CPOCT- R1P1- Road to SomewhereWhite was crashing over everything, Jordan, the mountain, the trees, his mother, him. It was suffocating. No way out. Benji clawed and scrambled trying to fight his way to the surface of the icy storm that seemed intent on devouring anything and everything that he known. The blonde awoke abruptly. He bolted to his feet clutching his throbbing head. He remembered now. He'd hit his head when he was trying to get away from the avalanche, but there wasn't snow here. Not that he could feel anyway. Did that girl make it out alright? Geeze, what was up with her anyway? He realized that he hadn't opened his eyes. His headache was willing him to keep his eyes rolled shut. What if it was bright? It would certainly make his headache worse."And what if it isn't?" He opened his eyes expecting snow to be somewhere, but it wasn't. He was in a wholly different place than he'd left. He was in a ci
P-audition- Wade in the WaterThe dark haired teen sat cross legged by the river's edge. Water dripped from his hair as he skipped stones across the wide ribbon of water. The silvery sprays and soft plips were punctuated by a loud crashing from the bushes behind him. He slowly rose to his feet and turned to face the noise. "Why do these always- I swear sometimes I wish I didn't come out here," a female voice growled. A small smile reached the boy's lips, and within moments he was on his way to meet the girl. Broken twigs littered the path behind her, and burrs clung to her jacket."Did you need a hand?" the boy called making her jump. When she saw him she smiled brightly. She had seen him around the area before."Don't you ever dry off?" she asked eying his hair. The softer light of the forest made her look as though she were spun of fine crystals of snow. Oh how quickly those crystals melted in the water."Of course I do. When
Phantom's OCT World Refo Name: Khuna or "Eric" to humans that he talks to.o Age: 87o Race: Kelpieo Power(s): Khuna has the ability to disguise himself as a rather charming human teen. He can easily shift to his original form with little to no effort. He is a rather socially adept individual with above-average persuasion skills. As a Kelpie he usually eats travelers unfortunate enough to stumble into his territory.o Strengths: Breathing underwater, above average strength for his human look, sprinting in excess of thirty five miles per hour, adhesive skin, sharp hooves, and very large canines.o Weaknesses: His anger, ego, prey drive, delicate things, Jessie, and his bridle.o Important People:o Jessica "Jessie" BensonJessie is the only human that Khuna has been able to tolerate for any length of time without wanting to snack on her. She's one of the very few individuals that Khuna would ever dare call a friend.
IP R1 P4: Call Me"Astrid, do you have a granola bar?" Munch squealed."No." was the flat reply. It was beyond her how Munch didn't seem to get the hint. "Did I really write him to be this annoying," the creator thought irritably."A pop tart?" he ask a moment later."No," she sighed."What about a strudel?""No.""Sandwich?""You know what? I think I- no," she said looking around. It felt like they'd been wandering in the maze for hours. For a moment she wondered if that crazy cat woman had made it out or not. She remembered how unsettled she'd been looking at the odd feline when it had seemingly gotten stuck halfway through transformation."You don't need to be so tart about it Astrid," Munch said laughing at his own joke. Astrid took a deep breath knowing that she should be used to the sometimes irritating hat by now."Speaking of, do you have a-""No!" she cut him off taking a right and almost running into a lavender door. It was backlit by an u
IP R1 P3: One Jump AheadSkyler paused glancing up at the walls. They looked like they stretched on forever. She knew that she could follow her scent back out, but she didn't know if robo-girl had kept up with her or not. The big cat let the hat tumble from her mouth as she looked left and right down the fork in the path. Munch grumbled his protest at being treated like a scrap of cloth and the cat stepped lightly on his face."Alice went to the right," Adin chimed in. "Sorry about earlier," she added feeling the burn of the cut as Skyler lifted her large paw off of the talking hat. The were-panther's ears dropped low to her head."Whatever, and who's Alice?" she growled. Adin still wasn't completely used to the cat's awkward speech style. She sighed."Just try the right okay?" she said wishing not for the first time that she had her own body back. Behind them they heard the unmistakable footfalls of Astrid."Astrid! Astrid! Over here," Munch cried as he w
IP R1 P2: Knife FightAdin's laptop sat unassumingly on the dorm floor so much so that her boyfriend's roommate almost stepped on it when he came back from class. Scowling, he picked it up and half-tossed it onto her boyfriend's bed totally oblivious to what had happened only hours earlier."Why're we doing this again?" Adin asked sifting her mind for any information about other tournaments that she could think of."Well, you're the one that said that we have to finish this journey Miss Know-it-all," Skyler snapped. She'd been trying to find Astrid and Munch for two hours already to no avail. It was as though the tall archways and glittering pillars stretched on into eternity. "We could always just wait in one spot until they find us," Adin suggested only to be totally ignored by the blonde cat. Adin would have glared and stalked away if she had a body of her own, but since she didn't she was forced to ride shotgun through this tournament with little will of her own. &
IP R1 P1: If I Didn't Have YouSkyler stalked the hallways of Inkling's Palace. Its open design and vaulted ceilings impressed Adin causing Skyler to be alright with the building instead of outright hating it. "It's kind of nice being able to look out wherever I please," she thought to herself trying to give herself a reason to like it. With a sigh she turned on her heel and went to her room. She'd forgotten to leave the stupidly heavy what's-it in her room. The little keys and metal frame seemed intricate, but the symbols on top of the keys meant absolutely nothing to her. She pulled it around so she could take a better look at it. The symbols looked sort of like some of the ones she had seen in the witch's grimoire. She wondered idly if the smallish device may have had something to do with magic at one time."It's a typewriter," Adin said loudly causing Skyler to flinch. It was obvious that neither of them were accustomed to th
Inklings AuditionIt was a day the same as any other. The August heat was irritating at best, and that made for one rather annoyed writer. As she sat in her boyfriend's dorm room with a laptop that was too warm to be tolerable in the heat of the dorm. It was on that day that writer Adin Jenks finally got to work on the tournament that she had decided to audition for. It was called Inklings party, and even though she had not joined a tournament before she was confident that she could put together something that could earn her a place on the roster. After several days of tossing out different characters she had finally arrived upon her decision. The were-panther Skyler Granmason. The girl still looked at the illiterate were-panther a bit dubiously as it prowled her brain; just waiting to be written about. Nonetheless the somewhat moody character seemed to be a good fit. After all, she was quite the opposite of Adin with her illi