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the marvel of marvels...
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The Maleficent Seven!!!
Tom Percival, you've done it again...
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- Derek Landy writes the Skulduggery Pleasant series because getting a proper job is so overrated.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1601 – 1800 of 4971 Newer› Newest»I SEE THAT STAR
I KNOW
PEOPLE
STAR
YOUR ORGANS CAN COLLAPSE THEN. *doesn't move* Harrumph.
Hiiiiii:)
MAGICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC. :)
#ChaseForBookNIne
Also-
people should read my story on Nameless
My new chapter
That I posted a little bit ago
Because
*whispers*
It's really good
Adraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Can you pwetty pwease get off my organs? I need them to live! *puppy eyes*
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*whispers* I already am....
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I just did something to my knee
Ow
Help
HELP
NO SERIOUSLY THIS REALLY HURTS OW
OWOWOWOWOOWWOOW
FUCK
I THINK I DISLOCATED IT AGAIN I CAN'T MOVE IT FUCK HELP
SHIT
*rolls off his organs* there
Yay
*organs pop and are better again, jumps up like Mario* Yippee!
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*dances like grandpa Joe in the newer Charlie and the Chocolate Factory*
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Okay I texted my brother and I began crying and he straightened my leg and it popped really loudly and JESUS Christ that hurt it still does of fuck lord smite me
*dances with him* woo
You're fine! Yip de dee!
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Well yeah bro OFC.
*dances* Woop
*keeps a vigilant eye out for tumbleweeds*
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Star /and/ Mara poofed at the exact same time.
:(
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I'm here
Sadness :/
Tumbleweed? *plays the harmonica*
Hey Zaf.
How's you?
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*skips around in the snow* *hums*
*throws Snowball at Adra*
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*slowly turns*
No
You're on thin ice, Castalan. You sure you want to go there?
ENGLISH FINSIHEDDDDDDDDDDDD.
I think.
It's really crap. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Thin ice? *looks down* So I am. *hears crack*
JUs- *falls through the ice*
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HAS NOBODY SEEN THE TYPO IN THE DESCRIPTION OF NAMELESS AT THE TOP??????????
'Bogland.' XD
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TRIPPPP!!!! *runs forward* nOOOOOOOOOOO
((I HAVE OMG IT IS THE BEST))
*hand shoots through the ice behind Adra, climbs out through new whole and sneks up behind Adra, and pushes her in*
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*screams* TRIP!
*falls in* *thrashes around* *pulls him in again as well*
Harry: *walks into bedroom, guitar in hands* Mara..? Babe?
Mara: *wakes up* Mmm?
Harry: I... I uhm, I wrote a song for the new album, and, I... *quickly* Would you like to hear it?
Mara: *smiles softy* Sure.
Harry: *sits down on the bed beside Mara* *starts strumming*
*sings*
I figured it out
I figured it out from black and white
Seconds and hours
Maybe they had to take some time
I know how it goes
I know how it goes from wrong and right
Silence and sound
Did they ever hold each other tight, like us
Did they ever fight like us?
You and I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it till the end
Nothing can come between you and I
Not even the Gods above can separate the two of us
No nothing can come between you and I
Oh, you and I
I figured it out
Saw the mistakes of up and down
Meet in the middle
There's always room for common ground
I see what it's like
I see what it's like for day and night
Never together
Cause they see your things in a different light like us
Did they ever try like us?
You and I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it till the end
Nothing can come between you and I
Not even the Gods above can separate the two of us
'Cause You and I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it till the end
Nothing can come between you and I
Not even the Gods above can separate the two of us
No nothing can come between you and I
Oh, you and I
You and I
We could make it if we try
You and I, You and I
Mara: Oh, Harry.. It's beautiful. *smiles* *hugs him*
Harry: You really like it? *smiles widely* I wrote it... about us.
Mara: *kisses him* I love you.
Harry: I love you too, Mara. And I love our little baby too. *rubs Mara's stomach*
I'm a bit sad actually it was the last performance :/
RP Trip: *head slides up at the window of the 1D house, *whispers loud enough so they can hear* Arranged marriages! Told you so.
Ice Trip: *thrashes* bwaaaaarg!
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((HARRALIEEE!!!))
I know the feel, Zaf
Of what?
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((Omg))
*hops out*
HAH.
I don't like cold water you meano. *finds a blanket and backs from the water* Mean.
*flops out*
That was clear;y in some small way possibly blamable on you!
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I HEARD HARRALIE
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*sips some soup* You fell in. I was going to be heroic and save you, but you pushed me in!
Mara: *glares at Trip* Not the right time.
HARRALIE
And dragged me in! There! Also, if you weren't such an obvious target, the ice would never have been thin! Or even ice!
Hi Fabsi.
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Sorry. *head slides back own, fingertips are still visible*
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I'll throw my soup on you
*hugs Fabibibibibibubbles*
I'm singing Little Me for my Christmas Practical in Music tomorrow :)))))
Pwease no! *hides behind arms*
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Hello. :-)
[Ships Harralie and Tadra]
[Trying and failing at writing, wbd! XD]
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*surprise hugs* so I just got back from Catching Fire (which I loved, no spoilers, MAHOGANY) and apparently my parents had no idea where I've been. Oops?
Hi :)
Awhh baby *cuddles* I wouldn't do that
It's Chicken Tortilla anyway. It's too good. Human Flesh would dampen the taste
Yay! [hugs Marararararararalilililily]
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((OKAY FABI!))
Hi Tia
*suspicious eyes*
I thought you were a vegetarian....!
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Hey, Adra!
Oh wow I feel tired, better lie down. How are you?
I'm moving around the chicken. I've been giving it to Dimka
Not the best idea, I know, but ay. Whaddayagonnado
Tired :/ Nap?
I'm okay, lying still. *nods*
Trip!!! Nobody can resist the temptation of chicken!
*Nobody*
>:D
>:D
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Man though..
In all seriousness, I'm freezing. Like, I can't feel my feet.
Ah.
Put some socks on lass!
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I've got socks on! They don't work!
Neither do shoes!
I don't know what's happening I feel threatened
I dunno.
*sits by the fire's edge, curling in her blanket* MMmmm
My statement stands regardless of situation! I do not care whether you are wearing boots used for Arctic exploration! The answer is more
socks!
#ChaseForBook9
... *pulls a pair of socks from her bag and puts them over her existing socks and into her boots*
There
And if it is not successful, apply more until it is!
#ChaseForBook9
Ahh, my toes are usually cold...
But yeah, socks. Steal some if you have to.
http://harralie.blogspot.ie/2013/11/little-black-dress-prologue-harralie.html
I'm writing a Harralie fanfic, and I just published the prologue ^^^ :)
You sound like someone in an infomercial.
Bye Socks™ now!
Hey, Mara!
((How interested would you be in reading the ending of the Parellel Fabis plotline? I'm writing up everything since Fabi's disappearance, and I can sort of make her have a flashback or two during that scene in the mirrored corridor, or I could not get sidetracked and finish this thing sooner.))
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Weee! Okay Meera! I'll check it out later! My mind is a little boggled as of now..
*Buy
For god's sakes
And I would be!
Or steal them! ;)
Hi!:)
I actually have to sleep now, school and tests tomorrow :/
Nanite!xx
Night Mara.
*is home* okay yay
((Very, Fabi. Very.))
Oooh! Harralie!
Steal them! Chant with me Tia! Steal them! Steal them! Steal them!
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Byee Maraa [huggles]
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Bye Mara!
Goodnight, Marsa! *hugs*
*leans closer to the fire, watching it absently*
Night Mara!
#ChaseForBook9
Steal them! Steal them! Steal them!
*You know you want to*
Not particularly... Fond of stealing socks
((I suppose I should be working on that, then. Wbd!))
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((Alright, Fabi))
*sips her soup, thinking*
Listen to your heart, Mara. Listen to your poor mouthless heart. If it had a mouth, it would be willing you on. It would be saying "Please get those socks for me, Mara!" But it cannot say a thing. But you listen, listen to your own heart, and you will find your answer, and you will find your comfort.
*her phone buzzes*
*she picks it up*
Hello?
...
Right
...
...
Of course. Keep it contained please. *closes it, running a hand through her hair*
*I meant Adra :c
((OMG))
*smiles* I always wondered why a heart became a symbol for love. All it does is pump blood through one's body. That's it, basically. No emotions- that's the brain.
*carefully pokes Trip*
By the way, in book 1, Stephanie mentioned that Gordon sets up this character, punishes him throughout the book until he's a broken man/woman who had learnt their lesson, and then kills them. Could that be a reference to Skulduggery? To Valkyrie?
Iiiiiiiiiiiii'm ba-ack!
#ChaseForBook9
*tacklehugs* Hi
((Perhaps))
I haven't seen Adventure Time in over a week!
Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
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Adra, the heart is symbolic because...
*puts head on Adra's chest*
*whispers* I can hear your heart beating, struggling against all odds to keep you alive. To keep us alive. One day we will die, but as long as I can hear your heart beat, I know that we have one more night together. One more hour. One last moment...
*withdraws* I just made that up. *looks around* Tea anybody?
*checks her phone again, a teensy bit disturbed*
Hmm...
*tosses Tia away* Don't.
EVER.
Do that again
Awh, that sucks :/
Oooh! Tea! Yes please!
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*frowns* but I only came here to make you tea. You were giving me the *signs*
*scoots away a little*
Nooooo
*puts some tea into the envelope* Trip, you'll get some tea in 2-4 weeks :)
*laughs*
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Huzzah!
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*glances around, feeling a twinge in the back of her ehad*
Be back in a few minutes..
*drifts into the woods, and feels someone catch her elbow*
*She hears a heavy-accented voice*
...Eritan?
Eritan: Your people, Adra. There were too many to block off. They're running about, looking for you.
Adra: What do you suggest we do?
Eritan: Hide. It is the only way.
*ashamed* I am sorry, Lady Adra. My mistake :c
*goes outside, sits on an empty bench*
Adra...omg check your phone its just wow you're gonna laugh or shake yor head
*as Adra heads off, gives a slight twitch in the index finger, and Bob leads a small squad of Hobbits after Adra.*
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Adra:... Alright. How.
Eritan: Well... There's no way that you'll get close enough to abdicate, so... Your hair goes first.
Adra: *touches her hair*... You are not cutting it off.
Eritan: Of course not. But we can change the color.
Adra: No! The color is what makes me an alchemist! You know that! We all have the same color!
Eritan: I know, Adra. But you will be found otherwise. I am sorry.
Adra:... Then it shall be done. Everything that I can, okay?
Eritan: Of course. I must go, now. I'm needed at the lines.
Adra: *nods, and carefully walks away, towards the fire*
*she sits down again, twiddling her thumbs* *her leg spasms and shoots out* *she laughs*
*Stares at the dark sky* It's time for me to depart.
Good night!
*Bob and his squad move silently through the forest, not affecting a single living being there, except for, you know, stepping on the odd root*
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Night Tia. *arches eyebrow at Adra's leg*
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( HELLOOOOOOO )
*snow, yet again, sits in a tree*
Goodnight, Tia.
*looks at her things, and right there, because she could care less, pulls out a black hair dye and puts her gloves on, about to go to work*
My god, Adra! Best of luck with controlling the wild beast that is your leg!
( hi/bye tia!!! )
(Hi Snow!)
((It is untamed))
Bye, Snow! School tomorrow!
*she begins tapping the trunk and listening to the sound*
*after a while she nods and stops tapping, then leans against it*
(( WBD, MSD))
Bob: *climbs up to branch, his squad settling still, almost invisible to the untrained eye* Hello.
Um, Ara?
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((okay, Snow!))
*pours a bit of hair dye into her gloved hands, swishing them around* Oh ugh... It looks like peanut butter...
Yeah! *smiles* Hi
...Bob...
*mutters* i hope it works...
What are you doing?
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I'm... Uh...
Dying my hair.
*feels the weird tapping from the nearby tree*
... Must be a bird..
Er....
*looks around at all the things* *hunkers back*
Brilliant. Fabi, just a sec. Then I'll be terrified of your crazy eyes and your suspiciously bomb like thing. Sorry, lots on my plate.
Why are you dying your hair?
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((Never mind, it's not important. Forget she was here. Sorry to bother you!))
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*skips around with Olivia* Hey baby girl
Olivia: *giggles*
*swings over to another tree and yet again taps the tree*
... *she pauses* *takes a deep breath* Delhi is in chaos. Now that that we're semi-stable, they don't want me as their Grand Mage... Somehow, they all got riled up, and now, some people want to kill me.
Which is weird.
But just so.
Anyway, don't worry about me- I'm sticking to some of my alchemists for this. And in any case, you have to work on finding your daughter, right?
((Nooo! That's not what I meant! Dooooooooon't goooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Don't you dare go. Don't go. Stay here. Don't you dare.))
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(Fabi! D: ))
Shit. I forgot about that. With all the stuff with the lycanthropy cure, the attempt to steal all the chocolate in Edinborough and the attempt to make an airborne stran of vampirism, I forgot to call Kindred.
Damn...
So, Fabi, how can I help you?
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Slow clapping...
*continues to put the dye in her hair*
*swings to yet another tree and continues to tap*
*glares at the forest of trees and shivers again*
*mumbles to the ground* Birds..
((For one thing, Fabi isn't here. She hasn't been heard from since she screamed and hologram disappeared, when she was trying to save Harralie.))
((For another, I mean it when I say that what I was planning with Effie isn't important.))
((I'm sorry I lashed out like that))
((I think it's best if I go now. See you!))
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((Nooooooo! Don't go!))
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((Fabi don't go!))
(( *hugs* kay fab. do what you want. can't keep you here))
*slides down the tree, fire-pole style*
*Bob is standing behind Snow, arms crossed*
And what are you doing young lady?
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*She finishes with her hair, which is now a completely black color*
This looks awful on me.... *Tucks the gloves away as it dries with alarming speed*
*sits with Olivia* Hey Livvy
Olivia: Momma I want to play with Lexi
Then go play silly *tickles*
Olivia: I get siblings?
One more
Olivia: when?
When the stork comes
So... Do you need help with anything?
*turns around* i'm tapping trees and using them as fire poles. i thought that was obvious.
Me?
Maybe, maybe not. anything could turn up at any moment. It's what makes my life so fun!
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Bob: But why?
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Olivia: okay! *skips off and is holding Coco bear*
That girl is going to get soaked...Alexis is protective of that bear...still.
Alexis: Oh! Hey give me Coco bear!
Olivia: No! *runs*
Alexis: *catches and holds upside down* Now Liv or I bet Niccolò will turn to a wolf and eat you!
Olivia: Okay!
Alexis: *sets Olivia down and takes the bear* No going in my room.
Seems like it... *She gets to her feet, and switches her lab coat out for a leather jacket*
Want to go do something, then?
*shrugs* why do people do anything?
*reaches up and grabs a branch of another tree* now, if you'll excuse me...
((let's NOT do the stork argument again... I still have nightmares))
(Liv is 3 then again....Niccolò is the stork *shuts up* *hopes he isn't reading))
((Y'all are too nice.))
((Not sure what I'd do if I stayed, though. But thanks.))
((I'll probably ghost occasionally, but I do have things to do. Sort of.))
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(( it seems i missed this "stalk" argument.... i truly regret that.))
*Bob grabs her *
I will not. You clearly have a reason. What is it?
Lets. *gets up*
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((*hugs Fabi* Come back when you want, Hun... I love you Fabs
No you didn't want to be there, Snow))
((We debated if Niccolò was born from a stork))
Er..
Okay, where to?
(( kay fab. be careful of walls. yo never know what could be behind them and if you walk through them as a ghost... well, you might find some unpleasant things.))
*frowns* i dont see what business it is of yours. *twists away and swings into the tree*
Alexis: *holds picture of Lorcan close* I hope he's alright *goes to room*
*walks behind trees*
Um.....
No idea.
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* crouches down, seeing if he follows*
But that proves you were lying and something /is/ going on! *swings after* So, what's going on? Tell me, and I'll bugger off.
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Uhm....
I don't know either. Er...
*pauses* Do you have your DeLorian back yet?
*sighs* Why did I agree?! He asked and I said yes...bah!
how about you bugger off first, then i yell it to the wind?
Bob: I'm getting old, my hearing isn't what it used to be.
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Now you mention it, I haven't.
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Hmm. Well then. Someplace warm or cold?*readies her chalk*
Or do you wanna just hang out in the lab
Because either way it isn't that much of a hike
We could go to the bar. I haven't had any tumblesoz in a while.
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*sighs* fine. it's a... protection program. there. *swings away*
*shrugs* That works. *offers her arm to him*
(( g2g, bye))
((Bye Snow! *hugs*))
Bob: Oky dokes. Enjoy whatever it really is. *drops down from the branch*
Trip: *takes Adra's hand, smiling lightly*
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(I want my loopy stuff!!!!!))
((Bye Snow.))
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*pulls him with her, taking his hand in both of hers* You look... Stressed. Do you think you need a break?
((Loooopy wine!!!! May crash the Tadra party to buy a shot and skip ou))
((hugs Adra))
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((*hugs Fabi*))
A
A break is more stressful than work. *laughs for moment*
No, I'm worrying about Kindred again. Do you mind if, when we get back to the bar, I give her a ring?
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I ded to Em. May the force be with her, always.
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No problem! *squeezes his hand* She is your daughter, I believe she would be more priority.
((Did you just...
OMG))
*feels someone take my hand* Erskine?
Ravel: Yes I've got you
Oh alright
Ravel: Have you heard from your friend?
No *sighs*
(Uhm....
Well, she isn't my daughter.
*starts to walk towards the bar*
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*follows*
Just because you aren't blood doesn't mean you aren't family.
I know. But she is quite literally not my daughter. In any sense. She is a child who I brought up. I'm a friend, not a father.
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Ravel: you seem quiet Zaf
Yeah you could say that
Ravel: *laughs and has hand* What's going on? You're pretty quiet *kisses hand*
*smiles* Aww thanks
*sighs* Alright then... How old is she again?
Ravel: Zaf you're acting odd
I...no.
Ravel: *sighs* Don't lie I hate when I have to do things to get you to speak
I'm not lying
Ravel: *kisses*
*kisses back*
Ravel: *smiles*
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