I hate exams. You start seeing everything you did wrong after them. Then you get stressed and angry and sad. We should just adapt to survive off sunlight and water. Then we would need exams because sunlight is free and so's water if you can find it. As for the heat issue we should adapt to survive in colder climates. That's the solution. Adapt.
I could probably manage to write four PEEAL paragraphs on it, because I am me and I make incredibly tenuous links. :P I would probably start analysing the fact that 'He' is a pronoun, not a name, and therefor it makes it more impersonal, less human, and therefore, inhuman, the unknown, and scary. (Preferably in full sentences. :P) And you could also remark on the contrast between the 'Calm down' and the 'Watch out'. The 'Calm down' is meant to be reassuring, which implies that there something to be reassured FROM, and that something is scary, so you should be afraid of it. And the fact that the 'Watch out' is after it implies that the character's thoughts are contradicting, which means they're fracturing, possibly from fear, which adds tension. The lack of full stops also represents their fracturing thoughts - the different sentences are running together whilst also being separated, jerky. And the phrase 'Watch out' is a warning, which warns the reader that something is going to happen. Plus, the use of the pronoun 'you' - it's a personal pronoun, and it directly addresses the reader, making them feel more involved in the scene. As the scene is tense, this therefore makes them feel more tension. *pauses, momentarily stumped* 'See' - if someone can 'see' you it makes you feel exposed, vulnerable. These are negative feelings and make you feel more tense. Also, short sentences. That's a given. :P
Haha. :P I suck at writing essays. Me and structure do NOT get along. At least you've written in PEEAL format and linked back to the question at the end of each sentence. :) That'll help. :)
(Just for the record, this is not me being good at English. This is me metaphorically looking at a stone and spending an hour describing how it is actually a raindrop.)
Also it probably won't help, no but you only think of these things afterwards. *nods* :/ It's like how you don't actively decide to drift off in lessons. You just regret it afterwards. Except when you drift off, you stop thinking (even though you actually think better, but you know what I mean), whereas I still retained my conscious thought so in retrospect, I should have used my ability to think to, you know, think.
Exams really annoy me. I'm a fast writer, so I ALWAYS finish about half an hour early - but cannot go. And it makes no sense that I can't go, because what's the point in staying? You're not allowed any bags or anything in the exam room so you wouldn't make any noise, so there's NO reason why you can't go. Today I had an exam and it should have finished at 10:25, and my bus left at 10:45, so I was like, "Yes, fine, I can make it". ... the stupid invigilator people took FOREVER collecting in the papers. Instead of just collecting them all in and sorting through them, they took EACH type of paper one by one. Which took forever. And bearing in mind it finished at 10:25 - we finally got let out at 10:40. When it was a 10 minute walk to get my bus. So I had to wait another HOUR to be able to catch my bus, just because the invigilator people were so slow.
I write slightly faster than average, I think, because my handwriting is so messy and careless. I can write about 1000 words in an hour so long as I've memorised it beforehand, but one assessment I speedwrote 1300 in an hour, which was very good but also very irreadable and I didn't have time to check so I probably transposed words all over the place. :P I got an A*, though. But that's because it was narrative. I'm good at narrative. Me and narrative are friends. Not like me and essays. Essays don't like me and I don't know what I even did to them. :(
And it's ridiculous, because you get marks for looking at the effect on the reader and marks for looking at why the writer chose specific words and marks for using terminology, and all you need to do is rephrase what you're saying. -_-
Ugh.
Our core IT exams, though. We're doing a mock this week and honestly, it's just COMMON SENSE. Why do you need to change your password recently? Wow, I really needed to spend three-quarters of a year learning stuff to answer that question. :P
To quote my friend from yesterday "a test only tests how good a person is at said test" I agree. My interpretation of that is 'tests are stupid and don't test ability'
*nods at Silente* Most tests either test our memory (which is why I do well at science and languages, because I have a good memory), or our ability to answer questions in a certain way (*cheerfully murders structure*).
Is this actually testing how good we are at the actual subject . . . ?
@Dragona: Ha though; our chemistry teacher tends to tell us things that we usually get lied to about, because she's awesome and we're set one. You've told me stuff that you've been lied to and I've already known it. :P Our biology teacher lies to us, but he's my favourite teacher so I don't care. :) Our physics teacher is rubbish so it doesn't even matter. :P
You know I was once told slugs where snails that were moving house. I actually believed this for years. As did my sister. She only found out like 5 months ago it isn't true. She's 18 in august.
Let them burn (a parody of let it go. By DJ) The blood glows red in the streets tonight Not a human to be seen A world of blood and torture and finally I'm free The wind is howling like this screaming sound inside Wouldn't keep it in, just ignore their cries. You can try to hide You can try to run Be the demon, its time to have some fun Reveal Don't feel Don't let them go They'll always know Let them run Let them run No holding back anymore Let them run Let them run Let them try and slam the door And I don't care Why they're crying at all I'm gonna kill them all The blood never bothered me anyway Its funny how they try to Hide and scream and fight But still they fall before me As I slaughter through the night Its time to see what I can do Control the fire and slay you No right no wrong no rules for me I'm free Let them run Let them run I am one with the acid rain Let them run Let them run You'll never know my pain Here I stand and here I'll slay I'm gonna kill them all My power flurries through the air to scorch the ground And death is spiralling in all the bodies all around The humans beg and plead against my might wrath I'm never going back My chains are in the past Let them run Let them run And I'll rise like the break of dawn Let them run Let them run That clueless child is gone And here I stand In the blood of the dames I'm gonna kill them all The blood never bothered me anyway
I despise algebra. I wish I never had to do algebra again. I know I ought to be grateful, as so few people have the privilege, yes, privilege, of doing algebra, and even fewer have the privilege of attending college, however online it may be, but this doesn't change the fact that I utterly loath working with all these thrice-accursed numbers and letters, when what I would really rather be doing is sitting on a swing set and reading the Chronicles of Chrestomanci. Oh, how I abhor you, ten-headed beast of algebraic calculation! One head for each foul number that has scorched my lined notebook paper with slippery blue ink! How I spit on thee, algebra book, with your condescending tone and lack of vibrant pictures! I am bestruck with pain and torment at my awful plight, and it is for this reason that I now retreat, hunching over my laptop, as it hovers at 33 percent charge. The Apple logo glows through the darkness of my room and I am typing, safe within the confines of simple words and phrases, semicolons and commas, periods and hyphens, a world that I am at home in. But now, the night closes in, and I must turn, once again, to that accursed numerical realm from whence I came. Farewell, Blogland, noble people that you are, and fear not for my well-being. With an oft-clicked blue pen and a well-worn calculator, I shall slay the 10-headed beast with my customary panache. Farewell, Blogland, and goodbye!
Hmmm. I will find a way to hug you... *thinks* *makes a ureka face* *funs back wearing war armour, each piece with a glowing sigil on it enabling her to interact with it* *hugs chione*
Well...er....might be a bit difficult....one minute! *runs off again* *comes back wearing gloves with the sigil interwoved* *and a wolly hat* *because wolly hat*
@Chi you sure? Bet we could! Not that we'd want to but still. *nods* *wonders if she nods to much* *nods thinking she probably does* *frowns and stops nodding* urgggggg its been so long since I've had a blogfight! Its been days! Maybe weeks! I'm going soft!
It's not just his looks. He's a psychopath the same as me and he's hilarious. I actually can't wait to see him at the end of the day so he can cheer me up with his jokes omg.
I don't know what love is actually... it might not be a crush at all... I might only be caring about him in a best friend who's a boy way.
*looks at fabis language which to her is like gibberish* *looks at Chi* *looks at the writing* *looks at Chi* Are you kidding? Seriously are you kidding? Because I've been trying to work out fabish for ages now!
I loved the way I looked today. I was wearing my waistcoat. I love my waistcoat. It's so cute and I was also wearing my favourite school skirt so I looked really cute today. One of the only times I admit I look cute.
I don't know Fabi's language/code/gibberish in the sense that I don't know what the words mean, but I do know that she's being Fabi-ish and I love her. :)
((No, I didn't get the other question, I only got one. We are actually talking shit because the letters themselves mean nothing, it's what she's trying to say as she's typing them by using the length and punctuation marks as indicators.))
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No surprisingly not. Although speaking of sugar I still haven't started my easter eggs and I'm getting hungry I might go eat a load of sugary chocolate that's a good idea right?!
Oh shit! I've got to ded! Can I pass the ded? Can that become a thing? No? Okay?
In that case I dedicate to the many catastrophes in life! They knock you down but you get back up! They piss you off but you get past it! They cause other problems as well but you can get past those too! To catastrophes!
Sorry again about going off at you Zafira... I don't want you do to anything stupid. I just want you to try and ignore her, for us, it hurts us when you two fight.
Do what Dragona says, write down what you want to say somewhere else.
Silente I have a box in my room. I also have the slugs candy. I bought the beans in Seaside, in a now burnt to a crisp candy shop, the boardwalk fire took it I believe, I'll know in a few weeks. I'm gonna go down
Silente: There are probably some shops in town that'd sell them. Like I think there's one which sells weird things near that place which sells Big Bang Theory and Star Wars stuff?
*Wonders if soul magic would work on the echo since it's an imprison of the person's personality* *Decides to try it* *Takes off his hoodie and holds a hand out to Silente*
*grins at Blake* *only a tiny pull is there* Oh look. Even that doesn't work. I like this game a lot more now. *gets up and goes to sit by her coffin instead* *sits at its feet placing the stone down*
*Notices the miniscule catch* *Concentrates, the magic becoming a visible pale green stream of energy* *Pulls back on the echo, knocking her flat on her face* *Grins and chuckles*
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«Oldest ‹Older 4001 – 4200 of 4957 Newer› Newest»Star...I didn't learn any on Tension. I thought I did quite well. Now I know I fucked up. Thank you.
I hate exams. You start seeing everything you did wrong after them. Then you get stressed and angry and sad. We should just adapt to survive off sunlight and water. Then we would need exams because sunlight is free and so's water if you can find it. As for the heat issue we should adapt to survive in colder climates. That's the solution. Adapt.
**wouldnt
I could probably manage to write four PEEAL paragraphs on it, because I am me and I make incredibly tenuous links. :P
I would probably start analysing the fact that 'He' is a pronoun, not a name, and therefor it makes it more impersonal, less human, and therefore, inhuman, the unknown, and scary.
(Preferably in full sentences. :P)
And you could also remark on the contrast between the 'Calm down' and the 'Watch out'. The 'Calm down' is meant to be reassuring, which implies that there something to be reassured FROM, and that something is scary, so you should be afraid of it.
And the fact that the 'Watch out' is after it implies that the character's thoughts are contradicting, which means they're fracturing, possibly from fear, which adds tension. The lack of full stops also represents their fracturing thoughts - the different sentences are running together whilst also being separated, jerky.
And the phrase 'Watch out' is a warning, which warns the reader that something is going to happen.
Plus, the use of the pronoun 'you' - it's a personal pronoun, and it directly addresses the reader, making them feel more involved in the scene. As the scene is tense, this therefore makes them feel more tension.
*pauses, momentarily stumped*
'See' - if someone can 'see' you it makes you feel exposed, vulnerable. These are negative feelings and make you feel more tense.
Also, short sentences. That's a given. :P
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Haha. :P I suck at writing essays. Me and structure do NOT get along. At least you've written in PEEAL format and linked back to the question at the end of each sentence. :) That'll help. :)
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(Just for the record, this is not me being good at English.
This is me metaphorically looking at a stone and spending an hour describing how it is actually a raindrop.)
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(Which is bad because the stone is, of course, a stone. XD)
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I don't think that'll help star...
Am I the only one who was taught PEACE not PEEAL?
I was taught PEE in year seven, PEEL in year nine and PEEAL in year ten . . .
Point Evidence Explain Analyse Link.
What's the C and the E stand for?
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Also
it probably won't help, no
but you only think of these things afterwards. *nods* :/
It's like how you don't actively decide to drift off in lessons.
You just regret it afterwards.
Except when you drift off, you stop thinking (even though you actually think better, but you know what I mean), whereas I still retained my conscious thought so in retrospect, I should have used my ability to think to, you know, think.
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Exams really annoy me. I'm a fast writer, so I ALWAYS finish about half an hour early - but cannot go. And it makes no sense that I can't go, because what's the point in staying? You're not allowed any bags or anything in the exam room so you wouldn't make any noise, so there's NO reason why you can't go.
Today I had an exam and it should have finished at 10:25, and my bus left at 10:45, so I was like, "Yes, fine, I can make it".
... the stupid invigilator people took FOREVER collecting in the papers. Instead of just collecting them all in and sorting through them, they took EACH type of paper one by one. Which took forever. And bearing in mind it finished at 10:25 - we finally got let out at 10:40. When it was a 10 minute walk to get my bus.
So I had to wait another HOUR to be able to catch my bus, just because the invigilator people were so slow.
We were just taught PEE from year 7 to year 11.
@Dragona: -_-
Ohmygosh that SUCKS.
I write slightly faster than average, I think, because my handwriting is so messy and careless. I can write about 1000 words in an hour so long as I've memorised it beforehand, but one assessment I speedwrote 1300 in an hour, which was very good but also very irreadable and I didn't have time to check so I probably transposed words all over the place. :P
I got an A*, though.
But that's because it was narrative.
I'm good at narrative.
Me and narrative are friends.
Not like me and essays.
Essays don't like me and I don't know what I even did to them. :(
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PEACE=POINT EVIDENCE ANALYSIS CROSS-REFERANCE AND EXPLAINATION
Urgh.
We're told to explain and analyse and evaluate, and I just don't know what the hell the difference it.
Well, I know that analysing is picking apart specific parts of the quotation, and explaining it just, you know, explaining, but evaluating . . . ?
When English teachers aren't speaking to you in clear English, you know there's something up. :P
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Cross-reference . . . ?
Oh.
That'll be link.
*nods*
OKAY I GET IT. :)
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I think everyone should be taught the same thing.
And it's ridiculous, because you get marks for looking at the effect on the reader and marks for looking at why the writer chose specific words and marks for using terminology, and all you need to do is rephrase what you're saying. -_-
Ugh.
Our core IT exams, though. We're doing a mock this week and honestly, it's just COMMON SENSE. Why do you need to change your password recently?
Wow, I really needed to spend three-quarters of a year learning stuff to answer that question. :P
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To quote my friend from yesterday "a test only tests how good a person is at said test" I agree. My interpretation of that is 'tests are stupid and don't test ability'
We had no mock IT exams. IT lessons were just like a year-long piece of coursework.
I accidentally wrote "crap" on one of my pages - I was supposed to write CRAMP but the keyboard was lagging and it missed out the M.
Still got a Distinction, though.
Yeah, but that would be so much work to enforce and then disagreements and blah.
Remember all the people in different countries get taught differently to us.
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Also: GCSE's lie to you. Especially in sciences. Don't trust them.
*nods at Silente*
Most tests either test our memory (which is why I do well at science and languages, because I have a good memory), or our ability to answer questions in a certain way (*cheerfully murders structure*).
Is this actually testing how good we are at the actual subject . . . ?
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@Dragona: Ha though; our chemistry teacher tends to tell us things that we usually get lied to about, because she's awesome and we're set one.
You've told me stuff that you've been lied to and I've already known it. :P
Our biology teacher lies to us, but he's my favourite teacher so I don't care. :)
Our physics teacher is rubbish so it doesn't even matter. :P
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Kk dragona
Of course its not! Its testing if we remember stuff well! Its stupid!
We should all go live in America. :P
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You know I was once told slugs where snails that were moving house. I actually believed this for years. As did my sister. She only found out like 5 months ago it isn't true. She's 18 in august.
@Silente: *laughs* Oh my gosh. XD
LOL she sounds like me. :P
My dad tells us a load of rubbish so we never know if what he tells us is true or not. :P
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Now, I should become distant. *nods*
*goes to work on awesome stuff*
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Nooo!
*lunges at star*
*falls through her*
*well that works*
Aw. :(
I'M SORRY!
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All by myself. Don't wanna be all by myself, anymoreeeeeee!
Let them burn (a parody of let it go. By DJ)
The blood glows red in the streets tonight
Not a human to be seen
A world of blood and torture
and finally I'm free
The wind is howling like this screaming sound inside
Wouldn't keep it in, just ignore their cries.
You can try to hide
You can try to run
Be the demon, its time to have some fun
Reveal
Don't feel
Don't let them go
They'll always know
Let them run
Let them run
No holding back anymore
Let them run
Let them run
Let them try and slam the door
And I don't care
Why they're crying at all
I'm gonna kill them all
The blood never bothered me anyway
Its funny how they try to
Hide and scream and fight
But still they fall before me
As I slaughter through the night
Its time to see what I can do
Control the fire and slay you
No right no wrong no rules for me
I'm free
Let them run
Let them run
I am one with the acid rain
Let them run
Let them run
You'll never know my pain
Here I stand and here I'll slay
I'm gonna kill them all
My power flurries through the air to scorch the ground
And death is spiralling in all the bodies all around
The humans beg and plead against my might wrath
I'm never going back
My chains are in the past
Let them run
Let them run
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let them run
Let them run
That clueless child is gone
And here I stand
In the blood of the dames
I'm gonna kill them all
The blood never bothered me anyway
DJ is what I call me and a friend of mine, its easier.
*the curtains open*
*I am standing on the stage*
I despise algebra.
I wish I never had to do algebra again.
I know I ought to be grateful, as so few people have the privilege, yes, privilege, of doing algebra, and even fewer have the privilege of attending college, however online it may be,
but this doesn't change the fact that I utterly loath working with all these thrice-accursed numbers and letters, when what I would really rather be doing is sitting on a swing set and reading the Chronicles of Chrestomanci.
Oh, how I abhor you, ten-headed beast of algebraic calculation! One head for each foul number that has scorched my lined notebook paper with slippery blue ink! How I spit on thee, algebra book, with your condescending tone and lack of vibrant pictures! I am bestruck with pain and torment at my awful plight, and it is for this reason that I now retreat, hunching over my laptop, as it hovers at 33 percent charge. The Apple logo glows through the darkness of my room and I am typing, safe within the confines of simple words and phrases, semicolons and commas, periods and hyphens, a world that I am at home in.
But now, the night closes in, and I must turn, once again, to that accursed numerical realm from whence I came. Farewell, Blogland, noble people that you are, and fear not for my well-being. With an oft-clicked blue pen and a well-worn calculator, I shall slay the 10-headed beast with my customary panache. Farewell, Blogland, and goodbye!
*leaves the stage*
*the curtains close*
*claps loudly*
*cheers and whistles*
*stops*
Lonely. I am so lonely. I got nobody. I'm all on my owwwwwwwwwn.
- 2 - 2 X =
Write it down. It sounds like chim chimmeny chim chimmeny chip chio cherow.
PEAR - point, example (quote) Analysis and Reaction
Sorry, I was kinda falling asleep.
YOUR BACK! YEY!
*runs to hug her*
*her arms just go through her*
*ends up hugging herself near Chi*
*looks down*
*stops hugging self*
*just stands staring, shaking her head at her*
Hmmm. I will find a way to hug you...
*thinks*
*makes a ureka face*
*funs back wearing war armour, each piece with a glowing sigil on it enabling her to interact with it*
*hugs chione*
*hugs Silente*
*smiles*
*stood hugging*
*nods*
Tadaa. Hugged. Sort of. But yeah. Hugged.
*nods*
So, whatda ya wanna dooooooo?
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Well...er....might be a bit difficult....one minute!
*runs off again*
*comes back wearing gloves with the sigil interwoved*
*and a wolly hat*
*because wolly hat*
woolly* xD
Ohhh that's why autocorrect was trying to change it...
**woolly **woolly
((I'm struggling to imagine a twelve year old holograph wearing war armour, gloves and a woolly hat...))
@Silente: Sorry! D:
I had to write Hunter and Ez to a place where they could come back. :P
Hey Chi! :)
Oh, Clara. I do love you. XD
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I think Chi's fallen asleep again...
Sleep tight if you have gone to sleep then Chi :-)
*nods in agreement with Silente* :)
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Nope. You can't get rid of me that easily.
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@star I don't know. Why not.
@Chi you sure? Bet we could! Not that we'd want to but still. *nods* *wonders if she nods to much* *nods thinking she probably does* *frowns and stops nodding* urgggggg its been so long since I've had a blogfight! Its been days! Maybe weeks! I'm going soft!
*hugs Lantern* :)
Ah. Hello again, Chi. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Ask Hunter on another day and he'll fight with you, Sil. :)
Not today, though. :/ He's still a bit . . . yeah.
Plus he's not really HERE here.
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I'm freezing. My hair is wet from walking home in the rain with a guy I may have a crush on... *puts her fingers together, blushing*
CAN I JUST SAY THOUGH -
what is it with vocalists being called Matt OHMYGOSH
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Kk star. Kk Hunter.
@Chi: :(
But YAY! :)
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Ohhh. Chi's got a crush!
((Well, if you want a more detailed explanation -
oh, never mind.))
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My mum doesn't want me dating guys until like college because there is too much drama in high school but... *le blush*
I don't want to tell Blake in case he's angry... I mean, I love him. This is just a crush...I won't let anything happen. I'm going to wait for Blake.
But he didn't have a jacket on, he's tall and skinny and *.*
I'm good Fabi, what about you?
Drama. Yeah, that's one way to put it...
*looks back at past*
*shudders*
Eh you can't hate someone for appreciating someone's looks.
Wait do you understand Fabi's language?
Glad to hear you're good. I am bnmiopbnmasdwerbnmasduioxcv?askl;. [nods noddingly]
It's not just his looks. He's a psychopath the same as me and he's hilarious. I actually can't wait to see him at the end of the day so he can cheer me up with his jokes omg.
I don't know what love is actually... it might not be a crush at all... I might only be caring about him in a best friend who's a boy way.
Of course I understand Fabi. She's feeling good too ^.^ shes a bit bored though, right?
Me and my friend Collette made Nomish a language.
*looks at fabis language which to her is like gibberish*
*looks at Chi*
*looks at the writing*
*looks at Chi*
Are you kidding? Seriously are you kidding? Because I've been trying to work out fabish for ages now!
I loved the way I looked today. I was wearing my waistcoat. I love my waistcoat. It's so cute and I was also wearing my favourite school skirt so I looked really cute today. One of the only times I admit I look cute.
Then my hair got wet.
RrrrrrtyUndhwjjKKyxi! :D
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[Hehehehehehehehe]
She was also complaining about homework or school too.
And of course I understand fabish. I take higher german and I made nomish language.
*stares in shock*
*faints*
I don't know Fabi's language/code/gibberish in the sense that I don't know what the words mean, but I do know that she's being Fabi-ish and I love her. :)
Nomish? *frowns*
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When we have food in our mouths. I can tell what she's saying. Most of the time.
That is really good Fabi! I'm s glad! ^.^
((I can guess what she's saying because of the punctuation she's using and vaugly the length of the sentences (or jumble of words in this case)))
Silente? *pokes her with a stick*
qWezbqkHoAuoaoTIuoggggFghImnbnDqwedsuiOperTyuHjIaSdfgh? zxCvsAmNhgfrtYuiOpUytwyUhhgjjNmbvDswERtgaSerTyAsgdjkNmjgasDghdkkoMjdijENjdujOjW?
True feelings are never buried with the dead.
http://youthinkyouknowaperson.blogspot.ie/2014/04/day-two.html
*shakes her head*
Wow. Just. Wow.
*claps slowly*
*wonders how*
Hmm... now these are quite difficult...
*ponders*
I'll say...
Yeah Fabi, I had a good day ^.^ kinda... apart from getting soaked and my horrible Lord of the Flies essay question.
What about you?
((Fabi, am I getting these right? or are we both just talking shit?))
((I swear I've ran some of her stuff through binary code translators, Morse code translates, read them backwards, and more to try figure it out!))
((Fabi, you're a genius. :P))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Some of both. :-P))
((I can do binary and morse code. :D))
000 00 0100 0 10 1 0
((Oh. Did you get the last one?))
Very helpful binary code translator. ??@??
((No, I didn't get the other question, I only got one. We are actually talking shit because the letters themselves mean nothing, it's what she's trying to say as she's typing them by using the length and punctuation marks as indicators.))
01001001 01110011 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01100011 01110100 01110101 01100001 01101100 01101100 01111001 00100000 01110010 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00111111
Honest question.
I'm back.
um
I don't do siMple COdes
the kind yOu can use a transLatoR for
in fact, It may be Greatly important to note that i Happened to say binary and morse code, not binary
because iT's not binary
Can I report a blog guys??
Oh. Right. Codes are confusing...
((Actually, about half of it wasn't just gibberish. :-P))
((And yes, Silente, that's binary for computer/encryption use.))
01010011 01101001 01101100 01100101 01101110 01110100 01100101 00100000 01100001 01110000 01110000 01100001 01110010 01100101 01101110 01110100 01101100 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01110010 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00101110 00100000 01000010 01110101 01110100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01101110 01100101 01110110 01100101 01110010 00100000 01101011 01101110 01101111 01110111 00100000 01110111 01101001 01110100 01101000 00100000 01100010 01101001 01101110 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01100011 01101111 01100100 01100101 00101110 01101 01010 01101 01010 01000010 01110100 01110111 00101100 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00101110 00100000 01000011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00101110 01101 01010 01101 01010 01000001 01101100 01110011 01101111 00100000 01001101 01100001 01110011 01110011 00100000 01000101 01100110 01100110 01100101 01100011 01110100 00101110
Report a blog?
Yes, they are, Silente.
I'll stop hiding secret messages in my comments for now. :-P
If you want hints on one of my earlier ones, I can do that (probably).
01010100 01101000 01100001 01101110 01101011 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01000100 01110010 01100001 01100111 01101111 01101110 01100001 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110111 01100001 01110011 00100000 01110110 01100101 01110010 01111001 00100000 01101000 01100101 01101100 01110000 01100110 01110101 01101100 00101110 00100000 01000011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01101101 01100001 01111010 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01000010 01010100 01010111 00101110 00100000 01000001
Yes. Report a blog.
*starts to sob*
That user with the name Undead Horo, whoever the fuck it is, they are posting up excerpts from Chase's journals.
HINTS!
01001001 00100000 01101011 01101110 01101111 01110111 00101100 00100000 01110010 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00111111 00100000 01000011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01110111 01100101 01110011 01101111 01101101 01100101 00101110 00100000 01000101 01110110 01100101 01110010 01111001 01110100 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110011 01100001 01111001 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01100010 01101001 01101110 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01100011 01101111 01100100 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01110111 01100101 01110011 01101111 01101101 01100101 00101110 00100000 01000101 01110110 01100101 01110010 01111001 01101111 01101110 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101000 01101111 01110101 01101100 01100100 00100000 01110100 01100001 01101011 01100101 00100000 01101000 01100101 01100101 01100100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01100001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01101100 01101001 01110011 01110100 01100101 01101110 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100001 01110111 01100101 01110011 01101111 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110010 01100100 01110011 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110011 01100001 01111001 01101001 01101110 01100111 00101110 00100000 01000010 01100101 01100011 01100001 01110101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01111001 00100000 01110010 01100101 01100001 01101100 01101100 01111001 00100000 01110011 01101000 01101111 01110101 01101100 01100100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101111 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101111 01110010 01110100 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01110010 01100101 01101100 01101001 01100111 01101001 01101111 01101110 00101110
@Em: Yes. :/
You can report a blog.
Of course.
#ChaseForBookNine
Oh my gosh Em. That's terrible! [hugs]
Maybe this helps? It's the FAQ page. You'd probably want the form under impersonation?
https://support.google.com/blogger/answer/76315?hl=en
Okay, try solving my not-binary like it's Morse Code.
But Morse code is dash dot...hmmm...
yES fABI. yOU ARE COOL (damn caps, I can't be bothered fixing it)
Love you Fabi! ^.^
You had to look at the Capital letters Silente. If you took each Capital Letter it spelt:
IMCOOLRIGHT
I've reported them and now I'm going to find them and I will skin them slowly.
Oh. Seriously? I just attempted to make dots and dashes out of that. I somehow ended up with
.-.--.--.... ...-..---. ...---- -
I got those dots and dashes from the
qWezbqkHoAuoaoTIuoggggFghImnbnDqwedsuiOperTyuHjIaSdfgh? zxCvsAmNhgfrtYuiOpUytwyUhhgjjNmbvDswERtgaSerTyAsgdjkNmjgasDghdkkoMjdijENjdujOjW?
Comment.
Fabi, I was right, wasn't I?
But what about for this one?
Usuzijqjoaochcuuwjnd dhcusiqn ducujamwkuduiwmmwkka aksjcudujamqnhhchudjan hehducuhsnqjuduixiajhwhduci auduycycuaiamnduduajj YUIMAJHDHgsyhwnjdiokmduOooOkUu TYUYYGGVgggjwjmMmJ
XCV?asbnm tyuiopyui ertwer?assdf rtyghjuioasd, ASDrty?asert?
.MNYgudhqhjcjn hsuuchwn hahicknw hahnkihjiujun bwhdnYUI TRnsuxjjamiin
I don't even know why I'm bothering to tell you all anything.
None of ye are interested.
Talk to you all tomorrow. Maybe.
No emerald don't run of! That Horo guys an idiot. How'd he even get Chases journal?
*Crashes out of the shadow of a tree*
*Stands and dusts himself off*
Hello everyone!
Blake!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs and jumps on him*
Smooth Blake, really smooth. I swear your getting worse with these shadows by the day.
*shakes head at him*
Silente: Well there's two possible explanations.
1. It's someone from here attempting to troll.
2. Just a random troll.
Yeah. That's a good point Dragona. And a religion around you? Really? You're words may be wise, but perhaps not /that/ wise :-)
Or maybe I try hmm? It just wouldn't be fair if I was powerful, good-looking, AND smooth now would it?
*Winks*
Em, did I not respond . . . ?
Never mind . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
Silente: I don't know, it might make more sense than most real religions :P
*Hugs Chio tightly*
Hey cutie!
*Kisses her*
@Dragona: *laughs* :)
But yes, you're correct. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Good looking? You?
*burst out laughing*
*wipes tears from eyes*
Oh Blake.
@Dragona you do have a point there..
I wish you the best of luck in getting this sorted out, Em. [hugs]
Chi, that one was right.
Silente, this one is Morse Code
000 00 0100 0 10 1 0
And the code for a lot of the "gibberish" isn't actually mine, so I can't share it, sorry.
So you admit I'm powerful
At least you remember when you get a beating
*Chuckles*
*laughs* :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Oh that's Morse code. Even though its 0 and 1 not - and .
Oh Blake, please. Don't make me laugh. I let you win.
*winks at him*
My phone's torch can do Morse code in SOS.
Hello. How are you all?
Is it my name Fabi?! Did I get it right?!
Dynamite
Hey Rhydian! How are you?
Hey Rhydian! :)
I'm good, Hunter's kind of shaky but okay, and Ez is probably okay. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
ZAFFY!
Hey Zaf! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Brb. D: I'm sorry.
#ChaseForBookNine
Okay then star!
Hey Zaffy, Sil and Starry! I'm good. Wbd.
How are all of you?
Hi Star, hi Silente.
Fineo! Quite possibly hyper! But that's fineo!
Not totally good. Depressed more like.
How art thou Zafira of the West?
@Zaf: Aww :( *hugsies*
@Sil: Have you had sugar???
Never mindeth that comment, thou hath already answered!
Hello Rhydian. Hello Zafira.
Blake!!! *hugs him as tightly as she can*
We should take a holiday! we're been in blogland so long!
I'm on le east coast
Yo Zaf. What dynamite? No blowing stuff up :c
hey Chi!
Yes, Silente! :D
Hi Rhydian! Long time no see!
No surprisingly not. Although speaking of sugar I still haven't started my easter eggs and I'm getting hungry I might go eat a load of sugary chocolate that's a good idea right?!
Sounds good to me Chio, where do you want to go? ^-^
I'm gonna go cuz I'm actually kinda busy and there's little point in being here atm. SEE YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hi Chi
Oh shit! I've got to ded! Can I pass the ded? Can that become a thing? No? Okay?
In that case I dedicate to the many catastrophes in life! They knock you down but you get back up! They piss you off but you get past it! They cause other problems as well but you can get past those too! To catastrophes!
Oh. Bye Rhydian!
Bye Rgydian!
Sorry again about going off at you Zafira... I don't want you do to anything stupid. I just want you to try and ignore her, for us, it hurts us when you two fight.
Do what Dragona says, write down what you want to say somewhere else.
No tablet he's called Rhydian not Rgydian.
Bye Rhydian!
And Blake, Greece ^.^
*starts doing a two person dance on her own*
I just got an email from Amazon.
Subject: Harry Potter Chocolate Frog.
What the hell? You can actually buy them? 0o
((I doubt its alive though...))
*swaps to the macarena*
*swaps to the chicken dance*
@Dragona: Yeah. :)
And Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.
DAMN they're so ace. O_O
I like the grass flavoured ones. :)
BACK, btw!
#ChaseForBookNine
THEY MADE BERTIE BOTTS EVERY FLAVOUR BEANS?!
I'm talking to Nic...sometimes its easier to just talk to someone who I never mind...if you know me you know what I mean
@Silente: YES!
Didn't you know?
I can buy them from a sweet shop in a town twenty minutes away. *laughs*
#ChaseForBookNine
LUCKY!
*hugs zaf*
*well the war armour and gloves hug zaf*
*if I wasn't wearing them I'd just go through zaf*
*but you know what I mean*
Should have known Chio, whenever you want to go we can
*Hugs her again*
Silente I have a box in my room. I also have the slugs candy. I bought the beans in Seaside, in a now burnt to a crisp candy shop, the boardwalk fire took it I believe, I'll know in a few weeks. I'm gonna go down
*pokes Blake with a stick*
*a pointy stick*
*a sharp stick*
*but still a stick*
Oh. Poor sweets shop. Poor children! Where will they get their sweets now?!
There are more shops, but it's just not that shop.
Exactly. It'll never have what that shop had.
@Zaf: Oh . . . :(
That sucks.
Sorry I'm distant. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
*Turns around to hit Silente*
*Remembers she's an echo*
*settles for giving her an evil glare*
*grins at him*
Yup, you can't hurt me now.
*evil laugh*
*pokes him again*
*with the stick*
*watches laughing*
*Takes the stick and snaps it*
But I can still break your toys
*Smiles innocently and turns back around*
Silente: There are probably some shops in town that'd sell them. Like I think there's one which sells weird things near that place which sells Big Bang Theory and Star Wars stuff?
*frowns at the broken stick*
*gets another one*
*its more of a branch*
*pokes Blake with it*
*frowns and slices the branch to ribbons with shadows*
Oh you mean the shop near Diversions! They sell lucky charms! But its so /expensive/ I'll have to have a proper look around. Diversions is amazing!
*rolls eyes at Silente and Blake*
How about Saturday? we can spend the whole day there?
*goes get a bigger branch*
*with leaves on*
*pokes him with the broken off end*
*flips it and pushes the leaves at his face*
*Whips around and fires darkness at every tree, branch, or remotely stick-like object in the area, destroying them*
*sits with Ravel*
*the whole forest is destroyed*
*goes get some pebbles*
*sits and chucks them at Blake one by one*
*smiling innocently the whole time*
*Wonders if soul magic would work on the echo since it's an imprison of the person's personality*
*Decides to try it*
*Takes off his hoodie and holds a hand out to Silente*
*grins at Blake*
*only a tiny pull is there*
Oh look. Even that doesn't work. I like this game a lot more now.
*gets up and goes to sit by her coffin instead*
*sits at its feet placing the stone down*
*Notices the miniscule catch*
*Concentrates, the magic becoming a visible pale green stream of energy*
*Pulls back on the echo, knocking her flat on her face*
*Grins and chuckles*
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