Just got word- The End Of The World has officially been released.
I thought it wouldn't be available until the 1st of March, World Book Day, but apparently they release their books a week or two early so that people will have them in their hands for the day in question. I think the vouchers can be used in participating shops from tomorrow onwards, but if you don't have a voucher the books themselves are real cheap, so it shouldn't break the bank.
TEOTW isn't the only World Book Day book, of course, so look around, see if anything else takes your fancy.
The A/NZ version of TEOTW will be released tomorrow, I'm told. The only difference between the two versions are the extras at the back. In the A/NZ, there's the short story using characters created by Minions -with-funny-accents right here in this Blog (and don't worry, this story will be collected along with all of the others and released to the world sometime between now and Book Nine).
In the UK and Ireland version of TEOTW, instead of a story, we have some deleted scenes from my first draft of the first Skulduggery book. I figured it might be interesting to give you a peek into what Val's home life would have been like if I hadn't come up with the idea of the reflection. Here's a hint: it'd be completely different. No warmth, or humour, or Melissa rolling her eyes while Desmond does something odd. Have a read, and then see which one you prefer.
Oh, and to all you competition winners who have been sent the signed books, I still have to send you a signed copy of Death Bringer. I've signed them and everything, I just haven't, er, sent them yet. Ahem. The upside is that now I'll be able to send you signed copies of TEOTW as well- so yay me!
Oh, and as usual, even though TEOTW is only a novelette, keep spoilers to an absolute minimum in the comments section. You may continue to babble now.
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Dylan Silver
First Class Detective
File
Hair Colour: Dark brown
Eye Colour: Bright blue
Clothing: Tight trousers, undergarment and a long coat made by Ghastly Bespoke
Weapon of Choice: Katana [Double axes on the occasion]
Sorcery Discipline: Elemental and Adept
History: Dylan Silver was born into the magic family, and was immediately tested for magic. When the signs showed he was, the so-called ‘bad guys’ tried to kidnap him, and seduce him into becoming one of the bad guys. At the age of five, Dylan was able to push a grown man back with the element of air. He could also wield water perfectly. At the age of eight, Dylan could create a roaring flame in his hand. Dylan had knocked down walls, gotten hit in the face [alot], only to find Nefarian Serpine had been killed by the Sceptre of The Ancients, wielded by Skulduggery Pleasant. By the age of ten, Dylan was harshly able to cling feet onto any body part, but it would only last ten minutes, and it would exhaust Dylan’s magic for weeks. Dylan had only used this once, when he made the mistake of going up against Ivy Animosity without any kind of backup. He was no match for her at this age. By the age of fourteen, Dylan got role as a class two detective, doing what the Grand Mage, Joseph Hollow, wished him to do. Dylan had worked at the Australian Sanctuary for some time, but eventually got the permission to work at whatever Sanctuary, depending on what country it was. Dylan had searched for Valkyrie Cain, and Dylan had died when Menchoila St. Claire went on her killing spree, but was brought back to life. He was near Darquesse when she was up against Lord Vile, and got severely hurt from when Darquesse crashed into O’Connell Street. At the age of seventeen, [now], Dylan is a master swordsman, can control Elemental magic perfectly [Almost flying], and can fight like Tanith Low. [But she’s still better] Dylan has been working towards finding Dusk and Billy-Ray Sanguine, as they were the two torturers that had killed Dylan’s parents, and his little sister, Skye.
WHOAAHWHWHAOA
WHOAAHWHWHAOA
WHOAAHWHWHAOA
Not feet onto anybody part! EARTH!
EARTH I SAY!
EARTH I SAY!
Crystal! HAI!
Read mah bio I just posted.
-Jumps out of hammock surrounded by fog-
Heya Crys
Hi Dylan
-Walks into treehouse and grabs ice, Skittles, Redvines and Fanta-
-Puts them in the Slushie Machine-
-Turns on-
Awesome Dylan I love it! :D
RRREEEDDDDVVIIIINNNNEEESSSSS
Anyone want one? It's a Redvine\Skittles\Fanta Slushie.
Hi crys! Hi dylan!
I HATE MY CARPET!!!
*kills ten llamas*
Although, technically, it's a rug.
Thanks, Crystal, I appreciate that.
[Chu freaking lucky I value your opinion] :P
Makes no sense...
Muh.
Yum!
*takes galss of slushi*
-Gives elegant red and black carpet with swirling things and a glass rectangle coffee table in the middle with black leather lounges-
Redvines what the hell can't they do?
Everyone, take some of the Skittle\Redvine\Fanta slushie.
-Clones slushies-
-Takes my one [Megasized] and jumps into hammock-
-Gestures hand and fog surrounds me, and things turn to ice or frost grows on them-
Why so cold?
-Person sings CRAPPY
Kareoke and I drop spoon into blender-
Ahh... that's better.
*grins*
I hate the heat. I love the cold.
When I go to america, The first thing I am going to do is buy redvines. :D
Thank you AVPM and AVPS for getting me hooked on redvines,
FIRST!
*raises eyebrow at Dylan* Okay
You know Crys
First?
*grinds teeth*
DYLAN SILVER.
Stop. Doing. That.
IT. WASTES. SPACE.
Hi sparky!
Thanks for what you said earlier!
*hides behind Crys* Er, hey Sparky
Anywhhoo I g2g and help my mother through the great ordeal of booking flights online. Oh the joys xD Byeeeee
Your welcome Star, but it was REALLY good.
I'm going to finish my one now...
Bye
DYLAN, IF YOU DO NOT STOP WASTING SPACE I WILL TELL THE LLAMAS YOU ARE MY DEAR BROTHER AND I WOULD BE VERY UPSET IF YOU DIED SO THEN THEY WILL DESTROY YOU.
Bye crys!
Thanks again, sparky.
Dedications, dylan?
Um - where IS everybody?
I think I'm done Star...
I'll send mine to you.
Back to my horrible rug, then.
back i survived the Cornucopia bloodbath
Aww Star
I know Zafira I'm reading it!
Okay sparky.
I hate my rug.
I mean, it looks nice and all, but it is a nightmare to draw.
I've sent the e-mail.
I hope you like it.
so wait robin did you sponsor me? i saw someone else besides Davina sponsor me
WOOOH
GOT TEOTW TODAY
i keep thinking thats says TOWIE and i'm like why are they talking bout the only way is essex then i realise.
I loved the book!!!!!!!!!!!
and the deleted scenes although I do prefer the happy family
the wood chipper sounds painful........
how do you come up with this stuff derek??????? has your cat moved now? I hope so.or not depends who's side your on
Dedications, dedications...
I dedicate this to Star, Sparky, Nixion, Mist, Star, Star, The llamas :D, Freakfan[more or less]
Derek, TEOTW, Darquesse, Our fellow minions and....[Enter more if chu wish]
I did sponsor you but the post isn't there anymore -.-
The reason I said FIRST! so much was because I wanted to, well, be first. So, it's a good method. -Blushes and looks away-
My mouse miraculously clicked seven times...
*adds own name to Dylan's list of dedications*
*slaps Silver*
We USED to do that.
WE. DON'T. ANY. MORE.
*adds Flame to the list also*
ah ok...well i think i can survive the odds are in my favor and Davina sponsoring me orchid and blizzard and she told us to ally against the others so i listening to her :P
*also adds Shadow and Val*
I got it sparky! Your's WAS good! I forgot about the shop being a mess and stuff! I'm totally stupid sometimes.
We should post them here so derek might read them.
We SHOULD post both of them...
Quick!
Post yours on your blog.
I'll post mine on my blog...
BRB.
*adds eve*
Why llamas, dylan? Why?
Zafira, can I post again now that the games have started oh and someone has an arrow in your face btw
Hi guys! My phone is doing that thing again but should wear off soon.
Okay, hiya Lynxia
lol the rules are u can only send me one item in the whole games and they do know you sponsored me and i see the arrow O>O i scared
Heya Shads!
Star, checky my bloggy.
Hi! If I go suddenly my aunt has caught me on my phone or it's run out of charge.
*frowns* Um, how do i DO that? I think i can do it on a computer but i won't be able to get on one until tomorrow . . .
How many of you would believe me if I said I have been here for over half an hour?
@Star -have you seen the cartoon you yet?
I meant, get it on my blog. I can't do it.
Okay good, my facebook appears to be broken :P
Okay Lynxia
Okay Shadow...
Star, you might want to look at my blog...
I gotta change something quickly...
Yes i have lynxia! Brill!
*goes and tries again*
I could believe that Zath.
i think i gonna be in a fight soon eep not good
I have done that before Zath
Oh well it's The Hunger Games people are bound to die
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
No shadow to the list... I dunno him.
Well, it's nice to know that my time hasn't gone to waste then.
*jumps into hammock as house appears*
Well...it has actually, I could have been commenting.
*looks at Silver*
Shadow's a girl, buttmunch.
Everyone who hasn't already read my ending for SP series!
myuselessshortstories.blogspot.com.au
...Please.
It took me ages to do that pic. Not as long as my Percy Jackson one though. Just a couple of hours of straight editing...
And if you've already seen the one I put here last night, the one on my blog has changed since then.
Zathract, do you want my bio including history?
I'm shield Dylan. Dumb ass.
hmm maybe we arent fighting though Yuuki seems suspicous
*glares at phone* It won't bloody WORK.
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
Are you calling me a Dumb ass?
That was meant to say girl not shield. Stupid phone.
Yes.
She is.
*sigh*
No -...Actually, yes please, Dylan.
It may give some explanation to his unnaturally high strength...
WHOAAAAA!
WHOAAAAA!
GAH. I must go bye bye
He doesn't cling feet! It's EARTH! EARTH I SAY!
Bye Robin! *hugs*
Bye, Robin. I'd hug you, but.. I don't really know you.
-Shakes hand-
GO TO THE LINK PLEASE.
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com.au/2012/02/ghastly.html
Dylan, you can't use ivy unless val says so. And NO-ONE, i repeat NO-ONE, goes up again ivy animosity and lives. Also, she isn't even IN the skulduggery world. What val wrote about her isn't fanfic. So you couldn't have gone up against her.
Take the bit about ivy out.
Will in the morning Sparky. Can't now, am on my phone.
Okay Shadow...
*kicks Dylan really, REALLY hard, then shocks him*
IVY IS NOT YOUR PROPERTY.
I am allowed to use her BECAUSE I ASK.
OK, a few problems;
Firstly, what are the signs? Signs that he has magic? And if so, what are they? How do you know if you have magic? And it probably wouldn't be sparks with the snap of a finger seeing as he could only produce it at the age of 8.
Secondly, why would the "bad guys" try to kidnap him? Why HIM? There are plenty of other children around with potential magic. If it's because he was unnaturally gifted with the elements, that needs to be explained and as does the reason for having such powerful control.
Third thing...Basically the explanation thing again, not many people can wield the full power of water at the age of five (and so on). It needs to be explained and a reason provided for having such power.
Oh, just a side note, really we don't include cannon characters (people from the SP series) around here, so you may want to change that.
Fourthly, it also needs to be explained how he knows Ivy. Which is impossible seeing as Ivy is not apart of what I like to call the "Skulduggery Pleasant Multiverse". She is apart of Val's own world where there are only seven sorcerers, so he can't have battled her.
I have done, sparky.
BUT MY PHONE WON'T LET ME POST MINE.
I am angry today. Or tonight. Very angry. First the carpet - sorry, rug, now this.
Thank you Mist.
And the rest of it all is just cannon stuff again with the need of explanation of such a high power.
Here, Star.
*Gives Bagel*
*shrugs*
It needed to be done, Sparky.
When there are that many problems, YES, IT DID NEED TO BE DONE.
Zathract, I asked you to read it. Not to criticise it. Now say no more about it.
Well Dylan, if there are that many things to criticise, he was going to say SOMETHING.
yay i am happy
Just everyone shut up about my bio.
*smiles at Dylan*
No.
You...idiot. At the top of my comment, did it say "THIS IS A PIECE OF CRAP, HERE'S WHAT'S WRONG WITH IT!"? No, I was giving you constructive criticism you idiot, not yelling at how bad it was.
Learn the difference for gods sake.
I only started reading SP last year, but I still know everything there is to know about SP. Maybe I didn't get the thing exactly
right. Okay? Okay. That's nice to know.
*stamps on bagel*
TAKE THE BIT ABOUT IVY OUT!
Do not raise my ire, Zathract. I'm not in the mood.
...If you did, you would know that is is virtually impossible to have such a high degree of power over the elements at such an age.
*Jumps into hammock and drinks Skittle\Redvine\Fanta slushie*
I don't give a sh*t what kind of mood you're in. I'm not in a good one right now either. I was giving you feedback, POSITIVE feedback to HELP you and you jump down my throat for it.
And you can get the hell out of my hammocks.
-Turns over and faces the tree, reads TEOTW again.
Forget it.
*slices hammock away from house with daggers and sends Dylan and hammock crashing down*
And stay out!
Zathract, you're grandpa is dying. Mine is already dead, and since you've spread the saddening news, it's put me in a bad mood about mine. Okay? So just stop saying whatever about my bio. Okay? Okay. Let's all get along nicely and talk about whatever, or TEOTW, or just... something.
*laughs darkly which reverberates around blogland and fades along with tree-house*
I'll be watching
*rips TEOTW out of Silver's hands*
TAKE IVY OUT.
MAKE THE BIO BELIEVABLE.
YOU ARE IN A SH*T MOOD BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO THE HELP OFFERED.
i hasnt died in Games yet :D
I'M NOT BOTHERED ABOUT THE SP BIT, YOU CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT WITH THAT, BUT TAKE THE IVY BIT OUT!
I warned you i was angry today.
-Builds my own treehouse and lies in hammock there-
*hugs Star*
Hug it out.
As I said, I was not complaining about your bio, I was giving you a list of mistakes you should probably fix in order to make it that much better. Constructive criticism, if you don't want it, put your stuff elsewhere because nearly everyone here will give you it.
Leave me alone, the Ivy part will stay there, but I'll delete the comment.
*chops down the new treehouse*
There's barely enough room for two, let alone three.
Please tell me you cut down Dylan's and not mine.
OR WE'LL SWEAR AT YOU! AND I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE THAT! AND ZATHRACT'S RIGHT ABOUT THE CONSTTUTIVE CRITISISM! TAKE THE IVY BIT OUT!
Wait, I have an idea...wait, no I don't want to do that. He can fix it himself.
Leave my treehouse alone.
-Snaps palm out and pushes over-
*voice gets unnaturally high*
Take the Ivy bit out! She isn't your character! You can't use her! If Val finds out about this, she will kill you!
I mean it!
You have to take the Ivy bit out! There's Copyright! Ivy isn't from SP, YOU CAN'T USE HER!!!
-Continues to read TEOTW-
His treehouse.
Silver's treehouse.
Trust her (and me) she WILL kill you.
I deleted the comment, therefore, the Ivy part is gone.
Your tree is unbreakablr zathract.
IVY BIT - OUT!
I'm not actually angry anymore, but . . .
blimey you guys get a bit stressy
all take deep breaths and apollogise to each other.... it was only constructive criticism so get over it.... and all just chill... your maling a mountain out of a mole hiill
I am leaving blogland until all the yelling is done...i like my head *runs outta blogland*
It's still in your bio though, we don't care if it;'s not here, we want you take take it out.
TAKE IT OUT ALL TOGETHER!!!
YOU MUST STILL HAVE IT WRITTEN DOWN SOMEWHERE.
Never put it back in!!!
GET LOST!!! I SAID I WOULD TAKE THE FREAKING PART OUT!!!!!!!!!
NO YOU DIDN'T!
Fine.
I'm happy now.
If it's gone, I'm happy.
*lies down and writes fanfic*
I took it out. There. Happy? Though so. Now leave me BE
*grumbles something and retreats into tree-house, grabs keyboard and begins writing out something*
-Goes back to Mist's treehouse and lies in my hammock-
Drop. The. Freaking. Bio.
Oh, get the hell out of my property.
*nails on sign that says "NO SILVER'S"*
Seeing as Nix is a Dylan too.
Not quite happy . . .*kills llama*
Yes. I'm happy now.
Just kidding. Just don't annoy me.
Oh, Dylan?
THIS is a character profile:
Mist, that's unfair. I didn't actually do anything wrong. Can we move on?
I'm sixteen, so I'm able to know when to stop, forgive, and get the frick off of the subject.
Name: Zathract Mist
Age: 15 years
Magic: Elemental + Necromancy
Adept Power: [N/A]
Gender: Male
Personality: Zathract is relatively cheerful, though is very determined when it comes to a case. He despises people who are classified as "evil" and classifies himself as one of "the good guys", as well he should. Zathract will tell an occasional joke but mostly sticks to whatever topic he and whoever else is discussing.
Appearance: Zathract has long black hair that covers the back of his head and falls over his ears, blocking them from view. His eyes are emerald green and will stare into your soul, should he deem it necessary. His clothes consist of a black jacket, black pants and a black shirt, all made by Kassd None who is one of the best tailors in Australia, his qualities rivalling Ghastly Bespoke's in Ireland.
He wears expensive sunglasses he likes to call shades and his boots are also made by Kassd.
Zathract's gloves channel his Necromancy Magic.
History: When the seven year old Zathract had accidentally stumbled across the Australian Sanctuary, he took an interest to the hidden world at once and devoted himself to magic. Reluctantly, an Elemental mage named Masoling-Grid Ragikk took him under his wing and started teaching him how to use his magic abilities after it was discovered that he had quite a lot bottled up inside him. Zathract, Jake Frox back then, went through many processes including having to choose a name. He eventually chose the name “Zathract Mist” for reasons he will not reveal. Ragikk started calling Zathract “Zath” to annoy him and Zathract begun calling Masoling-Grid “Maso” in turn. They both cared for one another and saved each other’s lives many times. Each seemed destined to be partner in detective work, yet also to drive one another up the wall as often as possible.
Zathract soon became employed by the Elders of Australia and he joined Ragikk in solving crimes and fighting various notorious villains. Unfortunately for Zathract, Masoling-Grid was killed while they battled Vathrasi, a warrior who had sided with Mevolent in the War. Vathrasi had decided to go against the Sanctuary who had done a deal with him and had taken up his old ways, moving against the Sanctuary.
Fortunately, Zathract and Ragikk alerted the Elders before his Hollow Men breached the entrance and they were able to barricade the Sanctuary and reinforce its defences. It was a fierce battle when Vathrasi himself blew down the defences blocking the entrance and somehow, Masoling-Gird ended up battling Vathrasi alone. Zathract, only being ten at the time, was thoroughly confused and had his hands full with Hollow Men himself. He tried to help his partner, but it was too late. Vathrasi had struck and Masoling-Grid Ragikk fell.
A month later the Sanctuary had been rebuilt and Vathrasi had vanished. No one knew whether or not he had been killed in the confusion, but Zathract knew he was still out there, weak and binding his time, waiting to strike again.
Zathract swore to himself to take down Vathrasi for killing his friend and mentor, but he hasn’t seen Vathrasi since that day. Instead, he continued his detective work for the Sanctuary, alone now, but just as effective as he was with Ragikk. He soon heard that Nefarian Serpine had done a similar thing against the Ireland Sanctuary a few years back. In-between solving cases and bringing down more villains, Zathract attempted to track down Vathrasi, but he hasn’t had much luck so far.
And then he had met Vai Melt, a women trained in Necromancy, while ending up in a temple in Australia when working on a case. He had heard about Necromancy before, but never had a desire to learn anything about it. Vai wasn’t like other Necromancers though. She seemed quite normal actually. She saw that he had Necromancer powers in him as well as Elemental, something that surprised Zathract quite a bit considering that he seemed quite talented in that area of magic already. Vai Melt taught him some basic Necromancy and he quickly excelled in the subject, choosing to channel the power through his gloves, something he would always keep on. The only problem with them now was they kept his hands thoroughly cold due to the death magic running through them. Though Vai could never replace Ragikk, she was still a comfort to him none the less.
Zathract Mist continues to work for the Australian Sanctuary and works as a detective still.
You're all so immature, that you need to suck the life out of me? It was a simple bio. It was crappy, I admit, but don't rub it in my face. So all of you, grow up, and drop it.
Silver, I thought you were nine.
No, I am not kidding.
You're acting like a child dude.
Freakfan annoyed me. A lot. And look what that did to the poor llamas. *looks fondly at the llama corpses littered everywhere*
But i'm not mad anymore. Really.
I second this.
Except that I already knew he was 15.
I didn't...
Well, now you know.
Yes I do.
Urgh! Damn Amelia Earhart and her damned adventures across the damned seas!
BUT FINALLY, MY DAMN ASSIGNMENT ON HER DAMN LIFE IS COMPLETE. It was short, sure, but I don't care.
*rejoins others*
I knew.
-Puts TEOTW away and begins making an oak desk-
-Smooths it over with sandpaper, every piece-
-Varnishes-
-Starts putting pieces together, and finishes basis of the desk-
I love the guitar solo in Divide...*listens to it carefully*
60th comment.
Have you seen night at the museum 2? Amelia earhart was in that. As a living statue.
No, yours was the 61st.
I dedicate the rest of the comment thing to Zathract Mist.
1) You can't do that, you already dedicated the page
2)...Why? I've done nothing but mean to you since I got on...in your eyes anyway
*sings along to my iTouch, which I am listening to*
*groans* Oh, not ANOTHER arguement! Give it a rest, people!
We aren't arguing, Star...
*pulls Star down next to me and offers her an earbud*
Be warned, my music is pretty weird.
If anybody sees me in . . .like . . .ten hours or summat, remind me i need to get on a computer.
I am currently listening to DJ Bola- Private Jet.
*shrugs and listens to Facade by Distrbed*
Because, Mist, I'm a nice decent human. I forgive and forget. Mmkay? I intend to cure breast cancer, AIDS and create World Peace when I'm older. Listen to that and try me. Try me to see what kind of person I am.
*listens* I don't mind. I like most music.
You aren't arguing? Good.
I think you're a guy who is going to get his dreams crushed to be honest.
Will do Star.
No one is stepping up to create World Peace. It needs to be done, so I'll try my best. Do not belittle me, Sparky Braginski.
I would say an arrogant teen who seems want to ignore every bit constructive criticism that is tossed his way, but I don't want to start another argument.
xD Just kidding.
Seriously though, how are you gonna manage that? Especially the World Peace part.
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