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PROLOGUE
TRACK 1: OVERTURE & STAR CHASE
(As the House Lights dim, the overture music begins. The curtain rises and a light
reveals a scrolling title banner. As we hear a familiar voice setting our scene, the title
banner scrolls upwards to subtitle the voiceover, mimicking a famous cinematic
opening sequence.)
VOICE: The universe has fallen into slavery under the control of the evil
Umpire, with his tyrannical grip and formidable forehand. From his
base on Planet Wimbledonia, he punishes all who break his rules. But
a new hope is dawning. Pursued by The Umpire’s sinister agents,
Princess Nebula races through the galaxy on a mission to restore
freedom to the universe. Dot dot dot! …Alright, that’s it crew! Stop! END THE INTRODUCTION!!
(A lighting change as dramatic music and laser blasts are heard. Trekkies move a cut
out of Nebula’s ship and a pursuing Imperial ship across the stage. As the sounds
suddenly dim, another lighting change reveals Princess Nebula and her android
butler, Qwerty, together at the controls of their spaceship. Nebula holds an
intergalactic steering wheel whilst Qwerty presses buttons on a large handheld
control panel. They are tense and desperate.)
QWERTY: Oh no! Miss, the imperial ships are gaining on us! They’re a lightyear away!
NEBULA: Ah! Really, Qwerty? I’m already stressed enough! Maybe we can outrun them…
(Qwerty checks the fuel cells.)
QWERTY: But… The fuel cells are empty, miss…
NEBULA: Lovely, we’re about to fall into the dungeon! I can already see the bars infront of us! What do we do?!
QWERTY: Maybe we should just surrender to them, probably the easiest way, Miss.
NEBULA: Hah! Surrender? Are we scaredy-cats that submit to everything? Or brave heroes who always strike back and win?
QWERTY: Oh, scaredy-cats, for sure. We’re done for!
NEBULA: Qwerty, you’re an android! You cannot be scared of this!
QWERTY: Put it this way, miss - that’s not oil running down my leg!
NEBULA: Nonsense! We’re on a mission - millions of lives depend on us. We
just need somewhere to hide till we can refuel.
QWERTY: I’ve detected a small space station just out of range, miss. Junction
Fifty-One.
(Fade out any remaining underscore from Track 1.)

TRACK 2: JUNCTION FIFTY-ONE
(The light goes out on Nebula and Qwerty and they exit. dramatic music and sound
effects resume as a Trekkie enters with Nebula’s cut out ship on a new course,
heading towards the Junction Fifty-One signpost. It crashes headfirst into the
signpost and sticks there. The Trekkie exits as Ada enters and starts dusting the
Junction 51 signpost as the scene changes.)
SCENE ONE
(Lights fade up on Junction 51 - an intergalactic Service Station with motel,
restaurant, shop etc. - a veritable home from home for the weary space traveller.
Eccentric proprietor Daft Ada looks up to see an approaching space craft and calls
off stage to her nephew, Luke Warmwater.)
ADA: Luke? Luke? The spaceships are landing! Luke?
(Luke enters.)
LUKE: Alright, Aunt Ada, I’m here! I’m here!
ADA: Well get the docking bay open! (Luke walks off and exits as Ada
calls after him). And smarten yourself up, Luke - it’s show time!

(insert Junction Fifty-One song)

TRACK 3: JUNCTION PLAY OFF
(The chorus and Luke exit, leaving Ada with the Trekkies - a group of exotically
colourful alien travellers from every corner of the universe. They gather around
Ada’s stall of space merchandise. A large sign reads “Daft Ada’s Star Wares” in a
familiar font.)
ADA: Welcome, star trekkers, to our humble commode - Junction Fifty-One.
I’m Daft Ada, and while my nephew, Luke, services your ships, please
peruse our star wares. We’ve got special offers on space suits and
blue milk.
COSMIC: Where do you get blue milk from?
ADA: Sad cows.
STELLA: What are those lovely flowers, Ada?
ADA: (holding the flowers) These are Romulan Rose’s.
STELLA: Great, I’ll take them!
ADA: You can’t, they’re Romulan Rose’s. Here you are, Romulan Rose.
ROMULAN: (taking the flowers) Thanks, Daft Ada.
QUASAR: (pointing at some crystals) What are those, Ada?
ADA: (holding the crystals) These are Cosmic Crystals.
QUASAR: Great, I’ll take them!
ADA: You can’t.
BUZZ: Don’t tell me, they belong to Cosmic Crystal.
ADA: No! They belong to Photon Phil.
PHOTON: (taking the crystals) Thanks, Daft Ada!

(Alfie Centauri and Anne Dromeda enter, leading a line of young Jelly Nit
Apprentices.)
ALFIE: Keep up, Apprentices! Single file!
ANNE: We’re taking a fifteen-minute toilet break!
APPRENTICES: Yes, Anne Dromeda!
ALFIE: Now follow us to the restroom.
ANNE: And remember, if they have a stiff American tap…
APPRENTICES: (punching the air) Just force it!
(Alfie and Anne lead the Apprentices off stage. Ada is now selling her space suits to
some Trekkies.)
JAFFA: I could do with some new space suits, Ada.
FLASH: (pointing at a pair of pants) Look, Blast Proof Underwear!
ADA: I named it Thunderwear! (she passes a pair over)
LUNA: (reading the label) Can withstand the deadliest gas explosions!
AURORA: (wafting a hand) Daft Ada could do with a pair herself!
ADA: (snatching the pants back and shouting) Bog off!
JAFFA: Pardon?
ADA: (falsely sweet) Buy one, get one free, dear~!
(Commodore Nintendo enters leading his army of Diddly Squits.)
COMMODORE: This way, Diddly Squits!
DIDDLY SQUITS: Diddly diddly diddly diddly!
COMMODORE: How much is a cup of cosmic coffee, Amiga?
AMIGA: Fifty Starbucks!
COMMODORE: Great, let’s all get a decapitated coffee!
DIDDLY SQUITS: Decapitated coffee…?
COMMODORE: Yes - there’s no head on it! Follow me!
DIDDLY SQUITS: Diddly diddly diddly diddly!
(Commodore Nintendo leads the Diddly Squits off stage and they exit. Cosmic has
found a small baby space suit and holds it up to show the others.)
COSMIC: Oh look, Daft Ada even sells cute baby space suits!
TREKKIES: (cooing) Awww!
ADA: (suddenly snappy, snatching them) I’m not selling them!
(Ada takes the Space Suit and moves to one side, looking at it and sadly
reminiscing.)
PHOTON: Didn’t you know? They were her long, lost son’s!
ALL: Long lost son?
BUZZ: Tell us what happened, Ada?
ADA: I never, ever talk about it. (she folds her arms and looks away)
ALL: Oh, go on!
ADA: (instantly happy to oblige) Alright then! I remember just like it was
yesterday…
TRACK 4: FLASHBACK
(Flash and Luna speak over the flashback music.)
FLASH: Gather round everyone!
LUNA: She’s having a flashback!
(The crowd surround Ada as she goes into a trance. Unseen, she swaps the space
suit for a spotty, crying baby. It is her long-lost baby son, Dennis. We hear a music
box melody as she emerges from the crowd in a flashback memory sequence
comforting her crying son. The crowd turn and face the back.)
ADA: Don’t worry Denny-poos! Be a good boy for mumsie and drink your blue milk! Oh no… Those green spots are getting much worse! Cheer up however, I’ve contact the doctor!
TRACK 5: PHONEBOX #1
(We hear familiar music and sounds as a telephone box appears on stage. Doctor
Woo emerges from it carrying a medical bag and the small Gordon pot-plant puppet.)
DOCTOR: Greetings, I’m the Doctor!
ADA: Doctor who?
TRACK 6: SFX COPYRIGHT ALARM #1
DOCTOR: (shouting over the alarm and looking up) Nooo! not Doctor Who… I’m
Doctor Woo! Doctor Woo!! (to Ada) Goodness, you have to be so
careful these days. I’m Doctor Woo and this (he indicates his pot
plant) is my companion, Gordon. Now, what’s the emergency?

ill continue this later gng dw

@blackpearlscuddleslut oh that’s angst 😔😔

“So… are you gonna pay me…?” I ask, quite hesitantly, but there’s a slight beat as she looks back at the papers, then back at me, now I’m starting to get worried, because time seemed to have slowed down, but that’s when she takes a few slow steps towards me, and in response, I take some slow steps back, until she quickens her pace, then lunges at me.
“Hold on- What are you-”
She straddles me down to the floor, humbling me. I land on the concrete with a loud thud, and I SWEAR I could hear a slight growl come out of her throat, speaking of which, her hands wraps around my neck, strangling me, I try to plead for mercy, but she tightens her grip, making me completely unable to breathe, or speak.
“Money?! You are RUTHLESS If you really think this job is over, No no no… It’s not, you WILL get me that box, whether you like it or NOT.” Madame Delacroix almost screamed in my face, I tried to scream for help and shove her off me, but her grabbing at my throat tightens, and I promise it will be bound to leave a mark, she reminds me of who’s in charge, and a hint, it’s not me.

btw the skychasers book is my class book that we read so im just making a little thingy for it teehee

Darker Getting Control

🖤 | Darker: “Hah… He finally gave in…”
🖤 | Darker: “YES! Feel it… FEEL THE DARKNESS!”
🖤 | Darker: “So naive… And WEAK.”

In Pain

🖤 | Darker: “ACK! YOU… IDIOT!”
🖤 | Darker: “YOU WILL PAY!”
🖤 | Darker: “THE DARKNESS WILL SWALLOW YOU!”
Head ache (Other side getting control)
🖤 | Darker: “Ow… My head…”
🖤 | Darker: "I will NOT Let him take control…
🖤 | Darker: “NO! STOP!”

🖤 | Darker: “AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!! MY HEAD!”

Lighter Getting Control

🤍 | Lighter: “Ugh… I feel dizzy…”
🤍 | Lighter: “I should’ve just went the easy way…”
🤍 | Lighter: “I didn’t want her to hurt anyone…”

In Pain

🤍 | Lighter: “AGH! I MEAN NO HARM!”
🤍 | Lighter: “Ow! Do you mind?”
🤍 | Lighter: “OUCH! Stop!”

Headache (other side getting control)
🤍 | Lighter: “Agh… My head…”
🤍 | Lighter: “I’m… fine…”
🤍 | Lighter: “OW! WHAT’S GOING ON?!”

🤍 | Lighter: “AAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!”

theyre both merged together but they always try to get the control themselves

Infina-Phoenix you ate

Hi my name is Carmen Winstead.
Im 17 years old.
I am very similar to you
Did I mention to you that I’m dead?
A few years ago a group of girls pushed me down a sewer hole to try and embarrass me.
When I didn’t come back up the police came.
The girls said that I had fell and everyone believed them.
The police found my body in the sewer.
I had a broken neck and my face was torn off.
Send this message to 15 people after you listen the whole message if you value your life!
A boy called David received this message.
He just laughed and deleted it.
When he was in the shower he heard laughing…
My laughter!
He got really scared,
rushed to his phone to repost this message…
But he was too late.
The next morning his mom entered his bedroom and all she found was a message written in his blood saying,
“You will never have him back!”
No one has found his body yet…
because he is with me!..
A girl called Charlotte received this message and she immediately sent it to 25 people
10 more than required.
I still watch over every second of her life to make sure that she is safe
And to keep everyone close to her out of danger.
Send this to 15 people in the next 5 minutes if you don’t want your fate to be the same as David’s.
Your time starts…
Now!
The story is true you can research it on Google.

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@blackpearlscuddleslut 500 years IG totally real

Raven said in TOT (the opposite tale) idea:

H1T1 John Casterline

So there was this one guy cut abrubtly…

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Here is the lore on my OC

Origin: Underground Lab Facility - Designation “Project Obscura”

Backstory / Lore:

Well, he was born a normal child… He was taken at a young age by a research group called “NIX”; he was subjected to brutal experiments aimed at weaponizing the limits of human evolution through genetic fusion.

Over years of continuous testing, he lost both his eyes and mouth, not through accident, but intentionally removed. The scientists believed sensory deprivation and communication erasure would reduce rebellion and enhance psychic receptivity. He was fitted with neural implants, allowing the researchers to interface with his mind directly.

The testing also changed his body physically. Demonic-like horns and a prehensile tail emerged as a side effect of grafted foreign DNA, possibly demonic or extra-dimensional. His hearing sharpened to the point where silence became torture.

Abilities:

Sensory Perception: He “sees” through echolocation and electromagnetic fields. Despite lacking eyes, he can map his environment in detail.

Stealth and Agility: Enhanced speed, near-silent movement, and a tail that aids balance and climbing.

Personality:

Quiet and observant, His emotions are subtle yet deep, rarely shown but profoundly felt. He doesn’t speak, but his presence is commanding. He is not evil but is often mistaken as such. A lonely soul in a body never meant to exist.

Why he has horns:

The horns were a result of deliberate genetic splicing during one of the mid-phase experiments in the NIX facility.
The horns came to represent everything that was taken from him, his humanity, his identity, and his voice. They’re beautiful in form but grotesque in origin, a permanent marker of what he was forced to become.

LOOKS GUYS IT WAS LAST POST i just wanted to say that

“Drink me”
The small glass bottle in front of me read, in bold baby blue font. I pulled the cork off the bottle slowly, sniffing the liquid. it smelled like cotton candy, only if it was a soda and had some sort of sour tang to it.
Slowly, i took a small sip. it sizzled on my tongue, almost uncomfortably. When i swallowed, it prickled down my throat as if there were spiders crawling down it.
It tasted close to nothing, like water. Except there was this indescribable sweetness that tasted like artificial sugar.
I set the bottle down, my stomach churning slightly. Had i gotten poisoned?
My head spun as i slowly began to get more and more dizzy. I leaned against a wall, sliding to the floor. leaning my head back against the wall with a small thump, i wondered what i had just consumed.

i then exploded.
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Blake giggled

Wubbrle the [REDACTED] sure!

It was a horrible day for our little pearl—White Pearl Cookie, she was scolded for not listening to her older sisters due to her exploring further away from the Tearcrown Borders. She was fuming bad outside in her chambers, fiddling her hands; “Why can’t I explore the deep seas…? I’m also a gem mermaid like them! Just because I’m still little doesn’t mean I need someone’s help, I’m a big mermaid!” She sighs after her sentence, looking down at her hands before tearing up abit, “I’m a big mermaid too… they always exclude me in their fun adventures…!” She crosses her arms, sitting on a coral trying to pass the time before looking above—something was… up there…?

The currents seemed to be strong today, and it seems like the current was carrying someone along. White Pearl squints as she notices the creature that was carried along—a Jellyfish! She quickly widen her eyes, looking around. “Oh no… that Jellyfish looks unconscious… but… my sisters would scold me again if I attempt to go up there and try getting it…” She hesitates, looking at the jellyfish slowly drifting away before shaking her head and following along the Jellyfish, trying to reach for it before successfully doing so—she manages to trip (for some odd reason) and fall down the soft sand. “Ah, I got you little Jellyfish!” She chuckles to herself, looking at the little Jellyfish.

The Jellyfish squirms abit—suddenly it morphs into a more cookie-like form, just like White Pearl. “EEK!” White Pearl screams before returning to her calm posture, she observes the Jellyfish. “…Where am I? The currents are supposed to be above, not below…” The Jellyfish sighs, before looking at White Pearl—it blinks before slowly cleaning the sand off White Pearl. “Hey.! What are you doing…?” White Pearl asks, surprised by the sudden kind gesture the Jellyfish was giving her. “Don’t worry, I’m just cleaning you!” The Jellyfish replies, smiling with joy. White Pearl, smiles back at her before holding the Jellyfishes hand. “My name’s White Pearl Cookie! I’m a gem mermaid, you aren’t from around here aren’t you.?” White Pearl slightly wags her tail, wanting to befriend the Jellyfish. “…Frilled Jellyfish Cookie, I was only aimlessly following the currents you see.”

White Pearl tilts her head, not getting what Frilled Jellyfish meant by that—she brushes it off before trying to drag Frilled Jellyfish “Come, Come! We can play games around Tearcrown!” White Pearl giggles off, holding Frilled Jellyfish—Frilled Jellyfish, with no option to just follow the playful gem mermaid, “What’s a Tearcrown.?” Frilled Jellyfish asked curiously, White Pearl stops in her tracks before looking at Frilled Jellyfish. “Well, it’s a kingdom! A really beautiful big one. I know places we can play in there!” She continues to drag on Frilled Jellyfish on the arm—they finally arrive at one of the Places of Tearcrown, White Pearl quickly goes inside one of the tiny nooks. “This is a perfect spot for hiding, my sisters would never know!” She giggles, looking at Frilled Jellyfish. “I have alot of sisters… but they always seem to be strict, especially Crimson Coral Cookie.” She pouts a little—crossing her arms, Frilled Jellyfish giggles by the gesture. “Well… she is your sister, maybe you should listen…” she leans in towards White Pearl, fiddling her hands. “Listen? I already did, so many times! I know she wanna protect me but… I’m a big mermaid—not a little one, I promise!” White Pearl holds onto Frilled Jellyfishes hand, Frilled Jellyfish lightens her face up before replying. “Don’t worry, I’ll believe you!” Frilled Jellyfish smiles, rubbing White Pearls hand.

“Really…?” White Pearl gasps a little—she never expected to be believed. “Of course…! Why wouldn’t I not believe you.?” Frilled Jellyfish replies, White pearl does a big little smug. “Well then! You can be my best friend—AND a helper!” White Pearl giggles on her sentence, wagging her tail playfully. “Really.? I have never made a friend before…! I’ll make sure I’ll be your closest friend…” Frilled Jellyfish replies, leaning in yet again. “First thing—Ive seen the guards calling my older sisters fancy names, I wanna be called a fancy name! You try it!” White Pearls eyes were filled with sparkles, resembling like the stars. “Fancy name…? Um, how does ‘My Lady’ work on you.?” Frilled Jellyfish tilts her head, unsure to what to call her–she sighs abit “Maybe I should—” White Pearl stops Frilled Jellyfish from speaking, covering her mouth before removing it. “Yeah! ‘My Lady’… it has a good tone in it, you should call me that from now on. Okay?” She smirks, putting her hand out—gesturing a handshake of promise, Frilled Jellyfish hesitates putting her hand too… but she does anyways as they shake their hands.

“We’ll be the bestest of friends ever, I know it!” White Pearl happily cheers—smug as ever. “Of course! White P— I meant My Lady…!” Frilled Jellyfish pauses, waiting for White Pearl. “Haha! I finally have someone to talk to! I can tell you so many stories!” White Pearl cheerfully says, as she goes on to her rambles of story telling. . .

They both slumber inside the nook, embracing each other from their arms.

@ZiggysHairPuller Gio learned how to control abilities

@blackpearlscuddleslut She could just kill me if she wanted to!? so basically I existed

if that happens goodbye world

lol

These are the character descriptions so far

Ignis - A black-haired, 16 year old boy with switched personalities. One time he’s all soft and the other time he’s all protective. He was born with special abilities to control fire/make fire. His father is not a fan of this since fire abilities are what killed Ignis’ mother. He plays on their schools’ basketball team.

Rio - A brown-haired, 15 year old boy with a soft personality. He was born with special abilities to control water/make fire. His mother is protective over him and barely let’s him out of the house. Since he’s not used to going out alot, he either stays home, reading books, or playing with his water abilities.

Vulcan - Ignis’ father. Has black hair, dark personality. Surprisingly, he was not born with any abilities. Just a normal human being. A few years ago he lost his wife in a brutal fight. Her ex-boyfriend who had fire abilities got into a heated argument, and he acted on his first instinct: Anger. Both Vulcan’s wife and her ex-boyfriend died from the incident, and Vulcan has hated people with fire abilities ever since. Including his son.

Darya - Rio’s mother. Has dirty blonde hair and a strict but caring personality. Darya divorced her abusive husband when Rio was born. Ever since the divorce, she has always been determined to protect Rio no matter what. Darya also has water abilities like her son.

This lowkey can be a book.

@blackpearlscuddleslut yes because they are both alive 😥 #stopangst