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 401 – 600 of 4985 Newer› Newest»I dedicate this page to Derek. It is his birthday and I hope he has many more :)
Mara: Oh, I'm fine, thanks. *sits up* *winces* How did you deal with the morning sickness? Oh my God, it's the worst. I seem to be having all-day sickness. *rolls eyes*
Harry: It's fine, hey, Zaf. *starts taking out ingredients from the cupboard*
*pushes her self up*. That was, surprisingly, not fun
Alexis: Okay well if you want to ignore me Chase but you're being cold. He doesn't need shit from you. And you know it. Stop being like this over what? He needs help it's the nicest thing you could do.
*hugs Fabi* *laughs*
Awh. I can't wait to read it c:
Hear hear! *raises glass*
Msd :/
Hey everyone, I only came onto say Happy birthday to Derek then leave, I'm so tired, been out with my German friends all day, goodnight! ^.^
Night, Chi!
And Mara, if you disappear
Well with Alexis it was pretty bad I had Javier around I didn't go in a lot to work but I did work from home. So I just dealt with you I guess I mean it goes away. *smiles* I kinda wish I did get to have a son
Hear hear!
It's still in editing and such, but I can send it to you anyway, if you like. [hugs] :-)
#ChaseForBook9
Night, Chione!
Msd, possibly.
#ChaseForBook9
Chase: Fuck... fuck yas!!
*Chase storms off towards Blogland*
*Em shakes her head and continues to hold the cloth to Lorcan's head.*
Em: You okay Lexi??
Is anybody on?
I can only remain for 30ish minutes . . .
Okay, Fabi *hugs*
Mm.. *suddenly jumps a bit, as if frightened, her eyes widening and slowly turning more pale* *a hand goes to her snomach as she's thrown into a rather chaotic coughing fit*
((Hey Anni!))
----Alone on a Tim Burton-esque abandoned playground, a lone figure swings, lab coat flapping limply behind her. There are dark circles under her eyes, and her skin is paler than usual. Through her hair, barely visible, is the beginnings of a faint white stripe.----
*hears coughing*
*looks around*
Adra?
Alexis: hardly. I feel horrible being so useless against what's happening to Lorcan
(Apologies, I MSD at any moment . . .)
((Hi Anni! ))
*Has no idea who Anni is right now and thus doesn't answer*
((Okay))
(Wait, sorry I was gone, did I miss something important? I need to know so I can respond appropriately . . .)
Ah, greetings, Ms. Annika.
(Do you have amnesia or something?)
Ah.
Hello, Sir.
It's good to see you.
*continues swinging*
Indeed, I possess a similar sentiment, Doctor.
(Sorry, Zafira, but every time I hear you mention Javier I just think of Russell Crowe in Les Miserables declaring "AND I'M JAVERT.")
Anni...oh yeah. *mumbles something about not wanting to die*
(No I never know which character you are :3))
Aw, thank you, Sir.
It's nice to be appreciated.
Mara: *nods* Mmm. I suppose it's all worth it in the end, though. *smiles* A son? Well, I mean, if you really wanted a son, I suppose you could always try again. Harry and I both want a girl, but a boy would be amazing too. *hums*
Harry: Would you like some tea, Zaf?
I suppose so.
(It depends on my profile pic. Right now, I am Doctor Precocious --->)
((Ha! And I'm Javert. Do not forget my name, do not forget me, 24601.))
Em: We all are sweetie, it's hard. But that's what silver does to us and it really is a bitch to fight.
When this is all over, he will be so glad that so many stuck by him.
*Lorcan mumbles quietly in his sleep, some blood oozing from his nose but he doesn't move or wake*
Fabi - I don't mind *huggles* you can send it to me if you want :)
Would you like to swing next to me, Sir?
*swings higher*
I know this playground is for children, but sometimes it's good to mess around. Have a good time.
*swings higher*
It keeps us sane.
Thank you Harry I would. And Mara I would if I was with Javier you forget he and I are not...together.
*falls into the snow, eyes watering, gasping at the blood on her hand*
((Ohhhh okay))
No thank you.
I already have my own sort of playground, I suppose.
Alexis: *looks at Lorcan* I can't wait until he's better. I hate seeing him hurt.
(Stars, in your multitude, scarce to be counted, filling the darkness with order and light, you are the sentinels, silent and sure, keeping watch in the night, keeping watch in the niiiiiiiight . . .)
*looks curious at Sir's statement but does not press him further*
Well, that's alright thEN!
*accidentally does a 360 on the swing*
*then falls off*
Ow . . .
*gets to her feet and begins to make her way back*
((Sent it, Mara. :-) [hugs]))
#ChaseForBook9
((Gtg, sorry))
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Fabru *hugs*))
*gets to her lab and collapses in the snow*
(Goodbye, Fabi!)
(Stupid bloody wind turning me into Marilyn Monroe...))
*drags her feet along the ground to stop the swing*
*looks anxiously towards where she knows Adra's lab to be*
Do . . . do you think she's alright?
I have a bad feeling . . .
...
I hope she shall be alright.
But, sadly, I doubt it.
... Hrm. Makes me wish that I spent more time studying medicine.
((...oh you poor girl ::3 on the bright side, Marilyn Monroe was pretty hot. On the downside, she had a reputation))
Em: Neither do I...
*Chase punches a tree*
Chase: Fuck what is wrong with you Horowitz!
Drew: I was about to ask the same question.
(Death, is that you, in your profile pic?
It's pretty.)
I studied medicine, once. But I got my degree in 1846, so it may be time for me to pull out of practice . . .
*laughs*
*catches sight of the tuft of white in her bangs*
*stops laughing*
(Oh my God. Some dude turned up in a green dragon onesie.... He's a year ten. He will be murdered. I love that dude.))
*Pokes her head through the door and sneakily hugs Chase then Em*
*pulls out black scarf covered with symbols*
*taps symbol*
*scarf turns into black top hat*
*puts it on, tucking her hair up inside it*
(That's not me... I'll get a good picture of me in a sec... :/))
(I meant of your character . . .)
(Oh, nah. Death and I are pretty much exactly the same, except she has ice blue eyes...
--> ))
*feels the cold seep into her clothes and shivers, feeling at the same time extrordinarily feverish* *breathes out, looking up, breathing in sharp quick intakes*
(Awwww, that looks great! I wish I looked that cute.
Except I look silly in purple . . .)
Alexis: *watches Lorcan smiling* Ido love him
...
*Frowns at the white stripe in her hair*
Well... Bah, never mind.
Sorry I poofed! My mam came home and I thought that my stepdad was going to come upstairs!
(Shut. *Stab* Up. *Stab* I'm not cute. I will stab whoever calls me cute.)
*swings back and forth*
I love swing sets.
I've never understood why.
*sigh*
*sips cup of tea*
*whilst swinging*
((...then why out the picture there? :/ if you don't like it so much..?))
((K Marsies!))
OMGGGGG HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK!!! :D
(not here)
(. . . You're the least cute person I've ever seen.
You're so uncute.
You're less cute than a My Little Pony eating fruit loops.
. . .
How's that?)
*pokes Death*
*cough*You'recuteandadorableandpretty*cough*
Because I thought she wanted to see an it takes about two minutes to change profile pictures and I'd already saved it and it was already Savin. While I posted that.))
(*waves at nonexistent Jubilence*)
JUBI HI AND BYE! *hugs*
(Much better, Anni.
*Goes to stab Mara but stops* I can't stab you....))
((O.O))
(I must run off into the night, now . . .)
(0.0)
(Just realised that Tristan and I broke up tree years ago yesterday... Wow...))
(Bye Anni!! *Hugs*))
*Em smiles at Alexis*
Em: I'm glad he makes you happy sweetie. You deserve it. And he deserves to have someone like you too.
Chase: Don't start Drew, please don't fucking start.
Drew: Why are you so angry about him, he's done nothing wrong but be born into a shitty world?
Chase: She wants to change the baby's name because of this fella! She wants to integrate him into our family. He doesn't belong to us.
Drew: His father was gonna kill him because he is what Em is. Just for the simple reason that he is a werewolf.
Chase: Yeah well he should have done it fucking quicker.
((Night Anni!))
*slowly sits up, feeling drained* *looks towards the lab door, getting soaked in the snow* mm..
*grins at Death*
Cause I'm too sweet.
Alexis: I know. *moves and gently brushes hand through his hair* Ah. I feel bad...
*Glowers at Chase* Oi. Cut it out. In his world, you were trying to kill him.
*Turns to Drew* You too. Be quiet.
*Looks at everyone* Our darling Lorcan is in pain. *Smiles sweetly* If you don't shut your mouths and take care of him, I will cut out your tongues and feed them to whatever beast I find. Okay? *Beams at everyone then returns to cleaning Lorcan's face*
*(RP... I really don't mean it...))
(Because I love you too much. And because you're freakish beautiful.))
*begins to slowly walk to her lab, her much led continually locking and pinching in pain* *feels herself start to cry and stops, standing there, her head in her hands*
(Msd...)
(K)
((Brb for dinner maybe..))
Gtg fdaGsdgadsdg byee
Bye Mara))
*sits down, her sobs dissolving into gasps*
((Hmmm so what to do...))
*lets Harralie be and shadow-walks* Where is everyone? Croatoan isn't even around.
*covers her mouth to stop her hyperventilation* *feels slightly lightheaded*
*hangs from tree*
Brbr dinner
*sits up, shivering violently*
*is walking dejectedly through Blogland*
*notices Adra*
Oh!
Hullo, Adra.
*nods to her*
(I just want to say, even if nobody sees this, that almost no book series' have ever touched me in as profound a way as Skulduggery Pleasant has, and I count myself profoundly blessed to, not only be truly a part of the community now, despite having read the books for years, but to have had the initiative to look at the L shelf in my local library and think "Huh. A fireball-throwing, wise-cracking, stylishly-dressed skeleton detective."
And then I took it off the shelf and my life changed forever.)
((*hugs* I know- it's... It is an experience, isn't it?))
. . .
Can I offer you a cup of tea?
*presents tray of tea*
It's good. It's . . .
*checks the label*
It's Orange Survival Eternal Mountain Zen Temple Monk's Sweet Blend of Delicious Delight. With a hint of oil of bergamot.
(*hugs back* I haven't known any of you for that long but it feels so good to be part of this whole thing and to make new friends here. Not many of my 'real life' friends read these books, so it's wonderful to find people who love them enough to create the whole world within a world that is Blogland.)
*nods, reaching out a shaking head and takes a cup, her hand jostling the tea* *frowns*
((Right? RIGHT?? It's brilliant :). But I'm glad you're here))
(I'm glad I'm here too!
And I'm glad that I get to be a freaking awesome person who wears a sequinned tuxedo jacket and drives around in a creepy black van while sipping tea and listening to Panic! At the Disco.
That's awesome, right there.)
*frowns*
Are you alright?
. . .
What am I saying, of course you're not.
*sighs*
I haven't been well lately, either.
((Ah, Panic! :3. Not that I listen to them))
*quietly* I appear to be worsening in condition
(But you know what IS annoying?
I'm a slow typer, so my problem is that, when there's a lot of people on, I'll write a comment. And then by the time it pops up, six other people have commented, and I'm like "Ooh! Gotta reply to that!" and then there are seven more, and it's just ACK! But hey, the perils of Blogland. It's worth it.)
. . .
*swallows grimly*
We're friends, Adra. I think you owe me enough to tell me.
How much time have you got?
*laughs* Plenty, because I don't plan on dying
((It is hard. I know trust me. Like when I was in the demons thing with Adra her and I controlled most of them so it was hard because everyone was in it! And the Alastair thing I was busy beyond busy so i would see 888 comments i read over barely we're on 900 I'm like AAAAH))
*smiles gratefully*
That's good.
I thought I was going to die once.
*sighs wistfully as if recalling a happy memory*
*her hat falls off*
Oops!
(Well, I know I've missed more spectacular adventures in Blogland that can be counted, so I decided not to read any comments before when I came on, because I'd just get wistful. Besides, Precocious wouldn't know any of that, so I'm letting myself learn by talking to y'all.)
((You were one demon. Two, actually. That wasn't "most of them"...))
Mm...yeah. *sips her tea*
*hurriedly picks up her hat*
*her long gray hair is whipping everywhere, and she tries to tame it, tucking it back into the hat*
*the thinnest of thin white stripes runs through her hair*
*notices it but stays quiet* *her head lolls a little*
*slowly and painfully gets to her feet, making her way back to the lab*
(This is me, I have no umbrellas right now)
I gtg because it's almost 1 A.M, but I agree with your earlier statement, Anni, and I'm glad I met you.
((hugseverybody))
((wonders why I'm using two sets of parentheses))
((poofs))
(Btw, that goes for ALL of you.)
((poofs again))
(I know you're gone, October, but I'm glad I met you too!
*waves as she disappears*)
*watches Adra go*
Are you sure there's nothing I can do? I can do a lot.
No...
Actually, mind, uh, coming with me? I can show you more of my lab, if you like
Why not?
I do enjoy a good tour.
*follows Adra*
((If anyine is interested i just posted something Ari and I did between Justaria and Alastair, it's on Nameless))
Good... *once she's inside, grabs a cane by the door and walks with it*
Well- *points to a set of machines* that helps me create new alchemical symbols.
That *points to a strange capsule of light* supplies energy... I have a medical room, med bay, a wall of herbs, as well as many grown in my garden. I have an art room and an energy room. And many many instruments
Fascinating!
Do you work mostly with symbols and chemicals, then? Or do you have a specific discipline?
Alchemy. I am an alchemist. I manipulate the energy within the earth- and, unlike Elementals, I can actually do things. I'm not just above the earth and the life, I'm part of it myself. It's all about, well- transcendentalism, I suppose. Well, that is a part of it. There is just a ton to know
*is sitting thinking* Hmm...
The pursuit of knowledge. Now that, THAT, I can respect.
*tips hat to Adra*
*looks around*
It must be nice to have a definitive place to call home. I live at the Midnight Hotel, when I'm not running about in my van . . .
Well, I'm always open if you need a place to crash- I have more than enough rooms here
Thank you for the generous offer. I'll keep that in mind.
*sits on a swivel chair*
I would like to shake the hand of whoever invented swivel chairs.
(True story.)
Hello. :-)
#ChaseForBook9
Hi Fabs
That are a rather fantastic invention
Dododdodidifodkdodif
*lays down*
(Hello, Fabi!)
*spins on swivel chair*
A great triumph of invention indeed. Did you know that in 1841, I invented the zombie-proof smoking jacket?
Hello Adra, Annika, Zaf.
#ChaseForBook9
I was greatly attached to the 1800s I suppose. It shows in my choice of hats, I think.
Hi Fabi
Zombie-proof? Impressive... *loud screeches are suddenly heard* *sighs, slowly hobbling her way to her door*
*stands up*
What on earth is that?
Dragons again?
*appears besidd Anni*
*barges into the room to see the dragons hanging up against Dimka* *whistles sharply and freaks them out*
*gasps in shock*
Who are you!?
You appeared!
*motions helplessly at Justaria*
She appeared! Out of nowhere! Like Niccolo! Or Oscar!
She does that.
((Zaf, for future reference, my lab does have wards))
*laughs* I am Justaria. I am like Niccolò, maybe. I'm a true name.
*gives Justaria a wary look*
. . . I am Doctor Precocious. A monster hunter.
*cautiously holds out hand*
A pleasure, to be sure.
*shakes* I know you. Zafira knows you I know you.
*ends up sedating the animals and hobbles slowly out, each step an effort in itself*
. . . Alright.
*still looks wary*
*but in an amiable way*
You fear me. I don't want to hurt anyone I swear! I'm just out for a bit so Zaf can have some time to think. And plus I wanted to be out I get along with her easier because she's grown nicer.
...*picks up her canvas in the corner, turning on soft Baroque and begins painting again*
You're Zafira's true name, then?
((Sailboat scholar severe shellfish signal skeleton slime smart snail sort spotlight squash starboard surround swan))
((G'bye.))
#ChaseForBook9
(That sounded like a Niki Manaj song.)
Yes, Fabi 0.0
Yes I am Zafira's true name. *smiles*
((Sorry...))
#ChaseForBook9
*glances over at where Adra disappeared to*
I think she's painting. That's nice. If they're good, they'll last a long time. The problem with hat making is that different hats go out of style. I made some quality top hats, let me tell you, but now the only places I could sell them are steampunk conventions.
I only knew one man who found out his true name.
He was my uncle, actually.
He died.
*sigh*
I've often wondered what my true name was. But if I knew it, then Oscar wouldn't be alive, would he?
I hope my true name isn't something embarrassing.
Like Smelborp.
((*hugs Fabru))
*hums, pulling the brush across the paper, creating dynamic lines and sharp angles*
Ah. *looks around* Hmm now what shall I do?
My taken name, though, that's different. I named myself after two men who made a significant impact one my life. Doctor for a man who once inspired me to great things, and Precocious for a man who once tried to hurl me into an active volcano.
Good times, good times.
Justaria, hello my dear. *Waves*
*blinks at her painting*
Interesting. Zaf took her name for no reasons that big.
Hi Rose
Oh, greetings, Rose.
*presents tea*
Would you like some Orange Survival Eternal Mountain Zen Temple Monk's Sweet Blend of Delicious Delight? With a hint of oil of bergamot.?
How are you darling? Fairing well? How was Zafira's mind?
Sorry, Doctor, I must decline.
No worries. More tea for me.
*sips tea*
(I'm actually sipping tea right now, and it's lovely. French Vanilla. Mmmmmm.)
No thank you Annika. And Rose, her mind is creepy. I can't get the thoughts ugh! Niccolò....I mean he's nice but she loves him he's stupid to not try with her oh my god.
Mm... *stares at her canvas*
It's actually quite good...
Yes, I agree. When two people are obviously besotted with each other, it's stupid when they both refuse to make a move.
*sips tea*
*completely clueless*
*idiot*
*Sighs and pats Justaria's shoulder* Oh dear. Well, he it's the best of people. He's rather annoying. I don't see what Zafira sees in him.
Anni, it does annoy me and she tries but it'll be him in the end. Rose, she sees a lot in him. She sees how kind he is behind that facade of evil, she sees past his imperfections.
I can understand why she loves him. I, personally, feel that any girl would be lucky to have him.
As long as that girl is A: Not me, and B: Suicidal.
*rolls her eyes* deary me.
I think she is suicidal. But hey he is good looking *pokes Adra with shadows*
Ha! It always comes back to that, since the dawn of time.
*shrugs*
*sips tea*
I can hardly disagree.
Where is he? I sometimes worry he'll do something stupid and get us all killed.
I'm not actually sure.
Last we met, he was confronting Oscar.
*stiffens* What
Hmmm alright
(MSD)
((Awh, okay Anni :/))
*Lorcan opens his eyes in a panic. He screams and then lies back, panting*
Lorcan: Oh fuck... fuck...
*is quiet* Well I came at a good time. The silence.
(Sorry . . .
*looks remorseful . . .*)
Alexis: Lorcan! Hey shhh *has hand*
(I'm so, so sorry, but I must needs to go hopping down the bunny trail . . .)
*Lorcan looks at Alexis. Blood still coming out of his mouth and nose with sweat on his face*
Lorcan: Lexi? hi Lexi... you're here...
*slightly turns her baroque down and puts her things away*
I'll be up in my tower* *ascends the steps to the top of the tower, which is essentially a platform many stories in the sky*
*opens her computer and begins to research Oscar, the cold biting her nose*
(Wait, I'm back.)
*sighs*
*sips tea*
Alexis: I'm here. I'm always here.
WHY?! WHY ME?!
Fine. I'm running out of ideas. I dedicate this page to Lorexis. A lovely ship I hope to turn out well and uh uh to Derek not killing us all with Book 9, my emotions need time to recover you know.
((Lol Zaf))
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