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July's Camp '21: Colonia Heights

mellifera · 2021-06-30T03:54:31Z

but wait! there's more CO LO NI A H EI GH TS https://i.imgur.com/f62kbn3.png The Project * Premise: Felicity doesn't want to go back to Colonia Heights. Her sister, Fiona, sees it as an opportunity, but going back to their childhood home full of bitter memories and soured nostalgia holds no appeal for Felicity. But she doesn't have the resistance to Fiona's convincing arguments to say no. Except when they get back, the world tilts just a little. The magic in Colonia Heights feels haunted by some unknown corruption, a feral ghost has been causing disturbances, and a girl from Felicity and Fiona's past, Charity, is missing. And nobody remembers her, not even her best friend. Soon, visions of something lurking in the darkness begins to haunt Felicity's nightmares, and the truth, and reality, begins to unravel around her. * Goal: 10,000 words (but I don't have to worry about it until I'm camping) * The Squad: Felicity Turner: protagonist and pov character of Colonia Heights. Fiona's twin sister. stressed, but will hyperfocus on other problems so she doesn't have to worry about her own. would rather be vibing in the woods. moths. The nostalgia was about as useful as food poisoning and felt about as bad. It coiled in her stomach, and as she looked out at the corner gas station, she was too hot despite the frost seeping in through the windows. The saliva in her mouth was thick and warm and tasted like blood. None of it felt real. Fiona Turner: is rolling with whatever life throws at her. pursues everything she thinks she wants. countertops are free real estate. sunglasses. Fiona leapt back up onto her place of residence on the counter and clutched at the bag of baby carrots. She took one, put it between her teeth, and then offered Felicity one. Felicity took it and began to nibble at it. Nero Forster: lives in a literal greenhouse. the softest boy. but also the grammar police. goofy. will chase flies out of his house instead of hurting them. big trauma™ "I stay within the confines of what’s allowed. I’m a proper law-abiding citizen.” He mock-saluted. you stole a car. “I’m a proper law-abiding citizen most of the time.” Benvolio Branigan: tall™. hoards knick-knacks. felicity's best friend and caspar's boyfriend and is embarrassed by both of them all the time (they exploit this). "felicity there's a tree in his house". "benvolio is the most powerful of us" "oh really, what can he do?" "he makes good decisions" “I don’t think there’s anything out there. I don’t believe that existence, that everything could be tethered by something. Maybe there is something keeping the universe in check. Maybe there’s more than that. Does it matter? If there is something, or some things, out there, do they even care?” “Maybe not. Maybe we exist to care instead,” he said. His lip quirked, his dimple soft and almost non-existent beside it. “Maybe that’s why we’re here.” Caspar Veracierta: energy of a puppy. sunshine boy. he's full of love and just wants to make friends. the idea of capitalism and constructs of an neurotypical society exhaust him but he'll fist fight them. “Wake up, Aurora. We need you. It’s an emergency .” At emergency , Benvolio sat up and began to reach for his glasses, squinting. Caspar was already sliding them onto his face. “What’s wrong?” Benvolio asked, some joint popping as he sat up. He noticed her and frowned, much more awake. “Felicity? Are you both okay? Is someone hurt?” Caspar tugged on Benvolio’s sleeve and pulled him up to his feet. “The emergency is that it’s cold enough to step outside and die , and we don’t have your hot cocoa.” Rosa Martinez: everybody has a little bit of a crush on her. one of two people with a healthy, close family dynamic. will compliment everyone and anyone. princess. Rosa’s magic was a walk through a botanical garden, with delicate petals caught in a soft breeze in the air, the arrays of patterns and colours on the blossoms and the leaves. It was the crisp smell of perfume hovering in the air. Her energy was scattered like butterflies, flittering around her and occasionally finding someone else’s to nudge against.

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Tue Aug 03, 2021 12:18 am

BluesClues says... · Tue Aug 03, 2021 12:18 am

OMG YOU COMPLETED YOUR GOAL I'm so happy!!! I'm *also* excited about this draft ~~and maybe I should just,,,start reading all over again with the shiny new version~~

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Tue Aug 03, 2021 3:13 am

mellifera says... · Tue Aug 03, 2021 3:13 am

thank you!!! I am ALSO very pleased, it was an Effort™ but I'm glad I stuck it out! lmao I will probably need feedback on this new draft more than the old one tBF ANYWAY just because, you know. revisions. plot stuff. *general hand motions*

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Tue Aug 03, 2021 3:34 am

BluesClues says... · Tue Aug 03, 2021 3:34 am

~~okay yes please send it to me when it's done and I PROMISE I WILL READ IT FASTER THIS TIME and like actually give you actual feedback~~

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Wed Aug 04, 2021 3:02 am

mellifera says... · Wed Aug 04, 2021 3:02 am

~~ahaha of course!! I think this draft is gonna be A Good One (hopefully) but I guess we'll see???~~

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