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It's the 2nd
It's the 2nd day into your school's overnight historical education trip, where you are continously bored out of your mind with all the academic fun facts you already knew when you reserched the trip. Your'e on a hike, climbing up the cliff to see the view of the ruins of an ancient trading center. The school group is up ahead, you can hear their laughter and shouts. So you stumble up the small cliff -- a steep hill, really, the land is just so flat that this might as well be Mount Everest -- and you pull out your digital camera to take this picture.
You lean against the saftey rail and your'e not wearing your wriststrap and there's a really strong wind as you hold the camera out further off the cliff than you should and the camera drops from your hands, rolling down the cliff, and into a small pit. There's a crash and it's impossible that the camera hasn't broken into a millon pieces. You stare at the sky and the ruins and the messed-up world that broke your beautiful lapis lazuli blue camera that you got from your grandmother last Christmas. And as you come to your senses, you remember the school group you are on this stupid, meaningless trip with. You grab your backpack and run to catch up.
You walk into your cabin after dinner, lie down on the slightly uncomfortable mattress and see, out of the corner of your eye, your blue digital camera sitting there up on the wooden dresser. You run over, carefully examining it. It's got your intails at the bottom, and it's good as new! You look through the pictures, and see something you definitely didn't take a picture of -- a Letter.
Dear young, undoubtably bored peasant,
You are cordially invited to the West Elmheart Castle, Doughnut Shop, and Luxury Hotel in 2 weeks time. This trip will start at the Southeast Ravelton Harbor- you will take The Ivy to our wonderful province of Elmheart. The trip will transfer you to a different world! You are allowed to bring AEs and CAPATCHAs. We can not guarantee complete safety on these trips, but we can insure delicious and free doughnuts*. Come, or we will be forced to remove the information you have about us from your brain.
With doughnuts,
Duchess Lillia Zande the 9th of Elmheart
*that may or may not be posioned.
submitted by Duchess Lillia Zande, age unknown, the 9th of Elmheart
(March 12, 2016 - 3:44 pm)
(March 12, 2016 - 3:44 pm)
Let us all take a moment of silence for Candy King. .........He was hyper and had an extreme sweet tooth. A sweet tooth he was willing to die for to satisfy. This may be what comes of all of us in our travels, but I am definitely not going to die of poisoned donuts!
Duchess, please note: I am a girl.
*I also don't usually eat donuts, but that's okay.
(April 5, 2016 - 11:13 pm)
Well, at least Candy King died before he could be pained by another cavity. Oh well. We shall decorate his grave with sweets in his honor... I call dibs on the chocolate!
(April 6, 2016 - 5:22 pm)
Greetings. I will post Monday because I'll be gone Saturday and Sunday. Sorry!
(April 9, 2016 - 9:46 am)
"Are you okay?" Leafmist whispers, standing at Caroline's doorstep. Leafmist hears a stomping through the corridor, and turns to look. I glance back.
"Isn't it obvious? She's not okay." I reply. My aqua-marine robe floats behind me, and I hear a screaming enchanted platypus countess. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING! THIS IS YOUR COMPANY! DO WE HAVE TO GO OVER HUMAN BEHAVIORAL TECHNIQUES AGAIN!" I have a communication device in my ear that I thought she couldn't access. Darn. Now I have a slightly broken earlobe, in addition to a upset human.
"Sorry. Badly worded." I tell the Leafmist. She is disgusted, unfortunetly. "Well, I tried" I tell Countess Linnkla. I shut my communcation system off, and attempt to quietly walk in. I've been told hovering is impolite. I end up tripping on two candy canes and knocking some books of a stand.
"Um, hello." I say to Caroline, softly- it ends up sounding like a chipmunk. "I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Duchess Lillia Zande, the 9th of-
"Stop, please." the girl interupts.
"Excuse me, but-"
"I get your trying to be considerate or whatever, but it's really not helping me, and obviously hurting you."She points to the scattered books, and the candy canes."Just hand me the doughnuts that are obviously under your robe, and leave. Please." says Caroline.
"Okay. I wanted to let you know that the crew of The Ivy is incredbly sorry for your loss-
"Thanks."
I'm not that oblivious. I pick up the books, and hover out of the room. When I'm out, I turn back on my communcation.
"LILLA! CAN YOU HEAR ME! THERE"S AN EMERGANCY IN THE KITCHEN! WITH THE HUMANS!"
Darn. Darn, darn, darn on sentimentality, doughnuts, humans, and strawberry shortcake frosting, and shut off sound systems.
Because when I hover over as fast as I can to the Cafe, what do I see? Another human dead. Mixue.
RIP Mixue/Pandora/Leaf of Love/Mei/Twilight Sparkle.
cause of death: posioned doughnuts.
(April 11, 2016 - 6:57 pm)
(April 15, 2016 - 7:17 pm)
I'm so sorry, I'm on Spring break and I forgot to post.
I'll post soon, the latest being next Sunday- I might not have wifi. Is anyone reading this?
(April 17, 2016 - 8:01 pm)
I'm reading!
(April 18, 2016 - 9:03 am)
I did. AND . . . A HA!
I KNEW IT!!
*throws donut on floor for no reason*
(April 18, 2016 - 12:39 am)
Hi Guys! I'm so sorry I abandoned the Ski lodge for a week or two. Here's some story.
Mirax and Moonflower wrestled their AEs out of the doughnut shop below deck before one of them stole a possibly poisoned doughnut.
“But it looks so good!” exclaimed Firefox.
“You know these could be poisoned!” said Moonflower.
“It’s PINK for goodness sake! It’s so innocent” Ms. E. added.
“Think of hearts and love and flowers!” Firefox continued.
“But it was POISONED!” Mirax said, trying to knock some sense into them.
“Calm down. Just because one doughnut is poisoned doesn’t mean the rest of them are, Mirax,” Ms. E said in a strangely calm and somewhat patronizing voice. “Don’t be prejudiced.”
“Ms. E.! We are just trying to keep you from-” Moonflower burst out.
“YOU'RE ALL DOUGHNUTISTS!” screamed Firefox.
Up on board, Joss and Balletandbow were talking, and looking out to the ocean.
"I wonder how long it will be until we reach land?" Joss inquired.
"I don't know- I'm not really sure what country...or time zone..or hemisphere, or even planet the castle is in," Balletandbow answered nervously.
"You mean castle/doughnut shop/hotel," Joss said jokingly.
Balletandbow let out a small laugh.
"Passengers! Please report to the lower decks for safety during this time. We just have to make a few adjustments with our transportation arrangements, and then you will be able to continue your activities aboard The Ivy. All passengers report to lower decks!" screeched the intercom.
Moonflower, Mirax, Firefox, Ms. E, Joss, balletandbow, and all of the other CBers-What! No! Excuse me, PASSENGERS, CAPTCHAS,and AEs went to the lower decks.
Shoshannah Lily, The Novelist, and Leafmist were on the lower deck by the doughnut kitchens. They were/are smart people, they weren't going to eat the doughnuts -- although, as Leafmist had pointed out nervously, if there was someone in the kitchens poisoning food, it wasn't limited to only doughnuts, they could posion any of the foods from the kitchen. (Needless to say, they didn't now feel comfortable about eating doughnuts.) The doughnut kitchens just had that fluffy sweet aroma. The Novelist looked out the window. From where s/he was standing, it looked like half the crew was blowing up a huge bubble around the ship. The other half was attaching what looked like wings to the ship!
A bit later St. Owl looked out the window. The Novelist, Shosshannah, and Leafmist were in a deep discussion on the Harry Potter Series, and whether Snape would have been a better father to Harry than James. It was a bit dark now, and hard to see out the partially stained glass window. So she opened the window, and put her arms criss-crossed on the windowsill. When she saw what The Novelist had seen, she peered over the side of the boat. There was a shove from behind her and she fell into the cold, raging sea.
"Where's St.?" Shoshannah asked,peering out the window. The wings, the bubbles, it was so exciting, Shoshannah promptly turned into a Lily! And there was a splash, and the Lily was thrown into the raging water.
R.I.P. Shoshannah and St. Owl
(May 4, 2016 - 7:30 pm)
NOOOOO!!!!N ADMINS CAN YOU PLEASE CHANGE THAT!!!!!!!
Change what? You need to be specific. When I read a new comment, I don't see the comment to which it is replying.
Admin
(May 4, 2016 - 7:32 pm)
I'm sorry!!! I mean't the name box. I gave away what CBer I was!
(May 7, 2016 - 11:04 pm)
Please!
(May 10, 2016 - 9:24 am)