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the marvel of marvels...
the paperback cover of paperback covers...
The Maleficent Seven!!!
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Look it up in google images...it's, er. Interesting. Unless I'm mistaken, it's "the knight"))
@Lantern: :( Fours!
#ChaseForBookNine
I ded to me getting a the guy I like to start reading SP because of my blog.
I ded to Derek and hope he's doing well on writing the book (not killing off too many characters)
Finally, I ded to Sherlock coming back on the 1st of January
*raises glass* Hear hear
Sorry, the internet died . . .
Hello again!
Hear, hear!
#ChaseForBookNine
Welcome back, Star
Brb guys, may be back sometimes but probs not.
Wbd.
Alright..
Its so weird thinking I have an iPhone...sorry I'm in the car and all
Hey Zaf! :)
My friend just got the new iPhone. She has it out at every opportunity she gets. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
It is a handy device to have
@Adra: I think it's more the symbolicness of what you have, and how . . . it's like, an iPhone becomes this expensive thing that is really good, and when you get it, it's hard for your brain to compute that you have one . . . but it is a very handy device to have, yes. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
That's how I feel when I go places- I can't believe I'm there
I've also realised that I don't get excited about things anymore.
@Adra: Aw. :(
But I think you do.
Just not as excited about the same things.
#ChaseForBookNine
I don't believe it when I meet my blogfriends. :)
I really want to meet you all, though . . . I should make a list of people I need to meet. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Alright...
And I have a list of people I ought to meet
How can a heartbeat beat so in love?
I gave someone like you all my love
I can sit here all day, just writing your name
I'll sleep under the rain, you can call me and say
How can a heartbeat be so lost?
I gave someone like you all my love
I can sit here all day, just writing your name
I'll sleep under the rain, you can call me insane
You're my obsession (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
You're my obsession (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
*hugs Mara*
@Adra: We need to meet. :)
Gtg, rockclimbing. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi Mara *hugs*
We do, Star. Buh-bye! *hugs*
((:0 who was that ..))
Hello.
Oh.
Hi...
#ChaseForBook9
((Hello you two! *hugs*))
Hey Adra! Hey Fabi! How are you both?
Alright- going to frolic the beach soon enough
Hi Adra, Dragona.
The deleted comment was me, by the way.
#ChaseForBook9
You okay?
And I figured..
Tomorrow, all being well, I'll be doing a Mass Effect/Assassin's Creed video, which I'll be posting on my blog - again all being well.
I'm as okay as I usually am, at any rate...
#ChaseForBook9
Knowing me there'll be a catastrophic failure of everything electronic.
((Good luck, then, Dragona
Okay Fabi))
Well, hopefully that won't be the case!
Wbd, rewriting a big part of my story-thing...
#ChaseForBook9
I know what I'll be doing. I'll do a level on ME3's multiplayer to show you that Banshees are HORRIBLE things, and will purposely run into one so I get killed by it pushing a hand through my Quarian's stomach.
Then on Assassin's Creed I'll go to Havana and annoy some soldiers.
Okay... Wbd/ MSD for a bit as well
Ah.
#ChaseForBook9
ALOHA
*is at rockclimbing*
Msd.
There's only three of us this week. It's a really friendly atmospherw and we're getting loads of climbing done. It's jepicness. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
[hugs Starararawr]
#ChaseForBook9
We've been having very interesting conversations. About the irrelevance of school and that. Might rant about it in the future. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
HI FABI! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Star! How are you?
I was THIS close to kiss Andy Biersack in my dream but mum had to wake me up. So bloody close...
*kissing
Who is Andy Biersack?
I walk into the club, I'm like
'What up, I got a big... pen!'
Hi lol
Hey Emerald! How are you?
Hey Dragona, not too bad, hows about yourself??
I'm fine, thanks. ^^
You did not just ask who Andy is...
Actually he asked about half an hour ago *said in a nasally, pretentious voice*
Hola
Yeah, I know. I had to has breakie.
Of course :3
I was... Er... Being satirical. Kinda. I'm not quite sure
My dad broke pipes at home he legit broke a water pipe
Adra, Zaf, do you not believe that Emerald's going through what she claims?
Why ask here?
Because I do. Emerald doesn't strike me as a wonderful woman who would wake up in the morning as go, "Hey! I'm going to go say that I overdosed or tried to kill myself to see their reaction!"
Em wouldn't do that.
No one in their right mind would do that.
Imagine if you lost the love of your life. They were there and next thing you knew, you were saying goodbye while he was laying in a coffin. You can't stay strong. Anyone who claims they can, they're lying. Em can't stand all by herself. She needs us. Your disbelief if her story is NOT helping. She needs everyone's support because she's falling.
Why the Hell shouldn't I ask here?!
I really don't want to justify myself to anyone, but her. This is an issue between me and her. That's it. Please don't patronize me, I haven't reasons to believe what I believe.
Because this isn't a public matter.
Well, she's one of the people closest to me and it's something I've picked up on. I'm pretty fucking pissed right now, I'm happy to admit.
Good job.
Well, I've noticed that people don't tend to look up. I've wrote something pretty... Dark. No one saw it. No one at all. It makes you feel pretty damn good when that happens.
Okay then. Be pissed at me. But I know a girl who manipulated people and told stories. This is the internet. As much as I love you all, I've only met Val, and haven't seen half of you.
I said this to Em, I'll say it to you.
To me, you all are still strangers. I learn people and see them and tell if they're lying or not by body behaviors and personal experience. Right now, everyone is just words on a page. I know nothing about you all, just your voice.
So yes.
Go, be mad at me. I probably deserve it.
When Internet is the only means of survival for a person, you can eventually tell the difference in how people wrote on here. I can tell when someone's upset by the way they write.
That girl who manipulated everyone, that doesn't mean that Em's going to do that. One experience? Well, try again.
Apologies, Fabi
Again- I ask not to patronise me. I don't matter. My opinion doesn't. I'm stuck with what I think, and why I think it. Call be a bad person- hate me all you want, but I am not changing
*surprise hugs*
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, fair enough.
But I feel bad for Rose, and for Em. I don't even know you guys, but after what you've been through... Just *hugs*
And hi guys, how are you doing?
Hello, Tia *waves* evening
Hey, Adra!
Can I ask you, and everyone else, what phones you have/are getting this year?
I need a new phone, I've currently got a HTC Wildfire S and it's served me well, but I *really* want a new one, and we can afford it.
And my birthday's December 8th :)
So what should I get? Are iPhones better than say, an S4?
Do I need an S4? The screen seems a bit big?
Should I get a non-Samsung? Maybe another HTC? (I quite like it)
So what are your ideas and phones, which do you prefer?
I have an IPhone 5.. It's a good phone, I'd suggest it, if you like
Okay, how long does the battery hold?
*strolls into this club like whaddup I'm not a rapper*
Hullo.
Is anyone on to have a casual conversation with a distant girl like myself?
Also, do you like my lovely new profile picture?
--->
Er... Well, I keep my screen on the lowest setting, and by then it's about a 5 hr thing.
Idk if they have external batteries available or not...
Hello, Anni- I saw it earlier! It's lovely
Why, thank you.
I made an Oscar one as well, but I rather like this one better.
So I went Black Friday shopping today. Here is what I got, for those who are interested for some reason:
Star Trek: Into Darkness
The Hobbit: Unexpected Journey special edition
Les Miserables
A pair of rather lovely boots
A manservant named Jeffrey
A Monster High doll (for a teenage friend)
A toy horse (for a five-year-old friend)
And a book of wit and wisdom from Oscar Wilde.
Well! Sounds like a fun day! I'm glad you didn't, you know, die
Wait
A MANSERVANT?
Yes. His name is Jeffrey, and he's currently standing beside my desk with a platter of Poptarts.
He's actually very likable and independent. It was lucky I got to the shop early; most of the manservants had already sold out. I passed offer Charlie and Carlos pretty quickly but Jeffrey caught my attention. Something about the eyes.
Anyway, he's mine now.
*over
I think it's probably better, not only for me but for the rest of you, if I take a break.
I'll see you in a few days, most likely.
[hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
Hey, Annika!
Star Trek :D
Though I enjoyed the 2009's Star Trek more.
I would agree with that, Tia.
Oh, goodbye, Fabi!
*waves*
..uh.... Alright Anni? :3
*hugs Fabi* See you then
Bye, Fabi! See you soon...
>:D ***SOON****
I might end up taking him back to the store though. He simply can't make a pineapple upside-down cake properly, and that's a deal breaker.
*sighs*
Still. I got all the rest of the Black Friday, rubbish.
...
I can make you a cake
Reprogram him. Better yet, make him reprogram himself.
I certainly hope you mean make a cake FOR me, not make me INTO a cake.
I've already been turned into cake once and it was not a pleasant experience. Fortunately I was able to escape by leaping off the table and trying to eat the birthday girl.
msd and here is a video on how it's like to be a cake:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bWJu8DvFMk
Also, I looked back a little bit in this comment thread. While I have no wish to revisit that conversation [for I, as you know, am very much a coward and do not at all appreciate confrontation] I would like to reassure you that you need not believe a single word that I type, no matter how fantastically marvelous or cynically depressing it may be.
For instance, you might be fascinated to know that I am currently writing this comment on my laptop while floating over Russia in a blimp.
I could be lying. In fact, I dare say that it is likely that I am.
But I also could be telling the truth.
And isn't it so much more fun to agree with me that I am indeed on a blimp?
I certainly would like to be on a blimp.
Wait,
or AM I?
*dramatic music plays*
Into the vat you go
Er... Yeah... Let's... Not revisit that
I agree.
I also agree that I'm not getting into any vats.
What's a vat?
I'll get you my pretty!
A little distant- playing Apples to Apples
Apples to Apples is one of mankind's greatest achievements.
It's amazing!!
I'm...
Corrupt
Rowdy
Infamous
Yea
So you're the Bonnie half of Bonnie and Clyde.
Yes
You know
Let me go rob some banks *smokes*
I suppose Trip is your Clyde, then.
I don't know what that makes ME though.
:3
I ship it even more now.
You..
Osmosis is..
Batman and Superman
If anything Osmosis is the Joker and Harlyquinn.
YES
YESYYEYSTS HEADCANON
YEA
ONG
Please god yea
HOW IS THAT A HEADCANONABLE THING THOUGH . . .
THATS BEAUTIFUL
I LOVE IT
I LOVE IT
OHMYGOD
OSMOSIS
OS HAIWNQOAIG
I actually drew an Osmosis fan art one day because I was dreadfully bored. It doesn't look all that great, but now I have the feeling I need to draw a JokerxHarlyquinn OscarxPrecocious fan art . . .
By the way, if you're wondering why I haven't been able to do as much role-playing lately, it's merely real-life getting in the way.
I promise I will continue, of course, and finish the story. I won't leave you hanging.
I'll be back in a bit.
I must depart.
Oh. Okay. *waves* until then!! *hugs*
PLOT TWIST: Precocious is the Joker and Oscar is Harlyquinn.
I would accept that too :3
AND EZTER IS EZTER.
:)
Hello.
I'd forgotten how TALKACTIVE I am when I'm in really good moods. O_O
Oh my gosh, my rockclimbing instructor is just one of those people who talks. You know you get those people, and after a short amount of time you know them REALLY well because of the amount of stuff they tell you about their life? That's not a bad thing. It's just a thing that is both good and bad, but really interesting so imo, mostly good. :) I sit next to a girl in French like that. We're not really similar at all. I mean, for other reasons than the talking one. I think she's one of those people who you just really like, except you don't, you just kind of act like you do, except you actually do genuinely like them, so you're sort of convincing yourself, except you're happy to be convinced because you do like them, and you're not entirely sure why you like them, you just kind of do. :)
I really like my rockclimbing instructor, though. And he's been like totally different to me (like, when he was my age and such), and it's really interesting. And stuff. And he says very interesting things. And he's just a really nice person, and he always tries to include people and be nice and stuff, and he teaches us stuff about climbing and stuff, occasionally. Because rockclimbing instructors are more rockclimbing supervisors. :P Like, we can all belay people, but we need an adult holding onto the rope whilst we're climbing because those are the rules. And yes.
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi again Star!
Ezter :)
I would LOVE to take rock climbing!!! That sounds.. Hardcore :)
*not here*
EzCorp is a thing:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/sp.html/ref=aa_olp_u_n_3?a=B000XJS00K&s=A1P2N56WN52ND1
@Adra: Ezter. :)
I'm a bit stuck on my story, because it's a really good place for a Ez-style flashback, and I'm unsure how to do it. :P I've had a few Hunter flashbacks, but it's just Ez flashback time. XD
And . . . rockclimbing is amazing. :) We have a really good climbing centre nearby, which also has a really good skatepark, like the best in the area (O_O), so you get all these people with bikes and skateboards walking through the rockclimbing area all the time.
. . .
That was random.
But anyway. :) Rockclimbing's really good. I've been doing it for . . . five years? :) And a lot of it's technique and stuff, and I think it's really good for balancing as well, and shifting your balance so you can grab this hold, and extraordinarily enough I can't climb trees very well because I'm really scared of falling. XD The ropes . . . they have an outside and then eleven strands inside and each one of those strands can hold your body weight (my rockclimbing instructor tested when he and these other people were taking one apart), so it's really safe and stuffs, and yes.
I like rockclimbing. :)
We got so much climbing done today, I swear. D: There were only three of us. We did about seven walls, and we did . . . well, I did like two climbs on each wall, Shaun did like three (he's really good at climbing. -_- He's older than me, been doing it longer than me, and is considerably stronger than me. Whoo, that rhymed), Jessie did like one on each wall (she was kind of distant), and yes. So I did like . . . thirteen. Because I only did one on this wall. And we did bouldering too. D:
And I did a few walls just feautures, because they were the grey ones near the end, half of which are now yellow rather than grey because they got re-surfaced. :) I love doing walls just features.
Um. Ranting.
I TOLD YOU I GET REALLY TALKACTIVE IN GOOD MOODS.
It does sound hardcore, I guess. :P
#ChaseFOrBookNine
@Tia: What. O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
Quite alright, Star *pinches her cheek*
.. :P take me with youuuuu!
I imagine it would be good with upper body strength. And good for abs
@Adra: Actually, you're MEANT to mostly use your legs, and use your arms mostly for balance . . . BEAR IN MIND NOBODY DOES. The other day, when my rockclimbing instructor was teaching these adults how the rockclimb, there was, conveniently, this really good guy lead climbing on this wall, and my rockclimbing instructor was pointing to him and saying "Look what he's doing, look how he's using his feet", and he was all the time looking at his feet, and he'd only look at his hands once he got his feet up and then straight back to his hands. Shaun says he just tends to rely on upper-body strength and he shouldn't be he does. XD Most people . . . they focus on their hands more. Like, I look for handholds, and then I just kind of shuffle my legs up. I reckon this is partially because your hands are in front of you, looking forwards, and partially because in your day-to-day life, you use your hands for lots of different activities whereas you just kind of subconsciously walk with your legs. But you're meant to use your legs more. And your feet are meant to be really quiet. The best climbers, you can barely hear their feet at all. We had this instructor once, and I was watching her climb this time and I was just like WOAH because she almost looked like she was flying, she was just kind of floating on the walls with her hands and feet kind of smoothly tapping on. O_O Whereas ordinary people like me, you kind of grab with your hands and then thunk your feet on.
And - YOU LIVE TOO FAR AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYY! OTHERWISE I WOULD!!!!!!!!!!!
#ChaseForBookNine
*straight back to his feet
#ChaseForBooknine
Msd. :(
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm a upper body person, I think...
:P
Yeah...
Okay...
I don't really do any sport, apart from rockclimbing. :P
Because like - I didn't do anything when I was younger, and now I can't really do anything, because everyone else started when they were little and are really good at it now.
And I'm kind of like oh.
And in Games at school . . . I'm just kind of with the rubbish people, and now I'm a rubbish person, I'm kind of stuck there. :P
I like it, though, when we do things like play badminton in our garden at home. Well, I like it on the campsite better, because our garden is way too small, and one side gets this long thin rectangle, and the other gets this square that's not as long as us but deeper than us, and the shuttlecock always goes into next door's garden . . . whereas on the campsite, the only risk is that you might hit a car. :) Which I did, once. When the guy who owned it was standing right there. And I just kind of said sorry in English like one of those ignorant British people who don't know any languages. And then I kind of like walked away. XD
. . . And I like playing badminton because we're all pretty rubbish, it's okay if you do badly, there's no urgency, and it's just fun. :)
Like when we did D of E, and me and my friend were saying how we'd really like doing this if we could do it at our own pace and didn't always have to be rushing.
I mean, wouldn't it be nice to just spend a few days walking, stopping whenever you wanted, camping in an apple orchard and sleeping in a tent?
The only problem is when you're so tired and you can't stop because you need to get there on time.
Or when you fall out, but most of the fall-outs happen because of the fact that some people want to go faster and some people need to stop.
And yes.
. . .
Maybe I should go to sleep now. :P I think I'm one of those people who just talks as well. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
You know, I should say about the badminton thing in French . . .
I need to do three French questions before Sunday midnight, and then six more French and six German before Tuesday . . . no, the German before Tuesday, and the French before Tuesday midnight. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
I can't believe I went so many years without knowing I was good at French.
I did French in primary school, and then I've done it right through secondary, and only now, in Year Ten, do I realise I'm good at it. O_O
There's something wrong there.
#ChaseForBookNine
Did you break the car...? :P
And.. When you said "fall out", I thought nuclear
And you're better at French than I am... :3
:P
Hmm... No one appears to be on.
*waves to all who may be lurking*
I'm still here
Unless you're angry with me as well.
Then I can go, if you wish.
*tiptoes in*
Hello...???
Oh!
Hi Em *hugs* Sup?
*hugs comforting* Hi Ads,
I'm okay. You okay?
Helloooo
Late Late Toy Show wasn't that great this year tbh.:/
Anyone up for a rp? I'll stay up for as long as I can x
Okay.
*Fault in our Stars*
Wait.
Comforting me? Or comforting you? Because I feel like it should be I to you.
Or just comforting the world.
If you like, Mara *hugs*
Btw: do you like all the wacky names I do with your name? Because if you don't, I can stop :?
*hugs Em and Adra* Hey :)
I honestly don't mind... I could always go read After. Or write something. Or make edits. Idk.
And wacky names? Like Marsies? I don't mind at all, haha :)
We can, if you want- sure!
And yay! I love making you names, Moorah.
*cuddles
Though a little distant- dinner
Itssocoldbrrrr
Okay :)
I love hearing names you make for me, Ducktape :P
*cuddles back*
Alright:)
You comforting me??
No. Don't.
I'm a big girl, you have more important stuff to worry about in your life.
HAPPY BLACK FRIDAY!!!
I'm proud of myself because after reading the top comments I know what black Friday actually is. :)
Okay Moira
AWH, well that's now sad. But alright then.
Hello, Duck' *hugs*
I finally got the shadows on her face right!
Painting has put me in a much better mood, so I think I can be here now.
If things get dark though, I won't be able to do much. In all likelihood, I'll hug people and disappear. I'm so, so, sorry.
#ChaseForBook9
I want to see your paintings, Fabi!!
Unless... You know... You're one of those private artists that doesn't like to share. Then, I hope it looks good!
Hi again, though! *chibi- waves*
(I absolutely, 100% CANNOT stay on past nine, so any role-playing I do I intend to be semi-casual.)
*swinging on the creepy abandoned swing set*
*as she so often is*
I said I wasn't going to disappear, and... *facepalm*
I'm trying to write a Harralie chapter, so mbd. *hums*
*hugs Fabibibibibubbles*
*throws a pie at the Doctor*
(Harralie!!!! *hugs* bbz))
*ducks*
*narrowly avoids the pie*
Stars above, Adra!
Last time we met on this playground, we broke each others' noses.
And now you're throwing pie?
I actually like sharing my paintings, especially with the people I paint (then again, I paint people from my dance studio, avoiding the people I don't like!)
Remind me again in a month or two, when I've finished it!
#ChaseForBook9
[hugs Mara and screams about Harralie]
#ChaseForBook9
*sighs*
*hops off swing*
*climbs into the back of the van*
I'm going to watch the telly.
*plops herself down in front of the massive flat-screen TV in the back of the van*
*turns it on*
*begins flipping through channels*
OH AND I'VE GOT A NEW OBSESSION
Tich :))))
And she has a song called Obsession lmao
She only has a few original songs though :/ but she's really good at singing and it's bouncy and poppy and ah she's adorabubbles <3
*click*
Craig Ferguson: HAS THERE BEEN A MURRRRRDER?
*click*
Shawn Spencer: Hello. My name is Shawn Spencer, and this is my partner, Hummingbird Saltalamacia.
*click*
Newscaster: We take you now to a shocking live broadcast from the headquarters of the Evil League of Evil . . .
*click*
Some Girl: And now, the weather!
Wait . . .
What?
*flips back one channel*
I haven't been able to pin point what's been wrong with me the past couple of months. But I think I have finally figured it out.
I'm mourning my friends.
I'm grieving for what we once had with one another. Skype calls till 1 in the morning, crazy and bizarre and fun role plays till god knows when, for days on end sometimes. Every little thing reminding me on the blog. And then when Dublin Daes was just starting out, what goofballs everyone was towards it. I still have all the comments saved.
I guess I'm just missing the good days we have and really am sad that in the space of a year, we just aren't what we were. And I kind of envy the newbies because they weren't there to have something to miss.
But just know, that you will always be my best friends. My crazy bunch of Dublin Daes goofballs, Late night Skype chatters and fantasy, world defining fellow adventurers.
*throws another pie at Anni*
Okay, Fabi! Thanks! *hug*
*stares at the screen*
*shocked and surprised*
*as Oscar Neurotic straightens his blazer and launches into a speech about how he's stolen Canada and ransoming it off to the highest bidder*
*or something*
*she's not sure quite what she's talking about*
*she's too busy staring at the secretary next to him*
Who . . . who is that?
Who is she?
*points at the screen*
I don't recognize her.
Adra, who the hell is that woman?
*looks a little distressed*
I miss it as well- I remember I left the blog for you, Zaf, Flame, Gep, and NJ. I loved it. Y'all were "my crew". I miss those days. But... Life happens. New traditions can be made as well. *hugs tightly*
Blame school..
*pats The Doctor* That's what happens when you don't go on dates like I said you should
----Oscar's penthouse is cleaner than a NASA spacecraft, as always, and the secretary looks very out of place. She has red hair, a very tight leather jacket, and a very short skirt.
And as Oscar's making his speech, he keeps shooting her looks.
And she keeps looking at him.----
Oscar: And . . . and that is why America needs to cave and send the Evil League of Evil 3.2 trillion dollars in ransom money, because without Canada, who do they have to bully?
*looks over at the secretary*
*and smiles slyly*
Isn't that right, Trish?
Trish: You're always right, Oscar.
*another sly smile*
Oscar: Well, that's our pitch.
*stands up*
*puts arm around Trish's waist*
Trish: *puts arm around Oscar's shoulders*
Oscar: This message was paid for by the Evil League of Evil.
*the program changes*
. . .
I don't blame anything or anyone.
People grow up, we move on. Even the thought of making new traditions and doing new things to try and replace the old ways are too much for people.
So I just give up asking.
Its better to let you all get on with your lives anyway.
(I . . .
I'm new. I love Blogland. I know that so much has happened and that's the sort of thing that cannot be reclaimed. But they're still there. And sometimes . . . sometimes we have to grow up. And growing up . . .
Listen carefully because I will not say it again . . .
. . . absolutely SUCKS.)
It's the internet... Theoretically: if the six of us got on a call together again, would you feel as if it were the same?
*whispers* Triscar
(Don't jinx it.
But I can promise that Trish will be coming back . . .
. . . maybe she'll be a bigger character than you think . . .)
. . .
. . .
*kicks open the door to the van*
*storms back to the playground*
*and swings*
*aggressively*
*pokes Doctor*
You shoulda tapped that
http://harralie.blogspot.ie/2013/11/little-black-dress-chapter-one.html
Chapter One is kind of short, but eh.
Y-you are a JUVENILE.
*angrily looks away*
I do not care about Trish.
Trish is . . . is just . . .
I do not CARE!
*aggressively swings*
On it, Mara
*raises her hands* You're just envious of her. I'm just your subconscious
A
*mouth drops open*
Envious?
I'm not envious.
*looks very very distressed*
*and obviously trying to hide it*
There's nothing to be envious of at all. What in the world would I be . . . be envious of!?
. . .
And what do you mean you're my subconscious!?
I think you're just trying to prove your point.
But that's the thing Adra, we'll never get the 6 of us on a call anymore.
Anyway, I'll stop now and leave you all to your roleplay.
Thanks for listening.
Osmosis is canon
You just don't know it
For don't want to.
You can't lie to me
(I dedicate this post to John and Hank Green, Tobuscus, Venturion, Pewdiepie, Alex Day, Rhett and Link, and all the rest.)
I don't know how to help? I mean, I would love to keep skyping- but... My schoolwork. I apologise, but new ways have to be found.
((Even Pewds?))
There . . . is NOTHING to be jealous of.
*is trying to be very firm about this*
Oscar is . . . is Oscar. Oscar is Oscar.
There's nothing to be jealous of.
. . .
. . .
. . .
*finally snaps*
Besides, there's no reason why a man like Oscar would fall for a whore like Trish!
*stops*
*shocked*
*and covers her mouth as if that helps take it back*
(I am not a fan of Pewdiepie, but I felt he needed to be included in the list.
I consider myself Annibuscus, thank you very much.)
(I am in the fandom of darkness then redness then whiteness.)
TOBY
((I'm a NANNERS fan, and Toby :3))
DOCTOR IS IN LOVEEW
OSMOSIS
((My ex-uncle just said Osmosis. I began to have a heart attack))
I have never, am not, and will never be, in love with Oscar Neurotic.
*angrily stands up and begins to pace*
And I don't have to listen to . . . to you talk like that. I have SOME semblance of dignity.
I will NOT all myself to fall to pieces because of some woman I have never met, who . . . who was touching a man that I have no feelings for.
(I am very proud of the fact that I have ruined an ordinary biological term for you forever.)
YOU LIAR
*looks sharply at Adrasdos*
I
beg
your
pardon?
*Liam, Zayn and Mara teleport into Blogland*
Mara: Just another month, and then I'm getting married. Not even a month. About twenty eight days. *sighs happily*
Zayn: I can't believe my little Maralie is getting married to my little Harold... *squeezes Mara's cheeks*
Liam: I'm really happy for you both, Mara. *looks down at the ground*
Zayn: Mara, please excuse us for a second. *grabs Liam's wrist and drags him a few metres away*
Mara: Oh, okay... *watches, then teleports into the 1DHouse*
Liam: Zayn...
Zayn: Liam... You still have feelings for Mara, don't you. *states*
Liam: I don't know.
Zayn: I'll take that as a yes.
Liam: Please don't.
Zayn: Li, you can't go on like this. I mean... at least tell her you have feelings for her? At least it won't be eating you inside.
Liam: Zayn, that's not how it works.
Zayn: Well, that's certainly what happened with Perrie and I.
Liam: But I don't want to break Mara and Harry up, my God no! That will... make things awkward between us. *shuffles awkwardly*
Zayn: *sighs* Whatever you want, man.
((HARRALIE :3))
*cough*
You can lie to yourself, but not to me.
You
Lovehim
((oh my god Meera
The plot thickens
(Ohhh Adra, my friend, try being a little . . . creative.
You won't often get a chance to make Precocious talk about this. It's a touchy subject.
She won't say she's in love.
You would have to trick her, somehow.)
You don't know what you're talking about, Adra.
I don't love him, and I never have.
Let . . . let Trish have him. I don't care. I don't care!
There is NOTHING to be jealous of.
*paces aggressively*
(And I'm not just doing this to give people something to fangirl over. This, I guarantee, will become important to the plot.)
Triscar.
Pretty bangin'...
To be honest, you sound like you're convincing yourself. You're pacing. Angrily.
Let me just call him. *picks up her phone*
*stops suddenly*
*looks aghast*
You . . . you're going to do WHAT!?
(Adra? Art thou still playingth?)
(It's alright I supposeth if thou is not. I must needs log out at the hour of nine, so . . .)
(Neverthelesseth . . .)
(NOO))
(Ah! There thou art!)
Tobuscus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RlhZuZOYawE&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Good night, I really enjoyed reading the previous comments :)
(Goodnight, Tia!
And Adra, no, though art not playingth, or no, I ought not to leaveth?)
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