I should have announced this yesterday, to be honest, but I was in Swindon, in England, doing writerly things like chatting to 600 people, signing all their books, and then travelling on to the WH Smith head office and signing 500 copies of LSODM, so you'll forgive me if I was a tad... distracted.
But, without further ado, to those who have not yet heard, the title of the short story collection out next summer is...
Armageddon-Outta-Here.
Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!
I swear to god, I never thought Harper Collins would agree to this. My first instinct was to call it Tales of the Dead Men, but that wouldn't have been accurate because there'd probably only be one or two stories featuring the Dead Men — not enough to warrant a title.
Harper came back with The World of Skulduggery Pleasant, which is, let's face it, a title far too boring to exist.
I suggested Armageddon-Outta-Here as a joke, expecting everyone to dismiss it. But the more I thought about it, the more I said it in my head, the more I loved it. And suddenly I became determined to be the writer who has a book with THAT title.
Amusingly, Harper Collins agreed. And I couldn't be happier.
And if that wasn't awesome enough, we should actually have a cover reveal early next month for you to gawp at. Could I BE any nicer to you?
No. The answer is no.
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Ah.
I'm seeing that at the movies with Miles on Sunday! :)
g2g2g2g2g2g2gggggg
byeee
*it
sorry got to go
*huggles*
p.s i looked behind the cactus, and saw time.
bye snow
bye fabi
hi and bye sparky
bye snow
Bye [waves to people who are leaving/left]
[Has a funny feeling I will start writing poetry soon]
[Or possibly go to sleep, hard to say]
You tired, Fab?
Oh, gotta go....
Sorry. :/
Yes. I may or may not have had four hours at the dance studio today, so... Yeah, I'm tired.
Oh. Bye... [waves]
#ChaseForBook9
What type of dance?
Ballet and Contemporary today.
#ChaseForBook9
There is an entertaining Doctor Who game on the Google home page.
It's not a very good game nor very hard game but it is an entertaining game and entertainment is good.
Also, it's Doctor Who themed, which is the only thing making it entertaining.
Just to let you know...
Hi Duck!
Um, I might be asleep. Just a warning!
#ChaseForBook9
Hey?
Waking up to the loudest refrain of Adam Lambert I have ever experienced
The SNK soundtrack *_*
Hey people.
DEREKS REVEALING SOMETHIG AT 4!! N
Hai zaf, what is it? Did he say?
New post
Yay. Is it 4 in your time you mean? Cause its 4 over in Scotland right now.
((Hullo))
(Hullo.)
*growls at Precocious*
No need for sarcasm.
((Ok Zafira))
Commenting here so it'll remember this post later.
Ignore me.
#ChaseForBook9
*she takes a quick swig of water, then downs another half bottle of wine*
*shakes her head* Gods...
*she lays down in the center, and waits*
I can be as sarcasasstic as I wants to be!
*slides down the tree trunk*
*laughs*
I am inebebebriated and dying. I can be as sarcasasstic as I like!
((*pokes Fabi* Never!))
You're dying...? How long do you have*?
(I Tweeted Derek xD usualy always do when we finish a post he'll eventually write one...hopefully)
*watches Mevolent but realizes he's hidden himself*
Ten days! Ten days! La la la!
*laughs*
Ten days till the thirteenth hour strikes and I'm dead-er than a door-nail!
*slides down the tree next to her* shame Mevolent is coming to kill us all and take Blogland then ain't it? *stares at her hands*
Shame, shame, it's all a shame. Everything's the same old same: Shame shame shame.
*takes a deep breath*
I feel a bit light-headed.
((Doc bby))
*moves precocious's head so she's resting on her shoulder*
Don't worry, I'm here with you.
((All HP films back to back on BBC 3))
*thinks about Oscar*
Awh, that's sweet. Thaaaaanks.
*thinks about Trish*
*stops leaning on Chione*
But I'm good. I don't need to lean on anything.
*slumps to the side*
*pushes herself up again*
Harrumph.
(I don't know what that means, Adra, I'm sorry. I'm not a *cough* "Text Speak" person.)
((MY BABY DOCTOR POOR BABY))
*gasps softly and covers ears with hands, as if she's heard something unpleasant and she's hoping she can block it out* *she's too late* *her eyes widen, her breaths and pulse quicken, and beads of sweat start to form on her forehead* No... *she whispers under her breath* No... *as if it will save her* No! Don't say that name! *she shrieks, her voice panicked, her hands pressing down harder over her ears* It's my body now, you can't have it! *she gasps again, a spasm runs through her body, and she screams in absolute terror and agony* *she sinks to her knees, struggling to breathe as if she's drowning, and lets out another ear-splitting scream* *when it finally ends, she lays in a shaking heap on the ground, digging her fingers into the grass while tears streak down her face and spasms continue to run through her body* *she gasps for air one last time, then freezes, and slowly begins to shift, her hair growing shorter, the leather jacket growing into a more familiar shape*
#ChaseForBook9
(*gives Adra a mildly annoyed look*)
((:Dddd. I love you ANNIKA))
*she stares up at she sky* *recites some Dante*
I think it's a film a week till Christmas, the 1st is just finishing.
((What's going on in the rp?))
(Awh. It's rather nice to have people like me for once.)
*shifts the rest of the way back into self, and continues to lay shaking on the ground for a few moments* *slowly rolls and begins to push self up, still shaking madly and barely able to breathe*
#ChaseForBook9
(Nothing is really going on except for the drama over at Samantha Bliss.)
((Noooo Idea Meera
Ofc Anni I love ya hun *hugs*
Aretha... Shall I go and you catch up...? Or would you rather I wait?
Again- no rush, I'm indifferent))
((Zaf's going to have a cow))
((Now you all know Samantha's secret. She tried so, so hard to hide it. I almost pity her. But she's a heathen. Maralie, Mevolent is in Blogland, and as soon as I recover I've been ordered to kill anyone who stands in his way.))
#ChaseForBook9
(I might potentially disappear suddenly. I'm not certain.)
((Yes, I don't think Zafira (who was acting as Mevolent) had any idea that this would happen. This should be interesting.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Okay Annika! *hug*))
*stands up on shaky legs*
I . . . I can't be drunk . . .
*falls over*
Yes I caaaaaan!
((Wait goddamn do I go or not?
Meh... Meh... Okay I'll go))
*she carefully drifts off into a seemingly peaceful sleep, as her soul is pulled from her body and sent through the dimensions*
*she lands in her own Hell*
((Aretha would like to apologize through me, for something about needing to leave. I really couldn't care less, but I'll be back shortly to kill you all.))
#ChaseForBook9
[Rises from the ground with a dramatic clap of thunder]
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((Much obliged))
*in a world far away*
*yet closer than you can imagine*
*Khasiis sits*
*a little girl, the spitting image of a six-year-old Precocious*
*and holding a red balloon*
*her eyes are closed*
*and in her mind she sees the drunken form of Precocious*
Khasiis: *whispers*
Ten days.
Ten days.
Ten days left.
You can't hide from me. I'm your true name after all.
You can't hide from yourself. I am you.
Ten days.
Ten days.
Ten days.
((JESUS what is happening))
*she runs for the wall, an attractive young man floating next to her* *she ignores him*
((Eh...hello Niccolo))
((No annika don't leave!))
((Aevil is Fabi right?))
Khasiis: *walks along the edge of the world*
*humming 'Nice Girl like Me'*
Poor girl.
Nice girl.
Tragedy, tragedy.
You'll have a bloody hangover in the morning.
Let me make it a little worse for you.
Khasiis: *closes her eyes*
*stands up and shakes precocious*
(Hi Nic I choked on pizza when you said to kill us all)
((Maybe? Idk))
*she runs, the young man right beside her*
*she stops* Leave me
But mother-
GO!*she reaches the wall, quickly re routing a door so it can take her to her desired destination
((Aevil is a character played by Fabi. She actually hasn't met Fabi in RP-world, just to be clear.))
#ChaseForBook9
(HOLY FUCK HE IS SAMANTHA?! Holy shit fuck *chokes on pizza irl*)
[Pulls out a pottery wheel and some clay]
Where is Mevolent! I have a score to settle with that impertinent loser!
#ChaseForBook9
*she dashes through the door, recognising the air* *she begins to call out*
((Ah.
I might just leave then.
Guess I'm as unwanted as the Wanted, haha.
Bye x))
((Mara? Unwanted? Why would you say that?))
((No mara!!!!))
(Sorry I vanished! I'm back now.)
((Maraaaaa! D: [Tacklehugs her to the ground so she can't leave]))
#ChaseForBook9
*shakes precocious harder*
Doc wake up... *slaps her across the face gently*
((*tackles Fabi and Meera both*
Hello again Anni))
*stands up*
No need to keep shaking me, Chione!
*starts to laugh*
*images flash into her mind*
Ah!
*falls back onto the ground*
*clutching her head*
Ah-AH!
Khasiis: Let me see . . . what are the most painful things I can dredge up from this daft old brain of yours . . .
No? No Mevolent?
Well that's just... That's just stupid.
[Scowls at everyone]
[Smoke comes from her ears]
#ChaseForBook9
DOC! *kneels at her side, eyes filled with concern*
((OSMOSIS
whoa... That's creepy, Aevil 0.0))
*Oscar Neurotic, talking, laughing, not a care in the world for once*
*clutches head*
S-stop!
*Oliver and Elincia Carrow, dying in each other's arms, Precocious standing over their broken bodies*
Stop!
*Dressed in black at a badly attended funeral, standing over the casket in which Doctor Tarot lays, the bullethole still bloody in his head*
Stop! Stop!
*tugs her hair*
Stop!
*Oscar and Trish wrapped around each other last Friday, her in her tight leather and him running his hand down her back*
STOP!
*violently claws the ground*
((Osmosis no Anni no))
*Hershel Coin turning away and running as bombs fall down around them*
*the feeling of being nailed to a wall, blood pooling on the ground, spinal cord severed and unable to feel anything below her waist*
*Hassle Precocious looked at her with the utmost loathing*
S-S-S-STOP!
Khasiis: *sing-song voice*
Ten days
Ten days
Ten days till death!
*opens eyes*
*head throbbing with agony*
*and curled up on the ground*
*looking
*watches in horror as Doc screams, unable to do anything*
((My gracious, Annika. This is horrifying. *holds Doctor*))
*holds her head*
*and shaking it wildly*
Stop . . .
Stop . . .
Make it all stop, make it all end . . .
I want to die . . .
Khasiis: Ten days. Ten days. Ten days left.
What other memories to we have in here . . .
Please.
Please, no.
Khasiis: Hmm . . .
*a thought comes into her head and she instantly dismisses it and shakes it away*
*whispers* I won't kill her
*the boy appears beside Adra*
*she glares at him* Go away
Mummy dear...
Stop, Adrian.
Please.
I'm out of my own Hell now, you're free to go.
*he grabs her arms* But you're still in Hell. This is where torture happens. Let me ask- when I died, did you feel anything at all? Even the slightest remorse? Because if I remember, you ran away. Like a frightened child.
((Fabi, is Aevil still here?)$
((Hugs Adra))
((Aevil likes creepy. She actually has an army of little air-critters that float around her and do all the special effects.))
((Or so she says. She might be lying.))
#ChaseForBook9
"Your parents . . . have perished in a terrible fire."
". . . but . . . but . . ."
"Perished means died."
"SHUT UP! No more whining! No more crying! I am your big brother now, and you do as I say, monster girl!"
"You . . . you killed the Carrows! You killed them! YOU KILLED THEM!"
STOP!
*sobbing now*
STOP!
"What happened to you, my darling niece . . ."
"Aw, do your legs hurt? Awwww, so sad, so tragic. Don't worry. You won't be needing to use them for a while."
"Well, we may have had an . . . an encounter, last Friday . . ."
STOP!
"I will NEVER forgive you for what you've done today. Never."
Khasiis: Dum dee dum da dum, this is actually kind of fun.
Still . . .
Maybe enough's enough . . .
((Yeah, she's here, just bored.))
((She gets bored easily.))
#ChaseForBook9
Mevolent: *watches from the trees, hidden*
((ANNIKA please you are killing me
Yes indeed, Fabi... I can understand why. I would love to be there... But- I'm not. Otherwise I would be?))
*just faces now*
*just faces*
*stricken, anguished, bloody, tormented faces*
*Oscar*
*Tarot*
*Hassle*
*Oliver*
*Elincia*
*Hershel*
*Algernon*
*Mother*
*Father*
*Adra*
*Sir*
*and Oscar again*
Khasiis: Ten days, ten days, ten days till death.
I'll leave you here to recover, I think.
. . . heh.
Heh heh heh!
You're going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.
*and the voice fades*
*and the faces fade*
*leaving Precocious lying on the ground in the forest*
*her head pounding*
*tears and blood running down her face*
Hello :)
((@Zafira "I always feel like somebody's watching meeee"))
((Hello Melica, we haven't met, I'm Chione Asahina, nice to meet you,))
(Hullo, Melicia. We haven't met either. I am Annika Barnosky when I'm i parentheses, but when I am role-playing, I am Doctor Precocious, monster hunter, drunk, and coward. Pleased to make your acquaintance.)
*picks doc up and hugs her tightly, tears in her own eyes*
(Melica! *cuddles her* Hello!
Chio- sometimes I feel like SOMebodyms WATCHING ME))
Well this is just silly.
[She puts a blob of clay on her pottery wheel and quickly makes a cat]
Cat: [Jumps down from the wheel and looks quizzically at Aevil]
Aevil: Run along now, and if you see an annoyingly evil man named Mevolent, either let me know or stay out of his way. Your choice.
Cat: [Mewls]
Aevil: Greedy little thing. [Rummages around in her pockets and pulls out a very smelly dead fish] [Tosses it away]
Cat: [Pounces on the fish, tears it to shreds and bounds off with it in mouth]
#ChaseForBook9
((I am proud to be included in that list))
Hey! Nice to meet you :)
*looks shocked and surprised to be hugged*
*but cautiously hugs her back*
((That's weird Adra.))
(Yes. Out of all the folks she's met in Blogland, Precocious has connected most with Adra and Sir, as, frankly, have I.)
(With Niccolò I always feel that way)
*takes Ravel's hand*
Ravel: Niccolò is insane...
Alexis: I agree but we can't let him kill us
I...he'll want us all dead. If Mevolent cotrols him he won't care who is who he'll kill you if you are considered a heathen, basically unless you worship the Faceless Ones you may as well go find your casket
Ravel: No we are not dying by the hand of a lunatic
Alexis: Maybe if I try getting in his head comfusing a name and get one out...John or someone sane maybe if Alastair oame he'd kill Mevolent just to see if it was possible
Hey adra! *cuddles back* how are you?:)
*pulls away slightly and looks at her in pity.*
* cleans the blood off her face*
*she and Adrian are at a stand-off, he gripping her arms tightly, and she doing her best to not fall into the abyss of insanity*
Adrian... Let... Me go. Now.
*he begins to crush her arms* No promises, Mum.
*she gasps, then kicks him away, backing up*
*he smiles terribly*
That wasn't kind, mummy. You should know more than most to never hurt your children.
You aren't my child!
Want to bet? *he lunges at her and she moves quickly*
Oh and happy St.Andrew's day everyone!
((I'm back now.)) *slowly, painfully, pushes self off the ground, still shaking* *takes a step and falls over again* *attempts to curse, but doesn't have the breath for it*
#ChaseForBook9
(It's a song, Chi ::
Yay! *hugs Anni and the Doctor* I am happy
I'm alright, you? *hands Melica a skulcake*))
*gently pushed Chione away*
I . . . I don't need to be babied. I'm fine. Really. It's only a bit of blood. It's not . . . it's not as if I'm OCD.
*walks over to Niccolò* hey easy there I can heal you
((Melica, you're Scottish too?))
*Eats skulcake* I'm not too bad :)
Yes indeed I am :)
Doc...you sure...*doesn't take her eyes off her*
*she looks at her hand, the the knife she- upon impulse- stabbed through her son's rib cage*
No.. No!
*she feels back, horrified with herself, and disgusted*
My baby *she covers her mouth, beginning to cry*
*Just as all those years previous, she runs away, searching*
((Then yes, Happy St. Andrews day.)
((Of course it isn't too bad! It's a skulcake!))
*takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
I'm sure.
[Appears to steam]
[Works on making a clay army]
[Because she's bored]
[And cause she could probably use the reinforcements]
#ChaseForBook9
(What is St. Andrew's Day?)
((I know it's a song Adra xD I sung it first :3))
*without looking up, tosses a knife at Zafira's neck* *growls under his breath, gasping for air between each word* I don't... Need help... From heathens.
#ChaseForBook9
((St.Andrew is Scotland's patron saint so we celebrate on the 30th of November every year.))
*she looks around wildly, running- continuing to run, and running until her lungs feel like they're about I burst, and then goes some more, her backpack feeling heavier at every step*
St.Andrew is Scotland's patron saint so we have St. Andrew's day :)
Circles, we’re going in circles
Dizzy’s all it makes us
We know where it takes us
We've been before
Closer, maybe looking closer
There's more to discover
Find out what went wrong without blaming each other...
Chione are you from Scotland as well?:)
*stands up*
*wipes sweat, blood, and tears off her face*
I . . . I should go.
I have things to do.
And I only have ten days.
((Then Happy Saint Andrew's Day!! *hugs both*
Hi again Meera *hugs her*))
((Ridiculous OSMOSIS FLUFF YOU MEAN))
*moves out of the way of his knife* Would the Dark Gods be pleased if you killed a believer? I suggest not killing me
((Hello everyone, happy St. Andrew's day to all those who celebrate it, and Adra- if you'd like me to appear at any point, you need only tell me, and I shall be there.))
#ChaseForBook9
*she stumbles, hitting the ground* *she keeps running, far, far away from her son*
Twice.
Twice she has killed him.
((Yep, what part you from? I'm from Paisley))
-for everyone who doesn't know where Paisley is just know it's David Tennant's house town-
(((hugs Marararararararara)))
#ChaseForBook9
((Whenever you are ready, go on ahead))
Home* god damit!
(THEN PAISLEY IS A HOLY CITY AND ALL WHOVIANS SHOULD DO PILGRIMAGE TO IT EVERY YEAR.)
((YOU ARE JOKING
NO
not fair, Chio :3))
((I am warning- I have to leave in about 40 minutes or so))
*pulls out her car keys*
*points them at her creepy black van parked a ways away*
*clicks the fob*
Van: beep beep
*smiles faintly*
I love that noise.
Do you know where west Dumbartonshire is?:)
Alright Doc, good luck.. *watches her go*
*she pushes herself, going to a sprint again, travelling as fast as her legs can take her*
((Nope...sorry xD did you hear what happened in Glasgow last night...?))
((I did! It's terrible))
((You're kidding :3))
*climbs into driver's seat*
*sits there for a moment*
*staring through the windshield.
. . .
. . .
. . . Ten days.
Either I take Khasiis into myself and we become the same. I reunite with my true name again, and become the most powerful sorcerer to walk the dimensions.
Or I die in ten days.
. . .
. . .
. . . It's no choice at all.
*turns the key in the ignition*
If you had ten days to live . . . what would you do . . ?
*the van pulls out onto the street*
*and she drives off into the sunset*
Haha Adra dedicate you got the first technically
((Lol Adra, annika, I'm not kidding :3))
Well it's like 5 mins outside of Glasgow XD yeah I heard about that my friends big cousin is in the hospital because of it :( I think there ok though :)
*she rubs at her rather sore forearms, knowing bruises will form*
*she's wheezing, and her lungs are constricting*
((No, whoever deleted their comment got first
I didn't.))
(What happened in Glascow?
(I must now take my leave, I'm afraid.)
*tosses another knife at Zafira's chest* You stand... Against... Oh God I'm sorry... *closes eyes, barely conscious*
#ChaseForBook9
((Damn, I'm losing time. Apologies if I suddenly go. If I do, it shall be around 3:40 when I get back. ET.))
*she skids to a halt, gasping for breath, her lungs burning from the inside out* No..
A helicopter dropped like a stone out of the sky over a bar in Glasgow and like 8 people died and people are in hospital right now
((Goodbye, Annika.
Adra, I shall appear whenever you'd like me to.))
#ChaseForBook9
((I'm...gone...))
((Bye...))
#ChaseForBook9
((HELLO.
Today
I have done
NOTHING.
:P))
#ChaseForBookNine
Stuff like this doesn't normally happen to Scotland though :)
((Now is good.... But it will be brief until later, but if you want to, I'm down with that)
*puts hand in front of chest so the knife hits my hand* Calm down Niccolò I can help you I'm no heathen.
Mevolent: she lies she is a heathen to the Dark Gods not a true believer. Do what you will to her, Szoren (Nic I may gve control to a Sense-Warden named Aro, just so you know who Aro is
((Fabi! *hugs* I'm sorry.
EZTER))
DOn't y ou hate it, though, how
Less than ten people die in one country
and it's all over the news
whereas in other countries people die, like, every day
and it's barely reported
AND I HAVE A LOLLIPOP.
#ChaseForBooknine
((That is perfectly alright- if you do leave, we'll likely not be able to finish until nightfall. I apologize for the inconvenience.))
#ChaseForBook9
*she hits the ground like a stone, struggling to take a breath, her head pounding*
A holicopter crashed into a pub round the cornor from glasgow green...3 people died so far, 32 in hospital, sky sports said 6 died but it was unconfirmed. More than 100 people were in the pub.
((Quite alright!))
((Eh, that is true Star..))
@Adra: *laughs*
#ChaseForBookNine
(Holy crap :/ )
@Adra: :/ Unfortunately, it is.
Meh.
I'm still available to rp, except I'll leave to get tea (that means dinner) at some point . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
Am I the only one who knew Niccolò was Samantha? *frowns*
#ChaseForBookNine
Well, not the only one. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
8?! Really?! My god...
((Ezter))
((Actually, my flight may leave around 10-15 minutes after I thought... So I have a little more time))
((Star, I sent you the link. It's a Google Doc, but I can send it in, like, any other format if that doesn't work.))
((If anyone else wants to read it/help with what needs editing, I can share it with you, too, but it is eight or nine pages long and I'm not happy with it yet. Final version will be on Nameless when it's done.))
#ChaseForBook9
((No, Star :3))
*Adra remembers where she is and does her best to be more quiet*
A child dies every three seconds. *shrugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
*in Hell* *voice is cold and distant, eyes stare straight ahead without seeing* Adra? Is it your time already?
*in Blogland* *struggles to control breathing, and manages to slow it, but only barely* Hey, Zafira... Come a little closer...
#ChaseForBook9
(I didnt Connect the two, at all like I never thought he'd willingly be a woman)
*she yelps, falling back* No.... I'm here... To sneak... You out...
@Adra: Yeah, but yeah. :)
Although
the fact that lots of people die
doesn't make someone dying better
:(
Dammit, I'm on the verge of getting upset now.
I DIDN'T GET EMOTIONAL TODAY! *hi-fives everyone*
@Lantern: Okay. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((My condolences to the people of Glasgow green.))
#ChaseForBook9
I swear I will be a ghost and haunt you if you kill me Niccolò. *moves slightly closer to very weary of his hands* Seriously I like living don't kill me. *has shadows around chest and neck protecting the vital areas*
((Well, I do not know that the term "willing" is applicable, however... *sighs* It is, as they say, a long story.))
*in Hell* That's funny. They don't usually talk back.
#ChaseForBook9
((No Star! Don't be upset.
True, many people die, but if camera crews went out to the places where people were dying, they would die))
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