Ah. Very much like Lucy was attached to me when I was engaged to Emma. Strange how humans think isn't it? *allows her to finish up while he gets something for another paitent* So who is the father of Alexis and Olivia? I have yet to meet him, and what is the name of the man of whom you courted?
I am most curious about your friends. I have only seen Miss Kerias here on Supreme Council business. I also am fascinated by the way mankind reacts to things, Miss Kerias falling for Mr. Croatoan is a prime example.
It is sad, he devoted his life to killing innocent people. I always wanted to help people never hurt and yet the fact remains that Hyde lives inside me.
I try all sorts of things, moving my eyes up and down in an effort to make the page of the notebook turn without touching it, calling angry thoughts to my mind and glaring at the lamp to see if I can make it explode, imagining myself lighter, more carefree, to see if I can fly. It's no use, though. The page and lamp stay unmoving where they are, and I'm still firmly on the ground. Someday, I think with a small sigh. Someday I'll be able to show Sheena that I'm not worthless, that I can do magic as well as she can, or at least be something more than a stupid old twin sister. Of course, in my mind I know it's foolish to hope this. In a set of twins, only one can have that extra Spark. That's how it's always been and always will be. Everyone has a Spark, of course. It's their soul, their life force, whatever you choose to call it. For some lucky people, that spark also gives them otherworldly powers. Zeus, Apollo, Hades, all those deities from not only Greece, but other parts of the world, weren't just figures of myth, they really existed. They had enormous power over lightning, water, even life and death. One might think that would make them immortal. One would be wrong. They are or were invulnerable to ordinary weapons, and incapable of catching disease, but magic can kill magic, and often it does. The Mantes, as they have been called, are no longer worshipped as gods, they keep to themselves. The older ones try to find places like they're used to, obscure and out of the way, and some of the younger Mantes, like Sheena, sort of fake normal mortal lives. I hear the door opening and the thump as she kicks off her shoes. "Hey, sis, did you make me any dinner?" she calls. "There's leftover pasta salad in the fridge," I reply, giving up on magic for today. Tomorrow I'll be at it again, though, same as always, even if it's hopeless. I go downstairs to meet her, and she tells about the latest plot to take over the world. "It was kinda stupid, actually," my sister laughs. "The guy had a permit to sell cabbages, and he was going to hide bits of Embrite in the cabbage, you know, those little sparkly stones that expand like really big, lethal popcorn? The thing is, Embrite comes from a dragon's stomach, see? So, it smells. So any Mantis for at least a mile around would know it's there, and even mortals would probably smell it. Yeah, they wouldn’t know what it is, but they wouldn’t buy the cabbages, either.” I know she doesn't mean to sound like she's dismissing normal humans, bur that's how it comes out. All the Mantes I've met have been like this, and they don't even seem to notice. Or care, probably. Before I go any further, I should probably explain that when I say Mantis or Mantes, I'm not referring to the green leaf-like insect. The word mantis meant prophet at some point, and the way a praying mantis folds its front legs made it look like a praying prophet to whoever gave it the name. Of course, since no one speaks Greek anymore, there are a lot of bug jokes, especially among the younger generations. Sheena goes on to explain how the cabbage-seller-slash-wannabe-mass-murderer was actually a complete coward, and how her Mantis friends, Torrey and Seth, didn't even have to step in, and how all it took was a little bit of metal-bending the coins in the cabbage-murderer's pocket to get him to surrender and beg for mercy. I smile and nod, laughing when Sheena does, but I can't stop thinking, if I had been there, would I have been able to do that?
*sits down and gestures next to me* You can sit, Niccolò. * notices how he keeps looking down* You seem off, how come you can't seem to look at myself or Alexis?
I shake back to reality as Sheena says, "Sadie, I need to ask you something." Is she asking me to join her? Does she finally realize I want a part of her world? Maybe she needs someone who won't be seen as much of a threat, I'm good at not being seen as a threat, it's maybe the only thing I can better her at. Oh, and ballet. "Torrey, Seth and I and a few others will be gone for several days, there's a possibly world-threatening case..." "...and?" I literally can't breathe for several seconds, then she says "I need you to watch Mira," and my excitement is gone. Mira is Torrey's younger sister, not a twin like me, so she might have magic, but there's been no sign of it. Moreover, she's thirteen, and doesn't particularly need "watching." Then again, she's not bad company, so I agree. I also agree for another reason, one I don't quite want to admit, even to myself. Sheena's face spreads into a grin. "Thank you," she says and goes to open the door. She had them waiting outside, just assuming that I would agree to 'babysit.' The nerve of her. Torrey is the first to walk in. He's tall, a good four inches taller than Sheena or I, and has dark brown hair and deep green eyes that look at a person as if they can see beyond the side that everyone knows. He actually nods at me. He's the only Mantis, Sheena included, who almost always acknowledges my existence. His sister is right behind him. Mira has that same look about her, only her hair is a light brownish-blonde, and she's thinner and a bit paler, looking almost fragile. She's not. Seth enters last and stops in the doorway, like this house is the last place he wants to be. I get the same urge I always get when he's around, the urge to punch him in the nose. His hair is black and he used way too much gel. Also his nose is big. He glances at Sheena and raises an eyebrow, like "Can we get on with this already?" and she hurriedly leads her friends to the drawing room, leaving me and Mira just standing there. Typical. She smiles shyly. "Torrey gave me some money so we could rent a movie, buy snacks and stuff," she offers. "That sounds nice. They go off and save the world while we sit here and eat popcorn and chips," I joke, forcing out a laugh. Mira only looks at the floor, and I wonder if she feels left behind, the same as I do. She's never shown it, but then, she never shows much of anything more than a shy smile or a nervous laugh. The doorbell rings again, and I open it to see the three blonde mages who always ignore me, so I ignore them and haven't bothered to learn their names. They follow me to the drawing room without a word. The discussion stops abruptly as I open the door and starts up as I walk away, like usual. I'm not going to leave it at that, though, of course. "Mira?" I ask as I return to the entryway. She turns. "What is it, Sadie?" There's something empty in her voice, something sad. "You know how Sheena and Torrey and the rest are always off saving the world?" I pause for a moment, and she doesn't interrupt. "Well, let's just say I haven't wasted all the time my sister's been out of the house. Do you mind bending the rules a little?" A mildly scary smile spreads across Mira's face and she grins. "Of course not."
Until two months ago, I'd only listened in from outside the door, but aside from nearly being caught several times, the thick oak muffles the sound some, and I'm left with bits and pieces of the conversation, which isn't enough to know the story. I'd done some experimenting, though, and found that if one took everything out of the linen closet in the hallway, the wall between that and the drawing room was notably thinner and less soundproof. I take Mira there now, and we've just taken the spare sheets and curtains out when the doorbell rings again. We both sigh, and I go to answer it alone while Mira hides the fabric in my room. I open the door to see a woman in her twenties, with curly blonde hair and sparkling hazel eyes. She looks at me, then at the photograph in her hand. "You must be Sheena," she says with a smile, holding out her hand. I shake my head quickly "No, sorry. I'm Sadie. Sheena and her friends are in the drawing room, I can take you there?" "Everly," the woman says with a smile, "But you can call me Evie, everyone does. And that would be lovely, thank you." She smiles again, and I shiver slightly, unable to shake the feeling that her smile is fake. Sheena's smile when she sees the new guest is definitely fake. "So you decided to come." Everly smiles even more, either not noticing the tension in Sheena's voice or ignoring it. "Of course I did!" she says brightly. "How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge Aidan?" Sheena scowls. "If getting--" "Have a seat then," Torrey cuts in quickly, pulling out a chair and giving Sheena a 'we do not want to offend this person' look. Sheena scowls harder, but doesn't say any more. Everly thanks Torrey and sits, ignoring Sheena completely. "Sadie, you should go now," Sheena tells me, her gaze softer for a moment, like she's genuinely trying to protect me. "Sadie can stay! She's good company!" Everly beckons to me, but Sheena, Torrey, Seth, the blonde Mantes whose names I don't remember and I all shake our heads. "I'm not one of you," I explain apologetically, turning and closing the door. I would have loved to accept that invitation if it had come from Sheena, but Everly really has no say in things. If I'd accepted, Sheena would have stared me down, and she has more...willpower than I do. In some ways, that is.
"That woman invited you in!" Mira whispers breathlessly when I return to our listening spot. I nod. "Why didn't you accept?" "I would have, if Sheena had asked." Mira winces in understanding. "She's just being protective of her sister." "I know. It's just... There's this whole world out there that I'm not a part of, and I don't really have my own place to go instead. I mean, there's work, but part-time office assistant at the studio is hardly a career I plan to pursue. It's not as... It's boring compared to what she does." Mira nods again, then holds a finger to her lips. "How does something 'feed off' magic?" I hear Torrey asking, and I can picture Sheena's shrug. "Aidan's always... Delved deep into the science behind magic. I can't explain how he would do it, but I wouldn't put something like that past him," my sister replies. "So if it feeds off magic, how do we fight it?" one of the blonde mages asks. The laugh that must be Everly's a light sound, sort of like how I always imagined Tinkerbell. "It'll be something simple, like unplugging the thing." "Unplugging it?" Sheena asks skeptically, and there's a tinge of annoyance. Of course, she doesn't want Evie challenging her power. "Well, not unplugging it, per se, but taking away the power source." "I think we would be the power source," Torrey says suddenly. "You mean it's a trap?" Seth has a tinge of distrust in his voice, and I want to shout at him to stop being a jerk, that Torrey's a better person than he will ever be, but I have to remind myself that he hasn't specifically done anything. "It sounds like a trap," Torrey says, and I can't tell his emotions from his voice. "You could just ask, you know. Ask Aidan. The two of you were always close. Next to me, Mira is clenching her fists and looking at the floor. I place my hand on her shoulder. "Now now, boys," Sheena says, keeping her tone light, but I'd be surprised if she wasn't giving Seth one of her death glares. "We've been over this, Seth. We can trust Torrey. I've known him just as long as I've known you." There's a silence, probably a glaring or staring competition, then Everly asks brightly, "Would anyone like a biscuit?"
I... *takes a shuddering breath* I've done... So many things, Zafira... I- *closes eyes tightly* I'll not burden you with my troubles. Only know that if I cannot bring myself to look at you, it is through no fault of yours.
It was good! I liked where it was going and the mantis concept is really cool. Protagonist- nice, I like her. *nods* it's good writing, too- as usual))
*grabs his hand squeezing it* If you just want to talk you may, or show rather if you rather not speak. I'll always listen Niccolò. You don't need to bottle up what is eating at you. *lets go of his hand* Sit you look as if you need it.
*doesn't react for a few seconds and then falls to knees* What is this?! *breathing is staggered and finally after a few minutes stands* Well what do we have here? Doctor Jekyll didn't expect this to happen.
((I quite enjoy your story, Moss. It appears to be quite well written to me.))
*shakes head, and goes to sit down* I've done so many things in my lifetime, many of which I have not yet come to terms with, I suppose you could say. It's why I am so afraid of the possibility of meeting Cristofer. I know not how I'll ever bring myself to tell him I killed his mother, yet I owe him the knowledge of what I have done, and it would be wrong of me to leave telling the truth to someone else. But again, I have not come to request sympathy of any kind, or seek your consolation. I've come to ensure that you are alright.
*listens and finally decides on what to say* Niccolò, Cristofer has had many many years to now know about true names. I believe if you explain how Alastair controlled you, I think he will come to forgive you. I believe he may be upset with you for it but in time he will forgive. We all do. And I thank you for taking interest in seeing how I am. It means a lot to me coming from you. I miss you a lot and I kept thinking if I surived Hyde somehow I could see you and my daughters again.
Well, when Hyde attacked me he probed around and found one of my memories of you, it was of the last time I saw you and he actually made me see you *sounds pretty upset at the next part* die, by the hands of Javier. I didn't know if I saw the truth or not so when I woke asking for you Darla said they hadn'f located you and that led me to think the memory was real.
*splits into two* *one of the two vanishes, and appears behind Hyde, pressing a knife against his neck* I'm inclined to kill you, Mr. Hyde. Have you a reason why I shouldn't?
*the one of me that is by Zafira* You would not find me there. The next time I die, I am certain no power will be able to bring me back. Although I am grateful for the sentiment. In any case, how have you been- in general, I mean- for the past few days?
*the one of me that is by Hyde* It matters greatly to me, for more reasons than one, but I don't believe you deserving of an answer to begin with. ((May I kill him, Zafira?))
Ah. Very stressed with my work. We recently have had so much going on. Plus I got to keep my eye on Lorcan and Alexis...*laughs* Javier hasn't threatned him yet so maybe you could get the honors as her brother, the usualy if you harm my daughter or well sister in this case, that speech.
*by Zafira*I do not feel it necessary to threaten him, although you are welcome to. I trust Alexis to make her own decisions, and if some of them end up mistakes, she will merely learn from them.
((You may maim or seriously injure but not yet kill, not today.))
*laughs* Are you telling me you have a sense of caring? I looked in her head and it seems she loves you. But you don't return the feeling, are you sayingnow you do?
((I finally give switching tonight! Okay I'm commenting both from here from now on))
*smirks* I trust her to, *nods to the bed where Alexis is asleep with Coco bear* She values the bear you got her. I think she feels safe because it reminds her of you.
*by Hyde* Certainly not, although she is my good friend, and in addition to that I've been on both ends of what you did to her. I've done everything I could imagine to harm others, Hyde, and I happen to have a disturbingly wide imagination. I do mean everything. That said, I am sure you understand why I cannot allow you to continue. *turns the knife and cuts deeply into Hyde' shoulder, waiting for the poison to spread and paralyze him* You're lucky I let you live tonight.
((I may suddenly disappear as well. Also, Aretha has been worried about people making this assumption for some time, so I suppose I ought to clarify now- what I've just referenced is a part of my history that was determined long before this plot, and the one featuring Adra and Deacon. It was not created for either of those plots. Neither Aretha nor I ever mentioned that for what I feel are rather obvious reasons.))
((I may disappear as well and good greif Niccolò...you have'disrurbinglg wide imaginaion' i love you for that one))
Hyde: what...did...you...do?! *is on knees falling onto back* I can't move....*seems pretty concerned for merely himself* Then you should embrace the part of you like that!
*by Hyde* I have, actually. Doing so was my life philosophy for over 500 years. Although I must admit, I have experienced more happiness in a single second of simply enjoying the presence of another than I have in several lifetimes of inflicting and observing suffering. Perhaps you ought to give it a try sometime. ((May I arrest him? Or rather, send him to be arrested?))
((Arrest him go for it lol Zaf would have given you power from the American Sanctuary so you can make a legal arrest))
Hyde: I enjoyed seeing Zafira scream and beg how helpless she was against me. I have no desire to help people but I find people suffering to be most enjoyable.
((Actually, on that note, I'll have to leave now. I shall return before the end of the week, but beyond that I can promise nothing. Goodbye, everyone.))
Just got it. Sorry, today's the first day back at school and I've been frantically doing my homework :P (And I still don't believe you were emailing me)
Snow, of course I'm a figment of my own imagination. My imagination is incredible! And you're all trapped in it >:D (Do you mind if I keep the convo on here for Fabi's sake?)
Making myself dinner now, bbs. *hugs Fabi and Snow in case they're gone by the time I get back, especially Fabi because I know it's nearly ten for her* See you soon!
That was supposed to post a while ago. I'm actually back now.
Bye Saphy [hugs] [laughs] Yup, you could say that.
Yay! [Flies around with Clemy in Jubi's imagination, wrecking havoc]
Hm... [Tries to think which character can be in Paris]
Fabi's first priority now that she's awake is going back to Blogland, though, I may arrange some...difficulties, and Effie's been kidnapped, so... ParaFabi?
Lea: *looks ParaFabi up and down* *holds out hand* nice to meet you... i guess. you said you had something to tell snow? *puts arm around Snow protectively*
[Pulls out a phone and types some stuff in, using the facial recognition software to show Dusk's current location if it is a place with security cameras such as a business or public transportation. If he's in the middle of the woods, it's useless.]
Nothing to do with you. I thought I'd travel now that I don't have to play babysitter for myself, check on some people, see who they were in this dimension, see if they already knew me... Or her... Or us...
"How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge Aidan?"
☂You need to have a comma before the word Aidan, which would be...☂
"How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge, Aidan?"
☂Also, as for Sadie staying, you may not want to use "She's good company" seeing as Everly has only known her for a few seconds... and something about the flow of it is a little strange...☂
☂BUT IT IS FABULOUS. AND SADIE IS A RELATABLE, COOL CHARACTER. AND THE ENDING IS AWESOME. AND SHEENA IS A BITCH.☂
So apparently I have to miss four classes of school today to get an injection in the hospital, which means I have to catch up on everything for homework.
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☂You could play evil pranks and nobody would suspect you, you could stalk people, and you could even find other invisible people and have those mental connection things with them.☂
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«Oldest ‹Older 4201 – 4400 of 4970 Newer› Newest»Ah. Very much like Lucy was attached to me when I was engaged to Emma. Strange how humans think isn't it? *allows her to finish up while he gets something for another paitent* So who is the father of Alexis and Olivia? I have yet to meet him, and what is the name of the man of whom you courted?
Why the questions?
I am most curious about your friends. I have only seen Miss Kerias here on Supreme Council business. I also am fascinated by the way mankind reacts to things, Miss Kerias falling for Mr. Croatoan is a prime example.
Lea: come on then...
Allons-y! *links arms*
Well. Javier is the girl's father. There.
*hesitates* where to?
Lea: *sighs but smiles slightly* the last i heard, the Eiffel Tower.
*grins* then i guess allons-y was perfect. *teleports*
Fyreheart? Good heavens. *finishes up and heads back to the office* That man is a known killer, Hyde knows him.
Who doesn't?
*leans against the Eiffel Tower* am i amazing or what?
Lea: not quite as cool as me *blends in to the background*
aw. well thats just mean.
Lea: *re-appears at snows elbow, grinning*
...I do not know that I can, however if that is truly your wish, I shall remain here as long as I can.
#ChaseForBook9
(( G2G!! BYEEE!!))
*looks up at him a smile forming* That is all I ask, Niccolò. I'm glad you're here now. I really am
Alexis: *ironically is listening to 'Kiss the Girl' on her iPod*
((Bye))
*examines the shot, bringing it to a microscope and looking at it*
Is it okay if I share something I wrote? I'd sort of like some feedback on it... If you're not too busy...
#ChaseForBook9
It is sad, he devoted his life to killing innocent people. I always wanted to help people never hurt and yet the fact remains that Hyde lives inside me.
((None of us are too busy, Moss. Kindly share what you like.))
((Go ahead Moss))
Yeah... You don't say. *begins to adjust some of the objectives trailing off*
Would you like to see something I had used at one point to regain control?
((Goodbye, Snow. Of course, Moss. Anytime.))
*keeps eyes cast downward and pulls away*
#ChaseForBook9
...um... *picks up the syringe* I... Guess? *walks over*
((I'll warn you all now, I may suddenly disappear. My apologies if I do.))
#ChaseForBook9
I try all sorts of things, moving my eyes up and down in an effort to make the page of the notebook turn without touching it, calling angry thoughts to my mind and glaring at the lamp to see if I can make it explode, imagining myself lighter, more carefree, to see if I can fly. It's no use, though. The page and lamp stay unmoving where they are, and I'm still firmly on the ground. Someday, I think with a small sigh. Someday I'll be able to show Sheena that I'm not worthless, that I can do magic as well as she can, or at least be something more than a stupid old twin sister.
Of course, in my mind I know it's foolish to hope this. In a set of twins, only one can have that extra Spark. That's how it's always been and always will be.
Everyone has a Spark, of course. It's their soul, their life force, whatever you choose to call it. For some lucky people, that spark also gives them otherworldly powers. Zeus, Apollo, Hades, all those deities from not only Greece, but other parts of the world, weren't just figures of myth, they really existed. They had enormous power over lightning, water, even life and death. One might think that would make them immortal. One would be wrong. They are or were invulnerable to ordinary weapons, and incapable of catching disease, but magic can kill magic, and often it does.
The Mantes, as they have been called, are no longer worshipped as gods, they keep to themselves. The older ones try to find places like they're used to, obscure and out of the way, and some of the younger Mantes, like Sheena, sort of fake normal mortal lives.
I hear the door opening and the thump as she kicks off her shoes. "Hey, sis, did you make me any dinner?" she calls.
"There's leftover pasta salad in the fridge," I reply, giving up on magic for today. Tomorrow I'll be at it again, though, same as always, even if it's hopeless.
I go downstairs to meet her, and she tells about the latest plot to take over the world. "It was kinda stupid, actually," my sister laughs. "The guy had a permit to sell cabbages, and he was going to hide bits of Embrite in the cabbage, you know, those little sparkly stones that expand like really big, lethal popcorn? The thing is, Embrite comes from a dragon's stomach, see? So, it smells. So any Mantis for at least a mile around would know it's there, and even mortals would probably smell it. Yeah, they wouldn’t know what it is, but they wouldn’t buy the cabbages, either.”
I know she doesn't mean to sound like she's dismissing normal humans, bur that's how it comes out. All the Mantes I've met have been like this, and they don't even seem to notice. Or care, probably.
Before I go any further, I should probably explain that when I say Mantis or Mantes, I'm not referring to the green leaf-like insect. The word mantis meant prophet at some point, and the way a praying mantis folds its front legs made it look like a praying prophet to whoever gave it the name. Of course, since no one speaks Greek anymore, there are a lot of bug jokes, especially among the younger generations.
Sheena goes on to explain how the cabbage-seller-slash-wannabe-mass-murderer was actually a complete coward, and how her Mantis friends, Torrey and Seth, didn't even have to step in, and how all it took was a little bit of metal-bending the coins in the cabbage-murderer's pocket to get him to surrender and beg for mercy. I smile and nod, laughing when Sheena does, but I can't stop thinking, if I had been there, would I have been able to do that?
*sits down and gestures next to me* You can sit, Niccolò. * notices how he keeps looking down* You seem off, how come you can't seem to look at myself or Alexis?
I shake back to reality as Sheena says, "Sadie, I need to ask you something."
Is she asking me to join her? Does she finally realize I want a part of her world? Maybe she needs someone who won't be seen as much of a threat, I'm good at not being seen as a threat, it's maybe the only thing I can better her at. Oh, and ballet.
"Torrey, Seth and I and a few others will be gone for several days, there's a possibly world-threatening case..."
"...and?"
I literally can't breathe for several seconds, then she says "I need you to watch Mira," and my excitement is gone.
Mira is Torrey's younger sister, not a twin like me, so she might have magic, but there's been no sign of it. Moreover, she's thirteen, and doesn't particularly need "watching." Then again, she's not bad company, so I agree. I also agree for another reason, one I don't quite want to admit, even to myself.
Sheena's face spreads into a grin. "Thank you," she says and goes to open the door. She had them waiting outside, just assuming that I would agree to 'babysit.' The nerve of her.
Torrey is the first to walk in. He's tall, a good four inches taller than Sheena or I, and has dark brown hair and deep green eyes that look at a person as if they can see beyond the side that everyone knows. He actually nods at me. He's the only Mantis, Sheena included, who almost always acknowledges my existence.
His sister is right behind him. Mira has that same look about her, only her hair is a light brownish-blonde, and she's thinner and a bit paler, looking almost fragile. She's not.
Seth enters last and stops in the doorway, like this house is the last place he wants to be. I get the same urge I always get when he's around, the urge to punch him in the nose. His hair is black and he used way too much gel. Also his nose is big. He glances at Sheena and raises an eyebrow, like "Can we get on with this already?" and she hurriedly leads her friends to the drawing room, leaving me and Mira just standing there. Typical.
She smiles shyly. "Torrey gave me some money so we could rent a movie, buy snacks and stuff," she offers.
"That sounds nice. They go off and save the world while we sit here and eat popcorn and chips," I joke, forcing out a laugh.
Mira only looks at the floor, and I wonder if she feels left behind, the same as I do. She's never shown it, but then, she never shows much of anything more than a shy smile or a nervous laugh.
The doorbell rings again, and I open it to see the three blonde mages who always ignore me, so I ignore them and haven't bothered to learn their names. They follow me to the drawing room without a word.
The discussion stops abruptly as I open the door and starts up as I walk away, like usual. I'm not going to leave it at that, though, of course.
"Mira?" I ask as I return to the entryway.
She turns. "What is it, Sadie?" There's something empty in her voice, something sad.
"You know how Sheena and Torrey and the rest are always off saving the world?" I pause for a moment, and she doesn't interrupt. "Well, let's just say I haven't wasted all the time my sister's been out of the house. Do you mind bending the rules a little?"
A mildly scary smile spreads across Mira's face and she grins. "Of course not."
Until two months ago, I'd only listened in from outside the door, but aside from nearly being caught several times, the thick oak muffles the sound some, and I'm left with bits and pieces of the conversation, which isn't enough to know the story. I'd done some experimenting, though, and found that if one took everything out of the linen closet in the hallway, the wall between that and the drawing room was notably thinner and less soundproof.
I take Mira there now, and we've just taken the spare sheets and curtains out when the doorbell rings again. We both sigh, and I go to answer it alone while Mira hides the fabric in my room.
I open the door to see a woman in her twenties, with curly blonde hair and sparkling hazel eyes. She looks at me, then at the photograph in her hand.
"You must be Sheena," she says with a smile, holding out her hand.
I shake my head quickly "No, sorry. I'm Sadie. Sheena and her friends are in the drawing room, I can take you there?"
"Everly," the woman says with a smile, "But you can call me Evie, everyone does. And that would be lovely, thank you." She smiles again, and I shiver slightly, unable to shake the feeling that her smile is fake.
Sheena's smile when she sees the new guest is definitely fake.
"So you decided to come."
Everly smiles even more, either not noticing the tension in Sheena's voice or ignoring it. "Of course I did!" she says brightly. "How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge Aidan?"
Sheena scowls. "If getting--"
"Have a seat then," Torrey cuts in quickly, pulling out a chair and giving Sheena a 'we do not want to offend this person' look.
Sheena scowls harder, but doesn't say any more. Everly thanks Torrey and sits, ignoring Sheena completely.
"Sadie, you should go now," Sheena tells me, her gaze softer for a moment, like she's genuinely trying to protect me.
"Sadie can stay! She's good company!" Everly beckons to me, but Sheena, Torrey, Seth, the blonde Mantes whose names I don't remember and I all shake our heads.
"I'm not one of you," I explain apologetically, turning and closing the door. I would have loved to accept that invitation if it had come from Sheena, but Everly really has no say in things. If I'd accepted, Sheena would have stared me down, and she has more...willpower than I do. In some ways, that is.
I used a combination of rare drugs from the 19th century.
"That woman invited you in!" Mira whispers breathlessly when I return to our listening spot. I nod.
"Why didn't you accept?"
"I would have, if Sheena had asked."
Mira winces in understanding. "She's just being protective of her sister."
"I know. It's just... There's this whole world out there that I'm not a part of, and I don't really have my own place to go instead. I mean, there's work, but part-time office assistant at the studio is hardly a career I plan to pursue. It's not as... It's boring compared to what she does."
Mira nods again, then holds a finger to her lips.
"How does something 'feed off' magic?" I hear Torrey asking, and I can picture Sheena's shrug.
"Aidan's always... Delved deep into the science behind magic. I can't explain how he would do it, but I wouldn't put something like that past him," my sister replies.
"So if it feeds off magic, how do we fight it?" one of the blonde mages asks.
The laugh that must be Everly's a light sound, sort of like how I always imagined Tinkerbell. "It'll be something simple, like unplugging the thing."
"Unplugging it?" Sheena asks skeptically, and there's a tinge of annoyance. Of course, she doesn't want Evie challenging her power.
"Well, not unplugging it, per se, but taking away the power source."
"I think we would be the power source," Torrey says suddenly.
"You mean it's a trap?" Seth has a tinge of distrust in his voice, and I want to shout at him to stop being a jerk, that Torrey's a better person than he will ever be, but I have to remind myself that he hasn't specifically done anything.
"It sounds like a trap," Torrey says, and I can't tell his emotions from his voice.
"You could just ask, you know. Ask Aidan. The two of you were always close.
Next to me, Mira is clenching her fists and looking at the floor. I place my hand on her shoulder.
"Now now, boys," Sheena says, keeping her tone light, but I'd be surprised if she wasn't giving Seth one of her death glares. "We've been over this, Seth. We can trust Torrey. I've known him just as long as I've known you."
There's a silence, probably a glaring or staring competition, then Everly asks brightly, "Would anyone like a biscuit?"
And I just realized how much that was...
Sorry. You don't have to read all that.
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((Fabi! It's really good so far but I'll give you the run down of what I think when you finish :3))
Drugs?
Yes actually drugs. I know odd. ((Very good, Moss))
I... *takes a shuddering breath* I've done... So many things, Zafira... I- *closes eyes tightly* I'll not burden you with my troubles. Only know that if I cannot bring myself to look at you, it is through no fault of yours.
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((Wow... That was a lot 0.0
It was good! I liked where it was going and the mantis concept is really cool. Protagonist- nice, I like her. *nods* it's good writing, too- as usual))
Mm. Yes, very odd... *shrugs on her coat, cold*
*grabs his hand squeezing it* If you just want to talk you may, or show rather if you rather not speak. I'll always listen Niccolò. You don't need to bottle up what is eating at you. *lets go of his hand* Sit you look as if you need it.
((Thanks, Zaf.))
((Yeah... Sorry about that. I've been working on that story for a couple years now, so...
Thanks for the feedback, Adra. [hugs]))
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Oh...*gasps* Oh god...not now..
*readies the syringe* Finally
((Msd... I'm starting to get really involved in the next chapter))
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((Okay!!))
*sees Adrasdos* Well well well if it isnt the Grand Mage herself *speaking mockingly*
*ignores him and drives the syringe into his neck, pushing the plunger down and jumping back*
*doesn't react for a few seconds and then falls to knees* What is this?! *breathing is staggered and finally after a few minutes stands* Well what do we have here? Doctor Jekyll didn't expect this to happen.
((I quite enjoy your story, Moss. It appears to be quite well written to me.))
*shakes head, and goes to sit down* I've done so many things in my lifetime, many of which I have not yet come to terms with, I suppose you could say. It's why I am so afraid of the possibility of meeting Cristofer. I know not how I'll ever bring myself to tell him I killed his mother, yet I owe him the knowledge of what I have done, and it would be wrong of me to leave telling the truth to someone else. But again, I have not come to request sympathy of any kind, or seek your consolation. I've come to ensure that you are alright.
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What? *frowns* Hell... *gathers up a scalpel*
*listens and finally decides on what to say* Niccolò, Cristofer has had many many years to now know about true names. I believe if you explain how Alastair controlled you, I think he will come to forgive you. I believe he may be upset with you for it but in time he will forgive. We all do. And I thank you for taking interest in seeing how I am. It means a lot to me coming from you. I miss you a lot and I kept thinking if I surived Hyde somehow I could see you and my daughters again.
You give me far too much credit, as always. Would you mind my asking what led you to believe I was dead?
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*tilts head* I no longer can hear the Doctor. At all.
Oh fu- *dives at him, swinging the scalpel across his chest*
Well, when Hyde attacked me he probed around and found one of my memories of you, it was of the last time I saw you and he actually made me see you *sounds pretty upset at the next part* die, by the hands of Javier. I didn't know if I saw the truth or not so when I woke asking for you Darla said they hadn'f located you and that led me to think the memory was real.
*falls to knees again and stands* You're going to pay! *female apparara and they both disappear*
Ah, I see. Well, I shall attempt not to die, however if it should come to that I would ask you to try your best not to become distressed.
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*runs a hand through her hair*
*her stomach growls*
Hmm....
Baddie, or food?
*gets bread from a place down the street, thinking*
*laughs* Niccolò if you ever died I would be going into the after life and dragging you out. Trust me. I believe I would be devastated at your death.
*sits on a nearby bench in a park*
Right. Baddie it is. *eats some bread*
*splits into two* *one of the two vanishes, and appears behind Hyde, pressing a knife against his neck* I'm inclined to kill you, Mr. Hyde. Have you a reason why I shouldn't?
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I think that not entirely fair. What does it matter to you what I did to Miss Kerias?
*the one of me that is by Zafira* You would not find me there. The next time I die, I am certain no power will be able to bring me back. Although I am grateful for the sentiment. In any case, how have you been- in general, I mean- for the past few days?
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*yawns* *begins to sink off to a nap-sleep*
*the one of me that is by Hyde* It matters greatly to me, for more reasons than one, but I don't believe you deserving of an answer to begin with. ((May I kill him, Zafira?))
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Ah. Very stressed with my work. We recently have had so much going on. Plus I got to keep my eye on Lorcan and Alexis...*laughs* Javier hasn't threatned him yet so maybe you could get the honors as her brother, the usualy if you harm my daughter or well sister in this case, that speech.
((Adra, I feel it necessary to acknowledge you despite the fact that I am unable to do so in the roleplay.))
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((Ya ya ikik))
((I'm actually pretty tired... I might just watch this for a bit..))
*by Zafira*I do not feel it necessary to threaten him, although you are welcome to. I trust Alexis to make her own decisions, and if some of them end up mistakes, she will merely learn from them.
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((You may maim or seriously injure but not yet kill, not today.))
*laughs* Are you telling me you have a sense of caring? I looked in her head and it seems she loves you. But you don't return the feeling, are you sayingnow you do?
((I finally give switching tonight! Okay I'm commenting both from here from now on))
*smirks* I trust her to, *nods to the bed where Alexis is asleep with Coco bear* She values the bear you got her. I think she feels safe because it reminds her of you.
(Hmm... I appear to be getting a pretty gnarly headache. MSD ))
*by Hyde* Certainly not, although she is my good friend, and in addition to that I've been on both ends of what you did to her. I've done everything I could imagine to harm others, Hyde, and I happen to have a disturbingly wide imagination. I do mean everything. That said, I am sure you understand why I cannot allow you to continue. *turns the knife and cuts deeply into Hyde' shoulder, waiting for the poison to spread and paralyze him* You're lucky I let you live tonight.
((I may suddenly disappear as well. Also, Aretha has been worried about people making this assumption for some time, so I suppose I ought to clarify now- what I've just referenced is a part of my history that was determined long before this plot, and the one featuring Adra and Deacon. It was not created for either of those plots. Neither Aretha nor I ever mentioned that for what I feel are rather obvious reasons.))
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((Mm. Finally up for air with my writing. Not sure if there's any point in me being here, but oh well...
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((I may disappear as well and good greif Niccolò...you have'disrurbinglg wide imaginaion' i love you for that one))
Hyde: what...did...you...do?! *is on knees falling onto back* I can't move....*seems pretty concerned for merely himself* Then you should embrace the part of you like that!
((Interesting... Sorry il have to reread that tomorrow that made no sense ah brain why leaveme alone
Jesus I swear if any energy latched into me I am raining hell
Raising
I swear
*by Hyde* I have, actually. Doing so was my life philosophy for over 500 years. Although I must admit, I have experienced more happiness in a single second of simply enjoying the presence of another than I have in several lifetimes of inflicting and observing suffering. Perhaps you ought to give it a try sometime. ((May I arrest him? Or rather, send him to be arrested?))
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((Arrest him go for it lol Zaf would have given you power from the American Sanctuary so you can make a legal arrest))
Hyde: I enjoyed seeing Zafira scream and beg how helpless she was against me. I have no desire to help people but I find people suffering to be most enjoyable.
((Actually, on that note, I'll have to leave now. I shall return before the end of the week, but beyond that I can promise nothing. Goodbye, everyone.))
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((I hope the headache goes away soon, Adra.))
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((See you.))
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((Good night Niccolò I fhink I ought to go to bed omg night guys))
((Aaaaand this is the moment when everyone leaves. Night Zaf!
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hello...??))
Hey Snow!
SAPH!! i replayed to your e-mail XD
Hi.
Mom asked "What time does the clock say?"
And then my brain reprocessed it into the tune of "What does the fox say?"
Now that song is stuck in my head.
[Facepalm]
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Just got it. Sorry, today's the first day back at school and I've been frantically doing my homework :P
(And I still don't believe you were emailing me)
Fabi; Lol XD I hate foxes in the autumn. They YOWL. SO LOUD. D:
(OMG why dont you believe me? XD)
hey fab.
it was the first day back for us too.
XD i just read that as " they YOLO so loud" what is wrong with me?
[hugs Saph]
[hugs Snow]
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Snow; I wouldn't say 'wrong' :P
And I don't believe you because YOU NEVER EXISTED.
Snow; I wouldn't say 'wrong' :P
And I don't believe you because YOU NEVER EXISTED.
:O! i do so exist!! btw, i replyed.
*hugs fab*
*hugs Fabi* How're you? :)
Snow, of course I'm a figment of my own imagination. My imagination is incredible! And you're all trapped in it >:D
(Do you mind if I keep the convo on here for Fabi's sake?)
*pokes chibi-buddy* XD
(whatevs) I AM A FIGMENT OF MY OWN IMAGINATION, NOT YOURS!!!
Snow; Maybe so, but it's MY imagination you're trapped in *creepy grin*
[Shrugs]
I think I'm okay. I don't really care, tbh. You?
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NUUU!! *pokes saph's imagination* LET ME OUUTTTT!!!
[pokes Snow] XD XD
I'M A FIGMENT OF JUBI'S IMAGINATION!!!
We decided that like a while ago...
Too long...
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FABI!! your in here too??
Fabi; One of those moods, eh? *hugs* I'm fine. I'm great. *pokes Snow back* Leave my imagination alone! IT'S INNOCENT!
You can fly around with Clemy then :P
*pulls saph into her own imagination* if i'm here, so are you! *walks up to Clemy and pats*
Making myself dinner now, bbs. *hugs Fabi and Snow in case they're gone by the time I get back, especially Fabi because I know it's nearly ten for her* See you soon!
kay saph, but i say i am no longer in your imagination.
want to be in paris with me in the role-play fab? or just continue talking about shiz-fiz...?
Brb, sorry! D:
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kayy
That was supposed to post a while ago. I'm actually back now.
Bye Saphy [hugs] [laughs] Yup, you could say that.
Yay! [Flies around with Clemy in Jubi's imagination, wrecking havoc]
Hm... [Tries to think which character can be in Paris]
Fabi's first priority now that she's awake is going back to Blogland, though, I may arrange some...difficulties, and Effie's been kidnapped, so... ParaFabi?
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*shrugs* whatever. i just wouldn't mind someone along with Lea and I. we'd have to meet her there, randomly. but we can work it out.
What do you think of the new pic?
Hm.
I know!
Lalla, Linda, Kath and ParaFabi are in Paris on top-secret spy business.
Kath [sees Snow and points her out to ParaFabi] Isn't that the weird friend of other-you? The one with the owl and the fez?
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Awesome!
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XD kay! now Allons-y!
RP------
*swipes at Lea as he uses his chameleon powers to fade into the background*
ParaFabi: Where? [Looks around] I should probably tell her that Fabi is awake...
((Are Lea and Snow both faded into the background?))
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(( no, just lea))
*glares* i know your there Lea!
Lea: *from behind Snow* but where exactly am i?
*swings around*
Lea: *laughs of to Snows left*
((Okay, thanks.))
ParaFabi: [Sees Snow] [Walks over] Hello, Snow, right?
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*spins* ah.. yeah, right. Snow *glances around*
*Lea appears for a moment behind ParaFabi, pulling a face*
*grins, trying not to laugh*
*Lea fades away again*
Hi! Wbd, nomming dinner :D
What? Is there something stuck in my teeth?
I just thought I'd let you know, Fabi is awake.
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SAPPHY
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FABI
;P
*Saph twists and turns through street corners she knows like her own heartbeat, relaxed and happy beneath the warm sun*
Hey, peeps.
*lea appears and does bunny ears on ParaFabi*
*tries not to laugh* nope. *fails miserably and doubles over*
*Lea fades away*
(( hey alex. oh, and WB saph!))
ParaFabi: [Really doesn't know how to take a joke]
[Whirls in a circle, and when she's turned back, her sword is pointing at Snow's throat]
What. Is. Funny?
((Hello Alex!))
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*stops laughing*
*nervously* um... Lea... i think it's time to stop...
*Lea appears at Snow's elbow, hand on sword* please take your sword away from my friends throat.
[Points sword towards Lea instead]
When you make someone feel like a fool, they feel unsafe, and as often as not, the thing to do when you are not safe is to draw a weapon.
[Holds sword steady for a moment, then lowers it, but doesn't put it away]
Who the heckl are you?
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Lea: *bows* Lea (( OMFG I JUST REALIZED I HAVEN"T GIVEN LEA A LAST NAME *racks brain*)) Strong.
((that was not fun...))
Fabienne S.
The wrong one.
The one who shouldn't be here.
Deal with it.
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((What wasn't fun?))
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(( having to think of a last name! ASDFGHJKL))
Lea: *looks ParaFabi up and down* *holds out hand* nice to meet you... i guess. you said you had something to tell snow? *puts arm around Snow protectively*
*shakes Leas arm off, shooting him a glare*
[Doesn't shake Lea's hand] Likewise, I'm sure.
I did, and I said it.
[Smirks slightly] Are you two a couple?
((Yes, I can see how that would be annoying. At least you won't have to think of one now that you already have...))
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*looks horrified* god no.
Lea: *looks at Snow* why such a big reaction? *raises eyebrow*
*glares*
*at ParaFabi* you wouldn't of happened to have seen a vampire around here, would you?
[Face becomes impassive]
Right.
And no, I don't believe I have.
[Looks to Lalla, Linda and Kath, all of whom shake their heads]
You're looking for one... Any vampire, or a specific vamp?
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Dusk.
Alright then.
[Pulls out a phone and types some stuff in, using the facial recognition software to show Dusk's current location if it is a place with security cameras such as a business or public transportation. If he's in the middle of the woods, it's useless.]
#ChaseForBook9
*Leans against the Eiffel Tower, arms crossed*
((So, um, I'm leaving it to you to decide where Dusk is and if it would show up... Because it's your plot and all...))
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(( I HAS NO PLANS. other than that i am gonna, you know, kill him...))
S'cuse me *takes phone from fab*
*studies* apparently, he's walking down Rue Jean Rey. thats not too far.
(( OMG LOOK AT THE EIFFEL TOWER ON GOOGLE IMAGES!!!))
[Snatches the phone back]
You have no idea how many dangerous programs are on this thing. You know where he is now, great. Find him.
((Can't look right now... Msd))
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*shrugs* *points at Lea* go. i'll catch up.
Lea: but-
Go!
*Lea sags but goes*
*calls out* GOOD BOY!! *Grins*
*turns back to fab, loosing the smilei*
now, i have to ask... what are you doing here
(MSD)
Nothing to do with you. I thought I'd travel now that I don't have to play babysitter for myself, check on some people, see who they were in this dimension, see if they already knew me... Or her... Or us...
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*shrugs* just making sure your not doing evil stuff. bye.
*follows Lea*
((G2G IRL!! BYE!! *huggles fab and anyone else lurking in the shadows* *disappears*))
☂FABWEE☂
☂Oh. Whoops. Bye Snow!☂
[Laughs and watches Snow leave]
[As soon as she's gone, pulls phone back out and presses a particularly ominous-looking button]
((Bye!))
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APRIL AUCHENFLOWER
HELLO EMBER
HELLO PERSON
HUH
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☂Btw, I've just read the second paragraph of the Sadie thing, and it looks really good so far! I'll give you more details lateeeer☂
☂HAIII☂
☂☂laughs☂☂
Thanks.
It really is late... Msd...
[hugs]
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"How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge Aidan?"
☂You need to have a comma before the word Aidan, which would be...☂
"How could I miss an opportunity to get revenge, Aidan?"
☂Also, as for Sadie staying, you may not want to use "She's good company" seeing as Everly has only known her for a few seconds... and something about the flow of it is a little strange...☂
☂BUT IT IS FABULOUS. AND SADIE IS A RELATABLE, COOL CHARACTER. AND THE ENDING IS AWESOME. AND SHEENA IS A BITCH.☂
☂Oh yeah, Favis!☂
☂I always wanted to ask but I never really... did :p☂
☂So what do you want to be when you grow up?☂
☂And by the way, I'm reading back... Why are so little people on nowadays?☂
☂The only "regulars" (that I see, at least) are you, me, Mith, Adra, Zaffy, Snow, Deathy, and Saph. I think Dragona too.☂
☂BUT THERE ARE SO MANY MORE OF US!☂
☂And for the die question, uh, what the heck, I say two.☂
☂You know what? I can think of names for every month except for October.☂
☂WHAT SHOULD GO WITH OVTOBER☂
I have
☂January ----☂
☂February Felicities☂
☂March Madness☂
☂April Auchenflower☂
☂May --------☂
☂------ June☂
☂July -----☂
☂August ------☂
☂September Silver☂
☂October ???????????☂
☂November --------☂
☂December Death☂
I was summoned, yeah?
So apparently I have to miss four classes of school today to get an injection in the hospital, which means I have to catch up on everything for homework.
Sigh.
*Huggles Mars* At least you're noting year nine... And gone for a week...
http://www.radiotimes.com/news/2013-10-13/steven-moffat-on-doctor-who-regenerations-go-back-and-count-again--theres-something-youve-missed
GUYS IF YOU HAVE TUMBLR WHAT IS YOUR THINGYMAJIG
USERNAME
WHATEVER
*now has Tumblr because I'm 13 now whoo!*
Me don't have Tumblr... Happy Birthday!
Good evenin' all!!!!!
Thankies, Death!
Hey Duck!!
Wbd, setting up Twitter/Tumblr/Facebook and whatnot...
I'm happy I'm me.
*frowns*
I need a picture for Twitter.
But idk what pictureeeeeeee
I got my Facebook account at 11 'cause I'm rebel.
I lied about my age so now I'm 64!
*laughs*
Oh my God Duck XD
*Hesitates and deletes epic insult for Duck*
Quackity quack quack quack!
INSULT?!?!
I'm overly insulted that you would've thought of an insult!!
My family insults each other ever waking minute. Everything you people say make me think of an insult.
Your family reminds me of the Brady Bunch.
That's just not-very-well-done sarcasm there.
I don't know what I would do if I had kids and they were joined... Like joined at the chest... Eh...
*mumbles something about Tumblr and Twitter*
Ooooh, would you look at that. A new page. That's exciting...
☂HEYYYY☂
☂Hey Missy, you have to add me on Twitter! I'm @HellishSilver. AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!☂
☂And I have a tumblr, too, but that one's a secret from Bloglanders because my mom knows I have it and she knows the password...☂
☂Are you guys still here?☂
☂Maybe I should change my Twitter username☂
☂☂ponders deeply☂☂
*waves*
HEY SEP!
Okay, considered you followed! I'm @MissNinjaCain :3
AND THANKIES! :3
My Facebook is monitered by my mum, so that's gonna be a secret... But my Tumblr is just there.
I still gotta finish setting it up.
My Twitter is set up though.
*monitored
I should maybe Tweet something now...
☂My mom and I have the same facebook account...☂
☂Which has lead to a lot of embarrassing moments, seeing as my friends always seem to forget that I share the account and send me questions about all my secrets that my mom shouldn't know about, and then she sees them and pretends she didn't see them, and it's awful.☂
☂YES, DEAR, YOU SHOULD☂
FOLLOWED.
☂Duck, what's your Twitter?☂
I dedicate this page to new begins. Whether it's a birth, a new life with someone you love or perhaps moving schools... It's a new life. It's your life.
Go do whatever shit you want. There is no one out there to say you can't.
☂Cool ded!☂
☂I heard this really cool quote one time which was "Today is the start of the rest of your life"...☂
☂Gtg now.... yeah☂
@DuckTAASP
Everybody should follow me. I don't really do any tweeting or retweeting or favouriting or anything really but still follow me. It'll be worth your while.
*hugs*
BYE SEP!
I shall go follow you now, Duck!!
*decides to go Tweet something now*
Happy birthday Cain
THANKIES ADRA!
☂I really want to Google Hangout with you guys sometime.... :(☂
☂BUT MY GRANDMOTHER NEVER LEAVES THE HOUSE☂
☂Maybe if I didn't talk. But that would kinda defeat the purpose☂
☂I feel like nobody else is here on the blog right now...☂
☂You know, I've always thought that it didn't matter if nobody noticed you or you were invisible. Because then you can do whatever the goddamn heck you want and who's going to notice?☂
☂You could play evil pranks and nobody would suspect you, you could stalk people, and you could even find other invisible people and have those mental connection things with them.☂
☂AND IT IS ALWAYS GOOD TO HAVE THOSE MENTAL CONNECTIONS SO YOU CAN MANIPULATE THEM TO BECOME PART OF YOUR ARMYYYYY☂
WHEEEEEEE
*falls back in*
Don't worry Sep, we can be lonely and not on Google Hangout together
*doesn't have Google profile thingymajig*
Wbd, colouring some stuff. :3
☂If nobody respects you, take advantage of it. Let them underestimate you. It helps when you're competing with people, because then they won't fight you so hard.☂
☂If guys think you're ugly, think of it this way--you're (probably and hopefully) not going to have as many girls hate you.☂
☂If girls hate you, at least you have the guys.☂
☂If EVERYBODY hates you, you don't have to do anything to please anyone! No more pleasantries, no more "OHMG AAANNIE I LOVE YOUR DRESS" AND you don't have backstabbing because you know everybody hates you anyway. See the first paragraph.☂
☂If your teachers hate you, conform during homework and quizzes and tests to get good marks. Then grow up and become a scientist or mathematician or writer AND DO IT YOUR WAY. Then dedicate your work to that teacher who hated you. BITCH. Or maybe DICK.☂
☂If you're not creative, think of a mathematical, systematic way to do your art. Or be good at plagiarizing.☂
☂If you're creative but not analytical, find a creative way to remember the things you need to remember and think of Math like an art.☂
☂If you feel like an outsider because you're smart, simply kick everybody's arse in every class. EGO BOOSTS FOR LIFE☂
☂If you feel like an outsider because you're stupid, you're not stupid, you're just not doing it right. And you will find the right way to do it.☂
☂If you're made fun of for being a different race or having a different religion, use the fact that you're different to write really interesting English papers about yourself. Also, if you happen to know another language because of your nationality or background, USE IT TO INSULT PEOPLE TO THEIR FACES AND NOT GET CAUGHT☂
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