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There is a knock at the door. You open it and find a letter floating in front of your door. You open it.
You are invited to a FREE* stay at the Hotel Le'Faye!!
Features include:
Free* Breakfast!!!
Free* Guided Tours!!
Free* everything!!!!
And absolutely NO murders in the middle of the night! Isn't this just great!!
You frown in puzzlement.
"A free* hotel stay? What in the world......?" But there's more.
l am The Teller of Tales, hotel manager. l always wear a cloak and for some reason, like this letter, l float. You are now frightened by this letter. You tear it up and throw it away.
"You can not escape the Hotel Le'Faye! You will come!" Cries an eeire voice. "Pack your bags and imaginary friends, because you're coming to the Hotel Le'Faye!
*No, in fact it isn't free. You will have to pay for our rocket boosters. Oh, wait, l wasn't supposed to say anything about that.
submitted by The Teller of Tales, Hotel Le'Faye
(August 2, 2015 - 2:28 pm)
(August 2, 2015 - 2:28 pm)
Also, without looking it up, does anyone know what a Geiger counter is, even?
((l do, l would like to know if you do.))
(September 3, 2015 - 6:19 pm)
Whoa, Whoa , Whoa! I get the room with the horses??
Oh well, at least some odd government officials didn't cross my name off or some Cber eating refrigerator...
At least no one was killed today, it won't stay like that forever, these things never do last.
(September 3, 2015 - 6:11 pm)
Am I the murderer?!!!
(September 3, 2015 - 9:29 pm)
Day 14
The murderer glares at a note from The Teller, scribbled on the page of a German History book.
Murderer,
YOU JUST CAN’T TAKE A HOLIDAY!! l̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶r̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶p̶e̶o̶p̶l̶e̶ l need you!! Get back here right this minute a̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶u̶r̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶p̶e̶o̶p̶l̶e̶!̶!̶ You can’t expect the Refrigerator to do all your work for you!!
-TTT
The murderer sighs, scribbles something, and gives it to a passing German history book. “Who says that l can’t take a holiday?” Words suddenly appear on the wall.
Do your work! Get to it!!
-TTT
“Whatever,” the murderer mutters, and goes off the sharpen their knives.
****
“Heh,” says Spyro. “l bet everyone else doesn’t have a Refrigerator in their rooms.” He then gobbles another donut. “It’s going to eat me,” gulps Feather, edging towards the door. “Nonsense,” says Katydid. “It's such a nice Refrigerator. lt gave us pizza and donuts!” The Refrigerator starts to rock side to side. Feather bolts. Spyro and Katydid exchange glances, then follow her.
****
In the control room of the submarine, the CBers are eating breakfast of oyster soup. “l’ve had odder things!” proclaims Jim the cowboy, cheerily gulping the soup. “Like what?” Brookeira asks, staring down her bowl of soup.
“Frog legs! Brunet coffee made by Morris, Brunet pig brains, also made by Morris. Believe me, never trust Morris as a cook. Never-”
Morris shoves Jim out of the control chair. “Does anyone here know how to drive a submarine? No one? Alright, then we’ll just have to do it the-”
Shadowdancer shoves Morris out of the chair. “l do! Well, kind of, not really. l’ll try!” The Teller dumps Shadowdancer out of the chair. “This is my submarine! No one is going to drive it!” Somebody just sneaks over to the control panel and bangs a few buttons. There is a whirring sound, then the sub jumps forward, soup splattering everywhere. Everyone slams into the other wall, except for The Teller. “Get off of me” says TARDISrider to Shifting. “B-but this shouldn’t be happening,” she says. “l-l’m not a ghost anymore. l have a body.” She flexes her fingers experimentally. “What the heck…..”
“l wonder why,” says Morris the cowboy, as if he knew why. The sub the lurches, making everyone trip over each other. Booksy flies into the window. “Ow-What is that?” That that happens to be a wall of rock, the sub speeding right towards it. “Well that can’t be good,” mutters Will. “Is there a steering wheel? A joystick? No?”
“Look!” says Spyro. He points to a big red button that says: “Don’t push!!”
“We should push it!” And second by second, the wall of rock is speeding towards them. “NOW!” yells someone, no one could remember who, and they push a big green button that says: “Do push!” The sub veers up quickly, perpendicular to the wall of rock. All the rabbits duck for cover and the clocks blink out of existence. The German history books flap around, being annoying. The sub surfaces, everyone gets to their feet, and The Teller, along with Jim, rush out a random door. “We’re off to see if there’s any damage!” The Teller calls out.
“And don’t let Morris cook!” says Jim. The is a grinding sound, like metal plates moving, and slowly the control room begins to rise. Higher and higher, out of the water and above a….Deck?
“WE’RE ON A CRUISE SHIP!” yells Silvery, running out a random door. Morris follows, mumbling something. Brookeira shrugs. “Why not? Let’s see what’s here.”
****
Turn’s out, there’s nothing much to see. The cruise ship is trapped agaisnt this mysterious wall of rock. “We’re not going anywhere any time soon,” says TARDISrider, peering over the railing.
There’s the control room, various door branching off that, a hallway with the CBer’s rooms, and the engine room, marked, “Border of all things impossible and possible. Do not open.” And the gear room, filled with ropes and crab traps and umbrellas, and a large pair of scissors.
Feather is lurking around the engine room, looking at the door. The murderer, reading a note from a Dalek-rabbit, turns a corner and runs into Feather.
“AHHHHHHH!” screams Feather. “Humph,” says the murderer, grabbing Feather and opening the engine room. They then throw Feather in and slam it shut. “Happy, Teller?” they mutter, going on their way.
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R.I.P. Feather. Rest in the impossible.
Happy now, Devil?
(September 4, 2015 - 3:29 pm)
YES! NOW I GET TO TORMENT THE DEAD FEATHER FOR ETERRRNITYYYYYY!!!!!!
Feather: No! No! I'd rather be the murderer! Save me! Nooooooooooooooo *Slowly vanishes and takes refuge with St.Owl, who is still hiding out in the same room on the cruise ship*
(September 4, 2015 - 7:14 pm)
@St.:Thank you for the clarification. I am new to the chatterbox and don't know the ways.
@Teller:I know it is probably too late now, but I would like to make a reservation for Hotel Le'faye. (Please don't room me with the CBer Eating Refrigerator or the horses.) I am bringing a typewriter, ballet slippers, a tutu, a songbook, books, 1600 pots and pans, squash, an apple, puppets, a puppet theatre, and a bulletproof, fireproof sparkly pink jacket. Oh, and also visual art supplies, because art is the world's greatest weapon.
(September 4, 2015 - 7:44 pm)
@Somebody + Silvery: Where are you sleeping? The government Officials crossed out your names, didn't they?
@Teller: I think you are Rose Bud in disguise. Also, I think Silvery is Murderer. Or somebody. As of Day 14, who is still alive?
(September 4, 2015 - 8:01 pm)
@TTT: Are you Cloudy Dweller?
(September 5, 2015 - 7:28 am)
Guys, TTT has already been unmasked. It's Shadow Dragon. She's just still doing the story.
(September 5, 2015 - 10:16 am)
Yes, peoples.
But l'm still tecniclly The Teller of Tales and no one else.
(September 5, 2015 - 6:29 pm)
Erm, hello? Hello? Ah, yes, the tape's on. Both of my alter egos have died.
MEANWHILE IN THE DEATH BY STRINGED INSTRUMENT SECTION:
MP: (poof) Whoa! That was scary.
Some Alter Ego Named Georgito: Hey. You were stabbed with a violin bow sword?
MP: Yep!
SAENG: Cool! I was hit with a guitar.
MP: COOL!
SAENG: IKR!
MP: TTYL!
SAENG:GTMYYLILYMMP!
MEANWHILE IN THE DEATH BY CONFETTI VORTEX SECTION:
Bae: (poof) EEK! Death by confetti!
(confetti appears out of nowhere and coats him)
Bae: NOOOOO
(September 5, 2015 - 7:40 pm)
Notes of Gherr, a Dalek-rabbit
That once-a-ghost-now-a-human is a threat to the Dalek empire. She must be exterminated!! EXTERMINATE-Oh look, what is that? Food. Donuts in fact. Why rabbits like donuts!
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?? EXTERMINATE!! ONLY ONE RACE CAN SURVIVE!! What’s that l hear? Oh no! A fox! Run rabbits-DALEKS ARE NOT WEAK. WE DO NOT FEAR DEATH. WE DO NOT RUN AWAY.
Oh, oh dear. That fox is coming closer. l must run!
DALEKS ARE SUPREME! HUMANS ARE WEAK!
But if there are millions of humans and only nine of us. If we are supreme then why are we not victorious?
ALERT ALERT! WE ARE DETECTED!
Oh, no! Someone is coming!
DALEKS DO NOT FEAR! MUST NOT FEAR!
It’s the human named Katydid. What does she want?
EXTERMINATE!!
Quiet, Dalek part of me!
WE WILL CONTINUE!
Look. They’re talking. About what? Hm…… NO! That fox is coming through the door!
DALEKS ARE SUPREME!
It’s coming closer! Run!
NO!
It’s eating the other Dalek-rabbits!
DON’T RUN
I’m the only one left!
EXTERMINATE!!
It’s coming onto the bed….
DALEKS WILL CONQUER!
IT’S HUNGRY JAWS ARE CLOSING AROUND MY NECK!!
l….am…..dying…...l welcome…...death…….
NO! l am a rabbit!! l don’t want to die!
Oh look, one of the humans is coming. WE’RE SAVED!
DALEKS DON’T NEED SAVED!
Ow. l think we’re dead.
DALEKS DO NOT FEAR DEATH.
Eh, no, we’re not dead. Darn.
IS THAT WHAT IT THINK IT IS??
What? Cause l think we’re kind of dead but not completely.
NEVER DIE!!
Okay. But we’re alone. There’s no other Dalek-rabbits left on the ship.
DALEKS WILL CONQUER!!
We...Are alone. The last of our kind.
WE WILL OVERCOME!!
There’s blood. Our’s, l think. Ow. Those humans are saying something. l think that one’s name is Will.
THEY’RE TRYING TO TELL US THAT WE’RE HURT. DALEKS ARE SUPREME!!
We’re going to die…...Alone…..
REVENGE! ON THE FOX!!
l don’t think we’re quite in the position for that. Later.
DALEKS WILL OVERCOME!! EXTERMINATE!! EXTERMINATE!! REVENGE!! DESTORY!!!
*sigh*
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And this is what l write when l have no idea what to. Whatever
(September 5, 2015 - 7:00 pm)
@Shadow Dragon (Gag, choke) I mean, Teller of Tales, you are doing a FANTASTIC job with the story, it's been a lot of fun! Thanks!
(September 5, 2015 - 8:35 pm)
Why, thank you.
It's been really fun writing this, and l'm glad that everyone likes it as well.
(September 6, 2015 - 1:26 pm)
TTT, you are awesome! An amazing writer and, (my CBBFF. Shhh)
Thank you so much for continuing your amazing story! I can't wait for the next day!
(September 6, 2015 - 9:26 pm)