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Ah, the Pageborn. People born from words, from the ink that slowly dripped off quills or the scratchings of graphite on paper. Not many Pageborns exist; in fact, many of them look like normal people and mingle. But there are three rules that Pageborns must always follow:
One: They must always keep their locket on.
Two: They must never reveal their secret.
Three: They must never fall in love.
Unfortunately, there are so few Pageborns now, as writing on screens becomes more and more popular. Only one on earth know of her true identity. As of today, there are only five on earth.
The rules are forgotten. If they remove their locket, they will die.
If they find out and reveal their secret, they will die.
And if they fall in love, the consequences will be far, far worse.
Okay, so after the dramatic intro, there are a few details.
Pageborns are not, say, Harry Potter. They do not know where they come from (like, what story/poem they came out of.) Also, please suggest consequences for what will happen if they fall in love!!!!!
Note: Please make up the characters... I will bend these rules a little myself, you'll see. Sorry. Basically, the Pageborns who are aware of their true identity set out to find the others.
NO MORE THAN FIVE PEOPLE. ONE CHARRIE PER PERSON.
Unless, if you really want to join but there are already five peeps, give me five good reasons why you should join and make your charrie a normal person, possibly a love interest.
Name: Lenore. She says her last name is Coalice (pronounced Coal-ice) but she really doesn't have a last name.
Age: 15 (this is all of our charrie's ages)
Personality: Incredibly smart, quiet, literary. Good with birds, marine life, and daggers. Likes the cold.
Appearance: (NOTE: ALL PAGEBORNS HAVE A BLACK HIGHLIGHT IN THEIR HAIR): Dark blonde hair with a black highlight, very pale, shocking green eyes.
(I KNOW, she's based on the poem "The Raven." but I made up her personality and stuff.)
Locket appearance: Amethyst and ebony with silver. It looks like a purple-winged raven trapped in ice (thin silver).
Powers the locket gives her: She can summon birds and has telekinesis (I dunno, seems gothic).
FINAL NOTE: No elemental control like water, earth, fire, or air.
submitted by Brookeira
(June 15, 2015 - 7:09 pm)
(June 15, 2015 - 7:09 pm)
Lenore-
"I'll take you to the Ricefield border. It's safe-"
I hear a growl, and not Alex's.
"Shhh..." I say.
The deafening silence is shattered-literally. The glass of the smithy shatters and a huge black dog runs in, snarling.
I push Ben, the one that interests me, against the wall and step forward. "What is t?" I say to it.
"The Black One is rising," it hisses.
(June 22, 2015 - 10:43 pm)
Sorry I haven't posted at all!
Herb~
Every evening, I like to take a walk. Today was particularly hard on me, what with school and people at school, so the walk is refreshing. I walk through the woods in my backyard and come out on the other side on a quiet road. I walk past stately three-story houses made of brick, and keep going untill I reach the mansions, as if the other houses on the street aren't big enough. These houses have magnifecent courtyards, and probably hired gardeners to tend to them. I walk past them almost every night, but have never actually seen anyone there, in the garden or otherwise. Tonight is different. I have a habit of looking up when I walk, and as I look up, I see a girl with long blond hair leaning out of a third-story window! The ground below her is soft looking and grassy, but she could fall...
What am I doing worrying? I worry a lot, but that doesn't mean I have to worry about every random girl I meet!
She leans out farther. "Hello?"
(June 21, 2015 - 7:56 pm)
Quinn~
"Oh, thank you!" I say with a big grin. Then my eyes widen as a question pops into my head. "Do I need anything?"
"Uh...some money? And maybe some clothes?" says the girl who agreed to let me come. The one I owe.
"Okay....I'll meet you at the edge of the forest...in an hour?"
"Uh...sure."
The green-eyed girl glares at me and adds, "And we won't wait."
I stare back at her then nod. Without a word they leave, and I grab my lunch. Suddenly I feel queasy and gulp. "Son, what are you doing?" Da asks.
"Uh...I'm...not feeling so good."
He stares at me for a little longer then pats me on the back. "Get better and come back tomorrow. I WILL see you then."
"Yeah..." I gulp and hurry out the door.
(June 23, 2015 - 4:13 pm)
~Emma~
"Hello?" I ask, a little startled to see someone else my age on the street, which is mainly inhabiteted by middle-aged people wyo barely ever come outside.
"You-you probably shouldn't lean out of the window that far," he says, looking up I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.
"I'll be fine," I insist, a mere second before I tumble head first out of the window.
The ground rushes to meet me, and the boy runs to my side.
"Are you all right?" he asks, and I nod, getting up. I dust off my nightgown self-consciously, and the boy's gaze falls to my hair.
"What's the black streak?" he asks.
STORY INTERRUPTION SO I DO SOMETHING I CAN'T RESIST.
"I was born with it," I explain. "Although when I was little I dreamt I was kissed by a troll."
STORY INTERRUPTION OVER
"I was born with it," I explain, glancing at the ground. He nods, and I open my mouth to say my name, but before I can, a black, giant wolf runs towards me, with four kids racing after it...
(June 23, 2015 - 8:26 pm)
Sorry I haven't posted guys!
Ben-
I stared at the massive black brute of a dog that had just crashed clean through a window.
Leonore stepped forward. "Who are you?"
"I have come to deliver a message to the pageborns," it growled.
"Pageborns? That's an interesting term for us. All right then, what is it?" I asked.
"The Dark Master is coming." At hearing that name, I felt a strange rush of fear.
"Who is the Dark Master, exactly?" asked Lu.
" He is the last surviving pageborn wizard."
(June 23, 2015 - 11:21 pm)
Herb~
I pull the girl up by her hand, and turn to face the group that has just run across the lawn.
"Why is he here?" asks a girl at the front.
"Wh-who? Me?" I stammer.
"Yes, you. Why are you here?"
"I-I didn't kn-know I wasn't supposed to be."
"More importantly, you shouldn't be with her."
The girl from the window shoots a glare at the group. "Who are you, anyway?"
"We can only tell you that if he leaves."
"Um, alright." I start to back away.
But then the girl asks me, "Before you go-what's your name?"
"Uh...Herb."
"I'm Emma," she says sweetly.
"Will you, uh, be here tomorrow?"
"Probably." She smiles shyly.
"OK, um-"
"No time for your stupid pratter. Go!" Shouts the girl who I now realize must be the leader of the group. I give a terrified look and run off.
I think I'll walk back there tomorrow night.
(June 24, 2015 - 12:34 pm)
Alexandra~
As soon as the boy is out of sight, Lenore starts explaining to Emma what she explained to Ben and Lu and me.
"That wolf was werid. Really weird," l say to Ben.
"It was odd, and rather unexpected, but it did warn us."
"l wonder why Adirr didn't attack it," l muse. Ben shruggs. "Who knows?"
l walk over to Lenore. "Remember, we've got to go to the forest's edge soon. If we want be be in time we better leave now."
(June 24, 2015 - 3:08 pm)
~Emma~
I nod, not quite sure why I'm taking this so well. It all just seems to make sense--my adoption, my unhidable hair streak, my locket. But there's one thing I just can't get over. So I ask.
"But why can't we fall in love? And why can't we take off our lockets?" I ask. The never-revealing-yourself part makes sense to me, but not the other two. Leonore takes a deep breath, weighing two options in her mind. Does she tell me? Or does she not?
"Look, we are a much more anceint people than you realize," she begins. "The laws are sacred, part of who we are. If we remove our lockets or reveal ourselves, we'll die. And if we fall in love..." She shakes her head, and my mind races at the prospect of something so horrible as to be unspeakable. All I can manage is a small "Oh."
"Should we take her with us?" asks the owner of the dog, as if I'm not standing right in front of her.
(June 24, 2015 - 3:54 pm)
Lenore-
"By the ancient laws we have to," I say. Blast! We've lost sight of the wolf.
"Pageborn wizard... Pageborn... OH!" I give a gasp of shock. "He has our powers. All of them. I remember those from my lessons when there were other Pageborns."
"What happened?" asks Ben.
"N-nothing." I say, blinking back rare tears.
I run into the woods and wave for them to follow me. "We're going north," I say, "to the wisest Selricron I know of. The north is known for wisdom."
"Selricron?"
"Fae, very wise."
"FAIRIES?"
"Yes, now hurry up!"
Ben falls in stride with me. "What happened?" he whispers, "to the other Pageborns? Why..."
"They're gone, okay? They died when someone came to this town in the night and killed them..." I blink back all but a single tear, "and my father. I don't know if he was really my father, but he was a Pageborn and..." I can't bring myself to tell him that my father was one of the last Pageborn wizards. I storm ahead, choking back a sob.
"Hey, wait," he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me back.
I shake my head. "Let go," I say with fluent coldness, "I'm fine."
(June 24, 2015 - 5:41 pm)
Quinn~
I had grabbed my knife, and some good boots. Along with a light jacket. I stand at the meeting place when they arrive, a new person in tow. They look tired, as if they just finished running a race. Maybe they did. I stare at them, suddenly feeling really out of place. Alexandra, not Alex, as she had told me, grabs my arm and jerks me toward the group. She lets go and we start walking without a word. I eye the irregular group and keep walking. My mind wanders as I come up with his funny idea. Maybe the people with black streaks are part of a cult and I'm some sort of sacrifice. At least that is probably what we look like. I gulp and glance at the green eyes girl. She has a look around her that intimidates me. I stand slightly taller, not wanting to show it.
(June 24, 2015 - 10:18 pm)
Herb~
It is very hot at night. I can't sleep. I open my bedroom window to try and coax some cool air in. I pause at the window for a second, looking at the eerie woods and shadows of trees. Suddenly, a few figures burst from the woods. I gasp. It's the odd group who I met just a few hours ago! By golly, they have that Emma girl, too! The creep slowly onto my lawn.
"Shh," hushes the leader. I lean my head out of the window to get a better look at them. My curiosity takes the better of me sometimes.
Emma looks up and sees me. "Hey!" she says. "Who's the one leaning out of a window now?"
"Hush, Emma!" says the leader.
"Lenore, it's OK. He's friendly, see?" I give a little wave.
"He's friendly, but we are on a mission. And he can't know about it." She says 'it' with extra emphasis, as if it has some huge meaning tangible only to that group.
"Could you, uh, please leave the yard?" I stutter. It's not the first time I sound really stupid. Oh, well.
Emma replies, "Yeah. We will. Good night, Herb."
"Night."
Boy, what a strange girl to be wandering outside with other strange people at half past ten. Come to think of it, the strange people all have pitch black streaks in their hair, like her...
(June 25, 2015 - 7:04 pm)
~Emma~
Leonore glares at me, but then there's a flicker of realization in her eyes.
"Emma, do you know Herb?" she asks cautiously.
"What?! Um, no! I mean, we just met last night, when you guys found me, so I only know his name and-"
"EMMA! You can't, fall, in, love!" Leonore shout so.
"Well then how do I stop myself?" I ask angrily. Leonore doesn't answer. Instead she begins to pace.
"You've started falling in love and she's almost had her necklace removed and he'll probably reveal himself before we know it, with the way my luck's going," she says in rhythm with her pacing.
(June 26, 2015 - 8:58 am)
Alexandra~
"Oh, calm down Lenore," l call to her. "We'll be alright. As for you," l say, turning to Emma. "You know what she said. Don't see this boy of yours anymore. You can't fall in love. It's that serious."
"l know," says Emma, looking a bit sheepish. "It's just--l don't know how to explain it." "It's alright--" An unearthly noise pierces the air.
In five seconds flat, l have morphed into a wolf and am galloping off in the direction of the sound.
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Cyclone says pick. A real word!
(June 26, 2015 - 9:42 pm)
Okay..so Quinn is with you guys if you didn't catch that. You jut kinda seem to be avoiding him. If you don't want him there let me know!!
(June 27, 2015 - 12:26 am)
Sorry! l forgot.
Let's say Alexandra didn't turn into a wolf before running after the sound.
(June 27, 2015 - 5:30 pm)