forum Author's World Reboot- Closed

Started December 18, 2019 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Anita, I think Cicada wrote down before she looked out the door to see the solidier. She thought for a moment, "Ah, it's nice to meet you. Wait, does that mean all of the guards are authors?"

"Hm? No, not all. Just a few of us. It's not required for this position like it is for others, so a lot of us are bad at writing in general. Last I checked, there were only five of us who have charries."
I don't know of any Anitas, Crow wrote. There was a pause for about a minute, and then they wrote again.
Maybe you mean Akira? I know she was out and about recently, but she wasn't supposed to be.

"Ah, that explains why most of them are dicks," Cicada said with no hesitation. She looked down and responded to Crow, Yeah her.

The soldier was quiet for a moment but then burst out laughing.
"Yes, that explains a lot," he said, voice full of humor. He chuckled again. "I was actually coming by to pick up Crow when I saw you two were talking so I decided to watch."

"You have a notebook too I'm guessing?" Cicada said looking down to the notebook before looking back up with a grin on her face, "So you already know who I am."

"Nope," the soldier said. "I have access to Crow's mind. I know everything about them, which means I know as much as they do at this point." He smiled easily, not bothered by what he had just said. It made sense, after all; for someone to write a story about another they had to know what was going on in their head.

"Ohh," Cicada felt herself shudder. She didn't like the idea that someone else could be poking around her head at this very moment. She gave a nod and forced a smile, "That makes sense as well."

(As we poke around in their minds to roleplay XD)

The soldier nodded.
"I supposed it'd only be polite to introduce myself to you. I'm Soldier A, but you can just call me andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)."

(Yeppers)

"Cicada," Cicada responded and gave him a bit kinder of a smile, "But you already knew that."

andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) nodded. He stepped to the side, opening the door next to Cicada's.
"Crow, let's go. We have something we need to get to." A… person stepped out of the room. They seemed to be flickering between two states of being; a girl, with blonde pigtails, a pink fuzzy jacket, and a white skirt with thigh highs; and a man with short black hair and a trench coat.

Cicada spotted the person and figured out that was Crow. She blinked a few times before responding, "Great to meet you two."

Crow flickered a few times before settling on the man.
"Nice to meet you too. I'm the one you were talking to." He gave a half-smile, revealing sharpened teeth.

Aron grimaced, pulling away. "Let go!" He snarled.

Cicada grinned back though was puzzled by the teeth, "I put that much together. Though I must say your changing appearance explained the change in handwriting."

The man pulled Aron back, dragging him out.
"You're going to learn your place," he said calmly.

Crow nodded.
"Celeste, the other, was the one who actually wrote first." andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) watched Crow and Cicada interact, taking mental notes.

"Ah," Cicada nodded along and thought for a moment, "Are you, well she, some type of nobility? She had really nice handwriting."

"Fuck. Off." Aron snarled, twisting and trying to pull away from the man.

"No..? Why would you think that?" Crow was confused. "She's a cheerleader in highschool."

"Hey!" The man snapped, grabbing onto Aron's other arm and attempting to cuff him.
"I'd suggest behaving, before something unfortunate happens." A clear threat.

"Sorry," Cicada shook her head slightly. She was confused a little, "I'm not from this time period. What in the Spirits is a cheerleader? Or high school?"

Aron growled, still trying to pull away. "Let go." He snarled again, eyes narrowed.

" Oh, um…" Crow stumbled a bit over his words, not sure how to explain. He flickered a little, and then Celeste was standing there.
"A cheerleader is someone who pumps everyone up during sporting events, helping everyone get in the mood! And high school is where teenagers are sent to learn." She smiled brightly, obviously full of energy.

The man clasped the cuffs onto Aron's wrists, holding onto the chain connecting them. He turned, dragging Aron along.
"It's time you learned your place."

"Got it," Cicada nodded along like she understood what this woman send. She didn't actually, "So you must be Celeste?"

Aron fought again. He didn't stop, even with the cuffs. He went limp against the man's tugging, dead weight. "And what place is that, kraz'nya?"

"Yeup! It's nice to meet you in person!" She stuck her hand out in greeting for handshake.

The man turned to look back at Aron, snarling.
"Underfoot."

Cicada reached out a shook Celeste's hand, "Wonderful to meet you as well. Even if I don't really understand you."