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You are sitting on your bed, staring out the window. You're parents have totally banned you from any socializing, even the CBer! All because you got FRAMED for stealing your little sister's toy dog! You can almost imagine your sister's smug face as she thinks about where she hid the dog. You finally get up and dress. You've decided to take a walk. As you tiptoe out the front door, a wind picks up and leaves start to swirl around. You head back inside. It's too cold. As you slip back into bed, you hear a slight crumpling of paper. An inquisitive feeling starts to grow and you feel around for the paper. You finally snatch it out from under the covers. In an instant, the light is on and you're reading the paper. It's an old-style piece of parchment.
Dear Special CBer,
You, yes, you, have been one of the twelve lucky CBers chosen to go on a vacation in FANTASYLAND! Fantasyland is the land where stories come true, good and bad. But don't fear the villains! Since the protagonists have defeated them in every story, none of them will harm you. Back to your vacation now. You will be traveling to the story headquarters where every story in existence is cataloged. You will be staying in the newly opened resort called Fairy Vacations Free! And yes, it is free! Except for custom-made popcorn. From there on, you will get to meet story characters of all kind! From Murtagh to Snow White! We will be having a ticket raffle for the 13th guest who is a V.I.P. You will also get to experience amusment rides of all kinds! The Harry Potter Duel Simulator is a fairly popular one. Also, there will be a swimming pool connected to a water park. Won't that be fun! Pack your bags and hop on either Thorn, Saphira, Shruikan (tamed of course and will seat two), Norberta, Nagini, a Thestrel, Blackjack, Snow White's carriage, Snowfire, the Knight Bus (will seat three)! A solo audience with the people who own the transport will be allowed too! You are permitted to bring one CAPTCHA, three AEs, and anything of your choice! RVSP on the back.
Sincerely
The Fantasy Story Keeper
You read the tiny, fine print at the bottom.
Staff are not responsible for any death. Please fill out sheet.
Name:
Personality:
What you are bringing:
Other:
I am/am not coming to this trip.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Okay, so, you may have noticed this is a ski lodge. OF COURSE YOU NOTICED THAT THIS IS A SKI LODGE! It's my first and I'm just writing off the top of my head so the writing might not be first-rate. The V.I.P. will be the murderer, coming without my knowing. One of the villains hijacked the raffle so that a murderer will come. But who indeed is the V.I.P.?
submitted by Fantasy Story Keeper, age ? million, Fantasyland
(April 1, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
(April 1, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
HAMILTON!!! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is a great ski lodge, FSK!
Poor Willow. And Lily, and Anabelle.
(April 14, 2017 - 6:16 am)
It's me. I know it.
(April 14, 2017 - 10:19 am)
@Fantasy Story Keeper,
Are you going to reveal who you are, or do you want us to guess?
(April 14, 2017 - 11:44 am)
Guessing please!
Day 2 - Part 2
~~~
Lock and Anna swam for a long time. They saw some wonders that no human eye has ever seen. Millions of fish teemed in the waters. Even a few SeaWings! Lock and Anna finally surfaced. "That was fun!" Lock said. "Yes," agreed Anna, at a loss for words. They suddenly noticed that they were holding each other's hand. "Um," they both stuttered. Their faces turned pink. Romance was hanging in the air, ready to pounce. "Well, I've b-been w-w-wanting t' say this for a long time," Lock said, "but Anna, I think I like you." Anna blushed so that she was a shade of magenta. "I guess I like you too," she mumbled. Lock and Anna both smiled as they went on land again. They were holding each other's hand again.
~~~
When Lock and Anna returned, every AE eye was on them. "I thought you were dead!" squeaked Key. "Ya! And you return in love," shrieked Fred. Every AE got a dreamy look while gazing at Lock and Anna. They started pestering them so Lock found Anna a quiet place to sit. It was a cozy alcove in the side of a amusment ride. It was just perfect, almost, perhaps, meant to be there. Anna was sitting there when a creak sounded. Another one. Then suddenly, the alcove crashed down, tons of marble and debris raining down on Anna. Lock jumped in and pulled Anna who was white with fear. "I-I was almost killed two t-times today," she muttered in shock. "It's okay," soothed Lock. "It's okay." In truth, it wasn't okay. The murderer wanted Anna very badly, apparently. They decided not to tell Elementgirl.
~~~
Meanwhile, Nebula, Starseeker, and Autumn Artist wandered off together, having the time of their lives in the Museum of everything CBer. "Look!" Starseeker cried out," The longest thread in CBer history created by balletandbow! LONGEST THREAD EVER! This thread was originally something announcing the current longest thread, but since the title said it, loyal CBers turned it into the LONGEST THREAD EVER!" Nebula found another thread history. "A thread made by Cara, age twelve has passed its nine year anniversary. THIS MEANS THAT CARA IS OFFICIALLY AN ADULT!" Nebula yelled with excitement. "I love, love, love this museum!" Autumn Artist added. They continued wandering with a few excited outbursts. Especially when they found the first RP ever made.
~~~
Soon everyone had a lunch of Hogwarts food and went into their rooms to to rest. While she was in the Villains room, Amarillis noticed a sword stained with dragon blood. Upon closer inspection, she found out that there were fingerprints on the hilt. "Fing erpr ints! Onth eswo rd!!" Amarillis shouted. "What?" Fireburst hurried over. Soon, every CBer in the Villain Room was gathered around the sword. "Don't touch it," Esquire of Rohan warned. "Dragon blood is extremely dangerous. I lived five years with dragons from Arabia. Let me use my fingerprint testing kit to test these." The results came out with a dissapointed look. "They were Annabella's own fingerprints," Esquire reported. Groans came up from the crowd as they went back to their business.
~~~
At dinner, everybody was restless. They had questions. As the FSK came in, they started hurling questions at her. "Calm down, I'll answer your questions," said the FSK. "So, who's first?" she asked. "I am," said Elementgirl, "why was there Hamilton blaring out from the speakers?" "Well, Fantasians have never heard the name, Hamilton, but it's a personal favorite. I like Farmer Refuted," replied the FSK. And so, question after question was fired away. Soon, everyone drifted away to the safety of their dorms and fell asleep. The last blinkof light fell down the hill and the stars appeared. One blinked, as if to say, "Be careful, bad times are coming."
~~~
Like it? Day three might not come as soon as the others.
(April 14, 2017 - 10:24 pm)
Wait, what? Me? Like Lock? *blushes* I don´t think so.
Well, maybe you do. And FSK, please keep playing the Hamilton!
I agree!
Oh, by the way, great part!
(April 15, 2017 - 6:18 am)
Ok wait. Are you trying to make me think its me when its really not or not. I tottaly am confuzzled now. Carry on! Oh and, great job!
(April 16, 2017 - 1:30 pm)
Ummmmm...... I think you might have forgotten about me.
(April 17, 2017 - 1:44 pm)
Destiny, you're not on my list. I can't find your charrie sheet.
Day 3 - Part 1
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There were screams in the Villains Room. Anna had been found shoved under the bed, and dead. Lock Kyar was devastated. "Must be a wand," he muttered, for there was no mark. The Villains stumbled out, grim. Saphira roared, "We can't be sure we're safe in our beds even!"
~~~
Everyone was silent as Anna and Willow's bodies were buried and a tree planted on top of them. The FSK said that it would be nice if their bodies provided nourishment for a plant. So their CBers agreed to it. Anabella and Lilypad's forms had not been recovered. Soon, after laying down their gifts at the funeral, the CBers trooped back to the dining hall. It was blueberry day.
~~~
After breakfast, most of the CBers hung around the place, not sure what to do. Joan B. of Arc and Quirker eventually visited the Art Workshop. They found it amazing. Soon, they were replicating some of the finest picturings ever made on the CB. Joan B. of Arc soon found that she needed to go the the restroom. "I'll be right back, okay," she told Quirker. Quirker nodded absentmindedly and continued to replicate a fine picturing of Esquire. Joan B. continued plodding along the hall, noisily. Too noisily. Joan was walking back to the Art Studio but then, a figure blocked her path. "Oh, hello," Joan said with mild interest. "Hello," replied the figure. She/He drew a sharp knife. "There isn't any chance of you being the murderer, is there?" Joan asked trembling. Her answer was a knife in her throat. "HELP! THE MURDERER IS-" she was cut off by her death. The CBers rushed to the scene, CAPTCHAs included. They were too late. Joan lay lifeless on the floor. That morning, at 10:00, a new tree was added to the other two.
~~~
Sorry guys, I'm not writing much. I had to write this all over three times because it got deleted with "technical problems" twice. Destiny, you honestly aren't on my list.
(April 17, 2017 - 9:42 pm)
Ah, I found your charrie sheet Destiny. You'll join as a fourteenth guest in the Villains Room.
(April 17, 2017 - 9:43 pm)
Will you reveal yourself, or are we supposed to guess you?
(April 19, 2017 - 4:33 pm)
(April 19, 2017 - 4:27 pm)
Please guess me!
(April 19, 2017 - 7:19 pm)
Uh oh... I'm still alive... that means I could be the murderer! (If I'm not, please don't take this as an excuse to kill me!!!)
~Starseeker
(April 19, 2017 - 8:50 pm)
Oh wait, does this mean Im not the murderer? Hmm...
(April 21, 2017 - 8:17 am)
MWAHAHAHA! I shall wreak havoc with my writing! How do I write like tomorrow won't arrive? How do I write like I need it to survive? How do I write every second I'm alive, every second I'm alive . . .
(April 22, 2017 - 3:36 pm)