Welcome to The Inkwell, an original cross-over fiction universe. Storied ones from every dimension are stuck in Inkwell City due to the destruction of the Library. Many paths will unexpectedly cross as the storied ones fight to rebuild the portals, find their way home, and stop the villains from unsealing the Inkwell and restarting an ancient war.
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Wonderland
Animals in the forest are starting to talk and behave like people...
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Chandler. Anna.
All hail Channa.
ft. Monty
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Skin design by Anna. Site concept by Anna & Chandler. Posts belong to their respective authors. "OC" characters belong exclusively to their authors. All "Canon" characters originate from public domain. However, the character renditions created for this RPG belong to their respective authors.
Born in Manchester. Was always a mean bastard. Got bigger, dyed my hair green, stuck some jewellry in my face, learnt the drums, beat up some punks, got a record, got a therapist, still fuckin' angry, kept gettin' in trouble. Got kicked out and went to live with this total freak who had this freaky-arse obsession with shrimp. I still don't get it man, but whatever. Got picked up by these Ashford shitheads. got in more fights and now I can't fuckin' use my left arm. Shit sucks. Now I'm fucking here and I don't even know what any of this shit is or how I got here and the fucker with the glasses writing me doesn't really fuckin' know either so I guess we're just gonna roll with it. Whatever.
Who I am?
Still a punk-ass bitch. What the fuck. Now you're tryin' to change me, huh? Well, fuck you. But, I guess I don't look like a cartoon anymore. Fuckin' great.