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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*visibly calms herself*
*gestures around at the shadows looming from all sides*
As you can see, Erebus has imprisoned me in a trammel of shadows.
*smiles and nods at Tia*
*has to stop for a moment, to observe the cuteness before continuing*
*When he finishes up, he holds Cara in front of him* So, darling, what do you fancy doing?
*waves back at Lavender*
*adds*
Are you going to study it, Tia?
OH MY GOSH BRANDI CARLILE HAS A NEW ALBUM COMING OUT ON MARCH 3!!!!!!!!!!
And the tickets for her concert here are already sold out. :((((
*All of a sudden, Sibyllin disappears*
*smiles at Alastair's returning wave*
So, are you role-playing? Or do you need rescuing?
(Sib? :/)
Thor: Perhaps he is not around, Zan.
Zanida: Perhaps.
I am, in fact, role-playing. I'm currently waiting for J to return.
(@Hope I have absolutely no reason or motivation to do so, unfortunately.)
(Wat? Is everything cool in Sib land?)
That sucks, Dug. :(
But the album sounds good. :)
*takes a mental note to remind herself who Brandi Carlile Is, because she feels like she heard the name before*
*Noelle frowns, listening, but doesn't say anything*
-
*Adra nods* Please- I can't really tell where I'm going, either. Being on wooden floors really hindered my ability to see.
((She was waiting to teleport, Tia.))
*the second Alastair leaves the vicinity of the Midnight Hotel to appear a few meters away from the Asgardians* What do you want?
Ah, that's cool. I'll just stay here and... actually, I can get you some popcorn, or a drink, if you want. J might be a while.
@Tia: Aww. :( Well, good luck finding something then.
I wouldn't mind a cup of tea, if that's quite alright. This is an emergency after all.
*Cara gurgles, and kicks her feet around* *In her baby carrier was her Bunny*
*waves at Zaf because she can't hug her from her treehouse*
*He practically jumps out of his suit, spinning back around.*
H-
*He attempts to clear his throat, trying to save face.*
Ahem!
Hello, Ms. Anne! It has been... Quite some time, hasn't it?
*The woman glares down at him through shaggy, uncut blonde hair. She's really quite the impressive specimen. Not in any sort of attractive way, no, but more in the fact that she stands at a towering, yet oddly lanky, six-foot-five.*
Anne: I'll ask y'again, one more time. Who the hell're you s'pposed t'be 'n why're ya in my shop?
I... Erm. Ms. Anne, it's me, Sir Reingington.
Anne: What? Sir? Don't be stupid. Sir had a hat.
I... Pardon?
*He turns around, futilely looking for Ms. Noelle for support.*
(*The triumphant return*)
Erebus: You said it yourself, you are powerless.
*and the shadows close in*
*wonders who's deleting the comments, and what they said*
*decides not to ask unless the person wants to explain*
Zanida: Told you, he comes out of nowhere.
Thor: The famous Alastair.
Zanida: We have a very big problem called: Loki may or may not have uh...compromised Nick Fury of SHIELD, who then kidnapped China Sorrows and the leaders of the other two Cradles of Magic.
Thor: With the intent to take over the magical community, and he wants to get you, Alastair, and Adrasdos. I do not want to involve anyone who does not need to be, but you and her...are targets.
Zanida: We can't get help from Asgard, Alastair. Loki made orders we cannot disobey unless we wish to be killed.
*This new trick is becoming handy. Trip sees the bond to the bunny downstairs*
Okay, hun. *he carries her back down to the baby carrier and retrieves Cara's bunny for her. Trip places it in her tiny adorable hands*
*drapes his coat over Adra's shoulders, and slides an arm around her waist* I'll lead you to it.
*Noelle shrugs* Ms. Anne, forgive him for the intrusion, but he's lost his hat, and is in need of some... Emergency tea.
*manages to tear aside the square of carpet, revealing a swirling symbol burned into the wood*
*presses a palm to it*
*it glows a toxic green as the floorboards around it rot, sending Clara plummeting through the hole in the floor*
She's a singer-songwriter. She has a great voice and I love her songs!
Some of her songs..
The Story (probably the most famous)
Again Today
Happy (not the Pharrell version, and completely different song written before that)
Caroline
Dying Day
And a lot more...
*Cara makes noises* Baaaa! *Hugs her bunny* Daaada?
-
*Adra smiles* Thank you. *She closes her eyes* Thank god he's such a moron sometimes- bless his heart... *She lays a hand on her stomach* I'm afraid of him finding out that we're going to have a little one.
*is confused about if she's actually in Blogland or is in real life talking on a blog*
:/
*thinks she's starting to become a little too imaginative*
(Zaffy? *hugs her gently*)
*throws a kettle and tea bags after Clara*
Caaara?
Mostly role playing Lav :))
Noelle and Sir are role playing
Adra and Alastair
Clara and Erebus and possibly Tanya?
I may have heard The Story, still, I'll look her up.
((*huggles* I'm here, just letting the Asgardians do their plot.-Zaf))
(The voices in my head are being mean and saying my characters cannot be be voices in my head.
Help.
Erebus: *Looks down the hole with a raised eyebrow*
Seems this dog still has some tricks.
*The darkness follows through the hole, weaving through the air*
Characters can be voices in people's heads. Just ask Star. ;P
I have a character who's a voice in my head... Then again, I created the character based off of this voice...
*The colossal woman squints down at Noelle, before finally settling for an impressive eye-roll.*
Anne: Oh, great, MORE customers. Does this mean I gotta go find my glasses?
That... Erm. That would be greatly appreciated, Ms. Anne. I requi-
Anne: Yeah, yeah, I know. Just bustin' your chops. I'll getycher tea.
*Anne ducks underneath the counter, which is no small feat given her height, and the sounds of rummaging can be heard.*
*lands flat on her back in the basement, causing a huge puff of dust*
*coughs violently and rolls over, scrambling to her feet*
*half runs and half crawls across the room, trying to outpace the shadows*
*the portraits of Bloglanders are still lined up on the walls*
*all of them dusty, having not been cared for in months*
*reaches the portrait on the far wall and gazes at it for a moment before wrenching it aside, revealing a dusty staircase out of the basement*
*sunlight glitters at the top of the stairs*
You Asgardians have caused us more than enough trouble. If you can't get help from Asgard, I recommend you taking care of him yourself. Or simply rally the others against him- clearly he is far from a responsible leader if he thinks this kind of behavior acceptable. And feel free to pass on the message that if he targets us as he did the last time he decided to become a nuisance, we'll simply disappear again, and he can be bored by himself for a while longer.
My Adra and I have nothing to do with the magical community at large, and there are bigger threats here currently. The rest of us have better things to deal with than his inferiority complex.
--
*holds her closer, hesitating for a moment* Why are you afraid?
Also, doesn't that mean that your characters are trying to tell themselves they aren't voices in your head? How does that work?
(I didn't realize that my disappearing would cause a reaction. O_O Y'all do realize I picked that tree so I could use the residue from a teleportation spell so I could get into a top secret location, right?)
Erebus: *Appears at the top of the stairs. Darkness fans out around him and blocks out the sunlight*
*A shadowy copy of him blocks off the foot of the stairs*
And so it ends.
(Cool beans.)
That sounds cool, Sib. Good luck in that top secret place. :)
*Cara pats Trip's face cordially*
-
*Noelle gives Sir Reignington a you-owe-me look*
-
*Adra bites her lip* Well, I don't want to cause him pain.
*is half-way up the stairs when Erebus appears*
*skids to a halt*
*tries to backtrack, but Erebus is there too*
*looks from one to the other*
. . .
*her hands are shaking*
*clasps them behind her back to steady them*
. . . Do I at least get a blindfold and a cigarette?
Zanida: Yes, well you try disobeying him, I don't want to die.
Thor: Enough, Zan. He will not help, do not annoy him enough that he will take your name.
Zanida: Take Loki's more like it...
Thor: If he can find the real one.
((If you can actually find the real one, Alice, he's fair game.-Zaf))
Erebus: You misunderstand my intentions. I am not going to harm you, not much, after I am done you will be free to go about your regular life until I call upon you to do some terribly and probably emotionally scaring task.
*The entire stairway seems to writhe as shadows move towards her*
It could be far worse, yes?
*he pats hers back with his forefinger*
I think you should get some rest, little miss.
Someone will stop me. They'll kill me, and it will be easy for them. They have no love for me; I am heartless. That task will never be performed.
Perhaps I will kill myself, and then where will you be?
Erebus: One less mortal that will die with the light.
*The shadows swirl, surrounding her, and stab at her skin in multiple palces*
(Places*)
I see. *kisses her hair* He certainly seemed happy while you were there, at least.
--
What kind of help would you want?
*gasps in pain*
*her breath catches in her throat*
*blood starts to drip onto the staircase*
*Cara leans against him, her fingers knotting into Trip's shirt*
*He quietly begins to incline his head to Noelle-
And that is approximately when Anne leapt up from beneath the counter.*
*Or, that is, ATTEMPTED to leap up. At first, there was actually a muffled thump and swear, as her head collided with the bottom of the counter, prompting the many, many items on the counter to jump.*
*Rubbing at the back of her head, Anne straightens up to her full height, which understandably takes a short while.*
*She sets the heavy, nondescript box that she is carrying on the counter.*
Anne: I hope y'know what you're doin' with this stuff. 's pretty potent, after all.
I... Ahem. I can assure you that I will treat your tea with the utmost care and respect that i-
Anne: Right, whatever, good enough, that'll be, like, ten bucks.
(Awwkay, Sib.
Hope, my characters are asking to be voices in my head, but other voices in my head are saying no.
I have never experienced anything like this.)
Erebus: *the shadows weave through her, stitching the wounds closed before congregating in her skull*
We will see each other again, Clara.
*The shadow clone dissipates and he fades away, letting the sunlight stream back in*
*fades away quietly because she's tired and would like to rest for a bit*
Good bye, Ms. Hope.
(Muahhahahahahahahahah c:<)
(Most peculiar)
*Trip carries Cara upstairs and gently tucks her into her cot, giving her her bunny to hold*
Zanida: Catching him. He is hard to actually catch now, he has three Sanctuaries and SHIELD at his control, Thor and I are way too known....Thor being an Avenger and all.
Thor: We know where he has his base, but Zan and I cannot approach, he has orders to capture us. No Asgardian is allowed to help us, or they risk banishment. The Bifrost is not open to my wife and I, Heimdall was ordered to not let us return.
Zanida: Catching Loki is our best bet, if I can get his sceptre I can control him to stop this. He fears you, Alastair. He knows you would kill him.
*quietly comes back to say to Tia*
Tell the other voices to allow your characters. They should be there, as they're your characters anyway.
*nods, then fades away again*
*the sunshine is soft, and welcoming*
*drops to her knees*
*slams her fists on the staircase*
*and lets out an ear-splitting howl of fury and anguish and every emotion she's kept repressed over the years*
*the scream peters out into a pathetic, keening whine*
*lies there on the staircase for a while, head down*
*stands up*
*face cool and impassive, if a little bit paler than usual*
*brushes off dust and golden cobwebs from her attire*
*turns on her heel and walks back through the basement towards the lobby, opting to take the elevator rather than the sunlit staircase*
(Is Ellie next? ^-^)
*Adra smiles* Of course... *She feels the rock of the door, and she steps in* Would you carry me to bed?
-
*Noelle watches Sir carefully, and Ms. Anne*
(Herrow Elleni.)
(I really like to see what happens to people when they get infected. It's a really interesting shift in character.)
(Speaking of which, Trip is all free and stuff now. Hm.)
(Yeah, if you didn't see all the stuff he did when Cara came to the bar, you may want to read back in the comments)
*slowly enters the lobby and sits down in the golden swivel chair*
*exhales*
*the tea is still steaming*
*pours a fresh cup*
*looks at it for a long moment*
*sips it, savoring the taste*
*spits it out violently*
*it tastes like horse manure*
*stands up, knocking over the chair*
*hurls the teacup at the wall*
*it shatters*
*Cara yawns, and hugs her bunny, and closes her eyes*
*Trip fixes on the baby gate above the stairs ad gathers up the pictures. He looks at them, and then heads off into the shadowy area to find frames*
*walks upstairs, as if in a dream*
*enters her room, the most lavish suite in the Hotel*
*collapses onto the bed without undressing first*
*stares at the ceiling*
. . .
(Bye, Hope!)
Absolutely, my darling. *scoops up her legs, and carries her closely against him through the lab*
--
If he does fear me, and he knows I'll kill him, I fail to understand why he would make me a target.
*He coughs, and fishes out a ten-dollar bill from his coat.*
*Anne happily stuffs the money away in her cash register, which hardly looks as though it's able to open.*
Anne: Well, hope that's all y'wanted t'buy, 'cus I'm closin' up for the night. 's 'bout time for...
*Suspenseful music suddenly manifests, apparently from thin air.*
The VIGIL...
...
Anne: ...
Well, it was lovely seeing you again. Take care of your shoes, hm?
*Anne flaps a hand at him, and jerks a thumb towards the exit.*
Anne: Ah, get out, ya fossil.
*He nods, and quickly turns towards the exit.*
*grinds teeth together*
*rolls over and buries her face in a well-fluffed pillow*
Fine, then.
You win, Tanya.
*the fear of death is making her light-headed*
*her stomach is churning with terror*
. . . I'll be a warrior.
Zanida: He just thinks if he kills you before you kill him, that's one less person in his way. He knew Odin could kill him, it didn't stop him.
Thor: Loki will stop at nothing to get what he wants, and with illusions, you can never tell where he is.
*Cara snuggles with her Bun*
-
*Adra's rather small, thin in his arms* *Quietly* Should I be concerned about Erebus and Loki?
-
*Noelle is flabbergasted, but refuses to say a word* *She follows him out*
Erebus: *Somewhere in one of the darkest corners of Blogland, he laughs*
*He emerges with all the paintings expertly framed, and hangs them all on the walls*
*bursts into her room*
Yay!
*lifts head wearily*
Tanya.
Tanya, come here.
*gestures with one hand*
(How did Trip get freed?)
(Light goddess majig)
*Cara, once she wakes up, will probably squeal when she sees them*
*walks over to Clara, her pace and fluidity of movement showing how dangerous she really is, not that Clara would ever notice*
*As they exit the store, several of the streetlights have struggled to life, however, the light they provide hardly makes a difference.*
*Holding his package tightly to his chest, the gentleman in question looks around, before focusing his gaze on Noelle.*
Well. I suppose this is where we part, Ms. Noelle.
*kisses her forehead* That all depends. How safe can you make this lab, and is it too much for me to ask that you not leave without me?
--
*sighs* If you need specific help, at a specific moment, I'll probably find you if you think loudly enough. And aside from that, you may rest assured that he won't kill me first.
(Will bear that in mind.)
*Trip, very tired by this point, crawls into bed and drifts rapidly off to sleep*
Tanya.
*no humor in her voice*
*opens the drawer of the bed-side table*
I want you to listen very closely, because I do not wish to repeat myself.
*removes a revolver from the drawer and points it at Tanya*
*click*
Stay away from me.
Leave this Hotel, and do not return.
Thor: Thank you.
Zanida: Alastair, if you want to listen to his thoughts...just read my own. I can block thinfs from him, he hasn't figured it out....Loki's linked to me. Just...well...don't go through too many memories of mine.
Erebus: *His voice resounds in Claras skull, drowning out any other sound*
There is no need for that. Tanya will enter your hotel whenever she wishes.
*Noelle looks at him* You're strange, and for an acclaimed gentleman, quite dull- you know, a gentleman would never leave a lady on her own in a foreign and dangerous part of town.
-
I don't know how safe I can make it- I'm pretty sure Szoren burned the thing once. I can do my best.... *She feels around for a metal pad on the side of her desk, and taps a few things for memory- and the building glows once as her wards turn on* That's the best I have...
As for leaving- I don't know, perhaps. I can't promise too much. You know that I can easily get bored...
I dedicate to Adra, my ever forgiving and long suffering friend.
Without Adra, Trip wouldn't be the character he is today. He'd still be dark, and broody, as opposed to having ll these peculiarities exposed to the world.
And I would not be who I am today, either. I would certainly be duller, and probably less outgoing.
So Adra, old friend, to you!
B- but- but I thought you liked me? And I made you some tea and- and...
*backs away slowly*
*the hand holding the gun begins to shake*
*she has to get Tanya out*
*Tanya, and the guests*
*far far away, and then she can move the Hotel to the arctic or the bottom of the sea*
*and live in seclusion*
*where no one will get hurt*
*but instead*
*she smiles*
*and returns the gun to the drawer*
. . . Only joking, my dear.
You can enter my Hotel whenever you wish.
(They can resist, but I personally suggest against it. Y'know the whole saying "some things are worse than death"? Yeah that's what happens.)
(Hear hear!)
(I agree. A toast to Adrasdos!
*raises a glass*)
(Also, Erebus is a very convincing person when he's in your head. It's difficult to resist his influence in the first place.)
((*Hugs her Twip gently* I love you boo))
*He blinks.*
Acclaimed gentleman?
Dangerous part of town?
*He has half a mind to dispute the dull part... But knows better.*
I can assure you that this part of town is entirely safe. As I said, it is quite deserted, and Ms. Anne is, after all, more than capable of driving off any rapscallions in this neighborhood.
Still, if you wish, I shall escort you to your home.
(Hear hear!
*Raises his magically appearing glass*)
*raises glass* Hear hear!
-Zaf
An excellent dedication.
((Love you too Adwa. But now I really should sleep. Sorry. *hugs gently, then drifts away*))
*She nods, satisfied* Thank you.
*Her eyes widen* Wait- no, not my home. Um... Please bring me to the bar.
*She fumbles for an excuse* I can find my way back from there.
(*Snuggles Twip until he sleeps, then*)
(Goodnight, Trip. Sleep well.)
*looks offended*
No, you don't just say that you will no longer tolerate someone as a joke. I think you need your head examined, or maybe you were always this rude.
Oh, and remember that time I visited your hotel, looking for something? You have me to thank for a bomb not going off that day. You're welcome!
*storms off downstairs*
*breathes a sigh of relief*
*falls back onto the pillows, smiling in satisfaction*
*so one thing has gone right today*
Good night, Mr. Castalan.
...
If you insist, Ms. Noelle.
*He seems fairly quiet on the walk back to the bar. Whether it is because he is thinking or because he isn't, well, who can say?*
(Poor Tanya- I'm sorry, dear)
-
*She certainly isn't thinking- her anxiety is all but through the roof; she's afraid of this stranger catching a glimpse of her ashamed house*
*At the bar, she turns, and curtsies with a bow of her head* Thank you for the adventure this evening, Sir Reingington. I've enjoyed myself thoroughly.
(Night, Trip!
S'okay, Noelle.)
*Blink blink.*
Erm.
Quite. It was a pleasure, Ms. Noelle.
*comes back upstairs and brings Clara food*
Don't worry, I'll leave soon. How did the fight with Erebus go?
Hear hear to the ded!
*eyes snap open*
*glares at Tanya*
I thought I told you-
-that you were welcome here at any time.
*swallows*
*accepts the food graciously*
The battle with Erebus . . . it . . . it could hardly be called a battle, first of all . . .
Ah, yes- sorry about that. If you knew any sigils that would prevent sentient shadows from forming, and any more that would prevent beings like Loki from entering, that would be ideal... But I understand that that's a bit ridiculous. Perhaps I could simply use our link to ensure that any harm that might have come to you will reach me instead. Would you be alright with that? I'll be fine, regardless of what happens. *sets her down gently on her bed*
--
If you can read his thoughts, Zanida, why would you not be able to tell which of him is real?
And what would you call it?
*opens the drawer and relieves the revolver of its bullets*
Zanida: When he makes multiples, you see and hear all of what they do, so instead of one Loki in my head, it's say ten. It's too hard to tell them apart from that point, because he knows how to make them all convincing, and I'm not an expert on the mind.
*appears in Blogland as only characters who's authors have no idea where they last were do*
*wonders where everyone is, she's not close to Trip's bar*
(Midnight Hotel, Duggy!)
. . . He made me an offer that I should have accepted.
*Noelle smiles* I hope to see you around soon, Sir Reingington- I also hope that I was able to help. *She turns, and quickly begins to walk back to her poor excuse for a home*
-
*Adra bites her lip* I can handle harm too, Alastair- granted, to an extent, I know, because I'm pregnant, but if I needed to, I could carry some of the weight. I've seen what happens when you take on too much- it crushes you. I can't let that happen to you whilst I'm pregnant.
And of course, it's dinner!
Bbs.
*closes the drawer with the empty revolver*
Let's... stop. I know you're infected.
(Why do you guys call it "infected"? Not like Erebus is a disease.)
*looks at Tanya*
*slowly sets aside the tray of food*
. . . Then tell me, in the name of all that is holy, why you are emptying that revolver and not putting it to good use.
((Just don't infect Loki and we can all survive.-Zaf
(It's shorter to type and it's 2.20 am -_-)
*moves very close to her*
And why would I do something like that?
*looks up at Tanya*
As you have said: I am infected.
I must be put down as soon as possible.
That's what's expected
when you're infected.
((I'm infected, by your genetics, I'm infected: Shilo I'm the doctor, Shilo, I'm your father, take your medicine
-Zaf
(Not the debt doctor with the hungry scalpel.
Here's my prognosis: Will they live?
DOUBTFUL.)
Erebus: *Speaks to Tanya* Go ahead and tell her.
((90 day delinquent get your repo treatment...
*slides in next to her, curling an arm around her waist* *speaks softly* I know.
Will you let me take any harm that comes to you, under the condition that if it becomes too much for me and wouldn't kill you, I'll share it with you? You would be the determiner of what is too much- and please bear in mind that even if anything did happen to me, I always leave a copy of myself lying around, so I'll be alright.
--
I suppose that's just your inexperience, then. *sighs* Is there anything else you two want from me?
(Seventeen and you can't stop me!
Seventeen and-
Everybody Ever: SHILO, SHUT UP.)
*Adra nods gently, sliding her arm on top of his* Agreed.
*Her fingers curl over his* I don't know that my wards can keep Erebus and Loki out..
Thor: No.
Zanida: Alastair....just be careful with what you do...I'm scared what'll happen if you take Loki's name, we're linked by souls...It cannot be undone. *goes to her home*
Thor: Thank you. Listen for our thoughts, good night.
((Zaffy sleepy-Zaf
(Fairly certain Tanya fell asleep, you all.
~Goodnight, Tia~)
(I was thinking the same thing, Noelle. G'night, Tia.)
(Good night, Tanya.
I too must take my leave.
Adieu.
*departs*)
*laces his fingers with hers* *his presence is stronger in her mind as he adjusts their link for a few moments, then fades out again* Neither can harm you now, my love. It'll be the same if Erebus tries to control your mind- his shadows just effect me, and he'd have a field day trying to reach me.
*reappears, walking around Blogland, searching for someone, walking quietly and quickly*
*her hand is on her sword, in its sheath on her hip, and she nervously glances around watching for zombies or worse Erebus*
(Hey.)
(Yo! How be's yous and yous eyes?! Wanna role play?)
*She sits up a little* But what about our child, Alastair? *Her eyes suddenly widen* What if Erebus tries to take his mind and permeate him- or what if he tries to get to Cara- oh gods, I don't think I could handle that.
(Good bye, Clara.)
(Hey J, hey Noelle)
(I'm good Dugglyn. And my eyes are amazing after witnessing the best ever zombie musical by The Hilltop Hoods. I would love too.)
*skips around, casually glancing backwards every now and again, keeping an eye out for pretty flowers*
*sees something bright in the corner of her eye and accidentally crashes into Dugglyn*
Oh my potatoes. Sorry.
(Good evening, Dugglyn)
*holds her gently closer* Our child is young enough that my connection to your name will suffice for him, as well. Cara is considerably older... I know Trip is aware of the danger presented by Erebus, and has taken precautions to keep him out, but I cannot tell how effective they'll be. If you like, I can set up the same sort of connection with Cara, so that no harm would come to her.
(How has your evening been, Noelle?)
*she happens to be looking the other way and when Raven bumps into her she screams and pulls out her sword, almost slicing Raven*
*when she realizes who it is she quickly puts her sword away*
Oh my gosh, I'm sorry Raven, you scared me!
*Adra nods* Yes- yes please... Though please don't make it permanent.
(I'M SO SORRRY DUGGLYN! I want to be here so bad, but I have to go with my dad to the supermarket. Sorry.
Bye evryone,)
(The dullest, I'm afraid)
(Tis ok, Raven!
That's too bad :/
J, are you still here?)
(Yes, I'm afraid so. My masochistic tendencies have... Gone into overdrive it seems.)
-
*Noelle returns to her shack, and lays down in her bed with her long pillow* *Curls up, exhausted*
(Oh.. I'm sorry.
Would you like to role play?)
(Dad has interenet in the car!!!!! He is amaziing!!!!)
*drop to the ground and screams when she sees the sword*
*goes to ask her to put away but sees that she does it anyway*
You scared me too. That makes us even. At least I think that's how it works. Why are you out here anyway? And why the big pointy thing?
(Hello J, Noelle, Alastair.)
Of course. *reaches his mind out towards Cara's- subtly, hoping not to wake her- and he retreats after a longer few moments* There, that's done. *kisses her lightly* We'll be alright, my love.
((Msd.))
(Awesome! Wb!
Kitty licking my chin and hand! >.<)
*she grins at Raven*
I guess we are.
*she looks down at her sword*
That pointy thing?
It's in case I come across any zombies or Erebus, though a sword won't do much against him.
(Msd as well)
*Adra nods* Very well... *She sets to work on nursing him to sleep; she's quite unable to sleep herself, and being in the climate that she used to be in: the stress, the anxiety, the fear; all seem to affect her greatly*
*Pulls Alastair's hand up to her lips, and her fingers gently squeeze his soft and reassuring skin, before she kisses his knuckles- of loyalty, companionship, trust-*
Zombies! I've never met a zombie before.
*smiles*
Do you think zombies like daisy chains? Do you think I need to make some extra, how many are there? I want to make sure that none of them feel jealous.
*pauses*
*looks down at the ground*
Do you all want to kill Erebus? Or....like.
*she grins at Raven*
I haven't either though I've heard they're cute. Or maybe that's bunnies. Which one has the fluffy tail?
Though I've also heard they try to bite you and since they're already dead I can't imagine they mind if I cut them in half.
*hers eyes become sad*
I just want Blake to come back and Erebus not to destroy all light and/or take control of me.
*for his part, tries to keep her as relaxed as possible, and soothes her dreams during what sleep she is able to get*
(It has been determined that I would like a 5 pound blue raspberry gummy bear. But it's so expensive! I doubt my parents would buy it for me and I don't really want to spend my own money on it.
But I still want it.)
(I wonder if I could buy a used one on Amazon)
(I feel like that is a terrible idea.)
I think you're thinking of bunnies. Bunnies are cute. Just to let you know, if I die, I'd mind very much if you were to cut me in half. Also, don't be asking me to cut anybody else in half. I believe zombies and humans can co-exhist.
*frowns*
If you, if you kill Erebus, will you kill Blake too?
*smiles, mostly because she can't help it*
Maybe if you ask him really nicely, he won't destroy all light in the universe. And if it does it wouldn't matter anyway, if you and I get into carrot eating now, we'll be able to see in the dark in next to no time at all. And then it'll all be good.....
Right?
*looks up at Dugglyn, wanting reassurance that everything will be ok*
(What are you talking about J, a used one would be a wonderful idea. It would have to be at least 50% off and gummy bear's are made out of stuff that still tastes alright if you run it under water. So clean it up, cut off the ugly bits and then with the money you saved, you could buy another one.)
(Yes Raven, if you "kill" Erebus (quotation marks because he can't actually die) while he is still in Blakes body, Blake will be the one who dies. Erebus will be removed from this universe since he needs a physical body to use while in it, but Blake will be dead.)
(Well, that sucks.)
(So I asked my dad...
Me: Dad! Come here!
Dad: just a moment!
*a moment later he walks into the room*
Yes?
Me: will you buy me-
Dad: *walks out*
XD)
Um...
*she wants to comfort Raven but she can't*
Well..
(And what's wrong with buying a huge, used gummy bear? Except for the fact they don't exist because no one sells their old ones.)
*stops smiling and puts on her best 'I'm-a-big-kid-now-and-can-therefore-handle-the-truth-face.*
Give it to me straight, Dugglyn.
*internally questions whether are not people actually say that*
(My dad is so much like that. He laughed so hard when i told him that story.)
Well zombies only like to try to eat people and Erebus is controlling and killing people. We can't kill him and if we try to kill him via the body he's in it Wil only kill Blake. And carrots won't help us with this darkness because if he succeeds we die.
*she tries not to show how scared and hopeless she feels*
(XD I love my dad :))
Okay, so let's look at the positives.
*counts them off on her fingers as she goes*
One...Since zombies obviously have no interest in daisy chains, I don't have to make any. Though, that's not really a positive for everyone it means I have some more free time.
Two...since he is controlling people we could get someone with really strong willpower to be infected and then learn more about it and try to beat it. That's good.
Three...No one has to kill anyone...I think that's a positive. Killing is mean.
Four...We have some tome to enjoy carrots and we do not need to run around collecting them.
*smiles*
Don't look so worried. Clearly, we're going to be fine.
(J, my dad said he'd buy me a used giant gummy bear! Told you it wasn't a bad idea, he'll even buy it for me!)
*forces a laugh*
Yeah. Just fine...
*she wonders where Erebus is, worried that with no one else around, they'll be his next targets*
Do you want to go back to my tree house? It will at least be safe from zombies.
I can tell you're not convinced. Does it make me stupid that I'm not scared. Everyone is fretting.
*frowns*
But I'm not.
Ohhh, yay. I'd love to go into a treehouse. My dad used to have this tree house, it was the best. We used to watch the birds together in it.
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