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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«Oldest ‹Older 4801 – 4956 of 4956whispers* No. No. No.
*starts screaming* NO! MY CHILD ISN'T DYING! NO!
Ravel: *silent for a long while thinking*
Javier: That bastard did what to Zaf?
Ravel: he was on the ground she went to help him he called her a heathen she stayed by him and he told her move closer so she did and he stood the next thing we know she's on the ground out cold her pulse extremely faint. I pulled a knife from her leg he used against her...but he has her now she's in Mevolent's hands no doubt, Javier.
*in the Palace dungeons*
*opens eyes slowly* h-
Guard: its been three hours...he did say she'd wake in 3hrs
What the hell...I can't move...
*he looks down sadly*
I apologize, Maralie. If there is anything I can do...
Good morning, afternoon, or evening, Blogland.
(*slips in silently* I don't want to ruin any roleplay but just thought I would say hi.)
*curls up into a ball* *sobs* no... not again...
((Hiii Sir and Em *hugs*
You won't ruin it, Em. You can join in if you want *hugs*))
Mara...you need to call Harry... *sits down*
*in the Palace*
Guard: So you woke *kicks*
*grits teeth* What did he do?
Guard: took you here well gave you to us hopefully he comes back for you.
Like he will. Just let me go
Guard: nah *leaves*
*stays on ground*
Meritorious: so you were captured too?
*eyes widen* Yes. I was.
Good evening Sir, Emerald.
*Eritan places a hand on Maralie's shoulder* My dear, if you wish, my fellow Alchemists and I can try to find a way to save your child?
((Meritorious?!))
Alexis: Lorcan where are you?
Greetings, Ms. Emerald, Charm, Kerias, and Dark.
Oh my god, Harry...
*starts to hyperventilate* Oh my God
(I went off KOTW he's alive in the other dimension...yeah Zaffy is gonna be freaking out she looked up to him)
*looks up at Eritan, tears running down her face*
Can you... do that? *wipes eyes*
Mara call Harry, you need to call him first...he needs to know...
OH MY GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
MARA! ADRA! WHY YOU DO THIS TO ME??????????????????????? YOU'RE KILLING ME! D:
*is here again now*
#ChaseForBookNine
*he smiles gently* Of course, Maralie. We believe that there is nothing beyond reach. We will find a way to cure your child, I know. But only under one condition will we do it- that you are calm, and have faith and hope.
*Adra finishes her cigarette, pouring some water on it, and tucking it away* *she re-adjusts herself, closing her eyes for a moment*
((Hey Sir, are you feeling any better?))
Greetings, Ms. Inkbright.
((Gtg guys, goodnight))
Chione.. I can't... *covers face with hands*
I'll try, Eritan... Please help my child..
((Nanite Chione *hugs*
Star - mwahahaha))
Good night, Ms. Asahina. Sleep well.
And Ms. Dark, while I am still experiencing discomfort, it is not nearly as acute as it was before. Thank you for inquiring.
Goodnight, Chione.
*he nods, his eyes seemingly showing remorse* Of course, Maralie. Until we can find a cure, I would suggest staying safe. Is there anywhere here that you know can not be breached?
((Well that's good to hear. I hope it continues to improve for you *cuddles*))
Thank you, Ms. Dark.
Safe... I don't know. My house...
((Of course *curtsies deeply* *ends up sitting*))
Does your house have protective sigils or symbols? Wards? Anything that could keep away intruders?
Er... Quite. Now, please, ignore me, for I hardly wish to disturb your roleplay.
((Okay, I think I'm going to go for now. See you.))
#ChaseForBook9
(I'm lurking thats it
((Okay, Fabi! *hugs* I shall try to finish the story by tonight, but I unfortunately proctastinated this whole time for doing my paper, so...
And actually- Adra is in hell, and Niccolo isn't here.
So
She it's in the game. ))
((*hugs Fabibibibibubbles tight* :(
You're not disturbing it, Sir *hugs*))
Not really... No.
*isn't
Well that could be a slight problem. If you wish, I could take you there, and put wards up around your house?
Please, Eritan...
*he pauses* Are you able to walk, or...?
*tries to stand up* *stumbles* I think so.
*he carefully takes a hold of her arm, helping her walk* *he laughs at the irony*
You might have to help guide me guide you through your house- I'm blind, you see...
*eyes widen* oh my gosh. Of course. I.. I could try and teleport..
(Hullo? Is anyone on?
I will be distant, I'm afraid, and may possibly end up disappearing entirely.)
Ravel: Mara do you want me to help as well?
No you will not be. The magic could harm your child further. Let us walk instead.
Besides, I do splendidly on ground. I listen to the vibrations and energy of the earth below me, and she tells me where everything is. However, on wood, or plywood, I'm a bit of a lost cause.
Greetings, Ms. Barnosky. And fear not, it is entirely understandable.
(Ah, hullo Sir! I feel like we haven't spoken in a while. How have you been?)
Hello, Annika.
Well, Ms. Barnosky, we have not, as I was incapacitated for a time. Still, I am recovering. Thank you for asking.
((Hmm. Is Maralie still here?))
(That's good to hear! I'm sorry I couldn't/didn't help.)
((Sorry I poofed D:))
*glances at Ravel* If you like...
Ah, alright then. *subconsciously covers her stomach with her arm*
*laughs weakly* That's quite poetic, Eritan.
((Hiii Anni *hugs*))
(Hullo, Maralie!)
I personally wouldn't say poetic. Practical, perhaps. No, that is just the way I am.
It is fine, Ms. Charm.
Ms. Barnosky, I quite doubt that you are anywhere near, and could help.
(True, Sir, true.)
Still, Ms. Barnosky, I appreciate the sentiment.
You're very... intriguing. *smiles*
Well, this is our 1DHouse... *swallows nervously*
((Hey Anni.
"Seen with a man in a top hat"
:D))
*he frowns, obviously not looking at her*
Is there something wrong?
(Well, whatever you may think I am, I consider you a friend, and therefore, I am bound to help you whenever I can.)
(*gives Adra a scathing look*)
*stumbles in wearing a long leather jacket, holding a bleeding chest wound, hair is messed up, has cuts bruises all over face, collapses on the floor*
(Herrow!)
#ChaseForBook9
((*coughs to cover her laugh*))
*Eritan stops* Oh dear... More wounds? Gracious, you people have no boundaries.
Er... What, Ms. Dark?
And thank you kindly, Ms. Barnosky.
(Herrow, Trip!)
((Awwwwww poor baby *pinches Trip's cheek*
Hi there yo*waves*))
((Don't worry about it Adra.))
((hugs Mara))
[Not here, sorry! D:]
#ChaseForBook9
(Anytime, Sir!
*smiles cheerily*
*looks around for a hearty snack*)
((NOTHING AT ALL SIR :D))
A moment please, Maralie. It appears the young lad is injured. *he bows to her before walking to Trip*
Actually, who is this one?
*mumbles* Mongolia... Hypsin...
#ChaseForBook9
*he blinks* Are you alright?
((AWH hell... I'm missing this... *headdesk*))
Kindred, Salacious,cultists from the forest... Xephos...
#ChaseForBook9
... I quite doubt that it was that, Ms. Dark.
Greetings, Mr. Castalan.
Swords, prison, FIRE!
#ChaseForBook9
Trip..? Are you alright?
Deathhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh everywhere...
#ChaseForBook9
(*finds a platter of crackers and cheese*
*quietly begins to munch*
*not really sure what else to do*)
*Lorcan hobbles back towards the treehouse when he spots Alexis. He starts to quicken when his crutch slipped on the grass and he tumbled*
Lorcan: Shit... *he winces as he looks down to see the stitches around his right knee popped and is bleeding heavily* Well fuck you.
*He grabs his crutch anyway and continues to head towards the treehouse.*
*a pool of blood is forming around where Trip collapsed*
#ChaseForBook9
*He gently touches the lad's forehead*
I need to heal him...
*Eritan places his hands over his wound, and Trip should feel a warm buzzing as Eritan heals up his wound*
(Herrow Em! How's you?)
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi Mels!
No
Trip
No you fucking didn't
AND I'm not there THIS IS HURTING MY HEART OH MY GOD))
Mara: *hears a yell from behind her* "MARALIE!"
Oh my god, Harry... *goes pale*
*is still light headed and unaware of surroundings, is in some sort of hallucination from the blood loss, thinks he's in the fire because of the buzzing*
AAAAArgh! Ah! No! I need to he- he- hel grah! *leaps at Eritan*
#ChaseForBook9
*Eritan pauses*
Maralie, I would suggest walking over here while I heal the boy.
Alexis: *goes to Lorcan* hey there *looks exhausted*
*Eritan carefully plucks Trip from the air, and sets him down* You need to rest, boy.
Your voice... I recognize it.
I do believe Adrasdos would have my head if you were severely injured under my watch.
(*watches quietly*)
Adra? Where is she?
She was right... tell her... she was right. *falls unconscious*
#ChaseForBook9
*he sighs*
Grief. *he hoists Trip over his shoulder, and walks back to Maralie* I hope you wouldn't mind if I keep him inside your home as well. He appears to be ill.
((I'm going to kill you))
I have my own home thank you.
#ChaseForBook9
((Come at me bro.))
#ChaseForBook9
(Tadra fight! Go go go!)
Apparently he's awake.
Alas, I'd rather he stay here as well... We don't need him to go after particular people..
((*tries to hit him* *she misses and goes sprawling*))
Er, I would really rather there be no fight.
(Hi dudes!!! I was meant to post that like an hour and a half ago but I got swallowed up by Singin' In The Rain so... yeah lol)
(Oh yeah Trip, scratch the Chemerald thing from before and we'll just start that again though I know you're incapacitated at the moment. At least you know what's happening :))
*Em wakes up in the basement of the house. She can't remember a lot but she feels so tired and sore. It hurt to take huge breaths or even to try and sit up. The door opens and Chase walks down, whistling to himself. He smiles that eerie smile as he kneels in front of her.*
Chase: I hope you've had time to think about what we talked about last time sweetheart.
Emerald: Talk?! TALK?! You threw me around like a rag doll, and you're only doing it because you know I can't fight back!! You're a coward Horowitz.
*She is thrown back onto the floor as the back of Chase's hand connects strongly with her face.*
Chase: Looks like you still need some alone time.
*He walks back up into the house and locks the door behind him as Em curls up and starts crying*
*Lorcan takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself*
Lorcan: Are you okay? You look so pale.
Good sir, would you mind putting me down? And telling me your name? I will also require a full update on everything I've missed this past week her in blogland.
#ChaseForBook9
Mara: looks at Eritan helplessly* I...
Harry: *grabs Mara's arm* Maralie! What were you thinking?!
Mara: Harry, please-
Harry: You locked the doors on me and everything, didn't you? How dare you?
Mara: I never-
Harry: You could have died! Do you understand how serious this is?! Maralie Lily Charm, if you had died-
Mara: Guess what Harry?! Our baby is dying! *screams* I was attacked, and now our child is dying. *dully* I'd be surprised if it wasn't dead already.
Harry: *is silent* *his eyes fill with tears* *whispers* again..? *suddenly screams* THIS IS YOUR FAULT! IF YOU HAD LISTENED TO ME, AND STAYED INSIDE, OUR CHILD WOULD STILL HAVE BEEN FINE!
Mara: *cries* Don't you think I know that?! Harry, I- *falls backwards, her cheek aching*
Harry: *rubs his hand* *looks down at her* *gasps* Oh my God, not... Mara, baby, I'm so sorry..
Mara: go away. *sobs*
(Loki dokey, I'll get on that right after this. Trip'll need Em's help anyway.
If she's in any condition to give it.)
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: I am fine...Niccolò is being controlled and I lied to save myself and he basically wants all but me dead for being heathens and then he stabbed my mother she was in a state of nearly dead and then he took her and vanished plus we fought Lord Vile and Mevolent and just...AAAH!! I'm scared he'll kill us...
*eyes glaze over*
It's soul is strong.
#ChaseForBook9
*he sighs, carefully setting Trip on the ground*
I am Eritan, an alchemist, filling in her since Adrasdos's absence. I believe the one named Niccolo has been... Controlled by an evil force, and has claimed to want to kill everyone here. The most I know about ways to stop him thus far is that Adrasdos had an idea... *he half shrugs* She isn't back, though. I'm a little worried...
(Hm. Well, everyone seems to be happily role-playing, and I don't really have anything to do. I'm going to depart, I think . . .)
*Eritan walks over to Harry, picking him off the ground by the scruff of his neck and walking away with him, from Maralie*
*sets him down* *he gives him a stony look* Stay
*he walks back*
Well, Ms. Barnosky, that is unfortunate, but completely understandable.
((Okay :/ *cuddles Anni* Love yas))
Blast. Well, you will have to be my substitute alchemist. Nice to meet you. Normally I would give you wine, but right now, there are more pressing matters. Firstly, I need a wereolf.
#ChaseForBook9
*Eritan frowns* What is the objective of this?
(Goodbye, everyone!
*waves mournfully as she departs*)
I'm sure Trip will have lots of fun fighting Niccolo.
#ChaseForBook9
*Lorcan strokes Alexis' hair*
Lorcan: Hey, he won't do anything to anyone. I will protect you all, you know that babe.
(Of course she would help Trip! Whenever you can and want to get on, nudge me)
*Em lay on the floor and listens to the silence. There was never any silence before, there was always a growl or snarl or howl and now? Now it was just emptiness. What was happening to her Chase?*
Good bye, Ms. Barnosky.
((Bye Anni! *hugs*))
To save Trip's daughter. Come, we must enlist allies.
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Anni.))
#ChaseForBook9
Is there a reason why you are speaking in third person?
And- what are the circumstances?
Harry: But.. *sighs sadly*
Mara: *lies on her back on the ground* *stares up at the sky*
Alexis: *smiles relaxing* Thank you. I'm lucky I'm posing as a Sense-Warden *takes his hand* I just need to be with you now...he won't touch me and I'm hoping if he tries to hurt you my position will stop him...
*Tzipora swings out of a tree and lands next to Maralie*
*she gracefully picks the girl up, and skips towards the house*
I am Logic Trip, not Trip. Did Adra not tell you these things? It is irrelevant, come. *walks towards Em's house, stops by Mara*
Maralie, it's soul is strong. It will pull through. *carries on*
#ChaseForBook9
*calls back* Arranged marriages!
#ChaseForBook9
*Eritan frowns* She did not. We have not spoken for some time until recently.
Although I ought to warn you- I am blind. I can see perfectly well on earth and ground through senses but otherwise...
*closes eyes* *ignores everything going on*
Very good. *stops at Em's front door, knocks*
#ChaseForBook9
*Tzipora nudges the door open and carries Maralie up to her room, carefully setting her down on her bed* *she nods a lot, holding up one finger, pulling some chalk out and leaving the room*
*She comes back later, her chalk almost gone. She gives Mara a thumbs-up*
*Chase opens the door with scratches on his chest and a broom and dust pan in his other hand*
Chase: Ahhh Trip... um, now is not a good time mate I'm afraid.
Lorcan: *whispers* then stay with me.
*punches chase in the face, steps inside*
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: *whispers* Always.
*Eritan listens quietly behind the boy, noting by the breeze how short he is*
*he nods, then steps over Chase, ducking through the door*
*Chase holds his face as he watches Trip walk past*
Chase: What the fuck do you think you're doing? I said now is not a good time, I've a house to clean up here.
(Oh Em by the time i go to Dublin I may be taller! I'm 5'1 now)
*Eritan steps between Trip and Chase, looking at where he thinks Chase's eyes are, but it is a gamble*
Do not proceed
I did not forget last week. That unfortunate disappearing did not wipe my mind. Now, I am here to speak with Emerald, show me to her, then I suggest you go and comfort your child.
#ChaseForBook9
*Eritan pauses* Could you not just find her soul, Trip?
That is not the point. And once again, I am logic Trip.
#ChaseForBook9
(Gtg eat my Chinese takeaway
Fuck that's UK lingo i mean TAKE OUT)
*Chase scoffs at the stranger*
Chase: Do not proceed? This is my damn house! And my child isn't here, he is in the Citadel for his protection from his own mother! How dare you Castalan, think you can just barge in like you own the place!!
(Go away Zaf! Short stuff here remember lol ;))
*Lorcan takes a glimpse at his knee as the blood starts to pool at his foot. He curses under his breath*
Lorcan: We need to get you somewhere safe Lexi.
((Zafira, those two mean the same, and I am sure are used in all English-speaking countries.))
This is odd... I... I might just... Go.... Find Adrasdos instead for this....
I'm...
I'm not sure what to do.
I do not have time to have a battle for moral high ground with a man who stabbed his wife in the hand to pin her to a wall then threw her down the stairs. I have people worth knowing to save. I will find her myself. No doubt she is in the basement. *walks over to the basement door*
#ChaseForBook9
*Chase just stands there, gritting his teeth*
Chase: She's in there for her own good Trip.
*nods wisely*
Excellent choice, Trip.
I am logic Trip. Why is that so hard for you guys to grasp? *opens the basement* Em?
#ChaseForBook9
From what I have gathered from Adrasdos, yes.
*Em tries to get up, but groans in pain. She pulls herself across the floor and looks up at the door. The tears of relief start to roll down her face*
Em: Tr... Oh Trip it's you.
No, it's Logic Trip. Can you stand?
#ChaseForBook9
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