Sorry it is so long, I had a lot to write.

@Abigail- Anyone can use Margot and Schyll.

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Awesome! I'll post sometime soon.

TARDISrider~

I dash into the library and hear a lock click behind me. I slam my head against the nearest bookshelf. I. Am. Stupid. Any superhero agency knows it is fooloish to shut oneself in a wardrobe! That goes for anything else too. Oh, well. I stroll deeper in to the library, forcing myself to focus. I tap at my earpeice, which is full of static. Irritated, I glance the map of Inkwell Library, which is so big you need a ma punless you want to be stuck in the cafeteria for ten days (that's happened to me before) and set off for the control room. The Libaries of the Six Systems are the centers of the systems, Down to Earth, Inkwell, Pudding's Place, This Month, Chirp at Cricket, and Blab About Books. I think there's something even more important, even more central to the Chatterbox than the Libraries, but I can't figure out what it is. Out of nowhere, Ookz jumps into my arms. 

"Ookz!" I cry. "What- How'd you get in here?"

"Crtc! Abdk! Crtc! Abdk!"

"Was Critic A abducted?" Ookz nods eagerly, relived to be understood. "What happened?"

"Ndle, pepl, vann, away, twrd pupl." I take that to mean thst Critic was drugged, taken by people into a van, towards Pudding's Place.

"Well, sorry, but we're locked in here." I glance around. "And alone." Ookz shakes her head.

"Jrvs."

"Jarvis?"

"Yeep." She leaps out of my arms and begins dashing down the aisles. I follow quickly. I slow as I see a rune on the wall, glowing brighter than the rest. I get a bad feeling about it, but I walk towards it anyways. Ookz halts and bounces impatiently.

"What?" She demands. I shake my head, unsure.

"This... this is one of the Crowd Sorcery runes. Why is this glowing brighter?" Ookz gestures anxiously down the hall to the control room.

"Mabe ansr ther?" I turn out of my trance and follow her down the hallway. Inside the room, I find Jarvis staring at a familiar looking girl.

"Fable Thatcher?" He gasps.

Oh, gravy biscuits.

Abigail~

I massage my head as I walk back toward our cave. This has been way to much. I wonder what A will think about all this. Imagine my surprise when I walk into the cave. The furniture has been tossed everywhere, Ookz and Critic A are nowhere to be seen, and Feather is standing in the midst of everything, staring at the Inkwell library.

"Feather?" I ask. "Uh, where's Critic A? and Ookz?"

"They ran into the library..." 

"Wha-?" Suddenly something sinks in. "Oh god, I've got to find them!" I dash down the street and to the library. I am about to run up to the door when I hear a buzzing in my ear. I whip around and find myself face to face with- A Wi-Fly.

"What do you think you're doing?" It drawls angrily. 

"I'm looking for my friends!" I yell at it. "They are in THERE!" The Wi-Fly pales. "All right," it agrees. "I'll open it up for you." The key turns in the lock and I run in. Where is everybody? 

"CRITC A! OOKZ!" I call. No reply. What's going on? I walk deeper in the stacks. It's dark in here, except for a mild glowing off the walls. 

Suddenly I bump into TARDISrider, who is holding Ookz. 

"THANK GOODNESS!" we both gasp. I grab Ookz. "Where's A?" I ask the wrigging ball of fuzz. 

"Crtc, abdk." 

"He means Critic A was abducted." 

"WHAT? By WHO?"

"I have no idea, and I don't think your CAPTCHA has either."  

There is a rumbling and we turn to look at the stacks. A thread falls of the shelf and pops open. A person jumps out of it. Another thread plops to the ground, and people I've enver seen before leap out. 

"Wait a second..." TARDISrider gasps. "The characters from the RPs and everything—Are escaping into Chatterbox City!"

"And perhaps, elsehwhere." Jarvis emerges, pointing at a girl. "This is Fable Thatcher, from Crowd Sorcery."  

I walk towards the library, still brandishing my driftwood and muttering under my breath. I call upon the forces of clean underwear and sad puppy dog eyes to help me figure out what's going on. A clean pair of pink polka dotted underwear  and a puppy with huge eyes land next to me. Thank you I say to no one in particular, scooping up the puppy and the underpants in my arms and boldly stepping up to the library. My awesomeness is cut short though, by a wi-fly tapping on my head annoyingly.

"Whatya think yer doin!" he shouts in a southern accent.

"Ummmm weeeelllll...... I was wondering.....Since you're so smart and amazing..... Do you think you could tell me why the library is closed?" I ask, trying to  get him to let me in.

"Well, I'm really not s'posed to... Umm.... Well.... Ummmm....."

"You wouldn't just leave a cute little girl standing here, would you? Not in such dangerous times?"

"Well alright.  Fine. Here ya go," he says finally. 

He opens the door to the weirdest sight. I see Abigail S, her captcha, (who's blubber blabbering a bunch of nonsense) TARDISrider, and a girl with long brown hair and a tattered purple dress. 

"Fable Thatcher?" I ask awestruck.

"Yep," TARDISrider replies. "Now tell me, why are you holding a puppy and some underwear?" 

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? 

~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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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?  

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.