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.
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I gotta go... Bye.
*pokes everyone and leaves*
bye
Hello.
Just back from shopping. --->
I think thats $50 well spent XD
Skittles c:
STUPENDOUSNESS
[tacklehugs everyone]
[idk why I'm hyper this late]
[meh, I'll probably regret it tomorrow]
[but oh welllllll]
Exhale
Are you sure you want to overthink this plate of beans?
Are you really sure you want to overthink this plate of beans?
The trains from the North travel toward the South
It's where you go when nowhere else is safe
Are you really, really sure you want to overthink this plate of beans
You can't go wrong with steak
Fire will fall
The trains from the South travel toward the North
You're nobody, no one.
Rivers run red
You always said that no one could defeat you
Waiting for the water to come to a boil
Are you really, really, really sure you want to overthink this plate of beans?
We're all mad here
Perhaps she's more afraid of finding the one she seeks than of letting him pass by without stopping
Lay your picks and scrapers down; catch the fading evenlight
The trains from the North travel toward the South
Because I want to see how far I can go before I stop.
Look right through me, look right through me
And maybe you'll be the one that saves me
Glow-in-the-dark mini-golf
Yes, she said in a monotone, let's bring the murderess to justice
She'll only be a memory for you, if you don't allow yourself to be overcome by time
They call me by many names
And the wind I know it's cold
Are you really, really, really, really sure you want to overthink this plate of beans?
We will rise above if all, little by little
Cream cheese brownies
When you lose something you can't replace
The trains from the South travel toward the North
Effie stood alone in a hall of mirrors
It's a three-dimensional image projected from Sheena's new smartphone
Even though it's late, she continues to type away at her laptop.
She has a story to tell.
Is that all you have to say for yourself, young lady?
Yes.
I see.
Well then.
[Throws cheese at Snow]
*gives Skittles to fabi*
Nononononononono
Fabi needs to go to sleep, and be less hyper. Skittles will make her more hyper.
[hides Skittles in sock drawer so I can eat them tomorrow]
[pours glitter on Snow's head]
Glitter!!!!!!
Indeed.
Glitter ninja. :D
I have the fourth doctors scarf. Its so warmmmm
:D
Earlier today I was out shopping (when I bought the scarf) and I saw blutack. I instantly thought of star. So I bought it. I later saw some skittles, so I baught them. Because they remind me of blogland. And every time I see glitter, I think of you fab.
Its funny on your outlook on things can be chanhed by one person. But I love youall for it.
*how, not on
Blogland is a place that sticks in the thoughts, I guess, and sometimes other thoughts, like Skittles, stick to it. [nods]
I think I am going to sleep now. Byebye.
Bye fab. Sleep well.
*slips into the shadows, likely to pop back out later*
*pops head out of the shadows*
Anyone else lurking or is it just me?
HELLO!
Msd, might be distant.
#ChaseForBookNine
No? Okay I'll go back to lurking and contemplating what being in a goal for a decade would be like. Hmmmm..
Oh hey star! How are you?
*facepalms* SORRY! I forget that I'm here when I drift off . . .
Hey, if you're here! I'm good. You?
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm good too thanks. Wondering what being stuck in a goal would be like..
@Silente: I imagine it would feel awfully like being stuck in a goal. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Yet I get that vague impression too :P
It'd be /really/ boring wouldn't it. I mean, stuck in a cage. You don't eat, you don't drink, you don't get anything to entertain you really. Just yourself and the others that are in there.
Not even a rubix cube.
@Silente: Yeah. :/ It would be awful. Ohmygosh. :O
Msd.
#ChaseForBookNine
And there'd be no glitter! Or bubbles! Or
*faints*
*jumps out of the shadows*
*attacks Star*
There would be a bubble.
There would be MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :) :)
Ez wouldn't mind there being no glitter. It annoys her after a while. XD
Like snow. It's very pretty, but then it just gets ANNOYING.
#ChaseForBookNine
ARGHHHHH! *screams* A WILD SNOW APPEARED!
#ChaseForBookNine
*wakes up*
Why would you be in a goal star?
..are you a crimabubble?
Yes, I am very pretty. And annoying.
STAR INKBRIGHT THE CRIMABUBBLE!
Also hey snow
Heya
*jumps of Star*
@Silente: OH MY GOSH. XD
Idk. Maybe Hunter made me do something. O_O
@Snow: I was talking about your namesake. XD
But you are.
(Jk. :P Well, about the annoying bit.)
#ChaseForBookNine
*tackles snow*
*tickles her soulless friend*
XD
I just want to point out that on that picture I made you, I put glitter behind hunterw name because the firwt thing I thought when I thought hunter was glitter
*gives Tempest a cookie, because I'm not ticklish*
Oh.
*looks at the cookie*
*splits it into three*
*gives some to snow and star*
Omg the three S's. Snow Star and Sil!
XD You can join mine and September's S club
Also *eats cookie*
Ssssssssssssss!
*eats cookie too*
*pokes snow*
POMPEII
*reads Tempest's diary*
My diary!
*tackles snow*
*tries to get her diary back*
*We sat and made a list
Of all the things that we had
Down the backs of table tops
Ticket stubs and your diaries
I read them all one day
When loneliness came and you were away
Oh they told me nothing new,
But I love to read the words you used*
*sits back and let's her read it*
*calmly hands diary back*
Rhythm is a dancer,
It's a soul's companion,
People feel it everywhere,
Lift your hands and voices,
Free your mind and join us,
You can feel it in the air,
Oh oh, it's a passion,
Oh oh, you can feel it yeah,
Oh oh, it's a passion,
Oh oh, oh, oh, oh,
(THIS IS THE RHYTHM)
You can put some joy up on my face,
Oh sunshine in an empty place,
Take me too, turn to and babe I'll make you stay,
(OH YEAH)
Oh I can ease you of your pain,
Feel you give me love again,
Round and round we go,
Each time I hear you say,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah,
The rhythm of the night,
This is the rhythm of my life, my life, oh yeah,
The rhythm of my life,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah,
The rhythm of the night,
This is the rhythm of my life, my life, oh yeah,
The rhythm of my life,
Wont you teach me how to love and learn,
There'll be nothing left for me to yearn,
Think of me and burn and let me hold your hand,
Oh yeah-ah-eh,
I don't want to face the world in tears,
Please think again, I'm on my knees,
Sing that song to me,
No reason to repent,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah,
The rhythm of the night,
This is the rhythm of my life, my life, oh yeah,
The rhythm of my life,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah,
The rhythm of the night,
This is the rhythm of my life, my life, oh yeah,
The rhythm of my life,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah,
The rhythm of the night,
This is the rhythm of my life, my life, oh yeah,
The rhythm of my life,
This is the rhythm of the night, the night, oh yeah.
Thank you.
*takes the diary*
*puts it in a tree*
So how's life treating you?
Not good. My duck died.
I'm waiting for the funeral director to send me the bill.
*laughs*
*stops*
Wait that was a pun right?
Yes XD
Oh thank god.
*laughs*
Got worried for a moment there. Snow, what do you think the best way of sneaking a rubix cube into a goal would be?
O, that's easy. Back it in a cake and take it in.
XD
Or disguise it as a knife. Im sure that'd work.
Won't they take weapons and food /away/ from you when you go into a goal?
Pfffft, noooooooo...
Well... maybe...
Okay, yes.
YOU HAVE DEFEATED MEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee *dies*
*poofs to... do something with my life*
Snow!
*rushes to snows body*
*drops to her knees*
Noooooooooooooooooooo!
*collapses in a heap over her body*
*cries*
((Oh bye then..))
((Lonely.))
(All by myself....don't wanna be all by myself ANYMORE!)
Still no one here? Anyone? Anything?
*goes down under ground to her factory*
*goes to the vault containing the h bombs*
*steps in and counts how many are left to shift*
*37 all together*
*goes to her office*
*checks how many orders for h bombs she has*
*54 orders*
*reads through them and chooses the 37 biggest orders*
*sends a message to them telling them when to come collect*
*sends a message out to the other17 telling them that due to recent events h bombs are no longer being sold*
*sits back and waits until its time for the first order*
Hello?
Ah look another person. Hello other person. How are you?
I am fine other, other person. How are you other other person?
Bored out of my mind. Hence the relapse back into selling h bombs.
Be aware that I cannot stay long. Only got about twenty minutes left of lunch :/
Ahhh. OK. Totally bored myself. Life needs to be more interesting don't ya think?
Nooo don't leave meee! Right how can we make the most of twenty minutes?
Life could be interesting, if we weren't bound by the modern day rules.
Damn rules -_-
I dunno what could be done in twenty minutes?
Possibly a murder?
FIFTEEN MINS!!!!!!!!
*mutters* the end of a country..h bomb sellings..
*louder*
I have no idea.
Hello?
*emerges from the shadows behind rhydian*
*stands behind his shoulder*
Is it done?
Hey Mir!
How are ya miss Holmes?
MITH!!!!! HAVENT SEEN YOU IN AGES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW ARE YOU??!!!
Gtg :'( stupid school!!!! BYE!!!!!!!
Hi Silente!
What's going on?
Blue bye then Rhydian :(
NO RHYDIAN! ;_;
You can't probably leave now!
Gah... I'm too late, as always.
Rhydians leaving for school now. I was bored so Itried to set of spontanious rp with him but there wwasn't time..oh and I've relapsed back into selling my remaining h bombs. You?
Bombs??
*slowly backs away*
I have a problem. I am hungry. I need food. But I can't enter the kitchen. There is someone I don't know talking to my mum. Meh...
Yeah, h bombs. You know hydrogen bombs? Those things that the communists and capitalists threatened each other with in the col war?
*smiles*
But never mind my dodgy dealings.
Ah the age old problem of food vs random stranger who I don't know in the kitchen . Evil stranger.
Problem solved! He's gone! Good for me, bad for the food :D
*tilts head at the bombs and keeps backing away*
*disappears to the kitchen*
(Gotta get some food! Bbl!)
(Okay bye...)
*checks watch*
*frowns and goes to sort her first customers order*
*goes to the vaults that hold the weapons ordered*
*gets the neccissary stock and puts it carefully into a back pack*
*gets one of the h bombs and puts that carefully in the bag*
*puts the bag on and holds the sigil on her elbow causing a memory wiping glow to spread around her*
(Back!)
*walks to the delivery bay*
*looks left and right checking no one else but the customer and myself is here*
Hello. Got the money?
Customer: *smirk* got the goods? *rolls a cigarette around in his mouth from side to side*
*reaches up and pulls the cigarette out* *drops it and stamps on it putting it out* you first.
Customer: *hands over the money*
*hands over the backpack* nice doing business with you. Now, shoo.
Customer: *pulls a gun out and points it at me* given me the money back.
*smirks* oh please. *moves as a blur and taps the sigil on her forehead causing a shield to surround her* *moves forwards pushing the shield into him* *his body burns where it touches the shield*
Customer: *jumps back dropping the gun* *stares at her in shock* *turns and runs* *forgets what he's running from but rums anyway*
Ta raa. *grabs the money and turns the sigil off* *goes back to the clearing*
(Wb!)
Hey sorry 'bout having to leave. Stuff to sort, business to do. You know the drill.
(Thanks^^)
*nods*
Hm... yeah, I understand.
Oh, do me a favour? Don't tell zaf I'm back in business? That won't go well for me..
*nods again*
I won't say a word. Don't want you to get exploded or anything.
Oh I won't get exploded, I'll just end up suspended in a bound cage in the American sanctuary for, say, ten years surrounded by sadistic evil people..
Well, that's better than getting exploded, right? Ten years is not a lifetime...
Depends on what's life span your talking about. And in all honesty exploded would probably be easier dealt with. Its quicker and less boring.
*saunters in majestically* keep calm, it's okay. I am back.
((Took ya bloomin time snow! :P))
Yeah, it may be easier but you couldn't come back after being exploded. But you COULD come back after ten years in a bound cage.
(HI SNOW! :D)
Yes, yes, I know. But it couldn't be avoided. I was being held hostage by my mother and being forced to watch murder mysteries.
But on the bright side, I am now astute at solving murders.
Hey guys
Well you could if someone like Nic revived you. I mean, you could go insane, locked in goal for 10 years with just yourself and the other crazies in there..
*tilts head to the side*
*approaches Eldritch*
*looks him (?) Up and down*
*smiles showing fang/sharp pointed teeth*
Hello. Who might you be?
Okay, you got me, Silente. But as I said, I won't tell Zaffy, so nothing of that kind will happen to you - hopefully.
BLAZE!! *tackles*
(Hey, what time is it in Australia right now? Isn't it something at night? Or am I messing with time zones?)
(Thanks Mir! I appreciate it. I mean, at the very least if I get found out it /has/ to be after chi's wedding!)
(God, I'm blind... Hi Blaze!! :D)
Never mind, Silente. I don't want a friend of mine being locked up. Not before and not after Chi's wedding.
(Uh... its 10:35 in Aus. Or at least in Tassie
*Sticks out hand*
Good day. Name's Eldritch Blaze. And you?
(Aww thanks Mir! You're an ace friend you know that!)
*looks at the hand*
*ignored it*
Silente Tempest. Rogue Vampire.
*walks around him in a slow circle*
Hmmm..
HEY SNOW! *hugs tightly in mega-awesomeness*
Mithria! Hey!!
*noggies Blaze* HOW ARE YOU?!?!
(Oh... thanks for the information, Snow^^)
(*grins at Silente* I know! :D)
*glares at Tempest* No! No eating Blaze! She is a good person. Naughty vampire. No!
*attempts to push Snow off without success* I'M ALRIGHT! HOW ARE YOU?
*silently snickers at Silente* That is so, very formal amigo.
I am good!! *jumps off Blaze*
(Sorry for being distant, typing up fanfiction...)
(it's all good Mithria! How are you?)
*Grins* that is good! I am extremely glad!
*glances at snow*
Im just looking...for now.
*raises a brow at Eldritch*
I was taught to greet people with formality. Sorry if you disagree.
*continues circling her*
*nods* would you like some Skittles? *offers box of Skittles*
*frowns at Tempest*
*throws a box of Skittles at her*
Stop circling. It's unsettling
Formal-shmormal. How are you Siente?
*eats the skittles*
*continues circling*
*tackles Tempest* xc meanie.
I'm fine. A little hungry though..
*grins*
I'm okay Snow, and seriously, Silente and I are now officially awesome cool pals of amigo legends.
*smiles and hugs again*
Msd
*rolls away from snow*
*jumps to her feet*
Bad snow!
*sprays her with a water squirter*
Bad!
*goes back to circling*
*nods at Blaze*
*casually lies on top of Tempest*
(Er snow...I got up.)
XC
*makes it rain Skittles*
((I noticed. After I posted the comment. But I am amazing. So I still managed to lie on you.
Dont question me))
You are hungry? But you just ate skittles! Wait.. can you even eat skittles? I don't know anymore D:
((IM QUESTIONING YOU!))
I just ate skittles so clearly I can. But skittles aren't as filling as...other things
*looks her up and down*
((*flicks hair at Tempest* I'm too fabulous for your questions))
I know right! Chocolate cake is really, really filling!
*smiles*
((*flicks hair back* p-lease.))
Yeah. Sure. Chocolate cake...
*stops circling*
*frowns*
*nods and tap her nose*
*disappears into the suddenly appearing portal behind her*
*the portal closes and fades away*
((You know you luv me, Tempest.))
(Gah! I gotta go crazy. Bb in a few minutes, I hope!)
((Okay mir))
((And you know you luv me snow))
*shrugs, looking to Snow*
A common occurrence I take it?
((Oki Loki Mir)
((I thinks snows disappeared...))
*comes back through the same portal with a speck of blood on her face*
*smiles*
Sorry about that. Business stuff.
*shrugs at Blaze* presumably
I think I g2g bye
((Or not))
((Bye bye snow!))
I think you have some blood on your face dear.
*grins*
I'm glad you got that sorted, then.
(see you amigo)
Do I?
*wipes face with hand*
Ah so I do.
*licks the blood of her hand*
Mmmm. Spicy.
*grins*
So how are you?
Me? I'm fine. I would say better than fine, but I wouldn't lie to someone I just met! That would be rude.
Waiting for dad to turn the wifi off for the night. If he doesn't, prepare for crazy midnight shiz.
In other words,: I may reappear
Pooffff
Kk snow!
Yes it would be rather rude to lie to someone you just met. Anyway I think we got off on the wrong foot.
*hops onto her other foot*
Hey I'm Silente tempest also known as Si Sil Storm, Tempest and god knows what else. Nice to meet you,
*smiles broadly*
(I am back. Not crazy. Or maybe I am. I don't know)
((Where all crazy here Mir. Every single one of us... *crazy/creepy smile*))
Oki Loki Snow!
*does a magnificent hand stand on head*
I think we should get off on no feet.
*laughs lightly at terrible joke and wonders how the hell she managed to do a freaking handstand on her head...*
*Sticks out hand*
Lovely to meet you amigo.
Yeah, right, Silente...
Oops... not right, not right!
*looks around if Hunter is somewhere*
Left. *nods*
Nice to meet you too!
*does a one handed hand stand*
*shakes the offered hand*
Sorry about all that weird hostility before, that's my way of testing the people who I've just met.
Oh wunderful. The dedication and me...
((Its true! Stars crazy, Snows crazy, Amethyst is crazy, I'm crazy Chi's getting there slowly..))
I dedicate this page to crazy people in Blogland and in real life and in films and in books and everywhere. Because being crazy is fun.
Not crazy-crazy but this I'm-not-like-everybody-else-crazy. That's fun!
Hunter is very pleased with that first comment, Mith. :)
He also asks you all if you would mind doing a survey for him.
Or, wait, no he doesn't.
He says, wait a second for him to appear.
He says, any second now.
. . .
Or maybe a second after now.
A few seconds after now.
Hey, now is still now!
Now is on a treadmill. O_O
So he says that one of the now seconds, he'll appear.
Which means he'll appear ANY SECOND.
Watch him.
. . .
He says he might need a few more seconds. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
((Hear hear!))
((Hey star! Hey the soon-to-appear hunter!))
Hunter: *appears, as if by magic*
*maybe it was by magic*
*you don't know*
Hey.
Does anyone mind doing a survey for me?
((Hunter: You see? I told you I would appear.))
#ChaseForBookNine
( We are all mad here... ehehehehe)
Oh don't worry about it Silente. It doesn't bother me in the least.
*smiles does a cool ninja roll, standing up into awesomeness.*
I've already don't it Hunter,
Star: HEY SILENTE!
Hunter: You already did my survey. *nods thoughtfully at Silente* Oh. Hi, btw.
Star: IN OTHER NEWS -
I GOT SOME NEW PENCILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! C:
AND THEY WERE TWENTY QUID :O
BUT STILL
THEY'RE ALL NEW AND BRIGHT AND SHINY AND I'M JUST LIKE O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
What survey?
Hunter: A survey kind of survey.
#ChaseForBookNine
Hunter: *amends statement* Or maybe not a very survey-ish kind of survey.
But it's still a survey.
Well, I say it's a survey.
#ChaseForBookNine
@star Yey new pencils!
*pushes off her one hand*
*flips to her feet*
*jumps and flips again*
*because flipping is fun*
Hunter!
Hey you two! Or one... or possibly three. I don't know anymore.
Hunter: Nice flipping.
Hello, Mith! :)
@Blaze: It's ten, obviously. *nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
*waves at Hunter*
Hi. What survey?
Why thank you hunter. If other news I'm going to go on a fly.
*nods*
*taps her collar bones* *or rather the sigils there*
*sparkly blue wings erupt from her back stretching out on either side of her*
*jumps and takes wing*
@Hunter: Of course, Of course it is ten. How art thou anywho?
Hunter: @Mith: *unhelpfully* It's a survey I'm doing.
((Hunter: What do you mean, unhelpfully? It was very helpful.
Star: Yeah . . . no.
Hunter: . . .
I'm sorry, who is controlling who here?
Star: No one is controlling anyone.
Hunter: EXACTLY.
So stop making things up.
*rewrites sentence:
Hunter: *in the most delightfully helpful way possible* It's a survey I'm doing.*))
#ChaseForBookNine
Hunter: *nods at Silente* Have nice fly. :)
@Blaze: I'm not anywho. I'm Hunter. Good guess, though.
((Ez: *sceptically* Good guess?
Hunter: IT'S CALLED BEING NICE.
Star: You know about being nice? :O
Hunter: I'm very nice.
Only to non-pathetic people, though.))
*taps the sigil on her wrist opening the factory roof door*
*flies through it as it closer behind her*
*lands and collects the next h bomb and stuff order*
*goes to meet the customer*
*hands over the goods in exchange for the payment*
*smiles and watched the customer go*
*flies back to the clearing*
@Hunter: My head just found the closest wall, several times as I read that sentence Hunter.
You won't tell me about the survey, will you?
*lands* mir its not dangerous. Although it is VERY serious. His serve should not be taken lightly.
*nods*
*sighs*
Silente, that's not helpful.
*grins* I know, I'm nosy^^
Hunter: @Mith: *suggestively* Well, you could just do the survey and find out as you go along . . . ?
@Blaze: Did you forget where it was when you found it the first time?
((Hunter: OKAY.
I AM BORED NOW.
I'm in the kind of mood where I get bored today.
Well, I suppose I must be, seeing as I'm bored.
*looks at Star and waits for her to think up something for me to do*
*swings pendulum* Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock -
Star: THAT'S DISTRACTING.
Hunter: Sorry.
*swings the pendulum hard and it flips up, the chain wrapping around his wrist*
*puts it away*
HURRY UP, STAR.
Star: I'M TRYING! D:))
#ChaseForBookNine
Hunter: *narrows eyes slightly at Silente* No.
It shouldn't.
#ChaseForBookNine
I know its not helpful but I'm sworn to secrecy.
*nods* well not really but still.
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