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    Cathy replied to the topic Character Castle 2.0 in the forum Fantasy Writers 5 years ago

    *is squashed enough to feel sufficiently welcome* Thank you, Cathy! Somebody made the pfp for me. I will…try not to get all those people confused. Are your characters MCs or SCs?

    Wow that’s so cool!
    Lol, it’s a lotta peeps! My darling kleptomaniac stole the spotlight so much he’s now an MC with Eleazar from a WIP with my brother @rusted-knight, but Rosario the possible sociopath is still a (very important) SC.

    *Hugs back. Your shoulder gets squashed, and I step on Cathy’s foot* oops.

    not an uncommon experience for me LOL 😀

    Wait a minute… I am so confused. In my above post it says that I quoted Rose and then Neasa, and I thought that I quote Cathy (Whose quote is attributed to Rose) and Rose (whose quote is attributed to Neasa)…am I missing something, or did the website have a fluke???

    Lol that’d be the Internet PacMan that haunts the StoryEmbers site! Be sure you ALWAYS copy your post before you post it in case the PacMan devours that too 😉

    11:55 pm
    A thin thread of steel-silver spiderweb is dangling off the Bridge. Maybe this is it. Maybe…
    I’m not ready to die yet.
    I peek over the edge just as spiderthread weaves around the rails, this is so creepy, we gotta decide on something soon. Or we’re just gonna die anyway idk. Do I get a last meal or something? I’ll settle for a lollipop…
    How’d Marsha end up knowing where to find me before–wait, we were separated about the same time the shapeshifter…And how’d Lord Castl–Oh. Oh nonono stop the bus stop the train I wanna get off!
    “I never got out of the simulation,” I mumble outloud, rubbing my head as if I’ll feel wires or something, maybe a dull pain in my hand. “because you never got out of the simulation because this whole place is the simulation and not just this whole place, Lord Castle’s the simulation machine which means–!”
    I freeze at slithery, screaky noises running right over every edge of the web and–there’s a wire, several wires, crisscrossing over my feet!
    “Ros–” CRACK!!! And Ka-pow-y the sky does a backflip and smacks my head into the floor, making me nearly strangled by the collar of my jacket, my hood yanking hard back. I don’t wanna die idontwannadieidontwannadie!!! There’s a jolt all through my leg and I give a cry, there’s something thin and spindly at the bottom and the Bridge is all cracking.
    “You’re not supposed to cheat!” I scream, and nearly grab the rails but kinda hard when you’re dangling from a precipice into who knows what, hauled back by your best friend by your hood and yanked forward by a giant spider web wire like I’m the rope in tug-a-war or something!
    “Who said anything about cheating?” Lord Castle’s voice drawls through the air. Crack! A chunk of the rails and the floor right under me crumbles off and there’s suddenly nothing but air under my feet and cord strangling my leg. I don’t wanna look down! Don’t look down don’t look down.
    I looked down!
    “I’m just letting things take their course,” It continued in Miss Murder’s voice.

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