Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

Ski Lodge Reboot!

Nobody replied on our earlier thread soo. 

 

You had come home from school to see your house- well, it looked perfectly fine on the outside. Extremely normal, perfectly good, except for a shattered window. Probably just an overshot baseball. The inside was a completely different story. 

It was cring3y. V3ry cring3y.

Shush, th3mysticw0lf. No spoilers, remember? 

Right. 0f c0urs3. 

On the inside, it was absolutely chaos. Every single little thing was destroyed. 

Tabl3s flipp3d upsid3 d0wn. Glass all 0v3r the fl00r. Lapt0p scr33ns br0k3n. C0uch with scratch- 

We get it, th3mysticw0lf. 

You began cleaning up the little shards of glass, the ripped cotton, and all the other things. You had merely stopped to get a little sip of water from your waterbottle when a strange and suspicious glowing bright yellow wolf bounded in from the broken window. It’s jaws opened and it looked like it was going to eat you. Naturally, you were extremely afraid. 

Naturally? NATURALLY?!! I AIN’T B3 SCAR3D 0F S0M3 RAND0M W0LF! W0LV3S P0G!  

Shush! Th3mysticw0lf, do not interrupt! 

Right. Y3ah. T0tally kn3w that. 

However, a string of very, erm, colorful words burst out of it’s jaws. 

“IS THIS *c3ns0r3d* THING ON?!!” 

“Shadow, it’s on.”

“RIGHT. YEAH. I TOTALLY KNEW THAT.” 

“Okay!”

“AYO ANYWAYS! DON’T BE SCARED OF THE NEXT FEW SECONDS OR SO!”

Without further warning, you were dropped into a seemingly endless pit. It was pitch dark, and then you were dumped inside a dungeon. You looked around, and saw that you now looked like your CB persona. One (or a few) of your AE(s)/CAPTCHA(s) were surrounding you- the once-imaginary people/animals were now in real life. 

“AIGHT HEYY WHAT’S POPPIN’? THE NAME’S SHADOWSCULPTER, BY THE WAY!” 

The voice blared so suddenly from a speaker that you jumped in fright. 

“Shadow! I told you to wait for me!” 

“Eh, not my fault you’re a slowpoke!” 

“Shadow! Be more polite! We are in the vicinity of guests!” 

“Oh we are? Just kidding, I knew that. But I ain’t gonna listen to some bossy opposite girl! I’m my own queen! I’m an anarchist, arsonist, assassin, and proud of it!”

“..Shadow. I told you not to mention the assassin thing!” 

“AYO WHELP, I ALREADY MENTIONED IT! SEE YA LATER, HUMAN I DON’T KNOW!” 

You were suddenly dropped into another hole- seriously, what was up with these two and holes?-, this time ending up in a grand meeting room, with a red velvet and gold theme. 14 other CBers were there- you recognized them from their CB personas. 

Two translucent people, one with a t-shirt jacket, ripped jeans, beat-down sneakers, and fingerless gloves, and a black-ish theme, the other with a white hoodie and a pastel yellow skirt, along with pastel pink tights, and pastel green high-tops. 

The one with the green high tops noticed you staring- along with everyone else, and unfurled her (pastel yellow and white) angel wings, and a golden halo popped up. The first one spread out her glowing red and black bat wings, a black wolf tail, one red horn, and one black wolf ear, then grinned. 

“Halloooo! I’m ShadowSculpter!” said the one with the wolf tail, grinning mischeviously. “That’s Light!” 

“Shadow, it’s LightBender. You can call me Light, and them Shadow.” 

“For future reference, I use they and them unless specified otherwise!” Shadow informed. “Light is genderfluid, right now Light’s using-” they squinted at Light for a moment. “-she/her pronouns! Amiright?” 

“Yes Shadow, you’re right. She/her today.” 

You were extremely confused- as in, your mind was spinning. Your previously imaginary Alter Egos and CAPTCHAs were real? Angels and demons were real? Two people were obsessed with holes? 

Light suddenly jumped. “RIGHT! WE HAVE TO GO TO THE HQ! TALK TO YOU LATER!” 

The two seemed to be pulled into another dimension. 

5 minutes later, they popped up again, this time on a screen. 

“AYO IS THIS *BLEEP* THING FINALLY *BLEEP*ING ON?!!” Shadow screehed. 

“Shadow..Language, and it’s on.”

“WHO NEEDS *BLEEP*ING LANGUAGE!” 

“SHADOW, NO!” 

“SHADOW, YES! EHEHEHHEHEEEE!” 

“Right. Anyways. This is LightBender! Me and Shadow are actually Anarchists, and part of the AA- to others, it stands for Antarctic Association to other people, but it’s actually the Anarchist Association. Your parents have been captured by the-” 

“We’ll call them GreenEyes from now.” 

In the minute Light was speaking, Shadow had somehow changed into a black and silver slim bodysuit, equipped with weapons and silver/black fingerless gloves. They had also put on a little bit of makeup, and black boots. 

“Yes, GreenEyes. They’ve been captured by GreenEyes. So. We’re keeping you safe. You all have powers. GreenEyes is trying to catch you and experiment on you.”

“GreenEyes is part of the government. They’re the one that distributes the tests that determine whether you live or die. I’m the Coder, or the Hacker. Shadow- well, as much as they’re crazy and whatever, they’re actually the Assassin. We-” Lightbender spread out her arms to encompass the other people in the background, whom you just noticed- “have all either failed the test or been tortured by the government! We believe in what’s right! We fight for justice! WE BELIEVE IN SAVING LIVES!”

“AYO Y’ALL’S LIVES MATTER! Y’ALL’LL BE TRAINED TO USE YOUR POWERS!” 

“WE SHALL HOLD THE REVOLUTION!!” 

“VIVA! LA! REVOLUTION! THE TESTS WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE!” 

Suddenly, a hologram popped up. 

“Down with the revolution, boys. It was never meant to be.” 

The hologram disappeared. 

“AT LEAST SHOW US SOME RESPECT! HE-LLO? LGBTQIA+ PRIDE!!” yelled Light. 

“Y-YOU *bleep* LITTLE PIECE OF *bleep* YOU ARE GOING TO *bleep* PAY AND YOU WILL ROT IN HELL, YOU CAN GO ROT IN *bleep* TARTARUS YOU LITTLE *bleep*-”

“Shadow! Relax!”

“JUST A FEW *bleep*ING SECONDS AGO YOU WERE *bleep*ING SCREAMING! HOW CAN I *bleep*ING RELAX!!”