My Christmas tree is up. It actually went up a few weeks ago. It's not a REAL Christmas tree. I mean, it's real ENOUGH. It's not IMAGINARY. If you threw it at someone, it'd hit them. But it's made from assorted plastics and stuff. Also it's black. It looks awesome, but lacks that Christmas tree smell. But I don't mind that. My folks have a real Christmas tree up, and that's where Christmas happens anyway, so who cares if my house doesn't smell of pine needles? Not me. Not really.
Not... really...
Anyway, yes, the tree. It's up. The presents are bought. They're not wrapped, but they're bought. Most of them. Okay, I haven't a clue what to get my dad, but he's a dad. He'll be happy with socks. Fathers are simple creatures.
So... tree up. Presents bought. These are things I set aside time to do, because I needed to set aside time. I've been so busy lately that if I hadn't set aside this time, I just wouldn't get around to it. There are loads of things I just didn't have time for, like sending out Christmas cards. I love sending out cards. I try to combine it with answering all the letters from readers, so when I send off a reply, they get a Christmas card too. How lovely! But not this year. Answering all those letters, sending all those cards, would take two days at a minimum, and they are two days I can't afford to take off writing.
The writing is going well, by the way. I've been focussing on short stories these last three weeks, building up quite a collection of new stuff. Each of these stories will be told in a different "voice" than the one you're used to. You'll see what I mean when you read them.
One thing that I haven't decided on yet are the Christmas Skype calls I was planning on making. Essentially, I was going to take an hour one day and just fit as many three-minute Skype calls into that hour as I could. It seemed like a lovely idea at the time, but I'm not so sure anymore. Not everyone who wanted a call would be available on that hour, and so I'd have to field quite a few complaints. Then there'd be the people who'd want a one-on-one chat, when I'd only be comfortable chatting if there were two or more people in the room with you. Basically, my idea would end up causing a whole lot of hassle that I could really do without, so I just don't know.
Okay then, enough jibber-jabber. I have work to do.
Be cool, my Minions.
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#ChaseForBook9
(( *bows all that was based on bastille songs.... or more, inspired by bastille songs.
BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE))
((There is? HUZZAH!))
#ChaseForBook9
*Stands up, going to Trip*
*Takes a deep breath*
Well then. I can help, if you want... But, it would be at the risk that you might be someone different...
(( [Shrugs] ))
(( [hugs Adra] ))
(*Bites Fabi's ear*)
Alexis: ok
... I'm not perfect, you know... and... I dont wear my flaws with pride... I just... acknowledge then...
L: I ... *hugs* you're perfect to me.
((End scene))
(D'awwww. Adorabaloo.)
I don't know, if I want to know.
#ChaseForBook9
(( [Yelps and throws a coconut-filled chocolate at Adra] ))
(( [hides behind a pillow] ))
(( now im thinkjng of using more songs as insperation... hmmm))
*Nods slowly* Well... *Reaches, taking his hands* If you ever decide, I'll stand by your decision. Even if it means you might change..
((*Takes it, and sips the coconut* Delish.
*Throws a souffle at her*))
Thank you, Adra.
#ChaseForBook9
“I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
*Smiles* No problem, dear.
*Glances around him*
Excuse me for a moment, I have to go gather some firewood... You might as well make yourself comfortable for the night- get settled and all. I'm not sure how long it'll take.
*Glides from the caves, moving to where she saw a few dry sticks earlier, gathering them up with a chill*
That damn table..
(The Bronte sisters are the best!)
*sits in my room in the treehouse* that god damned copy!!! I cant speak to it
Ravel: I get it, relax.
*sits on a rock*
How're you, Alexis?
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: alright I guess
Good.
#ChaseForBook9
*Gathers up more wood in her arms, picking them where she can, even going down to the lake even to gather them*
*She begins to shiver* Oh my gods... *Begins to make her way back* I shouldn't have torn the dress. I shouldn't have torn it.. *Growls at herself*
Alexis: I'm just a bit upset honestly
Akward moment between trip and alexis. XD
*Walks in, and looks at the two of them*
*Goes to the side, building the small fire*
I kind of expected that. We all are.
#ChaseForBook9
*Works with a match until she has a good fire going*
*Blows on it, until the fire grows and grows*
*Wraps her arms around herself, and curls up*
Alexis: *quietly* yeah aren't we all? *sighs*
*Listens to what they're saying*
*Knows all too well herself*
I love reading this btw, wish I could be involved. But id probably mess it up a bit, pr change it a lot. *shrugs*
*Reaches into her bag and pulls out a little rack and puts hot water over the flames*
*Carefully tends to the water*
G2g, bye
(Bye Snow!
And Trip, who is probably gone..?)
*Finishes the hot chocolate*
*She pours herself a bit, goes over and hands some to Alexis*
*Curls up against a break in the wall, keeping it close to her for warmth*
Alexis: *sighs*
*Frowns*
*Figures She might not want to talk about it*
*Puts her chocolate to the side and wraps her arms around herself, closing her eyes*
Alexis: I'm scared...
*Shakes her head, her eyes still closed* Fear isn't necessary, Lexi. We'll save him- he will be fine.
Alexis: I've seen a lot today...just is overwhelming
*Smiles* It's alright- completely natural. I wouldn't expect anything less, really.
*Nods to her* Get some rest. You'll be fine tomorrow.
Alexis: I'm not tired though
*Rolls her eyes* You're more so than you think. Mental exhaustion is a thing as well..
Alexis: I know Adra. I'm a Sensitive. I always am mentally exhausted after training with Kayla.
*Murmurs to herself* Try all the time...
*Glances up* Please, Lexi. Try to get some sleep. We don't know what'll happen tomorrow.
Alexis: fine. *curls up in a ball*
*Smirks* I won't need to sing to you, will I?
Alexis: I've never been sung to, since I was Livvy's age. Mom sings to Livvy. *closes eyes* And Christopher
*Shrugs* One never gets too old..
(wb Snow)
Alexis: *giggles* Never!
(Hey Snow....holy hell -15
*Pushes herself up into a more comfortable position, and thinks*
*Sings an old song from when she was younger, in a separate language from English, her voice rolling over the notes soothingly, like melted chocolate*
(We're at... -8, windchill of -28)
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=q3bGYljQ5Uw&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dq3bGYljQ5Uw
its all CGI and editing, but.... wow...
Alexis: *smiles drifting off to sleep, peaceful*
(Air temp: -5 windchill is about -25....im in the house freezing with heat and you can hear the wind...no school is open
(Yeah.. That's really cold?)
*She continues to sing until she's absolutely sure Alexis is asleep*
*Still feels proud that she can manage to do that, 200 years later*
*Closes her eyes, thinking about how good of a mother she would have been*
*Rubs her arms, relaxing*
Olivia: *sits up by Momma* Can I go to the Sanctuary?
When?
Olivia: Tomorrow.
Ravel: Do you want to come with me?
Olivia: yeah!!!
*Curls up on her side, falls asleep easily*
(Night if you sleep)
((Littleeeee Mixxxxxxxx))
*hugs fabbbb*
(Huh
[hugs Snowy]
My mum just said
"You can't eat crayon"
And I said
"No, you shouldn't eat crayon. There's a difference"
[Photo editingggggg]
(I'm gonna sleep now
((Night Zafffffff!
Nighttttt zafflllleeee
[Sticks a smiley face sticker to Snow's sleeve]
*sticks a smily face sticker on fabi's nose*
[Relocates sticker from nose to hat where it does not itch]
*pokes fabi's cheek*
Hmmmmm
[Is trying to decide whether to switch profile pics to one of my new LM edits or keep this awesome one Mara did]
[Is probably just going to email out my edits]
[They'll be here for anyone who's interested]
[Pokes Snow's elbow]
*doesn't know what fabi should do*
*licks fabi's elbow*
[Locates a paper towel and wipes elbow]
[Is keeping current pic for now, methinks]
*nods*
*wonders if we're talking telepathically*
Henry: [Nods sagely]
Moss: [Tilts head at Henry] [Pauses] [Nods at Snow]
*gives Henry an owl cookie* *because there are definitely such things as owl cookies*
*sits down*
Henry: [Eats the cookie in an extremely dignified manner]
Moss: [Points out that there are too many crumbs for it to be considered dignified]
Henry: [Glares] [Eats all the crumbs that fell to the floor when he was devouring his treat]
*majestically eats a doughnut* *because I am awesome like that*
Henry: [Doesn't acknowledge Moss] [Nods approvingly at Snow]
Esquibeth: [Bounces in and tries to pounce on the doughnut]
((Msd....))
(Kay)
*huggles esquibeth*
G2g, dinner. *huggles Henry, Esquibeth and Fabi* byee
OLLO
☂☂turns into Mycroftbunny☂☂
☂☂hops over to Esquibeth, curious☂☂
☂And yes, there's an important line between CAN'T and SHOULDN'T.☂
EMBEERRRRRRRRR!!!! I THINK FABI LEFT
BLOOOOOBBBB
☂HIIIIIIII☂
☂☂Mycroftbunny hops over to Snowfish☂☂
*is now a bunny*
☂☂Mycroftbunny gives Stormbunny an Eskimo kiss☂☂
*hides behind ember*
*looks concerned*
*hops over*
*is hiding*
MYCROFT IS MY BUNNY BUDDY
☂(Yeah!)☂
*hops around, finding her immediately*
*gives her a bunny-friendship-nuzzle*
*teleports to embers shoulder* *because I'm a magic bunny*
*looks sad*
*ears flop*
☂(Btw, did you know I gave Mycroft's umbrella teleportation powers?)☂
*teleports back and put mycroftbunny on other shoulder*
*looks happy*
(Cool!)
*nose twitches*
*bunny-signs* we are shoulder bunnys
*bunny-sings* And what does that mean, Miss Stormbunny? Are we condemned to life on a single platform? Are we not free bunnies?
*bunny-sings* no, it means we are bunnys that sit oj shoulders
☂(I MEANT SIGNS)☂
☂☂(mutters)☂☂ ☂bunny-sings☂
*bunny-signs* That is an unfair generalisation.
*bunny-signs* We were previously on the floor, were we not? Did we change from floor-bunnies to shoulder-bunnies? I, personally, did not feel my genetic makeup change in any way.
*facepaw* *bunny-signs* I was trying to have fun. Meany. *sits on embers head, sulking*
Oh. My apologies.
*tries to climb up Ember's head*
☂Oy! That tickles!☂
☂☂puts him on the floor gently☂☂
*frowns*
*gets out tiny bunnybrella*
*teleports to Ember's head next to Snow*
*bunny-signs* My apologies.
*tackle hugs, knocking us both of embers head*
*squeals*
*uses bunnybrella to float to the ground safely with Stormbunny*
☂(This is just the most adorable rp)☂
(Yushh)
*steals bunnybrella*
*bunny-signs* mine now
*big eyes*
*mewling sound*
*bunny-signs* MINEEEEE
*bunny-signs* I will call my lawyers if I have to, Miss Stormbunny, and we will burn you down to the ground.
*tries to grab the umbrella out of her paws*
*falls over*
*bunny-signs* but it just so amazing!!! *clurches bunnybrella*
*eyes widen and checks if mycroftbunny is okay*
*whimpers*
*huggles mycroftbunny, placing bunnybrella next to him*
*pauses, then huggles back*
*discreetly moves the bunnybrella away from Stormbunny using his foot*
*suddenly dashes away, hiding*
*looks confused*
*bunny-signs* What are you hiding from?
*bunny-signs* youuuuuu. Not gonna find mehhhhh. *hides*
*bunny-signs* Challenge accepted.
*hops around, twitching his nose and trying to find her*
*has quietly teleported to inside embers jacket pocket*
(Btw, you are now wearing a jacket)
((
http://www.quotev.com/quiz/4265469/Witch-fandom-do-you-belong-in/
THERE IS NO SUPERWHOLOCK OPTION
ASDFGHJKLASDFGUJKLJGSGDUWK))
☂(I like jackets :D)☂
*sniffs around Ember's feet*
☂(What was yours?)☂
(Whovian. Then the second time sherlock.)
*sits still jn embers pocket*
☂(I GOT WHOVIAN TOO!)☂
*twitches nose*
*climbs up Ember's leg*
☂☂frowns☂☂
☂Hey, ouchie!☂
☂☂pats Mycroftbunny anyway☂☂
*notices the bulge in Ember's jacket pocket*
*sniffs at it*
*makes squeaky noises*
*pretends I'm not here*
☂(Okay I gotta go buy some food so I'll see you later!)☂
*squeaks*
*wiggles his way into the jacket pocket*
*nuzzles Stormbunny*
*poofs*
Byeeeeee ember and mycroftbunny
☂Hello!☂
☂(again)☂
Hello!! Distant, sorry, cleaning teeth
Did ya leave again??
*smiles*
*hops over*
*signs* I'm here.
*pokes*
*looks horrified*
*signs* Please refrain from doing that. There are enough people in this world who like to disrupt my stomach.
*looks at his fluffy stomach, which is still wobbling after Stormbunny poked it*
*signs* sorrryyyyyy *huggles*
*thinks*
*signs* imma bored. I'd suggest bunny chess, but it is rather hard, what with being a bunny and all.
*huggles back*
*signs back* Bunny Operation is much harder, trust me. I'm sure we can find some other game to play. What games do rabbits usually play?
*signs* I don't know. I imagine ones that involve chasing.
*signs* Or perhaps carrots. Or lettuce. I wonder if we could find some sort of slope to ski down on a lettuce leaf... sort of like a literal bunny slope...
*signs* that'd be fun. *thinks*
*turns to Ember*
*noms on the bottom of her pants and tugs gently to get her attention*
☂☂looks down☂☂
☂Yes?☂
*does weird skiing motions*
☂Ah. I'm afraid I don't know how to help you with that... why don't you guys just teleport over to a ski slope?☂
*waves paws around*
☂Ah. You don't have a coat.☂
*signs* bunny coats are hard to find.
☂I actually know of a bunny tail-or (DO YOU GET THE PUN? DO YOU?) nearby who can help you buy coats. I'll take you there, if you want.☂
Sure ( YES I GET THE PUN) that'd be lovely
☂Okay! (GOOD)☂
☂☂picks them both up gently☂☂
☂☂carries them to the TAILOR☂☂
☂☂puts them down☂☂
☂☂gives them some money☂☂
☂Have fun clothes shopping!☂
*blinks*
*signs* o-okay then...
*finds a really expensive, well-tailored coat*
*looks at the amount of money he has*
*adds up the amount of money they have collectively*
*frowns because it isn't enough, and anyway it's not practical for skiing*
*signs* What are you thinking of getting, Miss Stormbunny?
*thinks*
*signs* something warm and well fitting. Preferably of a decent price.
*signs* That sounds reasonable. Any particular colour?
*signs* no. So long as it's not pink
*signs* Alright.
*looks through all the tailored coats, trying to find one that's as warm as it is fashionable*
*eventually goes for a big, puffy, fluffy black jacket just because it's super warm and comfy*
(:P)
☂(:D)☂
☂(I told you! When I'm around, you get first :p)☂
(I dedicate this page to bunnys looking for well-tailored ski jackets)
*riffles around in a line of jackets*
☂(Seems legit.)☂
*signs* Have you found anything that caught your eye?
*nods, pulling out a navy blue fluffy jacket*
*quickly checks the price and smiles*
*signs, after trying it on* perfect
*signs* You look lovely. Alright, off to the cashier we go!
*pays*
*silently pays and hops out the door*
*hops out with her*
☂Nice jackets! Okay, off you guys go.☂
*teleports them both to a ski slope*
G2g!! *huggles ember and mycroftbunny* byee
☂(NOOOOOO)☂
*sighs sadly*
*tail and ears droop*
*shuffles dejectedly along the ski slope with his skis on, the two poles dragging along behind him*
*sits down and takes off his skis*
*goes for a walk, bunny shoulders slumped*
*trips over a rock*
*tumbles down the mountain*
hello?
Hullo?
Anni!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*rolls in* *grumbles*
Hullo, Emerald!
Sorry I haven't been on in a while.
I've been busy.
What you grumbling for Kerias, you're off today lol
Oh I know all about life taking over Anni, don't worry about it!
Holy hell its cold *cuddles dynamite shivering*
Emmy convert -15 degrees Farheiheit to Celsius.
It's been sub-zero where I come from as well.
I'm off school due to it
-26 Celsius Em, thats what it is here...
-26 celsius?? I don't understand...
Ah sucks to be you lol
Its only 8 here.
Keep warm though all my Americano friends. I don't want popsicles as friends from now on.
*stretches*
*yawns*
*sips a cup of tea*
Nothing like a hot cup of tea on a cold morning.
So, how have you been, Emerald?
(Celsius? I'm calling BS...)
ADRA!
Now its a party lol
PARTY TIME!
*hides in the corner with a book*
This is how I party.
(Hello, Annika! *hugs*
Ay, 25C is like... In the 50s or 60s, I think. I might be wrong.
(Then again, I have no idea how the metric system works!
GOOD JOB AMERICA!)
The metric system is a system of measurement, not a system of temperature.
*pushes her glasses up on her nose*
I was going to suggest carrying on with the roleplay but that's not fair on Anni and I'm not sure if we should wait for Trip anymore -_-
Nah, that's quite alright. I can leave.
The international system of units certainly makes far more sense than the American.
Oh no, no no no no!!!
I don't want you to leave Anni, you just got here.
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