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Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 16, 2018 20:10:05 GMT -6
Hi everyone, i've actually been considering writing this for a while now, so please read it, if you do, you have my thanks, and if you comment, you get 10 more, and if you give me advice for the story, you get a million! XD -Moon -Prologue
In the last few days, a series of strange events have happened to Mildred. Yesterday, she was bumbling through the shop, searching for some orange juice, when she stopped in her tracks. A large, towering figure at least 7 feet tall, skin as black as pitch, with small bright purple petals framing its neck stared down at her with two beady, blank eyes glossy, with layers of film spread over them like thick butter. Mildred could only run. In that instant, it was her entire life, running was all she knew. Her session of running was brought to a close, however, when she bumped into a tall, mysterious figure with black framed sunglasses and a fancy tuxedo, which made him look like he belonged to a funeral. Even stranger, however, was the bright yellow daffodil tucked in his collar. "Sir, sir, i'm s-sorry that I ran in the store, a-and for bumpin' into ya! I-it's just that I..." " I understand completely. No need for worries, ma'am. we'll take care of it." She was about to walk away when the voice stopped her. " Wait a minute!" The voice said with such power that Mildred stopped in her tracks. "Y-yes sir!" She said fearfully. "What is your full name, and how old are you?" "Mildred Ardeis, sir. I'm 15 sir, but i'll be 16 here-" "That's enough of that." And with that, he walked away.
Mildred was utterly confused by the situation. When she mentioned it to her mother, she suggested she'd "be going to the funny farm here shortly." Mildred didn't laugh. She couldn't even sleep that night. her mind roiled with thoughts trying to interpret the situation. When the clock bore the numbers 6:00, she heard a car stop outside her house. Mildred jolted up and peered out the window intently to see what it was. It was the mailman! "But the mailman never comes at this time!" Mildred said, confused and astonished, and ran down the stairs to get the mail that was, most likely, important. The letter was none like Mildred had ever seen. taped on it was a small flower with tiny bright purple petals, which made Mildred's stomach churn as she remembered the strange monster that attacked her. But as she read the letter, she felt a wave of relief pass over her, but yet to be followed by another bout of anxiety, Greetings, Mildred! We have a special library event that may interest you. Please come to the library at 5pm today. If you do not come, we will revoke your library membership. Also, please have your parent sign at the bottom. With love, Lotus Falls Library.
"Special library event? Revoke my membership? WITH LOVE? MOOOOOM!" Mildred said with increasing anxiety as she ran to her mom. "Oh my god, what is it now?" Mildred's mom sighed. "It's the library! I need to go to this event, and you have to sign, or they'll revoke my membership!" Mildred said, about to burst into tears. "What on- alright then, I'll sign it so you can go; but you better be back by 8!" Mildred's mom grunted. "Thank you so much! Also, they put this flower on the envelope... It's not a lotus, at least i don't think, can you tell me what it is?" Mildred said inquisitively. Mildred's mom sighed, and looked at it. "An anemone. it means anticipation." "Cool! I wonder why they put that there..." Mildred said, imagining what sort of romantic event they had there that required her anticipation. "Welp, it's signed. Have fun." Mildred's mom sighed. "People these days... Threatening a child for some stupid event..." Mildred didn't even hear her. She was so excited.
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Post by Scatterplot Matrix on Jan 16, 2018 20:16:58 GMT -6
oh god this is really good!!
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Jan 16, 2018 20:28:22 GMT -6
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Post by Lovelin on Jan 16, 2018 20:28:22 GMT -6
Hi everyone, i've actually been considering writing this for a while now, so please read it, if you do, you have my thanks, and if you comment, you get 10 more, and if you give me advice for the story, you get a million! XD -Moon -Prologue
In the last few days, a series of strange events have happened to Mildred. Yesterday, she was bumbling through the shop, searching for some orange juice, when she stopped in her tracks. A large, towering figure at least 7 feet tall, skin as black as pitch, with small bright purple petals framing its neck stared down at her with two beady, blank eyes glossy, with layers of film spread over them like thick butter. Mildred could only run. In that instant, it was her entire life, running was all she knew. Her session of running was brought to a close, however, when she bumped into a tall, mysterious figure with black framed sunglasses and a fancy tuxedo, which made him look like he belonged to a funeral. Even stranger, however, was the bright yellow daffodil tucked in his collar. "Sir, sir, i'm s-sorry that I ran in the store, a-and for bumpin' into ya! I-it's just that I..." " I understand completely. No need for worries, ma'am. we'll take care of it." She was about to walk away when the voice stopped her. " Wait a minute!" The voice said with such power that Mildred stopped in her tracks. "Y-yes sir!" She said fearfully. "What is your full name, and how old are you?" "Mildred Ardeis, sir. I'm 15 sir, but i'll be 16 here-" "That's enough of that." And with that, he walked away. Mildred was utterly confused by the situation. When she mentioned it to her mother, she suggested she'd "be going to the funny farm here shortly." Mildred didn't laugh. She couldn't even sleep that night. her mind roiled with thoughts trying to interpret the situation. When the clock bore the numbers 6:00, she heard a car stop outside her house. Mildred jolted up and peered out the window intently to see what it was. It was the mailman! "But the mailman never comes at this time!" Mildred said, confused and astonished, and ran down the stairs to get the mail that was, most likely, important. The letter was none like Mildred had ever seen. taped on it was a small flower with tiny bright purple petals, which made Mildred's stomach churn as she remembered the strange monster that attacked her. But as she read the letter, she felt a wave of relief pass over her, but yet to be followed by another bout of anxiety, Greetings, Mildred! We have a special library event that may interest you. Please come to the library at 5pm today. If you do not come, we will revoke your library membership. Also, please have your parent sign at the bottom. With love, Lotus Falls Library.
"Special library event? Revoke my membership? WITH LOVE? MOOOOOM!" Mildred said with increasing anxiety as she ran to her mom "Oh my god, what is it now?" Mildred's mom sighed. "It's the library! I need to go to this event, and you have to sign, or they'll revoke my membership!" Mildred said, about to burst into tears. "What on- alright then, I'll sign it so you can go; but you better be back by 8!" Mildred's mom grunted. "Thank you so much! Also, they put this flower on the envelope... It's not a lotus, at least i don't think, can you tell me what it is?" Mildred said inquisitively. Mildred's mom sighed, and looked at it. "An anemone. it means anticipation." "Cool! I wonder why they put that there..." Mildred said, imagining what sort of romantic event they had there that required her anticipation. "Welp, it's signed. Have fun." Mildred's mom sighed. "People these days... Threatening a child for some stupid event..." Mildred didn't even hear her. She was so excited. lovely ❤
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Moon the Best Anime Waifu
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Jan 16, 2018 20:33:06 GMT -6
Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 16, 2018 20:33:06 GMT -6
i'm planning on writing chapter 1 tomorrow~
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Jan 16, 2018 21:32:57 GMT -6
Post by citrus on Jan 16, 2018 21:32:57 GMT -6
this is so good
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Jan 17, 2018 5:56:59 GMT -6
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Post by Claw on Jan 17, 2018 5:56:59 GMT -6
wow, this is really good! great job!
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Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 17, 2018 21:48:00 GMT -6
Chapter 1- When it was around 4:15, Mildred finally made her way to the library. She arrived a few minutes early, and opened up the door. The room was cream colored with a bland green rug. Three tables with two seats each were placed horizontally from eachother were the room's only form of decoration. Only one seat was not taken, so Mildred figured that it must be hers. The boy she was sitting next to had pitch black hair that was slightly wavy and dark green eyes. He appeared to be about as tall as her, a little over five feet perhaps, if not an inch or two shorter. He was extremely lanky however, and would probably be obviously bony if his puffy hoodie and jeans didn't hide the fact. "Hi there..." she said to him really quietly, which was still enough to make him jump from his seat where he was previously staring into the table. "Um...hi." He replied back with a tired tone etched into his voice. "Did you get the letter for the library event too?" "Yeah, duh, why do you think we're here, dumbass?" A voice from the side of them remarked snarkily. A girl who couldn't have been more than 14, with two sections of her long brown hair done in pigtails to contrast the rest that flew freely. Her eyes were such a bright brown that they seemed almost amber, and they seemed to burn off flesh with their gaze. "I-I'm sorry!" Mildred cried out fearfully. "Not you, shorty." The girl reassured in the most demeaning tone the human tongue could muster. The boy sitting next to her just sighed and went back to his intense table-staring. The room then devolved into a typical mindless chatter. After a few minutes the door slammed open. Two identical looking men wearing shades and tuxedos, with a daffodil in their coat-pocket...
Mildred had to hold back a scream. Everyone else in the room looked equally uneasy. "Well then, it appears everyone is here..." One of the men said. "How about telling everyone your name and your age? We'll start with you." One man said, looking at Mildred, who stood up like lightning. "Mildred Ardeis, 15 years old!" she promptly said before sitting right back down "Mildred? That's an old lady's name." The girl at the other table remarked, causing Mildred's face to flush. The boy next to her quickly stood up before anything worse could happen, however. "Silas MacClellan is my name. I'm also 15." Everyone else then proceeded to introduce themselves. " Olivia Viritare! I'm 14!" The rude girl from before introduced herself with spunk. "Theodore Elias Paxton, but call me Ted! I am currently 13, but was 12 merely days ago." Said a small boy, about 4 foot 5, with bright red hair with curls that bounced when he moved. his skin was light, but of a rosy color and eyes that resembled a glimmering brown of wet rock peering out through circular medium rimmed black glasses. Next a lanky girl with long,long legs and Golden-blonde hair that showered down to her pale knees and a curved refined face with eyes sea blue stood up with a crutch, legs shaking. "Well... Uh... Alice Reed here. I'm 16. Hi everyone..." She marked with a hint of confusion and anxiety. "Welp. Guess i'l just..." she murmured as she carefully go to sitting back down.
The last one to stand up was a little boy with light blonde hair and emerald green eyes. he had a round face with bright pink cheeks that seemed to glow in the sunlight "Matt!" he said cheerfully. "Tell them your last name and how old you are." "Muh last name.. umm... is An...der...son!" An' I'm se'en!" About everyone smiled has he tried his best to introduce himself. He returned back to his seat happily, humming and skipping.
"Anyways, you should all know why you are here. Because you are here, you will probably not return home." Mildred and a few others stood up to leave. The men with daffodils blocked the door. "We apologize, As there is no real choice for you. As your parents signed the form, they consented for your departure. We never stated how long you'd be gone." "But my mom said..." Mildred cut off. "Don't worry. That issue is... resolved." The emphasis he put on resolved sent a chill down Mildred's spine. "We have also collected some essential belongings. We have written your names on them accordingly." Seven more identical men, with the same clothing, and a daffodil in the coat marched in, with bags in their arms. The last bag however, was distinctly more different for the others. It was a pure white silk bag with wavy design that was bright golden. It also seemed to have no name on it. After each bag was delivered to their owner, the man with the silk bag gestured for them to come over to the middle table where Olivia and Ted sat. They all watched intently as he opened it up, but were surpised to see that the bag was empty. "Put your hand in." He commanded.
Olivia pulled out a small stick with a Snapdragon on the end. "What does thi- WOAH!" she yelled as the stick turned into a scythe. "A-ah!" Ted got a strange book with a purple iris on the cover. He leafed through the pages and was confused when all the pages were just two boxes with "name input" and "name output" on it. He tried writing Silas' name at the top as he messed around with a strange sword with an aster design on it. As he put his own name at the bottom, he and Silas switched places. As they switched places, Silas' sword burst into flame. "Guh-" Silas gasped, both from the teleportation and the fire. Alice was suddenly moving extremely fast as her hair turned into silver. "whatisgoingonhereeeeeeee?" she said, barely intelligible. Matt picked up a small toy car with a daisy on it. "Wus this do?" he asked the dandelion man who set the bag down. "I'd suggest using it correctly, lest you wish to die." The man replied nonchalantly. Mildred was the last to get her gift. It was a small compact with a detailed lavender and crystal heart in the middle. When she opened it, there were 4 curved rows of seeds with an an unusal glowing content in the middle, each slowly getting bigger until one big round seed shone in the middle. "Each seed is called a prayer." The man explained. "The bigger a prayer is, the more grandiose are the wishes it can grant, and the more likely they will happen. The one in the middle is called an absolute wish. It can grant any wish, no matter what. Save it for the most dire of times."
"With that said, are we ready to go?" He said those words as if it was just another trip.
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Jan 17, 2018 21:55:40 GMT -6
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Post by Claw on Jan 17, 2018 21:55:40 GMT -6
*claps* wow, this is so good! great job so far!
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Moon the Best Anime Waifu
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Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 17, 2018 21:56:49 GMT -6
these are probably some of the longest posts i'll ever make lol
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Jan 17, 2018 21:58:18 GMT -6
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Post by Claw on Jan 17, 2018 21:58:18 GMT -6
haha xD
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Jan 17, 2018 22:04:42 GMT -6
Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 17, 2018 22:04:42 GMT -6
also, i choose every flower for a reason, look up "flower meaning" if you want to know lol.
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Jan 17, 2018 22:05:43 GMT -6
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Post by Claw on Jan 17, 2018 22:05:43 GMT -6
im too lazy lmao
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Jan 17, 2018 22:12:08 GMT -6
Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 17, 2018 22:12:08 GMT -6
oh lol
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Jan 17, 2018 23:26:51 GMT -6
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Post by Raburin on Jan 17, 2018 23:26:51 GMT -6
Badass.
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Post by Moon the Best Anime Waifu on Jan 18, 2018 21:00:19 GMT -6
i like how you were so lost for words all you can say was badass
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