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Sorry to be so late!
Will~
"Gaaah!" I scream. Once again, I find myself being chased by those blasted fairies. I'd wanted to take the tunel to Inkwell city, but for some reason, the tunnel had collpsed, cutting my acess off. So i had to take the long route. Bad. Idea.
"Shoo!" I screamed, swatting at the little pests. "Shoo! (swat) Shoo! (swit) Shooooo! (swash)" Up ahead, I finally saw hte troll's bridge right before the path out of the woods. Over the bridge, I'd be free. "BINKY!" I Roared at the top of my lungs. Dad gum troll. He'd fallen asleep again. "BINKY! GEY OUT HERE AND HELP! The fairies are after me again!"
The troll appeared from under the bridge. "Why didn't you just take the tunnel?" he grumbled.
"It collapsed you dolt!! NOW GIVE ME SOME HELP!" I finally reached the bridge. Binky (the troll) reached around and ripped out the nearest small tree. He waved it at the fairies.
"Get lost you sparkly bug things!" he growled. I stood panting on the bridge. "T-thanks a-a lot."
"Sure."
Just then, something caught my eye. looking up at the sky, I saw a strange looking spaceship…thing… flying through the blueness.
"Um, Binky. I thought that Chatterbox City cancelled the monthly Intergalactic fruit delivery service."
"They did. Why?"
I pointed. "That's why."
Bnky's eyes widened. "That's not supposed to be there," he said.
"Uh, duh. I'd better get to Inkwell, fast. We're in some big trouble."
Captch says nown. We should have known?
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~Curio~
Warp crystals can really come in handy sometimes.
With Di's inherent dragon magic aiding the process, one crystal is enough for both of us to get past the Wi-Flies and into the library. Everything – the strangeness, the pandemonium, the disturbance – is coming from in there. The Atrium of the Grand Archives, where all threads are kept, is in complete disarray. Threads are popping spontaneously from their shelves, globes of Creativium poofing into characters and rampaging plotlines wherever they hit the tiled floor. Di sets herself down carefully, so as not to squash Fable Thatcher, S'chenya Tekaida, Duchess Aeriel, a small doglike thing with wings- and none other than Koda! "Scrd," she whimpers. "Sthg wrng. Iimm rlly scrd."
Di's Captcha-speak is better than mine; she translates, "She's scared! Something's wrong! Oh, Koda, you poor thing!"
"Yeah, well, something's definitely wrong," I snap back. "Can somebody tell me how all this chaos started?"
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Devil Owl~
"E.C.M!" I shout at the Wi-Fly. "Let me in!""Well, it's against our codes," he mumbles, "but… you seem to have a good reason and… oh, just get in."
He opens the door and I fly through happily."EMERGENCY CONTACT MESSAGING! THE WORLD IS SPLITTING APART, AND WE NEED EVERYONE'S HELP TO DESTROY THE CAUSE! E.C.M! E.C.M!"
((Sorry it's short!))
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Oh my TTTTTTOOOOOOOOOPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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ToptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptoptopTOPtoptoptoptopPost!!!!!!!!
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WOW!!!!!!! this idea sounds GREAT!!!!! But I might not join because:
A. This RP has started already.
B. I'm already in an RP! It's the Werewolf/Vampire RP!!!! swing in to read the story!
BUT I will happily read the goings-on of Chatterbox City if I can't be in the RP! Can I join?
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PLEASE ANSWER!!!!!!! I'm in complete suspence.
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Tooooooooopppppppppp!!!!!!!
@Chinchilla- Sure!
Please TOP people!!!!
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THANK YOU!!!!!!
Okay, I live in a two-story house, with big front doors carved with all types of chinchillas. Larry, my squirrel butler, hovers around on a hoverboard, because you can't make food if you can't reach the counter-top. Larry also has a little intercom speaker, so he and I can communicate without speaking. I sleep and play violin in the bedroom; on the second story, there's a stair that leads to the kitchen/dining room, but the banisters lead away from the stairs to the front doors.
There's also a scateboard rack, next to the front doors. My bedroom's messy, with a coat/top-hat rack. I store my violin in my top-hat. The house is just FULL of kittens and cats. My window outlooks the Library. I can only play Mozart's Fifth. If I try to play twinkle-twinkle-little-star, then if you don't plug your ears you will either go deaf or faint from the horribleness. I can summon pies at will. Only when they won't help the situation. I have a satchel that is STUFFED with books. I store my violin in my top hat, also, after years of being thrown out the window in frustration, my violin deosn't have a scratch. And I fence with my violin bow in free time.
Chinchilla~
I wake up from my soothing dream about dancing with mice to a- WHAT?! EARTHQUAKE?! But-But-But this is an- "This is me, Larry, something HORRIBLE has happend… You know the runes in the Library? One of them has started glowing. Check it out." "Just what I had in mind!" I answer. I grab my violin and clothes, hurredly throwing them on me. I leap onto the banister and continue dressing all the way down.
Larry's already at the open front doors, holding a skateboard. I grab it when I rush past, mumbling "Thanks!" And then, right at the threshold of my house, and- trip. Great, the first trip of the day. I scramble up, get onto my skatebaord, and take some time to look around. Huh. No one here… wierd. I duck under the ropes around the Library, and quietly get off my skateboard, storing it in my satchel.
I go into the Library, and see, on the other side of the room, ALL the CBer's, clustering around the glowing rune… with…. THABLE THATCHER?! I run to them, and ask: "WHY IN THE WORLD IS THABLE THATCHER HERE?! WHY'S THE RUNE GLOWING?! WHO IS THAT GUY WEARING A HOODIE? IS HE NEW? ARE THE RUNES GOING TO MAKE A SECRET PORTAL?! CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?" I'm about to reach them when I- trip. I scramble up yet AGAIN, and stop in front of the others. "And- Why's DragonRider holding some underwear and a cute puppy?"
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l am going to disappear in just two days because of NaNo and probably wouldn't be around until January or late December, but l may come on once or twice to post, l don't know.
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TARDISrider~
I tap my earpiece, which has finally cleared up from static.
"Ditty? Is that you?"
"Mother of Zeus, YES! I've been trying to reach you for the past hour! Bruce Wayne, he's in a conference! He's not willing to come! He's trying to get me through to Superman!" I fume, and start yelling, which probably looks weird to everyone else, since they can only hear one side of the conversation.
"I don't CARE if Bruce Wayne is in a conference, just tell him to be READY to Batman, NOW!" I tilt my head listening as Taxi relays anther message.
"No, I don't need him yet… Fine, just call the Flash, just in case… Well, too bad for him, AIN'T IT?? If you want to call Ironman, fine, but I have bigger problems! Talk to you later!" I turn back to the others. "Sorry."
Ookz suddenly points to a van pulling towards the Down to Earth.
"CRTC!!!!" She screams. "IITS KAOS!!!!" Fable looks faint, clutching her book.
"Khaos." She whispers. "He's the one who kidnapped Critic." Just then, Taxi calls.
"DITY! MANN TOOK HERR! KNKD MMEE OUTT! NEED BTMN! NOWW!" I turn to the others with a tight smile.
"And Ditty, apparently."
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Sorry, I forgot that thier are others not in the library. Heh, heh, heh. Sorry. I also forgot about the wi-flies. John FQ will be posting soon. I told you that so you guys won't worry. Hmmm…. let me get this RP straight:
All the threads are coming true. Critic A and Ditty have been kidnapped, and the others will follow. A giant spaceship is heading for chatterbox City. We need Batman. And we can post comments in Kaos's piont of vew.
Just one question. How will we know to post one of us getting kidnapped? Will a post say: TARDISrider, your turn to be kidnapped. or will we just be like: I want to be kidnapped now please.
And one last thing: TARDISrider, have you watched the season with the Tenth Doctor? he's my favourite Doctor.
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Of course! He's my favorite, too. He was my first… and then Matt Smith came.. and I love him too, but the Tenth will always remain my favorite. Then Matt Smith died, and I don't like Peter Capaldi at all.
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*I enter a silent auditorium full of chinchillas. I bow, and the band begins to play as I start to sing.*
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!!! LET THIS POST NEVER DIE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STOOOORRRRRYY!!!!!!!!!! TOOOOOP!!!! LET THIS RP GO TO THE TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!! LET ALL FANS OF CATS DAAAAAAAANCE!!!!! LET THE LOVERS OF DOGS DAAAAAAAAANCE!!!!!!!! LET PINAPPLES BE RECOGNISED AS A NATIONALY AWESOME FRUUUUUUIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! LET THIS POST WILL BE THE FUNNEST POST EEEVVVVVVEEERRRR!!!!!!
*Cymbals clash as I exit the stage with chinchillas chasing me, hoping for free pinapples.*
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Oh, typo in the OOOOOOP!!!!, should have been: TOOOOP!!!!!!!! Sorry.
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Fable-
"What happened?! Where am I?! What is this place?! Why are none of you answering my questions?! Why are you holding puppies and underwear?! Who was abducted, and where-"
"Please calm down," says the girl named Abigail. "We shall explain everything later." The ground rumbles ominously. "Right now we need to get to a safe place. What about St. Owl's home?"
"No!" the girl with the weird, bug-eyed goggles objects. "We have to check on the Admins!!! What if something terrible happened to them?!"
Admins? St. Owl? This is getting more confusing by the minute.
"Look," said the dragon rider. "Whoever is attacking Chatterbox City is probably after Fable. I agree with Abigail- we should get her to St. Owl's place."
"Don't worry," I say confidently. "If anyone tries to make me write prophesies, I could always do the old candle wax trick."
There is an awkward pause.
"Um, Fable?" says the chinchilla. "Nobody really uses candles anymore. You see, there's this thing called the lightbulb…
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Everyone runs out of the Inkwell. Abigail is clutching Ookz, who is chirping and squeaking. We find the ladder and climb as fast as possible, heading towards St. Owl's house.
From high up in the air, you can really see how much damage Chatterbox City has taken. The Pudding's Place Theater is blown apart, the donut shop is burning, and the seismic pillar is wrecking chaos in every direction. As we finally reach the top of the ladder, St. Owl runs up.
"Abigail!! Oh my gosh, what happened?! Where is Critic?" She looks around at us. "And who's this?"
"This is Fable Thatcher. Don't ask," I say quickly. "And Critic A has been abducted. And the Admins are probably in danger! We have to head to the castle!"
@Chinchilla- Pineapple is indeed the best of fruits. Second only to cherries.
CAPCHA is ugmm. Did you swallow a frog?
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I WILL POST SOON. JUST NOT RIGHT NOW, BUT I HAVE NOT ABANDONED YOU GUYS!!!
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JOHN F.Q, HURRY UP WITH POSTING!!!!!! THIS RP IS ALMOST AT THE PART WHERE IT'S SO FAR IN THE STORY, NO ONE CAN JOIN!!!!!!!!! I KNOW YOUR CHECKING THIS RP!!!!!!!!!
Jarvis, that thing about the lightbulb was really funny! Please answer my question about when you/me/other people get abducted. (That was a question for anybody to answer.) And Admins…. what's going to happen to you?
Well, love, peace, and pies. (I'll post soon.)
We dont know what will happen to us. We will find out as the story unfolds. -Admins
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@Chinchilla- It kind of just happens. Anyone can make themselves or anyone else be abducted, and people just go with it. It is just part of the story. Although, you are always posting from your own point of view, so if you make someone else be abducted, you have to be there to see it. (If this is wrong, someone please let me know. I think it is right)
@HAB- Please do join! I want to keep this story alive, and a lot of people aren't posting.
@John F. Q.- I saw your writing from the Croud Sorcery, and it looked awesome. It would be great if you could join!
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Thank you for answering!
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