Aha! Aha, aha, aha, aha! *goes around the room saying 'aha' nonstop* Dimension... how perfect!! 

And eeeeeeeee I'm so happy this is back! ^-^  

YESSSSSSSSSS THERE'S MORE!!!!! Galowon, I am so, so greatful to you for continuing this. I know it can be so, so frustrating to write on a mobile phone, and sometimes you outright want to smash it entirely. But keep up the amazing work, please! This truly is one of the best solo writes/RPs I've ever read. Ever.

~(a slightly overexcited) Starseeker 

My post from the Inkwell teaser: 

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

*pushes burning sticky notes away with neighboring ones* *collapses much of the palace but hopefully saves the rest of it* *sends all unburnt sticky notes close enough to possibly catch back to where they came from*

WHO DID THIS?! 

Sorry that the next post is taking so long! The character sheet of someone who was supposed to be in this scene got changed, and it's getting hard for me to work it out since it's clashing with my original plan. I think I'm going to have to use different CBers instead of the original CBer I was going to use in this scene, and selecting them is going to be difficult. Again, so sorry!

Why!? WHY?! WHY DID I IGNORE THIS FOR SO LONG AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH REGRET

This story is AMAZING. I just read the entire thing for the first time and I AM SHARING IN THE HYPE.

*exhausts supply of capital letters* 

... 

Can I join? 

Name: Alizarine

Appearence: I have blue eyes, messy brown hair thrown into a bun, and light skin. I'll wear shorts and a t-shirt that says "Parsley soda: It might not be good, but it's in!". Carrying an plain-looking grade B+ bag of holding.

Defining characteristics: No powers, but I might have one later. I wear a long dark purple cloak when I wish to be inconspicuous. I keep a short sword and pie in my bag of holding at all times, along with a bunch of other random stuff. 

Personality: ESTP/ENTP (whenever I take the test it goes back and forth and I see myself as both). I like arguing, books, and I love satire.

Likelyhood to participate in a pie war on a scale of 1-10: 8

I don't totally understand what a glitch is, though... Can anyone help me out? 

I am so, sososososososososososososososososososososososososososososososososososossososososososososososososososososososo

very sorry that I haven't posted! I went on a short vacation to the Upper Peninsula and...might have forgotten to tell anyone. *Sheepish laugh* Uhhh...sorry about that?

But in reality; that was so rude of me. Next time, I'll remember to keep you guys posted about any time periods where I won't be able to write. Again, so sorry! 

~Galaxy of Wonder 

Realm shivered, looking at the group of people around him. They all wore fantasy-CB style cloaks, (which were the perfect choice for hiding themselves while not looking suspicious), had an assortment of weapons that Realm definitely didn't want to come near, and seemed to not like him for some odd reason.

"All right. Let's transport this traitor." One mumbled. Realm looked over to the tall woman that had spoken, and flinched--he swore he saw a glint of bronze eyes beneath her worn hood. Glitches? But I don't recognize any of these people.

"Wait." Another spoke. Realm turned to look, and realized he couldn't tell who was speaking anymore. "I hear..." The speaker muttered. The wolf--the Glitches had called it 'Aspen'?--turned it's head to the air and sniffed.

Realm froze. He could hear grass rustling, and the crunch of dead leaves. Something else was in the clearing--maybe even someone else.

The tall grass at the edge of the clearing rustled. Something was walking through it... 

A small fox stepped into the clearing.

And squeaked.

That was it. 

TOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOP!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

A Glitch laughed. Realm flinched at the sound--it was sharp, harsh, and completely unnatural. He doubted they had ever actually known a moment of real, pure amusement in their life.

"Really? Did you expect some CBer to come to the rescue?" The glitch questioned, throwing back his hood to reveal sandy-brown hair and an attractive face--a face that was disfigured by three long scars, one that was far too close to his eye, Realm noticed. Almost like some creature attacked him.

Another threw his hood back. He looked normal, with plain brown hair and plain...everything. Too normal. He snorted. "You do realize they despise our kind. There will be no rescue for him." He monologued, his voice too flat, too...unnatural, but still with hints of emotion inside it.

The wolf growled, it's sharp canines gleaming.

"Idiots." A taller, female glitch muttered. The fox just sat there, watching them with innocent eyes.

Watching them? No...watching him, Realm realized. It was observing every detail, from his Tardis Hoodie and bronze eyes to the (unfortunately not functional) Harry Potter-style wand in his back pocket. 

The glitches glanced at Aspen, then back at the fox.

It perked up and suddenly moved to scamper away, but--too late. It all happened too quickly for even Realm to register.

There was a cracking sound and a momentary flash of white light that filled his vision--then it was over. A girl sat where the fox had been. No...not entirely a girl. The CBette had a fox tail that was currently pressed against her body, and two rusty red fox ears.

She adjusted a green top hat, pulling it over the fox ears and smiling sheepishly. "Oh, hello there." She greeted them, her voice betraying her nervousness. 

The Glitches immediately drew each of their weapons and pointed them at her.