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You see a
Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
You see a
You see a thread on the Chatterbox, a website you usually come to. Clicking on it, you read these words:
There is a noise behind you, and you turn away from your computer just in time to see a giant hamster wearing a top hat appear! He hands you a photograph of something and disappears in a puff of pink smoke.
Odd, the photograph is of...nothing, just solid white. Puzzled, you turn back to your computer only to notice that words have been added to the post! Your eyes scan over them quickly, wondering how that was possible.
Congratulations! You are one of the lucky few admitted to the grand Chatterbox Camp! Are you ready for the camp adventure of your lifetime? Well, if not, who cares? You're getting it anyway! Perpare for a fun sleepaway camp with absolutely NO alien invasions, explosions, and murder! First come first serve. Only 12 campers are allowed, not counting AEs.
Please fill out this form if you would like to join:
Name:
Gender:
Friends You Would Like to Cabin With if They Join:
What you are packing (5 things max):
Food allergies (if any):
Alter Ego(s) and if they are coming:
The camp bus will pick you up on the 23rd of October.
Best wishes,
*Scribble that is supposed to be a signature*
The Camp Manager
submitted by The Camp Manager , Chatterbox Camp
(October 16, 2015 - 7:59 pm)
(October 16, 2015 - 7:59 pm)
*sniffs* ok. I'll keep reading anyway.
~ Leeli
(April 6, 2016 - 8:04 am)
Leeli, there is a Hunger Games ski lodge going on if you want to join instead of this.
It's on Pudding's Place, and it's called "You're walking back ..." by Panem official. Hope you join us, and Abigail, please forgive my intrusion of this thread.
(April 6, 2016 - 7:45 am)
TopTopTopTopTop!!! This thread deserves to be TOP!
(April 6, 2016 - 8:07 am)
l'm back!
*fireworks**fanfare**confetti*
Anywho, l'll be on the side of Devil in the prank war.
(April 7, 2016 - 10:47 am)
Can you be on a 'side' if you're not in the story?
If you can, I fully support Puck.
(April 10, 2016 - 3:31 pm)
Ya and if you can I'm on the side of Dev. I'm not sure why, but I always have been on his side.
(April 12, 2016 - 1:36 pm)
TOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOP
...etc.
(April 16, 2016 - 5:54 am)
I order this thread to top!!!
(April 17, 2016 - 10:01 pm)
TOP TOP! TOP, I say!
We need some action! When is Dev/Puck going to make their first move, I wonder? And what will it be?!? This is so exciting- it's unlike any ski lodge I've ever read before.
(April 21, 2016 - 6:10 am)
Top! This will NOT die, not on my watch!
(April 28, 2016 - 8:29 am)
C'mon, thread! Stay aliiiiiive!
(April 30, 2016 - 6:06 am)
(April 30, 2016 - 9:30 am)
TOP! Sorry I haven't posted.
1. I've been really busy.
2. This next post will be quite elaborate... hehe.
3. I'm going on Google Docs and putting the whole thing together in book format. It's going to be awesome. :P
(May 18, 2016 - 12:50 am)
RRGH! Top!
(May 21, 2016 - 5:27 pm)
Okay, Puck thought. Deep breaths. Deeeeep breaths. Dev hadn't seen what she was writing, right? If he had, well, he just had increased the likelyhood of his death. Deep breaths. She slammed her notebook shut, and, trying to keep from hyperventilating, walked over to Air and Cayke, who were playing jumprope.
"Can I play?"
"Uh..." Air said, glancing at Cayke. "Well, nothing against you, Puck, but it's just, uh..."
"Whenever you play with people they ususally end up with their shoelaces tied together face down in the dirt," Cayke finished, quite bluntly.
"Basically," Air said.
"Look," Puck said, "I won't, okay? I promise."
"Is this a trick?" Cayke said. "Because, really, we're not in the mood to eat dirt."
"Oh, never mind!" Puck said angrily, stomping off. She flopped down by Joan and Sydney, who were writing a story in Joan's journal.
"So then, should the world explode, or the zombies invade?" Sydney asked.
"Syd, this is a realistic fiction thing!" Joan said exasperatedly.
"Well, excuse me for trying to make this fun," Sydney sniffed, tossing the pen to her companion. "Your turn to write, my hand is getting tired."
"Nobody likes me," Puck sighed, fake-fainting onto her counterpart's shoulder.
"Hey, watch it!" Joan said, shoving Puck so she slumped forward the other way. "You made me mess up."
"Nobdy likes me," Puck said again.
"Fishing for sympathy, aren't you?" said Sydeny, unconcerned. "Well, you're always hurting them, aren't you? Playing pranks?"
"Well, yes..." Puck said. "What's that got to do with anything?"
Sydney sighed, and started to say something, but the dinner bell rang out, sharp and piercing.
"Oh!" Joan jumped to her feet. "Dinner! Boy, am I hungry... let's go!"
Spyro was the first one to the door. "Donuts for dessert!" he explained excitedly.
"Only for him," Hotairballoon said dryly. "After he's done, there'll be none left."
Seats were taken and dinner began. Dev took a bite of chicken and chewed thoughtfully, a smile spreading across his face that had nothing to do with his dinner. For he had a plan.
Puck whipped out her blue notebook and scribbled something in it, then tucked it back in her pocket, biting her lip to keep from laughing. She had a plan too.
Danie had a plan, unbeknowest to the rest of the CBers as they cheerfully noshed on their dinner and laughed as Volcano set fire to Shifting's hat.
Danie sighed, and cracked her knuckles. She had a plan, all right, and it was one of those sort that either work amazingly... or get you killed.
(May 21, 2016 - 10:20 pm)