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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You posted bits of it in your last ded, lucy :P but if you REALLY wanna know what i think then let me read it haha ;)
1. I'm not wasting my life chasing an impossible dream.
2. My writing sucks anyway; I'll never get anywhere.
3. Those were barely representative of all of my writing, Matex.
4. Editing sucks.
5. I'm not a creative person; I'm an academic. I was never meant to be a writer. I'll do something much more academic.
Now I'm going to be really distant if I even stay online at all; I have to revise.
I don't understand why the last book isn't titled And The Darkness Rained Upon Them
I mean, The Dying of The Light is saying that light is dying, leaving the darkness (Darquesse) (Val once confused darkness and Darquesse) (death) in its place.
However, DOTL is also saying that light is in the progress of dying, meaning that the dying of the Light can be stopped.
It's not as "final" as ATDRUT because in ATDRUT not only is the darkness (death) already in the process of killing them (whoever they may be,) the word "rained" emphasises that it has already happened, and the darkness had already rained upon them and killed them.
I AM A MISERABLE FAILURE.
*lies face-down in the dust*
*mumbles something about wanting Skittles*
Yeah @tia, agreed. ATDRUT would be a way better title
@lucy, only yesterday you were talking about being more than a one trick pony and how keen you were to get Imperfect published ._.
*gives Annika skittles*
*sits up*
*dusts self off*
*gratefully eats the Skittles*
So Annika, last night we were discussing the hotel prices?
The only thing worth knowing about me is that I'm fickle.
Anyone else like Pink Floyd? I don't know anyone else who loves them so I fangirl silently and alone over them. D;
*sighs*
*snaps fingers*
*The Midnight Hotel melts up from the ground*
*around Dragona and I*
*and solidifies into being*
*leaving us sitting in the lobby*
*returns to the desk*
*passes him the black binder*
Here are our rates. How many nights were you thinking of staying?
*claps hand over mouth*
*squeaks*
Pink . . . Floyd?
*looks over my shoulders*
*sneakily reaches into my coat*
*pulls out a Pink Floyd CD*
*nods solemnly*
Pink Floyd.
ANNIKAAAAA omg <3 ilu
*claps an arm around Luciana's shoulders*
I also was reading back in the comments, and read all your comments about your writing. I want you to know that I feel exactly the same way, and in fact, got my first rejection e-mail today, which is why I'm feeling like such a miserable failure in need of Skittles.
I would like a permanent room, Annika. I am willing to pay but as I said last night, I wish to remain anonymous. You claimed I would have to pay a small bribe. Would £10,000 be enough?
*huggles Annika* Skittles solve everything.
I might go get some Skittles actually...
*frowns*
A permanent room would be expensive, but doable. We have several permanent residents. And the bribe will be more than enough to cover being taken off the guest list. HOWEVER,
*raises a finger*
you may wish to think this through more carefully. Though I can keep you off the guest list, it likely won't be long before people notice you are a permanent resident of this hotel.
*nods*
Yes, Luciana, you should go get some Skittles. And while you're eating them, physically send me happy, Skittle-related thoughts.
*psychically
The organisation I work for is very wealthy. I will be able to cover any cost that you may want for the permanent room.
As for the other residents noticing me, it is of no concern taking into account my magical ability.
It's not an impossible dream. It would be impossible if you couldn't string sentences together. And it would be improbable if you were a terrible writer.
Your dream is both possible and probable.
And yes, editing sucks. I hate it because I get so angry with myself and hate my writing. I have times when I want to give up, but I don't because my dream is to be a author and I'm not going to give up on it just because I'm having a bad day, or a plot line is getting muddled, or because I just need to practice a bit more to refine my skills.
You're not the only one who hates their writing. People who are well known authors hate their writing sometimes. Everyone is too judgmental about themselves - we can't help it - we're only human.
But self-criticism can be a good thing - we just need to use it to our own advantages.
And haven't I said that I will always edit your work if you want it edited? You know from before that when I'm editing I will be harsh and tell you everything that's wrong. So obviously if all of it was truly terrible, I probably would have said something by now.
And Luce. You have an amazing imagination. Don't tell me you think that should just be thrown at the wayside? You are creative. Don't lose that.
I don't know whether you feel this way because something has happened, or whether you are just having a bad day. But I know that there are times that you think you're a good writer, and all I'm saying is don't listen to the voice that's telling you to give up because no one wants that. Go be an academic, but keep writing at the same time. That's what I plan to do. I'm going to get a job and keep writing in my spare time. Just don't give writing up all together.
Well then, Mr. Pine, I think we have a deal.
*offers hand to shake*
*shakes Annika's hand and then hands over the money, including the bribe*
Sorry, that took a while for me to write out :/
*hugs Annika*
Don't feel too bad - J.K.Rowling got rejected by 12 publishers
And they say that every new author gets rejected at least 6 or 7 times
*makes the money vanish in a cheap magician's slight-of-hand trick*
*returns to the check-in desk*
*ducks underneath it*
*comes back up with a copper key*
*it has the Greek letter Phi engraved on it*
Yours is Room 21. Enjoy your stay.
You are all so encouraging to Luce, it is amazing to see.
She needs it because she really is so talented at her writing.
I'm proud watching you all.
Thank you, Annika. *takes key*
Let's say, hypothetically of course, if I want to make a portal in Room 21. Would that be allowed?
I HAVE SKITTLES
Normal ones and Wild Berry ones!
I'm going to need skittles with all the revision I've got to do:I
Flora, thank you for trying, but I'm better at being an academic than anything else. Studying literature and language and philosophy is where I excel.
Absolutely not.
*shakes head*
Portal-creating would be highly dangerous in a constantly-moving structure like the Midnight Hotel. Not to mention I have no desire to re-live that incident with GLaDOS.
Should you wish to create portals, you will do it outside, on the lawn.
That is sensible.
Oh, and by the way.
*eyes glow blue and links minds with Annika, taking away any memory of his face and also stopping the memory of her memory being wiped from being absorbed into her mind*
I shall be going to my room.
*eyes go out of focus*
*return to focus*
Of course, sir.
*nods*
Let me know if you need anything.
*sits in swivel chair*
*and counts the money*
*and wonders why I have 10,000 extra pounds*
But the more you study those things the more you'll excel at writing, don't you see? You are only seventeen; you still have a lifetime ahead of you to refine your writing skill. Don't give up now because it's not everything you want it to be because that's impossible. No one ever reached their maximum writing ability at seventeen. Everyone keeps learning and enhancing, and it eventually starts to show. Like I said, there are times when I want to give up but I just look back at my old writing and think "No, I've improved, and I'm getting better at it" and I continue writing because that's what I want to do even if I takes me until I'm 90 to actually like what I write.
Even if you set aside your dream of writing as a living for now, please promise me that you will keep writing just as a hobby, without the intention of publication, just because you still love it.
Food brb.
I know I can get better, but I also know that I'll never be good enough.
I know that, no matter how hard I try, I won't be good enough. So I'll return to other things I love. Writing isn't everything.
I agree, sadly.
Okay, let's assume that you won't be good enough.
Who cares?
Write for you. Write because you love it. You have your imagination and your words. So put them together and write stories you want to read.
Turn your hand to other things too if you want. And if you really want to, forget about your dream as a writer for now. But keep it as a hobby because I know you're in love with writing, and you don't want to look back and regret it.
You can give up on your dream of writing for now if you really want, but there is no need to give up writing entirely.
Love fades. Mine has.
I feel like our society has told us that our only purpose is to make a living, and if you can't make a living off it, then don't do it.
I do not believe that.
I believe that our purpose is to make the world a little bit better. And creating things, be it by writing, or drawing, or filming, or editing, or cooking, of creating, or making good art, will do more to make the world better than your nine-to-five put-food-on-the-table job.
Those jobs are necessary for us to survive.
They are not necessary for us to live.
So keep creating. Never stop. Ever.
You don't have to make a living off writing to be a writer. That's simply not how it works. If writing is your passion, then no number of rejection letters will keep you from writing, and that is the truth.
If you give up writing, and turn away from your passions, you will live a comfortable life, with enough food on the table, and a nine-to-five job that gets you by, and you will me normal.
But you won't be happy.
*be
Ashton Irwin :(
That's exactly how I feel Annika. Well said.
But, Luce, I have to say: fine. I feel terrible saying it, but I give up. I've told you why you should keep writing, even if only little bit, and you won't listen. So I'm giving up. Because obviously I'm not going to get anywhere.
If you do start to change your mind, my comments will always be here for you to read and consider. But for now I don't see any point in wasting my time and effort because you've obviously reached a resolution - one which I hope you change.
So I'm going now. I'm hear if you want to talk, you know that. But right now I'm going to go write. Because even though I hate my writing, so much I can't even begin to explain, I'm still going to strive for my dream, even if it seems damn near impossible.
Bye everyone.
(Sorry if I ruin the tone of the conversation)
Hey Maralie~
I want to watch VA again so badlyyyyyy. It's so good. Can't wait for the DVD!
I told you I don't want to write anymore. Why can't people accept that I'm an autonomous being capable of making her own decisions?! It's ridiculous. I'm allowed to stop liking something! I used to be phenomenal at science, then I got bored of it. I used to be fantastic with maths, then I got bored. I used to be pretty good at writing and I wanted to be an author, now I don't. It's over. I'm allowed to change my mind. It doesn't affect any of you. It's my writing. My choices.
I'm not an idiot. I know there are good parts to it, but I'm done with it. That part of my life is over. Why can nobody understand that?!
Because this is you Luce. You do this. You have days where you hate writing and you feel down. And for a while we all believe that maybe you really do want to give up. But all you need, every single time, is someone to remind you of why you started to love it in the first place. Someone to give you a little push, and then you get back to doing what you love.
And I'm your friend, Luce. I'm do this because I care, and I don't want to see you upset and angry and annoyed over something I know you are good at.
It's not that I don't understand, it's because I know you.
Back.
Just totally saw a Mass Effect 3 poster in the background of the comic book store in The Big Bang Theory. Which makes no sense, because they'd be more likely to have a Mass Effect comic poster rather one from the actual game itself, but it's still pretty cool.
Quick! What can I do that's exciting?
#ChaseForBook9
Aretha... uh... um...
You could climb a tree?
Hey Death! How are you?
Aretha... uh... um...
You could climb a tree?
Hey Death! How are you?
How on earth...
A blog I DON'T use any more has got more views in the past week than the ones I do. That's horrible.
Then again, my blog does have 310 posts, 62 followers and 2718 posted comments, but yeah.
I'm too cold right now. I'm too cold to shake... It's probably the feeling of your heart quaking, shivering and slowly dying while it sits in your chest and tries not to fall apart.
*huggles Death* Are you okay, babe? <3
No. Not in the slightest.
What's wrong...? <3
[flies in]
[gives Deathy a hug and a purple carrot]
((Very unlikely I will be able to stay for long))
Everything. I'm stuck in a foreign county with my school friends who are giving me shit.
[hugs again]
I'm sorry to hear that...
They're just jealous of your awesomeness or something. [nods]
It'll be over eventually, though, and you'll be able to get away from them.
Young Singer Ashton Irwin has been trending on Twitter with messages of both love and hate. The message of love was #keepsmilingashtonweloveyou, the other, a message of hate, #keepcuttingashtonyourtrash. This young drummer of the Australian group 5 Seconds of Summer has a dark past that included cutting his wrists. He has since stopped the cutting, much to his fans relief, and wears many bracelets to hide the scars. He now draws butterflies on the scars of his fans to show them they are beautiful, and that they too can overcome this dangerous affliction. The fans are so intense, and their support is so great that they are trending on Twitter with their hash tag and outpouring of love. One fan even pulled the ” just kiss me on the cheek” routine and quickly changed it up to get a kiss on the lips from the 19-year-old heart-throb.
The hate hash tag popped up yesterday and Ashton responded with “Be with us, or against us, don’t like what we are doing, it’s fine, this is the real s###, all for the fans, don’t dare tell me otherwise.” This was re-tweeted 36,000 times within 24 hours under the keep smiling hash tag. The haters were quickly put in their place, as they were out numbered by 5 Seconds of Summer fans, and kept the love pouring in through their tweets to Irwin.
The band released their first single in the states on April 1st, and they also began touring in March and sold out the 10 dates scheduled for San Francisco in less than 5 minutes. Their record debuted at Number 25 on Billboard’s Social 50 chart, which is basically a You Tube, Facebook, Twitter and other social media sites popularity contest. It just may be these boys will be the next big thing, and Ashton Irwin’s support on Twitter filled with words of love and compassion could not even be countered or brought down by the random messages of hate.
Cutting is a dangerous way that many teens and adults have taken in an effort to control their emotions, or to simply feel anything at all. Teens and adults alike have been known to try this form of redirecting their emotions that are too intense to deal with. Experts agree that it is a real issue and not one to be taken lightly. Even those in the limelight are subject to bullying, like Irwin, which this hate message certainly is. It can be a tough world to grow up in and some are not equipped to handle the intensity that comes with those growing pains. Unfortunately cutting or burning are some of the ways that people choose to cope, and it should not matter that many do not understand, and judging is what some say is just another form of bullying. Standing in support of someone who has overcome this affliction, is a message of faith, love and understanding.
Keep smiling can be inspirational to all, and through the tweets, it has certainly reached many that may have really needed that message to take control of their own lives. Those who chose to anonymously tweet hate messages to Ashton Irwin will likely not bring down his fans that have shown the power of positive reinforcement by trending on Twitter their message of love.
i'm so fucking pissed
[hugs Mara]
Someone please fucking ded because I'm not going to and the lack of deds is irritating me.
I'll ded. I ded to Freddos. Because they're awesome. I mean, a frog shaped chocolate.
That came deep from my heart.
Note: My heart is not made out of chocolate.
Thank you Dragona.
... Now I'm craving Freddos.
I just had one. They're pretty awesome.
Hello?
May be distant.
*surprise hugs*
Hello Sapphire, Dragona, Mara and Clover :)
*Squeaks* *laughs* *flyingtackleglomps Tia*
'tis a pleasure to make your acquaintance ;)
this ain't a movie that i wanna see,
a tragic story starring you and me,
yell cut, we're stuck inside this scene,
yeah,
the clock is ticking,
and i'm out of time,
the camera's rolling,
and i forgot my lines,
my script is written,
now i see,
this is heartache on the big screen.
this is heartache on the big screen.
this is heartache on the big screen.
Mars Bar! *cuddles Mara*
*cuddles everyone else*
Tia, on Mass Effect... Have you ever had an Atlas mech on top of a roof, or an invisible Banshee?
I was killed by both, today. I mean, I was there as a Male Quarian Infiltrator gunning down Cannibals when I was against the Reapers, then all of a sudden I hear the Banshee biotic-jump noise, then get lifted up into the air.
Then when I was against Cerberus on Hydra, on wave 5 a random Atlas mech spawned on top of the building and shot me like a sniper with its rocket launcher WHILST I was fighting a Dragoon.
Also: Phantoms. I like the concept of them but dislike fighting them. I biotic charged one by accident because I was about to die and it refilled my barriers - then it went and instantly killed me. Stupid Phantoms.
Sapphire, Mars Bars are awesome.
Hey everyone who arrived.
Wbd.
And so is Mara, Dragons, which is why I call her that :) It's been too long *hugs*
*Dragona
Stupid autocorrect.
Hey Luci!
Dragons. Somehow I don't take that as a compliment. :P
HOWEVER Dragons are pretty cool. They can fly and breathe fire and stuff so...
Also Sapphire, you don't know the half of autocorrect.
Dragons are cool, but my blogsister is cooler. *nods*
Brb.
SAPHY FISH
*sighs*
Hey
I'm off to get breakfast... see you around!
See ya!
*Sees all the people who just came on*
Scratch that. Breakfast can wait :D
*flyingtackleglomps everyone*
Hello everyone that just came online!
Caught In A Mosh <3
hmm. i remember when i was one of the new bloglandians...
Hello Zaf, Veronica.
Have a nice breakfast, Saph. [hugs] Good to at least sort-of see you again!
*graciously avoids the tackle*
*ribs already hurt from crashing into a bar*
*realises everyone now knows she is uncoordinated*
[is flyingtackleglomped]
[hugs Saphy]
Good to see you, then. :-)
Hi Lucy!
Hi Mara. Same here... I was so annoying... I guess most people were when they were new, though, or at least think they were...
Yeah...I'm new..to you guys I could be perceived as annoying.
Later, you can judge me later.
Good to see you too, Moss-pear ;) sorry if you've emailed me, I can't read or reply...
I remember the first time I came on, I rambled about how Tim Tams are real. I was definitely annoying. I couldn't work out how to refresh the page, so I just kept commenting. Constantly.
Well, so far you don't seem annoying, although I can't say I know you that well.
And everybody has uncoordinated moments. Like, my sister. If she spills something, she doesn't just spill a little, she gets it everywhere. And I can't think of any especially spectacular moments with me, but I'm clumsy at times as well. I make a meowing noise when I drop things, if that's at all relevant to anything.
Yeah..about that..I sphere a better way of refreshing the page other than just hitting refresh every 5 seconds??
Nooo, I don't think you're annoying. What do you want us to call you? Ver?
Pleasure to meet you ;) I'm Saph, and for some reason autocorrect thinks I mean Dahl.
Um, control-R works, if you're on a PC. I find that easier because I don't have to move from keyboard to mouse. Other than that, not really.
You're not annoying. If you were annoying, I'd say so. Trust me. I'm brutally honest 90% of the time.
Oh Saph
*gives a gigantic hug that eventually turn into a playful headlock*
Your too nice! Um...yeah as long as it's not derogatory umm well...I'm okay with whatever you wanna call me. :)
*the Midnight Hotel blooms like an elegant desert rose*
*and I am, once again, hunting towels with a mallet*
Hullo, Blogland.
I once accidentally spilt three bottles of milk at the same time. That takes skill :P
Not really, sorry. You just have to keep hitting refresh.
*adjusts glasses*
I've waited all my life to say this:
Sapphire,
let us not cry over spilt milk.
Hello Annika,
*slides elbow skillfully across the table*
How would I go about getting a room in this joint. How much is it gonna cost me?
Aww, thank you Ver. *Staggers around in headlock and starts tickling you*
Hey Anni! *hugs*
*frowns*
Now then, this is a turn-up. I don't believe we've met.
*makes a mental note to add Veronica's portrait to the gallery*
Welcome to the Midnight Hotel. To Blogland, in fact. My rates are listed here,
*presents her with a large black binder*
so please, take your time in perusing them.
Hello, Clara Crowley. Awesome taken name, by the way. :-)
XD That's hilarious, Saphy.
*makes no reaction to the tickling*
*becomes incredibly proud that I am tickle-proof*
Saph...that's actually a really nice name.
HI GUYS
DISTANT, WRITING
GUESS WHO'S BIRTHDAY IS IN LESS THAN A WEEK
Ah, thank you, Moss. It took me quite a while to come up with it.
*frowns*
Well, it's Jesus' re-birth day on Sunday, so . . .
*something clicks*
Oh. You meant . . . oh.
Happy birthday, Kestrel-my-Kestrel! May you have many more.
*studies the black binder*
*looks up*
My oh my! We haven't met!
*extends a hand*
Nice to meet you! Yes yes...So I'll take one room then I'll have four nights do you have one available
Yes, of course. Though I'll require you to may up front, and in cash.
*taps the check-in desk*
*dollar-signs flash in my eyes*
*pay
Annika/Clara, thank you very much :) It's not until Wednesday, though.
Hello Dargona as long as my memory isn't failing me it was you who was cursing your Sony for some autocorrect issues? Have you worked them out yet? My advice...smash the phone....or don't that could be a bit brash.
Ver; Oh, thank you!
Hey Kes! *flyingtacklehugs* Happy Birthday!!
*hums* It's my girlfriend's birthday on Friday, and I still don't have a present for her...
You're lucky to be tickle-proof, Vera. Is it your magic discipline? Because that'd be a pretty awesome power for one of those more comedic characters. It's also pretty cool if it's not a magic power, though. :-)
HI KES
HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE, BECAUSE IF YOU DONT MENTION IT AGAIN, I WILL UNDOUBTEDLY FORGET.
Hullo, Dragona.
*smiles politely*
Can I get you anything? I trust you have no complaints about your room?
Umm I don't have cash on me Annika.
Could you perhaps take a cheque?
Orr...I'll call a friend to take me to the bank.
Oh Hi Veronica anyone else who came sorry Zaffy had gerbil issues
I'D LOVE TO BE TICKLE PROOF
Thanks, Fabi :)
Saph, that's something you might want to work on :3
Yes, Veronica. It was me who was cursing Sony because of autocorrect. It seems to be fine today, though the "leave your comment" box hates me and screws with my autocorrect for some reason.
I have to go now. Bye!
Byeee! *waves to Dragona*
No moss...it's not a magic discipline..I just wasn't tickled a lot when I was really, really young. So I guess I just don't laugh when I get tickled.
*gently tugs the binder from Veronica's grip*
Oh yes, I'm afraid we only accept cash here. Drop by the bank before the hotel moves, or I'm afraid we cannot accept you. Security, you understand.
*yanks the ceiling pull-chain*
*trapdoor opens beneath Veronica*
*sending her down the twisting metal slide*
*and spitting her out onto the lawn*
Thank you for your consideration.
Bye Dargona!
*Dragona
*Isn't quite sure how to get out of this headlock, so just relaxes*
I agree with Fabigail. Being tickleproof is the ultimate magical discipline.
Kes; I know :L Remind me to appear on Wednesday and shower you in virtual cookies.
Well, good luck finding something, Saph.
Bye Dragona!
Bye Dragona! *hugs*
*looks down to inspect her dress*
*frowns*
No! This is my one and only white dress! And now look at it, completely grass stained!
*curses under her breath*
*rings her teleported friend and takes $10000 out of the bank*
*returns to the hotel*
*holds down her anger before she walks in, sonnet or later Annika was going to pay*
Oh, okay.
Saph, I probs won't be here Wednesday, anyway. Although I do have a special cookie deposit in my email...*grins because cookies*
Good luck :)
Lol, Annika/Clara.
*loosens the headlock*
Sorry Saph, forgot I still had you there!
*good natured insults exchanged*
Have a nice day!
*shakes finger superciliously*
Nah-ah-ah.
*points to sign on the wall*
*it reads NO VIOLENCE*
*with a picture of a cartoon dog murdering another cartoon dog*
Just the money will do, thank-you-kindly.
*sees the Midnight Hotel*
*strolls in*
*stands in the shadows, watching*
*apologises for her rude behaviour*
I'm so very sorry!
*mumbles sarcastically under her breath*
*asks for the room key and turns to take a seat in the waiting room*
*turns back on her heel*
Sorry, but did you know you just ruined my dress?
Thanks Fabi :)
*shrugs* *buries Kes in cookies* *giggles and takes a picture*
*mock-scowls at Ver and throws a llama at her before running away*
*stifles a laugh*
*it comes out like a snort*
*looks extremely tired*
*gives the lama to another one of her friends*
*laughs at the ridiculousness of the situation*
*eats her way out of the cookies, grinning*
*hisses at the camera*
Frost, if I stopped every time there was a chance of ruining an innocent woman's dress, I'd never get anything done.
*produces a silver key with the Greek letter sigma on it*
Yours is Room 18. Enjoy your stay.
May I help you?
*nods to Kestrel*
Lurking in the shadows, while fun, is generally frowned upon impolite society.
*in polite
I think I'm going to enter the scene as one of my characters. Any particular requests?
*takes another picture of Kes and sticks her tongue out*
Okay, I really should get breakfast now. See ya later, alligators!
*steps self-consciously out of the shadows*
Sorry. I, um...
I'm actually looking for someone? Delila Arratay? She's gone missing, and last I heard from her she was headed here.
*looks worried momentarily, before covering it up with a slightly awkward smile*
Sorry, I poofed.
Somehow ended up back with editing Imperfect...
Whatever you feel the most comfortable with, Moss, of course.
Goodbye, Sapphire, you will be sorely missed by all.
Bye, Saph!
Fabi, I don't think I've met a single one of your characters, so nope. :)
Hi, L! Sounds like fun :3
Delila Arratay? The name is unfamiliar.
*examines the log book*
Is she the sort of girl who uses an alias?
*takes the key*
*uses a cross between a snatch and a sarcastically grateful take*
Why, thank you for your upmost consideration on the issue of my dress.
Sees the person in the shadows.
*turns suspiciously*
I don't believe we have formally met
*paces across the room and extends a hand*
Frost, Veronica Frost.
*laughs to herself about the closest thing to a James Bond reference as you were going to get*
See you, Saphy-fish [hugs]
Wb Lucy. [hugs]
Alrighty. I'll just go with Effie. One moment!
No. Definitely not. *coughs* Um...
She's a fairly weak psychic. If that helps. I'd really like to find her.
*looks at Veronica consideringly before shaking her hand*
Kestrel LeStarre. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. You don't happen to have seen a Delila Arratay around, do you? Short, freckles, brown hair, green eyes?
HELLO!
FINALLY here!!! :)
*just got back from my mini-holiday half an hour ago and has been reading comments since*
#ChaseForBookNine
*grimaces*
I never did like psychics. They're so very disagreeable.
*flips through the guest book*
. . . No. Dreadfully sorry, but she has not checked in. The only guests to arrive in the past four days were this lady,
*nods to Veronica*
and several attractive young men, one of which had a bit of a liking for Mass Effect.
STAR
HELLO
*tacklehugs*
*quietly realizes everyone else is out doing something* Yeah what did I expect? *sighs* Who needs a Necromancer? *walks by lake miserably*
*casually strolls to room 18*
Humph...
Humph!
*runs finger along the bed and lifts the duvet corner*
Not even hospital corners! For 10k I would expect a little more.
*changes into a red dress*
*walks to the front desk*
*confronts Annika about the issue*
*looks up*
*smiles broadly*
Star! The yin to my yang, the light to my dark, the peanut butter to my chocolate, Star! How are you then, my dear friend?
Hey Kes.
Hey Bubble.
Sorry, still editing...
*the smile wilts slightly upon noticing Veronica*
Are you unsatisfied with your room, miss?
*swears quietly to self*
It's been over a week...
*wanders outside and sees Zaf walking around*
*waves*
((Okay, this is Fabi, and if Effie wants to say something outside of the roleplay, she'll use only one set of parentheses instead of two.))
(Like this!)
((Thank you for the demonstration.))
(Fabi, you need to draw more of my looks. I don't always use this one, you know.)
((Of course I know! I do have other things to do, though.))
(Well fine then.)
[Effie strolls into the Midnight Hotel and waits patiently. She's not wearing stripes, she's dressed like a cool person with matching purse and boots. Also sunglasses. And long flowy blonde hair.]
[Anyway, yeah, she's waiting now]
*turns to Krestel*
No sorry...I tend to not remember people very well. Anyway, I must leave you for a moment to complain to the desk manager something has to be done. I hope you find this woman and in no way would you think that I am currently housing her as a fugitive.
*coughs*
No way, at all.
((Good luck with your editing, Lucy!))
((STARARARARARAWR))
*nods politely to Effie*
Welcome to the Midnight Hotel. If you'll take a seat in one of our cushy armchairs and perhaps read a magazine or court transcript, I will be with you presently.
SEE?
IN BLOGLAND, I GET NICE WELCOMES.
*hugs everyone who said hi* *and then everyone who didn't, coz I'm nice like that*
KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES DON'T TELL ME IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! :)
ALSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU HAVE MY CARD AS YOUR PICTURE SO I JUST CASUALLY FREAK OUT ABOUT THAT AS I READ IT. :)
CLARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NICE NEW NAME! :)
Peanut butter and chocolate are similar opposites? O_O
Would you say so?
Oh, I'm good, thanks. :)
Msd. D:
I think I might just stay here until midnight because I love and miss Blogland. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*what Veronica said registers with her and she pivots, walking back to the hotel*
I'm sorry, could you repeat that?
*loudly* I love you Star! Do stay with us forever!
*whispers creepily* Forever.
*turns to Veronica*
Now then. What is wrong with the sigma room?
Yes! Sorry, yes. I do have a problem with my from Annika.
*wipes sweaty hands on dress and step out of the trap door vacinity*
The room was dusty, it smells of dead people and there are remains of an ear in the bathroom. I personally, consider this to be somewhat..
*musters up courage*
Disgraceful.
STAAAAAAAAAAAAAR, IT'S NOT YET :) WEDNESDAY :) AND YES, I HAVE YOUR CARD AS MY PICTURE, BC IT'S AWESOME :) AND I NEED TO REPLY TO YOUR EMAIL, BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN ON A COMPUTER, SO...
ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAF! YOU CALLED ME A BUBBLE! :)
*nods in approval*
LANTERNNNNNNNNNN MY NAME IS A GOOD NAME FOR THISISISISISISISISING, ISN'T IT?
I LOVE THE NAME STAR.
IT'S JUST SO AWESOME.
THAT'S WHY I PICKED IT. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
[Sits down]
[Grabs a Sports magazine and illusions it to look like a celebrity gossip magazine with her current appearance on the cover]
[Reads about tennis]
No Krestel, I have not seen your woman
*fiddles with hair*
She is not in my house and I do not believe I know her. Now, if you could stop throwing around accusations like im holding a fugitive in my home I will have a nice day!
*murmurs nervously*
*counts off on hands*
Firstly, dust is good. We love dust. That is why it clings to us and our possessions; dust loves us too. It loves us very much. However, I will easily have the maid take care of the dust in your room, and move it somewhere else, like Dragona's room.
Secondly, of course it smells like dead people. People die quite frequently in this hotel.
Thirdly, are we speaking of a human ear, an animal ear, or an ear of corn?
*isn't getting any writing done*
Gosh darn it, you all are so DISTRACTING :P
*waves to Kessie*
Hey guys seriously can I have an honest opinion? Zavier or Zavel because...I feel like I should continue Zavel and say forget LSODM because Zavel is just wee :) but like I dnno
@Annika: I WOULD HAPPILY STAY HERE FOREVER. :) I might irritate people, though. XD
@Kes: WEDNESDAY IS A NICE DAY. :) FRIENDLY.
It's not THAT awesome.
But - :) *hugs*
And - that's kayyy. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Veronica, of course. My apologies. So you wouldn't mind telling where you live? Or at least the general vicinity?
*pins back a lose strand of hair*
Its a human ear...No....not human. Zombie. I wouldn't like the dust removed I'd rather leave it there now. I've grown fond of it. But as for the entrails of a cow under the bed I would prefer if the other guests would refrain form animal sacrifices in the hotel.
*maintains a strong postire*
Zaf, idek. I don't know enough about either one :)
Star, STAY FOREVER. *ties to tree*
Editing is painful. :(
You would not irritate me, Star.
*presents Star with a bushel of roses*
I bought these for you, because I love you.
*surreptitiously snips off the tag that reads TO SIR*
*swivels back to Krestel*
Please! Please don't charge me! I've already spent 150 years in prison I can't go back there again! Its horrible! If I tell you where she is...will you let me off just this once?
*makes the most pleading expression she is capable of*
((YES, STARARARARARARAARAWR.))
((Well, I prefer Zavier. But in the end, it's going to be your choice, and it shouldn't be anybody else's choice, so I can't give you very good advice.))
*looks quite surprised*
Animal sacrifice? In MY hotel?
That is quite unacceptable. I have time and time again told those pagan cultists that all such rituals must be conducted in the lavatory, as per the norm. I apologize profusely, and will have your room cleaned up spick-and-span in no time.
*curtsies*
Anything else?
*pops his head up*
*frowns*
*puts it back down*
*quietly ships Annika and Sir*
L, indeed it is. :/
*hands on hips*
*stares at Veronica*
You kidnapped my girlfriend? Why? Is she okay?
*blushes ashamedly*
(( :-( Well. Good luck Lucy. I hope it starts to go better soon. ))
((Oh dear, I seem to have gotten first.))
((Hm...))
*waves to Sir* Hi!
*quietly* I knew that if I did that he'd turn up.
*taps foot at Veronica*
What. Did. You. Do?
brb
(SORRY TRYING TO MULTITASK D:)
HAPPILY, KES.
HAPPILY
BUT I WONT BE HAPPY TIED TO A TREE
SO CAN YOU UNTIE ME SO I CAN STAY HAPPILYYYYY?
@Annika: AW! :O
*hugs*
I love you tooooooooooooo! :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(ANNIKA)
(XD)
*coughs*
*to Effie* Miss?
You're next. I apologize for the delay.
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