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)

I don't want this to become a chore, but now that it's winter break, I can hopefully write more.

Day 6 Part I

From the moment Abigail woke up, she knew something was wrong. Perhaps it was the sound of things crashing and breaking outside, or the constant screams erupting all over Hotel Prismarine. She buried her head under her pillow and tried to get back to sleep. Just then, Cyclone blew gleefully through, destroying everything in his wake. It repaired itself so he could destroy it again. He blew the blankets right off of Abigail, leaving her shivering. A coat materialised over her and she calmed down as much as she could, standing up. Scylla's voice boomed over the PA. "Hotel Prismarine is under siege," she stated. "Please stay calm. It is an old enemy, Team Gelato. They have not infiltrated grounds yet, but are weakening our shield." She paused before continuing, "Aquina, you have proven yourself to be a worthy shark tamer and rider. Would you please come and lead an attack with a shark army? Shifting Sands, please follow her." Aquina, from some rooms down, gasped in delight. Lead a shark army? Cool, right? So she went to the shark "emporium, where her whale shark was waiting. She hopped aboard, yelling, " Go, Dapple! Let's do this thing! "Shifting arrived soon thereafter, mounting a tiger shark. " Tigris, got your back, "she muttered. Aquina jumped back in surprise asa small cannon launcher appeared on either side of her. She called out to the assembled sharks, ordering them in a v formation behind her. Shifting rode up next to her, asking, " Can I be your second in command? "

"No."

"That's no reason!"

"Yes it is. Scylla told me to lead, you to follow."

"I'll be your best friend!"

"Let's not revert to that."

"Oh come on! PLEASE???"

"Fine. Whatever. If I die, then you'll take over."

"What's up with you? You're normally nice," Shifting noted. Aquina pursed her lips. "I'm just worried," she responded tersely. "Now let's get going." 

submitted by Story Spinner
(December 18, 2015 - 10:32 pm)

Day 6 Part II

Aquina (Aquiana?) and Shifting advanced, the drawbridge to the sea opening up. The two had eaten magic seaweed earlier (chocolate covered raspberries and peppermint flavors) and were on their way to war. Dapple the Whale Shark was lowing like a cow, which was strange because no one was aware that whale sharks could make sound. Aquina was oblivious to the tears slowly dripping down her cheeks as she led the army to fight.

Inside Prismarine, Scylla was issuing commands to the guests nd passing out weapons and armor. "This will be dangerous," she warned. "But if you want to keep on living, then it's necessary." The gathered CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs nodded grimly. Cho felt a bit strange in her ornate mediaeval armor, and Sloth had his own fitted sloth-shaped armor as well. Cho shifted uneasily and waited for Scylla to order her and her patrol out.

Outside, Team Gelato decided to team up with the murderer. They had heard that a Ski Log=dge was going on, and wanted to help the murderer at all costs. The head of Gelato grinned. This was going to be good.

Can I please have signups for Team Gelato Members that are not part of this ski lodge? 

submitted by Story Spinner
(December 19, 2015 - 1:04 pm)

It's Aquina, you got it right.

submitted by Aquina W.
(December 19, 2015 - 5:34 pm)

Scylla, I love this! Thanks for posting as me! Keep going! :) 

@TARDISrider:

He? HE? WHO ARE YOU CALLING HE? I am a FEMALE! NOOOOOT A GUY! Grrr.

Uh, yeah. A's a she. And you might want to watch out, because she also has a pendagger.  I found it funny that you said SHE (hey look, A, I said SHE, not he) was too crazy to be allowed because she is generally considered one of the calmer AEs. Okay, less insane. Let's cross out CALMER.

Much better to correct grammar then explode pies, right, fellow AEs? 

*crickets*

Envz. 

You got that right, Ookz. 

 

submitted by Abigail and Critic A
(December 20, 2015 - 10:46 pm)

Oh, I feel you, Critic. 

I like this one YouTube series called TribeTwelve (it's horror, don't look it up) and in some videos, the Observer leaves out apostrophes.

Instance:

LOOK NOAH 

ISNT THIS

FUN? 

There's no apostrophe!!

It drives me up the wall and around the corner, and then into a grammar Nazi uniform and shoving Observer into a gas chamber. 

submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Various places
(December 21, 2015 - 12:16 pm)

Blame Ditty, not me. Sorry.

Ditty: What are you talking about? Stop talking crazy!

Taxi: Immm lvng (I'm leaving)

Ditty: I never said such a thing! Are you sane? Ridiculous!

Me: Wait for me, Tax. 

submitted by TARDISrider, age 982, Gallifray
(December 22, 2015 - 3:45 pm)

I need to post in little short bits because my cat is really sick and I want to be with her; also I have an obligation to write this, so I compromise. I will post soon, don't fret.

submitted by Story Spinner
(December 21, 2015 - 10:29 am)

Oh, no! Poor cat! Poor YOU!

This is officially my signup for the attack team! Count me in! Check! One purple dragon, coming ri-

Di. Please. We have morals to uphold.

No we don't. This is an alternate universe, remember? Wingnut and TARDISrider and all the others aren't really dead. Therefore, nothing really matters here.

Fair point...oh, what the heck, I'm joining the attack team too. I have some offensive spells I need to practice. 

submitted by Curio and Di
(December 22, 2015 - 2:16 pm)

Day 6 Part III (Hopefully last)

Elsa nervously shifted from cat to cat-girl in a blur. Her features were masked behind the whirling shape, and her fur was flying. "Could you please stop that?" Elvina, who was on Elsa's attack patrol, growled irritably. "I'm semiallergic to cat furze."  Elsa made an effort to stop shifting shape, a cloud of fur settling around her. "Sorry, I get like that when I'm nervous," she apologized. Elvina waved some fur away. "Whatever. Let's focus on defeating Gelato." TARDISrider looked up. "I actually like gelato," she (?) complained. The three, as well as Fruit Basket, turned their attention to the present. Gelato was currently throwing bombs of (what else) gelato at Aquina and Shifting's army of sharks and things. They bravely faced it, Dapple the Whale Shark eating most of the gelato. Aquina gave a piercing whistle, which should've been impossible in the undersea battle. But she did do it, and a dark shape came speeding from the distance. Everyone stood still, the battle stopped, as the figure drew nearer. It became apparent that it was the shape of a giant squid. Kraken, to be precise. Shifting gasped in admiration. "Where'd you get that?" Aquina brushed off the question, whispering something in the kraken's ear. It cocked a tentacle and sped off to Team Gelato's main vessel. The leaders in the vessel shocked the guests of Prismarine into silence. They were two dragons, one disreputable and the other curious. Di and Curio.

Scylla, standing on the back of a giant sea turtle, rode up to Curio. She tossed back her hood, revealing an utterly disfigured face. One eye was scratched out and a jagged scar ran down her face from hairline to chin, straight down the center. She signaled to the CBers to continue on while she confronted Curio. And so the battle went on.

Unbeknownst to everyone else, in the heat of battle, the murderer slipped away to a Team Gelato submersible. It knocked the "secret" knock and was let into the vessel. Conversing in hushed tones with the captain of the submarine, it discussed which CBer it wanted to kill. The captain nodded, fear lighting in its eyes, before stepping back to allow the murderer free reign with the controls. It targeted Ookz, centering the death ray gelato beam control on the oblivious CAPTCHA. It made sure its reading was accurate before firing the beam. It captured Ookz, incinerating him. Abigail, nearby, gasped in horror. Scylla turned around, and upon seeing that Ookz was killed, called to Prismarine to retreat. The murderer tipped its armor helmet to the Gelato captain, exiting the submersible. It joined the other guests unnoticed as they filed back to the hotel.

"We have a casualty to report," Scylla announced later that night. "Ookz, Abigail S.'s faithful CAPTCHA. His loyalty will be remembered to the end in the fight against Team Gelato. We weree unable to recover his body, but his memory lives on in each of you." She gazed over the assembled crowd, centering on the murderer. It shifted uneasily under her intense glare, but she moved on. "All but the murderer," she spat. "It killed Ookz in cold blood and cares nothing for him. We will old a memorial at dawn."

~~~~~~~~~~~

R.I.S. Ookz. Rest In Seabed. This is my longest yet! Such an accomplishment.

submitted by Story Spinner
(December 23, 2015 - 11:07 pm)

. . .

Um...

You killed my counterpart.

She died.

Remember? 'R.I.S.B., TARDISrider. Resit in shark belly.'

?

It's on the fourth page.

Tai says you can bring her back if you want.

But in my opinion, I have a better chance of defeating the world without her. Please just leave her.

Taxi: Jerk

Ditty: Thank you.  

submitted by Ditty, age 982, Gallifray
(December 24, 2015 - 9:33 am)

Naturally, I can't even remember who I killed off, even though I had my chart RIGHT NEXT TO ME. I am changing TARDISrider's appearance in that installation to Shadow Dragon.

submitted by Story Spinner
(December 24, 2015 - 11:29 am)

NOOOO! Poor Ookz! 

*sobs*

At least we're still alive! 

You jinxed it. One of us will die for sure in the next thing, now you've said that!

Pfft. I don't believe in that stuff anyway. 

It's going to be you. Ohmygosh, everyone is dying! It is SCARY!

This is a murder mystery. Why did you join if you don't like death?

Because it's SCARY!

(Psst, Scylla, I think that Abi's brain warped from the shock of Ookz dying. Why don't you finish her off?) 

No way! Finish HER off! Nobody really dies, anyway. Right? It's just a story. RIGHT?

*crickets*

Uh oh.

Ookz's ghost says bxzt. Buzz cut? I didn't even know you had HAIR!

submitted by Abi, A, & Ghost of O, age 11, Nose in a Book
(December 24, 2015 - 12:48 pm)

COOL!!!!

Love it so far, even though Wingnut isn't here to enjoy it with me. 

submitted by Aquina, age 13, Atlantis
(December 24, 2015 - 4:04 pm)

"This is so hard!" Scylla wailed. "I can barely do it! Everyone's acting so sad when I kill someone else off and it makes me want to reanimate them!" She buried her face in her paws, tucking her tail around her. "I need someone to help me, but I can't have help because no one on the CB in this ski lodge lives near me!" She sighed heavily, shifting into a human form. Her one eye was dull with exhaustion. "How will I finish it?" she groaned.

submitted by Scylla
(December 26, 2015 - 10:22 am)

The Mischief Maker slips into the room. A girl sits , there, exhausted looking and sad. Mischief Maker comes up to her and whispers.

"Don't give up. Thee are so many twists this story can take. This is something people like. People are watching and smling when you post the next section. There are double agents and kidnappings, Gelato suprise attacks, forceful charges, battles.

Don't give up! We like this story. Keep working."

Mischief Maker dissapears and hovers above her head. This one had talent. This one could write one of the best stories ever.

 

submitted by Mischief Maker
(December 27, 2015 - 7:06 pm)