Okay FINE, so we're all waiting for the Tanith cover... It's looking like a Friday reveal right now- so long as we suffer no more delays. Believe me, once you see it you'll know it's been worth the wait. Tom's best cover. Ever.
Speaking of awesome covers, take a look at these.
Isn't that brilliant? There is literally nothing about this cover that I do not love. And there's more!
I know Suz Korb is a Blog-reader and she's commented a few times, but just take a look at these books she's written. And the titles! Pulpy, trashy, and so much FUN.
You know that old saying, never judge a book by its cover? That's not always applicable. People who judge my books by Tom's covers know exactly what they're getting- awesomeness on a page. And if a writer has enough taste to approve these covers, as Ms Korb obviously does, then that bodes very well for what's inside. From what I know, they're all available online.
Okay, I didn't actually intend to show all of these covers, but once I started I just couldn't stop.
This Blog post, by the way, is for a girl called Molly, who I met today in Forbidden Planet in Dublin. There I was, perusing the shelves, building up the stack of comics in my hand, and then I hear a "Excuse me, can I ask you a question?" from right beside me. I turn, and there stands a fifteen-year old in a really odd hat.
She was, as you can imagine, overjoyed at meeting me. We talked about her nonsensical love of all things Transformers (except the movies- she has issues with the movies) and her appreciation of Batman and how she never could get into Wonder Woman. That led to a conversation about lassoes, and then to a conversation about lassoing horses, and then to a conversation about how cowboys don't lasso horses, they just run after them when they want to catch them. Bless her, she has a small brain.
So this is a Blog post for Molly. Happy birthday Molly.
I've been watching some movies lately. I saw The Amazing Spider-Man last week. Not as bad as I'd been led to believe. I quite enjoyed it, in fact. Andrew Garfield didn't have to cry NEARLY as much as Tobey Maguire, and of course Emma Stone is just divine. I could watch her in anything.
The Dark Knight Rises is out now, of course, but I'd already seen that in the cinema. Not perfect, and some of the story just refuses to make any kind of sense, but a fitting end to the trilogy. I am in awe of Christopher Nolan's ability to generate atmosphere, and then use that atmosphere to make the audience dread what is about to happen.
I've been playing games as well. Just finished Hitman: Absolution. Awesome stuff. I want to play it again and not fire a single shot. Now that's a challenge...
I had been playing the new Assassin's Creed game, but got bored.
Dishonored, however, is a game that did not bore me. The thought and the imagination that went into building that world is staggering. Loved it.
Basically, I've been fitting as much as possible into the last few weeks because I think I've started Book 8... It's all very random at the moment, very casual, just writing a few bits and pieces, a few scenes here and there... but yeah... I think I've actually started. I had a look at the plot a few days ago, to remind myself of what's in store. I've already got it planned out to a degree- I did that a week or two after finishing KOTW- and wow. A LOT happens in this book. Like, SERIOUSLY. It's going to take a lot of planning on my part. War is like that. Complicated. Got to remember who's on who's side and where they are and when certain things take place and who's around when certain people DIE HORRIBLY.
Be warned. There will be horror. There will be slaughter. There will be betrayal and hatred and love and there WILL be blood.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3801 – 4000 of 4966 Newer› Newest»(I'm kinda thinking Ari and Em poofed...
(Lol Zaf's logic: Context clues to know when Nic lets names ot: no coat and when the mame compliments me unlike Nic who sees me enough
*smiles tightly* Of course, as kind a soul as you are, you would propose such a thing... *sighs* *quietly* I'd do anything to escape death, wouldn't I...
Well, your offer is generous beyond words, but I'm afraid that such a task would be impossible. See, when Niccolo stole my name... You could say that our names, for lack of a better term, fused together. They're actually both parts of the same name now, and it wouldn't be possible to separate mine from any of the others. Niccolo thinks he might be able to survive only because each time he uses his discipline, it gets weaker. Each time, some sliver of the name he steals is left behind. He's trying to calculate whether or not, since his name has so many parts to it, his copy could steal his name- that would mean all of his names- but he would be able to choose which part he left behind. And if he could choose, and if it's a big enough part, Niccolo could free himself from the rest of us at long last. But there's only a slim possibility of that working for one name, let alone two, so out of all of us in here, only one can survive if this plan works. Despite that, I can't thank you enough for your efforts.
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((....
So anyway I hope I get my snow day tomorrow. I could care less about the dance. Wooo!))
((Actually, a vast majority of my names are either fond of or simply not opposed to it, but rather change its shape to fit theirs, as many of my female names have done in the past. This particular name has a strong aversion to weapons and therefore despises the coat. I'm certain I would burn it if I could, in that mind set, however it is actually linked to my own energy, so I could not burn it without badly damaging myself.))
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*hugs him tightly* John...what if I stole your name from the copy? If the copy is unstable enough as he will be it will be easier to pick you out and believe me you stand out. Thats what I hope can work...I know theres a way. The copy can't be totally stable when he takes so many names and it just makes sense that I could try to take advantage of that. If I can...I really really want to. Its because of who you are. And if I can find a way I will. You have my words, John.
(John, may we continue this tomorrow? I fear if I don't sleep I won't wake)
((I wish you the best of luck in attaining your snow day, in that case.))
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Howdy
((Certainly, we may continue tomorrow.
I feel badly for leaving you, Adra, however I must go as well. Goodnight.))
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(Night everyone!)
((Thank you muchly
Hullo, Jubi! *hugs*))
*Slowly, painfully, Adra moves, her head feeling like lead bricks, and her wound in her leg hurting with every step* *She refrains from taking the knife out, to ensure the wound's retaining of blood*
((You all are too kind, really.
Night.-_-))
((Right... It appears everyone has left then.
I suppose I shall egress as well.))
Sorry
I poofed...
HAI GUYS!
Well, I was going to be here, but I saw no one else was, so I started to write a sonnet, and then I finished it and looked at it and it's maybe not something I feel comfortable sharing, so I deleted it.
So yeah.
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HIA
Hi. :-)
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*nibbles caramel cheesecake* :( just found out our classes for next year. i am with the one person on the face of this planet that i cannot deal with for all my classes
Ah. I can see why that would be irritating. Hopefully your seats are on the opposite sides of the room!
WHY IS THE SONNET STILL IN MY CLIPBOARD. I CAN'T LOOK AT IT RIGHT NOW. NO.
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hmmm... anyhow, how's life?
Dance was good. Sometimes I wonder if there's any point in my roleplaying, though... Like, everything cool (okay, everything cool with lots of participants. People's personal plots are cool, too, but I can read them later and don't feel like I've missed them.)
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:-/
*everything cool happens during the hours I'm at dance
Sorry, I spaced out and didn't finish my thought...
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:)
yeah, everything cool happens while im in school... and now that i don't have my laptop i miss it... mehhh
Mm...
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*:(
sorry. i mad that seem cheery and that wasn't my intention. but the x-mas holidays are soon, so i can be around... and i shall fly to [insert country here] and get you and be amazing.
[Shrugs]
I actually should be in a really good mood right now, but I'm not.
Maybe it's because I'm wearing socks. [Proceeds to take off her socks and wiggle her toes around]
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yesh. socks always seem to take the mood down... i actually stole my dad's socks off his feet while watching the Doctor Who 50th ep because, and i quote, "they were depressing me"
ERRR!!! my dad just came downstairs (where i am) with a cardboard TARDIS, said "mine!" and ran upstairs again...
What?
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A CRADBOARD TARDIS!!
Riiiight.
WHY IS THIS INFERNAL SONNET STILL IN MY CLIPBOARD? Oh, right. Because I didn't want it to be completely deleted. [Tosses it in a random word doc] AND YOU'RE NOT COMING OUT TIL YOU'VE LEARNED SOME MANNERS.
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And now the Nikola Tesla song is playing in my head.
[Considers]
I don't think I'm going to do this one. It's too sad...
Then again, it'd be hard to find something happy that fit with Niccolò...
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XD true, true...
[Ioux sits in the prison cell]
[His magic is bound]
[He opens his eyes and looks around]
[The two guards are stationed near the entrance, facing away from the jail]
[Because of course there's no way to get out of the cells]
[He reaches into his sleeve and pulls out the tracker]
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*smiles* wish i could stay and read the rest, but i g2g!! *huggles fab* i'll try to read it tomorrow when i come on! bye!
Bye [hugs]
I'll keep writing as long as I have the attention span, but I may disappear without warning. Apologies to anyone who comes on later.
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Liz and Effie are sitting in Effie's house, drinking coffee.
Effie: You know that not killing him is a really big risk, right?
Liz: Yeah, but I'm sick of looking like the villain. [Pauses] Ioux can just walk into a place and smile and bow and make polite remarks, and then I show up with a gun. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really the one who's doing the right thing.
Effie: Don't fall to the Dark Side, Liz. Kidnapping Fabi and trying to kill her is bad! Formal apologies and stuff aren't enough to make up for something like that.
Liz: Still, though, maybe I shouldn't have gotten involved. I could have asked Ami or Raeza or someone... I'm starting to worry that I put Fabi at risk.
Effie: Dude, we agreed on this. You owe me a lot of favors, and rescuing my former student is one of them. [Remembers that she was lecturing Liz about just the opposite yesterday] [Facepalms]
Liz: How obvious is it, though? Ioux was able to guess...
Effie: Eh, you look sort of like Fabi, but a lot of people look sort of like her. If you look for a resemblance, you'll find one, but you've done enough of a make-up job to keep it not-so-obvious. As long as you don't do anything stupid like rush off to her rescue, you should be fine. Ioux's just intelligent.
Liz: Mm hm. [Sips her coffee, thinking]
[There's a knock at the door]
Effie: Who is it and what do you want? I'm busy!
Fabi: Oh, sorry... I can come back another time?
[Effie and Liz glance at each other]
Effie: No, you can come in. You're not annoying, and Liz has to leave soon, anyway. [Glares at Liz]
Liz: [Bites her lip] [Nods grimly]
Fabi: [Enters the room and sits down]
Effie: Would you like some coffee?
Fabi: No thanks. I just came here to thank you guys.
[She fidgets]
...and to say I think I'm giving up the whole spy thing.
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Haha I've found it! FINALLY! It takes real dedication to find the post we're all on. Endless scrolling until finally, you find the right post.
Hello all. How've we been.
Is anyone on?
Hello Cali!
I've been okay, you?
Yeah... We were actually doing pretty well for a while. There was space on three consecutive posts! Uh, now there isn't, though.
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Yeah, I'm just writing a roleplay with myself, so I'm distant!
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okay, have fun with that :P
Yeah i'm good, last day of school today so now the summer hols have officially began :)
its not very summery though
It's not very summery here, either. It's below freezing outside. Everything is covered in frost, though, which is really sparkly and pretty. Possibility of snow this weekend! :-)
Yay for holidays! [Dances around]
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[Effie stands up, accidentally splashing Liz with coffee]
Liz: [hisses "Ow!" and glares at Eff briefly before turning back to Fabi] What makes you say that?
Fabi: [Swallows] It's just... I'm always getting into problems I can't solve and bringing other people down... We fought demons. I died, and then basically killed the person who brought me back to life.
We went ghost-hunting. I got possessed by an evil shadow-thing.
I was unconscious for ages when I tried to investigate the core of the earth, and then again when I was poisoned.
I'm done being a bother.
Effie: [Slaps Fabi] Shut up. You're what? Eighteen? Nineteen? You hang out with old people, and are, for the most part, on a level with them. By the time you're a hundred and three, you'll be the brilliantest brilliant person in the history of brilliant-ness. Unless you quit everything now. Then you'll be a crazy cat lady.
Fabi: Ow! [Tries not to laugh at Effie's speech]
Liz: She has a point, you know. I sometimes feel the same.
Fabi: Really?
Liz: Yeah, but then I look at Effie, and how immature she is for someone who's supposed to be 76 years older than me, and I'm like "Nah, I'm doing fine."
Effie: Hey! [Glares at Liz]
Fabi: [Laughs]
Effie: [Glares at Fabi]
Liz: [Snorts]
Effie: [Glares at Liz]
Fabi: [Sighs]
Effie: No, really, Fabi, stop beating yourself up. Also, if you quit like that, I will find out where you live and murder you in your sleep.
Liz: [Surprised cough] Well.
Fabi: [Facepalms] Sorry about that.
Effie: [Pulls out a container of mini chocolate chip cookies and holds one in front of Fabi's face] Brain food. Eat. Now.
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Fabi: [Stares at the cookie, blinking like a fish]
Effie: Okay, fine, it's a piece of broccoli. [Drops the illusion] Still brain food. [Holds it out for another moment] No? Okay.
Liz: [Stands up] I should probably be going now.
Fabi: Oh... Bye!
Effie: May the Force be with you, Liz!
Liz: [Leaves]
Effie: I thought you liked broccoli.
Fabi: Yeah. Especially on pizza.
Effie: Really? That's weird.
Fabi: [Shrugs] Sorry.
Effie: No! Sorry is not allowed! Weird is cool!
Fabi: Okay...
Effie: [Blinks] Right.
Fabi: Is Liz--
Effie: No, I am your father.
Fabi: What?
Effie: Hello? Darth Vader?
Fabi: [Doesn't get the relevance of that particular quote] Anyway, was Liz a student of yours as well?
Effie: What? Oh, no. I don't rememmber who mentored her. One of Ami's relatives, I think. Not sure. You could ask next time you see her.
Fabi: She's always avoided me, though. I assumed she was jealous or something.
Effie: [Wags her finger] [Yoda voice] Never assume anything you will. [Regular voice] Nah, probably has something to do with the fact that you look like the first person she killed.
Fabi: I do?
Effie: Not really. But if I were to illusion you, you would.
Fabi: Ooookayyy.
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((Okay, I'm sleeping now. Night!))
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*Death walks through the abandoned town, her arms crossed tightly over her chest*
Please, you know I won't.
I... I can't trust you. I'm sorry.
Just remember the last time I was out. I saved the kid's life.
And killed me.
But you were saved. You're happy... Right?
*Death doesn't respond for a while. She walks until she trips over. She's far from the town now. Judhipour is still waiting for an answer*
I only live to die another day. I've got a countdown now. Today may just be my last.
(Hullo?)
I doubt you'll get anyone since you know we all have school or are asleep.
Well, I'm a homeschooler and can go online whenever I please. Besides, I don't know what timezones any of you are in.
Adra me Ari are whatever it is in NYC
Star Mara Em Trip are UK
Death and Aussies are Aussie time
Hiiii *hugs*
((Snow day!))
Lucky you Adra. Lucky you. Sorry wbd today. As usual.
Oh i got a 104 on my Subjective mood quiz...hehehe to those who dont understand American ways, you can get the highest was 50/50 points which is a 100 but i did the extra credit and got 53/50 points to get my grade of 104. Hell. Yes.
We dont get snow until tonight....*le sigh* much rather not be in school. I hate it here
((...Zaf. People who live in other countries aren't completely stupid. I think they know how good a 104 is on a quiz...)$
SNOWWWWWWWWW IN GERMANY! :D
I'm completely happy!
Oh, I'm not here, I will go outside now and dance in the snow^^
Okay Mith!!!
(. . . Anyone home?)
Anni!
(Adra!)
(I'll be on for much longer this evening, but I might be able to stay and "hang out" for a bit.)
(Quite alright!
Er... If you want, I'm in my lab..?)
(Actually . . .
*smirks*
I have a solo role-play I'd like to try out. I'll probably post it on Superfluous when I'm through.
*giggles*
It's something I've wanted to do for quite a while, but now I think I've actually got a chance to.)
(I really want to do something, you see, but nobody's on except you. So I'll just do it now and post it on Superfluous later so more people can see it.)
(Hmm . . . haaa . . . now I'm indecisive. I don't know if I want to go solo or do something with you . . .
*thinks carefully*
*like Winnie the Pooh*
. . . Do you have something specific-ish you want to do with Doctor Precocious?)
(Oh! Okay! I'll leave you to that, then)
*Adra limps slightly to her fireplace, wearing a skirt today to cover up her bandages*
*There's gauze taped and secured to the left side of her chin, and her arm- well... She had only wrapped that off. She would let that scar up. She deserved it.*
((No, I just meant hand out normally. But please, go do your RP. :) don't let me stop you))
(Okay.
*hugs Adra*
I also want to say that even though I don't really comment on other people's role-plays, I am always very interested and yours is particularly fun and horrific!
*smiles cheerily*
*offers Adra a raspberry scone*)
( I try, thank you. *She takes the scone* *Bites it* Yum)
—It’s a quiet day at the BPD (Blogland Police Department.)—
Officer: . . .
. . .
*sighs*
*chews donut*
*phone rings*
Officer: Oh?
*picks up phone*
Hello?
Phone: *indistinct voice*
Officer: Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
*then*
*very slowly*
*sits up straight*
Going HOW fast!?
—Outside of town, on a long, dusty road to nowhere, a black Thunderbird is speeding at ninety miles an hour, and accelerating all the way. Police sirens are wailing behind the symbol-covered sportscar, but none of them are anywhere near fast enough.—
Pursuing Officer: *slaps the steering wheel*
WHAT
THE
HELL.
*lets go of the steering wheel*
*closes her eyes*
*accelerates past 120 miles per hour*
*smiles*
I’ve ALWAYS wanted to do this.
*turns up the radio*
*She peers over her notes pensively and thoughtfully, and would be succeeding at rational thought if she could even get past the stupid pounding in her skull*
*slams down on the gas pedal*
*the corvette continues accelerating*
*her teeth are chattering*
*the pressure is forcing her head against the armrest*
*but she doesn’t care*
*she’s laughing*
*looks behind her at the flashing police cars*
*laughs*
Catch me if you can! But I rather think you can’t.
*turns the radio so loud the “van” shakes*
*it’s These Tables Are Numbered by Panic! At the Disco*
*takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
LET’S DO THIS.
Im pretty sure we dont HAVE police....i mean the Sanctuary would be the police but it was agreed on we dont have a Council. For Blogland
*She gives up and sits down with her tea instead*
*the corvette streaks across the desert like a black lightning bolt*
*clutches the steering wheel in a white-knuckled grip*
*in a world far away*
*and yet impossibly close*
*a little girl who looks exactly like a six-year-old Doctor Precocious is strolling along*
*in her little black coat*
*and holding a red balloon*
Khasiis: *whispers* Eight days, eight days, eight days to die.
*clutches steering wheel*
*grins madly*
Eight days to LIVE.
*the speedometer is hovering at 200 miles per hour*
*presses her finger to the speedometer*
*it glows blue*
*swipes to the side*
*as if scrolling on an iPad*
Speedometer: *rotates*
*revealing a dial from 200 to 400 miles per hour*
*grins madly*
Heh heh heh . . .
And i poof
We’ve got to go back, Marty!
Back . . . to the future!
*laughs at her own film reference*
*the car begins to rattle and shake*
*the speed is too much for it*
*sighs*
*taps a symbol on the roof*
*a wave of blue aura cascades around the car before becoming transparent*
*it can withstand anything short of a meteor strike now*
*takes a deep breath*
Khasiis: *stops walking*
*tilts head to one side*
. . . Cheap thrill-seeking?
I thought better of you, Doctor Precocious.
I am you, after all. I should know.
*smirks*
*does not answer the voice in her head*
Khasiis: . . . Stop it. Stop the car.
*shakes her head*
No.
Khasiis: Maybe you should.
Look behind you.
Look.
*looks behind her*
*at the barricade of pursuing police cars*
*and sees them part for a red corvette*
*which begins to accelerate and catch up to her*
. . . Oh HELL.
((:0. I was gonna say how the hell are the cop cars catching up to her?))
*She leans back, carefully unwrapping the bandage around her arm, which is soaked in blood underneath*
*The words "Child killer" are scrawled in her arm, thankfully the bleeding has ceased*
*She touches it and winces*
—The red corvette pulls up alongside the black one. They are neck and neck, now. The red one is wearing a bumper sticker that reads I DON’T BRAKE FOR ENGLISHMEN. The black one has a bumper sticker that reads MISKATONIC ALUMNI.—
*glances at the other driver*
*bursts into laugher*
Cray-Cray!
You’re the last fellow I thought I’d see here.
Crazy Frenchman: Yes, zis is a bit of a surprise for me too!
*easily matches pace with her*
So . . . you’ve got a death wish?
You could say that.
CF: *shrugs*
Well, do it somewhere else. Zeese are MY roads, mademoiselle!
Oh, really?
CF: Oh yeah.
*accelerates*
*is now driving faster than she’s ever driven before*
Catch me if you caaaaaaan!
CF: *catches up to her easily*
*gives her the finger*
Vive la France!
Long live Great Britain!
CF: *eyes narrow*
Oh, it’s ON now.
—The cars course down the street, each one nearly up to the 300 miles per hour.—
CF: Bitch, get off ze road!
*slams his corvette into hers*
Ah!
*tries to push him back*
*raises a hand to tap a symbol*
CF: Nuh-uh-uh! Zat’s cheating!
*lowers her hand*
Damn and blast.
*takes a violent right turn*
CF: Ha ha! Who is ze chicken now!
*laughs*
*looks back at the road*
*which ends suddenly into a valley full of cacti*
Oh-
*crashes the corvette*
Ha ha ha!
*drives to the east*
*across the desert*
*towards a cliff*
((Babe)
Khasiis: *voice echoes in Precocious’s head*
What are you doing?
Stop the van.
Stop the van, now.
NOW.
*takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
No.
Khasiis: . . . What?
No. I’m not going to.
Khasiis: What . . . what . . .
I’m going to do a Thelma and Louise.
Khasiis: . . . What?
I’m driving off that cliff!
((BABE))
*in a world beyond time and space*
*the little girl sits cross-legged on the ground*
*balloon still in her hand*
Khasiis: No you won’t.
Why not?
Khasiis: You’ll be killed.
Eight days to live, eight days to die.
Khasiis: This cheap thrill-seeking has gone far enough.
I’m not thrill-seeking, Khasiis.
*clutches the steering wheel*
I am committing suicide.
Khasiis: *stands up*
No.
Yeah.
Khasiis: No, you won’t.
Why?
Khasiis: You’re too scared.
You’ve tried before. What, you think I don’t know? But you couldn’t pull the trigger, and you couldn’t tie the noose, and you couldn’t swallow the pills.
You’re scared of death.
I’ve been a little in love with death all my life, I think.
*accelerates*
Khasiis: Stop the car.
No.
Khasiis: Stop it!
No.
Khasiis: Accept me into your body. Let me take the place of your mind and soul and then you won’t have to die. Not EVER.
*screams*
*a scream unlike anything from this world*
LET ME IN! LET! ME! IN!
*presses the gas pedal to the floor*
*narrows her eyes*
*driving straight for the cliff*
((BABE))
*hand flicks towards the seatbelt*
*and unbuckles it*
*breathing slow and steady breaths*
*the cliff zooms forward to meet her*
*she can no longer hear the radio*
*or the police sirens*
*or Crazy Frenchman’s angry yelling*
*let’s go of the steering wheel*
*opens her mouth*
*and screams*
*her life flashes before her eyes*
*and there’s a lot of murder and tea*
Khasiis: NOOOOOOOOOO!
*the car violently twists to the left*
*although her hands are not on the wheel*
*and it brakes to a violently stop*
*although her feet are not on the pedals*
*smiles weakly*
You’ve rather shown your hand there, Khasiis.
*babies cry in the other room*
*Mara and Harry are in bed (nothing dirty jfc)*
Mara: *rolls over* *moans* Harry...
Harry: *mutters* I'll go... *sits up* *walks into the hallway*
*begins to laugh softly*
Eight days, eight days, eight days to die.
You don’t want me to die before then, do you . . ?
You won’t let me die, because you like this. This.
*gestures to herself*
*she looks like a nervous wreck*
*which she is*
You like playing me. You think I’m going to change my mind. So you’re keeping me alive.
It looks like I’ve got a particularly sick and twisted guardian angel, Khasiis.
Khasiis: *ready to burst with anger*
You . . .
You . . .
YOU INSOLENT LITTLE BITCH!
Well, I’ve been called worse.
*a cop taps on the window*
*rolls down the window*
Is there a problem, officer?
THE END
((Babes why))
*She carefully gets to her feet and calls out for one of her alchemists* *There's no answer*
*She falls quiet*
*It all does, save the pounding in her head*
((Do I need to get someone out of jail? :3
*Claps* Magnifique noideaifispelledthatcorrecrly!))
(Yes, Adra, if you like!
*claps happily*
And yes, you did spell that correctly.)
(However, not at the moment. I'm sorry, but I have to go . . .)
((Well you're not fun -kidding- *hugs* Bye!))
*Adra gets up again, pacing slightly as her leg punches tightly where it was sewn up*
*Picks up her phone*
*Pauses*
*Puts it back down*
*She looks in a mirror and carefully peels the bandage on her chin back, looking at where the bullet hit her*
*She winces as the cold air hits it*
Mara: *calls sleepily* Harry? *walks out into the hallway and into the twins' room* *smiles*
Harry: *is asleep on the rocking chair with Ashton in one arm and Mackenzie in the other*
Mara: *takes out phone* *takes picture* *tweets*
"@MaralieLily: Harry, Ash and Kenzie taking a power nap! 🌸"
(Hiii
jfc my "friend" keeps texting me angry emojis and giving out to me bc i was meant to bring in something for school today like wtf i was sick it's not my fault)
((Tell her to fuck off))
*Quickly puts the bandage back up and drifts to her room to hang her new wardrobe up*
*There's a click, and slowly the warmth begins to recede from the lab, although Adra is not aware of it yet*
*She hangs all her clothes up*
*She nods the goes back to make some food*
(Meera please don't go!)
WELL FFS.
My mum just pointed out that once again, despite Hull being one of England's major cities and major ports, there is nothing about us on the national news because the reporters can't be bothered to come up here.
I'll have you know, we've just experienced major flooding. Eight miles down the coast. Loads of places've been flooded.
My friend apparently almost drowned last night, because she was at the ice rink (she does ice skating), and that flooded. She went outside and there was only a bit of water, she was like paddling in it, and then this huge surge came and it was over her head. Apparently her ice skating instructor rescued her (which was apparently a bit embarrassing). Her mum gto flooded in the car, in the car park I think, and it was all coming in the doors, and she had to be rescued as well. The car park's lower than the building . . . All the ice rink was flooded, and it was all melting and that, so they had to go up to the bar on the first floor. They were stranded there for four hours.
Apparently they wrapped her in tin foil like a chicken to warm her up (the water was freezing; it was like -5 degrees Celsius), and she was given this police jacket, like with his name on the back of it and all, and she still has it. The police were apparently really rubbish and didn't do much. Their car stinks of salt water.
Apparently they were all the time filming it, as well, and she thought it was really insensitive, just standing there filming them at that time. Like, these girls were crying cost they didn't know where their mum was, and this old man almost died (an ambulance came for him), and she practically drowned and her brother was really concerned about her and all, and they were filming it.
Yeah . . .
People were being evacuated yesterday, and everyone was sandbagging their homes and stuff, and stuff.
The A63's been flooded. O_O
It's been very arghhhhhhhh.
And yet.
There is NOTHING
on the national news.
(apparently, according to the reliable source of my mum)
You know the United States of America? You know how it has States? Because it's the United STATES? I hate to STATE the obvious, but . . . XD
Anyway, England is the size of a very small state.
Imagine you live in a small state. If you do live in a small state, this won't be hard.
Imagine that quite a area of your small state gets flooded.
SURELY IT'D BE ON YOUR STATE'S NEWS????
Dammit.
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs Star closely* That sounds really scary... I hope they all will be okay, and I'll keep everyone in my thoughts. I hope you're alright too
Sorry I poofed, just had a very angry facetime with my friend. Yaaaay.
*hugs Adra* Sorryyyy :(
*hugs Star* D:
I hope your friend's alright! That sounds horrible :(
And that always happens here too. Tipperary is very rarely on the news. Tbh, our nearest town usually is, because it's the biggest town in Ireland, but yeah. Idk.
AWH Ireland's just to tiny :3
@Adra: I'm on a big hill, I'm fine. :)
But my friend didn't come to school today and she's in a town that's been flooded. D:
. . . My OTHER friend.
*hugs Adra* *hugs Mara*
It does sound horrible. :/
@Mara: BUT TIPPERARY HAS A FAMOUS SONG!
And, aw. :(
Hull's the City of Culture now though, like, it won out of the whole of Europe (think it was Europe), so we're going to have all these events and it'll be really good for it and my mum was so pleased. :)
However, the top comment on the Twitter about it was this person from around here saying Hull sucked and was full of chavs and my mum was just so angry. -_-
Because everyone around here just thinks Hull's crap.
But yeah.
#ChaseForBookNine
#ChaseForBookNine
:/ *Cuddles Starsies again*
And you know I banged my little toe yesterday (it hit something as I was kajumfing past)?
It's been painful to walk today.
IT WAS ANNOYING.
Although, I got to form and my friend was just saying about how she'd drowned and I was like "Well . . . my little toe hurts . . ."
It seemed a bit insignificant. :P
WHY WON'T BE BROTHER JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP.
*is practically crying from annoyance now beacsue my room feel different when there are people in it and he's talking to me and it makes a noise and this is a bit of an extreme reaction BUT I PROBABLY HAVE A MOOD DISORDER SO SHUT THE FUCK UP*
*has asked him very nicely to go out and he won't* -_-
*but I haven't shouted or anything*
*it's good*
And I said I'd play my DS with my sister today . . .
WHY WILL PEOPLE NOT LEAVE ME ALONE?
IT CHANGES THE WHOLE ATMOSPHERE WHEN HE'S HERE. THIS IS THE ONE NIGHT OF THE WEEK AFTER SCHOOL I GET TO SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING AND WILL PEOPLE STOP RUINING IT?
#ChaseForBookNine
WHEN HE HITS THE BUTTONS ON HIS DS IT MAKES A NOISE.
AND NOW MY HEAD HURTS FROM THE TENSE-NESS, LIKE WHEN YOU CRY EXPECT WITHOUT THE CRYING.
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
*is trying to just come to calmness about it*
Star hun breatheeeeee ahh
Yeah, how is everyone? :)
Does anyone have a non-grumpy method of politely getting siblings out of their rooms?
Whoops, he just started singing and I screamed at him. :P I forgot I wasn't being annoyed.
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: I was doing that. :)
People always seem to tell you to breathe and I'm just like what the fuck I am breathing.
But then you do imagine people telling you to breathe and then you do breathe and it makes no difference whatsoever and I'm like what. XD
*hugs Adra*
#ChaseForBookNine
[Fabi drops the subject after that]
[She and Effie play Calvin-chess]
[Effie's pawn gets to the end and becomes a knight-rook]
[Fabi's bishop makes a peace agreement with Effie's queen, and both stand still and meditate]
[Effie's king decides to go on strike because she hasn't moved him in ages]
[This ends the game]
[They sit back]
Effie: So, I should probably mention, since you were asleep. There's been a war going on.
Fabi: What?
Effie: Oh, just a little one. [Goes on to explain as much as she knows so Fabi isn't totally clueless later]
#ChaseForBook9
Star-- Deep breath, using your diaphragm for maximum oxygen to your head. In through your nose, out through your mouth. Not just breathe normally. Also, I think the element of focusing on your breath is supposed to help.
#ChaseForBook9
Fabi!
See Fabi got it
*hugs Lantern* :)
Hello. :)
Question, btw - is it normal to be really angry for no reason and then to be totally calm a moment later?
(Sorry, I sort fo want to ask people what they find normal and what they don't, as everyone has different definitions of normal. If me going on about things gets irritating, please inform me and I'll stop. You know when I said that I'd probably just get annoyed and say I could do whatever I damn well wanted and carry on? Yeah, that no longer applies. :))
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi Adra [hugs]
Hello Star [hugs]
The fact that your asking suggests that it isn't normal for you?
#ChaseForBook9
Er, no- I'm like that a lot...
@Lantern: THANK you. :)
I'll bear that in mind next time I get ridiculously emotional. :)
Damn though, I'm probably going to start laughing for no reason in a minute. And I really don't want to do that with my brother here. :)
I don't mind him being here anymore though. *nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: Good. :)
@Lantern: Nope, it is normal for me. :P I generally get very very angry and then soon afterwards I'm completely over it.
. . . Which means it has been normal foREVer.
Oh.
Good to know. *nods*
Sorry. I'm pretty sure I must be irritating people by now.
What's up with everyone? Or down with everyone? Or in the middle with everyone? :)
#ChaseForBooknine
Star it would be on the news, it doesnt make sense why flooding is not on the national news
@Zaf: It is NOT on the fucking news.
(Not angry at you, btw. :) Angry at the news people.)
Because Hull's Hull, and the national news people are all from Southern places or whatever and can't be bothered to come up here and film, plus they don't want to come here or whatever. -_-
It's not on the news. And it should be.
Grr.
How are you, Zaf? :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Ooh, hey though, we're on the BBC news website. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Im tired and msd as i have math next
@Zaf: Okay. :/
Well, it's okay to be tired, because it's FRIDAY! *bounces around like an enthusiastic person*
#ChaseForBookNine
Not a lot, actually...
*nods to Star*
How is my ship? Mah babes
I want to end the week already, supposedly we're getting 2-4in of snow here
@Adra: Ooh, that reminds me, I was quite happily writing before I had to go to sleep . . .
They're okay. :) Was thinking about them today. Well, that story is general, but. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
'pparenly flooding is on the news, but Hull isn't.
Yaaaaay . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
*sobs* But I love them. They're my friends!
Yeah we are
Overnight expect 1-4in possible higher amounts in northern counties, im northern on a mountain. Yuuup higher amounts here
Zaf, I've been meaning to ask you. Is there any way I could use a character that works for Mevolent? Like, I can make my own character, but I just want to make sure it's okay with you and doesn't mess up your plot, since I don't really know Mevolent's "big picture plan" if there is one.
#ChaseForBook9
2-4*
Joys
@Zaf: Ooh! Cool! :) :)
@Adra: Okay? :)
I wish I could tell you they loved you too, but they don't regard you THAT highly. :P
I still need to rp them out of the other dimension . . . *nods thoughtfully*
#ChaseForBookNine
Sure Fabi. Just if you want to know what he plans...uh i can email you sometime today as i hafta go to maths in like 3min
I feel like going to sleep, except I'm not tired . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
Yeah, I know Star :P They don't particularly like me. I don't blame them. I can be annoying
*math?
You're American:P
It rubs off on me! Gaaah I spelled favorite with a u and had my teacher think i was crazy and managed to justify my spelling...
Okay, thanks Zaf.
I won't start anything now.
#ChaseForBook9
*She stretches a little, the herbs in her tea soothing the ache in her skull*
Mmm
@Zaf: Aww! The other . . . week? . . . Sir was telling us how to spell words, and I asked if we could spell it the American way, and he said no, beacsue we were English, not American, and I pointed out that the American spelling was technically correct, but still no . . . :P
I mostly prefer our spellings, but on the words where we spell it with an 's' and you spell it with a 'z', your way is cooler. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: Oh, they like you more than they pretend they do. :) But Ez doesn't really like you at all. XD
Hunter just generally gets very interested in people, often, and then he likes them whether he likes them or not, often, which doesn't really make sense, but . . *frowns, trying to get it straight in my head*
#ChaseForBookNine
🌸 I am the diamond you left in the dust
I am the future you lost in the past
Seems like I never compared
Wouldn't notice if I disappeared
You stole the love that I saved for myself
And I watched you give it to somebody else
But these scars no longer I hide
I found the light you shut inside
Couldn't love me if you tried
Am I still not good enough?
Am I still not worth that much?
I'm sorry for the way my life turned out
Sorry for the smile I'm wearing now
Guess I'm still not good enough
Does it burn
Knowing I used all the pain?
Does it hurt
Knowing you're fuel to my flame?
Don't look back
Don't need your regrets
Thank God you left my love behind
Couldn't change me if you tried
Am I still not good enough?
Am I still not worth that much?
I'm sorry for the way my life turned out
Sorry for the smile I'm wearing now
Guess I'm still not good enough
Release your curse
'Cause I know my worth
Those wounds you made are gone
You ain't seen nothing yet
Your love wore thin
And I never win
You want the best
So sorry that's clearly not me
This is all I can be
Am I still not good enough?
Am I still not worth that much?
I'm sorry for the way my life turned out
Sorry for the smile I'm wearing now
Guess I'm still not good enough 🌸
Excuse me i need to murder someone for getting milk on my LSODM copy
@Mara: That's an amazing song. :)
Hello. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
@Zaf: OH MY GOSH.
I would be so angry if that happened to me. :O
#ChaseForBookNine
[hugs Maralily]
#ChaseForBook9
Hello *hugs Star*
I know! I can't help my true nature but I just wish they were my friends *creys*
*hugs Fabibubbles*
@Adra: Um.
Sorry? :P
They'll probably get over you Ezter-ing them sooner or later, though. :)
Or they would if they were in this dimension. -_-
I SWEAR, HUNTER IS SO ANNOYING SOMETIMES. HE JUST GOES OFF AND DOES THINGS.
#ChaseForBookNine
So you've said before *nods*
Is there a rule again repetititivism? :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Er...no
*She eventually gives up, collapsing into a ball on the floor, feeling like a thousand knives are stabbing into her skull*
Fabi: [Stands] Well, that would've been nice to know a while ago.
Effie: I didn't want you to faint. I was under the impression that you'd had enough of being unconscious for a while.
Fabi: Fair enough. Though I don't usually faint.
Effie: Ami was worried, though.
Fabi: Ami's always worried.
Effie: That doesn't mean she doesn't have reason to be! Now shut up and eat your porridge!
Fabi: Effie?
Effie: What?
Fabi: There isn't any porridge.
Effie: Of course not! Why would there be?
Fabi: Well, nice talking to you!
Effie: Bye! May the Force be with you!
[Fabi leaves] [Effie yawns and walks over to her computer]
#ChaseForBook9
Very dead.
*her ringtone plays for her phone*
*She picks it up*
Hmmmm?
Adra? Is this you?
Mm.
Okay... I'm calling to inform you that we're in Mongolia..
*Her eyes widen* Mm-mm-m-ma?
What are you doing?
...
Adrasdos Dark, why aren't you speaking? Are you hurt?
...
...
...
...
Mmhm.
Adra! Why haven't you fixed yourself yet?
...
*She stops* *Very quietly* Adrian came from the other dimension.
What, so you think it's okay to suffer for something you didn't do to that one?
*She doesn't answer*
Adra, go get yourself healed, or I'll call Priya. Okay? Okay.
I actually have to go now, but I'll see you soon and bring Trip back to you, okay? In the mean time, try not to stay alone. He'll find you if you are.
Mmhmm.
Okay... Stay safe then. *he hangs up*
[Liz Herald walks through Blogland, thinking]
[She can see why Fabi likes spending time here, it's nice, even if a bit burnt]
#ChaseForBook9
*She carefully gets up, putting on a jacket and boots, weary* *She grabs her tea and steps outside, careful of the ice*
""It's always darkest before the dawn, Todd."
I look at him, baffled. "No, it ain't! What kinda stupid saying is that? It's always lightest before the dawn!""
*laughs*
#ChaseForBookNine
((Heh. Words.))
*Adra steps out into the snow, looking about curiously*
[Liz looks around curiously, with the sudden feeling she's being watched]
#ChaseForBook9
((Sorry, hadn't intended to use the same wording as Adra))
#ChaseForBook9
Happy birthday to ME
Happy birthday to ME
Happy Birthday to meeeeeee
Happy Birthday to me!
:D
...
Because I just had to get first when I came on XD
Happy birthday, Saph! *Cuddles*
*If Adra can see her, she glances pensively at Liz*
*She sits on the small swing on her porch*
HAVE A HAPPY SAPPHY BIRTHDAY
AND IN CASE YOU DIDN'T HERE
OH, BY TAFFY HAVE A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAPPHY
THIS YEAR
#ChaseForBook9
*HEAR
#ChaseForBook9
Happy birthday Saph
Thanks Adra :3 *hugs*
Msd at any time, my brother is frantically running around the house looking for my present. As soon as he finds it, I'll probably have to go :(
*Thinks of a ded*
[Liz glances briefly at Adra, then looks up as she hears the buzzing of a helicopter]
#ChaseForBook9
Or Zaffy. Zaffy works as a rhyme there, too.
Not sure if that makes any more sense than taffy, but take your pick!'
#ChaseForBook9
Okay bby *cuddles Saph* How old are you?
*Adra still swings, feeling like her head will explode*
*She walks out into the snow, and begins to make a snowman*
[Liz runs into the woods, hoping the people in the helicopter didn't see her]
#ChaseForBook9
*Laughs* Thanks Fabi and Zaf *tackleglomps them*
((Adra; I'm 14 now.))
I ded to friendships, because for me, that's what this year was all about. I've lost old friendships, gained new ones, and we've all grown that little bit older, more mature. Last year, I don't think I would've believed my friends could change this much :)
But the biggest friendship change? Last birthday, I didn't know who the Bloglandians were o_O
Soooo, I ded to all of you wonderful, funny, intelligent, crazy, kind, loyal people who welcomed me here. This is where I feel happiest, because you make me feel I belong. You've opened my eyes to so much and brightened up my life, so... thank you. I love you all ;) *hugs*
Ahh, my brother finally found my present (in the cat's bed. Don't ask me what it was doing there.) I have to go :'( I'll be back later. Bye! *hugs everyone*
Bye Sapphy! [hugs] Happy birthday!
#ChaseForBook9
*Raises glass* hear hear!
*Glances up at the helicopter as she sculpts*
@Saph: Happy birthday! :)
That's an amazing ded. :) We love you too. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) I love you, and I love Blogland, and yes. :)
And - I'm over a year older than you. O_O Funny. I wouldn't have guessed you were a year younger than me.
#ChaseForBookNine
[Helicopter is black with a logo with a white silhouette of a girl with really wild hair on the door]
[It circles over Blogland]
#ChaseForBook9
*She looks up and silently wills the loud drone to shut up*
[Someone parachutes out of the helicopter, which flies away]
#ChaseForBook9
*Sighs, shaking. Her head and tentatively touching the bandage on the side of her face, building her snowman further* *She puts some snow over the bandage on her leg and her arm as well*
((Fabrooooo?))
((Adraaaaa))
((Sorry.))
#ChaseForBook9
((It's okay))
*She looks whist fully at the bar and sighs, still making her snowman*
I might be here . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
Happy birthday Saph *huggles*
Anyone rping that isn't really doing a plot? I'm in a RP mood idk
((Hullo Star care to join me?))
((I'm making a snow man no hate))
@Mara: My characters are stuck in another dimension! D:
But I can probably get them out.
Wait a minute.
*bear in mind that this might get much more complex than I intend. Writing often seems to work like that*
#ChaseForBookNine
[Hailey lands in the forest]
Liz? Hey, Liz!
[Liz doesn't come out. She isn't an idiot]
Hailey: Aw, don't be that way! 'Cause if you don't talk, Ioux said he'd tell us that secret you don't want us to know.
Liz: [Jumps down from a tree, behind Hailey, pointing Chelsea at her] He's in jail.
Hailey: You know Ioux. Jail can't hold him.
Liz: Get to the point, Hailey. What is it that you want?
Hailey: Didn't you get the envelope? We left it with the American Grand Mage.
Liz: Haven't seen her.
Hailey: Well, then, I suppose you'd better go do that.
#ChaseForBook9
(Or you can play with me, Star!)
*She decorates the snowman slightly, putting some snow against the side of her face where she was shot in the jaw*
((Fabi and Effie are both available, Mara.))
Liz: I don't want to. I don't like Grand Mages.
Hailey: Oh, I know. Can't stand people who are better than you. That's why you don't have a lot of friends.
#ChaseForBook9
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