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You are sitting on your bed, staring out the window. You're parents have totally banned you from any socializing, even the CBer! All because you got FRAMED for stealing your little sister's toy dog! You can almost imagine your sister's smug face as she thinks about where she hid the dog. You finally get up and dress. You've decided to take a walk. As you tiptoe out the front door, a wind picks up and leaves start to swirl around. You head back inside. It's too cold. As you slip back into bed, you hear a slight crumpling of paper. An inquisitive feeling starts to grow and you feel around for the paper. You finally snatch it out from under the covers. In an instant, the light is on and you're reading the paper. It's an old-style piece of parchment.
Dear Special CBer,
You, yes, you, have been one of the twelve lucky CBers chosen to go on a vacation in FANTASYLAND! Fantasyland is the land where stories come true, good and bad. But don't fear the villains! Since the protagonists have defeated them in every story, none of them will harm you. Back to your vacation now. You will be traveling to the story headquarters where every story in existence is cataloged. You will be staying in the newly opened resort called Fairy Vacations Free! And yes, it is free! Except for custom-made popcorn. From there on, you will get to meet story characters of all kind! From Murtagh to Snow White! We will be having a ticket raffle for the 13th guest who is a V.I.P. You will also get to experience amusment rides of all kinds! The Harry Potter Duel Simulator is a fairly popular one. Also, there will be a swimming pool connected to a water park. Won't that be fun! Pack your bags and hop on either Thorn, Saphira, Shruikan (tamed of course and will seat two), Norberta, Nagini, a Thestrel, Blackjack, Snow White's carriage, Snowfire, the Knight Bus (will seat three)! A solo audience with the people who own the transport will be allowed too! You are permitted to bring one CAPTCHA, three AEs, and anything of your choice! RVSP on the back.
Sincerely
The Fantasy Story Keeper
You read the tiny, fine print at the bottom.
Staff are not responsible for any death. Please fill out sheet.
Name:
Personality:
What you are bringing:
Other:
I am/am not coming to this trip.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Okay, so, you may have noticed this is a ski lodge. OF COURSE YOU NOTICED THAT THIS IS A SKI LODGE! It's my first and I'm just writing off the top of my head so the writing might not be first-rate. The V.I.P. will be the murderer, coming without my knowing. One of the villains hijacked the raffle so that a murderer will come. But who indeed is the V.I.P.?
submitted by Fantasy Story Keeper, age ? million, Fantasyland
(April 1, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
(April 1, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
'Kay
Sorry no Day 6 for so long.
Amber : Heroines
Sapphire : Heroines
Gem : Innocents
2 Shoshanna = Norberta : Innocents
Butterfly Robert : Heroes
Butterfly Fred : Innocents
Amarillis : Villains
3 Nebula = BlackJack : Villains
4 Elementgirl = Shruikan : Innocents
5 Silverwaxwing = Thestral : Villains
Key : Heroes
Lock Kyar : Villains
Saphira : Villains
7 Mystic Lion = Knight Bus : Heroes
Mia-Moo : Innocents
Peggy : Heroines
9 Mei-Xue = Shruikan : Heroines
12 Esquire of Rohan = Villains
(June 10, 2017 - 8:31 pm)
Day 6 - Part 1
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"Have a heart." That quote sparked such a torrent in the murderer's brain. They didn't have a heart, of course, but were they really willing to kill so many to get to their goal?
~~~
"OH MY HECATE!" A cry came up from the Innocents room.
Elementgirl had just found a vial of dragon blood with a ticking explosive under her pillow. That would explain why she was so uncomfortable. She opened the window and dropped it into the pool, just as it hit 0.
The birds squawked, indignant about a human throwing something dangerous at them. They flew at Elementgirl, not noticing that she had close the window, and smashed onto the window, as flat as a pancake.
Elementgirl sighed. The morning was off to a bad start.
~~~
Breakfast passed without much event, except for Butterfly Fred swearing that someone had tried to murder him. Everyone thought it was paranoia. It pretty much was. The FSK appeared. Somehow, all the CBers were still eating, and none of them were the FSK. Strange.
"So, today, we are going to go meet your favorite antagonists!" she/he/murderer yelled, with a pained smile.
"Ooooooh!" came a murmur from the crowd.
"Come along to the entrance hall, you'll take thestrals to your favorite characters. Just tell the thestral who you want to go to, and you'll be there. Unfortunately, I don't think you should visit Scorpius, he's in a bad mood." she/he/murderer said.
A collective groan went up. The CBers boarded the thestrals and went off. However, the murderer went to see the greatest villain of all time . . .
~~~
"How are you, Rafal?" the murderer said as they alighted at his side.
"Very bad," Rafal answered.
"Figures. Our plan isn't going so well," the murderer answered.
"Use plan Merlin," Rafal answered.
"I'll do what I want. Not follow your silly notions," the murderer yelled.
"Oh, you want to fight?" Rafal asked.
The murderer punched him in the face and Rafal was knocked out unconscious. They took a pen from his pocket, and wrote, on Rafal's hand, You Made a Mistake.
~~~
"That was awesome!" Shoshanna yelled as she spiraled down and came to a landing.
"No, it was Terrisometastic!" Silverwaxwing argued.
"Definitely!" Esquire agreed.
Out of nowhere, a dagger flashed, and plunged into Shoshanna's chest. Her eyes opened and she keeled back. Everything was still. Then finally, Esquire broke the silence. "Noooooooo!" she screamed.
The rest of the the company broke into sniffles. "We should make a company to avenge Sho, Mystic Lion said, straightening up.
"Then I name you, the Fellowship of the Lily," Nebula grandly announced.
"Um, is anyone else experiencing deja vu right now?" Elementgirl timidly asked.
"Obviously everyone!" Silverwaxwing muttered out of the side of her mouth.
~~~
"Lunchtime!" the FSK yelled.
~~~
DUN DUN DUUUUN! (again, and again) DRAMA!
(June 13, 2017 - 9:50 pm)
So much tension
GO ON!!!! PLEASE. I want to hear the rest!
Your problem Maple.
Hey!
Stop fighting. But please do write more.
Oh you're on HER side now aren't you?
No I am NOT.
Whatever.
(June 15, 2017 - 2:52 pm)
FINALLY *winks* HarmonicArtist. You got your AEs and all! Make a "Hi, I'm new" thread now!
(June 16, 2017 - 4:27 pm)
You're still calling me that? and done.
(July 1, 2017 - 12:26 pm)
(June 14, 2017 - 8:25 am)
Day 6 - Part 2
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Diovald dived smoothly into the pool and relaxed. He sank down to the bottom and sighed. His Ego was dead and nobody seemed to care about it. Puck was now a stone statue, except living. He wished someone would understand.
"Do you need a friend?" someone asked from above.
Diovald looked up, and was surprised to see the person, but he said anyway, "Sure."
"Come with me. I'll show you a secret hideout of mine," the person asked.
Diovald followed them, and came to the Innocent's oasis. The person pushed away some leaves, revealing a small, hobbit-like door. They pushed open the door, and they entered a Mr. Tumnusish room. "Would you like some like some tea?" the person asked.
"Kay," Diovald answered.
The person poured an unidentifiable liquid into a cup, and pushed it toward Diovald on a table. Diovald picked up the cup and sipped the steaming hot drink. A firey sensation came into his chest. "What's happening?" Diovald said, panicking.
"So easy to manipulate depressed people," the murderer said, lounging on a couch.
"WHAT?! YOU?!" Diovald exclaimed, his voice growing weaker.
"I hate people exclaiming that stuff. Accept it! It always happens on a perfect vacation anyway!" the murder scorned.
"But-" Diovald's head lolled back.
The murderer lugged his body out, and threw it in the pool.
~~~
"DIOV ALD'S DEAD!" Munnin yelled.
"What?!?!" Puck said, startled.
"IIII SAID DIOV ALD'S DEAD!" Munnin yelled again.
"No . . ." Puck started.
"It's true," Fred said, peering out the window of his room.
"I'm sorry . . ." Nebula consoled Puck.
The whole vacation group was crowding around the window, gasping at Diovald's body. The FSK appeared. "It seems that Diovald was murdered," she said.
"You're different," Silverwaxwing noted.
"How?" the FSK asked.
"I don't know . . . you look like you don't have something anymore . . . I'm not sure what's missing . . ." Silverwaxing replied.
In fact, something was missing. An accessory. Nobody would notice unless it was in two photographs.
~~~
The FSK found the pool was too deep to reach Diovald, and they didn't have a submarine or a fishing hook, so they put a floating grave-marker on the pool.
Puck found herself humming a mourning tune, strangely "It's Quiet Uptown". She felt like she was a streetlight, stuck to the side of the street, choking on gas. Like she was encased in cement.
“I’ll throw the murderer off a cliff, when we find them,” Butterfly Fred muttered
~~~
It was soon dinnertime. The vacationers went to supper sadly. Especially Puck. Definitely Puck. They went to bed, not knowing what mischief the murderer had planned in mind.
~~~
On the new moon, the darkest night, the murderer dug two new graves on the graveyard. They were labled Amber and Sapphire.
~~~
I’m going to really get into the plot next time! DUN DUN DUN! For the millionth time.
(June 20, 2017 - 9:13 am)
Day 6 - Part 2
~~~
Diovald dived smoothly into the pool and relaxed. He sank down to the bottom and sighed. His Ego was dead and nobody seemed to care about it. Puck was now a stone statue, except living. He wished someone would understand.
"Do you need a friend?" someone asked from above.
Diovald looked up, and was surprised to see the person, but he said anyway, "Sure."
"Come with me. I'll show you a secret hideout of mine," the person asked.
Diovald followed them, and came to the Innocent's oasis. The person pushed away some leaves, revealing a small, hobbit-like door. They pushed open the door, and they entered a Mr. Tumnusish room. "Would you like some like some tea?" the person asked.
"Kay," Diovald answered.
The person poured an unidentifiable liquid into a cup, and pushed it toward Diovald on a table. Diovald picked up the cup and sipped the steaming hot drink. A firey sensation came into his chest. "What's happening?" Diovald said, panicking.
"So easy to manipulate depressed people," the murderer said, lounging on a couch.
"WHAT?! YOU?!" Diovald exclaimed, his voice growing weaker.
"I hate people exclaiming that stuff. Accept it! It always happens on a perfect vacation anyway!" the murder scorned.
"But-" Diovald's head lolled back.
The murderer lugged his body out, and threw it in the pool.
~~~
"DIOV ALD'S DEAD!" Munnin yelled.
"What?!?!" Puck said, startled.
"IIII SAID DIOV ALD'S DEAD!" Munnin yelled again.
"No . . ." Puck started.
"It's true," Fred said, peering out the window of his room.
"I'm sorry . . ." Nebula consoled Puck.
The whole vacation group was crowding around the window, gasping at Diovald's body. The FSK appeared. "It seems that Diovald was murdered," she said.
"You're different," Silverwaxwing noted.
"How?" the FSK asked.
"I don't know . . . you look like you don't have something anymore . . . I'm not sure what's missing . . ." Silverwaxing replied.
In fact, something was missing. An accessory. Nobody would notice unless it was in two photographs.
~~~
The FSK found the pool was too deep to reach Diovald, and they didn't have a submarine or a fishing hook, so they put a floating grave-marker on the pool.
Puck found herself humming a mourning tune, strangely "It's Quiet Uptown". She felt like she was a streetlight, stuck to the side of the street, choking on gas. Like she was encased in cement.
“I’ll throw the murderer off a cliff, when we find them,” Butterfly Fred muttered
~~~
It was soon dinnertime. The vacationers went to supper sadly. Especially Puck. Definitely Puck. They went to bed, not knowing what mischief the murderer had planned in mind.
~~~
On the new moon, the darkest night, the murderer dug two new graves on the graveyard. They were labled Amber and Sapphire.
~~~
I’m going to really get into the plot next time! DUN DUN DUN! For the millionth time.
(June 20, 2017 - 10:04 am)
(June 22, 2017 - 9:10 pm)