Your PLTs

'Air," Tom thought to himself, 'I need air.' he as frantically swimming around near the floor of the lake, searching for... God knows what. He had been under the water for a minute or so, the boys that threw him in there probably long gone, and his vision was fading.

Then, he saw it: a painting, depicting a castle, at the bottom of the lake. Blue, sparkling currents were circling around the picture, and Tom reached out to grab it... Only to, in a matter of seconds, be sucked in and appear some odd feet in the air.

Tom spat out some water, then looked down, before falling a dozen or so feet onto the ground. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" He shrieked as he fell, thinking he was about to die. But, he didn't.

When he landed, he was still soaking wet and began to cough. Looking up, Tom saw the castle from the painting, and mutters "Fuuuuuuuuuugh..." Before his head hit the grass and he passed out from exhaustion.

@Aisling
Tom looked up slowly, trying to take it all in and process what was happening. Somehow he was transported to the castle in the painting, and now it seems that he's stuck here. He was scared; he obviously wouldn't know anyone here, he was stuck here for who knows how long, and, the first problem, the person who came to him was a girl.

He tried to say something, but of course couldn't. But, after a few seconds of trying, he did manage to say a simple word: "H-hello."

Kieran locked the doors to make sure that no straggling customers would try to enter the shoppe even though it was clearly marked, “CLOSED”. That happened far too often.

Sighing nonchalantly, he stuck a lollipop into his mouth and looked at the painting his manager had left for him. She’d left it on the floor, propped up against the baseboard of the wall she wanted it hung up on. Honestly, it didn’t look like quite the right fit for this place. It was a cool painting, sure, but what did a medieval castle floating amid a bunch of clouds have to do with ice cream? And why was it so sparkly around the edges?

Kieran moved closer to the painting and knelt down, to get a better look at it. The blue sparkles were seriously getting a little bit out of control. And what exactly did that plaque say at the bottom? Caldwell’s... Academy…

Kieran rocked forward on the balls of his feet, squinting to read the rest of the words. Only, he rocked a little too far forward, and grabbed the painting to regain his balance.

He didn’t get a chance to finish reading the plaque, because as soon as his hands made contact with the painting, he felt a strange sensation, like his whole body burst apart in a blaze of light and was put back together again in a completely different place.

Kieran blinked dizzily, noticing that he was now on his hands and knees, and his hands were pressed against a surprising amount of spongy green grass. Somehow, the lollipop had remained intact in his mouth. The painting he'd touched was nowhere to be seen. Come to think of it, the ice cream shoppe was also nowhere to be seen.

@Aisling
Tom picked himself up, rubbing a fresh bruise on his head. Trying to ring his green sweater out, Tom asks (in the same nervous tone from earlier): "D-did you s-saaaay magic aaaaand d-dragonic a-a-arts? If t-t-thaaat's the c-case, then I d-doooon't want aaaaany p-p-p-part of t-this... Can I g-go h-home?"

Kieran stared up at the lady who had introduced herself as the Headmistress of the castle-like building that was looming behind her. Off to the side, there was a boy who looked a little younger than Kieran, and seemed just as confused and nervous about being here.

“Uh. Hm.” Kieran stood to his feet and brushed himself off, making sure that everything was still intact. “I’m Kieran. Did I just fall into a painting?” he asked, gazing around to get a feel for his surroundings.