Wednesday, 24 January 2007

A page chronicallying an important adventure

There is a strange hidden temple that you need a special amulet to get inside. And inside it's very dark and eerie and there is strange music playing, and strange smells and strange spirits that tickle your feet. There are also crazy people in there and I can tell they are crazy because they wander around with a blank look in their eyes, like that old woman in town that Ms. Davies said we are never to make fun of because there are people less fortunate.
There is also a statue and if you poke it in the tummy there is a laughter and it's a scary laughter, so I poked and ran far away. There's also a very angry skeleton that pretends it's alive. I know because I went with Theobald and he tried to hit us and Theobald ran away but he wasn't scared or anything, he just wanted to let me adventure so I can show off afterwards to Weatherby who couldn't come with us because she decided that homework is way more important than adventure.

We didn't find any maps to treasures but Ayda got us a dead brown spider that we can use in our Pogrom for Making Weatherby Not So Scared of Spiders because if she's going to keep being so scared of spiders we won't be able to adventure in certain places of adventures. And Ayda and Weatherby had a fight but I made them apologise and hug because we learned about conversation of energy, and we are to converse our energy for cows like Longfellow and not poor sweet orphans like Ayda, who are less fortunate. And I am not going to mention that Ayda has a crush on somebody because we promised not to tell.

Friday, 12 January 2007

Which is where we will write about a few friends

Weatherby is a lot more shy than me and she sometimes gets all flustered. Weatherby also has a fatal condition called necrolpepsy and when she gets it she doesn't just get all flustered but she falls asleep. So I don't really know if she ever makes friends when I'm not around but if she does, she'll add their names here. I know for sure that we both do a jolly good job at making enemies alone and together and we will write about them too but not now.

First and firstly and foremost we met Theobald who likes adventures and lobsters like us (Weatherby doesn't like lobsters but she doesn't mind when I eat them as long as I don't get the food all over school vest). He's the only boy who knows the secret password to our clubhouse. I must say he took it very seriously! He did all the spinning and jumping and leaping required, while sweating rivers and rivers, and Weatherby and I tried hard not to giggle.

Then there is Ayda who is an orphan. Weatherby gets annoyed when I call her that. She says I have an over-developed sense of drama. I think being an orphan is incredible. Ayda's parents are missing. One day they just weren't there. I asked her to try and remember if anything was missing from the house like maybe an old tome of magicks or secrets. She said she wouldn't know. I revealed some basic detecting methods to her and told her to look for less dusty areas on the bookshelves. Anyway we offered Ayda our help in cracking the case of The Missing Parents of Ayda. She doesn't seem very keen so far.

When we found our abandoned church and turned it into a club, Chara the vampire helped us clean up. Chara is always trying to scare us and threatens she will bite us. She also insists that I don't smell like a vampire and I just blame it on Weatherby who forces me to shower all the time. But besides being positively unpleasant and threatening, we like Chara. She gave me alcohol once.

The other day we met a girl a little older than us. Her name is Mamimi. We talked a little while Weatherby was necrolpepsing. We promised not to tell the cops about her and Mamimi also invited us to come and smoke with her under the bridge some day. I told her about the club and she sounded really excited. I hope Weatherby would let her smoke in there. Aren't older girls awesome??

Thursday, 11 January 2007

Which is where I will explain how we came by invisible ink

This is a very magical ink. It's nothing like the ink we get at the shop of old Scroons in town, like that one time when Longfellow needed to be taught a lesson and we got the blue ink and put it in her shower tap and then pretended to be asleep and giggled under our blankets when she started howling at the mirror.
This ink is different. It came from a great adventure and I will write all about it another time because I just realized I was late for choir and I'm already in too much trouble and they already know I fake throwing up in kitchen duty.

This is the journal of Poppy Hughes and Cecilia Weatherby

Where being as we are currently engaged as students at the Honora Davies School for Young Ladies and being as the Honora Davies School for Young Ladies is a very select institution that could have us on the train home the instant we step another toe out of line and being as we were reminded of this on Tuesday by Miss Honora Davies of the Honora Davies School for Young Ladies and given three days dishwashing duty and being as Alice Longfellow is watching me write this from across the common room this instant and being as I know she will go and tell Mistress Richtersen at the first opportunity she gets as she is a rotten snitch and a cow as well and should not be captain of the archery team we are going to write this in invisible ink. Also because that's what adventurers do. And also because we are entitled to our secrets. And also because if Miss Poppy Hughes wants to add anything more she can do it herself, and yes she can I am handing you this book, Poppy this very instant.