all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
gibber.
Work is progressing. December and most of January was taken up with short stories. I still have to edit them. I'll have to do that soon, over the next few days... But I'm also back on the book. Writing away. Skipping chunks and writing important bits. I'm on the final confrontation now, making sure everything fits together. Even though there is a lot more writing to do, loads of gaps to fill in and storylines to link up, I am TECHNICALLY writing the end of the book at the moment. Will I finally get to find out how it ends? Or will I leave that blank also, to be finished off when everything else is complete?
I don't know. I really don't.
I have, maybe, another month of writing ahead of me before the first draft is done. Every morning I wake up, lie in bed for an hour (yes, it is good to be a writer) and think about the sequence I need to write that day. Then I'm up and writing. There is very little time to think about other things, such as writing blogs or tweeting, and I know you understand that, but I do want to thank you all for your patience. I don't like being silent for this long — but soon, I won't have to be.
Soon.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3401 – 3600 of 4915 Newer› Newest»HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Speaking in metaphors with somebody feels like I've been living in a country other than my own for years, and they don't speak my native language in this other country, and I'm fine, I can speak that language, well mostly I can, but then someone comes up and they know my native language and it's so amazing, to be able to speak my own language, and we can just reach these greater level of understanding, and it feels so wonderful.
#ChaseForBookNine
Wbd. Memorising.
#ChaseForBookNine
I WAS LOOKING UP WHY WE GET BAGS UNDER OUR EYES (because I do this stuff now. Looking up stuff is fun) AND IT SAID "the reason is osmosis" AND I ALMOST STARTED CRYING HELP.
OSMOSIS
!!!!!!!!!!!
#ChaseForBookNine
(Picking a biological word for a ship name was such a good idea.)
#ChaseForBookNine
Mmf...
I. Hate. My. School.
They took away Monday, now i have to go in, they took away Holy Thursday. Fucks sake the two days are going to do nothing.
Hey Lantern! :)
You know, everyone says that if someone murdered my family, I would abandon my philosophies about forgiveness. I fear that that is true. I do get angry at people, you know. I get in a mood with them. I don't' want to, but I do. I wanted to fall out with somebody, today. I asked them if, if two people weren't really getting along together, and they weren't not getting along, whether it would be worth falling out, because falling out would create loads of upset and stuff and upset all these other people, but people might be happier in the long term. They weren't listening, I don't think.
I don't think it is worth it.
But idk, you sit there and you're not happy, and if you do nothing, nothing will change.
But you have to create unhappiness to make that change. Create unhappiness that affects multiple people.
I can here B in my head, saying "Why can't everyone just get along?"
And her tone of voice is saying I-am-so-sick-of-this-shit-why-does-this-keep-happening.
And idk. I think I'll remember that the next time I want to fall out with somebody.
I don't fall out with people, though.
My friend said to me today "You know when you fall out with somebody . . ."
Me: I don't really do that.
And the nearest I came was when my friends decided I was schizophrenic.
Except only D really thought I was.
And she didn't really think I was. She just wanted the problem to be dealt with.
And I was angry at them then.
And I was actually really, really considering falling out with them.
But then I didn't.
Anyway, I don't usually cause conflict. It gets caused, and then I pick a side or don't pick a side. Or very occasionally, people tell me they don't like me, and I'm like "Okay. I get what you're saying. I'm fine with that."
But I was crying. I didn't want to cry. I wasn't especially upset. Like I said, I got it. But was cyring anyway.
And she just kept on saying "You get what I'm saying, don't you?"
And I was like, YES. I GET IT.
I didn't like this girl in primary.
But we weren't friends.
Damn . . . it's so odd, when I think back to that, because like, I know her now, and stuff.
I'm not sure where I've got to now. I'm not anyway.
Idk, though. If I don't talk, what am I, really? If I don't talk, I isolate myself. So maybe talking less isn't the way forward.
But idk.
Although maybe, if you aren't anything, maybe that's your cue to become something.
O_O
Hmm.
(You see what I mean? When I talk, all these answers to my questions spring up.)
#ChaseForBookNine
*#this girl in primary' being a differen girl to the one in the previous sentence.
@Zaf: :(
Most people hate their schools, if it helps. :) Or hate part of their schools. Schools are very flawed.
#ChaseForBookNine
Hm...
[Likes reading it when Star rambles, but has long since run out of intelligent responses for anyone and anything]
@Lantern: *laughs* Thanks. :)
I don't feel like rambling about things that seem pointless to me would really help anyone, because they're pointless, so no one can gain any points from that.
And - *hugs*
I read something yesterday about emotional intelligence. And it's like IQ, but EQ. And EQ is actually generally more helpful in life than IQ.
Intelligence isn't really worth as much as people think.
Or as much as responses think.
If responses do think.
See? Responses can't even think, so they're not worth much, and they don't mind that because they don't thinkkkkkkkkk. :)
(I think.)
(If responses ARE conscious enough to feel hurt by me saying they're not hurt much, then they ARE worth something.
So they shouldn't be hurt.)
#ChaseForBookNine
IT - NEVER - STOPS
You can't be everything to everyone
Contagion, and I'm sitting on the side of Satan
What do you want from me?
They never told me the failure I was meant to be
Now, overdo it, don't tell me you blew it
Stop your bitching and fight your way through it
I'M - NOT - LIKE - YOU - I - JUST - FUCK - UP
Come on motherfucker everybody has to die
Come on motherfucker everybody has to DIE
#ChaseForBookNine
*EVERYBODY HAS TO DIE
#ChaseForBookNine
Good response...
Nice response...
BRAAAAVEHEART
SHOW ME WHATCHA GOT
GOTTA SHOW ME WHEN THE BEAT DROPPPPSSSS
How does it feel to be locked inside another dream
That never had a chance of being realised?
What the fuck are you looking at?
I'll tell you what you're looking at
Everyone you ever fucking laughed at!
Look at my eyes for the answers - typical
I can feel it underneath like a miracle
Everybody in the world needs more than
Lies and consequences to power them
Once again, it's me and no one else
I can't remember if there was a someone else
It's not mine, it's not fair
It's out of my hands and it's shaking
You'll never take me!
#ChaseForBookNine
@Lantern: *laughs*
*hugs* You're awesome, you know. :)
I suppose it would be good to inform you of that.
Hey Mara! :)
#ChaseForbooknine
Hey, *hugs all*
so I may or may not have figured out how Derek will end this.
The clever guy ;)
(Hullo?)
(Is nobody home?
. . . Awh.)
@Tia: Good for you, but I doubt you have it 100% correct, if only coz it's Derek. :P
NOBODY in the Sherlock fandom guessed how Sherlock survived.
And that's a massive, dedicated fandom. :P
Hey Annika! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi Mara!
[Tilts head thoughtfully]
Hm.
[pokes Star] You're a bubble.
Hello Tia.
...
I hope you're wrong because then you can read the ending and be surprised.
...
Because it's more fun that way.
...
...
In my opinion, anyway.
Hi Annika.
I'm sorry our response time is not up to your standards.
(Ah! People!
Hullo Star, Moss, and Tia.)
I AM HOME!
*gestures to my house-y home around me*
*and then my virtual home in front of me*
*and then I was going to go on a list of the various forms of possible homes, but that takes too much thoughtpower and also I'm not entirely sure how you'd point to them. :P*
#ChaseForBookNine
(I thought I might role-play. Just a little bit, and anyone who wants to join in, can.)
Yay, Star. :-)
@Annika: OH!
And I'm sorry for spontaneously disappearing in the minute you came on the other day. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Shit.
*claps hand over mouth*
I said the abbreviated form of the name of my school.
Ah, well. If you were a serious stalker, you'd have easily been able to work it out by now . . .
*looks a bit uncertain about this turn of events*
#ChaseForBookNine
(No, never you mind.
The . . . issue . . . has resolved itself, and I'm just as perfect as ever.
*sits on a gravestone and watches crows circle overhead*)
(Well, you could delete the comment.)
I may have to delete that comment.
Idk. I've often thought that I might as well just tell you my school name because you could easily work it out anyway.
Well, if you were a dedicated stalker who was planning on raping me or whatever.
And if you're not, then there's no worry, is there?
#ChaseForBookNine
@Annika: Of course you're perfect. :)
*looks up and wonders if any of the crows are Niccolò*
#ChaseForbookNine
(True.)
*it's a bright day*
*not a cloud in the sky*
*magic skitters along the dusty sidewalks of Blogland*
*and Doctor Precocious is home, catching up on some much-needed sleep*
*meanwhile*
*three guys are walking down the street*
*talking eagerly and shouting over each other*
*drinking coffee*
*two of them are whistling at girls*
*and they're all just too happy to be together again to care about anything else*
*puts '-------' into Google*
My school's VLE: *is the first search result*
Some other website connected to my school: *is the third search result*
My school's website: *is the second search result*
A Wikipedia entry about my school: *is the fifth result*
Funny box to the side of the screen by Wikipedia: *starts yapping on about my school*
Yes, I may have to delete that comment. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs everyone*
Sorry, having a conversation with my instagram friend and trying to write a LM fanfic :P
How is everyone?<3
@Mara: That's fine. :)
Good luck with the fanfic. :)
I'm fine, thanks. :)
My sore throat went away. It took me half the day to notice, but when I did, I was happy. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(I'm fine as well.)
Photo: . . . And then, and then I said: "Well, not with THAT attitude you can't!
Gary and Oscar: *roar with laughter*
Gary: *starts adjusting Photo's coat*
*making it symmetrical*
That's quite a story.
Oscar: *wipes tears of laughter out of his eyes*
Oh God, I've missed you, Finish.
Photo: Yeah, yeah. I barely noticed your absence.
*all three laugh*
Photo: *chuckles*
*then sips his coffee*
Oscar: *takes a deep breath*
*calms himself*
Finish . . . there's still one thing we've yet to clear up.
It was your fault that I was kidnapped.
*the cheerful mood dissolves with the passing breeze*
*and the temperature begins to drop as Gary tenses up*
This is stupid. I can't believe that we have to go in
Photo: *swallows*
. . . Yes.
I screwed up. I know that. And I did everything I could to bring you back, you know, without me, Doctor would never have found you, or-
Gary: *quietly* Finish?
Stop talking.
Oscar: *shuffles his feet*
Finish, I can't employ a faulty right-hand-man.
Photo: . . . What are you saying?
*looks from Gary to Oscar and back again*
Photo: But . . .
But I'm Mr. Get-It-Done . . .
Oscar: . . .
Gary: *quietly looks down at his coffee*
*it begins to freeze over*
Oscar: Finish, I have to put you on probation.
Photo: *exhales*
So . . . I'm not fired?
Oscar: No. You're not fired.
But I think you need to take some time off. Get some extra training in, try to clear your head.
I can't have you working for me in this state.
Photo: . . .
*rubs the back of his head*
. . . C'mon, boss . . . I'm fine. I promise.
Gary: No, you're not.
Oscar: And I'm not fine either. Not after your little . . .
*air-quotes* "mishap."
Photo: *looks from Gary to Oscar*
*his jaw clenches*
Fine.
Gary: Fine.
Oscar: Fine.
*they finish their coffee in silence*
I am glad he isn't fired. :)
That would not have been good.
Not good at all.
Not good in the slightest.
(Well, technically, SOME good comes out of everything, but still . . .)
Sorry for my distance. I'm memorising French. And if I listen to music it helps because I get distracted less. But if I get distracted less I'm here less. So I'm here less. :P
#ChaseForbookNine
(No, that's totally fine!)
(Urgh. I swear, I'm sat here trying to memorise this whilst listening to music, and I know all the lines to the MUSIC, and seriously, if we just had to sit there and write out song lyrics, I would just ace the test, but I'm not trying to memorise the MUSIC, but I've memorised it anyway, and yeah, for some reason it's annoying me. :P)
I am watching. :) Obviously. Just not here.
And - :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(Oh, I was actually going to leave . . . I did a little role-playing, and I'm getting distracted by Supernatural . . . I'll come back later today, though . . .)
((You can leave if you want. :) I would say it made no difference to me, but a butterfly flapping its wings could indirectly cause the end of the world, so it probably makes some kind of difference to me, but I know what you mean. Fours!))
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm going to shoot myself in the face.
Damn test...
*Begins to shove her face into a wall repeatedly*
Si j'avais beaucoup d'argent, je n'acheterais pas une grande maison, parce que ce signifier depenser plus argent, et je pense que je peux accomplir plus avec l'argent, par exemple, je peux visiter mes amis l'estranger. Cependant, je n'aurais pas une petite maison non plus. Il devrait y avoir une grande chambre pour moi, donc je pourrais avoir plus de place pour mes affaires, car j'en ai beaucoup. D'un autre coté, je n'aurais pas beaucoup de placards, parce que ma mere pense que si on a un placard, on doit remplir, et je préférerais avoir moins de placards, plus de place, et moins d'objets utiles. Meme si je voudrais remplir ma chambre avec mes affaires, ca serait différent parce que ceux dans chambre sont utiles (par exemple des papiers pour l'école), tandis que les affairs dans des placards sont d'objets qu'on pourrait jeter qu'ils ne servent a rien.
That's my longest paragraph. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Adra! :) :)
Don't shoot yourself in the face. Shoot yourself in the foot or something. But idk, that might be annoying - you couldn't walk . . . better than the hand, though. :) You need your hands to type and stuff. Feet can be managed without if you factor wheelchairs into the equation.
#ChaseForBookNine
FOR GOD'S SAKE I DON'T KNOW FRENCH.
I've been shot in the foot before. it isn't fun.
I've been shot in the arm too.
Granted, these were airsoft guns, but BARE FEET
UGH.
I JUST NEED TO LIKE
CURL UP IN A BALL AND EAT HONEY BUNS
*offers Adra honey buns*
#ChaseForBookNine
*Noms honey bun*
I've got one in real life now. THANKS STAR! :D
@Adra: SEE? I CAN MOVE THROUGH THE LAYERS OF REALITY. I AM MAGIC.
*nods*
*because it was all to do with me*
*not with the honey buns*
Anyway, I hope you enjoy your honey bun. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Do you think Sherlock deleted the part of his brain that cared deeply because he didn't think it was important?
#ChaseForBookNine
Thank you muchly :)
You are magic.
And D A M N I T A L L T O H E L L
Sorry, dinner happened. D:
OF COURSE I AM MAGIC. :) :)
#ChaseForBookNine
SNOW! YAY!
DAMN YOU DUSTY SNOW.
BUT PLEASE KEEP FALLING FOR ANOTHER FOUR HOURS OR SO SO I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO COLLEGE TOMORROW THAT WOULD BE GOOD.
@Dragona: SNOW?
YOU HAVE SNOW?
YOU HAVE SNOW. STAR BE JEALOUS. :P
(Although at first I thought you meant Snow the person, aha.)
#ChaseForBookNine
Yes. We have snow. And lots of it :P
Damn you. -_-
#ChaseForBookNine
SNOW IS NO LAUGHING MATTER.
(Well, it is when you have it.)
(But I don't.)
(Aactually, I don't actually LIKE snow all that much . . . :P)
#ChaseForBooknine
I'm hoping for a day off tomorrow. ^^
Good lcuk with getting one. :)
Sorry for poofing slightly, looked up how to help someone during a panic attack and got sidetracked.
#ChaseForBookNine
It's fine. I'm a little distant, anyway. ^^
I'm slightly distant . . .
Whoever invented distance was a genius.
Maybe nobody invented genius.
Maybe that's why it's invented.
Because nobody is smart enough, and somebody could never be. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Ok, I think I've just about got the meaning of that :P
Really? Yay! :)
I can be quite confusing. I don't think people bother to listen, though. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
I listen. Apart from when I think people talk rubbish. And there are only a few points that I consider rubbish and that fulfilled none of them.
http://youtu.be/IGrqlNHU2Fw
Tich singing a Little Mix song plus a bit of a remix with a James Arthur song = me dead
Wait...
Skyrim AND Mass Effect references in one photo?
http://www.gamevain.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Mass-Effect-3-meme-650x406.jpg
@Dragona: Thank you. :)
You have officially gained Awesomeness Points.
Hello, Mara. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
http://cdn.airsoftsociety.com/forums/attachments/f41/27057d1354740828-funny-pictures-demotivational-posters-mass-effect-1.jpg
Mwhahaha someone Mass Effect'd Obama.
@Mara: I think she did the "Wish I knew then what I knew now/WIsh I could somehow" better than the original. O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
Yay awesome points! Do I win anything?
@Dragona: Idk. I only invented Awesomeness Points the other day, and don't know the scale on them. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
Are we still on this page? Oh... not really here, trombone music stuff and yeah...
http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/3b/9f/5b/3b9f5b234406c973ba723adfe2ae6043.jpg
Mwhahahahaha that's great.
*sort-of waves to the sort-of here Snow* :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Star - tbh she did <3
that's just what tich does :))))
she mixes up the lyrics and makes the song her own too, which i loveeeeeeee
but still, little mix sang it better imo.
*hugs*
Mara, guess what we're playing in band atm? That's What Makes You Beautiful. The only reason I'm playing it is for you, tbh
-hello! Slightly here-
Okay, there arw a lot of 3rd and 4th position on this peice. Likem really. A lot. I swear, the only notes are in third, forth and occasionally one.
*poofs*
*hugs Snowwww*
Fetus One Direction are my favourite One Direction :P
They're so gay tho omfg if you watch the movie you just cringe I just
fetus 1D were rlly gay
BUT I LOVE THEM SO OH WELL
Wow sorry ranted there
Wait, before I go: Adra, did you read my ded? If not, do. Now, bye.
I did, Snow. It was very lovely- thank you
*Frowns, pushing herself to her feet*
*Looks down at Trip* I swear, there was not a worse time that you could have fallen asleep. Legitimately.
*Glares at him*
*sighs* and its supposed to snow Monday. Idiots.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrDFy0KjKIg
The music on that is really good.
@Snow: :) *hugs*
@Mara: Yeah, on the whole I think they sang it better. Then again, it's their song. :)
Hey Adra! :)
I was just emailing myself and Hunter butted in (then again, I was talking about him) and I MISS HIM SO MUCH ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH it was such an ace conversation. D:
But I may have worked out why I can't write. :)
Although Hunter just says I can't write because I have no faith.
Although he also says that faith is out to get me, so . . . :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Zaf! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Ah, Hunter... Bless
(Wait! I'm sorry, my appointment is starting early because Dr.C has an opening... Sorry, I'll be back around 6
Fours, Adra! :(
*happily looks at clock displaying her timezone, knowing when 'six' is*
#ChaseForbooknine
Hai I'm still irritated. Sorry I do not want to be in that hell hole on a holiday
@Zaf: I know what you mean. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
You are not a cucumber, pickled or otherwise.
Hey Moss. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
I still have this profile picture . . .
Sometimes I think I should get another one, and sometimes I just think - why?
#ChaseForBookNine
Star, your profile picture is cool.
Mine is a Quarian who is shot at the start of Mass Effect 2.
I have Star's birthday present as mine
Even though he and his team died, he did so with style, going up against a heavy mech armed with a rocket launcher and a machine gun and ultimately failing.
When he just had a crappy rifle. That takes serious style.
Hey Sir! How are you?
Greetings, Mr. Pine.
Standard.
My profile pic is a bubble... :-P
Greetings, Ms. Cryptic.
@Lantern: YOur profile picture is beautiful. :)
@Dragona: Your profile picture is cool. :)
@Zaf: YOUR PROFILE PICTURE IS JUST PLAIN AWESOME OKAY. :)
Hey, Sir!
#ChaseForBooknine
Awww my gerbils are so cute :D
The whole world is my enemy - and I'm a walking target
Two times the devil with all the significance
Dragged and raped for the love of a mob
I can't stay - because I can't be stopped
Eat motherfuckers alive who cross us
I know you're all tired of the same old bosses
Let me tell you how it's gonna be
I'm gonna kill everyone who steps up in front of me
Welcome to the same old fucking scam
Same old shit in a dead fad
Everybody wants to be so hard
Are you real or a second-rate sports card?
They all lost their dad, or their wife jus tdied, or they never got to go outside - SHUT UP
Nobody gives a fuck
It doesn't change the fact that you suck!
(We are) the anti-cancer
(We are) the only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But what's inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) bipolar gods
(We are) you know what we are
My life was always shit
And I don't think I need this anymore
Now I'm not pretty and I'm not cool
But I'm fat and I'm ugly and proud, so fuck you
Standing out is the new pretension
Streamline the (sic)ness, half-assed aggression
You've gotta see it to believe we all got conned
All the mediocre sacred cows we spawned
Put your trust in the mission
We will not repent - this is our religion
(We are) the anti-cancer
(We are) the only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But what's inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) bipolar gods
(We are) you know what we are
My life was always shit
And I don't think I need this anymore
I AM HATED
YOU ARE HATED
WE ARE HATED
I AM HATED
Everything sucks and I can prove it
Everybody dies, shuffle on, remove it
Individuals, indispensable
I'm the paradox deity vessel
The other side holds no secrets
But this side is dead, I don't need it
Before you go, you should know you're breaking down
YOU'LL BE ROTTEN BY THE TIME YOU'RE UNDERGROUND!
(Fuck you)
(We are) the anti-cancer
(We are) the only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But what's inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) bipolar gods
(We are) you know what we are
There's only one thing left
And I can't leave until it's sated
(We are) the absolute
(We are) controlling you
They're closing in, I can't escape
I am hated
#ChaseForBookNine
Greetings, Sir.
:-)
Not really here...
Greetings, Ms. Inkbright and Kerias.
I am feeling soooo unmotivated. I have no desire to do any of my homework. Help.
#ChaseForBook9
[waves slightly]
[hugs anyone who wants a hug]
[quietly slips off into a shadowy corner]
Hai Ari
Hey, Moss. *hugs* I think I'll wander off to write poetry... Not that I'm at all capable of writing poetry...
#ChaseForBook9
Oh, hey Zaf. Do you know why I should do my homework?
I think my un-motivation will pass, but still...
#ChaseForBook9
Ari, you wanna rp?
Hey Aretha, will you stay and do some roleplay with me and Zaf??
We can do it that it's after taking Emerald to the Sanctuary.
Because you'll have to do it in the end? *shrugs* I'm procrastinating 50 flashcards
[hugs Ari]
Good luck with whatever you decide to do...
@Ari: Hi!
Hi Em, too! :)
@Ari: Hmm.
*thinks about what I do when I'm feeling unmotivated*
I procrastinate.
I don't think that will help.
Hmm.
Maybe tell yourself you'll just do one small section, then come here?
If you do it small section by small section, you'll work very slowly and waste a lot of time, but at least it sort of gets done.
Sorry, I'm not really good with motivation. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
And Adra, although she isn't here yet
Oh, after all my panic over the monologue, the teacher was sick so we don't have class.
And I have another week.
Yay Fabi
Yay Fabs! *Hugs* that's a relief :)
"If I don't care, then why am I crying?"
Please say that's on Snow's quote blog . . .
Yay, Lantern! :)
Hope you don't forget it by next week, though. :/
*not really here*
#ChaseForBookNine
:-)
I can put it there...
@Lantern: :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Just put the prologue to my LM fanfic up on Wattpad:)
Kessie's reading it apparently :p
@Mara: Yaaaaay! :)
Hi!
*not really here*
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi...Really need a friend atm. A real ine, got way to many fake as it is.....*hugs all very tightly* Feel so alone/shit. :'(
I'm sorry, Rhydian. *Hugs* I wish I were in England to cuddle with you, so you'll have to imagine it.
Hi Adra *supermegahugs*
Thanks Adra...So how are you doing? Better than me I hope
Go make yourself some tea. Whenever I feel lonely, I watch Doctor Who, or talk to my mom. And from what I've heard, you're pretty right with your family, which is good. So if you need someone to physically be with you, I'd suggest them. It helps. I usually have a good cry and cuddle against my mom then go up to bed. I feel ten pounds lighter, you know?
*Cuddles*
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*Adra sighs, looking down at him, and moves to get her bag, pulling out some applesauce before sitting next to Trip and brushing his hair to the side once, being careful to not wake him up*
*Sighs once more*
Not really, Rhy. But I have school to focus on, grades to achieve, so I'm not paying attention to it, and am watching SeaNanners
Flash cards suck
Oh...ok Adra. At least you can focus on that stuff. And thanks for the advice.
U think I'll go now. Really tired. Wish me luck for another day of Hell! *falls asleep*
I**
*Hugs* Don't worry too much about it, alright? *Ruffles his hair*
Adra?
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*Glances at him* Aha! You seem to be awake
How long was I asleep?
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Sorry would be here not for the damned flashcards
*Glances at her watch* a couple hours.
Well...
More like a little under a day
*Drew rolled his shoulder forward and back. It seemed to be healing just fine. He tossed a ball of shadows and catched it as it bounced off the cave wall. He smiled. It seemed as if his shoulder was healing better then he expected.
That's okay, Zaf :/
Crimson: What are you, sir?
*gets up* Have you eaten?
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12 more then I can rp
*Nods* Of course I have. Obviously you haven't, though.
Em- I can do Sanctuary stuff soon as I finish I'll be done soon I promjse
Drew: I'm a werewolf really but I've learnt, slowly, my brother's ability which is shadowmancy.
Now all you have to do is get rid of the other man. Once it's done, you come back here and I'll give you the memory bomb. Sounds fair enough??
Oh good.
Why are you still here?
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*Frowns slightly* I wasn't about to leave you here, you know.
Crimson: I see. *mpves away slightly*
Crimson: Shadowmancy...
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*Drew looks at her and frowns*
Drew: Are you chickening out on me Crimson?
Do I frighten you??
Adra, I asked you to go. I may change, I may not be me, I may hurt you. I may hurt... um, we still haven't named her.
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Crimson: What, er, what was your brothers name?
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I'm free! I finished
No, we haven't. That might be a good idea for something to work on.
And- if I let you go... *Shakes her head* I can't. Please- *She awkwardly sits down in front of him* Trip, I can't be apart from you- it was terribly lonely. I-
I can't.
Herrow Kallosta.
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Hello, Kallie
Drew: That doesn't matter! You starting to sound like you're backing out of this Crimson.
*is at the Sanctuary going into the Medical Bay to check on Emerald*
Then please, at least get someone else here, because, I don't trust myself.
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Hey Kallie! My hand hurts from the 50 flashcards but I'm good otherwise
The open circle closes when she passes by.
She turns away
From the lashing rain
Of their cold faces.
She walks out the door and crosses the parking lot.
A side mirror
Is slightly dented
Twisting her reflection like a word
She doesn't miss a step
Rhythm
Machinery
She walks to the dumpster
And empties the contents of a small bin
The bitterness, too
And she slams the lid
Closes the door
Opens the circle
And hovers round the edge, waiting for something to happen
I'm alright, you?
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*She looks at him for a moment*
Promise me that we will get married, and I'll send for someone. When this is all over, when we have our daughter- promise me.
Crimson: *stands up, fists by her side, glaring at Drew* It is very important, Mr. O'Connor. I hold no fears towards you, as believe me, I have merely stared down monsters far more fearsome than you could ever dream, so tell me, what was your brother's name?
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Hey Fabu!
Are you proposing?
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*Rolls her eyes* Well you weren't going to do it.
I'm fine thanks Kallista, you?
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Hello.
[Has sort of been here the whole time]
[Waves]
I have a lot of paper cuts on my thumb from college mail and cathedral building...
Watching all your roleplays, by the way, but not feeling especially motivated to continue my solo plot just now.
[hugs anyone who wants a hug]
[Tiptoes off and hides behind a large rhododendron]
I feel, Fabi. *hugs*
*moves over to Adra, and hugs her, warmly*
Yes Adra, let's get married.
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*A nurse comes quickly towards Zaf, looking slightly worried*
Nurse: Grand Mage, the woman you brought in, she has become panicked and is acting irrationally. The doctor has tried to sedate but she is very panicked.
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*Drew sighed and then rolled his eyes*
Drew: Deacon. Deacon O'Connor.
*Cracks a smile, hugging him back tightly* Good.
Oh. Oh god okay where is she? I'll try to calm her down. Must be scared to death.
It's snowing(:
Yaya Mara!
Yay, Mara :)
Crimson: I see. Excuse me, for a moment. *moves off into the shadows for a moment*
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Nurse: She is in the recovery room across from the medical bay. She has seemed to gone quiet in the room but anytime any of the staff walk in, she starts shouting and throwing things again.
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*Drew looks at her as he thinks what is wrong with her.*
Congrats Mara. I'm not jealous.
At all.
Stop staring!
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Crimson: Mr. Deacon, please stop staring.
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*nods and walks over to where Em is, very very cautiously*
*Pulls her head from him, carefully moving and sliding her arms around him, kissing him fiercely*
*kisses Adra softly, his hand sliding down to the bump*
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*Drew growls*
Drew: I'm not Deacon!! And you're starting to make me doubt you Crimson.
*Drew turns back to the wall and starts throwing shadow balls and catching them again, getting quicker every catch*
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*Emerald can hear the footsteps coming towards the door. She grabs the table leg that she broke off and holds it tightly, crouching down low.*
Emerald: Go away from me!! I don't want you near me, I don't want needles or anything else.
*Her eyes flicker, and she pulls back* Oh yeah... We have an audience.
You know, she broke one of my ribs. I'm wondering how the hell that's possible, but my mother said that I did weird magicy stuff..
*Half shrugs*
*Smiles* I'm sure she'll be fine though..
*laughs* I'm not s doctor, Em. Good god I'm in robes they all wear white. Come on, what's up?
Crimson: And I am beginning to doubt you. You may not start out as Deacon, but that won't change what the shadowmancy is doing to you. You need to stop using it, NOW.
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Jadeeee. :-)
*Drew stopped and turned slowly around to Crimson before slightly smiling*
Drew: Uh oh. Someone knows more than they are letting on.
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Emerald: Where am I? What happened and where is my son? I don't know who you are, I don't know where I am. I just...
*The tears started rolling down Emerald's face*
We really should name her, and I think I know who we should get to help us.
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*Raises an eyebrow* Who?
Crimson: Well, surely you know what I'm talking about?
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*moves closer to comfort her* I'm Zafira Kerias, Grand Mage of America. You're in the American Sanctuary Medical Bay. Lorcan is with my daughter, his girlfriend Alexis. He is unharmed. Niccolò healed him. I swear nobody will hurt you hear.
Us. Except, I can't really go any where right now,
We may need to wait several hours. Or my brain my be destroyed by my emotions. And during that time, PLEASE, get someone else if you insist on staying.
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