like i said rory died, but only the doctor remembers him. amy and rory where gonna get married... but rory comes back later, so i'm happy about that... nothing else as far as i remember
i dedicate this page to fabi. because she seems to think she can't do anything right and she's been… odd lately.
so fab, this is for you, because, no matter how much you put yourself down, you always have a loving family here who think you rock. so much of this blog was/is/has been shaped by you. we owe you lots.
your my blodsis and i hope you never, ever change from your perfect self!!
Hair color isn't the problem with her. The script made her personality-free. She's supposed to be smart, she's suppose to be Annabeth. If she was able to portray a more Annabeth-like personality, her hair could be green!
Um... That's my opinion. Sorry if you disagree. It's still not changing.
Heh. Lady Fabienne ;) Stella's the last relative we can find. Something about L representing red and green, but not at the same time (I think. I might have read your comment in the early hours and not processed it properly)
Scary.... Really minor nobility, though, and long dead and forgotten.
Yeah... L is one of the weird ones. It's like black, white, red and green all at once. Only ll is usually blue. When in a word, though, it just sort of makes the other colors shinier, so idk...
A and P are also red/green and O is black/white....
O... first letter, shape even, to ever exist. *Nods* I like it :) Do you ever feel like your head is too full? Too much noise, too many thoughts, so many images and memories and voices and then people start laughing and yelling and the combined noise is so loud and overwhelming your head starts to hurt? Probably not. My mind is weird :)
I don't think I'm dehydrated, but you could be I guess. I get it worst when I'm sick- or rather, the rest of the time I can deal with it, because I'm used to it. When I'm sick, it's like all my barriers come down. I don't know, but maybe most of the time you're subconsciously thinking all those things, but when you're dehydrated or have a migraine your subconscious, unable to function at full power, does only the more necessary tasks and you get bombarded with the noise and thoughts. Sorry. I tend to think about strange things when I'm alone. I suppose recently I've started wondering more than usual if I'm anything close to 'normal'.
"Normal" is a lie carefully crafted by society and our humans' natural fears of anyone different than ourselves.
I've never had migraines other than these headaches, so I wouldn't know...
A lot of times, standardized tests smell eggy, the incorrect answers stronger than the correct...
Also I find things with my ears. If I think about them, there's this sort of tugging sensation, and it's always a bit stronger on the left... Only things I've had recently, though.
I think we all have our little quirks. That's what makes us not boring.
Standardised tests do smell eggy, don't they?! I know. I don't believe in normal. It's just the best word to describe what I want to say. Anyway, I think it might be getting late for you.
Did I ever actually say that I think Andy Biersack is a role model? No. I didn't.
Did I ever say that I think of Mark "Chopper" Read as a good person? Yes. I did.
People around me seem more upset with me having a massive crush on some beautiful goth man than my idolisation of a mass murderer. Chopper actually was a pretty good bloke, all things considered. He was an Aussie hitman an killed people who had done some pretty nasty things. One bloke in jail had raped an eight year old girl by cutting her open with a rusty can so he could do it directly with her organs, and do you know what Chopper did? He stuck a broom stick up that man's ass and killed him. He has killed some people who looked at him funny but Chopper killed those who had done terrible things. He was pretty much a vigilante. Chopper Read passed away yesterday. He was a great man. He stood up for those of us who couldn't kill, he killed those who did wrong. He was an amazing man. A man who I wish I had met. He had children, he had a wife. He was loved. Even by me.
Andy Biersack, on the other hand, is just a singer. He sings songs, he stands up for what he believes in, he's a beautiful man who can sometimes look like a girl but that is it. He's no mass murderer, he's no psychopath, he's not vigilante. He's just an American singer.
R.I.P. Mark "Chopper" Read. You'll be greatly missed.
well OBVIOUSLY he isnt a 'good guy'. but he did seem to TRY and help-ish. even if he killed people... lots of people... he shouldnt have killed pepole... but yeah. you get what i mean
I just wish I could have met him. I wish I could have told him how much what he did ment to me. I really wanted to tell him how amazing he was and how brave he was for doing what he did. I wish I could've tell him that I want to be like him, to do what's right no matter what I have to do for it. But I'll never have that chance now...
Okay... Brothers are arguing... Deathy threw up all her Skittles and her dinner... She drank a tiny bit today too... She also did her oral that May have been her main stressor...
☂Oh, by the way, speaking of murder, what do you guys think of Mary Winkler? Innocent? Guilty? Did her husband really treat her the way she said? Was she telling the truth? Should she have had more or less jail time?☂
☂Oh, and btw, it's okay to feel sad that he died even though you don't know him personally, because he was a good person to you and he made you happy (maybe inspired?) while he was alive. And I'm sure he would've been happy to meet you!☂
☂Maybe you could write him like a tiny letter? And then either delete it or keep it or put it somewhere where nobody will find it?☂
☂I think there are people who think otherwise, based on the things I've seen people say about him after searching the internet for almost half an hour :)☂
Those people like him as he is now,i loved him as he was when be was younger. An amazing man, nonetheless. The world will be a darker place without him.
☂(in response to your earlier question, Mycroft died because there was a problem with the timeline. Original Mycroft is not dead yet and Mithria is trying to keep Future Mycroft alive.)☂
☂You won't fail as long as you keep your wits about you.☂
☂Think logically. These kinds of things are designed for even the dumbest kid in the class to pass. It's not a real-life problem. There is a logical answer for every question.☂
Yeah, Chopper was good. "Where would I be in life if they nick named me Fluffy?" Copper asks, grinning. The whole audience laughs and the young girl grins at him. "Excuse me, Chopper." She struggles to find her voice as she stands. Chopper looks at her and she feels her heart flutter. "I may only be a child," she says as she approaches her idol. "But you are an amazing man. You did what was right, even with death looming over you. You stood up for those victims. You made the criminals pay." She's right in front of the Australian criminal and she is beyond nervous. "You have been a massive inspiration to me,Mr Read. You would never begin to think..." She walks around the desk where Chopper is sitting to embrace him tightly. "You have impacted my life in such a way that every time I hear a bad word against your name, I rise to defend it. You are my idol, Mark Read."
Cool videos! I wish I had the ability to do something like that... *shrugs* That what the internet is for, watching all the wonderful things that other people where gifted with, or attempt to be.
----On the east end of town, where the grickle-grass grows, and the wind smells slow and sour when it blows, is the street of the Lifted Lorax. Who was the Lorax, and why was it there? Why was it lifted and taken somewhere? Tonight, an intrepid young monster hunter winds her way back home from the Onceler's house, her mind swimming with stories and secrets. She stumbled across the comment thread, and decides to stop for a bit.----
My oh my, is there nobody here? Blogland is empty; my foremost fear! I'm sure I'll find something to help get along. I know what I'll do! I shall sing a song!
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field Woahahahah. woah ohhhhh woah ohhh oh,
For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
No one's home . . . Blogland is empty . . . I might as well be the last person in the world. I should rob a Blogland bank, but I don't have the clout . . .
*Two men creep up behind her, both very attractive, both wearing blazers. One is very tall, with dark hair. One is shorter, with red hair.*
Croup: Shall we fulfill the terms of our contract, Mr. Vandemar? After all, is it not our inescapable to duty?
*struggles violently with Croup and Vandemar* *pushes them away* No! Get out of it! I don't have time to be killed right now!
Croup: However, Miss Precocious (and precocious you are, indeed) it is our inescapable duty. We were hired, and payed quite a great deal of money in the doing so, to end your life here, on this park bench. We are, after all, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar, the Old Firm, bones broken, innards rearranged, bespoke violence, and tutilary dentistry. Vandemar: Preach it, Mr. Croup. Croup: I will indeed, Mr. Vandemar. Together: We are here to kill you dead, Miss Precocious.
Well, I won't deny, Mr. Croup, that I've had a healthy share of hit men after me. The last one who tried stole my custom-made Bespoke Ray-Bans . . .
Vandemar: *hiss* Croup: We choose not to associate with the Sanguine man.
. . . but I never once in a million years imagined that I would be considered so threatening that they would send you two after me. I'm feeling an odd mixture of self-satisfaction and mortal terror.
Croup: My friend, I notice you are simply standing there. I'm afraid you do not have time to contemplate tactical particularities. I would urge you run. Vandemar: Run, bitch.
(As I have now run off into the sunset, pursued by a pair of deadly assassins, I will take my leave for a bit until Blogland is populated again. You know, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar are very fascinating individuals. I mentioned them in a poem I wrote, once. A poem that had nothing to do with them. Ah, well. These things happen. And so, with a flick of the wrist and just a flash I'll land a prince with a ton of cash and DISAPPARATE!)
Hello Annika! *waves* I don't believe we have met before! I'm Miss Cain, but you can call me Miss, Cain, Missy, Zaiya, or Paris. Which ever one you feel like, or even come up with a new name. *shadow walks down to shake hands with Annika*
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. 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've just had this strange moment about ten minutes where I did something I used to do a lot when I was younger and then finally felt like I've returned home... I don't know what I mean, because I've never felt at home anywhere, but I just.... I feel at home now... does that make sense?☂
Consider it e-mailed, Miss Cain. Let me know if you want me to e-mail it to anyone else, you lot! The story is short, but it's rather pivotal to my character.
I'd also delete those things about Ravel... Those still count as spoilers, although they don't say what happens, they say who it happens to
And people get really upset about that- part of Blogland is that tons of people have yet to read several books, and it's hard to stay away from them, and if someone puts it here...
Yeah
Just saying, I'd delete those, it hurts people's feelings.
Wait, Mycroft, so it's like zombies who are only zombie when they're mad?
Actually, that sounds like an excellent idea for a story.
What if there was a graveyard full of only lawyers, accountants, IT guys, and insurance salesmen, and when they became zombies they don't go "BRAAAAAAAINS." they go "PAPERWORRRRRRRK."
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When
And is it on abc 1
On another note typing has become easier on the floor
abc 2, 7:40 about. after the roast.
Nice
I am so happy I got to talk to you
And also before I watch it is there anything you should tell me just In case I get confuzled
What the smurf does XD mean
(( smurfs two is awesome!!!))
like i said rory died, but only the doctor remembers him. amy and rory where gonna get married... but rory comes back later, so i'm happy about that... nothing else as far as i remember
XD is an expression....
Cool thanks
Sorry...
It seems I can do nothing right.
Even leaving, people find fault with...
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Hi again
aw... tis okay fab. and now i have an idea of what to ded to!!
What are you going to see at the movies
the @nd Percy Jackson movie. i figured, they made such a hack of the first one, how bad could the second be?
*2nd
Haven't seen that movie before what's it called
P.s I live in anarctica
Percy Jackson and the Lighting Thief.
the girl in it is supposed to be a blond and they made her a brunette!! wtf??
the second is Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters.
as always, the books are way better then the movies ever will be.
Just you
Hellooooooo!
I haven't been on for a while... :P
i dedicate this page to fabi. because she seems to think she can't do anything right and she's been… odd lately.
so fab, this is for you, because, no matter how much you put yourself down, you always have a loving family here who think you rock. so much of this blog was/is/has been shaped by you. we owe you lots.
your my blodsis and i hope you never, ever change from your perfect self!!
MISSY!!! *huggles*
Hair color isn't the problem with her. The script made her personality-free. She's supposed to be smart, she's suppose to be Annabeth. If she was able to portray a more Annabeth-like personality, her hair could be green!
Um... That's my opinion. Sorry if you disagree. It's still not changing.
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i agree completely fab!
Thanks, Snow... [hugs]
Hi Missy! [hugs]
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i am in love with "the things we lost in the fire" by bastille
Me gtg for a min me be back =)
kay...
we were born with nothing and we sure as hell have nothing now
It's a cool song...
See you, Nutty.
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i like it for that line. it reminds me so much of "looking for alaska"
Do you understand that we will never be the same again?
That's the line that was most memorable for me, though admittedly I only looked up the song a few days ago.
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yeah, it stick in your mind... i love it for so many reasons...
Hi me back
Okay, I finished the oral... That might have been what's stressing me out... I also got hay fever today... Stupid hot winds...
hey nutbag.
*huggles deathy* aw...
hi death =)
:( i g2g! bye all!! *huggles* *disappears*
Hi Deathy
Hi Nutty
Byw Snowy
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bye snow see you on monday
=(
wHOOPS
I kinda forgot I was here
Damn Instagram :P
Msd, gonna go to the shops soonnnnn
well i`m leaving bye
and let the odds be forever in your favour.
-hunger games
*hides in snow hoping that the polar bears don`t come*
*shivers*
oh and also if you are alone type up duck dynasty on youtube.
nutty out (;
I have to admit, that's awesome :D
Hi Saphy [hugs]
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Hi Fabi! *tackleglomps* Good to see you :) How're you?
And did this great--great- great-aunt upset you? (How old is she??!!)
Good to see you, too.
Rubbish.
Henrietta.
I have a great-great-great aunt named Henrietta.
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She's dead.
My Dad's doing a project on our family tree...
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(I have a great-great-great-great-great grandmother who was called Stella, and she nearly married someone with the surname Artois.)
Oh. Well, that makes more sense.
You don't like the name Henrietta? (I don't blame you)
No... Orange and green really clash, even if I know there isn't any orange or green except for in my head.
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Like your letter codes. Red and green. I remember.
What are you remembering? Sorry, I'm sure I remember it, too, I just need to filter out the lumps of powdered sugar.
Apparently I'm also descended from some minor British nobility in the 1300's. How the heck did Dad find so much...?
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Heh. Lady Fabienne ;) Stella's the last relative we can find.
Something about L representing red and green, but not at the same time (I think. I might have read your comment in the early hours and not processed it properly)
Scary.... Really minor nobility, though, and long dead and forgotten.
Yeah... L is one of the weird ones. It's like black, white, red and green all at once. Only ll is usually blue. When in a word, though, it just sort of makes the other colors shinier, so idk...
A and P are also red/green and O is black/white....
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*black and white or red and green. Not really both. It's just sort of impossibly vivid...
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O... first letter, shape even, to ever exist. *Nods* I like it :)
Do you ever feel like your head is too full? Too much noise, too many thoughts, so many images and memories and voices and then people start laughing and yelling and the combined noise is so loud and overwhelming your head starts to hurt?
Probably not. My mind is weird :)
Sometimes... Mom says its either sort of dehydration or migraines, she keeps switching between those explanations...
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I don't think I'm dehydrated, but you could be I guess. I get it worst when I'm sick- or rather, the rest of the time I can deal with it, because I'm used to it. When I'm sick, it's like all my barriers come down.
I don't know, but maybe most of the time you're subconsciously thinking all those things, but when you're dehydrated or have a migraine your subconscious, unable to function at full power, does only the more necessary tasks and you get bombarded with the noise and thoughts.
Sorry. I tend to think about strange things when I'm alone. I suppose recently I've started wondering more than usual if I'm anything close to 'normal'.
Morning.. *waves sleepily*
I'm so tired...
But I'm listening to One Directio and Little Mix, so it's all good. :)
Hey Mars Bar! *tackleglomps* :D Have you got school?
"Normal" is a lie carefully crafted by society and our humans' natural fears of anyone different than ourselves.
I've never had migraines other than these headaches, so I wouldn't know...
A lot of times, standardized tests smell eggy, the incorrect answers stronger than the correct...
Also I find things with my ears. If I think about them, there's this sort of tugging sensation, and it's always a bit stronger on the left... Only things I've had recently, though.
I think we all have our little quirks. That's what makes us not boring.
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Mara! You literally came on just as Change Your Life did, and in a way, you're both on my iPod.
...figuratively speaking.
Oops, it's tomorrow already, well, today now. Huh.
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Hey Saph :) *hugs*
Yeah, I'm in the car now. Should be there at about 8:20 :) sorry when I'm tired I usually state irrelevant facts... *hugs*
Hey Fabi :) *hugs*
Standardised tests do smell eggy, don't they?!
I know. I don't believe in normal. It's just the best word to describe what I want to say.
Anyway, I think it might be getting late for you.
Fabi - O.O
IT'S A SIGN
*huggles* :)
Wbd and msd :/
*hugs Mara back* Well, when I'M tired, I give people evil glares, so I think you have the better quirk :P
*Laughs* Sorry, when you said she was on your Ipod 'figuratively speaking', I had a sudden image of Mara trying to balance on your screen XD
[hugs Mara]
Really? I just sort of assumed that was my imagination...
Hm. I'm afraid I only sort of not really know what you mean, then...
[Shrugs] 12:16!
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When I'm tired, I slip into code or a foreign language or riddles or something. Or I talk about things.
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I can see my school in the distance
noooooooooooooo
I also give people evil glares, but I usually hit people too... :P
Idk what I do when I'm tired. *yawns*
I can't balance so I'd probably fall XD
Hmm. It's 8:18 pm here.
(I find it interesting that Blog time didn't change with daylight savings)
Gtg, bye! :( *hugs*
Sometimes when I'm REALLY tired, I either start talking in French or trying to explain particle physics...
Bye Mara! *hugs* Good luck with your day :)
@Saph XD
@Mara Bye. :-( [hugs]
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Did I ever actually say that I think Andy Biersack is a role model? No. I didn't.
Did I ever say that I think of Mark "Chopper" Read as a good person? Yes. I did.
People around me seem more upset with me having a massive crush on some beautiful goth man than my idolisation of a mass murderer.
Chopper actually was a pretty good bloke, all things considered. He was an Aussie hitman an killed people who had done some pretty nasty things. One bloke in jail had raped an eight year old girl by cutting her open with a rusty can so he could do it directly with her organs, and do you know what Chopper did? He stuck a broom stick up that man's ass and killed him. He has killed some people who looked at him funny but Chopper killed those who had done terrible things. He was pretty much a vigilante.
Chopper Read passed away yesterday. He was a great man. He stood up for those of us who couldn't kill, he killed those who did wrong. He was an amazing man. A man who I wish I had met. He had children, he had a wife. He was loved. Even by me.
Andy Biersack, on the other hand, is just a singer. He sings songs, he stands up for what he believes in, he's a beautiful man who can sometimes look like a girl but that is it. He's no mass murderer, he's no psychopath, he's not vigilante. He's just an American singer.
R.I.P. Mark "Chopper" Read. You'll be greatly missed.
I think I have to go too. Bye Fabi! *hugs* Good luck with life in general, but especially sleeping.
I don't know who either is/was... Sorry...
:-(
See you, Saph. [hugs]
Msd.
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Chopper was one of Australia's worst criminals. He was a great person and no one seems to see that.
Oh...
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Evenin' all!
HI!!!!!!!
BLAZE!!!!!!!!!!
How you doin'?
Am I the only one sad about Chopper Read?
im OK. drowning in feels. but OK.
you?
Sorry. I'm going to be sick. Bbs
HI DEATH *hugs deathy and duck in a group hug*
I'm sorry, but probably. He sounds awesome! but I have never heard of him untill your post that i read up there about what he was doing.
He's not a good guy, he was a psychopath and murderer. One of Australia's best criminals.
ok death :( *hugs* feel better asap
I didn't see much of Chopper Read's stuff so I'm not that sad about it. I did like his mo though. That was cool.
well OBVIOUSLY he isnt a 'good guy'. but he did seem to TRY and help-ish. even if he killed people... lots of people... he shouldnt have killed pepole... but yeah. you get what i mean
Eve had skittles come back up? It's not pleasant...
Chopper was amazing though. I loved him so much.
*Ever
... there there death *pats back*
I just wish I could have met him. I wish I could have told him how much what he did ment to me. I really wanted to tell him how amazing he was and how brave he was for doing what he did. I wish I could've tell him that I want to be like him, to do what's right no matter what I have to do for it. But I'll never have that chance now...
*pats back again. gives tea*
*puppy eyes*
Can I haves some tea?
*gives duck tea :)*
Aussies....*smiles then cries* Zaffy no want her wisdom teeth out tomorrow!!!! ((Msd))
sorry but what does msd mean? i keep thinking its 'might still die' and freak out.
May suddenly disappear
Okay... Brothers are arguing... Deathy threw up all her Skittles and her dinner... She drank a tiny bit today too... She also did her oral that May have been her main stressor...
*rolls in* EXAMS UGH
*rolls put*
THANKS ZAF *hands tea to everyone.*
*out
☂You know, I have no idea what's happening with this Mark Read guy. I'm going to look into this.☂
☂Oh, by the way, speaking of murder, what do you guys think of Mary Winkler? Innocent? Guilty? Did her husband really treat her the way she said? Was she telling the truth? Should she have had more or less jail time?☂
☂This may well be an awful thing to say, and if what she's saying is true then I am very sorry, but I've always felt like she was lying.☂
☂Maybe not completely. And not about everything. But like she was exaggerating. And I'm really sorry that I think that, I am.☂
☂Not sure what to think of this Chopper guy. Really not sure at all. I'm seeing somebody later and I'll get a second opinion if I can.☂
Thanks Ember. Be just ment a lot to me... No one really cares though... I can't tell my family because then they'll have me seeing a shrink again...
Also, WHY DID YOU KILL MYCROFT!?
☂When did I do that?!☂
☂There are people out there who care about him, you just don't know them :)☂
☂Oh, and btw, it's okay to feel sad that he died even though you don't know him personally, because he was a good person to you and he made you happy (maybe inspired?) while he was alive. And I'm sure he would've been happy to meet you!☂
☂Maybe you could write him like a tiny letter? And then either delete it or keep it or put it somewhere where nobody will find it?☂
When he was walking up the stairs... Into heaven... My phone just changed it to kebab.instead of heaven...
Chopper was Australia's worst criminal. He's not a well liked figure...
☂I think there are people who think otherwise, based on the things I've seen people say about him after searching the internet for almost half an hour :)☂
☂Into kebab... XD☂
I want to visit his grave when I'm older and talk to him like that. I know he'd be listening.. He's a good bloke, even with all the brutal murders...
☂I believe you. And I think that's a really good idea. Put it on your bucket list!☂
☂Also, I'm sorry you threw up :(☂
Those people like him as he is now,i loved him as he was when be was younger. An amazing man, nonetheless. The world will be a darker place without him.
☂I know that there's at least one person out there who agrees with you.☂
☂I don't know if I do or not YET, because I don't know enough, but the ear thing was actually pretty cool :)☂
*Hugs*
Yeah, throwing up isn't the best... I still feel sick... I told mum though. She said I'll be fine... I don't think I will... :/
☂(in response to your earlier question, Mycroft died because there was a problem with the timeline. Original Mycroft is not dead yet and Mithria is trying to keep Future Mycroft alive.)☂
☂Yeah, since you threw up, it's good that you told your mom.☂
☂I know you'll be fine.☂
☂(FUTURE Mithria is trying to keep Future Mycroft alive, and I can't tell you how because that's a spoiler, so...)☂
Hi....ok yes backbut may poof we has a test in bio i guarentee to fail
☂You won't fail as long as you keep your wits about you.☂
☂Think logically. These kinds of things are designed for even the dumbest kid in the class to pass. It's not a real-life problem. There is a logical answer for every question.☂
☂Goodbye, darlings!☂
☂Good luck to both of you.☂
☂Happy thoughts.☂
☂UMBRELLAS.☂
Yeah, Chopper was good.
"Where would I be in life if they nick named me Fluffy?" Copper asks, grinning.
The whole audience laughs and the young girl grins at him. "Excuse me, Chopper." She struggles to find her voice as she stands.
Chopper looks at her and she feels her heart flutter.
"I may only be a child," she says as she approaches her idol. "But you are an amazing man. You did what was right, even with death looming over you. You stood up for those victims. You made the criminals pay." She's right in front of the Australian criminal and she is beyond nervous. "You have been a massive inspiration to me,Mr Read. You would never begin to think..." She walks around the desk where Chopper is sitting to embrace him tightly. "You have impacted my life in such a way that every time I hear a bad word against your name, I rise to defend it. You are my idol, Mark Read."
Omg my iPad if i cant update the apps i need.....they dont gimme the password but i think i can update them
Cool videos! I wish I had the ability to do something like that... *shrugs* That what the internet is for, watching all the wonderful things that other people where gifted with, or attempt to be.
☂☂hugs Deathy☂☂
☂You know, I saw that video of him saying that.☂
☂It was pretty funny :p☂
So i wont be able to take PE when i get my teeth out, hell yeah week of no PE
----On the east end of town, where the grickle-grass grows, and the wind smells slow and sour when it blows, is the street of the Lifted Lorax.
Who was the Lorax, and why was it there? Why was it lifted and taken somewhere? Tonight, an intrepid young monster hunter winds her way back home from the Onceler's house, her mind swimming with stories and secrets. She stumbled across the comment thread, and decides to stop for a bit.----
Hello, everyone!
My oh my, is there nobody here?
Blogland is empty; my foremost fear!
I'm sure I'll find something to help get along.
I know what I'll do! I shall sing a song!
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
Woahahahah. woah ohhhhh woah ohhh oh,
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
*sits on park bench all alone and sad*
No one's home . . . Blogland is empty . . . I might as well be the last person in the world. I should rob a Blogland bank, but I don't have the clout . . .
*Two men creep up behind her, both very attractive, both wearing blazers. One is very tall, with dark hair. One is shorter, with red hair.*
Croup: Shall we fulfill the terms of our contract, Mr. Vandemar? After all, is it not our inescapable to duty?
Vandemar: Yeah.
*they both draw enchanted razor blades*
*struggles violently with Croup and Vandemar*
*pushes them away*
No! Get out of it! I don't have time to be killed right now!
Croup: However, Miss Precocious (and precocious you are, indeed) it is our inescapable duty. We were hired, and payed quite a great deal of money in the doing so, to end your life here, on this park bench. We are, after all, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar, the Old Firm, bones broken, innards rearranged, bespoke violence, and tutilary dentistry.
Vandemar: Preach it, Mr. Croup.
Croup: I will indeed, Mr. Vandemar.
Together: We are here to kill you dead, Miss Precocious.
Well, I won't deny, Mr. Croup, that I've had a healthy share of hit men after me. The last one who tried stole my custom-made Bespoke Ray-Bans . . .
Vandemar: *hiss*
Croup: We choose not to associate with the Sanguine man.
. . . but I never once in a million years imagined that I would be considered so threatening that they would send you two after me. I'm feeling an odd mixture of self-satisfaction and mortal terror.
Croup: My friend, I notice you are simply standing there. I'm afraid you do not have time to contemplate tactical particularities. I would urge you run.
Vandemar: Run, bitch.
*runs off, pursued by Croup and Vandemar.
(As I have now run off into the sunset, pursued by a pair of deadly assassins, I will take my leave for a bit until Blogland is populated again. You know, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar are very fascinating individuals. I mentioned them in a poem I wrote, once. A poem that had nothing to do with them. Ah, well. These things happen. And so, with a flick of the wrist and just a flash I'll land a prince with a ton of cash and DISAPPARATE!)
WHEEEEEEEEEE!!
*falls into Blogland*
*pops in from nowhere*
*Pokes Missy*
*poofs*
*whirls around*
*sees nothing*
*narrows eyes*
*shadow walks up tree with new art sketch book thingy*
*sits in the tree and starts to draw*
Oh, hello there! I just checked back in and it seems there are some people in Blogland, now. Hello!
Hello Annika! *waves*
I don't believe we have met before!
I'm Miss Cain, but you can call me Miss, Cain, Missy, Zaiya, or Paris. Which ever one you feel like, or even come up with a new name.
*shadow walks down to shake hands with Annika*
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. 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.
Hey everyone! Wbd, homework... might be really here in about half an hour...
Hello, Mithria!
So, while I was gone, I wrote a Thing. Would anybody like to hear it? Warning, there are spoilers for LSoDM.
Hey Mith! *waves*
*frowns*
I may change my picture... because idk.
I actually really like this picture...
I'LL READ IT!!
But if it has a spoiler in it... Maybe you could email it to me...?
*falls in because of a break inbetween exams*
Woo
Hey Adra!! *waves*
The only spoilers it has have to do with what happens to Erskine Ravel and Roarhaven in LSoDM.
☂Hey, Mith! If you're still here... I'm listening to a song right now called Welcome Home, so, uh, welcome home <3☂
☂Hey, Adra! Good luck for the next exams!☂
@Annika:
You should probably email it to me...
My email is misscain14@yahoo.com.au
☂I've just had this strange moment about ten minutes where I did something I used to do a lot when I was younger and then finally felt like I've returned home... I don't know what I mean, because I've never felt at home anywhere, but I just.... I feel at home now... does that make sense?☂
Greetings, Doctor!
Eh, okay, I'll email it.
No, Annika- Don't POST IT HERE
Consider it e-mailed, Miss Cain. Let me know if you want me to e-mail it to anyone else, you lot! The story is short, but it's rather pivotal to my character.
ANNIKA
GO TO THE SPOILER POST OR SOMETHING
BUT NOT HERE
(i'm not here :P)
Whoaaaaaa Adra, I said I was e-mailing it.
☂OH YEAH☂
☂THERE IS A SPOILER POST☂
☂☂facepalm☂☂
Oh
wait
nevermind
IGNORE ME
I'M JUST A HALLUCINATION!
I'd also delete those things about Ravel... Those still count as spoilers, although they don't say what happens, they say who it happens to
And people get really upset about that- part of Blogland is that tons of people have yet to read several books, and it's hard to stay away from them, and if someone puts it here...
Yeah
Just saying, I'd delete those, it hurts people's feelings.
☂It's like when you say something in a graveyard that's controversial and suddenly all the corpses pop from the ground and disagree☂
Okay- just making it clear..
If I was sitting on a chair, I would fall out of it in a fit of laughter, I assure you.
Okay, now I'm here, I guess... So HEY EVERYONE again! :)
Wait, Mycroft, so it's like zombies who are only zombie when they're mad?
Actually, that sounds like an excellent idea for a story.
What if there was a graveyard full of only lawyers, accountants, IT guys, and insurance salesmen, and when they became zombies they don't go "BRAAAAAAAINS." they go "PAPERWORRRRRRRK."
☂XD PAPERWOOOORK☂
☂Stop calling me Mycroft when I'm not being Mycroft! :p☂
☂WELCOME HOME MITHRIA☂
☂☂hugs Mith☂☂
☂WHERE WERE YOU YESTERDAY☂
HEY AGAIN MITH!!
Ooooooh!! I liked the story, Annika!! :3
*hugs everyone*
Ember, I was a little stressed yesterday... sorry! I really wanted to come but I simply had no time...
*bows*
Thank you, Miss Cain. I intend to take my character in a . . . different . . . direction now.
☂It's okay, dear!☂
☂☂hugs☂☂
Well, I'm here now... but I'm afraid I won't be able to come tomorrow... I might come but that's not sure...
☂That's fine! You take all the time you need to do what you need to do.☂
☂Shall we begin, my friend?☂
*hugs Ember* Hey, I really was looking forward to coming on today! School was so boring and I'm so glad to be home now...
(That means YES OF COURSE!! :D)
Ahh, here I am, ready to have a nice, long, philosophical conversation with the lovely peoples of Blogland . . .
*creepy van pulls up*
Platypus: Psst. Hey, Doc. Wanna sign the inside of my van?
Surrrrre!
*gets in*
*van drives off*
Oh no! Not again! CURSE YOU PERRY THE PLATYPUS!
(Goodbye, everyone! I have things to do.)
☂Well, I think Anni is still here...☂
☂And we have two things we need to do: work on the original timeline and work on the future timeline.☂
☂Welp.☂
☂Thank you, Anni, that was great timing XD☂
☂Adra? Are you here?☂
*hugs*
Bye Annika!!
(Soooo, what are we going to do?)
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