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Hi peeps! This is my first time submitting something here at the Chatterbox, although I've had Cricket for a few years. So... I have this story idea about some birds in a dystopian future. One of them, Chestnut, a chickadee, decides one day to see what's going on in the human city and causing all the waste and chemicals to end up in the forest. As she is spying, her friend Twilight, a nuthatch, comes along with her. What they see is that humans are experimenting on animals with strange chemicals. As Chestnut and Twilight are about to leave, they get captured and go into an illusion. But how do they get out of the illusion? Tell me what you peeps think, and suggestions would help. Thanks! 
submitted by Kyra G. , age 12, Nanuet, NY
(September 5, 2013 - 10:09 am)
(September 5, 2013 - 10:09 am)
Hi new peep! I think that's a nice story idea, Kyra. And welcome to the Chatterbox!
I am the peep with the movie obsession, and a solid knowledge of L. Frank Baum's mythology. So if you have a question about an Oz book, written by Baum, no one else will know or care. So ask me!
If you have a question about the Chatterbox... most of the frequenters here will know, though whether they will care is another question entirely. The Admins, who read and approve all our comments before they go up, will also likely both know and care. They're nice people, though I dislike the fact that thwy use no names on the CB. If they weren't so nameless/faceless, it might be easier for me to talk to them sometimes.
Enjoy the Chatterbox!
(September 5, 2013 - 11:05 am)
Thanks Joe the Stickfiddler! Had to wait awhile to see your comment. (changing my nickname to Moss) I have an obsession of birds! At least in North America. I'm very good with ornithology (the study of birds) so that's partially why I came up with this idea.
(September 5, 2013 - 12:53 pm)
I'm think I'm going to be going as Moss on here instead of my name, Kyra. Since in many places I am known as Moss...
(September 5, 2013 - 11:50 am)
Ok so here's a sample of the story (hope this doesn't post twice)
The leaves were falling off the trees in the woods, one by one. Squirrels and chipmunks gathered and buried their nuts in the ground. Willow trees and totter-grasses nodded in the wind, as if whispering to each other. Woodpeckers and flickers pecked at the bark of trees, making an echoing drumming sound. Doves hooted, while red-winged blackbirds sung their blaring song. Pines trees swayed, letting the sharp scent of their needles fill the air. Mallard ducks, Canada geese, and mute swans waded in a lake, enjoying themselves. One bird, a chickadee, was overlooking all this with a sad sort of happiness. Every other place was polluated and unfit to live in. The chickadee sighed as she took it all in, the pine tree scent, the bird songs... This was the last safe place on Earth, and the only one she had ever known.
(September 5, 2013 - 2:10 pm)
She didn't want to see all of it go. Just cease to exist, like many other forests had. Like her oak tree where she and her family had lived. She was going to help keep this forest bristling with life as it always had. She was going to go to the human city, where all the chemicals and waste came from. Where the humans had caused all the havoc. The chickadee had already seen signs of some chemicals in the forest. Some unnatural green in the water supply. The leaves on a few trees turning brown, even though it was the start of Summer. The animals in the forest tried to ignore it, or get distracted with something else. The chickadee, it seemed, was the only one accepting the truth. But she was going to try and stop it. The humans weren't going to take her home. They took her family, but they couldn't take her home, not ever.
(Admin, just to make sure, is this appropriate? Because it's set in a dystopian future, but not like the Hunger Games or Divergent. It's not going to be violent like either.)
Yes, it's fine.
(September 5, 2013 - 5:31 pm)
She looked up at the seemingly never ending sky, and loosened talons on the birch branch she was perched on. She loved flying in the sky. It made her feel so serene, so free. The sky was a fiery orange now, along with a tint of fading yellow. The sun was on the horizon like half a round ball. It was a beautiful day.
Tears swelled up in her beady, black eyes. If only she could share this day with her family. The chickadee blinked them away as fast as she could, hoping no one heard her whimper lightly. She shouldn't cry! She was supposed to strong, not a cry baby! Holding back tears, she flew for awhile and landed on a larch after a bit. In the corner of her eye, a flutter of bluish-gray feathers was in the bramble bushes. Sighing, she said,
"Twilight, I know it's you. You make yourself obvious way too easily."
Out of the bushes came a nuthatch with bluish-gray feathers and some cinnamon. "Do I really make myself that obvious, Chestnut?"
"Yes, you do," Chestnut said, rolling her eyes in a teasing manner. "You really need to work on it. Um, why did you follow me?"
"I was worried about you! I didn't want you to get lost, and plus, that was a stupid move, going out alone like that," Twilight said matter-of-factly. "Where are you going anyway?"
(September 6, 2013 - 6:12 pm)
Also peeps... tell me if I'm doing this right. Like if this is allowed or what I should do...
(September 5, 2013 - 7:08 pm)
HELP, ANOTHER KYRA. HOW DO YOU PRONOUNCE YOUR NAME
Also your idea sounds awesome, just saying.
(September 5, 2013 - 7:29 pm)
I knew someone would ask... it's pronounced Kear-ah. Rhymes with Near (ah). Hope that helps. :)
(September 5, 2013 - 9:39 pm)
Forgot to mention... you can add your own bird if you want! Once again, tell me if I'm doing this right...
(September 5, 2013 - 7:33 pm)
Hi Moss, welcome to the CB! I'm Blonde Heroines Rule, a Percy Jackson fangirl, general romance detester, and nutcase extrordinaire! Don't worry, your doing just fine! I was REALLY unsure of myself when I started on here, since overall, I'm not overflowing with self confidence. But trust me, you'll settle in soon. You've just got to find your style.
So your into birds? That's cool! I studied birds a bit in science several years ago, and actually really enjoyed it! We've all here got our random passions and interests (besides books and writing), for instance, mine is history. I'm a HUGE history geek, especially American history. Some of my fave periods are the american revolution, the pioneer days (like Laura Ingles Wilder and Kirsten(if you know American Girl), and WWI and WWII I find really interesting! (okay, sorry, geeky rant over).
There can be multiple ways they could get out. It depends on their circumstances. How exactly were they put into the illusion? What's their environment while in the illusion? What causes the illusion (ie gas, injection, etc)?
But for now, here are some ideas; They're rescued (I know, the obvious), there's someone who actually cares what happens to them (again, a rescuer, but not necessarily a known ally), something goes wrong with what originally caused the illusion, or something happens that mentally jars them to reality. Those are probably ones you've already thought of, but there ya go.
But anyways, welcome to the CB! Definitely don't be worried about writing the wrong thing. If it's innapropriate (though I doubt you write anything like that) the Admins will let you know. They're awesome! And don't be afraid to ask about things! Believe me, you're not the only one to ask. I hope you hang around, it's really fun! Best writing wishes!
(September 5, 2013 - 9:23 pm)
Blonde Heroines Rule, yep birds are my thing :) One time in science we were talking about a warbler, and I had my bird book. The science teacher didn't know what a warbler was, and I said it was a type of small bird, and that one was a yellow warbler. People just stared at me like I was genius. And I saw a... you know what, I could go on forever with identifying birds.
I like American history too, but I'm more into Greece (B.C.) and English history (1500-1700). Ok, I don't know much on English history, but I'm working on it.
They're going to get in the illusion with some liquid the humans spray at them, and they fall into a coma. And the rescuer is going to be an ordinary girl who's uncle caused all of the chemicals and waste in the first place, and she hates him for that. (haven't thought up a name for her yet). Once again, you add your own bird, even human if you want to the story. It's not going to be a RP, I don't think.
Yep, I'll be around! I like the CB already! You guys are so nice and helpful! :)
(September 6, 2013 - 8:49 am)
Whoa.... THERE ARE THREE KYRAS!!! Jess, you, and my sister, who goes by Melody!
MELODY IS SAYING THIS IS ODD!!!!
Anyway, welcome!
(September 6, 2013 - 6:59 pm)
There's three of us now? (I'm another Kyra.) What are the odds to have three of us pronouncing it on the CB? I didn't know there were so many of us!
(September 6, 2013 - 7:22 pm)
How do you pronounce your name? I pronounce it like Kear-ah, not Ky-ra.
(September 6, 2013 - 7:47 pm)