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Brrring! Brrrrrring! The
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Brrring! Brrrrrring! The
Brrring! Brrrrrring! The old-fashioned phone fairly jumped off the table with excitement.
"Hold your horses!" A tall, athletic girl with a long blonde ponytail called, gathering the phone and cord up into her hands.
"Yellow?" She asked brightly.
"Tonia? Is that you?" A soft, eerie voice asked.
"Ye-yeah!" Answered the girl, a bit shakily, "Hold on a second." Then her voice grew muffled to the mysterious caller as she turned her mouth away and yelled: "JARREN! GET DOWN HERE!" To some other personage.
"Okay, what was that?" The girl asked sweetly, coming back to the phone.
"There's been a disappearance."
"A..." stuttered Tonia, "disappearance?"
"And there will be more than one if you don't listen, you insolent little girl!" Tonia's mouth snapped shut.
"Now, as I was saying, there has been a disappearance, I won't tell you whom or how or when, but I want you to find the missing agent. I will give you one clue: 'harpshicord.' That is all," continued the voice.
"What!" Squeeked Tonia, "but that's impossible!"
"You will not be doing it alone. I have incorporated the help of some very highly respected detectives. They call themselves...The Chatterboxers. Cybers or See-Bee-ers for short. There are more clues than you think there are. You have 2 months. No more, no less. Goodbye." And the line went dead. Tonia clicked through the caller-ID. The last call it reported had been from her brother, Jarren, who had called her house yesterday evening after school. It was as if the mysterious call had never taken place. But it had.
"J-J-Jarren?" She called shakily, looking around for her big brother.
"Right here," he said, more gently than usual, "I heard everything." Tonia swallowed, then whispered: "You know we can't disobey The Agent." In responce, Jarren nodded seriously.
"I guess we'd better find these folks that call themselves 'The Chatterboxers.' "
"This...this is impossible though! No information. Absolutely none. Jarren..." Tonia moaned.
"Stop whining, Sis, this is a life or death situation," her brother responded, clasping her hand in his. And at that wonderful, bonding moment, what appeared to be a pie slammed against their window. And then, exactly 3/4 of a second later, the doorbell rang. The Chatterboxers had arrived.
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Welcome to the serious/silly world of secret angents and pies. Oops, I meant spies. Impossible missions, poisened cupcakes, crazed villians...it's all part of the job, right? Well, all my esteemed and respected secret agents out there, this one's for you! Join Tonia and Jarren in the SaS of a lifetime! Please sign up, give input, and come along for the ride! I will need everyone who is participating's names by Oct. 21st. One Alter Ego is allowed, as long as they are manifested as a seperate person and not an old-fashioned being inside your head! According to style, everything will be fragmented and veiled in mystery like the bit of writing above until the mystery is solved. Please realize that art is an open sandwich and therefore nothing has to make sense!
submitted by The Agent
(October 11, 2016 - 5:52 pm)
(October 11, 2016 - 5:52 pm)
I understand that you are busy The Agent, but could you please write some more of this? I absolutely LOVE it!
TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!!!
(November 21, 2016 - 1:48 pm)
File 14
The passageway was dark. And long. And scary.
"Dai-ai-ai-sy! I'm coming to eeeeeeat you!" Someone said in a voice ominously magnified by the passageway's confining walls. Tonia heard someone next to her shriek with surprise. It was probably Daisy. Tonia's heart began to race, even though logic told her that one of the CBers was the noise-maker. Daisy seemed to realize that too.
"Bolton, cut it out!"
"Does anyone know where we're going?" Someone asked. A chorus of no's came in answer. Tonia added hers to the mix.
"Oh great. How reassuring," the same someone muttered. Tonia stood up on her toes, trying to see the large, green glowstick that TAS had been holding earlier. It was gone.
"Hey guys..." she began, but was cut off as other CBers realized that they were alone.
"Hey, where'd the light go?"
"Mrs. Secretary?"
"Haloooooo?"
"WE'RE DOOMED!"
"Okay, who is all here, and who is missing?" Somebody yelled over the pandemonium. This was probably Kestrel, Tonia realized.
"If you're absent, say 'Ay'" Bolton suggested very helpfully.
"Ay!!!" Puck yelled.
"Rose bud?" Kestrel called, again taking charge. There was no answer.
"Sam?"
"Here!"
"Daisy?"
"Here!"
"Bolton?"
"Here!"
"Unsuspectingstoryteller?"
...silence...
Someone stepped on Tonia's foot.
"Who's there?" She cried.
"Relax, it's just me!" Icy replied reassuringly.
"Okay that makes Icy, and—" there was a loud popping noise, "Puck," finished Kestrel, "and me. Is there anybody whose name I didn't call?" No one answered.
"Oh great," Sam muttered, "just fantasmic." And then the ground began to shake.
(November 23, 2016 - 1:07 pm)
File 15
Jarren thought everything was going fine (a little dark, but fine) until the ground began to shake. Then he failed to see how things might get worse.
"Uh...Cortana? Y-you out there?" There was no answer. Suddenly, the tremoring ground seemed to develope a death-wish. In the darkness, it felt to Jarren like an invisible (huge) hand had punched him from the ground. He immediately lost his balance and fell as the earth rose and fell beneath him. For a second he had absolutely no sense of direction, but then he fell face-first onto the rocking ground. Oh, so that way's down. Damp mud and gritty peices of rock felt cold against his face, and the turmoil of the unseen world didn't help the situation. Okay, so I go back, Jarren decided, but as he sat up, both his sense of balance and his sense of direction and every other bit of sense he had flopped around inside his head like a dying fish. He was totally lost. However, he couldn't just sit there helpless, and he was bound to come to something if he kept walking...right? So Jarren continued in...um...a direction he wasn't really which one, but he could rule out down, since the tumultuous earth below him asserted its prescense quite distinctively. Jarren tried getting up, but he just kept falling again, and every time he hit his head it hurt worse. After an measureless period of miserable stumbling and falling and jolting, Jarren noticed something. The darkness was...thinner, somehow. He could make out the outline of his hand! Finally visable rocks reigned down around him—it's a miracle they haven't hit me! Oops, spoke too soon, Jarren thought as a partularly large peice of rock fell from the ceiling and clipped his shoulder.
A few more endless feet later, the bit of light became stronger. There must be something out there! Perhaps an exit or a hole or a person or...or a flashlight! The concentrated light was definitely from a flashlight.
"Hello? Who's out there?"
"Me! What's happening? What is this place?" A distant, decidedly female (but unfortunately not Cortana's) voice answered.
(November 27, 2016 - 8:00 pm)
I forgot about this!!!!! Agent, could you maybe continue the story, it's amazing!!!!
(December 26, 2016 - 7:21 pm)
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(December 26, 2016 - 7:22 pm)
ppppppppppppppppppppppppllllllllllllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssss
ssssseeeeeeeeeee just get to the second page
(December 26, 2016 - 7:26 pm)
(December 26, 2016 - 8:00 pm)
(December 26, 2016 - 8:00 pm)
I will most definitely finish this. Thank you for topping.
(December 27, 2016 - 10:57 am)
Will this continue?
(December 27, 2016 - 10:16 am)
This is amazing, Agent!!!!
(December 28, 2016 - 7:48 pm)
File 15
Tonia was thrown to the ground and pummled by rocks. One hit her forehead particularly hard. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! She held her hands over her head as the world zoomed in and out of focus like the veiw from a camera.
"We have to get out of here, or else the whole cave might collapse!" Kestrel yelled over the chaos of shouts and "hey, that hurt!"s No sooner had the words left her lips then a shower of rocks fell from the earthen ceiling, which was cracking ominously, right behind the group.
"This way!" Tonia called, trying to keep her voice steady, "quick!" Sam and Bolton, who had been bringing up the rear, leaped forward just as the cracks in the ceiling gave way and chucks of rocks and dirt fell to earth, blocking the passageway back.
"Well, there's no turning back now," Sam muttered. Was it Tonia's imagination, or did his voice sound...fearful?
"Claustrophobia?" She questioned. Sam gritted his teeth.
"You could say that."
"Come on, we've got to cat ch up with the others!" someone yelled from up ahead. It sounded like Daisy or Icy. Tonia found herself flanked by the two boys, who it seemed would rather be as far away from each other as possible. She couldn't tell where the others were, but those mini explosions had to be coming from Puck. As they walked, the ground shook less and less until Tonia found substancial footing for the first time.
"Hey!" She realized aloud, "there's light up ahead!" Tonia raced to the head of the group, who were now fully visible, her ponytail swishing against her shoulders and her shoes slipping slightly on the fallen pebbles and rocks. Suddenly, she turned a corner and skidded to a stop. Barring the pathway was a big set of metal doors...an elevator! They'd made it out!
"Hey, there aren't any buttons," Daisy pointed out.
"We'll have to force the doors open," Kestrel reasoned. She stuck her fingers in the crack between the doors and tried to force an opening for her hands.
"Let me try," Tonia suggested. She knew she could exercise a lot of force if necessary. Together, the two girls tugged on the door.
"This...looks...so...easy... in the movies!" Kestrel gasped. Tonia briefly wondered it Kestrel watched Nancy Drew, too. Just as Icy looked ready to jump in and help, Tonia gave one hard pull and forced open her door. The sleek interier of an empty elevator awaited them.
"Oh thank goodness. We don't have to climb up!" Daisy exclaimed.
"Yeah," Kestrel replied, "but that means that someone sent the elevator down to us. We're definitely expected here."
(December 29, 2016 - 2:11 pm)