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A girl/boy gets trapped in the cartoon realm. She/he is pretty triggered about it but can break the forth wall, not following any sort of plot and making the characters break the forth wall too. She/he is figuring out why the flip he/she is stuck there and in the mean time there are disasters trying to throw her/him off.

So for the plot the idea I had was that we would have two primary characters and then two side characters? The character list I was thinking:
- Girl/boy trapped in cartoon realm (main character)
- Some type of half human/half animal creature, becomes trapped main character's close friend (side character)
- Cocky character (seemingly self absorbed) but becomes the trapped main character's closest friend (side character)
- Detective or police officer that becomes the trapped main character's love interest? (main character)

However this can can be changed if you have some ideas to add!

Sounds good! Who would you like to have?

I have no preference!

Also if the detective is the love interest, do you prefer MxF romance, MxM, or FxF? Do you also have a writing preference? (Long vs short posts?) I tend to write in paragraphs but I can tone down if needed!

It honestly depends. Sometimes I can manage 2 paragraphs, but I'd say I normal do at least one, maybe a little less.(like a sentence less or something)
I prefer MxF and I like to play the female, if that's okay.

Gotcha! That makes sense and works for me!

That's fine! In that case, I can take the detective and half human/half animal character if that's cool!

Sounds great! Do you want to make the characters first?

Sure!! I will post them soon!

Detective Jim Carter
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He is cartoon only for a short time until he meets the main trapped character, revealing he is also human but had his memories "washed away". I know it is John Smith technically for the cartoon but I had a very hard time finding a good match to him lol! If needed I can change this :) (hide spoiler)]


Mr. Whiskers
(view spoiler)[I still need to figure out his human form, but I think Mr. Whiskers will be a cartoon cat for most of the story. (hide spoiler)]

((Is that the dude from MacGyver? He looks very familiar..))
Nice characters! I'll post mine soon. :)

((He is! I loved his character and when I thought detective his face automatically popped in my head xD Sounds great!))

Main Trapped~~
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Eleanor Scott
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Cocky Character~
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Julia Anderson

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Let me know if you think I need to add anything!

((I love them!! I think it's perfect! :D Do you want me to kinda write out the scene of how she gets trapped - like the intro before we get into the actual character scenes?

Also sorry I went to bed and it took me a while to get back on goodreads))

Sounds great!
Sorry for the late reply, my family was celebrating Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

That is totally fine! Merry Belated Christmas! I will post soon!

George was a quiet kid and considerably awkward. However, he had a gift - to create a world he could travel in and out of with his drawings. However, his newfound powers made him more destructive. At first, in high school, he banished his bully, but then he started to draw the people he didn't care for into his cartoons, particularly those who he saw as competition to his goals. Investigations started surrounding the missing cases and around the same time, George began college. In college, he joined the anime club and made some close friends, even becoming popular among his club. Around the same time, in his calculus class, he met the beautiful Eleanor. He admitted he had a crush on her, but her feelings were not returned. Distraught, he decided to contain her in his story where she couldn't escape - or so he thinks.

((Awesome! So should I just start with Eleanor waking up trapped?))

((Yeah! That sounds great to me!!))

Eleanor had just had the greatest night of her life. Her boyfriend, Chad, had taken her to this amazing Italian restaurant on their one year anniversary. After the meal, Chad told her that he loved her. She obviously said it back. After they ate, they went back to Eleanor's place and watched movies and cuddled. So Eleanor was confused when she woke up, somewheres that was not her apartment. She sat up, slowly. She hadn't been drinking last night. Eleanor pinched herself to see if this was a dream. Nothing. "C-Chad?" She called out. Silence. "Chad! Where are you?" She stood, but fell right back down. "What the heck?"

The street was bustling, car horns occasionally honking and many engaging in chatter. Many of the lights were neon, the street glistening in color. Mr. Whiskers was out on the prowl again, exploring his surroundings and in particular looking for his friend Julia. As self absorbed and arrogant as she could be, she was a good friend to Mr. Whiskers, always checking on him and making sure he was okay. He knew practically everyone in the city - for he was quite a sociable cat! As he greeted several of the locals, he noticed from the corner of his eye someone in the alley. He had never seen this particular individual before. "I should," he thought to himself, "We never get anyone new in this city." He slowly approached the girl, realizing that she did not look at all like him. Her features were incredibly detailed - something he had not seen in a very long time. "Excuse me," he called out. "Are you alright?"

Eleanor was crouched on the ground with her head in her hands. She looked up to see who was speaking, "Hello?" She continued to look around and noticed a small black cat, just standing there. "Oh hello, kitty." She put her hand out, beckoning the feline to come closer, "How are you today?" She whispered the the cat. She smiled at him and continued to look around, "Where is your owner?" She then realized that the cat didn't look exactly real. It had solid black fur and wide, bright green eyes. She moved her hand away slowly. She stood, called out, "Hello? Is anyone here?"

The young woman's behavior was peculiar. Owner? He would prefer the term roommate. After all, Mr. Whiskers has to pay rent! Additionally, she seemed to be afraid. "Good evening Miss," he said as he beckoned closer, "I am fine, but I am more concerned about you. Did you hit your head?" He examined her again and was in awe. She did not look like the other city dwellers at all. He could not describe the way she looked - it was as if she had come from a different planet. Maybe she did?

She finally realized the voice was coming from the cat. She screamed and got away from the cat, "How are you talking?" She yelled. She quickly took off her shoe and held it in her hand like it was a weapon. How was this cat talking and where was she? Had she been kidnapped? Was this a cruel prank? What is Chad doing right now? Is he worried about her? Is he here somewheres too?

Mr. Whiskers was shocked and now a little scared of the girl, especially with her holding her shoe up as a weapon. By golly, it was quite normal for animals to talk. Hell, even some of the rocks talk here! She definitely must have hit her head. Carefully, he backed away his hair standing up. "Woah! Woah! No need for the shoe! I am just trying to help here. Did you crash land here from somewhere?"

Eleanor slowly brought the shoe down, "I'm sorry. I'm just scared. I don't know where I am." She put her shoe back on. A stray tear falls down her cheek. "And now a cat is talking to me. Helping me!" She sits down and crosses her legs. She puts her hand out for the cat, hoping it would come near her.

Mr. Whiskers approached her slowly, putting his paw on her hand. "It's alright Miss, we can figure this out. I know a few people that might be able to help your um...peculiar situation." Mr. Whiskers knew quite a few people in the area, including his roommate, Detective Jim Carter. Maybe he knew a few things about crash landing aliens? Additionally, his friend, Mrs. Fer knew quite a few things about conspiracies. She was a bit crazy, but Mr. Whiskers got along with her. He often dismissed her theories, but after meeting the young woman, maybe she was right. "I am certain someone can help you," he mused. "Now let's start with the basics. Tell me, what is your name?"

Eleanor smiles a little at the cat and starts to pet him. "My name is Eleanor. What is yours?" She asked, assuming that the cat had a name. It still was a cat. She looked around a little bit to see a young woman walking towards them. Her body tensed up immensely.

"Mr. Whiskers, what happened to you?" asked Julia Anderson, having come from look around the town. "I literally just walked like a mil-" she paused, having seen Eleanor, "What are you?" She asked her.

Eleanors mouth was wide open, "Um, uh," she looked down at Mr. Whiskers and then back up at the girl. "I'm a person?" She said, "What are you?" She definitely knew the girl wasn't human. Her skin was perfectly smooth. She had a large head and a small body. It was like they were in a cartoon.

"I have acquired the name Mr. Whiskers," he stated matter-of-factly. "Of heavens miss, though your petting is exceptional, wouldn't you consider this to be erm..a little bit too PDA?" As he asked the question, he realized she tensed up and turned around to find his good friend Julia.

"Ah! There you are Julia, my deepest apologizes," he stated, his attention on Julia, "I was in a middle of a situation which it seems you have gathered." As Eleanor stated she was a "person" he quickly turned his head toward her. "So you also view yourself as a 'person'. How peculiar. We seemingly use the same phrases yet you look nothing like our erm...world." He paused for a moment in thought. "Miss Eleanor, what do you remember? You mentioned you don't know where you are."

Eleanor was taken aback by the cats question, too much PDA, you're a cat! You're supposed to enjoy being petted. Obviously she was in some weird dream, but no, she had pinched herself. "I-I remember my amazing night last night with my boyfriend and now I'm here." She recalled. Obviously, being a person meant different things to them than it did to her.

Julia scoffs, "She was petting you? Mrs. Fer would be jealous!" She exclaimed, drawling out the last word.

"What was the night like? Where were you?" Mr. Whiskers inquired. Maybe he could get to the bottom of this, she obviously wasn't a part of this world, especially by her appearance.

Mr. Whiskers turned his attention towards Julia, "Yes, erm, it seems that petting is given out freely where she comes from." He thought for a moment about Mrs. Fer, his fluffy cheeks turning a bright pink. He looked around, noticing that some people were beginning to look down the alley, looking at Eleanor. He knew eventually, they would draw a crowd. "Miss Eleanor, Julia, we should go to my apartment." He turned towards Julia, looking up at her, "I am starting to think Miss Eleanor's presence will begin to draw a crowd. Though attention is always appreciated, I don't think these circumstances are exactly ideal. Additionally, I think Detective Carter could be of a help to this situation."

Julia nods, "Yeah probably. She does look very like, weird. Why is her head so small?" She asked, she turned to Eleanor, "Why is your head so small? Your eyes are small too! And why is your body so big?"

Eleanor felt like she was on the urge of crying, but she held her tears back. She nodded at Mr. Whiskers, ignoring Julia completely. "My boyfriend took me to this amazing Italian restaurant After we ate, we went back to my place and watched movies." She said, thinking about Chad, what was he doing right now? "Who is Detective Carter?" She asked, all she knew was that he was a detective, but what help would that be? Petting here is like kissing back home apparently. What else is messed up?

Mr. Whiskers shot a look towards Julia, "Oh come now Julia. Proportions should be the least of our concern! Maybe she believes us to have large heads and small bodies. It is certain she comes from a different world - certainly not from the city." He then raised an eyebrow, "Haven't you been encouraging body positivity?"

He looked back at Eleanor and then looked down at the ground, deep in thought. "Are you referring to the Italian restaurant
Santosuossos down the street? What was your 'world' like?" At her question he nodded, "Detective Carter is my roommate and very popular. He has solved quite the cases around here including the famed disappearance of Mr. Garison."

Julia rolled her eyes and mumbled something that sounded like, "Whatever."

Eleanor shook her head, "My 'world', I guess I could say everyone looked like me. You said earlier I looked different, but where I'm from I looked normal." She shook her head again, "No, I've never heard of Santosuossos before, sorry." Eleanor's eyebrows lifted, "Who was Mr. Garison?"

Mr. Whiskers chuckled at Julia's annoyance before turning his attention to Eleanor. "Hm...that is very interesting. We are so similar, yet different. I wonder if Mrs. Fer would be able to explain this - her ideas may be obscure, but your presence alone has made me question her ideas," he mumbled. "I will arrange Mrs. Fer and Detective Carter to meet you, maybe we can help you find you 'world'." Mr. Whiskers paused, carefully placing his words. "Well, Mr. Garison was often plagued with hallucinations, he was scared to death of a man named 'George'. Now at first we assumed it was George Hently, but I haven't seen that man hurt a fly and he often gives discounts on ice cream on Tuesdays. Now he shortly disappeared after he appeared in the city. Detective Carter was on the case. I accompanied him on several occasions to help obtain information about his appearance. However, the case nearly drained Carter, even telling me about near death experiences caused by strange circumstances. However, Carter did find him and was shocked to find that the man's face was blank - he had no mouth, no eyes, and no nose. It was the strangest thing I had ever seen. No one knows what happened, but it shook up a lot of us. Detective Carter helped him to a hospital, but I have not heard about the man again since the incident and Detective Carter has not talked about the case in depth sense."

Eleanors mouth was dropped wide open and her eyes her has wide as Julias. "That's so creepy!" She exclaimed, horrified. "I'm so sorry that happened. I hope he is okay!" She couldn't help herself in thinking how that wouldn't have happened if she were at home. At home, she would probably be snuggling with Chad or something. "So this Detective Carter dude might be able to help me?" She asked, feeling somewhat hopeful she'll be able to go home soon.

"It was - I only hope the best for the poor fellow," Mr. Whiskers said solemnly. At her question, he nodded, "Detective Carter and Mrs. Fer are our best hopes to figuring this out. I certainly can't guarantee anything, but at least they will be able to provide their thoughts on the situation and be able to help," he stated. He looked around, noticing more and more people looking at Eleanor. "We should head there now, it seems we are drawing a crowd."

Julia scoffed and turned around towards the crowd, "Whatcha lookin' at? Huh? Don't you all have lives to get back to?" She shook her head and watched as about half of the people started to walk away.

Eleanor smiled and nodded, "Lets go while the crowds are lower then." Eleanor did notice that everyone in the crowd looked like they were in a cartoo- "Oh my gosh." She said suddenly, realizing what was going on, "I'm stuck in a cartoon! It all makes sense now, yeah! Julia, Mr. Whiskers, you do look animated!"

((Nudge :) ))

((Sorry about that! I had a lot of family, friends and I found out a coworker had COVID so I had that to deal with but all is good and I should be back to normal!!))

((Oh no! It's perfectly fine. Are you okay? I know COVID is bad right now.))

Mr. Whiskers chuckled, "Julia your power amongst crowds amazes me. If I had half your confidence, I'd rule the world." Mr. Whiskers raised an eyebrow, "Stuck in a cartoon? I am afraid I am not sure what you mean by that. I actually never heard the term before. But you are trapped?" He thought for a moment, and he suddenly realized that the case of Mr. Garison had mentioned a similar term. His eyes widened. "Miss Eleanor, I believe you might be in danger."

((I am okay thanks!! I have to monitor my symptoms to make sure I didn't catch anything, but fortunately we were wearing masks so it is a low risk I caught it though I was startled to find that out.))

((That's good, I wish you the best health!))

Julia flipped her hair and agreed with Mr. Whiskers, not saying anything.

Eleanor shook her head, "Look Mr. Whiskers, you are a cat, whom looks animated. Everything here is different. Most cats where I'm from are used to being petted on a normal basis. I shouldn't be in danger, I'm trapped in a cartoon. I bet you guys have perfect weather and rainbows and unicorns and stuff." She felt much better, but still a bit upset, she was trapped in a cartoon.

((Thank you so much!))

"Animated? Also a term I haven't heard.." he mused. At her statement, Mr. Whiskers shook his head solemnly, "I am afraid that's not what it's like here. Though often we don't have any weird criminal cases, weird events have happened. Often times it rains in the city, with neon lights some days being the only thing illuminating the streets. Mr. Garison mentioned some word that you talked about. I thought the poor man was crazy, but it doesn't..." Mr. Whiskers barely finished his sentence as he saw a shadowy man down the other end of the alley. "I said too much. Julia, Eleanor, we have to get out of here now."

Julia glanced behind them and saw the figure. She gasped and picked up Mr. Whiskers "I'm sorry about this." She whispered. Julia grabbed Eleanor's hand and quickly ran out of the alleyway and towards Mr. Whiskers apartment. Once she thought they were far enough she put Mr. Whiskers down and apologized again. "He was going to take us!" She exclaimed.

Eleanor's eyes were wide, once again, as she was being pulled by Julia. She followed Julia, though, mainly because she had to because of her tight grip, but because she wanted to learn more about why she was stuck in a cartoon.

Mr. Whiskers let out a loud noise. He hated being picked up even in emergency. If picked up and someone ran with him, he swore his intestines would fall out onto the concrete. At her fast running, Mr. Whiskers felt overwhelmingly sick. He breathed heavily when Julia put him down, trying to regain balance. "Forgiven," he said in between breaths, "but I am a quick runner without the assistance."

Mr. Whiskers took a deep breath and looked up the stairs. "He was. I still feel like he will try to find us. It's a miracle you have quick feet." He looked around before climbing up the stairs, "Quickly, let's get inside." Out of seemingly nowhere, a key appeared in his mouth and he unlocked his small door before spitting out the key. "Would someone mind getting the key? I have a difficult time with these paws."

Julia nods, knowing that, "I'm sorry again, but I didn't want to have to keep slowing us down by making sure you were still with us." She said picking up the key.

"Do you know who that was?" Eleanor asked once she caught her breath, "And why would he take us?" She asked, watching everything going on.

Mr. Whiskers sighed, mumbling under his breath, "Well I am faster." At Eleanor's question, he slowly looked up at her, "I don't know if I am being frank with you Miss Eleanor. It seems like your presence is causing some uproar, but I cannot for the life of me tell you what that was."

Eleanor sighed a little bit. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to be with Chad. She couldn't care less about the people, or cartoons? Characters?, here. She watches as they eventually make their way inside the apartment and she followed them.