Tumblr Academy reimagined

((You really want to do this? (I was having a hard time typing because I don't have Caps Lock on my laptop, so I had to hold down the Shift key, and I kept it down, but I ended up typing quotation marks instead of apostrophe's and I was getting irritated.))

((Meh. (Lol, wow) Anyway, they ARE in the PJO world, right? They got there from their own worlds?))

((I think so. Darn, I was so prepared to pull that whole Civil War quote on you: "He's my friend."))

((Stahp. So many feels. Should I attempt to post? *cries because Wait For It starts playing*))

((Darn it! In my mind, I was hoping you would write "So was I."))

((Sorry. Also, where exactly are your and Kennedy's character's?))

((In the middle of the forest. My character was looking for Emma since she disappeared, I guess, and he thought he was at the town's boarder. You know how is it when someone tries to leave.))

((Aight. I got's 'dis.))
I opened my eyes, finding myself surrounded by completely new surroundings. Last thing I'd known Bronze, my horse, had accidentally sent me flying. Where the heck was I now?
I whistled, trying to have either Bronze or Caldwell find me. No horse whined in reply. No whistle echoed my own. 
I silently shrugged my bow off my shoulder. Maybe something had happened to them. That still didn't explain how I got wherever here is, though. Instead of worrying about everything, I dusted off my clothes and started walking, trying to find someone. Preferably my mentor.

((Sorry, I was helping my brother rearrange the pantry and fridge.))

I thought I heard a whistle and pulled out my gun again.

((Ah, okay))

I kept walking through the trees, bow in hand. I felt my stomach clench as I walked further. Slowly I pulled an arrow from my quiver and rested in on the string- just in case. 
As I silently walked through some bushes I noticed several ((are there two or three? Three, right?)) people together. I noticed something metal in the hands of one of them. I instinctively pointed my bow and him.

((Yeah, three.))

I noticed something in the corner of my eye, something I knew too well. I quickly turned and shot the ground, intentionally, however to hopefully frighten whoever was there to accidentally releasing the arrow.

((I HATE MARIA AND JAMES REYNOLDS UGH))

I flinched and stumbled backwards, though kept the arrow on the string without shooting. Two, almost three years of training had really paid off. 
"What was that?" I asked quickly, pulling my bow back to it's previous position, glaring at the boy.

((Who?))

I kept my gun out and walked over to him slowly. "A contraption of sorts that is infinitely more advanced than your bow, mate. Where are you from, the Enchanted Forest?"

((Think of "Say No To This" and you'll understand))

"The what? No, I'm from Araluen," I snapped. "And I've been trained for years to accurately use this bow. Unless you want an arrow through your hand, I suggest you take a step away from me." The bowstring was touching my cheek now.

((Ooooh. Hey, do you want to hear a Sherlock headcannon that I clapped at when I read it?))

I smiled and took another step towards him. "I'll take my chances."

((Sure.))

I lowered my eyebrows. "Not smart," I muttered. I fired my arrow, purposely nailing the weapon in his hand, the force knocking it away from him. In the moment of initial shock I immediately drew another arrow and pointed it at his chest. "Now, who are you people, and where am I? What did you do to Bronze and Caldwell?"

((George Washington gives me feels))

"I have no idea what you are talking about." I studied my hand. "Hmm... by any chance, did you know Robin Hood or any of his Merry Men?"

"Who?" I asked, taken aback. I lowered my bow just slightly.

"Welcome to Colorado," I muttered, "Your horse isn't here, I would've been able to talk to him."

I smiled. "Would you mind if I ask for a name?"

((Sorry, I was looking for the headcannon.))

((Before Sherlock and John met, Mycroft also kidnapped Molly and attempted to bribe her in exchange for information on Sherlock. Molly stabbed him with her car keys.))

((Ooh, this seems a little cool. Maybe I will make a character for this.))

I blinked, slowly putting the arrow away and slinging the bow back over my shoulder. "Where is Colorado?" I asked the girl quietly. "My name is Nicholas. Who are you people?"

((Brb, dinner!))

((*inhales sharply* Phillip no. Okay, Jaydinn.))