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Post by kikistrike20 on Feb 8, 2011 20:48:07 GMT -5
Luz made a machine, giving the user(s) the ability to enter the world of a book of their choosing. It seemed great. But the machine broke down with some of the girls inside it and they'll have to struggle to keep alive in the worlds of all their favorite stories.
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Post by Cricket on Mar 12, 2011 17:07:06 GMT -5
Once upon a time there was a girl named Cinderella...
Cricket didn't choose this story, in fact it chose her. She had been researching fairytales and thought it would be interesting to use the machine Luz invented so that she could write a more in depth thesis. So much for that...it would seem she was now the fabled character.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Mar 14, 2011 19:41:05 GMT -5
Tara woke up on a cot. She looked around. She was in a hut. Outside the open doorway were several more cabins, and beyond that, an ocean. She knew where she was. Camp Half- blood. "Bloody he!!" she whispered.
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Post by Cricket on Mar 16, 2011 18:31:36 GMT -5
The smell of something burning aroused the dazed Cricket with a jolt.
"shit..." Cricket cursed and struggled to orient herself before getting out of the closet.
Then she realised.... She wasn't just Cinderella; she was Eleanor, she was in her favourite twist of the fairytale. Only problem was that would mean she...yup no pinky on her left hand.
Crap!! That would mean she was also a fire elemental master and her captors...step family...were dark magicians. She hadn't known this would be quite so troublesome.
"Luz when I get outta here I'm going to kill you" Cricket murmered.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Mar 18, 2011 6:17:10 GMT -5
"It actually worked," Tara whispered to herself. Before her was a guy with black hair and green eyes. "What worked?" he asked. But Tara couldn't respond. "Holy crap. You're Percy Jackson." "Uh, yeah, I am. How did you know?" Tara stammered a minute. "Oh, no... I just... I heard from someone."
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Post by Cricket on Mar 27, 2011 10:16:03 GMT -5
The cumpulsions started, she knelt and began to clean. Her dress was shabby and her hands hardened from supposed years of work.
"Eli!!" Screached her step mother, "We're going out we'll be back and I EXPECT to find dinner ready, don't screw up this time"
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Post by kikistrike20 on Apr 9, 2011 18:25:22 GMT -5
Tara regained her composure. "Ummm... how did I get here?"
"We found you," Percy answered. "Just outside of camp. You were out cold. What's your name?"
"Tara."
"Alright, welcome Tara."
"Thank you. Has there been anyone else here lately?"
"Not since you came a few hours ago. Why?"
"No reason."
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Post by Cricket on Apr 10, 2011 22:08:09 GMT -5
Her cumpulsions started nagging at her. That was odd. In the book she would have been free of them.
Cricket inhaled sharply with pain as they got stronger. She knelt and started to clean. At least she could make food and do all the required work...better fake it a bit though otherwise she might change the story.
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Post by victoria on Jul 20, 2011 11:36:53 GMT -5
hey Cricket! Someone I know did a report on fairies. I'll ask her to find it, is that cool?
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