moving"The syracuse trees, often nicknamed the fluffy trees, have been killing off people by the dozens. It emits a chemical that when touched, causes victims to seize up and develop a coating of sugary syracuse fluff, hardened into scariness. People cannot resist touching these fluffy trees, and as such are getting paralyzed. It is undetermined whether they die or not due to the fact that any attempt at checking for a pulse results in the toxin spreading to another human. We have decided that although the victims have merely been hospitalized, we will count those paralyzed as 'dead'."
I switch off the disturbing News story and continue packing. We're moving to another town. I'm incredibly careful with my stuffed animals, making sure not to lose a single thing. Me and my Dad are moving to the town of Yesterville because I have been asked to join the Yesterville circus. My friend Zee was asked too, but she
I'm a ghostI step outside into the darkness, light as day for me, the sun a source of black energy, no longer a light. My human steps out following me. Well, not exactly my human. I'm kind of forced to live with and obey him because he accidentally held a summoning seance and doesn't know how to send me back.
"Are you sure this will work?" He asks me, unsure.
"Sure as Hell."
"But it isn't sure that Hell exists."
"It's sure to me." I respond blandly. He oftens forgets that I'm a ghost, and that I'm sentenced to die 50 years in Hell, during which point I must do odd jobs such as answering Ouija boards and seances. During life I was a member of a notorious group of highwaymen and women. I gave up on that after a while, but I nver atoned for my sins enough to be heaven worthy. At least, not until my sentence was up.
"Well, what have we got here? Wednesday Semana back from the dead?" Ripper (Harold) Yort
About AmeliaOnce upon a time...
wait, wait, WAIT.
This is no once-upon-a-time fairytale. It's a modern-day monarchy full of trials, troubles, and angry mobs of people who DON'T LIKE PIDGEONS!
I suppose you need a bit of backstory before we can get to the frontstory.
The United States of America decided it was tired of democracy. So it became a monacracy that is when it is mostly a democracy, but partially a monarchy. Each state needed to transform one of their counties into a monarchy. Complete with kings and queens and castles. As well as trading routes, diplomacy and angry mobs of people caused by democracy, trading routes, and pigeons. You're probably wondering what the heck is with the pigeons.
Now for the frontstory:
Amelia was a princess. Not just any princess, but the princess of the kingdom of essex. The 5th princess to be exact. She took all the same princessing lessons as the 1st through 4t