The Spoiler Zone is still the only place you can discuss KOTW, but while you're doing that, this is a book review that Amazing Phil did on Blue Peter. I used to watch Blue Peter all the time when I was growing up, so it's pretty cool to be featured on it, and I reckon Phil did a fantastic job of grabbing the attention of non-Skulduggery readers.
It's also really nice to catch a few glimpses of Skulduggery himself... I think the exploding pillar thing is EXCELLENT... and it really makes me want a Skulduggery movie even more...
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*sways dazedly, as if drunk*
*murmurs* I can't fight. I can't. I don't know how. I have no magic, I have no power, I have no bravery. I have nothing.
*closes eyes*
They will be fine. Erebus will fall, and a statue of some brave hero will be built, and it will all be fine without me.
Erebus: *They slowly move up the tree, propelled by some unseen force*
*Forces his hands under her top*
(Make that a different tree then... rude.)
Bethany: But that doesn't mean she's any less likely to die... Sorry. I just worry about her.
Onwa: *presses against his hand, shirt being dragged down from the friction with the tree causing the front to ride up a bit anyway*
*bites his lip again, tugging and feeding slightly from the blood there before plunging back into the kiss, still using tongue, still kissing hugrily*
*his eyes widen, and he takes the parcel* Th-thank you. *he closes it again and walks over to his ring. he picks it up and looks at it for a moment, before returning it to his pocket*
Dearly.
*he disappears up the stairs and sits on his bed. Whatever this is, he doesn't want any distractions*
*he quickly wipes off the blood, and with shaking hands, opens the parcel.*
*overhears and goes into her room*
It's okay..everyone worries.
(Erebwa. XD
:( Tadra . . .
@Clara: :) I'm liking this roleplay.
*is liking watching Noelle and Alastair, too :)*)
*smirks slightly* Sure, Noelle. We'll walk in the snow.
*Skids into Blogland, one hand tightly pressed against where his hat would normally be.*
(*MURDERS ADAM WITH XAN'S TREE*)
*clenches fists*
*takes a deep breath and holds it*
*slowly releases both grip and breath*
A nice cup of tea, yes. Just the thing.
*Inside the package would be a few drawings- it's not a lot, but Adra has spent some of her free time with Cara encouraging her artistic abilities* *The majority of the drawings are mostly just handprints and colors that swim together, but Adra thought that he would enjoy them* *There's also a small CD in there that he could plug into a computer or television to watch* *The case says: WATCH ME*
(*Sir sees a sign: No hats No Service*)
Sir!!!-Zaf
Bethany: She's only ten... *produces several apples*
(*coward. Shudder was so much better..*)
*Sees Sir* Oh dear...
(*hugs Sir tightly* Hello, friend!)
*pushes those thoughts out of her head and goes downstairs, making tea with shaking hands*
I know..
*finishes slicing the melon*
But she'll be fine..
(Hey Sir :)
(Hey Sir
*high fives Adam*)
(*glares at Adam* BAD ADAM!)
Hello, Sir. What, might I ask, are you doing here?
(Greetings, Sir.)
Bethany: I hope so... I just can't... Agree with it. Morally, I mean.
(*ties Aria and Xan to seperate 100ton weights*
*also ties them to a rocket*
*waves and launches the fill scale rocket, effectively ripping them both in half*
(Tadra though...;-;)
*sighs*
I know you can't.. at least she's acheiving good..?
Bethany: But... She's ten.
*He pauses, blinking slightly.*
Ah. Hello there, Mr. Castalan, Ms. Kerias, Adra, Ms. Tempest, Ms. Silver, Mr. Cruciatus, Mr. Manastorm, and Ms. Crowley.
Is that everyone?
I do believe that is everyone.
In any case, I cannot speak, terribly sorry, truly penitent, legitimately contrite, out of tea!
*He takes off again, coattails fluttering behind him as he skids around another corner.*
@Aria: :( :( :( :(
Aladra but Tadra was heartbreaking . . .
Okay, it's, um, eleven pm and I haven't finished my homework.
I might just not attend further maths tomorrow. XD
*calculates*
*C will probably be at lunch*
*B will probably be at lunch*
*it's all good, then*
Fours, I guess. :)
(*is now dead*)
(Hello, Sir.)
*sits down in the golden swivel chair and sips the fresh tea*
*it's already actively calming*
*she wonders how soon the apocalypse will arrive*
*she wonders if she'll be done the cup of tea by the time it arrives*
She is, but she's..she knows how to care for herself..
*Decides to follow Sir at a quick pace* Hey! Come back! Lemme help!
(Fours, venerabubble)
Bethany: My mind just wants to stop her completely...
(Oh, Clara, check the BTG blog :)
I know..I wanted to stop her too..
Hello? Are we here now?
(Hmm, very well then, Silente.)
*finishes her painting of Olympus, covered in paint*
*decides to clean up the bar whilst he's upstairs*
(Thank's Clara.)
*He slows, and looks back at Noelle.*
...
Pardon me? Help?
*He tilts his head, taking the time to truly take in her appearance.*
Well. I do not believe that I recognize you.
*Trip looks at the pictures one by one, loving each. When he sees the first, his face falls into a sad smile, his eyes welling with tears. And then he looks t the second, third, fourth, fifth, laying them out on his bed. They are the most beautiful things he's ever seen. When he picks up the cd, he looks at it, and it takes a second for him to register what it is. He scrabbles over his bed, avoiding the pictures into the shadowy area of the attic.*
*a moment later he bursts forth from the shadows with a screen and reader.they're coated by energy in an intant, and a moment later plugged in.*
* the energy dissipates, and slowly, Trip approaches them. Carefully, he places the cd in the reader, and with trepidation, presses play*
(Bye Star)
(Fours, Bubble.)
(Ah Silente, the new album cover is divine.)
*sets down the empty teacup*
*stares off blankly into space, trying to forget what's going on outside*
Well... I don't believe I recognize you either- but you look frazzled and I want to help.
*looks around and mumbles*
I guess we are...
*retreats to her tree house, wondering things*
(Thank you. You don't mind the name change for the album?)
(*cuddles Lavy*)
(Not at all, Silente. If you'd check the blog yourself, you'd notice I edited the little sidebar to accommodate it.)
Erebus: *The multiple wounds don't seem to bother him in the least*
*decides its time to use his tongue as well*
(Ah yes, I see.)
Onwa: *relaxes a bit, smirking, nibbling his tongue before kissing properly*
*pushes his shirt up more, up to his armpits*
Good bye, Ms. Inkbright.
*A few seconds pass, and the gentleman in question's eyebrows furrow as he passes the idea around in his head.*
That is kind of you, madame, but I believe that introductions are in order, first.
*He comes to a full stop, turning around into a low bow.*
*Reaching up to doff his hat, his fingers only clutch at empty air. His face contorts into a brief, confused expression, before returning to its usual neutrality.*
Sir Reingington, at your service. Whether or not my name is actually Sir is entirely up to your discretion.
*Scrubs and polishes the floor and bar, tables too*
*dusts pictures and ornaments that may be in the bar*
*finally finishes the tea, setting down the cup with a sharp clink*
*stares at it for a while, wondering wether to fill it again*
*decides against it*
*stands up and moves to the window, gazing out over Blogland*
*sighs deeply*
*one day, perhaps one day soon, it will all be gone*
*still, that's what we have heroes for*
*It takes a moment for the video to zoom, and then a picture of Adra and Cara appear- Cara's hair is beginning to turn a bit darker, and it's a little longer* *Adra's hair is pulled back from her face, and braided loosely along her spine* *It, too, is much longer*
*Adra has a tentative smile, and she turns to Cara* Show your daddy what you can do, Cara! Show daddy! *She takes Cara's hands, and helps her clap them together* Come on, Cara- you can say it!
*Cara looks confused, and she sticks her tongue out* *Adra laughs, but then Cara begins to sound out the words* Daaaaaada!
*Adra smiles* Yayyy! Good girl! *She kisses Cara's forehead, and glances at the camera with a smile* I wanted to send this video to you as a little update- I know I haven't been able to trade off with you for a while... I've been indisposed. But I will be visiting soon with Cara so you can see her- then you can care for her for a while, if you'd like. You'll find that her teeth are growing in rather quickly, and she's eating lots of solids now- she likes applesauce a lot.
*Cara makes gurgling sounds, then curls her arms around Adra's neck, burying her head against her shoulder* *Adra smiles gently* I think she misses you, so I'll be there Asap.
*Adra leans over, and turns the camera off*
(You were a hero, once upon a time.)
*whether
*shakes head wearily*
I was never a hero.
*Noelle immediately curtsies back, lowering her head* I'm delighted to meet you, sir. May I ask what is bothering you?
*sits at a booth for a break and manages to fall asleep*
*He tuts.*
Come, now. Can I at least hear the name of my would-be ally, first?
*Trip just sits, letting the cd keep running.*
*He sits amongst the pictures made by his daughter, and watches her be happy. And for the first time in months, forgets about the ring in his pockets, and just smiles*
(You and I both know that's not true.)
Erebus: *Pulls back and strokes her hair*
I apologize... but there is something I must do, the timing for it is perfect at this moment.
*does not answer*
*instead, stares out the window for some time, mentally replaying past adventures and revisiting old haunts*
Onwa: *sighs and waves a hand*
Do hurry back.
*smirks*
I'd hate for you to miss out.
Oh. Eh- Right. *Nods* My name is Noelle. It's nice to meet you, Sir Reingington
-
*There's a knock at the bar door*
A pleasure for the both of us, I'm certain.
*He turns, and once again begins to walk at a brisk pace.*
In any case, I happen to be on the hunt for some emergency tea.
*Wakes up and gets the door*
*wonders what to do, and where to relocate the Hotel*
*somewhere safe, perhaps*
*but after all, what is safe from Erebus?*
Erebus: *Smirks*
Of course.
*With a small whirlwind of shadows he disappears, reforming directly behind Clara without a sound*
*She nods* *Points across the street* There's a nice tea- shop over there, if you wish?
*Doesn't want to get out of his little circle, but forces himself to stand and go downstairs, almost flying with how light he feels*
Aria, I don't know if you even knew about this blog, but you have a post :)
http://a-random-comment.blogspot.com/2015/01/ariadne.html#comment-form
*sighs heavily*
*stands up*
*turns*
. . .
*speaking of nowhere being safe from Erebus*
*swallows grimly*
*smiles a warm, pleasant, and very well-practiced smile*
Welcome to the Midnight Hotel. How may I be of service?
*He shakes his head.*
Oh, no Ms. Noelle. As I said, I am not on the hunt for any ordinary sort of tea. I require emergency tea.
Onwa: *leans back against the tree, inspecting her nails, slowly making them grow then shrink over and over*
*glares and makes that hologram of Sil in a cage again in her hand*
*smirks*
*There's a young-looking woman at the door* *Her hair, however, is snow-white, her eyes a deep blue color* *She blinks when she sees Ariadne, her face darkening slightly*
*She then shakes it away*
(oh. thank you audra. i'll see it tomorrow)
Erebus: *Chuckles a bit*
Points for being professional, but do you really believe I am here for a room?
*Noelle frowns* Where does one get emergency tea?
(Herrow Audra!)
Onwa: *slowly closes her hand, testing, laughing at the tortured screams Sil makes*
*lets the hologram fade away*
Hello Trip.
I apologize for possibly being distant, I'm still catching up on comments.
*one of him shifts into a crow and perches in a tree not unreasonably far from Trip's bar*
I . . . would not begin to presume I know your intentions.
*clasps hands behind back and stands a little straighter*
I imagine there are many important matters for one such as yourself to attend to, and would not begin to assume that my humble establishment was so important as to take up any of your valuable time . . .
*Smiles*
i only work here.
*goes back to her bedroom*
*He shoots Noelle quite the quizzical glance.*
Why, a military surplus store. Where else would one get it?
*another of him perches on a tree not unreasonably far from the Midnight Hotel*
Hellooo! *glides down the stairs and hugs the lovely, lovely woman at the door*
(all yours, trip)
(Sorry I'm a bit ditant.)
*Noelle's voice is dry* A tea shop.
*Thor and Zanida come down to Blogland*
Thor: Where is this Alastair, I know you said he came back.
Zanida: He likes to become a crow.
*A little robotic car whizzes across Blogland. Its engine is pretty quiet; the leaves and sticks in runs over, less so.*
*She smiles when she sees Trip, and hugs him back* Hello, Trip. I hope it isn't too late..
(I think my s key is damaged... He Sibyllin)
*She smiles when she sees Trip, and hugs him back* Hello, Trip. I hope it isn't too late..
Erebus: I plan to waste very little time here, so that is not an issue. What I am here for, is you. You are past your glory days, everyone around you is far stronger than you ever hoped to be, and you are saddened by those facts. I have more than enough power to change that for you.
It's never too late. I hardly sleep, remember? *He leads her inside, closing the door behind her and practically skipping behind the bar*
Would you like a drink?
*He shakes his head.*
Oh, no, no, no, Ms. Noelle. You seem to have an entirely incorrect idea!
You see, emergency tea is not something to imbibe. It is a weapon.
*opens mouth*
*closes it*
*opens it again*
I . . . I beg your pardon?
(Well, i'm going to bed. control Aria if you want.)
*goes to bed and eventually falls asleep*
(Sleep well!)
(Goodnight, Ariadne. Sleep well, and dream of the people and things that you love.)
*Adra shakes her head* No thank you. I come bringing gifts. You appear to have missed this... *Lugs the baby carrier in through the chairs, and sets it on the floor*
-
*Noelle blinks* Right... Okay- where is this surplus store?
(Night Aria)
*The little car reaches the tree behind where Alastair was standing when he interrogated Sibyllin*
*It rotates 360 degrees, checking to see if the coast is clear*
*Trip smacks his face into his palm*
You know, before I became a father, I actually asked myself, what if I leave the baby outside? And panicked for days!
Good night, Ms. Silver. Sleep well.
*As the pair make their way through the streets, he waits until pausing at a crosswalk to inform her.*
Ms. Noelle, it is still quite a walk away from here. In fact, it's in quite the rough part of town, believe it or not.
*A brief frown flickers across his face at this.*
Or rather, I suppose it would be quite the rough part of town, if anybody actually inhabited it.
*The crosswalk light turns green, illuminating the sign above it that warns of wayward armchairs.*
Well, I'm sure you would have heard her. She's been quite chatty lately. *Adra bends down, and unhooks Cara from her carrier, and pulls her little blanket off of her- she's wearing a comfy onesie with fluffy footies*
(*smiles to self, remembering the days when the roads were populated by furniture*)
*Noelle finds him odd* Hmm. Shame. *She looks around carefully, observing*
(Hmm. Has J gone?)
Erebus: Quite simply, I can make you powerful. At a price of course, but you saw that coming.
We have raised a monster.
She's too cute! *he goes over to get a better look* We're going to end he world with cute bomb!
(Ah, there he is!)
You . . . you can bring back my magic?
*eyes widen in surprise*
*Adra thinks that he's a little unnaturally chipper*
Would you... Care to hold her? I know you haven't seen her in a while.
If that's all right?
I'm a bit, in a good mood.
(Awastew?)
I see that- you can hold her, if you wish.
*Cara coos softly, waving her arms around as she crawls from her carrier and along the floor*
Erebus: Of course. It would be a simple matter to restore your magic power.
((I am still here, Noelle. *hugs*))
Aw, sweetie. *he picks up his daughter, and coos at her*
Who's adorable? Mummy, can you tell me who's adorable?
((*Hugs him gently* I'm making sure... *kisses his cheek softly*))
. . .
*looks at the ground*
*swallows*
*looks up again, and raises chin a little higher*
. . . And the price?
*Adra smiles, and tickles Cara's feet, kissing them gently* My Cara is adorable...
*He nods.*
It could always be worse, though. It's a lovely part of town, especially at this time of year. Why, there's exactly seventy six terror-inducing abandoned playgrounds, the threatening shutter-to-window ratio is actually greater than the actual number of windows, and of course, there's a theoretically infinite amount of ex-factories, now used to store broken dreams and faulty Apple products...
*As he busily informs her of the finger aspects of Blogland's ex-industrial district, the pair travel further and further away from the bright lights of town.
Ahead, the derelict factories dominate the skyline, the wind whipping through a veritable bamboo forest of smokestacks.*
... of course, the real estate in this area is practically dead, but a few businesses still eke ou-
Ah, here we are!
Yes she is. *he sits down with Cara on his knee. He's still holding her, making sure she doesn't fall*
*Adra smiles* You look like you need some time with your daughter... I probably ought not be in your way.
-
*Noelle practically has a headache from this man* *Exclaims* Yay!
Erebus: In order to do it I would have to give you a bit of my own power, therefore making you vulnerable to influence from me.
The last thing you are, my friend, is in the way.
*he bounces her up and down a little*
Yola!
I know, but I should at least give you the evening with her- I can come back tomorrow, if you wish, before I leave her in your care.
((*warmly cuddles Noelle*))
(*Slides under Alastair's jacket with him*)
. . .
. . .
*it takes all of her willpower to say it*
I . . . I am afraid that I cannot accept. I cannot allow anything to influence me, be it magic, you, or petty sentiment.
I am willing to provide you with a complimentary fruit basket as an apology.
*He blinks, tilting his head at Noelle.*
Well now, there's no need to get terribly excited.
*The house that they stand in front of is, oddly enough, even odder than the tall, impossibly narrow apartments they had passed earlier.
Squashed was the perfect word to describe it. Only possessing a ground floor, it nevertheless took up nearly half of the entire block with grimy windows and tattered American flags. A single door led into the shop, over which hung a sign reading
"MIL TARY S PLUS".*
*He moves to open the door for Noelle- but it won't budge. After several seconds of struggling to open it, the gentleman in question steps back, puffing out a sigh.*
Hello Alastair and Noelle. How are you and your eyes?
Greetings, Ms. Carzainia.
Hello Sir, how are you and your eyes?
I feel entirely standard, Ms. Carzainia, and I assume that my eyes do as well.
Greetings, Mr. Halcyon.
Hey Tia!
*huggles*
You're amazing.
How be's yous and yous eyes?
I missed Taia earlier! D:
(Failing me..)
-
*Noelle takes pity on him, then examines the door* *She steps back, then rams a kick at the door, her foot hitting near the lock*
Oh, that's too bad Noelle. I hope they do not fail you any more.
(Hey, Duggy and Sir!
I just... I don't know what I do here any more. :/
What is my purpose?)
(Sorry I poofed, I had to do some serious ninjary to retrieve my charger)
*The door slams open quite easily... Inwards.*
*He stifles an awkward cough, and gestures for Noelle to enter, first.*
("Take a sabbatical")
Oh Tia..
*hugs tightly, not knowing what to say*
I always enjoy talking to you!
Welcome back Trip, how be's yous and yous eyes?!
Erebus: A shame, if you had done this willingly you really could have had your power back.
*Tendrils of shadow close in from all sides*
(*mumbles about the time, sat, waiting still*)
If you insist.
I'm afraid that there's no spare room at the moment, but I do believe that the Midnight Hotel is in town. *continues to bob Cara*
*looks left and right, taking in the sight of the creeping shadows*
*desperately searches for a way out, but the shadows are closing in on every side*
*begins to tremble*
Wh-what is the meaning of this!?
(I've got to go for a bit, food and all that. I will return shortly.)
(Leaving me on such a cliffhanger?
Oh, very well.)
(My eyes be fine, thank ye. And ye's?)
Erebus: Simple. I will make you my slave, as I have done with a number of your friends already.
*The darkness advances, close enough to touch*
Sillie! :D
How be's yous and yous eyes?!
(Really going now, be back soon.)
*Noelle walks in before him, looking around cautiously* You aren't going to chloroform and murder me, are you?
*floats quickly into the Midnight Hotel and solidifies next to Clara*
*grabs her hand and turns into mist again, bringing Clara with her*
(Me y me eyes be's gooda!)
(I enjoy talking to you too, Duggy. You're way better than the voices in my head!)
*begins to sweat*
*frantically wracking her brains for a way out*
*but she is defenseless*
*completely*
*suddenly, that cup of tea seems a very, very long time ago*
*snaps*
*shrieks* No! No, I can't! I won't let it happen!
*falls to her knees and starts tearing up chunks of carpet, trying to get at the sigils beneath*
(Silie is sleepy. Silie is going to sleep about now. This is Silie saying good night. Goodnight says Silie.
*flops face first to the ground almost instantly asleep*)
(Why thank you Kas, what have you been doing recently? Anything exciting happen?)
(Night Sil!
*puts a blanket over her*
Sheep well! :)))))
(Goodnight, Silente. Sleep well.)
*hugs Tia*
*also wonders why she still comes on sometimes*
*hugs Dug as well*
*gives Sil a hug from earlier*
*has tried several times to say something already, and instead became a ghost until now*
*should also add that she was a distant ghost*
Sleep well, Sil.
*Cara smiles happily*
*Adra shakes her head* No, thank you. I'll stay at the lab, I think. There's plenty of room there.
*She smiles, and moves over to them* *She leans over Cara* Goodnight, my sweet. *Kisses Cara's nose, then her fingers, before standing up straight* *She then rests a hand on Trip's head, and kisses his forehead, before turning around and out the door*
(*hugs Lav*
:)))))
(Night, Jai and Sil and Onwa!
Hey, Hope.)
*He sighs.*
You know, as sad as it is to admit, I have heard that line more times that I would like to admit.
In any case...
*He looks around as well. The room is... Well, massive. Just as big as you'd expect it to be by looking in from the outside.
Every available surface, and there are certainly more than a few given the frankly irresponsibly haphazard arrangement of shelves, is covered in some sort of surplus. Survival tools, weapons, body armor, and nearly any kind of generic food imaginable is available and stacked to the ceiling in this room.*
Erm... If you shall allow me a moment, I must contact the proprietor of this fine establishment.
*He disappears in between a very tight pair of shelves, leaving Noelle on her lonesome to explore.*
*Once the robotic car has made sure that there's no one around, Sibyllin hurries to the tree*
*She sits beneath it and closes her eyes*
Any minute now...
Hi, Tia. I replied to your reply, just saying.
*feels empty, but then it could be because she didn't eat anything yet*
...
*waits for lunch*
Good night Adra.
*picks up Cara and her bag*
Okay, first things first: Bar, bar Erebus, Blake Soul and anyone related to him from the bar. Secondly, activate the dimensional and physical anchors. Lastly, if Erebus comes within five hundred feet, put up the fancy new force field sigil.
Now, young lady, let's set you up somewhere to sleep! *he carries his daughter upstairs, smiling at her*
Hi Sir, Sib.
*hugs them both*
*Noelle begins to feel nervous, her feet all but glued into spot* *She looks around* Sir Reingington...? *She's scared* *She might cry*
*includes Noelle and Trip in the hug*
Hello Sibyllin! How be's yous and yous eyes?!
*Cara squeals, and pats his face* *She nestles her head into his shoulder*
(*is hugged**hugs*)
*her life flashes before her eyes*
*very*
*very*
*very*
*slowly*
*he smiles and gently rocks her as he uses his other hand to set up her sleeping arrangements*
*flies down to a branch a little closer to the ground to watch Adra as she leaves*
(Very interesting, Hope.)
*looks at Clara*
Are you okay?
*Adra walks quietly through the woods, as she heads back to the lab- she can see her breath through the air like smoke* *Tightens her shawl around her shoulders*
-
*Cara squeals, and begins to suck on her fingers*
*He awkwardly picks his way through the many, many supplies that have spilled out onto the floor, eventually reaching what may be a counter, underneath the ridiculous amount of... Stuff, on it.*
*He briskly rings the bell, waiting for somebody to show up.*
...
*Ring ring.*
...
*Ring?*
*He sighs, turning around.*
Well, I suppose that she isn't h-
???: WHO THE HELL'RE YOU?
*is hugged back*
*smiles a little*
*hugs Crow as well and waves at Alastair before going back to her treehouse*
*grabs a mat from storage, bringing it to the platform outside the house*
*lays down, looking at the sky, keeping one ear to the conversations*
*flies down and shifts into himself as he lands* May I give you my coat, love?
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