Ohhh, all those lovely Doctor Who stories, all in one place! And look what ELSE arrived in the same box...
Toys! Wonderful, wonderful TOYS!
I was indeed a happy writer.
So what else have I been up to lately? Well, I've been writing, amazingly enough. I have taken two weeks off Book Nine to focus on coming up with new stories for Armageddon-Outta-Here (haw!) which'll be out next summer.
As a sample of what the new stories will feature, we're talking the Dead Men in the Wild West, the story of how Valkyrie met Caelan, a Billy-Ray Sanguine solo adventure, and Skulduggery Pleasant and Gordon Edgley at a horror-themed masquerade ball, set 25 years ago.
Time is tight, deadlines are onrushing, but I'm having FUN, so none of it seems quite like work. And hopefully it never will.
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((Smell might be horrible though...
I've broken my roleplay into a few chunks, because it's massive XD))
Trembling, curled up on the freezing wood, Saph was looking straight up at the giant. The chill seemed to seep through her clothing and freeze her blood. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, could only form one coherent thought at a time.
What was she doing here?
It was so cold
This place only existed in her mind.
Darkness, nothing, just fear and black water
It wasn't real. Only in her mind.
Need to remember
Her brain hurt
Why was she here?
So cold
Fear
Yes, she was here because of fear
A little girl, all alone
Afraid
The doorway... there had been a doorway... and a girl
Just lie down and sleep
Then the memories hit her like a ton of bricks. She drew in one deep, rattlig breath and tried to rise.
Pain spiked through her head and she struggled not to throw up. Dizziness swept over her and she clutched the wood as tight as she could, squeezing her eyes shut.
Apparently, she wasn't getting up, then.
Yeah it might end up killing people so the best people to try it out on would be criminals who have been sentenced to death or someone who is already dying.
I've also come up with an idea to create a true name serum.
Her legs were numb with cold, anyway. Somewhere at the back of her mind, the word hypothermia registered.
The freezing air and water were getting to her. Saph didn't know if this world could harm her, and she really didn't want to find out.
Her eyelids closed again as she tried to ignore her surroundings and think.
The letter said she would have to go through her greatest fears. Well, great, one down. But how would she move onto the next one? The weak, freezing girl couldn't even stand.
The blackness was inside her mind now, creeping and prodding at the edge of her vision. When Saph looked down, her arms were completely white and her fingers were purple. Her toes felt the same. She needed to get out of here soon, or at least find warmth.
Warmth.
Fire.
She struggled to rasp another breath, urging her mind to work faster. The new fear wasn't appearing. So what was stopping her from creating it?
@Saph: :(
@Syk: UH, NO.
I strongly disagree with the death penalty, so personally, I do not think you should do it to people as punishment.
You'd have to get people to volunteer for it . .. people volunteer for drugs testing. *shrugs*
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@Saph: *is watching roleplay with interest and :(*
@Syk: Personally, I don't believe in true names like in SP. Have you read The Inheritance Cycle? In it, people's true names change throughout their lifetime, and if someone knows your true name, then you can escape by changing yourself as a person. And I just love that. You aren't stuck as being one person forever; you can be whoever you want to be. And if you suck, you can change that, become better.
I know that exists already, but I love how the series talks about that through true names. :)
But true name serum still sounds cool. :)
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It wouldn't be a death penalty. There would just be a chance of the criminal dying. I mean, they're going to get killed anyway so it doesn't really matter does it?
((*hugs Star* Thanks :3
Yeah, I love that part of Eragon. In the Kane Chronicles, your ren (true name) is about two words long. I don't think a person can be summed up in two words.
Syk; What would the true name serum do?))
Her brows furrowed and she directly all her will power at her arm.
Lift.
A little bit more. Just a little bit more.
It was shaking madly, but her arm hovered above her stomach.
She tried to click her fingers, but they were too numb.
Desperate, she stuck her hands in her coat and silently begged them to warm up just enough.
The pins and needles started and she had to bite her lip to prevent herself from crying out. There were ice crystals forming on her skin and she knew time had almost run out. This was her last chance.
Her sore, pale fingers clicked.
Nothing happened.
Panic rose in her throat. She closed her eyes and thought of all the people she had to protect and look after. She pictured home.
Snap.
Fire sparked in her hand. She tried to shout her joy, but only a hoarse sound made it out of her throat. Quickly, she pressed it against the timber, wondering too late if it would catch at all.
@Syk: I understand your reasoning. I just hate the death penalty. :)
And - I think it might matter to them. Even though people are going to die when they get old anyway, they still try and increase the chance of a longer life.
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@Saph: One of my favourite things about it. Another one being how Eragon did that spell to make Galbatorix UNDERSTAND.
I so wish that was real life.
Sometimes it just drives me mad, how people can't SEE the way I do. :(
And then of course there's just awesomeness and stuff. :)
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((I'm watching this discussion, by the way. I'm just keeping my thoughts inside my head mostly :) It's interesting, though.))
(Uh, that doesn't mean the way I see is the right way to see. It's just they see it differently and it drives me mad how we can't look along the same path and nothing I can do will explain it to them.
That doesn't mean they're stupider than me.
It just means they're looking at it different to me.)
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YES
I love how he doesn't defeat him by force. He just gets him to understand :'(
I came up with the true name serum after I heard that DNA could be changed into data. You would have to obtain some of the persons DNA from traces of magic. You would then have to slightly change its composition and inject a specific part of the DNA sample back into an actively conscious part of the brain and the person would learn their true name, assuming it's already part of their subconscious. To avoid actually having to inject it into the brain you'd have to find a specific part of the nervous system and inject it next to the end of a neurone which would send electrical impulses to the brain to make them conscious of their true name.
((Yeah, that's part of why Saph's a Sensitive. There's some things you can't put into words. This is the last section of my roleplay for today :P))
She was lucky. The wood as damp on the surface, but underneath it was perfectly dry. The flames caught, flickered and grew at an amazing rate.
With in seconds, Saph found herself caught in another of her worst nightmares. There was a storm of fire raging around her, blistering heat and crackling din adding to the spectacle of changing colours.
The smoke was choking her and the blackness at the edges of her eyes had grown until she could only see one pinprick of light.
With the dregs of her strength, she pushed herself to one side and rolled off the jetty.
The last thing she saw, through the tiny hole in her vision, was that the giant had returned. Even against the flames, he was still jet-black. And his intimidating head was tilted to one side, as if she had finally done something he approved of.
But the water had claimed her. Sapphire was sinking into the utterly black depths. The cold was almost relaxing, wrapping around every inch of her body. She didn't fight it. Water pressed against her nose and mouth, desperate to claim her. She had no strength to hang on. Saph watched the last bubbles float up, up, even as her sight dimmed down to nothing and she opened her mouth to let the water flow in.
Star, stupider isn't a word :P
Syk; But injecting into the brain, or near a neurone, could cause haemorrhaging. It could also interfere with blood flow and mood chemicals, causing mental problems. And changing part of the DNA is likely to give someone Down Syndrome or cancer.
Sorry... correct me if I'm wrong. It's just what I understand of biology and the genome.
YOU aren't a word.
*Said childishly*
*Tilts head* I thought it was. Any adjective with one or two syllables becomes --er, --est. If it has three or more syllables, it becomes more ---, most ---.
Of course, there are exceptions, like awesome, but I thought stupider was a word.
Hmmm... The bit of DNA would have to be transmitted across the nerve cells as a neurotransmitter then...
It could still affect moods or work as a drug but not all drugs are immediately harmful.
Like caffeine.
True :) And that's a good idea, if you can do it.
You don't inject caffeine into your brain, though :P
Well stupider is technically a word, but its classed as slang.
I don't understand why anyone would inject caffeine into their brain. Although I wonder what kind of affect it would have.
iT'S IN HIS DNA
I think caffeine injected into such an important area could kill you.
It would probably put the brain into some kind of overdrive state.
Mara! *tackleglomps*
Syk; One thing I don't get is why stupider would be classed as slang when it's not short for anything. Slang is 'shortened language'.
(I don't mean to sound argumentative! I just love having these kind of discussions)
It is a shortened version of "more stupid".
*Shrugs* Okay :)
@Saph: It's an awesome roleplay. :)
@Syk: Well, radifying isn't a word either. And Maratasmafectic is also not a word. Oh, and etherdemon isn't a word.
Spellcheck is also not a word, according to spellcheck.
Sometimes, you just need a word to fit that situation, and there's oen word that just fits. Any others give it a slightly different meaning. Whether the correct word exists or not is irrelevant.
I make up words all the time when I'm writing. :) Thunking. Scraggledy.
Plus, who's to say what's a proper word and what isn't? Language comes from people using words in incorrect meanings, and then the incorrect one is used so commonly that it is then a proper meaning.
'Gift' comes from the same word as 'habit' comes from.
:)
How would you like it if someone said you weren't a proper person?
And - assuming true names exist, that sounds cool. :) Meh. You think up all these clever things, and all I can really do is sit here and complain at stuff. XD
@Mara: HELLO! :)
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Although 'stupider' is not put under slang on dictionary.com :P
Oh, thank you Starry *hugs*
Hang on.
You're my wife.
Adra is my mother.
YOUR MOTHER-IN-LAW PROPOSED TO YOU.
o_O
Well technically, saying that someone is an abnormal person is saying that they are improper, and I'm classed as abnormal person so if someone said I wasn't proper then I wouldn't really care. Also, all of these clever things have been generated over time and experience.
I don't believe in normal, and even if I did, I wouldn't classify myself as normal. My brain works differently to everyone else's *shrugs* Not better, not worse, just differently.
My French teacher, who is btw Spanish, said that when she was being taught English, they said that short adjectives had an 'er' one (taller, shinier, happier), and long adjectives had 'more than' around them (more beautiful than, more intelligent than, more scintillating than).
And we were all like OH YEAHHHHHHHHH!
Because we'd never really thought about it before, but it was true. :)
It's like how she was saying that we each had a paper, and someone put their hand up and told her it wasn't 'a' paper, it was just 'paper', and she was saying, why? That makes no sense.
And people said it was a plural.
And she was asking, plural of what?
And I thought about it, and at first I thought "Plural of pages!", but then I thought "No, that's page."
And why do we NOT say 'a paper'?
We have 'papers'.
And I worked out that it was slang for 'some paper'.
Like, 'I need paper' - 'I need some paper.'
But then where did 'a paper' go?
Language is fascinating. :) The way it just evolves in odd ways. Like a tree, except the branches kind of loop round each other in odd patterns and grow off in weird places so the tree's all lopsided, and then some just die and fall off and you have masses of branches circling around this empty hole.
And you have all these other trees of other languages interlinking each other. :)
And sometimes trees reach each other around other trees, and then when the tree in the middle dies, the trees are still touching.
See? They achieved something with their lives. :) They changed the world.
*smiles*
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My brain works differently too. Better in some ways but worse in others.
For example: in terms of science I'm classified as clever, but I'm apparently not "street wise".
Japanese has 3 different alphabets.
Well, I'm certainly not normal. :)
But unlike you, Saph, I do tend to think my brain works better than everyone else's, but that's a character flaw and isn't actually true. *nods*
Probably.
I think what happened was that I repeatedly made arguments to tell people how awesome they were, except obviously all of my arguments made sense to me and were what I believed, and then it sort of backfired and now my theories work pretty well on myself, except the thing is my self-esteem was kind of meh (not high, but not particularly low) in the first place, so making it higher just made it high, and I'm just like *facepalm* Well done, Star.
Well, that's one of the most important factors, I think. :)
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I don't really have any self-esteem...
I need to work on my people skills because everyone I meet is driven away from me in the first 5 minutes.
@Syk: I believe that every positive equals a negative, and that every good thing about you also contributes to a flaw, and vice versa. You couldn't be good in some ways without being bad in some ways. :)
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@Syk: *laughs* Well, I wasn't driven away, and I've known you longer than five minutes. :)
I think, anyway; my mind could have been playing extensive tricks on me. O_O
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A piece of paper? I guess paper is a collective noun *shrugs* I'd never thought of that before.
Also, that's a really good analogy.
And you deserve a high self esteem. That's actually one thing I like about you- you're confident but not arrogant :)
Everyone says I'm smart, but I don't think I am. I just think differently. They talk about getting a song stuck in their head- I constantly have at least eight. My head is really, really noisy and it never shuts up XD Sometimes when I'm really sick it gets to me and I put my hands over my ears to try to block it out.
I meant anyone I've met irl.
Syk, if they get driven away in five minutes, they're not worth it.
People skills is basically just asking about the other person and being empathetic. Just imagine you're them and everything's okay :)
I can be thinking of two things at once while doing something else and have a song stuck in my head. This happens quite often and it's kinda weird.
When I'm ill I hallucinate.
*hugs Syk* Same. (Except I don't hallucinate.)
What country do you live in?
It's hard to imagine being someone else though because of how differently my brain works.
I have to go and eat now.
I'll be back in about 10 mins.
I have to go, sorry :( Bye!
bye you two :/
@Saph and Syk: LUCKY YOUS. :) My brain is incredibly one track. I can't write something down and talk at the same time. I can't read a book and listen to music at the same time. :P
Damn you awesome-brained people. :P
@Saph: Probably. :P It depends on the person. But like you said, a lot of people aren't worth it.
My character hallucinates . . . but he kind of likes it, even though he doesn't. Which is mostly because I often love things even though I don't. Like, I adore the colour blue, when actually, it's cool but I'm not ecstatic about it. Even though I am.
*frowns*
You know, I don't make sense, but then again nobody else does . . .
@Saph: Thank you. :) :) :) *hugs*
You're awesome too. :) Although when you say that in reply it never really sounds that sincere . . . :(
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*waves to Saph and Syk*
Haha. Saph, Syk, Star. S, S, S. :)
Hi Adra! :)
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Hi Star! :)
Side side side
Now it's side angle and figment of your imagination.
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Hello again.
Star being able to do multiple things like that is hard too because sometimes I can't focus on one thing unless there is something else that I can focus on as well.
There's this YouTuber who has quite a few lyrics vids that I've seen, and on pretty much every video people are just telling her how pretty she is. :P
I don't know, I just find that interesting.
Like, I wonder how she must feel about that.
And I think she likes being told that because, as pointed out by YouTubers, she does have a picture of herself at the end of every lyrics video and the pictures aren't just like one random don't-care click, although from my experience most people try and work for a good picture when they're taking pictures of themselves . . .
And, I don't know. I wonder at it all. The complimenters, the complimentee.
And I don't think it's very fair, really. Because appearance shouldn't matter, and yet it does, doesn't it?
And it kind of sucks that it does.
Like, lyricsvideoists should be judged on their lyrics videos, and music artists should be judged on their music.
One time, we were talking about Miley Cyrus, and my friend was saying about this person who, when she was a little girl, sang opera, and she had this AMAZING voice. However, when she got to like sixteen, she wasn't selling records as well, because now she was a young women who could sing opera and loads of young women could do that. She's was extraly special anymore.
So, the music-company people, they basically made her into a slut, and made her go out with loads of people and do indecent things and that, and it worked, people wanted to buy her records and stuff.
And my friend says, if you google her name, you just get all these slutty images, and you don't get anything of the girl with a truly amazing voice.
And that's just sad, you know?
Society sucks sometimes. But then again, it's also awesome in some ways, so it has to suck for that to be possible, yeah?
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@Lantern: :) :)
@Syk: Well, there needed to be negatives somewhere because that's life. It's still cool. :)
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Society suck in too many ways to count. But then it's all a matter of perspective and I'm known to be a negative person.
*sucks
I forgot the s.
Literally everyone else in my drama class (including the teacher) has a name that starts with A.
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Well the letter A does comes in the word "drama" twice, so I guess it makes sense.
Fabi your picture reminds me of Tigger.
@Lantern: Woah. O_O O_O
@Syk: *laughs* :)
I am both a negative person and a positive person, depending.
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I'm just raw negativity. On a level that my parents actually worry about me.
I'm also extremely anti-social.
I guess! XD
Ah. Well, it reminds me of a heli-kitty because it is one, but I suppose it might look a little like Tigger if it looked less like a Heli-kitty.
I'm a me person. [Nods]
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@Lantern: 'I'm a me person.'
May I quote you on that in the future? :)
Because it's a really good phrase to say. *nods*
And - I suppose so. :)
@Syk: Everyone has things that other people might perceive as problems with them. *shrugs*
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Sure, Star. [hugs]
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@Lantern: :)
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Ello my children
Hello, Darth Vader.
[Waves]
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Hey Nevyar, Death! :)
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Esquibeth. :)
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Esquibeth. :-)
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Esquibeth :)
@Lantern: Yes. :)
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I should probably be going, then...
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@Adra: Yes yes. :)
*was just reading the Glitch encyclopedia whatsit* *very interesting :)*
@Lantern: :( Fours, if you're going . . .
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Sorry, I got distracted by stuff.
Bye :)
@Sykamere: Fours. :(
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:/ Bye Fabi, Syk *huggles*
Bbs, going in the shower. Although I was really distant anyway, sooo . . . :P
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Okay Star :)
(Herrow. For how long, I'm unsure. Sorry 'bout that.)
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((Hello! How are you, Trip?))
((If you're here, to RP... This is for reference. If not, that's fine too. :D))
*Adra sits on her swing, sipping a mug of hot chocolate*
*curls up screaming* so we all got cast
((My tonsils thought it would be fun to act up this morning, I quit/got kicked out of our little band thing because I refused to tune my guitar to a piano, mainly because that doesn't work with guitars, and I'm only a little bitter about that, but otherwise I'm dandy! Yourself?))
*Quill walks up behind her, twirling a bottle of brandy in her hand*
Hello again.
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Hey Trip! :)
And Adra, again, but you were here when I left. :P
Gah. I spent about five minutes standing in thw shower trying to squeeze out the very last remnants of the old shampoo, and when I'd got a only thin film over my hands and there wasn't a small puddle gathering at the lid, I decided to open the new one, and what happens then? I'm not used to its fullness and WHOOOOSH, overload. -_-
Can't win, can you?
So, I might find myself having rather soft hair. :P
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((Hey Zaf.))
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@Trip: :( That sucks! :( *hugs*
Hey Zaf! :)
WHAT WERE YOU CAST AS? :)
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((I miss second breakfast hobbit...))
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((Waaaait what, Zaf???))
((Oh, I'm sorry to hear that :/ And as for tonsils- I got mine taken out ages ago, so I don't really remember... *hugs* I hope tomorrow is better.
And I'm alright. It's crunch time at school, though, so... Stress.))
*Adra looks up, and offers her a smile* Hello, Quill. How are you?
((I do too :P))
@Trip: Me too, but then again, all the best profile pictures get missed, and change is not always necessarily for the worse. :)
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((Well Star, better soft hair than either rubbery or dry like mine. Also, hey. *hugs*))
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((Star- *pats her shoulder* I sympathize. Long hair is annoying, sometimes. :P))
@Adra: D: Well, remember that when you're old and dying, you'll long for these days back, so even if they suck, you might as well enjoy them. :)
It's what I think to myself every time I'm bored . . . :P
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((Unless it's changing from second breakfast hobbit. :) ))
I'm crap, Adra. *swigs brandy* Absolutely crap.
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Hi Trip. :)
@Adra: My hair's not that long, although it's not short, but still. :) *hugs*
Actually, some of it's short. Layers, you know. When it's just been cut, some of it's bob-length. O_O
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((No, Star-
I have a final essay draft due tomorrow for a 5- para... .A bio book report tommorrow, and a ton of annotations.
but I can do it. It's easier than what I'm leading myself to believe...
See?
Look VVV
"Although Molly Farren, the secret wife of Godfrey Cass could be considered a victim, her vices led to her downfall as well. As a mother, Molly was constantly drinking and intoxicated by drugs, so when she took an overdose on “…the demon Opium to whom she was enslaved, body and soul…”, it seemed fitting that she would die (113). Not only does this prove that Molly’s pernicious choices needed be repaid for, but also it foreshadows to the reader that one’s own addiction is one’s death. In its entirety, the use of the punishment for the ‘evil villains’, such as Dunstan, of a story is so predominant to a fairy tale, because it teaches one to not sabotage themselves, or others, else the consequences will be bigger than the gain."
This.
I mean... It isn't too shoddy, even though I disagree that Molly Farren died...
I mean
okay long theology debate
but yeah, I'm proud of this pile of poo.))
((That's really short, Star.. :P))
((Second breakfast is THE profile pic though. ))
*Adra frowns, then pats the seat next to her* Do tell
All of us who auditioned for Annie get cast im so relieved
*lays in grass* whats happening here?
((That's awesome, Zaf!))
It's good to be young, but let's not kid ourselves
It's better to pass on through those years and come out the other side
With our hearts still beating
Having stared down demons and come back breathing
As much as I get what you're saying there, Star, being young is not always something you miss. Also, if you take care of your health and stay really fit, you can be 60 and still dance solos in New York City ballets. So, you know, getting old isn't necessarily all about nostalgia, either. And I know it all depends on the person and the life and the viewpoint, but I know I don't intend to just look back on the good old days when I get old. There's a lady I know who went skydiving for her 80th birthday- I'd rather be like her. :) Of course, that might not be your point at all, but either way, food for thought.
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((Hello, Aretha! How are you?))
@Zaf: Yay! :)
@Adra: I agree about the second breakfast thing. :) About the paragraph thing, well done! :) It looks *insert positive word here*
*because I can't find a word that fits correct :P*
@Adra; Yeah, but the longest areas are a few inches past my shoulders. :P
I think.
Let me just stand up. :)
Woah, okay. O_O Thirteen centimetres, about. *used ruler*
Although on the other side it isn't as long.
*flicks hair back*
Oh.
It's longer at the back . . . :P
Ah, that makes sense.
*attempts to measure*
Okay, I think it's over fifteen centimetres at the back (longer than my fifteen cm ruler), but it's hard to tell because I have to hunch my shoulder over so I can reach whilst staring at the mirror (because, you know, it's my back).
The frontish bits are a few inches past my shoulders at the longest.
Something like that. :)
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((Omg... Star :P I love that you try to measure your hair))
I'm... Well, actually pretty good, I think. My moods fluctuate a lot, but recently I've been more happy than not, so yeah. Thanks. How are you?
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@Ari: You make incredibly good points there. :) :) But still. Limited amount of time on this Earth. Got to not waste it being bored. *nods*
Hi! :)
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"Why are you smiling?" Hailey's fingers twitched as she wondered what Liz's plan was
She still made Hailey nervous. That was good. It was almost a shame to stop now.
"I forgive you."
Now, that threw Hailey off. Liz smirked.
"If you think I'm falling for that one, you're an idiot." Hailey decided.
She snapped her fingers and the guards on either side of her walked towards Liz. Another guard opened the door behind her and grabbed her wrists, forcing them into handcuffs.
"Not at all." Liz smiled again and didn't struggle as she was led away.
Something was bothering her... "Charon?" Hailey called one of the guards back.
"Yes?" Reynard Charon gestured to another guard to take his position blocking Liz from escaping to her left. He walked over and stopped, leaning against the doorway.
"Make sure she's in the center cell and activate every precaution possible. I don't know what game Liz is playing, but I've waited too long to let her get away. Raise the stakes with the guards, too. Triple pay or death, blah, blah, blah." She waved her hand to let Charon know he was dismissed.
"Of course." He nodded briskly, then turned and walked away.
After he carried out her orders, he went outside and checked for any listening devices. When he was certain it was safe, he dialed a number...
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@Adra: :P Thanks.
Well, I was curious and stuff. I never really look at how my hair looks at the back, because my eyes are at the front of my head. Plus, I was attempting to reasonably describe it. :) It would have been annoying if I'd said it was so long and it was nowhere near.
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Oh, I wouldn't say it's good to waste it being bored. I wholeheartedly agree with you- as of now, we only get about a century of life on this planet. That is not close to enough time for me to do all the things I want to do with my life. That's why I'm always busy- I could have a ton of free time, but I run myself ragged with tons of extra stuff that I like doing because if I did have free time, I would just sit there thinking to myself about how much I could be doing, and then I think I'd explode.
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((Well that's good to hear, Ari. I'm glad you're improving. *hugs* I'm okay- a little stressed with exams, but okay. :) ))
((Fabi, I love the name "Charon"...))
((Ooh, sounds cool, Fabi!))
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ARETHA TESLA!!!
@Lantern: *watching*
@Ari: You live life to the full. :) Which is good. My friend wrote on her hand one day "Life is for the living, so if you're not living it, you're better off dead."
My other friend said it was a bit harsh and we had a mini-debate about it, but my point is, you should live life.
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((Hi Zaf!
Wow, I just realized that I dropped back into parenthesis without realizing it. Hm.))
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Ah... I hate Creepypastas... *Picks up her guitars and starts playing again*
((DEATH!!!! HI!!! *tacklehugs tightly* How are you?))
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(*tackles* Ari Ari omg im so happy *hugs and also in a way would be hugging Nic because im so happy*)
((Why do you keep looking them up then, Rose? :P))
Hi Death! :) :) :)
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((I'm guessing our friendly Englishman has departed...
Hm
Bye Trip! *waves*))
(Omg guys please comment on my Nameless chapter i wants feedback and this is odd I'm never this happy
((Thanks, Adra))
((Thanks Ari))
((hugs people))
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(*Positions her guitar out of the way do to isn't crushed. Hugs Ari back* Hi!! I'm... I'm good, I guess. Final news coming this afternoon and I get to spend the weekend with my bestie. So.... Yeah, I'm a cool banana. How are you?
@Adra: Because I can't help myself!! They're so scary and I love scary things and now I'm going to be killed by this Elissa chick who is going to give me a few days to live then make me stab myself with a silver knife!! XD ))
(Be back in a sec. I'm starving. Touch my guitar and die.))
((And I must go now, sorry! See you lovely people either later!))
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@Death: Okay. :)
Guitars are awesome. :)
@Zaf: Welcome to moodswingville! :) :)
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((I'd love to work at Creepypasta and just troll everyone...
And okay!))
((Also- fingers crossed?))
Fours Ari! :(
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((Goodbye, Aretha! It was nice to check in with you!))
(Wow ok im happy
(Bai Ari
((bye Ari [hugs] ))
((See you, Deathy))
(([touches guitar] [dies]))
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The Our Moment perfume just got advertised to me via Youtube. :)
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:O NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *rushes to Fabi and checks her pulse* *finds it absent* *falls to ground and wails in horror* *accidentally touches guitar on way to ground* *dies*
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((((((((D: Starrrrrrrr!))))))))))
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(((((((((((FABI!)))))))))))))
(((((((((((It's okay, someone just needs to blow me back up again. :P I'm a bubble, remember?))))))))))))
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((((((((((Well, I can't, 'cause I'm dead!)))))))))))
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((((((((((In afterlife: *starts trying to build a ladder back to Life out of souls who are so bored of being stuck here they've fallen asleep*
One of them: *wakes up* *glares*
Me: *winces* Sorry!
Soul: *roars angrily*
Me: ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!)))))))))
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(((((((((@Lantern: HOW DARE YOU BE DEAD. :O))))))))
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*lays in a ball*
*Comes back and glowers at Star and Fabi* Did I not warn you? *Chuckles and picks up the guitar*
((Why did you-
no
what))
Now Ms. Kerias, are you yourself the ball, or are you inside of a much larger, hollow ball?
((((((((((((How dare YOU be dead?)))))))))))))))
((Does not respond to Death, because I'm dead!))
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*stares at Sir* I'm inside the ball
((((((((*glares at Death from the afterlife* IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!!!!!!!!!!
*hides from angry soul*
Angry soul: *hides from me*
Me: What?
Angry soul: TO KNOW ONE'S ENEMY IS TO DEFEAT ONES ENEMY.
I SHALL ATTACK YOU WITH YOUR OWN TACTICS!
Me: Ooh. *keeps hiding*
Angry soul: *keeps hiding*
*gets bored*
*attacks*
Me: ARGHHHHHHH!))))))
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*waves to Sir*
*Looks at Fabi an Star, grinning* Do you two want to come back to life? Do ya? *Kicks both if them before drawing a sigil in permanent marker on their foreheads. She activities it and waits for them to wake up, leaning on her guitar*
(And now I must depart for food)
*Tosses a rock at Sir's hat*
(ttfn Zaf!))
((Goodbye, Zaf!))
((Guys.
I sound like a stoner in my paragraph :
"It is only after understanding these points does one wonder why Eliot used the Victorian era fairy tale for her novel. Perhaps she was fond of the style, and wished to make her own attempt at it. Or, perhaps Eliot wished to turn her writing into a hidden message for the world, and hide the hard truths of life that she saw, behind a veil of utopia."
GUYS
OMG))
(That's actually really good, Adra! I can't write anything like that!!))
((I'm tempted to stay dead out of stubbornness!))
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@Lantern: WELL.
I DARE.
BEACSUE I AM A BUBBLE!
AND I'M AWESOME!
AND I HAVE THE RIGHTS ADN LEFTS TO DO ANYTHING I WANT, INCLDUING BEING DEAD!
Angry soul: *stops abruptly* You're a bubble?
Me: Yes. *is a bubble*
Angry soul: Ooh. O_O
Me: Yeahhhhhh . . .
Angry soul: Can you use your bubbly powers to get me out of here? I'm bored!
Me: Sure!
*remembers I don't know how to get out of here* *thinks it best not to tell the angry soul that* Uhhh . . . first you have to . . . build a campfire!
Angry soul: . . . Whyyyyyy?
Me: To send the smoke of your longing up to the world of the spirits!
Angry soul . . . this IS the world of the spirits.
Me: Uh, no. This is the world of the souls.
Angry soul: . . . righttttttttttt. *starts looking for wood*
*remembers there is none*
Can I burn souls?
Me: Uhhhh . . . no. They kind of eztinguish the fire. It's why this world hasn't burnt and died yet.
Anrgy soul: *grumbles* *searches*
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(*Snickers*))
Me: *feeling Death's calling* Ooh! I feel a calling!
Farewell, my fellow souls!
Angry soul: *roars angrily like a soul* NOT UNTIL YOU TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!!
Me: ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
((@Adra: *hugs* You're awesomeness. :) :)
Hi Sir! :)))
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(( Thank you Rose... :O And I'm sure you could- in fact, I'm positive that you can *hugs*))
((Fabi: the ultimate troller))
*Adra sips her hot chocolate still*
((Snickers? You have chocolate?))
[Wakes up]
[Mumbles about chocolate]
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(You'd be surprised, Adra...))
Greetings, Ms. Rose, Dark, Kerias, Inkbright, and Fabienne.
((What?))
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Hello Sir!
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(It's so horrible... http://trollpasta.wikia.com/wiki/JEFF_THE_KILLER_LEARNS_THE_MEANING_OF_CHRISTMAS
*Cries from laughter*
~AWESOME PEOPLE ARE AWESOME~
~YOU ALL ARE AWESOME PEOPLE~
~THEREFORE, YOU ARE AWESOME~
~YES THIS MEANS YOU~
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Me: AW DAMMIT NOW FABI'S GONE. -_-
Angry soul: *still being angry like a soul*
Me: Hey, angry soul?
Angry soul: I'm not angry!
Me: . . . Sure you're not. Ummmm . . . did you know that if you do enough good deeds and spirit-y thing, you graduate from a soul to a spirit?
Angry soul: O_O *dashes around soul world* *finds fuel for fire* *sits there devotedly meditating*
Me: *sighs with relief* *departs back into the world of the living*
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Oh.
Hippos.
((I wouldn't be, I bet... :P))
*raises glass* Hear hear!
*Glances at the younger alchemist as she passes*
*Priya sneaks up behind Sir with a snowball*
((YOU ARE TOO FABI!))
@Death: what. :P
((I AGREE WITH BOTH LANTERN AND ADRA. :)))
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And now, I need to go sleepies. :(
FOURSSSSSSSSSS.
I love you all. :)
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*Adra calls* Love you too, Star! *cuddles* Sleep well, my child
Very well, good bye, Ms. Inkbright.
I threw a rock at your hat, Sir. Now, I shall throw a cat. *Throws an adorable kitten at Sir's hat*
(Bye Star!))
((Bye Starrrr [hugs]))
Esquibeth: Mrow! [Flies over and picks up the other cat by the scruff of its neck] [Tries to helicopter, but isn't meant to be two cat-weights] [Lands with a plop]
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((Msd...))
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((Okay, Fabi :/))
*Pets Esquibeth*
*Priya backs off, going back to her snowman*
Ms. Rose, that is unimaginably rude.
It's not like a cat could do much, anywise.
*Tacklehugs Sharky* It's because I love you! That's why I did it! And the cat would have tried to eat you!!! *Laughs*
Esquibeth: [Lets go of the kitten and sniffs Adra's hand curiously]
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Erm, quite.
*stays laying in the snow*
((wait Fabi I just realized the pic change...
omg.)
*Pets the kitten*
*Priya tries again to get the head of the snowman on the second tier*
*She fails horribly*
Y'know, I can't comprehend how you stay so formal...
My guess is that you're a ghost of some alien who looked like a shark and spoke very formal English.
Either that, Ms. Rose, or a very poorly written fictional character.
((Not poorly written! That would be slandering the author's creativity. And that is unimaginable.))
Nah, that wouldn't be it. You're totally an alien.
((Yup! I have several GIFs of Jesy. Not all of them work, though.))
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(([Nods at what Adra said]))
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*gets up and tries walking but my ankle screams and I fall*
...
Quite.
*Priya hops up again with the snow man head, trying to put it on top*
*She glares, and almost tries to get Adra's attention to help- before remembering that Adra isn't much taller than she*
Esquibeth: [Helicopters over to Priya and bounces]
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*Priya looks terribly confused*
Esquibeth: [Helicopters around Priya in a circle] [Bounces again and zooms off]
((Gtg, sorry!))
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((Bye, Fabi! *hugs*))
*Priya looks at where the cat was*
*She forms rather vulgar words without saying anything*
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