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l'm s'posing that l'm that creepy person that Abigal mentioned…..
Phantom~
Closed? Well this certainly complicates things.
l stare blankly at the screen of the laptop, perched upon a pile of dust, thick, books.
Closed….l can't do anything now, all my careful research and planning, and l can't do a thing for it, can't even get any information….Wait.
Aha! Information! What l can do? Spy. l jump up, knocking over another pile of books, then dash over to the window to survey the area. There's no one in sight. l crack open the door and slip out, nearly triping over something, or someone.
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Somebody~
"Czky," says Fruity.
"Chichichi," Prism adds.
I lift my head, relaizing that my pets are hovering at the door. Do they want me to follow?
"Yeah, just… give me a minute… or an hour," I say.
"CHI!"
"Fine… wait, IS SOMETHING BURNING?!"
Prism makes a series of "chi" sounds that resemble "That's what I was trying to tell you!"
I jump out of bed and run to the kitchen in my mismatched pajamas, where Volcano Flame, with her hair down, and C4 have the kitchen on fire. Volcano and Shifting Sands are both in pajamas– Volcano's mismatched like mine, and Shifting's a Victorian nightgown– and are yelling and trying to deal with the fire. C4 and Volcano are trying to fan the flames, while Shifting Sands and Halo are screaming what sounds like Latin swears at them.
"Watch your non-corporeal mouth, Shifting!" I call, as I whack Volcano over the head. "Get us a fire extinguisher."
"BUT–" Volcano tries to interject.
"No. Fire extinguisher."
Shifting does so, the flames are put out, and I get my nanobots to work on the partially destroyed kitchen.
"That's it. Starbucks," I say. "Go get changed, all of you."
"Yes, get changed, Volcano Flame," Shifting says, snapping her fingers and wearing her lacily-sleeved dress as usual. She summons a non-corporeal hairbrush and begins brushing her non-corporeal hair.
Volcano runs off after sticking her tongue out in Shifting's direction, with which Shifting responds with her favorite phrase, "IMBECILE!!!"
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After we get changed and Volcao's hair is satisfactorily styled, we start the trip into town. The outskirts are quiet, but that means we have a ways to go. Volcano is deep tunneling, Shifting's phased and is probably there eating a non-corporeal crossaint already, and I'm cruising there on my hoverboard, Fruity on my shoulder. Halo, C4, and Prism are all flying.
Then someone goes ahead and trips over me before I figure out what went on. The second I realize, I shout, "Hey!"
"Apologies," says the figure, before running off.
"Fruity, go ahead," I tell my CAPTCHA, and gun my hoverboard, following the figure.
"MIRIS, identify!" I shout.
My faithful computer system shows up and says, "Identity not found. Emmiting Chatterboxer energy signature."
I remember my telekinesis and grasp the figure by the hoodie, a little disappointed that it wasn't a certain Hornet.
The figure is clearly caught off guard.
Shifting~
Are non-corporeal crossaints not wonderful?
I feed bits to my pet cloud, Halo, who happily consumes them with a trilling sound similar to the chirping noise of Prism not far from me. C4 and Volcano arrive at the same time. I scowl as I see my counterpart.
"Hello, Volcano Flame," I say icily, taking a ladylike bite of crossaint.
"HIIIIII!!!" shrieks the pyromaniac.
"Have you seen Somebody and Fruity? They should be here by n–"
"iavv!"
"Fruity?" I ask. Where's Somebody?
"Iavv undn mzbc!" Fruity insists.
"I have undone… spatula!" shouts Volcano.
"I have upsetting news," I correct her. CAPTCHAtongue is misleading occasionally.
"ypdy."
"Somebody? What about her?"
"nond."
Ugh. MY CAPTCHA isn't great, but eventually I get out of Fruity that Somebody was chasing after a hooded figure that had tripped over them.
Seriously, that girl is going to get killed in her "quest for knowledge".
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It's 11:30 am. I just woke up, and I'm hungry. One reason I'm glad I joined Chatterbox City is that I have a whole house to myself. I bounce down my trampoline stairs, and go get a doughnut. Or 2. Or 3. Meh, nobody's watching just eat the whole box. Lalala. Doodadoo. Havin' a perfectly normal morning.
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Phantom~
"Oy!" l shout at the unexpected force that suddenly grabs me. l am releasted, and l fall to the ground. l roll over and sit up, glaring at the girl who is standing nearby.
"Wot ever 'appened to common civility?" l stand up, making sure that the hood is still hiding my face. Second rule of spying: Always fake an accent. "You can't just go 'bout tripping people up-"
"My computer coudn't identify you." She says, flatly.
"So wot? Does it really matter?" If l keep her talking for long enough, l can plan my escape.
"Well, yes, it might just."
l glance around nervously.
Than an low growl vibrates that ground.
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Well I wasn't thinking of you when I wrote it, but sure. Works.
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Sitting on the couch in the Gamestop, I play Mario Kart on the Wii while eating popcorn. Squeake's off to Inkwell.
I hear knocking on the door and go over to it.
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Abigail:
St. Owl sets a quick pace as we hurry through the streets toward Danie and Squeak's gamestop. I have to jog to keep up.
"MIRIS, identify!" A voice shouts from the next street over.
"Hey, that's Somebody!" St. Owl gasps. This is followed immediatly by a robotic voice I can't here, then an "Ahhhh!", a crash, and a male voice mutters, "Ow."
"What in the world is going on?" I whisper, creeping around the corner. Somebody is standing over a figure on the sidewalk. He scrambles to his feet and begins talking in an Australian accent.
"That's the guy I met outside the Inkwell!" I hiss into St. Owl's ear. "Come on!"
We start forward onto the street just as the prone figure gets up and dusts himself off.
Suddenly a low rumble wiggles the ground under my feet.
"Earthquake!" I cry, hitting the dirt.
"Th-th-ere are no earthquakes in Ch-ch-atterbox City! It's an imagined p-p-lace!" St. Owl gasps over the growling earth, the bouncing making her speech stutter. She loses balance and grabs onto a oak tree.
Meanwhile, I see Somebody reach for a bush for balance, and the mysterious CBer stands up and makes a break for it, running teeterdly down the street. Somebody tries to aim her telekinesis at him, but the ground is shaking so hard she misses and uproots a hydrangea bush instead.
"Catch… him…" St. Owl cries. "Must…"
"This is crazy!" I shriek. "What is going on?"
Suddenly the shaking stops and a long dark shadow falls over the town…
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Volcano
Shifting and I dash out of the Starbucks, tailed by ythe pets, as soon as the ground starts shaking.
"Can't you stop it?!" snaps Shifting.
"No!" I shout.
"Have you even tried?!"
I… haven't.
I take a breath, and then align myself with the seismic activity, but then realize…
It's not natural!!!
"DRAT!!!" I yell.
"CAN. YOU. STOP. IT. OR. NOT?!"
I think I can, actually!
I calm the shaking a little, but not much. Then I sense what's causing the disurbance– a stone pillar of some sort. Enchanted somehow.
Whoever enchanted that pillar didn't bother making it terrakinesis resistant!
It comes out of the ground, jutting out of the ground on the outskirts of the city, not far from our HQ. It casts a long dark shadow over the town.
"SORRY!!!" I yell.
Somebody runs up to the Starbucks, yelling, "HOLY COW!! I have to study th–"
"Somebody the Vibrant of the Electricity Realm, you are going to get KILLED in your 'Quest for Knowledge.'"
Shifting's snapped remark bounces off Somebody entirely. "I have to study that pillar thing!!! IT was causing the quake, right?! You two go check on the Orb, I'm going to do some research!"
"What about breakfast?! AND THE HOODED FIGURE?! WHAT IF IT'S A CERTAIN HORNET?!"
"Just a new CBer, and breafast is a trifle compared to SCIENCE!!!"
Somebody runs off, leaving us to go to the Admin Castle and check on the Orb.
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Oh, I'm so sorry Somebody and Co, I wrote my thing after yours was written but before it was posted. Let's have the earthquake-thingy be what you said, but Ookz and Critic A still accidentially get into the library and the thing with Danie's note still happened.
Ookz says, gett! He wants to get to the part in the story when he is the hero!
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Critic A:Humph. Abigail thinks she can just stick the boring duties with me while SHE gets to play and have fun all over CB! As I sulk, chasing Ookz around, I hear a voice outside the cave door.
"Critic A!" Oh, Feather's here! Great! I deactivate the laser system and allow her to enter. She sits down in an armchair and takes out an enormous grammar book. Just as she opens the cover, the ground begins to shake.
"What's that?" Feather squeaks, her book sliding off her lap. Our furniture skids to and fro across the floor. "Owmt!" Ookz cries in terror, hopping toward the cave entrance. I dive for him, but he hops out and down the streets of the Inkwell.
"Ookz! Get back here!" But I can't walk with all this shaking. Suddenly the shaking stops and a dark shadow begins to cover the town.
"What's that?" Feather asks, gathering her books and stuffing them back into her bag.
"It's-it's- An industrial thread!" I gasp. "A thread created by the Admins to be displayed to all CBers, to be only used in greatest emergency!!!!" I watch as the huge thread rises above the city and displays the words:
THE INKWELL LIBRARY IS CLOSED. DO NOT GO WITHIN 100 FEET OF IT.
"How is that possible?" Feather asks nervously. "The library—Closed? But it's supposed to always be open…" She continues but I don't hear her.
I glance at the library, within view of our cave. Right on time, I see Ookz hopping under the caution tape around the library and into the doors. "Ookz!" I shout, running after him. I have no choice. Taking a deep breath, I duck under the tape and follow him in…
Abigail:
"Well, I guess we don't have to tell Danie about that after all." St. Owl remarks.
Just then, my Chatter-Cell rings. "Hello?" I answer it.
"It's Danie!" I tell St. Owl and Somebody.
Her voice is tinny on the other line. "You left me a note saying the Inkwell was closed, right? How did you know that before the Industrial thread?"—I hear paper rustling—"It says…that it's from St. Owl, too."
"We didn't send you any note!" I say. "We WERE going to tell you, but got held up…"
"Who sent it then?" Daine says. "And how did they know you were coming?"
"I don't know…"
"Well, meet me at our Gamestop in five minutes. We have some things we need to discuss…"
I shut the Chatter-Cell and turn to St. Owl. "I guess we're going to Danie's after all."
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Shadow~
l peer down on the city below me, then curl up on a warm rock to sleep. Thought l might've heard something. Thankfully not, as you never want to meet a dragon who has been rudly awoken. Now l can go back to sleep-AHHH WHY IS THAT MOUNTAIN FALLING?
l jerk awake and scramble out of the way as the mountain above me starts to slide……The ground rumbles beneath me as l take off from the ground, flapping higher and higher until l can look on all the city.
A slideing mountain. A stone pillar. A messege in the sky. Rumbleing.
l spril down to land in a street, then fold up my wings. Where to start? Oh right, let's go to Inkwell.
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Dragonrider~
I wake up to the noise of wind in the trees, and crickets chirping. The sun is just coming up, so instead of going back to sleep, I go outside and climb into my treehouse. I lie on the porch, watching the beautiful sunrise. When the sun is fully up, I go back to my house and grab my book: Wings of Fire, The Hidden Kingdom. I sit in my window seat, and read for two hours straight. I completely forget about breakfast, until my stomach rumbles. Or at least I think it's my stomach, until the grumbling turns into shaking. The ground rumbles and shakes, with the force of a mini earthquake. Turgon scampers through the front door, dripping wet, he had just gone swimming in the lake. He dove under my bed.
"WHAT'S HAPPENIIIING!!!!!!!" he yells.
"I don't know, but I'm gonna go find out."I say, grabbing the huge piece of driftwood that I keep by the door. and brandishing it like a sword, looking a lot braver than I feel.
As I step outside, the shaking stops, and the sky darkens. I walk down my cobblestone pathway and reach the dirt road. I walk down, and get to the Chatterbox Central Circle, where, there are five streets going to the five main Chatterbox sections. There's also a little tiny airport with small planes going the This Month section. The first person I see is Katydid. I run up to her.
"Do you have any idea what's going on?" I ask, anxiously.
"I heard that the library was closed," she said worriedly.
"WHAT" I yell. "how could the library be closed?" I ask.
"I don't know, it must be an emergency," Katydid tells me.
And just like that, my day goes from great to terrible.
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Jarvis-
This is getting way too weird.
I had been standing near the battlements of my mechanical castle when suddenly the ground started shaking. After very nearly toppling off the wall, I had looked up in time to see the bright red letters streaking across the sky like fourth-of-July fireworks.
Now, I am crouching under the awning of the Krispy Kreme donut shop, squinting across the street at the Inkwell. My robots MAZMA and SPAM are presently whizzing through the clouds, giving me information on what is happening below. I put on my special computerized goggles and zoom in on the library. It is completely deserted, not even a single Wi-Fly is buzzing around.
Suddenly, my googles pick up something. There is a strange static noise coming from the Inkwell, like a radio when there is no connection. At the same time, I see faint, greenish glyphs streaming from one corner of the building, where the static is strongest.
No, not steaming from the Inkwell. Going to it.
I place my hands on the black obsidian walls and suddenly the glyphs gather around it, as if scanning. Then I feel a shock and a buzz, and I am thrown five feet back from the building to land on a heap on the sidewalk. Dazed, I look up and spot Critic A chasing a hopping CAPCHA under the Caution tape.
Hesitating only a moment, I follow.
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~Curio~
Something feels wrong.
I knew it as soon as I woke up today: there was some small idiosyncrasy in the air, a minute sound or smell or feeling that just wasn't quite right. I dare not say it was abnormal – nothing in CB City is ever normal – but it was wrong, or I'm a hairless Wookiee. I have been toying with my breakfast for the past half an hour, trying to work up an appetite, but I can't seem to actually want the food.
I sigh, push away the plate, and get up from the table, which today is fine Victorian teak; tomorrow it may be Minecraftian acacia, or rough-hewn stone, or a holodisplay. As I leave the dining cave and turn a corner, I nearly run smack dab into Di, who smells rather…awful. I wrinkle my nose instinctively, and she responds, "Oh, g'morning Curio. The weirdest thing happened when I went to take Koda out- she did her business all over me, then tore out of the room screeching 'GGBC!!!!' Do you have any idea what happened to her?"
"No. I haven't seen her at all." It's the truth.
"Strange. Today is just…strange." Di gives a little shiver, and I am sorely tempted to reply in kind.
"I'm on my way to the spaceport control center. Gonna hack into those Planetary Security cameras around the city again, see what's up. You coming?"
Di grimaces. "I would, but I've got an urgent appointment with the bathing pool. Does Captcha poodoo ever stink!"
I am quite inclined to agree.
~Di~
One long hot bath later, I deem myself free of Koda's excrement. Just as I'm drying off under the fire jets, my comlink buzzes. It's Curio, but the weird part is…my comlink was set to 'Do Not Disturb.' It wouldn't have rung unless…unless this is officially classified as an emergency call.
Curio is far too sane to make an emergency call without a very, very good reason. Bahamut help me. This is going to be bad.
"Uh…Di here?" I state with no small degree of trepidation.
"DIDIDIyouhavetocomequickthere'samajorsituationattheInkwellandIthinkKodareallygotherselflost, she'snotanywherehere,thelibraryisclosedandtherewasanearthquakeIdon'tkniwifyoufeltitbecauseyou wereinthebath!!!"
"Whoa Curio! Hold your unicorns! Can you say that a little eensy weensy bit slower please?"
"There's a major situation at the Inkwell, and I mean a huge one, and…oh, never mind, just GET OVER HERE NOW!!" She cuts the connection.
I did, as a matter of fact, feel the earthquake. It was my first tipoff that things might be a little more than just strange.
There is a catastrophe in the making here. I can feel it.
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500 feet above Chatterbox City…
"Are you crazy?! Out of all the cities you could choose to attack, you pick this one?!"
"Schyll, it's perfect. They have… valuable resources, and they don't even know!"
Schyll sighed and wished for the hundredth time that he hadn't let Margot Monroy hire him."Look, Margot- the last time I tried to attack this place, my troops were found covered in pie, burnt to a crisp, and lying on the ground moaning. Do you even know what these alter egos are capable of?"
"First of all, I am giving the orders here. Second of all, you attacked with a terrible plan. No strategy or cunning at all. With my plan, those alter egos and every other possible defense will be powerless when I step in to take the stone. Look below us!" Margot pointed through the glass floor of the spacecraft. "The seismic pillar has the entire city in chaos. I shall soon start the abduction phase. In fact, it begins…" Margot snuck a glance at her magenta-colored wristwatch. "Right now."
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St.Owl~
We never made it to Danie's.
I was flying, Abigail was walking, and the ground split apart.
Luckily, Abigail was next to the crack, and I was in the air. But slowly but surely, lava started pouring from its depths.
"Okay….. back to my house!" I said smoothly. "Emergency transport!"
"What?" Abigail said.
I flapped over to her side and pulled out my emergency container of sugar. Sprinkling a circle around us, the magic staircase appeared.
"After you," I said.
Abigail started climbing, and I started flying, calling Feather with the wristwatch I finally remembered to wear.
"St.Owl?! Good, I was just about to call you!"
"Feather, you've got to get back, now! The ground is splitting apart!""I know! I just missed the crater! I'm flying back now!"
"Okay, good!" I replied. "I think we're going to have to use E.C.M!"
"What?!" Feather exclaimed. "Emergency Contact Messaging?! But you know the risks, you know what might happen-"
"We need him," I said firmly, "And we need the Alter Egos. Their craziness with save us… and, you know, the sane counterparts might be able to help a bit too. Really. I'll be talking to Dev.""If you say so," Feather sighed.
By this time, we had reached the Cottage on a Cloud.
"E.C.M, then?" Abigail said, as she had been listening to our conversation. "I'll wait upstairs."
"Cool," I replied.Dev~
"DEV!" St.Owl shouts. "E.C.M!!!"
I jump to her side instantly. "DELIVERY TO ALL AES AND SANE COUNTERPARTS IF THEY HAPPEN TO BE ON HAND BY YOURS TRULY! WHAT MESSAGE MUST I SEND?"
She looks unnerved by my enthusiatsicy. Good!
"The world is splitting apart," she said carefully, "And we need everyone's help to destroy the cause.""OK!" I reply. "I WILL SEND THE WORD TO AE, CBER, MAN, BEAST, AND CAPTCHA!"
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I know it's a little late to join, but I have't been in a RP for a long time;So I was wondering if you'd make an exception…
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John! F! Q! You're alive! JarvisJarvis let him in? Please?
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Of Course!!!!
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Critc A
I run through the library after Ookz, who is merrily squealing "Aric! Mofn!"
"Get back here!" I wind through the bookshelves, following the sound of his hops. "Cfka!" Ookz squeaks as I pounce on him and scoop him up in my arms.
"Don't you ever do that again," I mutter, starting to make my way back to the entrance. I reach for the doors, but they're locked. Huh, I think, jiggling the lock. Nothing happens. Am I seriously stuck inside a closed library?
There is a noise behind me and I whirl around. Nothing's there. Suddenly everything gets dark and the walls begin glowing. Not the walls, the runes on the walls.
"Ahhf!" Ookz whimpers.
A strange sensation floods through me as if I am being emptied of blood and bones an flesh then being pumped up with helium. "What-What-" I squeak. I reach for my pen dagger, tucked behind my ear, but I can't control my arms. The light grows brighter and brighter. I feel Ookz slip out of my arms.
I feel lightheaded, and my vision turns fuzzy. I have the vauge sensation of floating up and then mumbling voices I don't have the will to comprehend. Then I get stuffed into someplace small and everything goes black…
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~TARDISrider~
Well, I slept in today.
I awoke to the ground shaking. Jumping so high that I hit my head in the bunker celing, I dash downstairs to where Ditty and Taxicab are typing furiously at the computers. I hurry behind Taxi's chair.
"How is everything?" Taxi gives me one of those annoyed looks that says "Do you really think I could tell you through CAPTCHAS?" Luckily, Ditty takes over for me.
"Middle class earthquake, communications with the Justice League were down for thirty-eight seconds, the GoG communications are up, but fuzzy, and Larryboy is calling demanding to know what's going on. There's a situation down at the Inkwell, and there have been repeated reports of sightings of a mysterious figure, possible a male, unknown man."
"Have you contacted A Palace yet?" I demand, referring to the Admin's castle.
"Onit," calls Taxi. I change quickly and snatch up my jacket.
"I'm out to Inkwell," I call. "Contact Batman, Larryboy, Captain America, Peter Quill, and…" I trail off. "I don't know, Jason Grace, and let them know they need to be ready if anything comes up."
I dash aboveground and stuff my arms into the sleeves of my jacket. I dash across Keyboard 23, dodging honking threads to reach the Inkwell. that's when things get even worse.
Sorry if I got anything wrong! I haven't been on in a while, and I was just sorta trying to sum things up.