LONGEST THREAD EVER!!!!!

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LONGEST THREAD EVER!!!!!

LONGEST THREAD EVER!!!!!

The longest thread EVER has been found! It is that game "Last To Post Wins" with FIVE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN POSTS!!!!! 

The longest thread in the first 10 pages of the Inkwell is.....(drumroll please!)

Magic RP with THREEE HUNDERED AND SEVENTY NINE POSTS!!!! 

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(November 18, 2015 - 4:09 pm)

More CB life (dedicated to the life and comments of the LtE)

Leaving the funeral later and feeling thoroughly depressed, I simply needed something to cheer myself up.

I headed to The Spanish Galleon (I believe that was what it was called?) later and demanded a butterbeer imported. 

A group of CBers had gathered at the entrance, writing on brochures and doodling on pamphlets as they grouped into my booth, chattering and trying to cheer what little of their group had gone to the funeral up.

"What did the AE say to make the other AE go away?" One calls. "You're most im-pier-tinent!" 

"Guys..." I start to say.

"I die when I drink and grow when I eat, what am I!?" "Fire!"

I quietly excused myself from the booth.

Maybe I could enjoy myself on a broomstick ride. 

submitted by Icy
(May 10, 2017 - 7:19 pm)

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(May 23, 2017 - 10:31 am)

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submitted by Top, age Poke, Nudge
(May 23, 2017 - 10:33 am)

Please don't post random things. If we want this to be longer than all the other threads, we have to post meaningful things, so that we actually work to make it longer. That is also nicer to the makers of the other long threads, because their threads are long because people liked them and kept writing on them.

I suggest starting a RR. Actually, what if we made it an ACG RR, where each post starts with the next letter? This was not my idea, there was one a while ago, but I can't remember who made it. 

Always remember to check for cats before you get on the trampoline.

submitted by Crookshanks, age 2nd year, Hogsmeade
(May 23, 2017 - 11:18 am)

Can I sing?

Whatever.

With our backs to the wall, darkness will fall, we never quite thought we would lose it all.  Ready aim, fire, ready, aim, fire! 

Ready, Aim, Fire, by Imagine Dragons 

submitted by Lucy B., age 12, California
(May 23, 2017 - 11:30 am)

RECLAIM THE LTE!

But guys. Don't create a rivalry between the LTE and the Art Thread--remember what happened with the Some pictures I... and the LTE? Basically a mini-war.

But, all the same--RECLAIM THE LTE! 

submitted by Leafpool
(May 23, 2017 - 1:14 pm)

Me es topping. Me es topping so good. Me es also not saying 'es' right, but who cares?

submitted by Embers in the Ashes
(May 23, 2017 - 5:08 pm)

The art posting thread on Pudding's Place has 1754, as of this posting.

submitted by FYI, Info Central
(May 23, 2017 - 6:41 pm)

Just a piece of writing from a promt. A bit darker than I intended, but... Anyways, tell me what you think.

The Midnight Scream  

It was bloodcurdling! It was terrifying! It brought chillbumps to all in the neighborhood! It was midnight... 

No more than half an hour before, K.C. Caurthers, a magician having yet to make his name known to the world, was preforming to an imaginary crowd on an imaginary stage with what you would think to be imaginary tricks. But we're they, in fact, imaginary? No reader, they were not. 

"And now," K.C. Caurthers announced. "Who would like to volunteer for my famous card trick?!" Cries of delight rose from the imaginary crowd, and many raised their hands. "You there!" He called to an imaginary boy, who then pointed to himself and mouthed 

"Me?"

"Yes, you! Come up here!" He waited as the nonexistent boy climbed up on his "stage" which was really a couple of cardboard boxes in an alleyway. He preformed the card trick with ease, and was starting to call up volunteers for teleporting to a location on a treasure map, when a voice that was not-so-imaginary called out.

"Excuse me." K.C. jumped in surprise. A girl was smirking at him from the other end of the alley. 

"K.C. Caurthers, I'm to assume."

"You've heard of my fame?" K.C. said, narrowing his eyes. Reader, you must imagine how unusual it is for random people wandering the alleys to know your name. Honestly, it's positively unnerving! 

The girl laughed, a noise harsh and chilling. "Yeah right. There's a reason why you're preforming in the middle of a garbage dump amateur."

"Who are you calling amateur?" He growled.

"Why, let me think." the girl mocked, pretending to consider. "I think it's you!" On that last word she took a step closer, out of the shadows, and K.C. Caurthers could see that, like him, she wore a long cape and the air fizzed around her. "Now, now. Let's not make a mountain out of a molehill, but I'm the magician in this town. We don't need another."

"Oh really? I haven't even seen you preform a single magic trick." Now reader, you surely have heard of the great Avery Carter? No?! Well then, I'll tell you. Avery Carter is the youngest magician to nearly best Eric Werpose, the top spell caster. And it was that same Avery Carter standing in the alleyway that hosted K.C. Caurthers's imaginary performance. 

"Oh," laughed Avery again, and reader, you must remember that he did not know who she was. "that's not a problem at all!" She flicked her wrist casually and the shadows that had once concealed her swirled through the air and formed the figure of a man, who then edged toward K.C. looking ready to pick a fight. "Allow me to introduce myself. Avery Carter, at your service." She said with a sweeping bow. The shadows dispersed and returned to their natural state. 

K.C. Caurthers stared. "The Avery Carter, hmm? I thought you were a man!" 

Avery snorted in disgust. "Why does everyone assume that? No, numbskull, I'm clearly a woman. And you're on my turf!"

A remarkable change happened then, reader. K.C.'s expression turned into a malicious smile. "No," he said coldly. "I believe this place is now mine." He pulled out a root beer bottle, shouted "Hexus inlaqueaverunt meam!", and then twisted open the cap. The smirk on Avery's face disappeared, as well as the color. She let loose that blood curling scream. And then, Avery's essence was trapped in the root beer bottle.

submitted by unsuspectingstrytllr
(May 23, 2017 - 5:04 pm)

Strange, whimsical, magical, and scary at the same time. *shivers* 

Really good, though! 

submitted by Icy ❄, age 12!!!, The Forest
(May 24, 2017 - 12:17 pm)

Gracias

submitted by unsuspectingstrytllr
(May 24, 2017 - 4:22 pm)

Has anyone read The Doldrums, by Nicholas Gannon? It is very good. I love the illustrations too.

submitted by Crookshanks, age 2nd year, Hogsmeade
(May 24, 2017 - 11:34 am)

No,  I haven't! It sounds interesting, what's it about?

submitted by Icy
(May 24, 2017 - 3:18 pm)

It's about a boy who's grandparents were explorers, and they got stuck on an iceberg, and no one has heard from them. He has always wanted to follow in their footsteps, and rescue them, but his parents don't want him to. Then he meets his next-door neighbor, who also wants to explore, and they become friends. There is lots of adventure, including inflating life boats as shields against tigers. I read this a while ago, so my memory is a bit foggy, but it is very good, and you should definitely read it! 

submitted by Crookshanks, age 2nd year, Hogsmeade
(May 24, 2017 - 7:35 pm)

To The Top!

submitted by Topun
(May 24, 2017 - 8:14 pm)