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The wind blows in your face as you walk back from school, cursing the fact that you left your sweater at home. It isn't cold enough for the fleece that you have tucked in your backpack, but something to protect your bare arms would have been nice. You can barely breathe, the wind not giving you a chance to suck in some still air, so you turn and walk backwards instead. That's better.
In your moment of enjoying the usage of your lungs, you don't notice the black shape that was following you dart behind a tree. It is upset; now it won't get to have some fun. It tosses the knife it was holding onto the pavement, and you hear the clink and go over to investigate. You don't want to pick the weapon up, but as you look it melts into a scroll. You pick it up and read,
Hello, traveler! Many apologies that we could not frighten you with use of this knife, and had to give you a boring old scroll instead, but this might be safer anyways, don't you think? I am The Shadow Mistress, and I am here to welcome you to a cross-country tour of Europe in a special, one-of-a-kind moving castle!* We'll go to famous monuments, have scenic detours, and there will be NO pushing of people off the cliffs of Ireland!
Oh, and also, unfortunately, you have no choice but to go, because there is an assassin hiding behind the tree on your left who may or may not have another knife.
Have fun! Hope to see you there!
Not-So-Sincerely,
The Shadow Mistress
*Studio Ghibli copied off US, not the other way around.
You glance at the tree off to your left. Is it just your imagination, or is there a shadow lurking there?
You decide not to take chances, and go home to pack.
submitted by The Shadow Mistress
(May 22, 2016 - 12:11 pm)
(May 22, 2016 - 12:11 pm)
NOOO!!!! I DIED!!!!
This is so smart, Shadow!!! Making people die, NOT at the murderer's hands!
Also, Fúdìmó, I hate you for life. Well, for death, anyway. Bad Fúdìmó! No killing your CBer!
Fúdìmó: You deserved it.
Hèmǐn: How can you say that?!?!?
I'm evil. Duh!
*Rolls eyes*
Xiǎo tùzǐ: Rabd Buny?!?!?! Iiii hope itis nott mmee! Iiii woul dntt kill anny onne!!!
I hope it's you, Xiǎotùzǐ! We can be killer buddies together.
Hèmǐn: *Picks up Xiǎo tùzǐ, runs away from Fúdìmó*
(July 3, 2016 - 8:06 pm)
it's a bit late, but can i come?
i'll bring my invisible car, a lightsaber, a camera, a dagger, my HP books and sweets. lots of sweets.
(July 3, 2016 - 11:47 pm)
You're right, I am the Shadow Mistress! I noticed I accidentally posted under my own name. . . I just hoped no one would notice. xD
And I'm sorry, name, but you can't join, we're much too far in.
I have a lot of stuff to catch up on, but I'll try to post a new installment tonight.
(July 5, 2016 - 3:45 pm)
TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!!!!!!!!!
(July 6, 2016 - 7:48 pm)
Day 10
Fúdìmó was feeling very proud.
He'd gotten farther than anybody else with the mystery. He'd even assisted the murderer without being caught. He'd gotten his revenge on the Shadow Mistress, who shut them all in an empty parallel universe to die. He was sure he was the only one besides the shadows to know this.
So he felt perfectly safe drifting off to sleep.
____
There's a lot to get used to, being a shadow.
For one thing, you have less control over your appendages. You have to focus to remain corporeal. And worst of all, the distinctive shadow personality begins to take you over.
You retain your old personality, of course. Each shadow is different, as each human (or otherwise) is different. But at the same time, you become more sly. More inclined to lie, cheat, and tease. To instigate. You find yourself slipping into the dark.
You become evil.
This is what was happening to the Shadow Mistress.
She was fighting it, as every shadow does. She was fighting it better than most, because she was expecting it.
But she was losing.
____
A sharp scream from Pavlavla began the morning.
At once, most of the CBers-- but not the Shadow Mistress, notably-- burst into the room.
Fúdìmó was lying on the bed, eyes glassy and unblinking. All the blood had drained from his face. His sheets had been pulled back to the foot of his bed, and his arms were crossed over his chest. His wizards' robes billowed around him like laundry in a breeze. There was no sign of damage, but he was certainly dead.
On the wall of the Green Room, on top of the hideous wallpaper, there were written words in what looked horridly like blood:
THERE IS ONLY ONE MURDERER.
___
The Shadow Mistress swept into the hall for breakfast. Many of the people gasped when they saw her changed form.
"Yes, our dear Fúdìmó was kind enough to murder me yesterday," she said, with a smile unlike that of the shadow of the Dark Lord's. "But I see not only He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is absent from the table this morning?"
Her guests frowned, and looked up and down, searching for the missing person.
"Where's Xiâo túzî?" said Hèmîn.
"I was with PSXtreme when she-- died!" said BABTMP suddenly. "She was attacked by a rabid rabbit!"
The CBers exchanged glances.
"Well, I think it's safe to say that the dear CAPTCHA is also quite dead," said the Shadow Mistress matter-of-factly. "Now, we're on rather a long journey today, as I'm about done with Ireland, so I'm doing a room change today instead of a tourist attraction, unless any of you are interested in sharks. Requests will be taken into account."
A new notice was pinned up on top of the first when they reached the corkboard.
ROOM 1
Natalie
Donut
Pavlavla
ROOM 2
Torstyn
Puck
Elsa
BowAndBalletTheMechanicalPencil
ROOM 3
Veronica
Cortana
Hèmîn
ROOM 4
Natalie
Tara
HotAirBalloon
(July 7, 2016 - 8:26 pm)
Natalie is on there twice.
(July 8, 2016 - 8:35 am)
So she is! Sorry. Instead of Natalie for room 4, it's Shadowmoon.
(July 8, 2016 - 10:58 am)
AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
This is getting really good!!! Please keep going!
Also, isn't Sir Galahad still alive? I don't see him on the rooming list.
Also, was putting Puck, Torstyn, and Elsa in the same room a coincedance???
(July 8, 2016 - 10:46 am)
One, no, I put them in the same room on purpose of course!
Two, sorry! I have him checked off on my list. I think he was supposed to be with Puck, Torstyn, and Elsa but I decided to put BABTMP there instead. . . he's in room 3.
Sorry for the confusion, everyone!
(July 8, 2016 - 1:49 pm)
Ok, thanks!
(July 8, 2016 - 9:14 pm)
I'm dead? Okay. Now I'll just wait in Albania for some person to possess! Then they'll bring me back to life.
Xiǎo tùzǐ is dead!!!!! No!!!!!!
Notice how Hèmǐn didn't grieve for Fúdìmó.
Who would want a filthy Mudblood to grieve for you?
Iiii kild psxt reme? What?! Aand noow Iimm dead?
I suppose that I'll be killed next, so Mei's entire crew including her will be wiped out.
Don't be so depressed! It's nice here in Ghostland.
*Rolls eyes* Let's press submit.
The CBer decides when to press submit!
True.
On second thought, I want to press submit. Xiǎo tùzǐ, are you ready with the CAPTCHA?
Fhop! Fhop!
Good bunny. Bye guys!
(July 8, 2016 - 2:18 pm)