And the title of Book Eight IS...
Actually hold on, we'll get to that in a moment. I have another 15 minutes before I have to post this entry, at 9 PM, and I'm going to use that 15 minutes, dammit. Because I did things today! Things that deserve to be blogged about!
Well, I did ONE thing that deserves to be blogged about. This afternoon I interviewed Steven Moffat, head of all things Doctor Who and Sherlock, on stage at Trinity College, Dublin. I'm pretty sure it wasn't recorded, though, so you're just going to have to take my word for how brilliantly it went. I've never interviewed anyone before— I'm used to being the one interviewed— so it was very interesting to sit in the other chair for a change.
Mr Moffat turned out to be everything I'd hoped he would be— he's a nice guy and he's FUNNY. It was such an informal, casual conversation that it made asking him questions a breeze. I love the shows he makes, as did everyone there, and it was so cool to be able to talk to him about them and not feel like a total nerd.
And for those of you who are wondering, yes, I DID ask him for Karen Gillan's phone number. NO, he did not give it to me. But I think I broke him down sufficiently that all it'll take is one more chance encounter, and then wa-heyyyyy!
Ahem.
Okay, I now have seven minutes until I have to post this entry.
Oh, I'll be doing two publicity events in Ireland on March the 7th. At 10:30 AM in the Riverbank Theatre in Kildare I'll be interviewing (because I do it SO well) Alex Barclay on stage about her new book Curse of Kings.
Later that day, back in Easons in O'Connell Street at 6 PM, Alex and I will be doing... er... some sort of event. We haven't a clue WHAT we'll be doing, to be honest, but it'll be brilliant, and it'll be funny. I swear. Probably.
At both events, we'll be signing whatever you want signed.
Two minutes!
Okay then, here we go. This title has been in my head for years. EVERYTHING in the series has been leading up to Books Eight and Nine, and this is really where it all starts to build to the (hopefully epic) conclusion.
Prepare yourself for horror! Tragedy! Hilarity! Fights! Blood! Quips! Magic! Everything that makes life worth living!
Ladies and gentlemen, coming at the very end of August, I give you
Skulduggery Pleasant: Last Stand of Dead Men.
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I think I should say msd, unless I suddenly poof . . .
How are you? :)
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*in case
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Bleh.
You?
OH MY GOSH MY BUS PASS ARRIVED IN THE POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*happiness*
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I'm gopod beacusye MY BUS PASS ARRIVED!!!!!!!!!
I lost it, so I had to pay for a new one and also pay £3.75 bus fair eveyr day . . . AND NOW I DON'T HAVE TO!!!!!!!!!!!!
*happiness*
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...Hello?
Hey, Mushroom! :)
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. . . I thought I'd be out the house by now . . .
Never mind. I'm happy to still be here. :)
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Oh. Gtg. :(
Fours.
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Bye Star. :(
*is on the roof, humming loudly*
Heyyyy Luuuu.
Excuse me while I rant...
You know what really bothers me, actually?
What really really pisses me off?
The way people on here look at conflict and treat it like it's so petty. Like, as if you've never had a fight with someone. As if.
I'm not gonna lie, I think arguments are really stupid, especially on here, but if you look at some of the things that were said, I just...
I can't believe it.
Telling someone to kill themselves.
I've been told that before. It's horrible. It's horrible and never, ever justified. Saying you'll kill someone in a non-joking manner is never justified. Telling someone to throw up, to self-harm, to starve-
That stuff is never okay. I don't give a damn about how angry you are, you will never have the right to tell that to someone.
I don't even give a damn if this person killed your first born child, you don't tell them any of that stuff.
Go ahead and tell them they deserve to die, but never to kill themselves.
But even so, don't tell any old person you're having a fight with that. It's just wrong.
It makes me sick.
And in the fight, if you're there in the corner announcing that you didn't start it, or you're glad you're not getting into it, you are hardly better.
"Yes, look at me standing here not trying to stop the fight acting all high and mighty because I'm not fighting"
Hey, guess what?
You're not helping anyone either you useless prick.
Like, like, it's just wrong. And disgusting.
You know this amazing thing about Blogland?
You can get the hell up and leave anytime you want.
Like, I won't say I was completely perfect during the conflict, but I couldn't handle it anymore. Reading what was being said. It was making me physically sick.
But, see, here's the thing. I didn't like what was happening.
So I got the hell off the website and it was okay.
So, here's an idea.
If you're getting angry, don't fight someone. Don't insult them.
Just leave.
Come back when you feel better.
This is not rocket science, people.
I vanished because I couldn't handle it.
I've been told to just go kill myself before. And I almost did it.
Watching Blogland last night reminded me of Imperfect, reminded me of why I'm writing it.
I hate that I have to write it, but, I guess, it's worth it...
*nods and keeps humming loudly on the roof*
*pulls legs up so I'm sitting cross-legged*
FOB came on twice on the music channels just now. Dance Dance and I Don't Care.
Kerrang and Scuzz are having a good day, today:3
...
I've never listened to FOB...
Fall Out Boy are ace. c:
*Looks at LSODM mournfully* I had to be right... Didn't I...? He had to do that to those two... Didn't he...?
All in favour of murdering Derek after the next book say Aye! *Raises hand*
You know, Blogland really needs some sort of noticeboard, filled with the best of deds, and the best of speeches.
That speech would be on there. Because bloody hell, you are so right.
Sugar, we're going down swinging~
Put on your war paintttt!
... I'll just shut up and listen to the music channels ...
So...
Miles.
I heard we were here now?
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You heard the from me, Trip, don't pretend you didn't.
*that
Actually I didn't. I wondered why the blog was so quiet and thought maybe people had run away, so I checked here and hey presto!
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I do have to ask... Why are we here and not there...?
Don't trouble yourself with it Death. Please.
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*Shrugs* Okay. Curiousity can get the better of me at rather annoying intervals. *Laughs delicately and pauses* Oh, it does seem that I'm tired and being... Somewhat formal.
Being formal isn't a bad thing. Just look at me!
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Curiosity killed the cat.
Well, not really. It was whatever the cat was curios about that killed the cat, but the point stands.
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What happened in the rp yesterday?
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... It's a saying.
Yeah, but I can still pick holes in it for fun. You know, when I need to console myself. I feel like a few smileys.
:):):):):):):)
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I just really, really want to kill Derek right now... After I get over this cold, actually. I don't want to be coughing while I'm killing him... He'll find it funny and then we will both start laughing... And then I'll cough more... And then he'll escape...
Also, I'm not being British anymore!!
Because of LSODM?
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*fancy
How did you get British from fancy, stupid iPod?
Yes. I'm on chapter 65 and I want to kill someone. I chose Derek.
... *mumbling* Britain is the whole island....
And most of us don't talk like that anyway.
Innit? *laughs*
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Did I tell you about my phone and the Asians/assassins thing?
Ah, the radio tells me the aussies are having an election.
How did I not know that?
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*laughs* NO! *laughs harder*
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Aussie elections *shakes head*
Oh dear.
Annoying politics getting in the way of things that matter...
*loses it at 'stretching'*
And I cannot stay, unfortunately.
Bye :) *gives hugs to those who need/want them*
*is rolling around on the roof laughing*
"Please don't tell me you were recording that..."
Well I heard no one likes your prime minister/president thing, so in't it important you get a new one?
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah, stupid Rudd and Abbot... Kill them all!!
Okay, so I was texting my friends about where we were going out for dinner. My friend said that it was a $6.50 all you can eat buffet.
Me: It is Chinese...?
Beth: Asian
Me: I knew it! Only assassins have food that cheap!
Beth: Luna loves dat
Me: Crap! I meant assassins!
Me: Gah! A S I A N S!!!
Beth: Good job, I think Ella's about to pass out from dat
Me: What?! IT'S NOT FUNNY! ASSASSINS AREN'T FUNNY!
Me: ASIANS!
At least Rudd supports Gay Marriage.
*laughs*
Death's phone is a racist!
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Trip the candidates are all assholes.
I just want to know why I can't get married in my own country yet, for god's sake.
Agreed. I liked Howard. He had a brain.
Also, that conversation is not supposed to sound racist in any way!
Provided I was old enough...
ARE YOU KIDDING
HOWARD WAS ONE OF THE WORST
He is a lot better than Gilard, Abbot and Rudd combined. My parents loved him.
Howard did not have a brain.
And Rudd may support marriage equality but the Labour party doesn't...
Not to be starting an argument or anything, this is just idle chatter.
I'm just so fed up with all kind of Government to be honest.
And we vote in parties, not people.
I just don' know with politics, it has this strange lure, promising power and the ability to bring about change... But it's basically the one ring. It'll corrupt you in the pursuit of power.
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Those in favour of assassinating the candidates please raise your hand. *Raises hand*
I'm so starting a revolution against the government. I'm going to be shot in the head for it, I know but I hate them.
I know.
I made a positive comment on Rudd, not about the Labour party.
Okay, I need to read. I'm silently fuming right here... *Glowers at LSODM*
Death, Death, Death.
Rose!
WE VOTE IN PARTIES. NOT PEOPLE.
It's weird, having all these aussies talking politics around me.
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Greens!
wooo
sorry
my dad likes the greens
he met bob brown many years ago...
I...i missd the requiem ball....
and this is the reason.
On the 31st of sptember my internet expired so i had to wait for the next paydate. In that day i got my dad to ring up Our internet servr three times, i tried all 14 elctrical appliences in my house and noone of them worked. the internet was banjacksed. On th 1st of september i almost cried thinking of you guys.... Alexis must hat m now... Great.
and i have made so many typos but i am on my ipod so you are just gonna have to gt over them.
Like, here, we vote for our local mps, who then go to parliament. Each of these people will most likely b party members of either labour, conservative or Lib Dem. Then there are more minor parties like the green party and UKIP, the people who are clearly racists but say they aren't. And are gathering momentum. *shivers in fear* Or the monster raving lunatics. *laughs* But then it matters very little about who you vote for, because they'll all do incredibly similar things, except the minor parties who don't have enough members to gain a majority anyway... so...
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Well, I have stuff to do, must be off.
Toodle pip! *doffs hat and walk off*
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Bye Trip.
I'm getting Our Moment today... :)
"It smells like a summer's day..."
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My dog is acting weird... She won't let me see her back side... That sounds weird but she always has her face towards me... And she smells weird...
Hello, Miles.
*pats roof next to me*
Come, sit.
*climbs the roof and takes sits next to her*
Hey.
I like it up here.
It's quiet.
*points at the grassy area*
They can all bicker down there, but up here, it's quiet.
...
I'm off.
I just give in with you all.
Makes sense.
*lies back on the roof and watches the sky*
It hasn't rained in ages...
What, in Sydney, or here?
Bye, Luce.
Sydney, I guess.
I don't know if they even take the whether into account here anymore.
I'm allowed to speak my mind, Jordan.
You meant weather, buddy.
We could make it rain.
...
Do you remember fighting Hollow Men in the rain?
Or did that never happen...
We should totally do that if we haven't already.
I did. But shush. Shush.
That would be nice. I like the rain.
Yeah, I don't think that actually happened.
Would be fun, though.
But not yet. Dinner time, I'll be back soon.
UGHHHHHH
DAMMIT MILES
DON'T fucking call me that.
And I'm done with being ignored. That's what I'm fed up of.
If it wasn't for Fabi's e-mail last night, I wouldn't be here. Not that any of you care.
Whatever, though, I don't matter, after all.
Being ignored?
I've been trying to make you feel better for the last week and a half!
...
*scowls at self*
You do matter, Lu.
Luci.
You matter so much.
Sometimes its hard for people to see how important they are.
Sometimes people forget that they are so important to other people.
You're important, Luce.
Nobody should say that they don't matter.
Hi guys..........
Back.
Bad time?
I love you so much more, Sparky Braginski
Luce, you matter.
I didn't feel like I was ignoring you, so I'm sorry if I came off that way.
But don't you go around thinking you don't matter, because you do.
... What for, Adra?
...
Now who's up for fighting Hollow Men in the rain?
Hi, Adra!
*raises hand*
... Anyone else?
Back :)
Oooh Hollow Men.
Hey, Dau!
I'd like to. I've not done it in a while. My powers are just a bit too good for them you know? One laser sears through about five hollow men, and I can fire three every second.
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I can't hear them anymore... I think they're gone... I wish they are... Wishes don't come true so they'll be back... I don't want to be alone tonight...
Hey Zath! *waves*
Trip! :)
Luce, you aren't being ignored. Um... You aren't here a lot a know, and I'm really afraid of saying this because I love you and I don't want to have a rift again...
But usually, when you're here, you don't comment that often, because you're pretty busy. But when you do... I just read up to see what you had said and they were mostly things that you can't build off of in a conversation. Kind of dead-ends for one.
So, um... I kind of wanted to point that out...
And.... Sometimes you will say "I'm not here, ignore me" so people will because you said so? I'm just saying...
Perhaps if you wanted to be, uh.. Less ignored, you could try engaging a bit more?
*shrinks back*
Sorry, I could be completely wrong.
Please don't kill me
In that case, I'd assume they'd have increased skin thickness, Trip.
And then the energy fire, massive explosions...
My power is very good for killing large armies very quickly, is all.
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Oh right. Hi people.
Because of your speech at the top, Sparky
Or there'd be, say, three hundred of them.
*points at the forest*
Over there.
*water droplets start falling*
Oh would you look at that...
*climbs down the treehouse*
Oh, Luce- I say that because I love you a lot and you're like my big sister and I don't want you to feel ignored when that isn't the case...
*points at Adra*
Told you.
We need a noticeboard.
Then my sword... I guess that is one to two kills an attack.
Fine, count me in.
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D: I just realised I have no experience whatsoever in RPing.
Err. I could be of no use.
Ooh, it's starting. *slides off the roof and softens the fall with the air*
Not really Dau, you can make anything right?
Seeing that in combat would be awesome.
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Okay, I'm actually kinda scared.... There are these guys out the front of my house and they're talking to each other. They're drunk, really drunk. They can barely walk. They're talking about breaking into a house around here and they keep looking at my house... I'm in a room that's pitch black so they can't see me but I'm still kinda scared that they'll come in... The phones are dead and I have no credit... Crap...
*pulls Makhaira out*
Of course, the gas in these guys is going to be extra revolting, along with the thicker skin.
...
Trip, there's this concept of being overpowered. You should read into it sometime.
*stands a fair way from Chester*
Let's do this, Miles.
Told what, Zath?
*hits him with a frying pan*
Dau come on in :3
*shrugs off her jacket and unsheathes her sword*
((Death you can call emergency services even if you don't have any credit))
Shit. I think they can see me.
Ookay.
*pulls out pencil and sketchpad*
Wow, that sounded...anyways.
*starts drawing weapons*
Guys, I'm leaving and I don't know when I'll be back. I'm grabbing some kitchen knives. I'm so not going down without stabbing some folks!
Rose, go put a light on downstairs or make it seem like people are home or something
Also, scents travel faster with rain. There's a good chance we'll be smelling Hollow Men for weeks
*grabs knives as more Hollow Men spill out from below the lake and beyond the mountains*
Well...
That's a familiar sight.
*draws knives and heads towards the Hollow Men from the forest*
((Death, do you have anybody else with you? Seriously, call 000))
*knife appears from sketchpad*
Okay. I've got a knife now.
I'll do my best.
*heads towards Hollow Men*
I am a little, but there are character drawbacks, they just don't really come into play at this point. I balanced Trip quite well, like how he can accidentally explode himself if he isn't careful, and a few other things I won't list. *draws sword, fills it with energy, a ball of energy appears in hand*
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*laughs*
True, true, Miles my boy.
You take the lake, I've got the forest.
*it starts to rain properly around us*
Glad I fitted Chester with odor control...
What the hell is 000
I don't understand your emergency system what.
*draws two more knives and hangs them on belt*
*energy lift Trip into the air, flies over to the hollow men*
#ChaseForBook9
Ehh, seems fair, I suppose.
*changes directions and grabs a fireball, tossing it towards the wall of Hollow Men spilling out of the lake*
((*laughs* Adra, it's 911 for Australia and other countries!))
((000 is the equivalent of 911 or whatever it is))
*whispers to Sparky* Trip means hand-to-hand. He's still a white belt. *laughs*
((Yeah I figured guys. -_- JAAAAYYYYYYYZZZZZUS))
*walks slowly towards Hollow Men*
Should I just..um...knife them? :)
Wait. You think they'll out flank us? *thoughts drift to the bar*
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*chuckles*
Alright Adra, let's go!
*blurs into the thick of the Hollow Men, ducking, weaving and slicing*
*never stays in one clump long enough to suffocate*
((Bye Rose, btw))
Outflanking? That will be the day
*runs behind Adra and Sparky*
*slices off various limbs*
Hey! I'm not that bad! It's just my powers sort of make me. Without them I'm just a bit average, so when I fight anyone with skill, I get a little owned.
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*weaves over to Miles*
How flammable are these guys again?
Cause I think I have a plan.
*hums Rocky music, while bursting into the crowd, stabbing at people, and using alchemy to tear them apart*
*kicks one in the face, jumping into the air, pulling out an arrow and sending it into one's face, rolling, pulling it out and continuing on*
*darts into the masses and sinks a knife into the forehead of one of the Hollow Men, ducks to avoid the stream of gas and takes two steps backwards*
*snaps palm at the Hollow Men and creates two narrow paths of tumbling figures through the army*
Right them i am in... Twirls shadows in hands.
*cuts one's head off, narrowly missing a punch*
*hollow men are beneath him now, looking up* Screw it. *energy shreds the hollow men, drops into the gas cloud* Oh god! *gags, eyes watering, tries not to breathe*
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Well, yeah, you lot are all so dependent on your magic. If your magic were to be bound, none of you would stand a chance!
Well, maybe Sparky and Zath
Whatevs.
*grabs one's skin, tearing it apart with her nails and continuing on*
*looks at Adra through the fight and shouts*
You're damn right I'd handle it!
Pretty flammable, from what I recall.
*sinks a fireball into another Hollow Men, setting it alight*
Yeah.
Also, this is slightly uneven here. Any of you care to help me out?
*sees Trip and doubles over with laughter*
Oh- oh God
*coughs amid gas cloud*
Thaaaanks Trip.
*starts moving on to next wave of Hollow Men*
*jumps over to Zath* YO
(I'm back. Distant though. I'm reading. I'm also having a coughing panic attack. Those idiots ran (fell) away when I told them I called the cops and that I was armed...))
Pfft, of course I could, Adra.
*tears knives through half a dozen more Hollow Men, sprinting through the crowds*
*nods at Miles*
I'm going to weave through, making little cuts. Once there's enough gas, light them up, kay?
*sheathes sword and draws twin daggers and dances around, giving the Hollow Men little nicks here and there, creating a huge amount of purple gas in my wake*
*joins Zath and starts slicing torsos off*
*ducks a swipe and kicks it in the chest*
*one swings it's hand to hit Trip while he gags. Cuts its hand of, gets hit in the face by a jet stream of gas, throws up*
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*Splays hands and Hollow Men within a ten metre radius drop, being crushed by their own weight* Zipidy-do-dah!
Welll....
*charges towards hollow menslicing through there heads with shadows and running through the green gas*
* breaks of from the rest of the hollowmen and makes for the trees hoping that he can kill any hollowmen that are about to attack
*touches the ground, and manipulates the earth's energy so a horde of spikes raise, skewering the hollow men, before sending a ton more arrows at them, and jumping to their shoulders, twisting their heads off*
*nods*
Right.
*watches the cloud of gas slowly build in the air, continuing to take out a few Hollow Men close to me*
*grabs a fireball and gets ready*
*slicing
((Atta girl :3))
*continues going through the crowd, eyes stinging slightly*
*hurls the fireball at the cloud of gas and tosses three more into the air around it*
*checks behind me and sees the gas cloud*
*gags and coughs, eyes watering*
LIGHT IT UP!
*throws remaining knives at approaching faces*
*runs for cover under the trees*
*pulls out sketchpad and forges five more crooked swords*
*eyes widen*
Oh.
*runs for life*
*slicing
*ducks to avoid giant gas explosion*
(Thanks!!))
*Laughs and looks towards everyone else* You guys are getting no where with that! You're gonna waste too much energy!! *Giggles and glares around her, smirking as the Hollow Men fall under the glare*
ZATH SHIT- FUCK
*stumbles off of a Hollow Man, falling backwards, running*
*creates an air bubble around Sparky as the gas erupts*
*stumbles forwards as a fist slams into my head*
Yeah, I think I'm going to run too... *Sprints into the trees and finds a nice and high vantage point to watch the explosion*
*grabs Trip's hand, pulling him up*
RUN!
*watches the gas explode around me with amazement*
...Sweet.
It's all colours and plumes and...
*continues running in the opposite direction from everyone*
*dives into a small ditch, raising rocks around her*
*air bubbles vanishes around me*
And... SHITE
*sprints to Miles*
ARE YOU OKAY
*curses, watching the ground above crack*
God dammit, Zath
*throws jacket over face and chest as the explosion engulfs self*
*stumbles as explosion ripples*
*crawls behind a tree*
*curses slow internet*
Well, that comment was delayed...
1st?
And let there be explosions. *Smiles* Five...
*gets caught in the explosion*
*throws arms up to protect face and manages to pull hood over my hair*
*hisses to self*
Shit fuck that was not a good idea don't do that again you fucking retard-OW SHIT MY HANDS JFC
Five
*rocks and dirt flies through the air*
*shields body*
*Frowns at Adra* What?
*Splays hand and the debris fall short of hitting her* Thank God for gravity!
FIVE MORE???
OH MY GOD
*kneels on knees as the explosions slowly die out and the few remaining Hollow Men from the lake and the forest approach from a fair distance*
*breathes heavily and coughs, throwing off the singed and mostly burnt-through jacket*
*looks over at Sparky and shakes head*
I'm sorry...
*looks around*
Where'd Trip go?
I didn't say four! I mean five! I don't think there are five more to come!! If they're are... *Grins*
*wheezes harshly, her leg trapped under a leg*
Unghfph-
*pulls on her leg but it's like a huge redwood*
Ow.
*stands up, coughing*
Crap, my sketchbook's on fire.
*throws dirt over sketchbook and stamps out the fire*
*is lying close to the lake, facing up*
I'm very glad I had my jacket on then.
*looks at hands*
But that hurt like a bitch.
I think I'm one of the only ones unscathed... *Laughs lightly* You guys need to prepare!
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