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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I was crying about Photo the other day, Annika.
Well, last week.
At school.
And my friend asked me if I was okay. XD
I spend so much of my life freaking out over various roleplay stuff and idek why. :P
I NEED A LIFE.
I never had one, though, so having Hunter and Ez in my head is really no great loss. That's what they tell me, anyway.
#ChaseForBookNine
*there’s a noise from outside*
*like a car pulling into the parking lot*
Photo: Ah!
*claps his hands together*
That’s Doctor! She’ll need plenty of time to get ready.
Gary: She’ll have plenty of time, don’t worry.
Photo: I’ll be out in the dining room, manning the guest book.
Gary: I’ll be rehearsing my dinnertime speech, I suppose.
Photo: Perfect.
*starts for the dining room*
Gary: . . . Hey, Photo?
Photo: Yeah?
Gary: Oz is getting married today.
Photo and Gary: *high-five*
Adra- I may not be totally BFF with you but I am trying my hardest to not get pissed off. I really am, so please just...if I say something nasty....I'm trying
Hi guys! I'm not late, am I? *looks flustered*
Okay, Flora! :)
@Adra: Hunter says maybe not, but it's rather fun. You should try it.
Ez is reminding him that he's meant to be nice to me.
Hunter says he isn't being mean to me at this moment, if you look at his words carefully, and he's drawing them out so she can look at this.
Ez says maybe he should get Star to do it in word art.
. . .
Great.
Crap.
Wait a moment.
Nah
@Kes: No! :)
Hi!
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: *standing by the door*
*with the guest-book in front of him, on a little table*
*walks through the door*
Photo!
*gives him a hug*
This place is beautiful. You’ve really outdone yourself.
Photo: Well, yeah.
*laughs*
*lets go of him*
In all honesty, Photo, thank you so much for everything you’ve done here. It looks amazing.
Photo: *bows*
It was my pleasure. You know how much I love color-coordination!
The tablecloths . . .
Photo: Yes?
They’re chartreuse.
Photo: Yeah they are.
*gently punches Photo’s shoulder*
*proceeds to the dressing room*
*shortly after, Trish follows*
Photo: Hey, Trish.
*smirks*
Is it nice being the lucky girl who gets to help change Doctor into her dress?
Trish: Shut up.
Photo: Ahem.
Sign the book.
Trish: *signs the guestbook*
Photo: *nods in satisfaction as Trish leaves the room*
*and other supervillains begin to arrive*
*some arriving in cars*
*others in helicopters*
*one riding a dragon*
*Photo just nods and smiles and greets each one by name*
*he knows them all*
*of course*
*waiters begin to mix with the crowd*
*carrying silver platters laden with nibbles*
*Photo surveys his kingdom, satisfied with the proceedings*
*but there are still plenty of Blogland guests yet to arrive*
*so he stands by the guestbook*
*and waits for them*
*sees Photo waiting by the guestbook*
*hurries over, insofar as one can hurry in heels and a dress*
[Twirls in, hoping her dress isn't too obnoxious, but not really caring that much]
*Follows quietly after Effie, carrying Cara in her arms, and the tiny human has a lavender dress on, but is snoozing*
Photo: *beams*
Welcome to the wedding, Ms. LeStarre and Ms. Effie! And might I say, you both look ravishing.
*taps the book*
If you'd kindly sign the book, you'll be free to go in.
*loves Effie's dress*
*would be wearing one but is incapable of changing profile pic on my NEW PHONE so, yeah*
(I'm really confused what's going on?)
*comes in with Javier and my family*
Why, thank you, Photo! The same to you! *smiles*
*signs guestbook with a flourish*
Photo: *clasp hands together and gasps*
What an adorable baby girl! Oh my goodness, she's the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life! Except for you, of course.
*winks at Adra*
Sign the book, if you will. Your darling daughter needn't sign, of course.
((L, it's the prelude to the Osmosis wedding!))
Lu, Annika is rping the wedding of two of her characters, which is happening now. I'm sure you're more than welcome to join in.
Photo: Ah, Javier and Zafira! We were expecting you, of course, and your lovely family. Sign the book please, and, if I may say so, Javier is a lucky, lucky man to have you, my dear.
*Adra signs with a flourish and winks at Photo before filing in*
I'm being discussed?
Adra, have I congratulated you yet? If not, congratulations *nods to Cara* She's adorable :)
FLAME *hugs*
[Effie signs in, then looks up at Photo, squinting slightly]
You look different... Huh.
*sits in the corner watching silently from the shadows*
*walks in, at Blake's arm*
Thank you, Kestrel *Smiles, and looks down- Cara has a tiny hand out, her fingers making a fist over and over, reaching towards Kessie's hair*
*Rises out of a shadow wearing a dark suit and tie with a blood red shirt*
I do hope I'm not late
Photo: *waves a hand airily*
Different, madame? Hardly.
Unless you like different, of course.
*wink wink*
*bends down so that Cara can play with my hair*
*grins*
I love babies.
Photo: *gasps*
*clutches his chest*
My dear, your dress is, quite simply, the most magnificent dress I have seen at the wedding thus far. You look beautiful. Ravishing. Magnifique, if you will. And Blake, your style is impeccable. Please, do sign the book, and then you may proceed to mingle with the other guests.
I DREW HUNTER'S WORDS! :)
Okay.
Wait a minute.
#ChaseForBookNine
(Comments are coming in fast,
please bear with me if I'm slow.)
Oscar Neurotic: *steps through the doors*
*wearing an immaculate suit*
*no tie, but there’s a chartreuse handkerchief in his pocket*
*he smiles shakily*
Hey, Finish.
Photo: Nervous?
Oscar: A bit.
Photo: You’ll be fine.
*grins*
Try to have fun. Mingle! Talk to people! They are your guests, after all.
Oscar: *nods distantly*
Of course, right.
*begins to mingle with the crowd*
*poofs into existence*
*eats a page from the guest book*
*runs away*
ADRA DEAR *HUGS*
HOW ARE YOU???
*walks towards the entrance, cocking his head as he sees Mr. Finish*
*shrugs*
Photo: *frowns*
. . . Well, scientists say bite marks are as distinctive as a signature, I suppose . . .
*Corrects Kes* Tiny humans, I prefer.
*Cara holds onto Kess's hair, yawning a little, then falls asleep again*
*Kisses Cara's forehead* Don't worry, darling, weddings usually only take about twenty minutes.
*Signs his name under Chio's*
So what should we do while waiting?
*Takes her arm again*
Well then.
[She walks in, careful not to trip over her dress]
[Because she isn't actually wearing heels]
[It's an illusion]
I'm alright, yourself, Flame? :)
Photo: *returns to his book-keeping duties*
*notices Sir*
Ah, Sir Reingington! Welcome to the wedding. If you'll just sign here . . .
*Adra isn't wearing heels, because they wouldn't do much for her overall height*
Hunter: Crap.
We're late.
*walks up to the church, quickly, talking long strides* I TOLD you - well, I didn't, but -
Ez: *scurrying to keep up* *looking smug*
Hunter: *stops* *look at her* Ez, I love you.
Ez: I know.
Hunter: OKAY.
WE'RE NOT LATE.
But let's still walk quickly. Takes less time.
Ez: *sighs* *continues struggling to keep up*
#ChaseForBookNine
Ah, of course, Adra. My apologies.
DISTANT AND MSD I'M SORRY
*Blake isn't wearing heels cause that'd be straight up strange*
[Effie likes how heels look, but she is not willing to sacrifice the ability to walk]
[She can be rather clumsy at times]
Oscar: *drifting from person to person*
*saying hullo*
*complimenting dresses*
*and other such things*
Photo: *notices Hunter and Ez*
*smiles*
Fashionably late is nothing to be ashamed of, sir and madame! Please, do sign the book.
*nods, and signs the book*
Thank you kindly, Mr. Finish.
*walks inside*
Hunter and Ez: *enter*
Hunter: WE HAVE ENTERED.
Ez: Well, NO.
*walks up to guest book* I assume we sign here?
Hunter: No, we sign the floor.
Ez: Well, there are names on the floor.
Hunter: *looks down* No, that's for the other wedding.
Ez: Ah, yes.
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs Kes if she goes*
-
*Adra parts from Kes, and quietly retreats to a seat apart from the crowd, so not to overwhelm her daughter if she wakes up*
*Yawns a bit in tandem with Cara*
*Holds her daughter's tiny hand, stroking it with her thumb*
*waves to Oscar*
My most sincere congratulations on your upcoming wedding!
*moves to the wedding*
Ez: *nods* *signs book* *tosses pen at Hunter*
Hunter: WE'RE NOT LATE.
We were, but we're not.
Ez: Sign.
Hunter: *signs himself as not late*
Ez: *rolls eyes*
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: Please do, sir and madame. Sign the book, not the floor.
*smiles at Blake and kisses his cheek* You look great.
*stands next to him with a short white dress and a light blue cardigan and small white heels*
Oscar: *waves to Kestrel* Quite so, miss, thank you so much!
*moves over to the wall*
Your baby is beautiful, Adra.
[Effie has a basket of roses that she made chartreuse just for the occasion]
[She wonders if there's anywhere appropriate to put them]
[The decorations already look pretty good]
[Maybe she shouldn't have brought them]
[Oops]
*moves over to stand by a wall, watching everyone*
*Glances up and smiles faintly at Oscar* Thank you, darling- her name is Cara. Good luck, by the way.
*Smiles a little and takes Chio's hand in his own*
Never as good as you. Do you want to find a seat now? Might be hard later
Ez: *elbows Hunter before he can make some comment about how maybe the other wedding is better than this one and drags him over to . . .* Where are we sitting?
Hunter: *unhelpfully* Somewhere.
Ez: Somewhere sounds good.
*crap, they're standing there awkwardly now* *that looks awkward*
#ChaseForBookNine
Oscar: *approaches Effie*
*smiles*
Thank you for coming, miss! Your dress is lovely, and even matches the decor!
*leans in and whispers*
You may want to just carry the roses, though. Everything in this room has been calculated to be perfectly symmetrical, for the sake of the best man. You understand.
*MEANWHILE*
*IN THE BRIDE’S DRESSING ROOM*
*looks at herself in the surrounding mirrors*
. . .
*the door opens*
Trish: I’m back.
Oh, thank God.
Trish: *gives her a hot cup of tea*
Thank you.
*takes the cup*
*sips tea*
Thank you so much.
Trish: You look great. Just the make-up left, now.
*goes to check the brown paper bag*
*waits till Trish’s back is turned*
*pours a shot of whiskey into the teacup*
Trish: . . . here it is!
*turns back*
*sips tea innocently*
Yes, yes thank you for the tea. It’s doing a lot to settle my nerves.
*waves to Hunter and Ez*
There're a couple of open seats over here, if you'd like to join me! *sits*
Yes, that would be a sensible idea. *follows Blake into the main part of the Church and sits down*
Oscar: *whirlwinds past Hunter and Ez*
Sit wherever you like! That's what the chairs are for,
and there's food, and waiters, absolutely everywhere.
Help yourself! The food is splendid.
Hunter: Cool. *heads over to Kes* Thanks.
Hunter and Ez: *sit down, looking around for things like exits and dangers* *lots of dangers in this crowd, unfortunately* *it is a supervillain wedding*
Hunter: So how are you, Kes?
#ChaseForBookNine
*Grabs a bit of.... something off a waiter's tray and takes a bite*
This is pretty good, want some?
*Holds it out to Chio*
FLAME SAYS HE'S GONE BECAUSE HE'S LEFT THE TRAIN NOW OR SOMETHING IDK
Oscar: *skids to a step next to Photo*
*hisses* Where are they?
Photo: *mutters* They'll be here any minute now.
((Star I feel like that "supervillain" comment included me <.<))
*stop
((Star: @Mushroom: OKAY. :/))
Ez: *doesn't trust unusual food*
Hunter: *doesn't either, but is fine taking a risk*
#ChaseForBookNine
*is mildly surprise that Hunter asked*
Quite well, and yourself?
*quietly sits down*
*watches the crowd mingle and mix*
*the door busts open*
Femme Fatale: Hullo, Oz.
Crazy Frenchman: And vere is ze beautiful bride?
Photo: Ah, you made it in time! Good! We were getting worried!
Femme: I see the party's already started . . .
Oscar: Don't be absurd. The party don't start till you walk in.
Femme: Of course.
Frenchman: Of course!
*they vanish into the crowd*
((Star: @Blake: Actually, I just meant that, you know, one of the people getting married is a supervillain. He has supervillain friends. :P
We're Precocious's friends. We'll just be drunks and cowards. That's fine. XD
Hunter and Ez: *can't be drunks, so are probably cowards, but that's fine; cowardice keeps you alive*))
#ChaseForBookNine
*flags a waiter*
*takes a penguin canapé from the tray*
Thank you.
*MEANWHILE*
*BACK IN THE DRESSING ROOM*
Trish: *digging through the make-up bag*
Dear Lord . . . you’ve got a lot of make-up options.
Huh . . . that’s weird.
What is?
Trish: *holds up a silver tube*
You’ve go six dozen colors of eye shadow . . .
I know.
*sighs affectionately*
Photo gave me everything he had, when he . . .
*the smile fades*
You know, when he cleaned out his closet.
Trish: No, it’s not that. You have six dozen colors of eye shadow, but only one stick of lipstick.
Hm?
*takes the lipstick from Trish*
*it feels faintly warm in her hand*
*uncaps it*
. . . Wow.
Trish: I know, right?
This is a really nice shade.
Trish: I mean, Photo has a freaking . . . oh.
Why, yes, I suppose it IS a lovely shade . . .
*warily takes a cube of cheese*
*She doesn't say anything and doesn't attract attention to herself, just deciding to watch everyone else*
*Plays with Cara's dark, silky tuft of hair before Cara grabs her finger, holding on to it*
Oscar: *spins past Dragona*
Enjoying yourself, I hope? Mingle!
*spins past Chione and Blake*
Glad to see the happy couple made it!
*spins past Adra*
That baby is too cute!
*skids to a halt*
*a little dizzy*
*isnt dead yet, so assumes the food is safe*
*goes off in search of more*
Yes, I guess... *takes one of what Blake had*
Mmm, that is actually really good *laughs*
((Star: CRAP. D:))
Hunter: @Kes: I'm okay. I think. *eyes move to Ez*
Ez, am I okay?
Ez: *sighs* You're okay.
Hunter: *grins* Oh good.
Being okay is good.
#ChaseForBookNine
*Chuckles a little as Oscar whizzes by*
He should really calm down, won't do to have him pass out in the middle of the vows.
Oscar: Indeed I am. *takes another cube of cheese*
*rushes up to Oscar*
Hey, are you ok?, you should stop rushing around everywhere, it's your wedding day, calm down. Take a deep breath, sit down and talk to someone for a little while. You must be nervous.
Photo: *flipping through the guest book*
It seems like nearly all the guests are here . . . hmm . . .
Oscar: *drains a glass of champagne*
*leaves it on the tray of a passing waiter*
*smooths back his hair*
*and dives into the fray once again*
Hunter, okay /is/ good, last time I checked. How 'bout you, Ez?
((CRAP I HAVE TO GO JUST PRETEND I'M HERE OKAY BYE))
Oscar: *bumps into Chione*
*bobs his head*
Thank you for the concern, Chione, but I'm quite alright, I . . .
*runs off again to greet Dr. Disruptive and the Dark Angler, who have just walked in*
*Dr. Disruptive xD*
((Star: OKAY KES.
*smacks characters to stop them trying to bend reality*
*gets smacked back, harder, twice*
*mutters and hides*))
Ez: I'm okay.
Hunter: *starts playing with -*
Ez: Hunter, get off my hair, I've just done it. *pulls it away from him*
Hunter: :(
#ChaseForBookNine
*looks after Oscar with a worried expression then sits back beside Blake*
Christopher: *wanders over by Cara* Baby! There a baby! *eyes widen in excitment* (age 3)
Photo: That is, I believe . . . all the guests.
*looks up to see if there are any last-minute arrivals*
Of course, of course.
[She shoves the roses into her briefcase, which is currently invisible, as it doesn't match her dress]
[So that must look somewhat odd]
((Sorry for distance. D: D:D:))
((Ioux was supposed to be here, but I can leave him out if it makes your plans easier))
((Star: It's okay, Lantern. :)
Hunter: Ooh, Star, who are you talking to? *looks interested* I don't believe I've met them.
Ez: *facepalm*))
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: *shuts the guest book*
*and*
*with great finality*
*shuts the huge double-doors into the chapel*
*runes blaze into being in the wood*
*and the doors hum with magic*
*Puts an arm around Chio's waist and waits patiently for the ceremony to begin*
(Whatever you like, Effie. As long as no one tries to god-mod the main course of events this evening will contain, everyone is at liberty to do whatever they like.)
Ez and Hunter: *jump at the doors and stiffen, Hunter's eyes going blue and Ez's eyes doing the normal equivalent*
Hunter: Well.
Supervillain wedding.
Ez: *nods, biting her lip*
#ChaseForBookNine
*looks warily at the runes*
What's with all the magic..?
*rests her head on his shoulder*
Gary: *wanders in from the halls*
*shuffling papers in his hands*
*mumbles* Ten minutes . . .
Ten minutes before it starts . . .
((Hunter: *suddenly has the urge to god-mod*
Star: *glares at him*
Hunter: *glares back*))
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: *taps the doors with his knuckles*
This, Mr. Soul, is Evil League of Evil security. We are, after all, at a supervillain wedding, and with that come dangers. People can get out, but nobody's getting in, now.
*whispers into Blake's ear* We'll all be fine. No one can take all of us at the same time. I have you, i'll be safe *smiles*
It will be a shame for the wedding though.
*just watches silently, observing everything*
*reappears for an unspecified but very brief amount of time*
*still MSD and wbd*
*Relaxes slightly*
As long as it's defensive and we can get out...
*Pulls Chio a little closer regardless*
((Alrighty. Would the runes stop anyone else from entering? Because if so, Ioux will probably not be here,))
Hunter: *suddenly standing behind Photo* So how do we get out?
Hypothetically, you understand.
Well, I hope you understand.
#ChaseForBookNine
((Star: Okay, Kes. :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
((Sorry my comments are late.))
((I'll assume Ioux can't get in, then.))
*returns to her seat by Ez and Hunter*
We're here to see our friends get married, calm down alright?
*plays with his hair with one hand and holds his with her other*
Photo: *pats Hunter's shoulder*
Anyone who wants to can get out! But you won't be getting back in without . . . well . . .
*draws a finger across his throat*
(I apologize for the very slow comments on my part. The comments are coming fast, and my internet is not the finest.)
*watches the Evil League of Evil*
Gary: *abruptly stops walking*
*scans the room*
*his eyes land on every single woman in the room*
*before he nervously shrinks back toward the wall and starts fussing with his best man speech*
Ez: *smiles briefly at Kes* *watching Hunter*
Hunter: What if there's unconscious and they don't want to get out, due to them being unconscious, but they have to get out because they need fresh air?
Ez: *shaking her head, trying to catch Hunter's eye*
#ChaseForBookNine
((Annika, it's fine. We understand. You're doing Gary, Photo, Oscar, Precocious and Trish, we understand))
*Notices Gary looking at Chio*
*Gives him the deadliest glare he can muster*
*they're
((Hunter: Sorry, Star's typing is the worst.))
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: *weaves his way through the crowd*
*grabbing an our-devours on the way*
*bumps into Oscar*
Hey, it's going to start in just a couple minutes. You okay?
Oscar: Yeah . . .
Photo: Good.
*claps him on the shoulder*
*disappears into the crowd*
(Its okay Anni I'm on my phone :P)
*keeps Olivia close* Misbehave and I'll take the gerbils away and they'll stay in my room
Olivia: *goes red*
Alexis: Aro you look confused
Aro: I have not been to a wedding.
*stares at Hunter*
Hopefully someone would be courteous enough to help them escape, we're something that unfortunate to happen...
Gary: *makes a it's-not-what-you-think-I-swear gesture at Blake while blushing furiously*
*goes up to the nearest Evil League of Evil guy and absorbs their memories - then wipes their mind of having their minds read*
[Sits nervously in a corner, flickering in and out of mostly-invisibility]
Hunter: *gives Kes a 'maybe, but' look*
Ez: *translates his expression for her* Maybe, but . . .
#ChaseForBookNine
Mr. Terrible: *blinks*
Eh? What? I feel so weird, suddenly.
*faints*
Dr. Strangelike: *shakes head and tuts*
Poor man, never could deal with memory wipes.
*Huffs a little and kisses Chio*
*Whispers to her* Oscar doesn't look so good eh?
Hunter: *raises his eyebrows at Effie, as in, 'woah, that's cool'* *looks at Ez and jerks a thumb at Effie*
Ez: *nods* *smiles*
#ChaseForBookNine
Oscar: *sidles up next to Gary*
*whispers something*
*he looks faintly green*
Gary: *stands up*
*taps a glass with a spoon*
Hullo?
HULLO?
If I might have everyone’s attention, please? We will be moving the chairs into position for the ceremony, now, after which we’ll be having a delicious dinner.
Photo: *claps hands*
Oh good, it’s starting. If you’ll excuse me . . .
*begins moving the chairs*
Oscar: *takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
Oh God . . .
Oscar and Gary: *leave the room*
[Ioux arrives at the doors]
[He would have been here sooner, had he not been dead]
[He hadn't accounted for the horrible things the afterlife can do to one's appearance]
[The doors are locked now]
[He could find another way in if he tried hard enough, perhaps, but maybe...]
[He'd blackmailed the right people and made a deal that he'd go right back to being dead after attending the wedding]
[He'd never planned to stick to the deal, of course, but still, now he has an excuse: No wedding, no being dead]
[That will have to do]
[He leaves a large package outside. It contains a blender. It was the best wedding gift idea he could come up with]
*whispers back* It looks like he's going to faint, poor guy, hopefully we won't be so stressed at our wedding.
*Tightens her grip on his hand and smiles at him*
Hunter: *looks at moving charis* Left.
*teleports back to Ez and Kes (hey, that rhymes)*
Guess we'll have to just not fall unconscious.
#ChaseForBookNine
Leigh-Anne Pinnock is absolutely perfect and I cannot believe I'll be seeing her live in less than three months.
Photo: Alright, all!
*claps hands*
*waiters and waitresses at once star moving chairs into place*
Photo: Once the chairs are in place, we ask that everyone get settled . . .
((Star: YAY! NO BEING DEAD! :)
*grins happily*))
#ChaseForBookNine
MARALIEEEEEEEEE
*start
[Makes a face at Hunter and Ez]
[Grins]
[Disappears]
[Except her shadow is still there, if you look for it]
((MARALILY. :D LEIGH-ANNE IS AMAZINGFUL, [nods] ))
((Star: @Mara: YAY! :)))
Hunter: *looks at Ez* We should get married. It would be fun.
Ez: *looks at him* HUNTER.
Hunter: ?
Ez: We're trying to get people NOT to ship us.
Hunter: Well, if we were married, they wouldn't need to. Shipping us to get us to do what?
Ez: *laughs* Let's not get married.
Hunter: We can start getting married and abandon each other at the alter . . . ?
Ez: That sounds like a load of work for no reason.
Hunter: Why do we ever do work anyway?
Ez: *shrugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
*the chairs are successfully lined up, in orderly rows*
*one one side of the aisle, the supervillains take their seats*
*on the other side, Photo elegantly gestures for the Bloglanders to sit*
*Sits stubbornly in his chair and is moved with it*
*on
*draws a silenced pistol and keeps it in his hand, just in case the Evil League of Evil do anything*
[A voice from right behind them]
You should get married. It'd be awesome!
*sits down, hiding his pistol from view*
(I should mention that, while security is tight, it would be next to impossible to separate most of these supervillains from their weapons. So weapons are, in fact, permitted in the chapel. Use of them, however, is assuredly not.)
Hunter: *sees Effie* *eyes go grey in surprise, then go purple with admiration*
Damn.
She's cool.
Ez: Marry her, then.
Hunter: *hits her on the shoulder* *watching Effie, in case she reappears*
#ChaseForBookNine
*shakes her head at Blake but can't help laughing*
*sits beside him again*
Idiot...
*She still sits by the door, in the event that she needs to get out with Cara- which, knowing Oscar, will happen*
*She hopes Oscar and Precocious enjoy their wedding gifts of Philosopher's stones*
*However, she can guess that they'll be dead by the end of the day, so perhaps she should have delivered them earlier*
Ez: *jumps, frowning uneasily*
Hunter: *agrees with voice* Yeah, we should!
Hi. You're cool.
Ez: *drags Hunter over to a chair so they can sit down*
#ChaseForBookNine
*Shadows flicker around him*
That's quite alight, most of us over here are weapons.
Alight? *spontaneously combusts*
((All right* -.-))
Photo: *stands at the front of the aisle*
Is everyone sitting down?
*looks around*
*one or two people are still getting to their seats*
*they sit*
Photo: Are we good? Good.
Are you ready!?
Father Volant, dark priest of Morgoth: *sticks his head out of a side door*
Honestly, Finish, this is not a monster truck rally.
Photo: *looks a little ashamed*
Yes, sir.
[Effie laughs and sits a row back from Hunter and Ez]
*surprise hugs* oh, you guys :)
Photo: *takes his seat with the rest of the guests*
*with the supervillains, not the Bloglanders*
*in the back of the room, a supervillain named Calgori begins playing the piano for the ceremony*
*it sounds very strange, as one of his arms, is, after all, a talon*
Hello Luci, Star, Fabi :) *hugs*
Well, Leigh just commented on my friend's picture saying to her "you guys are so sweet... so proud to have so many loyal mixers by our side... i love you :)" when she posted a picture saying how much she loves Leigh-Anne and how she has helped her through depression.
:)
*moves closer to the supervillains*
*waves back at Effie* :)
((Star: Hey Tia! :) *points to Osmosis wedding*))
#ChaseForBookNine
Ah, late once again. Nothing Chronomancy won't fix.
*smiles and walks in 30 minutes earlier*
*hugs Mars*
*Father Volant enters through a side door, accompanied by Oscar and Gary*
*they take their places by the alter*
*then the doors open*
*and bridesmaids and groomsmen begin to enter*
*first comes Dr. Disruptive, with the Dark Angler on his arm*
*followed by Crazy Frenchman and Femme Fatale*
*lastly, comes the flower girl*
*a supervillain’s daughter, named Cruella Darkkon*
*she’s cute*
*she even has a little chartreuse ribbon on her bat wings*
*finally, comes Doctor Precocious*
*she looks gorgeous*
*but the prettiest thing about her*
*is the perfect shade of pink*
*of her lipstick*
*she takes her place beside the alter*
*nobody is giving her away*
*but she seems alright with that*
Oscar: *looks very, very nervous*
Father Volant: Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to join Oscar Hiram Neurotic and Doctor Eliza Precocious in holy matrimony.
*greets Star*
Where do we sit?
Where do we stand?
Where is our final stand?
*Hunter:
((Star: ! :) *hugs Mara*
That's ace!!!! :)
Little Mix are perfect. :)))
#ChaseForBookNine
((<3<3<3 [hugs Mara]))
*sneaks up to Star and sits next to her*
*stares at beautiful Precocious*
((Star: I'm not here.
Hunter says you can sit anyway.
Hunter: WAIT A MINUTE.
*closes brackets*))
Hunter: Sit anywhere. *gestures to seats.
#ChaseForBooknien
*anywhere
Father Volant: The step which you are about to take is the most important into which human beings can come. It is a union of two people founded upon mutual respect and affection. Your lives will change, your responsibilities will increase, but your joy will be multiplied if you are sincere and earnest with your pledge to one another.
Oscar: *nods distantly*
Father Volant: Mr. Neurotic, do you take this woman to be your wedded wife, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, and forsaking all others . . .
Gary: *muffled chuckle*
Oscar: *gives Gary an annoyed look*
Father Volant: . . . keep you only unto her, for so long as you both shall live?
Oscar: I do.
*whispers to Hunter* I missed the wedding rehearsals, should I travel back to see them?
*whispers to the supervillains*
Evil League of Evil. The name of your organisation says evil too many times, perhaps compensating for a lack of evil schemes or unoriginal plots. The fact that you are currently being used makeshift security for this wedding also backs this observation, instead of in your lair trying to rule the world. Of course, that would not necessarily make you evil. However, it would make you more "bad", instead of "slightly grouchy" that I have seen so far in your behaviour.
((Star: I DEDICATE THE PAGE TO OSMOSIS!
Hunter: AND TO TOASTERS!
Star: NO.
MY PAGE.
Hunter: I GOT FIRST TOO.
TOASTERS.
Toastmosis?
Ez: You can't ship a ship with something, it's already a ship.
Hunter: I can try.
Hey.
Osmosis on toast!
Ez: How do you think that would taste?
Hunter: Probably a bit clean. *laughs*
No offense.
Ez: I thought you were meant to be polite at weddings?
Hunter: Screw polite.
Star: HEY.
GUYS.
STOP.
*posts comment*))
#ChaseForBookNine
[ships Osmosis]
[tries to refrain from screaming about it]
((XD Hear hear! Hunter and Ez and you are hilarious.))
Ssh, it's the best bit! *smiles*
Dr. Draconis: *glares at Dragona*
*whispers to his date* Can I shoot him?
The Fruitcake: *whispers* Not in public.
Father Volant: Ms. Precocious, do you take this man to be your wedded husband, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, and forsaking all others, keep you only unto him, so long as you both shall live?
*at once* I do.
Father Volant: Take hands and repeat after me: I, Oscar Neurotic, take you, Doctor Precocious, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.
Gary: *nods encouragingly at Oscar*
Oscar: *nervous* I, Oscar Neurotic, take you, Doctor Precocious, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.
Father Volant: I, Doctor Precocious, take you, Oscar Neurotic, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.
I, Doctor Precocious, take you, Oscar Neurotic, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.
((STAR: OHMYSGOSH! *freaks*
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!
:)
:)
C:
C:
*SHIPS*))
#ChaseForBookNine
Is it too late to clap?
*grinning*
Aro: *smiles*
*A shadow cone appears beside Dragona and steers her to a seat on the boglander's side*
Clone: Seriously? It's a wedding. Loosen up for once in your life.
*Fades back into nothingness*
*smiles up at Oscar and Precocious*
*whispers to Blake* She does look beautiful, doesn't she?
((Star: OSMOSIS
OSMOSIS
OSMOSIS
OSMOSIS
:D
:D
:D))
#ChaseForBookNine
Father Volant: Do you have a ring for the bride?
Gary: *digs into pocket*
*produces a ring in a ring box*
Oscar: *quietly thanks Gary*
*and takes the ring box*
Father Volant: Please place the ring on the bride's finger and say: With this ring, I thee wed.
Oscar: *places the ring on Precocious’s finger*
With this ring, I thee wed.
Father Volant: Is there a ring for the groom?
*nods quietly*
*looks over at the pews*
Femme Fatale: *steps up*
*presents the ring box*
Father Volant: Please place the ring on the groom's finger and say: With this ring I thee wed.
With this ring, I thee wed.
*keeps whispering* Again, your reaction to my observations have so far proved my hypothesis. A SUPERvillain would not need to ask if he could attempt to shoot someone. As I said, slightly grouchy and armed with a gun.
Hello people!
LEIGH-ANNE OMG
http://instagram.com/p/m-_rEJy9YM/
*sits back and watches the wedding*
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