Hello! This is my Writing Thread for JWC 2023.

Info About Me!
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Name: Chloe
Pronouns: She/Her
Word Goal: 4861 {} 10k
Keys: 24

Tasks for 3k points (5/5):
Go to bed before 12:00 a.m. 3 days in a row (3/3)
- Complete 15 dailies (4/15)
- RP with someone from your cabin (1/1)
- Complete 2 weeklies (2/2)
- Win 4 word wars (0/4)
- Write a JWC fanfiction (NOTE: if you wrote a JWC fan fiction for a daily/weekly and got points for it, it can't count for the monthly challenge.) (0/1)
- Enter the writing competition (1/1)
- Enter the MB Cover contest (1/1)

Links:
Main Cabin
Sleuth Cabin
Word Adding Project
Word Count
Clue Group

Daily for January 3rd:
Lily looked around the park, where people with butterfly wings on their back were doing various things. She had a set of her own, a nice blue pair. Everyone had wings now. A hundred years before, world war had broken out. Nucluer warheads were launched, spreading radiation everyone. An odd thing resulted from this radiation. Kids began being born with butterfly wings. Scientist said that the radiation had altered DNA, cauing humans to have butterfly wings. Now everyone has these wings. Cars were no longer used because because people just flew everywhere. Lily smiled, taking flight, flying home. Her husband and daughter, Marella were at home. Marella hadn't developed her wings yet. When kids turn ten, they start eatting a ton of food. Eight years later, when they turn eighteen, they go to these special hotel sort of things, and spend the year asleep. When they wake they would have a new, beautiful set of wings. Wing colors and type help determine what profession different people go into. Monarch wings make you a king or a queen. Blue are common people, while brown tends to be poor and homeless. Lily frowned, at the reminder. She always thought the system was unfair, but she had no control over it. She looked at her wardrobe. Clothing had really changed a ton over the last century. People had to figure out how to wear clothing that wouldn't hurt their delicate wings. Children could wear normal, no winged clothing, but adults had to figure out how to make clothing that could go around the wings. It took a few years to finally develop, and they succeded. Lily changed into her pajamas, ready for bed. People had to be careful at night, in order to avoid breaking their wings. Wings could be fixed but it wasn't easy. Wings made life for humans easier in some ways, but harder in others.
+315 words

Word War
Results: I lost
Words I typed: 181

Once upon a time, there was a cat name Suskit. Suskit was the best cat in all the lands, and he loved rocks. Suskit was made king of all the world. Suskit got bored one day and decided to go on a quest. He traveled for hours and hours before he came upon an orange tree. He took the magical fruit and tried it. IHe loved it so much that he took all the fruit and made that day national orange day, and made the orange the nation fruit. He planted fields and fields of orange trees and oranges became the main export of Suskingdom. They even put the orange on the flag. One day, when he was out making a treaty with another kingom, he saw a cat named Spacekitty. He loved Spacekitty and they got married. They had several kitties and named them Rockkit, Orangekit, and Alicornkit. The kingdom loved the new kitties and everyone was happy and they all ate oranges and drank orange juice and were happy. The kingdom of Suskingdom lived happily ever after, the end.

Suskit is owned by @Mr-Skelecat

Word Wars
Results: Coming Soon
Words: 190
Hotdogfly walked through the twoleg city, happy as a small child who was given a lollipop. He loved the sights and sounds of the city. He ran into a twoleg park, and attempted to catch on of the birds eating breadcrumbs on the ground, but failed, causing a ton of birds to fly into the sky. He then followed the scent of meat, into a small hamburger stand, where he quickly stole a hambuger from the unsuspecting twolegs. He then ate his wonderful prize before continuing on. A twoleg nearby was talking on one of those magical rectangles and slammed into another twoleg. The other twoleg dropped their drink and it spilled everywhere. It was a brown, warm liquid. Hotdogfly tasted it, and recoiled. It tasted bitter. After taking a quick drink out of the fountain, he began to go home to his clan, Chaosclan. Soon he gained energy, and sprinted back home feelling like he could run for miles without stopping. He was wind, he was speed, he was NEVER GOING TO STOP. He soon began to sprint around the camp, running, running, running forever and ever and ever.

CHAOSCLAN

Weekly #1 Complete!


Part One:
Words: 1006
Protagonist: Ciara Antagonist: Zaylee Deutegonist: Calla, Headmaster Lisa Tertiary: Other Students, Teachers.
Ciara looked around the crowded cafeteria. Hundreds of people were talking, eating, and enjoying themselves. She went to a prestigious college, where people trained in magic. It was very hard to get entered, as you had to have a power, as well as good grades and the money to attend. She looked around at her nearly empty table, where the only other person sitting was her friend Calla. It hadn’t always been like this though. She used to be friends, with the most popular kid in the school, Zaylee. She had loved her group of friends.
Then one day, the headmaster of the college, Lisa, had called Ciara into her office. “Hey Ciara.” she had started. “You are getting a new roommate soon. Her name is Calla. She is very powerful and comes from a very important family. But she is only 14, so she’ll need someone to be a friend.”
Ciara nodded. “That shouldn’t be too hard.”
Later that day, she had found Zaylee in the school’s coffee shop, drinking a cold brew with the rest of her friends. Ciara bought one and sat down next to her friends. “Hey, Ciara!” Zaylee had greeted. “What did the Headmaster want?”
Ciara shrugged. “Apparently there is a fourteen-year-old girl joining the school. She's going to be my roommate.”
Zaylee rolled her eyes. “They're letting a 14-year-old into the school? How dumb is that?”
Ciara bit her lip. “Well, they said she was powerful.”
Zaylee scowled. “Or maybe it's because her parents are rich. I give her one day before she flunks out.”
Ciara shifted a bit nervously. “Well…I have some homework for Magical History, I better get going…” she said, walking out of the room. She went up to her dorm and walked in. She noticed the extra room that was always open, was now shut. She heard a girl's voice, talking to someone. Ciara put on a smile and knocked on the door. The door opened. There, there was a girl, with blond hair, emerald green eyes, blue glasses, and outfitted with a hoodie.
“Oh, hello! I'm Calla Flamesong. You must be Ciara, right?” the girl said.
Ciara nodded, glancing inside the room. “Yes…who were you talking to? Where are your parents?” Ciara asked, hoping she wasn't being too nosey.
“Oh, I was just talking to my se- a friend….my parents….they are no longer around….” she said, her voice wavering a small bit.
Ciara felt horrible. “I'm so sorry.” She said.
Calla just shrugged. “It's fine…I'm fine…everything's fine. I need to finish unpacking… and configuring all the equipment in here.”
Ciara frowned and nodded, shutting the door.
The next day came, and they went to the first course, a group course with all the school. Magic practice as it was called. “Welcome students. Today we will be doing magic duels. It will be tournament-style. I will select partners.” the teacher announced.
Ciara nodded, excited. She loved magic duels. The teacher began listing off names. “Sandy versus Layla. Misty versus Daniel. Zaylee versus… who's Calla?”
Calla raised her hand. “Me.”
Zaylee scowled in disgust. “I'm at the top of the class. You shouldn't put me with the new girl!” she complained.
The teacher frowned. “You will be dueling her, and that is final.” Then she turned to Calla. “The rules to a magic duel are simple. You go against a classmate and test the strength of your magic against each other. The winner knocks the other off of their platform.”
Calla nodded, looking confident despite Zaylee's comments. The teacher listed off all the other names, and they mounted the platforms. Ciara was against a boy her ages, who had basic light powers.
“START!”
Ciara readied her powers, which where water powers, blasting her opponent off the platform and onto the padded floor below. She looked up. seeing that most of the kids had already won and that only a few were actually neck and neck. Then she heard Zaylee yell, “HOW DARE YOU!” Zaylee was on the ground, and Calla was on the platform, fire surrounding her. “I WAS SUPPOSED TO WIN, ME!!” Zaylee yelled.
Calla just shrugged her off. “Told you not to underestimate me.”
The teacher had then walked over to Zaylee. “You lost, now go sit on the bench.”
Zaylee stormed off, furious. Then they heard the jingle of a phone call, that was quickly silenced. The teacher looked around. “Who's phone was that?” she asked. When nobody replied, she said, “I better not hear it again. She then began to list off names for the second round. ”Calla and Layla, Ciara and Daniel…“
Then Layla spoke up. ”Where is Calla?“
Ciara looked around, noticing her roommate was gone. Zaylee smirked. ”Guess someone is a chicken and backed out.“
The teacher frowned, finishing the list. Then Calla burst back into the room. ”Sorry…something came up.“ she said, looking worried.
The next round started. Ciara managed to take down Daniel. Then she looked up, to see that Calla had been taken down. Calla looked relieved and went over to the bench. Ciara then managed to top the next few rounds, making it to the final and then winning the tournament. She looked over to where Calla was sitting and Calla was gone.
After that, it was lunch. Ciara grabbed her food, and looked around the lunchroom for Calla, unable to find her. She bit her lip, sitting next to Zaylee. Zaylee was complaining to the friend group about how Calla had beaten her. Then she made the plot to spread rumors and make Calla's life miserable. Ciara spoke up. ”Let's not…Calla has already lived a rough life…. just let her enjoy the school.“
Zaylee looked at Ciara like she had grown an extra head. ”How dare you suggest that. Do you care more about that CHILD than MY happiness?“
Ciara thought for a moment. ”Yes. Yes, I do."
Zaylee growled before blasting Ciara with her magic. Ciara screamed, before it all went black. (Full story will be done in Part three of this weekly)



Part Two
Stock Zaylee Pebbleme {} Gender: Female {} Age: 21 {} Personality: Controlling, Selfish, Bratty {} Looks: Pitch black hair, with brown eyes. Tan skin. Is always wearing clothes of the latest fashion. {} Like: Fasion, Control, Fame {} Dislike: People undermiding her {} Family: Father: Dallas Pebbleme Mother: Raine Pebbleme {} Enemies: Calla Flamesong, Ciara Woodland {} Backstory: Zaylee is the classic school bully. She was born to a rich family, where she got everything she wanted. Her parents would always give in to her wishes. When she developed powers, she had a private tutor, until she went to college. There she expected everyone to love her and if you didn't she would twist rumors to the point that several kids left the school because of it.

Round Calla Flamesong {} Gender Female {} Age 14 {} Personality: Confident, Solitary, keeps her feelings to herself {} Looks: Shoulder length honey blond hair. Hazel eyes. Blue glasses. Paler skin. Her clothing changes frequently, but she always has a headband. She also wears multiple necklaces, a ring, and a high-tech watch that allows her to communicate with others (She made it herself). Commonly found wearing various shades of blue and hoodies. All of her fabric is a special bulletproof material (Another thing she made herself). She has a small knife hidden somewhere, but nobody knows where. She also keeps a bow (specially made) and a lot of arrows (All of which she has made herself) nearby. {} Like: Cats, her country, family and friends, the color blue {} Dislikes: People underestimating her, people hurting her friends and family, Being a diplomate, Giving up, being told she has to stop fighting and get medical attention. {} Family: Mother and Father are dead. Siblings: Frost Flamesong, Alex Flamesong, Austin Flamesong, and Rose Flamesong {} Friends: Charlotte and Tyson Flamesong (kinda adopted into the family), Andrew Diamond (Second in Command), Clay Dream (Third in Command), Dr. Elf (Doctor), Ciara Woodland {} Enemies: To many to name {} Backstory: She was kidnapped shortly after birth, and spent about 9 years away from her true family. When she was nine she was finally told of who she truly was, The Daughter of the leader of Blossomland. She moved back home. Shortly after, both her parents died, and she was made ruler. She relies on her various helpers. She developed powers and through some foreign connection, she was accepted into the college in order to gain stronger control over her already powerful powers so that she would be safer and be able to protect her country.

Flat: Headmaster Lisa Vanderside {} Gender: Female {} Age: 55 {} Personality: Loyal to students and school, compassionate, but willing to discipline if necessary. {} Looks: Brown Hair, pulled up into a bun. Tan skin, brown eyes, with wire glasses. She has more of an old-time style, and only really wears dresses and stuff. {} Likes: Her Students, School, learning, books. {} Dislikes: Bullies, Rulebreakers {} Family: Mother: Mildred Windancer Fatther: Donald Winddancer, Husband: Drew Vanderside. Children: Abby Vanderside, Maddie Vanderside, Will Vanderside. {] Friends: Teachers of the school. {} Backstory: Lisa loves teaching other kids, and has done it all her life.

Part Three!
Words (This includes part one word count): 2850
Ciara looked around the crowded cafeteria. Hundreds of people were talking, eating, and enjoying themselves. She went to a prestigious college, where people trained in magic. It was very hard to get entered, as you had to have a power, as well as good grades and the money to attend. She looked around at her nearly empty table, where the only other person sitting was her friend Calla. It hadn’t always been like this though. She used to be friends, with the most popular kid in the school, Zaylee. She had loved her group of friends.
Then one day, the headmaster of the college, Lisa, had called Ciara into her office. “Hey Ciara.” she had started. “You are getting a new roommate soon. Her name is Calla. She is very powerful and comes from a very important family. But she is only 14, so she’ll need someone to be a friend.”
Ciara nodded. “That shouldn’t be too hard.”
Later that day, she had found Zaylee in the school’s coffee shop, drinking a cold brew with the rest of her friends. Ciara bought one and sat down next to her friends. “Hey, Ciara!” Zaylee had greeted. “What did the Headmaster want?”
Ciara shrugged. “Apparently there is a fourteen-year-old girl joining the school. She's going to be my roommate.”
Zaylee rolled her eyes. “They're letting a 14-year-old into the school? How dumb is that?”
Ciara bit her lip. “Well, they said she was powerful.”
Zaylee scowled. “Or maybe it's because her parents are rich. I give her one day before she flunks out.”
Ciara shifted a bit nervously. “Well…I have some homework for Magical History, I better get going…” she said, walking out of the room. She went up to her dorm and walked in. She noticed the extra room that was always open, was now shut. She heard a girl's voice, talking to someone. Ciara put on a smile and knocked on the door. The door opened. There, there was a girl, with blond hair, emerald green eyes, blue glasses, and outfitted with a hoodie.
“Oh, hello! I'm Calla Flamesong. You must be Ciara, right?” the girl said.
Ciara nodded, glancing inside the room. “Yes…who were you talking to? Where are your parents?” Ciara asked, hoping she wasn't being too nosey.
“Oh, I was just talking to my se- a friend….my parents….they are no longer around….” she said, her voice wavering a small bit.
Ciara felt horrible. “I'm so sorry.” She said.
Calla just shrugged. “It's fine…I'm fine…everything's fine. I need to finish unpacking… and configuring all the equipment in here.”
Ciara frowned and nodded, shutting the door.
The next day came, and they went to the first course, a group course with all the school. Magic practice as it was called. “Welcome students. Today we will be doing magic duels. It will be tournament-style. I will select partners.” the teacher announced.
Ciara nodded, excited. She loved magic duels. The teacher began listing off names. “Sandy versus Layla. Misty versus Daniel. Zaylee versus… who's Calla?”
Calla raised her hand. “Me.”
Zaylee scowled in disgust. “I'm at the top of the class. You shouldn't put me with the new girl!” she complained.
The teacher frowned. “You will be dueling her, and that is final.” Then she turned to Calla. “The rules to a magic duel are simple. You go against a classmate and test the strength of your magic against each other. The winner knocks the other off of their platform.”
Calla nodded, looking confident despite Zaylee's comments. The teacher listed off all the other names, and they mounted the platforms. Ciara was against a boy her ages, who had basic light powers.
“START!”
Ciara readied her powers, which where water powers, blasting her opponent off the platform and onto the padded floor below. She looked up. seeing that most of the kids had already won and that only a few were actually neck and neck. Then she heard Zaylee yell, “HOW DARE YOU!” Zaylee was on the ground, and Calla was on the platform, fire surrounding her. “I WAS SUPPOSED TO WIN, ME!!” Zaylee yelled.
Calla just shrugged her off. “Told you not to underestimate me.”
The teacher had then walked over to Zaylee. “You lost, now go sit on the bench.”
Zaylee stormed off, furious. Then they heard the jingle of a phone call, that was quickly silenced. The teacher looked around. “Who's phone was that?” she asked. When nobody replied, she said, “I better not hear it again. She then began to list off names for the second round. ”Calla and Layla, Ciara and Daniel…“
Then Layla spoke up. ”Where is Calla?“
Ciara looked around, noticing her roommate was gone. Zaylee smirked. ”Guess someone is a chicken and backed out.“
The teacher frowned, finishing the list. Then Calla burst back into the room. ”Sorry…something came up.“ she said, looking worried.
The next round started. Ciara managed to take down Daniel. Then she looked up, to see that Calla had been taken down. Calla looked relieved and went over to the bench. Ciara then managed to top the next few rounds, making it to the final and then winning the tournament. She looked over to where Calla was sitting and Calla was gone.
After that, it was lunch. Ciara grabbed her food, and looked around the lunchroom for Calla, unable to find her. She bit her lip, sitting next to Zaylee. Zaylee was complaining to the friend group about how Calla had beaten her. Then she made the plot to spread rumors and make Calla's life miserable. Ciara spoke up. ”Let's not…Calla has already lived a rough life…. just let her enjoy the school.“
Zaylee looked at Ciara like she had grown an extra head. ”How dare you suggest that. Do you care more about that CHILD than MY happiness?“
Ciara thought for a moment. ”Yes. Yes, I do.“
Zaylee growled before blasting Ciara with her magic. Ciara screamed, before it all went black.
Ciara woke up in the infirmary. She groaned, sitting up. A doctor came over. ”Hey, Ciara are you ok? How do you feel?“ Ciara sighed. ”My head hurts.“ The doctor nodded. ”Zaylee said you accidentally used your power, and it got out of control too fast. You might need extra lessons to prevent that from happening again.“ Ciara scowled. ”That is not what happened! Zaylee used her powers on me!“ The doctor frowned. ”Ciara, I think you are still a little out from the accident, you should head to your dorm.“ Ciara rolled her eyes, storming out. She went up to the dorms. She went inside hers, and there she found Calla, pacing the room, talking franticly to someone. She had changed out of her school uniform, into a different outfit. She looked frazzled, her hair messed up, and she had a cut on her arm, but she didn't seem to notice. Her watch had a hologram of a guy in front of her, and they were discussing something. ”Hello?“ Ciara said, walking in. Calla looked up startled. ”Shoot…. oh umm…Corcea, get me out!“ Then she disappeared. Ciara looked stunned. She went into her room, where she found a note. ‘Dear Ciara, We are done. And if you want any chance of your reputation not to be ruined, I recommend you leave the school, Signerialy, Zaylee Pebbleme.’ Ciara ripped the note to shreds, angry. She wanted to punch Zaylee square in the face. She hated how this girl had such control over the school. She just hopped into bed and went to bed. The next day, she went to breakfast, grabbing a pastry. She sat down at a table, and ate it, before walking out of the lunchroom, and going to find Calla. She came upon Calla surrounded by Zaylee and her group of friends. ”Get out of this school, child. You don't belong here.“ Zaylee was saying. Calla looked calm, despite what was going on. Calla looked her dead in the eye. ”You don't know my story. You don't know how qualified I am to be here. Yet you continue to be such a jerk. I've encountered people who have devoted their lives to evil who are nicer than you. Maybe you are the one who doesn't belong.“ she said, before walking away, glaring at those who got in her way. Ciara followed her, ignoring Zaylee. She followed her out to the courtyard, where Calla was sitting by the fountain, deep in thought. She was controlling the water around her. ”I thought you had fire magic? How can you control water?“ Ciara asked. Calla shrugged, ”I have multiple types of magic. I can control every element I want. I just prefer fire. I find I have the most control over fire. Which is odd, because a lot of people who have fire magic can't control it that well. I just have a bond with fire….it calls to me…. and I have complete control over it.“ Ciara nodded. ”Interesting.“ All of a sudden, Calla's watch went off. ”Shoot….“ Calla said, taking the call. ”Calla. You're on speaker.“ A man was on the other side. ”Calla, we had a thing come up. We need you here now.“ he said, with urgency. Her eyes widened. ”On my way, do we need the squad?“ The man nodded, ”Yes.“ She nodded. ”Ok, I'll gather them, and meet you.“ she said, turning the call off. ”Cover me in class, I have to go.“ she said, before typing something into her watch and teleporting away. Ciara looked surprised, before going to class. The attendance went off, and Calla was still missing. ”Where's Calla?“ the teacher asked. ”Calla felt sick…so she went to the infirmary.“ Ciara said. The teacher nodded and started class. At lunch, Ciara spotted Calla sitting at a table, by herself. She was eating while writing something. Ciara sat down next to her. ”What are you doing?“ Calla rolled her eyes. ”Stupid reports. I have a secretary but Nooooo I have to do all the monetary stuff.“ she said, throwing her pen down. ”Anyways, I'm done with this for now.“ she said, shoving the papers into her bag. ”What did I miss during class?“ Ciara shrugged. ”Nothing much. Just the history of the country Blossomland. Apparently, our country recently made an alliance with them, and now we have to learn it.“ Calla flinched slightly. ”Oh….well…I did a research assignment on Blossomland once, so I know a lot about that. Glad I didn't miss too much.“ Then Headmaster Lisa took the stage. ”Hello, students. Next week on Friday will be parent day. On Friday, your parent will be able to spend the day at school with you. If you have any questions, please talk to me.“ Ciara looked over at Calla, who just shrugged. ”It doesn't matter. I have people who will come for me, even if they aren't my parents.“ she said. Ciara still looked concerned but didn't say anything. The school days passed by, and Ciara noticed that Calla was constantly missing, or was on the phone with someone. When the history teacher taught about Blossomland again, Calla corrected her on multiple things, seemingly knowing more about Blossomland than the teacher did. Soon it was Friday. Ciara immediately saw her parents, running to them. ”Mom! Dad! I've missed you so much!“ she said, hugging them. She soon began talking with her parents, catching them up and catching up on what she missed at home. She looked around at all her other classmates and saw Calla with two men, as well as a younger boy and girl. They were deep in conversation and looked very serious. She went over with her parents to go talk with Calla and the people who came for her. ”Hello!“ Ciara's parents greeted them. ”How are you related to Calla?“ they asked. Calla glanced at them, before saying, ”Friends, as well as guardians when required to be.“ The men nodded. ”Yes,“ one of them said, ”We are Miss Calla's friends.“ Calla glared at the one who spoke. ”Call me a miss again, and you won't like what happens.“ The man rolled his eyes. ”Fine.“ Calla chuckled. ”Let's head to my dorm. I need to show you all something.“ They nodded, following her. Ciara spent the day with her parents, thoroughly enjoying it. As the day drew to a close, Ciara ran up to her dorm to grab a gift for her parents. She walked in and saw Calla giving the people some tech that she had been working on. ”That will alert anyone I put on the list if you are in danger. Don't worry, I have one, soon the whole squad will have one, and anyone we are really worried about can have one.“ They nodded. ”Are you sure it will be safe here?“ one of the men said. ”I'll be fine. I'm can take care of myself.“ Ciara stepped forward a bit. ”Hello?“ Calla looked up. ”Oh, hey Ciara.“ Ciara looked around. ”What's going on? Who are these people? What are you hiding?“ Calla sighed. ”I guess I should tell you…I'm the leader of Blossomland.“ Ciara's eyes widen. ”WHAT?“ Calla nodded, ”Yes. I was born into the royal family of Blossomland. At a young age, I was kidnapped. When I was 9, I found out the truth and was reunited. A couple of months later, my parents died in an attack. I was made leader of Blossomland. Since then, I have worked hard to train in combat and my powers to protect myself, my friends, and my citizens. I also am the founder and leader of the Super Squad. That's the superhero squad you have probably heard about on the news. We protect the world wherever we are needed. That's why I'm gone a lot, and why I have a ton of work I do. I have a group that wants me dead, that thinks I'm an easy target to take over my country. They were the ones who killed my parents. I've been trying to remain secret, in case there was a member of that group here. You never know.“ All of a sudden, the school alarm system went off. Ciara froze. ”That means we are being attacked!“ she said. Calla looked confident, and she quickly switched into her Squad uniform, ready to fight. ”Do what I say, and let's fight these attackers.“ she said, running out of the dorm. Ciara followed. There, they saw people fighting the students and parents, trapping them. Calla started a fire, attacking. ”Ciara, back me up.“ she said, blasting an enemy with fire. The enemy dodged, before teleporting away. Ciara blasted someone with her water magic, knocking them to the ground. Calla and Ciara worked together, and eventually, all the enemies were captured or gone. Calla smiled. ”Good job Ciara.“ she said. Zaylee stormed over, furious. ”That was my job! I was supposed to fight the evil people. ME!“ Calla glared at Zaylee. ”Since when is it your job?“ Zaylee frowned. ”Because I want it to be.“ Zaylee's parents come over. ”Our little princess wants you out of the school.“ they said, talking to Calla. ”And we have WAY more money than you, orphan.“ Calla finally had enough. ”Are you leaders of a country?“ Zaylee frowned. ”No…“ Calla smirked. ”Well, maybe you are wrong. I do have more money. I also have citizens who love me, and a world that cares about me. So maybe you should watch your mouth because you don't know who I am.“ Zaylee's father looked furious. ”Liar.“ he said. ”No. I am not,“ Calla said, ”I am Calla, leader of Blossomland. I am also Phoenix, a member, and leader of the Super Squad. Yes the Super Squad that protects everyone. I know who your leader is, and he knows how much of a jerk you have been to me. That could be considered an insult to my country.“ Zaylee looked shocked. ”What?“ Calla nodded. ”Don't worry. I will assure you that the Pebbleme name will no longer be a sign of money and power. Maybe that will teach you all not to be spoiled brats to everyone around you.“ she said. Then she turned to Ciara. ”As for you Ciara, you are always welcome in Blossomland. You will be considered nobility there and treated as one. Thank you for being a friend when nobody else was willing.“ she said. ”Andrew, Clay!“ she then called. The two men walked over. ”All the files are in the second drawer of my cabinet. Take them to my secretary, and tell her I'm done. Don't let the country get too out of hand while I'm gone. I'll miss you guys!“ she said. Ciara looked confused. ”Andrew is my second in command, while Clay is my third. They run the country while I'm gone.“ Ciara nodded, understanding. ”Thanks for the cool status.“ Ciara said to Calla. ”No problem. You stood up for me when nobody else did. It takes a lot of courage to do that. Thank you.“ Calla said, smiling. Ciara returned the smile. ”Calla, you truly are amazing. I'm glad to be your friend."

Daily #8
Under the bed, all she could see was their taloned feet. she put a hand over her mouth, not daring to breathe as she heard them going through her stuff. She couldn't believe she was the next target. The target of the ostrich king. She was just a normal human girl. She wasn't even part of the rellbellon. The rebellion to take down the ostrich that ruled humankind. After a freak accident, ostrich began becoming smart. They soon became smarter then all the humans and took over. Now the king would send his soldiers out to capture humans who where rebelling. The stories were horrifying. Almost nobody came back to tell the tale. Once you were taken, you might never be heard from again. Somehow, their new target was her. “FIND HER!” she heard one say, “FIND HUMAN F3-700.” Humans no longer had names, only numbers assigned at birth by the ostrich. That was her number. They were looking for her. Soon she heard an ostrich say something. Those chilling words she hoped she wouldn't hear. “I found her!” he said, dragging her from under the bed. She struggled, but the soldier was too stong. The ostrich held a tight grip. She couldn't escape. She was caught. “Let me go! I haven't done anything!” she pleaded. But her pleading was ignored, as she was dragged to the prison van. She was thrown in, shut in. The darkness on the inside was overwhelming. She looked around, trying to find a way out, but failing. Soon the van lurched to a stop, and a guard opened the door, the light causing her to squint. The ostrich guard grabbed her, dragging her to the palace. She struggled to no avail. She was then thrown to the ground, guards by her side. In front of her, was the mighty ostrich king. “Hello, human. I'm guessing you don't know why I want you here?” She shook her head. “I promise, I haven't done anything! Please, just let me go!” The king chuckled. “Its not what you did. Its who you are. You are the only one standing in my way to complete world domination over the humans. You are the very last royal. That princess the rebels have been looking for? Sweetie, that's you.” He said, grinning slyly. Her eyes widen in shock. “Take her to the dungeons. And don't let her escape.” She struggled, as the guards grabbed her, taking her to the cold, dark dungeons of the ostrich palace. Taking her to certain doom. +421 words

My writing has improved drastically. I reviewed three of my works, 2 from 6th, and one from 3rd grade. I am now in 9th grade. In the story from third grade, I made a snow woman, it came to life, we built a snow slide, and as we were going down, an evil kid named Tom pushed a hot tub in front, and melted my snow woman. Short, has very little plot and is almost a complete copy of Frosty the Snowman. The other two, from 6th grade, one was a fanfiction of Warrior cats. That one was ok, didn't make much sense plot-wise. The other one was actually a nice story. It reminded me of the start of Harry Potter (Which I had never even picked up a Harry Potter book at that time of my life). I never finished that story, but I would be interested in revamping it and finishing it one day. I have improved a ton since those writings, improving plots, lengths, character development, and many more things. I still need to improve on spelling errors, as well as being descriptive, and my use of commas. I use commas everywhere, without even meaning to sometimes. I also need to improve on using better words, as well as my grammatical correctness.. I'm glad that I put out the time to read my old works. +227 words

Weekly #2

Parts done: 3/3

Part One
Word Count: 351 of 300
Status: Done!

Name: Blake Powersky

Family: Parents are dead, Older sister is Stella Powersky, and older twin sister is Marella Powersky.

Backstory: Born into a family that was mostly normal. Around the time he was born, his sister, Stella, developed powers. When he was five, he developed powers as well as his twin, Marella. Stella had fire powers, Marella had water powers, and he had shadow powers. When he was 7, a group called the Dark Raven's tried kidnap Blake and his siblings, but failed. But his parents died in the process. After that, he began a struggle to control the darkness around him, to not give in. When he was 9, he was captured by the Dark Raven, along with his siblings. Stella was taken to an unknown location, while Blake and Marella were trained in the ways of the Dark Raven. He began to become corrupted by both his magic, and the teachings of the Dark Raven. When Stella made it back to the twins to save them, he refused to go, instead, turning them in to the group. Later, after Stella and Marella had escaped again, this time, getting away from the Dark Raven, he meets them on the battle field. A ferce battle was raging between govermental forces, the Dark Raven, and a mystery group, who Stella and Marella seemed to live. They were all fighting for Stella and Marella, and Blake used this to try and capture them. Then Stella, who saw that the darkness was corrupting her little brother, used her fire powers to somehow end the corruption. Blake saw that he was wrong, and was tricked, reconsiled with his siblings, and ended up helping to win the battle, for the mystery group, who wanted to help the trio.

Strengths: He has magic, as well as super strength, super hearing, and a couple other powers. He has great control over shadows, and is silent and is great at hiding.

Flaws: Easily convinced, escpellay if the darkness inside of him likes the idea. Has struggled to control emotions after parents death. This was used by the Dark Ravens.


Part Two
Word Count: N/A
Status: Done
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Part Three:
Word Count: 410 of 400
Status: done
The meaning that I want my arc to show, is how easily children are convinced as well as the importance of family. Blake went from your normal kid, to a kid on the run, to a captured kid, to a kid that was corrupted. His sister, Stella, devoted her life to protecting him and Marella. She loved Blake. He went their many different changes through his story, and often struggled with his powers. The darkness always tried to control him as much as he controlled it. After his parents died, and he was forced to leave his house, the darkness slipped in, taking control, taking hold. All it took was for the Dark Raven to turn him to their evil ideologies, and he was a villian, even betraying his own family. It wasn't until Stella had to risk his and her own life to turn him back to normal, to see the light and not the darkness. Another value is the value of family. When Blake was five, his parents gave their lives protecting him and his siblings. Stella then devoted her life to protect the twins. She never stopped fighting, even as they were being captured. Blake also had a special connection to Marella, as they are twins, and been through a lot together. They trained together, practiced together, and did almost everything together. Even when he switched to the Dark Ravens, he cared for his siblings, often pleading on their behalf. Even when he betrayed them, he did it, thinking it was for their own good. Then, at the end, his siblings fought for him, to get him back on his side. They were willing to risk eveything, for the one they loved. I feel plotting this has helped me find the storyline of my story a little more clear. It helped me shape this story, from a different viewpoint and get me a better grasp on the story. It helpped me find my themes of the story. It also helped me determine names for well Blake, The dark raven, and Stells. It helped me determine powers and all the different details thay are.important. I don't do plot maps very much, as I don't really need them, but it is certainly a useful tool for those who do. Plot arcs are very nice, and I need to work on making sure all my plot arcs are good and sound.

I used my character Emerald, my power medic. She's a cat, who has healing powers and can feel emotions. She is usually very calm except when she or her loved ones are mistreated. I could only get two of the tests to work, and I don't have time to retake the third. I took the elements test, where Emerald came up as earth. I agree with that because she is very calm. The second test is the emoji test. Emerald came up as happy. I agree with that, because even though her life wasn't the best, she is currently happy with her mate, kits, and kits on the way. +109 words

Thank you letters:

Sleuth:
Dear Sleuth Cabin,
Thank you for this wonderful session. I felt like I had a really good time, and you guys were the best. Thank you for being a fun cabin. I enjoyed every moment!

My Leaders, Piper and Pineapple:
Dear Piper and Pineapple,
Thank you for being my cabin leaders. I loved the storyline, and had a blast figuring out the clues will my fellow sleuthers. I inspire to be a leader for either SWC or JWC one day, and you guys will continue to be role models for me. Thank you for being the role model that I don't often get, being the older sister of 5. I don't have many role models. So feel honored to be one of mine

To Pinkmouse377
Dear Pinky,
I loved the chat and roleplay we had. I really enjoyed it! I don't have that many friends, and I hope I can now call you one. Thank you.

To Mr-Skelecat from Rebel Cabin,
To my wonderful Rock King,
So you are in JWC. Therefore, I can write another thank you note to you! (YOU CAN"T STOP ME!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHA). All jokes aside, you are a wonderful friend. Thank you. For everything. You are my editor (you always find my many spelling errors XD) my motivational speaker, my support, and my BFF. I am SOOOO sorry your birthday gift is going to be so late, due to the weather. I would have given everything to be with you on Thursday, on your birthday. And i can't wait to get back to school, so you can see what I have planned for your gift! But thank you. You are the best chaotic, funny, caring, kind friend I could ever have. I can't wait to work with you on those projects we have planned and to FINALLY see you again, wants this ice melts.

+312 words for slueuth