For those of you who have read KOTW, you may remember the mention of a certain Ronda Rousey and her now-legendary armbars.
THIS is the type of woman I want my nieces to be like when they grow up.
And now I must go. I have a lot of work to do on my day off...
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«Oldest ‹Older 4601 – 4800 of 4869 Newer› Newest»Oh you shouldn't thank me. I only work here. It's Trip's cake. It's his bar.
*Smiles and takes her glass, cleaning it*
velvet: What's the deal with you and Trip anyway? *raises an eyebrow*
*slowly advances toward Duggy*
You will not be transformed into a vampire, and no, I have do not possess your eye.
Finally found you lot!
Jesus...
(Hey Em!)
*she points to her empty eye socket*
I think you accidentally ate it.
*she backs up*
Are you sure? Most people that vampires bite turn into vampires..
(Hi Em! nice to meet you!)
*Blushes slightly*
W-what?
(Hey Em!
How be you? )
EM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
*supermegahuggletacklesofdoomvils*
I MISS YOU!!!!!!
Velvet: *shrugs* You said he saved your life twice, how come?
Food bbs
*does not have Dugglyn's eye*
*it might be elsewhere*
It's a little potion I drank a while ago. I cannot infect people. It is reversible, though.
...
*opens her eyes and looks at Kayleigh*
*would tell her off but doesn't*
Were you followed?
Jeez, there's a reception and a half lol
Getting on grand, alive but not well unfortunately. Just means more time to stitch!
Everyone have a good Crimbo? What did Santy get ya ;)
And nice to meet you too!!
(Hello, Emerald!)
(Okay Dugg!)
Kay: Nope, I'm too clever to be followed... *smirks*
(I GOT AN IPOD EM!)
(Get well soon and at least It gives you more time to do your favourite thing(?) Em,
And i got an Xbox one! (been waiting a while to get one, I'm glad I waited ) and my Christmas was good,
How was yours and did Santa get you anything good?)
The first time, I was about to be eaten by zombies.
Trip came swinging off another tree and jumped to save me.
The other time, Erebus had taken me prisoner. Trip came in and busted me out. I had no where to stay so he let me stay here...he let me have his bed the first night, when he slept down here on the bar with a blanket.
He's so kind to me...this is the least I could do for him and I'm still staying in his house...
*sighs and puts the glass away and wipes the bar*
*Takes her place and fork and washes them too*
*Puts them away too*
Velvet: *nods* Busy girl... And you haven't been here for long...
(I got a TV and PS3.)
I wouldn't exactly say that I'm busy. I would say that I'm drawn to danger
*Laughs*
*laughs with her* Just to say, the staying over offer stands Any time...
(*did not get anything for Christmas*)
Hmm... *lies there*
I thought more people would show up after reading the job notice at Trip's bar. I guess great fun and lousy pay isn't to everyone's liking.
Oh, well at least you're here. *smiles*
Or perhaps, Danger is drawn to me.
*smiles back* I'll always be here...
(That was Kay by the way! ⬆️)
Velvet: *grins at Aria* Sounds awfully dramatic!
*a silent table in a dark room*
*cigarette smoke hovers in the air, without windows to escape through*
*the scene is illuminated by only a single dusty lightbulb, hanging from the ceiling*
*no one speaks*
*there are five of them, seated around the table*
*a tall, scarred man, dressed in black leather*
*a shorter man in a dark suit, with violent eyes that remain hidden behind dark sunglasses*
*a woman, blond and beautiful, dressed in a warm shawl*
*a man who seems to melt in and out of the shadows, even as he sits quietly at the table*
*and a girl in a brown overcoat, with a bag slung over her shoulder*
*beneath her coat, a brass name tag still says CLARA L. CROWLEY*
*her well-manicured hands are holding a handful of cards*
*all five of them ponder their cards, their faces not moving or twitching at all*
*they are waiting for the blond woman*
*after a long moment, she looks up from her cards and meets Clara L. Crowley’s gaze*
Blond Woman: Do you . . . have any twos?
*there is a long silence*
*looks up*
. . . Go fish.
*the tension in the room spikes*
*the shadowy man stands up and leaves*
*the game has gotten too hot for him*
*Looks at her*
I couldn't, I couldn't put that on you Velvet.
But thank you for the offer.
*Adra cries harder* I'm sorry- I keep hurting you.
(Greetings, Blogland. How fare you all?)
Blond Woman: *scowls*
*slowly draws another card*
*and looks at her hand*
Violet Eyes: *turns to her*
Do you have any . . .
Violet Eyes: . . . fives?
Blond Woman: *gives him a long, patient look*
*lays two fives on the table in front of him*
*grimaces*
Scarred Man: . . .
(anni! *hugs*
I be good thank you
How be you? )
Velvet: *nods* Sure thing!
(Great thanks Clara, how's the archive?)
(I am doing quite well, thank you very much. I haven't yet had a chance to read back, though, apart from that very fascinating Stephanie and Skulduggery incident. Am I to assume that Erebus is still a threat?)
(I feel....
...
Worthless..)
(The Archive is doing very well, and would like you to know that your concern for it is touching, and it looks forward to meeting you in future.)
(Slightly dead, otherwise okay. How about you, Clara?)
(Average, Clara. Hello.)
Mmm... I've been here for hours. No-one's showed up. But you're here, so...
*hates to break away from Kayleigh, but...*
*gets up and puts a DVD in the player, and starts the film*
"You wouldn't steal a handbag."
Yeah, as if.
So, Kayleigh, *sits back down on the sofa* I guess it's just us, for now.
(*hugs Noelle* You're not worthless!
Yay Clara!)
*the silence in the air is thick and palpable*
*the shadowy man has melted away, leaving only four players left*
. . .
. . .
*turns to the scarred man*
Do you have any nines?
Violet Eyes: *shoots the scarred man a sidelong glance*
Scarred Man: *returns the glance*
*slowly places a single nine onto the table*
*takes the nine*
*and then*
*keeping eye contact with the blond woman all the while*
*slowly sets down four nines, and four aces*
Blond Woman: *eyes flash scarlet*
Impossible . . .
*stands up abruptly, almost overturning the table*
Impossible! You are a cheat!
Kay: *ignores the movie and looks at Tanya* Mmm...
(*hugs Noelle* you're a good person.)
(John! you're back! *hugs*
Hello Clara! *tacklehugs*)
Why did you really come, Kayleigh?
I am not a cheat!
*stands up as well*
I have won, fair and square! And now you must answer my questions.
Blond Woman: I will answer no questions from the likes of you.
You had a fair chance. I offered my soul, and you lost. Now. Three answers, to three questions.
Blond Woman: You are a cheat and a swindler! The worst kind of scum!
Violet Eyes: *stands up*
I won't have you speaking to this woman that way!
Scarred Man: *swears violently in ancient Babylonian*
*shrugs* You're here... At the moment we're both quite lonely, I was wondering if you needed company...
(*Hugs Aria*
Had to go watch my sister's volley ball game, gonna have to go for another in three-ish hours.)
((If only it would be that easy.)
Hmm... maybe we can work and play?
It is a fair trade! We agreed on the terms at the beginning of the game!
*is beginning to grow nervous*
*turns to Violet Eyes*
Nathan, my dear friend, surely you can talk some sense into her!
Nathan: *scowls at her*
Three questions.
Blond Woman: Ugh, not you as well!
*sits down angrily, folding her arms*
Oh please, don't pout, I beg of you.
Blond Woman: *pouts*
*mutters* I wanted your soul. I need something to sponge out the bath with.
Oh, ha ha. Nathan's soul will do for that.
Nathan: *snorts*
*Sits next to Velvet*
Your new hair does look good.
I like it straight
*smiles*
(Kas I have a question:
Now Tanya is the supposed leader of blogland.....
What happens now?
And is anyone allowed to resist this domination? )
(Hello, J.
Noelle I appreciate your presence, and that automatically means you're not worthless, as you mean something, are worth something to me. And that's just me. What about other people who like you?)
Back!
Hey Clara! Glad the archive is going well!!!
Will you post some of it on a blog?
*Dugglyn frowns, searching for her eye*
*she spots it on the ground and runs over, popping it back in*
*blinks*
Ah! That's better!
*chews on her lip, looking at Tanya*
As long as you promise not to drain me..
Kay: I like that idea... *smiles sweetly*
Velvet: *grins* Me too! Thanks Aria!
((*hugs Noelle tightly* I wish I could express to you how important you are to me. As it is, all I can say is that I love you, and could not exist without you.))
*holds her gently* I didn't mean to upset you more- I just... *buries his face in her neck again* *finds himself still longing for some sign of affection from her*
Blond Woman: Two questions.
No. Absolutely not.
Blond Woman: Two.
No. I wanted three, I made a deal for three, I intend to get three.
Blond Woman: I'm not giving you three.
*thumps table with fist*
*grimaces in pain and cradles it with the other hand*
. . . Fine then. Give two to me, and one to Nathan.
Nathan: That's really not necessary.
Nonsense, I insist.
Blond Woman: Fine then. Two for you, one for Nathan.
(So your sister is really sporty then, Blake?)
(@Rhos Plans are being made. But ask your characters: do they feel oppressed? Is the presence of Tanya's clone soldiers who are merely staying in their bunkers and waiting for Loki to show up harming anyone? Does Tanya's only passed law, which prohibits murder, bad for the citizens of Blogland?)
You are more than welcome, Velvet.
(When I get more done, then perhaps I will create a blog for it, yes. I may in fact create one, and then not post on it until I have much more material to work with.)
Velvet: *grins* Thanks anyway! How long will it stay like this?
*She cries*
-
*Adra sobs, leaning against him, and wraps her arms around his sides*
James: *teleports, dumping a body of a small child outside the room Tanya is occupying, a note carved into her flesh*
'Freedom for Blogland, down with the oppressor'
*knocks and teleports away*
Kay: *drags eyes away from Tanya to look at the door where the knock came from, then looks back at Tanya*
(Yeah, she's one of the best volleyball players in our school.)
*firmly*
My first question: Now that I am freed from Erebus's control, I require my old mode of transportation back. Namely, my Hotel. Where is it?
Blond Woman: *sighs heavily*
Eastern Blogland. On the far bank of the lake.
Thank you. My second question: Is Erebus gone for good?
Blond Woman: Perhaps, perhaps not.
That's not an answer.
Blond Woman: It is. It's the correct one.
Hang it all!
*slams the table again*
*cradles hand again*
Goodbye. I am tired of you. I am returning to my Hotel, where I belong.
*storms out*
Nathan: *watches her go*
. . .
Blond Woman: You have a question left, Nathan.
Nathan: I'm glad she's gone. I wouldn't want her to stay around for this . . .
*smiles* Here's the deal: we need a team, and a plan, to break into Liliana's castle and steal a certain artefact. As you can see, no-one really showed up. We could have used a few grunts, maybe a sigil expert, such as Clara, and a good thief. Maybe Garrett, if we can get him.
I thought we'd start by watching relevant footage *points at the screen* Ocean's Eleven.
*uses her phone to dim the lights and shut the door*
I could use your help, Kayleigh. Let me know if you come up with any ideas.
*straddles the motorcycle and peels away from the curb*
*a dark expression on her face*
. . .
*mutters* At least I know where the Hotel is.
*begins making her way towards the lake*
It's not permanently like that...It changes when you want it to. When you go to curl it, straighten it, it'll change however you want it to.
*smiles*
Kayleigh: I could use my power to get Garrett? Not sure about Clara though if she's still being controlled by this Erebus bloke...
Velvet: *grins* Awesome!
(Who has a link to the next post?)
*is ignoring whatever it is that is outside the door, it does not matter at this particular moment, so she will look at it later*
(good point and true that law is a good help for blogland *nods*
I like this idea, its growing on me
And can I join the Rp? If its okay with both parties? (Garrett's name was used... And you need a thief so hey I'm your man )
(YAAAY! I dedicate to my sister (again) but this time only because she was accepted into my senior school the other day and was awarded both academic and music scholarships and I'm so proud of her! *cries*)
Here Noelle!
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(Wow John, that's impressive. You must be proud of her :)
(Tanya and Kayleigh are having a very fair percentage of a moment, so I leave the decision up to her, but I'd say yes you can if she agrees.)
(Did you see my reply Tia? :3)
*the Hotel stands there, lonely and empty*
*still abuzz with powerful sigils*
*the windows still boarded up and protected*
*stands there, looking up at it*
*reaches into pocket and pulls out a single golden key with an elaborate sigil on it*
James: *teleports back, leaving another body, a young boy, no older than seven, the same message on his arm*
*hammers hard on the door, using air to smash it before teleporting away*
(I don't mind...)
(Dammit, bed... Stupid school!)
((*gently hugs Noelle*))
*curls his fingers in her hair, not sure what to think* *notes a pain in his side- something is probably broken, and surely plenty is bruised, but he needs this far to much to spend too much thought on anything but his contact with her*
(Hear hear! )
(I'll continue watching for now thank you
But I might drop in soon(ish) )
*enters the Hotel*
*it is dusty, but still aglow with sigils on every available surface*
*takes a deep breath*
*sighs*
*then coughs on all the dust*
(Yes!)
Oh, I won't drain you. Trust me. *smiles*
(S'okay, Velv. Good night!)
*spends the night with Kayleigh, watching the Ocean's Eleven trilogy*
*she's still unsure*
Ok...
*tilts her neck to the side, brushing her hair away*
(Ugh, do you have to go Velvet?
Hear Hear)
:,(
-
*Feeling his pain, she places a hand against him, healing him gently*
*approaches her, leaning in until her warm breath is on Dugglyn's neck*
*softly* ready?
Pie Velvet!
Aria, if you don't have anyone else to role play with you can join Tia and I!
(Yeah, I'd be lying if I said I was involved with my family but it does make me proud to see her getting all these awards and such.)
(Hear hear!)
Um.... sure. Fine. Go ahead.
Hey Blake and J!
*goes upstairs to her room*
*sheds the overcoat and satchel on the bed and sits down at the vanity, looking at herself in the mirror*
*dark circles under her darker eyes*
*pale skin*
*hair that's just the slightest bit too floofy*
*smiles faintly*
*at least she still looks the same as ever*
(I know everyone is asking to join the other role-play, but if anyone wishes to join me, it's quite alright. I have very little to do.)
(Ok Clara!)
(*smiles, Sat on the bed behind Clara*
As beautiful as ever, old friend.)
(I am back.
Tia - Liliana has put measures in place to stop people entering her castle without permission. Just so you know.)
(*hugs Soph tight* how are you..?)
((*continues to hug Noelle* *gives her his coat*))
*a hint of curiosity stirs in him* I didn't know you could heal that way.
*closes eyes*
*exhales through the nose*
How did you get in, Silente?
I only arrived moments ago.
(You should be more involved with your family...They're important John.
Everything ends in "end"
Best FriEND
Boy friEND
Girl friEND
Apart from FamILY.
That ends in "I love you")
(*smiles*
I've been watching the old girl for you. Sorry about the dust..everywhere else is immaculate, but I didn't want to arouse suspicion..)
(*hugs Jaimie tightly back* I am depressed, but there a little positive, at least. Yourself?
If you would like to roleplay, I replied on the other page.)
(That's cute, Ariadne.)
I'm back!
(I think I'll go. Things to do.
I hope I'll see you soon.
Good bye!
@Clara oh no the phone bat
(*smiles, hugging her tightly* Promise?
Please may you repost it here..?)
(Hey Trip!)
(Dugglyn, I couldn't join your RP. I have no idea what you and Kas are doing or where you are. And how would I get there from Trip's bar?)
(Welcome back Trip )
(goodbye Kas )
(Hey Trip bye Kas.)
Been watching her, have you?
. . . Thank you. That was good of you to do.
*turns on the vanity stool to face Silente*
*wipes off hands with moist towelette*
I have been so very tired, these past few days. Having Erebus in my head has been nigh unbearable.
(Aw, bye Tia!)
(Farewell, Tia.)
(*nods*
I can imagine. Rest for today. A lot of guests are due to arrive again tomorrow. Grand reopening and all..
*smiles slightly*)
(Welcome back)
(:/)
*She shrugs, still crying softly*
(*hugs her tightly back* I promise.
"Bethany: *squeezes Silente's hand* Being an angel, I'm good at healing and helping and everything like that... I think I may be able to help her.")
*growls*
*walks into the Midnight Hotel*
(Oh, Ariadne. You needn't worry about why or how you're there, only that you are. The explanation doesn't have to even really hold up, as it could just be a lie to cover up your larger plot. >:D)
(I don't think it's that cute...it's quite depressing, But also the hard truth. That your family will always be there for you, no matter who else you lose along the way)
(You see, you're 100% correct with all those "end"s, and that's why I don't love anything any more.)
(*smiles* ..thank you.)
Papa: then please, help her.
(Sorry for poofing, I had to get in a car and go home. *snuggles* Everything all right with you?)
(Trip, I'm not in a large plot. I was only chatting with Velvet because I was bored. But still.)
(...
Family isn't always there for you...)
(It's a nice view of the world to have, and a lucky one.)
*lightly kisses her neck, running his fingers through her hair before tangling them in it again*
Rest. I barely know what that is anymore.
*stands up and walks to the window*
*pulls back the curtain*
Blogland has been . . . different.
I cannot explain it. Perhaps it is Erebus, perhaps something else, but when I was out there the streets were cold, and only the most dangerous of sorcerers dared show their faces. I think something terrible is happing, Silente.
I do not think there will be guests tomorrow.
Bethany: *she slowly stands up* Please may you take me to her?
*dings the bell on the front desk of the Midnight Hotel*
...
*dings it again*
*and again, grinning, ringing the tune of jingle bells*
(*raises an eyebrow*
I have a guest book filled with booked rooms that disagrees. You're being melodramatic again.)
*stands with her*
Papa: *nods, turning and walking*
*takes Beth's hand*
Melodramatic?
*smiles faintly*
*whips aside the curtains*
No, not I!
Leave me to my misery, Silente, for I am a wretch!
*raises hand to forehead*
A heathen! A devil! A-
*hears insistant ringing from downstairs*
*looks at the floor and frowns*
. . . A guest?
*growls and grimaces again*
(John, that can't be true...it sounds that you love your sister. You must love your parents. And it's ok if they're the only ones you truly love...You're only young I'm sure :3)
(That was supposed to be in () )
*continues ringing the bell, now playing ring around the rosy*
Silente, I must leave you for a moment. If you'll excuse me . . .
*hurriedly defends the stairs to the lobby, sliding down the banister for speed*
Hullo? Yes? May I help you?
*furiously tries to wipe the stripe of dust off her backside*
(*laughs slightly, shaking her head*
Told you. Go to them.
*lays back on the bed*)
*descends
Back again, sorry I poofed, the little lad is still awake.
*she stops playing the bell*
Oh yes.
Would you like to play
Go fish?
Bethany: *squeezes Silente's hand, following Silente's father*
(*smiles, looking around*
Hmm. Always wondered what her room was like. Glad the fangirls aren't lurking. Now that WOULD be unfortunate.)
(Welcome back Em!)
*blanches*
I am afraid I have had quite enough of Go Fish for today, my dear Dugglyn. Yes, I would say enough Go Fish for a lifetime.
*Adra leans against him, crying softly*
(I suppose eighteen is young, but you're wrong. The love of my life left me for dead, so I'm done loving.)
(Welcome back Em ^.^)
Papa: *leads them to a door, knocking before opening it and sucking to avoid a projectile*
Granmama: Out!
*laughs, pushing past her father*
Granmama!
*hugs the fierce old lady*
I want you to meet someone!
*Clara L. Crowley's room is very neat and orderly*
*the bookshelves are stacked with a variety of books on many different subjects*
*the bed is dressed in white, and matches the curtains and the rug*
*the only disorderly thing in the room are the walls, which appear to have been scribbled on in Latin, Babylonian, and cuneiform*
*speaks softly, gently holding her closer* I love you. I love you so much, Adra.
(Herrerrow Em! Long time no see! *hugs* How goes it?)
(*cheers* YES!)
*grins*
Just kidding!
I'm here for you!
*her grin turns evil and she advances towards Clara, holding a pillow*
(*boos, glaring* NO!)
*backs up slowly*
*stammers* I- I- I beg your pardon?
(For now... Blake. For now... MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! *lightening cracks in the distance*)
(*reads some of the scribbles and shrugs*
*Leans back on the bed, looking around at all the white*
Not a room for fights.)
(John, I believe that you'll find someone else. And if not, you always have your family. So you have to spend more time with them...)
(*cheers again* THERE WE GO! :D)
((Why is Dug cheering?))
(I have no idea.)
John...I didn't leave you for dead...unless you're not talking about me. Which would be awkward... I did this for you...you said you wanted to move on so I deleted you on Skype and facebook. This is what you wanted! you know I still care about you! that's the only reason I did this...
(Just one more touch down!! We almost got it! We can do it! We can do it! Common!)
I do so hate breakups.
(ALMOST THERE OMG!)
((Okay..))
(*carefully removes her boots, setting them at the foot of the bed so as not to muddy the sheets*
*chooses a book at random, laying back and reading*)
*Sighs* As do I, Trip.
(Just a sec Clara, I need to watch this)
Hey Trips!!
Yeah grand, back in bits though, I'm officially an old woman.
Christmas good.
And I'm sorry you're not feeling okay Adra, I hope it gets better for you soon *hugs*
*swallows*
I'm afraid I must go, Dugglyn. I have . . . I have things.
*runs upstairs*
*busts open the door to her room*
Silente?
*looks around suspiciously*
What have you been doing in here?
You haven't messed around with anything, have you?
Ah yes, let me correct myself. You left me for someone who was "easier".
(*glances up at Clara*
Hi. And no, apart from the book.)
(Not yet El! They can do it! Just one more touch down, we almost got it!)
Who, as I recall, you said you don't actually love.
Very well then.
*leans on the wall and glances back out the door*
I'm not entirely certain what that was about. I believe she is a crazy fan of "the sportsball."
The whole neighborhood screamed a little while ago, so I assume something good happened, but I'm not watching the game, so...
Oh pish on your old woman! You couldn't be old if you wanted to be.
We're only a touch down away!
*Adra leans against him, crying softly*
-
It's getting uncomfortable here. Goodnight
(*rolls eyes*
Okay then.
*keeps reading*
Nice room. You should get scented candles. I advise lavender, it aids sleep.)
I don't love him, you're right. We've been going out for just over a month. So no, I don't love him. I might...I don't know.
And you're right, I gave up because I couldn't have you. Face it, you weren't going to come over. And if you were going to, how many years would it have taken? both of us sitting alone in our rooms all the time.
WE GOT ANOTHER TOUCH DOWN!!!!!
Moss, hey, how are ye?
Is there some form of big match on?
2 more points!!
(Sorry Elleni, hi.)
Yes, I must say it is, Adra.
And I love you enough to wait however long it would have taken.
Ok, I'm sorry, this is just really carzy.
Yeah, Seahawks are an American football team, and they won the Super Bowl last year, which is a big deal, and now everyone has blue twelves everywhere
They're playing to get to the Super Bowl again, and they've been behind the whole game, but they've just pulled ahead with less than two minutes to go.
I thought you said that you didn't love anyone any more...
I have never tried scented candles. Perhaps I should; I certainly do need to sleep.
. . .
. . .
*looks at Silente, sitting on the bed, without a care in the world*
. . .
*raises voice slightly* I certainly do need to sleep.
Pardon me, loved*. Past tense.
(Hm? Oh right. That'd be your way of telling me to bugger off.
*gets off the bed, putting the book back*)
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