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The Chatterbox was
The Chatterbox was an utopia, and not one of those flawed, damaged ones like in the Giver. It was a beautiful, constantly in flux space created by the free rein of the most creative children. Multicolored, beautiful ombré buildings rose up into the sky, and wilderness in the distance, with scenic mountains where the snow was always perfect for snowball fights, trees perfect for climbing- or building tree houses- and rambling ivy and vegetation that gave everything an adventurous feel. Lakes of clear, sparkling water, and a suspension bridge that changed colors based on the state of the river while hand-built sailboats raced below. Laughter pealed from every distant corner, and young children chased each other through the streets.
The CBers didn’t really know the full extent of that world. Their imaginations could create it, sure, but they didn’t live it. It was the AEs who knew it better than anyone else, the old forts and the alleyways and that one place that always had free ice cream 365 days of the year.
But the AEs had never known the outside world, or how cruel it could be. They were naive, even the untrusting ones. So what would happen..if they were all thrown into the real world, and the CBers found themselves in a place that they thought only existed onscreen?
Chatterbox RP! The plot is basically summarized in the last paragraph, but we can make it up as we go along. Character sheet:
NOTE: All personal details can be made up.
Name: Name that would be realistic irl (can be your real name, but definitely doesn’t have to be):
AE, CAPTCHAE, or CBer (CAPTCHAS are allowed, but don’t need a separate sheet):
Age/Percieved Age:
Real Life Appearance (for AEs, make more normal/human):
CB Appearance:
Personality (no just adjectives! Describe):
Backstory/Home life:
Companions (CAPTCHAS go here):
Other:
submitted by Blue Moon, age 12, Here
(November 11, 2018 - 1:01 am)
(November 11, 2018 - 1:01 am)
Once I get off the bus, I start making my way home. I turn on my music, and start to relax. Gosh, I wish I never went to school. My legs were so tired from walking and dodgeing all the kids in school, and lugging a viola around was not helping.
“You know, you could just run away.” I turn my head, and see Sebastion floating next to me. “Go away. Sometimes I just wanna cool off, and you really are not helping.” I quickly look around to see if anyone else was walking in my neighborhood, and then book it to my house, leaving Sebastion in the dust.
I quickly close the door behind me, and start taking off my shoes, and drop kick my backpack onto the floor, but then stop. I feel something, or someone, watching me. I look up, and see a little pixels on my door.
I go towards it, and touch it. It got bigger. Soon enough, it took over the whole door. I look around, and then make a final decision.
I jump into the pixels, and then close my eyes, as I feel like I just jumped off a 100 story building. I screamed, and got ready for the impact, and praying that Sebastion doesn’t take my stuff I left at my house.
Once I hit the ground, I was surprised to see that I didn’t die, but I know I injured my left ribs. I try to get back up, but then stop when I see 2 people, I seem to recognize, but have never seen before.
“Hey. Nice weather we have here, right?” I say, trying to act as though I didn’t just fall through a hole that probably almost killed me.
(November 26, 2018 - 8:49 pm)
Something felt different. Blue didn’t know what it was. She’d fallen through the air, screaming her head off, with only one thought in her mind: Protect the rats. So she’d curled into a ball around the scarf and Chana had nibbled her nail and she’d braced for impact— and then it never came. She’d opened her eyes to find herself sprawled on soft grass, definitely not soft enough to break a fall from the height she’d found herself launched in. And something felt different.
It was her name, Blue realized. I’ve been calling myself Blue, not Surekha. Blue didn’t call herself Blue Moon very often. It was like thinking in Norwegian- sure, she was fluent to a point, and occasionally woke up thinking Norwegian and forgetting English, but it was foreign and strange and English was very much her first language. But now, it was reversed, and Blue Moon came easily like verb tenses and spelling and writing limericks, and Surekha had the j’s all out of whack and fumbling and strong Northern accent.
Chana’s wet nose touched her cheek, and Blue snapped back to them. “Oh my gosh, my cutes, are you okay?” She picked up the protesting Chana and Cholai and inspected them. No injuries, just like her. Blue should’ve sighed in relief, but she stayed on edge. It was all weird.
She checked herself for injuries, even though she didn’t feel hurt, and found nothing- except a feather, tangled in her hair. “Huh,” Blue said, and then “What”. And then she swore. And that pretty much summed everything up.
(November 26, 2018 - 9:11 pm)
Lucy was sitting on her bed, fiddling with her quadratic fuctions homework when she heard people arguing inside her house. Which was odd because she was home by herself.
Half-scared, half-curious, Lucy set down the sheet of paper and wandered cautiously in the direction of the three voices. She listened in on their conversation.
"Skylar! Get off me NOW!" The voice sounded slightly feminine, and stern.
"Sor-ry! It's not like it was my fault we fell through a portal!" The second voice, presumably the one on top of the first one, cried.
"You two need to quit bickering because I'm going to suffocate underneath you," The third one sounded the most collected, but Lucy could tell that there was something they weren't showing.
Lucy followed their voices into the kitchen of her house, where she had noticed the three voices were now not on the ground piled on top of each other, but were instead getting up off the ground.
"Um . . ." Lucy began, feeling a bit scared. "Who are you? And how in the world did you get in my house?"
The three people looked at her, and she looked back. Two of them looked nearly the same, and she could only tell them apart because one looked more masculine than the other and was a couple inches taller. They had black hair and brown eyes, and the shorter one wore a galaxy-print sweater. The other girl was shorter than the other two, and had black hair and brown eyes like the other two. She had almond-shaped eyes and skin the same color as Lucy's.
The shortest girl spoke first. "I'm Skylar. I'm not one-hundred percent sure how we got here, but . . . we fell through a portal and we're looking for FountainPen. Have you seen her?"
"Wait . . . portals? FountainPen? You sound familiar," Lucy wondered out loud, confused.
"I'm First-Quarter," the shorter of the two identical people said. "And, like Skylar -- " She glared at the shorter girl, "said, we're looking for someone named FountainPen. Have you seen her?"
"I'm Lucy. And no, I haven't seen . . . wait a minute . . ." Lucy came to the realization that she herself was FountainPen, and these people weren't supposed to exist in the real life.
As she stepped forward, she noticed her feet disappearing into pixels. "What's going on?" she asked, scared. The AEs looked at each other, confused as she was, as she disappeared. Before her head vanished, Lucy cried, "I'm FountainPen!"
Then, she hit the ground with an oomph! in a place she didn't recognize. There were three other people there, but she didn't recognize them from anywhere. They did seem vaguely familiar, though.
" . . . Uh," FountainPen started for the second time that day. "Where are we?"
(November 27, 2018 - 12:26 am)
Before I start OMG SOREN YOU DO STORYBIRD TOO?!?!
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Allie sat on her bed, her fairy lights twinkling behind her. She was reading The War That Saved My Life for probably the tenth time. She finished the chapter, picked up her chromebook, and checked Youtube, Storybird, Scratch, and finally, the CB. She was drafting an RP post when she suddenly dissapeared and began falling. She finally landed, surprisingly not hurt, on the grass next to 4 other people, who each seemed familiar to her. She stood up, scared and confused. "Who are you guys?" she asked.
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Sorry it's so short, I'm at school.
(November 27, 2018 - 1:57 pm)
Well, no, but my sister does for computer class and I once made a story on her account. I should make one of my own. Ooh, maybe we could start a class for the CB?? That would be cool.
(November 27, 2018 - 6:31 pm)
ACK! I HAVEN'T POSTED MY ÆS SHEETS YET!!! SORRY!!! I thought I did. Stupid slow Internet!
Rose sat in the lounge, reading in her beanbag chair. Eww, Jackson Polluck's finger was accidently cut off?! Gross! Suddenly, a strange noise came from below.
THUNK.
Most likely Dad closing the garage door. That thing is LOUD., thought Rose.
There it was again.
THUNK.
Oh-kay, maybe not.
THUNK.
Rose quietly crept to her room, and heard muffled voices. She threw open the door and saw three strange girls in her bedroom. "Who are you? Where's Secret? Where are we?", said one with black hair. "I don't know, but I sure like it!", another said. "So do I.". "Wait, Secret? I'm Secret! Rose, Whatever." Rose felt herself pixleating, and yelled. She fell into total darkness, only to see 4 other people standing before her. Her Æs were left into her room, questioning everything that just happened.
Sorry this is short.
(November 27, 2018 - 7:32 pm)
Finally I got home! It was such a long day. Threes tests and all the boring teachers in one day.
I got to my room and sprawled out on my bed with a good book to relax for a few minutes. THe book was so good, and I began to feel sleepy. I just began when I saw a glowing green light in my closet. What the heck is that? I wondered. Cautiously I got up and walked towards it.
The light grew stronger as I walked closer. Terrified of what I might find, I slowly opened the door. Almost like a magnet, I felt something pulling closer, into the closet. Stronger and stronger. And before I knew it, I was in the closet and the door shut behind me.
Suddenly I felt a very strong wind and I was falling, falling....
Things swirling around me as I continued to fall. I brace myself for the impact when I land. I suddenly land with a jolt on a grassy place. There are a few trees around and I can see majestic city buildings in the distance. A few other people I don't know surround me. I slowly get up looking around this new place. I know I haven't been here before, but it looks very familiar.
And these people around me. I don't know them, but they all seem so familar. Where could I have met them before. What is this dream I am in?
Getting up, I said, "Where are we?"
(November 27, 2018 - 8:01 pm)
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
I turn my head, to see that 4 more people have fallen down. I study them, before getting startled when the girl with wavy brown hair asks, "Were are we?"
I look around, and see that the sun is just starting to rise. Stunning, bright colors are plastered on the sky, and the black sillouette of the trees make it all the more beautiful.
"I don't think anyone really knows. We all just fell down." I get onto my feet, and start to introduce myself. "It seems like if we're gonna get out of here, I think we'll have to work together, right?" I start to say. "My name is..." I stop for a second, blanking out on my name. "My name is Eric."
I feel the back of my pants pocket, were I keep my phone. Then I start to panic. Were is my phone? I had it in my pocket just a minute ago!
ow, sorry this is so short, I dont have a lot of time before my teacher catches me XD
(November 28, 2018 - 8:59 am)
In quick sucession, four people fell out of the sky. Blue looked up, squinting at the glare of the sun in her eyes. There didn't seem to be any others, but she couldn't be sure.
The kid in the hoodie pushed herself up. "Where are we?"
"I don't think anyone really knows," a boy said. "We just sort of all fell down." He got to his feet. "We've got to get out of here. We'll have to work together."
He paused. "Oh, and my name's A- Eric. My name is Eric."
"Get out?" Blue said. Oh, yeah. Get out. We should do that. "Why don't we... explore around first? And then sure. I can bring all my friends down!"
The girl who'd spoken before pursed her lips. "Isn't that like... the human explotion thing that books talk about? We should keep this place secret and safe."
(November 28, 2018 - 3:42 pm)
More people fall out of the sky. The girl with the hoodie asks, "Where are we?"
The boy gets up quickly and replies, "I don't think anyone really knows, we all just sort of fell down. We've got to get out of here. We'll work together."
"My name is- Eric," he adds.
"Get out?" Questions the girl next to me. " Why don't we... explore around first? And then sure. I can bring all my friends down!"
I shake my head in confusion. "Why don't we, um, introduce ourselves before we do anything? I'd like to know who I've been dropped out of the sky with."
"Good idea," says one girl. "I'm Gracia- um, Allie."
"And I'm FountainPen, Lucy," says another next to her, looking at her with a dawning expression.
"Hold up. Like, the Chatterboxers?" I ask. " 'Cause I'm Soren Infinity. Eliza."
"Wait... so we're all CBers?" asks Eric, "Because I'm Artimerrx."
"It looks like it," says the girl beside me, "I'm Blue Moon."
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(November 28, 2018 - 9:35 pm)
Trotting home in the rain, I focus my gaze on a small squirrel staying more still usal. Water splashes all over my converse smudging the sharpie doodles I made in math class. Honestly, it was shame to see them go, they were quite intracate with little fun details,lie a cat eating pizza hidden amongdt flowers, or a melting skull hiding in an ivy bush. I focused again on the squirrel, it something in it's hand, it's bright green. Oh-ohmygosh That poor thing is eating litter! I quietly approach him taking my backpack off and gently placing it down on the street, soaking it...I squat-walk toward it, now I'm only a few inches away from touching it. I touch it.
Everything goes black and my head hurts like it's been hit with a frying pan. Then I realise. I'm falling, I do the first thing that comes to my head scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" , I screech like a toddler not getting the toy they wanted at the store.
THUD.
I look around to see people conversing, a wave a relief floods over me that I'm not alone. I diecide to speak up, "Uhm..Hi? I'm Hana, Who are you guys?".
(November 29, 2018 - 1:51 pm)
“Why would we all be CBers? It really doesn’t seem like a coincidence...” As I pace around, more questions start to float in and out of my head.
I start to bite my fingernails, (or what use to be my fingernails) to their beds, without thinking. Once I realize that I’ve been doing it, I expect Sebastion to start yelling at me, but I hear nothing.
I snap back to reality as I realize that I left Sebastion in the normal world, and start to feel relieved.
But then, I hear a loud Thud.
I turn around, to see another person has fallen down. She quickly retracts, and holds her stomach as if she hurt it, and I sympathize for a second, before she asked, “U- um... who are you guys?”
“Well, first of all, I’m guessing that your a CBer, am I right? I’m Eric. Or, Artimerrx, as you may know.” I put out my hand for her to grab, and she pushes herself up.
I look around at everybody else, and say, “So... what now?”
(December 3, 2018 - 6:17 pm)
"What do you mean? I'm on Chatterbox, yes." I'm uderly confused...
"I go by HoodedMidnight. You're Artimerxx? Ack..What?."
I look around at the other kids.
"Are you Cbers too? Am I late? I missed something...I definetly missed something."
(December 4, 2018 - 12:16 pm)
I'm going to drop out. Again. I apologize.
(December 4, 2018 - 3:58 pm)
I know I'm rather late, but... you don't suppose I could join now, do you? Also, @Blue Moon, would you mind taking a look at the original Poetry Contest thread? I believe you're needed. Also you might just have won.
(December 4, 2018 - 2:52 pm)