Choose your own

Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

Choose your own

Choose your own adventure... no multiple choice!

Six CBers are stuck on a deserted island, and are desperate to escape. I will not be giving multiple choice... you will have to respond with your own ideas.

ONLY SIX CBERS. 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 22, 2015 - 8:15 am)

back to the Pudding's Place

MapleSyurp:

You wake up on white sand with an ache in your throat.

You sit up. To your left are purple pineapples, and to your right are blue bananas. You suddenly feel desperately hungry. 

What do you do? 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 27, 2015 - 7:41 am)

~Sydney's Journal/Log/etc~

I look at the oranges on my left. Food. I'm stuck on a desert island, wherever this place is. Food is important.
But the strange crab wants me to follow it...
A crab with words on its stomach. Probably a hallucination. I reach for an orange.
But if it isn't a hallucination, it might be leading me somewhere. It's not like it says "Follow me," by accident. Plus, I can't really get any more lost. I mean, I might lose the orange tree, but there are probably other ones, right?
I reach up for an orange. The crab looks exasperated. Or it would if crabs were capable of facial expression. I am about to assure it that I will be just a minute then realize I am about to comfort a crab. I pull an orange off the tree, then grab a fallen branch from nearby. The crab continues on and I follow, dragging the branch so I create a trail, just in case.
Is diary entry form okay?
Fflewddur says tyyn. Tin. The Tin Woodsman! Conner and Alex did just crush him with a house. (My family is reading the fourth Land of Stories book together.) 
submitted by Sydney C., age 13, Amonta
(September 28, 2015 - 9:18 pm)

Sydney-

The crab suddenly vanishes, along with the oranges. 'They were both illusions!' you think.

Then you notice the strange, snake-filled pit where the oranges were. Had you reached for it, you would have fallen to an unpleasant demise.

 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 29, 2015 - 8:14 am)

I carefully touch the glowing sand dollar, then toss in another one. 

submitted by Indigo
(September 29, 2015 - 8:45 am)

Indigo-

You suddenly gasp as the sand dollar glows brightly before you are transported next to a girl and a pit of snakes. You yelpp and scoot back from the pit, bumping into the girl. You land in a heap on the ground. 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 30, 2015 - 2:22 pm)

I stand up and dust myself off, then introduce myself to the girl.

submitted by Indigo
(September 30, 2015 - 6:54 pm)

Aw, man! I missed this! Will you do this again?

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(October 2, 2015 - 3:15 pm)

can you continue???

submitted by Savvy44x
(October 6, 2015 - 10:26 am)

I'm so sorry, guys, but I'm too busy to do this. I have too much to do with school already. Again, SO SORRY.

submitted by Brookeira
(October 6, 2015 - 7:34 pm)

~Joan B.~

Day 5 on the beach

Dear Diary,

I'm stranded on this deserted island, with no one else, at least that's what I thought. A black crab came scuttling out from NOWHERE, and surprised me. I thought it was lost, so I started to follow it. While I followed it, I saw a person's image. Calling out to them, I saw there was a vine over a pit. Wanting to get across, I saw 3 ways: Walk across, jump across, or go around. Being an excellent swordswoman, I decided to jump across with my flexible legs.   

(I will continue the journal entry when Brookeira posts.) 

submitted by Joan B. of Arc , age 13, Camelot
(October 6, 2015 - 6:27 pm)
Sorry! I've been busy.
~Sydney's Journal/Log/etc~
I'm staring, frozen, at the snake pit when a girl appears out of nowhere and knocks into me (thankfully in the opposite direction of the snake pit). We both tumble to the ground. The other girl is the first to get up. She brushes herself off then holds out a hand to help me up.
"I'm Indigo," she says.
"Sydney," I reply, taking the hand. "Thanks."
"Do you know where we are?" she asks.
I decide to ignore the whole teleporting thing, then.
"No, not really. We might as well look around, if you want."
"Sure. It won't do much good to stay here." 
We carefully step around the snake pit, heading towards the beach once again.
Fflewddur says rbrv. Ruby RV? I don't have an RV, much less a ruby-encrusted one. 
submitted by Sydney C., age 13, Biddle
(October 6, 2015 - 8:15 pm)
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