Wayyyyyyy too busy to write a proper Blog thingy- you'll be happy to know that I am 13,320 words into Book 8- but can I just ask why I have so many Twitter followers?
I DON'T TWEET ANYTHING.
I don't even know how to re-tweet. Or do anything.
I also only follow two people- Gina Carano, who rarely tweets, and Ronda Rousey, who only stops tweeting when she's asleep.
In fact, on the run-up to her UFC debut in February, Ronda and her mum have organised this cool "feed the hungry" competition. Basically, you log on, answer some questions, and for every answer you get right, the advertisers on the site donate 10 grains of rice to the World Food Program. It's free, it's fun, you're helping people AND you're proving how much smarter you are than your fellow Minions.
How could you resist?
Go to Ronda's mum's blog (her mum is a Judo blackbelt... how cool is that?), follow the link and try your luck.
http://drannmaria.blogspot.com
Also, for all you Twitter people, could you take a picture of the Ronda Rousey mention in chapter 52 of KOTW and send it to her? I would, but I haven't a clue how. My genius lies in other areas. Like cookies.
And on an unrelated note...
Big congratulations to Em and Chase.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3201 – 3400 of 4963 Newer› Newest»It is a long story. A five-hundred year long story. And I would very much like to hit Adra in the face, if that's all the same to you.
*grimaces, but I like the poetic element you have
Ah. That being the case, I haven't the slightest idea where she is, and if you'd like to avoid any serious injury you ought to leave now.
#ChaseForBook9
*frowns, tilting her head to the side and drawing further*
((Alright then, Death. I suppose I ought to bid you farewell.))
#ChaseForBook9
*is torn between Adra and a strong sense of self-preservation*
*sizes up Niccolo*
*decided he can't take him*
. . . Well.
This is interesting, isn't it?
*reaches down shirt*
*pulls out golden medallion*
I am certainly not leaving until I find Adra.
*presses medallion*
*disappears in a flash of brilliantly bright light*
(Goodbye, Death . . .)
*finds himself in a plain, white landscape*
*looks around*
*sees a faded version of Niccolo*
*sees a faded Precocious*
*looks away quickly*
*sees a faded Adra in the distance*
*smiles*
*walks towards her faded after-image*
Hmm... *finishes the sketch and nods, tucking it away* Later, then
*teleports to Adra* Oscar Neurotic is here, and apparently eager to fight you for some reason. I imagine he'll arrive here soon enough, so I thought I'd arrive before he did. Please do not feel obligated to cease your drawing.
#ChaseForBook9
*stops a few yards from Adra*
*turns a dial on the medallion*
*Adra's image becomes more and more solid, coming into focus as if she is being viewed through a camera lens*
*the world snaps into existence around Oscar*
*he is standing near Adra*
*sees Niccolo*
Oh shit.
So it seems. I appreciate the warning.
Oscar darling, how kind to join us
*tosses a knife at Oscar's stomach* Hello again.
#ChaseForBook9
Hello, Adra.
*bows*
Doctor speaks most highly of you. I've heard nothing but good things.
*leaps gracefully out of the way*
Please, let's not be juvenile.
*shield of light springs up around him*
Well this is about to get interesting
Mad but
You touch Adra I kill
*nods*
I'm always interesting.
*hesitates*
That sounded weird. Did that sound weird?
I'm so terribly insecure, you see . . .
You're an idiot.
*smirks* Now you've become interesting. You posses one of the few disciplines I don't already have. Shall I remedy that? *tosses a few shadows at his shield, waiting to see what will happen*
#ChaseForBook9
It did sound a tiny bit weird.
*coughs into hand*
*wipes off hand*
You have done something, Adra, that I didn't think anyone was capable of doing. You have messed some shit up . . .
Can you die Oscar? Go die
*shadows shatter against the shield*
*smirks*
"There is no darkness where there is light, but there is always light in the darkness."
Heard that one before, Croatoan?
Have I? Howabout that
...And if you attempt to harm her, you'll die for it. Slowly and painfully. I've had 564 years to learn the best ways to make people scream.
I have, in fact, heard it. If you know my name, is it safe for me to assume you'd know of my discipline as well, or must I explain it?
#ChaseForBook9
...Yeah. And I'm here too. *walks up and tentatively reaches out a hand, attempting to push through the shield*
#ChaseForBook9
(Niccolò, let me just add that is really creepy/scary....))
Oh, yay, Niccolò's got a new friend... *Watches patiently for a time to come in*
*smiles politely*
I know about you too, Croatoan, from Doctor. She respects you . . .
*looks disgusted*
Do you know what it is to work towards a single, unalterable goal for the whole of your life, then find it snatched from you at the last moment in the worst way possible?
*whispers* And now I can't even kill her and feel good about it. It's killing an innocent, now, not a lifelong enemy.
And what caused her to do such a miserably idiotic thing?
You did, Adra.
Made my life hell, now.
I intend to kill you.
And then, maybe,
kill her.
Or maybe not.
I haven't decided yet.
*makes death bubble* Go. I kill if you do not
*glances at Aretha*
Ah! You must be Aretha.
*smiles*
Charmed.
Now please.
Don't touch my shield, kay? You're covered in germs.
Good luck with that, friend. I'm afraid there isn't anything that can be done in that
*glances at Zafira*
*seems taken aback*
Oh . . .
A Grand Mage.
*looks suddenly uncertain*
*glares intensely at Oscar* That's assuming you'll live past today. And if you think you can get away with killing my friends, you won't.
#ChaseForBook9
Two Grand Mages, Actually. Yeah. Hi.
I am Zafira Keirras Grand Mage of America. I rule on the Surprme Council I advise you to leave before I involve my colleages national and international
*Tries to glare through the shield, infusing the action with magic*
(Oscar, Doctor or Annika, my powers are pretty much destroying with a glare and gravity manipulation!))
*pushes harder at shield* Does it just not break?
...Oh! Oh, wait a second, guys, I've got this. *goes over to the river and breaks the ice with a fist, then reaches down and grabs a few fistfuls of mud* *walks back over and smears them all over the shield* *carefully observes Oscar*
#ChaseForBook9
Adra, I'm afraid there's no recourse. After all . . .
*shrugs*
What do I know except killing?
And cleaning.
I do know that.
*glares at Aretha*
I've lived this long with one of the greatest monster hunters who ever lived trying to kill me at every turn.
I will survive you.
*pauses*
*then smiles*
But alas . . .
. . . I am tragically outnumbered.
*stops*
*slowly looks at Aretha*
*looks at his shield*
*whispers* . . . bitch.
Oh, also, I'm an Elder, if that counts. *points to Niccolò* and he created the Black Plague. And a few others too. And started a few wars. Basically, you're way out of your league.
#ChaseForbook9
Yep. Go figure, Oscar
I did not live for 500 years by being an idiot.
*pulls out medallion*
*compresses it*
*disappears in a flash of violent light*
*voice echoes* Don't make an enemy of me, Aretha . . .
*yells to the air* I'll make an enemy of whoever thinks they can kill my friends!
#ChaseForBook9
*finds himself in an all-white plane of existence*
*the white stripe in his hair gets a little bigger*
*walks away from the distant, flickering images of Niccolo, Adra, Aretha, Death, and Zafira*
(I'll be a sec . . . gotta change my profile picture . . .)
Hmm. *sits again, drinking from her water bottle*
Aretha calm. We are safe for now
Uh... *Walks over* I was not responsible for that. *Holds up her hands*
*sighs deeply* We're all fine then, yeah? That was sort of pathetic, actually...
#ChaseForBook9
*sits up wearily, just in time to see the bright flash of light*
*her face goes oddly blank*
*gets up*
*runs toward the place where the light was*
*coughs harshly into her elbow, coming away red* *hlares at it* *tucks her hands in her pockets*
Death! *tacklehugs*
#ChaseForBook9
*stumbles into clearing*
What happened?
Look lets breathe eh? Niccolò would kill if we died he has caring lets relax the man is gone for now
*glares
*Figures her body would be the death of her before Oscar*
*laughs at her own joke*
*frowns*
Odd. Very odd.
*leans against tree*
Let me guess . . . Oscar came here, made an ass of himself, and left, right?
*quietly slips away, unnoticed*
#ChaseForBook9
*shrugs, then nods* Well, basically, yeah.
#ChaseForBook9
*facepalms*
Damn him . . . he's getting reckless . . . he was NEVER reckless before . . .
((Dont do anythjng stupid Coco pkease ))
I suppose one could view it that way. But it is the way that he left which interests me greatly...
*Hugs Ari back* Hey! *Grins and messes up Ari's hair* Heh.
*Looks back at everyone and beams at them* Oscar's weird...
Did he use the thing?
The thing, you know, the thing?
*makes awkward motion like she's holding up something from around her neck*
Yeah..
*laughs* I've missed you, Death.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh, this can't be good . . .
((I am gonna sleep if I come and read you try to die Niccolò I'm done because i cant handle it now))
... Please, elaborate.
...*rills her eyes, obviously noticing*
*Laughs with Ari and pokes her in the ribs* I'm awesome. If you agree, you will die.
*Laughs even harder at Sir* Sorry, it's just that you're never confuddled!!! *Springs at him and tacklehugs*
"Nice name." Ellissa commented. "I knew a girl by the name if Nikita a few years back. She's dead though." Her voice was cool when she spoke about the death of what could have been considered the closest person to her. "Well, people die all the time. My parents were both killed in front of me as a kid."
Re: ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ ＯＵＲ ＦＯＲＥＳＴ {Shapeshifters RP} Open and Accepting
by Lumine » Wed Oct 23, 2013 1:15 pm
I turned around and saw aelissa talking to a girl.
*Hisses and destroys other RP-er...))
. . .
*sigh*
Oscar has no secrets from me. After 500 years, there's not much we don't know about each other.
Except that thing.
I don't know what it is, and I don't know where he got it, and it drives me insane!
*grabs head*
I hate my mind! I hate my memory! My memory is nothing but bits and shards and fragments, and I could've lost ANYTHING in there! Including whatever that thing is . . .
*groans*
He changes. When he uses it, I mean. He disappears and when he reappears he's not the same Oscar from five minutes ago.
I don't know what it is
or where it's from
ir why he has it
but it scares me.
((My "pitch-dark room" has a tiny bit of light in it... I'm simultaneously relieved and disappointed...))
#ChaseFor`Book9
*or
*quietly makes her way back to her lab*
((I assume your screen is totes working
In any case, if it is haunted I give you my condolences))
I tried to steal it in 1843, and again in the seventies, but he's always wearing it. He never takes it off.
Not even . . .
*looks truly frightened*
. . . to CLEAN it.
HE CLEANS EVERYTHING HE OWNS TWICE A DAY! THREE TIMES ON TUESDAYS!
*grabs head*
Owwwwww . . . .
*frowns*
Ms. Rose, please. I am trying to think here...
Blast, if only I could have seen that medallion more clearly...
Harrumph.
((Well, I was going to use this one bathroom, so I set the iPad aside and closed the door, and for about five seconds I basically just froze and forgot how to breathe, and then this tiny little green light came on and then I was fine again and I realized that's what the toothbrushes do in the dark, but I can't take all the toothbrushes out of the bathroom without anyone noticing. So now I have to find a new place to do that.))
#ChaseForbook9
((Ah..))
*ends up climbing the steep hill once again, doing her best not to slip*
Um... Well... How often does he use it? Does it seem to have any effect on him when he does?
#ChaseForbook9
*slides down the tree*
*sits on the ground*
He needs to stay away from Adra.
Either he kills her and I never forgive myself . . .
Or he makes an ass out of himself and I never forgive myself . . .
*sigh*
It comes from hanging around with the wrong type of people. Like that Vaurian fellow he went to college with.
Vaurien Scapegrace?
#ChaseForBook9
*Laughs an hugs Sharky tighter* But I love you!! You can ignore me if you want, though... *Lets I and toddles back to Ari*
*groans*
I don't know.
I don't know!
It changes him. He comes back with the shakes like he's had too much coffee, or he's pale or greenish or pink.
The stripe gets bigger too.
*whispers* That stupid stripe.
*makes it to the top of the hill, slightly out of breath, her breadth sharp* *walks for her lab*
*waves hand*
I don't recall his name. Could've been Scapegrace. It was Vaurian S . . . something. Scapegrace sounds right . . . bloody awful coward. Reminded me of me.
... Right then, Ms. Rose.
Blast, there really are too many bally magical artifacts that change their users for the worse. I may have to get some kind of closer look...
*pauses*
I wonder if he likes tea?
Ok. So... Um... We can conclude that... *sighs* We can conclude that I am really bad at making conclusions. *takes a deep breath and stares at nothing* Seriously, though... If it has physical effects on him, we can assume he has some sort of connection with it... Like it's tied to his soul or his life force or his discipline or something like that.
#ChaseforBook9
*Facepalms* Tea? Seriously Sir? Have you ever heard of Lemonade? Or coke? Or fanta? Or Dr Pepper?
*slips inside easily, taking off her coat and tossing it into the laundry and her shoes and her cloak* *breathes* Air
*takes out her sketchbook and a canvas behind a counter, gathering her greys, whites and blacks and goes for it*
*stares at the sky, saying nothing*
(I have to go for the night, but I would very much love to put Oscar and Sir in a very scary, tension-enfused tea party . . . it sounds dramatic . . .)
I read Vaurien's file. He was an idiot. And nothing at all like you, actually.
Anyways... As for what it does... Niccolò teleported directly to Adra once Oscar left, but they both ended up there at the same time. I'd say it's like a normal teleport, but Oscar didn't know where Adra was when he left. So somehow, it enabled him to find her and then get there in virtually no time.
#ChaseForBook9
((Alright then! Bye Doctor!))
#ChaseForBook9
Ms. Rose, I am unfamiliar with all of the beverages that you have listed.
((Goodbye, Precocious.))
#ChaseForBook9
(Bye Doctor... *Slowly falling asleep....*))
*Stares at Sir in pure horror* Fizzy drinks? Soft drinks? Soda?
((If you are tired, Death, you ought to sleep.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye, Anni- *waves*))
*calmly paints, humming*
*half-smiles, turning on some Baroque. *to herself* Ah, the Enlightenment was my jam, but I can barely stand Classical.
Good bye and good night, Ms. Annika. Sleep well...
**
*phone rings* *considers shooting it* *pulls out her gun and shoots a few times in the general vicinity of her phone*
*misses, apparently*
Hmph.
I'm not going to sleep before the Americans!! My ego can't take it!))
((In that case, Aretha will take this opportunity to sleep. Goodnight, everyone.))
#ChaseForBook9
Ms. Rose, you are an intelligent, charming young woman who I respect enough to insist that you go to sleep. Now that your ego has been sufficiently mollified, could you PLEASE rest? You truly deserve and need your sleep, you know.
((Oh ha ha...))
((I will have to go soon))
*feels her chest begin to hurt more and lurches to the side, a sudden burn in her chest, falling against the ground**continues to cough up blood again and again until there's a good sized puddle on the ground* *her arms tremble and tears prick at the edge of her eyes* *breathes heavily* *begins coughing again*
No. I'm not sleeping. It's just after lunch... I'm sick... Bleugh... Sir, I will beat you silly if you ever say I'm any of those again. Except the young woman. You can say that.
BAD ARETHA AN NICCOLÒ!! NO FAIR!!!
... Good night, Ms. Aretha.
*rolls away, horrified and light headed* *stumbles towards her room and slams her door shut, sliding against it to the floor*
Ms. Rose, if you are sick, then I INSIST.
Shoo, off to sleep, and I shan't hear a word otherwise! It's your bally health, I will hear nary a rebellious whisper in this!
*Laughs* I wish my dad was more like you, Sir. You're funny. *Lays in a hammock that has randomly appeared next to him*
*drifts off on her floor*
*sigh*
Ms. Rose, this is your HEALTH we are speaking of, 't'is no laughing matter...
Why did that just make me laugh?
I'll be fine, Sir. It's a flu or a cold or something... I'm fine! *Grins*
*Actually throws something at Sir*
*awkwardly dodges*
Very well, Ms. Rose, I trust you to know the severity of your symptoms...
But if I find out you have deceived me to appear healthier than you are, I promise I shall strap you down to a comfortable bed and feed you naught but warm soup for several months.
*Throws the hammock at Sir* Fine! I'll sleep! *Storms off*
Actually, now that you're back, I'm staying. But the hammock is still thrown.
And you will not do such a thing. I may be downplaying my symptoms but you will never do that!! I will bite you!!!
Actually, I'm really tired... I think I may sleep...
Damn you Sir... I will throw an elephant at you next time we meet... *Curls up on the ground and falls asleep*
*sigh*
Thus, my good deed for the day. Good night, Death.
I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED!
But that was seven hours or so ago... so I might be a little bit late...
This is the page that everyone is currently on, right? It's, like, 5 or so pages back so I hope I didn't miss any non-5,000 posts.
quack...
Reasons why I should change my name:
1. Some people use an 'i' instead of a 'u' in Duck.
2. Some people use an 'f' instead of a 'd'.
3. Can't think of a third one.
4. New people are always bamboozled by my name. They shouldn't be, it's also a common noun and a verb.
Okay... I'm awake...
Oh,
Crap. Four hours... I'm not sleeping tonight.
Hello????
Anybody there??
Hey Em... *Huggles*
Deathy!!! *hugs*
I'm sorry about last night sweets, that damn tiredness grabbed me again.
It's okay!! I fell asleep a few hours ago... *Hugs tighter* Yiu need your sleep!
*You
So do you want to continue on a bit now or...??
Sure!! Lorcan was breaking my hand... *Chuckles*))
*Lorcan's spasms subside and he pants in pain.*
*Drew holds his head up to give him a drink before looking at Death's hand*
Drew: Do you want me to get a doctor for your hand?
*Shakes her head* Nah... I'm great. I'll heal myself later. 'Whatever kills me makes me feel alive'... Ever heard that song? *Smiles softly at Lorcan and starts wiping down his neck*
*Lorcan tries to sit up but forgets about the binds on his wrists*
Lorcan: Can we... Can I... have these... taken off...
Drew: I would mate but we can't. Not while your fighting the poison. You could really hurt yourself.
*Lorcan sighs as he sinks back into the pillow*
*Deatg pats the side of Lorcan's face* Hey bud. *Leave her hand on his cheek* You feeling better?
*Lorcan sighs and lets Death keep her hand on his cheek*
Lorcan: I'm... I'm tired...
*Smiles and squeezes Lorcan's hand with her broke one* That can only be expected, buddo. I can't even imagine what you're going through. You're being very brave though, a very admirable trait you got there.
Lorcan: I got... that... from... my dad. I had... a dream... of my wolf... when I was... having spasms.
*Drew puts another pillow behind Lorcan's head so he can sit up a bit more*
Drew: Most of us do when we're fighting the silver. It's hurting our wolves more than it's actually hurting us.
*Pulls out her hands and shakes it* You're one strong little wolf, aren't ya? *Laughs and kisses Lorcan's forehead* You're weird. At least you're talking... You're seeming better. That must be a plus. *Places the cloth over his nose and leaves it there, grinning*
*Lorcan stifles a laugh*
Lorcan: Oh yeah... pick on... the cripple...
*Drew notices Lorcan's hand twitching again*
*Laughs again* I was very tempted to put it in your mouth. I probably would have suffocated myself if I did. *Death notices Lorcan's hand too and gives her broken hand back to him* I have a sudden urge to get a bunch of cats an stuck them on you...
Anyone know where any cats are? *Picks up the cloth and sits it on Lorcan's forehead* Or a bird. My dog used to eat birds... It was gross but cool...
*Lorcan looks at her with tired eyes*
Lorcan: Cats?...
*Suddenly his back arches again as he spasms again*
Drew: Jesus it comes on so suddenly...
*Lorcan starts growling and bares his teeth.*
Let me out!
*Drew takes a step back*
Drew: whoa... what the fuck?
*Death remains where she is and places both hands either side of Lorcan's face again. She starts speaking calmly and softly* Shh... Calm. Lorcan, listen to me babe. You got to fight. Remember the bravery we were talking about just before? You also gotta be strong, bud. Fight it. *Looks down at Lorcan*
*Lorcan's body relaxes for a second as he starts to cry*
Lorcan: He's trying... he wants out... he's making it... it's more painful...
*He starts spasming again as blood comes from his nose and mouth again. His eyes start illuminating as if he was shifting*
Let me out!!! I want out!!!!
Hey! It's okay, Lorcan! You gotta fight him! *Death closes her eyes tightly, cursing her stupidity in her mind, an hugs him tightly* You'll be fine! Pain is only temporary, babe. It may hurt now but it'll pass. It's just the poisoning. *Her voice breaks*
((Now I feel awful I cant rp Alexis))
Drew: Death you have to be careful if it's his wolf is coming through.
*Lorcan stops spasming but the twitching still happens*
(I need to have a very quick shower... A few minutes... BBS...))
Drew, I'll be fine. *Death glances up at him, a steely expression on her face*
(I'm back.)
*Lorcan's spasming subsides and he pants in pain again. The blood oozes out of his mouth, it looks like he might have bitten his tongue. Lorcan lets himself cry*
Lorcan: Lexi... where's my Lexi... I... please... let me... please... I want to die now... please.
*Drew puts his hand on Lorcan's arm*
Drew: Hey none of that now, that's the poison talking. You just have to wait it out. But we're all here for you Lorcan I promise.
*Wipes the blood off Lorcan's face then slaps him lightly* Oi. Talk like that and I'll glare at you. That's, *She pauses an takes a deep breath* Rather fucking painful.
*Looks at Drew* Want me to find her?
(I CAN BREATHE THROUGH ONE NOSTRIL NOW!!! YEAH!!!
I got a cold. I stayed home. I'm sick. Heh, thank God for auto correct...))
*Drew shakes his head*
Drew: She shouldn't be here for this, she shouldn't see him like this.
*Lorcan starts coughing and more blood comes from his mouth. He opens his eyes and they are becoming grey in colouring*
*Death continues wiping the blood off Lorcan's face. She pulls his jaw down to see into his mouth and hisses* Yowie... Yeah, tongue and tooth... Yow... *She glances at his eyes and frowns* Drew...?
Drew: That's the silver circulating around his system.
*Death backs away to stand slightly behind Drew* O swear his eyes didn't do that before... *Starts shaking her knees again and starts twitching* I don't know what to do...
*Drew hugs Death tightly*
Drew: You are doing fantastically being here for him. I know it's hard but you are doing so well.
*Lorcan's body finally relaxes as he takes huge breaths, trying to steady his breathing again*
*She hugs Drew back and buries her head into his shoulder* But there is nothing I can do to stop the pain... I'm useless...
(Oh, fuck.
I dedicate this page to Emmy because I love my big sister. She is brave and beautiful and amazballs and fucking perfect.
I also dedicate this page to those who have lost their homes in the Aussie bush fires, their homes, lived ones, possessions and things that matter.))
*loved))
Drew: I know, I feel useless as well...
(Oh stop Death please, no need for that. Thank you x)
He needs a blood transfusion with wolfsbane...
*Drew spins around to see Em standing at the door, tears in her eyes*
Drew: Em...
Alexis: *is where Lorcan is* ((sorry i have to go in a few so if i poof assume Alexis with Lorcan sorry school :/
(I love you Emmy babe!!))
*Death walks back to Lorcan and continues cleaning him up* Hey Em...
*Em walks in cautiously*
Em: Is this... this is him from the parallel?
Drew: Yes. This is him and they can't do a blood transfusion. There's too much silver in his system, he was shot 3 times.
*Lorcan starts spasming again as blood comes from his nose again and the sweat rolls down his face.*
Alexis: Lorcan....Drew what can you do?! He/ hurt
Fuck it. I'm going to find this flipping wolfsbane shit for him. *Death storms out and tosses the cloth at Drew's face*
Drew: Death... *he looks at Alexis* There's nothing we can do sweetheart, we just have to wait it out.
*Em walks up to the bottom of the bed*
Em: He looks so like Chase... he's... he's so handsome.
*walks out of her room and into the main foyer of her lab, silent and eyes wide*
*sits on a stoll*
*lets her head fall on the table*
((Hi y'all!))
I'm not freaking waiting, Drew. If he was my brother, the people who did this to him would be dead or dying very slowly and painfully. I'd be doing everything I could to make him better. If going out to find some fucking plant will help, I'll bloody do it!!
(Adra, 'ello!))
*Lorcan sees Em at the bottom of the bed and starts to struggle and panic*
Lorcan: No... no... please... don't let her... please!!
*Drew stands in front of Em as he watches Lorcan cough more blood from his mouth*
Drew: Lorcan, listen to me. Lorcan? Calm down.
((*huggles*))
*sighs, putting her head in her arms and checks the date*
Damn..
*Walks up to Em and hugs her tightly. Whispers quietly to her* I'm going to punch Drew. He won't let me take my anger out on the wall...
(Drugs... Making me sleepy... Msd...)
((Okay!))
*begins to clean the floor of all the blood* *grumbles*I can't ever keep this damn thing clean
(I have to go now as well guys, I'll talk to you later on xx)
(Perfect timing... I am about to collapse. Bye Em!!
This will be the end of me, too...))
((Okay- sleep well, Rose; Bye Em!))
*finishes scrubbing the floor and pulls out the bleach, working on the floor with that, the strong smell dizzying her*
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Yeah but Fabi that was really beautiful
I have an idea to bring him back....but he will legit hate me for it and I need the help of someone...
*waves to Zaf* Senna will halo if you promise not to go crazy.
Yeah, Fabi, it was fantastic.
Damn. -_-
I wrote a paragraph telling Fabi,she was awesome, but it couldn't post coz 5000 comments.
*briefly sums ir up* Fabi, you're awesome and I love you. Being different is the best thing ever, an original is always worth more than a copy, being unique is amazing, and I'm tired. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*help
have i finally found you??))
*laughs at Star* Well, it's the thought that counts.
Thank you, Adra. [hugs again]
I should probably go now...
#ChaseForBook9
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