The transport pod

Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

The transport pod

The transport pod orbited around Earth, beaming Capsules down to the houses of CBers. Despite the suspicious appearance of the large silver Capsules popping into exsistence right in front of the CBers, Galaxy knew that they would still flock to MilkyWay Station. Flock there to die. Galaxy grinned. And slapped her hand down on the huge red button. 

It did nothing. 

She just enjoyed pressing it. 

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You plop down on the couch with a large bar of chocolate and begin snacking on it. Ow, Something's poking you in the back! You reach behind the couch cushion and pull out the TV remote. "Aha! That's where it was!" you say, and reward yourself on your obviously superior finding abilities with a large bite of chocolate. You turn on the TV to your favorite station. But... It's just static! "What? Nooooo!!!" you cry in anguish and flip through the rest of the channels. They're all static. Despondently, you allow yourself to collapse dramatically across the couch and snag a bite of chocolate. Unfortunately, your acting genius is inturrupted by a large, very hard object. Conveniently placed where your head lands. You sit up indignantly and rub your head. As you turn to see the offending object that put an abrupt ending to your acting career in dramatic fainting, the chocolate falls out of your mouth as you gape in astonishment. Sitting innocently on the couch is a sleek metal tube that tapers to a point at each end. As you watch, a slot opens up in the seemingly seamless silver steel (ahaha alliteration!) and a voice as sleek as the Capsule it issues from filters out. 

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Galaxy loved pressing buttons. She tried to do it as much as possible. Presently, she reached up to the ceiling of the transport pod and pressed a small yellow button. Her voice boomed out from the speakers of 14 well-placed Capsules: "Greetings and salutations lucky CBers!" There was an almost undetectable hint of sarcasm on the word 'lucky', but it was so slight that only a very experienced sarcasmist would notice. Galaxy continued with her speech: "You have been chosen for a very exclusive vacation. So exclusive, in fact, that you are the only ones besides myself and our various staff members who will ever experience it! This vacation (insert dramatic pause) is in (insert long dramatic pause) SPACE!" Galaxy imagined the screeches of excitement coming from the CBers. Screeching was a very humanlike trait, and Galaxy did not enjoy it. She rolled her eyes and then continued on: "You have 7 minutes to pack and round up your companion, then return to the Capsule and insert a chocolate bar in the slot. You will be transported to the MilkyWay Space Station where I will meet you. Don't be late. I will be timing you. Now GO!" Galaxy pressed an hourglass shaped purple button, which started the seven minute timer. Then she slammed down hard on the ignition button and the transport pod rocketed out into deep space.

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The MillyWay Space Station boasts many space luxuries including the AntiGravity Hall, the Luxury Space Pool, the Theater with a different sci-fi movie everyday, Lyft-Off Planet Transport, The Chocolate Bar, and much, much more.

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Ok. Another Ski lodge! Yess I know there are already like 5. But as soon as I came up with this idea a couldn't help myself! I mean, space? Chocolate? I really hope I can manage to finish this XD. 

(if you don't like chocolate, that's ok. You can still join. Galaxy probably won't like you though)

 

Rules: 

1. There are 14 spots, no more. I will accept the first 14 applicants. 

2. You may bring one companion, may it be an AE, CAPTCHA, or CAPTCHAE

3. Please fill out the sheet

4. Feel free to guess who I am, but I may/may not reveal my identity if you guess right 

5. The popcorn is never free 

6. We don't take complaints about the popcorn prices, don't even try. 

7. Have fun! Despite the murd-WAIT WHAT NO I SAID NOTHING 

 

Sheet: 

CBer, AE, CAPTCHA, or CAPTCHAE: 

Name: 

Nickname:

Age:

Gender: 

Appearance: 

Three Defining Qualities: 

Likes: 

Dislikes: 

Insanity Level From 1-100: 

How Much Do You Like Chocolate From 1-100:

Favorite Kind Of Chocolate:  

Have You Been In Space Before? 

~Yes ~No ~I'M NEVER TELLING YOU MY SECRETS 

Did You Read The Rules?

~Yes  ~No ~I'M NEVER TELLING YOU MY SECRETS 

Other: 

Packing List:  

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PS. Sorry for the long sheet. 

 

submitted by Galaxy, age Many moons, TheEverExpandingUniverse!
(June 8, 2018 - 3:45 am)

back to the Pudding's Place

*wails* TREVORRRR NOOOOOOOO!!! Not my Trevor!!! *sobs* 

submitted by Vyolette
(July 3, 2018 - 7:42 am)

I'm writing the next part, and I need to know which of you wants to be on the detective team. 

CAPTCHA says "iokg". Hmm you sure you're ok? 

submitted by Galaxy @everyone, age Many moons, The Milky Way
(July 3, 2018 - 6:53 pm)

Uh, sure, I'll join the detective team. 

submitted by Agent Winter, Classified
(July 4, 2018 - 7:15 am)

*raises hand* Me! Me! I will avenge my Trevor... 

submitted by Vyolette@Galaxy
(July 4, 2018 - 7:49 am)

Ok great. No more people please. 

CAPTCHA says "bxat". Backwards, that spells "taxb". Ohno CAPTCHA's doing taxes!

submitted by Galaxy, age Many moons, TheEverExpandingUniverse!
(July 4, 2018 - 1:05 pm)

"GALAXY. WHY. DO. I. ALWAYS. HAVE. TO. MAKE. YOUR. OFFICIAL. STATEMENTS. I'm not a people person . . . !"

Jupiter moaned and pulled some flashcards out from her spacesuit, squinting at the smudged ink formerly written on them. "Why does she insist on writing in zero gravity? This is impossible to read. Anyway. 'Glxy, Blak Hol, and I are very . . . soggy . . . for the loss of Tumor.' Tumor? Tremor? Something like that. 'We are currently' - you mean I am currently, after I finish all the other stuff you asked me to do because you're too lazy, you bastard - 'examining all of our . . . socks . . . equipment for other . . . bots.' Death by bots? That's very dramatic. That wasn't a robot, was it? Am I going to have to look for robots and bombs?" Jupiter frowned, and squinted closer at the cards. "Wait, no, that does say bombs. Okay. 'We are currently examining all of our sports (oh, sports) equipment for other bombs. Rest assured that such a teriyaki will not happen again.'" Jupiter folded up the cards and tucked them into her breast pocket. "And from the bottom of my heart, whoever dared to score on me, I hope the murderer gets you next."

 

submitted by Jupiter, Struggling
(July 4, 2018 - 11:28 pm)

Aww not Trevor. 

@Black Hole--are you, by any vague chance... ...Will T.?

submitted by Leafpool, age Finite, This side of reality
(July 5, 2018 - 4:06 pm)

Darling Leafy, not quite . . . 

submitted by Black Hole
(July 6, 2018 - 6:35 pm)
Day 4
Soren stood nervously in front of the chocolate buffet, staring at the sea of concerned CBers, AEs and CAPTCHAs. (Well, let's just be clear-the AEs were slightly less concerned) Vyolette and Zoey sat at a table near the front, their eyes red and puffy from crying. They had called a group meeting in The Chocolate Bar. Soren cleared her throat and addressed the crowd. "We've called this meeting to address Trevor-Trevor's… Umm you-know-what." She glanced at Vyolette who swallowed then continued the speech. "I can't believe that anyone would do this to my AE. I-" Zoey interrupted her, "We need to bring JUSTICE to the person who did this!!" she said, her eyes blazing with fury. "Ummm, yes," said Soren, taking over quickly before Zoey throttled anyone, "We called this meeting to gather volunteers for a detective team, which I will spearhead, and hear any clues or suspicious things you guys have seen." She took a deep breath. "Together we will come to the bottom of this." She concluded. Soren surveyed the group of CBers, some of them nodding or talking amongst themselves. Most of the AEs just looked bored, but that wasn’t saying much. "So…. Any volunteers for the detective team?" "Sure. I'll join," replied Agent Winter. Abigail and Starseeker also raised their hands. "Awesome," said Soren, "Anyone else?" Vyolette swallowed again. "I'll join," she said, determined, "I will avenge my Trevor." "Ok, Great!" Soren clapped her hands together, "Next item on the agenda: Has anyone seen, heard, smelled, felt, or tasted anything suspicious?" No one raised their hands except Spyro. "Yes, Spyro?" ""Is the meeting done yet? It's time for second breakfast…" Soren glared at him. "Fine. Whatever." The AEs rushed out the door, cheering, and quickly dispersed towards various fun activities. For Spyro, that meant working his way through his donut stash. The CAPTCHAs, who hadn't really grasped the full extent of what was going on, tugged impatiently at their CBers' shirts until they relented and they could skip off happily to do whatever CAPTCHAs do in their free time. "Well… Detectives follow me," Soren walked out the door and into the elevator. They left, and the rest of the CBers walked out into the hallway, not quite sure what to do. Brynn, as usual, disappeared silently and mysteriously, Leafpool went to her room to experiment with her new laptop, and Hotairballoon mumbled something about finding Galaxy and wandered off. That left Aspen, Quill, and Ashlee. Despite being surrounded by fun activities, the three friends were quite at a loss for what to do. "Well, I guess we could go to the library again," Aspen suggested. "Sure," said Quill. Ashlee just shrugged and pressed the button to open the library door. The Space Library really was quite a wonderful library. The bookshelves fanned out away from the door, leaving a space in the middle for a table and a special Sci-Fi shelf. There were chairs of all kinds and beanbags scattered all over so you could read comfortably wherever and whenever you wanted. The wall opposite the door was just one big window that looked out into deep space. Quill, Ashlee, and Aspen wandered off to peruse different sections of the huge floor-to-ceiling shelves.
******* 
"Who chose Star Trek? I love Star Trek!" Abigail wandered into the holodeck, glancing around at the scene. A long table lined with spinning chairs was set up in a vast open room. Behind the head of the table was a display screen with "CATCH THE MURDERER" written on it in big letters. "Not me, that's for sure," grumbled Agent Winter, who was sitting in one of the chairs with her elbow propped up on the table and head resting in her hand. "Star Wars is better." "TOS is better," countered Vyolette, who was spinning in the chair next to her. "They have a meeting room, too. And it's nicer than this one." "Excuse me, did you just diss Captain Picard?" demanded Abigail, taking a seat next to Vyolette. "Because he's way better than Captain Kiss-Every-Good-Looking-Woman-I-Find Kirk." "Captain Kirk is loyal and selfless and way better than Captain Picard, what are you saying?!" Vyolette countered. "Captain Picard was just a-a weak nerd who didn't even have the guts to go on away missions with his crew!" "That was only because the worldbuilding - " Abigail began, but she was cut off by Soren, who was sitting at the head of the table. "Next Generation's room is bigger which is why I chose it, so STOP FIGHTING!" They stopped fighting. "Okay. We have a very important order of business." Soren pointed at the screen, which still read, helpfully, "CATCH THE MURDERER." "He's already killed twice. We can't let him kill again." "Who says he's a he?" asked Starseeker, just as Agent Winter said, "I thought Alizarine's death was just an accident!" "The murderer was clearly behind it," replied Soren, leaning over the table ominously. "And we, the detective crew, are going to catch them when they strike next. Ideas?" "Find out what our next activity is," suggested Vyolette, "hide out at the site, and strike when they try to booby-trap someone!" "Buddy up and make sure everyone's got someone with them at all times, for protection!" Abigail suggested, then paused. "No. Wait. Someone would be stuck with the murderer." "Triple up, then," Starseeker offered. "Good ideas!" replied Soren, and they appeared on the screen. "Next order of business: clues!" "Brynn and Hotairballoon were with Alizarine when she got locked in that closet!" Starseeker cried. "Me, Starseeker, Zoey, and I guess Blacky were nearby when Trevor was killed," Abigail added. "But anyone could have planted a bomb in the ball beforehand," Agent pointed out. "And there aren't any overlaps," Vyolette sighed. "Tough clues," Soren replied, putting them all up on the screen. "Anything else?" "Really there's hardly anything," said Starseeker. "Yeah, I guess you're right," Vyolette agreed, disappointed. "Well," Agent Winter said thoughtfully, "We'll just have to wait. And see what happens." There was a moment of nervous silence, and then everyone screamed. 
*******
Leafpool curled up on the beanbag and opened her new laptop. She grimaced as the screen lit up. The background was awful. She didn't know why anyone would pick it. It was a picture of a dirty wooden box in a mud puddle. Leafpool clicked on settings, determined to change it. A bunch of little multi-colored bubbles popped up. She squinted at their labels for a minute then hit the one marked 'Wallpaper'. The bubbles disappeared and were replaced by a gray box with four selections: Computer, Dorm, Holodeck, and Add. Now curious, Leafpool clicked the button for Dorm. Another box opened up with buttons for each dorm room. She selected hers, Nebula, and hit 'enter'. A third box popped up, this time with only one button, labelled 'Activate'. She pressed it. And jumped straight out of her skin. 
*******
Ashlee and Aspen had long since settled down to read by the light of a passing star, but Quill hadn't yet found something she was interested in. She squinted at the top of the Sci-Fi shelf, scanning it for interesting spines. But it was not an interesting looking book that caught her eye, but quite the opposite. She couldn't see the title because it was too far  away, but it looked very out of place with it's plain beige cover. She stacked two nearby chairs on top of each other and ascended the rickety structure. Even though the book she had her eye on looked as boring as can be, she knew from experience that it was usually the most boring books that hid the most interesting things. Quill teetered on her makeshift ladder and stretched toward the top shelf. Her fingers brushed the bottom of the spine, right before her balance gave way and she crashed to the ground. Quill shook her head to clear it, but what she was seeing remained. She pinched her arm. Hard. But the book still remained. In the air. Hovering. 
~~~
Hehehe cliffhangers. 
CAPTCHA says "yunm".  
submitted by Galaxy~DAY 4 PART 1!, age Many moons, MilkyWay Space Station
(July 7, 2018 - 5:07 pm)

WHAT I am the leader of the detective crew. And... not to be weird, but where is Levana in all this? Sorry.

Levana says vcry. Noooooo please don't cry!!!!!! 

submitted by Soren Infinity, age 27 eons, BeaconTown
(July 8, 2018 - 6:34 am)

Well I picked you because I thought mistakenly that you were Zoey's CBer, and in the same dorm room as Vyolette, who were the most affected by Trevor's death. But if you'd like to retire, I can certainly kill you off at any moment. Also Levana will show up soon. It's hard to highlight everyone in one day. 

Whoa. CAPTCHA says "xkid". That means "kill kid" which  is very creepy. Maybe she wants to help me write?

submitted by Galaxy, age Many moons, MilkyWay Space Station
(July 8, 2018 - 1:13 pm)

No, it's fine, I was just surprised. Thanks.

submitted by Soren Infinity, age 27 eons, BeaconTown
(July 8, 2018 - 3:19 pm)

Ugh cliffhangers.

 

...Black Hole, are you Gared then? I know he (you?) left but there's always a chance you could be him...and there aren't many boys on the CB.... 

submitted by Leafpool, age Finite, This side of reality
(July 10, 2018 - 12:07 pm)

WHAAAAATTTT CLIFFHANGER

submitted by Agent Winter, Classified
(July 10, 2018 - 9:16 pm)

WHOA. 

All that Star Trek stuff was a bit over my head because I've never actually seen Star Trek before, but it's no biggy. XD I like how you incorporated my "I will avenge my Trevor" statement into the dialogue. 

BUT THEN THERE'S A CLIFFHANGER ARGH.  

submitted by Vyolette
(July 11, 2018 - 8:30 am)
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