Kylie

Oooohh, this is such a fun topic. I loved reading y’all’s ideas. And @trailblazer, I know that game! We have it, I think. The story is really cool.

The first story that I ever wrote (that I can remember) was about a cat. I don’t remember the cat’s name (or his friends’ names) but it involved rescuing another cat from a tree and the most anticlima…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle @theshadow @keilah-h @koshka @whalekeeper

The final two chapters of Part 1 are out! I did tag a few of you on Docs, but I just wanted to let you know on here since I didn’t post yesterday. KP wasn’t working. 🙁

@liberty

It looks great!! Ellette has a character named Beric too. XD

@linus-smallprint

I didn’t get the first notification! I’ll try to remember to look at it when I have a chance.

@theducktator Glitter? XD that’s definitely how my dad would feel about the stuff.

@whalekeeper @loopylin @raxforge

Sypher

A field day? So…a day out in a grassy field. Or, not quite a field. The strange faced lady swung herself up in a tree as the earlier chaos ensued.

Ellie appeared beside him, and set her backpack down, one hand…[Read more]

@loopylin

Ellie always gets it

@theducktator

Woww Celarent.. 🤣 Looks like you disapprove of change.

Even the teacher was in a tree.

I think my brain needs rewiring. Reading this, I immediately pictured Barnes as a stuck cat. With sophisticated cat clothes and everything.

@elishavet-pidyon

Your style is so smooth and descriptive. 😊

It’s barely working on my end. @godlyfantasy12 I’m sorry for responding an hour late because that’s how long it took to get in.

@ellette-giselle

I love her.

Thanks XD I felt like we needed at least one secretly kind adult on this rp.

@keilah-h

I hope the problems straighten out soon. I saw Reagan Ramm visited last week.

My internet connection with this website is abhorrent. It took ten minutes to just load into the main page. Wyoh, if thou watchest over me, go haunt someone else.

@loopylin @raxforge @koshka

Barnes

“Hey, Miss Teacher?” One of the smallest girls asked. “Why did we leave the classroom?”

Barnes, meanwhile, was setting up her file cabinet under a…[Read more]

@whalekeeper @raxforge @loopylin

Oh goodness. XD

Sypher

The white faced woman stood at the front of the room. Syph slowly followed suit. Guppies, but those shadowed eyes were unnerving. He dropped the pearly water twist he’d been fidgeting with. It dissolved into air before it reached the ground.

Outside? Back into the sunshine and fresh air?…[Read more]

Barnes

When Barnes entered her classroom, none of the students noticed.

The desk layout was in shambles. Some kids had taken marker to board, and drawn creatures only dreamed of by psychotic three -year-olds. Levitated elements and paper airplanes drifted across the room.

“I see you’ve all been busy,” Barnes said. This is going to be a long…[Read more]

@raxforge @theducktator

Marcel

“You’re welcome, Celarent.” Marcel winked, although his mouth stayed in a determined line. He pulled his hand back and continued onward.

They made it to class without any more fighting. The room was already full, and a little chaotic, so Marcel had to take a seat by nobody he knew.

Ahh, here we go. @loopylin @koshka @raxforge the Twins, Syph, Rax, and Ben are in the same class as I’m going to describe. (It’ll take a couple posts to see what I mean.)

Barnes
Barnes was only a few doors away from her class, when her way was aggressively blocked by another female teacher. Barnes stepped left and right, but was only faced wit…[Read more]

I’m scrolling to find the right tags but my wifi is fried 🫠

*blink*

That was weird.

Flipping through the pages of this RP feeling rather like a spy as I try to hunt down my errant water sprite.

Not sure where he is rn.

Flipping through the pages of this RP feeling rather like a spy as I try to hunt down my errant water sprite. As if I don’t have an essay to write, ect.

Not sure where he is rn. Not sure where I left him.

@ellette-giselle

Leo

Hmm. True freedom.

Leo waited for Rory to catch up, mind whirring. He took a breath to answer, then paused, looking for the right words. Slowly, carefully, he tried to explain.

“There are different kinds of Freedom. The political kind usually means liberty to pursue your own dreams and live your life, even make your own…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Poor kid. He’d probably think sidewalk chalk was a crime

Leo

“Agents?” Leo looked up from the tile. Rory was watching him with large, confused eyes.

“Eh, no. Not what you call Agents. There were–are–plenty of special ops soldiers in the army, but they weren’t murderers and kidnappers like your Agents. They were just…[Read more]