Answered emails today. Avoided them all weekend. Made some phone calls. Paid some bills. Life after a tour always seems to stilted. It takes a while to process everything and figure out the best way to tackle a few weeks' worth of stuff piling up outside my door...
While I'm getting back into the swing of things, here's something for you Irish Minions...
http://www.inismagazine.ie/blog/entry/help-wanted-interview-derek-landy
And here are a few things that the Minions-With-Funny-Accents gave to me while I was Down-Under...
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«Oldest ‹Older 3201 – 3400 of 4894 Newer› Newest»*dematerializes himself and walks over to Adra* Hello, love. How are you?
(Bye! Good night! Um, take care! Return soon! Drive safe!)
(im going to go. anyone can control aria if they want. night)
(Good night, Aria!)
(Sleep well.)
She's risking her life for no good reason. So you know, better than ever!
Hi/bye Smith person whose actual name I forgot(sorry)!
Sleep well, Aria!
*wonders if she should just be going as well*
(*is now in mortal form*)
*is still here and distant until she says otherwise*
(*hugs Hope* :) )
*just decided to read the top comments of this page and blinks in surprise when her name is mentioned*
...
...
*stares at those comments*
*She whips around and shushes Trip again* Don't listen to him. He's stupid.
And she's crazy. Who's more trustworthy?
(Good night, Aria.)
*Upon contact, Adra would be bombarded with incredible amounts of unrestrained power*
*He decides to disregard the dagger for now, after all there is no conceivable way in which it could contain all his power*
*He unleashes a wave of shadows in all directions*
*Mumbles something, and continues to run her fingers over Erebus' back- she's trying to grab a hold on his energy, surreptitiously*
*Adra would have, unfortunately for Erebus, channeled a bit into Alastair to wake him up, then more into his energy bank, before fueling the rest into the ground*
*The Asgardians scatter, frightened*
Trip, nothing can hurt her right now unless it kills me first.
And I do hope you wouldn't seriously consider the possibility that I'd trust you over her.
*Trip uses his energy umbrella as a shield from the shadow wave*
*Quite suddenly, Blake Soul crawls out of the shadowy ground between Trip and Alastair. He looks like a corpse that forgot it was dead, and is clutching an extremely dusty old tome in his arms*
*Unable to speak, he simply lets it fall open to a page near the back of its contents and pushes it towards them*
*on the page is an ancient spell*
*A spell of sealing*
I'm only alive because I seriously consider every possibility, Alistair.
*Trip bends down and takes a closer look at the corpse book*
Oh god, a spell. I haven't used one of these in ages.
Thanks corpse Blake!
Adra, we have an idea!
*glances at the book, then back at Blake* Should we really put him back into the same person, do you think, Adra?
*She prances over* Pleaseeeee may I do it?
Spell?
*the dagger moves closer, and uses its shadows to pull Erebus himself closer*
*there is a lot of magic to be taken*
*The spell calls for five spellcasters, or three of considerable strength, and has an incantation of medium length (to me that means roughly two or three minuets of speaking). The effect, if done to perfection, is the total sealing of any amount of power in an object of proper durability, both physical and magical*
Or we could put him in that dagger, over there, that I bet will save us.
And yes Adra, you may. Only because I can't really remember how binding spells work.
*He notices himself being pulled towards the dagger and takes a slightly wider stance to anchor himself*
Alastair, would you like our help?
Zanida: We're gods.
*Adra immediately feeds the extra energy from Erebus that she absorbed into the ground- into Blake's corpse*
*Falls to her knees, her fingers feeling all over the page*
Blake: *Weakly whines his appreciation for the thanks*
Blake: *and for the energy*
(I am really confused. I thought Asgard was tough. And then their capital got invaded.
Like... what?)
((You can't defend against an enemy you cannot see, Heimdall never saw the Dark Elves coming, they hid themselves, so how can you defend yourself from an enemy you think dead? They were believed to have died when Bor went in and took rhe Aether "Bury it deep, somewhere nobody will ever find it."
*moves himself beside Adra* May I help you, love? I believe the spell is meant to be cast by multiple people.
*She calls over to Blake* I'll be with you in a moment, dear to help heal you- a lengthy process, but you must be patient for a moment.
*Touches Alastair's foot* Loki is a "no". I say it shall be me, you, Trip, Tanya, and... Thor or Zanida. Quickly- everyone gather quickly. Stand in a circle. I'm going to draw on you. *She pulls out a pen, and draws a little symbol on her arm*
I can't cast spells. But I could distract him!
*steps closer to Erebus* Death is not a pleasant experience. Imagine, just imagine being subjected to it.
(Yeah, but the geopolitical implications of invasion are fairly unimportant in comic book universes as they're so frequent.)
(The people of Gondor did it.)
We had no choice. Not really...
*backs away towards Noelle*
I assume we're dealing it into a dagger?
I have plenty of energy in reserve that I can use to compensate for Tanya.
*quickly pulls up his sleeve and presents it for drawing*
*He remains focused on the dagger slowly sapping his strength*
*It is certainly able to hold out for longer than most other objects he has encountered*
*Thor walks over with Zan* Zanida is also a Frost Giant, you can use either one of us.
Too much...too much power...must stop collecting soon...just a little more...
*Adra nods* I believe so... *Draws on Trip's arm, then Alastair's* right. Now. *She hoists up the book* I ought to be able to read this. Alastair, will you be my eyes for a moment? I'll need to memorize this- it will only take a few seconds.
*Grabs at the tiny blade, intending to crush it*
*She grabs Thor, and draws* Alastair...
*Adra moves her foot, and line of rocks bat at the hands of Erebus*
Of course. *examines the page quickly, letting her see it through him*
Thor: *lets her, using his free hand to make Zan back away*
*starts spinning, intending to cut Erebus if he touches it*
If you need me...
*steps towards Noelle*
*Grabs the dagger anyways, indifferent to the numerous cuts he acquires as they simply reform afterwards*
Loki, since you will not be participating, would you mind keeping Erebus busy?
(Actually Tanya, I'm writing for Adra at the moment).
*Adra quickly begins to recite what is on the page, and fuels her energy into her words, concentrating hard on pushing everything she has into sealing the dagger*
*Loki and Zanida send daggers and fire to keep Erebus busy*
*Turns and faces the Asguardians. He decides the dagger isn't doing any good in his hand so he throws it at Zanida as he tries to stomp on Loki*
*steps closer to Adra, but keeps her eyes focused on Erebus*
*a large part of its absorbed magic explodes, tearing up Erebus' hand, before returning to the dagger and forming a sharp defensive bubble*
*the trail of shadows being absorbed by the dagger slows to a trickle*
*Adra's voice becomes slightly more elevates as she speaks, gasping for breath quickly ever so often- the words feel foreign to her tongue* *She continues recite, the energy fueling towards the dagger*
*is extremely unsure what to do, so decides to form the participants into an aesthetically pleasing circle, all holding hands*
Zanida: *ducks away from it, and sends a flame at Erebus*
*vanishes, appearing behind Erebus*
Thor: *keeps an eye on Adra, hoping Erebus doesn't kill any of them*
*Countless spikes protrude from his legs, and he kicks at the two Asguardians with surprising speed for someone of his size*
*a surge of power lets it absorb more and more shadows, with yet more room for them*
*uses its shadows to keep pushing Erebus towards it, not letting him go, not letting him dodge attacks*
*Zanida gets hit, flying into the ground, she stands, and then sets the ground around Erebus on fire, including where he stands*
((Zan's fire will only butn Erebus, by the way. She can control it.-Zaf
*She breaks, gasping for breath, and barely standing* If you all could make a little more effort to fuel your energy into that thing, it would be appreciated- I didn't put...symbols on you for nothing..
*She continues to speak again, quieter* *A bead of sweat forms on her forehead*
Thor: *focuses on pouring his energy into it, which is to say a lot of energy*
(I will be back soon.)
*gets it now.*
*after a moment, Trip is meditating, and energy is flowing out of him by the megajoule*
*pours energy into the spell excessively, drawing upon plenty of what he keeps in reserve*
*walks towards Erebus, setting herself on fire, and adding to Zanida's flames*
If only you knew how to fear death, Erebus. Maybe things would have been different.
(Will we be able to save Blake's body?)
((Of course. Erebus has already left Blake.))
(But that's all it is. A body.)
(Yes- Adra's a doctor, and knows many spells/ healing sigils, etc.)
*Adra continues to pour in what she has, as she finds herself almost to the end of the spell*
*devotes more of his energy to the spell, hoping to keep Adra from exherting herself too much*
*She's already feeling decidedly exhausted, and will most likely need to sleep afterward*
-
*Noelle, meanwhile, is sipping a Starbucks- her mom sent her a gift card in te mail today*
(*is quite unsure whether he prefers Starbucks or Costa*)
*helps finish off the spell with an aggressive shout*
(I prefer Costa, as they do wonderful toasties.)
(*Doesnt know what a Coasta or a toastie is*
*Usually gets the juice from Starbucks anyway- she doesn't like coffee*)
(I'm back)
(Haven't been to Starbucks for nine months and Costa for three months, so I can't really compare them.)
(*does not go to coffee shops unless they also sell donuts*)
*keeps pulling and pushing Erebus toward itself*
(*notes how Adra has never truly lived* :p)
*Finally recognizes the spell they're casting*
*Tries to shadow-travel away from the dagger*
*She speaks quicker, and finally stops speaking, finishing the incantation* *She grips Alastair's arm, leaning heavily onto him*
(*Costa
I LOVE the muffins at Starbucks.
I love muffins anywhere.
Lemon poppyseed and blueberry are my two favorites :))
*holds her, taking her weight for her, and lending her more of his energy*
(Blueberry muffins ermehgerblesyespls.)
*grips the shadows around him, grips all of him, and pulls*
(TWIP WHEN I GO TO London you and I need to go on a muffin-hunt to decide who has the best muffins!!)
*Adra shakes her head* No... Keep pushing the energy into the dagger...
*His escape is interrupted by the completion of the spell which rips away the shadows that make up his body, feeding them into the dagger which grows continually darker. When the sealing is complete, nothing of the primordial remains save a few fading wisps of darkness*
(And I will feed ye a Coata toastie! Oh the fun we will have!)
*slowly Trip walks over to the dagger, and tentatively picks it up*
Huh, I wonder if all light will return to the universe then?
*The Asgardians stare, all in shock*
*Adra, once she realizes that Erebus is gone, slowly sinks towards the ground* Blake needs to get to the lab..
Trip- DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE TOUCH THAT.
*Whines his agreement*
*finds all the shadows no longer resisting and being pulled inside at a rapid speed*
*realises all the shadows are now inside it, sealed*
*falls to the ground, unable to keep itself in the air, or use its magic for anything at all*
It seems fairly...
Harmless. Kinda cool, actually. I quite like the design.
*holds the knife by the tip and wiggles it about*
Deetdeedeedeetdee! *he chuckles to himself*
*Adra breathes out, feeling deflated* Trip, please... Bring Blake to my lab. He needs help. You can look at it if you wish, while I'm working on him.
That went better than expected. Now no-one attempt to exorcise Erebus the Dagger, please.
(And I suddenly feel sick :( )
(Boo!)
*Trip saunters over, feeling rather good about holding the last primordial god in his hands. He stops in front of Alistair*
I have a gift for you, to add to your collection.
(Sorry to hear that Tia... something you ate? Cramp?)
*gives Adra more of his energy, concerned for her*
*glances skeptically at Trip*
(I'm sorry- maybe take some medicine and rest..?)
*Adra feels Trip nearby, and hopes to God that he won't give the dagger to Alastair- that is the LAST thing she needs*
(Probably food, yeah...)
*walks over towards Trip, taking the dagger from his hands and walking forwards, not looking at him or his hands throughout*
Second time someone tried to steal that, Mr Castalan.
*She prods at Alastair's side* Please, I'll be fine for a little bit. Honestly.
*She ambles towards Blake instead, kneeling by him* *She feels his forehead* How do you feel?
Sorry, Adra, I have to deal with a miscreant. Alistair, I hope you won't mind taking Blake. I have to make sure the most powerful weapon in the universe remains safe.
*he strides after Tanya*
You will surrendur the prison of the last of the primordial gods to my custody this instant Tanya!
*Glances at Adra, obviously unable to speak, and gives her a "How do you think?" look*
Thor: Zan!!! *turns to look at his wife, and holds her close*
Zanida: I think Erebus broke my ribs.
Thor: Zan...*he seems a bit uneasy*
*realises she would have to turn back to make her way to Blake*
*instead changes the direction of her movement so she looks like she's walking in a circle, until she arrives at Blake's body.
I'm... exhausted. Tia was right, you really are amazing, being able to continue so soon after a major spell...
*one of her clones approaches Adra, transferring some of her own energy to Adra and Blake*
*She takes in his silence* I'm going to let you in on a little secret, Blake- I'm blind, so I can't see what the hell you're doing.
*She hears Trip go* *Shouts after him* Don't mess up!
Thor: Trip, we can place that on Asgard.
*Mumbles something about how Trip is only able to continue because he wasn't working for 4/5 of the spell*
I won't!
*Lets out a weak little sigh and tries to clear his throat*
*His voice is weak and strained, barely audible*
Did you hear about that time I died? It feels a lot like that.
(... wow. Broke an asgardian's ribs...
...
Hospital?)
This dagger is a gift from Silente. Please respect that, Mr Castalan.
*Attempts to raise his voice so Trip and the Asguardians can hear*
No... I'll be taking it. Somewhere it can't be found...
Like hell you will! That place is as secure as a paper bag filled with needles. No, I'm putting this thing somewhere no one will ever be able to retrieve it.
Shall I bring him to the lab for you, love? *continues to lend her his energy*
*Smiles a bit*
Trip... you can't even remember where it is... the spells won't let you.
If I receive a nuclear weapon as gift, the government still has to take it away.
I know that this dagger has sentimental value, but it stores a being that could destroy the universe!
*Adra frowns* I know the feeling. I, myself, have been dead many times. *She begins to draw symbols in pen over his arms- they will appear like intricate tribal tattoos, or look alike Gallifreyan, if you will- but totally different*
*His body will start to buzz and thrum a little- she's connected his energy to that of the Earth, and the Earth is giving him life, so to speak* *She fuels some of her energy as well*
(There are a number of enchantments in place over his fathers library. The two most prominent being those who do not know where it is cannot find it, and anyone not of Blakes bloodline will forget its location upon leaving the general area.)
Oh please, the amount of times an adventurer's figured their way past that one Blake, there may as well be textbooks on it!
*Her voice is loud, authoritative* No one leaves until I say so. For the moment, everyone comes to the lab to make sure that we are healed. Including you, Trip. *She glances at Alastair* Would you mind teleporting us all?
Sorry, I got more distant than I first thought. Just came back to say bye. So... bye.
*vanishes*
(Pish on your enchantments, what if Blake has an evil or mad descendant? What if someone threatens his family or friends? Et cetera?)
(They way things are going I don't see Blake as having ANY descendants, unless Lucas and Lira are brought back, and who seriously tries to threaten Blake? What is there left to threaten him with?)
(Bye Lav.)
(Oh wait Lucas and Lira were brought back, Chi did it. Alright then, but do you really see them as going down a bad path?)
(It doesn't matter, it's far too risky when you could just send it off into space.)
*Adra's beginning to have a headache*
(dudes calm yourselves- the fun is being lost)
(The lady is correct. We will discus this in greater depth when Blake is healed.)
(*is a lady*)
*looks at the dagger*
*thinks of Sil*
Silente. Onwa. Onwa will try to bring him back, won't she? This is the only piece of Sil I have left.
(Very well.)*links arms with Alistair, ready to teleport*
(The being amazing bit was about Adra, how she's still somehow able to continue with magic and still has physical strength to continue.)
Of course, love.
Trip and Tanya, come here please, so I can teleport us.
*walks over to Alastair*
(Alistair is basically her back up battery, you see.)
*She gently places her hand on Blake's shoulder, then she touches Alastair's leg*
(Heh... Well, yes and no- Adra has a tendency to go to her breaking point a lot, and then stop using Magic and rely on using physical energy)
(But Alastair cannot provide extra physical strength, only magical. You can't magic yourself or someone else into not falling unconscious... not without lots of coffee.
...need to get water so sick...)
(It's the concept of energy- magical energy is what fuels people; its a bit of a long explanation... Sorry. But believe me. It does work.)
(I'm a bit iffy on how the link works, really.)
(Coffee, bleh. Energy drinks, bleh. I run off a couple hours of sleep each night and do just fine.)
(Oh... interesting.)
(Come on, Trip. Let's go.)
((Can Zan and Thor come?-Zaf
(High five, buddy! *holds hand up for the awesome at, most amazing, most tired high five ever*)
(Still got some character stuff to sort, but I'm absolutely leaving at two.)
(*Pokes Trips hand*
Yaaay...
*Twirls the finger he poked with*)
(*half heartedly sets off a party popper* Wooo....)
(:( oh no trip....
Thor can..)
(Of course, Zaffy, Zanida's injuries terrify me.
*high gives Trip*
*one might call the high five a bit on the lazy side, but who cares? We're alive!)
(*Adra would high five, but she's about to collapse*)
(Oh.
And see you around, Trip. Good night!
*should be sleeping too*
We can finish tomorrow?)
*Trip is visibly tired, a rare sight*
So, can I sleep here tonight?
Because I am smashed.
Yes- go ahead and sleep here. There's plenty of space.
I can take you to a bed, Trip. :)
*Adra's gaze turns stony, and her fists curl- resisting the urge to beat Tanya to a withering pulp*
*teleports them*
((Apologies for the delay.))
Thor: *was with the people going to Adra, holding Zan's hand*
*Trip chuckles, still finding Tanya's propositions amusing*
No thank you Tanya, I'll find my own way thanks.
*he hugs Adra and Alistair before slowly trudging off to bed*
(Good night guys!)
*spots Adra's gaze*
*gives a tired, apologetic one back*
(Good night, Trip!
I'm off to sleep too. I wish you a wonderful night, guys!)
((Night, Brits! I'll be on still for a half hour, I think I slept like an hour last night and tomorrow I gotta go to a funeral so...-Zaf
(Good night, Trip and Tia.)
(Hello.)
*She hugs Trip back gently with a small squeeze, and ignores Tanya as she goes to Blake*
*It takes her a bit of effort to lift him onto the gurney, but she manages* *She begins to wheel him down the hall into the medical bay*
(First my stomach and now a headache? :/)
*lies down in a bed near Trip, not wanting to be alone or near Blake, who was slightly scaring her*
*fell asleep instantly, dreaming of visiting Asgard*
(Hello, Raven. Good night!)
(Hi, Raven.)
(Goodnight Tia.
Msd.)
*follows Adra* Is there anything I can help you with?
*The two Asgardians follow Alastair*
Thor: If we can help in any way, we will.
*Adra then moves Blake onto his own bed in the Medical Bay, breathing heavily* *She connects him to a heart-rate monitor and an IV machine that will regulate his fluids and nutrients well* *Thinks for a moment* I'd need you to tell me what happened, so I can treat you properly.
*Pulls a bottle of water from under his bed, and uncaps it for him, holding it out* Please, drink.
*Remains motionless as possible on the gurney*
*Would rather not have Alastair taking care of his medical needs*
*Drinks gratefully from the bottle. His voice is a bit stronger now*
I don't think there's a medical term for it... something far stronger than myself ditched my body with next to no warning or preparation. That combined with the days of near insanity have left me a little... um.. shaken.
*Smiles slightly* If Zanida and Thor don't mind preparing a nice meal for Blake- I'm thinking something like... Steak, potatoes, and some steamed broccoli. *She turns her head to Blake* Does that sound good?
*Smiles to Alastair, not sure yet- though lets him know through her mind that generally, things should be a matter of rehabilitating Blake's body, which she should be able to do in a matter of days*
*takes about half of Adra's exhaustion*
*supresses laughter* I assure you that I can understand that, Blake.
((Msd for about an hour.))
*She nods* *Again, she has seen much worse* *Namely, herself*
Don't worry, Blake. I'll be able to help you. Mentally, how do you feel? Frazzled, I imagine. I feel as if the best thing for you is a good night's sleep and some meditation. I imagine Trip would love to meditate with you out in the garden...
Well, I'm not really one for broccoli but beggars can't be choosers, guests even less so. Thank you.
*Adra pokes Alastair's side gently, but affectionately* *She steals half of that half of the exhaustion back*
((Good night in advanced, Alastair. I'll be asleep.-Zaf))
Zanida: You asked the right people.
Thor: Sure. Then I want you to get your ribs checked out, Zanida.
Zanida: Oh, I'm fine! *takes Thor's hand* Adra, where is your kitchen?
*Adra shrugs, and nods, continuing to hook him up to a few machines, then taps the symbols on his arms- they glow a faint blue, and he would begin to feel a bit of his physical strength return- the symbols are regrowing a bit of his degenerated body- it may be a little uncomfortable, but she can give him something to put him to bed if he needs it*
*Sighs and lays back as he feels his strength returning*
I'll look at her ribs, don't worry.
*Adra decides to slip one of her Philosopher's Stones into her pocket, and it glows immediately, beginning to heal the cut on her arm*
The kitchen is out the hallway and to the right. It's really hard to miss.
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