Ready...Set...Go! - Posted: September 26, 2016
Both teams ended up back in Daniel-san’s shop where they started, staring in confusion at a crumpled piece of paper, what was presumably the final clue from the depths of the swamp. It wasn’t written in code or a different language – no, that would probably have been easier to understand. Instead it was two lines of scrawled text, written as though the author was in a rush, or perhaps was using their nondominant foot. To add insult to injury, the paper had some kind of smudge on it, and had been crumpled and torn in half. In fact, if they hadn’t met back up, they might not have known anything was missing.
“An ingenious plan, by whoever wrote it…” Jack muttered to himself, as his partner and Anemone worked to carefully tape the scraps of paper together.
“Ingenious? More like careless, I would think.” Cordelia glanced at Jack and grinned mischievously. “If I didn’t know better, I’d have assumed you had written it.”
While the pirates scowled and bickered, Anemone was lost in thought, staring at the clue as Dan held it as unwrinkled as possible. She moved her lips silently, words starting on her mouth and dying before they could be spoken. Suddenly a lightbulb seemed to go on over her head, and she pulled out a small, compact mirror. In the reflection, despite the rips, tears, and horrible, horrible handwriting, the clue was clear as it could be.
“Far past the rolls of grassy green,
Beneath the water treasure lies unseen.”
Cordelia and Jack froze at Anemone’s words, and a look of admiration spread across Cordelia’s face.
“Last one there gets absolutely nothing!” Cordelia grabbed Anemone’s hand and they took off laughing. This time it was Daniel-san who got the shocked Jack Skillow moving, shoving him out the door to follow the other team.
*** Fear not Misticans, for those of you who are looking for the clue. The link will be put in place later today so do not panic. An alert will be set when the link is able to be found ***
FAN-damonium! - Posted: January 22, 2015
The Kelpie River ran cold and quiet while weak winter beams of sunlight bounced off its surface. Few Misticans here lived above the water, so when the shadow of the blue box blocked out of the sun, it went unnoticed. The box spun wildly before one of its corners caught the ground, sending it skidding along the soft wet banks of the river, tearing up grass and flinging mud like a tornado.
It thudded loudly as the box finally stopped against a thick wall of mud of its own making. Skewed, its doors suddenly burst open, and ejected several brightly colored objects straight up into the sky, as though the things were rotten food being viciously spat out.
“Oh no…no, no, no…” the Doctor moaned as he stumbled out of the doors now swinging gently in the cold breeze. He adjusted his glasses, reached into his leather jacket and pulled out his screwdriver, which wasn’t really a screwdriver at all. Pointing it up in the sky its tip blinked blue; the Doctor looked at it, sighed, and pocketed it again.
“Gone, I suppose,” he said to himself, crossing his arms in front of his chest, “Whoever finds them will be in for a bit of a surprise…”
Be on the lookout for these mysterious objects Mistica, they can be found in Mysterious Mistic Events!
Who knows what sorts of treasure they hide?
All thanks to some bumbling Doctor.. Hope the Gruleks aren't running amok again!
What will you be collecting?
Don't forget to stop by and see Erika at the Village Bakery, she has some Fan-Tastic Treats!
This event is for you, our amazing community and ultimate FANS. We tried to hit a broad range of interests, you may recall some boards over the past few months asking about fandoms. Over the next week, we have LOTS more fun up our sleeves so don't wander too far away and enjoy all the free and fun collectibles!
Don't miss out on these avatars!
Merry Mistmas!! - Posted: December 25, 2014
King Blithe, Aurelius and Meriklaus chatted happily in Keilly’s cafe; each had a mug of hot cocoa with a candy cane sticking out of it. They talked of Mistmas cheer and viewed the clear night and starry skies; fortunately, Ravi-Sorin was just warm enough to sit outside but just cool enough to enjoy a warm drink.
A sudden chill ran through them all as Frost landed next to their table, stumbling to his knees. He was frantic and out of breath, panting a few times before he could speak. “Please, you have to help her! She could die!” He didn’t even stand, speaking from on his knees as if he were begging.
“Woah! What? Who?” asked Blithe as he caught his mug before it tipped over.
“What’s going on?” Meriklaus asked at the same time.
“Boreal. Please, you have to help her! She’s dying!” Frost begged; his icy eyes shone with concern.
“Boreal!” Aurelius exclaimed.
“Her magic backfired. Please, you have to help!”
Meriklaus’s shyre pulled her sleigh and its passengers right in front of Boreal’s castle. It was eerily quiet. The large front door was open, rocking a few inches back and forth in the wind. Frost didn’t hesitate. Before the sleigh had fully stopped, he leapt out and raced inside. Aurelius and King Blithe exchanged an uneasy look before heading inside as well.
The found Frost kneeling next to Boreal, who was unconscious and covered in deep cuts and glass shards. Her breathing was shallow; it didn’t look good.
“If we did nothing, we probably could save ourselves a big headache next year,” Blithe grumbled, only half serious. Frost shot him an ice glare.
“That isn’t how we do things on Mistmas,” Meriklaus lightly scolded.
She placed her hooves together, and light and magic gathered there. Being Mistmas day, her magic was exceptionally strong. Queen Boreal’s wounds healed within a few minutes; her dark eyes fluttered open.
Trying to regain her sense of dignity as a queen, she pulled herself to her feet, glaring at her guests. “What are you doing here?” She stood firmly, hiding the fact her legs still felt weak; she would never willingly show weakness in front of her enemies.
“Are you okay?” Frost asked without acknowledging her question.
“Get out,” Boreal spoke with the warmth of a blizzard. “All of you--get out now!” Without waiting to see if they’d actually leave, she turned around and stormed deeper into her castle, slamming the doors behind her with a loud thud.
It was awkwardly silent for a moment between the others before King Blithe spoke up, “I suppose it would be asking too much to hear a ‘thank you’.”
“We should respect her wishes and leave,” Meriklaus said. Aurelius nodded in agreement, and they all headed out into the bright morning sun that sparkled off of the fresh snow.
“What happened to her? She doesn’t even know how to have fun any more?” Frost asked; he sounded bewildered and sulky.
“I can’t imagine the queen ever having fun,” Blithe remarked.
“A smile wouldn’t hurt her ever---” Aurelius was cut off when a snow ball nailed him directly in the face. Frost smirked, tossing another snowball up into the air and catching it again. Meriklaus took one look at Aurelius’s dumbstruck expression and fell to her back laughing. “Do you think this is funny?” Aurelius said while spitting out flakes.
“Yes!” Meriklaus barely managed to hiccup amid laughter.
Frost also chuckled until a massive snowball knocked him off his feet. King Blithe whistled innocently as snowy clumps clung to his paws. Meriklaus only laughed harder. Within moments, all four were engaged in a snowball fight, which quickly spread across Mistica as people everywhere celebrated the day with family and friends.
Merry Mistmas, everyone!
click the above image to head to the snowball field and join the FUN!