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«Oldest ‹Older 4401 – 4600 of 4971 Newer› Newest»I'm calling him. *types in a number*
((...would I know his #, anyway?))
((Night Tia!
No I was messing with my face. I'm here)
(He is the CEO of the League, and the League's number is 555-666-0010. That would send you to his personal secretary.
Which would be Trish.)
*looks panicked*
*then her face becomes a blank mask*
*as if she plays a lot of poker*
*which she does*
. . . W-why are you calling him?
Haaaaaarrrraaaaalllllliiiireeeee
#ChaseForBook9
*waits for someone to pick up*
I'm making a point.
*the phone buzzes for a moment*
*then a soft, feathery female voice*
*with a slight Southern accent*
Trish: Good morning. Evil League of Evil. How may I help you?
*throws on her own Southern, slow drawl* heyyyyy. This is Caitlyn Dawn, I'm lookin' for Oscar Neurotic?
Trish: *smiles broadly*
*even though "Caitlyn" can't see it"
Awh, are you his ten o'clock?
Perfect. I'll go get him.
*sets the phone down*
*in the background, Adra can hear her yell "Oscarrrrr" in a very sweet voice*
Trish: Oscarrrr! Oscar, darling, your ten o'clock is on the line.
Oscar: Why, thank you.
*picks up the phone*
Oscar Neurotic, evil overlord, speaking.
Oscar darlin! It's Caitlyn Dawn, and I require your service..
((MSD!!))
(Okay.)
Oscar: Mmmhmmm?
Trish: Well, I assure you, if you require a super villain for ANYTHING at all, Oscar is the best in the business.
Oscar: Awh.
*clearly embarrassed*
*coughs*
How may the League and/or my humble self serve you today, Ms. Dawn?
*watching Adra with great agitation*
*she can't hear what's happening on the line*
I need ya to have a visit for me... I appear to have a good guy infestation..
Oscar: Ah. Yes, that can sometimes happen in neighborhood with high rates of vigilante justice and bored billionaires. Trish, can you fetch me the Gotham file?
Trish: Absolutely.
Oscar: Alright, we can send over one of our best me, if you like. But it won't be cheap.
*men
(I AM stalking you just distant
(*thumbs up*
Zafira! I didn't see you there! Welcome.)
Don't worry...
We've got the dead body of Doctor Precocious for a trade
*something crashes violently*
Trish: Are you alright?
Oscar: . . .
Trish: Um . . .
You knocked over a lamp . . .
Oscar: . . .
. . .
Miss . . . Miss, um . . . Dawn, was it . . .
*begins to laugh very shakily*
I'm afraid you . . . MUST be mistaken . . . you see, had Doc- Miss Precocious been terminated we . . . we would have received . . . some sort of word . . .
*voice is shaking slightly*
Trish: Oscar, darling . . .
Oscar: Please, not now. Now while I'm conversing with Miss Dawn.
Who CANNOT have the dead body of Miss Precocious.
I does not make SENSE.
Check the records.
Trish: But-
Oscar: CHECK THE RECORDS.
(I may suddenly disappear at any moment, I must warn you.)
I can assure you sweetie, she's right here. In the flesh
((K))
Oscar: . . .
Oscar: . . .
Oscar: . . . prove it.
Trish: Who is this woman?
Oscar: Do you hear me, Dawn?
Prove.
It.
Come down here and see it, honey.
((Ooooh that was so clever, Adra))
#ChaseForBook9
((I try to be :3 hello!))
Oscar: I . . .
*voice shaking with anger*
I am the CEO of the greatest criminal empire the world has ever known. I am, at this moment, one of the most valuable people on earth.
Do NOT think that I will listen to ANYTHING you have to say, because either this is some sick joke, or you've killed one of the best monster hunters in the entire . . .
*takes a deep breathe*
I will NOT "come down here and see it."
Prove you are not lying to me.
Prove it.
You're brilliant.
Seriously.
#ChaseForBook9
(I'm going to have to go in five minutes. Would you like to continue this next time we're online together?)
(Because this is too good to just abandon.)
She didn't scream.
She said your name, too hun.
Watching you guys makes me wanna roleplay....
But to do what??
Oscar: She . . .
She what?
She said what?
((I'm also very tempted, Em. Hm...))
#ChaseForBook9
((YES!))
((*hugs Fabi*
Ta
I'm so sorry Ari but I might suddenly disappear..
She said.
Your name.
That how much she hates you, she regrets not finishin yer argument. Your fight.
She'll miss ye
((That's fine- no need for apologies, Adra.))
#ChaseForBook9
((I knowwwww
But
YOU KNOW
It's been killing me))
You and me have never roleplayed before Ari... Just saying.
Yeah, we haven't. Well, I have two characters at my disposal. Shall we start something?
#ChaseForBook9
You know,
Sometimes I wish I could
Do something
Change something
Make a difference
Play my part
Sometimes I wish I could
Be someone
Help someone
Make things better
At least a bit
Sometimes I wish I could
Be important
Do important things
If you want to talk
I'll listen
If you want a hug
I'm always here
But in the end
In the end I'm just as helpless
As everyone else in this world
I, too am swept around by the storm
I don't care
And yet I care too much
Who am I?
#ChaseForBook9
You are important, Fabi, and you've done a lot of making things a bit better.
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah, I'm sure I have characters to spare...
Oh I do!!! Leo and Drew's kids.
After you m'lady lol
Okay. So... I'm supposed to be doing Elder-y stuff, but I'm probably in my cabin in the woods instead, leafing through paintings and blueprints. Samantha is probably either doing something in the Sanctuary or trying to make friends in Blogland.
#ChaseForBook9
*Leo arrives outside Aretha's cabin. He knocks on the door with the base of his crutch, not sure if she can help him or what can be done.*
I join? Wait no sorry not allowed i bet
[hugs Ari]
Thanks...
I just...
I hate being surrounded by hatred and not being warm enough to melt the ice.
[Watches the roleplay]
[Really wants to join, but probably shouldn't]
[Still has my Para plot and my dreamworld plot that both need concluding]
#ChaseForBook9
*hears a knock on the door and drops her thick pile of papers* *races halfway up the ladder, then stops for a few seconds to wipe away her tears and slow her breathing* *she probably looks like a mess anyway* *climbs the rest of the way up and runs to the door, opening it tentatively* Hello.
#ChaseForBook9
*Lorcan hobbles to the bottom of a treehouse, trying to keep his crutches steady in the grass. He looks up and takes a breath.*
Lorcan: Lexi??
((Hey Zaf.))
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: I'm here! *smiles*
(Hey Ari Em and Coco lurking in Ari's head)
*Leo smiles small at Aretha before fixing his weight properly back onto the crutch*
Leo: Hi Aretha, I'm sorry to bother you but you're like one of these Elder people and I just need to talk to you about something. Is now a bad time??
*suddenly realizes who it is* Leo! Oh, I'm sorry- where are my manners? Come in, please. *holds the door open* How are you?
#ChaseForBook9
*Lorcan smiles as he sees Alexis looking down on him*
Lorcan: Well I'm hardly getting up into that treehouse babe *laughs*
*Leo slowly makes his way into the cabin*
Leo: Ah well as can be expected, still walking. Well hobbling *chuckles* How are you? You look exhausted Aretha.
Alexis: *comes down smiling* Hey there crazy (i may be slightly distant im in the car
Lorcan: Crazy?? What do you want me to stay in the bed until I'm driving insane altogether.
*Leans in and kisses Alexis while trying not to fall over off his crutches*
Alexis: *kisses back placing an arm around him to help steady him*
((Fabi... Jeez... Between you, Precocious, and Adra recently, everyone's feels will be so broken... I've really got to step up my game...))
#ChaseForBook9
Lorcan: Can we go and sit somewhere?? My legs are still killing me.
(Ari dont you dare it hurts enough Niccolò is missing :( I miss my scholarly friend A LOT)
Alexis: Course. Come on *takes hand and leads to the lake by the bench that now is there* They built that my mom and dad...
((Right- I almost forgot... I already have something laid out. All things in good time, I suppose.))
#ChaseForBook9
(I'm sad though I actually miss freaking him out with a hug or something, yeah I sound insane. Ah well
*Lorcan slowly sits down and stretches his legs out in front of him. He winces slightly*
Lorcan: You stopped visiting me Lexi, why?
Alexis: *sits beside him* A lot happened...my mother needed all her Sensitives because of the whole Mevolent is back and....it just was a legit mess. I barely slept for a while and when I wasn't working I took care of Liv since my mom and Ravel were so occupied
(( HELLO PEOPLE!! how's life? those of you who have read my parody: what did you think?? and... *plots evil schemes*
*Adra sits on the phone* I told you to leave it. You demolished my lab
((Oh dear...))
((Yes, well, my entire short story (it's like eight pages long, so it's more than a "chapter." Deal with it! XD) is like that, except for the parts that aren't...))
#ChaseForBook9
*she hisses* Give my Dragons back, then.
...
OF COURSE! I WENT TO HELL
NO
YOU BURIED ME ALIVE ARE YOU NOT DONE?
*Lorcan shuffles slightly*
Lorcan: I thought you forgot about me Alexis...
(( hmm... i think i may just ghost for a bit to work out whats going on...))
((Hi Snow!))
#ChaseForBook9
((Okay Snow))
*she growls* fuck. Off. Then.
Alexis: I would never forget you Lorcan. *kisses cheek*
You've stolen my home.
I went to hell and figured some things out and YOU NEED TO STOP
(( you know, with all your amazing plots on, i think mine is kinda drowned out... :-/ ah well, we'll see if you take notice... *evil smile*))
*Lorcan unsteadily stands and starts to head back to the hospital*
Lorcan: I'll... i'll talk to you later Lexi.
(This is where I must depart my lovelies. I shall see you tomorrow xx)
(( bye em))
((Night love!))
(Bai Em Zaffy shall be distantlyhere
Greetings
(( JUBIIII!!! HIII!!! check out my bloggggg!! ))
((Night, Em! [hugs]))
#ChaseForBook9
SNOW!!!!! HAI!!! OKAY!!! *supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
(( :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD ))
((Hello Jubi-bean!))
#ChaseForBook9
FABI!!!!!! *supermegatacklehugsofdoom* HAAII!!
LOVE IT, SNOW!
Wbd
(( OKAYYYYYYYYYY JUBIII))
*she frowns*
Leave it.
*she shuts her phone and sighs*
*she glances out the window to the rock in the ground, marking a grave*
I don't want to go...
#ChaseForBook9
(( did... did you just..? fabi, you are amazing...))
Fabi...Pease tell me you were not intentionally quoting David Tennant
((Quote Ten and then burst into tears? Yeah.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Fabi no))
((I was watching his regeneration and some other emotional scenes from stuff to get myself in the right mindset for what I'm currently writing...!))
#ChaseForBook9
i could do so much more...
even if you weren't intentionally quoting the 10th doctor... :')
DAMMIT FABI! AND I WAS HAVING SUCH A GOOD DAY
((Sorry...))
#ChaseForBook9
ALL THE PAINFUL MEMORIES *sobs*
:) whatever you're doing, i can't wait to read it fab!
It's ok Fabi *pats on the head* we still love you.
Just not when you do that.
xP jk
*she cleans*
*she curses, picking up remnants of glasses and ware, chemicals spilled*
*her lip wobbles but she bites itI
*pops next to Adra* watchya doooin?
[hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
...I'm cleaning my lab. It was raided and demolished.
And...
They stole the dragons.
...they killed Dimka
Oh...
Oh god...
(( *gasps* ADRA, NOOO!!!! NOT THE CUTE FOX!!!))
Yeah. I was hiding in hell. They broke in, buried me alive, and come back to find this mess
:'(
#ChaseForBook9
((You ought to know me by now, Fabi *wink*))
But... Why?
(( look at us, all evil maniacs in the making...))
I've been expelled from my seat as Grand Mage. They want it permanent
*Ravel and I walk into Blogland both of us look exhausted*
I told you just because I'm on the Supreme Council does not mean I know every detail of the world! Last time I spoke to any Grand Mage on the Council was a few days ago
Ravel: Zaf, you need to take a deep breath my love. You're freaking out
(( g2g... dont be too evil while i'm away... *eyes people wearily* bye *huggles all* *disappears*))
((Bye Snow *hugs*))
*nods, sweeping some glass off and pouring acids and bases where need be*
((Bye Snow...))
((Can't promise...!))
#ChaseForBook9
*she cleans*
*And cleans*
*And cleans*
I'm worried about my own skin
Ravel: He won't touch you.
*sighs* Look I reallu am afraid-
Ravel: Together we do not need to worry *pulls closer* Hush
*she ties up the loose electrical wires where she can- re-mending the cracked ground where need be, putting out fires wherever they are*
*she sweeps and cleans, over and over in a droning repetition*
As you wish
Ravel: good now rest we both need it
No i'm fine
Ravel: *keeps close* treehouse?
Mmhmm *shadow-walks inside* aaah
Ravel: Go on *lets go smirking*
Whaaat? *skips to room
((I assume you're leaving, Zaf?))
Ravel: *lays beside as the happy couple fall asleep together exhausted*
(Yeah me sleep i tired
((Bye Zaf.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Goodnight))
*she eventually finds herself a section of floor, and sitting there is a lonely package of brown paper*
*she picks it up, and inside is a blanket, a pillow, a water bottle and some fruit*
*there's a note on top in African*
Returning the favor
*she covers her mouth*
*she cries*
((I might leave it there for tonight..))
((I've reworked the bits that really needed reworking! Now to continue normally! :D))
#ChaseForBook9
((Okay. Bye if you go... [hugs]))
#ChaseForBook9
((Yay Fabi!!
I mean the RP :3))
((Okay.))
((Wbd, these last three should go quickly))
#ChaseForBook9
((Okay ! *nods*))
I might disappear in a few.
Actually, I should go now. My flight is early tomorrow *hugs all who is there* Sleep well, those who are preparing for slumber, and for those waking up, or are mid-day, have a good Saturday!!
Bye [hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
I could do something so evil here...!
Should I, though?
[Decides which would be the most heartbreaking]
#ChaseForBook9
MY ROUGH DRAFT IS COMPLETE.
#ChaseForBook9
STILL NO ONE HERE TO SHARE MY VICTORY WITH?
I CAN MAKE THE ENDING MORE TRAGIC.
DO YOU WANT AN EVIL ENDING?
CONSIDER IT DONE.
#ChaseForBook9
And now I'm having another one of those moments when the whole "I finished it and I'm so proud" thing has worn off, and I can truly appreciate how rubbish it is.
I simply refuse!
I put too much work into this for it to be rubbish.
I think I've been staring at it for too long.
#ChaseForBook9
Is anyone interested in a roleplay at the moment?
And I thought I was the only one that watched Venturian. Guess not. :)
HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey, Ink. :)
So my dad just called me a tramp. Twice. I am so fucking done with all this shit!
@Tia: :( *hugs*
Words are just words. And although they are powerful things, they are not as powerful as they seem, so long as we acknowledge that. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*has just come back from making a gingerbread house with my siblings*
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs Star* Thanks, I'm actually crying, but thanks :')
Gonna go to hairdressers', get my hair all messed up now :)
How are you doing?
Mmmmm gingerbread...
Meh. You can't eat it because the icing's inedible. XD We get one every year. The point of it is slightly beyond me. :P
*hugs* Crying is good. :) It's scientifically proven and all that. :)
And - good luck with the hairdresser's. :) I hate having my hair messed with, personally. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
I would love to leave it as it is, BUT DAD IS FUCKING INSISTING THAT I GO!!!
So I might as well make the most of it. Make the most out of having my hair scissor-raped.
And I'll see if I can buy some *edible* gingerbread :)
Yay for gingerbread you can actually EAT. :)
. . . We should make gingerbread. *muses*
And - well . . . maybe your hair'll look better afterwards. You never know. :)
And - making the most of it is s good policy. *nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
(Hullo. Is there anyone on?
I'm very sorry that I had to suddenly disappear yesterday.)
(((Morning?))
(Good morning!)
((Hello, Annika! *bows* How'd' ya do?
Hi Anni! :)
And - I always suddenly disappear without warning. :P You're good. :)
Hey Adra! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(*bows* I do awright.)
((That's good to hear :3))
((Hi Star :3))
(Hullo, Star!
That's good. I was feeling really guilty about it.)
Hey, Annika and Adra!
Good morning, and have a good day!
I must depart, take care!
And what do we do when the amount of comments reaches 5000?
((Hello, all. Not sure how long I'll be here, but hello.))
#ChaseForBook9
((We go to the next post that has less than 5000 comments, Tia
Hi-bye! *hugs))
((We go back to the nearest un-filled post, Tia.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Heya Aretha *hugs*))
(Goodbye, Tia!)
A
((*hugs back*))
#ChaseForBook9
Hey Ari! :)
@Anni: Don't. :)
If I felt guilty for every time I disappeared . . .
I would have died of guilt a long time ago. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((...Oops..
But yeah *cuddles* How're you Ari?))
Oh, look, an Adra. XD Now, to think of- oh, never mind. I have it.
#ChaseForBook9
(((It is my specialty, what can I say?))
I dedicate this page to words. Words are so powerful. Words are everything. Write.
#ChaseForBook9
(Do you like my new Oscar profile picture?)
I'd have made it a rant, but that's really hard to do on my phone, and I think I got the point across.
#ChaseForBook9
((It's epic, Anni!))
#ChaseForBook9
(*nods wisely*
Sometimes we need to save our rants for when they will be most powerful.)
@Ari: Good ded. :)
@Anni: THAT'S AWESOME. :)
WHY DOES EVERYONE'S NAMES BEGIN WITH A THIS IS CONFUSING.
It's A and A and A and . . . me. Who I don't speak to. Much. So I don't count. Even though I can count. One, two, three . . . XD
#ChaseForBookNine
((Love, it ANNIKA!!!
Oh gods my phone is making people's names big again. :0))
((*raises glass* Hear hear! Yes, we did get your gist. *nods*
Blegh. My flight leaves in... 2,5 hours? :0))
(Oh, where are you going?)
((Back home... Luckily this time I don't have to go up to DC then down again, but... Eh...
Shall we continue?))
(I believe we can.
I will pick up where I left off. Fortunately I already have Oscar's picture up.)
She . . .
She what? She said what?
Ahem
Well, I daresay, she said your name and-
That she regrets not finishin' your little row with one another
((*her brain does lunges and stretches to wake up*))
. . .
. . .
Listen here,
*voice dripping with malice* Caitlyn Dawn.
We have two options here.
Either you're lying,
this is some sick joke,
and the League ends your life in a very messy way.
Or
you're telling the
*voice cracks* truth
and I come kill you personally.
In a very clean way.
But it will be VERY painful. The most painful I have to offer.
*she smiles and puts the phone on speaker for the Doctor to hear, but motioning for her to be quiet*
Now, dear- that shan't be happenin'.
Why do you care so much about the girl anyway? I mean, you're busyin' all the time. Why's it a big deal? You hate her?
*not here* *didn't follow any of these people until today*
Twitter:
I check my Twitter
Someone retweeted Christopher Eccleston's tweet.
He made a Twitter account two days ago.
His first tweet was a happy birthday wish to Karen Gillan.
Karen Gillan's third tweet from the top is a response to a "happy birthday" from James Dunn.
James Dunn wrote and directed Super, the film from which the clip I have sent you earlier is taken from.
Everything is connected.
I . . .
That is NONE of your business!
And nothing you wouldn't already know, if you to enough to supply the dead body as a trade.
Trish: Oscaaaaaar . . .
Shut up!
Trish: Oscar, you're over-ennunciating all your words. That's what you do when you're upset . . .
Shut UP!
Precocious: *staring at Adra*
*and the phone*
*points wildly*
He's over-ennunciating.
You've gone and upset him, dammit!
(Chris Eccleston has a Twitter?
The time has finally come. I too need a Twitter.)
Love this roleplay. :)
Mwahaha, I was just on a lyrics vid by the best lryics videoist on YouTube (they're so awesome, I swear), and there were 26 comments, and three people were commenting asking for Disturbed lyrics videos.
Oh yes.
I hope theonlyreega listens . . .
theonlyreega mostly does A7X. Which is awesome, but . . . :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Woo! Yay Chris!!))
*shushes her silently*
I was just curious. I used to think y'all two were meant fo' one another, but when we caught her, she was all wrapped up in another lad... He had a top hat, I believe.
And you, well. You've got your secretary. Obviously the two of ye moved on.
@Tia: Yay! :) :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(*slaps Adra*
*hugs Adra*
You brilliant little genius person you!)
S-stop playing with me!
*getting very genuinely upset now*
That . . . that MONSTER would never . . . could never . . .
*something breaks*
*probably glass*
*trying to compose himself*
Miss. Dawn.
STOP playing with me.
I have been played with ALL MY LIFE.
I will NOT be taunted like this.
Now,
for the last time,
PROVE. IT.
PROVE TO ME SHE'S DEAD.
...
*she glances at Precocious, genuinely having no clue how to go forward*
Over a phone? Anythin' I'll do or say, darlin, you won't believe.
You're right. I won't believe it. I CAN'T believe it. I can't believe THIS.
. . .
. . .
. . .
*the phone is buzzing quietly*
*the connection has been disconnected*
*she looks at the phone* hmm *shuts it*
Well. Imm screwed. Nice knowing you Doc, but I believe I'm about to be murdered.
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