My editor has read the first (rough) draft of Book 9, and he loves it. I'm on the home stretch now — the end is in sight (in more ways than one). Over the next two or three weeks my head is going to be down and I'm going to working hard to fill in those gaps, to link up those scenes, to write those missing chapters. Right now I'm at 100,000 words. The end result will PROBABLY be about 120,000 words — maybe just slightly shorter than KOTW. Of course, in order to finish the book, I'll need to pick a winner of the Who Gets to Die competition we ran ages ago, and then that lucky reader will get to meet their grisly end...
And because I, and therefore WE, are on the home stretch, this blog is going to be choc-a-block with announcements and reveals over the next few weeks. By the end of THIS week, for example, we'll be revealing the cover for the Armageddon-Outta-Here short story collection. Next week, we'll reveal the full, WRAPAROUND cover for the collection (it's awesome). And the week after that? We'll be revealing the title for the ninth, and last, Skulduggery Pleasant book.
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«Oldest ‹Older 4001 – 4200 of 4888 Newer› Newest»*watches Snow strut in majestically* *hands over a cupcake*
Here. It's extra pixelated.
*claps hands* *a light wave of snow (frozen water crystals, not the person) shoots out, making it snow in Blogland*
*laughs and pulls out a purple Carrot* NEVER FEAR, I HAVE THE NOSE
You have the nose?
And it's a purple carrot, too! :D
We shall have to treat it with due respect. *nods*
SCARF! We need a scarf!
...wait... maybe after the base...
*the snow that appeared with the clap floats over on an air current towards the middle ball*
*nods*
We need a scarf. *dramatic Indiana Jones music plays in the background*
*goes hunter-gatherer-ing for a scarf in the wild*
*returns after a few seconds*
Apparently scarves don't live in the wild.
A SCARF!?
*runs off*
*comes back a few minutes later with the foorth doctors scarf*
(somehow I just /knew/ you were going to do that, Snow. XD)
(and for some reason I cannot find any way of watching classic Who...)
*places middle snowball on top of large one*
HEAD TIME!
(XD)
*stands, scarf around neck and flapping in the wind, with hands on hips, lokking majestic* I am the Problem Solver
*grins* *cracks knuckles*
Oh, yes. Head time.
*gathers up the fallen snow (not the person) and starts rolling it across the floor*
*waves hand subtly* *the wind around Snow (person) dies down* *smiles a bit*
Sorry... couldn't resist. :)
*drops arms and pouts* meany.
*walks over, stuffing the carrot in pocket*
*picks up a handfull of snow and expertly shapes it into a ball*
HEY FAY!
*throws the ball at fay*
*smiles* *whips round, seeing the snowball only milliseconds before it hits my face* *splutters*
Oh, you are IN for it...
(by the way, Snow, did you make that picture of Hope yourself?)
Whoops... Mums calling, got to go! *teleports away*
(G2g!)
(Nope. Now, bye!)
(bye!)
*looks over at Amethyst* So, how big do you want the head to be?
*pauses*
*realizes what that sounded like*
XD
Bye Snow.
I think the head should be smaller than the middle body...unless you want a really big headed snowman :)
OK, that's a good plan. And: XD
*holds up a slightly wonky sphere smaller than the middle body* This okay?
*shrugs* Sure!
After we add on the scarf and everything else, it'll be fine!
:)
But wait-
It needs eyes.
*plonks the head on delicately*
*kneels down, looks at the face*
*takes out sunglasses*
*places them on snowman*
Now it doesn't need eyes! :D
Oh, you are good, Amethyst. Now only one thing remains apart from the scarf, hands, and mouth.
It needs a name.
*takes the scarf from wherever it is and drapes it around the snowman*
And it needs a hat!
*nods* The hat is essential.
*runs off into the wild* *searches for a fez* *finds one growing on a tree* *returns*
Apparently, fezzes grow on trees. Go figure. :)
I'm sorry to leave you to finish the snowman alone, but I must go to sleep now :( Bye...
Bye...
*sighs*
*sets the fez down on the snowman*
*snorts* Eleven...
*in her head, an echoey memory is playing* *Eleven is straightening his bow tie outside of the TARDIS and saying "Bow ties are cool." like a grumpy five-year old*
*and Amy Pond is staring at him like he is mad*
*smiles*
*has a brainwave and runs off*
*returns eventually with a leather jacket*
*drapes it around the snowman*
Happy now, Christopher Eccleston?
*mutters* All I need now is a...
*it dawns on me*
All I need is a sonic screwdriver. And possibly, sandshoes.
Do they grow on trees, too?
*goes off to the wild, mystical jungle where such things grow*
*finds a sonic screwdriver and a pair of Ten's shoes*
*smiles, satisfied*
*runs back and puts those on*
*goes off again and finds various other items of clothing/whatever that relates directly to the Doctor* *puts those on, too*
*after it's all done, takes a step back and gazes at the creation*
*beams happily*
*and poofs*
I think Adra and Zaf both have good points, actually . . .
Urgh.
You know, I don't really ever say what I think about situations like arguments. I work out what I think, and then I adjust it so it sounds nice enough for me to say, and then I say it.
Kind people always scare me a little, because I never really know them, and maybe they're being nice to you but, really, they could dislike you, and they could go home and laugh about you to their friends, and you would never know because they'll never want to offend you, and . . .
And I suppose it's scary, that.
Whereas people who don't mind being mean . . . you always kind of know where you are with them. My friend C says that she would do very well in Candor (in Divergent, you know), because although she was very good at lying, she didn't mind saying mean things to people, so she'd be fine just saying what she thought all the time.
Whereas I would just kind of fail in Condor, because I'm far too nice to be very honest.
As fascinating as these musings are, they're really not getting anywhere, but either way. My take on the situation is, at present, that they both have points here.
Also, I'm wearing shorts for the first time this year besides PE. It feels weird. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
*casually changed tense in the middle there :P*
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STAR
So the other day in Health and Well Being, we had this task where we had to name three people that were in our "support network" (like, people you can go to in dire situations, people you trust, people who support you), and I instantly said "Star, Saph and Fabi" and everyone looked at me like "who?!"
But...yeah
Okay. Okay.
Zaf first of all I want to say well done and thank you for not lashing out last night. You've made me proud. Keep it up if you can because its a good thing you're doing.
Adra I've wanted to converse/rp with you before however I find it difficult. Your hardly ever around and your normally running off through your portals. I truly do want to become your friend, I try to be friends with everyone on the blog even when they occasionally make me want to slap them. Reach out to us and at the very least I'll /jump/ after you. After all when I first met you I ended up rping with you. So yeah, I don't hate you. I like you from what I've read but its hard to form an opinion when I don't really know you. But I don't hate you. Your a minion, I can't hate you. Minions are too awesome to hate.
Hey people!
Oh nm no ones here..
Ooh
Look who's digging their own grave
That is what they all say
You'll drink yourself to death
Look who makes their own bed
Lies right down within it
And what will you have left?
Out on the front doorstep
Drinking from a paper cup
You won't remember this
Living beyond your years
Acting out all their fears
You feel it in your chest
Your hands protect the flames
From the wild winds around you
Icarus is flying too close to the sun
Icarus's life, it has only just begun
It's just begun
Standing on the cliff face
Highest fall you'll ever grace
It scares me half to death
Look out to the future
But it tells you nothing
So take another breath
Your hands protect the flames
From the wild winds around you
Icarus is flying too close to the sun
Icarus's life, it has only just begun
This is how it feels to take a fall
Icarus is flying towards an early grave
You put up your defenses when you leave
You leave because you're certain
Of who you want to be
You're putting up your armor when you leave
And You leave because you're certain
Of who you want to be
Icarus is flying too close to the sun
Icarus's life, it has only just begun
This is how it feels to take a fall
Icarus is flying towards an early grave
Anyone on yet?
Kinda
Sorry, here! :)
Yeah . . .
Okay.
Think I know what I want to say now. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYY!!
MSD, tablet on low charge
What do you want to say star?
Kinda snow? Okay!
*pokes snow*
*eats Tempest*
@Silente: Oh! :) Not here, I don't think.
Wait, lunch. Brb. :(
#ChaseForBookNine
*gives snow stomach ache and diearea*
XC
*spits Tempest out*
Icky
Kk then Star.
*wipes herself free of spit and such stuff*
Yucky.
*pokes snows nose*
Who's Hope Quinn?
Hope Quinn is a new character I'm trying to introduce. But I haven't found the right time
I dunno why I'm awake, but I am. Oh yeah going down to Grandma's for the next four days.
ZAF
*frolics over* hia
When will the right time be?
Hey Zaf!
Idk. Maybe tomorrow.
*frolics*
Okay then. She looks cool, from the picture. *nods*
Her bios on backstory blog
Ohh wallwalker! Cool! What type of guns? (Hand, sniper, machine, etc)
Zaf!
Are you here?
(going to clean out my rabbit in a minute, so I'll just poof again soon, sorry)
#ChaseForBookNine
I am here very distant
(RABBIT!)
Zaf I wrote a comment partially for you a bit further up...
@Zaf: *hugs*
Thank you for really, really trying - I can see you're doing that, and, um, well done, because it must have been hard. :) I would say I'm proud of you, but I always feel odd saying that when it was nothing to do with me, so you know . . .
And I think you were really very reasonable with Adra, and - on behalf on the community and peace, thank you. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*still here*
#ChaseForBookNine
*still here :P*
*randomly falls from the sky*
*tumbling head over heels*
*thuds onto the ground on her back*
Ow..
*stares blankly upwards*
Hi.
Hello.
Hello dragona.
*sits and dusts self off*
Still a mind mage I see. Not changed yet?
Not yet - I'm looking for a suitable picture. How are you?
Fine. I finished my book that I was reading though so now I have to try hunt down another good one in a library or mediocre ones :( You?
Just looking for a pic? So you know what discipline you want to be now?
Kind of.
Kind of?
-one hour later-
WELL
For those who don't know, my city's footclub club (Hull City AFC "The Tigers") have got into the premier league this year, which means they get to play against all the proper teams rather than just being a minor thing.
They somehow got to the top of the league and now they're playing in the final, like, the FINAL FINAL.
I think they might have just won now, actually.
But anyway, that was on, and my parents were watching it. I wasn't, because like, I'm like, why would I, what would I get from it.
So I went to pick up my sister from a day out with the Guides, so they could watch the football.
And I walked all the way down into the next village, which isn't that far, 25 minutes or so, but anyway.
I walked down there, and it was quite nice, because it's a lovely day and there was a breeze and it was nice, you know?
Then I got there and I stood waiting for fifteen minutes or so until her coach pulled up.
And then it pulled up, and she got off, and did she say "Hello!" or "What a lovely day!" or "Thank you so much for taking time out of your day to come and pick me up, Holly, you're the best big sister ever"?
No. "We're walking, aren't we?" in a really grumpy voice.
And I was like yeah.
And she was like "I HAVEN'T SAT DOWN FOR TEN HOURS AND NOW I HAVE TO WALK BACK WHY COULD MUM NOT HAVE PICKED ME UP" and then she stomped off to walk home, and I kind of walked after her mildly, told her the football score and offered to carry her rucksack (she declined, but gave it to me later). And then she set up off the hill at a FURIOUS pace and she would look back, see where I was and tell me "Faster!" and "Keep up!" and we just marched up the hill like that.
And I am a nice person, so obviously I just sped up and didn't object.
And after a while she began running, just every now and then, and I may kind of go along with people even when they're treating me like shit but I was not running, I'm sorry. :P
So anyway, she rushed back home, walked in, yelled at my parents for not picking her up, and stomped upstairs.
And you know -
she was just so angry, and I don't imagine that feels nice, and if she would just kind of let go and calm down -
then she would be happier, and maybe we could have walked along together, and talked a little, and laughed, and maybe she would have enjoyed the warm sunlight and relished the cool breeze and smiled at all the pretty flowers and the patterns that shade makes, and she would have been a lot happier, and also -
if she goes through life being like that, I don't imagine many people will want to hang around with her, because her company isn't very pleasant when she's acting like that, so then she will also be less happy, won't she?
So I guess my message is -
don't be angry. Look at the good things around you and enjoy the moment. You'll feel better about it. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Edit -
football still going on. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
*football club
:P
Often do things like that. Generally catch them, though.
#ChaseForBookNine
*better for it
#ChaseForBookNine
Your sister seemed grumpy... and really, REALLY angry about walking. Its only walking. Walkings fun! And good for you! I mean, there are worse things. Like being thrown into a volcano with your hands and feet tied together while being blind folded and gagged and unable to hear anything which would only make you sense of touch, smell and taste sharper and also put your brain into a higher awareness causing the pain to be so much greater than it would be had you been able to see, hear and talk making your last moments so horrifying that you would be begging for your death. So yeah, it could be worse.
@Silente: Lol, yeah. XD
She had been standing up for ten hours though, I guess. She was tired.
#ChaseForBookNine
Got chicken and pitta bread now . . . to use a phrase of Matex's, om nom nom. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*still hereeeeeee . . .*
#ChaseForBookNine
Sorry doctor who occurred and, well, I'm British and its doctor who, what more can I say. Although granted not all Brits like doctor who justlike not all Brits like sherlock or tea. Or bow ties and fezzes. But oh well. For doctor who I follow the stereotype. And sherlock. Anyway sorry for poofing! And rambling. I should ramble less. Getting off topic. Oh I love this mood I get in after watching Matt its such a weird rambly mood its fantastic! Is anyone still here or am I rambling to myself I do that a lot its not very good. Getting distracted again. What was my point. Oh yes. Hello and sorry for poofing! Got there eventually.
Hey! How are you?
...
Oh my god, Star, YES :') <3
Hey Matex baby!
*runs over and squeezes him in a bear hug*
*possibly causing him to be unable to breath*
*not that she's realised that*
SILENTE DEAR!
*endures not breathing because it is a fantastic hug*
Hello anyone else who is here and not commenting or just distant! :)
*stops crushing him*
*keeps her arms around his neck*
Hello mister. How are you?
*grins up at him mischeviously*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-OnAwDbnj0
Watching this gem of a video again and I think it is safe to say that I have THE MOST dirtiest laugh ever.
Hey Em!
Em, those accents, oh my god, I want to cry <3 AND I AM SO JEALOUS, WE DON'T GET ANYTHING LIKE THAT IN AUSTRALIA, HE STANDS ON A STAGE AND TALKS AND ERGH YOU ACTUALLY GOT TO SPEND ALL THAT TIME WITH HIM :O
*smiles at Silente*
I am well, albeit hungry, I think, not sure! *munches on a lemon*
There was me (Dubliner), NJ (Northern Ireland) and Val and Amanda (Ameriminion) and then Flame (Offaly)
It was amazing!!! We were the first group in line and spent half an hour with him and it was a first time that all minions were together as well.
Hungry? Your eating though! Eating a lemon..
*looks at the lemon*
*looks at his face*
A lemon? Okay.
*shrugs*
*walks over and punches a tree*
*catches the apple that drops from it*
*walks back over to him talking a bite out of the apple*
Aww Em that is so cool. I'm thinking of going to Ireland for the book launch, but it is SO EXPENSIVE HOLY CRAP.
*glares at Silente eating an apple*
I know some minions are planning on coming over for the book launch so I get to meet some more!!! :)
And as I said, my laugh is so loud and dirty...
*stops eating the apple*
Why are you glaring at me?
*takes another bite*
*swallows*
How are you Em?
Tired.
Writing.
Contemplating killing all my characters cause the bastards are ruining my life.
How are they ruining your life? What are they doing now?
Not doing what they are meant to be doing!
Pricks lol
*Tumbles out of a shadow into Max, knocking them both over*
*Hops to his feet*
Hello everyone!
Yeah. Little devils. They should be more well behaved, don't they know who you are?! ;)
Yeah - I'm allowed to go to Ireland, but I don't know what's happening or who's going or what, so I might just sit here like :/ and end up not going. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
*glares at Blake*
*drops her apple and helps MATEX back up*
Hey ugly. You should work on not being as clumsy, your ugly enough without walking into stuff.
*flashes him a grin*
Plus, you might break something important.
They should at this stage.
This draft needs to be finished so it can go for publishing applications and then I've to get started on book 2 and 3.
They need to start coping on.
And don't be like that Star!!!! You know 100% that I will be there so you will have me :)
Oh I'm sure I can take a slight fall, my wonderful face has taken far harder hits. I'm sure MAX is fine too. ^-^
Hey Star!
Your /wonderful face/ will be smashed if you trip MATEX up again.
*glares at Blake*
@Em: . . .
*gives a helpless freaked-out I-don't-do-organisation-face :P*
#ChaseForBookNine
Break something important: such as me. I'm important, and breakable. *punches Blake's shoulder*
*walks over to Silente, leans in towards her apple*
((The apple she dropped? Oh well. Pretend I didn't drop it!))
*raises a slender eyebrow at him*
*whispers*
What are you doing?
(oh my bad I didn't keep up with everything that just happened. dropping it would be such a waste though!)
*leans in until his nose is touching the apple*
"ah. pp. el. apple."
*bite*
*weird look shot his way*
My ah-pp-el!
*bites it from her side*
Mine.
*sticks tongue out at him*
*suddenly removes the apple and gives her a surprise kiss*
*wonders where everyone went*
*squeeks in surprise*
*grins and kisses him back*
*puts one arm around her, and with the other he pockets the half eaten apple, saving it for later*
*pokes him in the ribs*
I saw that mister..
*grins letting it pass*
*places a foot behind his legs*
*pushes him back slightly hoping to trip him*
((-has it logged me back on?-))
*reaches out and grabs the tree they are standing next to, noting that she made a silly tactical decision, trying to trip someone near a tree*
*grabs her collar and pulls her in as she pushes him back*
*frowns slightly at her failed attempt to trip him*
*silly tree*
*turns him discretely away from tree reaching distance*
*tries to trip him again*
*hangs onto her collar for dear life, if he has to go down, he will take her with him*
Boom?
No Zaf I needed the ded! Pass the ded please?!
Also hey!
*grins as he falls backward*
*her plan was always to go with him anyway*
*ends up on top of him while they're both on their backs grinning down at him*
YES ZAF, BOOM :D
*laughs at her as they fall down*
Oh look what happened. This is awkward.
*eyes glint mischeviously*
*leans in close to him*
*her nose nearly touching his*
Oh uh okay have the ded
You deleted it ;-;
what is going on ;-;
((Sorry, blogger malfunction!))
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Well either way I need to post this near the top soo
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Hey Snow!
Hi.
I can guess what award I'll be nominated for, Star has said multiple times: most disturbing jokes.
Maybe also best profile pictures/names. Someone said that once too.
Well you'll have to wait and see. As I said, or might not have said, you can suggest specific categories in the comments section of the welcome post or the how this works post.
And with that I am afraid I must depart for the night. I bid you all a due by which I mean SEE Y'ALL REAL SOON!
*waves*
*walks*
G'DAT TEMPEST. SEE YA NEXT TIME
*G'DAY
Good god it's been quiet today
OMG THE EVIL CLOCK LIED! IT SAID IT WAS 10:10 AM! LIES! ITS ONLY 8:36 AM HERE! LIESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
anyone here?
Here. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Star! What's up?
HELLO
HEY SNOW!
I am being horribley disturbed by percey jackson fan fiction
You are? That's not good...especially if its disturbing to YOU. That must be icky.
Why oh why am I reading Percy x Nico
Because you are unable to stop reading it..
I--
OH GOOD GOD
Percy x Leo x Jason
WHYYY
*whispers* help me
*pokes snow*
*whispers* stop reading it!
*pokes snow* Hope. Hope. Hope. Hope. Hope. Hope.
DO YA WANNA BE THE FIRST TO MEET HOPE?!
YES BUT FIRST IS THERE A RULE AGAINST SPECIAL HELLO-ING HER? DO I HAVE TO BE NICE?
(UM. NO. BUT. YES? IDK)
Hope: *walks into blogland for the first time*
*she's an Australian mage, never left the country before*
*but when she ran into Lea, and his girlfriend Snow, while they were helping in the sanctuary*
*and they told her about this place*
*she just had to visit*
*watches the girl approach*
*I'm hiding in the trees*
*jumps down silently and walks up behind the girl*
*says in a calm but scary voice*
Hello there.
*she spins around, whipping out a dagger*
Hope: *looks at her* vampire?
(Oh, btw: her an Lea used to fight monsters for the Australian Sanctuary)
I prefer Silente but sure if that's what you want to call me.
*grins showing two neat straight rows of white pointed teeth*
And you are?
*looks hope up and down*
((Ohh fun! Monster by which I'm guessing involved vampires?))
*she stands in a fighting pose, dagger ready* Hope. Hope Quinn.
*fighting stance
(Yep. XD. )
Hmm. Hope. Nice name Hope.
*looks at the dagger*
*smirks*
What's with the toy little girly? Scared?
*chuckles darkly*
((Oh good, she'll have some fire in her then. If I do fight her. Still contemplating whether to or not..))
*raises an eyebrow* weary. There is a vampire standing in front of me, after all.
((Fyi: I suck at fighting scenes in rp's))
Are you always this tense when meeting people? Or do you not class vampires as people? You're not a discrimative mage are you? I'm really not THAT bad...
*grins*
Well, occasionally I'm not.
*very slowly circles Hope*
((Well you get to learn then! Yey! Just think about any other fights you've read before..))
No. I'm not descriptive. I actually have a friend who's a vamp. I'm just cautious when meating new people. Especially ones that sneak up behind me
(Just a warning: got to go in a sec tonget diner)
(*to get)
Come come surely if I'd wanted to hurt you I wouldn't have spoken when I snuck up, I'd have stayed quiet and attacked when it would be a surprise..
*still circling Hope*
*any full circle she makes carries her a little bit closer to Hope*
((That's fine Snow, we can pause if needs be.))
(And... diner. SORRY!)
(And... diner. SORRY!)
((That's fine! Come back sooooooooooon!))
*Blue walks in with her regular purple jeans slung low on her slender waist and a knitted yin-yang jumper. Her forearms are covered in rainbow loom bracelets and pendants. Her long black hair is tied into a messy plait and secured with a green and blue leather scrunchie. In her hand, shaking softly in their green container, is her tablets*
((Blue what ARE those tablets? Are the drugs?))
BRB!
((Back!))
(BACK)
((Finally!))
Come come surely if I'd wanted to hurt you I wouldn't have spoken when I snuck up, I'd have stayed quiet and attacked when it would be a surprise..
*still circling Hope*
*any full circle she makes carries her a little bit closer to Hope*
If you're not going to attack, why are you circling me like I'm your prey?
Circling fun? Maybe you /are/ prey. It depends on your perspective. We're all prey, its just a case of discovering our predators.
*grins*
Maybe you've found yours.
*circles quicker*
*coming closer*
((For some reason I love this SP DB quote, its just so...amazing "Just because an apple falls a hundred times out of a hundred does not mean it will fall on the hundred and thirty first"))
*she laughs* bring it on vampy. I'm an ex monster hunter. I think I could take you.
(*nods* same!)
Oh you do, do you? Maybe you've hunted monsters but have you hunted an Assassin before?
*smirks and leaps suddenly at Hope*
*dodging the dagger in her hand*
(You know what else I love? Banana chips)
*she grins* let the fun begin!
*she twirls out of the way, backing up to a tree*
((Banana chip?! I've never heard of them before..))
((They rock. I use to eat them all the time. Haven't had em in years. I bought some taday))
Yes. Let's.
*approach the tree eyes shining*
*runs towards Hope*
*jumps into the tree at the last moment*
*drops down at Hopes back*
*still grinning like an idiot, she pulls out a small, black gun and flips, knocking Silente off her back*
*lands on her feet*
*rolls her eyes at the gun*
What is it with humans and toys?
*laughs*
*stands straight arms wide*
If this is what you want then /fire at will/
*laughs again*
*she frowns* but Will's my friend.
(I had too. I'm sorry.
Maybe)
Then fire at me. If you dare.
*smirks*
Ever shot a twelve year old before? I doubt you have.
*still has her arms out wide*
((Its fine. I've used that one before too.))
*she shrugs* actually, i have. There was this incident with a teddy bear and some not-so-pollution-free lollies...
But wheres the fun in guns? *Hope slips the gun away and stands there, in a very peculiar stabce* come on then
Oh good. You put the toy away.
*runs at Hope*
*flips over her head*
*turns at pulls out a dagger swinging it at the small of her back*
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