Prepare for some Breaking News.
On Monday, on this Blog, I will be announcing the title of Book 7- which up to now has been known simply as "Paul". It will be an epic day to remember until the end of time, or for a few days afterwards (whichever comes first).
And in the interest of random topic changes, here's a picture.
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1) Not the right shape for a cover
2) Needs SOME kind of text
Other than that it's alright, I suppose.
Wait, there's a jar in here?
A jar of purple pickles.
I am titaaaaaaniiiiiiuuuuum!
Gotta go. Bye
Bye Rose!
*places jar on table*
Bye P!nk!
Bye Rose!
Stone hard, machine gun....
*hugs Eve*
Argh! Load, internet!
*hugs back*
Stupid Internet.
...Flame, please come on...
Ah. I love this song. Never say never. Not the Justin briber one, the good one.
Don't let me go...
*starts playing violin*
We pull it together....
*checks iTunes*
Am I really listening to that? Oh well, I like Breaking Benjamin.
But...
*skips to I Will Not Bow*
...FALL!
Why am I playing the violin? Coz I like it. Why am I singing? Coz I like it.
Okay.
Oh my god, Mist, we're listening to two completely different songs.
Labyrinth. COME IN.
Does that matter?
That we're listening to different songs?
Not really. I'm listening to a song about shooting people now. I think.
I don't even know what I'm listening to anymore.
*checks*
It's Anthem of the Angles.
Haha. Lonely Boy now. *starts playing guitar*
I really like this one...
Any old time ya keep me waiting, waiting, waiting....
Oh god, now I feel like line dancing!!!!! Ahhhhh!
*quickly skips song*
Like a g6, like a g6
*is sitting on the ceiling*
Brb
Damn I have to go bye!
Bye, Eve!
*hugs*
Sparky?
*sighs*
Maybe I should go.
I have homework due on Monday. And some other stuff.
Argh!
Silence is killing me!
Breathe!
I stood there.
No one else was nearby.
I was alone.
The darkness bore down on me.
There were no sources of light, no illumination of any kind.
I took a deep breathe of cold night air.
It stung my lungs.
I was alone.
Again.
That in itself burned me.
It was like white hot knives cutting into my flesh, into my very being.
The loneliness was killing me.
I had had enough of it.
I didn't need to be alone anymore.
The thought was in the back of my mind and the command was at my will.
I bought it forwards and thrust it into action.
My leg moved and took a step forwards.
I was walking.
It felt weird, having been mobile for the past hour.
My legs carried me towards a familiar structure.
I knew where I was.
I knew what I was doing.
I knew what lay in front of me.
...It was the cliff.
I didn't stop.
I let me legs carry me nearer and nearer.
It drew closer to me and soon I would leave the ground if I took one step further.
I had had enough of being alone.
And if this is what I needed to do, then do it I would.
And then I was falling...
And NO, I am not planning on doing that, I was just bored.
Whatever.
Boo.
Evil!
NIGHTMARE!
1500th!
OK, now I am going to eat.
And someone had better be here when I get back.
*gives a threatening look and vanishes*
Hi again
Oh I've to go again.
Bye!
NIGHTMARE, I'm back!!!
No...no one is here...?
Argh!!
Alliyupbarkofinnicuresillumationaafooreeyagausamudruliiraiaminchinatownsomehowyapoweeyasumbrillucarissallaidontknowhwatiamlisteningtoanymorebutitdoesntreallymatterwaititstheourtoforphobiabybreakingbenjaminitsallgoodrealusimnballicaloocaridmeofthesicknessarghigillumbooiloveevetherockamudruliiraiaminchinatownsomehowyapoweeyasumbrillucarissallaidontknowhwatiamlisteningtoanymorebutitdoesntreallymatterwaitits!
mwu ha ha
SLAUGHTERHOUSE!!!
MWU ha ha
MWU HA ha
MWU HA HA
MWU HA HA!
*evil plan hatching*
*silent mwu ha ha* hello, anyone there?
anyone ther?!?
*sighs*
I am. But I want to talk to sensible people.
Nope none's here.
i'll just have to have a conversation with myself.I will get a disguise.
I'm sensible.
Yay, Gab!!
Hmm...
You never say much, do you?
Hello Enya, how are you?
I'm fine thanks Ayne, how are you?
Very good, isn't Enya amazing?
yes, i've often thought that
Yes I do. I was just playin an online game. Dont ask me what it is. So...what are you doing?
ok, *evil plan hatching again* Free anteaters! *throws anteaters at whoever is near*
BRB
or not....
Right now?
I'm writing my English Assignment, writing Battle for Blogland, editing and writing Zathract Mist, writing my Zathract Mist short story, writing out Vathrasi's profile, reading Lynxia's story, reading Ivy Animosity, controlling my insane Saiyan, controlling my sane half-Saiyan, trying to watch a movie, looking at the pictures from my grandfather's funeral, trying to stay awake, listening to Sooner or Later by Breaking Benjamin and talking to you.
And wishing that Eve was online.
Someone say something.
Please.
No?
You're mean.
I'm tired and sitting here with a broken arm and you're too lazy to reply.
1540th
Yay, Diary of Jane is playing~~
~~~~[,_,]:3
It's Nyan Cat!
Oh, and Liona? Your conversations are nothing compared to mine.
LOL. Multitasking?
That's annoying. And I'm hungry.
My comments are going to start vanishing if I keep commenting so fast.
As I burn another page...
*hums song*
*staggers around blogland and does a weird dance thing*
*sits down*
HEY, GABRIEL!!
WHAT COUNTRY ARE YOU IN?!
Sorry, I have a habit of becoming high when I'm tired.
And you say you want to talk to someone sensible. You are not being sensible yourself.
And?
*gets up and does the weird dance thing again*
I said I wanted to talk to someone sensible.
Why does that mean I have to be sensible?
It doesn't!
*rubs eyes and falls over*
*sits up*
CAMPFIRE!
*lights campfire*
MARSHMALLOWS!
*runs into tree-house and grabs three packets*
*jumps back down and sprains ankle*
OW!
Damn you Dymocks!!
*walks normally over to campfire and sits down*
*grabs a marshmallow and tries to toast it*
Ow! OW OW OW OW!
*takes hand out of fire*
*throws hand into lake to cool it down*
Argh! My hand!
*runs into lake and tires to find it*
I FOUND IT!!
*puts hand back on and walks back to campfire*
STICKS!!
*charges into bush in search of a stick*
[[Time Skip]]
*comes back an hour later with a tiny twig*
Yay!!
*puts marshmallow on twig and it snaps*
Aw...
I have to find ANOTHER one now...
Daaaaaaamn yoooooou, Dymooooooooocks!
The final fight I win...But I will go on until the end...
I love that song!
Argh! Sticks!
*runs into bush again*
[[Another Time Skip]]
*returns half an hour later with a reasonable sized stick*
*returns to campfire and puts marshmallow on stick*
Work...work...work...work...
...Please.
*roasts marshmallow and eats it*
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
Why are there cavemen in the bush?!
My comments are vanishing again... :(
Please stay, comments.
Thank you VERY MUCH!!
*gets onto knees and bows*
ALL HAIL LORD OF THE COMMENTS!
THANK YOU, OVERLORD COMMENTASTER!
I promise I won't comment so fast in the future!
I'm listening to I Will Not Bow if anyone cares. And now it's Lights Out.
Both by Breaking Benjamin.
I'm so tired...
Why am I still awake?
I'M AWAKE, I'M ALIVE, NOW I KNOW WHAT I BELIEVE INSIDE!
That was a Skillet Song.
First!
*grins*
Yes. Oh, yes. You see, Eve? You see that?!
*points to the previous comment*
That is my ticket to getting FOUR pages ahead of you!
And guess what?
Go on, guess.
WILL I dedicate the page to you or won't I?
Will I, perhaps, give the dedication rights to you and be extra-specially nice?
You never know, do you?
No, you don't.
Damn I'm tired.
I could easily fall asleep here and now.
But.
I.
Am.
Not.
Going.
To.
Because I have a page to dedicate.
Which brings us back to the beginning.
Who will the page go to?
Well, that question is easily answered.
...
...
...
EVE THE ROCK!
*does a victory dance*
I'm four pages ahead now, Evie! You'll never catch up!
*eats live chicken*
hello??
2nd!!
woooooooo!!!
Mum could turn the Internet off any time
Dammit, Mist!
Are you still here?
Hi! *hugs*
Evil, evil comment lord! I thought we had a deal!
*sulks*
Aw. Annoying comments. 😡
*laughs at own pyjamas* 'worlds greatest Chimpion* hehe. It's funny coz it has a chimp in it.
I don't have actual pajamas, I just wear comfy clothes.
The Comment Lord? Too much power in the world, I think. We should all be equal. *is a hippie*
*laughs and hugs again*
*nods then grins* I have two drawers of pyjamas. My pyjamas are AWESOME.
*hugs back*
There's a song called How To Love and a song called How To Hate. Weirrrrd.
Lol
*climbs into hammock and pats one next to me*
Oh! *gives antidote* those live chickens aren't doing any good for you, Misty.
*takes drop of antidote*
Thanks. I need to watch what I eat.
*stares at huge bowl of rice*
*meditates*
*floats up to hammock*
Eat your rice! *shoves giant spoonful of rice into Mists mouth*
*chokes*
Gak! I already ate this an hour ago!
*grins* and now you must reminisce. *gives rice to Mist*
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks....
*sags*
Fine.
*eats rice obediently*
Can you whistle? I can't whistle. *tries to whistle and fails miserably*
*glares at gloating birds*
Now I am torn
Thought it was over this time, and we know
There’s still a fire inside, and we know
We’re gonna let it burn, let it burn
Till the image fades away...
Good boy. *helps self to purple banana split*
I can't whistle, never have been able to.
Ack. I have to go, will try and switch to iPod. But internet will die any time form then on.
*hugs quickly*
I'm still trying to decide what my battle theme is. God, there must be a thousand songs on here...
Okay. *hugs*
hi people
On iPod!
*hugs again and looks around for marshmallows*
*sees the packets on the ground where I left them*
...I'm not getting them.
*sits back in hammock*
And suddenly there was a disco.
*buzzes up to disco ball*
*hits disco ball*
*falls*
*tries to fly*
*wings are broken*
*hits ground*
*twitches in last seconds of sweet sweet life*
*gets squashed by giant foot*
hi bloggers
That was A Bugs Life.
Hehe.
*hugs*
NOOOOOÔÖÒÓŒØŌÕOO!
Hi Chloe.
Hi Chloe
*examines accents on Os* hmm.
stooshe is awesome! (a girl trio)
(>*_*)> ###
WAFFLES!
nomnomnom
Hi Star!
Hi Star!
Do you know what the story is going to be about yet?
how r u lot?
hi star
*starts climbing through tree*
I'm pretty goose
I'm pretty goose.
*laughs at Eve for stealing her line*
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