Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
At dusk you open your bedroom curtains, marvelling at the fading sunset over the slushy February snow. Usually the wetness and muddiness of the winter landscape would bother you, but tonight it seems… lovely--almost magical. As a cloud floats away, revealing the full moon, you sigh and curl up under the covers, but you can’t take your eyes off the window. The nightscape is enchanting. A dark cloud covers the moon once again, but as it’s briefly illuminated you realize it isn’t dark at all, but pink. You pause to wonder why a sunset cloud should bother you, and remember that the sun had left the sky ages ago. Your unfocused eyes look back to the window, but the cloud is gone. As you’re persuading yourself it was your imagination, something taps at the window. It’s a snowy owl, holding an envelope. Without a second thought, you jump out of bed to let it in, convinced it’s your Hogwarts letter at last. But as you snatch it up and the owl flies away, you notice it’s addressed to you in pink ink, not green, and sealed with a strange heart design instead of the telltale crest. Inside, you find a crisp, parchment letter and a silver key. The letter reads:
Dearest Chatterboxer,
You and thirteen lucky others have been selected to depart on a lovely vacation at Amor Lodge, a romantic skiing getaway in the snowiest of majestic mountains. Included are free meals, free snacks, free ski rentals, and yes, free white chocolate drizzled popcorn. Enclosed is your silver key, which is your ticket to virtually everything, so don’t lose it!
Amor lodge is not responsible for any injuries, heartbreaks, loss of limbs, deaths, or betrayals of any kind. Please take into consideration that while the other thirteen vacationers may be lucky, it most certainly doesn’t mean you are.
Only a packing list is required. Limit one Alter Ego OR Captcha OR Viktor Krum miniature per guest. Departure will commence on February the fourteenth.
We hope to see you next week!
With Love,
The Amor Lodge Staff
P.S. If you accept, fold along the dotted lines and toss out the window. If you don’t… never mind.
You shake your head, fold the letter into the indicated paper airplane, and toss it out the window uncertainly. A distinct pop sounds and a box of complementary candy hearts promptly appears in your hands. Oddly not in the least disconcerted, you run off to pack.
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A classic ski lodge just in time for Valentine’s Day! Do you accept? Or do you value your life— Ah, did I say that? I mean... nevermind. No charrie sheet required, just a packing list (if you want) and only one AE or Captcha please. I’ll start next week, assuming all 14 slots are filled (slots do not include companions) Enjoy!
(February 6, 2019 - 10:56 pm)
I'll go, if there are any spots left! Looks fun! I'll bring earbuds, chocolate, pens, a journal, and a pocketknife. Harper, you're coming with me!
What?
Ski Lodge! For Valentines Day!
Alright.
(February 8, 2019 - 5:50 pm)
0 spots remaining!
(February 8, 2019 - 8:27 pm)
Are you Neko, Marigold, Alizarine, or cyotedomino?
I will bring the following (I mean, I won't bring it cuz I'm not going anywhere- anyways):
Extra clothes and shoes
toiletries
poetry notebook
chromebook with charger and (wokring, unlike my other pair) a pair of headphones
phone
gum
lightsaber (yellow blade)
pocket knife
a stick
several books
a few assorted legos
and a yodeling toaster.
(February 8, 2019 - 5:56 pm)
No, I am not any of those. I would ask you to please refrain from guessing until the end.
(February 8, 2019 - 8:30 pm)
(February 8, 2019 - 8:31 pm)
Oh, and here's my packing list:
A black backpack covered in fandom pins and iron-on patches contains the following: a ukulele, a toothbrush and toothpaste, a tae-kwon-do dobok (uniform) and yellow belt, comic books, my phone (which has a purple-and-blue case with a starry wolf on it), headphones, and a laptop covered in geeky stickers.
(February 9, 2019 - 8:37 am)
Amor Lodge Staff, are you Stardust?
(February 9, 2019 - 11:23 am)
No, I am not.
(February 9, 2019 - 3:49 pm)
@Rogue Wildling, Who are you taking with you?
@Ella Starburst, What sort of creature is Ted?
(February 9, 2019 - 4:48 pm)
My CAPTCHA, Nihil. Say hi, Nihil.
*Eyes youu susp ishi ssly*
(February 9, 2019 - 7:32 pm)
Thank you for clarifying!
(February 10, 2019 - 6:57 pm)
(February 12, 2019 - 7:18 am)
Thank you all for being patient, as this is late in the day (for me). I apologize in advance for any personality misconceptions, gender errors, etc. If there is a problem as such please point it out. It would help a lot!
Day 1 Part 1
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Squinting at the ceiling, Quill blinked awake. The distant purr of an engine could be heard. As she rolled sleepily out of bed and peered out the window, the purr grew louder. Darkness reigned, yet a few blinking lights pricked the ebony sky. Squinting confoundedly, she pondered at it. Harper walked in and Quill turned.
“Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?” Quill said. Promptly it dawned on her; the owl, the letter, the key… “Ooh.”
She quickly dressed, brushing her purple-tipped hair, and looked through her backpack for the final time. Out of the corner of her eye the key on her dresser glinted. She picked it up and tucked it in the front pocket of her bag. By this time, the noise was so loud, her room was shaking slightly. Quill and Harper shouldered their bags and tiptoed out their front door. The brilliant star-flecked midnight sky greeted them alongside the chill air, but they hardly noticed. A dark shape hovered over their house—a jet. A rope ladder shot down from it inches from where they stood, causing them to jump back as it thumped to the ground. Quill shrugged and began climbing, Harper staying close behind. The two climbed up into a small luggage room. Some of the racks were full, most notably one holding a large suitcase labeled “Leafpool”. As they looked around, a winch behind them reeled the rope ladder up, and the hatch shut behind it. They moved cautiously through the doorway and came into the compact passenger compartment. Pairs of deep red luxury seats lined either side of the minimal walkway. Red velvet-lined luggage racks were built above the seats, many of them full, and there were small, dark windows by every window-seat. It seemed as though most of the vacationers were already here.
“Quill!” S. Clockwork and Satin were turned around in their adjacent seats. Quill waved and took a pair of seats with Harper near the front end of the miniature plane. No sooner had they sat down when the flight attendant began to speak over the intercom.
“All passengers please take out your keys and sit with your companions. I will be coming to check them shortly shortly.” There was a short bustle as everyone searched their bags for their keys and rearranged themselves. A door opened at the front of the plane, and a smiling dark-skinned young man with short black hair and a handsome red uniform walked down the aisle. Each Chatterboxer in turn showed their silver key and indicated their companions.
When the attendant made his way back towards the front, he walked backwards and said in a deep and amiable voice, “Welcome aboard the Amor Lodge shuttle plane! I will be your attendant today. The bathrooms are at the back near the door, and the snack bar and water fountain are at the front, just behind this door. This trip is all-expenses paid, so all snacks and drinks are free when you show your key. Please enjoy your trip! I’ll be sitting here up front if you need me.” He sat across from Quill and Harper and began to read a book.
Kitten, Cake, and Nihil eagerly made a beeline to the snack bar. Harper looked behind her at the remaining companions, puzzled. Ella Starburst was sitting with her captcha, Ted, and Vyolette with hers, Agatha. Leafpool sat looking dreamily at her miniature statue of Cedric Diggory. Out of them all, she was the only AE.
Feeling slightly lonely, Harper lay back in her seat.
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(February 14, 2019 - 6:08 pm)
*Grabs a bag of Takis from the snack bar and runs back to Rogue*
(February 14, 2019 - 8:31 pm)
Oo, a jet! I've never even been on a plane...
(February 14, 2019 - 9:07 pm)