Lukas: So how evil is Iri, anyhow? I've known some pretty evil non-villains, in previous drafts...

Me: I deleted them.

Krystal: I think she (Melody) got tired of dealing with all our family relationships, and started deleting at random.

Me: Hey, it was too much to give you evil twin cousins AND a mysterious mutual uncle who started to behave too much like Darth Vader...too bad I hadn't seen Star Wars Episodes V and VI before writing that bit. :P

Evander: You know what RP* said. It wasn't THAT cliche.

Me: Stop arguing with the Author.

Krystal: I'm sure glad I don't have to deal with evil like Klista.

Evander: No, we just have philosophical problems which play out into various atrocities which I must prevent.

Enrico: And I must perpetrate. ::evil laugh::

Me: I think you all need to go polish your goggles and re-read the outline I wrote the other day.

[*RP is a writer friend of mine...]

Me: Oh... wow... that took a long time to read...

Kyra: considering you haven't been on since page 15!!!!

Vera: *furious* It seems that I must reassert my authority on this forum.

Kyra: Like you ever had any authority.

Rhain: Not again!

Vera: (ignoring Kyra and Rhain) Klista, I think that we could get along quite well.

Rhain: We've gone over this before, Vera. You can't get past the page margins without both author's permission. And Abby wouldn't do something like that! Right, Abby?

Me: Well...

Kyra, Rhain, and Ciarra: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Kyra: Really, Abby. I thought you were smarter than that.

Me: I can do whatever I want with you guys. You're fictional, remember?

Kyra: FICTIONAL! You insult us!

Rhain: uh.... Kyra...

Vera: This peasant talk bores me. Klista, could you please inform me what an Unspoken is?

Kyra: Oh, now you're polite.

Me: I think we'd better leave before this gets nasty.

Krystal: Poor Iri.

Evander: So, technically speaking, is he an Anakin Skywalker character type?

Krystal: Hey, have you been digging in the alternate reality's data files?

Evander: If you mean Wookieepedia, then yes.

Krystal: You don't even have a computer! In fact, I don't even know what a computer is!

Evander: Yes you do. Your neurotransfer is one.

Krystal: Well, it looks different from these other things you call computers.

Evander: Anyhow...what I mean by an Anakin Skywalker character type is this: "a character who is gradually entrapped in evil until he feels he has no other choice than to start liking it but is eventually redeemed". Reference: Star Wars Episodes II and III; also Episode VI.

Krystal: You pay too much attention to science fiction.

Evander: Well, I'm LIVING IT (in a manner of speaking) so get over it.

Krystal: You used a smiley.

Evander: Yeah...?

Krystal: You're supposed to be this strong twin brother character who never uses smilies. It's a cliche of some sort you're supposed to pull on.

Evander: Oh well. Author'll get over it.

Krystal: **sigh**

Me: Pardon their usage of SW references, I know a lot of people don't 'do' SW, but Evander hacked my computer. Been spending too much time with his cousins, I think...

Vera: Well then, Klista, if you are so interested in mere technicalities, then we might work together.

Kyra: Who is interested in technicalities? Last time I checked...

Vera: *shoots a venomous glance at Kyra* And if you dare call me lazy again, I'll...

Rhain: Vera, you seem to forget once again that we cannot get to one another across the margins.

Vera: I know that, peasant!

Kyra: Then what were you planning on doing?

Vera: I... I don't know, but I would think of something. I could always employ Iri's help.

Kyra: *laughs* Sorry, but Iri is cowering in the corner right now. I don't think he would be much help.

Tesmir: Of course. I've experienced Elven speed before... Or at least Seymour's.

Seymour: That's what you get for sneaking up on us at night.

Tynx: [Looks up at Iri]You say something? Wanna share my balloon?

Me: Ignore him if you want.

Mordir: [Looks up at Klista curiously]

Cory: She's way out of your league. I wouldn't bother.

Mordir: No one asked you, Benjamin.

Seymour: May i have my staff back now?

Me: Will you behave?

Seymour: Yes.

Me: Then yes, you may.

Karanzu: Great. Now that means that my author will let you win. Although it is nice to be enlightened. And it was quite funny, your punishments.

Me: Actually, I don't who'll win.

Camden: Who won the last one?

Malchus: Neither, I think. It was interrupted by Iri.

Camden: Do I ever get my face?

Me: Yes. I ran out of time tonight, I promise I'll work on it tomorrow at 6. k?

Camden: Fine...

Felicia: ::yawns:: Shouldn't we go to bed?

Dialo: When did you get to be sensible??

Felicia: Since I turned 17.

Dialo: Oh, yeah...

Me: It truly is bedtime. Goodbye, everyone!

Camden: Hey, we didn't get to fight each other this time.

Dialo: Good.

Camden: We'll have to argue next time.

I drag the characters out, who evidently are not tired.

*restore complete*

Prince: AW MAN!! THAT'S PAINFUL!!

Elanhil: I hope the rewrite is good

Me: Oh it is. Now talk to everyone else.

Kearth: Aaron, would you mind letting me borrow that broad-sword?

Me: No broad-swords.

Kearth: Aw..

Prince: I must go find my damsel!!

Me: Prince!! Look, I'm sorry you don't have a name, but you're not supposed to fall in love!! It's not how you are!!

*Prince cunningly stays on the forum as Merashath removes all the other characters*

Prince: Now to find my damsel!!

Felicia: Over here! ::neutralizes boundary::

Me: You can't do that.

Felicia: Yes, I can. ::touches boundary, and nothing happens::

Me: Great. Power out. I'll have to get that fixed...

Felicia: Hurry, Prince!

Niarah - How did she do that?

Thysal - Do what?

Niarah - Neutralized the boundry.

Thysal - (shrugs. Romance and damsels bore her. She stretches her wings and yawns.) Has anyone seen Smoky or any other dragon around?

Rahor - I sympathize with that prince.

Niarah - (gives him a look) That's because you suffer from the same chivalry-rescue-damsels sort of thing.

Rahor - Sumira isn't just a damsel, she's a . . .

Me - Hush! I'm clamping down on your guys plot giveaways.

Me: What!! Hey, how are you still in here??

-I hurriedly whisk the Prince away-

Me:[as walking out the door]I have told you many times, you are not the kind of prince whose face is turned by a pretty lady!! You're supposed to be noble, on who cares for his people, *gradually grows faint and indistinguishable*

Felicia: ::crying:: No!!!

Me: Knock it off. You don't get to marry him. I fixed the boundary.

Felicia: I know how to break it again. ::looks mournfully at Prince::

Me: You are a hopeless romantic.

Dialo: C'mon, can't you let her get married?

Me: I would. But we'd have to see if Merashath would.

Me: NEVER!! THE PRINCE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE DEVELOPING THIS WAY!! But if you want, I can introduce a handsome romantic young man.

Elanhil: Don't look at me. Make it my brother.

Me: You have a brother?

Elanhil: Yes, I wrote him. His name is Alanhil.

Alanhil: Hes noot a veryy gode othor.

Me: I noticed. Let me help you there

-Hammer noises, Power saws, and sandpaper scratches-

Me: Ah, much better. You're a new man.

Horace (formerly Alanhil): Aha! Now I can actually speak!

*Glares at Elanhil*

Elanhil: I liked his old name better.

Me: Well I don't. What do you think, Felicia?

Thysal - Sounds like you have a good character production system. I never knew that power tools were useful in character development.

Niarah - DON'T give Ciela any ideas!

Felicia: I like the name Alanhil. I guess I could marry him instead, if you insist. Prince was much better, though... ::deactivates the boundary again::

Camden: You really think a prince would marry a peasant?

Felicia: If she's a fair maid in danger, yes.

Me: The power tools were funny, Merashath! More so, because I'm going to be using some very soon...

Malchus: On me? ::gets worried::

Me: No, I'm only fractalling you. I meant in real life.

Malchus: Whew.

Camden: Being fractalled is painful.

Malchus: You didn't seem to mind.

Camden: I hide pain well.

Malchus: I suppose not having a face would be annoying. Though I see you got yours back.

Camden: Yep. She made me handsome.

Felicia: You are not handsome. You look like Anakin.

Dialo: Felicia!! Were you watching Amanda's movies again???

Felicia: Well, just a little.

Camden: Anakin is handsome. At least, Padme thought so, and she looks a lot like you.

Felicia: Thanks. But, I was meaning Anakin after he got locked up in the suit for 20 years.

Me: My characters are talking about Star Wars. What has this world come to??

::escorts characters away, but Felicia gets left by accident::

Felicia: Now, to find Alanhil...

Mordir: Funny? Her punishments are far from amusing.

Me: Compared to Darias, my punishments are more like getting grounded.

Seymour: But you do not share Darias's evil ways.

Cory: She's the genius who thought him up. So, technically she's got his evil ways.

Me: Quit while you're still pullin' breath, Cory.

Lorielle: [Giggles]

Tesmir: Ah, I could beat you without healing.

Tilmere: You could? I should like to see that.

Tesmir: Of course you would. Because if I'm wrong, you get to mock me until I die, and then after.

Me: Ah, siblings.

Jesse: They make siblings affection look easy.

Me: It's not, but with enough effort it can be even easier.

Rowen: I am here, Thysal. Forgotten, but I haven't left.

Me: Oops.

Tesmir: We've got at least two pretty maidens here, Prince.

Me: Which two?

Jesse: Lorielle and you. Werynn's already-

Werynn: [Hit Jee's shoulder with the hilt of her blade]

Jesse: [Cries out in alarm and pain and backs off] Alright, alright, I'll stay quiet!

Me: Anyway, none of the girls here are princesses.

Seymour: Do they have to be?

Tesmir: [Smiles slyly] No, but at least two are taken. Werynn apparently is, and Cory's got Lorielle.

Cory: What?!

Lorielle: Excuse me?!

Tesmir: See? When they deny it, ya know it's true.

Tilmere: You, my brother, are impossible.

Me: [To Merashath] I like the name Alanhil. But then again, I like those kind of fantasy names.

Terra: Ohh, it seems to be turning into a match making party in here!

Malka: *Sighs, goes to sleep*

Me: Don't get any ideas... you're already spoken for. I like the new power tool usage... I hope your use of a hammer is not really happening to your computer screen *smack, smack*

Eli: I guess being a prince has its advantages... It seems our world differs in rules a bit. I can marry whomever I please, no matter peasant or royalty.

Terra: *Giggles* Oh Eli, you can be so full of yourself! Do these boundaries really break? *touches border with a quick tap, but is surprised when she passes through*

Me: Why is everyone having problems with their borders.. Now I have to go retrieve my character...

Terra: *shakes Taivens hand* Oh, hello Taiven, its a wonderful thing to meet like this....

Malka: *Wakes up and bounds over to Terra*

Me: Great! now they're all escaping! Elias Quatremaine you better stay right where you are!

Eli: No need to use my full title... you authors can get so pushy!

Me: Felicia, what have you done???

Felicia: Um... I don't know.

Me: What did you break?

Felicia: I only broke that cable up there. ::points to main power cable::

Me: YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELF KILLED!!!!!

Felicia: Ooops.

Me: [still yelling] And you made it so all the boundaries are down, and will be until we get a electrician in to fix that!

Felicia: Ooops.

Me: You, young lady, are going to pay for that electrician's time! And, you are grounded. No talking to Alanhil for a week!

Felicia: What????

Dialo: Be nice to her, will you please? ::wanders off to talk to some of the other characters::

I drag Felicia out, still lecturing her.

Dialo: Hey, nice to meet you, Tesmir! And you too, Tilmere. ::shakes hands:: Will you be fighting Karanzu now, Tesmir? Or maybe both of you together could fight him. That'd be fun to watch.

Camden: If she broke it the second time by cutting the wire, how'd she do it the first time?

Malchus: I think she just turned off the power. See, there's a switch up there. And Felicia is a good shot with a bow.

Camden: That makes sense... ::makes mental note as to where the power switch is::

Me: Don't you try anything! I'm going to go practice with a double-bladed sword. You all had better still be here, with out any serious injuries from other characters, when I get back! :stern:

Camden: ::makes mental note never to make mental notes, because the author can read minds. Also makes mental note to not try anything while she is here::

Me: Why did I develop your character?? Now you're the most unruly of the bunch.

Dialo: What do you want to be chosen for, Smoky?

Camden: And what was Klista threating? I thought Iri was a bad enough badguy, this Klista girl is pretty bad..

Malchus: Iri, come on over. You're the guy with the claws, right? ::tries to remember from the times Amanda let me read the other posts:: Those are pretty neat, I think they'd fit well with our story.

Dialo: Just so long as he is on our side.

Tirahi: ::under breath:: Where is that girl when I need her?

Malchus: What girl? You're married? You never told me that!

Tirahi: I wonder about your sanity sometimes, Malchus. I meant our author, of course.

Malchus: She's off developing me. That's why I'm not sane right now either.

Tirahi: This is going to be a looooong night...

Me: Wow, this place is getting pretty hectic. No boundaries, one ton dragons jumping up and down, matchmaking, evil villains, duels...is there any sense of order left in this entire place?

Zaciré: I'm just going to poke my head in and say 'hey'. I don't want to get jumped on by a villain or zapped by a post boundary.

Numaryá: I'm sure it's not all that dangerous. Good shooting, Felicia. We must have some target practice some time...apparently in the rewrite of our story I'm legendary with a bow.

Me: Yup. Well, got to go check the HWRF...bye everyone!

Me: Ok, the prince is officially not allowed in here. And I'm sorry about the power tools. Horace, you may as well go find Felicia, it looks like she likes you. And no, I don't permit you to go by the name Alanhil.

-Horace hurriedly runs through boundaries before electrician arrives-

Elanhil: Alanhil was a good name!!

Kearth: Rather stupid if you ask me.

King: Things will get lonely without the prince.

Me: He's still at the castle, he's just not allowed in here.

Kearth: I'd like a broadsword now, if you don't mind.

Me: Oh, very well, here.-hands Kearth Broadsword-

Kearth:-rushes off to pick fight-

Me: Uh-oh.

Felicia: Thanks, Numarya!

Horace steps over the boundary and enters the post.

Horace: Hail, my princess.

Felicia blushes and looks down.

Me: Uh... I'm not sure how to write a romance...

Camden: Let me do it!

Me: You'd write a tragedy, not a romance. Anyone got any ideas on how to write a romance between these two? With out making it lame?

Felicia: One doesn't write romance. I hate it how you authors have control over us like that.

Horace: I find it nice. Because now I get to marry you, something which I may have never done, because you were going to marry Prince.

Felicia blushes again.

Negraz: Finally there is a being with an inkling of my power.

Tesra: Wait, Klista?

Me: If anybody is searching for a fair maiden, the one in this post is already taken.

Matt: Really! By who? (Griffin blushes) Ohhhhh, I got ya.

Griffin: I never said I liked her.

Tesra: Wait, Griffin likes me?

Me: Wait!!! Stop!!! This isn't suppose to be happening! I have to delete their recent memory.

Deletion complete.

Griffin: Wait, wha....

Tesra: You need to do my essence.

Me: I know...

Negraz: I would like to have a victim to kill. If anybody wishes to die please inform me immediately.

Griffin: I WANT A DUEL!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ravork: I would like one as well.

Phillip: I cannot figure out the complexion emotional reactions of the human heart. Science is silent on this point.

Me: I liked the Prince, I think you should bring him back.

Matt: Bye!!

Tilmere: It is a pleasure to meet you, Dialo.

Tesmir: Same.

Tilmere: As to your question, Dialo. I have no inclination to duel. But Tesmir has quite the line-up.

Tesmir: If I lose, don't you dare tell anyone.

Rowen: [Sniffs Klista's shoulder] You are strong. What kinds of power do you have?

Cory: He's gonna get himself killed with his curiosity.

Tynx: But he's not a cat. Curiosity only kills cats.

Mordir: [Smiles]

Tilmere: Rune, it is time for us to go. There are things back home we should attend to. Tesmir, we will send the twins here to keep an eye on you.

Tesmir: Joy. Tell Jek to at least pretend that he's happy.

Rune: [Laughs] Only if you advise him to control his power.

Me: I dunno, I think the ladies here would find it quite pleasant.

Tesmir: [Smiles slyly] Oh, I'm sure they would.

-Kearth looks confused at Negraz, Griffin, and Ravork-

Kearth: Woah, uh, I'll fight ONE of you, but not all of you. I'll start with Negraz, and when I'm done with him I'll do Griffin, and after that Ravork. Sound good?

Me: Oh, you're not even that good with a sword.

Kearth: I'm gonna attack him anyway.

-Kearth runs at Griffin, and thrusts towards his chest-

Elanhil: That's not Negraz.

Me: Oh dear.

Me(to Horace): Ok, I'm officially not your author anymore. I'm giving you away. I never really wanted you.

Me[to Amanda]: Our characters seem to enjoy each other. How would you like to write a story together with all of them, maybe to help develop them more for their primary stories? My brother actually suggested it to me.

Elanhil: That would be fun! Who are you going to include?

Me: Well, she hasn't replied yet, but if she agrees, I'd choose you, Kearth, the Prince, the King, (I'd need names for those two), Merashath, Thandraug, Horace, and the citizens of Shinazaar. I might choose some of the Dwarves and elves, but it's all undecided still.

Elanhil: Please say yes!!

Grace - Hello, I am one Falcon Lord's few character's.

Justin - *Bounces up and down* Don't forget me! I'm the hero of the story!

Grace - *Rolls eyes* and this is Justin the "hero"...

Frightful - You two should learn to really get a long, I do have to carry you on my back you know...

Me - Thankfully I am not making him like this in the story

Justin - woah woah woah... What? why? I like being...myself..

Grace - Yourself ain't pretty

Me - This is what I have to put up with...

Frightful - I will never understand humans...

Me: Merashath, it sounds like a fun idea! But I have other writing I'm doing, and we're building a garage. (not the characters, my family and I ) I really am not going to have much time to write. So at the moment I'll have to say no. ::flees from characters trying to form a lynch mob:: But maybe some other time! ::voice fades into distance::

Me: ::panting:: Oh, and if you're not Horace's author anymore, can I change his name?

Horace: Wait, I've been disowned??? Yay!!!

Felicia: Alanhil!

Horace: My princess! Ahhhh! Dragon!!!

::dragon swoops down on Felicia and carries her away::

Felicia: ::screaming:: Alanhil!!

Dialo: Somebody do something!

Camden raises his bow, but Malchus takes it from him.

Malchus: Let someone who can do it.

Malchus shoots at the dragon. He makes a direct hit, but the arrow bounces off. The dragon flies out of range before Malchus can make another try.

Camden: I didn't think you could do it.

Malchus: I hit it, but the arrow bounced. I guess we'll have to try another method.

Dialo: Hey, where's Horace, or Alanhil, or whatever his name is?

::characters run around shouting for Alanhil::

Tirahi: We'd better get moving.

Dialo: To find Alanhil?

Tirahi: No. We're going to find the dragon... and maybe rescue Alanhil on the way.

Tesmir: Well that was.... unexpected.

Tynx: Hi new people! This place is fun, but it can get crazy.

Me: He's in a good mood. I banished him to a balloon.

Werynn: [To Phillip] I would think it is so complex because everyone has their own way of showing emotion, there's no one general way.

Jesse: You've been hanging out with my brother, haven't you?

Werynn: You would be wise to do the same.

Cory: Can we help you look for Alanhil and Felicia?

Rowen: [Raises wings] Give me a direction, and I will fly.

[Vines suddenly grow, closed blossoms hanging from them.]

Seymour: They are here.

Cory: Good, they can help.

Tesmir: Why not just show up? That's what everybody else does.

Seymour: Your brothers are cautious.

Tesmir: I know. They're as bad as Tilmere. [Speaking with sarcasm

[Two young men step into view. Both looks almost exactly the same, with brownish-blond hair and gray eyes. One of the young men has a scar running form the middle of his forehead to his right ear]

Me: Guys, these two are Hakor and Jek. Twins, and Tesmir's older brothers. Jek was born after Hakor.

Hakor and Jek: [Awkward silence]

Me: And, they're not overly talkative.

Jek: What is this place? Tilmere told us it would be... differen,t but it seems so strange.

Tesmir: Because it's kind of like a meeting place between other fantasy worlds, where characters from other stories mingle.

Hakor: I see you've done that quite well. What happened to you? YOu're hurt.

Tesmir: What? Oh, I was dueling Aaron.

Jek: Who won?

Tesmir: Not sure. Iri came in and tried a sneak attack. Aaron prob'ly would've won, though. He's an Elf.

Jek: Ah, than he would have won. Against you, anyway. [Smiles] But what it going on? We saw a dragon fly overhead. And it wasn't Rowen.

Cory: Some dragon took off with an author's character. Then another character of the same author has most likely gone after it.

Jek: What can we do to help?

Malchus: Hi, Jek and Hakor! And all you other new people.. Grace, Justin, and the name I can't remember...

Dialo: Jek, I don't know how you can help. Right now, we're tracking Alanhil, who went after the dragon. Are you good at tracking?

Camden: Which one of you has the scar? (wow, that's an odd thing to say...) How did you get it?

Malchus: You know they won't tell you. Plot giveaways are not allowed.

Camden: I am hopeful...

Tirahi: We need to keep moving, you two.

Malchus: Two? Where's Dialo?

Tirahi: Probably at the dragon's lair by now.

Malchus: He doesn't have a clue how to track someone, how could he be at it's lair?

Tirahi: Because he doesn't know how to track someone.

Malchus: uh... right.

Camden: Shouldn't we wait to see if Jek is going to help?

Tirahi: He can join our quest anywhere. Come on! ::runs after Dialo as a scream echoes through the woods::

Malchus: How did we get in a wood?

Me: I put you there.

Malchus: ::grabs Camden's arm and runs after Tirahi and Dialo:: I hate running in forests...

Jek: I have the scar. It is of no great importance to any plot. As Zoey does not even know.

Me: Yeah...

Jek: I received this pleasant appearance addition during battle when I was younger.

Hakor: Jek's great at tracking.

Jek: I will help in any way I can.

Cory: Good. Climb on Rowen and you two get moving.

Hakor: Jek can't track form the air.

Jek: I will follow Dialo and the rest. [Runs off]

Lorielle: When can they find out?

Me: When everyone's back and everyone's safe. And then we will let Jek tell them when he pleases.

Hakor: That's one thing you should know about him: Never rush him.

Thysal - Wow, that was seriously random. I can't believe a dragon just kidnapped that girl. I mean, if a dragon is going to carry someone off, wouldn't they choose someone smaller? Like the fox?

Rahor - Apparently you know what you're talking about, Ice Dragon. But I agree, things are definitely getting way too out of control.

Niarah - But you're loving this, admit it.

Traxus - Welcome, Falcon Lord, Grace, Justin, and Frightful.

Thysal - Frightful, you mentioned that you are not human. What are you, then?

Niarah - Some form of beast whom you can ride. Frightful, I love your name!

Rahor - Welcome, Hakor and Jek! It's a relief to have more serious people here.

::Jek runs up::

Jek: I'm here to help.

Tirahi: Thanks! It's always better when characters band together.

Jek nods and searches for a trail.

Malchus: Tell us what when we get back?

Camden: Oh, I see your scar now, Jek.

Jek: Mmmmm...

Jek finds the trail, and quickly leads the party to Dialo. Dialo is laying beside Alanhil, and both have arrows in their backs.

Camden: Hey, Amanda, why'd you do that???

Me: Because. At least he's not dead yet.... Zoey, what other things is Jek good at? And, Thysal, it wasn't random. I needed to write a romance for Felicia and Alanhil, and the best way to do that was to have my dragon come take Felicia. It's all planned, the girl won't be hurt.

Malchus: Wait, you know what's going to happen??

Me: You do not know that.

Malchus: I do not know that.

Me: I like mind tricks.

Taiven: Well, this is a bit... Crazy.

Eclipsi: I agree... Dragons flying off with innocent girls, authors disowning characters and a bunch of new people... Wow.

Taiven: Poor girl. I will help in anyway I can to find and rescue her.

Eclipsi: As will I.

Taiven: Does anyone know where this beast came from? I know that dragon did not come from Laishna.

Eclipsi: I would fly after the dragon, though it would be better if I know what I am dealing with first.

Taiven: I agree... To answer some earlier posts, after all this girl snatching business is done, I would like to duel with someone. Prehaps Griffin or one of your companions.

Frightful - I am a Phoenix, thank you!

Justin - Yes, Frightful is not human

Grace oh please...

Me: Wow! what in the world of HW's is going on here? it's so... wild?!

Malka: *Makes what looks like a smile*

Terra: Malka is pleased to have another animal join him... welcome Frightful, Grace, Justin

Eli: If you need at tracker to help locate the girl, Terra is the best one I know!

Terra: *blushes* Eli! I will gladly render my assistance if it is needed

Me: I give you permission to go.

Terra: Then I will join them! *picks up her bow*

Eli: Be careful!!! *watches her vanish into the forest* May Adonai bless your quest!

Frightful - What type of animal are you Malka?

Grace - Thanks for the greeting Terra!

Justin - *Eats pizza*

Me -

Grace - Taivan and Matt are like Justin and I

Justin - *Blushing*

Frightful - You guy's are...I'm not going to say it..

Me -

Camden: This search party is getting rather large.

Terra walks up.

Terra: Hey, need any help?

Tirahi: Sure. ::motions to Alanhil and Dialo:: We need to get them bandaged.

Malchus: Don't forget this. ::hands Terra and Tirahi each a small bottle:: Works wonders on these sorts of wounds.

Tirahi: Thanks.

Terra: What is it?

Malchus: Ask Tirahi. He was the one that made it.

Tirahi: A traditional remedy, that's all...

Jek, Camden, and Malchus help remove the arrows, and Terra and Tirahi bandage the wounds. Alanhil comes to first.

Alanhil: Felicia!

Malchus: Easy, Alanhil. You'd better get some rest before you go after her again.

Camden: Why can't the author just heal them?

Me: It's more dramatic this way.

Camden: I hate dramatic.

Dialo wakes up, and Camden turns his attention to restraining him from rushing off after his sister again.

Me: Wow...a lot has happened since I was last on here. My brother is producing romantics with power tools, girls are getting abducted, couples are getting singled out. What a mess!

Forsvar: I must go help the healing party, unless they are already done.

Numaryá: Who was it that shot the dragon with an arrow? Really...any archer would know that a dragon's scales are impervious to arrow shots.

Zaciré: Wow, that's like the longest sentence you've ever said. Congratulations. Where are these trackers? I must go with them to find this girl that her author cruelly and purposely abducted, or so it seems.

Forsvar: Ah, young Alanhil is feeling better. That is good.

Me: Time to go, everybody!

Me: Sure, you can have HORACE, but I'll always call him by his old name

Elanhil: See, maybe you're not a good author. Everyone likes my name for him much better.

Me: Which you took from the name I gave you?

Elanhil: I'll go form a search party. Everyone is just standing around in one spot.

-Elanhil walks off in the opposite direction, and returns seconds later-

Elanhil: Well, I already found the dragons lair. It's over there.[points off towards the east]

Kearth: Well then let's go, by all means!!

Me: Elanhil, you're taking the fun out of this by finding the dragon lair so quickly. Thanks, Merashath. Alanhil's a good character.

Alanhil: The dragon lair is to the east?? Let's go!

Camden: You really don't care that your author disowned you, do you?

Alanhil: Nope. I mean, I miss my brother, but the barriers are down, so we can talk anytime. And I like it over here. Now, to find my princess...

Dialo: Are Elanhil and Kearth coming?

Tirahi: I don't know, but we'd better keep up with Alanhil this time.

::All the characters go east to the dragon's lair::

Me: (speaking only to authors so the characters don't get to miss out on the fun) hee hee. I sent the dragon elsewhere.

Terra: I am not supposed to reveal this, but I can heal a person better than your bandages and medicines...

Me: No plot giveaways...

Terra: I wasnt going to say any more.

Malka: *Nods*

Terra: Malka wishes Frightful to know, he is an animal similar to a grey wolf--

Me: I havent named that species yet *blush*

Terra: --they are rare and very beautiful, they can only be seen on Imendriah with the exception of Malka.

Eli: It seems the world is coming to an end here, every love match is being found-- except possibly one

Terra: Eli...

*A call comes from the tracker party*

Terra: I must go. Till I return! *Smiles at Eli*

Malka: *snorts in frustration*

Eli: Yes... you were never one for romance

Me: Is Kearth still attacking Griffin, sorry I wasn't on.

Griffin: An interesting search party.

Matt: Ooh! I want to help! (runs over)

Phillip: Wait, the barriers are down? Oh no.

(Ravork rushes out and is about to slice Elanhil in half when Negraz raises his arms and darkness descends as everybody but the authors fall down, unconscious)

Me: What was that for!

Negraz: Everyone was getting to excited over nothing. Besides I couldn't let them rescue the mortals.

(I revive Tesra, Griffin, and Phillip)

Griffin: Whose bright idea was it to let the barriers down?

Tesra: Yeah, he could killed instead!

Me: I wouldn't let him do that...probably.

Griffin, Tesra, and Phillip: PROBABLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Me: Eh, sorry 'bout that everyone. Bye!

Me: Whoa... OK, one thing I need to request: Amanda, dearest, I must ask that you refrain from controlling my characters. I'll let this one slide, and have Jek go along with what you've written, but in the future, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't control my characters. Thank you.

And, I will write out a full reply tomorrow. I don't have time at the moment.

Sorry about that, Zoey. I'll not do it in the future.