And because I don't have ENOUGH to do at this time of year...
Alrighty then, here's a fun little thing I've been working on, and I need your help. I'm editing together a video (and I'm very new to editing, so I haven't a clue what I'm doing) of many people singing what is basically the 12 Days of Christmas, but with a difference.
If you want to be a part of this, all you have to do is send an email to skulteams@hotmail.com, giving me permission to use your video in making MY video. We, in turn, will get back to you with the lines I need you to sing. You then go off, sing these lines into your phone or camera or whatever — it can be you, it can be you and a friend, you and your family, or a group, or a pet, or a puppet, or your favourite kettle — and send these (SHORT!) videos back to the skulteams address so you can be edited in.
(Oh, and one minor details, for those of you under the age of 18... GET YOUR PARENTS' OR GUARDIANS' PERMISSION!)
If you could keep the lines you sing to yourself— i.e. don't tweet them! — that would be very helpful! The lines will be given out tomorrow, the final deadline is Monday night, with the full video to be released on Christmas day, right here on my blog.
Provided I learn how to edit by then.
NO MORE APPLICANTS! ALL SPACES FILLED! GOOD GOD THERE ARE OVER 100 OF YOU!
THOSE WHO GOT THEIR APPLICATIONS IN HAVE UNTIL 7 PM (IRISH TIME) ON MONDAY TO GET THEIR VIDEOS IN!
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«Oldest ‹Older 2801 – 3000 of 4980 Newer› Newest»@Mara: *laughs* You weren't annoying me. My brain was being stupid and making me thing that everyone was annoying me, including you, but tou did absolutely nothing annoying, and don't ever think you did. :) When I'm in a hyper mood, I can start laughing because my knitting wool is silver, or because my pen is lying on the floor. It's like that. The fact my knitting wool is silver isn't funny, and you aren't annoying, you're beautiful. :) It was actually incorrect to say everyone was irritating me, I just felt like they were, even though they were not being irritating in the slighest.
#ChaseForBookNine
((*hugs Star* Nah, it's fine. Really. But thank you))
*laughs and snuggles closer to Ravel*
Ravel: Hey...*kisses*
*kisses*
Ravel: Mmm I can handle this...
*laughs* Crazy Irishman
Ravel: *kisses harder*
*kisses*
back in 5
Because you steal, Ed.
If you want drinks, go to the reception. I'm sure there will plenty of things there.
*Goes back to the Reception, and sits again*
Was that you on piano Adra?
@Mara: :)
I'm happy now, so I'm probably not gone. :) But msd.
#ChaseForBookNine
Yeah, Rhyd. *nods* It was a song I kinda just... Made up. I was just playing, I find a tune I like and I make up a song as I go
Harry: Want to try actual dancing, instead of just swaying? *smiles*
Mara: I can't dance, H. You should know that by now. *laughs*
Harry: I can't either, but we can try.
Mara: *smiles* Alright.
Harry: Just follow my footsteps. Left, left, right, left, left, right. It's like the rhythm of a song. Except it's your feet.
*watches Harralie dancing* *smiles*
#ChaseForBookNine
You're really good Adra :) I mean it. You are :) *hugs*
*Smiles at the two* *Sneakily takes a photo*
*Sits back*
(Thank you Rhy *hugs*)
*hugs Rhydian* :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*Ravel and I go to the reception*
CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!
Wbd. Listening to Adra's piano :)
Yay! Happy Christmas Eve!
Good morning, afternoon, or evening, Blogland.
Christmas Eve :)
Hey Sir! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS!!!!!!!
@Mara: Yay! :)
Happy birthday, Louis! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Let The Christmas Ball begin!
Happy birthday Louis
YUS! *Ravel and I go*
I hope that John comes soon
Hello, Sir!
Harry and Mara got married
*laughs* Zaf, I love you. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Mara: *hums a song under her breath*
Harry: *tilts his head slightly* What song is that?
Mara: *smiles* Love on Christmas Eve. By Tich.
Harry: *intwines their fingers* It definitely is love on Christmas Eve, isn't it?
Mara: It's also Louis' birthday. *laughs*
Love you too Star!
((LOUIS IS 22
*screams*
*gunshots*
*children screaming*)€
*Whispers* Shiiiippppp
*Taps her foot to the song*
Greetings, Ms. Dark, Kerias, Charm, Inkbright, and Mr. Sky.
Well, congratulations are in order, I suppose, Ms. Charm. Or rather, Mrs. Styles, now, I suppose.
*Appears at reception and takes drink* Fine, no bar for me *Mutters to self*
Mara you have to change ur name
@Zaf: Danke. :)
It is love on Christmas Eve. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Thank you, Ed.
Sorry I'm excited to be at the Ball and I hope John comes soon *is acrually excited beyond anything*
*Takes another drink and stands in corner*
Sorry, but who's John?
((so, louis.
22 today, right?
right.
i bet your parents were so happy to be having their first child. they probably didn't even expect you were coming until after christmas. or maybe you were late. i'm not sure.
but on this day, 22 years ago, a woman named jay gave birth to a star.
but louis isn't just a star. oh no.
he's our sunshine.
our beautiful, giggly, cheeky, playful sunshine.
happy birthday, louis william tomlinson.))
John Smith, one of Nc's names
OMG Mara))
*Looks around for a dance partner to prey on*
*Dissapears and reappears with large vat of drink from the future*
*Niall stumbles in, obviously slightly tipsy*
*Begins to refill glass in vat and drinks*
Btw which name is better? Rhydian Saint or Rhydian Sky?
Rhydian Saint meaning: Rhydian us a rare name, so I took it to be a unique individual. And Saints help people. That's all I've really wanted to do with my life. Help people. It's like a promise to myself "Always help those in need"
Rhydian Sky meaning: Rhydian part yiu now know. Sky because all my life its fascinated me and it's light and dark and magical and so much more.
Which do you think should be my name? I can't decide. Both mean the world to me.
*sees Ms. Dark looking around, and immediately attempts to fade in to the woodwork*
Care to dance Adra?
*Stumbles over to Sir Reinington offering large glass of futureistic wine* Here mr, have a drink. Do I know you?
Ravel: *dances with Zaf*
((I like Rhydian Saint tbh. But I like Rhydian Sky too. Pick whichever one (: ))
Niall: *starts yelling* LOUIS WILL NOT PARTY WITH US THIS IS NOT THE CRAIC
Mara: *giggles* Niall, you're drunk, love.
Harry: *his grip tightens when she says "love"*
Mara: *glances at Harry* *whispers* Babe, don't be jealous. *winks*
Harry: *rolls his eyes*
*Sends a glare to Sir, and smiles at Rhydian* Oh course! *Leads him out*
(I prefer Saint..))
*Glares at Niall* SHUT YOU YOU'RE LOUD
Btw Adra...I still haven't got a clue of how to dance :P
(Saint)
*laughs* Nial I'm supposed to be the drunken one
...
No, Mr. Fletcher. I have no idea who you are.
*backs away*
Ah dear, then. A dimple foxtrot, then? We just go into a square. Waltzes are a little more complex because you skip a corner of the box..
Er.....ok? Sounds simple enough.
I do believe Sir's freighters by the entire ordeal..
Then again, isn't your favorite the Headless Waltz?
And you kill dolphins as well.
*Starts dancing with a tree* Hello Mr johnson, How are you?
Right. On my lead, I guess. *Puts one hands on his shoulder, and takes his other hand, and takes a step, working in her box form* So when I take a step back, you take a step forward with that same leg... So if I go right back, you go left forward, like a mirror.
*frightened
I believe Ed may have had one too many glasses. He's dancing with a tree
Hardly, Ms. Dark.
No, Ms. Dark.
Yes, Ms. Dark, but only because they are utterly depraved.
*sighs*
Ravel: oh dear he has a tree
*The Parting Glass plays*
Niall: STOP YELLING AT ME YA SHOWER OF CUNTS *falls over*
Louis: *runs in* IT'S MY BIRRTHDAAYY BITCHES
Mara: *winces* Happy birthday, Lou..!
Ed's insane.
And Sir-
*Pauses* Ah Nevermind. But I'll get you to dance eventually
Well, I think that is correct mr johnson. I do own the local bar. or is that someone else.
*hears Louis and Niall* Oh dear..
SUP E'RYBOOODAY
Happy birthday Louis!
*Dissapears and reappears with more wine* Do I know you there *Looks at tree*
Greetings, Ms. Ophelia.
I mean no offense, Ms. Dark, but I quite doubt that.
(Hello Flora)
(Hello Your Majesty!!)
*Laughs at what Sir said*
Louis: THANK YA ZAFIRA
*slides over to Adra*
Hey guess what
*screams* IT'S MY BIRTHDAY
Hello Flora! We're currently having a Christmas Ball at my house. Care to join us?
((Hiii Flora! *hugs*))
And Zafira is waiting (hopefilly) for John
Excuse me for a moment, Rhydian.
*Lets go*
*Turns to Louis*
*Stomps on his foot*
Don't yell in my ear
(Wait is it the reception or the ball now?)
Yes! I shall, Rhydian!
Anybody wanna introduce me to Louis? Yeah? Yeah.
:P
Reception, ball. Same thing isnt it mr chicken *Talks to a wall*
It's the Ball. It started at midnight and ends at midnight tonight. It's a 24 hour thing. All day party :)
Ravel: and they say we Irish are good at getting drunk.
*tries to not laugh*
Ravel: *picks Zaf up*
Heeeey!!!
Ravel: *smirks* I'd stay quiet. You're from Ireland.
......
Hrm.
Alexis: *pokes Sir* Care to dance Sharky?
Ah!
Right. Excuse me for a moment. I have to put on my ball dress. *Runs out to find a powder room*
Louis: Well jesus christ Adra I'm sorry for stating. *pouts* *folds his arms*
Niall: WEEEEEYEYEYEYYEYE HEYYYYYYYYY THIS IS THE CRAIC ME NEPHEW THEO JUST SAID HIS FIRST WORDS ME BROTHER IS THRILLED *screams from the ground*
Louis: Well, hello there Ms Flora. My friends call me Louis. But you can call me tonight. *winks*
Wait for me Adraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
((I'M WEARING MY LITTLE BLACK DRESS GET IT No okay))
*blinks, and looks down*
No thank you, young Ms. Alexis. I do not dance.
*shrugs* I think I'm fine in my jumper. And hat :)
Gtg
Bye Ed!
((only 23 people on blogger like Tich.
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL CRAZY TICH IS AMAZING))
Sorry I had to dash - back now :)
*spins*
Like the dress?
@Louis: OH. Well aren't you very....er....forward :P
@Rhydian: And I think you look marvelous in your jumper and hat :)
(Bye Ed!)
(I'm going to have a short description because I put a lot of thought into this)
*Adra comes back out in her floor length dress, her hair down, with curls about halfway through it. A small gold chain runs across her forehead, and is pinned on either aside of her head*
Right. *Takes a quick sip of her wine*
Flora, you look adorable
Adra...You look stunning!
Woo! *Curtsies to her*
You look like a Greek goddess! :O
And thanks you :3
Adra, Flora, you both look amazing. :)
So does everyone here.....Especially me with my Santa hat and Christmasy jumper :P ((lol I love it!!!))
*takes Rhydian by the hands and spins with him*
You look the most marvelous of all the marvelouses in the world!
(Zaf is wearing a black and white knee length dreas which has black leggings and black flats a simple gold chain with her taken name on it and her engagmemt ring with an emerald Ravel is in a black suit with a gold tie heh. If you get me)
Why thank you Flora :) you also look marvelous.
She's right. Rhydian's festive
(FUCK IT ALL ZAF NO
MEAN)
Yup I am :) when people wear fancy clothes to xmas parties...I wear these :P coz I'm original
Louis: *smirks at her* Well, babe, I- NIALL WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP EATING THE CAKE THAT'S MINE 8runs over* *tackles him*
Niall: *stuffs cake in his mouth* gO AWAY LEWIS
Harry: o shit
Louis: *screams* THE S IS SILENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *bites his shoulder*
Niall: *screams* *tries to shake him off*
Harry: *runs over* *tries to pull Louis away*
*Adra tosses a flower at Zaf* Gorgeous!
*Glides over to Sir* Ahem.
(What even is one direction tho)
*looks down at his clothes*
*shrugs*
*looks back up, and Ms. Dark is there*
...
My name's Lewis! Well, Givem Name is anyway.
Sir.
Ms. Dark.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danc'd in their heads
((Dunno why I put that...))
You look wonderful, Zaf, Ravel, Sir *nods to each of them*
@Mara: Erm....something seems to be going down at the cake table.
Have the boys, perhaps, had one too many to drink?
*slyly walks over to cake*
however, this does look mighty appetizing...
*glances around then scoops up icing with finger and eats it*
Yum!
...
Will you dance with me?
*catches flower* Thank you!
Ravel: *smiles* Thanks.
...
Ms. Dark. I do not dance.
((one direction are fucking idiots that is what one direction are
harry was eating pot noodles on stage about five or six weeks ago))
Gtg now. About to fall asleep. Remember the Ball ends at midnight! So party for as long as you want to! Bye!!!
Then I can teach you
Bye Rhydian!
Hello. Odd.
Mara: *winces* I think so.
Louis: *turns around* FLORA I FLIRTED WITH YOU AND THEN YOU GO OFF AND EAT MY CAKE. *looks upset* HOW COULD YOU. I AM THE LOUIS TOMLINSON, PEASANTS. FEEL MY WRATH. *starts throwing marshmallows around*
Mara: ...
Lou, that's not a very good weapon.
Louis: *glowers*
Bye Rhydian!
Ms. Dark, it is not that I cannot dance. It is that I do not dance.
Now, then, perhaps you should go and find a partner.
I seem to have got an invite. Thank you. *walks in with the lovely Emma Carrew*
(Wtf Luuuuois
I know I spelled that wrong btw)
*Sighs* But why not? I'd have thought you would have liked it? Dancing is a huge part of culture
Hello Henry.
Personal preference, Ms. Dark.
Honestly, now, you should go and seek out a partner.
Dancing is a part of cuture.
Emma: *smiles* I would agree. (Look up Emma Carrew to see what she looks like)
*Pause* I'm making you uncomfortable again, aren't I?
Right. Sorry. *Goes back to her seat*
*sighs*
Louis, you'd flirt with anyone!
*catches marshmallow he throws*
*pops it in mouth*
but thanks ;)
*Looks strangely at Louis*
*Takes another sip of her wine* *Plays with her ring*
*casually stands by a wall, hands behind his back*
*curiously watches the others*
Louis: Yeah, that's true. *grabs Harry* *ruffles his hair* seeing as my man has gotten married, I need to find someone else to keep my company, ya know? As in, feminine company.
Harry: *pulls away* *rolls his eyes*
*is with Ravel*
*Nearly chokes on her wine*
Louis: hey harry
Harry: What
Louis: I'm feelin-
Harry: doN'T
Louis: TWENTY TOOOOOOO OOH OOH
Mara and Harry: *glare at Louis*
Niall: *moans on the ground*
*Covers her ears* *mumbles* Kill me now
Well, I must apologise, as I shan't be your 'feminine company', seeing as I don't like being chosen to cure boredom. But, I thank you for your consideration.
Maybe I'll just go and find someone who'd appreciate me more.
Oh, NIALLLLLL... ;)
((hia!))
*sighs*
In any case, greetings, Ms. Stormberg.
(Hello, Snow!
And I apologize... I've stopped my plot for this, so I won't notice the whole faking death thing.)
Oh, Your Majesty... Tsk
Louis: *gapes at her* You'd rather pick a drunk Irish guy who is currently on the floor than a sexy Donny boy whose birthday it is today?
Niall: *climbs up off the ground* Karma's a bitch, Lou.
(( well okay then! i might stop my plots then too. seems fair))
*snow and lea walk into the ball*
(I'm ghosting yeah
@Louis: No. But if I'm this sexy Donny boy's second best...
(But after Christmas is gone by I'll be more than happy to.)
*She notices the next couple* *Mutters under her breath*
*snow notices sir standing alone against the wall and leaves lea to go see if he's fine* hey sir. you okay? or just bored?
Niall: I got off the ground for nothing? *sighs*
Louis: Sassy. I like that.
Niall: Louis shut up she doesn't like you you know that.
Louis: *sends a death glare Niall's way*
Ms. Stormberg, I merely do not dance. That is all.
*she smiles slightly* okay. you were just looking a might bit... out of place.
*Adra quietly gets up and slips out the door to the balcony*
*She walks to the railing, and looks outside, trying to not shiver*
Ms. Stormberg, worry not. I am used to that.
(( btw, did anyone notice i have a suit? I REFUSE TO FALL TO YOUR SOCIAL STANDARDS AND WEAR A DRESS!!))
okay. merry christmas. *she walks back over to lea, who is standing near a wall and looking rather amused at what looks to be mara and harry's group*
*frowns slightly, and takes another sip of her wine, then closes her eyes against the light snowfall*
Not nothing Niall! Want to dance?
*smiles*
Ohh Louis, you seriously missed your chance here....
*winks*
*grabs Niall's hand and runs to the middle of the dance floor*
Mara: *sits on the sofa beside Harry* *lies her head on his lap* *closes her eyes*
Harry: *starts playing with her hair*
*snow glances at lea* you can leave if you want...
Lea: really? oh thank god... ah... i mean... are you sure?
go.
*lea, reluctantly but happily leaves*
*sighs, and relaxes once more as Ms. Stormberg leaves him*
Niall: Now this is the craic. *winks at Flora*
Louis: *laughs in disbelief* You're not serious.
(Sorry distant because I almost strangled my father. He has no right to tell me off for wanting to watch a movie wheb I've been constantly told to do things. He has been home 2hrs. He has no right. His big task was vacuming ha wow he cleaned chairs dusted furniture hungup cloths vacumed the bedrooms did laundry cleaned his room and take shit from mom. Ha. Yeah. He did so fucing much. I'm the lazy one though. Sorry I was sitting down. Ugh. Okay ran over.
*Watches as the freezing snowflakes hit the surface of her wine, and melt quickly* *She sips again, smiling and enjoying the night air*
Harry: *looks down* *whispers* Boo? Are you asleep?
Mara: *doesn't reply*
Harry: *smiles* *picks her up bridal style (bc she is his bride i'm crying) and carries her out*
(( *hugs zaf* family suck sometimes))
*snow luaghs quietly as she watches flora and niall dances and louis seath*
Ravel: My dear we ought to dance.
If you want.
Ravel: *takes and dances with, keeping her close*
*makes certain to appreciate every aspect of the room, examining all the decorations*
*looks everywhere, except at the dancers*
Serious as ever, Louis m'boy!
*winks*
*spins with Niall*
Let's do the tango!
*Slips out of her shoes* *She hops up on the stone railing on the balcony, looking down far below at the snow*
*She turns so her feet are facing away from the balcony, swinging gently in the frozen air*
*Zayn and Perrie arrive in*
Zayn: Niall, Louis, c'mon. Time to leave.
Niall: But... mate! *motions to Flora*
Zayn: Paul said if you don't leave in five minutes he's coming up to get you.
Louis: *mimics* Paul said!
Perrie: Rude much, Lou? *laughs*
Niall: *looks sad* Goodbye, Flora. *hugs her* *walks over to Zayn like an upset puppy* *Louis follows, mumbling under his breath*
((Okay I'm going to sleep everyone, nanite!x))
Good night, Ms. Charm.
A
(Ha yeah that describes mine. Like if he had done something besides one task i get it but i mean its been mom and i doing everything he legit vacumed and didnt even finish upstairs mom had to, solike it isn't even lime he did crap. Which is kinda irriatating when i spent today as my mother's slave basically doing anythin and being cursed
(Bye Meera!)
((night mara! *hugs*))
*hums under her breath and sways to the music*
*slips into an adjoining room, making sure the door is thick*
*sighs, as the music is cut off*
(( "gods been swinging" - the yogscast :') ))
*She pulls out her second copy of A Tale of Two Cities*
*She softly reads aloud to herself, setting her glass of wine beside her*
Goodnight Mara! And congratulations once again!
And to you, Harry!
Goodbye my wonderful dance partner!
And goodbye guy-who-lost-his-chance ;)
*she breaths out heavily* god this is boring...
*sits down, and slowly exhales*
Bah.
Are you guys all at a ball?
I dedicate this page to the Ball and in hope my date gets come on before bed
(( YUP!! a very boring one... i'm thinking of bringing some action to this party))
*She goes to the final chapters, and feels like she's going to cry already* *Shuts the book* Nope
*Jumps off the railing, but remembers she doesn't have her shoes on, and screams, cutting herself off, jumping to get into her shoes*
*Breathes out* Fuck
It'll liven up tomorrow, just you wait! :)
I need to go to bed now! I shall see you all later!
Goodbye m'lovlies!
(( bye flora of queen! *bows*))
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