Hello Minions.
In case you missed it on my Twitter page, @DerekLandy, I shall repeat what I have twittered-tweeted-whatever, here...
Are you ready for the Year of the Requiem to kick into high gear?
End of the week, the mystery deepens.
You think you might know the identity of Prisoner 270914, but do you have any idea of the danger you, yes YOU, are in? And how much YOU will be needed to stop him?
This Friday, will you take one step closer to finding out?
But tomorrow... TOMORROW we have something you've been waiting for. You've been waiting a LONG time for this. Since the series began... since you started your journey...
Tomorrow, at 4PM on my blog, I will reveal the cover to The Dying of the Light.
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But I don't wannaaaaaaaaaa
*eyes snap open*
COOKIES! MUST PROTECT THE COOKIES!!
*puts up one hand*
Wait what, excuse me miss jazzhands i want cookies too.
NOOOOOO
MY COOKIES! *Clutches the cookie jar*
For your information...
these are OATMEAL cookies.
Not Chocolate Chip
I never left
Okay I left for a little but I ghost a lot and YES I AM THE CHOCOLATE CHIP THIEF. OR JUST THE CHOCOLATE THIEF.
OR JUST.
CHOCOLATE.
OH MY GOD.
I LOVE CHOCOLATE.
WHAT.
BWAAH!
*gets tackled*
*sneezes from the glitter*
NO
must.... stay.... awake....
FOR THE COOKIES!
OAT WHAT.
NO
SHES LYING.
THOSE ARE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES.
*gaaaaaaaaasp*
YOU DON'T LIKE OATMEAL COOKIES??!!!
ok *shrugs*
ALL THE MORE FOR ME!! *munches one*
*pauses*
chocolate............
*steals a cookie while Jubi isn't looking*
MINE
*Looks into the cookie jar*
*Eyes widen*
oh no
these aren't the oatmeal cookies
WHO REPLACED MY OATMEAL COOKIES WITH CHOCOLATE CHIP???
*looks at everyone else*
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?
I HAVE JUST EATEN CHOCOLATE
THERE IS NO CUUURRE
A lonely girl sits, typing furiously on a keyboard, the light from the computer screen illuminating her face. It danced through the glistening tears that made diamond-like tracks down her pale face. She twitched her nose as she sniffled. Blinked her pale blue eyes.
Despite the words on the screen, the ones trying to convince her that she was bit at fault for the cruel words her friends flung at each other like grenades, she knew otherwise. Each one was a tally along her wrists. Not with pen, but the effect after every stroke was similar to washing away fresh, wet ink.
But in a sense, with every cut, she was washing it away. She was ridding herself of the pain she had inflicted on her friends, all the heartbreak, worry, the pain that would no doubt continue if she remained breathing.
What a foolish girl.
All it had taken was one sentence in a moment for frenzied joy. If she hadn't have disobeyed her mother's strict ruling of never talking to people she didn't know, then she wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. Not would she have made such amazing friend's...
She wouldn't have discovered such adventures. Such fun. And pain. And horror.
Nor would she be experiencing this crushing grief, spawning from the knowledge that, by trying to save one friend’s life, she had ultimately doomed her own.
Oh, the irony.
Please… Just stop fighting… I just want the fighting to stop…
It was odd how easily these friends turned on each other, like savage, wild beasts. How quick they were to tell the crying girl that it wasn’t her fault. How they wouldn’t stop fighting…
They keyboard was slick with a dangerous mix of blood, tears, and alcohol to numb the pain she was inflicting on herself. The lonely girl didn’t know how the keyboard was still working or how she was still conscious.
It had started off as a desperate need to say goodbye. To tell them that their actions were tearing the dying girl apart and that the inevitable was soon approaching.
I know she’s done wrong. Just let her fix her ways. Forgive her… Please…
She didn’t know who she was referring to anymore. Herself or the victim? Forgive the cold girl for the pain she would put them through.
Forgive her for the lies.
Forgive her for trying to fix a life.
Forgive her for being the one to destroy it in the first place.
If it weren’t for her, Blogland would have been calm. Peaceful. With a pinch of adventure and a dash of romance.
There were too many things that the dead girl couldn’t be forgiven for.
So she made the ultimate sacrifice to cease the relentless, pointless, painful words that had been thrown around too many times. Maybe this would save her home. Maybe it was time.
“Maybe it’s time to die,” said the dead girl as she let her body fall. This movement woke her younger brother who had sleeping meters away from her.
He didn’t scream. He cradled his dead sister’s body in his feeble, thirteen year old arms and whispered into the darkness, “A heros' curse is sacrifice. Always.”
I REPLACED THEM WITH CHOCOLATE CHIP MWAHAHAHAHA >:D
Deathy?
^ THE GIRL SPEAKS THE TRUTH
the girl being El
and the truth being what she said
Whoever said I was Rose...?
I assume Rose? God, thats too morbid, its silly. And i worry about how much of that is true :/
*hugs*
If not Rose then who?
Why must you know? I prefer to remain nameless.
It seems as though my clock is having a hard time beating.
Farewell.
Youve misread.
The brother is thirteen, not her.
Because we care, obviously. People fight because people will be people, you seriously can't blame yourself, it wont change anything :(
*supermegatacklehugs Darkes Night/whoever you are :) *
Besides, whoever you are, you now have to do the ded :)
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you?)
(I am depressed. Goodbye Elleni.)
Bloggers,
Blogland is broken.
Our home, our sanctuary, is broken, rotting. Only we can fix it.
It's time we stopped ignoring it.
Before you point fingers and play the blame game, look in the mirror, because unless you are flawless you have no right to point out another's flaws.
I know a lot of people are emotionally attached to blogland. I know many more are emotionally scared.
We need to see just how precious blogland is.
So i invite you to have a chance to grow as people, to let blogland calm. I offer a new chance.
Please, friends. Take a one week break away from blogland. And when you return let bygones be bygones.
If not for blogland then do it for yourself. It'll be hard for many, me included, but I believe it will help.
I hope you'll all consider it and join me in this brief holiday.
-Jai
(Hello, Silente. *hugs her tightly*
I do not believe that a holiday would fix things, I am afraid. Because when we would return the problem would still be there. It would make sense to stop the issue rather than avoiding it. That is what I think - but the fighting does need to stop. Avoiding it is just not the best way to do that.)
*isn't here*
we should have a funky therapy session with everyone
*still isn't here*
maybe more like a funky intervention
My honest suggestion is, if you have a problem with someone, fuck off.
Argue with them over email or something.
And when its sorted, come back.
Stop announcing your feelings on the blog, because even those with good intentions just end up bringing up the same old topics and then everyone wants to put in their two cents worth. And it just goes round and round. People read back several pages and show up in the middle of nowhere and decide to put their opinion foward and suddenly the arguments break out again. Who fucking cares, just drop it. Some things need to be sorted out but jesus christ they don't need to be sorted here with everyone having their say about it and taking sides.
(Jubilance's idea could potentially work. Perhaps. It would require cooperation, however, which is not exactly a strength of this place at the moment.
What is apparent to me is that Zafira has to stop. I mentioned my analogy with being cold and warming up your chest, your arms and legs would sort themselves out after? I believe the same logic could be applied here. We need to target the cause. And once the core of the issue has been warmed up - all the smaller issues should fix themselves.)
(Matex - stopping the issue cannot just happen instantly. But I do care. We are not just talking about a petty argument, we are talking about people's lives. And unless we do something about it, more people will be put at risk. I am not prepared to let anyone die. That is the reason I fight. It is that serious.)
Can we all just stop arguing...? Please...?
Zaf's gone through enough shit.
Adra's gone through enough shit.
I'm sick of being the fucking hero. The one who has to make these choices.
Does no one realise how hard that was for me to do?? Ending the whole Roki Doki thing? That actually hurt. But I had to do it. Because I needed Adra to be okay.
I was a fucking hero. And you guys are bickering like little children because of it.
So stop fucking arguing with each other. Right now. What's done is done. It's over, okay? Now stop before I really get pissed.|
My point exactly; if you think Zaf needs to stop then tell her that in private, don't post it here, because thats just going to start more arguments. All anyone ends up doing is starting arguments.
I agree with Rose.
Think about it before you post it where everyone can see, that is my only advice. Take it or leave it, I don't care, I'm not interested in a discussion because like i said it just brews arguments, and we have more than enough of those.
I'm here to eat cookies and steal chocolate and hug people.
(Hello, Rose. I do see your point. But it does not seem to be over, not to me. It does not appear that Zafira has stopped. Hell, I have already realised the somewhat more peaceful way will be the best. It is just a case of ending it once and for all.)
Just.
Stop.
Fighting.
Because.
I am this fucking close from losing it.
Don't bring it up. Get it over. And maybe my little brother wont be cradling me in his arms at the end of the night, because I'm losing precious time for my exams tomorrow by settling this place right here.
(Although, actually, it has occurred to me that Trip was provoking Zafira essentially for revenge. So last night cannot especially count. Although Zafira had a large part to play in it, Trip was the one who continued it unnecessarily. So there is a possibility, which seems somewhat unlikely given past events, that Zafira has stopped. I am completely open to the concept of peace, but a few things have to change to make it possible. It is not just me being stubborn - peace will not last unless things change where Zafira is concerned. And that is a fact.)
STOP.
BRINGING.
IT.
UP.
Just let it go and forget. Because I'm losing it. And my family is going to suffer.
Judhipor isn't a part of Rose. She's me, the author, when I'm pissed. She could easily take a life, and I don't want to do that to my family, okay??
*cuddles Rose until she calms down, until she feels better, until she no longer needs hugs*
*isnt here, but is still hugging*
Oh, no, I forgot. This argument isn’t over my suffering wellbeing. It’s a race to see who can make the other commit suicide first.
Forgive me for my callousness.
*Vanishes*
(You know that is not true, Rose.)
*offers Rose some of the stolen goods*
I have cookies and chocolate and.. yoghurt.
*high fives Rose*
I have an exam the day after,
On Saturday. Oh the joy.
I wish the best of luck! *hugs*
(I have to go now. Goodbye.)
Well, that's that darnest thing, Sophia.
I am right.
You're so focused on Zaf and Trip, pecking at their faults like chickens...
So focused on making the others bleed...
While you remain completely oblivious of dove above you. After all, the dove is only a white pigeon... A white, flying rat.
I'm not one of you. And I can see that I never will be.
So I'll take my permanent leave. Don't worry about what happens to me after this.
It wont be too big of a change from how you view me now.
Rose, if you're still here, could I email you?
deathyrose@gmail.com
*hugs Danni*
*stays there, in that hug, tight and reassuring*
sticky tape...
I have a brilliant suggestion!! It's called this: I leave Adra alone, I don't insult her I don't say a word about her unless it's nice, and we don't have to end a ship over it. If I say a word negatively towards her, then we can end it. There. Problem solved. Nobody has to deal with a sulking Asgardian, and nobody has to fight.
And second- EVERYONE stops bloody pecking at Trip and I. Its over. Done. You have a problen you email me.
Sound fair enough? I hope.
-Zaf
Sounds good to me. Thats what i was suggesting (i think?), but not just you, people who have a problem with anyone should deal with it privately. It isnt needed here.
*hugs Zaf*
*hugs Zaffy*
*cries*
I hope Rose might agree.....she is his wife.....-Zaf
I would prefer her to agree, I do not wish my children to feel torn between their parents. Perhaps bbeing adopted made that one thing I detest.
Danni.
*I can't
I tried, didn't I?
Please tell me I tried.
And why wasn't it enough?
Tia....?-Zaf
EMAIL
Sorry...
If you were sorry you'd stop.
You'd stop before you were dead.
You'd stop before you broke us.
Rose, what did you do?-Zaf
What needed to be done...
No. Not what needed to be done. You did what DID NOT need to be done. Calm the hell down. You die, Em goes and I go and many others.-Zaf
(Wishing you all an unrealistically happy day.
- Kas)
(Hello.)
(I will continue to be here.)
Everybody.
This is going to break my freaking heart, okay? I don't want to do this.
And this isn't a threat, either. No matter how screwed things are here, I would NEVER threaten any of you.
I'm going to leave.
It's not a huge loss for any of you, actually, seeing as I'm almost never on here. I'm not that significant either, so. :/
But I'll always be checking my email if anybody wants to talk, because, well, I want to make sure you all are okay. :)
The thing is, Blogland has been distracting me from schoolwork. And as much as I love you all, I really need to focus on that.
Whenever I check on here, it's so that I can talk to you amazing people. I read back in the comments a lot and almost every time I do, I smile. It's fan-bloody-tastic here. You have changed my life.
But now, honestly, that glow is fading away. Blogland is collapsing. I've only been on since last December, but I've read the earlier comments enough to know that it wasn't always like this.
Arguments. Fights. Real life hurt and anger. Hell, real life tears. Jubi said earlier that the rp seemed to be the main cause of it, and do you know what? I agree.
I'm not going to ramble in any more about how crap this situation is, we already know. I'm going to offer a solution. It might not work, but what the hell.
Whenever there's an argument:
1. Whatever it is, keep the majority of it OFF THE BLOG. It only increases the negativity and other people join in, having no choice but to be sucked into it.
2. Both on and off the blog, please, don't just talk about how unbelievably crap the situation is. If we need a reality check, give us that, yes, but also OFFER A SOLUTION. Reminding everybody of how awful the situation is isn't going to help anyone, it's only going to increase the awfulness. If you have even the tiniest seed of an idea that could help, share it. No matter how small it is, it could help.
3. Respect others, okay? I don't care that I sound like my mum right now, but everybody has a right to their opinion. You have your opinion, I have mine. That's perfectly fine.
But when you start stating your opinion so hurtfully that people actually feel the effects in real life, we have a problem.
So yes, say what you want to say, but do it tactfully. Swearing and yelling aren't going to help convince people that your idea should be supported.
That's it, I guess, up until my blogversary. Bye guys. I'll miss you. *hugs*
*vanishes*
[hugs Fay]
New post.
*hugs Emerald and Fabi and everybody*
NEW POST
I've picked my day a long, long time ago.
I promised myself that if I don't feel any better by the 12th of November, I'd leave.
So, it seems like I'm quitting. You probably won't see this for a while, so yeah, by that time all hooks between the blog and I will be severed an i won't feel compelled to stay here.
*hugs Danni*
Are you still intent on leaving? :c
*hugs Rose* :(
(Okay. So my turn now, right?)
(How about you go because I can't do much right now, holding onto you and kicking Kes away.)
*digs claws into Amethyst's leg*
((Am I part of this order or is it just for you two?))
((Oh never mind))
((I'm...dangling...from...Amethyst's leg...))
Zanida- Fire. The thing is she can also use her abilties with ice because she is a Frost Giant.
Loki- He can appear as anything and he can appear and disappear out of nowhere. He's eers....a Frost Giant too. He has that Chitauri Sceptre that he can mind control you if he touches your heart with it and he fires it at you. Him and Zanida switch between using the Casket of Winter which is something that can freeze people and things in ice.
-Zaf
((Oh okay Zaf.
Elleni, aren't we flying?
This while thing is a mess XD))
*ducks behind Amethyst's leg*
*the fire hits her instead*
(I have to go eat dinner now! I'll try to return soon!)
((Goodbye Amethyst!
D: I don't know! I have to go in like, 15 minutes, so...
We could just out the whole thing on hold?))
*appears near them, holding Zafira Kerias* I would advise you all to pay attention to me. Carefully. I have allies you would never dream of all thanks to Zafira.
Zafira: Wasn't....my....doing....
Silence!
Zafira: Loki....trying to....use....MEV- *passes out due to blood loss*
*vanishes with Zafira
Zanida: That guy? The eight foot tall crazy man. Yeah and we're looking into finding Nic- *cuts off* Nobodu important*
((Reference- They want to find other dimensional Niccolò but since Ari is never on, it obviously isnt happening so don't worry. I want sleep so good night.-Zaf
((Kes is literally a vampire so unless someone finds serum she can't participate :/
Li's got some extra, if you call her, but I'm leaving v soon))
((Elleni, I'm in EST. 5 hours behind blog time))
((You?
Bye Zaf!))
((Oh okay. That's Fabi's/Val's/Lav's, right?))
((Cool, cool. I have to go, goodnight!))
I'm back... too late thought :\
**though
*hugs Elleni*
So, now what?
Me neither...
*laughs*
*tries to nom Elleni's face*
*noms on Elleni's face*
Facesssssss.... :3
*stops nomming on face*
*sits down*
I'm going to go now... good bye.
Hello.
Is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your EYES!
[Sneaks up behind Duck]
BOO
I can see it in your SMILE!
QUACK!
SAYS SHEEP TIRE!
You're all I ever - AHHHHH! A FABIOSAURUS!!!
RAWR
(Hi Dugglyn!)
Hello Fabi, hello Duggy!
Hello Fabi, hello Duggy!
YES. IT IS THE FABIOSAURUS.
COWER IN FEAR, WATERFOWL.
Or not. That's cool too.
Rawr
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you?)
(I am depressed. Are you doing anything interesting at the moment?)
(I enjoy eating apple pie. Especially when there is cinnamon inside it.)
(That sounds like a very good apple pie already.
This may sound odd, but I do not usually like food. Food is something I eat because I have to, not because I want to. Biotics have to have 4,500 kilocalories every day, but it is not uncommon for me to skip meals and have a few energy bars instead.)
(Neither have I. There are some foods I enjoy but I would not go out of my way to have them. I prefer drinks over food, by far.)
(So you do not like food but you prefer it over drink?)
(I see. On a slightly unrelated note, I do not like soup.)
(I have never found a type of soup that I enjoy. They are all too bland for my taste.
I do not like chocolate, either.)
(I have never been to Korea. I have been to Canada (obviously), America and England. That is about all. I have not been to many places on Earth.)
(I will be back in a moment.)
(I am back.)
(Thank you. How are you?)
(That is good.
I really hate buses.)
(They are too slow and not adequate in terms of safety. They piss me off.
Also the fact that a lot of people get on a bus, and I hate lots of people in a small space.)
(Goodbye Elleni.)
(I have to leave. Goodbye.)
Hi, *insert name here*.
*hugs* Have a great day!
*leaves*
(hello...)
...
(snowosaur....so kawaii!)
(I have to go now
byii!)
*yawns*
(Just thought I'd put this out there:
The girl in the profile picture of the first comment of this page is me...
Yeah, I said I wouldn't be here... Bye!)
ROSE!!! Please!!! Don't leave!!!
(But I made a promise...)
Rose:
If you're leaving forever, please, not like this.
If it's to take a breather, or for some other reason, I'm not going to stop you. We all need a little space sometimes.
*offers a hug*
I'll take four weeks. If I can stay off longer, then I will. I've got the summer holidays coming up soon, so yeah...
@Rose: I'm going to miss you, but if it's going to help, then I'm not going to stop you. *kind of half smiles, and there's no emoji or anything, really to describe that*
*Smiles back*
Thank you, m'dear.
I guess I'll be off. You can will reach me through email, okay?
Yeah, definitely. :)
Have a good four weeks, kay? :P
(sorry for poofing, by the way, it's just that there was this beautiful rainbow outside :))
Bye Death! Have a good month!
(warning: this is a kind of rant
and it'll probably have awful grammar
and no coherence at all
so sorry about that :P)
If you're thinking right now "I look crap", this one's for you.
Look in the mirror. Right now. Look at yourself. You are a beautiful human being, okay? It doesn't matter what size you are, what colour your skin is, or, well, anything. Look at yourself, and look right into your reflected eyes. Tell yourself, "hey, my eyes aren't too bad," or "hey, my hair looks pretty dang awesome today". Look at yourself, and find something you like.
And if there's nothing?
Then you're not looking close enough. :)
Honestly, you're all amazing to me. I don't care what you look like, and I doubt anybody else here does either. Be confident with yourself. Give yourself a break, okay?
You might be thinking "what does she know?" Trust me, I've had those days where I look at myself and think that I'll never be pretty. I realised something recently, though. Pretty's just a word. What is pretty, actually? And what right does anybody have to look at you and not call you beautiful?
Right now, I'm going to say this.
You are gorgeous, in the best sense of the word. Hell, you are fabulous. (Look, you made it to this comments section, proving that you have good taste in books. And dedication. :P)
Now look in the mirror again. Stand up straight. Be confident. Smile.
And I dare you to say that you're not beautiful.
*hugs*
*leaves*
If she leaves, I leave. Thank her.-ZF
Summer holidays? Ah, Australia.
Sadly, I can understand the need to take a break from here.
*hugs Danni, Kes, Zaf and Emerald*
Damn straight, Phoenix
@Kestrel: thanks? XD
If you're reading this, you're amazing. Yes you are :)
Soooo lights are all out but wifi works.....-Zaf
NEW POST
(Following on from Emerald, here is one of my rants that isn't very sophisticated or well-written, as all rants should be. I am Dylan/Aiden/whoever I was recently. Alice is my new character)
I feel like beauty is extremely overrated. Because beauty isn't when you're thin, or when your thighs don't touch. Beauty is confidence and having self-acceptance of your flaws and perfections. I have a best friend, and she's beautiful. But she isn't confident. And that saddens me to no end because I love her so, so much, and no matter how many sappy love poems I can make for her, she'll never know that I can't pull anything out of the 250,000 words in the english language and string them together to word my feelings for her. You can be considered the most beautiful woman on earth, or the most handsome man on the planet. But if you're a man/woman that calls out someone for their flaws or something that they cannot change, you can go fuck yourself. Because being comfortable in your own skin has become so difficult these days, with no escape from the media and idols that apparently have "perfect bodies". Because the perfect or ideal body is just a fucking stupid standard set for young men and women everywhere. The perfect body is the one that you're comfortable to be in. Because no matter how much you weigh, the complexion of your skin, or the way your face looks, you're beautiful.
Beauty has no standards.
I agree, Alice. Of course I agree.
(hello?)
Darn it. I was writing two dedications for the last post and now they're gone.
I dedicate to Silente and Danni. I love you both. You're amazing people who I am very glad to know. You make me happy.
Stay strong.
(hear hear!)
((Did anyone think to tell the new people what we do when it's full?))
Mark: *smiles at Kes* hey.
Annabelle: *dumps her food in the bin despite needing it, after all she was basically starving to death yesterday*
*walks to he front door*
I'm going out.
(I was just thinking that Kessie.... crap)
Alice
that was amazing.
Thank you. :)
Yes, Kes. 'Emotionally abusive' is EXACTLY the term I was looking for. :)
*frowns* no you are not Annabelle...not after last time
Annabelle: I'm going our Flick. You aren't my mum, you can't tell me not to.
(But Annabelle is also kind of -
I mean, he put EFFORT into that food. :/ It's not even his FAULT he likes you. He's not even making a big deal out of it. Maybe instead of being a jerk to HIM when he's done NOTHING WRONG you should have a go at Inky who is the only one causing the problems here. :/
Poor Mark . . .)
(I dedicate this page to Velvet and Ben, for coming on tonight...and good luck to them trying to find us again!
Also, I dedicate this page to the lovely thing Alice Vogue said about beauty, and I couldn't agree more
One last thing, I dedicate this page to the song 'every breath you take' by the police)
I am the superior wolf here and I order you to stay put *force behind her words is evident)
*walks in*
(there shouldn't be a bracket in my last comment)
(hey Viv!)
Hey, ummm, anyone on?
((Hear, hear to both!
Hey Star! Yeah, KesTC is rethinking her friendship with InkyTC, she's got too much history with emotional abuse))
*looks at Mark*
And you are?
(Velv! you made it! *huggles*)
(*hugs Velv* thank you)
i know pretty scary right?
i mean we both knew it was going to happen we just didn't know when it was going to happen *shadow walks outside to the car* and don't worry that was only a short jump.
(Hey)
*creepy malicious voice* Found you Inky...
*cacles manicaly*
Annabelle: No. *walks out the front door*
*TACKLEHUGS VIVVY*
((Oh, hi Velvet! We weren't sure if you'd figure out what to do :3))
Mark: *smiles at kes* im mark..
((Hi Viv!))
Hey everyone!
@Kes: *nods* :/
Oh, hi. I'm Kes. Do you live here or something?
Tawnee: *whimpers*
*jumps at the voice*
Wait ! *follows after her*
*tacklehugglinates Sil right back!*
Hey kes! Well first, I emailed Garr here, then, being the clever little girl I am, I figured you would retreat to the last comments section with space, excluding the spoilers section because obviously not everyone has read TDOTL. It was only a matter of time till I found you. *creepy stalker face*
Hello Mr Tempest To Be *grins*
Annabelle: *sighs and waits* yes?
Mark: um...not really...sorta..I dont really know. I..I left my pack so now I'm...kinda all alone...
((Oh, nice, Velvet. Now we just have to wait for Ben...))
Where are you going?
I need to put you down a minute, ok
*puts Taw down and opens the car door*
*picks her up again and puts her in the car, closes the door*
*runs around to the drivers side and hops in*
Hello Mrs.Keen-to-be.
*hugs*
It's getting closer!!!
((The "oh, hi. I'm Kes." Was directed at Mark, btw))
(Well, I am an acadship! *flicks hair* Yeah Kes, I hope he gets here!)
Tawnee: *groans* hurts...
*hugs him back*
It is...so close.
*traces his face*
Soon..
Annabelle: out.
Where is out? Last time, you disappeared ad almost died... I actually care for you
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