*gasp* I just got an e-mail, and apparently one of my best friends, a guy named Shayne who moved away so I haven't seen him in ages, has just written a massive article for Doctor Who TV about solving the mystery of the Ninth Doctor's lost adventures. IT'S EVEN ABOUT MY FAVORITE DOCTOR! I'm giggling uncontrollably now.
I'm not thinking too clearly either. I'm high on Whovian excitement right now. Did you hear that a group of intrepid Whovian treasure hunters (yes, that's a thing) rediscovered a vault with nearly a hundred thought to be lost to time Doctor Who episodes from the first and second Doctors?
Luciana, since you've been published (WELL FREAKING DONE, BY THE WAY) do you have any advice for a fifteen year old girl who has written a short-story collection she wants to get published?
Sorry, I am pretty distant. If I miss comments I apologise. ^^
@Mara: There is a line repeated in a Jenny Owen Youngs song, and it's "all the evidence points in one direction," And every time I hear it I think, "1D", and "Mara!" and ":3". The 'did someone say direction' just reminded me of it. :)
*hugs Star* :) My physics teacher did not use TMBG to describe velocity. He probably made up an example with toast or something, idk. :P We did that at the beginning of year eleven, rather than in year ten, though, so only recently. :) In fact, it's also relevant to what we're covering now. Hm. ^^
@Fabi: Cyan stripes are pretty... :P I think that's to do with the ink in the printer being low or something, but I'm not sure. I think sometimes we print blank pages a couple of times through and see if it stops, or reprint the thing and see if that works, but I do not remember and probably wouldn't rely on my advice. :P As long as it is readable, I'd have thought it would be okay, though? I wouldn't expect your teacher/s would have a problem with it, unless it needs to be a SUPER neat copy for display or something, or if s/he is overly fussy about presentation. ^^
Yes, Taia, but not your personal printer ink, which you have to pay for to replace, or at least replace the ink cartridges, which you have to do already very frequently . . .
It's...sort of readable. It's not for my school, though, it's for this other thing I'm entering instead of history fair this year, so Mom's panicking because it has to look good.
I'm going to sing a song. *dances out on stage in a sequinned tuxedo jacket* *audience breaks out in applause* *taps old-fashioned 50's microphone stand* Is this thing on?
I'VE GOT SPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD~ That's how fast I am gooiiinnnggggg... I'VE GOT VELOCITTTYYYYYYY~ That's my speed and directioooonnnnnnnn...
Star, you have it in my head, now. xP I opened the video on YouTube, now, and... Did you have the one with the intro with SuperSpeed and Velocity...Guy? I liked, with the videos from TMBG's science-y and education-y stuff, the two characters are made in their own images. Like, SuperSpeed is John Flansburgh, and Velocity...Guy is John Linnell, in both voice and their character design. I just like that touch, for some reason. Sorry, rambling. But, yeah. :P
@Annika: Hm, fair point. *nods, accepting*
@Fabi: Aw, right. I hope you can get it to work alright, then. ^^ And good luck with the entry of it, too. :)
I have searched across the years for a glimpse beyond the tears. Not caring once for those I left behind.
Having strayed so far from home I deserve to stand alone While I chase the secrets of the night I never saw the beauty in the light!
The sun that never rose the dawn that never came! My morning has deserted me with no one left but me to blame!
None are blind as those who will not see And now the light is here and everything is clear, but now I fear the coming of the dawn has come too late for me.
In the theatre of my mind, though the shadows intertwine it seemed my every step was strong and true and I acted just for me on my stage of fantasy for no one fears the morning's gentle beams except the fool who lives inside his dreams!
The sun that never rose the dawn that never came my morning has deserted me to bear the darkness of my shame reaching for tomorrow I have lost today. And now that all that's gray is fading into day I only pray the coming of the dawn has come to light the way!
Is this the great discovery for which I've waited? Is this how a man is truly created?
A sun that never rose the dawn that never came Why do the things we have seem precious only once they've slipped away? Dreams of glory have their price to pay But far beyond the night Lie promises of light and maybe with the coming of the dawn there comes another day!
Maybe with the coming of the dawn there comes another day!
Hm. Whenever I see the tracklisting of Heresy and the Hotel Choir, I always notice how 'Pearl' is followed by 'Peril', and I like how close together those two words are, in sound and in placement, because there's the scary thing and there's the pretty thing and they're so close together, and, IDK. It's just kind of beautiful, in some way. :)
Like, 'Satin' is an anagram of 'Stain', and it's just how they kind of exist inside and within each other, that coexistence where one can't be without the other and, IDK. It's just... :), y'know?
Sorry. Rambling again. I keep typing the most random rubbish and then getting distracted and expanding. :P
You've kidnapped the wrong singer/songwriter/author/monster hunter/doctor/poker player, you fiend you! And it just so happens I know a thing or two about vans . . . *takes control of vehicle and smashed it into a lamp post* *jumps out and scampers away* This looks like a job for . . . SOMEONE ELSE! *dances down the street singing her own theme song*
Now, the question remains, where did I park my van? I really shouldn't leave it on the 'invisible' setting . . . *A passing maniac smiles at her. She ignores him.* And poor Aubrey is still lost somewhere, poor fellow, he's got the bearing of a wounded bumblebee. And what about me? I've been forced to make my own tea and . . . unwrap my own Poptarts. *shudder* Hmm . . . speaking of Shudder, I should go visit the man. I bet he misses me. Either that or he's given my room away by now.
Well, I guess there's not putting it off. I've got to go back. Back . . . to the future! No, not really, back to the Midnight Ho- *falls down an open manhole in the street* TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeellllllllll . . . *her voice trails away*
((ParAdra: *is back from the chiropractor* Gods my mom went first... 0.0 she did something and it sounded and looked like a broken neck but it was fine but ONG why))
*falls down, down, down through the rabbit hole* Curiouser and curiouser . . . *expects to land in Wonderland, instead falls all the way through the Earth and pops out in China*
Chinese sorcerer: Noooo! Not another teenage white girl! *runs away screaming*
Well, that was strange. I wonder if . . . *jumps backwards into rabbit hole and falls down, down, down . . .* *pops out back on the side of the road*
That was . . . unexpected. *shrugs* Ah, well. Stranger things have happened, and do, with alarming regularity. *walks on*
@Fabi: Damn. I always meant to bury the purple carrot you gave me, but then I forgot because I disappeared . . . *buries it where I bury bananas, Blogland awards and other awesome things*
((ParAdra: I went to the chiropractor and she did something to my neck- she turned it left, and then up, liKE SHE WAS BREAKING MY NECK OR SOMETHING but she wasn't- but it felt like heaven on earth afterward and all this energy in my back is released ((except one spot on my neck that's being a lil' bitch)) and I feel amazinnnnn but I still have whiplash, do it probs won't be long- term))
Is there going to be a Skulduggery Pleasant movie? I'd love to play Valkyrie....unfortunately I don't have an Irish accent...and I don't live in Ireland....*sigh* looks like that dream isn't coming true...
Okay guys. I really hope someone sees this. My friends and I were looking at the Skulduggery books, and we found out that every book (except the 6th) has a Chapter 51 where a horrible thing happens.
In Dark Days book 4: Valkyrie realizes her true name is Darquesse.
In Mortal Coil book 5: Tanith is turned in to a remnant.
In Death Bringer val gets puke in her hair but otherwise nothing. (At least it wasn't hollow man skin...) :D
In KOTW book 7: Lord Vile and Darquesse breaks free
And I'm sure you all know what happened in Chapter 51 of Book 8, LSODM. Also in the Mark of Athena the chapter where Annabeth and Percy falls into Tartarus is Chapter 51!!!
We need to ask the Golden God about this! This is a conspiracy!!!
Ok I'm done. I'm going to do... stuff. Yes! Stuff! Bye!
I got into a discussion with Leon about what their school is like and he said they learn a lot more in class in a 45min lesson then we do in a 56min one, is that sad? I think so. He said school in America is easy.
*lands in a hollow log floating down a river* What the- *lights snap on revealing pictures of historical figures lining the walls*
*English male's voice*: Welcome to the All-American Historical Flume Ride. Take a right at the founding fathers, and be sure to keep your arms and legs inside the log at all times when we reach Sherman's March.
@Zaf: We have a German keyboard in the loft. :) Seeing as how we used to live in Switzerland.
Well, I'm assuming it's still up there. *looks up for some reason*
My mum says Germans and Dutch and Swiss are all really good citizens, and I'm inclined to be believing of that due to evidence so that would make sense . . . If people are going to behave better, they'll be able to teach more and learn more . . .
(Yeah, I'm aware it's stereotyping. I'm also aware that this stereotype won't apply to a lot of people.)
@Zaf: Also, in Germany, they take tests at eleven to decide which schools they'll go in. Half go in schools for smarter people, half for less smart people. If he goes to a school for smarter people, yours will seem easier, seeing as how I'm assuming it's for everyone.
Ms. Adrasdos, I believe you are asking either why, why not not, or why not not not not. I, however, ask why you do not release me, or why you do not not not release me.
Hatter: NO! This is a COFFEE party! Hare: Yep yep yep yep coffee only and only caffeinated coffee no decaf only caffeine no decaf only caffeine caffeine caffein I LOVE CAFFEINE . . . Dormouse: I <3 decaf . . . *snore*
(It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, LordVile. Allow me to introduce myself. By day, I am Annika Barnosky, teen blogger and writer. By night, I am Doctor Precocious, monster hunter extraordinaire, accompanied by my indispensable butler, Aubrey, and our creepy black van. I am an Energy-Thrower, a daring adventurer, a skilled monster-hunter, of course, and, though I have no home of my own, I have a semi-permanent residency at the Midnight Hotel. I also play poker with a variety of high-profile personages.)
I DON'T READ THE MORGANVILLE VAMPIRES TO LAUGH!!! I RAD IT FOR OTHER AWESOME THINGS!!!
*has, in the first 23 pages, already been confronted with Eve unable to stop jumping up and down and screaming with excitement for about ten minutes, Shane liking his job (something to do meat) because it involved knives and that was apparently cool, Claire thinking that there wasn't really much to put into a 'grand reopening' of a secret lair beneath a tumbledown shack and wondering if there was cake, Myrnin installing a new lock and forgetting to give Claire the key but that was okay because half the boards were loose, Claire unsure whether Myrnin had actually fixed the hole in the floor or just put a rug on top of it and reminding herself not to step there, bunny rabbit slippers and the suggestion of fanged ones, and a spider that Myrnin decided to call Bob.*
*climbs out of cauldron* Wow. Just, wow. I did not think today would be this interesting until I put on this sequinned tuxedo jacket. Now I feel like truly ANYTHING is possible! I wonder if I can fly! *takes a running start and leaps into the air* *falls on face* Oww . . . alright, so I cannot fly. But I will persevere! I wonder what I'll need if I want to fly. Flying may be my only way out of here.
Creepy voice: All you need is faith . . . trust . . . and a little bit of . . . *manic giggle* pixie dust.
Creepy voice: My name is Ted, and I will be your guide through this horrorshow.
I don't need a guide, though!
Ted: If you want to get out of here, you will. You see, my dear child, you need to be off to see the wizard.
The wonderful Wizard of Oz?
Ted: No, actually, his name is George, and he's the foremost authority I know on Ways of Getting Home.
I see. Does he have pixie dust, so I can fly?
Ted: No, but he will surely be able to get you home.
Okay. Where do I find him?
Ted: Well, don't take the green road, or the one that's burnt umber, and don't you take that purple one, it's covered with lumber, a logging truck fell over last Teusday, take the yellow sidewalk!
The yellow sidewalk?
Ted: Yes, the yellow sidewalk.
Well, I've got nowhere else to go. *sets off down the yellow sidewalk*
@LordVile42: No worries. :) Some of us (eg. me :P) just aren't up to date w/ the books, yet. ^^ And- WELCOME! *offers a cookie* It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. :)
I never washed behind the ears, 'Cause I've been growing this for years
That couplet. Idek. *roars* *rolls* *will be distant*
Boy, I'm getting tired. I wonder how long I've been walking. I wish . . . I wish there was a street light, or something. It's getting dark . . . and a little scary . . . *sees lamp post in the distance* Oh, praise the Lord! *staggers towards it* Wait . . . what? This can't be right! This lamp post . . . it's just sitting in the middle of a snowy forest! *sees hoofprints in the snow* Hmm . . that's a bit odd . . .
I . . . I want to go home. I miss my van, and Aubrey, and I miss the Midnight Hotel. I miss my Friday night poker game, and I even miss that OCD bastard Oscar. I . . . I want to go home!
*trudges sadly through the snow*
I wonder if I'll EVER find the Wonderful Wizard named George . . .
George: You spoke my name?
*Looks up to see a young man standing in the snow, wearing green-tinted glasses and a t-shirt that reads BAMF in large white letters.*
George: I am indeed, and, as you can see by my shirt, I am a BAMF.
Can you help me get home?
George: I think the real question is: Will I?
. . . Will you help me get home?
George: My dear girl, you had the power to go home with you all along.
R-really?
George: Yes. All the power you need is in that remarkable sequinned tuxedo jacket of yours. All you need do is twirl it elegantly, three times, while repeating the mantra "I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am." repeatedly.
*swallows grimly* Alright. I can do this. I NEED to do this.
*twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket* I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am! *twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket* I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am! *twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket* I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am!
*the world dissolves into a chaos of colors and lights* *the Quantum Leap theme song plays*
Hm. I got to a point in my German thing and got distracted because there's an idiom I used, and I was wondering what the literal translation is, and, as it turns out, that is "in the ink". So then I was like "INK!" :)
ParAdra: Explanations- and to be honest, it would be going off of my own perception of a different version of me's mind. So.... I couldn't answer in any case
*wakes up on a couch inside a nightclub* Urgh . . . what . . . what? *looks around at all the people* Was . . . was it all a dream?
*The stage director sticks his head out from behind a corner. He is wearing green-tinted glasses and a shirt that reads BAMF in large white letters.* Stage Director: Doctor Precocious! It's time for your song! Why aren't you wearing your costume?
My . . . my costume . . ? *stands up and walks to coat rack* *removes sequinned tuxedo jacket*
Maybe . . . maybe I shouldn't put this on. *thinks for a moment* *puts it on* No, I'm going to put it on.
After all, you never quite know what will happen if you put on a sequinned tuxedo jacket.
ParAdra: no promises- However, you are in luck... *checjs her watch that isn't there* I have to get back soon, this shunting Thing will turn off in a few- then I have dinner, so...
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@Annika: O_O
I don't really know them. :) But Taia listens to them, sooo.
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And, also - AW WHAT. *glares at first*
(I might write a sequel to my ded story. XD)
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Hullo Annika! I'm, uh, me. An author. I dunno what else to say, haha:)
@Mushroom: I think 'an author' pretty much does it. :) :) :)
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What a crazy random happenstance! I too am an author, having written seven-and-a-half unpublished novels, and a large number of short stories.
*laughs* PUBLISHED AUTHORS ARE ALL WEIRDOS. :D
I love it:3
*gasp*
I just got an e-mail, and apparently one of my best friends, a guy named Shayne who moved away so I haven't seen him in ages, has just written a massive article for Doctor Who TV about solving the mystery of the Ninth Doctor's lost adventures. IT'S EVEN ABOUT MY FAVORITE DOCTOR! I'm giggling uncontrollably now.
Hey Annika! :)
Hey Luci! :)
STAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!
OMGG, YAY! x3
It's your SPEEED aND DIRECTIIOOOONNNNNNNNNN! :3 (that one? :P)
*hugs* That's so awesome. Thank you! :)
@Annika: You do? *high fives for TMBG*
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@Taia: Yes! :)
*has it stuck in head*
*hugs* Thanks!!! :)
@Annika: Yay! :)
My brain is all disjointed-y. Sorry. :)
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I'm emotionally unstable
*curls into a ball* don't tOUch me
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Did someone say direction
I'm not thinking too clearly either. I'm high on Whovian excitement right now. Did you hear that a group of intrepid Whovian treasure hunters (yes, that's a thing) rediscovered a vault with nearly a hundred thought to be lost to time Doctor Who episodes from the first and second Doctors?
HELLO TAIA!
GUYS ELIZABETH NORRIS IS SENDING ME A PROOF COPY OF UNRAVELLING I'M SCREAMING
LUCYYYY [randomly tacklehugs]
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the take me home tour is over in less than a month
over in less than a month
less than a month
month
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((ParAdra: This is adorable))
Luciana, since you've been published (WELL FREAKING DONE, BY THE WAY) do you have any advice for a fifteen year old girl who has written a short-story collection she wants to get published?
ADRA
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Sorry, I am pretty distant. If I miss comments I apologise. ^^
@Mara: There is a line repeated in a Jenny Owen Youngs song, and it's "all the evidence points in one direction,"
And every time I hear it I think, "1D", and "Mara!" and ":3".
The 'did someone say direction' just reminded me of it. :)
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I can't believe I got tickets to the WWAT...
*hugs Fabi*
I'm in a weird mood...
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((ParAdra: WHAT))
*hugs Taia* :3
This person just snapchatted me and said "do you not have a life?"
Um I don't know you that well dude what do you mean
...
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I am feeling bored, today.
*chews thoughtfully on a bon-bon*
Perhaps I shall burst into song. Or burst into dance. Or both. Or neither.
*yawn*
FABIIIIIIIII<3
Aw, man, I don't know. I'm only sixteen and I'm still trying to work out what happened... :P
Zaf liiives
Hey-yo, dawg, s'up Zafira Kerias . .
*imagine that in a Jamaican accent*
Wow, I gave myself an aneurism just typing that.
@Mushroom: WHAT??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? O_O
*hugs Mara*
*hugs Fabi*
*sits there feeling shocked about how much I'm writing*
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I tried to print out my essay, and it's covered in cyan stripes. :-/
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i had Leon today omg
*hugs Mara back* :)
*hugs Star* :)
My physics teacher did not use TMBG to describe velocity.
He probably made up an example with toast or something, idk. :P
We did that at the beginning of year eleven, rather than in year ten, though, so only recently. :)
In fact, it's also relevant to what we're covering now. Hm. ^^
Hey Zaf! Yay! :)
wbvd
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Fabi, life would be a better place if all school essays had cyan stripes.
(ParAdra: uh....))
ADRAAAAAAAAAAA
Mm. It'd be a waste of ink, though.
I seriously need to write more...
Would
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((ParAdra: wat))
@Fabi: Cyan stripes are pretty... :P
I think that's to do with the ink in the printer being low or something, but I'm not sure.
I think sometimes we print blank pages a couple of times through and see if it stops, or reprint the thing and see if that works, but I do not remember and probably wouldn't rely on my advice. :P
As long as it is readable, I'd have thought it would be okay, though? I wouldn't expect your teacher/s would have a problem with it, unless it needs to be a SUPER neat copy for display or something, or if s/he is overly fussy about presentation. ^^
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What if they made printer-paper that already had cyan stripes on it?
*sighs bored* okay wow tired and bored
@Annika: It still uses ink to get the cyan stripes on it? ;) / :P
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What if I sang a Jekyll and Hyde song?
Yes, Taia, but not your personal printer ink, which you have to pay for to replace, or at least replace the ink cartridges, which you have to do already very frequently . . .
It's...sort of readable. It's not for my school, though, it's for this other thing I'm entering instead of history fair this year, so Mom's panicking because it has to look good.
#ChaseForBook9
((Uh... Msd for a bit- chiropractor))
@Fabi: :/
Our old printer used to just make the black go pink when it ran out of ink. Hey, that rhymes. :)
Cyan stripes are pretty. :)
@Taia: A lot of knowledge is recycled throughout years . . . Toast sounds cool, though. :)
Hey Adra, Zaf! :)
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Possibly
I'm going to sing a song.
*dances out on stage in a sequinned tuxedo jacket*
*audience breaks out in applause*
*taps old-fashioned 50's microphone stand*
Is this thing on?
@Fabi: :( Oh.
Um. Print it again?
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Hey!!:)
Mbd - Doing history revision on Women's Suffrage and watching Supernatural.
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MOTION, DIRECTION, ACCELERATIOOONNNNNN.
I'VE GOT SPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD~
That's how fast I am gooiiinnnggggg...
I'VE GOT VELOCITTTYYYYYYY~
That's my speed and directioooonnnnnnnn...
Star, you have it in my head, now. xP
I opened the video on YouTube, now, and... Did you have the one with the intro with SuperSpeed and Velocity...Guy?
I liked, with the videos from TMBG's science-y and education-y stuff, the two characters are made in their own images. Like, SuperSpeed is John Flansburgh, and Velocity...Guy is John Linnell, in both voice and their character design. I just like that touch, for some reason. Sorry, rambling. But, yeah. :P
@Annika: Hm, fair point. *nods, accepting*
@Fabi: Aw, right. I hope you can get it to work alright, then. ^^
And good luck with the entry of it, too. :)
@Annika: *laughs* Great jacket. :P
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I have searched across the years
for a glimpse beyond the tears.
Not caring once for those I left behind.
Having strayed so far from home
I deserve to stand alone
While I chase the secrets of the night
I never saw the beauty in the light!
The sun that never rose
the dawn that never came!
My morning has deserted me
with no one left but me to blame!
None are blind as those who will not see
And now the light is here
and everything is clear,
but now I fear the coming of the dawn
has come too late for me.
In the theatre of my mind,
though the shadows intertwine
it seemed my every step was strong and true
and I acted just for me
on my stage of fantasy
for no one fears the morning's gentle beams
except the fool who lives inside his dreams!
The sun that never rose
the dawn that never came
my morning has deserted me
to bear the darkness of my shame
reaching for tomorrow
I have lost today.
And now that all that's gray
is fading into day
I only pray the coming of the dawn
has come to light the way!
Is this the great discovery
for which I've waited?
Is this how a man is truly created?
A sun that never rose
the dawn that never came
Why do the things we have seem precious
only once they've slipped away?
Dreams of glory have their price to pay
But far beyond the night
Lie promises of light
and maybe with the coming of the dawn
there comes another day!
Maybe with the coming of the dawn
there comes another day!
IENI HI! *hugs*
*bounces between German and Psychology work, uncertain*
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*bows*
Thank you, thank you, no, please, don't throw roses at the stage. Oh, well, if you must. And yes, gentlemen, I am available.
*waves* ooh cool
Mm. Sorry about that.
Hellooooo Ieniiiii
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*strolls off the stage amid a swarm of fans*
Thank you, thank you, oh, you're a handsome young man aren't you . . .
*yuppy teenager starts squealing*
"Miss Precocious! Miss Precocious! Will you sign the inside of my van?"
Why, of course I will!
*steps inside creepy 70's van which drives away*
Oh, I think I may have misjudged the situation.
*cheers for Annika*
Sweet lyrics, there. :)
Hm. Whenever I see the tracklisting of Heresy and the Hotel Choir, I always notice how 'Pearl' is followed by 'Peril', and I like how close together those two words are, in sound and in placement, because there's the scary thing and there's the pretty thing and they're so close together, and, IDK. It's just kind of beautiful, in some way. :)
Like, 'Satin' is an anagram of 'Stain', and it's just how they kind of exist inside and within each other, that coexistence where one can't be without the other and, IDK. It's just... :), y'know?
Sorry. Rambling again.
I keep typing the most random rubbish and then getting distracted and expanding. :P
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You've kidnapped the wrong singer/songwriter/author/monster hunter/doctor/poker player, you fiend you! And it just so happens I know a thing or two about vans . . .
*takes control of vehicle and smashed it into a lamp post*
*jumps out and scampers away*
This looks like a job for . . . SOMEONE ELSE!
*dances down the street singing her own theme song*
*runs in circles* NICCOLÒ :D
@Annika: xD
*sends a dancing cookie to join her in the street.* :P
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[Gives Taia a purple carrot]
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Now, the question remains, where did I park my van? I really shouldn't leave it on the 'invisible' setting . . .
*A passing maniac smiles at her. She ignores him.*
And poor Aubrey is still lost somewhere, poor fellow, he's got the bearing of a wounded bumblebee. And what about me? I've been forced to make my own tea and . . . unwrap my own Poptarts.
*shudder*
Hmm . . . speaking of Shudder, I should go visit the man. I bet he misses me. Either that or he's given my room away by now.
Hey, Fabi!!:) Hey, Taia!!:) *ninjaeroplanetacklehugs*
How are you?:)
@Taia DO THE GERMAN BECAUSE GERMAN IS ACE LANGUAGE. Because 'was ist das' and Bamberg jokes and basically Bamberg and Bamberg yeah and :)
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That said, I don't know either 'Pearl' or 'Peril'. I just see the titles, and... meh. :P ^^
*huggles Fabi* Thanks, *huggles the carrot, also* :)
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Well, I guess there's not putting it off. I've got to go back. Back . . . to the future! No, not really, back to the Midnight Ho-
*falls down an open manhole in the street*
TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeellllllllll . . .
*her voice trails away*
Ember killed.... Mycroft...
((ParAdra: *is back from the chiropractor* Gods my mom went first... 0.0 she did something and it sounded and looked like a broken neck but it was fine but ONG why))
I am usually. [Nods] [Gives Ieni a giant purple carrot carved in the shape of an arm]
@Anni Oh, no! The horror of unwrapping your own pop tarts...!
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*falls down, down, down through the rabbit hole*
Curiouser and curiouser . . .
*expects to land in Wonderland, instead falls all the way through the Earth and pops out in China*
Chinese sorcerer: Noooo! Not another teenage white girl!
*runs away screaming*
Well, that was strange. I wonder if . . .
*jumps backwards into rabbit hole and falls down, down, down . . .*
*pops out back on the side of the road*
That was . . . unexpected.
*shrugs*
Ah, well. Stranger things have happened, and do, with alarming regularity.
*walks on*
*is ninjaeroplanetacklehugged/huggles back* :)
I am doing good, thanks, Ieni. C:
How're you doing?
And, okay.
(but German is the harder one, if also the more urgent of the two. I have to learn another C/A by Friday. Learning C/As is HARD. :P)
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DEATHY DEATHY DEATHY
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*reappears after shower*
@Taia: I don't know, but I don't think so . . . :/
@Annika: *applauds for performance*
Hi Death! :)
@Ieni: BUT GERMAN IS GERMAN. O_O Hello!
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Ah hi Rose
((Wb Adra))
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((ParAdra: so it was, like, scareh))
((ParAdra: then she did it to me and MY BACK FEELS LIKE A THOUsand DOLLARS))
@Annika: *laughs*
@Fabi: Damn. I always meant to bury the purple carrot you gave me, but then I forgot because I disappeared . . . *buries it where I bury bananas, Blogland awards and other awesome things*
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@Adra: What???
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((ParAdra: I went to the chiropractor and she did something to my neck- she turned it left, and then up, liKE SHE WAS BREAKING MY NECK OR SOMETHING but she wasn't- but it felt like heaven on earth afterward and all this energy in my back is released ((except one spot on my neck that's being a lil' bitch)) and I feel amazinnnnn but I still have whiplash, do it probs won't be long- term))
Never underestermate the power of lego
@Star: Mmmnnnever mind, then. No worries. :)
And, WELCOME BACK, INKNESSNESS. :)
Hey Rose! *hugs*
*hugs ParAdra gently*
Aw :( on scary, but YAY! on the thousand-dollar-back. It's good to hear that it's doing better. :)
*rubs hands together rapidly*
*shakes head and feet*
*twitches*
I feel like I've absorbed too much Energon or something. asdfgh.
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hi all
Omg Kai showed me the German keyboard it was fun xD i took Clara to her class she was like: O.O
I'm doing really good, actually:D
I'M OUT OF THE DARK WOOO
But I have pins and needles xD
*hugs* I FEEL YOUR PAIN AT C/As
STARRRRRRRRYYYYY!!!!:) *ninjaeroplanetacklehugs*
Everybody's Starry Eyed.
And everybody knows/glows/idk the lyrics.
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Is there going to be a Skulduggery Pleasant movie? I'd love to play Valkyrie....unfortunately I don't have an Irish accent...and I don't live in Ireland....*sigh* looks like that dream isn't coming true...
((Hi Cali-))
*bumps into handsome fellow in a lab coat*
Oh, hello there.
Person: Oh, uh, hi.
What are you doing on this sidewalk?
Person: Er, walking to work.
What's that you've got in your arms?
Person: Intestines.
Oh. Seems legit.
Person: Yeah . . .
What's your name?
Person: Dr. Victor Frankenstein . . .
Oh, hey! I've heard of you!
Frankenstein: Really?
Yeah! I'm a huge fan of your work!
Frankenstein: Really?
Yeah!
Frankenstein: That's not what people usually say.
What do people usually say?
Frankenstein: "Augh! Help! Monster! Monster! Grab the torches and pitchforks! We're going to sue the shirt off your back, Frankenstein!"
Ah. I see where that would be problematic.
Frankenstein: Yes, well, you get used to it. Bye!
Bye!
*walks on*
[Hums to self and starts mumbling cookie ingredients]
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Greetings, Blogland.
"YOU CAN'T SEE CALIFORNIA WITHOUT MARLON BRANDO'S EYES!"
- Slipknot.
(Sorry, the book I was reading mentioned Marlon Brando.)
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*stops at quaint little cafe*
Waiter: Oh, hello, Miss. I'm sorry, but spectacularly sequinned tuxedo jackets are not in the dress code.
But I just got back from a concert! And then I got kidnapped, went to China, and met Victor Frankenstein!
Waiter: And you think that gives you the right to wear sequins in public?
YES. YES I DO.
Waiter: I'm sorry, we can't except you here.
*presses big red button*
Wha-
*falls through trapdoor*
AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa . . .
*voice trails away*
Oh, Star, I was meaning to tell you, in Avril Lavigne's music video of Rock N Roll, Sid from Slipknot was in it :)
I think that's his name :P
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@Ieni: *doesn't know that song, but okay :P*
Hi Cal!
Wbd, reading.
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((ParAdra: SIRRRRR *hug*))
HI CALI!!!
Hey Calidae! :)
How're you?
@Ieni: Hooray on the really good - it's good to hear. :)
*hugs back* C/As are made of pain. Pain and memory. And a little bit of thinking. :P
G'day, Sir Reingington! :)
@Annika: xD
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Okay guys. I really hope someone sees this. My friends and I were looking at the Skulduggery books, and we found out that every book (except the 6th) has a Chapter 51 where a horrible thing happens.
In Dark Days book 4: Valkyrie realizes her true name is Darquesse.
In Mortal Coil book 5: Tanith is turned in to a remnant.
In Death Bringer val gets puke in her hair but otherwise nothing. (At least it wasn't hollow man skin...) :D
In KOTW book 7: Lord Vile and Darquesse breaks free
And I'm sure you all know what happened in Chapter 51 of Book 8, LSODM. Also in the Mark of Athena the chapter where Annabeth and Percy falls into Tartarus is Chapter 51!!!
We need to ask the Golden God about this! This is a conspiracy!!!
Ok I'm done. I'm going to do... stuff. Yes! Stuff! Bye!
@Mara: WHAT.
*hugs* !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
:)
:)
*hugs again*
:)
*doesn't really have words, so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#ChaseForBookNine
@Taia I'm fine, thanks. Enjoying holidays :P
I got into a discussion with Leon about what their school is like and he said they learn a lot more in class in a 45min lesson then we do in a 56min one, is that sad? I think so. He said school in America is easy.
Erm, yes, Parallel Adrasdos. If you could release me...?
((ParAdra: *grumble* Spoilers, much?))
@Sir: How're you doing? :) ^^
*shuts eyes against possible spoilers*
@Calidae: Ha, lucky. :P Good to hear. :)
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ParAdra: ahem. NO!
@LordVile42: I think Derek might be trying to send us a message there . . . O_O
SOMEONE ASK HIM ON TWITTER!!!! *hits the twitterers to make them comply with my demands*
But um. That was sort of a spoiler. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Next book, Im so going to watch out for chapt. 51....
*lands in a hollow log floating down a river*
What the-
*lights snap on revealing pictures of historical figures lining the walls*
*English male's voice*: Welcome to the All-American Historical Flume Ride. Take a right at the founding fathers, and be sure to keep your arms and legs inside the log at all times when we reach Sherman's March.
WHAT THE-
... And why not, exactly, Parallel Adrasdos...?
@Zaf: Lol, :P
Hm. Maybe it depends on the classes? IDK. Where does Leon go to school? :)
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Mmph.
G'bye.
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(Adra, why are you parallel?)
ParAdra: why not not not
@Zaf: We have a German keyboard in the loft. :) Seeing as how we used to live in Switzerland.
Well, I'm assuming it's still up there. *looks up for some reason*
My mum says Germans and Dutch and Swiss are all really good citizens, and I'm inclined to be believing of that due to evidence so that would make sense . . . If people are going to behave better, they'll be able to teach more and learn more . . .
(Yeah, I'm aware it's stereotyping. I'm also aware that this stereotype won't apply to a lot of people.)
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Idk where but in Germany. I thjnk its funny how bad our schools suck here
((Bye Fabi-
It's quite a long story, Cali... I'm doing her POV because Adra is off somewhere, but it's not like I can't participate))
... Adrasdos, why not not not is exactly what I am asking.
@Zaf: Also, in Germany, they take tests at eleven to decide which schools they'll go in. Half go in schools for smarter people, half for less smart people. If he goes to a school for smarter people, yours will seem easier, seeing as how I'm assuming it's for everyone.
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Ah. okay.
*English male voice*: Get ready! We're about to go through the Civil War and over the Fall of the South!
WHAT DOES THAT ME-
*log goes over waterfall*
EEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
*hits the bottom with a splash, tossing me onto the shore*
*goat bustles up with a picture in his mouth*
*goat with English accent*: I hope you enjoyed the ride.
*I take the picture. It's me going over the waterfall, screaming.*
Th-thank you.
Goat: You may now proceed to the tea party.
Me: Oh . . . oh . . . kay?
ParAdra: Exactly
Ms. Adrasdos, I believe you are asking either why, why not not, or why not not not not. I, however, ask why you do not release me, or why you do not not not release me.
Ahem.
*Mrs
And because I can. Happy? Good.
Fabi? *huggles* I'll see you soon.
@Zaf: *pauses* *nods to what Star said about the school system over there being a little more complex in that sense* :)
*watches Annika with a mild fascination*
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Hmm okay. Well thats interesting. *sits in tree*
Hello? I heard there was a tea party?
Hatter: NO! This is a COFFEE party!
Hare: Yep yep yep yep coffee only and only caffeinated coffee no decaf only caffeine no decaf only caffeine caffeine caffein I LOVE CAFFEINE . . .
Dormouse: I <3 decaf . . . *snore*
Oh. Okay. Well, I don't think I'm interested, thanks.
*walks on*
*ParAdra:
Ah, of course. I must stop my, quite irritable, habit of attempting to treat equivalent members of sister realities the same.
AND NOW THE BOOK JUST MENTIONED EDISON. *glares* NOT COOL.
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* watching annika in amusement *
*long-distance hugs Annika for being awesome*
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ParAdra: *nots* *lets him go* Hmm.
*the floor becomes a series of stone slabs with letters on them*
I . . . I think . . . I have to spell His name to make it across . . . how do you spell Jehovah . . ?
*steps on the J*
*J collapses!*
*I am left dangling!*
Noooooo! In Hebrew, Jehovah begins with an 'I'!
*lays and watches stars* Niccolò...why is he so emotionally screwed up?
((Annika I love your references are you acting out Indiana jones? Jesus Christ))
*clambers up and spells Jehovah with the remaining letters*
*massive stone door slides open*
Yes! I've made it! Though what I've made it to, I'm not certain. But there must be something I'm looking for, right? Some reason for being here?
*walks through door in a trance*
But . . . but what if . . . that's strange, I don't really know what I'm doing . . . I'm NEVER this adventurous . . .
*stops suddenly*
Could it be . . . could it be that . . .
*looks down at sequinned tuxedo jacket*
. . . Well, some say that the way we dress affects our personalities . . .
*spotlights snap on, and I realize I'm on stage*
Booming Voice: Welcome to . . . THE WEAKEST LINK!
((Annika I'm screaming))
ParAdra: *weaves a flower crown and puts it on Sir's head*
WHAT DO I HAVE IN MY POCKET, PRECOCIOUS.
Uh . . . uh . . . knife?
NO.
Handses?
NO.
Uh . . . uh . . .
TIME'S UP.
String, or nothing!
YOU ARE WRONG. YOU MUST NOW SHOW ME THE WAY OUT OF THE CAVERN.
Sorry... New here
Tis fine...LordVile42. I'm Zafira Kerias Grand Mage of America and yes I am the same person who was in LSODM :D I can never forget that moment
OR, YOU CAN GET OUT OF THIS OBLIGATION, BY DOING THE FOLLOWING.
What is it? Anything! I'll do it!
GIVE ME THAT SEQUINNED TUXEDO JACKET.
*clutches lapels of jacket*
No! Oh, for the love of humanity, no!
DO IT.
No! It . . . it . . . it's my precious!
*hisses* You can't have my precious, my precious is mine!
*runs off into the dark*
*trips*
*falls twenty feet into a cauldron full of packing peanuts*
(It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, LordVile. Allow me to introduce myself. By day, I am Annika Barnosky, teen blogger and writer. By night, I am Doctor Precocious, monster hunter extraordinaire, accompanied by my indispensable butler, Aubrey, and our creepy black van. I am an Energy-Thrower, a daring adventurer, a skilled monster-hunter, of course, and, though I have no home of my own, I have a semi-permanent residency at the Midnight Hotel. I also play poker with a variety of high-profile personages.)
WHEN DID THIS BOOK SERIES GET SO FUNNY???
I DON'T READ THE MORGANVILLE VAMPIRES TO LAUGH!!! I RAD IT FOR OTHER AWESOME THINGS!!!
*has, in the first 23 pages, already been confronted with Eve unable to stop jumping up and down and screaming with excitement for about ten minutes, Shane liking his job (something to do meat) because it involved knives and that was apparently cool, Claire thinking that there wasn't really much to put into a 'grand reopening' of a secret lair beneath a tumbledown shack and wondering if there was cake, Myrnin installing a new lock and forgetting to give Claire the key but that was okay because half the boards were loose, Claire unsure whether Myrnin had actually fixed the hole in the floor or just put a rug on top of it and reminding herself not to step there, bunny rabbit slippers and the suggestion of fanged ones, and a spider that Myrnin decided to call Bob.*
It's fab. :)
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((Das cool, Vile-))
*climbs out of cauldron*
Wow. Just, wow. I did not think today would be this interesting until I put on this sequinned tuxedo jacket. Now I feel like truly ANYTHING is possible!
I wonder if I can fly!
*takes a running start and leaps into the air*
*falls on face*
Oww . . . alright, so I cannot fly. But I will persevere! I wonder what I'll need if I want to fly. Flying may be my only way out of here.
Creepy voice: All you need is faith . . . trust . . . and a little bit of . . . *manic giggle* pixie dust.
Hold on, say what?
...
Why, Adrasdos? Just, why?
ParAdra: you look beautiful
Creepy voice: My name is Ted, and I will be your guide through this horrorshow.
I don't need a guide, though!
Ted: If you want to get out of here, you will. You see, my dear child, you need to be off to see the wizard.
The wonderful Wizard of Oz?
Ted: No, actually, his name is George, and he's the foremost authority I know on Ways of Getting Home.
I see. Does he have pixie dust, so I can fly?
Ted: No, but he will surely be able to get you home.
Okay. Where do I find him?
Ted: Well, don't take the green road, or the one that's burnt umber, and don't you take that purple one, it's covered with lumber, a logging truck fell over last Teusday, take the yellow sidewalk!
The yellow sidewalk?
Ted: Yes, the yellow sidewalk.
Well, I've got nowhere else to go.
*sets off down the yellow sidewalk*
Javier: *comes down and hugs Zaf* hey
Hi.
Javier: Zaf...*runs hand through her hair*
Get off.
Javier: Must I?
Yes.
Mrs. Adrasdos, at this point I may as well not even speak, for all the good it does to change your mind.
ParAdra: conversation is fine, but I'm afraid I won't listen to your pleas
*just is here*
*sees a fork in the sidewalk*
Oh dear . . .
Worm: Hallo!
Did . . . did you say hello?
Worm: Nah, I said hallo! But it's all just as well, miss.
Do you know which way I should go to make it out of this Labyrinth?
Worm: Me? Nah, I'm just a worm. Come on in, and meet the missus! We can have a nice cup of tea.
I'm sorry, but I really have to go.
*turns down left path*
Worm: No! Not that way! Never go that way!
Oh! Thank you! That was very helpful.
*goes down right path*
Worm: *shakes his teeny head sadly* Boy, if she had gone that way, she'd've gone straight to the Wonderful Wizard named George!
@LordVile42: No worries. :) Some of us (eg. me :P) just aren't up to date w/ the books, yet. ^^
And- WELCOME! *offers a cookie* It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. :)
I never washed behind the ears,
'Cause I've been growing this for years
That couplet. Idek. *roars*
*rolls*
*will be distant*
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You truly know how to attempt to irritate me. How troubling.
Boy, I'm getting tired. I wonder how long I've been walking. I wish . . . I wish there was a street light, or something. It's getting dark . . . and a little scary . . .
*sees lamp post in the distance*
Oh, praise the Lord!
*staggers towards it*
Wait . . . what? This can't be right! This lamp post . . . it's just sitting in the middle of a snowy forest!
*sees hoofprints in the snow*
Hmm . . that's a bit odd . . .
ParAdra: do I? Good for me- I think your version of me MUST be on the same page, then...
OK.
I am taking a new approach to the German-learning because it is not happening currently.
You guys are all to awesome.
BRB for a few minutes while I repeat and write and then return & continue and hopefully will alternate and progress.
So basicaly, VERY distant, and then only relatively distance, and then rinse and repeat. *nods*
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Mrs. Adrasdos, I can assure you that your sister dimension's version of Ms. Adrasdos is not MY Adrasdos. But you would be right, unfortunately.
ParAdra: No... I didn't mean it like-
Okay whatever.
Good for her, then.
Perhaps for her, I suppose.
*sighs laying down again in grass* Booored
*wanders through the forest as if in a dream*
I . . . I want to go home. I miss my van, and Aubrey, and I miss the Midnight Hotel. I miss my Friday night poker game, and I even miss that OCD bastard Oscar. I . . . I want to go home!
*trudges sadly through the snow*
I wonder if I'll EVER find the Wonderful Wizard named George . . .
George: You spoke my name?
*Looks up to see a young man standing in the snow, wearing green-tinted glasses and a t-shirt that reads BAMF in large white letters.*
ParAdra: Ah. Don't think much of it- she's interested, I'd bet. I don't have boundaries sometimes, so I doubt she does too. *shrug*
... Interested in what, exactly? I fear I have lost track of this conversation quite quickly.
Are you . . . the Wonderful Wizard named George?
George: I am indeed, and, as you can see by my shirt, I am a BAMF.
Can you help me get home?
George: I think the real question is: Will I?
. . . Will you help me get home?
George: My dear girl, you had the power to go home with you all along.
R-really?
George: Yes. All the power you need is in that remarkable sequinned tuxedo jacket of yours. All you need do is twirl it elegantly, three times, while repeating the mantra "I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am." repeatedly.
ParAdra: *waves* Don't worry about it- that takes a load of tine
*swallows grimly*
Alright. I can do this. I NEED to do this.
*twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket*
I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am!
*twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket*
I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am!
*twirls sequinned tuxedo jacket*
I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am!
*the world dissolves into a chaos of colors and lights*
*the Quantum Leap theme song plays*
Whoa, whoa, WHOA!
*the world fades into black*
*frowns*
WHAT takes a load of time, Mrs. Adrasdos?
* still here but distant, not dead *
Well I'll sit here. Be more actve when somone is on and not alone or talking to Adra
Hm. I got to a point in my German thing and got distracted because there's an idiom I used, and I was wondering what the literal translation is, and, as it turns out, that is "in the ink".
So then I was like "INK!" :)
*slinks back into the Homework corner*
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ParAdra: Explanations- and to be honest, it would be going off of my own perception of a different version of me's mind. So.... I couldn't answer in any case
*wakes up on a couch inside a nightclub*
Urgh . . . what . . . what?
*looks around at all the people*
Was . . . was it all a dream?
*The stage director sticks his head out from behind a corner. He is wearing green-tinted glasses and a shirt that reads BAMF in large white letters.*
Stage Director: Doctor Precocious! It's time for your song! Why aren't you wearing your costume?
My . . . my costume . . ?
*stands up and walks to coat rack*
*removes sequinned tuxedo jacket*
Maybe . . . maybe I shouldn't put this on.
*thinks for a moment*
*puts it on*
No, I'm going to put it on.
After all, you never quite know what will happen if you put on a sequinned tuxedo jacket.
THE END
@Annika: You do not like them?
So you say!
Try them, try them, and you may,
Try them and you may, I say!
*hands Zaf a cookie* Sorry. :/
#ChaseForBook9
... Well, then. At least you have stopped attempting to irritate me.
And I can't change,
Even if I tried,
Even if I wanted to..
I want to say something that could change everyone's views on me like everywhere but idek if it's true yet because idk I'm sorry
#ChaseForBook9
*eats cookie* what am I to expect, Taia? I'm hoping Em comes or Ari
ParAdra: Do you want me to? Because I can.
*whispers*I know you love it
[hugs Mara]
#ChaseForBook9
And the moral of the story is: If you see a sequinned tuxedo jacket, be wary of it, for you never know quite what will happen if you put it on.
No, Adrasdos, I do NOT "love" to have you constantly attempt to force me to erupt into a rage.
*hits head against tree*
ParAdra: Eh, I'm afraid there isn't a lot I can do about that.
(*hugs Marsies*)
((Applauds Annika))
#ChaseForBook9
You could, at least, simply not try to irritate me.
Maralie, perhaps you should put less stock into how others view you. I, and many other, enjoy your company already, which speaks volumes about you.
ParAdra: no promises-
However, you are in luck... *checjs her watch that isn't there* I have to get back soon, this shunting Thing will turn off in a few- then I have dinner, so...
ParAdra: have to make dinner, that is-
... Shunting thing?
(( those vids were... amazing yet... odd...
hi, btw))
Greetings, Ms. Snow.
((Hi Snow!))
*lays back holding a cat*
Hello, Snowsef.
Shunting.
I'm here.
In the wrong universe.
How do you think I got here, a unicorn?
Snowsef?? wtf...
Well, shunting is hardly what one would call a THING...
Hi Snow!
hey cali. sup all?
*pets kitty* hey kitty kitty *smiles*
Olivia: Kitty!
(( i have the worst bed head ever... i cant even run a brush through it without wincing...))
Oi nine?
ParAdra: bite me.
*checks her nonexistent watch* Aaany minute now. *stomach rumbles* Right, shush- I'll be after you in a second
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