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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*staggers up onto feet and doubles over*
Never again.
Never again.
What's with the different posts? Is this only for Roleplay?
*walks over to Adra*
*forges an ax*
*tries to cut tree but the ax gets stuck in the wood*
*shrugs*
We were prepared.
If it wasn't for me getting hit at the last second, everything would have been fine...
*just lays there*
*is coughing and wincing*
I was prepared!
But Zath caught me in the middle of them!
*energy coats body, gas cloud around him erupts in energy fire, a small bubble of energy goes up around him, takes a moment to catch breath and breathe air*
#ChaseForBook9
*Junps out of the tree and skips towards Zath* Oi! You okay? *Offers him some leaves* I actually quite enjoyed that. We should do it more often!
Hi, Eve.
Sort of. There was an argument on the other post, so we moved here to make it stop.
They tried to move back earlier, but no one wanted to, for some weird reason.
*tries to pull ax out of Adra's tree*
It's stuck.
Anyone else stronger?
((No It wasn't Eve... We're too lazy to move back))
Dau, it's a ten foot thick tree.
And I'd rather it still be alive...
It was uprooted, so that means it's still alive
*frowns*
I can't feel my legs.
...
Oh that's right. My pants aren't protective.
*winces and waves to the others or tries to, at least*
Hey, I know my feet were protected, but are they still attached to my body?
I'm guessing yes. Nothing much is happening on the other post, though. *triangles away*
Yes, they are, Rachel...
Oh god Sparky..
*yanks at her leg again, a low whine sounding*
I can fix you all up, but-
AHHH
*the bubble drops, slams hands to both sides, either side of him the ground explodes, swings arms around, energy beams scything through the hollow men*
#ChaseForBook9
*peers at tree*
Well. It's large. Hmph.
*Pulls her cat beanie lowerer over her face* I'm partially responsible... Actually, if it wasn't for me, we'd still be there...
Oh, oh, alright. Okay. *triangles back*
Oh, that's good.
How are my shins?
Are they still there?
Can you see any bone or is it all burnt?
...
I can't sit up.
((There aren't any HM left, brah))
They're mostly burnt, but there's no bone showing.
Here. *uses the air to sit her up slowly*
*points at Adra*
Trip? Mind helping get this 10 foot thick redwood off of Adra?
*scowls at Adra* My axe isn't big enough.
*is almost in tears from her leg and HAVING to get to Sparky*
AHHHHH GOD DAMMIT
*hands coat with energy, starts punching through the crowd, swinging around attacks*
#ChaseForBook9
((Actually, there are, but only the ones still approaching from the Mountains. Which are... quite a long way away.))
Don't you dare kill that tree; it can still be saved
*is now sitting up*
Cheers.
I still can't feel my legs.
.. Adra, what were you saying?
Miles, air the tree off of Adra please.
*Walks over to Dau and Adra* Move it. Crazy lady with gravity powers comin up! *Splays hands and reverses the gravity between the redwood and Adra's leg* *Grits teeth and pushes hands up slowly, moving the tree off her leg slowly*
*lies back down*
I feel funny.
And not a ha-ha funny.
*stands behind Death*
Okay. *nods head*
Oh, right, sorry, Adra.
*turns to lift it up and sees Death already tending to it*
Never mind...
I'm a bit stuck here Dau! *is hit, slams fist through hollow man chest* I'm holding this section single handedly, no time. *headbutts one, instantly regrets it, eyes watering, stumbles back*
#ChaseForBook9
*pulls herself out, groaning*
Ow.
Ow.
Would you be able to put it back in it's place *points to the big hole where the tree was uprooted*
*pushes herself up*
Right.
*finds Sparky and Zath*
WHDYYYY
*looks for a way to get over there*
*looks around*
*writes a portal into the ground and jumps through, popping out next to Sparky and Zath*
.. Hell.
Zath, can you move?
*Screws up face* This tree is heavy!!! *Throws hands up in the air and roars* *Tree gets flung back to a standing position* *Falls down, gasping*
*picks up sketchbook, tucks pencil back in pocket, and stumbles towards Zath and Sparky*
Trip, dude, the only Hollow Men left are the ones coming from the mountain which are a damn long way away.
*lifts the tree back into it's place for Adra*
You can blame Rachel. Her idea...
*is doubled over, an energy shock wave emanates from Trip, smashing the hollow men around him away*
#ChaseForBook9
*still walking through forest*
Geez, where are you guys?
*climbs tree to get a better view*
Yeah. Yeah, I can move.
Moving's a bitch, though. I hate moving.
Moving hurts.
*continues whining*
Thanks... Zath... Three... Too... Heavy...
Death, why are you counting?
*raises eyebrow at Death*
Three?
*widens eyes*
She's counting backwards.
To zero.
Counting...? *Tilts head*
Rose's counting is worrying me.
My lack of being able to move is worrying me.
But my lack of being able to move from whatever Death is counting down to is scaring me.
...
And it's still raining.
Tell that to them. *points at hollow men* 'Cause if they're illusions they're pretty damn good!
#ChaseForBook9
*looks around*
Crap.
*furiously sketches and forges more weapons*
*finds the rest of the group*
Anyone need more weapons?
Chrissakes, Zath..
*drags him through the portal to the Medical Bay, tossing him onto one of the beds before limping back to get Sparky, grabbing a bottle of white liquid, downing it all and waiting for the burn*
*picks Sparky up, stumbling through*
I'm not counting! *Looks at watch* I'm totally not counting...
*head lolls back*
I feel really funny now...
Counting's overrated... And two hard to keep track of. *Shrugs*
*pokes her head out, her leg on fire*
Oh gods-
PARTY AT THE MEDICAL BAY- YOU'RE HURT, WE CAN FIX!
Um.
*looks at space where three other people used to be*
*looks over at Sparky in the Medical Bay*
Hey. Is it just me, or does anyone else think it might be a good idea to lockdown Chester against... Whatever it is Death's doing?
*frowns*
Alright.
Everyone. Inside Chester.
Now. Get inside!
*gives Sparky a vaccine that stops the bleeding*
Right...
*looks at her legs*
Are they completely gone? Or are they torn off?
two.
Okay, I'm outta here.
Adra, can I get a lift?
I can help out at the Medical Bay.
I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING!! You're so mean...
*gets quite dizzy and faints*
#ChaseForBook9
((Hmm...
I dedicate to all the things in this world that we - us, everyone here - hate with all our hearts. And to the things that we find annoying, the things that don't merit the title of 'hate'. I dedicate to all those people, all those concepts, all those ideas, all those words, all those thoughts, all those artists and authors and books and movies and any other thing you may hate or dislike or loathe with all your heart.
This may seem like an odd thing to dedicate to. Why would I dedicate to them, you ask? So I answer.
I dedicate to these things because, in my experience, humans are naturally critical creatures, and we are rarely fully satisfied. We will always find something in this world that we don't like, that we don't feel is right, and those things would be hated upon.
So without the things in which we already find distaste in, my assumption is that some of the things that we have already come to accept or to like to a certain degree in our society would themselves be the subject of hate.
And...
...This was going somewhere, I swear. ))
*looks at Miles*
Chester has built in... Defences...
Anything... Hostile... Can't get in...
*faints*
**Lab
Ahem.
This is my lab, Zath
((*claps* .. whatever direction it was going, I liked it!))
Oh, is it, Adra?
Is it inside Chester?
...She just fainted.
Huh.
*walks through the portal, appearing next to Dau, shoving her through to the med bay*
*looks around for Trip*
GODSAKKES MAN.
*makes another portal, appearing next to him*
*drags him through*
((My shins are torn up but her feet are still connected))
((My shins are like really fucked up, bro))
*Cheers* Love it Zath! So unique! My favourite one so far!
((That was referring to the rp))
((Cause I fainted))
*appears in med bay*
*runs around grabbing various bandages and liquids*
...One.
That was a one.
Adra, is this lab inside Chester?
*goes through, coming out next to Rose*
What is this. Because I have people to attend to. If you don't come with me, then I'll leave you.
Oh crap.
Someone get Death.
((Q: What/who is Chester?))
NO, but it's survived four-hundred years, Zath. Its defences are pretty pro. And it's underground basically in a bubble*
Chester is Sparky's treehouse.
Her... Three-story-high treehouse.
Oh.
In that case, you can disregard my panic.
*lies back in the lab and groans*
*mumbles something about Chester being the SAFEST PLACE TO BE ROGHT NOW WITH A FULLY DECKED OUT MED BAY WHY AREN'T YOU LISTENING TO MILES peacefully in slumber*
*Blinks* Oh my God... *Falls to her knees and clutches her head* Oh my God... Oh my zero... *Curls into a small ball on the ground*
*goes to Sparky*
*applies a jelly like substance to her shins*
*arrives*
#ChaseForBookNine
((Hey Star! :) ))
((That was late))
((Chester is four stories including the mirror maze and six including the underground floors))
God sakes.
*drags Rose through, appearing in a small enclosed room that lights up with sigils that absorb energy*
*closes the portal*
((Sparky, Chester isn't the only safe place in Blogland))
Everyone seems to be roleplaying, so I might leave and bring Hunter on.
I can't roleplay as myself.
#ChaseForBookNine
*runs back to the medical bad, checking over Dau's shoulder* Give it a little under an hour..
*stands between both Zath and Trip*
Good grief.
((I thought it was only three high, but I wasn't counting the ones underground purposely, which is why I said "three-story-HIGH" rather than whatever else))
((Random note: great, Tony Abbott's the new PM. *groans*))
*jelly-like substance has started to set on Sparky's shins*
*wraps bandages around shins, securing them with a clasp*
((Not the only safe place but probably the safest...))
I think I should tell you all that you fighting the Hollow Men and that was epic to read, before I go.
Now - *poofs to change display name*
Oh, wait. I'm msd. :(
#ChaseForBookNine
((Just going to second Dau's motion there and-))
*groans about Abbot*
*groans about burns*
Can I get a leaf or something, Adra?
*Mutters angrily under her breath* And I was just about to have some fun! But no, I can't have fun, can I? I can torment Death and her friends by doing scary little countdowns but I can't kill anyone! No flippin' fair!
((Hi, Ink. And alright))
((*hugs Star* Okay))
*tosses Zath a leaf, grabbing a bucket full of a solution, dumping it over him*
*walks to Trip*
Um...
*walks over to Zath and gives him a leaf*
*checks out the rest of the bay*
...
You know what?
Disregard my last motion.
Let's move to Chester.
Please?
Now?
Please?
PLEASE?!
((*groans one more time about Abbott*))
*opens a cupboard and rifles through its contents*
*gets up on all fours holding chest, coughs* Uuurgh. *looks up to see hollow men gone*
Oh.
*walks briskly away, realising he'd been fighting hallucinations from the gas*
#ChaseForBook9
*wakes and grabs Miles' arm*
*pulls remote out of jacket and presses one of the many buttons on it*
*we appear inside Chester*
It only transports two...
*murmurs angrily but makes a portal, shoving the beds *on wheels* through, each person on, to that medical bay*
GUYS, IT'S JUDHIPOR. THERE'S NO DARQUESSE OR FACELESS ONE NIX OR CRUCIFY OR NAGIER OR ELLAISSE TO STOP HER OR ANYTHING WHY IS NO ONE ELSE FREAKING OUT
Sit down, Trip.
You've taken in too much gas.
*Pyts hand against the wall and slowly cracks it open from the inside out* Who's ready to play?
*grabs Trip's arm, and shoves him through to the other Med bay* No.
((I seem to have missed that comment))
*panics a little bit*
*appears inside Chester next to her*
Right.
Yes.
Thank you.
...You should probably go and get the others before they're torn apart...
Because- quite frankly- we can take her
*looks at Judhipor and narrows eyes*
Stop... Destroying... My home.
Or you could get me to do it, considering how beat up you are.
Where's the Medical Bay here? It's been a while, but I'll take you there...
*walks back to the lab, shutting the portal just as her bone snaps back into place and her legs give out, catching herself on a desk, screaming* GOD
*Laughs at Zath's reaction* You're adorable. And funny. Did you know that? You're really funny! *Smiles and swings legs*
*appears in Chester*
Well.
This doesn't look good.
Second floor...
*Puts
Hello.
Ez won't be coming, because I locked her up.
It was kind of her fault, though. She said she bet I couldn't.
#ChaseForBookNine
It was only a little bit of destruction! *Giggles* I hate being indoors! I wanted out! So I got out!
I've found Judhipor to be quite civil sometimes. You just have to treat her as an equal and not some horrific monster.
#ChaseForBook9
I was only being civil because I was weak... And I kinda needed help... And I was confused... BUT IM NOT GENERALLY CIVIL!! BEING CIVIL IS STUPID AND OVERRATED!
*glares at Judhipor*
Mmhmm. I'd just like you to know that I happen to know someone who'd tear you apart. He won't be joining us, if all goes to plan. But he could. So watch what you do.
*takes Sparky to the second floor and sets her in one of the beds*
*looks at Trip*
But it's my treehouse.
*goes over to Adra* Do you need any help?
#ChaseForBook9
*is lying on the floor*
Owwwww
*follows them up to the second floor*
Maybe I should teleport my ouse into a tree. That would be cool.
*looks at situation* *thinks thoughtfully*
#ChaseForBookNine
*on
*Beams back at Zath* Is there something I shouldn't be doing to make this mystery person come? Y'know, because I totally don't want to get torn apart...
*Flips out of the building and lands softly on the ground* *Skips along humming*
*grabs Miles by his collar*
Fix my treehouse.
*walks back down to Adra*
Can you walk?
Ugh. I can. I just don't want to
@Judhi: You might only be torn apart a little bit, though. Tha could be fun.
#ChaseForBookNine
Yes, right, okay.
*eases collar out of her grip and goes to tend to the damage*
*Stops and slides off backpack* *Rumages around for a moment, glancing over her shoulder every few minutes* *Straightens up while holding something small in her hands*
...
My legs...
What the hell happened to my legs!?
*grabs Adra's arm and begins dragging her towards the stairs*
*murmurs* They're completely regrowing, Sparky
*stays silent, being pulled*
So you don't need help?
#ChaseForBook9
The jelly substance is culturing a new skin graft at an accelerated rate, Sparky. So it might be a little tingly.
Give it another half an hour.
...
MY BOOTS
MY FUCKING BOOTS
*Rolls eyes* Please, I wouldn't get torn up. I'm too amazing and quick for that! *Giggles and places package on the side of Chester* *Pulls out detonator and flicks off the safety*
*drags Adra to the foot of the stairs*
This might hurt a bit.
*pulls Adra up stair by stair, trying not to bump her head*
*gags* Does anyone have any breath mints?
#ChaseForBook9
*tackles Judhi*
YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY TREEHOUSE
*screams*
*Bites her hand*, doing her best to stay silent*
*shakes her head at Trip*
*pulls Adra up the top step and onto a bed*
*draws breath mint and tosses one to Trip*
*creates an air bubble around the package as the explosion goes off*
Better luck next time.
*peers at Adra* sorry about that.
((Dinner for me, must go now! BYE!))
*Pushes herself up, laughing* Ooh... Scary! *Tosses detonator to Sparky with a smirk* Grab it, I dare you!
Do you want me to levitate you, Adra?
There's a slight risk of you exploding, but . . .
@Trip: I have mint hot chocolate?
#ChaseForBookNine
Oh, FINE THEN.
Brb.
#ChaseForBookNine
*dives and catches it*
*leaves it on the ground carefully*
Honey, I don't care who you are or what evil version of which deity or- I don't give.
You keep away from my treehouse.
Bye Dau!! ))
*Glowers at Zath* You're such a party pooper.
*tries to catch breath mint, fumbles and drops it.* Five second rule! *picks it up and pops it in mouth* Bye Dau!
#ChaseForBook9
*closes her eyes, trying her best to not hear anyone else*
((Bye!!))
*Eyes starts twitching* Did you just call me... Honey...? *Curls hands into fists*
Oh God please don't hit me
*smirks*
Believe it, sweetheart.
*laughs and watches from the roof*
*prepares to duck and dodge the way I do best*
*Takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly* You. *Points slowly at Sparky* You. Are. Dead. *Covers twitching eye with hand* You are so damn dead. *Roars and tackles Sparky*
*falls off the bed*
HEY WATCH IT.
*grabs a crutch, rolling down the staircase*
*dodges swiftly*
You're facing the fastest person there is, darling.
You couldn't touch me, not when you're letting your anger cloud your mind.
Oh dear Judi is out
*lands* Oooooh gods I regret my life decisions.
*rubs the back of her head, getting to her feet*
Nice observation, Zafira. Very beneficial.
*Stands up straight and grins* How about glaring? Death has a very unique skill. She can maime just by glaring at someone. She doesn't even need eye contact. She just needs to see you. *Glares hatefully towards Sparky*
-watches from hammock-
Well that's good,
She's roleplaying.
We have our beautiful Dannielle back.
Sparky can move at the speed of light, Judi.
Have fun trying to see her.
*speed of light, or close to
*goes up to the treehouse to look at Alexis* Alexis?
Alexis: *is curled up trembling in sleep*
*sits beside her and runs hand through her hair*
You see, that's be a problem but...
*blurs behind the treehouse out of her sight*
I have this thing. You know how fast lightening moves?
I can move that fast.
*pants*
And if I'm moving at the speed of light, you can't see me. Not really.
*leans around tree and sticks tongue out at her*
So, good luck, girlie.
Hence the name Sparky.
(Right?)
*waits for Connor to recite poetry*
*just lies there*
Sorry for dropping off the scene, I'm afraid my fever got to me. Horribly rude of me to just do that in a fight, I know- but I apologize Connor
*Turns slowly to glare at Connor* She is not beautiful... We are not beautiful...
((Right, brah.))
Your apology is accepted.
Partially.
And, for your information, I was using QUOTES not POETRY to make sure Rose didn't do anything horrible to herself.
And it may or may not have worked.
But whatever.
*Turns back to Sparky, shaking with rage* Don't. Don't you dare call me girlie!
(Connor, it worked alright. It kept me thinking. It kept me here.))
No, I wasn't referring to that.
I was waiting for the Browning or Shakespeare to come out. "Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day" type thing.
And I fell unconscious. So sue me
What's the matter, girlie, can't handle the heat?
Is Braginski too good for you?
-grins, teleporting near the fight-
But you just made a mistake, sweetie pie.
Lightning never strikes twice in the same spot.
-catches Sparky mid-spin, stabbing her through the stomach, then dumping her on the ground in front of Judi-
You're welcome.
-disappears-
(Robert Browning?! He's my great-to-some-degree grand father!! Squee!))
*Cracks knuckles* You may be fast, kiddo, but what does pinning you down with gravity do?
Sparky-
Puns.
That's all.
*pushes herself to her feet, her leg only throbbing*
Where's Trip?
Sparky-
Puns.
That's all.
*pushes herself to her feet, her leg only throbbing*
Where's Trip?
*hisses and falls*
Fucking teleporters...
*shouts*
WHY DONT YOU KEEP TO YOUR OWN FIGHTS, ASSHOLE!?
*uses the air to lift Sparky into the air and creates a wall of water in front of her, blocking off Judi's vision*
*moves Sparky back inside Chester*
*shadow-walks down by the fight* Now do I need to release Justaria?
((That was in character, btw))
Well, that's good to know, Dani. <3
So, has Zathract twerked while I was gone?
(By the way, I just saw White House Down, REALLY GOOD)
((James Madison is my ___something great grand father or something :P))
Vagina jokes aren't funny. Period.
*Reaches through the water to try and get Sparky* Thank you, Connor! *Smiles happily*
Zafira, do as you please!
Calm Judi leave Sparky alone.
No need to notify me.
I know when you're being genuine.
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