The male character is Tane Aiavao, as put forward by Josie. This was her description:
Tane Aiavao. (Pronounced Tah-neh Eye-a-voh)
Since this is an entry from New Zealand, why not chuck some ethnicity in there? This dude's Maori.
As per usual, Tane is dark skinned, huge brown eyes (so they can do the eye-popping pukana at the end of rugby hakas to scare the crap out of you) and has short tousled dark brown hair. He can also have tattoos, maybe even a Maori pattern on half his face. Around mid twenties. Oh, and huge grin.
He's pretty laid back, takes things as they come, never has a plan (eg, never knows what he's doing until he's doing it) and pretty happy with everything. Probably a bit of a coward, but hilarious without knowing it. Interested in girls, food and explosions (especially those on video games). I would reckon he is an Elemental. Little bit of a rookie with the magic, but is a brilliantly quick learner.
The female character is Hayley Skirmish, as created by Sparky Braginski. I have a feeling Sparky will be a tad delighted to have won this... This was her description:
Hayley Skirmish
Appearance- 17, Athletic build, Taller than average. Wears a leather jacket at all times. Blue eyes. Her hair is brown with blondes streaks. Has perfectly white teeth. Wears scuffed jeans. Never wears shoes.
Magic- The ability to run up walls and and upside down. She can also flip with ease. Basically her magic is and combination of Tanith's and Springheeled Jack's.
Personality- Has very strong opinions, and you can't change what she believes in. Always says what she thinks, regardless of how other will respond. She is Australian and has an Aussie accent. She is good, but is involved in a feud against the Aussie Sanctuary, because she's a bit like a modern Robin Hood.
As usual with these things, the standard was EXTREMELY high. In the end, it came down to picking two characters who would make the most unlikely- and therefore the most fun- partners. So now we have Tane's laid-back attitude contrasted with Hayley's no-nonsense approach, and when we put them in a highly dangerous situation we get, well, a story...
Hopefully...
Well done to the creators, and hard luck to those whose ideas weren't picked. Remember, it's not because your creations weren't good enough, it just came down to what I need at this particular time.
You've never failed to impress me with your imagination and enthusiasm and talent. Be proud, Minions.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1201 – 1400 of 4868 Newer› Newest»Are you okay?
who, me? I'm fine.
I've read it.
And I like it.
Read what?
Did you like the murder? I thought it was funny...
It was funny.
Charlie's an idiot.
Ahh! Just from that comment, I am now officially scared of you , Val. It's like you've really been Darquesse all along.
Oh, he's a total idiot. I loved making Ivy throw his arm at his head, so that the hand smacked him in the face. And I loved making Ivy say, "Don't be a baby" to him.
That was entertaining.
I'm setting up Ryan. Ryan is mine. Take Ryan's basic personality and I'll get pissed.
Like, properly pissed.
That being said, Myth, you get used to Val V's... Reasons for pleasure.
Send me the story!
alex.gourdie@gmail.com
*quietly walks away*
Hrm... I've just come across a problem...
Val V are you planning on going to University?
(the question is relevant.)
I feel I'm in the presence of very dark people...
Mythology, I sent you my story...
Yay!!!!!!!!!
Is University the same thing as College? Yes, I fully intend to.
Excellent.
Wow. It's bigger than I expected. I'll read it later cause I haven't got my glasses with me at the mo
I want to go to College in Ireland, though... But I think that my Mumzy would freak out... I told her that and she said, "NOOOOOOOO! YOU'D BE TOO FAR AWAY FROM ME! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE NEAR YOU IF YOU'RE ALL THE WAY IN IRELAND?!" I said I would visit, and she responded with, "BUT THAT WOULD COST A LOT OF MONEY!"
She isn't very easy to argue with...
Well, Myth, I'm trying to write, like, a book or something... Bear in mind, that is NOT an easy task for a twelve-year-old, or anyone in general....
I think I know the answer already, but why do you want to go to Uni/College in Ireland?
Because I like Ireland. It's cooler than America, in my opinion, and it's right next to England, which is also cool, and I want to learn more about the country itself and... AND DEREK IS IN IRELAND, AND SKULDUGGERY TAKES PLACE THERE, AND I WANT TO LEARN HOW TO MASTER AN IRISH ACCENT...
I know. Believe me, I know. I tried writing one in a month, a thousand words a day and I have to say, it was the hardest experience I've had with writing in my entire life.
Yeah, I thought that would be the reason, more or less.
Speaking of Irish accents, on Tuesday this week (before the winners were announced) I was trying to banish all thoughts of SP from my head during my ice-skating lesson.
And for some reason, my coach thought that it would be funny to start talking in an Irish accent.
And every second bus stop I see has a picture of Dublin.
STOP RUBBING IT IN AUSTRALIA!
I don' think I'd be able to write a thousand words a day. I mean, I've been working on the story I sent you for a few weeks, and it's only like 5,038 words or something.
QUICK! A GIRLS NAME STARTING WITH C!
Oh, poor you, Sparks- Er, Sparky. But look now. It must have been a sign from the Golden God.
*chucks a muffin at Myth's head*
It'll be harder next time.
Charlotte
Charlotte's stupid.
NEXT?
*wipes a bit of the icing of forehead and sticks it in mouth*
OH MY GOSH... So you know how I said I had a nightmare with Fletcher and Caelan and stuff? WELL SO DID MY MOM. MY MOM HAD A DREAM ABOUT FLETCHER AND CAELAN.
GOT ONE!
Um... Connie
What? That is crazy! Watch her behaviour more and see if she has stolen your dream doll.
THE NAME IS KAT!
Oh, and Val V gets to dedicate.
Well I never shut up about Skulduggery; I always go on about how annoying Fletcher is and how creepy Caelan is, but I don't know HOW she could have a dream that involves them!
Dedicate what? I sometimes dedicate songs I sing to other people.
*tilts head at Spark curiously* Dedicate..?
Val V, do you want to pick the name for the main main character?
The other two mains are Ryan Harris and Kat Ford.
...I dreamed that I kept on pulling lolly pops out of my pocket last night. It was weird.
Yeah dedicate.
I got first.
And I need to go now. I'll be back. BYE!!!
*Sparky
Who do I get to pick?
*quietly chants "please don't say my nose. please don't say my nose."*
The name...? Hmmm... Well, I was thinking it would be a story that had nothing to do with magic, and that it was non-Skulduggery-related... So I was thinking it would have to be a NORMAL, MORTAL name. So I have no clue.
Um... that was sudden. I find it odd, how we seem to be able to write a story just through our conversations.
What about Matthew Tye or Tylor Matthews? something reasonably simple. Heck, you could even choose the kid you sit beside in school.
Refresh...Refresh...
Brb
Oh, why is everyone leaving! I feel abandoned.
It's a girl.
And yes, it has nothing to do with magic. I wanted to make that clear.
I normally write fantasy, so I'd like a change.
I feel that way all the time on here. Maybe it's because I turn into Darquesse and pull people's heads off... I don't know.
...scary...
So you don't want to pick the name?
Hrmm...
How about... Harper Dwens?
In my opinion, Harper is a brilliant name, but I'm not sure about Dwens. It is good, but the S sound kind of ruins it.
WHAT? HOW DARW YOU REFUSE?
I'm seriously curled into a ball laughing so hard at that email I sent you that I've gone completely silent... XD
...
Harper Dwen sounds dumb, and I was asking Val V.
Who, me?
Because leprechauns are magical, and it was murderous.
so, Nooo...
No, the email I sent Sparky... Oh God, my head hurts from laughing so much...
BUT I LOVE EATING UNICORNS OUT OF DEAD CATS, SPARKY!
Sparks!
Sparks!
Sparks!
Sparks!
Sparks!
UNICORNS ARE ALSO MAGICAL, YOU ARE TOTALLY MISSING THE POINT!!!!!!
*rips off said unicorns horn and threatens to stab Myth with it*
Dude. NOT COOL.
I'm laughing so hard that I'm crying... XD XD XD
I am currently balling my eyes out with laughter. Although, I do feel rather threatened.
VAL V!
Harper Dwens, do you like the name?
I can barely see!
This is what I sent Sparky to continue, as a joke:
Nellaremanesinarianamma opened the door to the house after the door bell rang. After tripping on its abnormally large clown shoes several times, it made it to the door and opened it quickly. Sitting on the doorstep was a very peculiar-looking dead cat. Nellaremanesinarianamma looked up and saw the person who left the cat there running away as fast as they could possibly manage. The leprechaun, Nellaremanesinarianamma, pulled out its severed finger and threw it, causing it to impale the deliverer's head.
Nellaremanesinarianamma picked up the dead cat, then used a severed toe to slash its stomach open. Inside was sparkly objects that made moaning noises. Nellaremanesinarianamma found them completely uninteresting, then pulled a unicorn out of the cat. Nellaremanesinarianamma took a giagantic bite out of the side of the unicorn, then began to feel very strange indeed.
I didn't know unicorn horns were purple.
*is still laughing uncontrollably*
ANSWER THE QUESTION PLEASE.
*screams* COTTON CANDY IS FAIRY FLOSS!
And you haven't dedicated the page Val V.
YAY! Purple unicorn horns!
I think you are either going to become one of the worlds most hilarious authors of all time, or spend the rest of your abnormally colourful life in a locked room in the mental ward of St. Nuthouse hospital.
VOLDEMORT'S NIPPLE!
DOBBY'S SOCK!!!
HAGRID'S BUTTCRACK!
CAULDRON BUM!
*eats a lightbulb* I'M INTELLIGENT!
Ahhh! you are disturbed! Crazy! Unbelievably uncouth, and one heck of an entertaining person, you fribblet!
.....fribblet?
Frikking hell, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying.
My face is frozen in permanent shock, you sweatnippled jack rabbit!
IT'S RAINING LLAMAS IN SOMBREROS!
E-MAIL!
STOP BEING RANDOM YOU MEANIE!
NOOOOOOOOOOOO! LLAMAS! MY PHOBIA! *screams*
*licks the computer screen* AGH, YOU TASTE LIKE DEAD SQUIRREL!
I mean, seriously! Voldermort's nipple? What plannet do you come from? One orbiting a giant "Intelligent Lightbulb" instead of a sun?
E-mail.
*turns serious for a split second, then whispers* MEGAMIND EATS BABIES FOR BREAKFAST.
Me? Random? I think you're on the wrong planet. And can you please point that unicorn horn away from my overly exposed neck?
LEMONS ARE POOPING OUT LIMES ON PLUTO AT THE MOMENT.
...I'm not even going to ask.
CAELAN'S AN OLD FART LIVING IN A JAR DISGUISED AS A PONY.
*stops pointing the horn at Myth and scowls at Val V*
Hmmm...
*shocks Val V rather severely, but not hard enough to kill her, so as to calm her down*
DO YOU LIKE THE NAME HARPER DWENS???
Gaaah! Stop! My eyes are leaking!
WOULD ANYONE LIKE A GOATSICLE?
......Can you guys tell me more about A Collaborative Effort To Meet The Golden God?
NO!!!
CALM DOWN YOU NUTTER!!!!!!!!
OH MY ROAD KILL SQUIRREL SAUCE, THE CHILDREN FLAVOURED PIES ARE BURNING IN TH OVEN!
Okay, I have to admit. That one was pretty funny. But even I have to second what Sparky said.
You do realize that faces are still very slapable?
*eats a unicron* MMMMMMM.... TASTES LIKE ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS...
*shocks Val V again*
IT ISN'T WORKING!
NOTHING'S WORKING!!!!!!!
Fine.
But if you don't like the name Harper Dwens, it's too late.
Sorry, Eve, but I have no idea what it is that your talking about.
WOULD YOU LIKE AN APPLE PIE WITH THAT CHILD-FLAVOURED ONE, MA'AM?
I think you've knocked a screw loose, Val.
*tackles Val V and slaps her repeatedly*
STOP TALKING IN CAPS!!!
*whispers* You know whaat's even funnier than super 8? SUPER 12!
HEY! SPARKY! VALKYRIE! What is A Collaborative Effort To Meet The Golden God?!
*holds Val V to the floor and headbutts her on the forehead, knocking her out*
Ow....
Seriously, Val, as entertaining as you are, it stopped being funny a long time ago.
Eve, you should probably ask Flame.
*cuts finger on a needle* SMOOTHER THAN A DEAD CHICKEN HEART...
Okay, Sparky. *sighs*
What about a LIVE chicken heart?
I'm sorry, but I think I've gone entirely insane, and I believe I have no control over-- IS THAT A WALKING MUFFIN?!
I will leave.
Would anyone like to see the story so far? I've almost finished the first page.
*slowly collapses to the floor, laughing so hard its completely silent*
I dedicate this page to Val V returning to her normal state of semi-sanity.
Go ahead.
*looks at the post and is reminded of a conversation I had with Polar Bear Girl once* I said something scary, and she said, "Oh my God, Bella, you scared the crap outta me." So I said, "I made you POOP?!" and she just said, "^Yes, Bella, I freaking pooped myself.^" XD
Why was it so cold? She didn’t want to move. She was comfortable there. But why did it need to be so cold? She could hear something. Sirens. Where was she? She opened her eyes. Ugh. She was still in her bedroom.
Wait. Sirens?
She rolled over and landed on the floor.
‘Ow…’ She moaned. She did that every day. She needed a bigger bed. She got up and looked at her closet. She picked out jeans and a football jersey. She tripped at the top of the stairs and eventually landed on the floor. She did that every day too. She grunted and got up. She checked her watch. 2:30am. What the hell was happening? She opened the front door and saw that the house across the street had broken windows. Nothing to do with her. She shut the door again and walked into the kitchen. She ignored the toaster completely because the last time she used it, the toaster burnt half of her hair off. She opened the microwave carefully and avoided the small explosion of goo.
‘Ryan!’ She called up the stairs. ‘Get down here!’ She heard a groan, a thump and a swear as Ryan hit his head against the ceiling.
‘Microwave?’ He yelled back, leaning over the banister of the hallway upstairs.
‘Yes the microwave.’
‘I have to clean it don’t I?’ He asked. She nodded.
She sat in the dining room eating cereal and glaring at Ryan. Idiot. He had done that two days ago. She didn’t forget to easy. She saw him shuffle out of the kitchen.
‘Done.’ He mumbled, heading back up the stairs. She watched him slowly make his way up the stairs. God, he was stupid sometimes. But, most of the time he was a complete brainbox. He wasn’t smart in the straight A student sense, he was just… Intelligent. He was in University and his looks were deceiving. Very deceiving. He had spiky red hair that people made fun of. He was average height and skinny. His eyes were pale blue and his features were uninteresting. He was funny, in a annoying sort of way and they were housemates. It was her, Ryan and Kat. Oh. Kat.
‘Ryan wait!’ She called up again. He looked down again.
‘What now?’
‘Where’s Kat?’
‘She’s still in bed.’
‘Are you sure?’ She asked.
‘Yes, Harper, I’m positive I ch-‘ He paled. ‘I didn’t check. Are those sirens?’
‘Yes. The psycho has gone arsonist again. Let’s go get her.’ She said. Ryan started muttering something about chains as he got his jacket. They walked out into the freezing cold, crossed the road and entered the forest behind the houses on that side of the street. They walked to the clearing at the middle of the forest and saw Kat sitting in the snow, rocking back and forth slightly.
hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!
...
Who was that aimed at Myth?
Okay, after an hour of non-stop hysterical laughing, I think I've finally come back to my normal self. Or, you know, whatever small degree of normal I usually am.
Read the story Val V.
It's the one that we're sharing.
I already read it. You don't need to tell me to.
Did you like it?
GAAH KEYBOARD SPASM!!!
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My laughing was aimed at Val's comment about poop, and the story is great. What happens next?
Yes, I did, although I must say that it appears to be far too serious for my writing style.
How should I know?
I haven't written it yet.
...
...
Too serious???
I normally write brighter than this, but I felt like doing something different.
I hope that doesn't cause any issues.
And now my scared expression is aimed at Sparky's keyboard spasm...
....That ended a bit creepy. I was laughing my head off until they found Kat. I almost choked on my live chicken.
Yes, too serious. It doesn't have the humouroustype of theme to it.
Oh, no. Please don't start that again.
The beginning was humorous.
And Kat hasn't even said anything yet.
She's fun.
In the Sanguine sense.
She's just been bad,K?
aimed at Eve
*grimaces* My head really hurts...
Kat's weird...
*laughs at what I just typed*
Gahaha...
good. But I gotta go.I live in NZ an it's 6 oclock here and my T is nearly ready. so.. I might see you soon?
Bye!
*starts to slowly drift off to sleep*
Oh. And congrads Sparks.
WOAH VAL V DON'T FALL ASLEEP!
*punches Myth*
But Sparky, my head hurts...
Doooon't.
Kat reminds me slightly of you.
Ouch! Uh.. What I meant to say, was "Sparky rocks, and Derek Landy Knows it!"
Good...
I need to go, but I promise I'll come back.
*thinks aloud, knowing Sparky wil be slightly iritated* Hm, should I just ditch Sparky, and go to sleep, and silently laugh at her anger, or should I stay and be a good, normal friend? My decision is leaning to option one...
I'm back.
CONGRATULATIONS, GUYS! :D
Sparky, I absolutely adore the name Hayley. Let’s just say I ‘ave… too many aliases, mmk? :D And Skirmish?… well… it reminds me of paintball.
#Imagines the SP crew having a paintball fight and then Skulduggery rocks up in his tank, shooting bowling ball sized paintballs and laughing maniacally#… kehe…
Acacia! *throws live chicken*
#Catches chicken and boots it to the moon#
:D EVE!
*grimaces again* Okay, I think I'm actually leaving now... I'll be back tomorrow... *passes out on the floor*
… #Catches the chicken and places it on Val’s back.#
There. All better.
Uh, okay, bye Val. *peers at val*
....I was going to eat that live chicken. No matter, I have another. *eats live chicken* So good to see you again, Acacia.
Thanks Acacia.
Have you read the beginning of the story Val V and I are writing together?
I wrote the part on the comment.
Aw... Bye Val V.
Uh… I… do you mean the one with Ryan and Kat?
Good to see (See?…) you again, too! :)
I’ve missed the blog. :’) Ah, to be home once again.
Ryan, Kat and Harper.
Ah, yes! I’ve read it. It looks good! (I’m really unimaginative with my words this afternoon.) I can’t wait to read more. :D
Yes, Acacia. I can SEE you. *awfully creepy moment*
Yay! You like it!
Hey, Sparky and Acacia, I just posted my first story onto my blog, can you read it?
I will as soon as I get my laptop back.
Right. Okay.
Are people still on at the mo, or did I miss out?
I've already read that.
I like it.
Okay seeya. *picks up live chicken from Val's back and leaves*
Okaaay...
Thank you Sparky! Bye!
1st.
Hello? Interesting people?
What? NO! DON’T LEAVE MEH!… oh, hey Sparky. :)
I dedicate this page to Acacia, because she seems nice.
I'm bored. Has Everyone left? I'll leave in five minutes if I get no reply.
MYTH WE ARE STILL HERE.
What about me? Do I get a dedication, or have I called you Sparks too much?
You have called me that too much.
I take all my Sparks's's... um... back.
HAH HA, HAH HA, HA-
What's out, stays there.
Awww, I seem nice…
(I also seem narcissistic and tea-obsessed. :])
Yes you do.
Sparky has a point, Mythology.
Fine. but I've just got one question.
Am I nice??
I’ll be right back… I need tea. ;D
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Tea.
I can reduce my chance of cancer by 5%
We should have a High Tea, IzzFizz. :)
IZZ!!!
*tackle hugs*
I want my laptop back so I can keep writing...
one moment. I'm gonna switch from internet explorer to google chrome.
Indeed. Then we could talk posh and not let our pinkie fingers touch the handle.
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