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You were sleeping.
Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
You were sleeping.
You were sleeping. Now, you've been awakened by something. Something indiscernable. You don't know if it's a dream, a nightmare, or a memory. But you remember three words. "Find Little Ann" Little Ann was your dog.
Upon hearing this message, you whistled quietly. Little Ann came rushing out of your bed. Her eyes glowed blue. Not any blue, a colbat-no, it was a blue, that wasn't blue. She spoke, yes, spoke! In a voice.
At oceans end
Where the sky bends
And the world sleeps
Beyond the deep sea
Find a boat
Unlike any other
And tommorow
And tommorow
And tommorow
Creeps
In a pettish pace
From this day onwards
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Strange letter, isn't it? Well, I invite you to a cruise unlike any other, a Hamilton cruise! You must have caught the Hamilton reference in the poetry, right? Well, 20 spots are allowed, and be quick about it! Because you really don't want to miss you own filming of the musical on board the S. S. Schuyler, do you?
Just fill out the sheet below!
Name:
Personality:
AEs That You're Bringing:
CAPTCHAs That You're Bringing:
Luggage:
Other:
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P.S. Side effects may include:
Paranoia
Dizzyness
Tension
Waitforthenextpostitis
Cruel death
Dramatic death
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submitted by The Captain
(August 22, 2017 - 5:33 pm)
(August 22, 2017 - 5:33 pm)
NONONONONONONO PLEASE CAN I BE ELIZAAAAAA?! My baby and my spirit animal <3
(September 9, 2017 - 7:34 pm)
Name: Solomon
Personality: to be seen
AEs That You're Bringing: blazestar
CAPTCHAs That You're Bringing: CAPTCHA
Luggage: sonic screwdriver, a multitude of cat-themed shirts,jeans/sweatpants, PJs, cat-themed sweaters, laser gun, experimental IPA (Incredible Power Armor), extra-dimensional pocket creator, tardis, flamethrower, glasses, bow, sword, medeival armor, dagger, iphone, ipad, ipod, apple watch,
Other: time lord, i am,
(September 9, 2017 - 9:42 pm)
Sorry for the wait, and Kitten & SopranoTwo, I'm not sure what you mean be being those characters, but you have to fill out the sheets. To clarify things, this is just a Hamilton-themed cruise.
(September 11, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
Oh, you were talking about the musical. I'll take your requests into mind, and I will have some virtual auditions . . .
(September 11, 2017 - 8:02 pm)
Day 1 - Part 1
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Kitten squinted up, looking for signs of other living things, falling onto the ship. Nothing except sunlight. Out of nowhere, three dots appeared. They started growing bigger, until you could see the forms of Joy, Willow, and Cake. Kitten suddenly realized a danger, and quickly moved from her position. Almost instantaneously, her AEs and CAPTCHA toppled in a heap on the deck of the ship.
“Hurt!” Cake protested.
“Owww!” Willow moaned.
Joy didn’t have to suffer the indignation of falling on the deck, Cake and Willow’s bodies had cushioned her fall. They picked themselves up, and glanced around.
Soon, other chatterboxers and their companions started arriving. Kitten saw Solomon and Bookworm pop out in twin submarines, with perplexed looks, as to how their vehicles connected. Most of them fell from the sky. Elementgirl got lucky, and materialized directly on the deck. Soon, everyone was on the S. S. Schuyler.
“Welcome to the S. S. Schuyler!” cried a voice.
Everyone turned as one, toward the direction where the sound came from. They saw a middle aged woman, with hair that was constantly changing colors. It was bound in a braid, and sometimes it would turn rainbow. This was not the most unnerving thing about her though. Her eyes, though brown and warm, seemed to bore into Kitten, and Kitten thought it was mesmerizing, and couldn’t look away.
The woman had a slim, petite form, and she was shorter than most of the people present. She was wearing a sparkling, silver T-shirt, and gray jeans. Slung over her back, was a backpack, with a few arrows and the tip of a bow sticking out of it.
“Oh, I used to be with the Hunters of Artemis,” she said, when she caught them staring.
Kitten couldn’t shake the feeling that she had been reading her mind. That was exactly what she was thinking about, the captain’s clothes. They seemed to fit a certain chatterboxer, but she just couldn’t place it. Maybe it was . . .
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(September 13, 2017 - 9:43 pm)
i like my entrance (apearing on deck with a tardis or a swarm of cats would have be better though
)
(September 14, 2017 - 11:50 am)
i like my entrance (apearing on deck with a tardis or a swarm of cats would have be better though
)
captcha says gahu. did it sneeze?
(September 14, 2017 - 11:51 am)
Um. I think you want us to guess you. Unfortunately, I have no ideas.
Also, yay! It's starting! And I didn't fall and get hurt on he deck!
(September 16, 2017 - 7:43 pm)
Yes . . . it is starting. The end is starting . . . it is starting.
My alter ego, since they're under an alibi, they can imitate things, and disgrace themself . . .
(September 17, 2017 - 4:03 pm)
TOOOPPP!!!
(October 7, 2017 - 10:27 pm)