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CB Story: Another World
Blue and White. You notice those colors first as you blink out the bright rays of sunlight. You lay on the ground for a minute, confusing and a splitting headache breaking through your thoughts. You don't remember ever being here, or getting here in the first place. You also feel as if you're... Missing something.
Blue and White. Ah, yes, the sky. You slowly stand up, your whole body aching. You notice that the ground beneath you is muddy and brown, with small puddles still rippling with rain drops. Rain. Your hair is soaking, like you've been here in the rain for a while. You clothes... Why is your clothes bloody? You don't remember hurting yourself.
You see a figure in the distance. They look faintly familiar. You stumble toward them.
The figure starts running to you. They are calling out a name, a name that you do not have, except you feel like you should have it.
"I-i thought you were dead!" They cry out.
Dead?
Hi Everyone! I've had this idea for a while now, so I thought I might as well try it out in a CB Story! Pretty much the premise is that you're going about your day on earth, and then find yourself transported to a fantasy world, where you have a new name, new appearance, and powers you never thought were possible.
I'll be coming up with the new name and new powers myself.
8 People only! Also, I may write about certain people more so than others, but this is for plot and I'm really sorry if you're not mentioned much!
CB Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance Originally(No Fantasy like elements in this please. Make it realistic):
Appearance in Fantasy World(Make it fantasy lookin'):
Likes:
Dislikes:
Backstory(Keep it realistic as well):
Other:
submitted by Danie
(February 17, 2017 - 8:46 pm)
(February 17, 2017 - 8:46 pm)
Totally, totally, totally! This looks great, and I know you're a good writer, Danie!
CB Name: Cockleburr
(February 18, 2017 - 10:49 pm)
Hey Admins, I wrote a post on this and I saw it as the most recent post, but then it was covered over, but I still don't see my post. What happened?
Look on both pages of the thread. I just saw a previous comment from you on one of the pages.
Admin
(February 19, 2017 - 1:19 am)
okay, finishing!
Likes: Dogs, animals, dancing, singing, drawing, writing, reading, good friends, family, sweets, baking, vacations, Kentucky, sleepovers, The Wingfeather Saga, adventures, exploring, the outdoors, climbing trees, playing with puppies (and I think this one applies to everyone ;-)).
Dislikes: Unfairness, sin, mean people, yelling, fighting (with the exception of play-wrestling) people who mistreat animals, death, curse words, inappropriate TV shows /movies/magazines/billboards, pushy people, snooty people, crushes.
Backstory: Lived with my parents, brother, dogs, hamsters, parakeet, fish, river snails, and chickens in rural Kentucky, homeschooled, and next door to a farm (where I own a lamb, but it lives with the other sheep there) and her grandparents. Passed the time doing my many hobbies (mentioned in likes).
(February 19, 2017 - 9:11 am)
(February 19, 2017 - 10:25 pm)
you know what, I change my mind. My name shall remain the original.
(February 20, 2017 - 7:07 pm)
top! Also unsuspecting, I'm sorry but I'm afraid I can't let you in. I'm already above my limit of people.
(February 20, 2017 - 10:43 pm)
ok... but kestrel posted twice right?
(February 21, 2017 - 10:42 am)
I'm so excited! When do you plan to start?
(February 21, 2017 - 1:05 pm)
(February 22, 2017 - 9:15 pm)
PART 1 IS COMING OUT SOON.
(February 23, 2017 - 10:57 am)
I'm not going to be able to introduce everyone in this first part, sorry!
PART 1
St. Owl did not want to get up. Her eyelids seemed stuck together by glue, and her face was pinched together in a look of stubborn fear. The soft muddy ground under her fingertips felt comforting, and she was worried this feeling would disappear once she opened her eyes.
After the sunlight seeped into her eyelids and she could no longer ignore the outside, she slowly opened her eyes.
It was a beautiful site. She was laying in the bank of a river, a small town a few yards away. She tried to get up, but felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. She looked at her body and gasped. Giant feathered wings trailed beneath her, muddy from dirt. She was wearing a long white dress, which really wasn't made for scrambling near the water bank. Her now long hair had changed colors completely, becoming a bluish white.
Owl tried to comprehend her situation. It was astonishing, something that only occured in books and dreams. She sat there for a while, her mouth hanging open in shock. Finally, she cautiously stood up, wobbling with the weight of her wings. She wiped off some of the mud from her dress and awkwardly stumbled out of the river bank, trying not to get her wings wet.
She looked toward the west. The town. Perhaps they would give her help.
* * *
Riddler sat at the edge of the bench, his brow furrowed in thought. The people around him avoided his gaze, which made him feel more uncomfortable than he already was.
He had just awoken in this place, and already people didn't like him. Why did they go out of their way to avoid him? Why did they glance at him fearfully everytime he stepped by? Was it because of the white markings and skin tone? Or perhaps the dark staff clenched menacingly in his fist? Nevertheless, it was clear people despised him.
Riddler finally got up, swinging his tattered cloak around his shoulder. If they feared him, they would give him supplies and information free of charge. A horrible way to go about it, yes, but necessary.
He walked into a nearby inn. The loud muttering of the peasants automatically stopped. Keeping his eyes low, Riddler sat at the bar bench and asked for food.
The bartender stared at him with uneasy eyes before stuttering, "Y-yes, high magician." He quickly scamperd to the pantries, his head bowed low. High Magician? They must mistake him for someone else--Though, Riddler thought uneasily, he did look a lot like some creepy wizard. He really did wish he was in his own clothes.
He looked at the people around him. The majority of them had their heads bowed toward him pitifully, as if they were trying to please some corrupted god. Others stared at him with stubborn defiance. Those few brave soul made him feel almost... Angry. Though he couldn't quite figure out why.
The bar tender came back with the food, which Riddler took gratefully. Chewing slowly, he noticed the door creak open. A short girl with long wavy hair stepped in, with an uptight and anxious posture. Riddler's eyebrows raised in surprise as he saw the giant wings attached to her shoulders.
Suddenly the room exploded. Men where running toward her, taking her shoulders and shaking her.
"We thought you were dead!" One shouted, grinning. Riddler leaned in his seat, confused. The girl seemed as clueless as he was, and she suddenly stepped away from them.
"Uh, excuse me, but I don't know who any of you are." She said, gaining confidence with each word. "Why on earth are you gathering around me?"
The men around her suddenly stopped talking, their mouths slacked. A look of shock appeared in their eyes.
"Y-you're not Mei Shi?" One of them stuttered. The girl raised her chin and shook her head.
"No, my name is Mei-Xue. Not very hard to mix together," Mei snapped. She strolled over to a chair near Riddler and sat on it.
"Could anyone care to explain where I am?" Mei continued, ignoring the muddled looks of the others.
"Siwndom," Riddler answered, using the words of the people around him.
Mei stared at Riddler, her head cocked to one side. "Who're you?"
Riddler thought for a moment. Would it be wise to tell her his name? Should she be trusted? Or better yet, is she in the same situation as he is? Riddler decided it was worth the risk. "Riddler."
The room than went into a period of awkward silence. The majority in the room were still comprehending how this Mei Shi person could look so much like Mei Xue. Riddler and Mei, however, where deciding what to say to the other.
"Could we have a moment to speak outside?" Riddler murmered, staring stonely at Mei. She nodded, and the two walked outside.
"You don't live here, do you?" Mei said bluntly as they stepped into the cold winter air.
"Never in my life have I been here," Riddler replied. "Did you get transported here suddenly by some unseen force?"
"Wordy way to put it, but yeah," Mei crossed her arms. "Is this how you looked originally?"
"No, and I did not have this staff either," He raised his crooked staff awkardly. "Perhaps there is others like us?"
"Maybe," Mei's voice shook with disbelief. "But that's not our only problem at the moment. People are mistaking me for someone else and everyone seems to hate you for no reason."
"Yes, it would be smart to do so." Riddler agreed. They stared at the town around them.
They hoped there were others like themselves.
(February 23, 2017 - 7:28 pm)
I love it! Can't wait to see what happens next!
(February 23, 2017 - 10:48 pm)
I love it so far! It's great! But, um, I think The Riddler's a girl... ._.
(February 24, 2017 - 10:12 am)
Nah, she is, but she wanted to change it up for this.
She said in her sheet: "Gender: Um... everyone is a girl so far. I feel like I want to change it up. Male."
Oh, and on another note, I may change your guys' personalities a bit if I feel the need to have variety.
(February 24, 2017 - 1:42 pm)
Oh, yes, I remember that now! Idk what I was thinking! So sorry! O_O
(February 24, 2017 - 5:23 pm)