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 4801 – 4966 of 4966@Zaf: It wasn't that you were ignoring Death. It was that you were ignoring her (which was understandable) and then moaning that everyone was ignoring YOU when she wasn't.
Once again, not trying to offend. Not mad at you rn.
And even if I do get mad at you
that's okay
because positives equal negatives
and stuffles. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi Trip and Adra, btw. :) I'm not roleplay as of this second, so this is me acknowledging your worthful existences.
Why is worthful not a word?
#ChaseForBookNine
((I'm actually rejigging that rps plot at the moment. And I have to finish creating a new game to be played at my warhammer club. Bear with me, hopefully I'll be done by tonight or tomorrow.))
#ChaseForBook9
((I don't want to deal with this anymore.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Tithe came along.....and well, put me in this really weird state between life and death. He's a Dark Caster so, he's a bit of a prick))
*roleplaying
#ChaseForBookNine
Thanks Star.
And Trip I don't like a lot of people but I don't tell it to their faces
Hey, Rhydian! :) *waves*
Same applies to you about the roleplay acknowledgement thing. :)
@Lantern: Then don't. :) *hugs* Talk to me, roleplay with them, something. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Me neither. My new year's resolution is never to get involved with that again. It's too stressful. And sort of compromises some promises I made to myself about control over my ow emotions. So that will be my last word on the matter.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! *streamers fall from the sky*))
#ChaseForBook9
((I'm sorry, Fabi... Hopefully it'll be finished soon *hug*
And no problem, Twip.
Hi Star :)
KK Rhydian. *nods*))
((Well, not in between life and death. Just kinda trapped inside my own mind))
((*whispers to Zaf, giggling* I know you hate me... I just don't care! *runs of giggling, and eats a cookie in the corner*))
#ChaseForBook9
((Excuse me for one moment))
#ChaseForBook9
((Wait what the hell do I do OMG Rhydian!))
*She peers at him* It's like he's in a coma... Or something...
((K))
Blake: I think I'll be able to help him...But I'll have to use magic. But I'm not allowed! Er....I have to save him.
Some people believe in telling people to their faces when they don't like them, others believe in being sneaky about it, others wobble about on the line between the two.
To be honest, all three of those options don't seem very desirable.
#ChaseForBookNine
*to me
#ChaseForBookNine
((I know, right, Star? It's always just that someone ends up getting screwed in the end.))
How do you plan to do so, Blake?
*sighs* I'm not retalliating to that. No. Not gonna do it. *clenches fists* I will not reply to Trip
@Adra: :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Quill is literally my only major character not embroiled in my current RP. She was, but... NEW PLOT!))
*walks thoughtfully up to the bar, taking out some keys*
#ChaseForBook9
((Zaf, your character still has the envelope, correct?))
[Walks into Blogland, looking for someone, anyone.]
#ChaseForBook9
Blake: *places hand on Rhydian's chest* *closes his eyes with concentration*
Rhydian: *blinks* *breathes* *voice is quiet and sore* Blake...what have you done?
Blake: Sorry. I had to save you.
((Wait, who- OH YEAH))
*Spots both people out the window curiously*
Hmm.
Rhydian, what has happened?
(Yeah Zaf does I think)
((D: RHYDIAN. YOU'RE KILLING ME.))
#ChaseForBookNine
*unlocks the door and goes inside, sits at a chair, dropping the keys on the table in front of her*
This sucks. Everything sucks.
#ChaseForBook9
Tithe wanted Blake...I said no, and tjen...I can't remember. Blake you should have left me to whatever fate was intended for me. *hugs Blake*
I... *She sighs* Okay... You aren't hurt any more, are you?
((Would now be a good time for Liz to come for it? I don't see any way of turning it into a longer plot, though.))
((Like, once Liz opens the envelope, she'll probably want to just leave.))
((Or she might tell Zaf some things))
#ChaseForBook9
"Everything sucks and I can prove it
Everybody dies, shuffle on, remove it"
(Sorry, you said 'everything sucks'. :P)
#ChaseForBookNine
*She notices her snow is gone*
Excuse me for a sec, Rhyd.
*She leaps from the window, falling awkwardly in the snow*
*She lies there with her face in the cold, relishing the numbness*
Rhydian: *is shaking loads* Being trapped in your own mind...Not the most pleasant experiences. *cries* just bad memories
(Yeah you can get it Zaf's just kinda there atm)
((There as in where?))
#ChaseForBook9
*she lifts her head and calls up to him* HELL, RIGHT! *She winces and buries her head again*
Blake can you get me a drink please? Don't feel too good.
Blake: Sure
(In the treehouse not doing much besides stuff for the Sanctuary and Ravel is with her but he's doing the same so you can go by them)
*hears Adra faintly in the distance* Huh? *walks over to the window and looks out*
#ChaseForBook9
*She sighs, and checks herself in the mirror- her bruise almost black against her very pale akin* *She looks up at Rhydian*
RHYDIAN... I'll... I'll have to be back, my jaws hurting... I'm sorry..
*Sge shakily gets to her feet, holding her face painfully* *She pulls her sleeve over her cut and carved arm and staggers up to her feet*
[She looks around, trying to decide which building is the best place to look for a Grand Mage]
[She walks forward a few more steps, then sees Adra leaping from the window]
[She frowns, then wonders whether to go help]
#ChaseForBook9
[Sees Adra get to get feet and focuses again on the subject at hand]
[Walks towards the bar and the treehouses, squinting upwards at the latter]
#ChaseForBook9
*walks out onto the balcony of the treehouse* Ugh...cold
It's fine Adra.....
Blake: Here you go
Cheers. Watch TV if ya want.
Blake: But I want to stay here, with you.
No. I...just need time to myself ok mate? *cries* I'm fine. Now go....please.
Blake: OK. *goes downstairs to watch TV*
*steps outside calling to Fabi* Hey! You need help?
#ChaseForBook9
*She notices the door of the bar open and feels a flash of hope that Trip is back*
*She feels someone take her arm, and glances up at the dark haired person*
*Quietly* Gods... Why are you back?
*Adrian smiles, and helps her along, and she's too weak and weary and headache-y to do anything about it*
*Liz
[Calls back] I'm good. [Under breath] For now, at least.
[Looks up at Zaf] Um, excuse me, ma'am? Apparently someone left an envelope with you?
#ChaseForBook9
Was it you that just shouted?
#ChaseForBook9
*She winces slightly as Adrian's grip on her cut arm tightens* *She hisses* I can walk on my own.
*He smirks back* It's a son's responsibility..
*looks down at Liz* Yes. Did you need it...? I have it if you do.
No, I think it was her. [Gestures in the direction of Adra]
[To Zaf] Yeah, apparently I do. Would you mind...?
#ChaseForBook9
*Adra glances at Quill, confused for a moment, stirring to remember her name- then she remembers, and nods*
Oh! Thanks! *turns to Adra* Are you all right?
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah sure. *goes inside and takes the envolope shadow-walking down by Liz* Here you go *hands it to her*
Blake: *here's Rhydian cry out* *runs upstairs* Rhydian! What's wrong?
Rhydian: Sorry...accidentally dropped the glass....scared me
Blake: You ok Rhyds? Don't seem yourself.
Rhydian: I...er...*collapses on bed* who am I? What's going on? I'm scared.
Blake: Rhydian, you're really scaring me now.
*Adra nods, smiling* Yes. Are you?
Yes. You look like you've seen a ghost. And in my experience, that means you probably have.
#ChaseForBook9
Rhydian: Madness is not a state of mind. Insanity is a place. And I was there...oh my god I was inside madness
*She becomes very acutely aware of Adrian at that moment*
Hmm. No, it's just cold outside. And I'm naturally pale. *She smiles again*
[Nods in thanks]
[Peels the envelope open and studies the file inside, her eyebrows raising]
[Looks up at Zaf again and makes a decision]
[Tucks the file away]
[Lists the names of six important-ish Sanctuary people, three American, an English, an Italian and an Australian]
They're about to be targeted by a group of insane people. It's probably best to warn them. Would you mind taking care of that?
#ChaseForBook9
((I actually really love that quote, Rhydian.. :0))
Blake: Rhyds, just stay in bed ok? I'm going to get help.
Rhydian: No! Please no! They'll kill me!
Blake: No they won't, you're safe
Rhydian: You in on it......YOU WANT TO KILL ME TOO!!!!!
Oh...certaintly. I'll inform their Grand Mages and my three mages....*eyes darken* Why are they being targetted?
*Priya leaps through Rhydian's window and rolls*
*She moves Blake to the side and looks at Rhydian closely*
((RHYDIAN! *screams* YOU'RE KILLING MY FEELS!))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Thanks Adra, I love it too!))
Rhydian: *grabs Blake* I don't want to die!!!
Blake: HELP!!
Oooh! *in a sing song voice* Someone's getting paranoid!
#ChaseForBook9
"I begin to notice
Every battle ever fought, every thought
Imploding in my head!"
That describes how I've been feeling over the past few days really well. *nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
*She gives Quill a look* *She feels the pain in her jaw come back and scoops up some snow*
*Her voice is slightly muffled* I'm not paranoid..
Blake: Somethings wrong. I think his minds broken
Rhydian: *let's go and sobs on floor*
((That sounds like a Dickinson, Star.))
I haven't the slightest idea.
[Sifts through the file again]
[Frowns]
Possibly because they've all been interested in the Petersky Meteorite. Don't quote me on that, though.
#ChaseForBook9
((Bear in mind, Priya is unable to speak, so unless Blake understands sign language, she may need a pad of paper))
*Priya looks at Rhydian, the brushes his hair to the sides, lifting his chin so she's looking aat his eyes*
Not you, the guy in there. *points at Rhydian's house*
#ChaseForBook9
Oh god....*sighs* Okay I'll inform them. I have to...
Ravel: *goes by Zafira* Is everything alright?
((Blake doesn't know sign language))
Rhydian: What's going on?
Blake: Nothing, you're fine. Just relax
Right. Of course...
*Adrian pulls on her arm again and she stifles a cry in pain, and reluctantly follows*
I apologize, Quill. I appear to have things to attend to.
[Was already uncomfortable enough around one Grand Mage, takes a step back around two, putting the file away]
I think I should go now.
#ChaseForBook9
*Priya lightly smacks Rhydian, then grabs his arm and a pen, drawing symbols on it*
I'll come with you. It's not like I have anything better to do.
#ChaseForBook9
You don't have to be afraid of Ravel and I.
Rave: I'm sorry.
[Twitches slightly]
I'm not.
#ChaseForBook9
*Adrian speaks for the first time to her* That shouldn't be necessary, Ms. Quill. It's rather droll, alchemy business. It isn't that interesting.
"They all lost their dad, or their wife just died, or they never got to go outside -
SHUT UP
Nobody gives a fuck
It doesn't change the fact that you suck!"
*leaves to go to dinner* *wasn't really here anyway*
#ChaseForBookNine
(Can Quill hear Adrian? Or see him?)
#ChaseForBook9
(Byes Star)
#ChaseForBook9
Are you sure?
Ravel: *nods* Okay. Well I...
Okay I'll go get what needs to be done.
Ravel: what? I-
Aro: *steps from behind Zafira knife to her neck* I'll be borrowing her.
(Yes, she can. He's 100% there.)
(Okay I sound stupid, who is playing Quill?
((Bye BBY! *cuddles*))
[Pulls out a gun and points it at Aro]
That's not very nice. Didn't your mummy ever tell you not to interrupt? Wait until we've finished speaking.
#ChaseForBook9
((It's Trip :3. Check the profile, that's what I do. But, actually, I remembered but anyway))
((Bye Star!))
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Star))
((Is Rhydian/me sane now?))
((It depends on if you wish him to be- it can help him keep his mind, or he can be alright- whichever works best for your plot))
Aro: *backs away laughing* Woah okay relax. *walks away*
*looks a little shaken* Right. Okay that was slightly scary.
(The high lord of the hobbits.)
I think anything's more interesting than having no one to talk to about your turtle dying, and then remembering that they're all of risking their lives. I'll come.
#ChaseForBook9
Okay, I seriously did not expect that to work. Who was that?
#ChaseForBook9
((Rhydian can be alright-ish))
Blake: Want to watch A Christmas Carol?
Rhydian: *incredibly tired* yeah, why not?
*Blake and Rhydian both watch A Christmas Carol*
*She takes the "risking their lives" comment the best she can*
*Adrian nods, retaining his composure* Of course. Come along. *He let's go of Adra's arm and walks ahead*
*She trudges after*
*Priya looks back and forth, hands Blake a sheet of paper with her phone number, and slips easily out the window, and away*
Aro. He's a Sense-Warden under Mevolent.
Blake: Thanks Priya
*Priya lands into the snow, falling underneath it and out of sight, about 3 feet into the snow drift*
*She giggles*
*runs up alongside Adra*
So, how's life been treating you?
#ChaseForBook9
*invisibly
*She half-smiles* Alright, I suppose- yourself?
Well that's just lovely.
[Tilts head] I wonder if Hailey's allied herself with that lot. It wouldn't surprise me.
You should probably shadow-walk away now or something.
#ChaseForBook9
I think I ought to *shadow-walks*
Ravel: *looks a little unsure*
Eh, my magical turtle died. He was pretty cool. And my dad won't get off my back about how I need to "settle down", "find an agreeable enough person to spend my life with". "You're eighty nine, do you want to be single forever?".
He means well. He just doesn't want me to end up like him. A partnerless old warrior, with no one to spend time with but others in the same position.
Doesn't sound too bad to me...
#ChaseForBook9
[Frowns at Ravel]
In case something happens to her. [Lists the names again] are being targeted by some insane people. I thought I'd pass along the warning. You should probably leave, too, while you can.
#ChaseForBook9
*Thoughtul frown
#ChaseForBook9
Maybe I'm appearing now.
Need to do art homework.
#ChaseForBookNine
Ravel: very well. And I'll be fine. She can't defend herself at all...I'm working with her in fighting. But I shall pass along the word.
*Her smile falls down a bit as they near the lab* It's actually very awful, Quill. If you aren't ready to find someone, then that's always alright- but being alone is rather painful. And you don't want that.
*She unlocks the door, and Adrian walks in before her* *She steps in as well, slipping her shoes off and grabbing a blanket*
((STAR! *huggles* That's okay- homework first *nods*))
(Herrow again Star.)
Maybe in a couple hundred years. *steps in*
#ChaseForBook9
[Nods]
Okay, then.
[Turns and walks in the direction of the forest]
#ChaseForBook9
*She nods* Maybe..
*Adrian retreats upstairs to the office, slamming the door* *Adra winces at the ringing in her ears from that* Hell... *She discretely gets herself some tea, enjoying the warm numbing in her jaw* *She sighs with the relief as the wRmth speeds to her arm and her stitched leg*
Can I get you anything to drink, Quill?
Very strong brandy if you don't mind.
What's his deal?
Who is he? What is this place?
*mumbles* So many questions...
#ChaseForBook9
BYE!
#ChaseForBook9
*She shrugs, and pours her a glass*
His name is Adrian, and... He's just an angry personality. As for this place, it's my lab- my medical bay, my home, what have you... It's many things, and serves many purposes.
((I might become slightly distant in a few... We're at an outside market...))
((Bye Rhyds! *hugs*))
And why is he acting like he owns it? *downs the brandy*
Och, that's better.
#ChaseForBook9
Mm... *She shrugs* *A little sadly* That's just the way he grew up to be...
But I can assure you, the lab is mine.
I think you need to show him who's boss.
I know Trip's bar won't take shit from anyone, or his house.
#ChaseForBook9
Ravel: well....okay. *goes inside by Zafira to find her in a corner* Get. Out. Aro.
Aro: Ah finally came to your senses?
Ravel: *snaps palm and sends Aro into a wall and grabs the Sense-Warden holdinghim against said wall* You may be a Sense-Warden, but I am not bout to have you get my wife killed
Once Liz is alone, she looks at the contents of the envelope again. There's a file on each of the targets, with handwritten notes on the side, like "drinks his coffee so strong, he won't notice a little nightshade in the mix" or "Obsessed with collecting antique guitars."
On the first page is a little post-it note, which she reads over again.
Your orders are to kill. If you don't, Ioux will tell us all your little secret. This had better be good.
-HH
#ChaseForBook9
*She smiles* It isn't that simple but I'll remember that.
Good...
*sits*
So who is he?
#ChaseForBook9
*She takes a deep breath* Oh, what the hell.
He's not from here. He's from another dimension. But.. From this one, he was my son.
Oh.
Can I kill him?
#ChaseForBook9
Why would you do that?
I don't like him.
#ChaseForBook9
...neither do I...
Isn't he your son?
#ChaseForBook9
Yes... He is, but... I'm rather conflicted about it.
I mean- *she points to her blackened jaw* He did shoot me in the face... Among other things.
He's awful.. So it's a difficult situation
Liz walks around in the woods, thinking about what to do. She ruled out actually killing the people ages ago. She knows Hailey well enough to know that she wouldn't just leave it at that. Liz has no desire to do Hailey's dirty work for all eternity.
She's also pretty sure that Ioux will try to use the "big secret" for his own gain, which probably means he won't just tell Hailey, he'll try to manipulate her in some way. Perhaps he already has.
Liz can't believe that's what she's depending on.
#ChaseForBook9
((Lemon-Rosemary Sorbet
I'm sobbing icicles))
Hi :)
((Hello, Saph!!
..Trip? *pokes))
((Mm. That sounds good actually.))
((Dad: You can go outside now. It's eighteen degrees. It's warming up.))
((Me: WHY IS THERE NO SNOW))
((Dad: [Launches into detailed meteorological explanation))
((Me: That was a rhetorical question, but thanks.))
((Dad: Any time.))
#ChaseForBook9
((I have actually around a foot of snow...))
That sounds like my dad XD There definitely won't be any snow here- summer's started early.
Hey, Adra! *hugs*
(Coating :/)
((I only have frost and freezingness!))
((Hi Sapphy! [hugs]))
#ChaseForBook9
((Hey Sapphyyyy
It's very cold, though..))
*hugs Fabi*
*hugs Zaf, too*
((Freeeeeeeeeeeezinggg))
#ChaseForBook9
*She hums then goes to her powder too did a second to wrap up her arm again*
(Msd though we are going to get the Christmas tree and im in the car)
((JESUS and here I am- two different people almost hitting me with their cars))
Okay Zaf :)
Adra; :(
We're getting the Christmas tree up today after my friends have left. (They're all asleep right now, looking adorable)
((My mom's allergic, so we gave a false tree. *nods*))
http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1104475307058729066&postID=2863964365868401247&isPopup=true
((We have a fake tree as well. It's ten years old?))
#ChaseForBook9
(Ah....*shrugs* I like getting the tree)
That was the link for the next post...
And I feel ya, Fabs. Woo!))
Don't get me wrong- that used to be my favorite thing to do, Zaf. But my mom can't breathe around the and had to wear surgical masks. I mean, not breathing. It was bad..
We have a false tree, because my dad doesn't believe in cutting down real trees every year. Also, our cat sometimes tries to eat real pine trees, so that might be a little bit of a problem.
*Goes to link*
Ah. Oh gtg be back an hohrish?
Mine
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