Ello, all peoples of this tag list!
I’m just saying, but we’re at 218 people. That’s a lot. We have grown since Salty first started this. Go us! If you’d like to join, please just ask- I want to get to 220 before I leave.
How’s your week been? Any news? I had an awful headache from Monday to Thursday, which is never fun. But my teachers seem like…[Read more]
Awwww I’ll miss you Fudge! :”( I remember when we made it to 190 people…*sighs* all memories now.
Happy birthday, all! (Is it weird I was yelling that last night in my sleep? My sister was freaking out and I was screaming it. XD)
NINE POUNDS, NINE POUNDS?????? PEOPLE, NO! THAT’S A LOT OF PICKLE JARS!!!
Hmmmmm, I think Sophie would win the f…[Read more]
Making it to 190 was amazing. We actually threw a party when we reached 150, that was awesome.
(You know, that’s not that weird. My sister once counted down from ten in a very perky voice, that was weird.)
Ooh, that’s a fair point. I do think she’d freak out if she got food on her clothing, though.
I’m going to miss you too, Gabby <3
I’ll miss you, Fudge. *huggles* I really will. But you’ll be in my heart forever. And NINE POUNDS OF PICKLES. Some people don’t like pickles, so that means there are people who consume OVER 9 pounds of pickles. How. Just how. And I’m kinda voting for Hester to win the fight, if she gets in it. Well, I’ve been busy with my show (last night was…[Read more]
*I hug you tightly* And I’ll miss you, Maddie. I’ll be on the Snek server, though, so you’ll still be able to reach me.
I know. Too many pickles.
Ooh, good luck with it! I’m sure you’ll do amazingly <3 Headaches suck, I won’t deny it.
That is exhausting. I cannot imagine.
I’ll miss you Fudge!! You are an amazing friend, and an amazing leader. I hope that life treats you well. I guess sometimes, even the best princesses outgrow their castles. (I’m literally crying!!) *Huggles)
Love you, Toffee. I’ll miss you so much. Thanks for all the laughs and all the memories. They mean more to me than you could ever know.
Dot would definitely win. She wouldn’t be fazed by all the food getting flung at her and she could just turn it all to chocolate.
We love you, Fudge! Oh oof that does not sound fun. I’m glad you feel better now.
We’re thinking pickles are delicious. I mean, we eat them on burgers and stuff, and spread out through the year, it isn’t like one day we sit down and eat nine pounds of just pickles—
I think the Coven would team up and utterly destroy everyon…[Read more]
I LOVE pickles!!!
a true American
I don’t remember which number I was when I joined the council (probably in 40-60 range or something)
We’ll all miss you Fudge!!
You really are XDXD
You were actually the 18th person to join, which is uber impressive.
I’ll miss you too!
oh really? I had no idea!! I do remember Salty making the council though so it makes sense…also just realized that (as of yesterday) I’m now a fourth year!
A fond farewell to you, we really have been through alot. I hope you stay safe and live life to its fullest.
Do you ever just, wonder if Salty will come back one day and be proud as to how much the council has grown?
*there aren’t any*
*wonders if I should leave my update as a simple farewell or make it a from what I can r…[Read more]
*jumps up and down*
Clarisse is fantastic in this song and you cannot tell me otherwise.
I think about that too, sometimes. I hope that she does one day and is proud and happy with how the council is- regardless of who’s leading.
Build-a-Bear is awesome. I haven’t been in ages because it’s expensive, but it’s amazing. And hey, it’s better than being annoyed at the sheer amount of promoting.
Your dreams are sheer weirdness. I’ll miss…[Read more]
My week’s been fine. I just finished my diary (filled the notebook) so that was bittersweet. Sorry about the headache, that’s annoying. But I’m glad you like your teachers!
Listen, I’m American, and I hardly like pickles. They’re too sour. Well, I like sweet pickles, like the ones my grandma makes.
I think Merlin would win at a…[Read more]
That is bittersweet, yeah…
Sweet pickles are good yes, but nine pounds? Still seems insane to me.
Ooh, that’s a very good point. I may have to change my mind.
She’s a leader, and is willing to stand up for what she believes in- even while listening to the other side of an argument.
I love you too, Effie <3 And I care. I care.
i’ll miss you so so so so much, Fudgey. you’re fr one of the best people i’ve ever known and i’ll just miss you so much. thank you for everything <3 love you to the moon and back
*I hug you tightly*
You’ll still see me around on the Snek server. And thank you. Love you to beyond the stars <3
I’ll miss you so so much, Kira. I hope we can still talk sometimes, getting to know you has been amazing. You’re one of the funniest, smartest, kindest people I know. Love you always <33
So umm… am I “long term subbing” next week? Because this kind of just got real and I’m freaking out a bit.
I’m not late today! Kinda sorta. It’s still Saturday. It’s fine.
Americans do love pickles. I for one, have a love hate relationship. I like pickles but also can’t stand them.
Someone said they thought the coven would team up and b…[Read more]
As your resident personification of the cleverest witch of her age, I feel the need to share that it is Hermione Granger’s birthday! I believe she’ll be 41? But I could be wrong with the math.
This is my first full week of school. I get to go in 3 days this week, so that’s lovely.
Um… my grandma’s starting chemotherapy again. So if you’re…[Read more]
I think so, yeah. Until the rest of the people start helping out, I know things’ll be different for a while.
You’re on time, it’s fine!
Why? That is my question. Why do you both love and hate pickles?
Somehow, I’m not surprised.
I don’t actually know. Happy birthday, Hermione!
I’ll pray for her <3
It really has hit hard… hopefully everything…[Read more]
Cool. I’m everyone’s favorite sub!
They have a good flavor and taste good on hamburgers but they make your mouth all sour and puckery and squirmy and all.
Yayyyyy! It’s gonna involve a ton of Google-form-making though.
You are the best sub. Hands down.
That is true. Pickles are weird. Good, but weird.
Ooh, Google forms. Tell me moreeee
So… the description says “rule the court of public opinion” and its exactly what it sounds like. There is question like “can you where denim with denim?” Or “pancakes are better than waffles” and you debate them, and then you have to vote. You can vote once, twice or three times, but you only get a certain amount of votes, so I…[Read more]
Even though I don’t know you very well I’m going to miss you a lot.
Good luck with life!
I’ll miss you too, Coco. Good luck with life, not that I think you’ll need it <3
I don’t question your judgement and good luck Bailey and ev’ryone else, but why (that’s my curiousity)?
Bailey has proven again and again that she’s a leader. Though I disagree with some of her views, I respect her. I want to see where she goes with this.
As for everyone else, there’s a spark of leadership in them. A drive to do the best job possible, and to be there for people.
Awww fudge…. we’ll miss you so,so much. Love you to the stars and back<3 and remember that we care<3
Wow….. 9 pounds? Pickles are amazing but I can't believe that. I have no words with that one.
Dot would win all the way! But then, Agatha would also be amazing while Sophie would try to defend herself eith cucumbers. You know what? The hat…[Read more]
I’ll miss you, Lady. To beyond the stars <3
I know. Me neither.
Ooh that is an unfairly good point.
I'm glad it's less stressful, that must be nice.
My week was good. I don’t really have any news.
That’s a awful lot of pickles.
Hmm… I feel like Dot would win.
I’ll miss you a lot, Fudge. Love you to the stars and back <3 Good life with life!
It really is. Too many pickles.
I’ll miss you too, Pink. DM me if you need anything. Good luck with life! I don’t think you’ll need it, but a little luck never hurt <3
Pickles are not my favorite. I do agree that Agatha could beat most people, but if it’s gross food Dot has the advantage, since she could just turn everything to chocolate.
Little side note for those who care:
I’m going to be doing my goodbye post sometime in the next week, most likely. Keep half an eye on my activity if you want to see it
I’ll make sure to look out for it
let the spoeing begin
I’ll look for it! It’s sad, but better than leaving without a goodbye. <3
First ever council post and I’m late
This is a nice trend
I have realized that with the insane amount of schoolwork I have, I’m going to have to quit football. My mom is very happy about this. (“You have such a good head, and you wanna ruin it playing football?”)
It’s been two weeks, and we’re already back to virtual school. That was short lived.…[Read more]
Eh, it’s fine. Erin’s late 90% of the time.
Ack, I’m sorry about that.
Geez why am I always the bad example?!
I was practically early last time and this time!
I was perfectly on time when open chat was still here! And before you took the fun out of it, I even beat you here at least twice.
*has just realised that your avatars are tge same but with different colours*
Dovey I havent been on much but tbh havent seen you that doc 2 years ago..m
oh yes the doc 🙂 yeah I don’t rp anymore so I’m mostly just answering questions in the website question forum…
hehehehe there were actually multiple docs during the golden age, the first one was made by Salty (the original leader and founder of the council) but was deleted when she had to leave so Liv made another one
oh a great variety of comments, rants, exclamations, quokka pictures, the doc that Salty12 made was over 400 pages long (I think)
you know what? i may or may not still have the doc. we’ll see….
So this is the link for it but ivy put a comment at the top but it seems like all the pages are gone https://docs.google.com/document/d/14YpjkPK72AnQyAygn2G8DYhVFI9wWEPmPvq8r5GDgPQ/edit?usp=drivesdk
all the ******* pages are gone the comments say it’s not related to text and i cannot
I put a note at the top
did you write in red? I can see Ivy’s note and someone else’s note that’s in red…
Okay, I figured out how to restore the doc. I can’t because my internet’s not great, so it just keeps loading, but if you go to File in the top left corner, and then hover your mouse over Version History, and then you click on See Version History, you can restore a past version of the document.
Just so you know, it didn’t copy the comments.
Here it is:
OMG P YOU ARE MY LORD AND SAVIOR!! ❤
i made the note in red btw and omg should we reboot it and start using it again
It all began in the chat section of the House RP doc. Lilybug noticed that there was an anonymous animal who didn’t show themselves and asked who it was. Somehow the conversation switched from it being one of the rpers to animals to Lilybug’s goats. One of the goats is named Cookies ‘N Cream, so that’s where the name came from. Also, the…[Read more]
ALRIGHTY IMMA NEED A LOST OF SUSPECTS AND A BRIGHT LIGHT TO SHINE IN THEIR FACES STAT
They’re on Maria’s doc and I NEED TO KNOW WHO THEY ARE. So I’ll spoe or something. I need to knoe (it was purposeful-I’ve given in to the typo).
(As a spoe, you must use the official terminology: tyspoe not typo)
*teleports to an interrogation room*
AIGHT SOMEONE GIVE ME AN EXTREMELY BRIGHT LIGHT TO SHINE IN PEOPLE’S EYE’S WHILE I YELL QUESTIONS AT THEM
SO IS COOKIES N CREAM BRAINWASHED YOU THEN YOU MUST KNOW SOMETHING
SIT IN THE INTERROGATION CHAIR NOW
OKAY SO WHY AM I SITTING HERE WHEN I SHOULD BE TRYING TO GET MY SPLIT
WELL TECHNICALLY WE SHOULD BOTH BE SLEEPING BUT START TALKING
HOW DID COOKIES N CREAM BRAINWASH YOU
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT IT
WHO DO YOU SUSPECT IS THE GOAT
GAHHHH I WASN’T BRAINWASHED. ALL I KNOW IS THAT SHE KIDDED LAST MARCH!!! AND SHE GOT MASTITIS
THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT A BRAINWASHED PERSON WOULD SAY
START TALKING ABOUT WHO YOU SUSPECT OR I WILL SHINE A BRIGHT LIGHT IN YOUR EYES
WHY WOULD I BE A GOAT
WE’VE ALREADY ESTABLISHED I AM NOT A VAMPIRE, DEER, CAKE, AND ETC
I CAN ADD GOAT TO THAT LIST NOW
WHO ARE YOUR MAIN 5 SUSPECTS
Well your suspects would have to be from the time you were active seeing as they were on the doc with us
A) I haven’t been active lately B) I hardly know anyone on the site anymore C) @cookiesncrem
As it seems they weren’t active during the House RP which means it couldn’t have been them.
I’ll look into those 2.
NOW TELL ME HOW THEY BRAINWASHED YOU
IDK UMMMM I PLAYED WITH PISTACHIO AND CARMEL BUT I HAVENT TOUCHED COOKIES IN WEEKS
THAT MUST BE HOW THEY GOT TO YOU
ALL THE GOATS HAVE A CONNECTION WITH COOKIES N CREAM AS THEIR LEADER
THE 2 YOU PLAYED WITH SECRETLY BRAINWASHED YOU
YOU ARE FREE TO GO FOR THE TIME BEING WHILE I WORK THIS OUT
ALSO I WILL BE NEEDING A BRIGHT LIGHT, RED STRING, A CORK BOARD, AND LOTS OF PINS
Okay so our new info:
– Cookies N Cream is the leader of the goats who is trying to control Hailee by brainwashing her
– Pink and Goatgirl are current main suspects
– Interrogating people at 1am is very fun
– Pistachio and Caramel are 2 goats in Cookies N Cream’s group
– Hailee might name all her goats after ice cream flavors
I have no idea. I don’t think you’re a suspect because you don’t spoe Ree, so you couldn’t have seen the doc link.
Well if Cookies N Cream is their mom then of course they’re working with her. So they brainwashed Hailee for their mom and they are now called the Ice Cream Squad
If someone has been brainwashed then it is illogical to trust them, as their answers are likely to be filtered.
Back to the interrogation room. PINK SIT IN THE INTERROGATION CHAIR
PINK WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE GOATS
START TALKING OR I WILL BRING IN NEW TACTICS
YOU WERE THERR WHEN THIS ALL BEGAN
WHY DID THEY QUOTE CHICKEN LITTLE
Because they like dramatic quotes and Chicken Little and talking in all caps
When you show up on a doc, on the top right, your profile pic shows up too. There were two anonymous animals, both teal- and that could only be because they were the same person.
Huh? To the best of my knowledge, that doesn’t mean anything. The colours are sometimes the same.
Isn’t it obvious? Cookies ‘n Cream the goat and I are the same person
Hmm I find it strange that you would keep this a secret for so long and then choose now to bring it up. Especially when one could easily lie. I find this very suspicious.
It is very…fishy. I have many questions.
Why would one keep up an illusion for so long and only reveal the truth now?
But why today? Wouldn’t you have made it a more dramatic reveal? Where’s the proof of you being Cookies n Cream? Evidence?
That isn’t an answer. This remains a mystery and I come to the conclusion, for now, that whilst Pink is the main suspect it is likely that CnC is somebody else.
Either that or this is just anticlimactic.
You shall find out soon. For now, go back to the waiting room while I interrogate the next person.
SIT IN THE INTERROGATION CHAIR
WHEN ELY GETS BACK YOU ARE BEING INTERROGATED
Would you care to give me an example?
*reads one of the many scenes where Ruby insults the Silent G*
*puts music away*
NO MY BAG IS TOO IMPORTANT. I NEVER LET OTHER PEOPLE TAKE IT. NO EXCEPTIONS
THEN SHOW US WHAT IS IN IT
WOULD YOU RATHER I COME TAKE IT MYSELF
THE ONLY THINGS IN HERE ARE MY BOOKS, NOTEBOOKS, HOMEWORK, PENS, WRAPPERS, RULER, PENCILS, PHONE, EARPHONES AND CHARGER.
*I gasp offendedly*
I WOULD NEVER DO ANY SUCH THING! THEY’RE JUST RANDOMISH THINGS! AND DRAWINGS. AND EMBARRASING THINGS I WROTE WHEN I WAS 9!
BUT WHAT IS THIS CORK BOARD? AND CATS SAID THAT THEY MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE SOME FUN! SO THAT’S TERRIFYING!
WHAT TIME DID YOU JOIN THE SITE COCO
AND IF YOU ARE IN THE WAITING ROOM YOU BETTER STAY THERE
*idly looks at fingernails*
I mean, if you wanna live in fear, that’s your prerogative.
Why don’t you just disappear or something?
Wait a minute-
Hopefully this place isn’t magic proof
COCO YOU ARE CLEARED TO WAIT IN THE WAITING ROOM SINCE YOU HAVE A DECENT ALIBI
PINK I SWEAR DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT LEAVING YOU ARE STILL A SUSPECT
Disappear at your own risk, just know tracking is a game to me.
NO PINK YOU WILL SEE
Nothing to do with anything, but I have to get this off my chest: BRADY IS SUC.KING TODAY! HAHAHAHA! Tho he did just throw a TD a few minutes ago
That’s cuz you don’t follow football, you… you… FOREIGNER
IF YOU ARE REFERRING TO TOM THEN S.CREW HIM BUT HE DID LEAVE THE TEAM EVERYONE HATES SO IT WORKED OUT
TRUE, BUT THE PATS WON ANYWAYS WITH CAM, IF THE PATRIOTS WIN ANOTHER SB, I’M SUING THE NFL FOR BEING MEAN
IF THE DEFLATRIOTS WIN ANOTHER SB I SWEAR I WILL SUE THEN FOR CHEATING AND TAKE THEIR SB RING BACK
Ah well my Britishness comes in handy sometimes. And even if I did live in America I wouldn’t give a flying fig because I don’t care about sports in that way.
AND GIVE IT TO THE PATRIOTS! YOU JUST WATCH, WE’RE WINNING IT ALL THIS YEAR
YOU’RE FOR THE STEELERS TOO
WE ARE WINNING THIS YEAR
BRINGING BACK OUR STEEL CURTAIN! TJ WATT SHOULD’VE BEEN LAST YEAR’S DPOY
You will find out most likely later today. Next person to interrogate…
HAILEE GET BACK IN THE CHAIR THERE ARE NEW QUESTIONS TO BE ASKED
How do we unbrainwash the person in question? Is there a reversal process?
I don’t believe we do, instead you use interrogation tactics that she probs won’t enjoy.
*gets my book on Curses, Secret Accounts and Spells*
Secret accounts you say? HAILEE HOLD UP WAIT
COCO GET BACK IN THE CHAIR
Aw shucks. No I mean like investigating secret accounts (nice save).
*I shine an even brighter light in your eyes*
WHAT DO YIU HAVE THAT BOOK FOR
WHO CARES ABOUT EYESIGHT
START TALKING ABOUT OLD ACCOUNTS AND SECTET ACCOUNTS
I CARE ABOUT MY EYESIGHT.
I KNOW NOTHING OF THE SUBJECTS YOU SPEAK OF. I HAVE ONLY REACHED PAGE 17.
WHAT WAS IN THE BOOK
WHAT ARE THE OTHER BOOKS YOU HAVE
WHY WERE YOU TALKING ABOUT PREVIOUS ACCOUNTS
ANSWER THE QUESTIONS
SPELLS AND STUFF
I DON’T HAVE PREVIOUS ACCOUNTS *sweats and gulps*
IF YOU WERE INNOCENT YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO KEEP YOUR COOL SINCE IT WOULD BE THE TRUTH
OR ELSE CATS AND I WILL COME UP WITH A VERY PAINFUL TORTURE METHOD JUST FOR YOU
BELIEVE ME IT WON’T BE ETERNAL
YOU EITHER GIVE UP THE INFO OR END UP DYING
CHILD DO YOU REALLY WANT TO SAY I CANNOT FIGURE OUT A WAY TO KILL YOU
I THOUGHT VAMPIRES WERE UNKILLABLE:(
OH WELL LOOKS LIKE I’M DYING. ENGRAVE ‘CALL ME CASEY. CASEY MORGAN.’ ON MY COFFIN (PREFERABLY MADE OF CUCUMBERS)
IT’S AN HONOUR TO BE MURDERED
THERE IS ALSO GENETIC TORTURE WHOCH IS PROBS WHAT I WILL DONIF WE END UP KILLING YOU
IT BASICALLY MEANS IF YOU DO NOT START TALKING I WILL MAKE TORTURING YOU INTO AN EXPERIMENTAL GAME
YAYYYYY LET;S START THE GAME! I’LL FINALLY KNOW WHAT HAPPENS AFTER DEATH!
I have school tomorrow:(
I suppose I shall have to be tortured at a later stage in life
We have a plan, lucky you! *I strap your wrists and ankles to a platform*
Hmph I hoped to be beheaded or killed in a more *turns up nose haughtily* neat way. This leaves evidence and evidence is not good. A nice, clean murder is wearing gloves and leaving no trace. I see no gloves and I can see loose ends.
No one said we were trying to get away with a clean murder, just needed to get the info.
Hmph I will make my death as dramatic as possible.
I will go down in FASHIONNN. IN THE FINEST STYLE.
I have no idea who cookies n cream is, apart from CnC being a goat. In my opinion, goats are very distasteful. And the name Cookies n Cream is rather vulgar. Oh please. A refined vampire such as myself would never dream of such a disgrace to my…[Read more]
And that’s all the info we needed. Would like to die or wait in the waiting room?
I gave you 2 choices, you chose a mix of the 2 which wasn’t allowed, so you get executed.
And yet I never said it was allowed. We can continue like this until I get bored enough or you could pick.
However, you never said it was not allowed.
(I don’t mind continuing, I just have some extent of pity for people’s notifs.)
I beg to differ, my good fellow. *i strap your wrists and ankles back to the platform and put a magic-preventing bubble around you*
I’m very upset about this. I come from a famed, respected bloodline who would not appreciate this. I am minor spoe royalty, and the Queen of the kingdoms Cucumber and Cheese.
*I sigh* Very well then-cover this up as a car accident or drowning. *I look at my old-fashioned watch* And do be quick about this-I’m due to be at a conference in half an…[Read more]
Maybe, but Cats is the OG spoe, the Spoe Queen. Anything xe does automatically overrules you.
*sigh* Oh well, guess I’ll just settle for Queen of Cucumbers, Queen of Lettuce and a few others.
Also ack ack ack am I getting pronouns wrong? Please tell me if I’m getting pronouns wrong:(
Me- lollll idrk I hate making decisions that define me and stuff but I’ll go with she, her
Pen- (I think you are respectfully non-binary, if I…[Read more]
Hmph I am not. Give me a few minutes to get my allies to back me up. As VAMPIRE QUEEN I COMMAND THAT YOU DO NOT MURDER ME FOR A DAY, UNTIL THERE IS MORE INPUT.
And even if I am overruled, please go with the flipping stake, I don’t want to be blown up and so on. Also, how will you get rid of my vampirity? Please don’t. If you must, do away with the immortality.
Child you can ask nearly anything and they’ll tell you I’m a vamp (which I am not to be clear to those people *fake cough* Kristina *fake cough*) and child I don’t take orders. I barely take suggestions.
You do realize that works with spoes too right. You literally just agreed with me.
*reposts* No. I want to at least have a chance.
*kicks self* Should have known it was a trap.
Said it before and I’ll say it again: You running or fighting back just makes it more fun for us
No it isn’t. SOMEONE might decide to hop in and help in. *coughSOMEONEHOPINANDSAVEMEcough*
*shrugs* The more people there are to fight, the more fun it is! *I pull out a chainsaw*
Chainsaws are fun and effective. Listen, when you’re not the one getting murdered, maybe you can suggest weapon choices.
And we clearly don’t need any to put any effort into your death, it’s too easy
Hmph it’s only fair. I want my killing to involve a KATANNAAAAA.
*cri* I want my murdering to be professional. *calls murderer and asks them to kill you and then kill me*
No criticizing the person murdering you. *I wave my finger glow to zip your lips, waving for Pen to continue*
Thank you, Cats. *I raise the chainsaw, turn it on, and cut your leg off, leaving a b.loody, mangled stump*
Legs are overrated. And it’s only fair, seeing as you will be killing me.
Great, time for the real fun part!
*I cut long slices down your body with a silver knife so they won’t heal*
This will be fun. *I hollow out each section with the knife very slowly, making sure to keep you alive, but just barely*
Hmm better attempt, but I would much prefer a katana or long sword. Or, for that matter, sword of almost any type.
*I then pull out a needle, some silver filament thread, and silver zippers. I see the zippers to your body and zip you back up*
*wonders how to make you mortal again*
Wait I can kill you?
You never said being here automatically rusts my weapons or anything, so…
*I cut your head off with my katana, which was hidden in my boot and long socks*
*I blow a whistle*
Not quite how it works. 3 comment rule stands, aka you can’t kill anyone in one comment like that. You have to attack, let them defend. If they successfully defend then you have to start all 3 comments while avoiding dying.
Ah fine. I only cut Pen’s head off. Pen can easily say that *insert pronoun* can survive without *insert pronoun* head. And I made Pen a vampire anyways, so Pen is not dead.
(They use they/them pronouns)
Not quite. Magically growing back heads is OP and vampires are killed by beheading SO
*I snap my fingers and you both appear across from each other in the room from before, Coco with open zippers, Pen a few feet away*
Hmph fair enough but we’re supposed to be immortal.
NOOOOOOO I’M LATE, LATE FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE.
*I run away again and cast a spell that makes people unable to bring me back to certain places*
I can’t be late. As I have already informed you, respectable vampires such as myself are not supposed to be late. I feel that this has…[Read more]
*I grin* Thanks, Cats. Coco, you’re clearly not one of the major goddesses. So what are you the goddess of?
“As I have already informed you, respectable vampires such as myself” okay so you’re a goddess once again
Okay then. How does one transform from a vampire to a goddess? Also I remind you once more that you’re zipped up with silver zippers and part of you is unzipped, which means you’re suffering from severe ichor/blood loss.
You took away my immortality, right?
And oh well *Tabernela carries me out*
Thanks. I’ve always wanted to be unconscious.
Well logically speaking it wasn’t stripped, you got rid of it purely on your own.
I interviewed CnC and they told me something and did something that is either a huge coincidence or a significant piece of evidence.
Well I interviewed CnC, as I told you, and found out several things. They did something that required them going on the doc. Unbeknownst to CnC, I had the tab open. Now here is where I could be wrong- I webt onto the doc at the same time as CnC and I saw their email. Now, thus may not seem like a key point, but I had seen someone else on the doc…[Read more]
I mean the interview made it clear, but I hesitate when speaking up about evidence because I don’t wanna be wrong:(
She won’t be able to see that. It’s my activity, so she doesn’t have anyway of seeing it unless she checks my activity.
it wasn’t pinkpanda, it was this kingofstories dude. (also i’m pretty sure they were like eight or nine)
Who said anything about a boy? Girls are kind and cute too.
Sorry, but no. I haven’t even known you for a full 12 hours and you don’t know me too well. Plus, I don’t know how old you are, you don’t know how old I am, etc
Why do you have a crush on me? (Sry, I’m curious, normally people don’t)
You’d be surprised to see me interact with certain people if you think I’m nice.
I kinda wanna see Hort get his frog pj’s back from Sophie and just have a moment.
Oi, how’s it hanging, did cats mention her activity spies?
Oh, by the way, did Cats mention the activity spies?
ah, I assume Cats forgot to mention all her activity spies.
And me too!
(The spies are as bugged by the grammar as Cats)
*I have detected multiple grammar errors in this conversation*
Indeed I do. I tend to cause chaos around the site and a lot of people keep a close eye on my activity in case I start anything.
Hello! *barfing emoji* I also feel sick like I am on a cloud.
Yup. Kingsorstorys, these are a about 1/130 of my activity spies. Just wait until some other people come online, we still have the rest of the Sneks, the Evs who like fights, some of the people on the other side of the world, etc
Ooh, spoes, I would love to hear about these spoes! Please do tell me more!
Then I’ll have more information to get from my spying from the great cloud I’m barfing on with Jess!
also I promise I’m not a roadman, I’m just saying… I am single in gender and testing patients!
This is the second time you have fainted, are you feeling okay? I suggest getting medical attention.
if you were a candy what candy would you be? Cotton candy?
I’m the queen of **** and it is NOT A NICE PLACE
We love being wierd spoes! It’s so much more fun than misspelling things, fainting, and barfing on clouds!
Oh, yes, meet the sneks! You might know us as the spoes, tho. I’m Blondie
HI I AM COVE BESPELKER
YOU GET A SMOOTHIE
YOU GET A SMOOTHIE
YOU GET A SMOOTHIE
No, that’s just the ones who are online rn. There are still a ton of Sneks who will come, some oldie Evs who don’t trust me, a few random people, etc
Heyyy are you single in gender? I’d love to puke on a cloud with you, kingsofstorys
Like I said, they’re spied. They’re always here, and they tend to comment randomly in private conversations.
They don’t have a leader, per say. It’s just kinda a thing to spy on my activity for some reason. Also, BOW BEFORE HER HIGHNESS COVE!!
*I whisper* “Cove is the queen of bespelk, be warned” *I run away to a safe distance*
Cove is the queen. I don’t dare say-
*My eyes widen and I sprint away*
SPOES SPOES SPOES
JEES JEES JEES
YAAMS YAAMS YAAMS
BLOONDIE BLOONDIE BLOONDIE
LEELIAA LEELIAA LEELIAA
GRCAE GRCAE GRCAE
BOW BEFORE HER PEASANT!!! (No, I can’t make them leave, they’ll still get notifs for this post now that they commented)
Oopsies you were just hitting on our sis Cats, thought we’d join in the fun 🙂
After all, all of the spoes wanted to come **** on clouds with you!
b.arf oopsiedasies, the censoring system must have not wanted us on those clouds with you!
They aren’t gonna leave, trust me. And no, only a couple of them are Nevs, some are 5050, some are Evs.
Hmm… Well, I’m 50/50, but fighting sounds so fun, I think I will!
*swirls air into a ball and prepares it for becoming a cannonball-like thing*
Oh, little grasshopper, it doesn’t quite work like that.
*puts on an old crown*
Hey bebe do you know who you’re fighting with? Do you even know who we are?
*Summons pounds of sticky rope and ties you to the wall, holding a sword to your throat* Clowns can’t help you now, can they?
Is eating all that’s in your “never” repertoire, little grasshopper?
No I can’t bc Cove is the queen of that realm, they’re u see her control
That isn’t correct, little grasshopper.
We’re 50/50. We don’t have a side.
Little grasshopper, how can you turn everything to ice? Your talent is eating and drinking, not ice powers.
Ur gonna fight me?
I’m 5050 you’re gonna fight me? I thought you were giving us heart emojis just then🥺🥺
Ah, yes, yes grasshoppers are delicious!
Tons of protein as well!
It’s like Gordon Ramsey made them specifically for cooking!
do u even skate?
*jumps on the ice leaving ice shards flying in all directions*
Honey do you even know what a real witch is? Name any kind of magick, I dare you. Name the properties of malachite. Name the magick always properties of cinnamon. Name a card in a tarot deck. Honey, do you even know that witches are real?
Who needs skating when you can float?
*I float just above the ice, still fencing the ant on the ground*
*Another spoe floats in on a cloud*
Hey! Um… *surveys the chaos*
Well, to start, unless it’s a special kind of eating (i.e. replicating anything you eat, turning food to stone, making food bombs, etc.), eating can’t really be your talent. Not sure what else is really going on but I hear something about a fight?
But don’t try to eat the ant I’m fencing- he has feelings too, you know
bruv tu es un peu fou to think that you can do that lool wasn’t ur talent to eat food?
*Sits down on the sidelines with popcorn.* idk who to fight with or root for…
Bye!!*Waves cheerily and then shuffles over to Cats * Feel like sharing?
Yo, I’m married to hades so technically I’m your mom. YOU ARE GROUNDED GO TO YOUR ROOM YOUNG LADY
No, I exist, tho I don’t only watch Cats. I regularly stalk other activities. So, yeah [signing off catchphrase]
I am one of the thousand activity spies. And I am only 305 comments late.
I mean someone was just hitting on our dear friend Cats of course I was gonna join the fun-
I’m doing pretty crappy, but we do be vibin tho *Does a peace sign*
hello my spoes! welcome to the activity stalking partayyyyy
I mean, when your activity produces gems like this, who wouldn’t want to stalk you?
I watched all of this as it happened but I didn’t want to jump in. i’ll be sure to join next time.
I can literally never have private convos save for Discord XD
Hwhhehehhe. I was legit trying to get to class, then I see this and im like “DaAAAAAaaAAAAMMMMM”
This entire post is a journey and I don’t understand any of it
one of the five signs of a spoe
1: they’re commenting in an activity post they weren’t tagged in
2: they wON’T STOP COMMENTING
3: here for the tea sis
4: always willing to chip in their opinions
5: *to the jeopardy theme song* doo doo doo do do doo doo dooooooo
doo doo do do dOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO do do do do do
doo doo doo do do doo…[Read more]
*announcer voice* THIS! IS! JJJJJEEEEEEOOOOOOPPPPPPAAAARDYYYYYYYYYY! AND OUR SPOES FOR THUS EVENING! *points at us*
Of course spoes can’t stop commenting, spoes are spoes.
First you don’t know what Vine is, and now you don’t know what Jeapordy is???? Pink, how have your parents been raising you?!?!
Yeah, I’m doing okay. I baked some zucchini-cinnamon bread today, it was good.
The amount of grammatical errors tho…. that’s one of my pet peeves and I was screaming ****** murder internally
This is a very concerning conversation also creepy to
Why are people bar.fing on clouds?
Im gonna sit here and eat food and keep re reading this wack conversation
Did the kid ever get banned? Or did they just not come back?
Someone reported them but they haven’t been kicked/banned, just haven’t come back
I am backkkk, happy to see you Pink! I made an account because I realized I needed somewhere to read Soman’s blogs lol
I didn’t actually read this whole thing, all that I’ve deduced is that there are many spoes? What actually happened?
Someone was hitting on Cats, so all her activity stalkers started commenting and now it’s just sorta one big ‘ole mess of crazy
ew omg someone was HITTING ON CATS? were they reported?
AND YESSSS COVE I’M BACKKKK I MISSED YOU TOO
I have no clue if they were reported, but it’s at the very top so if you wanna read it scroll up
They were reported by @/princezzdot as having multiple accounts and admitting it, the replies also mentioned this weird convo.
BLONDIE HIIIIIIII I AM HERE
that’s my name, don’t wear it outttt
AAAAAAH GINNY I MISSED YOU TOO, WE DO NEED TO TALK MORE
I’m glad to see all y’all!
AAAAAAH AS WELL
You don’t even know how much I’ve missed you.
in general I’ve been fine, desperately trying to find a bass player so I can start a band. but I mean I also developed panic attacks during quarantine so–
how are you?
ugh I’m so sorry Av, I get it, if you need to talk to me you can *big hug*
(by the way, sorry to everyone who’s notifications are piling up because of this)
aaaah all of y’all spoes are so niceeee
it’s been a while since all of us have written together, maybe we should do that sometime?
GREAT IDEA! I was just thinking about the elementals rp the other day
yessss we should write something. the elementals rp would be so fun to revive, though we’d likely have to restart, I think a bunch of the members left.
Activity Spoes to the end! (I’m a newbie and proud.) What IS our anthem? We need to write one!
To the tune of “You will be found” from Dear Evan Hansen, we might have to rewrite it so that the syllables fit though…
Have you ever felt like nobody was there?
Have you ever had a fight in the middle of your activity?
Have you ever felt like you could shed a tear?
Like you could yell as loud as you can, and no one would hear?
Well, let that lonely feeling wash away
Maybe there’s a reason to believe you are not alone
‘Cause when you don’t feel strong enough to…[Read more]
though maybe we could do a better job on the rhyme. Here, I’ll make a doc to write it on!
I know I’m late but: HELLO. *shoves popcorn into mouth*. I is a spoe
*Alex, Ace and I chant too*
SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE
SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEE
Y’ALL WE’RE ALMOST AT 500 COMMENTS!! WE GOTTA KEEP THIS GOIN’ ‘TIL THEN
COME ON GUYS! SIX MORE COMMENTS! WE CAN KILL CATS’ NOTIFS!
My activity tends to have some interesting stuff to say the least
Meh, I think Catsrule has a great one. We could always just comment on it with a thing about spoes
Hey I’m interviewing spoes about this for the newspaper so if everyone could give me your take on this?
Welcome! I’m the Spoesy Queen Cats, nice to have you in the Spoe kingdom.
I said this earlier, but velcome to the club! I’m the nerdiest spoe, Lily, and also an officer in the Spoe City Police Department (SCPD).
Welcome new spoe! I’m the head spoe assassin and detective
SPOE! I’m the capri sun mascot spoe, welcome to the squad!
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417, not bad, SPOE CLUB!
SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE SPOE…[Read more]
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Such an iconic one in the site
After all, tis the post where spoes were created
MOM NU. You have amazing ideas! For example: Letting us adopt a million dogs, letting Cats teach me and Bri how to shoot a gun, etting Kate be Auntie Kate, and so many more that I just can’t think of because brain is stups
I think I’m going to ask how Cats knows how to shoot a gun, but don’t tell me. I’m not sure I want to know. XD.
We’ve all learned not to ask. Too much of a chance of weirdness and fun XD
My Dream SGE Movie Cast
Sophie: Lyliana Wray
Young Sophie (for the Book 3 flashback): Cameron Seely
Agatha: Ava Acres
Young Agatha (for the Book 3 flashback): Aria Lyric Leabu
Tedros: Jaeden Lieberher
Hester: Olivia Rodrigo
Anadil: Angourie Rice
Dot: Sydney Wade
Mona: Rowan Blanchard
Weak Hort: August Maturo
Strong Hort: Peyton Wich
You put so much thought into that!! Great job!!!
Isn’t Cameron Seely 13 and Sophie in flashbacks is 3, 7 and 10. Aria Lyric Leabu is 11 and Agatha is 5 in the flashback. Peyton Meyer is a bit too old for Vex. Nathan Gamble is a bit too old for Chaddick. Thomas Brodie-Sangster is too old for Tristan. Brenna D’Amico is too old for Valentina.
Cameron Seely is 13, but that child looks like she’s 8 or 9. Same with Aria.
*the room goes dark, and a hologram appears*
*the hologram shows an attractive teenage girl, with blue eyes, pale skin, a slim figure, long sharp nails, and long wavy brown hair with red-gold highlights, wearing a diamond tiara, sparkly makeup, red nail polish, a jeweled choker necklace, and a peacock-feather dress (made by magic, no peacocks…[Read more]
Let’s get these out of the way so you can learn some things about how the site works, before we get into the whole “food fights, parties, bloodbaths, imaginary friends, aliens, Bee Movie, and the like” kind of stuff.
See how I keep typing in bold? You can also do italics and
strikethrough. The way to do this is with HTML tags! b…[Read more]
Can you have friend requests and follow each other? Sorry, I’m new
how come my italics don’t cross over when I copy and paste from a google doc?
To make italics, you just have to put , then your text that you want to be italicized, then , just without the commas.
It’s really pretty simple.
Bold is the same, just with b’s instead of i’s!<b
And no, you can’t friend other users or follow people, just because it isn’t a feature of the site. Also, some people might get sad because they don’t have as many friends or followers as other people. You can check activities periodically if you really want to see what another user is up to, and activity-stalking is a frequent hobby of mine.
I still don’t really understand how the code works. Is anyone else confused?
-for bold do <b>(insert text here)</b>
-for italics do <i>(insert text here)</i>
-for strikethrough do <del>(insert text here)</del>
SGE chatting code:
type the letter to left of the letter on your keyboard that you want, SGE would be AFW because A is the letter to the left of S, F is the letter to the left of G, and W is the…[Read more]
@evergirl391 this website requires manual html for bold, italicized, or crossed out words. You can write the html in google docs and then put everything into the text box for posting, or add it in right before you post it.
<b>(put your text here)</b>
<i>(put your text here)</i>
<del>(put your text here)</del>
Hope that…[Read more]
Thx, that (and the rest of this) was very helpful! Although I’ve been signed up for a year (and am TOTALLY OBSESSED with SGE), I haven’t spent much time on this website, so your pointers are like an actually worth reading handbook. 🙂 @catsruleforever
Food Fight Guide
Sooner or later you WILL get caught up in a food fight. And trust me, I remember when those got hundreds of comments and ended in the area being destroyed and everyone being killed over and over again in very inventive ways!
So here’s my tip for food fights: GET CREATIVE. Don’t stop at just throwing food and calling it a day.…[Read more]
Where do we start a food fight?i saw other people try, and people were like,”please don’t do that!”
Do it in your activity and tag a bunch of random people or just say food fight in your activity for any spoes
You’re also inevitably going to attend a site party! And since the only limit here is your imagination, you don’t have to worry about things like noise complaints or the police or getting tired or what is and isn’t legal or whether something is dangerous.
Partying is more than just describing decor, putting links to music, and…[Read more]
Oh, and don’t drink, or if you really want to, don’t make it obvious that you’re drinking alcohol. You’re probably underage, there’s people as young as 8 on here, and soda makes just as good a party drink (and a much tastier one. I know, I stole my mom’s ***** IRL and it tasted vile.)
Why yes, this DOES apply to real life as well. But that’s not…[Read more]
Help! Bloodthirsty Nevers Are Trying To Kill Me In Inventive And Gory Ways!
On this site, either you’re one of the psychopathic Nevers running around planning ways to kill people in increasingly creative and R-rated ways, or you’re one of the targets. The majority of us on here are the latter, myself included. And as someone who has participated…[Read more]
I have NO IDEA what your talking about. How do you even DO this? It sounds fun but I am REALLY CONFUSED>
Um so I and some other users are mentally insane and randomly start fights. To do motions, you use *’s like this: *I throw mashed potatoes at y’all* but in the non food-fights fights, it’s a lot bloodier than that.
I’m pretty sure she’s talking about in group role plays I mean it makes the most sense.
ummm technically sophie was the one who first turned weapons into daisies
Imaginary Friends And Companions
Quite a few site users have created/included imaginary friends or pets that share their account and act as either sidekicks or the other half of a duo! Twig and Berry popularized the imaginary friend idea (name a more iconic duo… i’ll wait) while the pets thing was started by me, although my cat Cupcake Jones is…[Read more]
I’m waiting for the perfect moment to reveal my imaginary companion
Same here Princess, same here (what I said sounds like something from an action movie lol)
Bob The Alien And Piece 12 Of The Puzzle
You know those little swan icons? As you may or may not know, they’re part of a puzzle game on the site, and when you click them, you unlock another piece of the image! …except that piece 12 is nowhere to be found. In fact, no site user has ever found it. Try. Scour the entire site. It’s nowhere.
A few…[Read more]
Bee Movie Quoting: A Run-Down
The first thing you heard when you came here was probably “don’t quote the bee movie or shadows will attack us”. Many newbies see this and then instantly quote the bee movie to see what happens. I’m telling you right now not to do that.
Yes, you WILL get attacked by shadows, and sometimes a mass of sentient…[Read more]
You’re really good at welcoming people Cats.
“ Um so I and some other users are mentally insane and randomly start fights.”
Well, congratulations! You’ve reached the end of The Newbie’s Guide To Surviving Open Chat! Now go on out there, live it up, play genre roulette, commit some war crimes, have some supernatural encounters, and partake in the craziness! Remember: the only limit is your imagination!
*the hologram of me stands up and the hologram of my cat hops on my…[Read more]
where can you find open chat and get to all these parties and stuff your’e talking about?
Open Chat used to be a forum on this site where you could do pretty much whatever you wanted as long as it was kind and inoffensive, but it was taken down temporarily because there was a virus in the forum.
It has been seven and a half months.
I have suffered.
Angel, Jim says that they’ve found a way to fix the problem and open chat will be back soon
(I was thinking of commenting this when I first found it but then didn’t because I didn’t want to cause too much chaos but oh well)
THAT. WAS. AMAZING!!!! I am definitely going to be using some of those, “Help! Bloodthirsty Nevers Are Trying To Kill Me In Inventive And Gory Ways!” ideas. *I laugh nervously* I seem to get myself into a lot of RP…[Read more]
(They also said that seven and a half months ago but oh well)
THANK YOU SO MUCH I NEEDED TO KNOW ALL OF THIS AND I WILL BE USING IT
There are so many old people on this comment thread it makes me nostalgic
I’m graduating next month and it’s surREAL
Wait do you graduate after 3rd year or 4th? I mean you go on your quest after 3rd but idk if that counts…
Anyway, I will finish my 4th year in May.
This is her…3rd of 4th? account. The others stopped working. (@fudgepop9)
Yeah, my fourth.
Also, Cats, do you remember when you and the others bet on what my username would be if this account broke down?
does it specify what year your in? I don’t see that anywhere……
I can’t believe I just saw this post now, but it is officially an amazing guide.
Activity spoes/spies (whichever you prefer, but spoes is better):
We scroll through people’s activity and gasp at the tea and comment on private stuff BECAUSE WE CAN!!!!
Five signs of an activity spoe:
1: They’re commenting on something in your activity they weren’t tagged for.
2: They wON’T STOP COMMENTING.
3: They are not afraid to…[Read more]
Hi so… Graduating? What? Can you help me understand this?
*looks at my white deer with choco horns and silver wings*
*Suddenly notices cracks in room*
*becomes shadow, starts using da void against dem becuz imma skilled darkness expert*
We even have a spoe club! Should I put the link of the doc here then?
well obviously with the spoe thing because there’s kinda a post all about them if you scroll up, and coincidentally my nickname is Luna too. It’s not my real name, but I prefer to not give out my name to random people and it’s just a name I really like
you know its kind of wierd that people keep commenting on the middle of this so the conversations are being split apart and its beggining to slowly make way less sense
yay i figured out the code i have a ton of my own codes tho
also is anyone else annoyed that you comment on this post even once and get notifications whenever someone else posts on it?
yes its pretty annoying to see that all my notifs are not really about something i need to know
but it said she left in 2019 and joined in 2016. that means she left before she graduated
but in looking at the avatars in the small thing you can’t tell the difference
I get it. also are you on a device capable of going onto google docs?
Since habit rules me, I sleep through my alarm. But since insanity rules Eya, she operates as my alarm clock by waking me up. “I’m awake!” I yell, shoving her off of me. She giggles, smacking a clock off my table and running away.
I walk into the academy, on high alert. My eyes scan everywhere for exits, threats, and weapons. It’s my first day here and I’m already at it. I know there are many other powerful people here. I make sure my psychic block is still in place, strengthened by the mind stone. Only the best empaths or telepaths could get in, and with the…[Read more]
I wake up bright and early, already getting nervous about the days events. I dart to the kitchen, and, while reading a book, of course, get out a Pop Tart for breakfast.
I look at my dad as I climb into his Nissan with Eya. “Shouldn’t you buy a new car? You’re the god of thunder.” I make a face at him.
“And?” He makes a face back at me. Sighing, I buckle my seatbelt. “Shouldn’t you have…I don’t know…a chariot or something?” I ask.
“A Nissan is the same thing.” He shrugs, driving off to school.
“Have fun at school! Don’t kill anybody!”
“Alright, alright.” I laugh and fly to the school, bag and pop tarts in hand. “Hello, new school. Time to have another social outcast added to your ranks.”
“You’ll be fine!”
I turn to my mom, who’s smiling at me broadly. My dad, who has assumed his human face and is standing next to her, pats me on the shoulder. “Go on,” he urges, nudging me towards the entrance of the highschool.
“And no magic!” my mom calls over my shoulder. I run back to her, give her and dad a quick hug, and dart into…[Read more]
I survey a blond boy who pulls up with his Father in an ****… nissan? It looks to be. I realized that the Father was Thor, and the blond boy must have been his son. His arrogant body language and cocky smile was off-putting, and I disliked him immediately.
I survey the halls. I wonder if anyone thinks I’m a guy, with the new haircut and all. I take a bite of the pop tart and turn to see…Idon in a Nissan? He’s never gonna hear the end of this one.
I notice a girl with a cute pixie cut standing near the entrance, looking at the Nissan. Perhaps she is disgusted by it as well, although she looks it with some familiarity… Ah. They must have some sort of relation. Not siblings… best friends? Cousins? Ah yes, Thor had a brother. Loki. This must be his kid.
(y’all imma make Adri a little more like me and make her pop up behind people a lot)
I stepped out of the black limo, waving goodbye to our driver. I shrugged and walked into the door, surveying the room.
I climb out of the car after waving goodbye to my family, looking around. The school is rather grand, and my cocky smile tells that I’m proud I got in. I look around at the students and I brighten when I see a familiar face. “Kris!”
Another girl walked in the door, and I immediately felt the power radiating from her. This girl was like no other. She was dangerous, but powerful. For a second, I was scared. then I remembered I could pluck her soul from her body without thinking, a reassuring thought.
I cup a hand over my mouth and shout, “Hey, Blondie! Did you miss me?”
I walked around, waves off excitement hitting me. Then… pride. From the blonde haired one near the door.
The girl was a mutant with psionic abilities, I realized. She probably wouldnt be able to break the block, but I had to be cautious. I heard shouts, and figured out that pixie cut was Kris, and the blond boy seemed to be nicknamed Blondie. Go figure.
I turned to a girl that seemed to be eyeing me. Feeling awkward, I lifted my left hand to my temples and became cloaked, so she couldn’t read my mind nor see me. Awkward wasn’t really my thing.
The girl I had been watching disappeared. Curious. She was intriguing. I may not be able to see her, but I could easily hear and smell her presence. I walked toward her.
I look around. Three more people catch my eye. A girl with fiery red hair…dangerous. Another girl with brown hair…also dangerous. A girl who’s looking at my pop tart like it’s a bomb…probably also dangerous. Everyone here could be and most likely is a threat. Well, what else is new?
“Yeah, I did. What’s up, ‘***?” I grin, sauntering over to my cousin.
“The sky. What else?” I deadpan, then mess up his hair with a grin. “I sorta missed you as well. How’s your sister?”
Dang it, senses are a thing with this girl. She came straight toward me and I lowered my hand, letting her see me, keeping a straight face.
I cocked my head, surveying this girl. Threat Level: Midnight. (SOMEBODY GET THAT REFERENCE).
“Hello.” I said stoically.
“Hi.” I say, studying the girls face. Her emotions were dry, just plain serious like my own, but she had something blocking off her thoughts from other people.
“Sorta?” I scoff, holing my arm around her. “Eya’s fine. Still a little ball of insanity, but fine.”
“When is she not? Defacing more property?” (Your chapter reference from the og op) I snicker. “And fine. I missed you. A lot.”
“She sure is.” I sigh, before grinning at her. “Aw, I knew it.” I ruffle her hair in payback. She’s the only one that’s allowed to touch my hair.
I glare at him and smooth out my hair. “Don’t touch my hair. It was just cut and it actually looks nice.” I smile at the girl I waved over. “Hello, you are…?”
“Do I know her?” I ask Kristal in a whisper that isn’t a whisper because I have a naturally loud voice.
So she wasn’t going to reveal anything quickly. Clever. “And who might you be?”
“You do now. I’m trying to make a friend.” I whisper back, in an actual whisper. I stand up tall and give a small smile. “I’m Kristal Rose. This is my cousin, Idon.” Nobody needs to know my lineage, if they don’t already do.
“Hey.” I offer the girl, Vanya, a smile and see her watching the Pop Tart. “Ooh, got any more?” I grin, digging through my cousin’s backpack.
“Here’s some Midgardian gold.” I hand them both one. “And, Blondie, don’t dig through my bag. My daggers are in there. Wouldn’t want you to lose a finger.”
“The true good of Midgard.” I sigh, biting into the Pop Tart. “I don’t lose fingers. You know I’ve had many encounters with sharp objects. Look at my hands.” I waggle my fingers at her.
I laugh. “No, Vanya, it’s not gold. I mean that it’s really good.”
“It’s like a flat, crunchy cake with perfection in the middle.” I sigh contently, stuffing the rest of the Pop Tart in my mouth.
“It’s a flat, cookie like thing frosted with, well, frosting and filled with either a jam or custard.” I explain. “Along with what my cousin said.”
“Do you have more?” I grin excitedly, eying her backpack.
I shove the bag into his arms. “I brought a whole pack. Just don’t tell my dad. I may or may not have forgotten to mention that I took them.”
“Aren’t they good?” I grin at Vanya, pulling two more from my cousin’s bag. “Sly.” I punch Kris’s arm.
(also btw I’m about to go to dinner so I won’t be able to come on much until like 8/9 CST)
(Alright) I take out my daggers from the bag and secure them on myself. “I don’t trust you with those, both the pop tarts and the daggers.”
“Nice to meet you.” I nod my head. “A mutant, I’d assume? Psionic abilities, among… other things?”
“Didn’t catch your name.” I said, guessing she may be daughter of Gamora and someone else based on her looks. Not being able to read someone’s thoughts is weird.
“That’s because I didn’t give it.” I smirked, debating for a moment. This girl could make a good ally… or a dangerous enemy. “It’s Xyanna.” I said finally, trying to deduce this girls lineage.
“Cool.” I say, studying the girl some more. Adrianna could tell this girl wasn’t at the Academy but couldn’t quite place her. Gamora, for sure, the features said it all, but she didn’t feel like prying into her head, especially on the first day of school.
“So, how did you get here? Parents drop you off?” I asked casually, knowing that the question itself was anything but casual.
“Got dropped off, you?” I asked, refraining from saying anything she didn’t need to know.
I look at the clothes, trying to deduce where she’s from. Seems like a bit more of a dark place than the city. (you’re gonna have to take the lead on the convo, Adri doesn’t talk much)
“So, who did you train under?” This girl is good, really not giving away anything. It only increases my curiosity, however, and I can be quite persistent when needed.
“Different people. Different places. Around.” I started walking down the hall, gesturing with my head for Adrianna to follow. I was leaving the decision up to her.
I pushed into the hallway, bumping into several other students as I walked. I could feel their auras at the edge of my mind, different colors of energy grasping at me. I ignored them until a particularly strong cluster of auras caught my attention. They were coming from a small group of three students who were practically radiating power. I felt…[Read more]
“Felt like it.” I replied, trying to peer past the girls shoulder but I was a little shorter so it was hard to see. Curse age differences.
I stopped short, realizing I had been standing like an idiot in front of the group for the past minute.
“Oh. Um… hi! I’m… hi. Sorry. Um…”
I glanced around for help. Nothing. I turned back to the group and forced a smile. “I’m Henry.”
“Hi. This is Idon, and I’m Kris.” Wait. I’m being social today. What’s going on? “And this is Vanya.”
“Pop tarts.” I translate. “They truly are one of the greatest things in the nine realms. Would you like one?” I hold one out, trying to be polite.
(I swear someone should talk about pop tarts calling them ‘Da bomb’, preferably near Vanya)
“They’re the bomb!” Someone laughed, passing by them.
“Pop, as in you can just pop them in your mouth. Am I really that untrustworthy?” Scratch that. Wrong question. I am.
I scowl and punch her in the face, shoving her off of me. “Don’t you dare touch me.”
“You won’t.” I sneer. “Pop, as in you pop it into your mouth.” I will my daggers that I summoned away and study her face. “So. You can heal.”
“Rather quickly, might I add.” I pause to think for a second. She seems like a pacifist. Though, is anyone what they seem, other than Blondie, the stereotypical popular ****? “Who are you, Vanya?”
(OVER 100 COMMENTS YEET YEET) “Ah.” Well, that didn’t help. At all.
“No, we do not.” Okay, now that helps. “America is quite odd, more than a lot of places. The culture is very diverse and varies from state to state.”
“Some people are religious, some people are not.” I shrug.
“I…don’t feel comfortable with answering that question.” I furrow my brows. “People openly say they’re from other planets in Vietnam?”
“Well, most people like to keep to this planet.” Though there are some that are more beautiful.
“Other than people from Texas, you’d have to get a permit, and that’s too much work for some people. So not really.” Aaand that makes you not normal. Great.
“Yeah…safe.” I zone out, putting up a mental block. Just in case.
“Shush, or I’ll have to beat you in training. Again.” I smirk at Idon. “And yes, how sad.”
“Cereal? Umm…it’s a breakfast food made from roasted grain, typically eaten with milk.” I recite.
I scoff at Kristal. “Again. Sure.” I laugh dryly before looking back at Vanya. “It’s pieces of sugar flakes with milk poured over them.”
I grin at Vanya. “thật tuyệt, tôi cũng nói được một ít tiếng việt.” I nod.
“I’m not American, nor were my parents. I don’t know.” I reply in Vietnamese. That’s what I like about being Asgardian: able to speak in many different languages without having to learn it.
“Please do. That would be wonderful.” I reply in English.
“Sounds delicious. Even though I don’t know what it is.” I blink, smiling.
I squint, thinking about my pantry. “Not really. Baby carrots, I guess, if you’re into that sort of thing.”
“Yes, we do. They’re actually pretty good, in my opinion. Many of them are vegetable based, thank goodness. I’m not a huge fan of meat.”
I pull out a second box out of my bag and hand it to her. “Don’t go too crazy.” I sigh.
I laugh at the look on her face. “Yes. Kris always has Pop Tarts.”
“Don’t question it. Also, Blondie, steal my pop tarts again like that one time and I will tell your father.” Nope nope I won’t go near that guy, but threats are always fun.
“Noooo.” I whine, making a face at her. “He’ll kill me. Not really. But he’ll smite me.”
“Good. Oh, would you rather me tell your sister?” I snicker.
“Even worse.” I groan. “I swear, I’ll wake up with Pop Tarts shoved down my pants.”
My eyes widen in shock. “I never realized that….” I’m shaken by the statement.
“They…just are.” I let out a whistle. “Not everything has meaning, especially in America.”
“Nothing here has meaning.” I sigh. “But back on Asgard…”
“It truly was beautiful there, the architecture, the food, the art in general. The people…well, I liked the art better. What about you, Blondie?” I mess up his hair yet again because why not.
“The food. I loved the sports. Those were more interesting than the ones here.” I nod, eating a Pop Tart.
“You could say that.” I smile. “More like I was raised there.”
“It is. Best place in all of the Nine Realms.” I muse, nodding to myself.
“That’s one thing we can agree on.” I sigh. “Best place, not the best people.”
“Let’s just hope it was for the better.” Okay, I know more about her. That’s good.
Bored, I reached out through the room, trying to sense anything interesting or stuff I should know about people. A Kristal Rose Lokidottir, Idon Thorson, Vanya Bandt, and… Henry Maximoff? Interesting. Another telepath. I tried reading his thoughts, sorting through memories and feelings and thoughts, though at the moment they were all somewhat…[Read more]
I raised my brow, turning back as I noted her slightly vacant expression. “Who are you trying to read?”
“Henry Maximoff, the kid with the brown hair over there.” I say, deciding she was trustworthy enough for her to know about mind-reading. It’s a minor talents that can’t exactly be used against me anyway.
I nodded my head. “Interesting. Why him?” So she had decided to ‘tell’ me about one of her powers. Not like I hadn’t already figured it out, but it was a gesture.
“Oh of course. So… what has your past been like?” I finally pinpointed Adrianna’s face; she looked exactly like jean grey! That explained her power.
I stood at the edge of the group, feeling somewhat out of place. They’re friendly, at least try to get to know them, I ordered myself. This may be good for you.
Suddenly, I felt a presence tickling at the back of my mind. I reached out mentally, searching the area, and felt a surge of heat, accompanied by a fiery reddish-orange aura that f…[Read more]
Pulling out of his head, I tried not to make eye contact, holding my hands to my temples, and and Xyanna becoming cloaked from sight. Him seeing me was the last thing I needed.
“H’s a telepath, normally other telepaths can sense each other’s presence. Sadly, that means I can only know things about everyone else.” I shrugged, committing to memory everyone’s powers and parents.
“Well, I can give an example. See that Vietnamese girl? She’s daughter of Mantis. Vanya was left by her mother at a young age for a mysterious reason, but the problem was, now that the love of his life left, he didn’t want to be reminded of her. So she was given to her uncle, who actually ran a gymnastics facility in ** Chi Minh City. He thought V…[Read more]
My eyes widened in slight surprise, an emotion I don’t often feel. “Impressive.” I admit
“What can you do?” I asked, trying to change the subject from mind reading.
I shrugged, teleporting quickly next to that one guy Henry and then behind Adrianna with My special dagger to her throat. I step around her. “This and that.”
“Cool.” I said, before turning to face a teacher who was calling for everyone’s attention.
“Please head off to your first class. Adrianna, Xyanna, Kristal, Idon, Vanya, Henry, you’re in here for powers training. The roster for partners is on that wall.” the teacher said before leaving the room with all the other students. I lowered my hands,…[Read more]
I sighed. I didn’t mind powers training, not really. But I knew I had to hold back a lot, or I could seriously hurt someoen. And control wasn’t my best skills. I walked into the room with adrianna, peering at the roster. So I was paired with pixie cut, aka kris. This should be fun.
Great, I’m with Henry. Of course that would happen. I sighed, walking away from the roster for the moment.
I saunter over to the roster and check. Xyanna, eh? Sounds fun. Probably will fail, but fun, nonetheless.
“Hey pixie girl.” I call to Kris. “Over here.” I gestured to the mat I stood on
I glance over at Vee. “Do me a favor, will you? Beat Blondie for me.” I jog over to the mat where I was waved over to. “I assume you’re Xyanna, then?”
“That I would be.” I smile slightly. She’s cute. And I can sense that she’s pretty powerful.
Power. She’s very powerful. That I can tell right off the bat. And quite hot. “And, by the way you shouted my name, I can deduce you know mine.”
“Your deduction would be correct.” I smirk. “Let’s begin.” I get into my sparring stance
“Please head off to your first class. Adrianna, Xyanna, Kristal, Idon, Vanya, Henry, you’re in here for powers training. The roster for partners is on that wall.”
The announcement ends and I shuffle over to the roster, dread gathering in my stomach. Hopefully whoever I’m paired with will be friendly. The last thing I need is making an enemy, a gif…[Read more]
“Your choice.” I’m good with or without weapons. More than good.
“That’s a first. Let’s try with. Before we start, I’d love it if you wouldn’t kill me during this. You seem quite powerful.” I take out my daggers, adjusting my stance.
“Cool.” I smile at Vanya. Not sure of her powers, but I don’t really lose too often. Could be a first. “Ah, I see.” I nod. “You want weapons?” I t.hrust out my hand, summoning my ax.
“That’s alright.” I smile, throwing the ax somewhere. I’ll get it later.
“It is.” I nod, smiling at the ax before getting into a fighting stance.
“Indeed I am.” I nod, studying her carefully. She has a graceful stance.
In that moment, I know exactly how this fight is going to go. And I know how to begin forming my tactics. Not just for this fight, but for all my hero years. I teleport to behind Kris, kicking her onto the ground as I hold my dagger to her neck, bringing my head far enough away that she can’t head **** me, and bracing my feet against the Mat so i…[Read more]
Lovely. I smirk and slash at her wrists with my daggers, teleporting away to the other side of the mat. “You are quite good.”
I frown. Dam it. Have to tune it down a notch. I lunge toward her with an off balance kick, directed at her shoulder.
Instead of flipping and landing, I fall ******* the mat and make a hissing noise. I send a purple blast at Kris but I can tell it is way off target. Then I accidentally drop my dagger. Was that too much? Hopefully not
I dodge the bolt easily and glide to the opposite side of mat. “I’d help you get up, but we both know you’re playing at something. You can’t be that easily defeated, Xyanna.”
Dam it! I really need to get better at being bad. At least I can I hide my emotions well. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I say innocently. “I’m just not on top of my game today.” My face is schooled into stone cold seriousness. I’ve found that one of the most effective strategies to apply is weakness, as the tactic of having someone…[Read more]
“No hard feelings, right?” I flash her a charismatic grin as lightning crackles in my palms.
“Of course she did.” I sigh, send a blast at her. Not enough to char her, just a shock.
I dodge the blast, but my jaw already dropped. “What…was…” I blink, remembering how she just…twisted. In the air.
I blink, countering the blast with lightning to send it back at her. “You’re a mortal?”
“Wow. Alright, then.” I nod, taking note of her…agility. I rise into the air, splitting my lightning into multiple ranches and firing it around her.
I fly to the left, dodging the blast easily. Seeing she already healed herself, I bite my lip. Concerning. Though I’ll be fine. I turn to face her again, firing lighting that pushes her down.
I dodge, quickly, but not quickly enough, one beam striking my leg. I bite my tongue, pressing the lightning harder.
MY brow knits as I skirt away quickly. She seems to have some sort of fire blast.
I dodge again, this time a blast stroking my core. I shake it off, sending lighting to pin her wrists down.
Ducking under the blasts, I see she already broke out of the lightning. She’s strong. I send a ball of lightning at her that encases her.
Dam this girl. Fine. I’d bump it up to 1% power level. After all there was only five others in this room. I’d make sure they kept quiet. I shot a blast at Kris, twisting me hand as it broke into four streaks, shooting straight at her from different angles. While she was distracted by that, I slide tackled her to the ground, leaving light cuts on…[Read more]
“Daaaaaam.” She’s dangerous. And hot. I like her. I shove her off of me and flip up onto my feet. I punch her in the face.
Ow. Did not see that coming. I return the favor, although I might have gone a little too hard, as she flies into the wall. I wince, and then form purple manacles of pure power around her arms and legs, so tight that she can’t teleport out.
Well, I’m *******…probably. I shapeshift into a crow and cast an illusion as I fly around her, so it looks like a murder of crows is surrounding her.
Ah. So she had to be one of the crows. I close my eyes, letting my other sense take over. One of them definitely smells more human. I wave my hand, and all the other crows turn to bubbles. I throw my dagger, pinning the remaining crows wing to the wall.
My eyes widen at Vanya, suddenly feeling fear wash over me. I back away, going to hide behind a stack of crates.
“It was on the roster,” I supply, hoping she hasn’t figured out my powers yet. I look at the floor. “Should we start?”
So he hasn’t gone into my mind yet, interesting. “Sure.” I say, staying on the ground to try and keep from giving away too much about my powers until I knew all of his. Based on the quick check in his head, he’s an empath with aura sensitivity, and photometry (just pretend it’s spelled right).
I scream, rolling out of the way and casting a shield of lightening around me as I fly up into the rafters.
I reposition my feet. Take a defensive stance, hands spread slightly, ready to retaliate with a blast or a shield should she advance first. She doesn’t, so I form a shield in the air and push it outwards.
I sit down a good length away from her, suing the Pop Tarts.
My feet leave the ground and I’m caught off balance, lifted into the air. Flailing blindly, my hand lashes out and touches something solid, knocking it to the ground. Adrianna rematerializes and the invisible force holding me disappears, sending me tumbling.
I’m getting bored. With a flick of my fingers, a cave of energy surrounds her, molding to her shape so even if she shape shifts it still surrounds her. A tendril of energy circles her throat, slowly growing tighter and tighter. I have a knack for guessing weaknesses.
I collapse to my knees after a minute, trying to get this energy-thing off of my throat.
“Do you yield?” I ask calmly, feeling a slight twinge if guilt. ‘This is why you’ll never be a true hero, Xyanna.’ A voice whispers in my head. ‘You are too cruel, too heartless’
Just in time, I create a shield between me and the wall that cushions the impact slightly. Rubbing my arm, I size up Adrianna. She’s definitely more powerful than I realized. I reach out, feeling for her aura, and am hit with another strong blast of heat and emotions. It’s the same aura I sensed meddling with my brain earlier. I reach for it,…[Read more]
I make a face, lying flat on my stomach and army-crawling over to her, grabbing the Poptart and retreating.
I realize that Kris has almost lost consciousness, and immediately release her as she falls on the floor. “F*ck.” I whispered, filling with horror. Now I’d done it. I’d gone too far, just like I always did. I’d never be a real hero. I teleported to the top of the roof, sitting down cross legged as I closed my eyes. I needed to meditate, to get ou…[Read more]
I take a big gulp of air, my hand flying to my throat. She’s powerful and hot. Mmmk, let’s try not to pull a gay. Once my throat is healed and my breathing is normal, I teleport her dagger back to her.
I notice m dagger appear next to me and sigh. Kris must have awoken. At least she’s ok. I should go back now and apologize, but I just can’t bring myself too. I’m afraid to see the expression on her face, and the others too. The one that knows I don’t belong here.
I teleport to her. “You’re good. I should formally introduce myself: I’m Kris.” I stick out my hand. My face is a little red, but that’s only from the fighting, definitely not from Xyanna herself.
I crack a tiny smile. “I’m really sorry about what happened back there, I just… “ I shrugged, embarrassed, and shake my head. “Anyway, I’m Xyanna. Nice to meet you too.” I shake her hand bashfully. She’s really cute.
“Don’t be. You should strive to win, no matter the cost. That’s what I think, anyway.” I glance over to her and notice a certain look on her face. I wiggle my eyebrows. “You feeling okay? Your face is red.” Well, mine is too, but hopefully she doesn’t see that.
I raise my brow, my expression immediately turning stoic. “Yours is as well. I simply feel guilty for accidentally hurting you. And ‘no matter the cause’ is something I try to avoid for obvious reasons.” I turn away. I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to make allies.
“Winning’s all that matters. Why should anything else?” I turn my face away from her. “Everyone else leaves. Why bother making friends if they’re just going to leave?”
I nod. Maybe she understands. “Yes exactly. It’s better to have allies than friends. Especially if your a hero, then attachments just got in the way. And what matters is justice.” and fulfilling my parents’ legacy
I burst out in laughter. “Justice? You actually believe in that stuff?”
“Justice.” I repeat, “For the world.” For my parents. “If you don’t believe in justice, why are you here?”
“I do believe in some forms of justice, as in doing whatever it takes to achieve it. So, my form of justice is more like revenge. Why am I here, you ask? I have no dam clue.” I chuckle, but there’s no humor in it. “If being friends is off the table and, personally, I hate the word acquaintances, could I consider you an ally? Not like you need one, anyway.”
I think for a moment, surveying Kris. She’s a bit of a loose cannon, but then again, so am I. And although I do not agree with her ‘at all costs’ method, she is powerful. “Allies.” I nod. “As long as I don’t have to hang out with your arrogant cousin.” My lip curls. “Those who think they are doing everyone a favor by simply existing are not…[Read more]
(was that a reference to something bc I feel like I’ve heard it before)
(I put it in my bio but I feel like someone’s said it at some point)
“You don’t have to hang around him, unless you want to beat him up sometime.” I smirk. “Do you like pop tarts? I have some in my bag if you want any.” She can turn her emotions off with a flick of a switch, it seems. Plus, having someone to watch your back is always good. “That is, if Blondie didn’t eat them all.” I narrow my eyes, already knowing…[Read more]
I smile slightly. “I might take you up on that offer. Both of those offers, actually. The pop tarts and the beating up the blonde.”
“Let’s get back, then, and hope that he hasn’t eaten them all.”
“Fine.” I eventually agree, scooting close to her and shoving the Pop Tart in my mouth.
Blood seeps from my shoulder and it takes me a moment to register the shock before the pain hits. A sharp cry comes out of my mouth and my hands scramble to pull the arrow out of my shoulder. Grimacing, I cover the wound with a shaking hand and will the skin to knit back together and staunch the flow of blood. With my other hand, I fire a bolt of…[Read more]
****. I lift my hand, a shield appearing, using it to make my way over to a stack of blocks. I perr out from behind it, shooting an arrow at his foot.
The fear falls away, leaving me confused and mad. “What did you do?” I ask angrily, backing away.
I rub my face, sighing. “Sorry. I just…emotions are touchy.”
The second arrow comes flying at me but I’m ready for it. Rolling out of the way, I send another bolt at Adrianna and then lift her in the air telekinetically, blue energy swirling around her.
I force a half-smile. “Thanks.” I exhale, regaining my composure. “Well. You won.” I smile.
“Don’t apologize. It was…tactful.” I blink. “That’s a word, right?”
I grin, nodding. “I suppose so. Or if I knew about the…“ I gesture to my head and her hands.
“That’s true.” I agree thoughtfully. “Gives more to the phrases, not everyone is what they seem.”
I stared at the girl hovering in the air a few meters away from me, the two of us struggling to be free of the others’ telekinesis. With an arc of my hand, a burst of blue light soared towards Adrianna, hitting and distracting her right before I released my hold and dropped her to the ground.
I laugh, folding my arms out of habit. “I suppose that’s true.”
“Always,” I grin, taking it. “You don’t want the whole box to yourself? Wow. You have more self-control than I do.”
“Almost as much for sure.” I smile at her. “What else would you call it?”
Wincing in pain, I drag myself to my feet. So much for making new friends. The muscles in my right hand tense and I slowly move it in a rippling motion. Wisps of blue energy gather around my fingers, swirling into the air. My fingers pulse and the energy turns fiery red, the same color as Adrianna’s aura, entering her head. Stop fighting, I…[Read more]
Confused, I dropped my bow. Maybe fighting wasn’t a good idea, maybe this was though. I raise my hand and he falls back, wrists pinned to the ground by some force. I enter his mind, reading around. Other powers include phasing, flight, healing, and energy manipulation/conduction.He gets stressed easy and flustered even easier. I began taking…[Read more]
I blink twice before understanding what she means. “Oh, gods. I’m sorry, Vanya.”
I whistle after watching her, impressed. Then I see a dog. “A dog!” I exclaim, scrambling over.
“Still. That’s a very nice thing to do.” I nod, laughing as Fred licks me.
“That’s a nice philosophy.” I agree, petting Fred’s head before I grin to myself. “Nice, philosophy. Because you’re being nice. Get it?” I laugh again.
I make a face, thinking. “Well. My dad is Thor. I have a little sister named Eya. Kristal, who you met, is my cousin.”
“Huh?” I look down. “Is it the hair?” I flip my hair proudly.
“I guess that’s true. Perhaps loud, as well.” I laugh, my laugh echoing through the center.
“So, how long have you been here in America?” I ask her. No use talking too much more about myself. She probably didn’t care to hear.
“Ah, I see. You’re English is rather good.” I nod, running a hand through my hair carefully.
(I actually forgot I had phasing lol)
Adrianna pauses. Taking that as a sign my suggestion had worked, I allow myself to relax.
Aura sensitivity… that might explain the urge to stop fighting. Exiting his mind, I lift him into the air. “Thanks for messing with my head, but I guess I may as well return the favor.” I say, shrugging as he crashes into the wall, scrambling his thoughts so it’s hard to tell where he is or what he’s doing.
I rub my head, my thoughts jumbled and confused. Bleary, I manage to prop myself up on my elbows and hold out a hand. “I think we’re done,” I croak.
“I don’t think we’ve officially met beyond blasting each other into walls,” I say. “Nice to meet you.”
“America is weird.” I agree. “I thought so too when I first came here.”
“Fast food is…interesting.” I agree with a laugh. “I’m also not used to it. Back on Asgard, we had a monarchy. I was to be the next king.” I sigh, thinking about what could’ve been.
I blinked, unknowing of what communism is. “Ah. I see.” I nod, playing it off. I don’t want to seem like too much of an idiot.
“Sounds nice. A bit like Asgard. Not really, though.” I conclude.
“That’s true. There’s more flags if America here than there are stars in the sky.” I laugh heartily. “Metaphorically, of course.”
“It is indeed.” I agree, surveying her. “Are you proud of yours?”
I ****** the pop tart box from Vanya and Idon, sticking my tounge out at him once I see that the box is empty. I toss the box back at his face and teleport one from my pantry into my hands. “Here.” I give Xyanna one. I duck my head, but it’s definitely not from the fact that I think she’s super cute and I’m actually standing next to her..okay it is that.
I grin at kris. “Thanks. What’s your favorite kind?” I notice again how cute her pixie cut is and how nice she is in general but I quickly put that out of my mind.
“Great job, Vee.” I give her a thumbs up. I then look at Xy with a grin. “I like whatever, but my favorite is…I think it would be the oreo ones. What’s yours?”
“There definitely is.” I agree, resting my elbow on my cousin’s shoulder.
I shove him off me. “Get off me.” I then look at Vee. “I…have no comment about that statement.” Yes, America has it’s nice parts, but I don’t think that outweighs the negativity.
I raise my brow. “It’s pretty sucky. And I am a tried and true strawberry fan.”
“Definitely not the best.” I snort. “Strawberry is…okay.” I make a face.
“Alright. Strawberry’s pretty good too.” A strawberry pop tart appears in her hand. “My dad is gonna kill me. We’re gonna be all out of pop tarts.” I shrug. “Meh. It’ll be okay. Blondie, I’ll be blaming you.”
“If your dad comes after me, I’m telling my dad you were the one who broke our neighbor’s window.” I stick my tongue out at her.
“Well, at least my dad doesn’t drive an obsolete, second hand Nissan.”
I roll my eyes, slugging her in the shoulder. “Well, yours doesn’t drive around in a chariot either.”
“But a Tesla is definitely better than a Nissan.” I do a little hair toss.
“I am not going to start another pointless verbal fight.” I put the pop tart box down and punch him in the face, getting into a fighting stance. “Come on. You owe me a good fight.”
I smirk. “I second that.” Then I glare at Blondie. He seems so stuck up.
I grin, jabbing my hand out as my axe flies right into it.
My bet is so on Kris. And it wouldn’t hurt to embarrass Idon along the way, would it? No one would ever know I’d use the mind stone. They’d blame that Vee girl, and I wouldn’t complain. I ignore the voice that tells me that this is wrong. What’s wrong with having some fun when someone deserves it?
Though I’m technically already warmed up, I send weak bolts at the wall.
“I’ll go easy on you. You go first.” A wave of green magic washes over me and I get into my ‘hero’ outfit thingie. It allows for freer movement, gives more protection, and makes me look good. A triple win.
“Nice outfit.” I give her a thumbs up before throwing a bolt of lightning at her. I always start easy.
I sidestep the bolt with a yawn. “Forgot how boring you were to fight, Blondie. Can you actually make this fun?”
“Jeez.” I roll my shoulders. “I’m re-warning up.” I blast another feeble bolt at either side of her.
“Jeez,” I roll my shoulders. “I’m re-warming up. Give me a moment.” I send three bolts at her, one to her front and the others flanking her.
I calmly step back. “Well, can you re-warm-up quicker? I might just fall asleep by the pace that this is going right now.”
“Why don’t you do something, lazy?” I spin a ball of lightning on my fingertip like a basketball.
I smirk “kris is so winning this, blonde kid.” I tweak his mind just slightly so he’s a bit more clumsy than usual
“Alright.” I tackle him and start punching him in the face, having to remind myself that the lightning in his hands is not his father’s. I pin him down. “What did you say earlier, you weak, insignificant little coward?” I take the tip if my dagger and poke it at his cheek, drawing blood. “What are you gonna do, shock me? I’m not afraid of a little…[Read more]
My eyes narrow up at her as lightning crackles under my palms. I strike her in the chest, making her fly into the wall. I stand up quickly, analyzing her.
A look of fear crosses my face, but it quickly disappears with a smirk. “That all you got? I must say, I am disappointed.” I stand up and get out my daggers again.
“You too.” I reply to Henry, somewhat shocked he didn’t hate me for messing with his head.
(He kinda does XD)
I eye her warily. I’m still trying to figure her out. She’s powerful, definitely, and dangerous. But underneath all that, I don’t know what to make of her. I did catch her snooping through my mind earlier today, but she could have been doing that to everyone else as well.
“I caught you in my brain earlier,” I say, averting my gaze. She scares me. A bit. Okay, maybe a lot.
“Sorry, I’m just use to knowing things about everyone, and being the only telepath.” I mutter, face red from embarrassment. I can feel Xyanna do something to Idon from a distance, not sure whether or not it matters.
I throw the daggers at him, aiming at his heart cause why not?
I send a swift bolt of lightning at the daggers, making them drop to the ground, smoking slightly.
I cross my arms, watching the show. They’re both powerful, but while idon is more brute force, Kris is more cunning and sly.