Well then.
As you know, I've been writing. Writing, writing, writing. You don't get to do an awful lot of other things when you're writing. Well, sometimes you do, but not when you have deadlines like these. The short stories I'm writing, all of them, need to be delivered by Wednesday. The first draft of Book Nine needs to be delivered by the middle of next month.
To say I am a tad busy would be something of an understatement.
Of course, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, and why would Jack want to be a dull boy? I've been doing things. Reading things. Watching things.
Take this evening, for instance. This evening I watched the last Sherlock of the current season. The first episode of the season was oddly character-driven, at the expense of the central mystery, but I didn't mind that in the least. The second episode, the wedding episode, was hilariously sublime. And the final episode, having Sherlock face off against a truly unique villain... well. It was just wonderful stuff.
And I've been reading. Stephen King, mostly. Going over his early works. His classics. When I was a kid, I went straight from The Three Investigators and the Hardy Boys to Stephen King and these wonderfully violent and detailed Gold Eagle books like The Executioner and Able Team and Phoenix Force, books that gave you diagrams of the weapons they used at the back of the book. Basically, I graduated from kids books to horror and action. And after a few Stephen King books like Cujo (the first King book I can remember reading) I went on to James Herbert and Shaun Hutson — overtly violent and brilliantly horrific.
And now, after all this time, I'm going back to Stephen King, and loving it all.
Recommendations? Read The Stand. Then read It. Two MASSIVE books. You won't be sorry.
So these things have been my break from the writing. Christmas, for me, was mostly about the short stories. But there was one story...
It started off fine. Exactly as I planned. It would be a new kind of story, something I hadn't really tried before. It would probably end up as one of the longer stories of the collection, though, but not by much.
I thought.
I have just finished it. Half an hour ago, I finished it. At the moment, before edits, it is over 20,000 words long. That's twice as long as The End of the World. So you'll be reading through Armageddon-Outta-Here (haw!), and hopefully enjoying the stories, and then you'll get to this brand new novella, a good, solid chunky story, and I think this story alone will make the collection worth the money.
I think. I hope. Right now I'm far too tired to form a coherent opinion. All I know is, I've been working hard. And it's not over yet.
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*Her eyes widen*
What did you do????
I don't wanna die lol
And ty Star
*tenses up*
Why should-
Are you-
*sets down his coffee*
I certainly didn't do anything, Adra.
@Zaf: :)
Hi Dragona! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(Hullo, Dragona!)
Hey Star! I've posted MORE screenshots, and these are my favourites so far. Just because well... you'll see. If you want to, that is. ^^
Hey Dragona, how are you?
Ay, me either, Zaf.
-
*Leans forward, peering closely at his eyes*
You're lying.
*pushes Adra away with one finger*
Now you listen here,
I didn't do anything, alright? She-
*aggressively starts wiping off his hands*
Gary: *in a very tiny voice* It's true. OSCAR didn't do anything.
*hisses* Shhh!
Maybe I'll do some Zavel
Fine then, you don't have to tell me. I'll just have to ask her myself later.
*bitterly* If she ever bothers to come back.
Gary: Oz-
It's not too much to ask, is it?
*Tate was coming back up into the treehouse. He had gone to see what state the lake was in and was relieved that it was heading slowly back down the shore. When he arrived back up into the treehouse, the corpse was gone. It tethers broken.
Tate began whimpering and as he rushed to find out where he had gone. Suddenly he was thrown against the wall of the treehouse and the corpse has its hand tightly around the wolf's throat. It hissed visciously, it's grip held tightly, keeping the wolf pinned still.
The corpse was beginning to look like Lorcan again slightly but there was still parts of it that were decomposed and falling away. It's stare was deathly as anything and some of it's flesh was scabbing over with silver.
Tate tried to scratch at the corpse, to try and get it to let go but the more he moved, the more the corpse squeezed onto his throat. He could do nothing but whimper and yelp when the grip got too tight.*
Nelnah just looked at my poem and said it was Python 2, and she can help me write in Python 3.
EEEEEEEEEE
I'm good. I've modded Skyrim quite a lot more and then I've also spammed cheese everywhere and thrown an elk at a giant.
I have lots of screenshots up, if any of you are interested. They're VERY random, from TARDIS', to giants, to midget dragons, to cheese... and lots of cheese.
*watching, Em!!! :)*
#ChaseForBookNine
@Lantern: Yay! :)
~ChaseForBookNine
(Hullo, Emerald!)
*lays head against a table* uhh
Hello, Em!
Good, Fabi?
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*Rolls her eyes* I'll convince her. I've got lots of years stashed away in my memory. I'm an expert on psychology, anyway
Cheese...
Oh dear lord, I'm afraid to look
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFjKu7h5Nxk/UtRJI8mYHgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MSogVljDNpg/s1600/2014-01-13_00004.jpg
That's what I spend my time doing.
Adra, no, cheese is all good. There's not MUCH cheese... I could have done MORE...
I mean... now a random road near a tower will just have some cheese scattered in some places, but it was worth it.
I . . . I don't want to see her.
I certainly don't want you to psycho-analytically make her do something.
She can apologize in her own time.
*swigs his coffee*
*burns his tongue*
*chokes*
*gasps*
*holds up one finger*
I'm fine! I'm fine!
*dies* the thingy i signed in on started singing to me....IT SUNG
I should imagine so, Dragona.
-
*Rolls her eyes again, and leans back with her own beverage*
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqWmLlPe7dY/UtRI-bSfCyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/H1vKzBtrz-E/s1600/2014-01-13_00003.jpg
More cheese.
*coughs*
Ugh.
Never doing that again.
Gary: *silently staring at Adra*
*kicks him under the table*
*whispers* Stoppit.
(I have a very special plan for Osmosis in future . . .
There's a bit of an elephant-in-the-room that I have to deal with . . .)
((ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM. :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x33L5jiVPLA/UtRJrzd6_CI/AAAAAAAAAm8/ql9ZD9BSrGQ/s1600/2014-01-13_00007.jpg
Cheese explosion...
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg92ElZPSus/UtRJ1us6XyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/TWoqL6M9y5U/s1600/2014-01-13_00008.jpg
Levitating cheese...
I really need to get morer credit on my phone so I can come here during the day . . .
*remembers nobody's online then* Ah.
But still. Ranting. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(Don't get too excited, Star.
I intend to cause much pain and suffering.)
*more
#ChaseForBookNine
JESUS, DRAGONA
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*Smiles, and finishes her coffee* *Looks rather smug*
*Doesn't seem to take notice of Gary's staring and, if so, doesn't comment*
Ay, Star :P
*frustratedly mops up the spilled coffee*
May I ask you a question?
Gary: Sure.
Not you.
Adra, just... on the PC you can spawn stuff. Yes, I've tried making dragon armies. Yes, I've made armies of undead skeletons. Yes, I've made armies of giants and werewolves and trolls and had a huge battle between fifty werewolves and fifty master vampires.
When you've done all that, what else is there?
Cheese.
I spawn cheese.
My next task is to fill the tower full of cheese...
@Annika: Hmm.
. . .
Well, it wouldn't be a good story without pain and suffering, I guess. :)
But on second thoughts, I shouldn't come here during the day. If I was reading aforementioned pain and suffering during lunchtime, my friends might get incredibly worried about me. :P
More worried than they already are, I mean. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
@Dragona: *laughs* I know I can't really speak about obsession, but ummmm . . . you may have a cheesy problem here. :)
#ChaseForBooknine
(I will try to provide the pain and suffering tomorrow evening, but no promises.)
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PKiV3RSTquU/UtRIhkUD5RI/AAAAAAAAAmM/cBpxhQQCCJ8/s1600/2014-01-13_00002.jpg
That's my character on Skyrim. Despite the awesome helmet and the N7 Mass Effect armour, I'm actually an elf.
Of course, Oscar.
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Dragona, I have no words.
I actually don't know what to do.
I just
what.
Star, it's Skyrim's problem now. :P
There are other screenshots too if you're interested. Some NOT about cheese.
Adra, I even killed a chicken by accident (misplaced lightning spell... long story), and then I was chased by some guards and some residents of a city (overreaction). I decided spawning some trolls in the middle of the city was a good distraction whilst I made my escape.
The city has barely any residents, now.
Am I . . . likable?
Gary: *snorts*
Silence, man-cub.
Gary: *silences*
@Dragona: You actually THINK about something other than cheese? *frowns, confused*
#ChaseForBookNine
Dragona- so you're one of the Loki players, right? Liking to play god :P
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFKKXB3c_Fs/UtBRCI0NbcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/77YiwJRZ9fE/s1600/2014-01-10_00001.jpg
I even have a TARDIS.
*She straightens her smile, looking suddenly serious*
Of course, Oscar.
I am a god on Skyrim, yes. I can never die. I can cast spells which disintegrate people. I can travel across the map in a TARDIS. I am an elf wearing armour from Mass Effect, who can spawn anything he wants. I have a bow and arrow which does over 17 million damage, and a spell which does 9999999999999999 damage EACH second.
I'm unstoppable. Mwahahahaha.
And what is a god to do? Spawn cheese.
That's all I use my powers for. Spawning cheese, and creating battles that I don't take a part in xD
Yes . . . that's what I hoped you'd say.
*finishes his coffee*
. . . Am I lovable, though?
I mean . . . do you think she loves me?
At all?
@Dragona: You'rrrrrrrrre INDESTRUCTIBLE. :)
Well, at least your worshippers will never get hungry. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
I don't have a worshipper, actually. I just kill those who believe in anything else...
A guy was insulting elves, so I lifted him up using a spell and threw him into the air. He's never come back down, yet.
*Starts shouting Disturbed*
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Of course I do, Oscar. Of course.
@Dragona: Maybe gravity doesn't like him. :)
And - um. Good way of doing it?
#ChaseForBookNine
. . . Hm.
I'm better behaved than the Daedra Skyrim actually have, which are pretty much gods. I don't go and torment and kill people. I just throw them up in the air. And spawn cheese everywhere.
DISTURBED. <3
((Why am I not in this roleplay conversation? I have opinions to state.
Oh, yes. Homework.
*sadly disappears over a wilting horizon*))
#ChaseForBookNine
For more Skyrim nonsense which may make you go insane, visit my blog.
http://masseffectfanfiction.blogspot.co.uk/
Well, it might not make you go insane. It has CUTE tiny dragons, cheese, giants, elks, etc.
*Waves to Star*
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I've explained this to you many times, Oscar. You know the answer. Of course she loves you.
((My sister was wondering the other day how the I Like Trains Kid managed to propose to his fiancée.
I suppose he must have just, you know, held a ring out and smiled.))
#ChaseForBookNine
Hah.
*slowly waves the waitress over for another latte*
Would you like to know what I discovered yesterday?
That's true, Star.
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Would you like me to like to know?
Maybe.
*gestures to Gary*
Gary: *hands him his man-purse*
*opens it*
*pulls out a white lab coat*
*frustratedly pushes it into her arms*
Read the name.
The name on the cuff.
*Glances at him, then the name*
...
So?
So?
*angrily drinks coffee*
That's Hershel Coin's lab coat.
She's been wearing Hershel bloody Coin's lab coat for the past century.
Yeahhhhh?
*The corpse snaps it's neck as if relieving a knot of stress. It hisses again. In one swift movement it snaps Tate's neck and let the wolf drop to the floor.
It then walks down to the lake of silver. It doesn't go in, instead it just dips its fingers into the metallic liquid and it starts weaving in and out of the corpses fingers. The silver works it way up the corpse's body. The corpse breathes in a sigh of relief as suddenly it squirms out of what looks like an old shell.
Standing where the corpse used to be is Lorcan*
. . . Never mind.
*false smile*
Not important.
Not important that every time I've kissed her, touched her, hugged her, anything, she's been wearing that coat.
Not important.
*slams the coffee down on the table*
Gary, I'll be at the office if you need me.
Lots of paperwork to be done.
*storms out of the shop*
Gary: . . . Eep.
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
What the heck just HAPPENED, EM? :O
Hello, Sir! *hugs* How are you?
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*Looks after Oscar* Touchy, touchy..
@Em: I SECOND ADRA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O_O
Hey Sir! :)
@Anni: NO.
NO.
NO.
NO.
DOES IT MATTER THAT SHE WAS WEARING HIS LAB COAT?
HE'S DEAD!!!
*mutters*
#ChaseForBookNine
(why the hell did he have it anyway)
(why the hell DID he have it anyway)
#ChaseForBookNine
(I'm afraid that I must depart. I have to go to fencing class.
And might I add that this is the thirteenth time {I counted} that I have had to leave at the exact moment that Sir comes on line.
Hullo, Sir.
Goodbye, Sir.
*departs*)
Agreed, Star.
Oh! Goodbye, Anni!
(Also, Star, if you recall from an earlier story, Hershel Coin is not dead. A fact which Oscar knows and Precocious does not.
Alright, now I'm departing.
*departs again*)
(What happened there Em?
NO MORE ORTHO APPOINTMENTS
Fours, Annika! :(
And - that is beside the point. He's still FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES dead.
Thirteen? That IS unlucky. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Greetings, Ms. Dark, Inkbright, Melody, and Barnosky.
Good bye, Ms. Barnosky.
YAYYYYY ZAF!
*hums "Shiny Teeth and Me"*
OI! Thirteen is my lucky number, watch it.
Greetings, Ms. Kerias.
I have always found thirteen to be my lucky number.
@Zaf: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! :)
Having no more orthodontic appointments is wonderful!!! :)
(Although, you know, not ALL intents and purposes. Like, Hershel Coin's intents and purposes.)
#ChaseForBooknine
@Adra and Sir: Thirteen is also, in this context, a LARGE number. Which, in this context, is unlucky. :)
I like the number thirteen. It's better than the number fourteen. I never really liked being fourteen. Being fifteen is nice, although every now and then I go HOW THE HELL DID I GET SO OLD and start doubting that I actually am fifteen for a second. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Hah.
Sir, I don't remember if I've asked you, but what's your astrological sign?
(I'm so excited! I had braces off but it was the last time we have to come
I have no idea, Ms. Dark.
That's wonderful, Zaf!
Sir- Er, when is your birthday?
Ms. Dark, as I said before, I have no idea. My writer has not thought of that information yet.
My lucky number is twelve...
Thirteen wasn't very nice to me.
Well then, what is the birthdate of your writer?
Though, I think Pisces would be fitting
@Lantern: Aw. :/
Twelve can be nice too. :) It's a unique kind of number, if you think about it.
I don't know when Hunter's birthday is. -_-
I think it's because I always want my characters to have September birthdays. :P
Like, pretty much all of them. XD
@Zaf: I KNOW THE FEELING! *throws confetti* Yay! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(January 25th
You should do that, Star.
Actually.
Really, do that.
Plus . . . I always think of birthdays in school-year terms. :P And how old you would be compared to the rest of the year. And what's going on at that time of year - and I always think of what's going on in the terms of school years. And stuff . . .
Does anyone else see the year as a circle?
I do. :)
And September is sort of in the top-left corner (if, say, they had corners.)
#ChaseForBookNine
Well, my writer is a Leo.
@Adra: Do what?
@Zaf: My Blogversary is two days before your birthday. :)
And my circle of a year is a bit wonked. Like, there's a big long path from down here in January up to June in the summer. Although it sort of depends on how you look at the circle, really. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Twelve is awesome, because it's so evenly divisible by things...
Also it's rather summery, which is always good.
I assigned most of my characters birthdays... Except Fabi. I can't find a birthday that fits Fabi.
Because the number has to be right, and the season has to fit...
And tbh, I'm picky.
I don't, really. But that's an interesting way to think of it, Star :P I see it as a ruler.
Sir- interesting... Leo's a good group, I think my father is one. So... late summer? Cool!
I still think you should be a Pisces. And join the club.
Actually
http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/
is a really good website, if you two(?) are still looking for a birthday
there must be birthdays
everyone must have a birthday
it
is
REQUIRED.
@Lantern: I know what you mean. :) Things like birthdays have to sort of CLICK. And if it doesn't then it just doesn't work. :/
Twelve is. :) Like twenty-four. Which is double twelve. Double double this this, double double that that.
Twelve divides by one and twelve and two and six and three and four and THAT'S ALL THE WHOLE NUMBERS and yeah. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Make all the birthdays in the same month, Star!
Fabi- that is true, Twelve is a good number... I personally like not being divisible, and odd :P
Not entirely, Ms. Dark.
@Adra: A ruler? *looks interested* *because I am interested* *I just kind of felt the need to show my expression there* Really? But then how do you decide when the ruler begins and ends?
My years have been a circle for pretty much as long as I can remember. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: *laughs* It would be cool, but birthdays have to CLICK. :/
I don't mind being divisible. I like not being equal, though.
"I am all, but what am I?
Another number that isn't equal to any of you
I control, but I comply
Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces
I'M UNEVEN!"
#ChaseForBookNine
It goes off the end, down the other side, and back again :P
Sir- Well, you and I are obviously very different. And everyone should have a day dedicated to them. A break day. It'd be cool. And celebrations.
I dunno... Maybe I just like making people happy.
-IN THE REAL WORLD-
*Lorcan gasps as he wakes up. He thinks he's going to throw up. He quickly jumps out of the bed and runs to the toilet. As he closes the door, he then feels fine... until he catches his reflection in the mirror.
His dark brown eye colour is now silver. His hazel brown hair is silver as well. He doesn't look sick or dying anymore, he looks healthy and seems strong. Lorcan straightens up and doesn't feel any pain.
He lifts his t-shirt up and sees that his scars are nothing but silver scar lines now. As he's looking at his reflection, he knows it doesn't look anything like him but he smirks. He kinda likes it*
hi Snow!
Em- NO
Greetings, Ms. Stormberg.
@Adra: That sounds really cool. O_O
*would hit younger self for not thinking of that, but that would be child abuse :P*
@Adra: Liking making people feel happy is an amazing trait to have. :) Then again, you're amazing. :)
(Hmm. There's this song stuck in my head and it was whispering "You're amazing" whilst I wrote that. XD
It's a bit of a creepy song, really. :P))
@Em: . . .
I have a bad feeling about this. D:
D:
D:
*watching*
#ChaseForBookNine
Alexis: *is scared waiting for Lorcan*
Hi Snow! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Yeah, the more a read about the Zodiac signs, the less I think mine suits me, tbh...
Ayyyyyyy Star :P
EM.
LORCAN.
...
Oh dear.
Fabi- there is such a thing as being born at the wrong time?
I think im in love with my profile pic. XD
*Lorcan splashes some water on his face, seeing if it really is just a dream. He painfully pokes at his eyes so see if the silver is contact lenses and he runs his hands through his hair to see if it is just paint or something.
Nothing happens. It all apparently belongs to him now.
He dries his face off as he unlocks the bathroom door. He takes a deep breath and then walks out into the bedroom.*
@Adra and Lantern: I was about to say something to the effect of what Adra just said. :)
@SNow: Yeah. XD I saw it earlier and laughed. It's awesome. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Oh dear.
I have the distinct feeling that THIS IS NOT GOOD.))
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Actually... It makes sense in a way...
Hmmm quite, star. ((What? Nooooooo..... I'm not impersonating sir..... noooooooo))
Also Fabi- it depends on if you're a cusp birthday or not (if you're a few days around the turn of a new sign)
@Snow: *laughs* XD
#ChaseForBooknine
...
Indeed.
It would have made sense if if had a cusp birthday, but no.
Hm...
Gtg shortly.
*Lorcan goes to his bag and starts digging around in it.*
Lorcan: Phone, phone, where's my goddamn phone...
*He finds it and starts to text*
Hey Adra, if u r near my room, cud u plz cme and c me. I hve 2 show u smething.
Okay, Fabi!
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*Stares at the text and is appalled by his grammar* Oh good gracious, I'm going to have a headache.
*Sighs, and gets up, going to a backroom and making a portal, slipping through it to Camp Wolf, and appearing near Lorcan*
*Looking at her phone*
You're not serious about your spelling, are you? This is horrendous.
Lol, I was reading this book once, and the author did NOT know how to txtspk. It was kind of funny.
Seriously. Who the hell says "Go 2 go"? You either use proper English or you use the abbreviation. :P
(However, if she'd used true txtspk, you wouldn't have got the emotions and the tone from the conversation, so . . . *shrugs*)
(and that's partially what I hate about txtspk)
(the second thing I hate it that it hurts my brain. XD)
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: *laughs* XD
*"Got 2 go"
*facepalm*
#ChaseForBookNine
That's actually hilarious, Star.
brb, msd, mbs, lmao, rofl, tbh, tbc, idk, idek, lol, lmfao, bby, bb, gtg, bbs, wuu2, jsyk,
and so more
Indeed, Ms Inkbright
My mum uses txtspk more than me. :P I just abbreviate phrases . . .
#ChaseForBooknine
@Snow: *laughs* Actually thought you were Sir for a mo there. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
I dont even know what half of that means, Ms Dark
((Im not giving up on this btw))
*Lorcan smiles and kind just waits to see Adra's reaction.*
Lorcan: I'm sorry, I was in a hurry.
Sir's going to politely kill you.
Indeed, that is my intention, Ms Dark.
*Is still looking at her phone* In a hurry, that's no excuse for not-
*Looks up, and stops talking*
..
..
..
..
..
Wot
No, he bit my side once before, ages ago.
You don't want to be bitten by that shark.
It's scary.
...
I shall continue until he comments or until I leave, Ms Dark
(Guess I'll ghost....
*Lorcan shrugs slightly, he's worried about the look that Adra is giving him.*
Lorcan: I told you I had to show you something.
Even the ellipsis.
I'm waiting for him to come on and sprout the entire English dictionary.
There is a slight problem, Snow.
He is a gentleman.
You are a gentlewoman.
He, er... Is a shark.
You are a human.
Er...
Let's see...
Roget is his bible.
Er,
I don't know what book is your bible.
(Bible, in this case, being a term used for a book of great worship, not the Christian bible)
You don't say, you're... Silver!
*sighs*
I quite understand the differences, Ms Dark, but I shall still continue with this. I do try to finish what I start, even if I do indeed run the risk of being metaphorically killed.
^That works as well.
Snow, I think he is subtly trying to show annoyance.
(No Zaf, you can come in. Pretend that Alexis had gone for something to eat and is coming back to the room)
Lorcan: I know!!! I woke up like this.
*bows slightly* and now, I'm done.
*slowly sidles away from sir*
*Frowns* Interesting, Lorcan...
Very
Interesting.
Ms. Stormberg, I shall hardly kill you metaphorically. To do so would be horribly rude.
Figuratively killing you, however, is entirely feasible.
Yes, well... I was struggling to find the right word. Being you is incredibly hard.
Lorcan: I'm glad I'm interesting to you Adra but in all the seriousness...
What the fuck happened!!!!!
*Is laughing*
*Quite a lot*
Again, he once bit me in half. Keep that in mind, Snow.
*Shrugs* I don't know.. But, you look fine to me...
I am actually smiling. It's quite early in the morning for me to smile. Bit thats what this place does to me. :)
Alexis: holy hell what happened? (Sorry wbd on phone
Lorcan: That's not the point Adra. Something happened in the last 12 hours and suddenly I'm the fucking Silver Surfer!!
OH MY GOD. I JUST GOT MY SSAT SCORES BACK(a test like the SAT, but for private highschools).
AND I GOT IN THE NINETY NINTH PERCENTILE OVERALL. WITH PERFECT SCORES IN READING AND VERBAL. WHICH MEANS THAT I GET A FULL SCHOLARSHIP TO THIS ONE PRIVATE HIGHSCHOOL I APPLIED TO.
I AM FREAKING OUT SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.
OH, AND HI EVERYONE!
Quite.
Silver Surfer, heh...
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KESSIE!
OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD!
THATS AMAZING!
Lorcan: Oh... Lexi! Um, there is an explanation somewhere about what happened but I dunno what it is. And yeah...
Greetings, Ms. LeStarre.
Congratulations.
THANK YOU ADRA!
HOW ARE YOU ALL?
*IS IN ALL CAPS BECAUSE I HAVE WAY TOO MUCH ENERGY NOW*
Thanks, Sir!
@KEs: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! :) :) :) :) :) :)
THAT IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
THATS AMAZING KES!!
Alexis: oh. My. God
Really, I'm so pleased for you, hun! *Cuddles*
I'm okay, thanks for asking :)
Thanks Star and Snow!
*is cuddled* Yay.
Sir, did you get any of the flooding on Friday, or are you too far away?
Lorcan: It's still me Lexi, I'm still me just...
Something happened.
Hey Em! *waves*
I g2g eat, bye! *hugs all*
Bye Snow!
Good bye, Ms. Stormberg.
Thankfully, my author managed to avoid any flooding, Ms. LeStarre.
I MAY HAVE FOND A WAY TO PREVENT THE SUICIDE!!!!!!!!!!! :)
I also need to go to sleep now. Fours. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Bye Snow!
Night Star!
*hugs*
(See you soon)
Goodnight, Star!
That, Sir, is distinctly unfair. We got between 17 and 22 inches on Thursday night. of course, it did mean that school was canceled, which was pretty awesome.
Twenty thousand words. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Oh, and bye Snow!
Hey, Etalihinna!
(HEY KESSIE!!!!!!! CONGRATS ON YOUR TEST RESULTS!!! WOOP!!!!)
Lorcan: Adra seriously...
Please, help me figure out what happened. Why am I like this??
Thanks Em!
Excellent! First! Yes! *tries to think of what to ded to*
*Pauses* Well... It's a reaction. Of the silver. Is there anything else different?
I don't even know. Um.
I dedicate this page to Season 4 of Sherlock not taking nearly as long to put on the air, as well as January 19 getting here faster.
Um, and I dedicate to the people whose houses and cars and stuff were damaged by the not-entirely-sure-if-it-qualifies-as-a-flood, in the hopes that they'll be able to recover their property.
Yeah.
Alexis: I see...*smiles* Looks matter not its who you are
Kessie, want me to send you the episodes through links? :P
*Raises glass*
Hear hear!
Adra, I've seen the Empty Hearse and the first maybe 20 minutes of The Sign of Three. Its more an issue of time than of actually having the episodes.
Thanks, though. :)
Hello everyone!
Ah, I see then :P
*hugs*
Hello, Amethyst
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