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7/12/2012

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bailey

7/27/2012 09:23:44 pm

aww...i was hoping there'd actually be comments on this group...:(

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 12:58:59 am

Yeah, I know. It's not really popular. I was hoping there'd be a little more people...

bailey

7/28/2012 01:09:35 am

so do you write then?

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 01:23:23 am

Yes. I have two actual books going on, as well as a manga, all of them with fantasy and magical themes. I mostly need titles.

bailey

7/28/2012 02:40:28 am

awesome! i love fantasy! my main focus is sci-fi, but i've done fantasy too. i don't honestly know how many books i've started...i have a lot...but only a few that i think i'll publish eventually. let's see...there's mysiqueia...dragon defenders...vardex and sonja...the elementalist...a chained escape...i have a serious writing addiction. i have since i was...what six? of course, my stories then totally SUCKED, but you know. we'll have to trade samples sometime!

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 03:12:20 am

Wow, you've written a lot it sounds like! I only started a year or two ago, and my characters have changed a lot since then. My most recent one that I'm really into is kind of confusing to explain, but I'll try: Before the story actually started, the main character's twin brother, Clyph, found a magical stone near a lake on one of his night time expeditions. The magical stone allowed a Crystalborn, Frei, to take his place for times, so they switch every once and a while. When Cypher, the main character, nearly finds out about it, Frei, as Clyph, incites her on an adventure to explore the world outside the safe haven she's lived in her whole life. When they reach the nearest town, filled with humans and a cat- based species known as the Nekomia, Frei leads her to a cave where stuff happens yadda yadda spoiler and they go on an adventure! I have the other characters too: Shark, a shy Nekomia, Rerin, a red haired girl with lots of energy, D'reck, a large, very intelligent wolf, and Lyaer, a witch. I don't have any specifics on the bad guys yet; I go with the flow...it's not really planned out XD )

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 03:17:05 am

Yeah, I like to type a lot, so my posts are often like short books in it of themselves...I would love to trade samples with you sometime, I adore reading and writing.

bailey

7/28/2012 04:20:20 am

wow...that sounds totally epic! XD the story i've been working on most recently would be a chained escape. it's sci-fi, infact it's about nothing but aliens...but i've discovered that the more alien characters i have, the easier it is for me...don't ask me how...i was built to write sci-fi...anyway, it's about the war between these two alien species, the jalarks and the x-locx (pronounced ex'-locks). the x-locx are more my friend's creation, and they're hard to describe...but they're SUPER creepy...the jalarks are a bit like walking dog-people with wings and three tails. the x-locx are taking over the jalarks, trying to make them slaves. i don't have much planned out yet, but it's been fun to write so far. it's weird, but when i'm writing it, it's more like it just writes itself...like my fingers have minds of their own...0_0 is that strange?

bailey

7/28/2012 04:22:24 am

i can be pretty wordy when i want to be, but i'm used to girlsense and shorter posts, so i'm still getting used to the extra description ability. and yeah, just let me know what sounds interesting and i'll see what i've got! XD i have a world of sci-fi and fantasy stored and waiting in google documents!

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 04:23:35 am

No, that's how it's like for me sometimes...like Aichi and his cards! Sorry, Cardfight! Vanguard reference. I love anime.

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 04:31:19 am

Yeah, now that GirlSense is gone, I find it's way funner to post instead of being told you can't post what you want. I can show you my first chapter, but I have too much dialogue and not enough anything else, but I don't know exactly how to change it, you know? Anyway, it's a first person, but it changes every chapter, the first, third, fifth, etc. is Cypher, the second, fourth, sixth, etc. is Frei. Anyway, though it's too long in my opinion (XD ), without further ado:
Cypher

“Mistress Cypher! Master Clyph!”
My twin brother and I turned. I jumped to the ground and landed on my feet. “Yes, Dyte?”
“Hey, it’s Miss Robot!” The boy on the wall, Clyph, tried to follow my example, but tripped onto his face. Dyte replied, “My proper name is Dyte, master Clyph. I would appreciate if you referred to me as such. Now, are you alright, master?”
“He’s fine, Dyte,” I said, “Get up, stupid.” Clyph laughed nervously, and got up. We started walking to our house, a large mansion. We were shown to our rooms, connected by a fake closet wall that could be slid aside. After Dyte and the maids left, I snuck into my brother’s room. There was an object glowing slightly, however Clyph hid it in his drawer so quickly, I wondered if I had merely imagined it. He smiled, “Hello, Cyph. What’s up?” “Just the nothing we normally talk about, of course. Seriously, stupid, what else?” “Sorry. I’ve been a little out of it lately.” “Well, duh! You normally don’t fall off that wall that many nights in a row.” He laughed, “Yeah, you’re right.” I hit him in the head. “If you’re going to be a weak numbskull, you should at least find some skill, you know. All you have is a pretty face. You can’t even balance.” I said good night, and went into my room. I went to sleep almost immediately.
The sunlight woke me. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my aquamarine colored eyes. I got out of bed, brushed my shoulder-length white hair and got dressed into my usual outfit – a white shirt with a gold stripe and a red stripe in a navy blue stripe on the bottom and on both the sleeves, navy blue, bloomer- type shorts, red and navy blue striped are warmers, white above the knee socks, and red knee high boots with blue and gold accents- and went into Clyph’s room, only to find that he had woken up before me, which he never did, not including our birthday. I shut the fake wall, and went downstairs. The upstairs was actually only our bedrooms, along with Mother’s and Father’s room and our old play room. Mother and Father weren’t home much, though, and Clyph and I were too old for dolls and toy soldiers, so both of those rooms needed a good airing- out. I went to the living room and sat on one of the couches near the fireplace. It, by itself, was plain, but today it was covered with a beautiful violet sheet with light pink flowers as a bordering. The fire was on, a sign that at least a few of the servants were already awake and busy. Ours was a lax family, so a few of the servants often slept in, especially on warm days like today promised to be. I got bored, sitting there with nothing to do, so I got up, and found that Dyte was in the doorway. I said good morning, to which she bowed and replied, “And a beautiful day to you, Mistress.” Dyte’s like that; always serious, never smiling. I decided to look for Clyph, because Dyte’s boring, though that’s probably because she’s a robot. Technically, she’s only a prototype Father made, because Father likes just making prototypes, but leaves it to other people to take his research and actually complete it. Mother just sews clothes and makes wigs, as she’s probably the most popular seamstress/ wigmaker mix that the world has ever seen. I went back upstairs, and went into Clyph’s room. He still wasn’t there. I went into the play room. Despite our age, sometimes he sneaks in there, maybe because he’s always a five- year- old at heart, including his intelligence. I saw the creepy glow again. Now that I could actually see that it wasn’t my imagination, I saw that it was a teal color. I also saw Clyph, a glowing ball, and…Clyph? Both Clyphs were arguing, but it was somehow impossible to hear. I left the room, and closed the door silently, hoping that he hadn’t seen me. I went to my room, and thought over it. Maybe it was just insanity mingled with stress? After all, I wasn’t doing so well in some of my subjects at school. There had only been one Clyph since a long time. I mean, sure, he had some mood swings that seemed to last long or short periods of time, but wasn’t that normal for his age? And, at any rate, why couldn’t I hear them? Was it that magic ball thing? I decided on my best plan of attack-

bailey

7/28/2012 05:54:16 am

that sounds great! your style is similar to mine in a distant way...except yours is slightly more descriptive. here's a sample of a chained escape. it's the first chapter, where two of our main characters are introduced. we have another later, but he doesn't come in for a while. anyway, it's mostly in this point of view, from this character's point of view, although there are a few chapters where it switches to one of the other main characters. hope you like it! if you want to see a picture of a jalark, so you get the idea, go to this link: http://aximilifaolan.deviantart.com/art/Jarlark-ref-316353118?q=gallery%3Aaximilifaolan%2F35036682&qo=5 it's a really basic picture though. the character's coloring is different.

I was only a child when the X-locx first took over our planet. Too young to understand much of what was happening. At least, I didn’t understand the importance. I learned quickly to adapt. To be strong, and to have no doubts. I still remember, while everyone else has tried to forget. Everybody wants to forget. That’s no longer possible.
But this story must be told, awful as it is, so I will try to tell it as well as possible, the good parts as well as the bad. Because the worst part of it all is that it started out as the best night of my life...
The farthest I can remember was cuddling with my mother around the Moonfire. It was our moontime, Mum explained to me as I watched the flickering blue and gray flames, totally mesmerized.
“Our moontime is a very important time. It is when we harvest strength from our moon, Arget. These flames are sacred to our tribe,” She crooned in a rhythmic tone, as though reciting lines she’d memorized and repeated over and over again. As she probably had, because I was the youngest of four. My older siblings had probably been given this same speech before. But her voice still gave off a hint of reverence. She knew what the words meant, and use didn’t wear down their value. “Drink in the moonlight, my little Asa. Grow strong.”
I looked up into her face from my position on her lap. Her smile glowed with warmth and love, and her golden-toned eyes sparkled in the blue light. She nodded encouragingly, gesturing toward the Moonfire, where the other children were already gathered.
I would be the youngest. This was my first moontime, and children weren’t allowed from their mother’s side until then, so I knew no one. I was nervous and shy, but Mum’s encouragement made me feel a little braver.
“Go on.” She murmured, setting me onto the pale purple, lush grass.
“Yes, Mum.” I squeaked, and stepped closer to the other children, instinctively moving my second tail in front of me as I went. My blades hadn’t yet grown in, but they were starting to, and I could probably scratch with them if I needed to.
The other children turned to look at me as I drew closer. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as they all stared. They took me in, and I lowered my head and closed my eyes for a second. My mother had fully prepared me for this moment.
These few minutes would decide my future. The friendship ritual was the one ritual performed by young ones, and was one of the most important. Some of the children would shun me, some would welcome me. The welcoming ones would be my friends, and one of them could become my mate later on.
I had no control over who liked me and who didn’t. My task was to remain as friendly and lovable as I could. So I lifted my head and tried to give a smile.
The smile wouldn’t come. I was so nervous, I couldn’t make myself smile. The less I smiled, the more the children seemed to hesitate. And the more they hesitated, the more I panicked. And although I remained fairly calm, my heart fluttered in distress, the tiny blades on my tail extended ever so slightly, and my eyes flickered from face to face. I still could not smile.
A minute passed, though it seemed an age. The children were not allowed to decide my fate before that time. But as I felt the minute come to an end, they began turning away. Their cold eyes were awful. I didn’t know such dislike could be portrayed in their young faces.
I sucked in a sharp breath and watched as all of them began to ignore me. All of them. No one lifted a paw in greeting. No one spread a wing in welcome. They acted as though I had never been there. I felt a lump form in my throat, and tears spring to my eyes. So that was it. They’d leave me to die without the moon energy. I was about to run back to my mother...but then I realized. They had all turned away. All...but one.
He sat with his head tilted slightly, eyes scanning, studying me. I looked him in the eye, hoping I wouldn’t cry, praying he’d...
He did. he smiled and raised both wings, then patted the grass beside him, signaling that I was welcome, and to sit next to him. I blinked away the tears and scampered over to his side, fin

bailey

7/28/2012 05:55:55 am

-ally able to breathe in the beautiful scent of the Moonfire energy my young body craved. I was finally able to smile. I looked gratefully at my new friend.
“Thank you.” I whispered, still shy.
“No problem,” He said, watching me curiously. His eyes were a blend of two shades of color, as all Jalarks’ were. His were light and dark green. “My name is Karab. What’s your name?”
“Asa,” I replied, my voice gaining a bit more confidence.
“Why didn’t you smile, Asa? They might have liked you if you smiled.”
“Well, I...” I watched the moonflames so as to avoid his penetrating gaze. “I was scared,” I plucked a piece of grass and began fiddling with it. “On the other hand, why did you decide to befriend me?”
Karab answered without hesitation. “I felt sorry for you, for one thing. For another...” he blushed slightly. “I couldn’t let a pretty little Jalark like you die.”
“You think I’m pretty?” I asked, pricking my ears.
He nodded slightly, with a smile.
I smiled too and looked him over, comparing. I was surprised that he found anything appealing about me. I was much too average. His fur was metalic blue, the color of our moonlight, while mine was only a boring gray color. His eyes were green, and...well, I actually didn’t know what color my eyes were. Nobody had ever told me.
“Karab?”
“Yeah?”
“What do my eyes look like?” I looked up at him, so he could examine them for me. He looked serious and used a paw to pull my chin up. He was silent a moment.
“Your eyes are beautiful...” he whispered. He was thoughtful for a moment. Then he looked at the ground in front of him and seemed to get an inspiration. “They’re the color of grass in the moonlight.”
I looked down at the ground too. The grass was a delicate purple, but the moonlight made it seem a strange, blue gray color. I was disappointed.
“Oh,” I sighed.
“Are you sad?” Karab asked, sounding puzzled.
“No. I was just hoping...”
“You wanted your eyes to be a different color, didn’t you?” he sounded amused now.
“It’s just that...they aren’t really any color at all. Almost blue, almost purple. But really gray, just like the rest of me.”
“You aren’t gray,”
“Yes I am,”
“No. You’re silver.”
I thought about that for a moment. “I never thought about it that way before.”
Karab smiled. “You’re beautiful, Asa. You just don’t know that yet.”
I felt myself blush again. We sat in silence for awhile, enjoying each other’s company, breathing in the Moonfire energy we needed to grow. I even fell asleep with my head on Karab’s lap.
I was always a deep sleeper, so when things began to go terribly wrong, I only assumed the awful sounds to be part of my dream. I only woke up when someone yelled in my ear. I jerked in pain. A Jalark’s ears are sensitive.
“What?” I yelped, my eyes snapping open. “Ah!” Karab was inches from my nose.
“Oh, thank Arget, you’re still alive,” He breathed in relief.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” I growled, standing up and looking around me. We were in a small pit. It was daytime, judging by the light filtering through the leaves covering the entryway above us. “Where are we, anyway? I’ve never been here.”
“This is the emergency hole.”
“Emergency? What emergency?”
Before he could reply, I opened my wings and fluttered to the top, careful not to disrupt the leaves too much as I peeked out. It took awhile for me to make sense of what I was seeing. We weren’t far from the Moonfire clearing. I was able to locate the spot. But something was staining the grass red. Blood. There was no one in sight, and there was blood everywhere.
I gasped in horror and fell back down the hole. Karab caught me as I fell, not letting my wings work anymore.
“Everyone’s gone? What happened?” I whispered as Karab hugged me.
“They came...the X-locx came...they came and took everyone away...There was a fight, but we lost...” Karab muttered, staring off into space. “Everyone’s gone...”
“Ah!” I cried. I had just realized that I was covered in blood too. And so was Karab. “Am I hurt? I don’t feel hurt. Are you hurt?”
“I think you’re fine. Most of that blood belongs to someone else...” His face twisted in pain and he shifted his weight to his right side.
“You are hurt! Let go of me!” I wriggled free in the small space and examined his left side. There was a huge gash on his ribcage, and blood was still flowing from the raw wound. I thought I might be able

bailey

7/28/2012 05:57:05 am

to see a bone or two sticking out...I gagged.
“Karab! Why didn’t you~”
“Leave it! I had to keep you safe! You were asleep, and I couldn’t wake you in time, so I carried you. An X-locx slashed me on my way past it.”
I pictured Karab carrying me with that wound. I was horrified. I’d seen X-locx roaming the wilds when I followed my mother to harvest food, but we’d always hidden until they went by, and Mum always seemed more afraid than I was. I had never known what they could do...They’d never attacked before. Mum said they had no reason to.
“You didn’t...Karab!” I snarled, afraid for him and mad at myself for not waking sooner. I’d put him in so much danger. He almost died because of me, and he was bleeding so much, he could still. “I’m not your friend anymore!”
“W-what? Was it something I said?” He looked at me with hurt in his eyes. Not because of his wound.
“You were dumb! You shouldn’t have tried to save me! I deserved to be captured if I was stupid enough to stay asleep...”
“It’s not your fault I got hurt, Asa~”
“Yes it is!”
We were silent for a minute. I took a deep breath. “Let me at least try to fix you,” I whispered, anger gone. I felt hollow, empty. I didn’t want to think about the other Jalarks right now, or what the xlocx had done to them. I just wanted Karab to live.
“My mum only taught me a little about healing. Only for small things. But maybe it’ll help...”
Before he could protest, I flapped out of the pit, bursting through the leaves. “I won’t be gone long!” I called to him as I flew toward the river. I ignored his howling to me to come back. Little or not, I wasn’t going to be dissuaded. If he wanted to risk his life for me, He’d better get used to me risking my life for him. That was the way things would go from now on.

I didn’t meet any danger on my expedition to the river. I grabbed what I needed and headed straight back to Karab in the pit. He was slumped awkwardly, his wings wrapped around himself as though he was cold. His eyes were closed, but they flickered wildly beneath his eyelids. His ears lay flat against his head, and pain was etched on his face.
“Karab. Wake up,” I whispered, my anger gone. I couldn’t bear to see him like this. It scared me. “Come on, wake up.”
“Asa...” He stirred slightly and his eyes snapped open suddenly. He made a frantic attempt to sit up, but his injury stopped him. He started to cry my name again, louder, but it turned into a strangled yelp. I pushed him back down, crooning the comforting noise my Mum made when I was scared.
“Karab! It’s okay!” I placed a paw over his mouth, silencing him. “I’m here. I’m safe.”
“Asa...” He repeated, relaxing slightly. He was still suffering, though, that was obvious, so I did the best I could to wrap his chest with the tree moss I’d collected. I didn’t know what to do beyond that, so I hoped stopping the bleeding would be enough for now.
“Thank you, Asa...” Karab mumbled through gritted teeth. His eyes shone with gratitude as he looked up at me.
“Don’t talk, you idiot,” I scolded. “You’ll make it worse.”
I stroked his ear with my paw as I continued. “We have to go out again. We have to find the others. Only the adults will know how to help you...I don’t think you can fly anymore though.”
He didn’t reply. I couldn’t tell if he was taking my comment to heart or if he simply didn’t want to admit his weakness. “Never mind. I’ll carry you. If you can carry me, I can probably carry you~”
He shook his head, cutting me off. “No, Asa,” He coughed, struggling to continue. “I’m too heavy for you.”
“Well, too bad!” I snapped. “I’m going to try anyway! Should have thought of that when you saved me in the first place!”
“That...made no sense.” Karab smiled at me.
I snorted in exasperation and scooped him up, despite his protesting. After a little effort I was able to fly out of the hole and toward camp. I sniffed around a bit to find a scent, and was hit hard by the strong smell of the X-locx that had stolen our pack. I followed that scent, fixated on it, focusing on nothing else. I had to find them.
We must have flown for hours. My arms were sore from carrying Karab, who despite himself had fallen asleep, and my wings wouldn’t take me that high anyway with his weight, so I landed and proceeded cautiously on foot.
I was careful to avoid Spike Weeds, since I didn’t yet have boots to ward them off. All children went barepaw until they were old enough to leave the camp alone.
We’re clos

bailey

7/28/2012 05:58:01 am

-e. Really close. I thought to myself as the scent grew stronger. Finally, I peeked out from the bushes and a chill ran through me.
“We’re here.”

0_0 that was much longer than i planned it to be.

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 06:34:06 am

If that's the first chapter, that is pretty long...but you are amazing! Honestly, I think you'd just have to make sure it's always x-locx, because I think once or twice it was xlocx, but...wow, you are really good. I made a few changes in the first chapter, and I'll add the second chapter as soon as I'e finished my editations ( I made that word up ) :

Cypher

“Mistress Cypher! Master Clyph!”
My twin brother and I turned. I jumped to the ground and landed on my feet. “Yes, Dyte?”
“Hey, it’s Miss Robot!” The boy on the wall, Clyph, tried to follow my example, but tripped onto his face. Dyte replied, “My proper name is Dyte, master Clyph. I would appreciate if you referred to me as such. Now, are you alright, master?”
“He’s fine, Dyte,” I said, “Get up, stupid.” Clyph laughed nervously, and got up. We started walking to our house, a large mansion. We were shown to our rooms, connected by a fake closet wall that could be slid aside. After Dyte and the maids left, I snuck into my brother’s room. There was an object glowing slightly, however Clyph hid it in his drawer so quickly, I wondered if I had merely imagined it. He smiled, “Hello, Cyph. What’s up?”
“Just the nothing we normally talk about, of course. Seriously, stupid, what else?”
“Sorry. I’ve been a little out of it lately.”
“Well, duh! You normally don’t fall off that wall that many nights in a row.”
He laughed, “Yeah, you’re right.” I hit him in the head.
“If you’re going to be a weak numbskull, you should at least find some skill, you know. All you have is a pretty face. You can’t even balance.” I said good night, and went into my room. I went to sleep almost immediately.
The sunlight woke me. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my aquamarine colored eyes. I got out of bed, brushed my shoulder-length white hair and got dressed into my usual outfit – a white shirt with a gold stripe and a red stripe in a navy blue stripe on the bottom and on both the sleeves, navy blue short shorts, red and navy blue striped arm warmers, white above the knee socks, and red knee high boots with blue and gold accents- and went into Clyph’s room, only to find that he had woken up before me, which he never did, not including our birthday. I shut the fake wall, and went downstairs. The upstairs was actually only our bedrooms, along with Mother’s and Father’s room and our old play room. Mother and Father weren’t home much, though, and Clyph and I were too old for dolls and toy soldiers, so both of those rooms needed a good airing- out. I went to the living room and sat on one of the couches near the fireplace. It, by itself, was plain, but today it was covered with a beautiful violet sheet with light pink flowers as a bordering. The fire was on, a sign that at least a few of the servants were already awake and busy. Ours was a lax family, so a few of the servants often slept in, especially on warm days like today promised to be. I got bored, sitting there with nothing to do, so I got up, and found that Dyte was in the doorway. I said good morning, to which she bowed and replied, “And a beautiful day to you, Mistress.” Dyte’s like that; always serious, never smiling. I decided to look for Clyph, because Dyte’s boring, though that’s probably because she’s a robot. Technically, she’s only a prototype Father made, because Father likes just making prototypes, but leaves it to other people to take his research and actually complete it. Mother just sews clothes and makes wigs, as she’s probably the most popular seamstress/ wigmaker mix that the world has ever seen. I went back upstairs, and went into Clyph’s room. He still wasn’t there. I went into the play room. Despite our age, sometimes he sneaks in there, maybe because he’s always a five- year- old at heart, including his intelligence. I saw the creepy glow again. Now that I could actually see that it wasn’t my imagination, I saw that it was a teal color. I also saw Clyph, a glowing ball, and…Clyph? Both Clyphs were arguing, but it was somehow impossible to hear. I left the room, and closed the door silently, hoping that he hadn’t seen me. I went to my room, and thought over it. Maybe it was just insanity mingled with stress? After all, I wasn’t doing so well in some of my subjects at school. There had only been one Clyph since a long time. I mean, sure, he had some mood swings that seemed to last long or short periods of time, but wasn’t that normal for his age? And, at any rate, why couldn’t I hear them? Was it that magic ball thing? I decided on my best plan of attack- burst in on him and immediately demand answers. I opened my door, and flung open the play room door. Clyph turned around,

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 06:48:42 am

- but the ball and the other Clyph had already disappeared. “I- impossible. They…the ball and clone…they were right…there.” Clyph looked at me like he was worried. “Cyph, are you feeling alright?” He felt my forehead, “Maybe temporary insanity or something like that…? Hold on, I’ll get Miss Robot.” As soon as he left, I collapsed to my knees. I took a deep breath, and got up. I decided that it would be better if I didn’t seem insane to Dyte and the rest of the servants. I went into my room and jumped out my open window. As usual, I landed on my feet. I ran to the town, Dyrsky Haven, named after my family. It truly was merely a haven, filled with many people who were running from the law, or lacked any other place to go. There was a great number of towns and villages, but currently they were peaceful with us, and some shared some of their food supply, so we rarely, if ever, starved. I often went to the town, and we children had fashioned ourselves a sort of club house, hidden from all the adults. Today was one of our meeting days. I quickly hurried to the clubhouse, surprised to find almost everyone there. We did meet early in the morning, but I didn’t think I was late. We quickly went over the introductions. Our groups didn’t do much but talk, but it was still fun. In my head, I debated whether I should tell them about Clyph, but they might have thought I was crazy. Eventually, the meeting was over, and everyone said good bye and returned home. I snuck in through the back door, and made for my room. I thought about the magical ball thing. I decided that I was going to confront Clyph and make him confess, using whatever methods necessary. I snuck into his room through the closet. Thankfully, he was taking a nap. Deciding it would be the most effective method, I went really close to his ear and shouted, “I know your secret!” He instantly bolted awake, almost like he wasn’t asleep to begin with.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, “I’m gonna be deaf for the rest of my life now.”
“As I said, I know your secret.”
He looked surprised, but said, “Please don’t tell anyone, okay?”
I looked at him, confused, “Why would I tell anyone about your magic crystal thing?”
“Wait, you didn’t mean how I went to the river in the middle of the night to pick up shiny stones?” He quickly covered his mouth, “I mean, uh, go to the river to, uh, stop people from, uhm…taking the precious stones. Yeah. I don’t take the stones, I protect them, so you can, uh, just forget about all this?”
“That’s completely unrelated! I meant the glowing ball you have.”
“You mean this?” He pulled out a rather large teal colored gem that was carved into a rather rough circle. “I found it by the river. Oh, and, I thought I could, uh…better protect it if I took it home. Yeah.”
“It’s supposed to glow,” I said.
“It’s glow in the dark, I think. ‘Cause when I took it into the toy room, it glowed. Watch this.” He closed the curtains, and almost instantly the room was covered in a pretty teal light.
“Ah, it’s amazing!” I couldn’t help but be impressed. “Oh, but, something like this, you can’t just find near a river! You have to tell me where you found it!”
“Eh? I told you, it was near the river. Actually, it was in the river in a small boat. I just grabbed a stick and pulled it over so I could grab it. There was a note near it that said: “To Whom It May Concern” so I don’t think it was for anyone in particular.”
“Really? That seems so weird!”
“Y’know, things like that make me want to run away and see the world for myself. I mean, gems like that don’t exist anywhere near here. It feels so…confining, to think that there’s the whole world out there with such amazing things, and I’m sitting here in a small town of criminals and their families.”
“Maybe it’s because that’s what you think about it as! But, all the same…I suppose I, too, want to run away from here.”
Clyph’s face brightened. “So you’ll come with me?”
“What?! But, I mean…” I looked at his now pleading face and instantly regretted it. “Now I can’t say no…darn your puppy dog face! Darn it!”
We made quick work of packing managing to fit a few days’ worth of clothes for both of us, food, money (some of it taken from the well on the outskirts of town). For me there was a pad of paper, pencils, an eraser, and a whittling knife, and for Clyph, there were a few books, a couple notebooks, pencils, another eraser, a few pens, his flute and his own knife. We decided to wai

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 06:50:24 am

- wait until nightfall, however. To pass the time, we sat on “our” brick wall. It was on the border of the town, near our house, so we went there often. We decided to play music as we usually did; I sang, as usual, and he played his flute. Though I said he had absolutely no talents, that was a lie; he was amazing at almost any instrument, though his favorite is the flute. Time passed by quite quickly, and in seemingly no time, Dyte came to get us.
“Mistress Cypher! Mister Clyph!”
“Hello, Miss Robot!” I made sure to hit Clyph before jumping down and landing – as usual- on my feet. He jumped down, and – as usual- fell on his face. “Stupid,” I said, slightly under my breath. We went to our rooms, but as soon as Dyte was gone, we met up right outside our doors, and made our grand escape. Is what I’d like to say, but it wasn’t really grand. We almost got caught once, by the village guard, but we got out relatively easily. We dashed to the nearby forest, and ran as far as we could. We took a break, and climbed a nearby tree. We accidentally disturbed a squirrel that was turning in late, but managed to fall asleep. By the time we awoke, the sun was just peaking up over the trees. As should be expected, Clyph was on the ground. I leaped down and woke him up. We started heading out after a quick, light breakfast. We walked until it was about noon, and found a town that was miraculously nearby. We continued on after a short lunch, and made it to the town. I was very surprised by what I saw. There were humans, of course, but there were also people with cat ears and tails, sometimes even claws. No one paid any attention to us, except a few kids and the occasional mistrusting glance.
“Hey, Clyph? Have you heard about these people?” After waiting a short time for a response, I looked back to find Clyph being held up by his collar by some of the cat people. He wasn’t kicking or anything, but he was pouting with his arms crossed, which looked kind of weird in mid- air. I ran up to them. “What have you done this time, Clyph?” “Why is it always my fault? I was just walkin’ along, same as you, and they grabbed me.” One of the other cat people in the group, apparently their leader, stepped forward, and offered her explanation, “Humans like you can’t just walk into herrre. Trrruly, that was quite imbecilic.” “See? I did nothing!” Clyph made an “x” with his arms, “Not. A. Thing.” “You are like, gonna have to see our queen, ya hear, nya?” One of the other cat people, an orange- toned female, said. “What’s “nya” even mean?” I asked. “Nyathing, nya. Just somethin’ I say, nya. Anyway, come along now, ya hear, nya?” She grabbed me with difficulty, but decided she was too weak, so she gave me to one of the boys in the group. He had messy brown hair, orange cat ears, and an orange tail with brown stripes. He seemed more scrawny than muscular, but he could probably have carried Clyph as well as me. The castle was around the center of town, so it took a while to get there, us being near the outskirts of town, and it was a large town. The guards parted for us, so I gathered that the people who had, in a way, captured us were important. The castle wasn’t large from side to side or back and forth, but it had many floors – at least ten. We went into the throne room. It was quite simple, actually. The walls were a beautiful white, with gold borders and such décor, and the floors were carpet. There wasn’t really a throne, but there was a seat that looked more plush and comfortable than grand and exquisite. From behind the curtain in the back of the room, a very youthful woman appeared. She had wavy, silver hair, and her cat ears and tail reminded me of snow leopards. She wore a very elegant dress with various shades of blue and silver. The cat people who had captured us put us down, finally, and kneeled to the lady, who was apparently their queen. I didn’t know what to do, so I kneeled as well, but Clyph remained standing.
“And what arrre you doing herrre, may I ask?” she said. Clyph laughed. “I could ask the same of you. Who do you think you’re kidding, trying to be queen, with your…questionable past?” “The past means nothing.”
“Says you, annoying pest.”
“Changeling.”
“Crystalborn. Quite frankly, changelings are insufferable.”
“It makes no difference to me. And the girl?”
“Human.”
The queen hissed, and then said, though rather angrily, “As I currently have no rrreason to kill you and end your existences, then you may do as you please in this city. But be warned, step out of line, and you will be executed.”
“That’s hardly fair!” I said. The q

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 06:51:38 am

- The queen laughed. “I make fairrr.”
“Why -” I was cut off by Clyph. He was smirking. “Just like you, the good, fair queen. Sorry, the good, fair, wannabe queen,” Clyph mocked. It was easy to tell he was testing the queen’s patience to a remarkable degree by her face, which was twitching with anger. However, Clyph only added more, “Now, if ‘Your Highness’ would let us go, I would be most appreciative, if you know what I mean.” The queen was fuming. She said through gritted teeth, “You mock me, you insolent child.”
“Yes, yes, I do. Now, good bye. Come now, Cypher.” He turned, smiling, and calmly walked away as if he had only had a leisurely chat. I got up, and followed him, biting my lip. So Clyph wasn’t Clyph? Or was he just not human? I desperately yearned for the truth, but on the other hand, I was terrified what that truth may be.

I hate how they cut it off!

helpless

7/28/2012 08:39:10 am

angie,are you trying to write your whole book on here?im writing a book right now!

Abbey

7/28/2012 11:01:17 am

Olla! :D

bailey

7/28/2012 11:03:04 am

XD hi, abbey!

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 12:23:27 pm

A new member! It's like the Cy- Believers Club! And, not on here, I've been copy and pasting from Microsoft Works Word Processor. Wait, you're here, helpless? YAYZEES!!!! We gonna have fun. :) Anyway! So, what did you think of it, Bailey?

helpless

7/29/2012 01:41:16 am

yes,im here,angie.yayzees?just wow

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 12:50:09 pm

Chapter 2, in Frei's point of view:
Frei

“Uhm, Clyph?” Cypher asked.
“I told you, my name is not Clyph. I’m Frei,” I told her.
“Fine, then, Frei,” she rolled her eyes then asked, “At any rate, what did you do with Clyph? Unless it turns out this is a conspiracy, and you’re actually my brother?”
I sighed, “I am not your brother, all right?” She shook her head, “It is not all right, because that means goodness knows where he is, and he’s a ditz.” I turned to her, “You really underestimate him, don’t you?”
“What d’ya mean I underestimate him? He’s a klutz and a half!”
“If that’s what you believe,” I said, hoping to dead end the conversation. It worked, to an extent, but she had an endless number of topics to discuss at length with herself. Every once in a while, she would bother me for my opinion, but after I while, I just starting to ignore her. Suddenly, I stopped and held out my arm in front of Cypher, which she, as I had expected, walked right into.
“Hey, what’s that for?” she said angrily. I asked her, “You don’t feel like we’re being watched?” She shook her head. I glanced at the alleys on our left and right to be sure, and then continued walking. I was sure we were being watched, so I quickly dragged Cypher into a random abandoned inn. There was no one at the counter on the opposite side of the room, but there was a bell and a sign that said ‘Ring for Service’. I hid under one of the windows and the person who I assumed to be following us entered, slowly and shyly. It was the one who carried Cypher to the castle earlier. I smiled slightly, and then I pounced on him. I took him by surprise and quickly pinned him to the floor. I smiled and said, “Well, now. You’re a naughty little kitty cat, aren’t you?” He looked completely and utterly terrified. Cypher ran over to us and tried to push me off.
“Get off of him! He didn’t do anything,” she said. I got up and brushed myself off, “You’re going to get yourself killed if you won’t even let me pin down a stalker.” The boy had taken this chance to get up, “I’m not…a stalker. I…I just…wanted to…say sorry. For everyone else.” He had a soft voice, and a rather fitting one. Cypher smiled slightly and asked him, “What is your name? I’m Cypher, and this is Cly-…er, Frei.”
“Uh…I…I am…Sh-shark…My name is…Shark…” he stuttered.
“Nice to meet you, Shark. And thank you for coming to apologize.”
“Tch, he’s just another dirty Nekomia scumbag,” I muttered. Cypher tried to hit me, but I ducked, making her off balance. I quickly sent a light blow to her back, causing her to fall flat on her face. Shark started stuttering, to which I responded, “Just say something or shut up!”
“Why are you being so mean to him?” Cypher asked.
“I’ve…had bad experiences with them before. Namely, Nyara, their queen, and also their little gang of followers, the people who captured us. Their leader is the queen’s younger sister, Kitiana.”
“Still, they’re all different, so stop being a jerk to him, alright?”
“No. He is subordinate to them, thereby making him an enemy to me. Or, at least not an ally.”
“I…I’m very…sorry. I truly am,” Shark muttered.
“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault,” Cypher told him.
“Anyway, we need to leave this town,” I said, “I have business I need to attend to outside ofhere Please, just come, Cypher.”
“Eh? Oh…I’m sorry, Shark, but I really must go with him. Good- bye!” Cypher said, and then we left the building, and quickly left the town. Despite how long the day felt, only a short amount of time appeared to have actually happened. As soon as we had left the town, I made my way through the nearby area fairly easily – while living with Cypher, I had sneaked away here often. I soon reached a nearby cave, despite having had to wait several times for Cypher to make her way across the rocky landscape, with hills dotted all around.
“What’s in here?” she asked when she had finally caught up to me. I laughed slightly, “Your brother.”

Cypher

“Wh- wh- wha- what?! R- really?! Is that t- true?!” I stuttered, utterly bewildered. Frei nodded, smiled, and called out into the cave, “Clyph! It’s me! Brought your sister, too!” His voice echoed through the cave, suggesting that it was bigger than the shadows around implied, but there was no reply. Frei called out a few more times, wandering deeper into the c

AngelicEra

7/28/2012 12:52:28 pm

Ooooops, I copied a little much. Ignore the Cypher 'wh- wh-wha-what?' and everything after. Then, please critique. :)

Abbey

7/28/2012 11:33:27 pm

I'll read when I have time! I gtg soon! But looks interesting! It's awesome that there's more writers!!

AngelicEra

7/29/2012 01:02:59 am

Thank you, Abbey! It really is awesome that, finally, all the writers are coming here.

AngelicEra

7/29/2012 02:10:45 am

Of what I've posted so far, please post a 1 ( Not Good) - 5 ( Really Super Awesome ) rating and any HELPFUL criticism you may have. If I'm lucky, it may get published in, like, seven, eight years if I keep going with it. Unless teens are allowed to publish books?

helpless

7/29/2012 03:16:11 am

teens can publish.3

AngelicEra

7/29/2012 03:21:38 am

Yayzees! Let's see, I'm thirteen so if I wanna publish as a teen...I have less than seven years. But I also have my other book...ah, whatev. I can't short circuit my brain just yet.

helpless

7/29/2012 05:24:49 am

yayzees?angie,you have lost yo mind

AngelicEra

7/29/2012 05:42:20 am

No, yayzees is just more fun the plain old yay. I never had a mind to lose; I'm so sane, I'm insane.

AngelicEra

7/29/2012 11:28:24 am

Hello? Bailey? Abbey?

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 12:10:26 am

Where is everyone???

helpless

7/30/2012 12:31:29 am

dunno

Cnwi

7/30/2012 12:41:05 am

( hey im thinking of joining!! Can we use this group for songs too though..? )

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 01:17:52 am

If you're writing it, it counts.

Cnwi

7/30/2012 01:21:05 am

Sweet! Okay who wants to see a sing my friend and I wrote;

On my mind 24/7, when I'm with u it feels like heaven.. But I try to be cool, sometimes look like a fool, ya you got me all messed up. I try my best not to freak but to u I probly look like a geek,u and me ... an AWESOME match, we could try it , .....ummm.... R love could hatch...? ( haha ) just give me a chance... U don't understand... My life will never be the saaaaammmeee.( chorus: ) Upside down and spinning all around, Confused, don't wanna get bruised,I just wanna b happppyyy,Can ya do that for mee Topsy turvey, twisty, curvy, The road I'm riding on,Better have a happy ending, ya, cuz, baby I'm lovesick.( end chorus ) Ya no ur kinda hard to impress, for you I changed the way I dressed, and these feelings are hard to express, so I put it in a song.
And there's not enough time in these short few minutes, to explain y I feel this way.. So just remember ( hey! Hey! ) ( repeat chorus )

Cnwi

7/30/2012 01:23:03 am

It's getting hard to play this game.. To u I still look lame.. But to me, ur still perfect.. Please tell me your worth itttttt ( then repeat chorus 2X )

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 01:47:28 am

Wow, that's amazing. I can make songs at the drop of a hat, but they never have a chorus. Or a tune through it all, I just change the tune randomly XD. The only thing I would change is on the Chorus 2X
'Upside down' to 'better have a happy ending' would stay the same but instead of 'I'm lovesick' both times, it would be 'yeah, 'cause baby I'm upside down and spinning all around' . That's just me. Anyway! 4 stars. :)

Cnwi

7/30/2012 03:33:09 am

Ya I like that thx! I used to write really lame songs but I found some inspiration and BAM lol but ya this song is based on a true story I may or may not have a teensy tiney crush on this guy who was In my class last year..

MangoSpark link

7/30/2012 04:07:33 am

Wow, this is so cool. I really love writing, I lived in Africa for three years so most of my inspiration comes from there, it's really cool to see what other people around the worlds inspiration, and why they like to write about. I favor fiction writing, but I have no problem whatsoever with Non-Fiction writing. I used to write these stories when I was about 6 about my sisters sloppiness, one day the teacher read it out loud and talked to my sister. I had to watch my back for like a MONTH xD. I also used to write books about my dog Patch but since when he jumped up he looked like a twirling ballerina, I called my story Patchelina Ballerina :P. So, here's a bit, and hey, I was only 6!
It's mainly about this dog called Patchelina Ballerina who loves ballet and wants to go up a level and his class-mate Maxy-Max(Lol) wanted to stop him, and well thats mainly it. :P.
I also wrote these fiction stories about a girl called Allyson Storm. I also am a GREAT poet, I make really long sad poems and short little happy poems! :D I'm OK at song writing but wouldn't consider it my talent. I just love the feeling of a pencil/pen on paper. I'm a bit of a chatterbox sorry! :D

cnwi

7/30/2012 04:22:25 am

song writing is my specialty... ;)

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 05:20:23 am

I just love to type, favoring fantasy stories with magic. Actually, for one story, there were four siblings, and I had already named two of them flower names ( Lilac and Chrysanthemum ), so I wanted the other two to have flower names, but one was a guy, so it wasn't that easy...I decided on Phlox, though. I could write songs if I wanted, I have one, but...it's not that good.

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 05:20:53 am

Third Chapter:
Cypher

“Wh- wh- wha- what?! R- really?! Is that t- true?!” I stuttered, utterly bewildered. Frei nodded, smiled, and called out into the cave, “Clyph! It’s me! Brought your sister, too!” His voice echoed through the cave, suggesting that it was bigger than the shadows around implied, but there was no reply. Frei called out a few more times, wandering deeper into the cave each time. I couldn’t see his face, but I could tell by his voice he was getting worried. I noticed a faint glow from ahead, an eerie teal glow, similar to Frei’s. Frei walked into the room and immediately stopped dead. What I saw was similar to a house. It had a makeshift kitchen, a table, a chair, a bed, and a broken crystal ball, similar to Frei’s, on the floor. I looked at Frei’s face, visible in the faint lighting. It was a mix of surprise and a little bit of terror. Concerned, I asked him what was wrong. It took him a while before he could talk correctly, but eventually he said, “This place is protected by charms…the only people who could get in were him and me…and people we allowed in…the only people who could break it…had to be powerful, and they…whoever did it…captured him.” I gasped, “N- no…that’s not…that’s not possible.” His face almost immediately contorted in fury, “I am going to kill them.” His hands, balled into tight fists, were gleaming aquamarine. I pointed at them, and told him, “Y-your hands…they’re…blue.” He blinked, and raised his hands, mumbled something and they became more human and less gem like, except his nails, which remained blue. He took a few deep breaths, said something about not being a ruby, and, to me, said, “ You wait here, or find somewhere safe to stay at. I’m going to have a word or two with their gracious queen.”
“You can’t be serious! At least let me come with you!”
“If you can take care of yourself, fine. But don’t expect me to come and save you if anything happens, understand?”
I smiled, “Understood!” Frei looked at me strangely.
“You shouldn’t be so happy. Honestly, you’re hopeless. Come on, let’s go.” We went back the way we came, rock for rock, hill for hill, it seemed. We entered the town once again. I realized that the town gate seemed to be open for the longest time, or they just never shut it. We quickly found the building were in earlier. Frei opened the door, and we found Shark, lying against the wall, asleep. He curled up, almost exactly like a cat. It made me feel kind of sad to wake him. Frei looked at him coldly however, and didn’t seem to share that opinion. Shark sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, “I- I’m sorry…I was waiting…for you…to come…back…”
“How did you even know if we were going to come back?” Frei asked, accusingly.
“Because…yesterday a boy…was captured…near here…” said Shark.
“Then why did you not tell us this earlier?” said Frei, as if trying to find reasons to hate Shark, whose face was turning red. Shark replied, “ I-I-I-I forgot…I’m so sorry…I am…so very…sorry…”
Frei turned away, and walked out the door. When I turned to follow him, he glared at me and told me to stay. I insisted that he promised to let me come; he said that he never actually promised. After he left, I said, “Well, I never! That jerk!”
“It’s no surprise...considering….his ties with…Queen Nyara. He probably…didn’t want you…to find out. But I…I know…”

MangoSpark link

7/30/2012 05:27:46 am

Your stories are great, Angie. My dad, wrote a story on tsunamis. Have any of you read it? You might not, mainly because it's for like grownups or something :P

Cnwi

7/30/2012 05:58:41 am

I'm starting to write a book:

Chapter one:

I walk down the hall, noticing their stares. I try to ignore them, but it's hard to ignore there eyes burning into my skull. I don't know what my parents were thinking putting me in a new school halfway into the first semester. It's practically like putting me on display at a freak show. I get to my locker and try the combination, of course, it doesn't work. I sigh with frustration after two more tries. A girl comes up to me, "Maybe I can help.." she bangs on my locker and it flies open. "Thanks.." I say. She nods, "You seem lonely.. I feel your pain.. Well I'm Carissa, maybe we could hang sometime.. Oh no, I'm late for class again! Bye!" She runs off and I stand smiling. Oh! How could I have forgotten? My name is ashely bentfield, and this, is my diary!

( any ways to add on, cuz it's short! Any ideas... ? )

helpless

7/30/2012 06:18:07 am

Em,this is a little creepy....the story im writing is someone's diary...........

Cnwi

7/30/2012 06:33:38 am

( ? And btw I said my specialty was Song writing nOt regular writing! Here I have a song idea instead:
Rude stares, evil glares, though I didn't do anything.
It's not pretty, but I'm not ugly, and I bet they didn't know I could sing... ( it speeds up ) everybody, always something, just worry bout your own life!
And stay out of, each others, that's how u make things right.
( a girl can dream cant she? )
( chorus: ) everybody cares about eachother, no harsh words just people getting stronger! If u wanna this girl beaming, then don't tell me I'm dreaming! I knOw that u think I'm crazy, but I'll just ignore your gazing, and have the upper half. Ya all this would happen, in a perfect world

That's all I have

AngelicEra

7/30/2012 06:45:14 am

I'm not much of a natural disaster girl...but I'm glad you like it! Ganbare, ganbare!

MangoSpark link

7/31/2012 02:11:08 am

Here, I made a little story. I'm open to any suggestions!
I was used to awakening at the sound of four eyes and regular taunts you'd get from any orphanage loner. Someday, my future will be different, I will have freedom. Someday.... One day. The crowded streets of London awoke me. Wazzgoinon? I said groggily my eyes half open. The girls were jumping around looking out at the window. I looked too. What are you guys doing? I asked curiously. I was secretly hoping it wasn't one of their schemes. Oh, one of them said mockingly. It's Maddy Babbit scared as a rabbit! My name is NOT Maddy Babbit! Then what is it? Another girl added with a snicker. It's Madeline....... My voice trailed off. Madeline what? A girl asked in fake curiosity. Oh so little four eyes doesn't know her last name? A girl said with a cruel laugh. She was right, I didn't. I was found on the orphanage doorsteps, with my Mother. They say she was about to die. She said her name was Madeline but quickly fled as if someone or something was after her. I asked you one question I said a little more confidently then usual. What the heck is going on? Just then the sister of the orphanage came in. Children! They're arriving! Pip pip, off in your best clothes! Whats going on? I said loudly. Gosh child, how could you not know? The sister replied shocked. There's a whole crowd of visitors wanting to pick up an orphan! She added dusting quickly and straightening the wrinkles on her dress. Best get ready! She said hastily. Sister Mary? I asked? Madeline, make it quick now! The sister quickly said. Why are they coming now? We haven't had visitors in years! THEY'RE COMING! Said a loud voice from down below. My fate rested in these people's hand. My life could change after this visit. The question is, will I get adopted?
Well, thats mainly the first chapter! -MangoSpark

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 02:28:03 am

It seems good, but I was a little confused at times because you didn't have quotation marks anywhere. I like 'pip, pip' though. That was funny XD Who wants MY next chapter? Anyway, the fourth chapter:
Frei

The walk to the castle was eventless, and, though it was better that way, I felt a fight would at least help work off my anger. I got in, though with a few necessary headaches to some of the guards. I burst in the throne room. The look on Nyara’s face quickly changed from surprise to utter anger.
“Why have you returned, scum?” she snarled.
“Oh, don’t be like that. We’re all friends here, aren’t we?” I joked. She narrowed her eyes at me, “Not even close.”
“It was a joke, ‘Your Highness’,” I smirked, to which she replied, “Not a very funny one. What business do you have here? Get on with it.”
“Well, I came here for one of your prisoners. Looks like me, acts like an idiot.”
“I vaguely recall someone like that. However, I’m pleased to say he’s gone,” she purred and laughed slightly.
“What?! What did you do to him?”
“Oh, some traders or another seemed to take a liking to him -”
“And you just couldn’t resist to get your paws on some extra coin, could you?” I finished. She smiled, “You are correct, but it sounds horrible when you put it like that. You aren’t what they call ‘tactful’, are you?”
“When I need to be, I am. And right now, I could care less. But for the sake of courtesy, good day.” I turned and stormed out, adding, under my breath, “And good riddance.”
I returned to our hideaway, and immediately Cypher knew something was wrong. That came as little shock to me, I had already known that my face was scowling, but she might have also been alerted by the obvious lack of her brother. Shark and her appeared to have been sitting across from each other on the floor, though she had practically flown up as soon as I walked through the doorway. Shark remained where he was, though cowering slightly and whimpering softly.”
“Where…where is he? Where’s Clyph?” asked Cypher, her face worried. I sighed, then responded, “He wasn’t there. The ‘good Queen Nyara’ traded him for a little less space in her treasury.”
I glared at Shark. I knew it wasn’t his fault, but I still was angry at him for blindly following such an obviously distrustful person. That started a flurry of stammers of apologies. As Cypher tried to calm him down, I sighed, then asked him, “ Do you have any idea where they might have taken him, at least?”
“ I’m s- eh? Eh, oh, yeah, they…they looked like…forest folk from…a…a faraway village…that I read about…in the north called… it was called…oh, it was E-Emansu. Actually…” Shark pulled out a map from his pocket. It seemed old, but surprisingly well- cared- for considering it was a map. He didn’t seem to have ever liked talking and seemed to appreciate this opportunity to merely point out a trail northward, through a few villages. Some of the areas in between villages seemed dangerous, but that was fine. I was just worried that Cypher would be stupid enough to get herself, and maybe even me, killed. Shark seemed absolutely sure of a few things. The fact that Clyph was definitely brought to Emansu, that his route was shortest, excluding a few forests and dangerous plateaus, and that he was coming with us. I was very reluctant to let him join us - he was too shy, and probably didn’t know how to even wield a weapon. However, at his insistence that he could indeed fight, and at Cypher’s incessant bothering, it was agreed that he could come along. Cypher was only all-too- happy to have him come, “ Let’s go on a great big awesome adventure!”

helpless

7/31/2012 02:28:54 am

i need some help

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 02:42:12 am

With what?

Cnwi

7/31/2012 03:09:45 am

who likes my second song Idea ( see above )

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 03:31:02 am

Not as much as your first one, but it's still pretty good. As I said, songs aren't my thing. I could change lyrics and make them just as awesome, but I can't make my own, I guess XD. But I can write and draw, I'm like sooo awesome ( LOL XD)

Cnwi

7/31/2012 03:34:09 am

Well like if u give me lyrics I could turn it into a song lol

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 03:36:38 am

I don't have lyrics, that's the problem.

helpless

7/31/2012 03:46:18 am

1.im nuts 2.i can't think of a name for a city in my story and 3.lol

Cnwi

7/31/2012 04:04:45 am

O ok lol

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 04:51:39 am

Rivendale, Freroi Haven, Jaylirnville, Schalnu, Regvin, Yinghu. What kind of place is it, I'm saying random stuff

helpless

7/31/2012 05:23:38 am

well...it's gonna be....i have no clue

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 07:28:51 am

It seems really well thought out, helpless. XD Anyway, I figured that if I post one chapter every week, then it'll take me less than a year to finish the base, then I can see if Mom will let me try to publish it...I'll be famous before my first date!

helpless

7/31/2012 08:25:10 am

i know,right! lol XD

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 09:03:54 am

I could help.

Cnwi

7/31/2012 11:22:27 am

I wrote a rap once!!!:
I no ur jealous, admit it! I'm sick of u critics, stepping on me cuz u no ur rhymes r cheap. Oh please, I could beat ur raps with ease! Then I'll eat ur pride with a side of cheese. Y'all r wack! Put that swag back on the rack. Cuz I make u melt like Ice cream, I'm the me in team, now y'all bow down to your rapping queen

AngelicEra

7/31/2012 11:29:07 am

There is, like, only one or two rhymes. You can't rap/ worth a crap. OH, SNAP. SUCKAH. JK JK JK XD.

Cnwi

7/31/2012 12:07:15 pm

O really? It's on!
U dare to challenge me? Y don't u come clean, and admit that im the rap queen. I never told u before, but ur rhymes r a bore, so don't mind me if I snore.. ( yawn )

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 12:28:11 am

I won't 'come clean' ( improper use of the phrase, by the way ) and admit you're the 'rap queen' ( that's a...weird...title ).
You think you're so fly/ but I touch the sky/ you think you're so cool / but I'm the one who rule/ Nice try little missy/ I ain't a sissy/ I won't back down/ even if I seem like a clown/ CAN'T TOUCH THIS!

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 12:28:28 am

WORD!

Cnwi

8/1/2012 12:35:29 am

( lol I know ) ok time for a sec.. Does this sound nice? Like heartfelt and stuff:
look I like u but I'm pretty sure u don't like me back, but since the first time I met u I thought u were funny and cool and ever since I started liking u, I've tried to get over u but I can't.. There's just something about u..

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 12:40:09 am

I like you, I was just saying that so you'd stop rapping! Oh...I finished reading it, it's about a crush or something, isn't it? It's nice.

Cnwi

8/1/2012 12:44:37 am

Kind of.. I'll explain more when we get that Chat room group..

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 12:59:27 am

Okay. Chapter 5!
Cypher

“Whose idea was this?! I hate this,” I exclaimed. Frei sighed, not for the first time, and most certainly not for the last time, “It was your idea to go along on a ‘great, big, awesome adventure’ with a cat.”
“I- I…I’m not really…a cat, you know…” was Shark’s mumbled response.
“But it wasn’t my idea to walk for such a long time…how can you stand this heat, Frei?”
Frei considered that. Eventually, he just shrugged and said, “I don’t know. I guess I just have a resistance to heat? Anyway, we’re almost there, I can see the town. Shronru, right?” Shark nodded. I saw it, too, but I was still as tired as ever, and I was wishing that we were already there. Time seemed to go by shorter when I thought while I walked, so I thought about maps and why everything seems so close together, when, in reality, they’re so far apart that even in winter you’d work up a sweat. And this heat was unbearable. It was almost fall, so why didn’t the weather cool down at all? It seemed to get hotter everyday. Eventually, I managed to reach the town without collapsing, and, despite all the people about, I was greeted with cooler air. This place, Shronru, must have been a popular area for adventurers, there were inns, armour shops, weapon shops and so on all over. Frei seemed to know where to go, because he skipped the first few we came across stopping at an inn without a sign. On looking closer, I found there was actually a sign, but it had faded and was hidden. I wasn’t so sure about this place, compared to the other ones, with actual signs, but when I told Frei this, he said that it did, indeed, have a sign and that I should stop worrying. From the outside, it seemed either inhospitable or uninhabitable. However, once I entered I had an entirely different opinion. The place was filled with people, though there were only two waitresses. While one of them had an average appearance and was just wearing an apron, and casual clothes, the other one was wearing an apron over a bright red dress. She had white leggings and socks, and red rollerskates. She had flame red hair that was in two barrel curled ponytails, and her eyes were as green as grass, maybe even more so. She seemed to carry an impossible amount of dishes, and dropped them off on tables as she rolled past, seeming to never stop, and even did a few tricks for some of the children, who clapped excitedly. The average waitress, who had shoulder- length blond hair and brown eyes, showed us to a table, not surprised by Shark’s cat- like appearance, though there were stranger characters among the people in the inn. It appeared to work simply; the average one took orders and seated people while the other one, grabbed the meals and quickly delivered them to the correct tables. There wasn’t a menu, apparently, so when I asked Frei about it, he, not even looking at me, just said a bunch of food, which I assumed to be the menu. We ordered, the waitress practically hovering over us. Rather quickly, we got our food. Frei hadn’t ordered anything, and Shark devoured his fish almost instantaneously. I hadn’t ordered anything either, I was feeling surprisingly not hungry. We were about to go, we had paid for Shark’s meal, but Frei disappeared before we actually left. I was surprised to find him not only talking with the red waitress, but also effortlessly keeping pace with her. She seemed happy and excited at whatever he was telling her. I sighed and decided to wait for him outside. Shark followed me. Frei soon joined us with a smile on his face.
“Guess who has a free room and local help?”
“Ah, you’re amazing! How’d you know the red haired girl was going to help us though?”
“I met her a long time ago. Before your brother. But it didn’t work out,” he said. I stuttered, “W-w- wait, you, like…y- y- you d-d-da- da- dated…?”
“What? Of course not! She was seven!” he said, taken aback. I blushed, “I- I’m sorry. I jumped to conclusions and completely misunderstood.” He patted my head, “You’re an idiot. But…it’s cute.”
“D-d- d-don’t say things like that,” my face was burning, it felt as red as the girl’s hair. Frei was smiling, as if slightly amused. He brushed his bangs out of his eyes, his fingernails still as aquamarine as ever, then said, “Anyway, her name is Rerin. She’s got us a house for tonight and she can navigate this area and some of the northern areas, which will help us. She also knows her way through Rayvian Woods.”
“Rayvian?” I asked. Shark nodded, “Yeah. The Rayvian woods….they’re very dangerous…if you don’t know…the way…it will&hell

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 01:01:34 am

- it will…take shorter now…to find your brother…there are…witches and monsters…and fae and everything…there are a few villages…the most known being…Raven Haven.”
“Yes, Raven Haven,” Frei took over, “It got its name from how most of the birds in the woods could be found there, the most common being ravens. It’s filled with witches, warlocks, alchemists, and other characters, not all of them particularly savory.”
Shark nodded. I said, “So…are we going through there then?”
“ Yeah, yeah, yeah! Your amazing guide Rerin is heeeeeeeere!!!” The red haired girl ran in front of us. She had changed her appearance, her red hair now in a single, curled ponytail, tied with a silky white ribbon, and her apron and dress traded for a more casual outfit, still with mostly red and white. She still had her rollerskates though.
“Hello, I’m -,” I started. Rerin interrupted, “ Yeah, you’re Cypher, the cat is Shark, and, of course, you’re Frei. You look different, but…I remember you, so we still friends?”
Frei smiled, “ Of course. It’d be impossible to not like you.”
“Well, it is possible because I don’t like her,” I said. Rerin’s eyes watered, “I…I’m sorry…I never meant to offend you…Is it that…could you be…in love with Frei?”
“Ew, no! I just think you are way too hyper!” Rerin hid behind Frei in an annoyingly playful way.
“I don’t see why you’re so mad. Just because she has energy doesn’t mean you should be a jerk to her,” Frei said, to which I responded, “Shut up, Mo-”
“ Hey, Frei, do you have a brother thing or something? Because before Rayn, you were with other brothers and now you’re her brother…” Rerin asked. Frei thought about it for a second, “I never thought about that. I guess it’s just fun that way.” Rerin laughed.

MangoSpark link

8/1/2012 02:03:40 am

Cnwi, I have some advice. Try to remake a story you like, or find inspiration, and finally find a singer you like and use them a an example. Hope it helped! - MangoSpark

cnwi

8/1/2012 02:08:40 am

thx! im usually good with songs, just not the best with storys at all... lol

MangoSpark link

8/1/2012 02:30:07 am

This is my story with quotation marks:
I was used to waking up at taunts like four-eyes and any other taunt you'd here being thrown at a typical orphanage loner. Someday my future will be different. Someday.... One day.
The crowded streets of London awoke me. ''Wazzgoinon?'' I said groggily, my eyes half open. The orphanage girls were jumping around looking at the window. I looked too. ''What are you guys doing?'' I asked curiously, secretly hoping it wasn't one of their schemes. ''Oh,'' said a girl mockingly. ''It's Annie Mumpkin scared as a pumpkin!''
''My name is NOT Annie Mumpkin! ''Then what is it?'' A girl added with a snicker. ''It's Anne...'' My voice trailed off. ''Anne what?'' A girl said with fake curiosity. ''Oh so little four eyes doesn't know her name?'' A girl said with a cruel laugh. She was right, I didn't. I was found on the orphanage doorsteps with my Mum. They say she was dying. They told me she said her name was Anne and fled like something o someone was chasing her. ''I asked you one question!'' I said a little more confidently then usual. ''And that question is, what are you doing?'' Just then the sister of the orphanage burst in. She was a plump old woman with a warm smile and twinkling blue eyes. ''Children!'' She said. ''They're arriving!''
''Pip, pip off in your best clothes!'' ''Whats going on?'' I said loudly. ''Gosh child, how could you not know?'' Replied the sister, shocked. '' There's a whole bunch of visitors wanting to get an orphan!'' She said quickly dusting and straightening the wrinkles on her dress. ''Best get ready!'' She added hastily. ''Sister Mary?'' I asked. ''Anne, make it quick now!'' She quickly said. I could feel the anticipation rising. ''Why are they coming now?'' I asked. ''No one has come in years!''
''THEY'RE COMING!'' Said a shout from below. My fate is in they're hands. The question is, will I get adopted?
Hope you enjoyed!
Pip, pip best be signing my name now! xD
-MangoSpark

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 04:59:04 am

I LOVE the pip, pip! Thanks for adding the quotation marks. Though you changed her name? And, Cnwi, it's okay to sticking to songs, it wouldn't be boring. I personally enjoy singing your songs to myself. You can't sing a story XD

MangoSpark link

8/1/2012 05:28:10 am

Yeah, I got Maddy the Rabbit from another book and my sister said it belonged to them and I couldn't copy, so yeah I changed it.

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 05:38:47 am

Oh, ok. What's your opinion of my story?

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 06:15:57 am

Normally, I could care less about shoes, and only wear flip flops and only when I'm leaving. Now, I'm wearing my new shoes to 'break them in'. I actually just want to wear them...but they have zebra print on them! And they're from some Fergie thing and Fergie is AWESOME. AND I found the BEST backpack EVER. Well, it's a messenger bag, but it's for school and it is AWESOME with a side of SUPER COOL. And peace signs.

Cnwi

8/1/2012 06:29:34 am

Lol me and one of my best friends r planning a shopping day and we r gonna both get new sneakers, preferably dc's, and I'm gonna get new flats and we gonna get AEROPOSTALE lol lovvveeee that brand..

Cnwi

8/1/2012 06:31:34 am

And thx Angie!! Btw, u guys can call me by my nickname which is..

Colbra!!! Lol

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 06:40:56 am

Do you mean Cobra? And if we're on to nicknames, call me Hare. It's not my nick name, but it's my sign on the Chinese zodiac. I'm also Aries, the ram...If I bend it a little, I'm my two favorite characters- Momiji and Hiro XD

Cnwi

8/1/2012 06:43:38 am

No.. I literally mean colbra that's my nickname.. You'd understand if u knew my name 😜

shushrami

8/1/2012 07:14:19 am

sup angie? i've got something, and i need your guys' opinions on it

Mine.

Those addicting blue eyes.
That adorable scruffy hair.
You're my knight in shining armor,
Why don't you get that?

Cupid's arrow pierced through the steels layers of my heart.
Cupid's arrow was you.
What you've done to me is irreversible.
I adore you,
Why don't you get that?

My biggest hope, my biggest wish;
Is that the feeling is mutual.
I want to hear those words from your mouth.
" I like you, too. "
You've been told over and over,
Why don't you get it?

There's nothing you could do that will change my feelings.
You're my all, what keeps me in this mortal realm.
No matter what you say;
You'll always be mine.
Why don't you get that?

DONE! opinions?

MangoSpark link

8/1/2012 07:37:28 am

(Cnwi AKA Colbra, I meant a song you can remake, sorry)
(Sushrami, what tune is your song to? I can't quite make it out myself...)
(AngelicEra AKA hare, you story's are amazing, why don't we all right a story together? Like a fantasy or something?)
Wait so we're doing nicknames?
People call me Kaleidoscope or E-Scope for short, or Shoelaces. Shoelaces I got recently because by Dad went to Durban to get me some SUPER COOL MOSAIC AWESOME RAD NARLEY.....
SHOES! xD. I LOVE overreacting. Is this group for writing movie reviews too? I watched The Last Airbender JUST so I could get an angry review on it. They don't even say the names right!!!!!
-Mango Spark AKA Shoelaces AKA E-scope

shushrami

8/1/2012 07:45:05 am

i just face palmed!!! it's not a song!!! it's a poem!!!!!!! >:l

Cnwi

8/1/2012 08:13:01 am

O lol and ya call me colbra ;)

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:20:43 am

( Shushrami, what kind of poem is it? It doesn't seem to rhyme ever? Even villanelles and epics rhyme ) ( As long as you don't say anything against Avatar: The Last Airbender the series. I didn't really like the movie. And I hate Avatar. Did you know the movie of Avatar The Last Airbender couldn't be called Avatar because of the blue people movie? Which sucked, shall I mention? ) ( And I think the story all together would be interesting. )

Cnwi

8/1/2012 08:26:09 am

I like that idea, and I did write something once... Don't laugh:
I walked into the room and stood over him as he talked to the other girl on instant messages she says: " you are sure she doesn't know about us " and he replies: " positive :) " and clicks send just as my arm swings down and the hammer makes contact with his head. As he falls from the chair the other lover says: " love u <3 " and as I walk out of the room I turn and look at him laying in the middle of all the lies, betrayal, and deciet...

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:28:07 am

But how would it work? I mean, would one of us make a chapter and then people add stuff? Because sentence by sentence wouldn't work...we could all contribute a character and a plot line? Then we could try to mix it all together. Let's get started! I'll be typer because I love love love love love love love to type! If someone here could draw, we could add pictures!

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:29:39 am

O.o Colbra...Colbra...you're scaring me, Colbra...You're supposed to protect me. D'X

Cnwi

8/1/2012 08:32:48 am

Look lol I'm sry!! I read and watch murder stuff, like nancy drew books and r l stine..

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:39:36 am

*slowly backs away*

shushrami

8/1/2012 08:45:20 am

LOOK PEOPLE!!! THAT IS MY GREATEST PIECE OF WORK I'VE EVER WROTE AND ALL I GET IS " what kind of poem is it? " " i don't get it, what's the rhythm to it? " IT'S NOT A SONG!!! IT'S A FREE FORM PIECE OF POETRY!!!!! THAT POEM IS ABOUT THE BIGGEST THING IN MY LIFE AND.... AND ... ARGH!!!!! so much help for opinions you guys are!!!

Cnwi

8/1/2012 08:50:16 am

Angie!! No!! I meant like goosebumps lol and nancy drew isn't that bad! Plz don't get scared

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:50:32 am

Hey, we're being honest! If you want false flattery and 'oh that's amazing' then go somewhere else. I have never seen poetry without rhymes and a rhythm. Even poems have rhythm.

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 08:51:21 am

Nancy Drew is fine...I hate Goosebumps though.

Cnwi

8/1/2012 09:32:07 am

Well I also read fear street

Monkey

8/1/2012 09:35:38 am

Never heard of it.

AngelicEra

8/1/2012 11:32:48 am

HELLO?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?

Cnwi

8/1/2012 11:50:01 am

Lol hi

AngelicEra

8/2/2012 12:31:55 am

Anyway, tell me if you would buy my book if it were published based on what I have so far.

MangoSpark link

8/2/2012 12:39:40 am

Yeah, thats exactly what I mean, Hare. And Sushrami, you didn't even TELL us what it was song, or poem. How were we supposed to know??

Hare

8/2/2012 01:56:58 am

THANK YOU, Mango! See, shushrami, I'm not being mean, I'm being truthful! So don't try to hurt me or call me mean, okay?

r1018

8/2/2012 02:09:24 am

((omg, LOVE the poem shushrami!! u all, poetry doesn't need to rhyme you know....there's lot's of really fabulous poetry that doesn't rhyme....))
Ok, so here's the deal with me. I'm writing a fan fiction about One Direction, cuz im obsessed with them.The plot is that theres this girl who meets Harry Styles att a meet and greet.The girls name is Jennifer btw. Jennifer doesn't like 1D that much, and shes only at the meet and greet to supervise her sis, who loves them. Anyway, Harry falls for her, and then after a while they start hanging out and all that, but Jennifer still thinks of him as just a friend....should she fall in love with him? Also some plot twisters i thought of:what if Jen like, kisses another 1D boy and harry gets super mad? Or....Harry's trying to make Jen jealous, by kissing another girl, and Jen acrually DOES get mad, and she realizes that she DOES like him....thoughts?

Hare

8/2/2012 03:34:40 am

( Yeah, r1018, but it usually has some rythym to it ) ( My thoughts are I have never heard of or seen a good fan fiction in my life. Fan fics are kinda stupid. No offense, that's just my opinion. I only heard of 1D through my friend and at first I thought they were 'eh, okay' but Niall was the first one I was like, 'Gosh, he is CUTE' about XD )

r1018

8/2/2012 03:49:27 am

yeah, most fan fic ARE stupid..mines not tho...lol...It's better than it sounds rlly...I'm trying really hard to make it different from other fan fics....And, OMG YES! I've switched which one is my favorite over time tho...At first I waz like: "Omg, Zayn is so hot!" then I was like: "Oh.My.God. Look at that gorgeus Irishman Niall!!" And now I'm like "Omg! Harry Styles! That's my future husband!!"

r1018

8/2/2012 03:52:03 am

Lou and Liam are gorgeus too, of course! Louis is sooo funny! Have u seen the video where he just screams "SUPERMANNN!" out of nowhere? Sry...im obsessive about them..once I start talking about them I can't stop.....(:

Hare

8/2/2012 04:10:37 am

( Please don't use the Lord's name in vain. OMG is fine, but please don't say Oh.My.*** Please )

Hare

8/2/2012 04:11:10 am

( The Talky Group's up, girls! XD )

Colbra

8/2/2012 05:26:32 am

I know!!! 😃😃😃😃😃

Hare

8/2/2012 09:50:05 am

Anyway, why is no one posting here anymore? Anyway, next chapter:
Frei
“Oh, Frei. I was wondering. Why don’t you ever get hot or cold or anything?”
“Hmm? What’s that about, Rerin? It’s a little random…but I guess it’s because I’m a Crystalborn?” I answered. Rerin’s red hair flowed as she skated along beside me, “Oh. Could you explain the different types? Or are there no special characteristics for different kinds?”
“Well, rubies, for one, are very aggressive, amethysts are very loving and coddling, and aquamarines are calmer, if I had to say anything for each of them. Though it varies, and there are also mixtures, too.”
“That’s kinda confusing, huh?” Rerin said, twirling her fingers around her head in circles. I laughed, “I guess. I was kind of born into it, but you weren’t and, I’ll grant, it is kind of confusing.” I glanced at our other companions. Cypher seemed to be pouting, but when she noticed me looking, she turned away. Shark was looking at the ground as he walked. His brown bangs were just long enough to hide his eyes. I looked back at Rerin, to find her looking at me. She blushed and quickly looked away. I looked back at Shark, “Hey, Shark.” He looked up, “Uh, y-yes?”
“How close are we to Rayvian Woods?” I asked. He thought about it, “I’d say about…less than an hour…Rerin’s town…was rather close…”
“Cypher, you think you can walk that long? I could car-” I started, but Cypher interrupted, “I can walk just fine! I don’t need your help, Frei.”
“You’re acting like I said you were stupid or something!” Cypher hmphed, “No, I’m not! It’s just…uhm…the…the heat! The heat is making me angered. So…uh…”
Cypher looked down for a while, then, suddenly, she burst off.
“Cy- cypher!” I started to follow after her, but Shark grabbed my arm, “We can’t…let you…get lost too…sorry…”
“Yeah, Frei. I’m worried about her too, with how close we are to that Rayvian place, but if we run after her, there’s no telling where we could end up. And we might not even find her. So, please, don’t just charge in. If you got hurt or lost or something it’d be bad,” Rerin told me. I sighed, “You’re right. Hurry up, then, Shark. Please.”
Shark nodded. We ran most of the way, and reached the forest. It quickly went from grassland to creepy forest. The trees were near black, the leaves shades of purple. There seemed to be eyes everywhere, yellows and reds, staring at anything and everything. Even I was a little creeped out, and Rerin grabbed my arm. The path became less formed and more overgrown. Shark tried to mark our path a few times, in case we took a wrong turn, but the bark on the trees was much too strong and any marks on the ground grew over themselves. We walked through the forest, Shark telling us when to turn, when to touch - or not touch- trees, opening secret paths, as if the forest was an organized chaotic mess. After what felt like ages, though what was probably only a few hours, we came across a house. It didn’t look evil, and it wasn’t made of candy - though for all it was worth, I wished it was - so we walked up to it, a little carelessly considering where we where, and were about to knock on the normal looking, wood door when we heard it - a horrible, high pitched scream that made me think of Cypher.

Shoelaces link

8/2/2012 10:13:08 am

Actually Hare, I meant a really cool anime/manga cartoon. Not the weird blue people movie. That just FREAKS me out a little, they're scary! xD

Hare

8/2/2012 11:57:03 am

Wait...what is Shoelaces talking about and why are shoelaces even talking?!? I need to be saved by Saved by the Bell. WHICH IS NOT 'ANCIENT' IT'S AWESOMER THAN YOU, MY 'DEAR' BROTHER!!! Sorry, my brother said it was ancient...

MangoSpark link

8/2/2012 12:11:22 pm

It's my nickname, because I have SICK shoelaces xD

Hare

8/2/2012 12:38:51 pm

I still don't know what you are talking about! I love Aang! Aang's better than your shoelaces though...C:

MangoSpark link

8/3/2012 01:04:05 am

Never mind about the nicknames......................

lgdragon

8/3/2012 02:46:41 am

i like Sokka(i think thats how it's spelled....)and his boomerang

MangoSpark link

8/3/2012 03:14:19 am

I'm gonna ask Sunfish to make a Legend Of Korra and The Last Airbender fan group where I get to tell you the latest news.

Hare

8/3/2012 04:15:24 am

Anyway, this is the author group, not the talky group, so let's author here.

MangoSpark link

8/3/2012 04:26:19 am

Here's a song I wrote to Bad Moon Rising by CCR:

(It might be bad but I wrote it when I was little)

I see winter arising
I see snowdrifts on my path
I see clouds bursting
It's not gonna end the easy way

Well come out and have a cheer
And the others will all here
There's winter on the rise

I hear thunder clouds a-setting
Hope we are quite prepared for weather
I don't wanna say goodbye

Well come out and have a cheer
And the others will all here
There's winter on the rise
Oh yeah!

Hope you got your facts straight
Cause winter is on my slate
Hope we will live to see sunrise
We will face it face to face

Well come out and have a cheer
And the others will all hear
There's winter on the rise(x1)
:P, hey I tried my hardest!
So when are we gonna start the all-story?
I think we first have to draw out plans......

MangoSpark link

8/3/2012 04:27:26 am

Sorry, I mean hear, not here.

colbra

8/3/2012 06:01:37 am

nice lol

Hare

8/3/2012 07:08:47 am

( It really is good. Now, I was thinking, first, everyone would submit two character ideas - one male, one female. Then we would choose which one is better for the story, trying to keep a gender balance. What do you think? )

MangoSpark link

8/3/2012 07:15:41 am

(Thanks, Hare and Colbra. Yeah, your right, Hare. I'll go with a homeless girl called Aurora, and a boy who she meets called Rick. What are yours)?

cnwi

8/3/2012 07:24:01 am

( a rich snob named emmy and a sensitive guy named... jay..? sure lol )

Hare

8/3/2012 08:58:49 am

( Well we have one character each, I was thinking. Just we submit a male and female idea. So they won't meet each other...unless it's just the three of us...then it's be fine...anyway:
Skon-Iae, a boy with an exceptional sweet tooth, and Kon-Ae, a girl who seems serious and aloof but is actually sweet, stubborn, and has a lot of a one track mind. ) ( This is gonna be fantasy right? )

Cnwi

8/3/2012 12:34:49 pm

( I guess.. )

Hare

8/3/2012 01:06:35 pm

( Ok, we need bad guys too.. )

Colbra

8/3/2012 11:58:37 pm

( uhmmmmm uhmmmmmm )

Hare

8/4/2012 12:27:37 am

( Uhm uhm what? Or do not have any ideas? I have a few but it depends how the story goes )

Colbra

8/4/2012 01:05:16 am

( I don't have any ideas )

MangoSpark link

8/4/2012 01:11:25 am

(I have an idea maybe some pirates)? xD Just an idea!

Hare

8/4/2012 01:51:55 am

Pirates? Seriously, pirates? Actually...I have a pirate guy that wouldn't fit in any of my stories...

MangoSpark link

8/4/2012 09:23:18 am

Well, sheesh, sorry! I was thinking a story in the olden days...

Hare

8/4/2012 11:39:57 am

Well, it's just...normally, I don't have pirates...BUT! I do have a pirate guy that I made a year or two ago, but he didn't fit with any of my stories, so I left him. But I could freshen him up a bit, and we could have pirates. Though how would it fit in the story...?

R.K

8/4/2012 11:24:35 pm

they live in a town which is attacked by pirates.lol just an idea

Abbey

8/5/2012 12:56:40 am

(Hey, guys. Can I upload the prologue (ROUGH DRAFT) Of one of my stories. It has Zardrin in it! :D But he goes insane sadly... XD)

MangoSpark

8/5/2012 03:46:54 am

Maybe, a homeless girl goes bravely on many travels and meets pirates on her way to the mainland or something. And who's R.K?

sagirlsruleme

8/5/2012 03:56:55 am

that's a great idea...
A girl searching for her family embarks on many adventures to find her family while on the way discovering who she is, and where she belongs...

bailey

8/5/2012 04:17:23 am

uh, i don't want to seem negative or mean or whatever, but that sounds a bit...too normal. there are too many books that are similar to that idea. if you want to use it anyway, you should try to put a unique spin on it so that it's different from anything else out there. :)

sagirlsruleme

8/5/2012 04:31:54 am

even normal books can be best selling authors though....would any of you like to hear some of my stories?

MangoSpark

8/5/2012 06:38:55 am

No, no. We're all writing one story together. Right now we're giving ideas and planning. It's not technically an individual story.

sagirlsruleme

8/5/2012 06:48:19 am

ok, well, why don't we just start writing and see what we come up with?

Hare

8/5/2012 07:06:58 am

( But we need characters. But we have to decide how many MAIN characters we're gonna have and who they are going to be. And everyone who is going to actually participate, I wanna know, so that I know how many people are on our little team. )

MangoSpark

8/5/2012 07:16:08 am

(OK, so I think we have Colbra, me, Hare and Sagirlsruleme(?). I don't think Bailey is in or Abbey....

Hare

8/5/2012 07:29:32 am

( I think Bailey might be in, but I'm pretty sure Abbey's out. )

sagirlsruleme (selena)

8/5/2012 08:30:32 am

sorry, just call me selena.

Colbra

8/5/2012 08:39:41 am

Ya I'm in lol

Hare

8/5/2012 08:46:08 am

( Okay, then, so four people? I have to go. Think of bad guy/good guys, etc. ideas. And a plot. I probably won't be back on tonight, but maybe... )

Colbra

8/5/2012 09:16:15 am

( k, I wanna hear ur ideas later )

Hare

8/5/2012 09:56:03 am

( I AM BACK. See, my family and I were supposed to take a kayaking class that was gonna end at around nine, so by the time we got back it'd be bedtime. Anyway, my brains kinda full right now, I can't think of ideas. See, I still need a bad guy for this book I'm writing, and the only bad guy ideas I have ( besides a Dragon Overlord ) are being used on my other books... )

bailey

8/5/2012 10:03:51 am

i'm in i guess...i can edit if you like. it's not my kind of writing, but i can edit it for you. :)

Hare

8/5/2012 10:16:05 am

That works, though I normally edit things myself. Spelling, grammar and punctuation are an accidental obsession

Colbra

8/5/2012 10:45:53 am

Hare... They are ignoring me on city of magic.. 😖

Hare

8/5/2012 11:28:13 am

They are? I'll go check it out.

Colbra

8/5/2012 11:36:56 am

( ok I'm sry bout that but I have nothing to do cyz everyone is doing their own thing.. 😔 )

Colbra

8/5/2012 11:37:32 am

Cuz*

Hare

8/5/2012 11:38:30 am

Oh, yeah...uhm...you could have your parents enroll you in the school, at least you'd be able to talk with Skon-Iae and Iomadia Noir )

Colbra

8/5/2012 11:40:02 am

I am in the school already, I just wasn't like IN it lol

Hare

8/5/2012 12:16:51 pm

Anyway, the book. Since there are four of us, I'd say four main characters? Sound good? And...just one bad guy or a group? What do you think?

Colbra

8/5/2012 12:23:59 pm

Sounds good!

Hare

8/5/2012 01:09:34 pm

I found a profile thing on a site. It's really specific, but fill out as much as you can for your character(s):
Name:
Gender:
Race:
Age:
Birthdate:
Astrological Sign:
Chinese Zodiac Sign:
Blood Type:
Height:
Measurements:
Beliefs/Religion:
Hobby:
(Twist):

Basic Description:
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Current Information
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>family background

>birth place

>history, background

>home

>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc.

>pets
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Physical Description
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>hair style

>eyes

>body

>physical condition

>marks,scar,tattoo

>clothing
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Personality
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>likes

>dislikes

>fears

>goals

>hobbies

>occupation

>favorite food

>least favorite food

>most prized possesion (important or emotional value)

>vernacular (way of speaking)

>psychological condition

>character behaviour

>aptitude

>social and other pressure, problems

>relationships (with who and what kind)

>beliefs, superstition, moral value

>positive characteristics

>negatives characteristics

>personality

>other

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Abilities
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>physical

>magical

>other

Colbra

8/5/2012 01:27:48 pm

Holy crap... Can I fill that out later? And check city of magic

bailey

8/5/2012 10:34:53 pm

can i make a suggestion? you might want to ask for abbey's help for a villain. she's made a bunch of mine! she's REEEALY good with evil guys! XD
examples: http://multisheeplover.deviantart.com/gallery/35364327#/d4tuzkw
http://multisheeplover.deviantart.com/gallery/36434097#/d4zummv

Abbey

8/6/2012 12:53:07 am

(OOOOOOOO!!! Can I make the VILLAIN!!!!!! o0o I LOVE THEM! If so, I'll fill it out.)

MangoSpark

8/6/2012 01:06:34 am

I can't really fill everything out..... I don't know blood type and I don't know astrological sign, or whatever....

Abbey

8/6/2012 01:11:40 am

(I know... Why would you even need to know that stuff? I don't know my own sign! I just figured out blood type like 3 years ago...)

Hare

8/6/2012 01:14:03 am

( I just found it okay? Just fill out the nescessary stuff like name, motivation, personality, blah blah blah. )

Hare

8/6/2012 02:31:04 am

( Example:
Name: Trippet
Gender: Male
Race: Half wood elf
Age: 16 ( 21 in human years )
Height: 5’6 ( He’s kinda short )
Hobbies: Whittling, making stuff ( necklaces, juice, anything really ) out of natural things ( berries, leaves, grass, etc. )
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Family background: Mother and Father are both dead; no siblings
History, background - N/A for now
Pets - Rillin, a young Northern wolf, with a snake in the shape of an ‘S’ on his left eys
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Hair - Light brown, ends slightly above his shoulder and is very messy. It has a feather in it
Eyes - A dark green, like leaves
Marks, tattoo - On the back of his right hand, there is a flame. He can ‘attach’ the flame to another person or animal and it is blue when they are safe getting to a red, the more red it is being the more danger the person or thing it’s ‘attached’ to is in. The flame also transfers to the other person and works the same way. For now, it’s attached to Rillin.
Clothing - SHIRT - A loose green, short-sleeved shirt over a brown long-sleeved shirt with a hood. The sleeves go to his knuckles. BOTTOMS - Green baggy pants. SHOES - Green slip ons EXTRAS - A bow is slung on his back, and he has a scabbard and a quiver of arrows on crisscrossing belts, which also have small bags on them.
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Likes - Forests, Rillin
Dislikes - gems and shells
Fears - HUMANS DOMINATING THE WORLD!!! ( Not really ) Rillin or any of his friends getting hurt
Goals - To protect the forest he lives in and his friends
Favorite food - Bread or Apples
Least favorite food - Really sweet things, really sour things
Most prized possesion - A ring with a crest.
Relationships (with who and what kind) : Rellin
Positive characteristics - When people become close enough to be considered ‘friends’, he’s caring and sweet.
Negatives characteristics - Rarely lets people know how he really feels, and sometimes expects too much out of others.
Personality - Not nice but not mean to most people. He’s a bit of a child, his way of affection is bothering, but it’s because he’s mostly in his forest and doesn’t see many people. He pretends to be tough, often hiding behind a smile or a mask of no emotion.
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Physical - Good with a bow and his short sword.
Other - Skilled with his whittling knife
)

GoDefyGravity

8/6/2012 06:33:27 am

I always get cool ideas for books, but they always fail by the sixth chapter. I guess I rush things.... any tips?

GoDefyGravity

8/6/2012 06:34:38 am

I hand the infromation to the reader on a silver platter. I need to know how to be discreet in giving info, I guess.... and the character thing is really helpful!

GoDefyGravity

8/6/2012 06:39:56 am

(( Oh, if you're writing a book, I can help!!! XD Sorry for flooding.... excited because I just discovered this group....
If it's okay I'd LOVE to help, but I know that you guys have the final desicion. And I'll be thinking about a plot... LOL Sorry for overenthusiasthum.. ))

Hare

8/6/2012 07:40:47 am

I'm fine with it, though we might be having a bit to many people...anyway. I'm not really a master...I go with the flow XD. I just try to imagine how to make it interesting if I was reading it, if I would actually be interested. Could you give me a few samples so I could say how I would change it? It's different for every person, so it'd be better if I could see it.

MangoSpark

8/6/2012 07:59:07 am

(Actually GoDefyGravity, we're writing a story all together, right now we're planning. You can join if you want).

Name:Zane Dawson
Gender:Male
Race:Bender and a bit of a shape-shifter
Age:16
Birthdate:September 20th
Astrological sign:(Can someone please explain that to me)?
Height:6'2(Random number :P)
Hobbies:Fencing, bending, changing into exotic animals, playing instruments and going on a adventure.
History: Father is chief of village but my mom got banished because she spoke out to a general. We don't know if she is alive or not. When the general heard I was fleeing he burned me and I ran away, permanently to live a new life.
Pet:Tiger dog, called Shoelaces. He has the front paws of a tiger and back paws as a dogs legs.
Hair:Dark, messy black hair with bangs.
Eyes:Dark brown
Scar, tattoo:Red scar on eye from burn
Clothing:Red shirt with tattered jeans. Has double swords attached to belt.
Likes:The water
Dislikes:Too much isolation, and being without Shoelaces.
Fears:The general coming back and his friends and pet endangered
Goals:To defeat his father
Favorite food:Spicy chocolate(Rare in circumstances like mine).
Least favorite food:Having to eat grass and other weird and bitter plants.
Prized possession:Double swords
Relations:I don't really get the question.
Positive characteristics: When people accept him for who he is
Negative characteristics: When people ask about his scar
Personality:Is used to being in isolation, but when meets people and gets used to them he can become friends quickly and defend when in danger.
Physical:Good with survival and skilled when it comes to bronze swords.
Is that OK, Hare?

Hare

8/6/2012 08:13:09 am

An astrological sign is like the Chinese zodiac. It is based off your birthday, rather than your birth year, though. It is based off the stars.
Mine is Aries, the ram. There is also Pisces, the fish, Gemini, the twins, Virgo, the virgin, Cancer, the crab, Taurus the bull, Leo the Lion, Libra the scales, Scorpio the Scorpion, Sagitarrius, the archer, Capricorn the goat, and Aquarius the waterbearer.
Relations, I think, is for friends, girlfriends or boyfriends, etc.
I think the positive and negative characteristics were for the better and worse parts of their behavior...but, I may be wrong.
And I think that's good.

MangoSpark

8/6/2012 08:49:53 am

Oh, then I guess, no relationships. And I'm Virgo :P. Cool, didn't really know what that was............ So, anyone else do their description?

GoDefyGravity

8/6/2012 09:28:05 am

Oh, wow, I'm a Virgo too :D Cool... Well, if you need any minor characters, just tell me. Do you have a general idea of what it'll be about yet? And thank you for tolerating my craziness :)

Hare

8/6/2012 09:28:34 am

Not yet, I'm wondering if they're even on.

Hare

8/6/2012 09:35:30 am

Oh, I didn't notice you posted, GDG. And it's no prob, I'm insane. XD Anyway. You could probably be a main character if you want, we haven't got anything planned out. Right now, anything's cool. Though I wish we could put a 'lock' on it, though, so when we're really in, it's just us....

MangoSpark

8/6/2012 09:35:47 am

Well GoDefyGravity(Can I call you something shorter?), ask Hare. She'll tell you, she's leader. I think if you wanna do it you have to fill out a form which she posted before. I did mine :P

Hare

8/6/2012 10:04:14 am

I'm leader? SWEET!

Colbra

8/6/2012 10:12:25 am

( I'm a saggitarious lol 😊)

MangoSpark

8/6/2012 10:23:13 am

You should be, this group is on of the best on the site! Oh, and Colbra, I think me and Hare did our description, you should get cracking on yours! xD
A pip pip cheerio from
MangoSpark

Hare

8/6/2012 10:46:42 am

*eyes fill with tears * You really think so? THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm serious, that's so sweet. As usual, I love the pip pip ^^

Amanda (or GDG )

8/6/2012 10:59:13 am

Yeah, you can just call me Amanda :) I'll get started on my character profile. I'll be either minor or main- whichever.

Hare

8/6/2012 11:02:09 am

I don't care, to be honest...as long as their aren't too many of us...{ Book Title } By {Lots of Names} XD. We should make a group name! Like take all our initials and make one name

Colbra

8/6/2012 11:21:16 am

( ok fine, I'm using my fave name:
( ?= what do ya mean )
Name: Emmy valentine
Gender: female
Race: half fairy, half american
Age: 16
Birthdate: 12-4-1995
Astrological Sign: Sagittarious
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Idk
Blood Type: Idk b positive?
Height: 5'9"?
Measurements: idk
Beliefs/Religion: Christian
Hobby: Singing
(Twist): uhm uhm.. Well uh.. A secret past that might come back to haunt me..

Basic Description: ?
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Current Information
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>family background: Mystery

>birth place: chicago

>history, background: mystery

>home: wherever the story takes place

>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc. : my favorite heart locket

>pets: a small blue calico kitten
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Physical Description
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>hair style : pure white, kind curly, down to the middle of my back

>eyes : Ice blue

>body :???

>physical condition ???

>marks,scar,tattoo A scar on my back, a mystery from my past

>clothing : varied
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Personality
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>likes : winter, laughing, singing and dancing, gymnastics

>dislikes : seafood, extreme hear, boring times...

>fears Tight spaces

>goals : to b successful

>hobbies : signing dancing gymnastics

>occupation : help my mom run a small cupcake shop

>favorite food : cupcakes!!!

>least favorite food : seafood

>most prized possesion (important or emotional value) : my silver locket

>vernacular (way of speaking) Normal

>psychological condition : MENTALLY STABLE

>character behaviour : nice, can easily b annoyed or upset, likes to laugh

>aptitude : ??

>social and other pressure, problems : ??

>relationships (with who and what kind) : none yet..

>beliefs, superstition, moral value : like I said, Christian

>positive characteristics : funny nice and sweet

>negatives characteristics : like I said, can b annoyed or upset easily

>personality : funny nice creative sweet

>other : nothing really..

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Abilities
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>physical : gymnastics and karate and climbing

>magical : half Ice fairy, some powers

>other : that's it

Amanda

8/6/2012 11:37:50 am

Name- Darcy Willow
Gender- Female
Age- 14
Race- Brownie
Birthdate- August 30th
Astrological Sign- Virgo
Height- 4'11''
Hobbies- Running, climbing, exploring little nooks and crannies, and training her songbird, Melody
Beliefs- Darcy believes in a higher power, but she doesn't really think too much about it
Family Background- Her mother and father are also brownies who help Darcy to clean their master's house. Basically, brownies do household work at night and often eat little gifts that their masters leave out for them. They like honey especially. If payment is left out, the brownies will actually leave and find a new home to inhabit. Soon Darcy will be expected to leave and find herself her own home. Her older sister Samara has already left home and is her parent's pride in joy. Darcy is always hearing refrains of "When she was your age, Samara always..."
Birthplace- Somewhere in Ireland, but Darcy knows that she won't be there for much longer.
Home- A hollow tree home near their master's house. It's surprisingly complex.
Possesions- A bright yellow songbird named Melody and a broken piece of glass that she uses as a mirror. Her master's broke and Darcy slipped a piece in her pocket.
Pets- Melody
History- Not much. Melody was born into her family in the countryside of Ireland. Her father is a stoic and boring man who thinks only of work. He can be sensitive, but gruffness often takes over. Her mother is stubborn and seems to be married to her work. She constantly nags Darcy about how much better Samara was. Like Darcy's dad, she really cares about Farcy, but she's not sure how to show it. Darcy loves her big sister, but she hasn't seen her since Samara left when she turned 15. Darcy dreams of adventure and a life free of a master. Right now, she works for a couple and their family of two boys. The master's wife is a weaver and the master sells his wife's blankets.
Hair style- A deep chesnut brown. It's always down and wavy.
Eyes- Brown with flecks of gold
Body- Petite
Clothing- A scrappy brown dress that goes to her ankles. All Darcy wants to do is ditch it and get some real clothes, but it's not really possible being a brownie.
Likes- Melody, the beautiful countryside, adventure, cooking, and singing
Dislikes- Working for the master, being compared to Samara, being treated as though she is dumb, and being suppressed
Fears- That she'll be stuck as a house slave forever
Goals- To find adventure, or at least to find a halfway decent master someday
Occupation- House cleaner as a brownie
Favorite food- Sticky cinnamon buns
Least favorite food- Gruel
Most prized posession- Melody
Vernacular- A bit of a Irish brogue
Behaviour- Darcy is a kind girl, but she's frustrated with her position. Many call her an "odd girl" because most brownies are content with their lives. Darcy is compassionate and gentle with all living things. She can't stand being supressed. She's a outspoken, almost to a fault. Darcy is loyal and can keep a secret. She's also very intelligent.
Relationships- She has a big sister- little sister relationship with Samara.
Problems- Being supresses in her life as a brownie
Positive characteristics- Kind, loyal, intelligent, and sweet to all living creatures.
Negative characteristics- Outspoken and easily frustrated
Other- When she leaves her master's home, she will be able to meet your characters.
Physical- Agile, fast, and a good climber
Magical- Super quick cleaning. Darcy is also a supernatural creature, and some mortals don't believe in her. Not so much in Ireland, but definitely in other places.
Other- If payment is given to brownies, they will leave the home forever.

Hope that's okay! Oh, and maybe the villain should be a siren! :D

Hare

8/6/2012 11:40:01 am

Colbra, you didn't need the signs and stuff they were just what I found XD
By Race they meant like Human, not, like, American and stuff.
And we need to know everyone's past so we can use it. If you don't know it, like me, that's fine, but say so.
Also, I was planning on making a different world entirely, it's easier for me that way. But if you wanna do the real world, we'll do a vote, yeah, that'd be fairest.
I don't know what it means by body, but by physical condition it means things like hunchbacked and stuff.
I don't know what aptitude means, social/pressure problems are like how my guy hasn't been near people alot, so he has social problems.
Yeah, they repeat some things...it's kinda annoying...

I think that's everything?

Colbra

8/6/2012 11:46:56 am

Lol ok well Idk my past, all I have is a scar to even think of what happened.. Idc where we r lol and ok thx!!!! Ya I'm Half ice fairy half human lol

GoDefyGravity

8/6/2012 11:49:45 am

A different world might be easier because we could just make things up. What era should it be? Should the females wear dresses or would trousers suffice? Also, Darcy now likes honey the best :) I actually really appreciated the huge profile. It helped me get to know Darcy.

Colbra

8/6/2012 11:51:33 am

ok Idc and Amanda check superhero camp and also u should join city of magic lol annnnddd check hunger games! Lol

Amanda

8/6/2012 11:52:10 am

I mean Amanda. Sorry XD

sagirlsruleme (sagi for short :)

8/6/2012 12:14:16 pm

i would like to join, but im not exactly sure what to do here, or how to join. could someone please explain because i'd love to share some of my writing :)

bailey

8/6/2012 10:49:34 pm

hey sagi! we (well technically the others, i guess. i'm not too deeply involved) are writing a story between all of them. you can join in if they say it's okay, but i can take a look at your story if you like. :)

Hare

8/6/2012 11:06:20 pm

@Sagi - Uhm...I don't know anything in particular you have to do to join....except write, of course...and, yeah, at this point, anyone can join...XD
@Amanda - I don't know any particular era, but, clothes-wise, I normally let people wear what I feel they'd like, though some areas may be more strict on such matters than others, and of course the colder areas would have more padded clothes, while warmer climates would have thinner clothes all over ( did you know that in the desert you should cover as much of yourself as possible? Or else you'll get sunburn. ) But...now I'm just stating the obvious and blathering...

- Hare, :3

GoDefyGravity

8/7/2012 01:38:06 am

Blathering is perfectlly alright :) But seriously- wouldn't a siren as a villain be kind of awesome?? Just a suggestion- you don't need to take it.. :)

sagi

8/7/2012 01:54:11 am

ok, is there a certain subject i need to write about to participate in the main story or no?

Hare

8/7/2012 02:27:41 am

@ Amanda - Hmm...maybe we could have a group of villians...OH MY GOSH, LISTEN: We could have evil opposites of the main characters as bad guys!!!! Sorry, I like evil opposites...XD
@ Sagi - Well, it's gonna be a fantasy, so if you write nonfiction about the Civil War than it probably wouldn't work...but as long as you're creative, I think it'll be fine.

Also, this is for one of my stories: I need a name for a character...I used to have one, but it was Licorice ( I don't know why, so don't ask ) and so I want to change it. He likes scissors and cutting up stuffed animals, and cries whenever he's not near this guy called Alois. XD

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 02:34:56 am

Thanks, and for now on PIP PIP CHEERIO is my new trademark! xD
Yeah, evil opposites, I'm on board with that. OK, if he is really in danger my characters scar GLOWS xD. And, if he gets manipulated or if someone convinces him using a potion or something he will join his evil father! xD

Amanda

8/7/2012 02:42:38 am

Oh my gosh, I keep using the wrong screen name XD Sounds really cool, Hare. Maybe Samara could be evil... hmmm.... I'll be thinking on that. :D A glowy scar also sounds really cool.
So Hare... should we make the evil equivalents ourselves and post the profiles? Sorry if I have a lot of questions...

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 02:58:26 am

I think should just post what MAKES you evil in a small line. You don't have to re-write your profile. Do it like I did.
PIP PIP CHEERIO! xD
MangoSpark

GoDefyGravity

8/7/2012 02:59:41 am

Oh, so it's almost like a Jekyll/ Hyde situation?

Hare

8/7/2012 03:03:48 am

@ MangoSpark - Nice. I thought the general was evil and your father didn't do anything though?

@ Amanda - It's fine. Thank you! And...I guess?

Okay, then, the evil Trippet:
Name: Teppirt
Gender: Male
Race: Half Wood Elf
Age: 16 ( 21 in human )
Height: 5’6
Hobby: Cutting stuff ( whittling is part of that, though he just likes cutting stuff
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>pets - Nillir
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Looks: All same as Trippet except his flame is always blue and is pretty much just a tattoo
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>likes - Cutting stuff
>dislikes - Fire, Trippet, Rillin
>goals - To Destroy Trippet
>psychological condition - Slightly on the insane side?
>social and other pressure, problems - He kills stuff
>other - He was created, not born, like a robot. He technically has no personality, and all his ‘likes’, ‘dislikes’ and ‘goals’ were all ‘programmed’ into him.
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>physical - Same as Trippet

Hare

8/7/2012 03:22:16 am

Oh, I read your thing too late. Well he was made an evil double through a magical experiment. He's pretty much a robot.

sagi

8/7/2012 03:26:16 am

i'd like to make a character :) do i just make up one while using the profile thing? sorry if im asking too many questions...

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 03:30:43 am

My father AND his leaders are bad....

Hare

8/7/2012 03:35:22 am

@ Sagi - Yeah. And don't worry about it. An inquisitive mind is good

@Mango - Oooooh.

GoDefyGravity

8/7/2012 03:50:23 am

Name- Yicrad Wolliw
Race- Brownie
Gender- Female
Height- Same as Darcy
Pets- A jet black "songbird" named Staccato. His "song is more of a screech.
Looks- Like Darcy, but flipped. She has pretty jet black hair that always seems to rustle with the wind. She has deep brown eyes with flecks of gold that are tough to look away from. She's also petite. Yicrad is much prettier than Darcy (targeting insecurities). Where Darcy is merely a bit pretty, Yicrad is beautiful.
Likes- Tormenting Darcy and Staccato
Dislikes- Darcy and Melody
Goals- Mentally break down Darcy
Mental condition- Cruel, focused, and intelligent
Other- Targets Darcy's insecurities in an attempt to make her useless. Call her Yi.

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 04:07:25 am

Can we start a rough draft now?

sagi

8/7/2012 04:33:43 am

(Thanks! ill get started :)
Name: Fae Illiad
Gender: female
Race: nymph
Age: 18
Birthdate: unkown
Height: 5'8
Hobby: singing
Basic Description: jet black slick hair that reaches her waist, ice blue eyes, pale olive skin and bright red lips. she has a whimsical personality. she has wings like a white butterfly that unfold out of the flesh in her back. fast, light on her feet, nimble, shy,beautiful. she has a bone chilling lullaby voice that she uses to sing the in the forest.
>family background : none

>birth place : a grove

>history, background : she was born out of water and earth by the gods, and serves as a daughter of Aphrodite to bless the earth and protect the forest from harm.

>home: the deepest part of the grove

>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc. : she has her wings she almost never uses. they are very delicate, silky to the touch and sweet like lace, but can easily be broken. once their broken they may never grow back.
Pets: butterflies
hair style: long and flowing.
>eyes : ice blue, soft and gentle
>physical condition: lean and seems like and ordinary person at first.
>marks,scar,tattoo : she has floral designs etched into her skin. she was born with it.
>clothing : a simple white dress that reaches her knees. its not fancy but simple white cloth covering her body.

>likes: nature, water, tranquility, butterflies, music

>dislikes: fire, earthquakes, screams, destruction

>fears : deforestation,

>goals : wants to protect the forest with all her power and might.

>hobbies: bathing, dreaming, dancing, singing, prancing

>favorite food : nectar

>least favorite food : meat

>most prized possesion (important or emotional value) : her wings

>vernacular (way of speaking) : a soft romantic whisper

>psychological condition : peaceful and determined

>negatives characteristics : trusts people too much, once you betray her she will never trust you again. through she's peaceful, she has the power of nature which she can use for destruction.

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Abilities
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>physical: fast runner, flying as soon as she unfolds her wings, singing.

>magical: using and bending the forces of nature.

((i hope this is ok. please let me know if i should change something or if i should make a new character. thanks))

Hare

8/7/2012 05:55:43 am

@Sagi - About the Aphrodite thing...I normally leave gods out of my stories, I don't like bringing in religion...and even if we did, we're making another world, so if we do have any gods and goddesses, they probably won't be the Greek gods...sorry, you can leave it if you want...

@ shushrami - What's it a fanfic of?

shushrami

8/7/2012 06:04:38 am

hare: it's a Homestuck thing. a little explanation might help a little. a wriggling day is pretty much a birthday for a troll. a sweep is a year for a troll. their year is 2. something human years... i'm surprised you didn't get on my case about the colorful language in it

Colbra

8/7/2012 06:14:26 am

ok well let's just say uhm.. Her name is emerald and she has dark black hair and red eyes and she is half ice fairy but her personality is opposite And Emmys likes are her dislikes and Emmys dislikes r her likes and she just is evil lol goes that?

Hare

8/7/2012 06:39:55 am

shushrami - I've heard worse language then that on one of my favorite things. I'm used to a lot more language. More than Avril Lavigne, even, and I've listened to her since I was, like, eight.

Colbra - LOL, Colbra

Colbra

8/7/2012 06:43:58 am

Lol I know!! 😜😜I didn't feel like making a profile lol

sagi

8/7/2012 07:01:36 am

Hare: i personally don't believe in the greek gods, but since this is fantasy, i still want to use Aphrodite as a point of family reference for my character. :)

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 08:59:41 am

First, you said the ''f'' word more than anyone should. Please, let us not have ANY bad words.
PIP PIP CHEEERIO! xD
-MangoSpark

shushrami

8/7/2012 09:02:30 am

-_- not cool. i have one common rule with my stuff. if you don't like what you see, don't read it. and i thought angie was the one to create this group, not you

Hare

8/7/2012 09:30:39 am

Shushrami, you did ask us to read it...I'm used to the 'f' word, but please don't use any language that anyone finds bad...and please do not talk back to my staff. They're the equivalent of moderators, as long as they are polite.

Colbra

8/7/2012 09:33:08 am

Hare check city of magic lol

MangoSpark

8/7/2012 11:36:36 am

Thanks, Hare.

Hare

8/7/2012 12:09:27 pm

No, prob. Can't have my staff sad now, can I? Because my staff are my friends. :3

Colbra

8/7/2012 12:39:11 pm

Sry, I'm watching these vids of this guy playing my all time fav ps2 game and they r HILARIOUS

shushrami

8/8/2012 02:30:21 am

so.. i'm like done posting the actual stories here. but i've got ideas on somethings... ( warning, this is severly sadstuck, and with the theme of suicide and stuff like that... you have been warned )

ok, one idea. it goes along the line of the trolls catch a virus, one by one. the virus causes depression that slips into suicide. ( aka, all the trolls commit suicide. this story ain't going to be read by you guys. knowing Mango's disapproval of language. and... well.. the suicide parts. )

Idea two: it goes along with the story i was showing you guys. it's an Equius point of view. ( i don't plan on any 100d language with this one, so i'll show it to you if you want me to. )

and last idea: it goes along the idea with that shortly after Tavros' death, Gamzee slips into depression, and eventually he ends his own clowny life

MangoSpark

8/8/2012 03:48:07 am

Actually, you shouldn't even be saying bad words, technically. I don't like them because they're wrong............
So, do you think we should start planning? This should probably be how it should look...........

PLOT:

SETTINGS:

CHARACTERS:

PROBLEM:

SOLUTION:

shushrami

8/8/2012 03:58:17 am

if this sounds like i'm talking back, then i don't mean it.
but that's your opinion, not mine. i HIGHLY advise you stay away from Homestuck then.

colbra

8/8/2012 05:08:14 am

lol good idea mangospark..

MangoSpark

8/8/2012 07:59:52 am

Technically, I don't even know what Homestuck is, so I probably wouldn't watch it. Everybody has different opinions, and this is mine. So I now humbly ask you to stop talking about suicidal acts and bad words.

Amanda

8/8/2012 10:17:18 am

Okay, so here's what we have so far.
PLOT- Nothing.
SETTING- Fantasy world, name under consideration. I'm thinking someplace where there are humans AND supernatural beings- what do you think?
CHARACTERS- So far, we've got Darcy and Yi, Trippet and Tepprit, Emmy, Fae, and Zane. Emmy and Zane have doubles too, but they have yet to be named. We also have Staccato, Melody, Rillin, Nillir, some random butterflies, and a kitten as pets. :D
Problem- The opposite evil squad of Yi, Terrpit, and three yet to be named villains. As for what they want, we don't know. Maybe a superior gene pool? Or a world of just one species? Maybe it could be, say, wood elves, and Trippit's conflict would be which side he's loyal to? It could be like this for any character. Open to suggestions... if no one wants it, Darcy'll take it.
Solution- We need a problem first :)

Colbra

8/8/2012 10:51:29 am

Ok well like I said, Emmys evil opposite is NAmed emerald lol and her kitten will b named, mazie lol

Colbra

8/8/2012 10:52:04 am

Emmys kitten is mazie I meant lol

Hare

8/8/2012 11:00:13 am

( GDG, when you put it like that it sounds like we don't do anything except make characters...oh, wait, that's all I've done XD )
Setting: Clauriphul? Bilu? Traunpha? Migbit? Kairgn?
Problem: The evil duplicates ( at least Tepprit ) were made by an evil mage or an accident and made to destroy the actual people?

Colbra

8/8/2012 11:08:38 am

The prob sounds good 😊

GoDefyGravity

8/8/2012 11:09:49 am

Well, it's all I've done! XD I like Bilu. Easy to remember. How about we divide it into four sections- Clauriphul, Traunpha, Migbit, and Kairgn. They will all have characteristics. For example- icy wonderland, woods and streams, countryside, and marshy arera. There can be a huge city on one of the sections where the characters happen to meet. Do you like this idea?
As for the problem- I like the evil mage thing. We could make a really cool scene as a prolouge right after our characters are born where the evil doubles, like, rise out of a pot or something :D That would be really fun to write. Also, maybe the mage also has a double too, but a good double. Like a Dumbledore sort of dude... he can say to the characters in the dream something like, "It's not an accident. It's never an accident."

sagi

8/8/2012 11:27:23 am

what is Clauriphul, Traunpha, Migbit, and Kairgn? i have never heard of them before...

GoDefyGravity

8/8/2012 11:29:48 am

They're just random names that Hare came up with. :)

sagi

8/8/2012 11:31:41 am

oh, haha... very creative. im ok with any idea :)

Cnwi

8/8/2012 11:16:00 am

I like it! What do u think hare?

Colbra

8/8/2012 11:49:21 am

'sry to b kinda irrelevant but I have inspiration..

I adore u, practically love u, fantasize about u and me..
There we are, hand in hand, then I wake up from my dream...
To see u standing there, and u don't seem to care:
( chorus ) my hearts beating outta my chest, my minds screaming loud, can u hear it yet?! I would I would do anything for you.. ( u don't feel the same ) I'm falling fast I can't stop now, no there's no Way that I'll slow down! I would I would do anything for you.. But u don't feel the same.. ( end chorus )

Hare

8/8/2012 09:49:08 pm

@ Colbra's irrelevant song - HOW DARE YOU BE IRRELEVANT NO WE'RE ALL GONNA DIIIIIIIE D'X (JK ) That was like me and M...it's on Chatzy, so you probably wouldn't know
About the places:
Clauriphul - A forest area, because the name reminds me of chlorophyll
Migbit - A burning hot firey lair of doom!!! Because it sounds lava-y XD
Traunpha - An air kingdom in the skyyyyyyyyyyyyy XD XD XD
Kairgn - Is earth sounding so it's a towny area ( Yay, random logic! )

What do you guys think? And they could all come ouut of a magical pot..I love the Dumbledore thing you said XD It made me laugh. But it's a good idea...also, do we want it be like Rick Riordan with mostly action and coolness and a bit of romance or do we not want any romance or a little more romance or what?

Colbra

8/8/2012 10:04:05 pm

Idk we could have SOME romance lol and ya the song is how I feel most of the time Btw good ideas!! I love them

MangoSpark

8/9/2012 01:21:53 am

Yeah, but maybe not out of a pot. Maybe they could rise out of their bodies when triggered and make the good body unconscious. My character on the bad side will be called:
THE MONSTER AND LAKE OF DOOM!!!!!! XD
Lol, fine, I'll change it Rick. And my pet is a is a tiger dog called Shoelaces! xD
A PIP PIP CHEERIO from,
MangoSpark

Hare

8/9/2012 06:31:58 am

I didn't understand that...-_-

colbra

8/9/2012 06:51:53 am

lol hare! mango, do u like my song

MangoSpark

8/9/2012 10:20:52 am

Just read it Colbra, it's good. Follow your passion. Maybe the bad spirit could rise when triggered, and leave the good body behind.

GoDefyGravity

8/9/2012 11:33:36 am

Hmm.. have any of you read Max Ride? If so, maybe the evil doubles could be like Maya and Max. Or something like that. Like... maybe they could be genetically engineered using something of the original's, like genetic infromation. Also, they need something that they all have in common that makes them worth cloning and worth destroying. I'm thinking that we should write their birth scenes and Dumbledore (it's his name for now. Deal with it XD ) comes to the parents and explains, but we don't actually tell the reader. Maybe we end with, "We have a lot to talk about." Or something like that. I really have no idea XP Hmm... perhaps they were born with the Old Magic (or something like that) that helps them to see truth and light and yada yada yada. Used to be that everyone was like that, but they're the only ones left? It could help serve as a solution, but the story is longer because they need to learn from Dumbledore how to see truth.
And Mango- I loved your Rick moment. I laughed :) So what do you guys think? Open to suggestions, changes, or total discardation.

Colbra

8/9/2012 12:45:27 pm

Sry mango, I cannot just go up to him and show him that or or tell him how I feel! And idk lol

MangoSpark

8/10/2012 01:44:05 am

But the song is absolutely BEAUTIFUL!

colbra

8/10/2012 04:01:44 am

ikr... anyways i uh... lets talk bout something else... now i can't get him out of my mind..

MangoSpark

8/10/2012 04:32:54 am

I usually hang out with boys, so I don't know what your feeling............................ Is that weird? I hope not.

colbra

8/10/2012 05:00:27 am

lol no... i hang with guys sometimes... my best friend back in teh day was a guy... one time ( it actually happpened more than once ) we kissed... but we were little!!! dont judge!! but we cool now and we kinda pretend like it didnt happen... i dont usually like hang/talk with him alot anymore except for at this fourth of july party where my friend is also usually there... but she actually left early this year so it was just me and him and then we ( with some other kids ) played tackle in the bouncy house lol

Hare

8/10/2012 08:48:02 am

I hang out with boys and girls. It makes no difference to me. As long as they aren't like, 'oh, you don't know that person. You're so weird' or try to get me to talk about fashion, I'm cool with anyone.

colbra

8/10/2012 08:50:58 am

lol

MangoSpark

8/10/2012 09:21:29 am

Yeah, I'm like the soccer football type. I hate when people judge me because I play with them.... Yeah, I'm like a going with the flow, I don't care who I play with but they have to be nice to me...

Colbra

8/10/2012 09:34:44 am

I like softball and kickball.. And badminton and tennis.. And running, I'm pretty fast.. Just not really long distances

Hare

8/10/2012 11:08:18 am

I don't care if they're mean to me every once in a while...because you do not know how many fights I've gotten in with my friends. But you know what's funny about it? It was always at, like, midnight. At a sleep over. And so after we fell asleep and woke up we were like all happy again XD ANYWAY book! I was thinking we'd determine who the main main character is, so we could start with them and then have them meet everyone. It's so much simpler when I write by myself because I don't have to worry about anyone being like 'My character is not important to you at all D'X' ...XD...anyway, no offense to you guys...if I did offend you, I'm sorry.

Colbra

8/10/2012 11:13:31 am

I don't have to b main but if u guys want me to, then that's ok

MangoSpark

8/10/2012 11:23:18 am

I think like all the characters we have can be a main character, this is a really good group-I don't want it to turn into a fight.

Hare

8/11/2012 01:24:57 am

No, we're all MAIN characters, but who should be the MAIN main character? Like, in my book I have six MAIN characters but one (per chapter, it alters between Cypher and Frei ) is a MAIN main character. And how are we gonna get everyone together? Gosh, this team book thing is turning out to be a lot of trouble...

Amanda

8/11/2012 07:27:37 am

Well, Darcy doesn't have to be a MAIN character- I don't care either way. I think it should be whoever's character was created with the most leadership skills and the most interesting backstory. We can have different POVs in the chapters, but the MAIN character should get the most. If I get to write Darcy's birth, home life, and most inner conflict (just within Darcy) then I don't honestly care. I think that Darcy would be the type to be very involved in the group, but not the leader... so, yeah.. XD

GoDefyGravity

8/11/2012 07:29:46 am

(( Oh, and I'm thinking that they should all have their own little reasons that Dumbledore manipulates. Darcy is going to get into a major fight with her mom just before she has to leave to find her own master. But instead of finding her own master, she makes the groundbreaking decision of making her own fate- without a master. Sorry if that is confusing :) Anyway, if they don't have a clear reason, maybe they are visited by Dumbledore or their evil double in a dream of something.

Amanda

8/11/2012 07:36:18 am

Sorry for flooding- another thought. How about Hare for the MAIN character? She's the leader already, and judging on the quality of her stories above, she's a good writer too.

Colbra

8/11/2012 08:40:37 am

I'm good with that! But I'm still kinda confused on what our problem is

Hare

8/11/2012 10:33:46 am

( OMG AMANDA THANK YOU!!!!! Though, as much as I want to, you're right, the leader should do it. And Trippet is good by himself, but he's not much of a leader type. I am flattered though, thank you so much. I could try to write from someone else's view if you think my writing's good, though. )

Colbra

8/11/2012 10:40:10 am

Sounds good!!

sagirlsruleme

8/11/2012 12:19:56 pm

i know this is kind of out of no where, but there is a piece of writing i'd like to share. please read it below and tell me whether it's good or not :)

It was in the way that father invited me to cuddle with him in his bed that evening. A sudden draft, a chill, swept the premises of the house. And being wrapped in the sturdy embracive muscle of his arms, of his radiating bump, bump, bump, bumping of his heartbeat against my eardrum, reassured me of the spooky haze that disfigured all in a husky thick of grey.
It was in the way that it was storming across the seaside where we lived, and the lighting flickered on, off, on, and off. And it stayed off. The room was flooded with candle light burning incense, eerie shadows beating against the walls in great amber figures iridescent to me. I shrink, burying myself further into the canvass mattress, heavy under the layers of quilts crushing my spindling nine-year-old-body, hugging tighter to the waist of my father, hoping his bodily shield will protect me from the figures, from the chill circulation of some strange ghostly draft…
It was in the way that Samson, who was one, doesn’t fuss in the melodic rhythm of the rising and falling of my chest, compared to his as he lies still on top of me. His eyes, his mind wasn’t there but in the rainy world beyond the crying windows.
It was in the way that my mother went out that afternoon for a swim earlier before the potential hurricane forecast, plunging into the sapphire unknown that swallowed her up. A draft blows, putting out the candle light and a hush of darkness silences the figures into black smoke bouncing off of void.
It was in the way that my father’s tears seeped into the coiled tresses of my ruby hair, over the eyelids of my sapphire unknown hue, onto the pink blush of my freckled cheek, pebbled with liquid sorrow. It was in the way that his bodily shield, his bump, bump, bumping heartbeat, in the way that he shrunk into me instead of me into him that I know she wasn’t coming back.

MangoSpark

8/13/2012 12:55:09 am

I'l start the little story.......
The moon shone bright as daylight. Adventures await, for those who seek them. Four teenagers, different as can be. Will shape their destiny, just like you can shape clouds. Four different places, as different as can be. Desperate in isolation, hope will bring them together. Hope, will light the way. Some parts I don't necessarily like, please edit it, hence it is a group story.

bg09

8/13/2012 02:46:39 am

im not really a writer, not really much closer to any writer, but i do role-play, which should give me some help with writing. i meant role-playing in the hunger games group... i have a story theme, but its not that good. here's the book title: Ira (eye-ruh)
the summary:
there are 4 iras. fire, water, earth, and air/wind. every year, all the 18 year olds go to Pursadement (pur-sade-meant). Pursadement is the main city, kind of like the capitol in the hunger games, but not evil. there, all the iras practice their powers. lets say that your from the fire ira. you go to pursadement. you stay in a big building, sort of like a hotel, with your ira. everyday, all the iras go to the center. the center is where they practice their iras. you go with your ira. the center is a big room, tile floors, and nothing you get freeze, burn, etc. you can posses any ira, for any ira can be in your genes. your mother or father didn't come from your ira you lived in, they CHOSE it. you stay there for an amount of time. but that year, something was different... *can't say it will spoil it!*
tell me if its good or not! I'm think that water and fire are the main iras, and that the main character will be from the fire ira. it will be from her perspective. thnx! >w<

MangoSpark

8/13/2012 03:32:54 am

(At the moment we're writing a story all together, you can join in. You just have to ask Hare).

Hare

8/13/2012 08:34:25 am

The moon shone bright as daylight. Adventures wait for anyone who searches for them. Four teenagers as different as can be. Fate will shape their destiny, just as the sky can shape clouds. They came from four different places, as different as can be. Desperate in their isolation, hope will bring them together. Only hope will light their path.
What do you think? And who will be our leader and where will they be from (Clauriphul ( calling that for Trippet! ) Migbit ( the fire place) Traunpha ( the air kingdom. If anyone flies, this would be perfect ) or Kairgn ( the earthy place, filled with towns )?

Bg09, not bad. I like what I hear.

bg09

8/14/2012 01:12:09 am

(thnx! its not that good, i mean, compared to all you guys! and I don't know, I'm still kinda confused bout the story. but if i do, then i want air kingdom, Traunpha if I'm correct. thnx! )

Colbra

8/13/2012 08:45:43 am

Omg I call traunpha

Colbra

8/13/2012 08:59:48 am

Hey can the second chapter b from my characters point of view?

sagirlsruleme

8/13/2012 11:21:21 am

well, Fae is a forest and water nymph, so i guess she belongs in Clauiphul or something. I don't mean to be rude, but did anyone even read my last post? i was really excited about that excerpt...

Colbra

8/13/2012 11:29:17 am

I did, it was really good

MangoSpark

8/13/2012 11:48:25 am

(Sagirlsruleme, can you please right your description)?

Our story starts off in Migbit(Zayn), Clauiphul(Sagirlsruleme), Traunpah(Colbra). And I dunno the rest. Hare, good one! xD. LOVED IT! And, as Zayn says:
TOGETHER, WE ARE TEAM ________________
We need to choose a name, so my character can say that XD XD XD XD

sagirlsruleme

8/13/2012 11:50:43 am

you mean for Fae? i already did.

sagirlsruleme

8/13/2012 11:52:31 am

also, i think Trippet is in Clauriphul too... hope its ok to have two characters from one place. sharing is caring :)

Colbra

8/13/2012 12:06:16 pm

Uhm guys, hare said that she wanted her character to b from clauriphil and I think she should have first chapter.. And I called second chapter

sagirlsruleme

8/13/2012 12:14:05 pm

i know. but Fae would be in Clauriphul too. maybe i can create another realm where she can be in and leave clauriphul for Hare ?

Colbra

8/13/2012 12:39:45 pm

Oh no! We actually have 5 teens.. So we could create another realm..

sagirlsruleme

8/13/2012 12:49:55 pm

ok, since we have realms for basically all the elements, what about a realm where all the elements are live? Fae could be like a keeper of the realm, a nymph who dwells in the forest, bathes in the rivers, kindles the fire of the sun and calms the winds in the realm. how about it?

Colbra

8/13/2012 01:03:48 pm

Ok, what's the name then?

Colbra

8/14/2012 01:57:41 am

( bg girl I have traunpha but guys we have a PROBLEM cuz know we have 6 people do how can we all b from different places )

MangoSpark

8/14/2012 02:49:21 am

Got back from the eye doctors......
Anyways, I call third! And, I am just reading the Warriors book 1 for the first time and maybe we could use a name from them, or from The Last Airbender, because they have elements in their. OK, you guys decide the name of our group when we all meet. And, yes we do need another realm. So no one is in Migbit besides me. And,Colbra is the only one in Traunpah and we decided we're leaving Clauriphul for Hare and maybe we could create a new realm? I want it to be-colorful. Chromatic, maybe? Or kaleidoscope? Just ideas....

Colbra

8/14/2012 03:06:59 am

How bout kaleido? A colorful realm straight out of a dr. Seuss book? And we could have the others and then the main one that has a little of each realm, where fae wants to live

sagirlruleme

8/14/2012 03:13:34 am

that's a good idea too. wither way, im satisfied:)

sagirlsruleme

8/14/2012 03:12:30 am

for my realm, im thinking of calling it Hamadryades, named after the mythological nymphs who roamed in sacred groves.

Colbra

8/14/2012 03:53:56 am

I like it, so we have six realms
Migbit: a firey lair of doom..?
Traunpha: an air kingdom in the sky
Kaleido: a colorful place like in a doctor Seuss book
Kairgn: a villagey place
Clauriphul: a foresty realm
Hamadryades: a combination of all of them, the main realm where all our characters will meet?

sagirlsruleme

8/14/2012 04:53:12 am

cool :) i call Hamadryades.

Colbra

8/14/2012 04:58:32 am

I have Traunpha, and mango has Migbit, And hare has clauriphul, and u have hamadryades.. So bouncy girl and amanda can choose from kaleido and kairgn

MangoSpark

8/14/2012 05:18:14 am

Migbit: A fiery hot place home to fire-benders
Traunpah: An airy light air kingdom home to air-benders and other sort.
Kaleido: A colorful place where creativity is encouraged
Kairghn: A small cozy village home to anyone who seeks it
Clauiriphul: A forest realm known for Nymphs and excellent herbs
Hamadryades: A place for all, and every race.

Amanda

8/14/2012 06:19:32 am

Darcy's ira is earth! Gotta catch up- Mango, I edited your post... I'll post it in a minute! :)

Amanda

8/14/2012 06:21:39 am

And Darcy is from Kairgn!!

Amanda

8/14/2012 06:26:03 am

Hare and Mango, I added a bit to the edits... hope you don't mind. If not, just ignore it! I like the "different as can be" what if we wrote it like it the beginning is the day they were born? Just tell me if you don't like my additions...

In the eerie evening light, the moon shines as bright as daylight. Adventures wait for those who seek them. The dark spreads silkily over the land, covering everything in complete darkness. And in the darkness, six new lives begin. They will grow to become six teenagers, as different as can be. Desperate in their isolation, lost in deceit, hope will bring them together. Only hope will light their paths.

I like the realms characteristics! And Hare- what's different? I'm kind of curious now XD

Hare

8/14/2012 06:51:21 am

Okay WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY to many posts XD XD XD
I want to know exactly WHO is participating and please re-post your character descriptions, including where they're from.
On to the places:
Migbit: A fiery hot place home to fire-benders
Traunpah: An airy kingdom home to air-benders and flying fae
Kaleido: A void filled only with colours, sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiightly insane XD
Kairghn: A large area filled dotted with towns and hills
Clauiriphul: A forest realm known for its large forests, peaceful (and not so peaceful ) rivers, berries, herbs, and unused fertile soil
Hamadryades: A place for all, from the light to the dark, thugs hiding the shadows, while the guards seem to stand firm in the light.
What do you think?
Also, with three, maybe even four people it may have been possible, but think about it: if we have six different view points, it will confuse everyone. So, while all six of us may be main characters, I think we should only use the view point of a few of them. Do you guys understand what I'm trying to say...? 'Cause I barely do XD XD

GoDefyGravity

8/14/2012 07:09:29 am

Nope! Well, maybe a bit... Haha... well, how about we designate four mains and the other two might have a few chapters here and there. They will be our main editors, so they have to be good with grammar and not afraid to correct mistakes. They can also add a bit if they think that it will spice up the story. The only problem is to decide who will be who without fighting, I guess. Okay, repost of my character, who is from Kairgn.

Name- Darcy Willow
Gender- Female
Age- 14
Race- Brownie
Birthdate- August 30th
Astrological Sign- Virgo
Height- 4'11''
Hobbies- Running, climbing, exploring little nooks and crannies, and training her songbird, Melody
Beliefs- Darcy believes in a higher power, but she doesn't really think too much about it
Family Background- Her mother and father are also brownies who help Darcy to clean their master's house. Basically, brownies do household work at night and often eat little gifts that their masters leave out for them. They like honey especially. If payment is left out, the brownies will actually leave and find a new home to inhabit. Soon Darcy will be expected to leave and find herself her own home. Her older sister Samara has already left home and is her parent's pride in joy. Darcy is always hearing refrains of "When she was your age, Samara always..."
Birthplace- Somewhere in Ireland, but Darcy knows that she won't be there for much longer.
Home- A hollow tree home near their master's house. It's surprisingly complex.
Possesions- A bright yellow songbird named Melody and a broken piece of glass that she uses as a mirror. Her master's broke and Darcy slipped a piece in her pocket.
Pets- Melody
History- Not much. Melody was born into her family in the countryside of Ireland. Her father is a stoic and boring man who thinks only of work. He can be sensitive, but gruffness often takes over. Her mother is stubborn and seems to be married to her work. She constantly nags Darcy about how much better Samara was. Like Darcy's dad, she really cares about Farcy, but she's not sure how to show it. Darcy loves her big sister, but she hasn't seen her since Samara left when she turned 15. Darcy dreams of adventure and a life free of a master. Right now, she works for a couple and their family of two boys. The master's wife is a weaver and the master sells his wife's blankets.
Hair style- A deep chesnut brown. It's always down and wavy.
Eyes- Brown with flecks of gold
Body- Petite
Clothing- A scrappy brown dress that goes to her ankles. All Darcy wants to do is ditch it and get some real clothes, but it's not really possible being a brownie.
Likes- Melody, the beautiful countryside, adventure, cooking, and singing
Dislikes- Working for the master, being compared to Samara, being treated as though she is dumb, and being suppressed
Fears- That she'll be stuck as a house slave forever
Goals- To find adventure, or at least to find a halfway decent master someday
Occupation- House cleaner as a brownie
Favorite food- Sticky cinnamon buns
Least favorite food- Gruel
Most prized posession- Melody
Vernacular- A bit of a Irish brogue
Behaviour- Darcy is a kind girl, but she's frustrated with her position. Many call her an "odd girl" because most brownies are content with their lives. Darcy is compassionate and gentle with all living things. She can't stand being supressed. She's a outspoken, almost to a fault. Darcy is loyal and can keep a secret. She's also very intelligent.
Relationships- She has a big sister- little sister relationship with Samara.
Problems- Being supresses in her life as a brownie
Positive characteristics- Kind, loyal, intelligent, and sweet to all living creatures.
Negative characteristics- Outspoken and easily frustrated
Other- When she leaves her master's home, she will be able to meet your characters.
Physical- Agile, fast, and a good climber
Magical- Super quick cleaning. Darcy is also a supernatural creature, and some mortals don't believe in her. Not so much in Ireland, but definitely in other places.
Other- If payment is given to brownies, they will leave the home forever.

Amanda

8/14/2012 07:14:30 am

I would kind of like Darcy to be a main, but in the end, it's all Hare's decision. No pressure or anything XD

Colbra

8/14/2012 08:23:03 am

I would like emmy to b a main, just cuz I think she's even better now that I got to know her so much, but like Amanda said, completely up to hare

MangoSpark

8/14/2012 08:36:29 am

We could do a vote, but you can't vote for yourself. But, where do we post our votes? Amanda, perfect, we just gotta hear the word from Master Hare XD XD XD. Here is my character description. And, because my character is like the sarcastic type, we need a name so he can say:
TOGETHER, WE ARE TEAM ___________!
Anyways here is Zayn's profile:

Name:Zayn Dawson
Gender:Male
Race:Half bender half shape-shifter
Birthdate:September 20th
Astrological sign:Virgo
Height:6'2
Hobbies:Fencing, bending, changing into exotic animals and going on an adventure.
History: Mom got banished from the kingdom because she spoke out to a general. We don't know if she is alive or not. When the general heard I was fleeing he burned me. I ran away permanently to start again.
Pet: Tiger dog called Shoelaces. Has the front paws of a dog and hind legs of a tiger.
Hair:Dark messy black hair with bangs.
Eyes:Dark brown
Scar/tattoo: Red scar on back
Clothing: Red shirt with tattered jeans and swords attached to belt.
Likes:The water
Dislikes: Being without Shoelaces and too much isolation.
Fears: The generals and his Father's return.
Goal:To defeat his father.
Favorite food:Spicy chocolate(Which is a delicacy in my circumstance).
Least favorite food: Having to eat grass and other bitter bad plants and herbs.
Prized possession: Asi sword
Relations:?
Positive characteristics: When people don't think of him as an outsider.
Negative characteristics:When people ask about his scar and endanger him and Shoelaces.
Personality:Is used to isolation but when gets used to people can be friends and even defend when in danger.
Skills: Good with survival skills and very skilled when it comes to Asi swords.
(For those who do not know what an Asi sword is, it is the Sanskript term for Iron Age Sword).
-MangoSpark.

Amanda

8/14/2012 09:01:01 am

TOGETHER, WE ARE TEAM AWESOME SOCKS! Does that even make sense? Haha XD

Colbra

8/14/2012 09:14:52 am

Omg that should b our name!! Team awesome socks!! Lol jk but we need a title

sagirlsruleme

8/14/2012 09:16:58 am

Name: Fae Illiad
realm:Hamadryades
Gender: female
Race: nymph
Age: 18
Birthdate: unkown
Height: 5'8
Hobby: singing
Basic Description: jet black slick hair that reaches her waist, ice blue eyes, pale olive skin and bright red lips. she has a whimsical personality. she has wings like a white butterfly that unfold out of the flesh in her back. fast, light on her feet, nimble, shy,beautiful. she has a bone chilling lullaby voice that she uses to sing the in the forest.
birth place : a grove
history, background : she was born out of water and earth by the gods, and serves as a daughter of Aphrodite to bless the earth and protect the forest from harm.
home: the deepest part of the grove
possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc. : she has her wings she almost never uses. they are very delicate, silky to the touch and sweet like lace, but can easily be broken. once their broken they may never grow back.
Pets: butterflies
hair style: long and flowing.
eyes : ice blue, soft and gentle
physical condition: lean and seems like and ordinary person at first.
marks,scar,tattoo : she has floral designs etched into her skin. she was born with it.
clothing : a simple white dress that reaches her knees. its not fancy but simple white cloth covering her body.
likes: nature, water, tranquility, butterflies, music
dislikes: fire, earthquakes, screams, destruction
fears : deforestation,
goals : wants to protect the forest, water, and nature with all her power and might.
hobbies: bathing, dreaming, dancing, singing, prancing
favorite food : nectar
least favorite food : meat
most prized possesion (important or emotional value) : her wings
vernacular (way of speaking) : a soft romantic whisper
psychological condition : peaceful and determined
negatives characteristics : trusts people too much, once you betray her she will never trust you again. through she's peaceful, she has the power of nature which she can use for destruction.
physical abilities : fast runner, flying as soon as she unfolds her wings, singing.
magical abilities: using and bending the forces of nature.

Colbra

8/14/2012 09:31:46 am

Name: Emmy valentine
Gender: female
Race: I changed my mind! I'm full ice fairy
Age: 16
Birthdate: 12-4-1995
Astrological Sign: Sagittarious
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Idk
Blood Type: Idk b positive?
Height: 5'9"?
Measurements: idk
Beliefs/Religion: Christian
Hobby: Singing
(Twist): uhm uhm.. Well uh.. A secret past that might come back to haunt me..

Basic Description: ?
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Current Information
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>family background: I don't know

>birth place: traunpha

>history, background: I don't know

>home: Traunpha

>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc. : my favorite heart locket

>pets: a small blue calico kitten, mazie
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Physical Description
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>hair style : pure white, kind curly, down to the middle of my back

>eyes : Ice blue

>body :???

>physical condition ???

>marks,scar,tattoo A scar on my back, a mystery from my past

>clothing : varied
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Personality
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>likes : winter, laughing, singing and dancing, gymnastics

>dislikes : seafood, extreme hear, boring times...

>fears Tight spaces

>goals : to b successful

>hobbies : signing dancing gymnastics

>occupation : help my mom run a small cupcake shop

>favorite food : cupcakes!!!

>least favorite food : seafood

>most prized possesion (important or emotional value) : my silver locket

>vernacular (way of speaking) Normal

>psychological condition : MENTALLY STABLE

>character behaviour : nice, can easily b annoyed or upset, likes to laugh

>aptitude : ??

>social and other pressure, problems : ??

>relationships (with who and what kind) : none yet..

>beliefs, superstition, moral value : like I said, Christian

>positive characteristics : funny nice and sweet

>negatives characteristics : like I said, can b annoyed or upset easily

>personality : funny nice creative sweet

>other : nothing really..

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Abilities
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>physical : gymnastics and karate and climbing

>magical : full ice fairy, Ice powers lol

>other : that's it

MangoSpark

8/15/2012 02:50:45 am

Should their be like, um, romance? And, how about we first write the story THEN find a title?

Amanda

8/15/2012 05:43:29 am

I don't really know. Darcy's pretty independent, so I'm not sure how believable a love inerest would be for her. We also have some world building things to sort out.
1. Do they all speak the same language? Is it English, or something else?
2. Should the weather change instantly as you travel, or gradually? I'm leaning towards gradually...
3. What is the government like?
4. Are there mortals in this world? Are the supernaturals in hiding, or out in the open?
5. Why is it so urgent that our characters vanquish the evil squad?
6. What exactly does the evil squad want?
I think that's all. ^.^

sagirlsruleme

8/15/2012 06:07:07 am

this is how i imagine the world in this story:
The earth is seperated into six (there are six right?) realms. each realm has their own civilization, monarchy, or government. the only place where each of the realms reach unity is in the Hamadryades realm,which i imagine as the heart of the world. as you travel from realm to realm, the weather changes gradually. for instance, if you're traveling from Clauriphul to Migbit, the weather will slowly turn from swampy and natural to suffocating and warm. i think that each realm should have their own language too, but English is like the universal language in which everybody goes by. Like if you're from Traunpha, but want to communicate to someone in the Kairgn, you talk to them in english whereas if you're trying to talk to someone from the same traunpha, then you speak whatever language is in traunpha.
i think that there could be mortals, but i imagine as the supernatural and the mortal worlds separate, that they don't even know that the other exists. as for questions 5-6, im not sure.
this is what i think the world is like, let me know if you guys want to change anything. :)

Colbra

8/15/2012 07:13:17 am

I think we should all speak English

Amanda

8/15/2012 07:36:43 am

Ooh! How about there's this new leader who wants to totally change Bilu- kind of like in Wicked. The evil squad wants to spread his message. Our characters have the natural ability to show others truth and bring light. They're possible threats to mysterious leader man, so they must be eliminated. Like it? Also, I like your ideas Sagirls! :)

Colbra

8/15/2012 08:02:26 am

I like it!!!

MangoSpark

8/15/2012 08:40:39 am

All should be english, but if you'd like your realm can have an accent, like English or Australian. The evil squad is building an army, and they want to use our evil doubles. And, actually, Migbit could not be livable if it was suffocating, this is my little thing I made up:
Migbit- Sunny, pleasant warm place always hot, but livable.
Clauriphul- Swampy freshly green place.
Traunpah- Going with flow air kingdom pleasant breezes blow.
Kaleido- A colorful place write out of Dr.Suess which is usually the weather of whatever book or art is most popular.
Kairghn- A cozy place reminds everyone of home. Dotted with houses and villages. Weather just like in the real world-always changing.
Hamadryades: A place for all. A place that unites. The weather of anyone who wishes it.

Amanda

8/15/2012 11:21:01 am

I like it! I guess Kairghn will have an Irish accent. Another question- should we hve first or third person narration?

sagirlsruleme

8/15/2012 12:18:21 pm

first.

MangoSpark

8/16/2012 01:21:13 am

Yeah, Kairghn should. Should people in Migbit have British? Should people in Clauriphul have Australian? Just a thought! xD

Colbra

8/16/2012 01:42:27 am

I want Traunpha to have just a regular speech, unless u can think of any accents that aren't taken

MangoSpark

8/16/2012 02:26:57 am

French, Indian, Canadian, Kenyan, ect

Colbra

8/16/2012 02:33:12 am

Hmm.. I think I'll just have normal accents for Traunpha

sagirlsruleme

8/16/2012 02:42:20 am

what do you mean by normal accent? just asking.

Colbra

8/16/2012 03:01:13 am

Lol I meant like American

MangoSpark

8/16/2012 04:16:24 am

*Sniffles*. I used to live in Kenya for 3 years, now I'm in NY :(. Anyways, so whats our first paragraph, again?

Amanda

8/16/2012 05:31:48 am

The first paragraph :)

In the eerie evening light, the moon shines as bright as daylight. Adventures wait for those who seek them. The dark spreads silkily over the land, covering everything in complete darkness. And in the darkness, six new lives begin. They will grow to become six teenagers, as different as can be. Desperate in their isolation, lost in deceit, hope will bring them together. Only hope will light their paths.

sagirlsruleme

8/16/2012 05:50:48 am

( i have more to add to that paragraph) Only hope will light their paths, like a silvery beacon of fate that radiates from crescent twilight moons. like the gilded winds on yellowed shores that caress the innocent toes of giggling children. like a dawning sun, a paradise within itself that harnesses nothing but a fantasy of a new beginning. (how about it?)

MangoSpark

8/16/2012 06:01:29 am

Actually it's only hope will light their paths, only hope will bring them together. Sagirls, ask Colbra or Hare, it's a group effort.

sagirlsruleme

8/16/2012 06:18:47 am

i know its a group effort, that's why i want to participate and add my piece to the story...forget about it. nevermind.

Amanda

8/16/2012 07:03:07 am

Oh, sorry, Mango. Hmm... Speaking of Hare, I wonder where she is?

Colbra

8/16/2012 08:39:59 am

Same here Amanda..

Hare

8/16/2012 10:26:12 am

I'm sorry!!! I'm normally on Chatzy and during the school week ( Monday through Thursday ) I only have one hour and I have a bf there and it's fast anyway so I have to be on there all the time or I'll get left behind and I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!! Anyway. Any changes I may have:
Migbit- A burning hot land, full of fire creatures used to the heat, though many prefer the cool underground. Near the edges and underground, it's a pleasant heat.
Clauriphul- A land filled with swamps, forests, rain forests and dotted with grasslands. Filled with a few villages, and the weather is like fall year around - a pleasant chill.
Traunpah- Going with flow air kingdom pleasant breezes blow.
Kaleido- A colorful place that constantly changes. ( I STILL LIKE MY 'SLIGHTLY INSANE' !!! )
Kairghn- A cozy place reminds everyone of home. Dotted with houses and villages. Weather just like in the real world-always changing. ( Might be above a fault line, being an earthy place? )
Hamadryades: A sort of 'gathering house' area; people of all kinds can be found from the purest of the pure to the most despicable of the underground.

( Whaddaya think? Nice, huh, huh? XD XD XD )

Colbra

8/16/2012 10:39:05 am

Nice! Ok so like hare, U r doing the first chapter right?!

Hare

8/16/2012 10:58:29 am

No, as I said, Trippet wouldn't fit the role. We need a leader. Not someone independent like Trippet.

Amanda

8/16/2012 11:02:36 am

Well, Darcy's pretty independent too. I'd say that if the Awesome Socks were a spy team, she would be intelligence or the second in command. I reread the profiles. What about Zane as a leader?

And Hare- we should start talking about the main characters and editors.

Colbra

8/16/2012 11:04:28 am

Omg, ok I don't mean to sound like rude or anything but can I plz plzzzz b leader? Btw are we all just gonna meet hamadryades?

Colbra

8/16/2012 11:09:52 am

O also: HARE CHECK CITY O MAGIC ( lol, I know what I typed.. )

Hare

8/16/2012 11:18:42 am

A) We are not Team Awesome Socks. And we aren't spies...are we?? O.o
B) We really should XD So: We have Darcy, Trippet, Emmy, and Zane?

sagirlsruleme

8/16/2012 11:24:03 am

you also have Fae....

sagirlsurleme

8/16/2012 11:20:11 am

im still now quite sure what's gonna happen in the story...i mean, what's the story line? what's the problem and the goal? that way, we can figure out the leader and how each character participates.

Amanda

8/16/2012 11:37:20 am

Aww... Haha XD Nah, I'm just making a comparison.

Hare

8/16/2012 12:21:12 pm

The evil doubles are trying to kill us is the problem ain't it?

sagirlsruleme

8/16/2012 12:26:19 pm

what do you mean by evil doubles? please explain.

Colbra

8/16/2012 12:31:13 pm

O ya lol so like I said can I b leader?

MangoSpark

8/17/2012 01:17:54 am

Guys, think of this as a role-play! And Fae, there is an evil army collecting warriors they try to influence us to change into our evil doubles our goal is to defeat them. So, Colbra wants to be leader and Amanda asked me.....

Colbra

8/17/2012 01:32:46 am

I changed my mind, u can b leader mango, but can I plzzz b a main?

Amanda

8/17/2012 01:55:21 am

You know, I don't think bg09 is coming back, so we now have five teens... do you guyd think that five is still too many?

Colbra

8/17/2012 02:09:46 am

No.. R we getting rid of kaleido?

MangoSpark

8/17/2012 03:45:54 am

Let's vote! I personally vote for Hare.

Colbra

8/17/2012 06:53:13 am

She said trippet is too independent..

MangoSpark

8/17/2012 07:16:02 am

Oh, then......... Either Amanda or Colbra, in my opinion.

colbra

8/17/2012 07:35:14 am

well, amanda also said that darcy was too independent

Amanda

8/17/2012 07:57:04 am

Thanks for thinking of me, Mango! I still think that Zane would be a good leader.

colbra

8/17/2012 08:17:43 am

like i said mango can b a leader i just wanna b a main..

MangoSpark

8/17/2012 09:34:49 am

You guys are really nice :D. We need to see Sagirl's and Hare's opinion though, too.

sagirlsruleme

8/17/2012 09:55:09 am

well, im ok with whoever will be leader, as long as im main too...i think everybody should be a main other than the leader.

MangoSpark

8/18/2012 12:58:43 am

So, whats the decision?

colbra

8/18/2012 01:01:16 am

i vote zane

MangoSpark

8/18/2012 05:17:21 am

And, I think Amanda does too, and Sagirls is fine with anything..... So, what have we decided?

Amanda

8/20/2012 03:25:20 am

Well, I vote Zane.

Bg09

8/20/2012 08:42:33 am

Omg u guys I'm so sry! I never got to be on and I thought you forgot about me... >///< I'll join, just tell me what's going on. I'm confused...

Hare

8/21/2012 10:11:34 am

Bg09, I know what you mean. If I hadn't made this group and stuff, I think they would've forgotten about me ( CURSE YOU, RULES!! ) Anyway, I don't really care who's leader. Everyone is gonna be a main, but here's what I have planned:
One Leader: (Zane?)
Two First-Person POVs ( Points of View ) : ( Trippet??? JK XD )
I figure since the leader is already, well, leader, than two other people should get a first-person POV. 'Course, that leaves three people left out...hm..well, what are your guys' thoughts on this?

Colbra

8/21/2012 12:01:56 pm

This may seem selfish but since I'm not leader I wanna be a first person POV

sagirlsruleme

8/21/2012 12:45:57 pm

i thought that everybody could have a POV....im not leader either yet i want to talk in my through my own character's words.

Amanda

8/21/2012 01:13:50 pm

It would be great to have a POV for Darcy. The trouble is how to decide who gets one. The other three will have nothing to do unless we come up with something. I totally get that you're in a tough position, Hare. Maybe the three could be main editors. The main authority ( Besides Hare). I guess the best way to do this is to post samples of writing and just pick what will work for the story. I know my feelings won't be hurt if I'm not picked :) And bg09 and Hare- we would never forget you guys!!!! :D :)

Amanda

8/21/2012 01:17:48 pm

I'm really busy, so if a main POV takes up a lot of time, I am totally content with being an editor.

Zayn

8/22/2012 01:36:37 am

So, I'm leader? Uh, OK..... What does leader do, exactly?

bg09

8/22/2012 03:46:52 am

all i know is that one person writes for all the other ppl and I'm just a character. and someone is going to publish this? I'm not old enough to write and publish a book. I'm sorry, but I'm STILL confused. >n<

Zayn

8/23/2012 12:23:41 am

Technically we can't because I ripped the bending of off Avatar. And all those other questions are quite obvious. And, frankly I haven't seen your character description.

bg09

8/23/2012 06:45:20 am

uh, okay… if i do anything wrong, please correct me!
Name: Aura Vegol
Age: 17
Race: angels
looks: she has white hair which flows to her hips. she has pale skin and light blue eyes, which turn white when in fear. she has big angel wings which go to her feet. she has a white dress which is ripped and goes to her knees. she always wears her crystal necklace which is blue and white.
where she lives: Tranpah
hobbies: she sings and plays her flute. she also always flies up in the sky throughout the clouds.
role: she lives in the kingdom and sends important messages to important people.
her home: she lives in the kingdom.
abilities: she can fly and control air, clouds, etc. she can also sense fear.
i hope this is okay! if its not, or if your not aloud to have angels, plz write back! I'm still confused…

Zayn

8/23/2012 07:01:46 am

We must wait, Hare has not been on.

Colbra

8/23/2012 09:10:43 am

Bg, u can't b from Traunpha sry! U have to b from kaleido! I am from Traunpha and we all have to b from different places

bg09

8/24/2012 04:31:03 am

what power do they have there? *sigh* nothing is going my way today. nothing.
Name:Aura Vegol
Gender:female
Race: angels
Age: 17
Birthdate: December 10
Astrological Sign: -
Chinese Zodiac Sign: -
Blood Type: ??
Height: 5'6
Measurements: ??
Beliefs/Religion: god/jesus
Hobby: playing her flute, singing, and flying up into the clouds.

Basic Description: she has long white hair which flows to her hips. she has big angelic wings which go down to her ankles. she has light blue eyes which turn white when in fear. she has lush pink lips and a white dress that goes down to her knees which is ripped. she always holds on and wears a crystal necklace which is blue and white.
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Current Information
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>family background: her parents were guardians to heaven until the angels had to go down to the earth plane. they gave birth to her and lived there ever since.

>birth place: far beyond the town

>history, background: she flies around and is a messenger to the kingdom.

>home: a house

>possesions, make-up, jewelry, etc. her crystal necklace

>pets none
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Physical Description
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>hair style: long and flowing

>eyes: blue but white when in fear

>body: skinny and slim

>physical condition: ^ ^

>marks,scar,tattoo: her eyes

>clothing: white dress ripped at end
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Personality
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>likes: soft, angelic things. her flute, the clouds, flying

>dislikes: loud, hard, or rough things.

>fears: hell

>goals: none, really. us to get the messages where they need to be

>hobbies: playing her flute, singing, and flying

>occupation: messenger

>favorite food: soft, sweet things

>least favorite food: bitter, tasteless things

>most prized possesion (important or emotional value): her wings and crystal

>vernacular (way of speaking): ??

>psychological condition: slim, but not weak

>character behavior: soft, shy, kind

>aptitude: she can fly, (duh) and can sense fear or sadness

>social and other pressure, problems: hell basically (don't think I'm cursing though! plz!)

>relationships (with who and what kind): no one

>beliefs, superstition, moral value: god

>positive characteristics: she's usually happy, or kind

>negatives characteristics: she can feel lonesome when she feels the sadness or nervousness when sensing thoughts

>personality: shy, kind, fun

>other ??

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Abilities
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>physical: she can fly…? she's also good with running and climbing

>magical: she can read minds

>other: ^ ^

Colbra

8/24/2012 07:21:57 am

No not all places have certain powers u have to have.. It's a colorful kingdOm like in a dr Seuss book

MangoSpark

8/24/2012 07:42:19 am

Cool, I wish Hare was on. We're doing a lot more than she ever did now.

Bg09

8/25/2012 01:07:12 am

Oh... Well, good, then. It's nothing specific. But where did you get the idea of putting a dr seuss town in this fantasy? Just wondering.. ))

Colbra

8/25/2012 01:09:51 am

Idk, we just needed another realm

bg09

8/25/2012 02:10:39 am

oh, okay.

MangoSpark

8/25/2012 03:00:56 am

OK, so whats our first verse again?

bg09

8/25/2012 11:36:26 pm

first verse?

MangoSpark

8/26/2012 01:40:15 am

First paragraph. *Sigh*.

MangoSpark

8/27/2012 01:01:26 am

OK, people, we need an editor, first and second chapters go to Emmy and Trippet. The rest of the four characters, you guys chapters are the next four chapters. I am taking away my bending ability due to I got it from Avatar The Last Airbender. Can anyone publish a book yet? Just asking...........

MangoSpark

8/27/2012 01:01:36 am

OK, here it is..........
In the eerie evening light, the moon shines as bright as daylight. Adventures wait for those who seek them. The dark spreads, silkily over land. In the darkness, six new lives begin. They will grow up to be six teenagers, as different as can be. Desperate in isolation, lost in deceit, only hope will bring them together, only hope will light their path.

Bg09

8/27/2012 07:06:52 am

You don't have to be mean. Im not a teen or anything. Sure, I'm probably not the best writer, but I'm okay. plz don't take advantage of me causeim younger. I have feelings too, you know.

shushrami

8/27/2012 12:18:58 pm

dang... i really need to stop coming back here... i usually end up offending you guys. but just a question... on a scale of one to ten ( one being i really REALLY don't care, and ten is the most offensive thing ever ) how offensive do you find kissing in stories?
i was hoping to share some of my 100 red ships project...

MangoSpark

8/28/2012 09:42:19 am

I'm truly sorry if I hurt your feelings, but earlier on in this group, it said tweens can publish some places, so I wanted to ask.....

Amanda

8/29/2012 03:46:52 am

They can. There was a girl who published a fantasy series about birds. Anyway, I had to quit all my roleplaying groups because of school and the school newspaper that I write for, but I will definitely make time for this. Can I take fourth chapter, please? I think we should realistically state our skills so we can figure out how to use them. I'll go first-
I'm a pretty good editor. I can catch grammar and spelling, and I like to add little things to bring the book's world to life. I have pretty good ideas, and I can write them, but I have trouble presenting info. I need to work on being more discreet with giving readers info.
Guess what? Tomorrow's my birthday!! :D

MangoSpark

8/29/2012 04:57:01 am

OK, we need Cnwi AKA Colbra to do the first chapter! Then we need Hare for the 2nd, then maybe I can take 3rd? And, Amanda wants 4, so Sagirls and Bg09 will choose between 5 and 6, then we you know, do the rest together or something. Cnwi, you have to write the intro, too, as you are first. Hope this makes sense, any questions, please ask. Sorry, if I'm acting bossy, I'm trying to have the strongest leadership so we can be successful in our story.
Best,
MangoSpark AKA Zayn

Amanda

8/30/2012 07:48:31 am

I totally get it, Hare. Okay, so we need to work on our villain before we start writing. I think that our villain should be a girl. I have an idea for a name! How about Agrona? She could be cunning and intelligent. Okay, so here's a sample paragraph introducing her and her motives. WE DON'T HAVE TO USE IT. Emphasizing that! :) It's just give us a feel of the character for Hare and Mango to approve or deny. She could have a natural hate for supernaturals and she wants to eliminate them. One day, a squad of supernaturals accidentally killed her brother. She retaliates by killing one of them back. I think that the squad should be our character’s fathers or mothers (whichever). Colbra, isn’t your character’s father absentee? Maybe he could be the one killed, or even the Dumbledore dude! Do you like it? And Zane- maybe she could have a special hate for your character because his relative was the one who killed her brother. Sorry, it’s long… :D
The man in cell 498 was muttering again. His frantic words pierced the stale air, the gibberish contaminating the silence. Kalie tried to ignore it, like she always did. She curled up in the corner of her cell and hugged her knees. She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against the cold stone wall. The man's muttering escalated, turning into frantic screams. Kalie shivered. Heavy steps sounded in the hall. A guard was coming. The owner of the footsteps banged on the bars of 498's cell and the man quieted. The footsteps kept moving. They stopped, and Kalie lifted her head. The guard was standing in front of her cell, leaning forward so his nose was against one of the cold metal bars blocking the hallway from her prison. He leered. “You’re not very pretty, are you?” Kalie narrowed her eyes at the guard. He was young. His broad frame blocked most of the light from the hallway, but she could make out two green eyes and a sneering mouth. “Figures that the ugly ones always end up in here. But I’m pretty lonely way out here.” He jingled the keys and raised an eyebrow. Kalie felt hate bubble up inside of her. Before she could stop herself, she spat, “Stay away from me, you pig.” His eyes hardened and he fired back, “I was kidding. “ He leaned in and said in a low voice, “I heard what you did. You killed that man- the one that was part fairy. I can’t wait for your execution day, you filthy supernatural. Justice will come, just you wait.” She growled. Kalie felt the rage filling up in her body. She desperately tried to stop it. When she let it fill her, she did- horrible things. It started at her toes and worked its way up her body. Kalie felt her control starting to slip. She strained against the invisible force, but it was too strong. A red haze covered her eyes, and Kalie knew that her eyes were turning red as well. An invisible wind sent her raven hair flying around her face. Kalie hissed, “I had to kill him! One of his little group members killed my little brother!” She reached the front of her cell in a stride and put her nose to the guard. “Nick’s coming. He’s coming, and then you’ll be sorry!” The guard looked horrified. He took a step back and took a deep breath. He said shakily, “My god, you really are one of them.” Kalie opened her mouth to reply when the world exploded. The guard was immediately hit with a huge piece of shrapnel. Everywhere, prisoners screamed in pain as they died, hit with flying pieces of stone or flares of fire. Only Kalie was safe, a protection spell cast on her moments before the blow. The last of the screaming died, and all was silent. Kalie looked up and smirked. A huge hole was filling the space where, moments, before, heavy stone had occupied. A figure stood in the space. Nick. Kalie smiled as he walked forward and opened her cell door. She ran forward and hugged him. He stumbled at her sudden weight and put her back on her feet. Kalie stared at him. His black hair was messy, his brown eyes big under his broken glasses. Soot stilled covered his tall body from the explosion. A dagger hung loosely at his side. She broke the silence, acting as if they weren’t standing where hundred had just died. “Long time no see.” He shrugged with a little grin. “Hey, it’s not every day that I get to bust my little sister out of jail.” She glared. “You know I had to kill him, Nick. They killed Christopher.” He put his hands up in surrender. “Hey, I get it, Kalie.” She realized that the red haze hadn’t gone away. She glanced at herself in Nick’s glasses and saw that the red was expanding, covering almost all of her eye. Only a bit of white was left. For some reason, she wasn’t freaked out by this. In fact, an odd glee raced through her body. Kalie was gone now. There was no going back. The unnamed girl shook her hea

Amanda

8/30/2012 07:59:38 am

Cut off! Again, so sorry that it's long D: We don't have to use Agrona. She's just an idea :)

The unnamed girl shook her head. “No,” she replied, her voice strong, “not Kalie.” Nick shrugged, humoring her. She grabbed the knife and raised it. The unnamed girl started chopping off her hair, long strands falling to the ground. When her hair was to her chin, she ran her finger over the choppy cut and studied the carnage around her. “Not Kalie,” she repeated, “Agrona."

bg09

8/30/2012 09:43:20 am

OH MY GOD. how are you ppl so amazing?!?! i read this like five times!! i would buy this book if you published it! man, i feel like a terrible writer compared to you guys! I'm learning, and i must say, I'm good for my age. a tween girl, still learning her ways into the writing world. *sigh* (random idk) and we're like writing for the other ppl when we read the chapter, right? and i'll go last, chap. 6. >w<))

MangoSpark

8/30/2012 10:16:13 am

PERFECT! AMAZING! THAT IS WONDERFUL! OK, so because Hare and Colbra aren't on, just do your chapters now so we don't waste much time. Kk? Kay! xD

Amanda

8/30/2012 11:25:48 am

Thank you guys! That means a lot to me.
So where do we begin? At our character's home life?

sagirlsruleme

8/30/2012 01:54:12 pm

yeah, its really good.

Bg09

8/30/2012 11:05:13 pm

Someone needs to start before me. And how do our characters meet? Mine will probably be messaging...

Zayn

8/31/2012 12:56:04 am

Eh, I'll try and start:

I trudged on and on through the damp musty-smelling forest. I haven't seen daylight in days. I heard some bounding besides me. It was my faithful Tiger-cat, Shoelaces. I panted and his warm slobbery tongue rested on my shirt. I ruffled his ears playfully. I hear the galloping of hooves behind me. ZAYN DAWSON, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR STEALING CABBAGES! I sigh, I mean, one cabbage! I jump and turn into a tiger-cat and me and shoelaces bound away as fast as we can. We turn out in a abondoned village. I change back, and Shoelaces sniffs around.
I would have written more but I have to do something, bye!

colbra

8/31/2012 07:04:55 am

ya my father can b dead! i wanted to write the second chapter tho..

colbra

8/31/2012 07:09:29 am

omg guess what i started my first day of school yesterday lol one of my best friends is in two of my classes!! and shes the only one i have to sit with at lunch cuz all my other friends have band during lunch but anyway: we were sitting at lunch today talking bout 1D and like we kept doing a bunch of their dance moves and people were staring and it was so funny.. we're like: stop the traffic.. let em through.. lol it was awesome

Amanda

8/31/2012 07:21:08 am

Would you guys care if I did it in third person? Or should I just go with first person like everyone else? :/

colbra

8/31/2012 08:08:07 am

wait how are we doing it? like i and me or she did this or that

Hare

8/31/2012 08:49:28 am

First, things first: Mango I love you too. Sorry, did I say love? I meant hate. As in, I hate you too. Because did you really have to say, "Cool, I wish Hare was on. We're doing a lot more than she ever did now." WELL SORRRRRRRRRRY I can only be on one hour a day not including weekends and I don't spend that one hour on here. I don't even get an hour on some days. SORRY I HAVE A LIFE GOSH DARNIT. Honestly, hurtful much? I was the one who even had sunfish create this group, so without me you probably wouldn't even have a book, so I want - no, I DEMAND- a LITTLE respect.
@Amanda - YOU KNOW THE WORD SHRAPNEL XD XD XD Sorry, what makes me happy are all the little things, ya know? Course it's always some of the littlest things that make me mad...but whatever. XD
@Everyone except Mango - I am so sorry for not being on more often. I have school and only one hour on the computer a day and I LOVE LOVE LOVE anime and each episode's about thirty min give or take a few minutes. But on Saturday and Sunday I could be on more often except my brother is a prick...ANYWAY...and the reason I didn't want everyone to do a POV is, think about it. You're reading a book, just finished the second chapter. Two different viewpoints, one a chapter. Easy enough to keep track of, right? And three is kind of easy too, provided it's done right. At four, if an expert does it and they're different enough, good. At five? Well, you try doing five different viewpoints in one book. It's bound to confuse people, even yourself. Including the fact that we are ( no offense and myself included) not experts -unless some of you have already published a book?- , I don't want to do something like that. I mean, maybe if we finished this and started another book after we'd practiced, I'd give it a try, but five (six? I can't remember for the life of me) amateur writers doing something that's pretty advanced might not work as well as you'd hope...I'm sorry if I offend any of you or if I make you feel like 'What's wrong with you?? You're never on and now you're being a ( insert stuff here)??? ( Insert more stuff here ) !!! '
Hare~

Amanda

8/31/2012 09:41:37 am

I get it, Hare. You're right- it's tough with six perspectives to keep track of. The only thing is, how will we decide? And shrapnel IS a lovely word, isn't it?

Hare

8/31/2012 10:58:27 am

Yay, I'm not crazy!!! And I like shrapnel...EZIO PWNZ WITH SHRAPNEL!!! LOL, Assassin's Crees reference. Uhm...I dunno, I'm used to thinking up stories...THAT'S IT!!! I'll think of a theme and everyone ( who want to ) will write a short story. The two best writers ( and maybe me??? XD ) will get to write. They'll pick which character, of course, so if they wanna do someone else instead, that's fine. THEME: ( this will be an all-around, which means it includes punctuation ( sure, we have editors, but if you misuse, commas, and periods, isn't it. so weird? ) description and storytelling ability ) A 'normal' girl who finds a monster, is introduced to the world of magic and falls in love. Just paraphrase it, though this is on purposefully horrible:
Lisa was an average girl with average hair, eyes and height. She went to school, just like everday and went through a wrong door. She found herself in a magical world. There were woods. In the woods there was a great big monster. She screamed and was saved by a dreamy guy named Dan. Turns out he had a crush on her. Then they both lived happily ever after. The end.
Please. Do not. Do. That. IT HURT TO WRITE.

MangoSpark

9/1/2012 12:15:33 am

Sorry, I mean well, you've been gone for quite awhile. Forgive me, Master Hare xD. So, I think we all have decided NO MORE people in the book, it's hard to handle because now the people in our group are a bit inactive at times. OK Hare, Amanda has created our villain, AND IT'S ALIVE! So, you have to just write you first page then go on to first chapter, right? Because Colbra called 2nd and you took 1rst.

sagirlsruleme

9/1/2012 02:51:13 am

so we right the short story and our first page? im confused...

Hare

9/1/2012 05:24:11 am

@Mango - Sorry, I was a little harsh. I hate rules like that. WHY ONLY ONE HOUR???
@sagirls - I meant that we would have two to three viewpoints. The people who would write these viewpoints would be our two(or three) best writers.

Amanda

9/1/2012 05:29:00 am

I'm working on my short story right now, I'll post it tonight or tomorrow!

Amanda

9/1/2012 08:06:26 am

Sorry about the unpuncuated thoughts. I wrote it on Word and put them in italics, but they don't transfer. I apologize in advance. It's REALLY REALLY REALLY long. I have a habit of writing a lot XD

Mr. Murray was hitting the wrong notes again. It was subtle, but Clare could tell. She could always tell. As Mr. Murray missed yet another half note, she hit the climax of the song. “I love him, but every day I’m learning… all my life, I’ve only been pretending! Without me...” Her words were cut off when Mr. Murray raised a hand and stopped playing. He twitched, “Um… yes, very good, very. B-but maybe a little more emphasis on the word pretending? Uh- just what I thought.” He ran his fingers through his curly brown hair. Mr. Murray was always tense. He was new to the school, and had only started holding private lessons after school a month before. Everything he said sounded like a question, and he seemed afraid to correct students. Clare shrugged. “Sure. Do you want me to finish the song from the beginning of the measure?” Mr. Murray looked down and said, “Well, uh- yeah! Sure. I mean, if you want.” That was the other thing about Mr. Murray. He didn’t seem to know anything about music. His students often wondered how he even got the teaching job at Stone Hollow High. Clare heard a creak, and she turned around. Michaela Johnson, the school’s queen bee, was standing in the doorway. She took a step onto the worn blue carpet and placed a hand on her hip. Michaela twirled a piece of her hair around her fingertip and asked, “Is Clare done yet? Cause, like, I’m pretty sure that my lesson started ten minutes ago.” Mr. Murray glanced at the clock and stuttered, “Er, yes. Clare, if you wouldn’t mind…” His voice trailed off. Clare bit back a wave of frustration and replied, “Sure. Let me just get my stuff.” Clare was the school “nice girl.” People like Michaela were always taking advantage of that. She grabbed her music from the grand piano in front of her. She took her blue messenger bag from the desk that she’d tossed it on at the beginning of the lesson, and shrugged on her light green jacket. She started towards the door, but her jacket caught on the corner of a desk and she fell. Mr. Murray gasped and said, “Clare! Are you all right?” Clare heard Michaela’s voice saying, “She’s fine.” She glanced over and noticed that her bag had spilled. Wiping her hands on her blue jeans, Clare started to gather things and dump them back into her bag. Her cheeks were burning, she was sure of it. A strand of her thin blonde hair fell over her face and Clare brushed it away. Bad enough that I spilled everything in my bag, she thought, but I can’t believe that I did it in front of Michaela Johnson! Mr. Murray’s heavy footsteps stopped next to her and he crouched, helping her load her bag back up. “Sorry, I’ve got a lot in here.” He shrugged. “T-that’s fine.” They finally managed to get the last item in the bag, and they both stood. “Oh, wait…” Clare knelt and picked up a slim book that had slipped her notice. “Now I’m done. This one’s really good.” She looked up and saw that Mr. Murray had gone pale. She asked, concerned, “Mr. Murray? Are you all right?” He turned the book over. “The Twelve Dancing Princesses?” She blushed. “Yeah, I know it sounds babyish. But I saw it on the shelf at the library, and I felt like it was- calling to me. Does that make sense? I know that I sound really nutty right now.” Mr. Murray was pacing now. He looked at Clare as if seeing her for the first time. “It’s you, isn’t it? It was you all along.” His lisp was gone. “And now it’s starting.” Clare inquired, a little panicked, “Mr. Murray? Are you all right?” He shook his head. “I’m fine, Clare, I’m fine.” He glanced at Michaela and said, “Michaela, we’ll have to cancel your lesson. I must attend to personal matters.” With that, he hurried out of the room. Michaela shot an accusing glance at Clare. “You so made him cancel my lesson. Nice going, klutz.” Before Clare could protest, Michaela swept out of the room. Clare sighed and slung her bag over her shoulder. She flicked the lights off as she left the music room. She glanced at her watch. Her mother wouldn’t be at school for at least ten minutes.

Amanda

9/1/2012 08:07:33 am

Instead of going to the drop off circle like usual, Clare headed for the main courtyard. The thing was, Stone Hollow was actually a private school. It was located in just a few hours away from New York City, so celebrities flocked here when they wanted privacy for their kids. The school had an indoor pool, tennis courts, and horse stables in addition to four courtyards located throughout the school. Clare wasn’t famous, but her father had left aside a generous amount of money for Clare’s schooling when he died. People always asked if Clare missed her dad. They were always surprised when she said that she didn’t. After all, how can you miss something that you never had? Her father had died when she was only three. Clare could vaguely remember a pair of strong hands picking her up and spinning her, but that was it. As far as Clare was concerned, her family only included her and her mother. The courtyard was empty when she arrived. The fountain at the center of the room cheerfully spit water into a central pool. A gentle breeze blew through, ruffling the leaves of the trees and flowers all ringing the circular area. Clare sat down on the edge of the fountain. She rested one hand on the hot brick. She traced circles in the water with her hand and finally allowed herself to think about the bizarre events of the last few minutes. Why did Mr. Murray freak out when he saw my book? She wondered, and where did he go? The counselor? Is it really that bad that I’m reading fairy tales? She sighed and flipped open her bag. She took out her book and bent over it, her eyes racing over the passages. Then the youngest daughter said again, 'I am sure all is not right -- did not you hear that noise? That never happened before.' Just as Clare reached the passage where the youngest daughter hears a noise, she heard a faint twinkling sound. She looked up and warily closed the book. She glanced around the courtyard, but no one was there. Her mind racing, Clare slowly stood and walked to the other side of the fountain. A golden pair of ballet shoes sat on the brick wall. Where those there before? Clare wondered uneasily. Well, I should turn these in to Lost and Found. She reached for the shoes and tried to stow them into her bag. However, as if following an instinct, she reached down and tied them onto her feet. Perplexed, she sat back. How did she know how to tie them on? She had never danced in her life. However, the shoes seemed to call to her. I feel like I should dance, Clare thought. She glanced around and shrugged. Why not? She stood and twirled, feeling silly. However, it felt… right. Clare continued dancing; executing leaps and kicks that she never even knew existed. A dreamy sort of haze washed over her body, and Clare could swear that she heard music playing in the distance. The haze made her calm and accepting of everything, like how she could perform like this when she had never danced before. So when the boy stepped out of the bushes and took her hand, all she did was follow his lead. Through her trance, Clare thought, He’s cute. His blonde hair matched hers, and his twinkling brown eyes kept her light blues ones riveted. He spoke for the first time, “Murray was right. It’s you.” He pulled her extremely close. Her head was resting on his chest. He said, “Don’t move.” Clare smiled and turned still. He wrapped his arms around her and murmured something. There was a bright blue haze, and wind whipped around her, sending her hair flying. There was a thump, and they landed. The boy knelt and took her shoes off. Clare felt as if she had been doused in cold water. She gasped and pushed away from the boy. She spun and saw that the courtyard had vanished. They were standing in a lavish bedroom. A thick white carpet covered the ground. An elaborate bed commanded attention from the center of the room. A light pink canopy surrounded it. When Clare glanced out the window, she noticed that they were surrounded by a forest.

Amanda

9/1/2012 08:08:18 am

Clare screamed, and the boy clamped his hand over her mouth. She struggled frantically, then gave up and slumped. “I’ll let go,” he said quietly, “If you promise not to scream.” She nodded and he took his hand away. She glared at him and said, “What did you to me? Drug me? Well, if you’re looking for ransom money, my mom won’t pay it. She doesn’t have nearly enough, you pig.” He replied, “Look, I didn’t kidnap you. There’s a reason. Murray told me about it. About how you’re the youngest princess.” Clare said, bewildered, “How I’m the what?” He got an incredulous look on his face and said, “He didn’t tell you? Fine. Then I will. Sit.” He sat on the bed and pat. Clare hesitated, but she sat. “We don’t have much time, so I’ll give you the short version. Have you read ‘The Twelve Dancing Princesses’?” Clare nodded. “The fairy tale, right? Where the king tries the figure out where his daughters dance at night. The soldier finds out and marries the eldest daughter.” She sighed. “I always loved the description of the palace that they dance in. And the forest sounds beautiful, with the jewels on the trees.” He pointed to her. “Right but it wasn’t a fairy tale.” She opened her mouth to protest, and he held up a hand. “Hold your questions, okay? So anyway, it wasn’t a fairy tale. The princesses were real. Right now, we’re in a different reality than the one you live in. The princesses lived here. So did the little mermaid, and the Beast, and all of the other creatures. All of the tales really happened. Magic exists here, Clare. Those shoes were magic. They were all happy here. Then Grimm came a few centuries back. He learned our stories and he told us about his world. About half of the people left with him. He used a simple transportation spell and left.” He leaned back against the headboard and looked at Clare, his brown eyes serious. “This is where it gets serious. The youngest dancing princess left for your world. Clare, you’re her direct descendant. That’s why the dancing came so easily.” Clare interrupted, “This is crazy. You’re lying.” He plowed on. “And that was fine. We left the princess alone and she went on with her life. Until now, that is. An evil sorceress attempted a spell that was too big for her. She was killed, and a monster was created. It basically eats the stories, until nothing is left. Me, you, and Murray are the only ones left. I’m Drew, by the way. I’m a descendant of the Pied Piper. I’ve lived here my entire life. So basically, we need you. Murray sensed that there was a descendant at your school, and it turns out that it was you. We need help, even if you’re not experienced.” Clare sat in silence, speechless. She turned the info over and over in her mind, and got angrier every time. Who was this boy, to kidnap her and feed her lies about fairy tales? Did he really think that she would believe that? “I’m not two, you know,” she said bitterly, “I know that you’re lying.” Drew’s eyes sparked with laughter, which made her even madder. He laughed, “You want proof, huh?” He pulled out a wooden flute and put it to his mouth. He started playing a lively tune with complicated notes and a fast beat. Clare heard a squeak and turned. A family of mice were slowly coming from a hole in the stone wall and edging towards Drew. Drew kept playing, and hundreds of ants marched to his feet. Drew played one last note and stopped. The mice scurried away and the ants disappeared through a crack in the flooring. Drew panted and grinned at Clare. Her mouth was wide open in surprise. Her thoughts were traveling at a thousand miles an hour. All she could think was, Drew wasn’t lying. He wasn’t lying, so that makes me… a princess. She asked, “Why did the shoes put me in a trance? Are they magic?” His grin widened, recognizing that she believed him. Drew replied, “They belonged to the littlest princess. She danced in them the night the soldier was with her. All magic items tend to put the user in a trance if they’re not used to handling magic.”

Amanda

9/1/2012 08:08:57 am

Clare looked at the golden shoes that lay on the floor a foot away from the bed. “Wow.” Drew responded, “Yeah, it’s really cool. And standing up to me was pretty gutsy. You’re not as bad as I thought, princess.” She smiled. “Is that my nickname now?” He shrugged. “Maybe.” A call echoed through the forest and Drew looked up, intent. All mischief was gone from his face. He stood and went to the window as if searching for something. Clare stood as well. “What was that?” Drew replied gravely, “The monster’s here. It’s found us.” Clare shivered with fear. “I’m not ready!” Drew strode to a giant wardrobe and flung it open. He pressed the back of the wall and knocked in a quick pattern. The wall slid aside and revealed a small area not much bigger than a closet. A shelf divided the space in half. On the shelf lay a small silver dagger. Drew gestured Clare over. She stepped forward and noticed that the dagger had a small inscription. She squinted and read, “To my little Elizabeth, for when the time is right.” Drew explained, “This is the part that I never told you. Elizabeth, the youngest princess, had the gift of prophecy that everyone ignored except for her eldest sister’s husband.” “The soldier in the story,” Clare breathed. Nick continued. “Exactly. She knew that the monster would come, but not when. She warned the soldier and he had this made. It’s the only thing that can kill the monster, because the monster isn’t made of substance. The thing is, the only one who can use this has to be related to Elizabeth.” Clare shut her eyes and turned away. “No, I can’t. Drew, I’m only fifteen, and I’m not trained for this I don’t know how to use a knife, and I know nothing about this world.” He was silent, and Clare tussled with herself. The right thing to do was take the knife and kill the monster, but Clare was afraid. Clare’s mother always said that one determined person could change the world. How could Clare leave Drew to die? No, she couldn’t. Clare would have to be that determined person. She turned and said, “Alright. I’ll do it.” Drew smiled. She took the knife and turned it over. Like the shoes, the dagger felt right in her hands. This time, she deflected the magic when she felt it. Drew broke the heavy silence. “Let’s go. It’s in the woods.” Clare agreed and turned. As she spun, she tripped on the shoes that still lay on the floor. She stumbled forwards and Drew caught her. His light touch on her arm felt electric, but Clare never wanted it to end. She looked up and locked eyes with him. His gaze was captivating. They both stood, arms still touching, in the center of the room. A strand of Clare’s hair fell into her face, and Drew’s arm reached up and brushed it away. His touch was powerful. Out of the blue, the monster screeched. It sounded closer. Clare looked down and broke away. A blush filled Drew’s face as he said, “It’s closer. Let’s go. I’ll do the spell.” Clare tried to act like their embrace had never happened. “Right.” He touched her shoulder and muttered the words to the spell. Clare mused over what had just happened. Their clasp on each other had only lasted seconds, but she couldn’t get it out of her head. As she wondered, the pair thumped onto the hard ground. Clare looked around. Drew had put them in a dismal clearing. The colors of the trees encircling the meadow seemed off, and there were no normal woodland sounds. The birds were silent. The leaves stayed put instead of rustling in the wind. Drew turned to Clare and said urgently, “It’s almost here. I’ll distract it, and you can go around the back and stab it. Sound good, princess?” Clare smiled. “So it is my nickname, isn’t it?” She teased. His old grin returned. “Of course, your royal highness.” She pretended to curtsy and giggled. Drew’s face went from light to grave, and Clare turned around. The monster was huge, its inky black torso swirling dangerously. It was a cloud of black, constantly rearranging its shape. When Clare looked closely, she saw that it was made up of words. A twitching “bird” swirled around the monster’s neck, and a lazy “cloud” floated towards the armpit. Where eyes should’ve been, two black holes sat. When Clare peered into them, she sensed that there would be no end if you happened to fall in. The monster locked its gaze on Drew and Clare. Drew yelled, “Clare, run around!” Clare took off.

Amanda

9/1/2012 08:09:28 am

She glanced back and saw Drew yelling up to the monster and zigzagging dangerously close to the eyes. The creature roared and opened its gaping mouth. It sucked in and a huge wind kicked up. A tree that was right next to Drew was uprooted. It swirled madly, then turned into the word “tree” and joined the words covering the creature. The wind threatened to blow Clare away, but she dropped to the ground and inched her way forward. Just as she got to the bottom of the monster’s foot, the monster reached Drew. It leaned forward and sucked in. Drew’s form started to swirl and the tip of his finger turned an inky black. He looked at it and locked eyes with Clare. He screamed, “Go! Save yourself!” A steely determination filled Clare, and she shouted, “I won’t let you go!” She stood and screamed, “HEY! OVER HERE, YOU STUPID CREATURE! DON’T YOU WANT PRINCESS FOR DINNER INSTEAD OF MUSICIAN?” The monster stopped and turned, spotting Clare. It closed its mouth and the black stopped spreading over Drew. He collapsed; his entire right hand a raven shade of black. Clare stopped and froze in fear. The monster grinned and opened his mouth. The dagger throbbed and Clare started moving. She ran forward and thrust the dagger up. It connected, right on a pulsating word that read “heart.” Electricity pumped through her veins, a bright white light traveling from her hand into the monster. Bright white shone through the dark words, slowly destroying the black. The monster made a sound that might’ve been pain. It bent and twisted, a sound of agony filling the air. Finally, it exploded. The words were now every color of the rainbow, racing around the clearing at top speed. Several “trees” zipped around the forest, springing up when they landed. Words like “Debbie” and “Marco” sailed into the distance, people returning home. Everywhere, colors danced. The forest got incredibly brighter. When Clare looked at the horizon, she saw faraway lands recovering from being stolen from. But the best part of it all was looking over and seeing Drew alive, smiling and watching the words return home. She ran over and yelled, “We did it!” He laughed and repeated, “We did it!” They held their arms out as if to hug, but stopped at the last second. Clare was aware of the heavy tension in the clearing. Finally, Drew made a sound of frustration and cried, “Oh, dash it all!” He made a sudden movement and leaned in. Clare leaned as well, and then they were kissing. Clare’s eyes widened in surprise, and then closed as she kissed him back. She flung her arms around his neck and his went around her waist. His lips were tender and warm. Electricity coursed through her body, but this time it wasn’t because of a magical dagger. Finally, they broke away. Her eyes shining, Clare breathlessly asked, “Now, why didn’t we do that before?” They swayed a bit as Drew replied, “I’m not sure.” Clare asked suddenly, “This is random, but I never asked. Who was Mr. Murray related to?” Drew laughed and spun her around. “The Three Little Pigs.” Clare laughed in delight. Their eyes locked, and as if in mutual agreement, they both leaned forward and began kissing again. Later, Drew would take Clare back to the castle, and she would meet her cousins for the first time. Later, she would return home and try to explain to her mother why she was missing for hours. A few months after that, Clare would be surprised to meet a new student at the school- a boy with a black hand named Andrew. But for right now, all that Clare needed was Drew right next to her, dancing and kissing in an enchanted meadow. No matter what happened after this moment, Clare knew that they would face it one way, no matter what- together.

MangoSpark

9/1/2012 10:17:11 am

(Continued)
Shoelaces sniffed around busily. I soaked in the scenery, it was a run-down old village with a must old smell and spider webs planted everywhere. Somehow, it seemed someone was here before, I mean you couldn't call it a ghost town. Well-maybe you could.... I walked around silently trying not to make a sound. I scanned the area looking for someone that was supposed to be there but was gone. I sighed, it was just another abandoned place, it could never be something else. I looked down at Shoelaces who was studying my emotion with his eyes twinkling. He roared playfully. For a second I was angry, but who could get angry at that cute face? Don't think soft, Zayn. I thought. It's gonna distract you. I sighed again and kicked the dust. I decided to head for the forest. Just then I saw something glinting. I squinted, trying to make it out, but it as too far ahead. I jogged towards it Shoelaces at my side. I picked it up, it was a old locket. I scanned it uncertainly. I wanted to put it down and break in a run but for that very second I was mesmerized. I tried to pry it open, lucky for me it stayed shut. I ran my fingers through it and felt a bump, I located the bump and it turned out to be a key whole. I looked confused, then shook my head and turned to look at a rust old sign it read:
Sempra

Colbra

9/1/2012 12:54:38 pm

Ok I'm gonna do my short story:

"Ava! Get down hear this minute!" I was awoken by the pleasant sound of my mother screaming for me. I must have missed my alarm again. I stumbled downstairs and had barely sat down before her yelling started again. "You know you have school! Why do you always miss your alarm and wake up late? Are you trying to get expelled? It's bad enough you don't pay attention in half ur classes!" I shoved a bite of cereal in my mouth so I wouldn't have to answer. I don't understand why she doesn't give me a break.. I was the most talented artist in the country after all.. "Why can't you be like Kate? She gets excellent grades, and plays sports, and manages to at least get up! She's already left!" She continued with yet another Kate speech. Kate was my "perfect" older sister. "Well is Kate an artist expected to make a painting like five times a month, and still has to go to school?!" I protested, knowing I would get another patch of yelling for the attitude. "Well that is no excuse to be lazy!" "Whatever mom.." I mumbled as I swallowed the last spoonful and ran back upstairs to get dressed.

After I made myself presentable, I walked outside to be smothered with annoyed babble by my best friend, Kacey, "C'mon Ava! We're gonna be late!" She grasped my arm and started dragging me along. "Ok, but can we slow down? I need to look for some inspiration!" I added as she involuntarily slowed her pace. "I think I found some.." She said with a wink and I blushed as I saw Erin, my crush. Kacey nudged me in his direction and he turned, "Oh! Hey Ava!" "Hey Erin!"
I said with a smile, I was going to kill Kacey. "How's it going?" He said cooly, and I shrugged, "Ok, just a lot of pressure." "Oh, I can understand that." I nodded and walked along until I was stopped short by something whitish purple glowing in the telephone booth. "What's that?" I thought allowed as I walked towards it, and it dissappeared. Erin followed after me as I opened up the door and walked inside. There were little sparks on the floor, and I bent down to touch them. As soon as my hand touched the floor, the whole booth lit up and a bright flash blinded me as I was sucked downwards, followed by Erin, who tried grabbing my hand.

I landed hard on my butt. When I finally regained sight, I was in a meadow, with Erin. "What just happened..?" I asked with a confused look as I stood up. Erin just shrugged, too in awe to speak. I walked over to pick up a strange flower, but as soon as I touched it, I was electrocuted and the beautiful meadow turned into a dark, post-apocalyptic city in ruins. "Woah.." I managed as I stood in awe at the awful sight. I saw another flash of white/purple light and turned to see a giant creature, in the shape of a human, but much bigger, and completely made of electricity. With one eyeball as it's head. "My gosh.." Erin spoke for the first time, saying what I was thinking. Just then, the creature threw what seemed like a ball of electricity at us and we both dove out of the way. As we stood the creature let out an ear-peircing scream that filled my brain with horrible thoughts. "It's messing with our minds!" I managed to yell out, just as another ball of electricity came at us, blasting us away from eachother. I scrambled away and looked for shelter in a broken building. I found a metal filing cabinet and managed to pick it up and throw it out the window at the creature, only to have him catch it and throw in back, barely missing me. I watched as it threw a ball of electricity towards Erin, barely hitting him and blasting him into a wall. I jumped out the window, which was only a few feet up, and ran over to him, helping him to his feet, even though he had a limp. "What are we gonna do?" Erin looked at me with a pleading voice. "I don't know." I looked at him and saw the fear in his eyes. And then it happened. I leaned down and missed him, as we were about to die. As I pulled away he said, "Water!" I looked at him in confusion. He pointed to the water tower, "Water destroys electricity" I knew what he meant, and I knew what I had to do. I grabbed a lamp post that had fallen and aimed straight for the water tower. I missed. I quickly grabbed another and heaved it, hiring my mark. The water spilled out, coming down on the creature, as it let out more screams until it fell forward. I helped Erin walk along as we came to a ruined telephone booth. With another flash of light, we were back home, outside the school. We walked inside and the teacher started in on an all too familar speech, "Where have you two been? Do you know how late you are?" Erin and I shared a look and then I looked at the teacher. "Sorry, we were a little busy."

( is it too short..? )

Colbra

9/1/2012 12:58:05 pm

( omg... I ment kissed.. I Leaned down and kissed him.. Way to ruin the moment auto correct )

Colbra

9/1/2012 01:12:00 pm

Oops, another thing.. It's thought aloud, not thought allowed

Hare

9/2/2012 03:45:56 am

That's fine XD I like Amanda's short story too. So...does anyone want me to post what I have of Trippet's story? Or should I wait until I have the first chapter done?

bg09

9/2/2012 06:28:16 am

okay, guys, I'm so confused. you write so much when I'm gone! and i don't really deserve to be here. I'm not even that good at writing. i might make a short story, but what are the boundaries? I'm so confused. plz help me. don't just say, "we're writing a story" give me more details… I'm so sorry, I'm just so confused. T^T

MangoSpark

9/2/2012 09:49:37 am

I don't mean to spoil plans but, how are we supposed to write chapters? Maybe we can each help with chapters, that'd be a lot easier/

Hare

9/2/2012 10:34:09 am

BG09, don't say that. It's not like I was just like -boom!- good at writing. And this is the Author Help Group. Not the If You Aren't Good At Writing, Too Bad Group. It's fine if you're confused, too. But what exactly are you confused about?
Mango, I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean...I thought we would write a chapter from one character's perspective, then post it and change what needs to be changed and stuff...

sagirlsruleme

9/2/2012 01:04:48 pm

but if we are only writing from one or two characters' perspectives, what are we gonna do with the others? is the writer just gonna powerplay them or do we forget them entirely?

Amanda

9/2/2012 01:32:09 pm

Maybe we could do it where one is written and then perfected, and then the second. I haven't started mine yet. Or maybe we could write their hOme lives in chapter one...

MangoSpark

9/3/2012 12:14:59 am

What I meant was, can we really write a chapter? A chapter is about thirty long pages filled....

bg09

9/3/2012 03:20:02 am

1. okay, first off, everyone was writing a short story. should i write one?
2. next, i know I'm chapter six, but are we writing it from our characters P.O.V.? or are we writing it from the third perspective? should we help each other for what we want our characters to say and do?
3. lastly, how are our characters going to meet? and whats the summary of the story again?
im so sry, I'm just very confused. answer these three questions, and i should be OK! thnx! >w<

Hare

9/3/2012 05:31:44 am

BG09:
1.) I don't really know...I haven't so I don't think it matters, I suggested it as a joke, kind of. But Amanda's is still super awesome. Me, I can't do short stories. When I make characters, I normally like them too much XD
2) I think we're only gonna do three character perspectives...and I guess.
3) I never thought about how we would meet XD But I know the main bad is some girl named Agrona as well as our evil doubles.
Sagirls:
I don't know what you mean by powerplay, but they won't be omitted out. They just won't get a POV, I figured. So, we have six people, right? Two people get a POV each, someone else is leader and gets a POV, one or two people could be editors, though everyone is gonna contribute to the actual writing ( the editors will be in charge of grammar, punctuation, etc. ) and the sixth person could be in charge of the title and cover art and stuff, maybe? As well as giving us a single pen name. Unless you want it to be written by (insert names here) XD. AND if we ever make MORE stories ( I'm a dreamer and a believer, okay??? ) we could switch it up. ^^
Mango
What books are you reading??? The longest chapter I've seen is well under twenty pages. I think...
Last but not least: I think I'm mostly done with Trippet's story.

Amanda

9/3/2012 06:33:35 am

A joke? I wrote that for four hours! XD XD XD It's okay, I'm not really mad. Thanks for the compliment, though. That means a lot :) I haven't even started Darcy's... I guess I'll just read yours first.

Hare

9/3/2012 09:06:07 am

Trippet!!! Hurry up!
“Ah, shuddup, Rillin. If I go any faster, it’ll mess up,” I said. I really should’ve just ignored him; after I said that my concentration broke and the tree I was trying to grow died.
“Oh, great, ya little pup. Nyl’s gonna be on my back for a week ‘cause of you, ya know.”
Nyl? I can’t remember any of their names. Is she that really nice one who gives me treats?
“Maybe? She’s the one who obsesses about how my hair is brown and my eyes are green,” I said. Rillin mentally responded, Well, most of the wood elves here have lighter colors in their hair and eyes.
“But they’re just eyes. And Nyl - if she’s the one you’re talkin’ about- probably gives you treats ‘cause you’re a Northern wolf or somethin’. Supposedly, they’re rare or somethin’ like that.”
Rillin nodded. He was still practically a puppy, but he was already bigger than most of the full grown dogs I had seen around, if not bigger. I smiled and patted his head. Sometimes just seeing him, knowing I had somebody, made me happy at times. It was weird, but still, it made me feel necessary or something. We went back to the village. I was new to the village, I had come from another part of the forest, and some people still viewed us as ‘the dark stranger and his creature’. Not that I viewed them as allies either. I don’t get how they came up with dark, though, for I wore forest colors for camouflaging.
“Oh, Trippet! You’re back! How’d it go?” I was tackle hugged from behind by a girl.
“Trees should be able to support themselves. I’m more suited for hunting,” I said.
She let go, and looked at me like I was guilty of something, “You need to study more. You’re a wood elf, and yet you can’t even grow trees? And you hunt the animals?”
“Unlike you, I don’t like eating only vegetables and fruit,” I said. She retorted, “You’re gonna get scurvy and die if ya do that, you know.”
“Scurvy’s a pirate thing, ain’t it?”
Nyl rolled her eyes, “Scurvy is cause by a lack of vitamin C, aka fruits and vegetables.”
“It doesn’t concern me, smarty pants. Come off it, will ya?”
“It does concern you. And just because I know stuff doesn’t mean ya have to be rude.”
“I said come off it. Get it through your thick skull that I really don’t care.”
I walked off, leaving Nyl glaring angrily at me. I turned, stuck my tongue out, and turned back around, retreating into the forest on the other side of the village.
So…that was Nyl? She’s definitely not the nice one who gives me treats. At any rate, weren’t you a little rude to her? Even by your standards?
“Like I told her: come off it. I really don’t care about her and her scurvy or whatever. She’s just a nosy girl with a brain just perfect for her inflated ego and hot head.”
Sooooo…yes? No?
“No I was not rude, she had it comin’.”
Then why didn’t you just say so?
“Because I didn’t want to. Now, hush, don’t break my concentration this time.”
You mean you’re going to try to grow a tree again? I thought you weren’t going to because of Nyl?
My face grew hot as I said, “This isn’t for Nyl…it’s for…someone else…”
Rillin smirked, but, contented for now, left me be and fell asleep on the forest floor. I sighed, This time. This time for sure.
I took out a pack of special seeds I had hidden inside one of the packs on my belt. I dug a small hole, planted them and concentrated on the spell Nyl taught me. A slight wind grew around me, a magical, warm breeze. I closed my eyes, Concentrate. Concentrate harder.
After I while, the wind died down. I was scared to open my eyes. If I had failed, that was the only pack of special seeds I had…
Pretty!
I opened my eyes, surprised to have heard Rillin. I thought he was asleep. I looked at where the tree should be…it worked. A pink tree had bloomed.
What kind of tree is it? It doesn’t look like a forest tree…
“Ki-er gave me these seeds. Said they were called cherry blossoms,” I said. A pink petal fell down and landed in my hand. I smiled. I got out a pouch from my belt and grabbed a few fallen petals.
Who are those for?
“N-none of your business!”
Oooooooh…someone’s in lo~ve
“Sh-shut up…” my face was burning; even if I didn’t feel it- which I did- Rillin’s contented glance was more than enough proof.
I walked back to the village from tree to tree; Rillin could do it, but with four paws, he had difficulty with it, so it was easy for me to get distanced from him. I liked him mor

Hare

9/3/2012 09:09:57 am

I liked him more than a person normally liked a pet -probably ‘cause he could talk- but sometimes his human-like intelligence made me want to throttle him a bit. I got to the village and went to one of the houses constructed of trees- literally, the trees were grown in house-like shapes. I walked through the vine door and saw Ki-er.
“Oh, hey, Trip. Lookin’ for Ki-ani?” Ki-er asked.
“Uh, yeah…is she out right now?”
“No, she’s in the back going through the seeds. Someone got back there and took some cherry blossom seeds. Care to guess?”
“Well, he sounds like an evil enough guy. Wonder if his name is, I don’t know, Ki-er?” I joked.
“He must have the same name as me. Maybe he did it for a friend? Named Trippet, maybe?”
“Maybe.”
“His friend who happens to like his sister?”
“Wha-wha? I mean, it’s not that…it’s just…uhm…”
“Woah, chill out. Relax, Trip, it’s cool, I’d rather it was you than someone I don’t know, ya know? ‘Sides, I’m not the overprotective big brother type. As long as they don’t mistreat Ki-ani, I’m fine. And as long as she likes them.”
“What about me liking people?” Ki-ani walked through the vine door that led to another part of the seed shop.
“Nothin’ much,” Ki-er said, “You girls talk about girly things, we guys talk about other things, ya know? Nothin’ for you to worry about.”
Ki-ani smiled, “Okay, then. But should I worry that my big brother is stealing seeds?”
“How’d ya know?!”
“Oh, you know. Rillin loves his treats.”
“Hey! If you feed him too many treats, that’s unhealthy! He could get sick or something,” I said. Ki-ani smiled.
“You really care about him, don’t you? But, what happened to my seeds?”
“I used them…”
“Did it work?” she inquired.
“Uh…yeah.”
“I’m glad it helped you learn then!”
I blushed, “Uh…I actually brought some petals…for…you. I mean…if you want….uhm…anyway, here.”
I handed her the bag of petals and, with my face burning, left.
“Wai--wait!” Ki-ani said. I turned around. She smiled and said, “Thank you very much. Have a nice day, okay? See ya!” She waved, and I smiled and waved back, then left.
Trippet.
Rillin? But it didn’t sound like him at all…
Trippet.
I remembered something Nyl told me: ‘Every tree has a spirit, and that tree can use the spirit to talk to his creator. It can be used many different ways…’
Trippet.
It was starting to hurt my head. I started in the direction of the cherry blossom tree but my head caused me to fall. I just wanted to sit down, just for a bit…just for a bit…
Ah, you’re here!
I opened my eyes slowly.
“Is this…a dream?” I asked. I tried to focus on the little green blur among the white everywhere…
I can see how some could think so…but this is not a dream.
“Then what is this place? And who and what are you?”
This place is the realm of the asleep and of some others. This is where dreams came from, though this is not a dream world. And I am a fae of this world. My name is Ri-fie.
“What kind of fae? A faerie fae? Or some other kind?”
I can’t tell you all my secrets.
The green blur was slowly coming into focus. It was small, barely larger than my hand. It had elbow-length red hair, and a ring of blue flowers on its head. It wore a green dress, made of leaves and wore two ribbons that snaked around its legs. It didn’t wear shoes and I could see all its nails were red, probably made from smashed berries.
I really don’t like dresses, I’ll admit.
“Uh…then why do you wear one?”
Never thought about it…tradition, I guess?
“I could make you something, probably.”
Probably not, actually. You aren’t from this world, it’d be impossible to affect it, therefore. I appreciate the offer though.
“Then why don’t you change it yourself?”
As I said, I never thought about it. I’ll try, okay? Anyway, for now, I just wanted to introduce myself. See ya!
“Ah, wait!” I yelled before she rolled and disappeared. A bright light flashed and I covered my eyes. When I opened them again, the vague whiteness was gone and I was back near the edge of the village against a tree trunk. Rillin was beside me, looking worried.
You’re awake! Are you alright?
“Yeah, just a little tired or somethin’…don’t worry, it’s nothing.”
Rillin wasn’t convinced. Are you sure you’re fine? That’s never

Hare

9/3/2012 09:12:46 am

Are you sure you’re fine? That’s never happened before…
“Yeah, I’m sure. I just been haven’t been sleeping enough lately. Don’t worry so much.”
Okay. If you’re sure, than it’s fine….
I smiled reassuringly - at least I hoped it was reassuring- and tried to get up. My head wasn’t hurting so much anymore but the second I thought that maybe I had made up Ri-fie and that I had dreamed it all, my head hurt as if Ri-fie was saying Think I’m not real? I’ll show you!
Just then, Ki-ani came up, her short, brown ponytail bouncing along.
Ah, Ki-ani! Hello!
Ki-ani smiled, “Hello to you too, Rillin. And of course to you, Trippet.”
Ki-ani, did you know if Trippet’s all right? He just fain-
Shut up already, I thought. Rillin turned to me, Shut up yourself!
“What?” I asked him.
You told me to shut up. So I was telling you to shut up.
“But I never said shut up! I only thought it.”
“Yeah, I would have heard if he said shut up. He didn’t say that. Maybe you aren’t feeling well?” Ki-ani asked. She leaned down to feel his forehead, then remembered he was a wolf and that she probably wouldn’t be able to find his temperature that way.
I swear I heard him say that…anyway, he fainte-
This time I grabbed him, “Yeah, he must be not feeling well. I think I’ll take him home and make sure he rests or somethin’.”
Ki-ani said, “He’s lucky to have such a caring friend as you.”
I blushed, “I guess. But I’m lucky to have him too.”
I walked off to Nyl’s house, where I was staying. As much as I didn’t like her, she was the only person who had room for anyone and was willing to loan it to an outsider such as me. As soon as I got to my room, I closed the door and set Rillin on the floor.
“What were you thinking?” I asked him.
I just wanted to tell her.
“Do you know how worried she would have been, though? I’m fine and that would just stress her out. She already has so much to deal with…”
Oh, yeah…I had forgotten. With how happy she is all of the time, it’s easy to forget that her parents both died. And with Ki-er so irresponsible, she has to run the shop mostly on her own. Plus she’s still going to school.
I wanted to say something on Ki-er’s behalf, but there was really nothing to say. He was a good friend and brother, no denying that, but he was so immature and everything.
Oh, yeah! Are you going to show Nyl the cherry blossom tree?
“Nah. To be honest, I really just wanna lie down,” I told him.
Okay, then. Sleep well, I guess?
I went to my dresser and put away my bow, my belt and all its trinkets, and my quiver of arrows. I fell on the bed and thought a bit about Ri-fie. I had only thought shut up and yet Rillin heard. Either he imagined it and it was a coincidence, or seeing Ri-fie and that strange, white place messed with me. Within minutes, I fell asleep.
You’re back already? I thought there wasn’t a time difference between these realms…
“Ah, I’m back again?”
Yep. I wonder…is there a time difference I forgot about? Maybe it’s just the forest area?
“Ah, no. I just took a nap.”
A nap? I thought people went to bed?
“How long have you been around? People take naps in the middle of the day-”
Oh! So naps are in the day and going to bed is at night. Okay. But why would they sleep in the middle of the day? Are people that lazy?
“No, they just don’t get enough sleep. Or they are sick or aren’t feeling well.”
Is that why you took a nap? You aren’t well?
The faerie zoomed in to feel my forehead. I flinched back, instinctively.
What’s the matter?
“Eh, sorry. A reflex.”
Ah, Ri-fie said, I’ll admit I’d have flinched if something was like -boom!- in my face. Didn’t think about that…
“You say that about a lot of things, don’t you?”
I didn’t think about that either. I suppose I do, though. I haven’t needed to, I guess.
“Haven’t needed to think? You are really strange.”
Almost no one comes here. And those people rarely pay attention to me.
“I thought this was the realm of the asleep?”
You ask a lot of questions…please wake up…
Ri-fie looked uncomfortable about my questions, I just realized. She zoomed in yet again and pinched me.
“Hey!” But she had already disappeared, as had the whiteness. I was in my bed. I sat up and disturbed an orange and yellow cat. What was Nyl’s cat doing here? I saw Nyl sitting crosslegged on the floor next to my desk.
“Wh-what are you doing here?” I asked, completely surprised.
She held up a pink petal and smiled slightly, “W

Hare

9/3/2012 09:14:06 am

“When were you gonna tell me, Trippet?”
“Never,” I mumbled, then said, out loud, “Probably after my nap…”
She got up and moved to my bed and hugged me.
“Stop hugging me! You always hug me and I don’t know why!”
“’Cause I’m happy, silly!”
I sighed. If I tried to get her off…well, she had a lot of pull. She would probably turn this on me somehow. After a while, she let go and grabbed her cat. She smiled, waved, and left. I got out of bed. The only way she could’ve found out…Rillin was gonna get it.
I’m sorry for waking you, Trippet. I was just uncomfortable with the questions.
My head hurt. I thought back to Ri-fie, wondering if she would hear it, Hey, can you stop talking to me when I’m awake? It hurts my head for some reason…
I’m sorry. One thing, though. I came from Hamadryades.
That matters to me why? I thought to her.
Well, I have to use so much power to send you messages when you aren’t in the realm. All that power I’m using is probably what’s hurting your head…
So you want me to go to the capital, is that it?
Yes.
Well, if this could get any weirder, I’d go insane, I thought as I grabbed all my stuff from my dresser, then left.
“Yo, Rillin. We’re going.”
What? Where?
“The capital.”

Hare

9/4/2012 06:50:11 am

Sooooo...what do you guys think?

Amanda

9/4/2012 07:10:10 am

It's great!!! So should the fairy appear to all of
us? I think yes. And maybe the others could see each other on a dream so they recognize each other.

bg09

9/4/2012 07:32:21 am

yeah, i like it. i think we should see each other in the dream or we meet after she tells us about each other or something..

Hare

9/4/2012 08:25:56 am

Well, no...I meant the faerie to be a thing for Trippet only, as well as his reason for going...

Hare

9/4/2012 08:34:13 am

Also, I forgot to mention: Sorry if it's confusing to read. Rillin and Ri-fie both speak mentally, so I wrote it in italics, which doesn't carry over to here...

Colbra

9/4/2012 09:23:44 am

Sry my iPod wasn't working but I'm here!! Ok so is that ur chapter?

Hare

9/4/2012 09:34:44 am

Yeah, that's my chapter. You like?
And, on another note ( I keep thinking of these XD), don't be afraid to critique my work. I can take it, I'm a big giwlwy now. XD

MangoSpark

9/4/2012 10:04:32 am

Our chapters are 3 pages?
I'll start in a post after this.

MangoSpark

9/4/2012 10:36:31 am

''We're gonna be there soon, boy''. I said ruffling my Tiger-Cat Shoelace's ears playfully. I didn't quite know where we were going, yet.... I sighed, and looked behind. It had been a habit, I mean when your a nomad and in no-mans land you have to check if somethings not sneaking behind you ready to strike. I kept up my pace, there will be something! i thought in my head. There has to be, there has to. I told Shoelaces to bring up the pace. I looked up. Well, the sun sets in the East-so it must be that way. I say mumbling and pointing to a direction. I sighed, my clothes scratched, I hadn't took a shower in years, and my scar on my palm hurt like HECK. Shoelaces nose twitched and he stood there his body twitching. ''Shoelaces, not ANOTHER squirrel.'' I sighed, Shoelaces has been trying to catch squirrels for ages, but who can blame a dog for being a dog? He bounded forward and I could tell it wasn't a squirrel. A burst of energy sparked inside me and I ran like a deer-but in this caste Tiger-Cat. I decided to turn into a Tiger-Cat myself, as I was a shapeshifter, I try not to use it too much, my Grandfather turned into a cheetah and cheetah and got caught.... I turned in shaking the thoughts out of my head and bounded along. Shoelaces halted and I changed back staring in awe. It was an old Victorian village but full op merry voices and the bustling and hustling of the cobble streets. I walked in and I looked like a sore thumb, everyone was wearing Blouses and pants, or flouncy dresses, as for men they were probably all at work. I could see small boys playing tag along the hillside. I looked at my attire, a ratty shirt and frayed jeans, when I ran away, I didn't think of clothes.... Well, if your asking, I ran away because my father was evil and my mother was dead, also I wanted to get rid of the old lady, she told me about an evil double and I was supposed to be tested someday, with a thing that tempts me most. Shoelaces bounded ahead straight for the young lady in her twenties. He jumped on her, I think Shoelaces just needed someone to hug. She fell down and started to laugh and tickle his ears. I came up to the women running. ''Shoelaces, no!'' I yelled. The women shook my hand. ''You must be the owner, correct?'' ''Yeah, this is Shoelaces'', I said motioning towards the happy Tiger-Cat. ''What exactly is this?'' She asked curiously, looking at his tiger body and hind legs of a cat. ''A Tiger-Cat, ma'am'', I replied. ''Interesting'', she murmured. ''Are you new?'' She asked interrupting her examination and turning to me. ''Yes, I just came for a week or so.'' I said simply. Then a lady bounded up looking surprised. ''Your supposed to be at work young man!'' She said irritably. ''You ought to be at training!'' ''Ma, he's new!'' Replied the young women. ''Well, Victoria, you should have told me before!'' She said looking at ''Victoria''. ''I'm Ma Johnson'', said the women her wrinkles breaking into a smile. ''And I'm Victoria''. Said the other women standing up. ''And you are?'' They asked in unison. ''Um, I'm Zayn'', I say ruffling the back of my hair. ''Zayn, dearie, come in, come in!'' Said the Ma Johnson shoving him in. ''Tea, cookies?'' Said the Ma Johnson curiously. ''You look like you've been starved!'' She said not waiting to hear his answer and pushing the plate in front of him. I ate hungrily, I mean, for me, I never let down a good meal. I barely get one! ''Thank you'', I reply with a mouthful of food. ''Why don't you stay the night, Zayn?'' She asked. ''Sure Ma Johnson'', I reply politely. Ah, finally, a nice bed. ''Ooh, I almost forgot, this, isn't the correct attire!'' She said looking at his clothes. ''Take a shower, I'll give you my husbands old clothes!'' She said shoving him in the bathroom. I smelled the steaming heat and smiled to myself as I got in. This is gonna be a nice day I say my eyes drooping. ''ZAYN!'' Called Ma Johnson. ''YOUR CLOTHES ARE READY!'' I got up and she shoved them through the door. I smelled them. ''Ah, new clothes smell''. I said inhaling all I could. It was some new jeans and a striped shirt with a collar. I got dressed and combed my hair. I say some cologne. I mean, why not? I slapped it on my face and came outside to buy something for Ma Johnson. Shoelaces came bounding up along with scores of children. ''Wo boy, slow don, slow down.'' I said in a soothing tone. Shoelaces licked my face including all the faces of the other children.
Write some more later, bye!
-MangoSpark

MangoSpark

9/5/2012 05:45:50 am

Sorry about that, I wanted to see how much room I had...

bg09

9/5/2012 06:21:45 am

are our characters meeting in the 'capitol'? sry, I'm going to ask a lot of questions….

colbra

9/5/2012 06:37:55 am

question: what is the capital? and also: i'll write my chapter later, I don't have time right now

Amanda

9/5/2012 09:41:36 am

Dusk is arriving.
I watched it through the spaces of the branches. With every little bit that the sun sunk, so did my heart. I fingered the bottom of my dress and pray that the night will never arrive.
It was one of the in-between times. Dusk isn’t day, but it isn’t night, either. Dawn is an in between time- so is the region between sleep and wakefulness. In the mortal world, not much is mine. So I take what I can, and the in between times belong to me.
The shopkeeper’s boys are playing outside. It’s a rough game, but it looks fun. I watch as the small one leaps onto the big one. He feigns hurt and collapses. The young one laughs. I can’t hear it from here, but I have it memorized. I have everything about them memorized. How can I not? It’s my job.
Behind them, their door opens and a woman peeks out. Her blonde hair is coming out of its bun, but her blue eyes are smiling as she calls the boys in. The young boy gets in one more hit before running inside. The bigger one is slower. He stands, brushing the autumn leaves off of his burgundy sweater. He stops and looks around. For a second, his eyes seem to land on me. I draw back against the trunk, my heart pounding. I really have to be more careful.
He heads inside of his small house and I laugh, the danger gone. I abandon my careful position and flop against the tree, my foot dangling from my perch in the tree. I reach inside my pocket and curl my fingers around the only thing that I really own. It’s a mirror. My kind aren’t allowed to have them, but I got mine from the master. Well, not directly. One of his mirrors shattered. When Mother looked away, I grabbed a shard and slipped it into my pocket.
I admire it now, holding it up so as to get the best possible light. I take it all in- my brown hair, brown eyes, brown dress- brown everything. I don’t mind it, though. There are nice flecks of gold that lurk in the depths of my eyes. In bright light, they’re definitely very emphasized. I look different from most of the other brownies that I’ve ever met. The Kairghn brownies meet every year by the sea to discuss matters. Most brownies have crumpled brown faces, more bark than skin. The council suspects that my mom’s family mated with a human once in its history, so I have clear, smooth skin.
I’m lost in thought when I hear a soft cry of birdcall whistling through the trees. I look up and smile. I tuck my mirror into my pocket and cross my arms. It’s only a matter of time before Melody arrives.
I’m rewarded with a streak of yellow and black and that lands on my outstretched finger. I stroke the bird’s black head and tilt my head.
“How did you find me, Mel? I really thought that I had a good hiding spot this time.”
She trills and pecks my pinky, obviously hungry. I laugh. “Looking for handouts? You know I don’t have anything. Mum keeps that stuff under look and key.”
Melody flaps her wings a little and sticks out her leg. I notice a red ribbon and untie it. When it falls into my hand, I notice that a letter has been folded about a million times and carefully taped to the ribbon. Melody relaxes, her burden gone. She flies onto my shoulder and buries her tiny body into my hair. I absently stroke her stomach as I start to read the note.
Darcy Sora Willow-
Skip cleaning tonight- it can wait until later. Your father and I have something to discuss with you. Love,
Henrietta Goldie Willow (your mum)
My heart sinks. When Mum uses full names, she’s dead serious. I just turned fifteen, so I guess that I should’ve been expecting this. I remember when Samara turned fifteen and left us. I was young- probably only about seven. I remember that night. My mother’s eyes were overflowing with tears of joy. My silent father had pride in his eyes as he said gruffly, “You’ve done well. You’ll be a good brownie.” I was sulking the whole night. I didn’t really understand why Samara was leaving. I know now that at fifteen, all brownies leave to find a master of their own. But I thought that she just wanted to go and leave me alone. I sat in the corner all night and pouted, wiping away tears that I wouldn’t let anyone see.
Samara had given up on getting me to talk to her. She was about to leave when I stood and sobbed, “Wait!! Samara, stop! Don’t leave!” She halted and I flung myself into her arms. I cried onto her shoulder and choked, “Why do you want to leave me?” Her eyes filled for the first time that night. She rubbed my back and replied, “It’s not goodbye, Darcy. It’s ‘see you later.’” I sniffed.
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
I hugged her as tight as my tiny seven-year old arms could and said, “I love you, Sam.” She hugged me back. “I love you too.” I remember stand

Amanda

9/5/2012 09:42:54 am

Dusk is arriving.
I watched it through the spaces of the branches. With every little bit that the sun sunk, so did my heart. I fingered the bottom of my dress and pray that the night will never arrive.
It was one of the in-between times. Dusk isn’t day, but it isn’t night, either. Dawn is an in between time- so is the region between sleep and wakefulness. In the mortal world, not much is mine. So I take what I can, and the in between times belong to me.
The shopkeeper’s boys are playing outside. It’s a rough game, but it looks fun. I watch as the small one leaps onto the big one. He feigns hurt and collapses. The young one laughs. I can’t hear it from here, but I have it memorized. I have everything about them memorized. How can I not? It’s my job.
Behind them, their door opens and a woman peeks out. Her blonde hair is coming out of its bun, but her blue eyes are smiling as she calls the boys in. The young boy gets in one more hit before running inside. The bigger one is slower. He stands, brushing the autumn leaves off of his burgundy sweater. He stops and looks around. For a second, his eyes seem to land on me. I draw back against the trunk, my heart pounding. I really have to be more careful.
He heads inside of his small house and I laugh, the danger gone. I abandon my careful position and flop against the tree, my foot dangling from my perch in the tree. I reach inside my pocket and curl my fingers around the only thing that I really own. It’s a mirror. My kind aren’t allowed to have them, but I got mine from the master. Well, not directly. One of his mirrors shattered. When Mother looked away, I grabbed a shard and slipped it into my pocket.
I admire it now, holding it up so as to get the best possible light. I take it all in- my brown hair, brown eyes, brown dress- brown everything. I don’t mind it, though. There are nice flecks of gold that lurk in the depths of my eyes. In bright light, they’re definitely very emphasized. I look different from most of the other brownies that I’ve ever met. The Kairghn brownies meet every year by the sea to discuss matters. Most brownies have crumpled brown faces, more bark than skin. The council suspects that my mom’s family mated with a human once in its history, so I have clear, smooth skin.
I’m lost in thought when I hear a soft cry of birdcall whistling through the trees. I look up and smile. I tuck my mirror into my pocket and cross my arms. It’s only a matter of time before Melody arrives.
I’m rewarded with a streak of yellow and black and that lands on my outstretched finger. I stroke the bird’s black head and tilt my head.
“How did you find me, Mel? I really thought that I had a good hiding spot this time.”
She trills and pecks my pinky, obviously hungry. I laugh. “Looking for handouts? You know I don’t have anything. Mum keeps that stuff under look and key.”
Melody flaps her wings a little and sticks out her leg. I notice a red ribbon and untie it. When it falls into my hand, I notice that a letter has been folded about a million times and carefully taped to the ribbon. Melody relaxes, her burden gone. She flies onto my shoulder and buries her tiny body into my hair. I absently stroke her stomach as I start to read the note.
Darcy Sora Willow-
Skip cleaning tonight- it can wait until later. Your father and I have something to discuss with you. Love,
Henrietta Goldie Willow (your mum)
My heart sinks. When Mum uses full names, she’s dead serious. I just turned fifteen, so I guess that I should’ve been expecting this. I remember when Samara turned fifteen and left us. I was young- probably only about seven. I remember that night. My mother’s eyes were overflowing with tears of joy. My silent father had pride in his eyes as he said gruffly, “You’ve done well. You’ll be a good brownie.” I was sulking the whole night. I didn’t really understand why Samara was leaving. I know now that at fifteen, all brownies leave to find a master of their own. But I thought that she just wanted to go and leave me alone. I sat in the corner all night and pouted, wiping away tears that I wouldn’t let anyone see.
Samara had given up on getting me to talk to her. She was about to leave when I stood and sobbed, “Wait!! Samara, stop! Don’t leave!” She halted and I flung myself into her arms. I cried onto her shoulder and choked, “Why do you want to leave me?” Her eyes filled for the first time that night. She rubbed my back and replied, “It’s not goodbye, Darcy. It’s ‘see you later.’” I sniffed.
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
I hugged her as tight as my tiny seven-year old arms could and said, “I love you, Sammie.” She hugged me back. “I love you too.” I remember st

Amanda

9/5/2012 09:44:13 am

.” I remember standing at the only window in our house and watching her go, remaining long after she left. I remember my tiny heart aching. It felt like a piece of my heart had been ripped out.
And now it’s my turn

More development with Darcy in chapter two.

MangoSpark

9/5/2012 10:20:12 am

They giggled. And I heard the sound and rushes of mills. I turned and ripped upon the top buttons of my shirt. I jogged to the mill. ''Any help mi'lady's? I asked in a mock polite voice. I started working productively. The sun went down and turned a savannah orange. ''Dusk'', I murmured checking my watch. The bustling crowds headed towards the door and I waited, I had to do some exploring. I scanned the hills, I saw Shoelaces laying down in the sun, besides that nothing. I headed towards the door. I halted, I saw something in the corner that fluttered down. I squinted hard it was - white. I walked towards it and kneeled down to pick it up. I flipped it over - it was white lined paper with cramped small piece of script. I read it, it said - The capital, is where you seek everything. ''The capital is where you seek everything'', I murmured. I spun my head around, silence. I slid out the door and ran as fast as I could to Ma Johnson's house. This was definitely not normal. I said a quick hello and bounded up the stairs to read it again. I flopped on the bed and put my hair back. I read it over and over again murmuring it quietly to myself about it. Thoughts swum in my head, I mean, what could it mean? I sighed and laid it down. I rested my head down on my hands and stood up for dinner. I came down to smell rice and steak steaming up my nose. I inhaled it like a candle. ''Are you OK, Zayn? You ran up in a such a hurry....'' ''Yeah, I'm uh, fine'', I replied shaking the thoughts out of my mind. ''VICTORIA'', Ma Johnson called impatiently. ''DINNER!'' She yelled at the stairs. Victoria came bounding down the steps. ''Sorry, Mum!'' She said apologetically. ''Hello. Zander!'' Victoria said beaming towards me. ''It's, uh, Zayn'', I said. ''Oh, sorry!'' She blushed, embarrassed.

Hare

9/5/2012 10:24:58 am

The 'capital' is Hamadryades. Not everyone has to refer to it as such, but that's what Trippet calls it.

Hare

9/5/2012 11:25:56 am

BTW which chapters am I gonna be in charge of? Like, am I doing 1, 4, 7, 10, etc. or 2, 5, 8, 11 etc. or 3, 6, 9, 12, etc?

Colbra

9/5/2012 11:42:14 am

O ok and idk

bg9

9/6/2012 09:07:01 am

oooh, okay… wit chapter r u on mango? i know I'm chap. 6…. so, how do our characters meet, exactly?

Hare

9/6/2012 10:59:27 am

Do you think Trippet should just get to the capital or have an encounter with his evil double??? It's a little early but I think that it would be interesting...

MangoSpark

9/7/2012 05:41:53 am

Is what I wrote OK? And, I'm fourth.

Amanda

9/7/2012 08:25:59 am

I'm fourth... I think you're third, Mango. :O)

Colbra

9/8/2012 01:25:40 am

I'm second

bg90

9/10/2012 06:51:09 am

okay, kewl. and do ALL our characters have a double twin? and the summary, again? :/

Hare

9/10/2012 09:37:36 am

First, again, not everyone is doing a chapter. It would get confusing. Only three of us are going to be doing chapters. Honestly, tell me four, five, six perspectives wouldn't confuse you.
Second, yes, all six of us have evil doubles.
Third, am I gonna be first, second or third??

MangoSpark

9/11/2012 06:46:01 am

Hare, you are first, Colbra second, Amanda third. I don't have to do one...

Hare

9/11/2012 09:30:00 am

That works...and Mango, if you want to do one, than that's fine. And I was thinking that if ( hopefully, we do) we made more books, we could switch out roles. As in, different people would edit/write/do other necessary book-making-related stuff each time, ya know?

Amanda

9/11/2012 09:34:22 am

Actually, Mango, you can have my spot and I'd happily take editing :) I have loads of homework every night, plus I made the musical (which practices every day after school). If we make other books, I'll take a main perspective then.

MangoSpark

9/12/2012 06:35:26 am

Thats very kind of you, but thank you, I'm fine. So, Colbra, Amanda and Hare has done theirs. So, I was thinking someone could type everything we have so far on one piece? Hope it's not too much....

bg09

9/12/2012 08:00:28 am

what am i going to do? I'm just really confused. and i don't have to stay here. i mean, you guys will do fine without me. i just created a character and won't do any good editing…

Colbra

9/12/2012 08:52:12 am

I haven't written a chapter yet! I am going to tonight after I finish my math hw!

Hare

9/12/2012 09:45:33 am

bg09, if you really are no good at writing and editing, than how else can you get better than by doing it? Even just critiquing is fine, helping-us-wise.

Colbra

9/12/2012 11:08:08 am

Here's my chapter:

Something was wrong.
With that thought I sat up in my bed, suddenly wide awake. I stood up and pulled back my curtains. The usually sunny day with a cool breeze and wispy clouds. That wasn't the problem.
I still had that feeling though. It was more like something nagging at me in my head and my stomach felt weird. I thought maybe I was just hungry, imagining things. Man was I wrong.
I practically flew downstairs, ( ok that was an understatement, I didn't feel like walking so I fluttered downstairs with my wings ) and realized I was the only one awake. I grabbed the pancake mix and turned on the griddle, but that gut feeling still burned in my chest. As I was cooking my breakfast, I felt a strange presence, but saw nothing. Something grabbed at my arms, making me lose concentration and flip the pancake all the way to the ceiling. I turned to see my pesky little sister and gave her a stern look.
"Stop that! You know I hate when you do that!"
She just smirked, "Sorry! It's not my fault you're so paranoid! Scaredy cat!"

( look I gtg, dealing with someting! I'll finish later )

Hare

9/14/2012 06:25:06 am

( Good, so far, it seems. Though with only a bit, it's hard to say...and it's fine if you have other, more important things. I'm assuming everyone here is not a robot and has some kind of life. XD )

MangoSpark

9/14/2012 11:15:43 pm

Yeah, I'll just try an edit people's work. I think Amanda's and Hare's are great. But, I won't post unless I really need to.

Colbra

9/15/2012 12:32:07 am

( ok I'm gonna do a lil more but I gtg soon! )

I rolled my eyes as she skipped away. She was such a pest sometimes. As I sat down and started eating I still had that feeling. I thought maybe my sister, Callie, was right, maybe I was paranoid.
My kitten, Mazie, jumped up on the table and purred loudly. We were out of cat food, of course. I had to go into town. I finished up my breakfast and left a note saying I was going into town. I quickly dressed and walked out the door.
Traunpha is a wonderful place, sunny skies, cool breeze. But even the fresh air didn't shake the feeling. I ignored it and walked into town, running right into Kylie, my best friend.
"Hey!" I said with a smile.
She returned the smile and replied, "Hey! What are you up to?"
"Oh Mazie just needs food, if I don't get it now she'll never leave me alone!"

( sry gtg again )

Colbra

9/15/2012 01:59:02 am

( nvm I'm here )

"Oh, I understand, well I should let you get on your way! See you around!"
"Bye!" I said as I kept walking towards the center of town. There wasn't a ton, but there was just enough to support the town. It was so peaceful, making it even weirder that I still had a strange feeling. I walked into the store and grabbed some more pancake mix, considering some of mine was now on the ceiling. As I walked to the back of the store I saw someone who looked strangely familar peeking out from a shelf. But as soon as I looked over the figure ducked out of the way. When I got to the back of the store, I saw an old mam take the last bag of cat food, even though he had a ton already.
"Hey! Can I at least have one of those bags?!" I yelled as he simply scurried away. I groaned and bought the pancake mix then walked out of the store. I went into every other store in town and found the same man taking every bag of cat food. I groaned loudly and bought a water and an apple, I was going to need it for the trip. I flew down to the train station and texted my mom that I was going into the capital. I saw the fimiliar figure again. I gasped with realization. She looked just like me.
As soon as I gasped she ran off and I ran after her.

( gtg again )

Hare

9/15/2012 05:04:15 am

( That old man likes his cat food, huh? And I figured we wouldn't have cell phones and stuff. And even if we did, how much reception would you get in the middle of a forest? And the capital seems a pretty distant place to go, just for cat food...I'm sorry, I am such a critic over everything...I watch Project Runway and I am just like 'That dress is so unique' or 'That outfit is soooo drab and gray' out loud XD )

Colbra

9/15/2012 05:06:33 am

Something was wrong.
With that thought I sat up in my bed, suddenly wide awake. I stood up and pulled back my curtains. The usually sunny day with a cool breeze and wispy clouds. That wasn't the problem.
I still had that feeling though. It was more like something nagging at me in my head and my stomach felt weird. I thought maybe I was just hungry, imagining things. Man was I wrong.
I practically flew downstairs, ( ok that was an understatement, I didn't feel like walking so I fluttered downstairs with my wings ) and realized I was the only one awake. I grabbed the pancake mix and turned on the griddle, but that gut feeling still burned in my chest. As I was cooking my breakfast, I felt a strange presence, but saw nothing. Something grabbed at my arms, making me lose concentration and flip the pancake all the way to the ceiling. I turned to see my pesky little sister and gave her a stern look.
"Stop that! You know I hate when you do that!"
She just smirked, "Sorry! It's not my fault you're so paranoid! Scaredy cat!"
I rolled my eyes as she skipped away. She was such a pest sometimes. As I sat down and started eating I still had that feeling. I thought maybe my sister, Callie, was right, maybe I was paranoid.
My kitten, Mazie, jumped up on the table and purred loudly. We were out of cat food, of course. I had to go into town. I finished up my breakfast and left a note saying I was going into town. I quickly dressed and walked out the door.
Traunpha is a wonderful place, sunny skies, cool breeze. But even the fresh air didn't shake the feeling. I ignored it and walked into town, running right into Kylie, my best friend.
"Hey!" I said with a smile.
She returned the smile and replied, "Hey! What are you up to?"
"Oh Mazie just needs food, if I don't get it now she'll never leave me alone!"
"Oh, I understand, well I should let you get on your way! See you around!"
"Bye!" I said as I kept walking towards the center of town. There wasn't a ton, but there was just enough to support the town. It was so peaceful, making it even weirder that I still had a strange feeling. I walked into the store and grabbed some more pancake mix, considering some of mine was now on the ceiling. As I walked to the back of the store I saw someone who looked strangely familar peeking out from a shelf. But as soon as I looked over the figure ducked out of the way. When I got to the back of the store, I saw an old mam take the last bag of cat food, even though he had a ton already.
"Hey! Can I at least have one of those bags?!" I yelled as he simply scurried away. I groaned and bought the pancake mix then walked out of the store. I went into every other store in town and found the same man taking every bag of cat food. I groaned loudly and bought a water and an apple, I was going to need it for the trip. I flew down to the train station and texted my mom that I was going into the Capital. I saw the fimiliar figure again. I gasped with realization. She looked just like me.
As soon as I gasped she ran off and I ran after her.
( here's the next part )
I chased her around mobs of people and down stairs, and straight into the bathroom. I opened the door and saw her standing there with her back to me. I ran forward and she turned around and grabbed my arm then looked me straight in the eyes and said, "You didn't see me." Then everything went black.
When I woke up I was laying on the bathroom floor with a pounding headache. I couldn't remember why I had fainted, I must have hit my head on the door. I still felt pressure on my wrist where someone had grabbed me. Then it hit me, I remembered the person, but couldn't remember what she looked like. Everytime I tried to remember I felt a sharp pain in my head. I decided to forget it and get to the train before it left. I ran back upstairs and as I got on the train I thought I saw a familiar figure peeking out from around the corner. I realized it was the person who grabbed me. I was about to jump out when the train doors shut, and the person ran off. With a sigh I sat down for the train ride to the Capital.

( Is that ok or should it b longer

Colbra

9/15/2012 05:11:36 am

Well the old man I was thinking could b the dumbledore kinda figure, trying to get us all to meet in the capital. And ok I can scratch the cell phone part. And well they all need to go to the capital so I figured that was why she needed to go.

So heres my chapter but if it needs to b longer I can make it longer:

Colbra

9/15/2012 05:12:55 am

Something was wrong.
With that thought I sat up in my bed, suddenly wide awake. I stood up and pulled back my curtains. The usually sunny day with a cool breeze and wispy clouds. That wasn't the problem.
I still had that feeling though. It was more like something nagging at me in my head and my stomach felt weird. I thought maybe I was just hungry, imagining things. Man was I wrong.
I practically flew downstairs, ( ok that was an understatement, I didn't feel like walking so I fluttered downstairs with my wings ) and realized I was the only one awake. I grabbed the pancake mix and turned on the griddle, but that gut feeling still burned in my chest. As I was cooking my breakfast, I felt a strange presence, but saw nothing. Something grabbed at my arms, making me lose concentration and flip the pancake all the way to the ceiling. I turned to see my pesky little sister and gave her a stern look.
"Stop that! You know I hate when you do that!"
She just smirked, "Sorry! It's not my fault you're so paranoid! Scaredy cat!"
I rolled my eyes as she skipped away. She was such a pest sometimes. As I sat down and started eating I still had that feeling. I thought maybe my sister, Callie, was right, maybe I was paranoid.
My kitten, Mazie, jumped up on the table and purred loudly. We were out of cat food, of course. I had to go into town. I finished up my breakfast and left a note saying I was going into town. I quickly dressed and walked out the door.
Traunpha is a wonderful place, sunny skies, cool breeze. But even the fresh air didn't shake the feeling. I ignored it and walked into town, running right into Kylie, my best friend.
"Hey!" I said with a smile.
She returned the smile and replied, "Hey! What are you up to?"
"Oh Mazie just needs food, if I don't get it now she'll never leave me alone!"
"Oh, I understand, well I should let you get on your way! See you around!"
"Bye!" I said as I kept walking towards the center of town. There wasn't a ton, but there was just enough to support the town. It was so peaceful, making it even weirder that I still had a strange feeling. I walked into the store and grabbed some more pancake mix, considering some of mine was now on the ceiling. As I walked to the back of the store I saw someone who looked strangely familar peeking out from a shelf. But as soon as I looked over the figure ducked out of the way. When I got to the back of the store, I saw an old mam take the last bag of cat food, even though he had a ton already.
"Hey! Can I at least have one of those bags?!" I yelled as he simply scurried away. I groaned and bought the pancake mix then walked out of the store. I went into every other store in town and found the same man taking every bag of cat food. I groaned loudly and bought a water and an apple, I was going to need it for the trip. I flew down to the train station and bought my ticket. I saw the fimiliar figure again. I gasped with realization. She looked just like me.
As soon as I gasped she ran off and I ran after her.
I chased her around mobs of people and down stairs, and straight into the bathroom. I opened the door and saw her standing there with her back to me. I ran forward and she turned around and grabbed my arm then looked me straight in the eyes and said, "You didn't see me." Then everything went black.
When I woke up I was laying on the bathroom floor with a pounding headache. I couldn't remember why I had fainted, I must have hit my head on the door. I still felt pressure on my wrist where someone had grabbed me. Then it hit me, I remembered the person, but couldn't remember what she looked like. Everytime I tried to remember I felt a sharp pain in my head. I decided to forget it and get to the train before it left. I ran back upstairs and as I got on the train I thought I saw a familiar figure peeking out from around the corner. I realized it was the person who grabbed me. I was about to jump out when the train doors shut, and the person ran off. With a sigh I sat down for the train ride to the Capital.

Hare

9/15/2012 12:45:01 pm

( So, is everyone gonna have their own little 'Dumbledore' or is everyone but Trippet gonna have the same guy? And I'm sorry about being super-OCD, but sometimes I get like that XD )

Colbra

9/15/2012 11:51:03 pm

No I thought we all had the same one

MangoSpark

9/16/2012 12:47:20 am

Yeah, I thought you guys just meet us, or something, and we all have the same Dumbledore dude xD

Hare

9/16/2012 01:42:28 am

( OK, I just wanted to know. 'Cept Trippet has the faerie )

MangoSpark

9/17/2012 01:33:12 am

So, er, I need to know who I'll be meeting. But, I dunno if you guys will wanna include this but, yeah, I've already written my first page a couple posts back.....

This was the life, sunshine, cologne, food, and more sunshine. Just the place I wanted to be. I picked up an apple and fed it to a horse nearby that looked starving, I patted his head and jogged off to explore more. I ran into a young man supposedly in his thirties who I had never seen before. He looked up at me threateningly. ''Watch your way, boy!'' He snapped. I stared at his face hard, he gave me a steely glare back. I thought I saw some sort of aura, like the aura of death, and murder. I shook my head, it couldn't be. Was that my father? I quickly jogged away, tempted not to look back, but I did just once.
I headed off onto a merry cobble street with old victorian-style houses. I saw a very queer old hut with a sign that labelled:
Murray's Magic and Voodoo shop
I stared at it and walked in, I'd never seen this before. I looked at the old man on the seat staring at me eyes wide. ''By golly, no one has come here since 1932!'' He muttered. ''What do you seek, boy?'' I blurted out the thing that came to my mind, ''Whats my future, will I have to leave here, and whats the capital?'' The old man stared silently at me as if trying to soak my words in. ''Agatha must have sent you'', he breathed.
''You seek the capital.''

MangoSpark

9/17/2012 01:41:43 am

I stared back at him. He looked back. ''How do you know, sir?'' I asked awe-struck. ''Boy, I know everything.'' He replied with a mysterious grin. He walked back staggering a little and motioned for me to follow.
We walked and I soon began to see layers and layers of shelves as they were stuffed with different objects. I saw a book on Tiger-cats and he picked it up for me.
''For your pet.'' He said and walked off deeper into the store. The old man is crazy, I said to myself, it's probably just a cheap ripoff. He walked further in and came to a weapons corner. ''What weapon, boy?''
I scratched my head. ''Dunno.'' ''Well then, let's get you started.'' He picked up a big samurai sword and without even trying it on me he shook his head. He picked up broad swords and nodded his agreement.

MangoSpark

9/17/2012 02:26:23 am

He walked over to another corner in his very small rickety old desk. He dug through piles of paper and rusty old cabinets. ''Sir, what exactly are you doing?'' I asked staring at him curiously. ''Patience boy, patience, you have to leave fast'', he said still digging. ''Aha! I knew it'd be here somewhere!'' He said pulling out a crumpled piece of paper. I smoothed it out, it read:
TICKET FOR CAPITAL
PLATFORM 5
I read it over and over again, this man ought to be crazy.
I heard bloodthirsty screams and shouts. The man stood listening. The lights went on and off and he stood there worry in his eyes. ''BOY, YOU HAVE GOT TO LEAVE!'' He yelled. ''WHY?'' I shouted back. He bustled through and pushed me out. ''It's for the best'', he croaked. I knew I was in trouble. People were running all over the place as intruders galloped after them cursing when they missed. I turned to stare at the raid, sure enough the man was leading it, I knew he wasn't good. I ran and ran to the house to see Ma Johsnons terrified face.
''We're refugees.'' She said shakily.
And I was off to the capital.

Amanda

9/19/2012 10:00:22 am

Hey guys sorry I missed so much. I will write and try to catch up tomorrow.

Hare

9/28/2012 12:45:58 pm

( SORRY I HAVEN"T BEEN OOOOOOOOOOOON) ( I got grounded and school is a bit of a pain... )

MangoSpark

9/29/2012 06:42:29 am

OK then, can you please read my first page I wrote a while back and my second page just a couple posts back?

Hare

10/5/2012 06:14:28 am

( I read them. )

Haley

10/6/2012 07:47:06 am

Hi! I totally luv writing and this group seems sooooo awesome! Is there any particular way to join? Or do I just submit comments like this?

MangoSpark

10/6/2012 09:00:30 am

Haley, I'm not the leader or anything, Hare is but write now we're doing a collaboration story, ask Hare of you can join...

Hare

10/7/2012 12:27:11 pm

(If you want to help on the book, I don't know what to tell you. If you just want to post what you are writing for critique, just don't get offended when people comment honestly. )

MangoSpark

11/3/2012 12:39:23 pm

This group is getting REALLY inactive.....

Hare

11/12/2012 10:05:35 am

( Yeah....because the computer with my part of the book broke and my hard drive cord is I-don't-know-where. :P Who's gonna do chapter 4, by the way? )

MangoSpark

11/17/2012 11:48:46 pm

OK, um, so starts with Colbra, then you, then me, then Amanda......
Did my chapter, same with you, same with Colbra, it's Amanda.

Colbra

11/19/2012 10:29:38 am

Hey y'all it's meeee

shushrami

11/21/2012 12:23:51 pm

Would you guys be ok if I shared a couple of poems? I've got a few new ones... [ I'll just post them...Leave 'em here...]

Why?
Why do you insist on keeping me like this?
Treating me like a monster....
Why?
What did I ever to do you?
I do as you force me to.
I sing for those AWFUL crowds of people.
I put my heart and soul into it.
So why do you beat me?
I try and try.
But everyday, it's the same.
Whipped, starved, punished.
I'm not sure how much more I can take.
Am I still JUST a monster?
Is that all I am to you?
A freak?
Someone you shouldn't be within five feet?
A beast? Demon? Fiend?
A monstrosity?
Is that all I am to you?
Is just a circus monster?

I'm just going to leave this here.... * runs away and hides behind Russia *

MangoSpark

11/21/2012 10:53:01 pm

That was utterly......
AMAZING.
And, Amanda did hers it's just Sagirls....

MangoSpark

12/4/2012 01:41:25 am

I'm thinking someone should write what we have so far....
Any volunteers?
Cause I feel like it's just me here.

AngelicEra

12/6/2012 08:01:59 am

shushrami, is that anyhow based on Circus Monster? And if it is...OMG YOU WATCH VOCALOID AND HETALIA!!!!

MangoSpark

12/7/2012 11:55:42 pm

Guys, please, back to writing, anyone volunteering?

AngelicEra

12/8/2012 12:04:02 pm

Ano...I'm sooo lazy, I don't wanna...I really need to get focused though, I just started yet another story...(I've noticed that, even in first person, I have a lot of male main characters...I don't like being a girl... )

MangoSpark

12/11/2012 07:08:47 am

xD, me neither, I guess it's the thrill of being someone different.
So, maybe I'll try, for now it's just you and me.
Cnwi's active on this site, but not quite on this group.

cnwi

12/14/2012 08:34:46 am

no i always check this group it's just usually no one posts..

MangoSpark

12/14/2012 11:17:46 pm

Great, so we got our first chapters going.......

MangoSpark

3/29/2013 01:24:07 am

This group should have lived on.....

AngelicEra

4/1/2013 08:30:23 am

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Before I knew it, these groups went out of my daily schedule ;__;
Miss me, anyone? XD

colbra

4/2/2013 08:32:36 am

i did!! lol angie i got a facebook so u should message me lol

MangoSpark

4/6/2013 03:54:15 am

OMG, finally you people are here!!! AWESOMESAUCE

Amanda

6/2/2013 03:46:28 am

We really should write this more.

AngelicEra

7/23/2013 08:29:38 am

Y'know what.
I'm gonna magic

I'm going to get on here...DAILY!! *HUGE GASP*

Maybe

ALSO.
Thinking of maybe making a 'book' website since I'm sick of Wattpad's 'and like omg she went and dd this and so liek omg' and I'm sick of Wattpad's OD fanfics (I MEAN, SERIOUSLY!!!!)

And Anonkun is better but I want an actual story site.

AngelicEra

7/23/2013 08:30:51 am

And if I make a book website, I am gonna go to every freakin' page on this and be like 'HEY EVERYONE, CHECK THIS OUT!!!!"

XD

Shushrami

11/27/2013 03:09:24 am

POOF
SUDDENLY DEAD GROUP
SUDDENLY DEAD SITE

I've been writing A LOT more
Unfortunately I've been writing a lot of mature stuff
GUESS THAT MEANS IT'S NOT GOING UP HERE

MangoSpark AKA Starexplosion81

1/2/2014 01:37:11 pm

POOF, NEW WEBSITE
AKA Teenroleplay.webs.com -.-

Geez, I'm sorry, maybe I should just change the way I act just so you can post.
Go ahead, post, site's dead anyways o.o

Sorry about that, one of my rants….

Enjoy!

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