As was recently pointed out to me, "Nerdy Dalek" is an anagram of my name, so I suppose it's only fitting that my birthday should be the day my Doctor Who story comes out on ebook. The Mystery of the Haunted Cottage is a Tenth Doctor adventure and I had unimaginable fun writing it. For those of you who don't read ebooks, fret not- a physical book, containing all eleven stories by eleven writers, will be arriving late next month.
Ah yes, my birthday. I am 39 today. Some people might worry about reaching that age — just one more birthday till 40, after all. But not me. I shall live forever. And I don't mean in a metaphorical sense. I don't mean I'll live forever in the hearts and minds of my readers. I mean I will literally live forever, drawing as I do from your pain and suffering.
Your pain makes me strong.
Today is the day I knuckle down and officially start Book 9. I've been writing bits and pieces of it for the last few weeks — I've got close to 10,000 words done — but today it kicks off properly. October 23rd is, of course, the day Skulduggery died, hundreds of years ago. Once again, I think it's only fitting that I begin his final book on such a date. Poignant, even.
Sniffle.
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«Oldest ‹Older 2001 – 2200 of 4985 Newer› Newest»Greetings once again, hopefully for good this time.
And I do agree that the dedication was impressive.
"Never doubt that a small group of committed people can change the world. Indeed. it is the only thing that ever has."
...Or something along those lines.
*Indeed, it*
wb Mycrof.
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STAR [hugs]
Smell smell!
...
That sounded weird.
See see?
Taste taste?
Ded aren't edible... Hm... Nor do they have an odor...
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*brella*I've barely lived, and yet everybody I know has already made their debut with orchestra and gets perfect grades and has acted in professional things. I'm a retard.*brella*
See see sounds like you're using the restroom.
And feel feel sounds awfully like what a molester might say.
Incorrect! If we use the literal translation of retard from offensive language to normal language, it means someone with a mental disorder, normally detrimental to their, how do I put this... smartness? Now, do you have a mental disorder?
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Hello Mycroft! ((YO EMBER))
((Aw, Ember, I get what you mean. I'm fifteen, and the twelve and thirteen year olds at my dance studio are all going on pointe, but I'm not ready yet.))
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☂Not that I know about.☂
☂Okay, I'm an IDIOT compared to them.☂
☂((YO FAVIS))☂
☂☂hugs Mossy☂☂
☂I love how I have so many things to call you now... Fabi, Favis, Mavis, Moss, Mossy...☂
Sorry I poofed.
Greetings, Mr. Pine.
((Believe me, I have even more things to call myself))
((And thank you for your input.))
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@Trip: As Gone has taught me, *paraphrases* "Retard is a word that isn't in use any more. When it was in use, it was used to describe those with less than average intelligent. Petey has an average IQ, and may have an over average IQ. Therefore, the word doesn't apply."
. . . Yeah, that was just me fangirling. I love that scene. Not that part, the part where he starts slapping her in the face to try and get her to call her borether a retard in front of him, and then she does, and then he tells her to say it right by his ear. :) It's so horrible/shocking/awesome.
. . . Yes.
It was used to describe people with below average intelligence. That is NOT the same thing as a person with a mental disorder. Not at all. People with mental disorders can have average intelligence or higher than average intelligence, thank you. :)
Sorry.
Actually, just sorry all over. :)
@Ember: *laughs* I think it's better to play on your own than be drowned out by an orchestra. No, not better. It's a bigger achievement. I've played in numerous orchestras, and we're always told that we can play it all wrong so long as we play it LOUDLY. Seriously, that's what we're told. The conductor says, I know you can't play it, that's fine, play it all wrong, but just play it so we can hear it. I think it's more of an achievement to play it on your own and play it right. :)
And - screw them. Firstly, nothing wrong with being an idiot, and secondly, I'm sure you aren't one. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
☂:p☂
For what reason are you using parentheses? Nobody appears to be roleplaying.
Ah, that's not true. I get that too. In my old school, I was smarter than everyone, I was even considered mildly musical. In my new school, I'm /average/. It's horrible to go from top of the class to middle. So yeah, I felt pretty damn stupid. But really, it's a matter of perspective. I'm average of the above average! Or, in the case of maths or music, worst of the best! So, really, you're hardly stupid are you? Just, compared to geniuses, you aren't amazing. Oh no. But to some, you're smarter than they could dream. You are not stupid, merely outclassed.
#ChaseForBook9
☂☂huggles Star☂☂
[Pokes Dragona] Hi.
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@Fabi: *hugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
☂☂huggles Trip too, if he doesn't mind☂☂
Thank you for that slightly scalding update to my on board dictionary Star.
#ChaseForBook9
*hugs Trip* :) You're awesome.
#ChaseForBookNine
Yay! Huggles! *huggles*
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*hugs Star* You're awesomer.
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Because Ms. December speaks behind umbrellas, and as I do not have any umbrellas with me at the moment, parentheses seem like the only logical way to reply.
Oh, no, average. That's so terrible!
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*sarcastic* I know! It's just the worst!
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*turns invisible*
I will accept that answer, Miss Fabienne.
*rolls eyes at the sarcasm*
*keeps an eye out for tumbleweeds*
#ChaseForBook9
☂☂sets far to tumbleweed and watches it burn with morbid fascination☂☂
@Ember: Everybody has positives and negatives. You're half positive stuff, remember. :)
@Trip: Sorry. Just, it irritates me a bit, because it irritates my characters a bit.
I could rant here, but it would be about the plot twist in my new story, and I can't reveal the plot twist when I haven't even finished writing the first chapter!
#ChaseForBookNine
☂☂turns into a bunny and nuzzles against Star☂☂
Apologies, working on a little update to my most recent nameless chapter and replying to an email.
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☂☂hops to Trip and Fabi and nuzzles them too before trying to find the invisible Dragona so she can nuzzle him too☂☂
*feeds December a carrot*
#ChaseForBook9
*strokes Ember the bunny just before she hops off* :)
#ChaseForBookNine
☂☂makes happy squeaky sound in delight and noms on carrot, curling up next to Trip☂☂
[Gives a purple carrot to the Ember-bunny]
[Starts singing this Imogen Heap song]
#ChaseForBook9
*looks horrified at Star* HOW COULD YOU FEED EMBER A LIVE BUNNY!? YOU MONSTER!!!
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Hey, you stole what I was going to do!
[Throws a really angry plastic squirrel at Trip]
#ChaseForBook9
*strokes Ember-Bunny*
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☂☂gives Star a rabbit-hug, if that's possible, and alternates between purple and regular carrot before hopping over to Fabi and flopping onto her lap (if she's sitting down, that is☂☂
@Trip: WHAT.
*gives Ember a rabbit-hug back, if that's possible for a bubble to do*
PURPLE CARROTS. :)
You know how Eve's the Banana Lord? Well, she used to have purple bananas. And they were like, the special bananas . . . yeah. Except, as far as I know, they don't exist in this layer of reality. Funny how these coincidences happen. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemblipnoktimponanima.
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☂Hey guys, where did we go after the Embargo Um Bongo post filled out?☂
There are red bananas. I think.
[hugs Star] [hugs Star again]
[Tickles Ember-bunny with a feather]
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The next one down.
0.0
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@Fabi: Ooh, really? O_O
ME MUST HAVE ONE.
*giggles at the Ember bunny being tickled* *shrugs at Ember, seeing as I'm not really paying much attention to which post when anymore*
#ChaseForBookNine
☂☂bunny-giggles and falls off Fabi's shoulder☂☂
☂Have you guys heard of something called In Real Life?☂
No. What is it?
#ChaseForBook9
Anyone want to read the first bit of it? Because it's new? You don't have to, you can just ignore it. And, I have written more than I post, I just don't see a reason to post all of it. :) Just, people sometimes post bits of new stories . . . so yeah.
Sylvia hated the desert already. There wasn't anything here except dusty sandy dirty stuff which blew in her eyes and on her face and stung, and the wind, which was what made the dusty sandy dirty stuff blow around, and the sun, which was way too hot, and the clear blue cloudless sky, which failed to put any covering on the sun. There was no water and no food and nothing the slightest bit entertaining, and there was no anything else, so there was no anywhere else, so there was no anywhere else to go to, so Sylvia was lost. It sounded ludicrous. Yesterday, she would have laughed. Lost, in a desert? That was stupid. It was flat, so you could see everywhere and see the place you needed to go, stupid! But you couldn't see everywhere, because there was nowhere and nothing. They'd all hidden behind the horizon. Plus, there were dunes, so it wasn't totally flat. She'd be happy if it was totally flat, though. No, she wouldn't. Totally flat deserts are still deserts, and Sylvia hated deserts.
Also, mirages. Everyone heard about mirages when they heard about deserts. Sylvia was already seeing shimmery patches in the horrible stupid dunes, and vague shapes on the horizon that later fuzzled out of sight. She refused to go chasing after them. It was enough being an idiot who got lost in deserts without being an idiot who chased mirages like an idiot.
However, then one of the vague dots on the horizon elongated, like a rectangle except all fuzzy, and then it was a person, and then it was a person wearing brown, and then it was a girl in brown with red hair, and then she was standing next to Sylvia and glaring at her and Sylvia didn't really think she was a mirage after all.
“What are you doing sitting in the desert?” the girl demanded. Her accent sounded odd. Her tone sounded mean. She looked like her voice. Sylvia didn't like her.
“What are you doing standing in the desert?” Sylvia countered.
“I'm walking in the desert. I just stopped to point out that you're an idiot.” Sylvia laughed. “And you're beyond an idiot.”
Riley sighed, frustrated. “I mean it. If you just sit there without any shading, you're going to get sunburnt.”
“Woah, really? I didn't realise.”
“You think that the fact you're doing something idiotic, and you know it's idiotic, and yet you're doing it anyway, makes you less of an idiot?"
TBC
“Do you see any sunhats around here?"
“You came into the desert without a sunhat?"
“I didn't have time to grab one.”
The girl's eyebrows shot up. "Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah -”
“Woah?"
“Yeah, woah. Woe betide idiots who come into the desert unprepared."
This girl was really getting on Sylvia's nerves. “Are you going to say something useful, or are you just going to stand there insult me because you have nothing better to do?”
“Nah, think I'll sit and insult you instead.” Ignoring Sylvia’s glare, the girl thumped down and leant back on her rucksack slightly. It was at that moment that Sylvia noticed she was wearing a rucksack. One of those huge ones.
“How long are you planning to be here for?” the girl asked.
“Um, I'm sort of lost, so . . .”
Riley groaned. Okay, that was it. Next time she saw a potential idiot, she was running off in the other direction before she realised exactly how idiotic they were and felt compelled to untangle them from their idiocy. “Do you want me to show you the way home?”
“You would? Thanks.” The idiot was confident, sure the world would do whatever she wanted.
Riley gritted her teeth. Stuck-up idiot.
“Where is your home?”
Sylvia hesitated. “I'm not too sure. That's why I'm lost.”
Riley sighed. "Yeah, but where is it?”
“Um . . ." Lie, lie, lie!
But what to say in the lie?
“Oh, don't say you've run away.”
“Is it any of your business if I have?"
“Oh, you idiot.”
“Would you mind not calling me that?”
“I don't know your name, and idiot is the world that describes you best. Or possibly blonde. You're very blonde. And yes, I mean that in the idiotic sense.”
Sylvia felt anger flare in her. "Do you actually realise how sad you are?”
“Do you actually realise how stupid you are?”
“If I’m stupid, what does that make you?”
“Your guide who knows exactly what she is doing and isn't lost without a sunhat. Do you want me to take you to the forest? That's a better place to run away to. Food, water, shade . . .”
“Please.”
Riley bounced to her feet, a little awkwardly because of her rucksack. Sylvia copied her, without the bouncing or the awkwardness.
“Okay then. Follow me, nameless stranger.”
“My name's Sylvia.”
“And you should not tell that to nameless, potentially dangerous strangers. Well done.”
Sylvia rolled her eyes.
“I'm Riley,” Riley divulged, figuring that if she was to help idiots, she might as well gain a reputation with it. Then possibly people might pay her.
“Didn't you just disobey your own advice?”
“Nope. You're a named stranger now.”
Sylvia hissed in irritation, but she decided not to do anything that might make Riley go back to whatever she was doing. She wanted to get out of this desert. Because she hated the desert.
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☂I can't get a clear opinion on it, and it's making me confused.☂
*applause*
#ChaseForBook9
XD
I'm going to go make a list of words that begin with S but do not undermine anyone's intelligence. See you!
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☂☂blinks☂☂
☂wat☂
☂Okay, bye!☂
That's going to be a very long list Fabi.
#ChaseForBook9
☂Well, I have to go too, so...☂
☂☂bunny twitches ears in farewell and hops away☂☂
Hi...
That's all I've been doing all day. Coming in and saying hi then disappearing again...
I just...
Oh never mind.
Hi everyone.
Bye Bugs!
#ChaseForBook9
Hello Emerald! How are you?
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah I'm okay, I'm tired.
Still trying to figure out the RP i've been doing... It's not working out that well.
How so?
#ChaseForBook9
I dunno...
Cause Lorcan is in a bad shape. And Emerald came to see him in the Sanctuary hospital but Chase doesn't like the older Lorcan at all and I have no idea how to come to a compromise on this situation.
Maybe there isn't one. Maybe the characters will just have to live on in a state of mutual disliking. It's a good plot device.
#ChaseForBook9
Thanks. :)
Hi Em! :)
@Em: Characters can be awkward like that. :( Sometimes, you just DON'T know the answer to a situation. And . . . I can't really help. :/ Sorry.
#ChaseForBookNine
Well Lorcan is in the hospital at the moment, fighting silver poisoning.
So he's strapped to the bed like a mental patient for his own safety and everyone elses and he has like these epic fits and spasms while fighting with his wolf trying to take the chance to come out.
So that's the only reason why Emerald went to the hospital in anyway.
How did he get silver poisoning?
#ChaseForBook9
He killed an innocent by accident and werewolf hunters stumbled across him. He killed them but was shot 3 times.
Hello. I am here.
Is anyone else?
brb I have to get dinner guys.
Oh, bye Em.
Hello Annika!
#ChaseForBook9
Hullo, Trip!
How goes the world since I've been gone?
Eh, it's been fairly real. *holds hand out and a teapot pops into hand* Tea?
#ChaseForBook9
Do you have to ask?
*eagerly produces teacup*
*produces a gold plated tea cup, pours tea in Annika's then own cup*
#ChaseForBook9
*sips tea*
Things have been fairly sedate in Blogland, I think. Sure, some very interesting things have happened lately, but I feel like there's a lull un the storm.
*chuckles*
I wonder if we're being lulled into a false sense of security.
*wakes up*
*coughs*
Mefhdfhn
We always are. *gulps down half the cup of tea*
#ChaseForBook9
@What Trip said earlier
I'm not going to list them all! I'm not a human dictionary like Sir or Croatoan! It's just an exercise I do sometimes. When someone insults me, I write a list of happy things beginning with the same letter. :-)
#ChaseForBook9
TADRAAAAA
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Dinner. Bye.
#ChaseForBook9
((Oh, yeah, hi btw ^.^ I have a little bit before I go to sleep over at the zoo
literal zoo))
*shakily gets to her feet, her muscles groaning and puts her weight on her cane* *sighs and goes to paint* *frowns* *realizes she hasn't eaten in days* *shrugs*
Goodbye, Trip!
Hullo, Adra and Fabi!
((Bye-
Fabru NOT EVERYTHING IS TADRA.
LORD))
(Can I just say that I love Blogland!
*salutes the sky*
Vive la Derek Landy!)
Hey, Anni.. *eventually hobbles over to her* *hugs*
((My phone is going to be a bit slow, so I may seem distant but im not!1))
(I love RPing too. I actually have OCD (not to the extent that Oscar has it, of course,) but because of that it's very fun to be able to poke fun at it a bit when I play Oscar. It reminds me that it could be SO MUCH WORSE.)
*hugs Adra*
Hullo, Adra, I'm sorry you're feeling ill.
May I provide a cup of tea and the tears of our enemies?
Or sugar. Whichever you take in your tea.
Annika, earlier you said you "thought" about Mass Effect. Did you mean you just thought about it or thought about playing it? ^^
(*gives Dragona a stern look*
*makes an "I'm watching you, young lady!" sort of motion at her*
I meant I'd thought about PLAYING it.)
((XD))
((Um... I might disappear. Just a warning.))
((Hi people!))
#ChaseForBook9
I'm male, Annika xD
(JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE MALE DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T GIVE YOU AN "I'M WATCHING YOU YOUNG LADY" GLARE, YOUNG MAN.
IT MAKES IT CREEPIER.
AND MORE SINISTER.
*hisses at Dragona*)
Tea, please :3*huggles*
((Okay Fabi! *hugs*))
*pours Adra a cup of tea*
Here you go. You'll like it, it's . . .
*reads the label*
Marigold Spangle Wish-The-World-Away Austrian Delight, with a hint of oil of bergamot.
...where do you get these? *sips*
(I just did ran through my violin program so intensely that my fingers will not stop shaking and my thumb muscle is hurting)
(Facepalm)
Tesla had a ton of OCD. It's funny because Oscar always talks about how people see it as weakness and/or judge him for it, but if anything, it would make me think him even more awesome (I mean, if I hadn't met someone and another person told me they had OCD, I would subconsciously be biased towards them), just because Tesla had it. Also, I love quirks and flaws and such things. I really really love flaws. They're my favorite part of humanity. Anyway. I don't really know why it was necessary to say this.
#ChaseForBook9
*winks at Adra*
I'd tell you, but I'd have to kill you.
Hi Aretha- flaws are rather perfect..,
Ironically
Heh Ember
(Btw Fabi: Special, Sweet, Smart, Super, Sacred!)
...you wouldn't
I'LL GET THERE FIRST! *coughs*
(I have obsessive compulsive TENDENCIES.)
(Awww, thanks, Aretha! I must say, I have always found Tesla to be a really fascinating person. I once got involved in a Tesla vs. Edison poker game at my homeschool meet. My team, the Tesla team, won, of course.)
(My thumb has been shaking rather violently for the past ten minutes and I'm starting to get a little concerned)
I have OCD tendencies when I'm stressed
But that's normal, wanting control in a situation where you have none
Cooooold
*sips tea*
*looks concerned*
December, where on earth are your umbrellas?
((I don't have them when I'm stressed, I have them all the time.))
((thumb. stop shaking.)
((*laughs*))
((They're difficult to do on my phone. Normally I do them, but I wasn't expecting to be on here for this long...))
((And I don't feel like putting them in right this second. It's kind of refreshing, not having to copy-paste all the time.))
((Though obviously they'll be back next time I'm on.))
*sips her Marigold Spangle Wish-The-World-Away Austrian Delight, with a hint of oil of bergamot*
Do you like my new hat? - - - >
Ah, fair enough, December.
☂Ah, what the heck.☂
((I HATE EDISON SO MUCH IT IS NOT EVEN OKAY. I mean, I know my hatred for him is completely ridiculous. I really really try not to hate anyone, and I've actually narrowed the list of people I hate down to three. Those three are Hitler, Stalin, and Edison. And I really shouldn't hate him. Really, he's so far from unworthy of comparison to Tesla, I barely care at all about their rivalry anymore. It was only one page in Tesla's life, and while I still think Edison was a terrible person and I hate that people practically worship him as a model human being when in reality he was the farthest from it, but I still shouldn't hate him so much for that. At this point, I think it's just that I've basically trained myself to hate him since 3rd grade (the year I started researching Tesla), which is bad, and I know it's bad, but I can't get over it! I can't make myself. It's a problem I'm working on. Anyway.))
#ChaseForBook9
☂It actually feels better to have them... It feels more personal, you know?☂
☂And while I do love this hat, I liked the previous one just a bit more...☂
Gods I should've seeng that coming
☂Adra☂
☂You just put Edison on a list with Hitler☂
☂ARI☂
☂Not Adra☂
☂Seeng what coming?☂
☂Also, why does my phone think seeng is a word?☂
*raises hands in the air*
I'm Team Tesla! I'm Team Tesla!
Pleas don't lynch me!
*sits on tree writing papers* Woah woah woah
☂My phone cannot take "Mycroft" and yet "seeng" is perfectly acceptable.☂
☂I am not happy about this☂
And I like my hat!
*frowns*
It has playing cards and a teapot on it!
So I can have tea or get a straight flush anywhere I go!
Also, Columbus. Columbus was a selfish jerk.
#ChaseForBook9
Seeng:
Drumstick. A bean-like variety of marrow which looks exactly like a drumstick.
You know who was a total jerk,
but a really badass total jerk?
Thomas Blood.
Invisible five bucks to whoever already knows who he is.
☂YES. COLUMBUS WAS A BITCH.☂
☂Seeng is a freaking word.☂
What?
Oh.
Right
Omg today is Leon's birthday so I wished him a happy bitthday in English xD
☂Tower of London dude?☂
☂congrats u wanna cookie☂
☂I joke. I joke.☂
Yeah yeah yeah he was the Tower of London dude.
*looks sullen*
*gives December five bucks*
☂☂giggles☂☂
☂I should go now... And my thumb still hurts...☂
Do you know who really sucked? Henry VII. Lil' bitch
THE GUY CHOOSES THE GENDER OF THE CHILD
[Hugs everyone]
[Sings ViHart's Doodle Music]
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Okay Ember :/
Goodbye, December, I wish you well.
And you know who was a nasty and yet borderline unkillable jerk?
Rasputin. Hate, hate, hate Rasputin!
I thought that was Henry VIII?
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K Ember
☂(Henry VIII was evil but bad-ass.)☂
☂(I kinda forgot who Henry VII was.)☂
☂(Bye for real)☂
((Well, looks like Blogger just deleted my comment. Basically what it said was yes, Columbus was a jerk, and also I realize it's a problem that I put Edison on a list with Hitler and Stalin.))
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((O.O Well its how you feel Ari))
Yeah, it is. I just messed up the *VIII part :3
((No, but it's not okay, and I know it's not okay. I'm just struggling with it. It's a flaw of mine.))
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I find it very distressing that after Tesla died his lab was sold to pay for his hotel bill . . .
((So we are all flawed in some way))
This is true, this is very true.
Hello.
#ChaseForBookNine
*looks startled*
Hullo.
My name is Doctor Precocious.
*holds out hand*
A pleasure . . . I suppose.
@Anni: Have you heard Ari rant about Tesla yet? His life was unbelievable. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Damn. -_- I have to brb soon.
#ChaseForBookNine
HUNTER! *hobbles as fast as she can and hugs*
Hunter! I don't believe we've met! [Shakes hand]
How are you on this fine time of day?
#ChaseForBook9
(Oh, I don't need her to rant about Tesla. I know nearly everything there is to know about that badass . . .)
*looks at Precocious* Yes . . . hello. I just said that, but is there a law against saying something twice? If so, I'll break it.
#ChaseForBookNine
If there was a law against saying something twice, I'd have been executed long ago.
Not that there's not cause for that anyway.
*chuckles softly*
Tea?
@Fabi: No, I don't think we have met, have we? *frowns, thinking*
I'm okay, I think. How are you?
@Adra: *raises eyebrow* Woah, okay. You don't hate me. That's cool. Hello. *hugs back*
#ChaseForBookNine
Yes I do, but I just have missed you!
You can't know everything there is to know about anyone. It's impossible. And even if you already know about something, hearing how it has affected someone else is still all O.O for me, anyway.
#ChaseForBook9
Back again folks
@Adra: You know, you're really odd. Being odd can be awesome sometimes, though. Or it can just be odd. Thanks.
#ChaseForBookNine
*glances at the door*
Ah, there's Emerald.
Ah yeah :) Hey Anni
Welcome back, Em.
@Annika: Yes, please. And, execution is not fun, unless it's the other type of execution, like when you execute plans. But often that goes wrong, so it's still not really fun. And plans aren't really fun anyway.
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi Em! [hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
Watch how I repeated the phrase 'really fun' there. See? I have layers to my ramblings. *nods proudly*
#ChaseForBookNine
So, what's happened whilst I've not been here?
#ChaseForBookNine
Hai!
Well, I'm dying.
Again
Plans are useful, but not fun. Unless the plan involves disguising yourself as a viking or an upper management executive, or hiding your best friend in a pie.
*pours a cup of tea*
Here, try this. It's . . .
*reads label*
Harold O'Colindar's Pearly Sweet Confection. With vanilla.
*deactivates his tactical cloak and reappears*
(I don't even know what the hell is happening anymore... Fuck this.)
I should probably just disappear...
#ChaseForBook9
Greetings.
(Yikes! Hey, Rose, I didn't see you there!)
[Hugs Deathy]
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*glances at the door*
Ah! Hullo, Sir, how are you!
We were having some tea and discussing things with Hunter, here . . .
((Oh- hi Rose! Uh, bye?))
((Okay Fabru))
SIR! *tackles as well*
Deathy Don't Go!!!
So what are we doing lads... tis very quiet for a friday.
Well, good bye Ms. Rose and Fabienne, if you two truly leave.
Hunter? Hm, I have heard the name before.
*sips tea*
I don't know.
I too feel that things have been abnormally quiet of late.
(I don't see any reason I should stay....)
(You could sing a song for us.
Or recite poetry.
Or drink some tea.
Or just interject with little nonsensical witticisms.
Or simply assure us that we have your company.)
Sorry, had to poof and got distracted.
*hugs Death* Hey, that's okay.:) Confusion can be fun.
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((Well... If you truly done want to, then I don't suppose anyone can stop you?
@Annika: Yes, there're all more fun when you don't plan them.
@Adra: Aw. *looks disappointed* I swear, you disappear for five seconds these days and before you know it everyone's stealing your job. Not that killing you was my job. But still, my point stands. Or maybe it sits; it could be tired.
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Sorry, poofed.
Not that you were very good at your job, in any case
*finishes her tea*
*sets down the cup*
So, Mister . . . Hunter, was it?
What brings you to this dreary section of Blogland?
@Sir: You mean WE haven't met either?
So many people to meet. Hello.
@Death: Sometimes, the fact you don't see a reason is the reason. And if there is no reason, maybe you should find one? And if you can't, then there is truly no reason. But you'll always be welcome, unless you're not.
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Welcome back, Ms. Star and Dragona.
I FIND IT VERY DISTRESSING THAT TESLA DIED TOTALLY PENNILESS AND HIS ONLY FRIENDS WERE PIGEIONS AND EVERYONE DISMISSED HIM AS A CRAZY OLD MAN, AFTER EVERYTHING HE DID FOR THE WORLD! LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE THING HE INVENTED WAS EITHER CONSIDERED IMPOSSIBLE OR NOT EVEN DREAMED UP TO BE CALLED IMPOSSIBLE UNTIL HE INVENTED IT. AND THEN HE GOT A BIT OLDER, AND HIS FRIENDS AND FINANCIAL SUPPORTERS DIED OFF, AND HE WAS SUGGESTING THE SAME IMPOSSIBLE THINGS HE'D ALWAYS SUGGESTED, AND PEOPLE WERE LIKE, NO, YOU'RE JUST CRAZY, THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. AND HE DIED LIKE THAT. HE HAD THIS GREAT MIND, THAT WAS STILL WORKING, AND ALL HE EVER WANTED TO DO WITH HIS LIFE WAS INVENT- THAT WAS LITERALLY THE PURPOSE OF HIS EXISTENCE- AND HE STILL COULD HAVE DONE IT, BUT THE WORLD WOULDN'T LET HIM, AND IT MUST HAVE DRIVEN HIM MAD. "IT IS A SIMPLE FEAT OF ENGINEERING- ONLY EXPENSIVE- COLD, FEINT-HEARTED, DOUBTING WORLD." I FIND IT DISTRESSING THAT HE DIED LIKE THAT.
...I think I'm going to go cry now...
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Hullo, Dragona!
Thank gods I didn't get that
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