Season Tale Writer, are you Gared? 

This is creepy. I've never done one of these before, so I'm tempted to join, but I really don't want to die. 

Neither do I. 

I wasn't actually going to invite you, Style.

What?! On a really strange, creepy, and mysterious journey that most of us will probably die on? You must be crazy! I love this sort of thing!

Umm, ya. Did not know know that 

WHAT!? You've known me for approximately 4 minutes, and you don't know. Dissapointing.      Fine. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. What's my favorite color.  

Uhhh.... Purple?

NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S PINKBLUEREDORANGEYELLOWGREENPURPLEAQUAGRAY!!!!!!!           A MIX OF ALL MY FAVORITE COLORS (actually all of the colors, but anyway) YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS!!!!!!!!!!

Ok...... I'm just gonna stop talking to you now. 

So, I've heard all about these AEs, now I'm trying one out. But I'm afraid I'm stuck with Style for good or bad.

But she has convinced me. If I can still join, I definitely will.

Good idea.

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Name: Starbringer

Bringing: Style is my backup. She's agreed to wait at the hq and watch everything from satellite.  So it's just me for now. 

Whoa, good one! Even if you did get my name wrong. But then again, my name is as long as is can be. Anyway, sorry that I thought it was an Rp.

BTW are you Leafpool? Leafpool hosted a story contest and everyone in it was undercover.

~Part 5~

Esthelle, Moonlight, Season Tale Writer, Gared, Little Reader, STORYTELL, Claaws, Noon, Dragon, Chinchilla, Brookeira, Booksy, September. That's who was left. (Tell me if this is correct or not. I might have missed a few.) Gared shuffled his MTG cards again, quietly listening to the shuffle. Little Reader quietly sat next to him after a moment of silence and the noise of cards shuffling.

"Hey, I know you and Cho were close." Little Reader said akwardly. Gared remained silent. "I just... Daisy was like a big sister to me. I know what you're going through." Little Reader said. "Icy was a good friend." Brookeira called from across the hall. "Kestrel sacrificed herself for me." Esthelle added. "Bolton made Beth and Daisy happy." DRAGON said. "I don't really care about them." Noon said, and was promptly ignored.

"Icy was so fun to write with on Kyngdom." Claaws sobbed. "Wordsy was funny, and sometimes annoying, but still a friend." Booksy sobbed. September and Chinchilla sobbed in eachother's arms. "Cho was such a good star wars fangirl.." Chinchilla sobbed. "And--" September started to say. Gared got up and left at Cho's name. He just couldn't take it. All he could hear was the wind whistling through the halls of the ice castle.

And suddenly, a shadowy figure dropped in front of him. Daisy's last words, the strange shape on the back of the murderer's cloak, one death that made no sense and could have been easily prevented. It all clicked, and then he saw her face. "Kestrel?!" 

What?!

Noooooooo!

I... Have... Been... Shipped...

My character is expiriencng emotions that are not anger, sarcasm, annoyance, smug correction, and happieness!

Ahhhhhhh!

Tale Teller, are you

Scylla

Brookeria

Novelist

Inktail? 

~Part 6? 7? We'll say 7.~

Kestrel grabbed Gared by the wrist. "Clever, aren't you?" she hissed. "After Daisy's death confirmed that it was someone who was supposed to be dead, of course...I knew you would think it was me. You were the only one who SAW the back of my cloak. And noted that the window was open in the room where Daisy dissapeared, with the message written in blood." There was an expression of pure delight on her face as she smiled. Gared grabbed his longsword.

And then...footsteps were heard down the hall. Kestel's eyes widened, and she kicked open a trapdoor. "Get down!" She whispered, shoving Gared in and then diving in herself.

They started a freefall down a slimy, small, dangerous gray stone chute. Kestrel sprouted her feathered kestrel wings and grabbed on to Gared. He contemplated killing her and destroying the murderer and himself, but there was time for heroics later.

They freefell down the chute for a few minutes, before Kestrel brought him into a glide into a huge, cavernous tunnel. And beneath them--was that giant snakeskin? He shuddered and stared at the slimy stone walls...and then they went down, and just as suddenly as it started, it was over. She set him down gently.

He backed up, hopefully blocking any attack that she would make with his shield. "Gared, I'm not here to hurt you." She said with the softness of a baby lamb's wool. "What would stop you from killing me like you killed the others!?" He yelled angrily. "Gared..." She said softly. "Gared, they're not dead. Nobody ever saw anybody's bodies."