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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Harralie, Harralie, Harralie, Harralie
Life is like a dream!
*grins, proud of what I did there*
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Adro? *laughs* I like it. :P
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OMGG Star, that's so good. xD
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Harralie, Harralie, Harralie, Harralie,
@Taia: Fabi made the Harralie song like that. :) I just recreated it, deviating form the word Adro.
DAMN, I was laughing so much at everyone's death threats toward Anni's assassin guy earlier. XD I like Blogland.
#ChaseForBookNine
That was quite amusing. Anni's song as well.
Hiya Fabi *waves*
@Jade: Yes. :)
*from
*love
*really love
*adore
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@Adra: Yes. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
I thought of all the things I'd like to saaayyy
Cramped up and couldn't write a word all dayy
I just waited for my world to fall apart
That's why I'll never finish anything I---
FabiFabiFabiFabi*hugs* Hi! :)
#ChaseForBook9
@Star: Oh? Fabi's awesome like that, I figure. :3
But the derivation from Adro was pretty good, nonetheless. :)
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Adro...
Bah
Yeah, it was hilarious to read through/ghost.
I'm not sure if I'm here now, I mean, I've been ghosting for a bit, but I was doing that yesterday, too, and by the time I posted anything, I had to leave.
Also, I feel like I need to be here, but when I get here, I really don't, so..........yeah.
Well, just remember that it's always fun to read you and talk, but do what makes you the most comfortable
Okay...
You make me come down easy
Awwwh, you've been a friend...
*hugs Fabi*
I don't know what I can say, except that I like having you here because that's true. But, I also think that-
You're awesome whether you're here or not here or somewhere betwixt the two, basically, and so do what is best for you at that specific time?
*pauses*
I refreshed the page, and Adra's making more sense than I am, so I'll stand in support of that because the words are better, but the truth is all there. :)
*nods*
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These wings are made to flyyyyy
And we don't let nobody bring us doooown
No matter what you say it won't hurt me
Don't matter if I fall from the skyyy
These wings are made to flyyyyy
*hugs Fabi8**disappears*
Hi/ Bye Mara *hugs*
[hugs Taia and Mara]
Wbd, writing for TSE, but I think I'm here until Grandmom gets up.
[hugs Adra, too]
okay Fabs
oh HELL
OH HELL MY EYES ARE ON FIRE
FUCKING CONTACTS
FEADULACVDBJHV
*hugs Marararara*
*hugs Fabi back* Okay. :)
Adra! D: 8hugs*
#ChaseForBook9
Trob
Oh my god
Best ship ever.
Mara's writing that one I'm crying omg
What?
I appear to have missed so much in my skimming back through the comments, :-/
I don't know if that was for me, Jade, but Mara and I are making a fanfic blog for the ships of Blogland, and she made up Trob
Trip
and Bob
and I'm laughing so hard
XD
That'll be hilarious.
Then I suggest Trip x Bar... And yeah :P
I'm so doing Niccocoat though. That one is MINE
Rest assured there will be multiple Vancocious/Moist Toscarlettes/ Osmosis if we get Annika's permission.
Aye
Ah we should probably ask Trip first. He'll probably be okay with that.
And Ezter...
HEY STAR CAN WE WRITE EZTER?
Bearing in mind that this blog is supposed to be taken lightly, and these stories won't be serious shipping things, just poorly-written ficlets for the craic
*laughs* Sounds fun. x3 ^^
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We are not amused.
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No? :0
...Niccolò would like to point out that he did kill Hyde, multiple times. He did not have anything to do with the fact that Hyde was brought back. He doesn't fail when he's trying to kill people.
This is sort of like that one time Zaf accused him of attempted murder, and he was like, no, I didn't want you to die. I never attempt to murder and then fail. I just murder, and occasionally torture. Yeah. Anyway. Hello everyone!
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Hello, Aretha!
And
er
yes
I think
Hi Trip! :)
:P
Hiya Aretha! :)
#ChaseForBook9
Hey Ari.
#ChaseForBook9
Well, Hyde was saying Niccolò couldn't kill him. But Niccolò did kill him. Multiple times. So, yes.
#ChaseForBook9
Hello, Trip and Taia!
#ChaseForBook9
Wait- Trip, so what can we write about that concerns you? As I said, these aren't serious things, and they aren't, like, past the "G" rating.
Except Tadra. Because, I think that's kind of a given. Not that stories are often made about that..
Would you like to test that, Aretha?
Hello Ari.
Well, he did kill you. Other people brought you back- that's not his problem. But it is an undeniable fact that he did kill you. So, *shrugs* deal with it.
#ChaseForBook9
I mean, I could have killed you- I should have, really, I'm not sure why I didn't- and I'm not half as good as he is. Don't give yourself too much credit.
Hey Jade!
#ChaseForBook9
Oh, write whatever you want, it was a joke.
#ChaseForBook9
I mean, it was just a good way to enter really.
#ChaseForBook9
He could have tried multiple times, but he didn't. Not once I was brought back. *casually wipes the blood off his knife* Not even after my fun last night, after leaving Adrasdos. *laughs* Your screwed up boyfriend cannot help you, Aretha. If I killed Adrasdos now, you may be the one that attacks, nut you will join her
Herrow Jade.
#ChaseForBook9
(Hello, Mr. Trip and Miss Taia.)
Oh... okay :) Thank you!!!
Aye, but just saying, I'm unkillable until I say that I can be killed, so..
*gives him a skeptical look* You know, you're sort of an idiot. Like, you just think you're invincible- and you're really, really not. You were almost killed by a 19 year old girl, and I wasn't even using any magic. You're sort of pathetic, really, when you think about it. And you can't kill Adra. It's not going to work. Maybe you should get your head checked instead.
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Hello Trip.
...
It might be best for me to leave now...
Oh, skip the prolonged exits, and just stay or go, Moss.
...
...
BLAUGH.
I like you here, Moss! *hugs* If you really want to go, though, I'm not going to stop you... *hugs again*
#ChaseForBook9
Maybe you should as well. *glares at Adrasdos* I have better things to do. *walks off*
You don't have to leave, Fabi!
Unless you really, really want to... Then *hugs*
But, if you're iffy, you should stay :P
*half-smiles* Yep, I bet you do.
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah
I'm just a projection.
I'm not even here! I'm actually at Camp Wolf with people.
Perhaps I'm becoming self - aware..
((Will vanish for a few minutes))
#ChaseForBook9
(You don't have to go)
*comes down from the treehouse holding Christopher close, looking very upset* First Liv...now Lexi...
Dun dun duuuun!
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(Okay Ari... And that comment, Fabi, was pretty deep...)
*Releases the baby fox from yesterday*
*Is scampers off*
*Feels herself melt away*
ahhhhh
*Opens her eyes, back in the office*
*Sits*
*Reads*
I think I'm staying as long as I can. Mom just woke up, though, and now she's talking at me. [Crawls under the sofa]
Sorry. Chemistry. I also got distracted and drew what looks like an upside-down loaf of bread on my past-paper booklet. :P
I'm not really sure how much use these question booklets are, because they're all old-spec questions, and half of them seem to be from the wrong unit altogether, and a few are the wrong tier of entry, also. *frowns*
Um.
Hiya Zaffy! :)
*hugs Fabi* *nods to what Ari and Adro have said, already*
#ChaseForBook8
(Adra Lexi is reading so.)
Ravel: I told you, Alexis is 15 going on 16, if she is prisoner she'll escape and plus she's on of his Sense-Wardens. We'll get Olivia back.
*hugs Christopher close*
Ravel: May I hold him?
*shakes head* He's staying in my arms.
Javier: *comes down and immediatly backs away from Zavel*
(Hello Taia! Ooh I may go get ham from the fridge)
*Smacks Taia with a feather*
Let's not bring "Adro" back. That was a dark time... :P
Ravel: *kisses Zaf's cheek* I love you.
*smiles* Fine you can hold him
Ravel: *happily holds Christopher*
@Adra: Sorry, it was too hard to resist. xD
I'll try. *nods* :P
Oh heck, it's three O'clock. I should probably eat something.
BRB. *rolls in teh general direction of fridge in a dizzy flurry of limbs and slight hunger*
#ChaseForBook9
Hi! :)
Wbd.
@Adra: Sure, you can write Ezter. :) They wouldn't mind. They'd fine it funny. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDd
yay
(I don't know if you guys wanted to write any of my ships but you can write any of them Zavel or Zavier)
See you, Taia!
*Yawns slightly*
*Tugs on Trip's sleeve* Trip. Hey Trip.
(I'm just going to say- Ernest Hemingway has a problem with run-on sentences. He and Mary Ann Evans should be pals.)
Helloooooooooooooo?
*slowly plods down the street*
*as snow drifts down from the sky*
(Hey hey hey Blogland.
*tries to swagger seductively and instead trips and falls on her face*)
Hullo, Annika
Hey Benjamin
Hey Adra
Hello Annika
(Hullo.
Would anyone like to role-play with me?
It is okay if you do not.
I have other things to do, I just thought I'd pop on.)
I can Annika
Ravel: I love you Zaf
*smiles*
Ravel: he's so adorable
Yes Adra?
#ChaseForBook9
Er, if you wish, although if Em comes on, I'll have to leave to switch back over to her plot.
Ah, nevermind, I'll just bring in a character :P
Hey Benjamin! :)
Hey Anni! :)
Sorry, I really am being distant. D: I am completing a Project. A rather boring one that is not of great concern to anyone.
#ChaseForBookNine
(Some of mine could if you don't mind a hitman)
(Alright, well then . . .)
*returns to her usual hangout*
*the creepy abandoned swing set in the snow*
*and begins to swing*
Hello Star
(BASICALLY. Don't judge Lysander. *facepalm*)
Trip, perhaps you should sit down, you've been standing for a while..
Yeah, I would Annika. Um.... two hours from now...
*Trip walks into the HQ of The Evil League of Evil, and marches up to the front desk*
You! Trish! I have a complaint to file!
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(Okay Star... :/)
*Lysander stops in the middle of the woods, glancing at Precocious*
*He walks up, clicking his heels together*
*Bows*
Madame.
No, Adra, I will fly!
#ChaseForBook9
*Stands somewhere?*
(Yikes!)
Trish: *chewing her gum loudly*
*sorting through some files*
*she look awful*
*like she's been hit by a train*
*she looks up at Trip*
What the HELL do YOU want!?
--
*looks up*
*and smiles uncertainly*
Hullo, sir. A find day, isn't it?
Er...
...
...
...
....
Sure.
*Sighs, looks back to her book*
Javier: *watches the swingset confused*
*appears by Precocoious* Greetings, Miss Precocious.
#ChaseForBook9
*Lysander nods* Indeed it is, madame, and you look rather lonely on that swing- would you like my to push you?
My shipment of Chimer Fertiliser never arrived!
#ChaseForBook9
*starts violently when she sees Niccolo*
Goodness, Niccolo, you really ought to stop doing that.
And . . . and, I suppose, why not?
I haven't had anyone push me on a swing in a long while.
*laughs*
Back.
Hi Star! Hi Edward! Hi Annika! *waves*
wbd
#ChaseForBook9
*Pushes Precocious on swing*
Trish: WELL WHO THE RUDDY HELL CARES!?
*angrily drop-kicks her file*
*sending papers everywhere*
*and buries her face in her hands*
Hello Taia
Javier: *sees Niccolò and jumps* Oh god don't kill me, everytime you're near me you try to kill me.
Apologies, Miss Precocious. I shall attempt to approach you from a longer distance henceforth.
#ChaseForBook99999
Oh dear. What on earth is the matter?
#ChaseForBook9
I didn't mean to offend you, Niccolo. It's fine.
*Lysander goes around to push Precocious, but finds Edward there*
...Ah
*Carefully steps in front of Edward, obstructing his view of Precocious, and pushes her himself*
*#ChaseForBook9
I only attempted to kill you when you were attempting to kill your own children, Javier. So long as you do not harm others, I shall not seek to harm you.
#ChaseForbook9
Trish: *starts sobbing heavily*
Photo: *strolls past*
*sees her*
*snickers into the back of his hand*
*walks on*
*Pushes Lysander out of the way* Hey?
(Woah Nic 9999? I wish SP was that long xD
*stalks after Javier with Christopher now crawling behid me*
Javier: Hello Zaf, and Christopher.
*laughs as she swings higher*
Ha-ha!
*and higher*
Ha-ha! This is rather fun! Just the thing to lift my spirits after a rather dismal day.
May I inquire your name?
*Lysander bristles, and with a flick of his hand, a wave of rock shoots from the ground and into Edward*
*Resumes pushing Precocious*
Javier: I decided to not, you are quite terrifying to annoy. *gently picks up Christopher* Also I like living and you are very good at ending lives.
^Throws Snow at Lysander* *Continues pushing Precocious* me?
*Lysander clears his throat* My name is Lysander, madame. *Bows, although she can't see him* Might I ask yours?
Oi! You! Snigger boy! What's going on here?
#ChaseForBook9
Hello again.
Edward Fletcher, at your service Miss *Bows*
Photo: *chuckles*
Heh heh heh . . . isn't it obvious?
*keeps walking*
Trish: *sobs*
Photo: *chuckles*
Heh heh heh . . . isn't it obvious?
*keeps walking*
Trish: *sobs*
*barely perceptively winces* That I am.
My condolences, Precocious, for your rather dismal day. Are you alright?
#ChaseForBook9
Hello Jade
*Lysander shivers, and discards his coat, letting the snow shake out*
*Throws the rather long duster back on*
That was quite rude, sir.
*Waves his hand, and the ground underneath Edward rushes backward, with enough force to cause him to fall on his face*
*Steps over Edward*
*Pushes Precocious*
Hello, Jade.
#ChaseForBook9
My name is-YIKES! Please, don't fight one another! I could just jump off the swing.
Oh, yes, and my name isn't Yikes.
*chuckles*
My name is Doctor Precocious. First name Doctor, last name Precocious. Master of tea-brewing, driving over the speed limit, and writing passive-aggressive post-it notes.
Javier: I am sorry, Nic. I didn't mean to upset you. *grins* Hey did Zaf tell you she named her son Christopher after you?
*Stands up and the ground freezes over* That hurt *Pushes Lysander making her slide a few meters away*
(Hi Jade!)
*Looks at Trip*
*Resists the urge to smack him*
*Promptly gets to her feet and hands him the book*
*Watches it fall to the ground*
*Huffs, and walks from the room in search or a powder room*
Hello Miss Precocious
*glances between Lysander and Edward* Is such a bout truly necessary?
#ChaseForBook9
And no, Niccolo, I'm afraid I am not alright.
Though, maybe, in a sense, I am more alright than I have ever been?
Maybe you've noticed the way my hair falls in front of my face today . . .
*tucks her long gray hair behind one ear*
*revealing a black eye*
(Er, heads up, Edward- Lysander is a male)
*Lysander adjusts his coat*
Very well then, sir. Be rude.
*Walks to the other side of the swingset, and curiously listens*
(I'm sorry that I'm commenting slowly, but I'm not the quickest typist.)
(Sorry Adra)
*freezes* She- *takes a deep breath* *in scolding tone* Zafira...
...Ah, I see. Might I ask how you came by such an injury?
#ChaseForBook9
*hovers gently in a corner, rolling a poker coin back and forth across her knuckles and watching the RP unfold amongst the characters*
wbd
#ChaseForBook9
A girl just started crying her eyes out when I arrived. I have no idea what's going on here.
#ChaseForBook9
Okay Taia :/
I'd rather not discuss it, if it's all the same to you.
Though I will clarify that I did not start the fight.
Ladies do not start fights,
but they CAN finish them.
*smiles pleasantly*
I finished it.
*smirks* Ari said you'd scold me. But I gave Christopher his name in honor of you because of your good qualities, Nic. Because you do many things for people and are brilliant, my hope is when he's older Christopher will understand why I named you. *laughs* You're not changing my mind why I named him Christopher.
(back in 10)
*considers briefly, then nods in agreement* Congratulations.
Alright, Taia. You are more than welcome to join us, if you so desire.
#ChaseForBook9
Photo: *in a sing-song voice*
Some-one . . .
Trish: Shut up, Photo.
Photo: Got d-u-m-p-e-d . . .
Trish: Shut UP, Photo!
Photo: *laughs*
I must say, you're taking this remarkably well, all things considered.
Though it wasn't very lady-like to clock Ms. Precocious in the face like that . . .
I... I'm really not, Zafira, however- *sighs* I doubt there is any use in me correcting you.
#ChaseForBook9
((Hello everyone.))
((Ah...))
((I'll take a moment to figure out where I can fit one of my characters in the roleplay.))
((Alright, Moss.))
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*Lysander tilts his head to the side, listening to the time*
*Nods*
*Bows slightly* Madame, sirs, I must apologize, it appears that my presence is needed else where. It was, however, a delight to converse with you.
*He bows again, then taps the ground with his foot as a portal opens beneath him, and he falls through, before it shuts*
Fine, I have no time for this melodrama. Can you call the man who was responsible for sending me my fertilizer?
#ChaseForBook9
I hope to see you again . . .
*her voice trails away*
. . . Well then.
Farewell, Lysander.
#ChaseForBook9
Trish: *shoots a filthy look at Photo*
Photo: Yes, dear?
Trish: You're Mr. Get-It-Done around here. So . . . GET IT DONE.
Photo: *sighs heavily*
*turns to Trip*
*and checks his clipboard*
Name?
Not really Nic, and I spelled his name differently so it wasn't exactly your name. Also so I can not confuse him with the 'f' and 'ph' sounds. Please don't take offense.
Christopher: *watches Niccolò*
Trip Castalan.
#ChaseForBook9
I have a lot of characters...
*In the hallway, Adra paces slightly, her arms folded as she goes back and forth in the hallway, ghosts of what Victoria and Antonio had said to her echoing in her mind*
Photo: *examines the clipboard*
*raises an eyebrow*
Ah . . . yes, Trip Castalan.
*taps the clipboard*
*smiles*
Why, we have you right here. On the List.
It takes a lot to get onto our List, you know.
Photo: *snaps his fingers*
*the elevator doors slide open*
*admitting a flood of black-clad security personnel*
What does it take a lot of, may I ask?
#ChaseForBook9
Photo: A lot of . . . clout?
Notoriety?
Fame?
Tendencies to piss off the bad guys?
Guard: Fabulousness?
Photo: Yes, yes, it does take that as well.
Guard: Panache?
Photo: Of course not, don't be absurd. This man obviously has no panache.
*clicks his fingers*
Take him upstairs.
((Does anyone mind if Fabi or Effie joins in their plot?))
((Or I suppose I could use another character....))
Are they not ultimately the same sounds...? Ah, never mind. I wish you the best of fortune with your son.
#ChaseForBook9
(I don't mind.)
One last question, Mr. Get-It-Done, Should I seize the initiative and kill all these men now?
#ChaseForBook9
((Certainly not, Moss.))
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Thank you. *looks at Christopher* Nic just hold him. He keeps watching you.
Christopher: *tries reachig for Nic*
Photo: That's actually a rather good question.
*strokes his chin*
Hmmm.
I'll tell you what . . . I'll cut you a deal.
I'm a bit bored today, as are all the super villains watching on the security cameras.
Would you like to have a bit of a wager with me?
*cautiously takes a step back* I am not to be trusted with much of anything, Zafira, least of all children of such a young age.
#ChaseForBook9
*She continues to walk, waiting for her sprout of anger to cool down*
*Kicks a wall*
*Winces, then shakes her foot out* Stupid wall...
Sure.
#ChaseForBook9
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other, Blogland.
Hello Sir.
#ChaseForBook9
Greetings, Sir.
#ChaseForBook9
Hiya Sir *waves*
Might I just...?
Niccolò, I trust you. You watched over Alexis for me before, and she is alive and well. I do not think you will harm Christopher by simply holding him. Though it is not my place, do as you wish.
Javier: I have a brilliant idea, why don't you ask Nic to help you with hand to hand combat, Zaf?
brb
#ChaseForBook9
Greetings, Ms. Dark, Kerias, Barnosky, Fabienne, and Mr. Croatoan and Castalan.
(Sorry - Had to do things and then other things and yeah. P: )
Thanks, Nic. I'm working atm, though, and happy to observe where I can keep up. :P / :)
#ChaseForBook9
*Eventually stumbles upon a small powder room and goes in, locking the door behind her*
*Paces there instead*
*Is smells like lemons*
(Crap. Oh okay
I dedicate this page to you. Yea you the one reading this. You're special in your own way and your light shines through the darkness. And to someone stronger then imaginable, Emerald. A strong brilliant woman.
Photo: Those guards are a bit . . . out of date. We haven't updated the model in years, and besides, they need a change of batteries.
I'm Mr. Get-It-Done around here, but even I can't get EVERYTHING done. I've got to have these guards scrapped by Tuesday.
So, scrap them.
Trish: Fabulously.
Photo: Yes, destroy them with fabulous panache.
Trish: Mr. Finish knows more about fabulous panache than anyone.
Photo: I do indeed. Give us a show, Mr. Castalan, and we'll let you walk out of here. And I'll even seek you the fertilizer you wanted.
*smiles at Trish*
How's that for getting it done?
A fertilizer sale, a dramatic show of panache, and some scrapped guards, all in one day.
Photo: Come on, Trip Castalan. Off you pop.
*clicks his fingers*
Guards: *attack*
Greetings, Ms. DeMars.
(Hullo, my dear Sir, how are you today?)
G'day, Sir! :)
Great ded, Zaffy. :)
#ChaseForBook9
Standard, Ms. Barnosky.
(Which is good, I hope.)
((Well, I wouldn't want to interfere on Zaf and Nic, so... I guess I'll find a reason for Effie to come to the Evil League of Evil? Hm....))
((I need to stop overthinking this plate of beans...))
(*Smacks Sir with a feather*)
DAMN you people comment a lot. O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
(I know, Star, I'm floundering to stay afloat in the comments myself.)
*sighs* I did come here to converse with Miss Precocious, yet I have been doing a rather poor job of it, so I suppose I've no excuse...
#ChaseForBook9
((You know what? I think I'll just ghost.))
Precocious: That's quite alright, Niccolo, I don't mind.
*continues swinging*
*and nursing her black eye*
Greetings, Ms. Inkbright.
(That's true, Star)
Back.
Haha! *gathers energy around fist and does a spin, as if he were playing a guitar, and then releases the stream of energy into one of the guards faces, travels down their throat, and upon reaching the stomach, expands in a ball of spikes, then proceeds to use the guard as a flail, smashing it into two other guards*
#ChaseForBook9
@Star: *nods* :P
*hugs FabiFabiFabi*
#ChaseForBook9
((If you would like to roleplay, Moss, I would encourage you not to ghost.))
#ChaseForBook9
*guard's face
Terribly sorry.
#ChaseForBook9
...
I can't believe I'm about to do this. *Pulls out a small cosmetic bag, and a hairbrush, beginning to work on her hair*
(Wuuut?)
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