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«Oldest ‹Older 3201 – 3400 of 4915 Newer› Newest»*stays put*Mark...maybe its best if you give Belle some space...
-growls-
Go to hell.
-runs for the drawbridge, a barely visible blur-
Felix: *smiles* do you want to hit the dance floor?
Mark: but I don't have anywhere to go!
Hey hon *gives her a quick kiss* how are you and Cora?
what about the pack?
Yeah! *grins*
Tawnee: *kisses and smiles* we are good *looks lovingly at Cora* she is soo...perfect
Liliana: *grabs the chain attached to her collar and pulls her back, waving her hand, causing her the pain again*
Felix: okay *leads her to the crowded dancefloor* (what music does Velv TC like?)
Awwwww, that she is *smiles* just like her mother
Tawnee: hmmmi was thinking more like her daddy.
*Cora stirs awake and starts crying*
-falls flat on her back, screaming, voice cracking, going silent as she curls in on herself, stiffening-
Mark: I..that's no place for a human..
*sighs* you can stay in the living room.
(Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran, basically any pop apart from 1D! Urgh)
Annabelle: Inky-
Mark: thank you.
*picks Cora up and cuddles her*
awwww, she's a mix of both of us *smiles*
(okay)
Felix : *Ed Sheerans song 'sing' starts playing*
*starts dancing*
*to Belle* im not heartless
*to Mark
Tawnee: awwwww
*cora settles*
Annabelle: -growls and stalks to their bedroom-
Liliana: *waves her hand and stops the pain*
*sighs* I cant win either way...come in Mark
-gasps, breathing heavy-
B-bitch! Let me go!
Mark: thank you..really. -steps inside:
*smiles at Cora* you just wanted a hug from daddy didn't you? (the question is completely rhetorical)
Ill get you some blankets *goes to the bedroom*
*also starts dancing* *hyperness kicks in* *starts jumping up and down, round and round and laughing like a maniac*
Tawnee: *smiles*
*Cora settles and clasps her tiny hand on his thumb*
Mark: thank you.. -sits on the floor-
Annabelle: ugh.
Felix: *hand on her shoulder* dance, don't mosh *laughs*
(Msd if I fall asleep..)
Belle...I wont let you alone with him, I promise. *gets spare blankets from cupboard*
*brings them to the livingroom and arranges them on the settee*
(kay Sil!)
Mark: thanks...is she...okay?
she is hurt *face is serious* what you did to her...that sort of thing hurts like hell
Liliana: That is not going to happen, I am afraid.
Let me go bitch you can't keep me here like some kind of..of ANIMAL!
Mark: I..I really am sorry...it wasn't meant to be like that..
Then what was it meant to be like? *sighs* it was my fault, I should have been there
You've got my thumb *smiles and kisses her nose* yes you do....
(Ok Sil)
Liliana: And why not?
(I will be back soon.)
Mark: well..the whole pack wasn't meant to help pin her for one...
Because I'm not and animal and I'm not your pet! Let me go!
*eyes widen* they what...?
Tawnee: such a good Dad *laughs soflty*
*Cora makes baby noises*
Mark: I...um...nothing.
go on, tell me *looks serious*
*pops in and drops hug bag of candy, including lots of chocolate, next to Velvet*
*pops out giggling hysterically*
Mark: she..kept fighting so..the others...helped..
poor Belle...*shakes* I promised to protect her...
*smiles at Taw* you really think so?
Mark: it wasn't your fault..it could've been worse..
-pales- oh God..what If..
Tawnee: *smiles* yes honey
*looks shocked* no...surely not....
Mark: she won't be..can't surely...I mean don't you have to be willing for that to happen?
*shakes head*& I don't know Mark...
Awwwww *gives Taw a kiss* you is just the sweetest
Mark: she can't be..it'll be fine.
Tawnee: *kisses* aren't I just? *giggles* come on... *yawns* I think im ready to go back
I don't think she is...but I cant be 100% certain...
Mark: she won't be..
Annabelle: - walks in- my eats are burning, what are you saying about me bit?
Ok, lets go home *smiles and puts Cora back in the pram*
oh nothing...*smiles*
Tawnee: thanks * smiles*(
*pushes pram*
Annabelle: ...
-looks between then both-
What's wrong?
No problemo darling *smiles and looks around enjoying the great outdoors*
nothing *sounds persistent*
Tawnee: *walks closely to him* having a baby is tiring. Men don't have to go through with it, lucky buggers
Annabelle: yours lying!
Im not! mark, tell her!
True *smiles* but we have our own problems.....
Tawnee: oh really? like what?
Well,
we constantly try showing off and we can lose fights really easily.....
Tawnee: those aren't real hardships
(did Velv poof?)
Liliana: You are hardly putting forward a convincing argument.
(i guess so Chlo)
true, but still.... *smiles*
Tawnee:you try carrying a baby for nin emonths and then you know what hardship really means *giggles*
(I think ill be off to bed now ^^
oh and I may not be on on Saturda, I will have a family party...)
*smiles and laughs* ok you've got me there
Gar 0 Taw 1 )
(Goodnight Chloe and ok)
Good night, Chloe!
Hello.
Silente, did I not tell you that being a pet is a stupid idea?
((This Liliana/Sil/Erebus RP is the coolest thing I love it.
...and I may or may. not now be shipping Siliana))
(As a part of that, albeit a minor one, I thank you Kes.)
*Blake limps out of the forest some time later. He looks a older, tired. There are dark circles under his usually sharp eyes and the cloud of darkness around him seems to be weighing him down*
*solidifies in front of Blake*
You ok?
I don't quite know how to say this...
I'm scared. Of carrying on.
Scared...
Off to sleep. Good night, Duggy.
(Oh Tia D:
*hugs*
I if there's anything I can do..:/
Sheep well!)
*Smiles weakly at Dug*
I will be...
*Coughs and leans against a tree*
Just fighting some inner demons... or gods...
*watches Blake, worried*
Ok..
(Sorry flick and Soph I fell asleep!
@Tanya sil: shh! Don't be a wise ass!
@Kes -faceplam- always with the ships)
Sil, are you staying awake?
Really Dug, I'll be fine. It's always like this in winter.
*He tries to sound reassuring, it just comes off as desperate*
Sure...
*she isn't sure whether or not he's telling the truth*
Do you need anything?
Nah, I'm alright.
*He sits heavily in the grass, rubbing his eyes*
So what's up?
Nothing much..
*suddenly pelts purple pickles at Blake laughing hysterically*
*Stays sitting, with a rather unimpressed look on his gaunt face*
*frowns*
*throws caper scented paint balls at Blake*
Soy Gtg, adios!
Bye...
*Rose grinned as she walked up. Her skin was tanned, she wore tight riding pants, a flannel shirt and a sheepskin vest. Her hair was a light blonde, tied back in a tight braid. She looked as if she had just walked out of a Western, and, maybe she had. Even when she spoke, her Texan accent was thick*
Hey-ey-ey!
*She pulled a thick booklet out of her best pocket and showed them a silver star badge*
As you can see right 'ere, I am what thay call law in my parts, and there seems to be none of that around 'ere, so, I hereby declare that I shall take over that role.
*Someone moved in the shadows behind them. Diablo looked at everyone sadly before vanishing into the trees*
*vest
*Blake
(This was written when there were a few others on... Then with wifi problems... It just turned hard.)
*Looks blankly at Rose*
...
What happened to you?
What d'you mean what happened to me? I d'n' even know you!
*Diablo came back and pulled Blake to the side. In hushed whispers, he quickly explained what happened to the Rose he knew, the one laying dead on Loki's front step. Diablo had gone back in time and took that moment's Rose, one of his favourites*
*Glances back at Rose then whispers to Diablo* You mean to tell me that standing over there is a Rose from an alternate timeline?
Diablo: That would be... Correct. The current one... Even I couldn't save her.
*Rose inspected her leather boots and rubbed a piece of dirt off them*
*He smiles faintly*
Luckily, you're not me. Any ideas where we could begin?
Diablo: What do you mean? Rose's soul is gone. There is no possible way to reanimate-
Rose: Hey! What you boys doing?
*She draped one arm over each of their shoulders and smiled at them*
Rose: You're not gonna be-
Diablo: Rose, I shall be with you in a moment. Please, just give us a moment.
*She nodded and stepped away, turning her back to them and inspecting the grass*
A soul is never gone. It can be broken down, locked away, torn to shreds, but never erased.
*He points to sheriff Rose*
That over there is living proof that her soul is intact.
Diablo: So, what do you plan on doing? She is only twenty. She was born twenty years ago. Her soul is so young. She hasn't experienced the pain of her future, now she never will.
*He sent a quick glance towards Rose again*
Diablo: You can't hurt her... I took her just before she changed.
I don't know. I've dragged souls back before, but if you couldn't even find a trace I'd have to search around for her... There's an unimaginable number of places a soul can be.
Diablo: Her soul transformed, Mr Soul. I don't know how you can remake a soul from that. That girl right there doesn't know pain yet. Don't make her future self feel any more.
*He leaned in closer to Blake*
Diablo: She was to enlist tomorrow for the war.
Then I won't have to put her through any pain, will I? War is as painful as it gets...
Diablo: I do not know what you have planned for her, just do not cause her any harm. She did not know if her parentage, nor has she been hurt by a blade yet... She is fragile. Be careful with her. Now, I shall take my leave.
*He ducked his head before walking swiftly into the trees*
*He slowly approaches the new Rose, sizing her up*
*She smiled kindly at Blake*
Hello, Sir.
*She curtsied, holding onto the sides of her vest*
Hello...
*His gaze travels critically over her*
Since you're new here, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?
*She frowned at him, her arms coming to cross over her chest. Why was he looking at her like that?*
My name is Lydia Rose, but everyone calls me Rose. I prefer it so. I'm twenty last spring. I live in a small house just south of my town under my protection, but I forget the name.
Why do you ask?
Curious. As you can imagine we don't get an awful lot of newcomers in such a secluded place.
*His cold blue eyes, rimmed by shadows from fatigue, rest on hers*
*He whispers* You are not her...
I get it, we don't get a lot of newcomers either. Most that do result in bullets fired.
*She tilted her head to the side, confused*
If I may be so bold, who is 'her'? I don't know you...
Exactly. You don't know anything.
*He turns and walks into the forest, merging with the shade. Already, he has a plan. Though Diablo may not like it*
Rose: I know more than you!! You do not seem to have ventured once into the West! Have you?!!
*She turned and stormed away. Diablo had watching been watched them both, and he sighed an shook his head*
Diablo: Mr Soul...
I know a method that may bring back our Rose.
*Diablo didn't seem very impressed, but her took her eyes off Rose and looked at Blake*
What would that entail...?
It's simple, really. A life for a life. That Rose for ours.
If that Rose doesn't exist, then ours definitely won't.
Yet ours is dead while that one walks freely about this world and time?
I have taken her from her proper place in time. She shouldn't be here. Rose is dead. This was the only one I could take without disrupting everything.
(You'right Bloggies? Today is a dreaded day pour moi! Today est le jour de test! Maths and French!)
I plan to go ahead with this, either help or leave me to it.
(*Hugs Sil*
Sorry..)
Diablo: I choose not to.
*He turned ad walked further into the trees*
(It's fine Danni. I'm nervous. Real nervous. It's funny. Sil is laughing at me. Wait wasn't Sil originally French?? Oh that'd explain the laughing!)
(*hugs*
I suck and languages... And then maths is horrid.
*hugs again*)
(Hi Sil)
(-hugs back each time- indeed it is. I don't like being nervous. Its making me giddy and light headed. Oh God this isn't fun but I can't stop smiling!)
(Dinner.
Blake, sleep.
Sil, good luck!)
(Ah yes indeed BLAKE PUT YOUR BIG ASS HEAD ON THAT PILLOW! YOURE A GROWN ASS MAN I SHOULDNT HAVE TO TELL YOU TO SLEEP!)
(-nods feeling accomplished and paces:-)
(Darn it you two I'm a late-night person D:<
I catch up on all this sleep lost during the day...)
(Blakey...)
(Blake SLEEP now before I stress over that too don't make me be a hypocrite!)
(Then don't stress over it, I'm fine, J is fine. We will sleep when we become tired and/or bored.)
(J. Sleep.)
(No. I don't know what you guys don't get about "I'm not tired")
(Sleep Blake.
xD I'm stressing my dad now with my stressing.
NEEEEEERRRRRVVVVVEEEESSSSS.
All my friends have their tests before me! They'll get their results and be like 'yeah I got this and I got this and oh damn I was this much behind you' and I'll just be there like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH TICK TOCK HANDS ON A CLOCK THE TEST IS COMING, THE WORK IVE FORGOT, IM GONNA FAIL IM GONNA CRY AND IM WHEN I GET HOME IM GONNA DIE!)
(Blakey, it would be fine if it was a weekend. But it's Friday for you today... :( )
(I've mentioned before that I have this entire week off...)
(Blake sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep you are not an owl!)
(Well, in that case...)
Diablo: You will not lay a finger on her.
*The forest seems darker all of a sudden*
Or what? You think you can stop me? In the darkest season of the year?
Diablo: Or I will become unhappy. Mr Soul, don't touch her. That's all I shall say on the matter. Don't hurt her by your hand.
(-bounces:-)
(-paces-)
(-spins:-)
(*huggles*)
(-bounces and spins, singing-)
(-huggles tightly, very tightly-)
(*smiles and squeezes*)
I didn't plan to. All I will do is offer her life in exchange for that of our Rose. No harm done by me. As for what happens after the exchange, that is beyond what I can decide.
*He stared at Blake for a moment before sighing*
Diablo: Do what you will...
(-laughs and sobs, basically vibrating with nervous energy- I'm gonna fail! )
(*Pats head* that's the spirit!)
(And then mums going to kill me!)
(Gotta love those positive thoughts!)
You said her body was still on the steps of Loki's palace?
Diablo: I did.
(Yep! Isn't it great!)
(Ohhh yeah!)
*holds Jai/Sil*
No one is killing you!
*grabs the cricket bat just in case*
(- explodes-)
(OOOH IF I EXPLODE I DONT HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL! I NEED FIREWORKS NOW!)
(-clings to Matty like a koala-
MINE! ~Jai)
*Blake sinks into his shadow, his eyes filled with a sudden hope*
(I'm gonna go now, good night.
*Cuddles Rose/Danni*
*Pats Sil on the head*)
(MY MUSIC DOESNT GO LOUD ENOUGH!)
(*Cuddles Blakey tight and nuzzles his neck*
Goodbye...)
Heh, yes, yours! And no one is going to be hurting you :)
*lifts her off her feet*
*cuddles*
Relax!
(Right.
Relax.
Reeeeelaaaaax.
-cuddles and melts into him:-)
(*frowns* is anyone here.....?
and if anyone replies to this, just to warn you....
I'm in a mood where i could swing for someone (in other words I feel like punching something.....)
*pops up in front of Gar*
Hey.
What's wrong, Gar?
Hey Tia *brofists*,
earlier i was quite angry.... For reasons.....
but now as it usually does my anger has just seeped away
and ok now....
What happened, Gar?
Hopefully my author being exhausted will not make me miss Rose again. I want my wife back and I want to kill Blake for interferring in affairs he needs to stay out of.
Zaf, how big of a thing is black Friday in America? It's pretty insignificant here, so...
(Also date? Should we continue?)
Uhm. Really big. Like....People wait in line after 6pm on Thursday.
Date- Sure.
-Zaf
(-hates life, and school, and grades, and French, and maths, and biology, and most of all myself-)
"I'll love you enough for the both of us" <3
(-smiles- Matty..you're amazing, you know that? <3)
*looks around*
Huh? What?
Just who are you talking to? Can't be me!
..heh, thanks, but I stole those words from someone far more amazing than me ;)
(Yeah but you're still amazing)
Well, thank you... I try, just for you! *hugs*
(-hugs back-)
(Hello.)
(Hey :)
-gets to her feet again, growling-
Let me go. You can't keep me here. Can't watch me all the time. Sooner or later I'll escape.
(Hey)
Hiya Chi-sama! *hugs*
(Not really here)
(Hello, Silente. *hugs her tightly*
Hello, Chione.)
Liliana: I disagree with everything you said. I can keep you here, I can watch you all the time and you will not escape.
*Saunters around blogland like she belongs there*
*Holds onto her Scythe tightly*
(Hey Sophia, Hey Matex-sama!
*looks at Cordelia*)
(-huvs Soph back-
-hugs chi- hey!)
-growls louder-
No. You can't keep me and sooner or later you'll look away. Sooner or later you'll be distracted and THEN, then I'll make my move.
(Hey Sil! *hugs*)
*Looks around Blogland, surprised there is no one around currently*
Hmm.
(HOW ARE YOU CHI??)
Liliana: I think not.
*Kicks at the mounds of snow laying around, not melting*
There shouldn't be snow around this time of year...
*Looks up to the sky*
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