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I think I forgot to mention this, but theories and such are welcome!

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Day 2, Part 3:

Across the room, Nox tossed their hair, jet black with silver streaks and shrowded in galaxy-colored mist, and drew their obsidian dagger, looking quite cool while doing it. 

“Twiddidly-diddy-dum-dum-do!” Lightning Girl got many stares as she shot an arrow from her thigh towards Recovery girl, managing to puncture only the fabric on her shoulder and pin  her to the wall. Recover Girl ripped free of LG’s bond with ease.

Nox ran towards her, but Recovery Girl dodged. Nerd shrieked “help!” There was a frantic hurry towards the waiting room and the four others barged through.

“What's happening!” Cried Madam Pomfrey. Katara opened a sack hanging from around her neck. Inside was water. As she moved her hands, it manipulated and formed. She did this with amazing skill.

Water bending. The water slashed through the air like a blade and quickly formed around Recovery Girl’s feet, turning to ice almost instantly and trapping her as she struggled to free herself. Will let out an incredibly loud, shrieky whistle, forcing everyone to cover their ears. “Any more and you would have collapsed,” her muttered, as a golden, glowing sword flew in just as Recovery Girl got one leg free.

“Incarcerous!” Shouted Madam Pomfrey and thick chains shot from her wand, binding Recovery Girl just as Katara was redoing the ice bonds. The golden sword pointed towards her threateningly.

“Explain yourself! Cried Nox as they also pointed their dagger towards her.

Then, Recovery Girl’s shoulder slumped and her eyes closed. Magnus Chase stepped forward, putting his hand on her wrist, and confirmed, with a grim expression, that she was dead.

“Hey Senor” Luna gaped. Was that sword speaking???

“Remember that time when --”

“Oh gods, not this,” Magnus muttered. He gripped the sword and turned him into a small, smooth stone with a symbol on it and hung him around his neck.

Will stared, horrified at what had happened and the messed up room. The ferocity slowly faded from Katara’s eyes and she looked down. Madam Pomfrey's face remained unchanged but Jaybells could sense the sadness lingering behind it.

“So she’s gone.” Muttered Niteskiies. “She’s --she’s really gone? Why??”

“I don’t know!” Said Kitty, tears in faer eyes.

“None of us do,” said Katara sadly. “That’s why we must hold on to hope -- for hope is all we have.”

“Oh, yes, and I bet its going to make you tear-bend,” said Silver. Katara glared at her.

“Sorry -- that was insensitive.”

Katara crossed her arms. “Yes, yes it was.”

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That was only beginning, the  CBers found out, when another fictional character whose name was not specified was reported by Lina Mayfleet to have “crashed” which was what they had nicknamed Miss.Honey’s condition. After the earlier events and fight, including Recovery Girl’s odd death, the CBers had been sent back to their dorms. Kitty Cat had summoned some origami paper from faer Bag of Anything and was folding paper crane after paper crane after paper crane. fae began to teach Quill and Jaybells how to do it, too. Silver drew the book Matilda from her bag and began to read it, occasionally crying softly. Niteskiies, themysticw0lf, and Luna sat on opposite sides of the room, all three of which were scribbling in galaxy-themes notebooks/sketchbooks. Their seemed to be a lot of galaxy-themed notebooks.

Witing was reading The Magic Misfits. Twilight was stretching. Lightning Girl was sketching another still life with the objects she had drawn earlier. Wreeboo followed Silver’s example and began reading Matilda. Nerdface pulled out her copy of Confessions of a Murder Suspect.

None of them really had an appetite to go outside, other than during dinner when only half of them had appetites to eat anyways. None of them had the appetite to go outside, that is, except for Quill.

They had more questions for The Fictionalist. All of them did, really, but Quill was the one who really wanted to ask The Fictionalist.

So, they wandered around the halls of Building 5 a bit after dinner until they found the golem and entered without The Fictionalist’s permission like the last night. This time when they knocked on the door to The Fictionalist’s office it took a minute for The Fictionalist to open it.

“Yes?” She said tiredy. “Oh, its you again.” Her words were not soft but her face was kind.

“I -- I want to know -- why did that happen?” Asked Quill, slightly squekilly.

The Fictionalist shook her head. “I have no idea either but I am working on investigating that.”

“Later,” interrupted Lacun, “We’ll do that later, right?”

“No, we’ll do that NOW, or as soon as that pesky child gets out,” said Iris, who somehow still didn’t have a single hair out of place. Was it, like, made of rock or something?

The Fictionalist ignored them as she had grow so apt at doing. 

“I am at least as worried as the rest of you, however, for reasons that . . . I can not share now.” She hesitated befoe she said this, then smiled. “Now, get along to bed -- we have more exploring ahead of us tomorrow.”

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Important references:

Will Solace - Percy Jackson

Katara - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Magnus Chase - Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Recovery Girl - My Hero Academia

Madam Pomfrey - Harry Potter

Jack the Sword: Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard 

Lina Mayfleet: City of Ember 

Other references: Avatar: The Last Airbender

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Sorry that this is taking me so long! I am having trouble working up the motivatoin to write.

So much for a "daily writing habit." o_0 

(Also, for anyone who wasn't there last time, I'm Feli) 

Apologies for the delay! Here's the next part. I plan to edit a ton of it next month for Camp NaNo . . . That should help with how slow I've been. Maybe.

Day 3, Part 1

The CBers were woken up by Lina Mayfleet, who apparently had gotten permission to shout “GOOD MOOOORNING!!!” at them to wake up, which she took great pleasure in. 

When the CBers came out, blearily rubbing their eyes, she repeated to them the following message:  “Ms.Honey has died. Matilda is faring better than expected. The other who crashed is pretty close to being revived, though, and he’ll probably be okay. One more crashed in the middle of the night and was recently found -- she isn't dead yet but there is not much that the healers can do for her. Your tours will continue today and they will be led by Cass, since The Fictonalist needs to do some research. Now, it’s time for breakfast! Is this everyone?” The CBers nodded. All of them had gathered around.

Afte breakfast, which most of them ate this time, there were the tours beginning. They started going down building 2 with Cass. She was still wearing her backpack -- the CBers were suspecting that she did indeed never take that thing off.  “Here Is Building 2.” She said. “It’s on the opposite side of where you had first arrived which was outside of Building 4. See, they are labeled counterclockwise.”

She handed all of the CBers maps so that they could see for themselves. In  the center was Building 5. Buildings two, three, and four each had smaller labels underneath them. They were labeled “Hall of Genres” for Building 2, “Hall of Mediums” for Building 3, and “Hall of Storytelling Elements” for Building 4. There was also a small, unmarked building at the edge which the CBers hadn’t yet seen. Luna was excited to go to Building 4, perhaps to improve their writing skills, but first they had to see the other two..

Cass told them the plan for the day: they would be exploring, which they had been supposed to start the day before but hadn’t gtten the chance to. Once they felt like they were done exploring a particular location they would move on to the next one. How much they got to explore was up to them.

Cass also mentioned how the initial plan had been to have Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle be their guide for the day. To many of the CBers’ disappointments, she was too busy taking care of some of the younger characters.

Once the CBers entered Building 2, it made sense to them why it was called a “hall.” It was long and narrow, just like a hallway. The four outer buildings were almost like walls around the courtyard at the center of which was building five, but walls with gaps at the edges. Well, except for Building 1, the dormitories, where the sleeping spots of both the CBers and the fictional characters were sticking out of it, making most of the building except for the edges wider. Nerdface very briefly considered signing a petition to naming the buildings Maria, Rose, and Sina, before dismissing the idea. Wait -- where did that idea even come from?? 

Anyways, the CBers were instantly overcome by all the sensations in the hall. Along the sides were rooms that were not blocked off by walls so they just felt like part of the area.

There were, sounds, sights, and even textures to everything designed to make it a more interactive experience. Some rooms were round; others were rectangular. Others were strangely shaped strangely. The hall was divided into sections painted different colors for different genres. Each of the rooms room was a subgenre. Each room was painted slightly different shades of it’s main genre color.

For example, The fantasy area, (the largest section), was painted purple. One of the rooms was light purple for realistic fantasy. The room was a hexagon with a slice in it covered in knobs and buttons on one side. There, Quill found a “create your own realistic fantasy world” simulator which they spent most of their time at. One could select a modern-day city or randomly simulate a new one, then add in ghosts, dragons, superpowered people, etc., and could  create their own magic systems. 

Another room in that area was magenta for high fantasy. The room was a perfect circle with a pillar in the center that had the history of the high fantasy genre on it. On the walls of that room were several buttons that would display hologram animations of various fictional creatures. There were Wings of Fire dragons and Harry Potter dragons, Keeper of the Lost Cities elves and The Dragon Prince elves. Team The Ultimate Nerds even cam up with a game for it which they called “battle of the magical creatures” which they were sure The Fictionalist would agree was a VERY creative name. They did other roleplay games with it too, and they spent most of their time there.

Some of the holograms were animations in a  forever repeating loop (or forever until one pushed the button again). Others were like magical AIs, programmed to act and react like the magical creature would. Team The Ultimate Nerds’ favorites were the ones where they could use a series of levers and buttons to control the creature’s movements. This took a bit of practice but once they got the hang of it they had a ton of fun roleplaying and doing pretend fights using the holograms against each other. The room was pretty big so there was lots of space for a big battlefield.

There were many other genre rooms, too, even a small Save the Cat genre section. Most of the CBrs explored more in there then the ones in  the fantasy sections. Each room had at least some interactive parts, educational parts, and a “famous examples” section. 

Themysticw0lf was slightly annoyed at first about the layout of the area. After all, if one wanted to go to a room other than the one they were just at they had to walk quite some distance. One time they were at the Historical Fiction section and wanted to compare it to the Science Fiction section but they had to walk over half the length of the building. They then found, however, that they were actually quite grateful for this choice of design. They got sidetracked many times on that one walk, in a goodway, discovering many cool things they hadn’t gone to or realized along the way. 

The CBers spent almost the entire moning there. They got snack around halfway through, brought by Lina.  When they were finally done, Cass announced that they would be having a bit of an early lunch.

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Important references:

Lina Mayfleet - City of Ember

Cass - The Secret Series

Other References: Matilda, Mrs.Piggle-Wiggle, Attack on Titan, Wings of Fire, Harry Potter, Keeper of the Lost Cities, The Dragon Prince.

the story's getting more interesting, no?

*hopes people have been following along* 

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Day 4, part 1:

On the third full day of their adventures at The Campus the CBers were going to explore some more. However, these plans were almost immediately deviated from when The Fictionalist announced that that day they would be completing a very important mission with Professor Sprout. 

That morning, The Fictionalist had announced that the crashes had continued, but for the most part, they would stop receiving these notifications. The Fictionalist would lead them to the library which somehow the CBers had not yet gone to, a fact which Silver Crystal was truly awed/horrified by. I mean, how couldn’t they have seen the library yet??? This was truly tragic. Oh, and so was all the characters dying of course.

Well, it turned out that maybe, just maybe, she could kill two proverbial bird with one stone.

The CBers were led through parts of Building 5 One of the most interesting areas they passed (Of course, every area here was interesting what with the swirling colors on the walls and all) was a hallway lined with quotes. Quotes both from fiction and not from fiction about fiction. Nox read one of them: “The sorcery and charm of imagination, and the power it gives to the individual to transform his world into a new order and delight, make it one of the most treasured of all human capacities” - Frank Barron. There were others, too, such as “Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night” and “I seem to have a penchant for stealing things from math books.”

Another interesting part that they found was a certain patch of a rug -- not lots of confusing little scenes and designs, but instead, one big, clear scene. Upon closer inspection, it was actually several scenes combined but they looked like one.

It was a giant battle. Nox particularly liked this one and pointed it out frequently to the others. 

When Silver Crystal stepped into the library, it was even bigger, better, cooler than she could have imagined. 

Books were piled high in a large circular room lit with elaborate chandeliers and windows at the top -- this must be the tallest part of the building, multiple stories high! There was a gradually sloping ledge to walk on around the room to reach books and a rail thing to keep from falling off onto the carpeted floor below. There were many carts overflowing with books, too.

In the center of the room was a large circular thing, covered with books, reaching to the ceiling and with a ledge so it was like an inside out version of the room. It must look like a donut from above! As The Fictionalist proceed to show them, there were still more books on the inside of the thing in the center.

There was an arch on a section of the outer wall which led to a large rectangular room with computers, art supplies desks, chairs, board games, a couple more scattered books, and tables. That part was more like  normal library, except for the wonderful tapestries on the walls. 

Silver hardly had time to admire it all before she and the others were dragged into the rectangular room where a woman whose name tag read “Professor Sprout “ was standing.

In the corner was a teenager with olive skin, dark hair in a braid, and a quiver of arrows and a bow slung over her shoulder. She was wearing a golden pin with a bird whose wings and beak connected to the outer ring.

The Fictionalist, who had followed them there, began to speak. 

“Yesterday, Ella the harpy over here,” she gestured towards a small harpy which the CBers had not noticed “said something to us. As some of you may know, Ella has an excellent memory for things she reads and very often says semi-relevant quotes that she has read. Although she may not have known it, we believe whatever she read off of contained vital information about the current, ah, situation with the characters crashing and such. Ella had said --”

Then Ella interrupted. “a cure for the fallen characters. The ingredients can only be found at the gathering of stories: Morning Pod seeds and Opalblush petals, in bounty.” 

The Fictonalist nodded. “Yes. That was it. Professor Sprout, would you like to take over to explain the mission?”

Professor Sprout nodded. “Yes. You see, we believe that Ella had found a cure for these ‘crashes’ as we are calling them. We would like you CBers to go and find it, and also to figure out how to make it work. We dug around in the Den of Fiction a bit and came up with the location of these two plants. They both live near the north side of The Campus, one in the northwest corner and the other in the middle of the northern edge, both in the forest, too. Half of you will go with the group to find them along with the help of Katniss Everdeen over here.” The teenager from the back corner nodded. That was Katniss.

“The other half of you will stay here, in the library, to see if you can find what Ella was reading off of. Despite my being an herbology teacher, I have not heard of either of these plants. Hopefully that page, or another with more information on these plants, will contain the information on how to put these ingredients together to make the cure.” 

“That group,” Sprout continues, “Will have the help of Munira Atrushi. She is librarian.” Sprout was talking about another woman who had just walked in.

“But first!” Said a tiny voice with a British accent, coming from the area of the shelf that Ella was on. It was definitely not Ella, though, and Professor Sprout lifted the creature from which the voice was coming from so that they could see. The CBers leaned in and saw a thin man, small enough to fit in ones ear, dressed in red with a red cone-shaped hat and stickfigure-like arms and legs. Wreeboo jumped back.

“Do not worry! I am more of a writer than a fighter. I must properly introduce myself -- hello, my name is Alfur, and I am an elf! As I was saying, first the library group must fill out the proper paperwork to use the library!”

“Wait -- why would we need paperwork just to browse the library????” asked LG grumpily.

“We elves take paperwork very seriously -- it is a truly magical bond! But we can get to that later, and apologies for my interrupting,” he finished.

“Teams Wolfcats and Otherworldly will be going to collect plants,” said Professor Sprout. “That would be Niteskiies, Nox, Kitty, Jaybells, Wreeboo, and Nerdface.

“The ones staying here,” she continued,“ will be Twilight, Quill, Lightning Girl, Silver Crystal, Luna-Starr, and Writing_In_the_dark. Those, of course, are teams Illegal Lilacs and The Ultimate Nerds.”

Yes!! Thought Silver Crystal. Books! FiNaLlY.

“Now, Katniss will hand the first group a map so that they can see the location of each plant. You don’t actually know what they look like but Katniss says that she will probably know most of the other plants so it should be fine with the process of elimination.”

“Group two, as Alfur already mentioned, you should just fill out the proper paperwork so that you can use any part of the library today. Than the rest of us will begin searching when Katniss’s group goes to collect the ingredients.”

The groups divided and, just as Nerdface was walking out the door that led out of the library to the outside with the others, she thought to herself, “This sounds too good to be true.”

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Important references:

Proffessor Sprout - Harry Potter 

Katniss Everdeen - The Hunger Games

Ella - Percy Jackson

Alfur - Hilda

Munira Atrushi - Arch of a Scythe 

Other references: Umm, not that I can think of? Credit to my mathbook. ;)

I'm so sorry that I've been forgetting to update! Thank you, Silver Crystal, it means a lot to me that you're enjoying this.

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Day 4 Part 2

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“I hate this quiznakking, rotten banana-like disease,” muttered Twilight as she continued to browse through the rows of books, being part of the team who had decided to search the actual shelves rather than the rest of the library. “No, more like a rotten AVOCADO. honestly hope that this will be more than a luke-warm moth-chewed source, or we will have wasted all this time on it.” The strange insults were coming.

“You’re strange, you know that?” said Writing as they thumbed through the nonfiction ”al” section along with Twilight. “In a good way. I like strange! It’s a good thing.”

“Um, sure, I guess?” said Twilight skeptically. “Anyways, here.” she pulled out a small, leather-bound volume labeled “Alchemy and It’s Secrets.” 

“Are you kidding?” asked Writing. “In stories, it’s always the thick leather-bound books with the useful information hidden deep inside, not the small ones -- there probably won’t even be much information in that puny thing!”

“Let’s see then,” Twilight flipped it open, and instantly realized that she might need glasses to read the tiny text. Nevertheless, she leaned in close and began to skim the table of contents.

“Ingredients . . . page 11.” She began to skim that. Morning Pods. Morning Pods? Was there any information on Morning Pods? What about Opalblush? Any Opalblush? Would they be listed in the index? No?

In response, Writing grabbed a thick leather-bound volume on alchemy.

Earlier, Munira had shown the two where the “al” section was. (Apparently she used to work in a future version of the Library of Alexandria filled with the diaries of socially sanctioned killers.) 

Meanwhile, Professor Sprout was over by the “Bo” section (botany) and Silver Crystal was at the “ma” section (for magic, particularly magical diseases). Only letters Q-U were on the thing in the middle. On the inside of that, just letters V-Z, so everyone was on the ledges along the perimeter of the place. That left Luna, Lightning Girl, and Quill searching the rectangular room of the library and also occasionally looing in nooks and crannies of the main room. Ella and Alfur weren’t being much help. Speaking of Alfur, the paperwork had been so tiny that they could barely read it at all, (Alpfur’s ‘large handwriting,’) And it even included a waiver. A waiver. For using a library. What sort of place was this???

Luna, Lightning Girl, and Quill had divided their room into thirds.

Quill had volunteered to have the largest third, aaand they were procrastinating. Again. They had the job of searching the desks and tables.

“Hey, you need any help over there?” Asked Luna, who was steadily searching the carts of books. Lightning Girl, always the loner, ignored them and continued searching the rest of the rectangular room.

“Yes please,” said Quill, before banging their head on the wall. (Purposefully)

“I’m having a sliiightly enormous case of procrastination.”

“Wonderful timing,” called LG from the corner. Luna was kinder.

“Okay, then divide the work into smaller chunks. We can divide the desks into rows or columns, see? Which do you prefer?”

“Hmm. Columns,” said Quill, matter-of-factly.

“Okay. Than how about you start at that column of desks, and I’ll start at this one?”

By the time that conversation took place, the search had already been going on for over an hour. The other group would probably be picking plants right then or something.

A few minutes later, as Luna-Starr was searching the desks in their column, they reached in and pulled out a slip of paper. 

It looked like a messily-cut piece of simple printing paper. On it was written in neat handwriting in pencil: “a cure for the fallen characters. The ingredients can only be found at the gathering of stories: Morning Pod seeds and Opalblush petals, in bounty.” Luna gasped. These were the exact words that Ella had uttered. There was no more to it. And, perhaps most importantly, this was clearly not actually a part of a book.

They rushed into the main section of the library. “Professor Sprout!” Luna yelled. “I think I found the thing that Ella read off of! And it’s clearly misinformation!”

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Important references:

Munira Atrushi - Arc of a Scythe

Ella - Percy Jackson

Proffessor Sprout - Harry Potter

Alfur - Hilda 

Other references: Voltron: Legendary Defender