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«Oldest ‹Older 3601 – 3800 of 4971 Newer› Newest»(Oh, yes, Tia wasn't here either.
I already established X putting a curse on Precocious last time I did a present-day role-play.
By-the-by, I am too tired to do a solo role-play right now. So anyone who wants to role-play with Precocious is free to. Otherwise, she will simply remain there and swing.)
(Hmm I'm gonna torment the shit out of Zaf)
*within the Palace Mevolent sits a sadistic smile forming*
*is brought into the throne room fighting until Vengeous has his cutlass on me*
Vengeous: Enough.
*is silent* What do you want? Come to finally kill me?
Mevolent: I would think so. I believe you are to die painfully. Or shall I torture you first? You are the one who knows most about me. You shall not help your friends. We know exactly what you know, and who you love.
Stay the hell away from him.
Mevolent: oh? I was thinking of Javier...or Erskine. Shall we venture in your mind?
*breaks free of Redhood and lunges at Mevolent*
Mevolent: *sends Zafira into the wall with air and keeps her there* Take her to the dungeons. If all goes well we can use that Global Link the Sanctuaries have.
*is taken to the dungeons* oh my god...
((It was a reference to that event, yeah.))
((Hi Adra and Zaf!))
((Bye Tia!))
((You are good at it. It's creepy.))
#ChaseForBook9
Sorry, I'm being cranky. Carry on, I don't mind, it's just weird seeing the protagonist being tortured and it's twelve at night and I need sleep.
Good night!
*unspecified category of hugs*
I lie, *warm hugs*
((My RP is on pause while I write the past, so...))
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi Fabs again
I was- just why though
It's development, Tia. It's what makes the good things that happen all the more important. The life of a hero never goes unscarred))
(I don't mind at all, Fabi.
Right now, I'm sort of alternating between role-plays:
Precocious: Trying to figure out what X wants her to do in twelve days, while also making plans to steal the third medallion.
Neurotic: Happily growing his criminal empire and putting the finishing touches on his plan to bring about the end of the world, all without getting a single speck of dirt on his suit.
and Flashback: What happened in Precocious's past between her, X, and Oscar?
And I'm just alternating between those in an effort to make a cohesive story.)
*buries head in hands shaking* This isn't happening...this isn't happening. *is close to tears*
*Hours go by*
*A Redhood takes Zafira to the torture rooms where a man in white stands, Sense-Warden. The man barely looks at Zafira and she is on her knees screaming* *then he stops and she is gasping, trembling. The Sense-Warden remains silent until a man in red appears and begins driving various instruments into Zafira and then the Sense-Warden continues to torture her mentally*
Zafira finds herself reliving the time spent in Alastair's mind and also the many unpleasant scenes of when she was Justaria
(Why?
To show that the stakes are getting higher.
Precocious doesn't have much time left.
*taps her pocket watch significantly*
Tick tock.)
*swings back and forth*
*wiping blood from her lips*
*and trying to concentrate*
(If anyone wants to join in I'll bring someone to tell you guys Zafira was captured)
((Well. I'm in Hell...))
(Yeah I know Adra I meant it for anyone who is able...*shrugs* I can do it on my own but you know I will get Zaf free she'll just be petrified and probably not speaking)
((I can't, Zaf, all my main characters are occupied. Sorry...))
#ChaseForBook9
(Precocious feels like she's in Hell.)
*drags feet on the ground to stop swinging*
*buries face in hands*
What . . . what do you want from me . . .
What do you want . . .
*looks up*
*and a little girl with a red balloon is standing in front of her*
((Don't we all?))
What do you want?
X: . . .
WHAT DO YOU WANT!
*leaps off the swing*
*tries to grab X*
*but X vanishes*
X: Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
Where are you!?
*whirls around*
*searching for the source of the voice*
Where are you!?
X: Tick tock.
Tick tock.
I WILL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO DO.
X: Tick, tock, that's a good start.
I want your life, I want your heart.
I want your form, I want your power.
Don't waste your time, keep every hour . . .
WHERE ARE YOU?
X: It's me.
Remember me?
Khasiis?
The Evil One?
(( I AM GONNA BE FAMOUS!! XD i'm in a short film at school lol.))
The hours drag by for Zafira as pain is inflected and she is questioned. Finally the Redhood takes her back to the dungeons where she is left in her cell, sobbing. Prisoners know what happened and most keep quiet knowing she won't hear them.
*With Ravel and the others*
The Dead Men, all but Valkyrie and Skul are talking*
Saracen: we can't let them keep her, I agree.
Ravel: Okay we need to get her.
Ghastly: Fine. But we go in. We need to.
Ravel: she'd be in the dungeons. Mevolent probably tortured her to insanity.
They gather what they need and use their own Anchor to get over to roughly where the Palace is. They find a passage in and sneak around Saracen guiding them where to go*
*With the Sense-Wardens*
Aro: Master, we have tried everything to get inside her mind, we only know of her time as Justaria. I came to a conclusion that, with your permission, we lure Justaria out.
Mevolent: That is possible? She has mind blocks you say.
Aro: We have her serum. If it works as predicted we needn't worry about any mental blocks.
Khasiis: You owe me.
I owe you nothing.
Khasiis: You owe me everything. I am your True Name, after all. In a fashion.
Get away from me.
*coughs*
*blood spatters on the ground*
Khasiis: I can't walk in this world.
Not really.
Blogland is like poison to me.
That's why strange things always happen to you in Blogland, isn't that right? Strange, inexplicable things? It's because you don't belong here. WE don't belong here.
And when you came here, you ripped me from you.
Look closer.
You don't remember me.
But tho is how you looked when you were six.
Wasn't it?
Go . . . away . . .
*coughing*
*blood dripping*
Khasiis: You have twelve days to rejoin yourself to me. Twelve days to let the Wishful and the Ashamed do their work, and allow me back into your mind.
That is what you owe me.
My blessing.
My birthright.
Khasiis: Twelve days.
No more.
No less.
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
*Khasiis vanishes*
*leaving Precocious alone*
*in front of the swing set*
*and utterly*
*completely*
*terrified*
Mevolent: Very well. Do as you must. *nods to Aro and leaves the Sense-Warden*
Aro: *heads to Nye*
*In the dungeons*
Ravel: I found her.
Saracen: the guards are asleep. We get her out only. Ravel can approach her safely.
Vex: *quietly* if she can move.
Ravel: *kneels beside Zafira* Zaf?
Zafira is asleep crying in her sleep.
Ravel: Zaf...*nudges* Get up. Quickly.
She wakes slowly and hugs him not moving, footsteps are heard and Baron Vengeous walks in. The Dead Men are ready and a massive fight breaks out as they hold the Baron back while Ravel gets Zafira to focus on teleporting out of the dungeons.
*she turns her head from the feet* No.... Please.
*He kneels, much taller than her, putting a hand on her hand*
Mother...Do not be upset. I'm here
You aren't real!
*slowly*
*wearily*
*she sits back down on the swing*
*and rocks back and forth*
. . .
. . .
. . . I can't win.
I'm helpless.
Worthless, useless, a drunk, a cripple, a coward, an idiot.
Helpless!
*buries her face in her hands*
I can't do this.
I can't.
Stars above. Stars above!
. . . I need a hero.
*far, far away*
*on the other end of Blogland, in fact*
*Oscar Neurotic is spinning on a swivel chair in a fancy penthouse, cell phone to his ear*
Oscar: . . . yes, yes, alright. That's all well and good. And the money?
Minion: 4.6 billions euros drained from a Swiss bank account.
Oscar: Excellant! And the Tesla-coil death ray?
Minion: In the final stages of post-production.
Oscar: Good, good! And the minion training facilities?
Minion: Churning out millions of brainwashed slaves.
Oscar: Perfect! The evil library?
Minion: Stocked.
Oscar: The Frankenstein's monster?
Minion: It's alive!
Oscar: The dragon under New York?
Minion: Still oozing.
Oscar: The Ark of the Covenant?
Minion: Successfully stolen.
Oscar: Perfect! Everything's going according to plan!
*hangs up on minion*
Ahhhhh . . .
*sips a cup of coco and stares dreamily out the window*
It's good to be a super villain.
Ravel: Zaf please focus...i know it hurts and it will for a few then you can get help.
Zafira: *slowly nods and the Dead Men form around her as she teleports immediatly passing out*
Vex: I have her. We got to get back fast.
Saracen: I have it *they use the Anchor to get back*
Ravel: is she alive?
Ghastly: faint pulse
Hours pass by when Ravel is told Zaf's alive but sedated merely because she can barely move and a few poisons are lurking in her system. Nobody knows her mental condition
*rides into Blogland on an a gray horse*
....I'm back. Sorry I was gone for so long.
#ChaseForBook9
((Quite alright))
Please...
*her son carefully lifts her into his arms*
*she begins to cry*
Mother... I was sent here.
((*hugs*))
*she lifts a shaky hand to his face* Oh... You're so handsome.. *she runs one hand through his hair* My dear... You're all grown up.
*he smiles down at her* Of course, mother
*he hugs her*
*swings back and forth*
*blood around her mouth*
*and shaking with the power of the revelation*
*she begins crying again*
I came back here, mother because... *he drives a knife into her lower back, and Adra's mouth opens, gasping*
Because you killed me.
*he disappears, and she falls against the ground, the knife to her lash marks making her entire back soaked with blood*
*she cries*
(( i amazing. in the space if 5 minutes, i got hit in the face with a ball, tripped over another actor i was supposed to be pushing, hurt my back on a locker and forgot my lines... i can;t get over how epic i am))
(*slow claps*
Well done, Snow, and I say that as an enthusiastic thespian.
*nods solemnly*)
(( oh, and did i mention? i am amy. a basketball star. XD ))
*she lies in the darkness, feeling the pressure begin to box her in again, making her feel claustrophobic*
*her lungs squeeze and her back is sore from the lopsided disc*
(I must egress.
*egresses*)
(( lol... just... lol... i must be born for the big screen... *tear rolls down cheek* *horsly* my dreams are coming true!))
(( SEE YA ANNI!!! i use egress all the time and people have no clue what it means... XD ))
((Bye darling! *hugs*))
(( oh god... i just read something about a blade of grass and i remembered when we were worshiping a blade of grass to get that evil... thing... to posses it... ah, good times...))
((Sorry for vanishing for a bit there. I think I'm here again now.)) *dismounts horse, tying her to a tree branch at the edge of the forest, and looks around for people*
#ChaseForBook9
((It was rather good.
Ari?))
(Oh! Hey hi!!!))
((Bye Anni!))
#ChaseForBook9
*Adra shuts her eyes, trying to breathe slowly* *Suffocating on her own vitality, rather what was left of it*
((Hi! Sorry about that. There's a lot of Thanksgiving prep work to be done.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Is anybody actually in Blogland right now?))
#ChaseForBook9
((I understand! Good luck :3
And I apologise, I'm currently in hell. So... Yeah :/))
((I can create company for you, if you wish. Or you could join me. My body is in the lab, but if you were to step into the circle your energy would be transported from your body to me?
Idk))
(I'm here!!!!! Omg I feel stupid i vanished for no reason and Ari came))
((I mean in character, Zaf, but hi!))
*knocks on Adra's door* Hello?
#ChaseForBook9
(Yeah I can come back...they can take me to the treehouse its adapted to handle what happenrd to ZF though probably you won't get a word of edgewose out of her
((Well.. Not that I would hear btw))
NT2NNICMMHIHTM
#ChaseForBook9
(Or..well if you need me I'll just go back to awkwardly commenting...yeah that's it *le sigh*
*After a few hours they take me back to the treehouse*
Ravel: Please tell me you can speak
Alexis: She won't that's the whole thing...who else would possibly get through to her? We all tried
((I know- I just can't justify walking into your house without reasonable suspicion.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Letters!))
*tries to move, but finds her legs unable to work, and the middle of her back burning*
*tries to call out for help*
*there's no sound from the lab- an eerie silence*
((Yeah... I just needed a sort of shorthand to rant in. Done now.))
((Hello, everyone.))
#ChaseForBook9
((I'm just sort of wandering around, Zaf.))
*notices people by the treehouse and walks over* ...Hello?
#ChaseForBook9
((*hugs Fabi*))
((Hi Fabi!))
#ChaseForBook9
Ravel: the only person who would have a shot is not even alive for all we know
Alexis: Yeah don't rely on him. Ever.
Ravel: Who else...?
Alexis: Aretha but it's him she cares about.
Me: *is in my room just laying there not even sure where I am*
Ravel: then we find him oh no sorry he no. We do this ourselves
Alexis: Ha!
Ravel: *looks down* Hello...Elder Tesla come here we need to figure something out with Zaf
*she touches the ground, and a rock shoots out, hitting her spine, lodging her spine back into place*
*she falls unconscious from the blinding sharp light*
*she wakes up later, rolling *
...if you die in Hell... *looks around* Hello?
Please...?
I don't know where I am..
*glances up* Of course. *enters treehouse*
#ChaseForBook9
((hugs Adra))
((Hi Ari!))
((Hi Adra and Zaf!))
((I am so close to done with this, it's not even funny.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Go Fabi! You can do this!!))
*she limps around, her slash marks on her back widening and closing as she walks, stumbling, her eyes tear-stained* *her voice is barely over a whisper Please... I want to go
((Bleh, sorry, Adra...
*hugs Fabi*))
#ChaseForBook9
Ravel: None of us can get Zaf to seem to recgonize us. She was tortured by Mevolent and we got her out and the physical injuries were healed...but we had anyone she knows come and speak....I don't know who else can get to her...*sighs* No Sensitive knew either
*feels a brush of warm are behind her shoulder*
Ah, a vassal..
*she stops, her heart skipping a beat* Lilith..
Adrasdos Dark, why are you here? Alone? Left open for the taking?
I'm...hiding.
Oh! Curious. From whom?
...none of your business, Lilith.
*Likith smiles, her fangs showing* You're right, you know. Your theory was right. *she winks, then disappears*
Oh, gosh... Zaf... *bites lip* Not even Alexis and Olivia?
#ChaseForBook9
Ravel: Nobody. We don't know why. I don't know anyone accessable
Olivia: Momma held me. She whispered i love you but wet distanty....anyone try Coco or Auntie Ari?
TRIP if you read tbis Star gave you the wrong email! It's bellagaunt13@gmail.com
*she wanders, finding strength as she walks, despite the pain in her back as her wounds move as if they breathed*
*she gags, eyes watering, hearing screams of battle- one of her memory- far behind her*
*takes a deep, shuddering breath* Niccolò's gone- for real this time. I can try if you want. She might just need time, though.
#ChaseForBook9
((HELLO))
Ravel: I guess he isn't save-Aretha. Is it possible you could tell her something he'd say and tell her he said that? If we can trigger some memory of someone she cares for it might bring her to reality. But you mean he's gone for good? Dead? (*glares* I swear if he is gone forever I shall hit you very hard with the body of Adra)
((Hi Snow!))
#ChaseForBook9
*whispers as she walks*
*begins to recite her Cantos, drifting*
*touches her swollen face, where her cheek puffed up from a punch to her cheekbone*
*her lip wobbles*
*she can hear him talk to her*
Mother dearest... I'm surprised you remember me at all. Let me ask- did you ever count how many people have died by your hand? No one knows. The revered Doctor Adrasdos Dark has murdered hundreds- no. Thousands.
((Thanks, friend))
((Hey Snow!))
((Sorry I'll revive you once I hit Ari! Or I feed her to lions....))
((Hi Snow!))
((I'm not sure if there's any point in my being here just now. I may as well go...))
((IRWICMMHWIH :-/))
#ChaseForBook9
(( nawww. bye fab. i'm just gonna read dem rp plots ))
((Fabi, *hugs* Sorry you aren't feeling well (inferring: er... I don't understand shorthand))
(Did I scare her? I am serious nobody touches Coco and lives to see tomorrow)
*she pulls her arms farther around her, wishing she had a coat, reciting her lines louder to drown his voice out*
You killed me, mother
I was your son
And you killed me
No...Stop stop STOP STOP *she falls to her knees, covering her ears*
Not dead, just... Trapped. But he chose to be. Anyway, he's gone. Is it really a good idea to lie to her...? I understand your reasoning here, but I don 'to think there's anyone she cares about more than her daughters, anyway. ((It's really complicated, Zaf. Eventually it'll make sense.))
#ChaseForBook9
*the air around her becomes stark cold, chilling her bare arms, and her shaky breath comes out in clouds*
((No, you don't scare me, Zaf. XD I'm just distant, doing stuff.))
#ChaseForBook9
*don't
#ChaseForBook9
*she feels a presence behind her, heavy, intimidating*
You're all alone, Adrasdos Dark. What's worse is that you decided to hide here
*The voices begin to scream at her*
(oh, i so love your plots. they make mine seem so small...)
(K so long as Niccolò isn't dead i kinda wanna see him during break I hope
Ravel: I don't know...
Alexis: Mom?
*walks over to everyone looking at Ari and picking up Olivia*
Olivia: Momma?
*quietly* I got you.
((Nothing is small, and nothing insignificant, Snow. Ever.))
(( i know. and i'm still working on it. you lot will love it... i hope...))
*the temperature turns southward, and she huddles in a ball on her side, listening to them, silently crying, and unmoving as the darkness within her settles in, like an old friend*
You are a murderer.
Ashamed of you.
You killed me
You sadistic-
-Murderous-
-Slaughterer!
You killed my son, you bitch!
Whore!
Traitor of your own kind!
Left us to die-
Couldn't save my family-
We trusted you!
You did this, Mother-
Pathetic daughter-
Evil sister-
*she stared, listening to them scream*
(:O adra)
((Of course! How can we not?))
((:O snow))
(( this is addictive:
http://adarkroom.doublespeakgames.com/
XD))
((My link isn't working...?))
((Gah))
(( D: too bad. look up a dark room game on google.))
((Okay...))
(( XD ))
(( I'm on a phone..))
(( i guessed as much ))
((It isn't working on my phone. I'll do it later))
*she voices draw closer*
No....
((So my grandmothers cats have a love interest. The darker black cat is in love with the light cat. He watches her all the time and always lets her eat first and cuddles her and she's like "wtf are yu" and AWWWW))
(( awww))
((Yes.
Nikola Tesla in cat form, dare I say))
(( XD ))
*there's a crack, and her side becomes sore* *she doesn't make a sound, and just looks ahead*
*a boot hits her side, then one hits her face* *she turns over*
No..*she doesn't move*
(I love Coco :/ ))
((can you chase,
the fi-i-ire away?
:') ))
*the assaults stop, but the shouts don't, as more voices join, more lives she affected- destroyed because of her own decisions*
*she feels herself being lifted, then places on a stone slab* *she curls into a foetal position, her arms wrapped around her knees*
(( you know what would be real dramatic there adra? one voice calling out quietly about the good adra has done. just thinking here, ignore me if you wish))
((Well, it's hell, really..))
*the stench of stale blood permeates the space she is lying in, of iron and death*
( like i said, ignore me if you wish :) ))
((Right... Well, that was a good decision, but everything is already mapped out.. Appreciate the suggestion, though))
(( *hugs fabi* you okay?))
(Fabi!!))
((Yeah, I'm fine. Are you?))
#ChaseForBook9
((God! I missed what she said :/))
((Why what?))
#ChaseForBook9
(( -.- dont go deleting comments on me missy. *hugs* i hope you're okay. ))
((I would hug you, Fabi- but I hug you a lot. But the misfortune that troubles you- I hope it passes. ))
((I might be leaving in a few as well so... MSD))
((I didn't say anything...?))
#ChaseForBook9
((I told you, I'm fine.))
((Okay...))
#ChaseForBook9
((Snow...if something bothers her, do not try to guilt her into spilling..))
(( i'm not. i just... if you say something, you shouldn't pretend you didn't if someone read it. ))
((and i need to go anyway...
bye))
((Well, excuse me.))
#ChaseForBook9
(Right... I'm not entirely sure what just occurred.
I regret having to leave you alone, Fabi, but I need to sleep. *hugs* Sleep well- talk to you tomorrow))
((Bye, all.))
((hugs))
((Sorry for the disruption I appear to have caused.))
((And it's okay, I'm not alone. There are six of me who aren't dead yet, if you look at things chronologically))
((In other words, I'm gonna go write now.))
((Wbd if anyone appears later.))
#ChaseForBook9
(( hi fab... if you're still around...
sorry about before... i was just looking for an excuse to yell at someone... *hugs*))
There is never a good excuse to yell at someone, Snow.
Tut, tut, tut...
hey ducklez.
Hello Miss Penguine...
...IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME!
no. my real name is snow stormberg... *looks worriedly at duck*
Oh, that makes... sense...
Well....
How are you this fine afternoon???
i am dead. *dies*
I haven't commented in millennia...
Okay fine. Months.
But there have been reasons for that.
Brilliant reasons.
Like the tragic death of my beloved laptop.
And such.
Anyway, I'm back now, and the cover is awesome!
Hi people!
Are we still doing the #ChaseForBook9 thing?
yep... which reminds me i need to put it back in my name...
oh, and,HI! have we met??
HELLI SHAIDA!!!
I DO NOT believe we have met.
I am Duck. *bows*
I'm sorry about your laptop, I'm sure it had it comeing to him...
You can still do #ChaseForBook9 but most of us keep forgetting and we are all fairly certain that Derek has noticed.
I have absolutely no idea.
I'm terrible with names! So if we've met, I might remember you as the dude(tte) who said something-r-other, but the name "Snow the Penguin" doesn't mean anything to me.
I remember Jubi, though! And Fabi (duh). And probably a few other people.
Anyway, I'm Shai. Nice to meet you!
#ChaseForBook9
Hi Duck!
Eh, we probably haven't, then?
*Bows in return*
Whatever, then!
kay. :)
you might know me as:
snow
snow stormberg
lonleysnow
Lonleysnow sounds vaguely familiar, but it could be a total coincidence! XD
XD
well, anyway, nice to meet you!
Do you have a whole blog dedicated to Jubi???
XD nice going duck. WE FOUND YOU OUT!!!
Ditto!
Ah, that! I was trying to impersonate her at one point. It was fun, but really confusing for the innocent bystanders! xP
So, ya. That's a replica(ish!) of her blog.
lol.
so that was you. i was around for that.
What now?
Yup, that was me!
idk.
wbd
K!
*Randomly tacklehugs YOU*
LET'S START A BLOG PARTY!!!!
I HAVEN'T SEEN A BLOG PARTY BEFORE SO LETS MAKE HISTORY!!!
We need a song.
Who liked One Direction?
Yeah, me neither...
DOWN WITH NO D!!!
Uh, I like One Direction, thank you very much.
I'm not obsessed with them the way some people are, but I'd really prefer it if you didn't go around hating them in my presence. I mean, I do have a flamethrower. And for the duck that's already on fire, I have a water balloon.
Understood? *Creepy smile*
WOOO! I LIKE YOU ALREADY!!!
death threats always warm me up to someone. :)
I mean, you can like whatever bands you like, none of my beeswax, but "displayyyying your opinnnnnion just to make a point" is a bit rude.
Just saying.
C'mon, it wasn't that mean to 1D.
And also I'm a duck, water doesn't effect ducks too much
I LIKE YOU TOO, SNOW!
I'll try my best to remember your name.
TREEEES!!! *starts random ninja-attacking trees*
Whatever!
I don't want to make a big point out of this. I stated my opinion. Done!
What about spaghetti sauce? Or explosives? I'll find something. Probably!
Now, for the party.
*Throws balloons, like, everywhere*
EEEEEEEK IT'S A NINJA
WHOOOOOOOOOP
BALLOONS!!!
*jumps up and down heaps*
WOO HOO!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*Inflates a giant balloon, then let's it go*
BALLOON GOES PPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
BALLOOOOONNNNNNZZZZZZ
*starts randomly raping*
this is a party
and it sure aint arty
bloglandians are cool,
so we even chat in school
WHOOOT
*ties a few thousand balloons to the roof*
*building starts to float in the air*
AIN'T NO PARTY LIKE A FLOATING PARTY 'CAUSE A FLOATING PARTY DON'T STOP!!!!
-until all the air goes out
lol
WHOOOO!!! FIRST!!!
I DEDICATE THIS PAGE TO OUR AWESOME FLOATING PARTY!!!
AND TO CAPS LOCK!!!
...
Right.
YAY BALLOONS AND FLOATING AND CAPS LOCK
WOOOOOOO!
CAPS LOCK!!!!
CAPS LOCK IS AWESOME!!!
AND THE FLOATING PARTY, WOOO!!!
*INSTEAD OF RAISING GLASS, RAISES THE ROOF INSTEAD!*
Hello?
#ChaseForBook9
*Looks up at where the roof was*
Well, that's dramatic! XD
FABI
Why are you a snake?
FABIII
JOIN OUR FLOATING PARTY!!
Um, I actually can't stay.
Sorry. Bye!
#ChaseForBoook9
I THINK I SCARED HER OFF!
Oh, bye then!
Actually, it was probably me, Snow...
NA, ME. I WAS GOING OFF AT HER EARLIER!
AWWW, BYE FABI!
AT LEAST YOU GOT TO SEE THE FLOATING PARTY...
*BURST INTO THE NUTBUSH*
YEAH, NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS!!
DUN DUN DUN DUN
DOING SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING!
DUN DUN DUN DUN
OH, NUTBUSH!!
OH, NUTBUSH!
DUN DUN DUN *CLAP*
XD
LOLOLOL
*Shrugs*
I might have to leave soon. Mom's glaring at me like Shaida-Neverlyss-you-should-get-off-that-computer-now-young-lady-and-finish-your-biology-homework.
Whatsit?
XD
my parents always look at me like that
HEY, BUDABUDABOODBEDBADABEDA
SUMASMADOMABANSUMASANAMACARRNA
AH MACARENNADOONADINSOOMADEEN
EH, MACAREENA!!!!
When I dance they call me macarena
and the boys they say that I´m buena
they all want me, they can´t have me
So they all come and dance beside me
move with me jam with me
and if your good i take you home with me
A la tuhuelpa legria macarena
Que tuhuelce paralla legria cosabuena
A la tuhuelpa legria macarena Eeeh, macarena
source: http://www.lyricsondemand.com/
And I'm gone!
Nice meeting you!
BYEEEE
BYE SHAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NICE PARTY-ING WITH YOU!!!
I G2G TOO DUCKLEZ!! BYEEEE
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