...it has just been pointed out that maybe the important post, the COMPETITION post, may be slightly overlooked because it is no longer the "new" post. So I'm just posting again to make sure that you read the one below the one below this.
Oh dear God I've just overcomplicated a simple situation, haven't I?
Anyway, READ ALL BLOG ENTRIES, DAMMIT!
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About Derek
- Derek Landy
- Derek Landy writes the Skulduggery Pleasant series because getting a proper job is so overrated.
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«Oldest ‹Older 4401 – 4600 of 4812 Newer› Newest»Phoenix, I'd answer the question *hides*
I've already read the Val V thing.
Well, duh, Sparky, of course you have. You've read most of the story already.
yes that is quite cool... i think over the hols im going to read all that..
Gabrielle Scarlet landed on the roof. She pulled in her scarlet, red wings and ran. She got to the center of the roof and laughed hard. She couldn't wait.
Read all of what? And that was pretty cool.
if anyone hasn't noticed this is part of my new project the imaginary fiends
Flame, that's part of a different Ivy story... That's my long one... I have a really short one posted on my blog. It involes a guy who's arm was ripped off, moaning in pain...
blood and water
Again, read all of what? @Flame
oh.. well i read later
Oh, right... OK. It's not as good as your stuff but it's a start...
mine is s**t
Well I can just send you that whole story, if you wanna read it at some point. It's not even close to finished, but it's pretty long...
I've read the short one too!
How is your stuff s**t?
Sparky, you've read basically all of them. Ivy and Anomaly are gonna team up at some point.
Ooo Cool!
I know. Anomaly's gonna convince Ivy to try being a good guy, just to see what it's like, then Ivy's gonna be mostly good. Except she'll need to be reminded that the good guys don't kill people...
cool i got flame a partner too..
and robin if you dont mind im gonna get you to be a major part of a new story,, along side crystal darkflair, Violet dawn, Syrucasa Singfield and zorabose reckfiend
val could you send me ll the story, ill catch up
*glares at sparky* ive read most of your stuff val, its awesome
Kewl.
Souns cool
Flame! Can I be in it to? *Pleading-ish except I don't do the pleading thing...*
*looks at Flame*
I wasn't trying to compete, what was THAT about?
Yeah, Phoenix, I'll send you the whole thing so far...
1st.
sure... do you have an oc or will i just call you shadow? and say the rest of it is a mystery?
sparky it would be cool if you would like to be init
Oh yes. Now to think...
I'd like to be in it, but if you make me a moron, I will be out for blood.
I don't have an OC but I'm a necromancer, bone-breaker and got kicked out of the temple when I was 9... That's about it. Oh yeah and I'm a hired assassin...
I thought your oc was Lynxia?
i never make anyone look like a moron, but t'would be fun... hmm...
I got kicked out of the temple for hitting the high priest before you ask...
NIce Shadow, nice.
you told me before... will i just say shadow?
Yeah my name is Lynxia Lost but there is no official OC... You can decide whether I have the wings from my pic or not...
*gets busy hanging assorted decorations*
*espeacially mistletoe*
*winks*
Flame. Do you want me to type up a description of myself on my blog with pics?
i dont mind
I dedicate this page to the fact that everyone here is so nice to everyone else, and the fact that we are all brought together by the same thing.
The Skulduggery Pleasant book series.
Derek Landy, I SALUTE YOU.
*salutes to the Skulduggery logo and Derek's eyes*
I'll do it tomorrow as I have to go now. Just keep checking and it'll be there by tomorrow. Promise. Anyway - Bye *hugs*
Bye *hugs*
Bye Shadow!
Wolfie padded out of the forest. He was a wolf. Wolfie shifted back to human before domeone saw. He was naked, so looked around. There was the duffel bag. It was blue with a white strip. "Right where he said it would be." He quickly threw on clothes.
bye shadow
The wolf called Wolfie
real name is adam smith...
wait til you hear the next one
Sparky, Phoenix, I've just sent you the story... Well, as much as I've written. So go check your emails, please.
Story so far..
Kurt Quezac landed heavily, crouched down on one knee. He had jumped from the rafters. He stood up hastily, careful to make no noise. Kurt pulled back his sleeve and desperately checked his watch. "Where are they?" he muttered, “There always late".
Simone rider pulled up on her luminous green motorbike. She looked up at the back of the scary looking detention facility. It was the complete package, surrounded with chain fences with barbed wire on top. "This'll be fun", she laughed.
Gabrielle Scarlet landed on the roof. She pulled in her scarlet, red wings and ran. She got to the centre of the roof and laughed hard. She couldn't wait.
Wolfie padded out of the forest. He was a wolf. He shifted back to human before someone saw. He was naked, so he looked around. There was the duffel bag. It was blue with a white strip. "Right where he said it would be." He quickly threw on the clothes within the bag
Ha that's actually quite cool put together like that
there supposed to be n paragraphs but thing wouldnt do them
They are, just without the gaps - it starts a new line.
thanks i cant wait to get the prouloge done.. this is tha btw..
it'll end like this...
"So", Cameron said, " The teams back together".
Interesting thing, Phoenix...
Cool.
Sparky did you see what added to my story?
(You know, I've never actually read my story, even though I wrote it...)
How can you not read your stories? I am constantly rereading mine you can change things it makes them better I think.
I know, I try that, but mine's longish... I'll try to read it... Brb
yeah ilove changing things it makes it much better.
I thought that would be the case.
Cameron Melic entered in through the front door. He glanced around quickly, making sure no one saw him. Well, SAW his tan overcoat with big black buttons, the tan hat, the black leather gloves and his big black army boots. He was invisible, hence his nick name the invisibe detective. Because that what he was a detective. He smirked. Cameron pulled his revolver and hastily moved down the corridor, his back against the wall.
was that directed at me?
No. Val V.
okay
I'm trying to finish this page, and then I'll be right back with the fanfic.
The light burned into Arsenic Bergovitch's eyes. He cursed under his breath. Agent Langkill was shouting something. Of course Arsenic was being questioned, and by now quite possibly threatened. He wasn't listening though. He was being accused of being a traitor during the second world war, he was german, and therefore was being questioned why he killed men on his own side. He just hoped 'they' would be here soon.
what page?
Nearly done.
done what?
where did everyone go?
Robin, Val, Sparky???
Here Phoenix just distracted
I'm posting the story now...
Hayley looked over her shoulder, clutching a cloaking sphere. She was running through the back streets of Sydney away from the Chifley Tower. She dodged trashcans, jumped dumpsters and sidestepped pedestrians. She sprinted into an empty alley and hid in the shadows. She saw the Cleavers walk into the alley. There were three of them. It was only thanks to her sheer speed that she was here and not in shackles. She knew this alley like the back of her hand. She silently stepped up onto the loose brick in the wall behind her. With out a sound, she stood on the dumpster next to her. She ran off and jumped, and ran up the wall whistling all the while. When she reached the top of the building she looked down and laughed at the Cleavers. Hayley twisted the cloaking sphere on. Without a care in the world she flipped across the top of Sydney. She was headed for Lavender Bay. She jumped off a building rolled just as the cloaking sphere clicked off. She walked casually across the Harbour Bridge. She stopped halfway across and looked over the edge. She checked the area around her. There was no one there. She grabbed the railing and vaulted over the edge. She gripped the underside of the bridge with her left hand and pulled on the harness she had installed with her right. She clicked the harness on and slid towards North Sydney.
She dropped off the bottom of the Harbour Bridge and got a ferry to Lavender Bay. She hopped off the ferry and strolled down the beach. She then ran up one of the rock ledges and lay down and waited for her employer to arrive. Soon enough she saw shadows gather and Conner Sickle stepped out.
‘Do you have it?’ He asked, in earnest. Hayley took the cloaking sphere out of her leather jacket and held it.
‘My payment?’ She said lazily. He reached into his pocket and waved it.
‘Got it. Now give me that.’ He said. Haley shook her head.
‘Doesn’t work like that, buster. Give me the cash.’ Conner frowned and gave her the money. She counted it and smiled.
‘It’s been nice doing business with you sir.’ She said bowing. She twisted the cloaking sphere and flipped into the tree behind her. She grinned. She may have done some bad stuff, but she didn’t work with necromancers. She dropped back to the ground and threw a rock in the trees. She then ran in the other direction laughing. What a sucker. She was heading back to the Sanctuary for a ‘special meeting’. Of course, she would be giving them their toy back. For a price. She stopped next to her motorbike, a Suzuki Hayabusa. She swung her leg over the seat. She had gotten her licence long before any of her friends, because she chose a bike over a car. She revved and drove away.
Twenty minutes later Hayley parked in the very bottom floor of the Chifley Tower. This place gave her the creeps. It made you feel like all of Sydney could be flattened and you would never know. She walked to the staircase and pressed one of the bricks. A second set of stairs opened. She walked down them and saw Skulduggery Pleasant waiting. She pulled out her Mark 23 in a flash and had it trained on Skulduggery.
‘Hello Hayley. How long has it been?’ Skulduggery said cheerfully. Hayley scowled.
‘Seven months. How have you been?’ She clicked the safety off. Skulduggery waved his hand and the gun flew out of Hayley’s grip.
‘Fine now that there isn’t a gun pointed at me. And you?’ Skulduggery said.
‘Great. I’m on the list if you were wondering.’ Skulduggery stepped out of her way. She picked up her gun and hurried past Skulduggery. She sat in the lobby, wondering why he had come back to Australia. Hopefully not to settle old scores. She shuddered. Eventually Hayley got called into the Hall of the Elders.
‘Elder Opine, Elder Utter and Grand Mage Astute have arrived. Please wait inside.’ The Administrator said in her hideously nasal voice. Hayley smiled and walked in.
‘Welcome Hayley. I believe you have something that belongs to us.’ Astute said. Astute had cropped grey hair and only smiled when Hayley was around. Hayley was the only person who fooled with him.
‘Sorry Burritt, I need to pay the rent don’t I?’ She said sweetly. Utter shook her head.
‘Skirmish, you know the rules. You must address us by our titles.’ Utter scolded. Utter was short and blonde. And unpleasant, from Hayley’s point of view.
‘Fine. Sorry Grand Mage Burritt Astute, I need to pay the rent don’t I?’ She glared at Utter.
‘Better Elder Arianna Utter?’ She spat out. Arianna did not like Hayley. Hayley did not like Arianna. Hayley reckoned that Arianna focused on the fact that Hayley stole from the Sanctuary on a regular basis rather than the fact that Hayley always stole the thing back and returned it to the Sanctuary within a week. Hayley was a freelance, and that’s all Utter ever saw. But she wasn’t just a freelance. She was well-behaved one. Hayley thought Arianna was smart, but not clever. She missed the big things and went on first impressions. Hayley remembered how they had met. Hayley had been running out of the Sanctuary and had run into her. In retrospect it was not her best intro.
‘Here it is, I used it twice, but it should still be fine.’ Hayley said, tossing the cloaking sphere at Opine. He caught it, fumbled and eventually got it still.
‘This is a very important piece of equipment Skirmish. Do not throw it around willy-nilly.’ Opine snarled. Gosh, he didn’t like her either. Maybe it was because she insisted on calling him Elder Jerry. She also knew that he couldn’t catch.
‘I wasn’t throwing it willy-nilly. I threw it at you. That’s hardly willy-nilly.’ She grinned. Burritt smiled as well.
‘Thank you for returning it so quickly. I take it you didn’t need to steal it back.’ Burritt said. Hayley nodded.
‘I don’t work for necromancers. I got the money and came back.’
‘So you stiffed him?’
‘Basically. Why are we having this meeting anyway? Normally I just return it.’
Burritt frowned. That was an astoundingly bad sign.
‘You want me to do what?’ Hayley cried. Utter and Opine were smiling.
‘We want you to steal from the necromancer temple, and bring the item here.’ Astute said. Hayley shook her head.
‘That’s not what I’m worried about. You want my to become a Sanctuary theft agent?’
They all nodded. She paced. She stopped.
‘Sanctuary approved everything? No offence, but where’s the fun?’
‘What about the stealing bit? That’s the fun for you. So please steal this item.’
I'm here. I was reading the prolouge and the first chapter of my story. I still have to read the second chapter.
And you know what I figured out from reading it? I would make an excellent author, because I am amazing.
Kurt Quezac landed heavily, crouched down on one knee. He had jumped from the rafters. He stood up hastily, careful to make no noise. Kurt pulled back his sleeve and desperately checked his watch. "Where are they?" he muttered, “There always late".
Simone rider pulled up on her luminous green motorbike. She looked up at the back of the scary looking detention facility. It was the complete package, surrounded with chain fences with barbed wire on top. "This'll be fun", she laughed.
Gabrielle Scarlet landed on the roof. She pulled in her scarlet, red wings and ran. She got to the centre of the roof and laughed hard. She couldn't wait.
Wolfie padded out of the forest. He was a wolf. He shifted back to human before someone saw. He was naked, so he looked around. There was the duffel bag. It was blue with a white strip. "Right where he said it would be." He quickly threw on the clothes within the bag.
Cameron Melic entered in through the front door. He glanced around quickly; making sure no one saw him. Well, saw his tan overcoat with big black buttons, the tan hat, the black leather gloves and his big black army boots. He was invisible, hence his nick name the invisible detective. Because that what he was a detective. He smirked. Cameron pulled his revolver and hastily moved down the corridor, his back against the wall.
The light burned into Arsenic Bergovitch's eyes. He cursed under his breath. Agent Langkill was shouting something. Of course Arsenic was being questioned, and by now quite possibly threatened. He wasn't listening though. He was being accused of being a traitor during the Second World War, he was German, and therefore was being questioned why he killed men on his own side. He just hoped 'they' would be here soon. And how they would
Read the fanfic please!
Or whatever it is.
I have to go now. Night guys!
(and wow, you sure know how to fill up a blog)
See you Dragona!
Of course we do. We're professional weirdoes.
If we run out of comment room, we move to 'Usual Chatter Here'
Agreed?
Bye Dragona
I love Sparky's
Phoenix, yours fits together really well eventhough it's completely different.
Well done to you both
Thank you Robin.
*bows*
Agreed Sparky how far up does it go to?
5000.
I've never been this close to 5000 before.
HOW DID WE DO THAT???
by posting a lot and just general awesomeness
It's been EIGHT DAYS since he posted!!
Seriously, HOW THE F**K DID WE DO THAT???
i read it..
You want my to become a Sanctuary theft agent?’
my is suposed to be me, no offense, just pointing it out
Thanks.
Mistakes can be made.
Actually, from Derek's time, it's only been SEVEN days since he posted it.
i like yours sparky, but i found it kinda hard to follow, with the mages
Hmm...
I really just needed names.
It's brilliant isn't it? We are just awesome. Derek, you will need to post more often because we fill up the blogs faster.
your welcome..
*elders
and robin thank you very much....
can i have your email?
YES! DEREK SHOULD POST MORE OFTEN!
Yes, but at this rate, we will have ripped this blog the shreds by tonight.
F**K, HOW?!?!?!
and yeah seven days, were freaking addicted....
last night when i left it was at like 3,800
and now 4,762
It's funny how fast we can fill up the comments...
*4676
and mine is conor.brummell@gmail.com
kay :D
I'm going to delete that email adress in approximately 30 seconds
Like, really...
F**K, WHAT???
i have it written down
Sparky, this is how.
A
jeez stop with the F**KS!
AND HOW CAN YOU DO THE BOLD AND PUT IT SLANTLY LIKE?
DONT DO THE ALPHABET, ITS A WASTE OF SPACE!!
But...
H?
O?
W?
Flame, to do italics you do < i > insert words here < / i > without all the extra spaces. Bold is the same except with a b.
CAUSE
were freaking addicted and never leave this blog!!!!!!!!
I wonder how you do underline...
I'll try that
Testing...
Wait a sec...
testing
It's not doing anything...
That's irritating.
val its saying
Your HTML cannot be accepted: Tag is not closed: I
please just write what you have to write
Here I am, face to face, with I a situation I never thought I'd ever see.
WE ONLY HAVE 300 MORE COMMENTS!!!!!!!
I'm trying to do colours, but nothing happens...
And are you doing < i > insert words < / i >
It's strange, how a dress can take a mess, and make her nothing less than, beautiful to me
omg! ive been there when the blog broke.. not fun
everyone go to previous post after blog is broke!!
It seems like my eyes have been transfigured.
nope
conor
Something deep inside has changed
yes!!!
It seems like colours don't work...
<20>Testing
They've been open wide but pull that trigger.
THIS COULD MEAN
DANGER!!
I was trying to make the letters bigger... I'm just gonna stick with bold an italics.
YOU GUYS ARE CONFUSING! *cough SPARKY AND ROBIN cough*
I finished listening to that song a while ago...
I CALL RON IN THAT ONE, DRACO IN EVERYTHING ELSE!!!!!!
Ha, are we gonna finish it or not then?
My friend, Starkid, and I have agreed that if we ever manage to do our own production of that, I will be Draco for everything except that scene, and she will be Ron for everything but that scene.
In that one, we swap.
And we think it will be a RIOT.
omg avpm sparky youve said that a million times...
what is the word for where you listen to where the noise starts...
Cause she's shorter than me, so it would be a bit.
Wait, wasn't she Draco?
In the audience.
That would be funny.
We've also been called sisters on several occasions so people might say-
Wasn't the short one Ron?
source of the noise!
LOL
Back to Hogwarts is my favourite though
What is that mysterious ticking sound? Hmm... Kind of catchy...
Snape, Snape, Severus Snape, Snape, Snape, Severus Snape
DUMBLEDORE!
well thanks for the help..
But it's weird, I tried to get her to change to my school (Which she almost did) but afterwards we realised that there wasn't really much point because she would be a year ahead of me.
She's 345 days older than me, and I'm noticeably taller than her.
And I am freaking short.
I don't know what my favourite is, but yesterday we were in a shopping centre singing 'Granger Danger' quite loudly.
We are both girls.
i love the ticking noise... the potter puppets are so cool... i can repeat every word of that with my cousin
Hey Sparky, have you ever seen Mrs. Doubtfire? I think you look a little similar to the oldest daughter.
*hands everyone umbrellas*
No...
What's the oldest daughters name?
(wants to look this up)
Me and my friends were singing The mysterious ticking noise in the lunch hall and everyone joined in - best time ever.
I don't know...
Hello Dudes & dudettes
That's helpful.
Hey Crys, cookie?
*draws drops of rain from lake*
*wraps them with shadows and fire*
*freezes them*
*commands them to melt*
*orange purplish rain falls from th sky*
On my birthday last year, all of my friends and my sister convinced the whole lunchroom to sing happy birthday to me... It was fun. :D
Nice.
crystal darkflair! wanna read my new story so far?
Kurt Quezac landed heavily, crouched down on one knee. He had jumped from the rafters. He stood up hastily, careful to make no noise. Kurt pulled back his sleeve and desperately checked his watch. "Where are they?" he muttered, “There always late".
Simone rider pulled up on her luminous green motorbike. She looked up at the back of the scary looking detention facility. It was the complete package, surrounded with chain fences with barbed wire on top. "This'll be fun", she laughed.
Gabrielle Scarlet landed on the roof. She pulled in her scarlet, red wings and ran. She got to the centre of the roof and laughed hard. She couldn't wait.
Wolfie padded out of the forest. He was a wolf. He shifted back to human before someone saw. He was naked, so he looked around. There was the duffel bag. It was blue with a white strip. "Right where he said it would be." He quickly threw on the clothes within the bag.
Cameron Melic entered in through the front door. He glanced around quickly; making sure no one saw him. Well, saw his tan overcoat with big black buttons, the tan hat, the black leather gloves and his big black army boots. He was invisible, hence his nick name the invisible detective. Because that what he was a detective. He smirked. Cameron pulled his revolver and hastily moved down the corridor, his back against the wall.
The light burned into Arsenic Bergovitch's eyes. He cursed under his breath. Agent Langkill was shouting something. Of course Arsenic was being questioned, and by now quite possibly threatened. He wasn't listening though. He was being accused of being a traitor during the Second World War, he was German, and therefore was being questioned why he killed men on his own side. He just hoped 'they' would be here soon. And how they would.
Kurt was getting impatient. He started to pace. “C’mon, c’mon”, he said repeatedly. Footsteps. Kurt swung the back pack he was wearing around and pulled out two hand guns. He loaded them and held the guns straight at the source of the footsteps. He was just about to shoot when he saw the tan overcoat.
I WANT A NEW POST FROM DEREK! HE'D BETTER GIVE US ONE!
*eats cookie*
Thats coool flame :D
The rain *smiles*
He should, but I think we're gonna be forced onto the last on.
This one is nearly full so we can just go back to the last one. Derek will probably(hopefully) post Christmas day :D :D
*laughs*
*kisses Robin*
oh and Crys WERE BLOG-ENGAGED!
OMG cool! I still think thats wierd but CONGRATZ!!!!! whens the big day?
VAL V CYE-M!!!
What Sparky?
*covers Crys's head with a cloth*
Nothing that concerns you...
*laughs evilly*
*takes cloth off head and throws it at Sparky*
Whatever :D
*grins*
No harm meant.
*throws Makhaira in the air for fun and sees it land on roof of building*
Damn. That, that maybe wasn't the best idea.
*be careful, they are planning something*
i dont know we havent made arrangements..
I google CYE-M cause i'm like realllyyy nosey. Well I know what that is :D
*tries to reach edge of ceiling on building*
This is annoying. Could someone give me a boost?
Nope. Not unless you let me in on what it is that you are planning :D
Oh yes and did i mention I HATE SECRETS with a passion
Nothing. I sent her an e-mail.
IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT?
No! Its just Flame said that ye were planning something and and I just well I reallllyy HATE secrets :D Buts its okay I'll get over it !
We aren't planning anything.
That's going to happen here.
not yet valkyrie lol
Kurt Quezac landed heavily, crouched down on one knee. He had jumped from the rafters. He stood up hastily, careful to make no noise. Kurt pulled back his sleeve and desperately checked his watch. "Where are they?" he muttered, “There always late".
Simone rider pulled up on her luminous green motorbike. She looked up at the back of the scary looking detention facility. It was the complete package, surrounded with chain fences with barbed wire on top. "This'll be fun", she laughed.
Gabrielle Scarlet landed on the roof. She pulled in her scarlet, red wings and ran. She got to the centre of the roof and laughed hard. She couldn't wait.
Wolfie padded out of the forest. He was a wolf. He shifted back to human before someone saw. He was naked, so he looked around. There was the duffel bag. It was blue with a white strip. "Right where he said it would be." He quickly threw on the clothes within the bag.
Cameron Melic entered in through the front door. He glanced around quickly; making sure no one saw him. Well, saw his tan overcoat with big black buttons, the tan hat, the black leather gloves and his big black army boots. He was invisible, hence his nick name the invisible detective. Because that what he was a detective. He smirked. Cameron pulled his revolver and hastily moved down the corridor, his back against the wall.
The light burned into Arsenic Bergovitch's eyes. He cursed under his breath. Agent Langkill was shouting something. Of course Arsenic was being questioned, and by now quite possibly threatened. He wasn't listening though. He was being accused of being a traitor during the Second World War, he was German, and therefore was being questioned why he killed men on his own side. He just hoped 'they' would be here soon. And how they would.
Kurt was getting impatient. He started to pace. “C’mon, c’mon”, he said repeatedly. Footsteps. Kurt swung the back pack he was wearing around and pulled out two hand guns. He loaded them and held the guns straight at the source of the footsteps. He was just about to shoot when he saw the tan overcoat. Kurt relaxed. He lowered the gun. “Hey, you’re late”, he said clearly annoyed.
Cameron laughed his hearty laugh. “Don’t be a baby, Kurt”.
“I’m not”, he crossed his arms like a five year old.
Cameron shook his head, causing the hat to move. Simone appeared out of nowhere, laughing. “He is acting like a five year old again isn’t he?” She stood on her tip toes and kissed Kurt on the forward. That made him smile. It always did. Gabrielle was next top appear. She came running hard down the corridor.
“HELP!!” she screamed panting hard. She didn’t get in undetected. There were about sixteen guards running, down the damp corridor after her.
“Shit”, Kurt muttered. He threw the guns up fast and shot the gun hard and quickly. Two of the men fell, dead as a doorknob, while the rest pulled ak-47s down from straps on their backs.
“Dammit!” Cameron Shouted taking one out with his revolver with a shot through the skull. He turned and dived in against the wall.
Sparky, I sent you a response.
Hey Gemma.
How are you?
Cookie?
idk y i said that... hey sparky!
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I got bored. Hi gemma!
@Val V, we need to know more about this...
There should be a handbook or something...
BOO!
Phoenix bad language in that story but it's cool hello anyone who arrived when I disappear.
True...
*looks at everyone* For all you know, we're plotting against you with each passing second...
i tld you all....
*get ready*
I'm plotting against you too, yeah, how bout that?
Your face gets red, you hide your head, you wish that you could die, but here's a situation that you should really try! Say how do you do and shake hands, shake hands, shake hands, say how do you do and shake hands, state your name and buisness!
I had to. It popped into my head.
Well since we're all out in the open now I've been plotting against everyone here since I came o.O
Ah, kay.
emm i don't really know what to say to that
Not really I don't plot or plan, I just get there and hope all goes well, or badly (depending on your point of view)
well i think we should all stat a war...
a blogland world war!
That was part of a song from a musical version of Alice in Wonderland... It was for Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.
i G2G byeeeee
bye crys
tweedle dee and tweedle dum, explains it all. Bye Crystal
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