Uh oh… I'm kinda wondering if I'm responsible for Butterfly's death… both because I may be the murderer, and cause DRAGON BLOOD was used. Did that come from me…? Or Saphira? Or some other dragon?

I'm so sorry if I'm the murderer, LilyPad and Butterfly Annabella. RIP. Or, er… RUKB and RIM. (Rest under knight bus and rest in magma)  Am I horrible for making jokes right now?

~Starseeker 

Day 2 – Part 1

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All the CBers in Innocents Room had woken up refreshed. They were waken by the gentle sound of birds chirping, canarys and nightingales most likely, and some Hamilton – excerpts from "It's Quiet Uptown" and "Burn". This peacefulness was disturbed by a loud whoopee cushion sound. "Puck!" Elementgirl yelled, "You put a whoopee cushion in my bed!" "Sorry," said Puck, looking slightly embarrased, "It must've slipped out from my prank bag from above, it does weird stuff." A Hamilton excerpt made everything quiet again.

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In the Heroes Room, Cbers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs alike were woken up by "Story of Tonight" and "You'll be Back" with some lion and eagle cries following suit. Joan B. of Arc was the first one up, bustling around, looking for her clothes. A few late-night stragglers fell out of their beds and rubbed their eyes. Soon, everyone was up and rapidly dressing.

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Booming sounds of war and "Yorktown" got everyone up in a matter of seconds in the Villains Room. Fireburst let out a snore and burst out of bed. This was accompanied by a crackling of flames. Diovald yelped before he realized that it was only a sound. "HERCULES MULLIGAN, UP IN IT, LOVING IT," blared out and quite a few people and animals started. 

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Quickly, everyone was thronging in the dining room, waiting for breakfast. A few minutes later, miniture Komodo dragon on stout legs wove their way through the crowd, holding platters of pancakes, butter, and baskets of blueberries. Willow was quick to make her way to the blueberries. "Careful Willow," Quirker warned, "eat too fast and you'll get a stomachache." What happened next was too fast to process. Willow, paying no heed to Quirker's warning, gulped down a couple of blueberries. She started making regurgitating sounds and her body shook like she was electrecouted. Just like that, it was over. Willow's eyes were glazed over and she wasn't breathing. "No!" Quirker cried out with Peggy. The FSK pushed her way to the front of the hubbub. "What's happened?" she demanded. "Willow died," Peggy choked out. The FSK's eyes clouded over. She started muttering to herself and suddenly noticed the spilled blueberries. "No one touch these!" she yelled. "Bring me the S- I mean mini Komodo dragons as quick as you can!" Someone called them. "Why," the FSK demanded, "are there deathberries instead of blueberries?" "I'm sorry, someone gave them to me and said they were juniper berries," squeaked a little Komodo dragon. The FSK was again, befuddled so she retired to her rooms. The CBers milled around, talking about the new development. Suddenly, Esquire leaped up on a table and shouted, "Quiet! Lilypad, Annabella, and Willow's deaths were obviously planned! We need to find out who the murderer is!" "Yeah!" Shoshanna and Quirker shouted in agreement. 

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Soon after, the FSK reappeared. "I'm not going to put you in groups of three because that never works so don't worry about partners," she said. "I think we should let go our worry for a small amount of time and just have fun! The Amusment Park and Water Park are now open!  Be sure to check out the High Five-seater, Harry Potter Wand duel Simulator, Fantastic Beasts creator, Tour of Galbatorix’s castle, Camp Half-Blood training session, Sister’s Grimm Puzzlers, School for Good and Evil sorting and training. And for the water park, see the Giant vertical slide, Lightning, Corkscrew slide, Corkscrew, Gentle slope slide, Foothill, pool, underwater scenery tunnel, underwater snorkel!

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The CBers wandered off in their own little groups and the AEs in one large one. As the AEs tailed each other around, Anna and Lock Kyar dropped off and wandered to the water park. "I'm going on the Lighting!" Anna yelled. "Race ya there!" Lock Kyar challenged. The two AEs raced off. Lock reached there first so he spiraled down the slide. "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" he screamed. Anna, not wanting to miss out, jumped in too and they both slid down. When they were halfway down, Lock Kyar saw a chink in the slide. It led directly underwater. The murderer hadn't meant for it to be seen. Lock yelled something to Anna and they both went underwater, donning scuba gear from who-knows-where. It is lucky that AEs are a bit insane.

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Part two will come soon! 

It's me. I know it.

Guessing please!

Day 2 – Part 2

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Lock and Anna swam for a long time. They saw some wonders that no human eye has ever seen. Millions of fish teemed in the waters. Even a few SeaWings! Lock and Anna finally surfaced. "That was fun!" Lock said. "Yes," agreed Anna, at a loss for words. They suddenly noticed that they were holding each other's hand. "Um," they both stuttered. Their faces turned pink. Romance was hanging in the air, ready to pounce. "Well, I've b-been w-w-wanting t' say this for a long time," Lock said, "but Anna, I think I like you." Anna blushed so that she was a shade of magenta. "I guess I like you too," she mumbled. Lock and Anna both smiled as they went on land again. They were holding each other's hand again.

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When Lock and Anna returned, every AE eye was on them. "I thought you were dead!" squeaked Key. "Ya! And you return in love," shrieked Fred. Every AE got a dreamy look while gazing at Lock and Anna. They started pestering them so Lock found Anna a quiet place to sit. It was  a cozy alcove in the side of a amusment ride. It was just perfect, almost, perhaps, meant to be there. Anna was sitting there when a creak sounded. Another one. Then suddenly, the alcove crashed down, tons of marble and debris raining down on Anna. Lock jumped in and pulled Anna who was white with fear. "I-I was almost killed two t-times today," she muttered in shock. "It's okay," soothed Lock. "It's okay." In truth, it wasn't okay. The murderer wanted Anna very badly, apparently. They decided not to tell Elementgirl.

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Meanwhile, Nebula, Starseeker, and Autumn Artist wandered off together, having the time of their lives in the Museum of everything CBer. "Look!" Starseeker cried out," The longest thread in CBer history created by balletandbow! LONGEST THREAD EVER! This thread was originally something announcing the current longest thread, but since the title said it, loyal CBers turned it into the LONGEST THREAD EVER!" Nebula found another thread history. "A thread made by Cara, age twelve has passed its nine year anniversary. THIS MEANS THAT CARA IS OFFICIALLY AN ADULT!" Nebula yelled with excitement. "I love, love, love this museum!" Autumn Artist added. They continued wandering with a few excited outbursts. Especially when they found the first RP ever made.

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Soon everyone had a lunch of Hogwarts food and went into their rooms to to rest. While she was in the Villains room, Amarillis noticed a sword stained with dragon blood. Upon closer inspection, she found out that there were fingerprints on the hilt. "Fing erpr ints! Onth eswo rd!!" Amarillis shouted. "What?" Fireburst hurried over. Soon, every CBer in the Villain Room was gathered around the sword. "Don't touch it," Esquire of Rohan warned. "Dragon blood is extremely dangerous. I lived five years with dragons from Arabia. Let me use my fingerprint testing kit to test these." The results came out with a dissapointed look. "They were Annabella's own fingerprints," Esquire reported. Groans came up from the crowd as they went back to their business. 

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At dinner, everybody was restless. They had questions. As the FSK came in, they started hurling questions at her. "Calm down, I'll answer your questions," said the FSK. "So, who's first?" she asked. "I am," said Elementgirl, "why was there Hamilton blaring out from the speakers?" "Well, Fantasians have never heard the name, Hamilton, but it's a personal favorite. I like Farmer Refuted," replied the FSK. And so, question after question was fired away. Soon, everyone drifted away to the safety of their dorms and fell asleep. The last blinkof light fell down the hill and the stars appeared. One blinked, as if to say, "Be careful, bad times are coming."

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Like it? Day three might not come as soon as the others. 

Destiny, you're not on my list. I can't find your charrie sheet.

Day 3 – Part 1

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There were screams in the Villains Room. Anna had been found shoved under the bed, and dead. Lock Kyar was devastated. "Must be a wand," he muttered, for there was no mark. The Villains stumbled out, grim. Saphira roared, "We can't be sure we're safe in our beds even!"

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Everyone was silent as Anna and Willow's bodies were buried and a tree planted on top of them. The FSK said that it would be nice if their bodies provided nourishment for a plant. So their CBers agreed to it. Anabella and Lilypad's forms had not been recovered. Soon, after laying down their gifts at the funeral, the CBers trooped back to the dining hall. It was blueberry day.  

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After breakfast, most of the CBers hung around the place, not sure what to do. Joan B. of Arc and Quirker eventually visited the Art Workshop. They found it amazing. Soon, they were replicating some of the finest picturings ever made on the CB. Joan B. of Arc soon found that she needed to go the the restroom. "I'll be right back, okay," she told Quirker. Quirker nodded absentmindedly and continued to replicate a fine picturing of Esquire. Joan B. continued plodding along the hall, noisily. Too noisily. Joan was walking back to the Art Studio but then, a figure blocked her path. "Oh, hello," Joan said with mild interest. "Hello," replied the figure. She/He drew a sharp knife. "There isn't any chance of you being the murderer, is there?" Joan asked trembling. Her answer was a knife in her throat. "HELP! THE MURDERER IS-" she was cut off by her death. The CBers rushed to the scene, CAPTCHAs included. They were too late. Joan lay lifeless on the floor. That morning, at 10:00, a new tree was added to the other two.

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Sorry guys, I'm not writing much. I had to write this all over three times because it got deleted with "technical problems" twice. Destiny, you honestly aren't on my list. 

Ah, I found your charrie sheet Destiny. You'll join as a fourteenth guest in the Villains Room.

Please guess me!

Uh oh… I'm still alive… that means I could be the murderer! (If I'm not, please don't take this as an excuse to kill me!!!)

~Starseeker 

MWAHAHAHA! I shall wreak havoc with my writing! How do I write like tomorrow won't arrive? How do I write like I need it to survive? How do I write every second I'm alive, every second I'm alive . . .