The snow falls

Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

The snow falls

The snow falls around your secluded form, shrouded in darkness. Each flake is different in it's way, and you content yourself with watching them dance down to their brethren upon the soiled earth. The cover of trees encircling you are merely silhouetted against the failing light, but you wait. Shivering with cold, your point, old-fashing trench coat just barely keeps in what little warmth you produce.

Nearby I wait, a smirk plastered across my face. "Just a few more to finish off," I coo, glancing at the darkened figure next to me. It stands like a porcelain doll, unmoving. "Go. Go find the remaining victims, and we shall set off."

It steps back into the darkness, leaving behind light footprints in the snow. I smile, hugging myself as I listen over the silence. Sure enough, your scream echoes throughout the lifeless forest, before shutting off quietly. Moments later, it appears next to me. "Take them all to the mansion when you are done." My voice seems out of place in the world.

It simply nods, dragging something behind it. You. You are still alive, but being taken to the mansion. My mansion. It is time to test these Chatterboxers, and find my new puppets.  

Alright! There is no packing for this 'Horror Ski Lodge!' You can take whatever tools you have on you, and they might help you prevail in the future!

I will be using dice to determine who dies, who succeeds an action, and ect.

This is not your average Ski Lodge, and I will warn you. This is going to be one scary ride.

 

submitted by The Puppeteer
(March 30, 2016 - 3:24 pm)

AHHHHHHH!!!! Having just watched The Two Towers (for the first time) and reading that, just gave the intended effect. I am now rather frightened.

submitted by Elvina
(April 23, 2016 - 10:46 pm)
submitted by I Top I
(April 23, 2016 - 10:53 pm)

Oh look, I finally got a line.

submitted by hotairballoon
(April 24, 2016 - 5:20 am)

Uh...just kind of confused, sorry...am I dead or not? (If not, Theodosia says "Ehmagad. I was in a cage? Like, gag me with a spoon!")

submitted by ArabellaInterstellar, age a billion, everywhere
(April 25, 2016 - 6:15 pm)

(And R.I.P., Sir Galahad. I so didn't see that coming.)

submitted by ArabellaInterstellar, age a billion, everywhere
(April 25, 2016 - 6:23 pm)

Wow. First of all: You reallly ARE the Puppeteer. Maybe I should have taken that name a little more seriously.....

Second of all: NO SIR GALAHAD!!!!!!!!!!!! *Sniff.* He will be missed.

Third of all: You are amazing at writing this!! Please keep going!!!!!

Fourth of all: TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

submitted by Joan B. of Arc, age 13, Camelot
(April 28, 2016 - 9:02 am)
submitted by TOP
(April 30, 2016 - 8:07 pm)

Day 3~

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!""" Joan's cry broke through the silence that had hung over them all.  The chatterboxers were all frightened half to death, and more pale then not in the dim, slowly fading lighting.

"Guys we need to get out of here!" 

The phrase was used again. It had been use three times too many during their stay, but definitely came in handy. 

"I mean, I don't know about you, but after...Sir...Galahad...I don't want to stick around longer. And besides, the lights are dying." Arrabella pointed out, glancing around the room.

"What lights..?" H.A.B. pondered aloud. This caused everyone to fully tear their attention away from the poor captcha, even heartbroken Joan, and search the room.

"Okay. What the actually Mayonaise?" Puck gasped. There was no source of lighting at all. No creepy candles, odd chandeliers, or pulsing skylights. Not even a simple latern to be found.

But somehow there was light, and it was dying. Joan was ready to fight, however, and she clung to the case which held Sir Galahad. "We have to get him out!" She protested for all she was worth. 

It didn't do anything, however. The others were all beginning to get frantic to leave the room, when suddenly the distraught girl dissapeared. Completely. The only thing that remained was a dark hole where she was standing, and her high-pitched scream.

"JOAN!" Puck wailed, rushing over and falling down the hole without a second thought. 

"No! What are you doing!" Ice Cream Queen ran over to the hole as well, peering in it. There were two sounds coming from it now. One was Joan's frantic screaming, and the other was Puck.

Who was laughing her head off.

The others echanged nervous, confused glances.

"Should we follow?" Ruby asked, taking a small step forward. 

"I don't know...I mean..it sounds fun!"  One of the AEs exclaimed, before shrugging and jumping in the hole.

"NO! We should talk about this!" Mirax protested. 

"It's a slide!" The AE called back with a whoop. 

"Maybe it wouldn't be so bad..." He shrugged.

~~~~~~~~

I have to run. I hope to finish this day tommorow. If I don't finish then, then I will definitly finish it on Monday. Thank you for your patience.

submitted by The Puppeteer
(May 1, 2016 - 12:26 am)

Day 3~

After a silent agreement, the chatterboxers slowly began to lower themselves down the so-called slide. One by one, they dissapeared with a squeal. One by one, they left the darkening room. One by one the descened into the unknown, scared out of their wits.

Theodosia was the only one left in the room. Tension hung in the air, and behind it she could hear the black goo swishing against the door. The screams, some of joy and some of fear, had faded away as she stood paralyzed, her eyes locked on Sir Galahad's case.

She could have sworn he moved.

One of the arms, just ever so slightly, moved. No...had been moved. Moved by the almost clear strings that were barely visible in the dim lighting.

"Sir...Galahad?" she whispered, her voice shaking uncontrollably. Was it possible he was still alive? Maybe this was all a big prank. Joan could have been in on it too.

Save for the fact that when suddenly everything went black and Theo screamed, he was gone. The dim lighting returned, and there was no Sir Galahad.

Not a trace of the captcha. The glass hadn't even been moved. 

"Sir...Galahad? This isn't funny!" She summed up her courage to speak, glancing around her.

Her lips hung open.

Something touched her arm.

Theodosia let out yet another startled yelp and whirled around, just in time to see the lifeless, carved eyes of the doll, who looked just like Sir Galahad. There was a sparkle in his eyes, though it surely was Theo's imagination, before everything went dark. 

The limb that touched her reached out, but grasped nothing but air. Theodosia let out a confused squeal as she jumped into the hole and hit a hard, metal surface. It immediatly sent her flying backwards in a seemingly endless spiral.

Hotairballoon rushed to the bottom, trying to see up the slide. "Did you guys hear that! I think it was Theo!"

"Oh! Good, she's coming then!" Ice Cream Queen clapped her hands, smiling giddily.

"No..but...Eh..nevermind," they shrugged, turning away from the slide.

"You know it's about time she comes along," Ruby began from the corner, where he was examining some intricate wiring patches. He was about to say something else, but ended up being cut off by two curses.

"Blast! Watch where you are going, you baffoon!" H.A.B. cried from underneath Theo, who was deathly pale. 

"Watch where you're going," Elvina contradicted for the poor AE.

"Are you alright?" Nova inquired, scanning over the recovering girl. "My scans say you are quite frightened."

She gulped and nodded, standing up and dusting herself off. If she could have looked back, Theo might have realized it would have been better to explain to the others what she saw. But Joan was nearby, and at the moment she was scared of what she might do in desperation.

"I'm really scared of slides," she lied.

"SLides? Why would you be scared of slides?" Spyro stuck out his toungue for a moment, then shrugged.

"Well, I hope you're alright," Shadow nodded. "We had better get going."

"I think I've got these things figured out," Ruby spoke.

You could barely see him in the corner. It wasn't so much that the corner was dark, but there were so many miscellanious wires, and all of them red. They matched his shirt interestingly well, and hid some of him from view.

"It stinks that they are all red, but if my calculations are correct..."

"Calculations are sillly." Mirax stepped over, waving his hand in dismissal before stooping down next to Ruby. "Howzabout a random one?" He chuckled, ignoring Ruby's panicked look as he pushed one.

The room went dark, and half of the people screamed. Even Nova let out a small gasp of startlement. 

Mere seconds later they flicked on, however, and the Cbers were in a completely different room.

"It worked?" Phantom wondered aloud.

Confusion rippled through them until Puck made a welcome observation. 

"Guys! Where is Mirax!"

Everyone exchanged glances, too scared to move. At least until a vibrating, very pained cry echoed through the room.

 

 

submitted by The Puppeteer
(May 3, 2016 - 1:27 am)
submitted by I just help top
(May 4, 2016 - 6:40 pm)

This is getting good now! Keep on like this and you might actually scare me...

Dolphin says "NYNY" even though she's not here. Are you saying you're in New York while we're trapped in a dark mansion of death and... more death?

submitted by hotairballoon
(May 6, 2016 - 5:47 am)
submitted by I top
(May 7, 2016 - 10:04 pm)

I'm sorry this was late. Yesterday and next Saturday are both going to be busy days for me. Thanks for you patience! I really appreciate it! Thank you for contiuing to read as well. I am really enjoying writing this, thought it's hard to stick to it at times.

And yes. The days are now officialy called, 'Deaths'

Death 4~

The snow danced to the the ground like fallen angels. It hadn't relented for a long period of time, and dark clouds still covered the sky. They loomed over the large, abandoned mansion, growling on occasion. 

It was already large enough, thought half of the chambers were underground.

The deepest one delved into the darkness, with no windows and barely any lighting. The earth held it in place, and muffled the scream that echoed from within.

Shadow Dragon let out a cry and jumped backward, before letting out a loud curse word. Everyone turned to stare at her after their initial shock. "We told him not to touch it! Why did he have to go and touch it!"

Puck coughed. "His AE's are gone too, you guys, but I don't know where."

"Speaking of where...where are we anyway? This isn't the same place." Ruby stood, scratching the back of his neck. He was definitely scared, but relieved as well. If he had touched the wrong wire...that might have ended badly.

But it would of saved Mirax. "You know they might still be alive!" He tried to remain optimistic.

"Don't put it like that," Ice Cream whimpered, waving her hand in front of her face. "That makes it sound like they are supposed to be dead!"

"Yeah well they probably are dead!" Joan's voice wavered, thought her expression was emotionless. Everyone's thoughts returned to Sir Galahad, and Theo mentioned her encounter.

"You know he was alive, I think."

"Wait what?!?"

"Remember? The lights suddenly went out, and then he wasn't in the glass case anymore! But then he was behind me...but as a puppet. He seemed to be moving on his own, though the strings were defying gravity and drifting upwards."

"Oh, I hope this is all a big prank you guys." Arrabella hugged herself with a sniffle.

"Oh, oh, it had better not be." H.A.B. growled. "If this is a prank, I will turn their lives into a literal horror story, thank you very much."

"Who would do this to us though?" 

"I don't know..." Sho grumbled, leaning against a wall. "Grasshopper? He's a good prankster, but I haven't seen him around....maybe..Puck? Is this a collaboration between you two?"

Puck took a step back, frantically shaking her head. "Pepper spray yes, turning people into wooden dolls, never!"

Everyone started at her for a moment, squinting in the darkness.

"Wooden...dolls? Puck! You're a genius!" Leaping up from his sitting position, Phantom began pacing. "So those who are disappearing are probably turning into wooden dolls! Theo, you said Sir Galahad tried to grab you, right?"

Theodosia nodded.

"So what if they are like zombies! Anyone who gets taken by the puppets gets turned into one!"

Nobody said anything.

Not a single word.

Silence proceded. Everyone was afraid to speak, for the reality of the situation had just hit them. It made so much sense, but at the same time was very unrealistic. It could not have been a prank. This was very real.

"It...I....um..." Elvina couldn't find her words, and hugged herself tightly.

"Guys, we sh-" Joan began to repeat the phrase that had been used before Arabella interrupted her. 

"No! Everytime we move, or everytime we are forced to leave one person alone for too long, they disappear! Get....turned into a puppet or something! We should just stay here!'

"But we have to get out! We have to keep moving!" Phantom threw his hands in the air with an annoyed grunt. 

"Let's just not leave anyone behind, alright?" Ruby comforted the group, including himself, and gestured towards the hallway that led from their room.

"It's a big hallway, alright? I'm sure more than one of us can fit in it. Phantom is right. This room is getting creepier by the second, we need to go. Let's group together next to each other in groups of two, and get through. I can go last."

Ruby volunteered himself like a true gentlemen, and ended up standing next to Shadow at the end of the line.

When everybody was ready, Hotariballoon let out a loud "Go!" and sent everyone running into the hallway. As soon as the first two people stepped into the long passageway, a loud thud shook the whole area.

Frantically Phantom began shoving people in front of him forward, "GO! GO!" 

Thud came again when the second group dashed into the hallway and continued until it began shaking everything of its own accord. 

~~~~~~~~

I have to go right now. I'll finish soon.

 

submitted by The Puppeteer
(May 8, 2016 - 11:38 pm)

Sorry for being a nit picker, but I'm a girl. :) This is getting really creepy. Top notch work, I look forward to reading the rest.   

submitted by Mirax T., age 12!, Coruscant
(May 10, 2016 - 3:24 pm)

Oh no it's perfectly acceptable! I messed it up before too! I am so sorry, Mirax! And to anyone else who I accidentally butchered.

Off to a concert now.! *sigh* 

submitted by The Puppeteer
(May 10, 2016 - 8:44 pm)