Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious?
The paperback will be released for everyone else on the 27th of March, and because we are very, very smart people, we will be releasing the paperback of The Maleficent Seven, which takes place BEFORE LSODM, on the 8th of May.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1401 – 1600 of 4927 Newer› Newest»well...who are our suspects?
*finds a stick of dynamite*
Our suspects are ZAFIRA KERIAS!
*finds a sci-fi laser gun*
DRAGONA PINE!
*finds a smiley-face doodle*
And STAR INKBRIGHT!
*walks around and spots splatters of ketchup*
What the..?
Ketchup!
*examines ketchup through magnifying glass*
But what could it mean . . ?
*frowns*
Only Trip Castalan bleeds ketchup . . .
*gasps*
*horror-struck*
Trip Castalan has been KILLED TO DEATH.
A rather gruesome way to go, all things considered.
Who would have done such a thing?
*looks around for possible weapons used*
*frowns*
*strokes chin*
*stands in the middle of the hotel lobby*
. . . Well, my dear Watson, I am baffled by this case. We have not been able to find Trip's body, or any of the three killers! I suspect,
*taps nose knowingly*
that the culprit was . . .
*dramatic music swells*
Star Inkbright . . . with the purple carrot . . . in the dining room!
*points to dining room*
TO THE DINING ROOM, WATSON!
*sets off*
*coat flapping behind me*
*quickly follow*
*gasps in surprise*
*skids to a halt*
Well well well, it is none other than my bitter rival, Sir Reingington!
*points dramatically at Sir*
Was it YOU who killed Mr. Castalan?
What about the purple carrot?
Do you think he killed him? ...with the purple carrot!!!
...
No, Ms. Barnosky.
At least, I believe the answer is no.
Well, if my bitter rival says it, it must be so!
*whirlwinds past Sir and into the dining room*
Watson!
*gestures wildly to the dining room*
What do you see!?
*looks around*
The dining room is perfectly spotless! This must be a trick!
Spotless?
Well, I suppose that puts Mr. Neurotic on the list of suspects, as well.
*Jubi's dead body randomly appears out of nowhere*
NO! YOU'RE WRONG!
Look, Watson, the dining took is spotless! This must be a trick!
*scampers off to the kitchen*
Watson! Sir! Follow me!
*room
*trips over Jubilance*
No! Another dead body!
And . . . and . . .
*looks back at the dining room*
The crime scene is clean!
Which makes Oscar Neurotic a suspect! Brilliant deduction, Mr. Reinging-whatever.
*waves vaguely at Sir*
...
Quite.
What method was used to kill her?
*looks closely at Jubilance's body*
*closely examines Jubilance under the magnifying glass*
Hmm.
*examines the carpet around her*
Hmm.
*peels back her eyelids*
Hmm.
*checks her pulse*
Hmm.
*stands up*
Well, I'm stumped.
*opens eyes*
BOO!!
Ah! What supernatural event has caused this?
*leaps into Sir's arms*
*like Scooby-Doo and Shaggy*
AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
hm...
Are you alive or dead?
*starts laughing hysterically*
Oh man that was great!
You guys ACTUALLY thought I was dead??
*wipes away tears*
Your.. faces...
*keeps laughing*
*points a shaking finger at Jubilance*
You are making a mockery of the sacred proceedings of Cluedo!
*glares*
*pokes Jubilance's arm*
*gasps and points at Jubilance*
She could have killed everyone!
*continues laughing*
Can't... breathe....
*takes a deep deep deep deep DEEP breath*
*keeps laughing*
*stops laughing*
What?
Peel off her face! Perhaps she is a human disguised as a Jubilance! Or, rather, a monster disguised as a Jubilance!
*gives Annika a quizzical look*
Wait... what?
*searches around her face*
*pokes her*
Nothing suspicious..
*sighs heavily*
Watson!
Check her hands for Trip's blood!
ouch! *pushes Amethyst away*
What are you guys doing???
*searches Jubilance*
Ah-ha!
*takes out a small bottle with ketchup and a pack of fries*
...
I-
Qu-
Right.
I am wearing a deerstalker and a tweed cloak! My associate here is wearing a bowler hat and a fake mustache!
What does it LOOK like we're doing!?
Hey those are mine!
... a reenactment?
*suddenly remembers where I am*
*turns scarlet*
*hops out of Sir's arms*
I-
Er-
Sorry.
*cough*
*straightens my hat*
Now then!
This girl has a bottle of Trip's blood, and some greasy junk food!
She is clearly the culprit! She killed Trip with high cholesterol!
Shall we question her or arrest her?
Trip's DEAD????
*flaps hands disgustedly*
Why not do both?
And Trip has indeed been KILLED TO DEATH! By YOU! CONFESS AT ONCE!
*waves arms*
...
If Mr. Castalan is dead, where is his body?
*pauses*
. . . I'm not sure.
Perhaps she has EATEN IT! Hence the fries! Or has it concealed somewhere about her person!
*begins to pace feverishly*
Or perhaps defenestrated it! Or dumped it in the Thames! Or perhaps she-
*continues rambling indistinctly*
I...
I didn't do anything!
I just heard you guys saying something about solving a murder so I was just like "Hey I'll pretend to be dead and then scare the bejeezus out of them!"
*searches pockets for handcuffs*
*takes out some candy, a notebook, pens, and a small piece of string*
I've got nothing to arrest her with!
What should I do?
*runs around looking for a rope or something*
*begins rifling through my pockets for arresting material*
*holds up roll of duct tape*
. . ?
*stands up and dusts off*
OOH I HAVE AN IDEA!! *bounces up and down raising hand in the air*
PICK ME PICK ME!
Ah! That might work!
*takes the roll of duct tape*
*continues bouncing*
*points at Jubilance*
You have the right to remain noisy!
*clears throat*
Jubilance, you are arrested. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney and if you can not afford an attorney, one will be appointed to represent you. You can choose to exercise these rights at anytime.
*pauses*
Just kidding. I think we'll just deal with you.
*reaches for Jubilance's arm to wrap the duct tape*
*Adra's dead body is hanging from the ceiling in the room over, a slow drop of blood from her hand*
*She has unfortunately...*
*Painted to death*
-I may or may not be here. I just checked in and found this amusing :)-
I have the right to remain noisy but have the right to remain silent...
what..?
OH MY GOD!!! ADRA!!! *points*
LOOK!
(So, don't bother greeting me...? :P)
*a drop of blood drips on my face*
*and I slowly look up*
*and gasp*
Adrasdos! No! Don't turn this into an episode of Supernatural!
*hurriedly grabs Jubilance's arms and successfully tapes them together*
Yes! I did it!
(ADRA!!!!!! *supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
HAI!!!!
:3)
*looks up*
Who would have done such a terrible thing!
...how did she get up there unnoticed?
*grabs Jubilance forcefully by the shoulder*
Jubilance Glee!
You are under arrest for the murders of Trippington Castalan and Adrasdos Dark!
(I also think I'm listening to KPop or something.
I don't know what's being said.
It sounds Korean.
It might not be.
It sounds Eastern.
That's all I know.
Okay, it's Japanese.
I was kind of close.)
(mehehe)
(This picture is going to kill me)
(IT'S TAKING SO LONG IT HAS BEEN FOUR PLUS HOURS ON MSPAINT)
BUT
BUT
I DIDN'T DO IT
I SWEAR!
YOU CAN'T ARREST ME YOU HAVE NO PROOF WHATSOEVER
*Smacks Jubi*
Sh
Now.
*Drifts backwards*
*Into the darkness*
Sammy!
We have more than proof! We have CONJECTURE!
*begins to drag Jubilance toward the door*
xDDD
BUT..
THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE...!!
YOUR FACE DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
Of course not, Ms. Glee. You would need at least 12 pints of wisdom to make sense, and that was a phrase, incapable of physically holding wisdom.
YOUR LIFE DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
Look at what I found!
*hold up a purple carrot*
*A paper falls out of her jacket*
*And for a moment, Adra is in a music video*
*The words "MARY DID IT" is on the paper, but then 'Mary' is scratched out, and 'Jubilance' is written instead*
*Brendon Urie resumes singing after the climax of the music video*
YOU GET OFF YOUR ALL-CAPS HIGH HORSE RIGHT NOW YOUNG LADY BECAUSE YOUR PROFILE PICTURE DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
*drops carrot and rushes to pick up the paper*
PROOF!!!
*dives for the note*
*reads it*
*looks up in shock*
Jubilance!
You killed her!
Whoa-oa-oa-oa-oa, Mona Lisa!
YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO.
AND YOUR NAME DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
...
*reaches into one of his pockets, and pulls out some earmuffs*
*slowly puts them on his ears, and sighs at the sweet silence*
Well, I'll tell you what DOES make any sense!
*shoves note in Jubilance's face*
This note says you did it!
*Adra's ghost picks up a plank, and hits Sir in the back of the head with it*
It is all the proof we need!
Proof indeed!
*stares at the note*
WHY THE HELL WOULD I LEAVE A NOTE BEHIND SAYING THAT I MURDERED SOMEONE RIGHT AFTER I MURDERED THEM?
*does not notice the plank, as he is busy hearing nothing*
THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE, JUBILANCE.
...
*looks at Jubilance*
Your crazy...?
How the hell does one not notice being hit in the back of the head with a plank?
*does it again*
Wait! Could Jubilance have killed other people too?
*quickly scans room*
*points at Adra's ghost*
Stop hitting Sir in the back of the head or I'll exorcise you in a minute!
*Adra's ghost flips Annika off*
*doesn't flip off Adra's ghost*
*because I am CIVIL*
*but I do however mutter something about Ghostbusters and return to confronting Jubilance*
*cell phone rings*
*I flip it open*
Yes, this is Jake from State Farm.
. . . What? I beg your pardon?
Oh, dinner is ready? I see.
*flips phone shut*
Pardonez-moi, my dear friends, but, as they say, "soup's on."
*departs*
*who knows for how long*
*my apologies*
.... Okay
I AM crazy...
BUT MY KILLING DAYS ARE BEHIND ME!
Good bye, Ms. Barnosky.
Bye Annika!
Shoot, I should go. Night, duckies!
Bye Adra!
BAI ANNIKA AND ADRA!! *supermegagoodbyetacklehugsofdoom*
... I take it that everyone's silence means I'm free?
GREAT! *runs off*
Well, I have to go now.
Who knows if I will be back. Bye!
*rips off duct tape with teeth*
*cracks knuckles*
aah that's so much better
*goes off to hunt down more people to kill*
Anyone?
*Aretha's dead body appears in Blogland*
#ChaseForBook9
Wow! How late am I? So late. Oh I've Been working on my own 9th book but I can't beat Derek in a writing comp he will win no matter what. Just so you know Derek, I'm up to last stand of dead men and I cried when gahstly and shudder got killed so don't surprise me like that again please I almost got a heart attack. Once again love the series love you!
*Stops at Ari's dead body*
.. I didn't do that..
*nudges with my toe*
Crap. Who killed Ari?!
um
ahem...
not me *hides a knife behind my back and gives innocent smile*
Jubi she's an Elder for god's sake!!! If Nic released a name I'm smacking him to Pluto and back
Oh
wow
that must really suck...
Is...she even online? I'm kinda hoping she isn't dead. Like...the assassins after her may have got her which means Nic is without someone linked oh fudgesickles that means he could go Coco Loco on us and I dont want Alastair coming out because i still have nightmares rp and irl
*screeched and hides in a ball holding Coco gerbil* *grabs Snowball because he bites* I can survive! Snowball will bite Alastair
(Hey... Not here. If I come on here a bit later, please yell at me for it. I shouldn't be on here. I really, really have to do my project.
I really hope Em's alright... :/))
Is anyone on? ...
ASDFGHJKLASDFGUJKLJGSGDUWK
Have to use this account for a bit because my other one is being an ass and not letting me log in. Jerk bag.
Hi. Sorry, was raging at my tablet but it still won't let me on my other account
Annika Barnosky / Doctor Precocious said...
I want Canada.
February 27, 2014 at 11:55 PM
Amethyst Temerity said...
why Canada?
February 28, 2014 at 12:02 AM
Annika Barnosky / Doctor Precocious said...
Because Canada has several things.
1) A good tactical advantage over the USA.
2) A maple syrup reserve, accessible only by the government.
3) Half of Niagara Falls.
4) Canadians, who are adorable and polite, except for Justin Bieber.
5) Moose.
6) Snow.
7) Canadian bacon.
February 28, 2014 at 12:05 AM
Canada does not have me. But it has me near it, tjrough this peice of logic "Canada is the capital of Narnia. I am from Narnia, and I live in Tasmania. Thus Canada is in Tasmania"
I actually said that
Haha! I love your logic :)
Good night! Bye!
*mutters angrily*
Snow says she poofed and she might not be on blogland for a bit because her tablet is being stupid on her and asdfghjkl.
I HAVE BLOGGER WORKING AGAIN!!!
granted, im using a different internet launcher, but im here!
That just posted 3 times... oh
What...is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?
Hey...
Has any read the rping from 12ish (grenitch mean time) up above?
...
I Am a happy bunny
Oh, and a European or African swallow?
:D
YOU UNDERSTAND
:D
YOU UNDERSTAND
Anyone on? Bloggers? Googlers? Crazys? Nutters? Skuttle-bugs? Anyone?
No? Okay then..
*walks round in a circle *
*starts humming frozen songs*
*gets out pens, pencils and paper*
*draws stuff* *gets bored* *draws on wall*
*draws swirls and spirals on wall*
*splash of blue here lick of blue there*
*dances and twirls* *continues humming frozen songs* *turn and spirals as colours and shapes join together* *laughs aloud joyfully* *continues drawing and humming*
*highlights the patterns with yellows and whites* *continues swirling around* *starts humming let it go* *stops briefly to inject serum into arm* *continues swirling and colouring* *starts singing aloud*
Let it go let it go can't hold it back anymore let it go let it go turn away and slam the door!
*continues to colour and add details*
*looks at the wall*
Looks interesting...
Yeah well, its mainly just swirling and spirals and stuff...how much of that did you hear?
*grins*
Almost everything, I guess...
*continues to stare at and colour the wall*
*watches Silente, sitting in a corner*
Even the, erm, the horrid screeching that was erupting from my body? Sorry if it hurt your, you know, your ears. I don't do that unless I'm alone.... well not normally....
*starts incorporating fairy and dragonfly into the swirls *
*shakes head*
Don't worry, my ears are fine^^
Yeah sorry bout the, *sighs* noise. I know I can't sing but....well doesn't mean I learn not to.
*is moving slower, not twirling or dancing, just painting* *puts down brush* anyway...how...er......how are you?
*still looks at the wall*
That is beautiful!
And I love singing, even if I can't sing, so... *shrugs* Who cares?
Oh er thanks... I was just, doodling really. Just letting out some boredom. I like pretending to be normal. Its fun. And I dont like singing around people....I'm rather self conscious.
[hums to self]
Mother never approved of my singing or painting. Back in 1892 women weren't meant to be noisy or messy... *mutters* mind you we weren't meant to be beasts but didn't stop this
Wait, hold on a second... 1892??
Hey moss *little wave*
Hey Fabsi! :)
Yes 1892, the year of my twelfth birthday, the year THIS happened *gestures to self* 1892 the time when women were suppressed, seen not heard and it was not common for them to be used..
Treated like object *shivers*
*blinks, looking confused*
I'm sorry... I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean by 'this'?
This, being a beast, needing serum to be controlled. Being a....*turns away* being one of me.
*suddenly realises*
*whispers*
You're a... vampire.
I'll explain it soon.
((BBS food time!))
(('kay! See you later!)
Annika and Jubi make such a beautiful combination. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
No one wanted to investigate MY murder... *sniff*
*shakes head* They are glorious! :D
I would investigate your murder!
But my character is lost in the forest atm. :P
Which reminds me, I should probably get her OUT of the forest . . . wbd.
#ChaseForBookNine
Thank you Star. Thank you so much! :)
Okay...
How are you? :)
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm fine, thanks! Had my last school day before one week of HOLIDAYS!
Question: Does anything like the german Karneval exist in England? Cause I don't know anything about that...
Aw! :( I just had my week off last week, so I have a whole half a term to get through now . . . *sighs*
I'm not sure, Mithria. What is it?
#ChaseForBookNine
D'ARVIT.
#ChaseForBookNine
Aw, poor you! :(
Um... difficult to explain... basically it's a special time of the year when (especially in western germany but also in Bavaria) people dress up as whatever they want^^ Just search google ;)
OMG, did you just use a quote from Artemis Fowl??
Okay, I'm back. Yes mir I am a.....one of them. One of those.....things. *looks away* a.... a... a thing...
*doesn't really know what to say*
You... you are not a /thing/.
*remembers her first meeting with a vampire*
*shivers*
Others may be but you're not.
(Uh, I'm afraid I'll have to leave soon-ish... 10 minutes left...)
Don't you see mir, were all the same really, all of US. Inside were no different. Just monsters in a human shell.
Star eventually got to the top of a tall tree, and surveyed the landscape around her. Straight ahead, there were lots of trees. To the right, there were lots of trees. Diagonally forward and to the right, there were lots of trees. Behind her, there were lots of trees. Diagonally right and behind here, there were lots of trees. In the middle of forward and backward, which was exactly in the middle, there were lots of trees. Of course there were. She was in one. Diagonally behind her and to the left, there were lots of trees. Diagonally in front of her and to the left, there were lots of trees. In the middle of the right and the left, it was exactly the middle, which, as she'd already mentioned, was filled with lots of trees. However, far away to her left, there was a considerable amount of trees, and then it looked like the trees ended. There seemed to be a considerable amount of flatness. Star squinted and tried to make out details, but everything shimmered and shifted, and it could have been filled with harsh gray pavement, peaceful blue sea, or waving green grass. She shifted her feet, as they were beginning to hurt from remaining in the same awkward position.
Behind the flatness, there were mountains, rising up over the horizon, like two bits of land had been pushed together and it had crumpled up in the middle. Oh wait, that WAS what had happened. That was how mountains were made. Duh. Tectonic plates and that.
She could remember tectonic plates and she couldn't remember her age?
She could probably remember the age of the earth.
Wasn't it 14000 million?
That better NOT be the age of the earth. If so, she would be seriously pissed off. Her brain needed to get its priorities straight.
What now?
Star supposed she had better walk towards the mountains - one of which looked a bit like a volcano but that was stupid, there weren't any volcanoes in England.
Wait, she was English?
SHE WAS ENGLISH!
Star took her hand off her handhold and fistpumped. Oh yes. She'd tackled one aspect of her memory.
Anyway . . . yeah. She needed to go towards the mountains, or more importantly the flatness in front of the mountains (the mountains were a bit far off), but she didn't know how to get there.
If she reached the ground, she would probably get lost and end up going in circles again.
Um.
#ChaseForBookNine
You said something about a serum before. Doesn't that mean you want to keep your 'human shell'? And that makes you better than the others!
Yes, Mith, I did! :)
Artemis Fowl is brilliant. :) :)
No, I don't think England has that, sorry. :(
Hey, Silente! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(@Star: Yeah, he is! It's been years that I read these books... but I still recognised D'arvid! :D)
(And spelled it the wrong way -.-
D'ARVIT!)
(@Mith: Yaaay! :) :)
I would probably have forgotten it after a few years. :P My brain isn't good with singular words.)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Hey star! You still lost in that forest? Ah well, you'll get out eventually))
Not necessarily mir. It just means I'm smarter and better at avoiding pain than some of them. And easier to drug...
*closes eyes for a moment when remembering her fight with the vampire*
*and the pain*
*and the long time of recovery*
*takes a deep breath*
*sighs*
It means you're better. You didn't try to kill me when we met, that's a good sign for me.
Star decided to do something called tree-hopping. Well, she'd just named it, just now, but . . . yeah. IT WAS TREE HOPPING OKAY.
She sort of traversed along the tops of the trees. When she got to a taller one, she could look around and check she was still on track.
The main problem was this was that, like all humans (if she was human. She could be anything, really. Memory loss was scary), she got tired. Star was having to stop occasionally, take rests in awkward positions leaning on branches, shaking her arms and legs.
It would probably take her a while.
But she was getting there, slowly.
Watch out, flatness, here I come . . .
(And I should probably leave it there for now if I want to time jump her out of the forest. :P)
#ChaseForBookNine
(I forgot it, tbh, Star! I didn't think about it for YEARS! BUT I recognised it ^-^)
@Silente: I've had homework to do. :P
Plus, you know, the forest is big.
#ChaseForBookNine
(Damnit. I gotta go now... see you tomorrow, perhaps? *hugs Star and Silente* Bye!)
@Mith: Yay! :) :) :) I commend your memory skills. :) Or recognition skills. Or both.
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Fours, Mith! :(
#ChaseForBookNine
Of course I didn't try to kill you when we met, why would I do that when I'm under control speaking of which *starts patting down pockets* *produces nothing* *whispers* s£%t... *starts trembling* *smiles* yes er speaking of I'm just going to go in there *points to strong door* we can still talk, just a safety precausion... *curls up* a very important one.. *crawls towards door*
Bye then mir!
"I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am."
Just saw this quoted in a Mortal Instruments book and OH MY GOSH IT'S FABULOUS.
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