Ladies and gentlemen...
When I start writing Book 9, I had a title in mind. And it was a good title. It was a glorious title. It echoed a phrase we'd already seen in the books themselves, and it was cool, and haunting, and awesome...
But for some reason, it wasn't a "Final Book" title.
I don't know why. Some titles suit the last book of a series. Some suit the first. This title — my lovely, glorious title — suited the first.
I'm not going to tell you what it was, because I do plan to use it at some stage — and I never let a good idea go to waste.
But suddenly I had a problem. I needed a new title.
I needed a new title that sounded like a final book. I needed a new title that fit alongside Kingdom of the Wicked and Last Stand of Dead Men. I needed something almost... poetic.
And so I came up with this.
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4968 Newer› Newest»*steps through the second portal*
*is now in a giant workshop*
*dust is heavy in the air*
*all around weapons are being created*
*from knives and swords to guns and bombs*
*the workers cower as they see her*
*she walks along slowly, calmly*
*watches the machines and workers*
*moves to the back of the factory*
*walk through a door into her office*
*speaks into an intercom*
PHILIP! STATUS CHECK!
*a small bumbling man comes through the door*
*he hangs his head averting his gaze*
Well? How is it going?
Philip:productions are good mam. All weapon production is at a steady pace and all the workers are work in none stop during their shifts
Good. Good. Perfect.
*leans back in her chair*
Hmm..that is all. Leave.
*Philip scrambles away leaving the room quickly*
You two look bored too.
*raises a hand*
In general, just in general, you people like me to some degree, correct?
Hello Chione.
I'm wondering what Silente's doing... Is she running some weaponry factory?
Hello Annika.
Wouldn't surprise me in the least Stalky.
*lays back in her chair*
Good. Everything is working. A few more days and they can start loading the produce into the vault. Then we can start. Finally.
*smiles*
Well. I should get back.
*rises and leaves her office*
*walks back towards the portal glaring at any workers who stop working*
*walks through and into the vault*
*smiles and walks to the opposite portal*
*unlocks the door and steps through*
*locks it behind her*
*comes up and stretches*
Hello Trip.
Hey people who appeared!
*pulls a blind down that looks like bark over her stall making it blend into the tree*
How are you all?
Yes Clara we like you to some degree. Hell I wrote a parody for you!
Yo, Silente, what's going on?
Thank you.
*nods*
That's good to know. Thank you. Just checking. I feel better now. Thank you, very much.
*leaves the comment thread*
...Bye?
Going on? Well I set off a glitter bomb earlier..
*smiles at the memory*
How are you trip?
Bye then Clara!
Silente...are you going to do it again?
Bye Anni. It's good you feel better. *hugs*
I'm fine thank. You?
Not for a while. Stuff needs to happen first. More people need to be around and what not.
Fine!
*smiles at him returning to her usually bouncy manner*
And you have a factory now?
A what?
Well, there's black smoke arising from the forest over there, and you're unusually bouncy, so I deduced you have a secret factory. Either that or it's a forest fire.
*looks back at the smoke*
*glares at it am thinks*
*absently dusts herself off*
*turns back*
Isn't that the volcano?
No, the volcano is over there. *points at the towering volcano in the other direction* It's quite big, you can't really miss it.
*turns to look at the volcano*
Ah right. That where the volcano is.
*squeezes her palm hitting the hidden sigil there*
*back in the factory the workers arms begin burning as a message bombards Philips mind telling him the smoke is in the wrong place* *their pain continues*
*the smoke cuts off*
*sighs
(What's wrong zaf?)
What's up Zaf?
Wanna go and check out what it was?
Hello. I'm on my phone again so if I say something odd it's autocorrect. Examples of "odd" include herpes and a bottle of prostitutes. Which sound really weird when said together out of context.
*smiles knowing all he'll find if her looks will be solid, rocky ground*
Do we have to? That means walking miles..
Hey Dragona.
Heh. Yes they do.
Nah, I can fly us if you want?
*laughs*
Try not to do that again, Dragona. But if you do, it's okay. I'll be funny :)
*shrugs*
Sure then. So long as I don't have to walk.
*smiles at him her eye glittering*
**eyes
Where are you guys walking/flying/traveling to?
Yeah I guess
My phone's internet keeps young.
I might write some of my stodgy so end.
...
Where the mysterious smoke was coming from. Trip wants to check it out.
What smoke?
*looks around*
Nothing. I'm fine just thinking
... And it's done it already. *sighs and facephones* Please for gods sale phone justice swap.
Its gone now. It was over there
*points to the sky miles away from her oak tree*
He thinks it suspicious.
Ah dragona, I love your phone.
What were you actually trying to say/type?
All right, grab my hands.
Not too tightly though.
OK autocorrect thats it you've been pudding me off with this stupid blighted textbox which screwed with your digital thinking capabilities soso now you're being turned off.
*holds onto one of trips hands*
Its been pudding him off.
*laughs*
Pudding...
Coming Stalky?
Nah. Too far. I'll stay here.
Have fun!
I was supposed to say that my phones internet keeps going and I might write my story so wbd.
Then I was supposed to say for God's sake phone just stop.
After that ok autocorrect you've been pissing me off with this stupid blogger text box which screws with your digital thinking capabilities so you're being turned off.
Needless to say, your autocorrect hates you,
Well...autocorrect sure does weird things...
*energy coats them both, and lifts them into the air* Onwards! *they boost towards where the smoke was*
... I think autocorrect is still on. It jeeps correcting my typos automatically, but it just doesn't show it. SoSo I've gained nothing.
*rolls her eyes at trip grinning as they flew through the air*
*waves to them as they leave*
Have a safe trip! Don't die!
*nods* Further proof autocorrect hates you.
For a start it was funny accidentally telling my friend it was raining fats and sofas (extreme weather conditions) where I live but now this is getting annoying.
My keyboard keeps disappearing forcefeed some reason now.
*for.
Please autocorrect I need a break. :(
That last sentence was good.
I keep having to check my comments because autocorrect doesn't snow until I've posted them. It's so annoying. This comment could be saying a loaf of crap and I'd have no idea.
*timewarp! They are now on the ground*
*kneels down, inspecting the earth* This is even MORE suspicious!
Mmmhmmm yup dragona I see what you mean. A loaf of crap.
Trip, why is it suspicious? You've been living on earth for all of your life.
Smoke doesn't just materialize out of the earth, does it?
I didn't mean loaf. Or snow. *sighs*
*frowns at trip*
How is solid rock even more suspicious?
*looks closely at the ground*
There's nothing here...
*huggles star*
On a side not, I type in "h" and they are the first two words to appear
Anddddd that was what I was gonna say last night before my dad turned of the internet
*laughs* This is so funny.
*moves further away from trip looking around*
*in a flash pulls some sticks and San from a pocket*
*sprinkels it on the ground*
*moves away and leaves trip to find it*
... my name was just inadvertently mentioned, and then I appeared. Iseem to be doing tgat a lot lately
Actually smoke can travel through rocks with large pore spaces. But you're at a virginity oh no so the rocks there will be igneous so that can't happen.
**ash
... Shit. Volcano = virginity oh no? WTF?
...oh dear...
The volcano is the opposite side of the clearing dragona.
Dragona, your auto correct should do a stand up comedy act
I know that smoke can move through porous rock, but this rock is quite clearly not porous. And Silente, you didn't drop nearly enough material to generate that much smoke continuously.
I was trying to speak Geology and it ended up sounding horrible.
Just roll with it trip!
I think your phone is a little perverted Dragona.
Never! Where is your secret factory?
I think my phone is high on some sort of Coca-Cola.
I TYPED COCAINE PHONE DO AS YOU'RE TOLD
I look twelve years old! Why would I own a factory? How would I own a factory?
This should be fun. I just turned my auto correct on.
Let the fun begin
Silente, you could be a rice entrepreneur who owns a factory?
I gotta go now...I have to get my wisdom teeth pulled out. :( Bye...
Bye Amethyst! And..ouch.
Rich. I meant rich. You could have rice though too if you want.
Snow why sound you put yourself through this tortilla?
Torture.
Bye am a the state
*Amethyst
O.o
Oooh, bye.
Hey, looks mean nothing when you own a secret factory! It could be run by cherubs, or eternally young nymphs, and you could look like a sixty year old to them!
Bye Ameritech!
So, what's happening In blogland
And can I just point out, my auto correct has been trained to know what blogland is. :)
I have a secret factory it produces rigorous warts.
*robotic warriors wtf.
Guys I've done it.
I'm trying to work out if "rigorous warts" was what you meant to say...
Luciana what have you fondled?
... Seriously. Phone. I'm getting mad. They are in no way similar. *done
This is surprisingly hilarious.
My auto correct only sometimes changes things. And that's usually Mycroft to Mycroft.
Huzzah!
I'm not findingbthis funny. :P
*myself to Mycroft
I'm pretty sure my tablet is a Mycroft fangirl
I love Dragona's auttocorrect.
Editing.
Now I have to put it all together and see if it's okay...
Tomorrow though. I'm mentally drained from all the editing.
I, Mycroft, am finding this extremely funny.
No one should love my autocorrect it's helping on earth.
*myself
See what I Mean? Mycroft fangirl tablet
*hell. It was clearly trying to defend itself. IT WON'T WORK YOU'VE RUINED MY KNIFE ALREADY AUTOCORRECT!
Silente ran away.
Also: Luciana congratulations on finishing the fittings. :)
EDITING
Yeah luc, good job!
I'm going to gogo now. Maybe crawl into a whale and die because autocorrect is ruining ever-growing that I want to writhe because it's a master ate and I don't hit it. :(
*hole *everything *write *bastard *like
... I can't be bothered with this anymore.
See ya Dragon a
Buye!
Silente didn't run away. silentes tablet stopped working. Silente is now on her slow phone nd msd
I see.
Where were we?
I was asking you to tell me where your secret factory was.
You mean my none existant factory that your imagining?
No, the one that was venting smoke here that has promptly disappeared now I've come looking for it.
You have no proof of where that smoke came from! You are stood on solid rock! Where's the factory trip?
*spins arms flung out*
Point to it
*points down, and a moment later a beam of energy fires down at the ground, after which, blinding and deafening explosion occurs*
Trip!
*her face turns murderous*
*presses a hand to her stomach and one to her neck*
*shield spring up protecting the factory while invisibility spheres are activated to hide it*
life is shitty a lot of the time
*hits the sheild*
Ow...
Hm, the same rock? But that should have been destroyed by the laser. *eyes Silente*
Own up, and show me around, and I won't tell anyone.
Yeah, but also great, it just depends on what you focus on.
or what happens
Aye, that too. But in every pile of shit, no matter how big, there's a diamond. Maybe only a tiny one, but that diamond is what counts.
not in this pile, apparently. believe me, i've tried searching.
Maybe it's microscopic.
*begins circling trip*
No one eve asks about who you were before your turned. They figure, who ever you were then your not now. But that's not strictly true. You see when I was a lass I loved working with sigils. And, as it works out I still do. I can still work them as well.
*sigils all around flare to life*
In fact, I've come to master them. I'm amazing with them. Now, hold sti.ll You feel a light pinch but you'll be fine. Howeouver you'll uhave no memoryof this place. Ta raa.
*reaches for a sigil on her elbow*
*slams palm out, and a purple shockwave flies at Silente as energy coats Trip. He flies up, firing lasers at Silente and the shield*
IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THIS WAY!
*dodges the beams being shot at her*
Enough!
*smashes her palms together*
*they glow red with power*
*hits her elbow activating the sigil there*
*a bright light floods the area coating trip and me*
*the light wipes trips mind and knocks him out*
Nice try trip. Maybe some other time.
*carries trip back to the clearing*
*hits the sigil on her right palm sending a message to Philip about fixing the damage*
*smiles and leaves*
Gtg bye!
Bye!
Hello?
Hello!
Uh, hi?
Nobody?
*doesn't sit on a non-existent park bench in the non-existent rain, not crying non-existent tears*
And nobody is on?
Still?
OK, I think I'm going to get a non-existent cold from all this not-sitting in the non-existent rain.
I'm here but distant and there doesnt seem to be much happening at the moment anyway :/
Hello, Matex! If you're still on, that is...
Which you're probably not...
:/
Mr. Landy,
You're a mad bloody genius,
and your books are just beyond words any possible munchkin alien can ever create to describe the pure epicness of it,
and you certainly haven't disappointed us with the announcement of this book's title,
but for the love of god, DON'T TEAR OUR SOULS TOO MUCH PLEASE!! T.T
... hello?
Hi emerald and lucy!
Hey Matex!
HELLO!
OH GOSH DRAGONA'S AUTOCORRECT. *dying*
#ChaseForBookNine
OKAY -
Me: *dashes downstairs thinking I NEED A LITTLE PERSON*
*finds sister in kitchen* A3 or A4!?
Sister: A4.
Me: Why?
Her: I don't know, you didn't tell me what you're using it for.
Me: Artwork.
Her: Oh. A4.
Me: Why?
Her: Because it's smaller and will take less time.
Me: -_-
*starts walking out of the kitchen*
Her: *calls after me* Plus your pens and pencils won't run out!
Me: THEY'LL RUN OUT ANYWAY!
*finds brother in living room* A3 or A4?
Him: A3.
Me: Why?
Him: Because it's bigger.
Me: Oh.
*starts walking up the stairs* YOU TWO ARE BOTH RUBBISH.
Dad: *calls after me* A4!
Me: Why?!
Him: Because it's smaller!
Me: -_-
Anyway.
Yeah.
SO -
A3 or A4?
#ChaseForBookNine
OKAY
MY SISTER CALLED ME BACK DOWNSTAIRS AND GAVE ME A FEW VALID REASONS FOR BOTH ARGUMENTS
BUT IDK
#ChaseForBookNine
I THINK MAYBE A3 WOULD BE BEST, ACTUALLY. :/
If it doubt, always give yourself more room rather than trying to cramp yourself up, yes?
#ChaseForBookNine
*disappears for an hour* *comes back* *refreshes page* *nods at the amount of people online :P*
#ChaseForBookNine
Hey Star, sorry, I've been here but no one else was so I was just kinda ghosting. How are you?
@Chi: Sorry, I'm distant . . . D:
I'm good! :) Doing word art, and it's fun.
How are you? :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Msd - wifi might go off. :(
#ChaseForBookNine
HI GUYSSS
http://iguah-daily.tumblr.com/post/82990299822/i-give-you-a-hamburger
Listen to this, and fear hamburgers for the rest of your life.
What does the octopus Say?
I GIVE YOU A HAMBURGER
Imma continue with my Delila-gone-missing RP from the other day if you don't mind, because until I finish it, I can't use her in anything else. :)
~DELILA~
*is sitting uncomfortably on the ground, tied to a tree*
*has been for over a week now*
*every morning, food appears, and even though she barely sleeps she never sees who brings it*
*she is hungry, and starting to hallucinate from lack of sleep*
*she is unsure if her powers are bound, but keeps trying to use them to contact Kestrel, Lonar, anyone*
~KESTREL~
*sitting at home, head in hands*
*she has almost given up searching*
*she has a pounding headache, as if someone were trying to psychically contact her, but whenever she brings down her barriers, there is no one there*
*and it doesn't feel like Delila's mind, anyway*
~DELILA~
*a man steps out of the shadows and she is not sure that she is real until he speaks*
The man: What is your name?
Delila: *weakly* You've kidnapped me *coughs* and you don't even know who I am?
The Man: We do. We want to make sure you do as well. What is your name?
Delila: *after a hesitation* Delila Arratay. What's yours, and where am I, and why am I here? *her voice rises in pitch as she struggles to conceal how close to hysteria she is becoming*
Sno-ow, are you still here?
Helloooo...?
Actually, you know what, I've just had a brilliant idea for this that I don't feel like RP-ing, so I'm gonna write it instead.
*wanders around Blogland looking for people*
Hi Flora! *waves*
How are you?
I'm good thank you :) how're you?
Ahh, sorry, need to go have lunch! byeeeeeee
Hello Flora :) Hey kes :)
Bye Flora!
Hi Chione! *waves* How're you?
Distant
Boom
I has to go, byee!
(I dedicate this page to bagels. Because bagels are cool.)
^ Ignore the ded, since Zaf got it :)
Lol Zaffy
I did? Oh I did
*closes eyes* just maybe ill be able to tune out mom's music after she stomped around all mornibg
I'm bored as hell. Help me... *collapses on the ground*
So am I and I just woke up
Yeah... *sigh*
Hey Dragona, are you bored too?
A little, actually. Why are you bored? ^^
...
It's just shy of 92k words.
That is terrifying.
I might add another chapter too...
How I know Luce comes on: my screen becomes tiny print and a pain to make normal
*laughs* Sorry~
God my mom just needs to go out already. She's been nagging me all damn morning. I want to go to my room and be left alone, I get 4 damn days off. I'd like to use them. No she has to come nag me that apprently my room isn't clean. Mmm it is and I'm not getting up and cleaning it again when there isn't anything else to clean. Nothing is on my floor besides the overflow of books that my parents still haven't bothered to get a new shelf for. When they get the stupid shelf maybe I'd have no books on the floor. I don't know what else she needs
If it isn't clean I'm done. I don't know what else she wants. I'm not a mind reader.
HELLO!
WORDARTWORDARTWORDART C:
Wbd.
#ChaseForBookNine
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