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hEYA EVERYBUGGY !...
submitted by Bibi Potter, age 11, Susex , England
(October 16, 2019 - 8:53 am)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

It's about time

It's about time

Time to start again

Start a new story

A story of feathers

Feathers brown and silver 

Brown of bird

Silver of beast

Live once more.

Relive the old dreams. 

submitted by A majestic beast
(October 14, 2019 - 2:17 am)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

You work at

You work at a small science lab, just farther south of a small park. The whole city you lived in is now crashed. Abandoned. Awful. You live and work at the science lab, and come across a small room while searching for someone very important. The small room is closed off with wood planks. You stay determined to find what was behind that door. You grab the planks, the planks split and broke off the wall. There you are. Standing in front of a door that leads to somewhere.

submitted by |*| Umi |*|, age ?, Outer Space
(October 12, 2019 - 9:26 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

The first candles

The first candles of the night hadn't been lit yet, leaving the room in a peaceful darkness. Someone hurried about the room, their dress rustling around them as they pulled curtain after elegant curtain open, filling the room with the dim light of the moon and stars. There was the slow descent of the chandeliers as they struggled with a rope before tying it off and hurrying to light the candles.

Yes, this was the perfect place for a masquerade.

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Welcome to the CBer Masquerade!

submitted by A. Hidden
(October 11, 2019 - 1:21 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

Hey, would anyone

Hey, would anyone else new to Kyngdom like to try and get together to create an RP on there? Nothing too deep into the complex lore or the story, but like maybe just being travellers or something that just lets us explore there and have an adventure. I just wanna dip my toes into Kyngdom, I guess lol

submitted by ?
(October 11, 2019 - 12:50 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

The Lost Island

The Lost Island

 

 

submitted by The Inscriptor
(October 10, 2019 - 2:41 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

So how does

So how does this work?
I'm new to the Chatterbox, and I was wondering if some of you more experienced CBrs could give me some help. I have an idea for a story thread, and I'm not sure how to work it. I've seen references to Role Playing threads and Solo Writes. What is the difference between the two, and how do they work?
Thanks!
Hummingbird

submitted by Hummingbird, age 13, WA
(October 7, 2019 - 4:42 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

One week ago,

One week ago, a messenger from the king arrived at your home. The messenger stayed just long enough to thrust a package into your hand. Then he rode off. When you opened the package there were three things inside. A small, heavy mirror, and a gold pin with a blue stone in it. Stuffed into the top, as if it had been pushed hastily inside was a letter. When you open the letter, it's blank, except for one hastily scrawled line at the very top.

Ask for Kera at the castle within a fortnight or you will

submitted by Hummingbird, age 13, Washington
(October 6, 2019 - 6:10 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

I am sososososososososoSO

I am sososososososososoSO sorry I've been gone, so many things I said I would do I haven't, and I'm sorry, and @Fleet, I SWEAR I WILL GET YOUR POETIC PICUTRING DONE SOON IM SSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! Anyways I'm writing this really long story (cricket wise, not like chapter long or anything) and I'm gonna post it in chunks and please tell me if you like it!!* runs really fast out or room* *pops head back in* P.S. @Admins sorry if this is really long and annoying to you...

Part 1:

submitted by Sunshine Wings, age 10, nowhere to be found
(October 6, 2019 - 12:28 pm)

Chatterbox: Inkwell

Dark, so very

Dark, so very dark. Quiet too. Pinpoints of stars slowly pricked the black sky-wool, bu the moon was new. Two silent figures stood there, embracing the silence, the blackness. They didn’t glow. The quiet breeze flitted about the dark grass and the distant trees. 

“Is this it then?” 

“I think so.”

”And what of the guard?”

”Who can guess? If greater powers reveal it, or nay, let it be. Our time is no longer here.” A the glowing edges of a door appeared before them and, without another word, they stepped through. 

submitted by One last time, The featherglimmerseeker
(October 5, 2019 - 9:43 pm)
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