As you all know, today is the day the title of Book 9 is announced.
Except it isn't.
Nope, now that day will be Monday, because there's something else that I want to talk about instead, something a little more important than a book title.
I've been working hard these past few months. I write the occasional blog entry, I've barely been on twitter, I've barely glanced at the Forums or the Facebook page. I'm writing, and I know you understand that, and I appreciate your patience. It's not going to be for very much longer, either. I'm planning on finishing the book next week. I have a lot to do, but I reckon I can do it.
But something has happened in my absence. Something troubling. Not on the twitter page — everyone there is funny and enthusiastic. Not on the Facebook page — everyone there is supportive and astonishingly excitable. Not on the Forums, either — they argue, debate, discuss, and at no time do they ever let these arguments spill over into anything else.
Nope, the trouble is here, in the Comments section of this blog.
Most of the Minions who comment here are my kind of people. They're weird. And I mean, unashamedly odd. I've always been so, so proud of you guys, because I look around at other fandoms and I see everyone sniping at each other and divisions forming and I'm comforted by the fact that none of that happens here.
But I've been away. I've taken my eye off the game. And now I'm seeing behaviour that could be classed as bullying.
You all know my stance on bullying. I will not abide it. The blog, twitter, Facebook, Forums... ANYTHING associated with me must have zero tolerance for bullying. I just won't have it.
The Minions who comment here, I want you to think about the comments you leave. If you never say anything negative about anyone, step over here beside me. I like you. You can be my friend. But if you think about the things you say and you're frowning to yourself? Then I'm probably talking to you.
Harsh words are one thing. We all argue. We all have harsh words. But if all you have, for one particular person, are harsh words? If you CONSISTENTLY say negative things about one PARTICULAR person? Then that's bullying. And that has to stop.
I'm not naming any names. I don't want the bullies to be, in turned, bullied by people who are annoyed they won't get the title until Monday. I don't want recriminations. But what I do want is for you to realise that we're all here because, to some degree, we're all the same. We each have enough in common, as people, as individuals, to love the same things. Do you realise how wonderful that is? To KNOW you have something in common with all these other people?
I have never called Minions "my fans". I will call them fans of the books, fans of the characters, but they're never MY fans. They're never fans of ME. Because we're all the same. I'm not better than you, just because I'm the writer and you're the reader. I have enough in common with each of you to know that, if we met, we'd get along. We'd find SOME common ground.
You're on a train. You see someone in another seat reading a book you LOVE. And you instantly smile, because you have connected with that person. So look around. See all the people who comment and the people who tweet and blog and post... there are your people. These are your friends. Let the harsh words fade away. Wipe the slate clean. Start fresh.
Where I train, in the most brutal form of fighting there is, we have a rule, and it's quite simple. We're training to fight and hurt and break and smash. On the street, we're animals. We're horrible. We're violent. We're nasty. But in the club, when we train, the rule is: Be nice or go home.
So be nice. Being nice is so much NICER than not being nice. Try it and see, and then you can come over here and stand beside me, and you can be my friend too.
But don't make me angry. You wouldn't like what I do to your favourite characters when I'm angry.
Friday, April 11, 2014
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4955 Newer› Newest»@Silente: ENGLISH IS WORSE! :P
#ChaseForBookNine
@Silente: OH MY GOSH! :O
OH MY GOSH
I LOVE YOU
gonna quote you foREVer
#ChaseForBookNine
You will be shown
How I've become
INDESTRUCTIBUBBLE
DETERMINATION THAT IS INCORRUPTIBUBBLE
FROM THE OTHER SIDE, A TERROR TO BEHOLDIBUBBLE
ANNIHILATION WILL BE UNAVOIDIBUBBLE
EVERY BROKEN ENEMY WILL KNOWIBUBBLE
THAT THEIR OPPONENT HAD TO BE INVINCIBUBBLE
TAKE A LAST LOOK AROUND WHILE YOU'RE ALIVE
I'M IN INDESTRUCTIBUBBLE
MASTERBUBBLE OF WAR . . . !
*cue guitar solobubble*
#ChaseForBookNine
That was...odd.
#ChaseForBook9
*AN
#ChaseForBookNine
((HOW IS ENGLISH WORSE?! YOU TRY LEARN THIS! http://www.shermansplanet.com/gallifreyan click on guide.))
Yes, Niccolò.
Yes. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Indestructibubble. :-)
I like it. :-)
Hey Fabu!
DAMN THAT LOOKS SO COOL. O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
@Lantern: Ditto. :) :) *hugs*
@Silente: YOU HAVE RUINED A PERFECTLY GOOD SONG foREVer.
AND FOR SOME REASON, I DON'T MIND. :P
Hey Dragona! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
IT IS COOL BUT ITS ALSO REALLY CONFUSING TO TRY AND LEARN AND ALSO WELCOME BACK DRAGONA AND FINALLY I THINK TIA LITERALLY RAN OFF
Hello, Fabi.
#ChaseForBook9
@Silente: Ha. XD
And - SO COOL, THOUGH.
SO, SO COOL. O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
Hi...
Um. I might not really be here. Trying to keep irl stuff away from the blog. Sorry.
@Lantern: It's okay . . .
And you can spill it out if you want. :) We're here. Also, if you want to email me, you can. And if you don't want to say anything, don't.
It's a free country. You want the right to go down the path you believe in, and all that. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Yes star. Cool, but hard to learn. Which naturally means I'm going to try learn it. At all costs. Because that's what I do.
*spots glitter on coat* Silente, did you try attacking me with a glitter gun?
#ChaseForBook9
Probably Nic. It depends on when your talking about.
*flicks it off* At least it finally left my coat alone.
#ChaseForBook9
DONT ABUSE THE GLITTER!
*jumps up and catches the piece he flicked*
*holds it gently in her hand*
It was abusing my coat.
#ChaseForBook9
It was giving your coat a hug!
It was torturing my coat. It was torturing me.
#ChaseForBook9
It was showing you love and appreciation!
@Silente: Ah, you're cool. O_O
You see, I just thought "yeah. Not gonna bother with that."
It's only when I get really invested in something that I have a problem giving up. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Oh with me if I can't work something out I end up not being able to stop trying to work it out. I'm still trying to memorise the elements song!
@Silente: XD
Well, I didn't start trying to work Galifreyan out . . . XD
My friend C's trying to memorise the periodic table. She's doing quite well. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
That seems interesting, Star.
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah the periodic tables hard. I've never tried to memorise it before mainly because I think I'd get a brain hemorage if I tried,
HERROW!
That was ONE TIME Auttocorrect! One time!
Hey hey hey Tripathy!
Yo my vampire bro!
Hello, Trip.
#ChaseForBook9
You know it! How are you man?
I'm top of the line, yourself?
@Silente: It's okay. :) She says that it'll take her so long that one day, when we're grown up, I will have a knock on my door and I will open it and she will be standing there and I will be like C WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN YEARS and she will be like HOLLY I HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU and I will be like WHAT IS IT and she will be like WAIT AND SEE and I will be like C YOU'RE SCARING ME and she will be like I'M SORRY BUT I HAVE TO SHOW YOU and then she will stand there and rattle off all the elements in the periodic table (in order, no less. :P).
She has to work out how to pronounce a number of them before she memorises them, as well. O_O
Yeah.
It's hard. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Nic.
Absolutely spiffling old chap.
Jolly good. Keeping out of trouble I hope?
evening all.
Hello, Emerald.
#ChaseForBook9
Hey Em! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Not at all young Tripathy!
@star tell friend C she's awesome
Hey Emerald!
HERROW EM.
Wtf iPod?
I wrote that in lower case. And what do you do? Go ahead and write it in capital letters!
Ah. I shall assume there will be roleplay soon.
#ChaseForBook9
@Silente: Thanks on her behalf. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Jolly good. *adjusts monocle*
Trip, your iPod does not like you today.
#ChaseForBook9
My iPod loves me, and never say anything to contradict that.
It hurts his feelings.
EMAILED
#ChaseForBookNine
evening everyone.
Sorry I left after I commented last night, I fell asleep watching a youtube video.
That's all right.
It was late, that is understandable, Emerald.
#ChaseForBook9
Why yes jolly good indeed
*sips at some hot chocolate that's dicuised as tea*
@star walk up to friend C and be like "Yo friend C! I got somin' to tell you and it may be hard to hear. But you just gonna have ta sit down, shut up ad take it. Now here's what I gotsta say. Your awesome!
Ah, tea time! *sips tea* Crumpet?
You're damn right Zafolo, I've been thinking of this all day lol
Trip?
Shall we?
We shall.
Where were we?
I would join in, but I have not paid much attention. I am in the mood to do something though.
#ChaseForBook9
@Silente: Unlike my friend C, I can't lie, and I also can't tell jokes very well because I always start laughing. The likelihood of me pulling that off is very . . . likely. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Why yes of course!
*has a crumpet*
It wouldn't be tea without the crumpets!
*sips the undercover hot chocolate*
That is cheating, Silente, that is not tea.
#ChaseForBook9
@star you could still try though..
I say, how do you pronounce scones? S-cones or Sc-ons?
Why whatever do you mean Nic. Of course this is tea!
S-cones.
Like stones darling
*slams his fist on the table*
WRONG! *chuckles*
Pronounce it however you want.
*Chase sighs and looks between Ellie and Crimson*
Chase: Very well...
*He leads them both up to the spare room and unlocks the door, letting the two women into the room first. Ellie gasps as she gets her first glimpse at this doppelganger.*
The age old debate of s-cones like stones or sc-ons like songs.
Whatever you say, Silente.
#ChaseForBook9
More like tonnes, really. But yes. Just like whether you pour tea or milk first, or if God exists.
Good old England.
Crimson: So, believe me now?
*shifts into a crow, flying around Blogland and landing on Silente*
#ChaseForBook9
Sc-ons, of course. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Yes good old england.
*passes Trip a news paper*
I say have you seen the news today?!
*begs the Nic-crow not to poo on her*
*especially not her hair*
*she likes her hair*
((I can't believe Tia literally ran away...))
Ellie: *whispers* Wow...
*She starts to walk forward and Chase puts his cane in front of her.*
Chase: Please. Just please. Be careful.
*She nods as she walks forward some more. The Drew copy was sitting, his skin burning and scarred from the light hanging above him. The shadows were still trying to attack the bonds.
Ellie hunched down in front of him. The shadows instantly making their way towards her. She clicked her fingers and air rebounded, causing the shadows to back away.*
Ellie: That's how you know the shadows are the ones in control. He's not even conscious and they went for me.
Thank you. I haven't actually, I've been rather busy.
*nips her ear and flies off, coming back a few minutes later as himself*
#ChaseForBook9
Crimson: Odd, they never once came near me.
Ow!
*rubs her ear*
You really like sitting on my head as a crow and pecking me don't you.
Ellie: I need to look at him properly, something definitely isn't right here.
Has his shadows gone for anyone else since you've brought him here?
Chase: It's only been going for my light. They didn't even go for Lorcan.
I guess. What are you doing, Silente?
#ChaseForBook9
Crimson: If I may, he cannot be a work of pure shadowmancy. He has a complete body.
Sitting sipping tea.
*gets edible glitter*
*sprinkles it on a fairy cake*
*nibbles at said cake*
How do you eat glitter? Does it even have a taste?
#ChaseForBook9
It tastes quite plasticky.
INDESTRUCTIBUBBLE!!
*Ellie stood and carefully pushed his head back to look at his face. Then she smiled.*
Ellie: I knew it! I so knew it! No wonder the shadows are in control. He's not even a human to begin with so there are no proper emotions to hang onto.
No not plasticky. This is edible glitter. Each colour has a different flavour. From strawberry and raspberry to chocolate and mint.
*continues nibbling the cake*
*stops now an again to sip her undercover hot chocolate*
I say welcome back Tia.
HERROW!!!!!
Emerald, what is in your photo? I can't see what you and Derek have written on those notes.
Hello, Tia.
I never heard of edible glitter, how odd.
#ChaseForBook9
More like how perfectly splendid!
*give us on being steriotypically British*
*its very tiering*
*bites the cake and downs the hot chocolate*
Hello snow.
Hello and snow rhyme.
Hey Nic, Trip, Em and...
*looks at the vampire lady*
and Silente ;)
Hey Snow! How're ye!
Hey, Snow! :D
*notices profile picture*
*stares at it for a bit*
Oh. So it wasn't a dream...
How are you Tia? You took of rather quickly earlyer without so much as a goodbye.
No it wasn't a dream snow.
I am good. c:
Hello, Snow.
I will be back.
#ChaseForBook9
(I have a post it note that says 'Derek' on it and Derek is holding a post it note that says 'Emerald Melody' on it.
Hello Trip lol where are you??)
He will be back.
*nods with a serious face on*
*stops nodding*
*stood looking serious*
*starts eating another cake*
I still adore this picture... XD
Wbd, putting something on the quotes blog
XD done.
http://myprojectofbloglandianquotes.blogspot.com.au
Crimson: So… what? What is he?
*Ellie folds her arms*
Ellie: This isn't Drew. This is Drew's wolf.
-
*Lorcan walks towards his house. He's tired and can't wait to just sleep on the couch. He didn't go up to his room anymore with that other bastard still held in the spare room above him.
He's twirling a ball of silver between his fingers when it suddenly melts. He stops and looks at it before he feels a heat wave hit him from behind. He turns around to see a figure walking towards him, covered in flame.
Lorcan's hands cover in silver as he takes a stance. Suddenly the flames are extinguished and Emerald stands there with her hands on her hips.*
Emerald: Hello sweetie.
Crimson: How is that even possible?
Hey, I'm good, just reading Mass Effect fanfiction, it's a lovely thing. I haven't read fanfiction for quite a few months until yesterday.
Is it Dragona's?
I don't tend to read fan fiction, the only fanfic I read is Chi's although that might be for lack of searching...
*pokes Tia*
Nope, I'm afraid not. I am reading a ship though, does Dragona ship?
Dragona didn't know what shipping was until we told him, so I doubt it.
((Okay I can't get my name to switch, would anyone be against me roleplaying Alexis?))
#ChaseForBook9
@Silente I'm afraid I'm out of vampire flirts, but I'm sure we can think of something to make up for it ;)
((Nope.))
((You are the light in the night sky))
#ChaseForBook9
((I wouldn't be against it zaf))
Its getting late but I'm not tiered and I know I should be sleeping soon but I can't drag myself away from Blogland or even start feeling tired....oh well. I'll get tiered eventually!
I'm sure we can Tia
*winks at him*
After all you've got all the time in the word'
**world
((No, Nic, I don't mind, but then again, what I think hardly matters as THIS IS A DEMOCRACY/DICTATORship/UPRISING))
((Oh, I wouldn't say that. Just a torch to guide others through the darkness. :P))
((Unless specified I'm talking as Nic outside parenthesees))
#ChaseForBook9
((Okay then Zaf!))
Umm, sure, Silente, we could Ravel through time and fight some scary monsters.
Or watch a film. Whichever's safest.
Well both are pretty safe if you drive safe.
((Gotcha!))
*travel
Autocorrect's gone rogue!
Ravel: What are you talking about?! *stalks off* I'm not a verb!
#ChaseForBook9
Guess its come around to my way of thinking then at Tia?
And we /could/ see a movie but, well, movies aren't as good as real life expeeriance. Plus fighting monsters is FUN!
Pfft, sure was easy getting under Erskine.
And don't worry Tia, I'll protect you from the scary monsters ;P
Hmm, what kind of a vampire are you? Were you bitten? Do you drink blood? Do other vampires socialise with you?
*your skin
Bitten in 1882 unwillingly. I drink blood quite often, especially when Trip let's me into his bar. And no, other vampires do not socialise with me. Well other than Kestral. But they would say that my fault for breaking 'the golden rule.'
*Ellie frowned as she tapped her index finger off her lips*
Ellie: The only thing that makes sense is the shadows. I know a few months ago, Drew went through a blood detox again so if he had shadow infection while his wolf was hungry for blood, that can cause a separation.
But he's not in control of the shadows. He's just a vessel. It's still Deacon's actions, thoughts, ideology.
-
*Lorcan stands still, looking at his mother. She looked completely different, her clothes, her hair tied back. Even the new power.
Lorcan: Ma... mam?!
*He ran over and hugged her tightly. She hugged her son back before he backed up slightly as a gasp escaped his lips. She had a dagger pointed at his throat. Emerald smiled at her son.*
Emerald: Is your father home? He has something that belongs to me.
Is anyone Hermes? My dog is Making a lot of moisture so be bred for a shipwreck.
*cough* --->>>
Dragona I think your autocorrect is back.
Just... Ignore parrots.
Yes Snow. Vampire.
Most impressive, Emerald.
*nods*
Ignore parrots. Gotcha.
Ignore goats.
Ignite kittens.
"Is anyone here? My phone is making a lot of mistakes, so prepare for shipwreck"
I think
I thought we were ignoring parrots?
Fuck IGNORE THAT.
No don't ignite the kittens!
You're the best Snow.
So, should we kill him?
While we have the chance, just crack open his skull? It would be sensible. He has a reputation as a vicious murdurer and rapist. No one would even know.
Hi there Tempest.
Snow, close enough Ithaca my dog was making a lot of nose so I'll be herehere for a whisper.
Not the kittens!
Hello there snow. What happened to the old picture?
Trip who are you drilling?
*Ducking
Ah.
Well, im getting good at translating auto correct into english.
Ravel: *sulks*
#ChaseForBook9
*Kiting
I think thats meant to be "killing"
He means killing
I was going to say we could go out for a bite, but I guess we should stick to drinks instead.
Get it? Because blood is a liquid and-
These are getting worse
*sighs*
Let's go kill things. No puns involved.
I've got plenty of time for that hahahahahahahaha oh too witty...
It's nearly midnight. Things happen, lives go on.
Duck you autopsy. Who ate you killing, Tripod?
Yes milking. Not sucking
Well, Crimson wants to kill Deacon.
"F auto correct. Who are you killing, Trip?"
Btw, I am bored.
... This isis justice.
I'm dying! Dragona your autocorrect is great!
Yes let's Tia. Do you have a place in mind?
Just getting worsening. Stupid autocorrect.
Dragons. I have the weird urge to re-read Dark Days and if you do not have to be a good idea to advertise the. The comments for your help. If you are not the intended recipient, you can do it. I didn't see the light until I was already a member of the main tourist attractions on the planet. It also housed local fishermen, farmers, and until the city of Atlas was built, everyone else on Axiom Prime. The first year of a colony is usually watched over by a small fleet, though with the Sangheili planetary defence force and the newly-built planetary defences, the fleet is no longer needed.
Wish I could help, Dragona. I'm great with this sort of thing
I thought of seeing a beautiful city from up high. What about London?
Snow: good. This isis a nightmarriage.
Do you have a keypad settings thing on your phone? You should. I'd say, look for that and then you should be able to turn of auto correct
*off
Sure, hopefully its not raining there!
*threads her arm through Tia's*
Snow, its already offered lymphoma just hates this text box for somewhere teaspoon.
Now I hate sex.
*have to dead. God damn it.
Ellie: Wait, did you just say murderer and rapist?!
What the hell has been going on since Drew left here.
*A splat of silver hit the window. Chase swears before going over and look out the window. His face drops in fear as he hobbles quickly as he can out of the room and down the stairs.
He opens the door and stands on the porch as a nightmare is standing in front of him. His wife standing behind his son, holding a dagger against his throat.
Emerald smiles that sickly smile again.*
Emerald: Hello dear. I think you and me need to have a chat.
Dragona, you ought to not hate sex, you would not be here without it.
#ChaseForBook9
Hm... I defecte this page to squirting. Like the big mutant sparkly one we had last night when Silente mined Legoland with glitter and spam.
Alexis: Lorcan? *uses their link to watch what is happening*
#ChaseForBook9
Crimson: Deacon has a bit of a reputation you know. He did travel the world, someone that powerful couldn't help but make legends. *walks over to the window*
Hey! Watcha doin'?
*squirrels *Boglandland *sparkles
Hear hear
*walks Silente to the car*
(One of 20,000 ever made)
*drives safely to London*
(It nearly came with a radio)
*opens the door for Silente*
(Why didn't the valet open it for you?)
*walks with Silente into the elevator*
So, Silente, restaurant, rooftop, or a mysterious 3rd option that we all choose when we rebel against society?
Okay. I understood that perfectly. What is wrong with me?
I'd choose the mustard option where you ravage Soviets.
(Rude valets duh!)
*Chase shouts back up at the window*
Chase: Shut up!!
Emmy, what are you doing? You have your son by the throat?
*Chase took a few steps coming to the first stair. Emerald started shaking her head as she pulled the dagger in closer.
Chase stops and puts his hands up.*
Chase: Okay. Okay. I won't move.
What are you looking for Emerald?
Emerald: Him. I know you have him in your room. He told me. I'll trade you, the boy for him. No tricks.
Oh well as good as the restraunt and the roof top sound I woud have to go for the 3rd option. Mystery and rebellion all in one.
*grins*
(You dare question the red army?)
(They're the good guys?)
(A story for another time)
... anyone want something dragona has said translated?
Im bored.
It's a little bit badgers when I have to have a transformer.
That. Translate that
(I admit I have no idea what the third option is, I left it blank in case you dislike the rooftop and restaurant, so it might as well be a
*gulps*
Romantic dinner on the roof with a stunning view of you- I mean London)
Oh, and we're still in the elevator, just the two of us.
This is getting a bit...
*smiles*
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