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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Ez: *laughs* Not every major disaster involves death.
And Hunter quite enjoys me, actually.
#ChaseForBookNine
You know, I'll probably say this once,
Or many times.
But you're a bit of a moron, Ez.
I don't riwrite it,I just think it in my head. Its not really fanfic,its weird.
Its just something I do
CF: Well, the nature of zis talisman was zat, when used, it would catapult one into anozer dimension. Or at least, I zink it must have been a different dimension. It was a world made entirely of whiteness.
*gasps*
CF: Are you alright?
*heavy breathing*
CF: WOuld you like me to fetch you a brown paper bag?
What . . . what happened to the talisman . . .
CF: Well, zat is the problem . . .
((OSMOSIS))
Hey guys:3
I said Hi, Luci? *cuddles*
OSMOSISOSMOSISOSMOSISOSMOSISOSMOSI
Sorry
#sorrynotsorry
CF: Zere were zree talismans. Two have already been destroyed. Both, oddly enough, by a gentleman by se name of Reingington.
Sacre bleu! I despise ze English.
But . . . what do you need ME for?
CF: Ze zird talisman must be destroyed. All I know is that it is currently hidden in Disneyland. I require your help to destroy it.
. . . Seems simple enough.
CF: Oui. Simple enough . . .
*voice trails away*
*silence in the car*
*except for the stereo blaring 'Waitin' For the Bus in the Rain'*
CF: One moment, please . . .
*opens cell phone*
I know, Adra XD
I just didn't say hi myself, so:3
Sorry, I'm a turnip xD
How is everyone?:3
((Man, Anni :D))
((@Nevyar: I've spent as long as I can remember making stories in my head. :) I've only, last month, started properly writing one down. O_O))
Ez: @Adra: *laughs* Go on and think that, than. :)
*texts one of the arms* *well, the person who the arm belonged to*
Reply text: YOU CAN TEXT??? AFTER ALL THAT EFFORT WITH THE PORTAL AND THE NOTE???
Ez: *texts* Oi, give her phone back.
Original owner of the arm: *texts*
Ez: *reads text* *nods* *replies*
Arm: *texts:* *shrugs* That's okay. :) It's fine.
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm alright, I'm watching Merlin when I'm supposed to be studying
Heh
okay. back. and woo. people hold my writing in high regard.
((*hugs Anni* :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
*watches carefully, taking note of everything*
How are you, Luce?
CF: *glances into the back seat*
*where Precocious is too busy rapping along with the music*
*turns the music up a little louder*
Zere . . .
*dials a number*
*puts the phone to his ear*
. . .
. . .
. . .
Oscar: Hellooooooo?
CF: Alright, she's in.
Oscar: *claps happily*
Perfect!
CF: I . . .
*swallows*
I still don't understand why it has to be HER zat destroys the zird talisman . . .
She's a nice girl, you know, she doesn't deserve that.
Oscar: Crazy, Crazy, Crazy, isn't it obvious?
((@Snow: YAAY! :)))
Text: HELP!!! They're trying to make me drink coffee!!!
Ez: *texts:* *rolls eyes*
*puts phone away*
#ChaseForBookNine
MERLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNN!
*hums theme tune*
AW, I LOVE THAT PROGRAM!
Merlin calling Arthur a turnips head made me squeal, ngl.
((no Anni no))
*glances at Ezter, raising an eyebrow*
Ez: *mentally sighs at Adra*
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm only on episode two
Ez: Ezter? Hunter isn't here.
#ChaseForBookNine
*opens her mouth to say something* *closes it*
Oscar: *sighs*
*realizing he has to explain himself*
*again*
Crazy Frenchman, see here. Where is the talisman?
CF: Disneyland.
Oscar: And who owns all of the Disneylands?
CF: The Scorpia Crime Syndicate.
Oscar: And who is extra-special-best-friends-forever with the Scorpia Crime Syndicate?
CF: The Evil League of Evil.
Oscar: And what happens when one of Scorpia's most precious artifacts gets stolen?
CF: They cry and eat ice cream and eventually get over it and find a new and better artifact to take its place?
Oscar: *facepalms*
No!
Good morning, afternoon, or evening, Blogland.
He is here though.
*puts her hand over her herself* In our hearts
I'M SUPER HYPED, ADRA! Thanks for asking, beautiful:3
I'm so excited to send your present:'3
Er- hello, Sir *waves tentatively*
((MERLIN IS AMAZING!!!!
THE EARLIER ONES ARE BETTER, THOUGH.
THEY GET KIND OF BROING NEAR THE END, BECAUSE THE CHARACTERS ARE TOO FIXED . . .))
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm so excited to get money to GET yours, Luce :P
((@Annika: *laughing* XD))
Ez: *rolls eyes at Adra* He'd have to be as microscopic as his brain to fit into them.
#ChaseForBookNine
*fake-laughs*
a ha ha ha ha
Oscar: *speaking slowly and clearly*
If Doctor Precocious destroys the talisman, then Scorpia will capture and torture her. Now, as the criminal underground knows, I have a claim on her life. She is marked for the League.
CF: So?
Oscar: SOOOOOOO every other criminal organization in the sorcerer community will assist the League in re-capturing Doctor from Scorpia, in order to maintain the status quo. Once we have those petty organizations in our grasp, we'll have them FOREVER. And once we crush Scorpia like the little scorpions they are . . .
You see?
CF: . . . No.
Oscar: THE LEAGUE WILL BE THE ONLY SORCERER CRIMINAL UNDERGROUND IN THE WORLD.
ALL OF IT RUN BY ME.
ME!
Plus, I'll have re-captured Doctor, and that always makes for a successful day at the office.
Hey Sir!
Adra, omg. Yours I see every morning and squeal because it's awesome:3 Need to get a couple of other bits and pieces before I'll send it, though...!
I dunno what to get for Val? D;
(( i might work on Snow's RP bit now. might jump into different tenses a lot, but i write the way it works. *shrugs*))
*re-cap*
*a deep laugh comes from the other end of the phone* you seem to have me confused with someone else, detective.
*snow looks puzzled at her phone* sorry. i thought you were the sanctuary again... who are you? and what do you want?
*the voice laughs again* what i want? i want you to do something for me. and who i am? well, that would be Skelek Tinsam.
*snow pauses, thinking* now why would i do something for a stranger?
voice: because i have information you want. information on your parents' death.
*snow gasps and quickly asks* what? how?
*another laugh* patients, detective! all in good time... but first... i need you to do something for me...
Oscar: Don't you understand!?
*takes a deep breath*
I need to crush Scorpia, and this is the only way I will garner enough power and reputation to accomplish that. Scorpia has the last piece of the puzzle. The last shard I need to get the weapon that will shake the world to its very foundations.
Do you understand that, Frenchman?
Do you understand THAT, at least?
CF: . . . No.
Oscar: *hangs up*
Send Val a prosthetic arm that looks like a real arm.
(Doctor Precocious must now ride off into the sunset, as the case may be, and until I get the time to write what happens next for her [which will probably be soon, don't worry] I am going to be Oscar, because I quite like being Oscar.)
( WHOO OSCAR)
Greetings, Ms. Dark, Scáth, Barnosky, Stormberg, and Inkbright.
((Osmosis *cries*))
((Okay!!))
*carefully drinks a potion of hers*
( oi sir, dont be forgetting Amberite)
*waves again*
What's new?
Arma... Armageddon, Armageddon-Outa-Here! *laughs hysterically*
I'm sorry, but that's too damn funny.
#ChaseForBook9
((Distantly here))
(I don't know how long I'll be able to stay, though. Fair warning.)
*strolling down the street*
*on a crisp fall morning*
*drinking coffee from a sterilized coffee mug*
*and pondering Crazy Frenchman's stupidity*
*laughs* She'd totally love that!
I'll have to go shopping soon and then sit in McDonald's using their WiFi and asking you what I should get her:P
But now... Bed time! Night guys, I love you all! *huggles* I'll try to be on in the morning:3
Of course, Ms. Stormberg. An egregious oversight of mine.
Trip! *jumps up and hugs* Hi!
Goodnight, Luce! Happy birthday, dear *hugs again*
( and now i will jump back to after snow's reflection has been poisoned)
in his office, Ben Hacknie sits at his desk and rubs his eyes. it's midnight and the office is quiet except for him. sighing, he stands up and walks over to the staff kitchen, setting the kettle boiling.
"why do i insist on staying so late?" he asks himself as he gets down the sugar.
Ah Luce! Hey, Bye, nice too see you, it's been too long, *looks at check list* glad to see you're okay. *hugs*
#ChaseForBook9
Good night, Ms. Scáth. Sleep well.
((Damn, wifi went.
Might continue my plot that isn't next time.
*disappears*))
#ChaseForBookNine
( i know it was sir. thats why i pointed it out.
TRIP!! HI!! *laughs, thinking about hobbit thong*))
*notices a swing set in the distance*
*it looks abandoned*
*and for some reason it has only half a slide*
. . . Hmm.
Goodnight, Star *hugs*
Oh please no, Snow... *hides face*
( sorry, adra, i can't help it.... SLUTDUGGERY WEARING A HOBBIT THONG )
Please no, Snow...
Oh gods that was a dark time
Greetings, Mr. Castalan.
*notices Mr. Neurotic, but decides to not call out, as he rather enjoys his face where it is today*
(A hobbit.... thong? *is appalled* Bye Star.)
#ChaseForBook9
*throughly wipes off seat and chain of the swing*
*sits*
*swings happily*
*looking at the slide*
*his cell phone is wringing*
*the League has drained 4.2 billion pounds from a Swedish bank account*
*swings happily*
*whistles 'Carry On, My Wayward Son'*
I'm just your problem
I'm just your problem
It's like I'm not even a person
Am I?
I'm just your problem~
( oh, the typo's of yesterday... *grins* where did nev get to? she need to meet the reason hobbit thong came up...)
Let's... Not go back there. Please.
*finishes her potion up, tossing it aside* *shakes her head* Whoa
(If anyone is eager to spoil Oscar's good mood, feel free. I don't have a specific plot going here, sadly.)
Hey again Marsa.
Good bye, Ms. Inkbright.
Greetings, Ms. Charm.
*whispers to Adra*
How did the Harralie thing end up?
Hey Mara!
#ChaseForBook9
*whispers* I'm not quite sure
*whispers again* I still ship it though
Damn, I want to know if I can say I told you so or not.
#ChaseForBook9
*is here*
*leaps off swing*
I wonder . . .
*sets off for the forest*
( right... okay... i think i can drop the hobbit thong thing now...)
Ben Hacknie poors himself a coffee and adds to spoons of sugar. his third coffee tonight and he was still feeling drowsy.
walking back to his desk, he saw that the bosses light was on. thinking this was strange, he carefully walked over. and pushed the door open.
there, sitting in the bosses seat, was a 20-year-old brunet girl, her feet up on the desk
I told you so?
For what?
Hi
( hey em!)
Hey Em.
I gave Mara some advice, about arranged marriages.
#ChaseForBook9
*frowns at Mr. Neurotic's retreating figure*
Oh, blast. This means I must follow and make sure he is not burning down the forest, doesn't it...
*rubs his forehead, sighs, and follows him*
Hi Em.... Lemme guess did Ari help rebuild? She vanished when you said you had a new server
Greetings, Ms. Melody and Kerias.
Ah. I guess that makes sense, then. *nods*
*stops at the forest's edge*
. . .
*begins compulsively wiping hands*
Yeah, that's not going to happen.
*turns*
*walks back to the swing set*
Any interesting things in that forest are gonna have to come and get me, because I sure has hell won't go find them.
X: *watches from the trees*
Oh DAMN.
*disapparates*
*starts violently when he notices Sir*
Oh DAMN.
[Is baking a cake and writing a sad song]
#ChaseForBook9
Huh? New server? Rebuild?
#ChaseForBook9
No just me and Rhyds and even at that, my house only got built.
We still have to compile a list of what needs to be re-done again apart from all the houses.
Hey Fabs.
#ChaseForBook9
the girl smiled and waved, standing up.
"hi!" she beamed, strolling casually towards Ben.
"erm... hi?" he said nervously. then he steeled his nerves. "what are you doing here? this is a private area!"
again, she smiled, "oh, me? ignore me. i'm just here to see the show. you know, i don't know why Shelek wanted you dead, but if it gets me the info i need... oh, sorry! i'm being incredibly rude! the name is Snow Stormberg!" she stuck out her hand, still smiling.
Bar volcano statue the treehouses even
Hi Fabi!
Are you sure there isn't to be done, Em? With the old one?
Oh wait...
It took forever to build that damn statue
Eh
C'est le vie..
*waves cheerfully to Mr. Neurotic*
Greetings! Now, what brings you to this area, Mr. Neurotic?
Oh, Em, you can transfer maps between servers!
I can help with that.
#ChaseForBook9
Er, the website shut down, actually. They aren't just making a new one for the hell of it
GUUSGUYSGUSY
SNOW. OMGG
OMFO
I have literally tried everything and sent so many emails and tried so many tricks off Google Ads, there's nothing to be done...
So I've just kinda accepted it and have got my mind into the game as regards re-building.
*gathers up her ice skates and sits by the lake, threading one up for real*
*hums*
*sighs*
If you must know, it's my day off. I don't get a moment's peace anymore, with the League hounding me at every turn. "Mr, Neurotic, the minions aren't getting paid enough!" "Mr. Neurotic, the Ponzi scheme isn't working out!" "Mr. Neurotic, I've got a javelin through my spleen!"
They're just never satisfied.
Is everyone here from the Uk???
Alright... Well then, that was a good decision, then. *nods*
*looks around* Would anyone like to join me?
((No, most of us here right now are American))
(I am an American, but my soul is English.)
Cool! I'm not alone :)
Em, do you have backup saves from the old server?
#ChaseForBook9
Ben smiles nervously and trys to remain polite.
"i am sorry madam, but you are not supposed to be here. i have to ask you to leave."
she laughed. "leave? why ever would i want to do that? i want to make sure the arsenic actually works dont i?"
he paled. "a-arsenic?"
"yep. amazing stuff really. makes you incredibly drowsy. looks a lot like sugar come to think of it... how many spoons of sugar did you put in your coffee again?"
"t-two..." he stammered, sweating.
"and i am sorry about that. it's nothing personal, you understand. i just need information and this is the cost."
((omfg Anni))
Well, the pains of leading, I suppose.
*gives him an odd stare*
I suppose the lack of respect makes it doubly difficult.
My soul is 50%English and 50%Irelandian.
(And 100%nonexistent)
I have to learn to skate again every winter, but sure, best get started now!
#ChaseForBook9
Hops Sir,hops Trip
(( sorry Nascar finale is on so
*I MEANT HOLA
THIS AUTTOCORREFT WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME
I can help...
In all seriousness, I'm not half bad at it.
(My soul is 100% evil, 100% good, and 100% a yin yan symbol.)
#ChaseForBook9
*Ben Hacknie, un-aguably dead, slowly drops to the ground and snow pulls out her phone, dialing the number Shelek gave her*
(Right Snow? ;) )
Derek Pansy will be forever immortal
*scoffs* You're telling me!
I get no respect from the higher-ups. Unsurprising, considering I murdered the previous higher-ups in order to claim my place.
Still, the minions consider me a god, but if they didn't they wouldn't be very good minions.
I'm winning them over, though. The higher-ups, I mean. Still, I wish it wasn't so damn difficult.
((Psst... Em, getcha on facebook))
The only backups I have would have been before we blew up the orginal HQ back in... July.
Once I set up everything with the website they automatically backed it up to my account. So nothing was saved to my computer.
*bows to Anni*
( you have 300% of a soul trip? i didn't realize you had any...
my soul is 100% crazy)
(*bows to Nevyar*
I don't know what I did to earn a bow, but I reciprocate in kind.)
Yes, your life seems quite the struggle.
*deadpan*
((My soul is too infinite to try to contain it into a single word))
((cha ching))
((Idk what i just said))
I never really got into it, I always preferred sliding around on the ice in flat soled shoes.
Anyone else want to come? I can bring hot chocolate?
#ChaseForBook9
((Sassy Sir. I love it))
*laughs, threading up her other shoe, getting to her feet*
Trip you have such soul
Astounding soul.
I used to have one *stares into sky,flashbacks mode and reminiscences about past*
Please, Ms. Dark. I am being quite genuine.
You have no idea.
. . . Well, I don't know. You probably do have an idea.
Otherwise she wouldn't consider you one of her closest . . . friends . . .
*sighs*
Shelek: you killed him? well, aren;t you a quick worker. meet me at 20 Armen Place and i'll tell you what you want to know.
(No, it's all of them at once.)
Because, you could save time by using the map from that save and putting it on the world. It's the same principle as using an adventure map, except with an entire server. Now, I'm not entirely sure how adventure maps work, but on any adventure map site there'll be instructions.
#ChaseForBook9
((*mumbles* It'd have been better if you were sassy...))
THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE MASS MURDERER IN THIS FAMILY AND ITS ME,SO GO SORT YOUR PRIORITIES!!!
Would any of you mind if I sent you my roleplay from a couple days ago? I wrote it, decided it was rubbish and then deleted it, and would sort of like feedback on how much of it to keep, how much to toss.
#ChaseForBook9
(I do not mind in the least, Fabi.)
((The whole thing, Fabi?))
( who was that directed at, nev?)
ahahahahahahahaha Trip,I love your pic thingy ahaha
(Me and snow have the best pic thooo)
It was directed at all you
((Do it! Do it! I wantses to reds itttttt.))
#ChaseForBook9
( sure fab. e-mail away. i wont be able to check untill later, stupid school blocked g-mail, but i will read it.)
Ms. Dark, who said I wasn't?
Mr. Neurotic, I sense quite the conflict within you. Please, feel free to share.
And please, note that the good Doctor and I are merely allies.
Finally, may the record show that souls are over-rated.
*returns from bar with hot chocolate*
Letsa go!
#ChaseForBook9
( ME AN NEV HAVE THE BEST PICS EVER!! DEREK PANSY)
((omg then I LOVE IT SIR))
((Send it to me Fabroooo))
*smiles* Alright... *steps out on the ice, turning to him* Are you going shoes or skates?
(You just said souls are over-rated to a guy who can perform a play with better cg than avatar with his soul Sir. Souls are under rated.)
#ChaseForBook9
ITS BECAUSE OF MY AUTO CORRDCT CORRECTIN LAANDY TO PAAANSY
(ohdearlordsnow)
Hmph. Why should I share anything with you?
*looks down*
You are her friend, not mine. I have no friends anymore.
Ah,bless my AUTOCORRECT on this kindle
IM YOUR FRIEND DOCTOR
(Harralie are back together. Sort of. Ish.)
*lifts up left foot, taps the sole (ha) and a glistening purple skate of energy appears, does so to the right foot*
Skates. *puts down hot chocolate, steps onto the ice, wobbling a little*
#ChaseForBook9
((*shakes Mara* MAKE UP YER MIND, WOMAN))
(I am actually Oscar Neurotic right now. See my profile picture, just there?
---->)
(Told you so. Arranged marriages.)
#ChaseForBook9
Okaayyyokay
*snow walks up to the place Selek told her to meet him at*
*she stands outside the door and waits*
( and with that i g2g!! BYE!!! )
((oh ha ha you're so punny, Trip))
*nods* That's handy. *smiles, reaching out her hand*
((Omg there is the hugest storm right now... It was snowing like, four days ago
And I really hope it doesn't become a tornado))
(Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! You meanie Snow! *hugs* Be back soon!
Or I /will/ steal all your bananas.)
#ChaseForBook9
((Just the parts I deleted, not the entire plot... Snow, you've already seen it, remember?))
((I'm removing the random bits like when I greet Jubi OOC, and then I'll send it to anyone who wants to see it, five me a sec...))
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Snow!))
( OKAY TRIP!! I DONT WANT MY BANANAS STOLEN!!)
*disappears*
*sighs deeply*
Firstly, we are only allies, Mr. Neurotic.
Secondly...
Stars above, man, there is no need to be melodramatic. If you begin waxing about how despite the fact that you CHOSE a life of evil, you're lonely, than I may have to resort to unpleasant extremes.
That being said, you've hardly crossed any lines that I would consider to be truly depraved, so it is hardly too late.
*takes Adra's hands, stabilising a little*
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
Everywhere you go,
#ChaseForBook9
*reappears* oh, apparently i have ten more minutes!! WHOO!)
(( I got bored yesterday and started drawing Bloglandian pictures of all of my Bloglandian friends
*stick figures
and I drew trip stealing bananas and it is literally the best))
*smiles, beginning to skate backwards, pulling him along*
Take a look in the Five and Ten
Glistening once again
( *gives trip 5 living bananas wearing sock hats*
bananas: WE ARE FREE)
YES JOHNSON WON
((OH SHIT
So here's me; *watching TV*
*TV screen goes black*
Me: *screams* mOM TORNADO WARNING HELP HELP HELP
( best thing ever:
"a friend will help you move house. a true friend will help you hide a body. i have 2 true friends"
XD)
Don't mock me, Mr. Reingington!
There's no need for loneliness when one has power, and my power is growing every day, now I've got the League under my command.
. . . I HAD friends. A lot of them. They say you find you REAL friends when you're evil.
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
And maybe if you knew why I don't have friends anymore, maybe if you knew any damn thing about what I've lived through, maybe then you'd wonder if you were right to become her
*sneers* ally.
But you don't.
So don't pretend.
*))
((This is bullshit
It's november))
(Huzzah!)
*skates with Adra*
*forgets the rest*
Crap. I always sing that one, and realise I don't know most of it.
#ChaseForBook9
So you're one of those people who start Christmas music a month early, then?
( *hums casually* DALEK CHRISTMAS!! )
((Um, use a desk fan to blow it in the other direction?))
#ChaseForBook9
Not really, but it's snowing and the lake's frozen over, so it /is/ beginning to look a lot like christmas.
#ChaseForBook9
REMEMBER YESTERDAY SNOW
oh, shit and i have to go too!!
um.... i dedicate this page to...
SLUTDUGGERY WEARING A HOBBIT THONG AND DEREK PANSY
there.
now, BYE ALL!! *huggles everyone and disappears*
DALEKS 5EVA
OMGG YESTERDAY WAS FUN.
((You're hilarious))
Good point, I suppose.
See? You're not too terrible at skating
OMG I LUV U SNOW
( I know you do nev! and i just had to say:
YESTERDAY WAS AMAZBALLS!
now, bye!
*really disappears*
*really!*))
((Bye Snowsef!))
Actually, I am, I'm just copying you exact movements with your feet. You get good at stuff like that when you observe for a living.
#ChaseForBook9
*his hands slowly curl into fists, and he glares into Mr. Neurotic's eyes*
Mr. Neurotic.
It.
Is.
SIR.
*Breathes very, very deeply for a few seconds, his eyes closed*
Right.
*opens his eyes*
Whatever tragic story you have behind you, whatever 'justification' you present, I judge you on your actions alone, including one recent one.
And from what I can see, there is little to no reason for me to NOT leave you in some forsaken wasteland.
So enlighten me, Mr. Neurotic.
(Goodbye, Snow!)
Also, it's like taking an old tool out of a box, you figure out how it works quite quickly as it comes back to you.
#ChaseForBook9
Good bye, Ms. Stormberg.
Hmm..
Well then. *swings them both in a small circle then continues skating backwards*
SLUTDUGGERY <3.
HOBBIT THONG<3
DEREK PANSY (he doesn't deserve. A heart for killing mine)
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