You stroll along

Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

You stroll along

You stroll along the beardwalk at the beach where you're spending your vacation. The seagulls caw and create a deafening cacophony, but you don't mind. The waves rhythmically crash on the shore. You have only been here for a day, but love it already. Beachgoers set up umbrellas and towels, putting sunscreen on their squirming kids. A paper airplane glides on the sea breeze to land next to you. Out of curiosity, you pick it up. It has your name on it. You unfold it and read the message in it. It says:

Dear CBer,

You have been invited to the Annual Luau of Amazingness at a small island not far from where you are! A boat will come by where you are standing right now to pick you up to go. You will know it because it is bright green and says 'SEA LAND' on it. It will come in two days' time, so be sure to pack your AEs, CAPTCHAs, and any other miscellaneous items! (including machinery, lathes are encouraged) We will not be held responsible for any CBers drowning, getting mauled by sharks, stolen by Krakens, etc. Have fun!

Seraia C., CEO of Sea Land Inc.

You shrug and go back home to pack.

One of you is the murderer, everyone else dies! This is the first time I've done this. Good luck! "No one here is getting out alive!" 

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 26, 2015 - 4:09 pm)

NEW NEW ANNOUNCEMENT!!

We have three spots left. List:

Abigail S.

Ookz

Critic A.

Somebody

Cho Chang

Sloth

Elsa

balletandbow

PSXtreme

Aquina

Wingnut

Shadow Dragon

Cyclone

TARDISrider

Ditty

Taxicab

Elvina

Please tell me if I forgot anyone!! 

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 27, 2015 - 5:02 pm)

Joining! Puck (my AE) is coming too, along with my Captcha Sir Galahad. I am packing my journal/notebook, skateboard, sword, and a couple of books. Oh, and I'm bringing my clarinet as well. Might come in handy. 

Puck: I'm bringing my mischevious notebook, my pan pipes, and my bag of pranks!!! Teehee, get ready to be PRANKED!!

Me: No worries, I'll be keeping an eye on her...

Puck: (whispers) That's what you think.

Me: What did you say?

Puck: Nothing!

Me: Ok.... anyways, see you there!  

submitted by Joan B. of Arc , age 13, Camelot
(November 27, 2015 - 6:05 pm)

We officially have NO SPOTS LEFT unless Somebody has a CAPTCHA, AE or something. Then they're allowed because Somebody signed up. Do you know who I am?

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 27, 2015 - 6:34 pm)

You are Scylla.

submitted by Cho C., age 12, Episode VII
(November 27, 2015 - 7:14 pm)

Good job, Cho. I will be taking part in the action and start tomorrow.

submitted by Scylla/Spinner
(November 27, 2015 - 9:23 pm)

I'm bringing Volcano, Shifting and Fruity, sorry if I made that unclear X3

submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Various places
(November 28, 2015 - 11:53 am)

Umm Scylla? You forgot Meox, my Capacha.  If you don't want her in that's ok.

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(November 27, 2015 - 9:33 pm)

Sorry, ballet! I'll add her to the list I wrote down. I think Fruity is Fruit Basket, Somebody's CAPTCHA, so I'll add it too.

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 28, 2015 - 10:47 am)

Day 0

Cho Chang stood at the shore of the Pacific Ocean, waiting for a boat to arrive. The waves lapped at her bare feet. The air was peaceful and a slight breeze stirred it. Suddenly, a roaring disturbed the calm quiet. A neon green boat cut through the waves, steaming spray in its wake. The words "Sea Land Inc" were written in blocky black letters on its side. Cho waved it over and dashed out to it. When she came near, she hopped in. A woman was sitting at the driver's seat and smiled at her. "Hello, Cho. I'm Seraia, it's nice to meet you. There should be a couple more of you coming," Seraia said. Cho's CAPTCHA, Sloth, raised its paw from its perch on Cho's backpack. TARDISrider came crashing through the water to where Seraia had stalled the boat. She climbed in. "Hey, Cho," she gasped. TARDISrider's AEs splashed into the boat after her and Seraia dipped her hat to them. She stepped on the gas and the boat rocketed off.

The boat docked at a tiny island. It was the first there, and Cho could see others roaring to the shore. She thanked Seraia and stepped out of the boat. TARDISrider followed her out of the boat, Taxicab and Ditto following after her. The island had a few palm trees and ferns on it. Some pineapples were playing ukuleles and bongos on a platform. There were tables with coconuts and fruits on them and macaws sat in the palms. Other sloths hung onto branches. Sloth cooed with excitement. The boats docked and Cho recognised CBers coming out of them. She called balletandbow over. "Look at these pineapples," she laughed. Ballet's CAPTCHA, Meox, purred. A girl with a cat in her arms climbed onto the island. "Aquina!" Shadow Dragon cried in welcome. The dragon soared over to meet Aquina. She greeted Shadow and looked around. The island was packed with the CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs. Seraia and a few other people waved and announced, "Welcome to the Luau!" Suddenly, a glass dome erupted over the island and it began to sink. 

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 28, 2015 - 11:58 am)

Day 1

The CBers huddled together, cowering as the island slowly sank underwater. A sea monster swam by, snapping her jaws. She smiled and winked as she waved a flipper. "I think that's Scylla!" Elvina cried. The CBers dispersed and PSXtreme looked down at the seafloor. There was large building rapidly approaching. Scylla swam down to it, soon out of sight. Elsa shifted to an animé cat-girl form and looked over to the building. On closer notice, it was a huge temple of sorts. Somebody decided she was hungry and dug into the fruit. She was munching on a dragon fruit when the island landed with a thump next to the temple. Scylla perched outside it, scaly tail waving. A tunnel opened up from the island to the temple. Seraia waved to the CBers top walk through the tunnel. Shadow had to tuck her wings in close to her sides to fit through. They made their way to the temple, where their ears popped. Seraia explained that the temple provided oxygen and cancelled out pressure. This was confusing so they took it in stride. Scylla shifted into a girl, black hair lying flat against her back. A cloak sat on her shoulders. "Welcome to the  Prismarine Temple Inn," she sighed. She beckoned them in. "Seraia, please show them to their rooms." The woman nodded and pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. "Room 1 will have Abigail, Ditty, Sir Galahad, and Elsa. Room 2 will have Cho, Shadow Dragon, Meox, and Shifting Sands. Room 3 will have Somebody, Sloth, PSXtreme, and Taxicab. Room 4 will have Cyclone, Elvina, Puck, and balletandbow. Room five will have Volcano Flame, Aquina, Critic A, and Fruity. Room six will have TARDISrider, Joan of Arc, Wingnut, and Ookz. There will be a list posted on that pillar over there," Seraia gestured to a tall pillar. The hotel seemed completely dry, despite being at the bottom of the ocean. She led the CBers through a corridor to a large chamber. There were six doorways, each numbered with a Roman numeral. "These are the rooms," Seraia said needlessly. The CBers opened the doors and entered their rooms. Each was identical. There was a wall taking up a full wall, displaying the ocean. There were four elegant four posters and some trunks. They immediately began unpacking. At some point in the future, a chime rang. The pure sound reverberated through the rooms and an announcement came up. "You may come to the dining hall for a snack, if you'd like," Scylla's voice said. "A reagent will be at your door to guide you." The CBers stopped what they were doing and went back out. There was a hovering ball of light purple light. "These must be the reagents," Shifting said. They whizzed through countless corridors, the CBers struggling to keep up with the reagents. Eventually they came to a grand and majestic hall. Scylla sat at the head of a magnificent table where all manner of food was arranged. She gestured to the seats and the guests dug in.

Wingnut had been peacefully dining on tuna when an arrow sprouted out of its back. Everyone gasped. Scylla searched the room for the attacker, but no one was holding a bow. Wingnut fell dead to the ground. Aquina sobbed, "Wingnut! No!!!!!" She placed the cat in a flower arrangement offered to her by Abigail as a condolence. The CBers bowed their heads and mourned for the little cat-CAPTCHA.

£££££££££££££

R. I. F. Wingnut. Rest in flowers. Well, that wasn't so hard, was it? 

submitted by Story Spinner
(November 28, 2015 - 1:32 pm)

It sounds like magic! Am I the murderer?

submitted by Cho C., age 12, Episode VII
(November 29, 2015 - 9:51 am)

AAAAAIIIIGGHHH!

*sobs*

Murderer, whoever you are, sleep with both eyes open, because I will be coming... 

submitted by Aquina W.
(November 29, 2015 - 6:49 pm)

being overdramatic

submitted by Aquina W., age 13, Atlantis
(January 25, 2016 - 12:23 pm)

I AM GOING TO DIE.  Just saying, Cyclone in a room is bad ebough, but add in an AE and this just went to another level of bad.

submitted by balletandbow, age 12, Moon
(November 28, 2015 - 4:10 pm)

Yeah, I know... MWAHAHAHA!!!

submitted by Pie Master, age 12, Pietel
(November 29, 2015 - 10:55 pm)