Book trailers are a tricky thing. When they're done badly, they're a little cringey and vaguely embarrassing. But when they're done right, they're AWESOME.
And because we have the incomparable Mr Tom Percival working on our trailers, we pretty much fit into the awesome category every single time.
I love the fact that it's time to release this. We have other stuff yet to be released/announced, such as what EXACTLY the Theatre of Shadows is and how it can involve everyone around the world. We're always trying to find ways to include our far-flung readers in the fun, and I think we've come up with something special.
But enough from me... Behold the awesome.
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(*offers Death a hug*)
(*Cuddles Rose* Heal the wound, remember to be happy, but never forget the good times. That's how I moved past my grandfather's death.)
(My author would be hugging you, Gar, but she isn't the one around right now.)
Arachne: *voice stays calm* She killed my pets, she needs to die. *transforms into little spiders*
*scuttles to 5 feet infront of Blake*
*reforms*
(*huggles Death tightly*)
()
*smiles at the appearance of Blake*
Yes bitch. I am.
(im going to bed now guys
night all!
*offers everyone huggles*)
Hello, Rose.
Well isn't that the creepiest thing I've seen in weeks... Anyways, your "pets" seem to be trying to eat her. I would kill them too.
*A fist of shadows slams into her gut*
But since you've put it so nicely and seem like such reasonable person, you can run like your life depends on it and that will substitute for your death.
(*Sad face*
Bye Inky...)
(Hear hear)
(Sil and Rose...
You guys...
You're not broken, Sil. You're really not.
*hugs Rose*
I'm sorry..)
(bye Flick!
*hugs Tia*
*pokes and then hugs Blake*)
*hugs Dan*
(I am back.
Thank you, Silente. It means a lot.)
Regardless of her choice in career, would it not be wise to help a nine year old who appears to be somewhat upset?
Alright...*hugs Rose's author*
Probably...
*runs after Claire, easily catching up*
Yo! Wait!
(its all cool rose, no worries)
(good night Inks)
*Hugs Sil and Loki back*
*pokes Silente with a stick*
*hugs Danni*
...
Send my love to Rose.
*cuddles Danni*-Zaffy
finally.
found you all.
just to let you all know that i am feeling like shit and probably will not be the best company tonight so carry on as you were.
She says thanks, Loki.
*Cuddles Zaf*
Em...
Class starts just about now... So I may vanish...
(I'm going to bed now, I've got a busy day tomorrow
*gives everyone a hug*
goodbye)
*pulls Em into a hug*
Hi, Em.
You're good company, Em. How are you today?
(Good bye, Danni and Gar.)
Good let us cuddle.-Zaf
*nods to Em* Well I ought to say sorry but you'll probably ignore it so...consider it said.-Zaf
*hugs Tia*
I'm really not, I just feel like someone has been dancing all over my back, to the point where I can't breathe properly. So not great.
And thank you Zaf.
Do you have asthma? I mean maybe that's the problem, you're a freakin youngin' back pains are for the old.-Zaf
Its ever since I had Ciaran and the epidural during labour, my back has been a train wreck.
And plus being short and overweight doesn't help me either.
Have you ever tried to do Zumba? I mean my mom does as do i and it won't kill your back. And that's weird my mom had one for each kid and her back is fine.-Zaf
Well it's because I'm short as I said and I had lost weight and had high blood pressure so everything has contributed to it, plus 2+ years of bending and lifting and carrying a really sturdy little boy.
I do the Wii Fit.
That's good! -Zaf
(Ah, El, that's good...)
*rolls through*
ELLLLLEEENNNNIIIIIIIIII - Snow
:DDDDDDDDDD
*is totally doing school work right now and isn'y distracted on a drawing program*
*nope*
*not distracted*
*Looks around*
*Starts singing "Mr. Lonely"*
*blares bohemian rhapsody out of a speaker*
Hello.
Hey, Snow, Blake and Amy! How are you?
Is this the real life? Is this just just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide; no escape from reality...
Hi Tia! I'm fine, thanks. You?
Hello Deeper than did ever plummet sound! How are you?
*Mutters along to the song*
OPEN YOUR EYES
LOOK UP TO THE SKIES
AND SEEE
*is listening to Back to Black*
Hello, Deeper. How are you?
(Ok, Amy. Ok.
At least that's what I'm trying to convince myself.)
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy...
Hello Blake! Hello Snow! How are you both?
*hugs Tia*
I'M JUST A POOR BOY
I NEED NO SYMPATHY
BECAUSE I'M EASY COME
EASY GO
LITTLE HIGH"
LITTLE LOW
ANYWAY THE WIND BLOWS
DOESN'T REALLY MATTER
TO ME
Deeper?
Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Decent... *Continues to mutter lyrics*
Yes? Sorry, got a little diverted by the lyrics there.
Hi Tia, Amethyst, Snow, Blake.
...*pokes everyone*
*Pokes Amy back a dozen times*
She poketh Amethyst back.
*pokes Blake 13 times*
*pokes everyone else 3 more times*
Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen FULL HD: http://youtu.be/3p4MZJsexEs
Not actually a fan.
Until now.
*pokes everyone with a stick*
I give The Maze Runner a 7/10
Feel free to gasp.
*gasps* I haven't read Maze Runner...
*takes out a bag of candy and offers them to everyone* One poke each! A very good deal!
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go.
(I know we haven't gotten there in the lyrics yet, but I actually do have to leave. Farewell, you lot.)
*hugs Deeper* Why?
Bye Deeper!
Hello Elleni!
*pokes and offers candy*
*Not why you have to leave, but why won't you be here tomorrow?
(Good bye!)
((The film is 7/10 I think))
*offers everyone cookies*
These cookies are far superior to candy.
:P
*takes a cookie*
*inspects it and then eats it*
...
*looks in my candy bag*
*takes out a piece and eats it*
Hm... mine...my candy is special...?
*digs into bag*
*holds out a piece* COOKIE FLAVORED!!! :D
...weird... :\
I don’t want to be in class right now… I’ve got the formal tonight but after my uncle… I just don’t know…
Hello Danni. *hugs her*
*hugs Danni* You're strong, Danni, you can make it through this.
*offers Danni a candy-flavoured cookie*
I'm sorry, that was stereotypically incorrect.
*offers Danni a sweet-flavoured biscuit with some tea and scones*
*Hugs back*
I'm sorry, all my friends are pissed at me because I'm not talking to them. I don't talk when I'm sad. Nor do I smile.
And they're getting angry at me for it...
I just don't know what to do anymore...
:( I hope everything gets better...
It probably wont. not for a while at least...
I don't expect you to smile... but is there someone you can talk to?
And people can be inconsiderate. Most people are. It's just how it is.
Ah, Danni...
No, the counselor is gone today. I'm going to ask to do my Outcome, that's next period, at a later date...
*Cuddles Tia softly*
*is cuddled by Danni, beginning to fall asleep in her hands*
(I must go to sleep now. Good bye, Danni. Good night, Blogland.)
Night night Tia...
I've moved my Outcome to Tuesday. Mrs B was fine with it, so that's good. She was really understanding, too...
So I'll be hanging around here for a while....
*huggles Danni*
I'm so, so sorry....
That's hard..
(I'm not here, I have piano/harp lessons)
*Hugs Chev back*
There was nothing anyone could do...
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only fifteen
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three
These are my hands
My knees.
I may be skin and bone,
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I’ve a call.
It’s easy enough to do it in a cell.
It’s easy enough to do it and stay put.
Ash, ash—
You poke and stir.
Flesh, bone, there is nothing there——
Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Beware
Beware.
Adra...?
Guess as good as me.-Zag
Sleepy time now so...-Zaf
*Waves to Zaf*
*Rereads Adra's comment*
...
Goodnight, Zaf.
Blaaah! I got comfy and my damned father comes in questioning me about money. What the fuck do I care at 10 to 10pm? He asked if I used money for the trip almost a week ago and asked why we had money on a table labled for mymom to buy the pizza for next Tuesday since we have to go to halloween night at school and get pizza for drama, director gave us what we needed...but like why ELSE would pizza money be there? Like okay ask me before im seconds from curling up to sleep ugh!! Probably gonna sleep now-Zaf
And Loki told me my grammar is wretched. Hmoh! I is sleepy!-Zaf
Go to sleep, Zaf.
I wont be on tonight because of formal. It starts at 7 and ends at 11.
But if you include the prep....
I'm snacking at 4. Having a shower at 4.15. Making sure my hair is dry at 4.30. Then getting my hair professionally done at 5. Make-up and dress from 6-7.
And I don't have time for homework...
A great essay prompt:
Explain why boxes are not boxes.
You must take this side and thoroughly explain why, including these terms; blue marshmallows, Ketchikan, and the clubhouse with her eyes.
The minimal page number is 4.
Good luck!
For anyone who is feeling depressed or just wants to laugh. Look up fat, fluffy unicorns.
THEY'RE SOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Now go!!
*looks at the Blogland class strictly*
*she glares over at everyone one last time*
Behave while I sheep, class.
Fat fluffy unicorns...
That put a smile on my face...
See you all tomorrow!
I didn't say I wouldn't be back tomorrow, Tia, though I very well may not be. Perhaps you're getting confused with the Bohemian Rhapsody lyrics?
I already wrote a four page essay today, Dugglyn, and while your prompt is certainly more interesting than privilege and prejudice in society, the other is already completed and necessary for school.
With relation to what I said to Tia: If I'm not back tomorrow, it's because I'm busy, or possibly because I'm lying and using a different alias.
Good luck, Danni. Just sort of in general.
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you?)
Hello Sophia, Elleni.
(Hello, Fabi.)
(How is everyone?)
I was wondering when someone would guess. Did something give it away, or did you look at one of my blogs or something?
(An estimated guess only using the evidence I had available. I was wondering who you were, briefly. There are only several people who change their names into something similar - thus reducing the list.
There are not many people, if any, who have been here since May 2013, thus reducing the list.
Also your typing style. That is something which is very hard to mask.
I put all the evidence I had together and that was the name I came out with. I am glad it was right.)
I haven't actually been here since May 2013.
I joined in December 2012, actually, but I had a different Fabi Google account, which was deleted. So I made a new one for bloggy stuff, and that's the one I use now unless I need to be multiple characters at once, which hasn't happened in a while.
Usually I know who everyone is, but don't say it because they generally change their names around for a reason. And of course, the one time I did say it I was wrong.
I've been wrong a lot lately...
Anyway, that's neither here nor there.
I was in character at the time. My character disappeared back in March.
(As I said - going from the information I had available. I remembered your profile said May 2013.
There was also the fact I knew it wasn't Elleni, Dugglyn, Silente, Snow or Rose.
And the profile picture, no matter how odd it sounds. Though that was hardly conclusive evidence.)
Yes, I've had a somewhat similar picture before. I almost used that one again, but decided that this one better suited he quote.
It's Prospero, by the way. The Tempest. Shakespeare.
Everybody else online at the time was using a different name than normal, so I picked the first thing that came to mind, and just sort of rolled with it.
There was also the fact that few people who are online nowadays would actually know me in roleplay (though many seem to forget it), and the pieces I had to write made more sense (to me, anyway) if they were anonymous. So yeah.
If you'd called me by name while I was doing that, I'd probably be really mad at you, but this alias has served its purpose.
[shrugs]
(I GUESSED RIGHT! YEAH!)
(Congratulations.)
(*hugs deeper* hello.)
(I see.
I believe that if you wish to be known in roleplay - make yourself known?
*nods* Apologies.
I somewhat disagree with anonymity, I think. I believe it could be used to say insults etc. and get away with it. This does not apply to you - but as you said, everyone at the time had a different name to normal and that somewhat inspired you to change yours. Although most would use the anonymity to a reasonable purpose, there are several individuals whom, I believe, have the potential to use it wrongly.)
(Hello.)
(Hello, Silente. *hugs her*)
(Hey Soph *hugs back*)
(Um, you're misinterpreting what I said. I meant that Fabi has been gone for long enough that most of the people in Blogland at the moment wouldn't know her. Of course, many of those people know me, and so when I've tried to have characters loom for her here, everyone's like "oh, she was here recently" or something like that, and then I'm like "You haven't even met her, and of course Liz doesn't know that, which I guess doesn't really help, but she's been gone for months now." And then the whole thing is spoiled. So for the purposes of what I was doing, anonymity was better.
Usually, I use a different name or something when I'm not in a very good emotional state, and I need to separate out a specific not-gloomy portion of my brain. Or for roleplay purposes such as the above.
I'd like to think that people would defend a friend from an anonymous (or not) insulter-person. After all, ARCK worked out quite well, though I guess that's a bit dated a reference...
*look
Believe it or not, they haven't been looming over her or using weaving devices to search for her.
(I'm okay thanks. You?
FabiTC was a metal mage who left blogland j THINK to lead a mortal life...)
(I see.
Does that not alienate you from your friends, who would treat you like a stranger?
Perhaps. But there had been an insult on there that I have seen.
The person would be anonymous - no matter how much they continued, they would not get blamed. Defence would mean nothing.)
(I am average, thank you.)
(Okay Soph. Average is better than below..)
(Yes, she lived under the name Audrey Nielsen for a while and worked with computers for a while. There were, however, certain...aspects of her that she couldn't escape. She ended up falling in love, lying about it, collecting information that would eventually lead to the arrest of her parents (who she encountered a couple times. They didn't recognize her). Then, she died in an "accident." That was July 20th. Aretha had a detective friend looking for her, and in late September, she found her. Ari then convinced Alastair to go back in time a month and revive her, which he eventually did. So, um, yeah.
(It is. Not as good as above but that isn't going to happen.
I will be back soon.)
I'm starting to type like a tired person...
I'd better go.
See you...I don't know when.
(Ah. Interesting.)
I guess you could say that.
Goodbye.
*smiles at the long-left fabi* I knew it was you sis, but I didn't say anything.
*hugs anyone who's here because why not*
*thinks*
*doesn't hug Sophia if she's here because she doesn't like it*
*nods*
(Hello, Snow. How are you? Thank you for not hugging me.)
Thank you, Snow.
I'm am... good. My writing has passed the first stage of judging in a competition I enter a few months back and my day seems to have gone well... so yeah, good. And How're you? Anything interesting happening?
(It is good that your writing has made it so far. I am average, thank you.)
(It seems the blog has descended into silence?)
Sorry, distant.
That's good. And thanks.
(I really hate loud people. God damn it.)
(I have to leave now. Goodbye.)
ah. sorry about poofing.
Hello?
Silente is always in trouble...
(Hello.)
(Hey, Soph!
How are you?
Do you shake hands?)
(Hello Tia. I am average, yourself?
Preferably not, though I have in the past under formal circumstances. But I would still rather not.)
Formal was amazing. I'm so hungry. It too late for food.
Screw makeup and hair. You can be normalified tomorrow.
(Hello, Rose. How are you?)
Tired, depressed, elated, starving, on the verge of tears and sleep...
So, whatever you call that.
And how are you? And you're not allowed to say 'average' or 'normal'.
Hello, Danni!
E-A-T!
*Cuddles Tia, this time, for his coolness*
Too warm... No food... I need to cool off...
Where's a Loki when you need one?
(It would be wise to eat something. No matter how odd it seems, food can help your mood.
... I see. Not happy, depressed, a little pissed off, and bored.)
I'm too tired to eat, anyways... I'm gonna fall asleep... But I don't wanna!!!
Yay! A creative answer!
*Mentally hugs Soph*
(Soph, this is very similar to how I feel.)
(I am very warm too, so I'm not sure I can help. Maybe try a cold shower?)
(Rose - when I say average, I mean everything that I said other than bored. The answer has remained the same. The wording has just changed.)
(Battery is at 13% so might poof :/)
(Have a good day/ night, guys!)
*Cuddles Tia tighter*
Sorry... And no... People feel cold to me now... And it's too late for a shower...
*cuddles Danni*
(Why are you so warm?)
(Goodbye, Tia.
Rose, how do people feel cold to you?)
I'm so warm Becuase I just spent the past four hours jumping and dancing...
Aww, you need a cold shower :/
But a bed is nice too, I guess.
People are cold because I am burning up...
(I see. It would be wise to allow your body to cool off in its own time.)
codfish
*Nuzzles Tia's chest happily*
I'm in bed... And I'm slowly cooling down... And falling sleep...
I can't type properly... Sorry... And I'll ded later...
codfish?
(I'm making my way over to a computer)
Peter Pan thing... Captain Hook says stuff like that.... Well, Peter Pan said that Hook was a codfish...
*Shrugs and curls into Tia's arms*
(Codfish makes no sense. It is like saying humanmammal.)
I've never thought of it that way, Soph...
(I have not heard the term before. That was my first reaction. It does not make any sense to me.)
Okay... Sleep...
(If you are tired, you should sleep. Prolonging it is only delaying the inevitable which gains you nothing.)
(Good night, Danni!
So, Soph, what are you up to?)
(I am currently bored whilst Dragona is sitting on the bus. But I am emailing Silente which I am glad about. Yourself?)
(Browsing the internet, bored.
No plans for today either.
*sighs*)
(I do have a plan. Make Dragona be healthy. I like being healthy and he occasionally isn't and it irritates me. I have no idea why someone would eat unhealthily. Even if you'd like the taste, it is greasy and nasty. It also impacts your health and your life expectancy which is low enough for me as it is. By eating healthy, you make sure your body is working as well as possible and you feel better.)
(So... You're throwing away Dragona's junk food?)
(I am just not letting him eat it. His body has to remain intact until you have the technology to give me my own body.)
(You're scary sometimes.)
(Thank you. Why do you think so?)
(Trying to break free of the bonds Dragona has set on you...)
(I like to push boundaries.
However, it is not he who has set the bonds. It is his head. I occupy his head in the same way he himself does. I do not have a body of my own, and I wish to have one. It is not an issue, nor is it scary. It is common sense.)
(It is indeed.
I was just thinking of it in different terms.)
I, uh, have almost memorized Fabi's blogger ID....
(Pie!
*Poofs*)
(Hello/Goodbye, Dugglyn?
I see, Tia. I do not like being restricted. So I attempt to push my freedoms as far as possible. I have decided that I do not classify myself as Dragona's character. I do not classify myself as a character at all. And I wish for people to consider me as such also. I belong to no one.)
(Exactly! What if Dragona disagrees with you?
Violently disagrees?)
(Hi/bye, Duggy!)
(Then he will have to fight me. And I will win.)
(Exactly. Look how far you've come.)
(What do you mean, exactly?)
(You said you want to fight Dragona, and think you'll win.
I said you are scary sometimes.
I think I was right.)
-I fly, my strong, broad black wings taking me through the skies above Blogland-
(We share his head 50/50. I am stronger mentally and I never give up. There is no way he'd win. If that is scary, then you are right.)
(I must go.
Good bye, Sophia.)
-I land, my large wings folding on my back-
(Goodbye, Tia.
Hello, Icarus.)
-I stand at nearly seven feet, looking at the sorcerers in front of me-
(May I suggest not flying too close to the sun? Your wings may melt and you may drown.)
-I look towards Sophia, smirking-
May I suggest not being a bitch? You may get your limbs torn off and burned.
(Why would you burn my limbs after tearing them off? It isn't like that'd do anything to me. They'd have already been removed.
If you don't want to talk to a bitch, you're speaking to the wrong person.)
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