They used to stand together so well against any threat they faced, as if a team whose sole purpose was defending the world. And when the planet wasn't in danger, they went on adventures, still working together to save not-quite-so-many lives. It was rediculous, pathetic, but reliable nonetheless. And it was amusing to watch them chase people around, including myself. They use to think about what they were doing. Properly strategize. And between all of them, they accomplished a good many things. They also genuinely cared about and coordinated with each other. All anyone here does anymore is fight each other, albeit often in good spirits. And they don't care about anything. No interest in their own lives or other people's. They only over feel momentarily; if they happen across an emotion, it's gone the next moment. And they wonder why I tire of them. This is why Loki has the tesseract without so much as a struggle.
*Judhipor dances around the edge of the lake, spinning, twirling, flipping and running. She stops suddenly and her eyes dart around, a slow grin starting to form on her face* Who's there?
*Her grin grows wider and she giggles* Yes. Yes I am. Have you heard of me? *She skips forward, acting much like a six year old. Her knife in her hand glints in the sun*
Oh, you have missed out on so much... Shall I introduce myself properly? *She giggles and curtsies mockingly* I am Judhipor. Death Rose's dark side, her True Name, her alter ego and a few other things. I'm all her repressed memories and fears and horrors in one. *She bows, holding her knife out to one side as she does so* I'd like to say it's an honor, but, I really don't think you'll live long enough for it to be of any meaning. *She springs forward a few meters and raises her free hand. The gravitational pull around Valencia increases and makes her feel heavier*
*Scribbles down the most that she can before tossing her notebook to the side, snapping open her wings, stepping back* I don't think you want to do that, Judhipor. I mean no harm, not threat to you. In fact, I'd rather like it if we could be friends.
Oh, you don't know me. I just want a little bit of fun! And what use is friends? I've got Dwyer. He's all I need! *She tilts her head to the side and glares at the girl*
(Just so you are familiar with Death/Judi's powers, they can manipulate gravity and kill with a glare. When they glare, it causes horrible agony.)
*Leans heavily on her cane as she slowly makes her way to Valencia* *Stands in front of her, in the line of Judhipor's glare* I'll take it for you. *Her Philosopher's Stone glows gently* She can't kill me.
*ten zombie caterpillars March in* *the two on the outside are carrying horns* *the stop* *Dugglyn runs in* *the zombie caterpillars blow their horns* Always fear, Dugglyn is here!!! How be's yous eyes??!?!?! How be's yous?!?!??!
Yes. I was born with these wings. *Since she's sitting on his shoulders, she plays with the horns on his helmet, running her fingers over the metal* Bird, elephant, Flea, Cheetah, Starfish, Salmon... Among others.
Oh, my. Is today the 20th? Oh my, it is! Time for a little chat.... *turns into mist and glides over to Washington D.C.* *arrives at the white house and goes in an open door* *the president sits at a desk* *solidifies into Dugglyn* *the president gasps* Hello Mr. P!! If you forget I'm Dugglyn, the one who is going to rule the world... yeah that's me! I said I'd be back, and here I am! Have you made a decision? *the president looks around nervously* Oh, and I won't call the guards if I were you.... President: how many will you kill? Me: none!! They will still be alive but they will be caterpillars! *doesn't mention the fact that they'd be zombies* President: then how many would be caterpillars? Me: depends on people's actions. If they try to stop me, caterpillar for them. But if they last me take over then they will be save! The choose starts with you...
*the president doesn't know, she can see it on his face* President: I....well.... Why? Why do you want to take over the world!? Me: you're just trying to buy time. But here's why, why have an army of zombie caterpillars if you don't do anything with them!? I had to do something! President: I don't believe you!
"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?"
I'm far too excited for this. The cover is absolutely beautiful; it draws you in so soul-crushingly gently. I can't wait to read this. I expect to love and hate Landy exponentially more for it.
I cant find dark days anywhere would you be able to send shipments to easons pavillions swords? The dying of the light looks really sad. I love Skulduggery Pleasant,I'm just finished The Faceless ones and my friend Devin Hanson is on last stand of the deadmen. I tell him to slow down but he wont listen to me. The name's Oscar Geraghty I am a huge fan and I'm soooooooo happy that I live in Dublin
HOLLY HELL!!!! Tom Percival MUST win an award I do not want to see any main characters die especially after Ghastly and Anton died which had reserved a special little place in hell for Erskine And PLEASE I AM BEGGING that the remnant has to be removed from Tanith WITHOUT fatalities (well maybe apart from the remnant) I love all of the skulduggery pleasant books and read them all more than once (apart from Armageddon Outta Here but that was only because I finished it a few hours before I sent this but I did finish Playing With Fire a few minutes before sending this) 😄
The rocketeer shoots forth into thine own skye And the thyme keeps moving on; The wind keeps howling, T'will night begone, And the wolves at the moon do shout. The silence falls like a feather to water, And a tear drop hits the linen, Water and iron doth warp into A bitter and salty mix. Slit hands and feet lay open in air, Drying over an open fan; The Queen lies upon her bed there, The Queen was killed by her hand.
Sybbil sweetlie knockin on her chamber, And quietly enters en, A shriek, a creik, a despaired shout, For the Queen's done herself in--
Do you lot think my teacher would appreciate this chapter in the book comparison I'm writing?
'Trying to compare An Abundance Of Katherines and Fangirl is like trying to compare a rock and a piece of cheese. Sure the may be the same shape, and they may both be solid, but no matter how hard you try, you can’t make them the same thing."
OpenID iloveskuldugger said... *ten zombie caterpillars March in* *the two on the outside are carrying horns* *the stop* *Dugglyn runs in* *the zombie caterpillars blow their horns* Always fear, Dugglyn is here!!! How be's yous eyes??!?!?! How be's yous?!?!??!
(I see. Personally, I think bodies of education concentrate too much on academic success. If someone scores 100% on their exams, that does not necessarily mean that they are clever. Actually, I believe those with higher grades, generally, have less common sense. I just think they should teach people more practical things like first aid, etc. either simultaneously or instead.)
My family isn't really into the whole Halloween thing, because "we're Australian". But I love it. Like, I was just outside covering our fences in glow-in-the-dark silly string. And if I had it my way, we'd have a fake tombstone (or a real one) and lots of fake bones (or real ones >:3) littering the front lawn rn. If I had it my way, I'd be trick-or-treating, or throwing a Halloween party. I love Halloween. Any excuse to dress up and pretend to be someone else, I'm down with. (I seriously wish I could just stand of the corner of the street right now and pretend to be death. I wouldn't say anything, wouldn't move. I'd just stand there. )
No. Bad people do NOT deserve to die. Number one, no one deserves to die. Number two, what mqkes a good person a good person and a bad person a bad person? We all have good qnd bad inside us. Bad people need sorting out so they learn to show the good parts of themselves. Psychopaths. Psychopaths, you'll probably never turn 'good'. But is that their fault? No, it isn't. You can't blame them for their bodies not producing enough amygdala, any more than you can blame people with anxiety for their bodies producing too much of it.
(It's fine Star, you're enough *hugs her tightly* Sorry, i haven't been on the last 4 days, was stayint in Millport (a town on an island called Cumbrae on the coast of Scotland if you did't know)
(Hey Em, sorry about that, it's sad you can't go. I DON'T WANT TO. nOT MANY KIDS AROUND MY BIT. iT'S BORING AND HARDLY ANYONE ANSWERS THE DOOR. ((sorry for the caps, writing fast.))
I need to go now, the bell is going in 5 minutes. But i'll be back on in 20 minutes if anyone is still here *hugs Star and Em tightly* I love you both.)
Hello Star, *offers friendly huggle* (<hugging mood is back) i don't think we have Emerald *offers hand shake* the name is Garrett, you are? (doing proper intro's)
*shakes Garrett's hand back* Well, there's a first time for everything. And please, call me Fay. (you guys have no idea how many times autocorrect used to change Fay to Fat :P)
Ok, Fay *offers friendly huggle *offers a friendly huggle to Starling as well* if Inky was here she can tell you my hugs are awesome which they are (autocorrect is annoying sometimes)
My mum always goes on and on about how Hull is a forgotten city and how no one notices us and how everyone ignores us (like the floods in 2007 - we had some really bad flooding, but no one was up here filming it because they couldn't be bothered to get here, apparently :P). Whenever anyone visits, she's always going ON and ON and On about how great Hull is - it gets a little wearisome, but it's rather amusing. :P Anyway, one thing she says is that we had some of the wost bombing in the whole country in the Blitz, because they'd just dump their bombs on us on the way home, but it wasn't reported and in the news we were just called "A northern town." Well. I'm on a website and it says "Although Hull suffered terribly, losing 85% of its buildings, it was only referred to in some reports as "a North East town", says Ms Gardiner."
C:
Evidence to support my mum!!! Acknowledgement that Hull is being ignored!!!!
(Also - 85%?? O_O I know my mum told me that Hull was basically destroyed, but still, 85%????? That's a heck of a lot. :O Aha. You can drive down Hull streets sometimes and there's some matching houses and then something random and then more matching houses, and occasionally my mum will point at the random building and tell us that's where a bomb fell. :P)
The Coventry raid was, of course, appalling in its intensity and as it was the first serious attack on a provincial town it goes down in history for the creation of a new word for human brutishness - coventrated. London with its sixty consecutive nights of bombardment received the greatest tonnage of bombs, as well as daylight raids, but London is very big and as the world knows London could, and did, take it. But don't underestimate the troubles, anxieties and sufferings of the Londoners. Plymouth, as a naval town and easily identifiable on the coastline, received a terribly concentrated series of attacks and Liverpool had a nasty week. Manchester, Belfast and Clydeside had nasty times. There were others.
But in my experience and from remembrance of the reports, I would say that the town that suffered most was Kingston-upon-Hull. We had reason to believe that the Germans did not realize that they were bombing Hull. Morning after morning the BBC reported that raiders had been over a 'north-east town' and so there was none of the glory for Hull which known suffering might produce.
The raids on Hull were only occasionally concentrated so that the devastation of a few houses did not produce stories of disaster and heroism to repeat far and wide. Hull often suffered for what might be said to be no rhyme or reason except that it was an easy target. But it was night after night. Hull had no peace. I have since been honoured by this courageous town by being appointed High Steward and it was a privilege for me to tell the citizens that the government was fully aware of their sufferings during the war and the heroic manner in which they had endured them."
@Sophia: Yes. I know. That's why my mum feels the need to advertise Hull, because she says no one knows how great it is, and everyone here thinks it's a dump but anyone who's lived elsewhere can see how good it is . . . :P
For quite a few years now, I've switched off the lights when I realised we haven't stocked up on sweets :/
Now we have stocked up, but I don't feel comfortable opening the door anyway. Like, I have the sweets to give but I don't know how to give them. I feel socially out of touch :/
Claire: No I'm still pretty sure it isn't legal. We could leave some money. After destroying the CCTV cameras. One moment. *goes down to the cellar, picking up some magazines for her submachine guns* *walks back to the front room and loads them*
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They used to stand together so well against any threat they faced, as if a team whose sole purpose was defending the world. And when the planet wasn't in danger, they went on adventures, still working together to save not-quite-so-many lives. It was rediculous, pathetic, but reliable nonetheless. And it was amusing to watch them chase people around, including myself. They use to think about what they were doing. Properly strategize. And between all of them, they accomplished a good many things. They also genuinely cared about and coordinated with each other. All anyone here does anymore is fight each other, albeit often in good spirits. And they don't care about anything. No interest in their own lives or other people's. They only over feel momentarily; if they happen across an emotion, it's gone the next moment. And they wonder why I tire of them. This is why Loki has the tesseract without so much as a struggle.
Door...
*Wakes up from her sleep*
Good evening, all!
*Judhipor dances around the edge of the lake, spinning, twirling, flipping and running. She stops suddenly and her eyes dart around, a slow grin starting to form on her face*
Who's there?
*Peeks out from behind a tree* Hello! I'm Valencia. You're Judhipor, aren't you?
*Her grin grows wider and she giggles* Yes. Yes I am. Have you heard of me? *She skips forward, acting much like a six year old. Her knife in her hand glints in the sun*
Well, not until yesterday. It's a pleasure to meet you, though.
*Scribbles a few notes about her in her notebook*
Oh, you have missed out on so much... Shall I introduce myself properly? *She giggles and curtsies mockingly* I am Judhipor. Death Rose's dark side, her True Name, her alter ego and a few other things. I'm all her repressed memories and fears and horrors in one. *She bows, holding her knife out to one side as she does so* I'd like to say it's an honor, but, I really don't think you'll live long enough for it to be of any meaning. *She springs forward a few meters and raises her free hand. The gravitational pull around Valencia increases and makes her feel heavier*
*Scribbles down the most that she can before tossing her notebook to the side, snapping open her wings, stepping back* I don't think you want to do that, Judhipor. I mean no harm, not threat to you. In fact, I'd rather like it if we could be friends.
Oh, you don't know me. I just want a little bit of fun! And what use is friends? I've got Dwyer. He's all I need! *She tilts her head to the side and glares at the girl*
(Just so you are familiar with Death/Judi's powers, they can manipulate gravity and kill with a glare. When they glare, it causes horrible agony.)
Ah,gracious. *She feels the severe pain and stumbles to the ground, then crawls blindly back, her wings trying to flap and take her away*
*Ambles from the trees, raising her voice sharply* OI! Judi! Leave her be.
(Heyyyyyyyy btw :3)
Adra? Hello! I'm glad you showed up. A little help, please?
*Leans heavily on her cane as she slowly makes her way to Valencia* *Stands in front of her, in the line of Judhipor's glare* I'll take it for you. *Her Philosopher's Stone glows gently* She can't kill me.
Adra, darling. I'd rather you didn't. I can look after her if you like.
((Probably only here for a few moments))
Thank you... Well, I believe that she's stopped, so your efforts are appreciated anyway. Why don't you sit down? You seem rather frail.
Or, if she is gone, that's just as well.
(Hey, love!)
*Glances at Alastair* Well, someone had to do it. Just standing around whilst she's dying... It's upsetting.
But I trust you, love, to watch her.
*Glances between the two, then begins to retreat back into the woods* I'll be at home..
Hello, Alastair.
*Crawls to her notepad and paper, scribbling a few things down about the endeavour*
Hello, Alastair. *holds the sceptre pointed towards Alastair*
And...Loki... *Sighs*
You sigh when yet you were trying to get close to me, are you afraid, Valencia?
Afraid? Of course not. Tired? Yes.
As you wish, Midgardian.
*Sighs again at the rather crude name, and goes and lays down in the grass, and closes her eyes* Whatever.
Do you have a heart, Valencia?
Nope. *Keeps her eyes closed*
*stands beside her* I can test that, Valencia.
*Gently rolls away from him* I don't really want you to.
Well, I fear it may be too late.
((Since apparently I have to do this, may I take control of you, Valencia?))
(You can attempt whatever you want, Loki)
...
*Dashes away, her wings extending fully as she leaps from the ground, catching a large draft to take her higher into the sky*
This really is pathetic.
Please, Loki, go bother someone else.
I know not what you speak of, Chord. *watches Valencia fly off* Does she think me to be Thor?
Who? You? Excuse me if my interaction is limited; as an anthropologist, I can study people, and not influence them.
No, she does not mean to mistake you for your superior brother.
*comes skipping on covered head to toe in blood and grinning from ear to ear*
Hey guys!
Guys?
Hello, Silente.
*Calls down* What's what supposed to be, Loki!
I am here, Silente. *eyes Chord but stays quiet*
What is what? *looks up* You could at least come down.
Oh people are here. Hello Valencia
*waves up at her*
*grubs at Loki*
Hey.
-I walk towards Silente, swiping off some of the blood, putting it to my tongue-
Jesus, how many did you kill?
*grins at Chord*
That'd be telling.
*winks*
Have I got any on my face?
*has quite a bit on her face*
*Childishly*
*Pauses*
*Comes down*
How does it make sense that I would confuse you with Thor?
*ten zombie caterpillars March in*
*the two on the outside are carrying horns*
*the stop*
*Dugglyn runs in*
*the zombie caterpillars blow their horns*
Always fear, Dugglyn is here!!!
How be's yous eyes??!?!?!
How be's yous?!?!??!
Hey Dugglyn! I'm fine as are my eyes. You?
Hi! My eyes are slowly melting but overall, good!
Thank you for asking!
How are the Zombie Catapillars Dugglyn?
You think I really can fly after you? Pathetic. You grow wings and look like, a bird.
*looks over at Loki*
What's wrong with wings and birds? Wings and nice and birds are alright.
Hello, Dugglyn!
No, I don't think you can fly after me. That's why I flew off.
And that's because my DNA has bird genes in it. *Rolls her eyes* Genius.
*She sits on his shoulders*
**are
Birds are awesome.
Speaking of birds wheres Dantè?
No idea, would you like to see him?
Your DNA....has bird in it?! What are you then? I have seen things I thought impossible, let alone Midgardians doing these things.
*shrugs*
I don't mind. I'm just used to seeing him with you. Plus I haven't thanked him for healing me. Or you for that matter. Thanks Chord.
Yes. I was born with these wings.
*Since she's sitting on his shoulders, she plays with the horns on his helmet, running her fingers over the metal*
Bird, elephant, Flea, Cheetah, Starfish, Salmon... Among others.
-I roll my eyes at Loki, wavering over Dantè, as he shifts into human form, bowing before Silente-
Dantè: It was a pleasure to heal you.
Oh, my. Is today the 20th? Oh my, it is! Time for a little chat....
*turns into mist and glides over to Washington D.C.*
*arrives at the white house and goes in an open door*
*the president sits at a desk*
*solidifies into Dugglyn*
*the president gasps*
Hello Mr. P!! If you forget I'm Dugglyn, the one who is going to rule the world... yeah that's me!
I said I'd be back, and here I am! Have you made a decision?
*the president looks around nervously*
Oh, and I won't call the guards if I were you....
President: how many will you kill?
Me: none!! They will still be alive but they will be caterpillars!
*doesn't mention the fact that they'd be zombies*
President: then how many would be caterpillars?
Me: depends on people's actions. If they try to stop me, caterpillar for them. But if they last me take over then they will be save! The choose starts with you...
*curtsies to Dantè*
And I thank you for doing so.
My zombie caterpillars are great.......!
*doesn't seem bothered by her being on his shoulders* I thought Midgardians did not possess such abilities.
I think I may go change. Something that's been in the making for a little while.
-Dantè shifts into a bird, flying through the forest as I follow him to my treehouse-
I'm not a normal Midgardian, Loki.
*She takes off his helmet curiously, inspecting it*
*waves to their backs*
*looks at Loki and Valencia*
*smiles at them*
NEW POST!!!!!!!!
ANMD I GOT FIRS OHMYGOSH
-I walk out, clad in a new, clean costume, resembling a harlequin-
*the president doesn't know, she can see it on his face*
President: I....well....
Why? Why do you want to take over the world!?
Me: you're just trying to buy time. But here's why, why have an army of zombie caterpillars if you don't do anything with them!? I had to do something!
President: I don't believe you!
Oh.
"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?"
Should I assume KOTW/LSODM spoilers, then? ^^
Dammity wrong post *facepalms* xD
*hugs Star because first and happiness, though*
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I'm far too excited for this. The cover is absolutely beautiful; it draws you in so soul-crushingly gently. I can't wait to read this. I expect to love and hate Landy exponentially more for it.
This book is going to break me. I already cant handle it and yet im so excited I think im slipping into a sort of depression.
Which one is first dying of light or Armageddon out of hear?
Tom Percivil, you have outdone yourself
I cant find dark days anywhere would you be able to send shipments to easons pavillions swords? The dying of the light looks really sad. I love Skulduggery Pleasant,I'm just finished The Faceless ones and my friend Devin Hanson is on last stand of the deadmen. I tell him to slow down but he wont listen to me. The name's Oscar Geraghty I am a huge fan and I'm soooooooo happy that I live in Dublin
Oh. My. God. I can't even… Oh, God!
Fun time is over.
Mostly.
This won't end well.
*screams* This is the best cover ever!!!! Sadly, Skulduggery will probably get beheaded.
Bye skulduggery. It was nice knowing you. A tragic loss, i think. Still, least i can KILL DEREK FOR DOING THAT
HOLLY HELL!!!!
Tom Percival MUST win an award
I do not want to see any main characters die especially after Ghastly and Anton died which had reserved a special little place in hell for Erskine
And PLEASE I AM BEGGING that the remnant has to be removed from Tanith WITHOUT fatalities (well maybe apart from the remnant) I love all of the skulduggery pleasant books and read them all more than once (apart from Armageddon Outta Here but that was only because I finished it a few hours before I sent this but I did finish Playing With Fire a few minutes before sending this)
😄
I KNOW, ITS HERE O_O
B...bu.......OH MY GOD I CANT WAIT A WHOLE MONTH FOR THIS BOOK. IM DYING OF EXCITEMENT AND SUSPENSE
This looks SERIOUSLY amazing o.o
*
You know, I'm not that sad. Skullduggery has a thing for coming back to life.
*grins insanely*
*grins insanely*
*grins insanely*
*waves*
*waves*
*waves*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop*
*boop boop*
The rocketeer shoots forth into thine own skye
And the thyme keeps moving on;
The wind keeps howling,
T'will night begone,
And the wolves at the moon do shout.
The silence falls like a feather to water,
And a tear drop hits the linen,
Water and iron doth warp into
A bitter and salty mix.
Slit hands and feet lay open in air,
Drying over an open fan;
The Queen lies upon her bed there,
The Queen was killed by her hand.
Sybbil sweetlie knockin on her chamber,
And quietly enters en,
A shriek, a creik, a despaired shout,
For the Queen's done herself in--
*hugs Adra*
You can talk to me, you know?
[hugs Noelle tightly]
Thank you for the link, Starling.
*hugs Fabi*
Good night!
@Fabi (from what you said on the last post)
HAI!
IT'S OKEY :P
its really short :3
*The two Asgardians stand together by the lake, one has fire in their hand to keep some light*
Zanida: Thor....will you take me home?
Thor: If Loki agrees, you know you cannot leave the realm.
Zanida: He'll never agree. He will tell me this is my punishment for trying to rule Midgard.
Thor: I do not like it, but you did do wrong. If Loki refuses to let you come back home tonight, I cannt force him to say yes.
Give me a good reason.
Zanida: Ricci.
How should I trust you, if my children are with Frigga?
Zanida: I don't want to hurt anyone! I want to go home and be with Thor and Ricci!!!!
*considers her* Very well.
Do you lot think my teacher would appreciate this chapter in the book comparison I'm writing?
'Trying to compare An Abundance Of Katherines and Fangirl is like trying to compare a rock and a piece of cheese. Sure the may be the same shape, and they may both be solid, but no matter how hard you try, you can’t make them the same thing."
*paragraph
Sorry I poofed, wifi randomly turned off, and I was at the dance studio rather than at home, so I couldn't just go reboot it.
@Jubi You are so awesome. I'm really sorry I had to poof. :-(
@Noelle [hugs tightly] We love you, okay?
@Snow It's a good way to start, but it doesn't feel like a complete paragraph?
OpenID iloveskuldugger said...
*ten zombie caterpillars March in*
*the two on the outside are carrying horns*
*the stop*
*Dugglyn runs in*
*the zombie caterpillars blow their horns*
Always fear, Dugglyn is here!!!
How be's yous eyes??!?!?!
How be's yous?!?!??!
*sighs*
Ah, good times!
:P,',','',,'',',',',,','
Hey Dugglyn. XD
Purple!
How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!
I can't believe tomorrow is Halloween! It seemed to come so fast!
Are you going to dress up?
I have a lot of costumes lying around, so yeah.
I might wear my Madame Mist costume again. I left my headpiece at the library, so I didn't actually get to wear it on Halloween last year.
I also have multiple really cool masks.
And a blue Greek-ish-looking dress
And a poofy white skirt
And a suit jacket and tie
And a cheese costume
And a lot of other stuff
So yeah, probably.
I'm really disappointed that I didn't have time to make something new this year...
Meh, I should probably go. It's kinda late. Goodnight!
Good night.
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you? Apologies for the late reply.)
(That is good. Are you doing anything interesting?)
(I see.
Personally, I think bodies of education concentrate too much on academic success. If someone scores 100% on their exams, that does not necessarily mean that they are clever. Actually, I believe those with higher grades, generally, have less common sense. I just think they should teach people more practical things like first aid, etc. either simultaneously or instead.)
(Goodbye Elleni.)
My family isn't really into the whole Halloween thing, because "we're Australian". But I love it. Like, I was just outside covering our fences in glow-in-the-dark silly string. And if I had it my way, we'd have a fake tombstone (or a real one) and lots of fake bones (or real ones >:3) littering the front lawn rn. If I had it my way, I'd be trick-or-treating, or throwing a Halloween party. I love Halloween. Any excuse to dress up and pretend to be someone else, I'm down with. (I seriously wish I could just stand of the corner of the street right now and pretend to be death. I wouldn't say anything, wouldn't move. I'd just stand there. )
I woke up to a picture of my nephew as Captian America and he says: Avengers Assemble (I'm going as Thor)
No.
Bad people do NOT deserve to die.
Number one, no one deserves to die.
Number two, what mqkes a good person a good person and a bad person a bad person?
We all have good qnd bad inside us.
Bad people need sorting out so they learn to show the good parts of themselves.
Psychopaths. Psychopaths, you'll probably never turn 'good'. But is that their fault? No, it isn't. You can't blame them for their bodies not producing enough amygdala, any more than you can blame people with anxiety for their bodies producing too much of it.
(Hey guys)
Hi chi. :) Sorry, not many people are around. O_O
(It's fine Star, you're enough *hugs her tightly* Sorry, i haven't been on the last 4 days, was stayint in Millport (a town on an island called Cumbrae on the coast of Scotland if you did't know)
*hugs* :) :)
That sounds cool! :)
*Hugs her tighter* I miss you Star!
:(
I'm sorry!
*hugs again* :)
Yeah . . . :/ We don't see each other all that much anymore. :/
*is wearing an Iron Man shirt beneath the Iron Man top*
*agrees with Star-Bubble*
*leaves*
*is here*
*can't go trick or treating*
*wants to*
*in other news, asterisks are nice and quiet so I'll stay here in them*
Hi/fours, Tia . . . and thanks. :) :)
@Chi: :( :(
(Star i promise i'll see everyone more often when i come back. I'm not fully back yet. The blog will be like...my main priority when i come back.)
(Hey Em, sorry about that, it's sad you can't go. I DON'T WANT TO. nOT MANY KIDS AROUND MY BIT. iT'S BORING AND HARDLY ANYONE ANSWERS THE DOOR. ((sorry for the caps, writing fast.))
I need to go now, the bell is going in 5 minutes. But i'll be back on in 20 minutes if anyone is still here *hugs Star and Em tightly* I love you both.)
*Fay
@Chi: It's okay. :) It's fine.
Fours!
(surprise! , Hello?)
*hugs everyone back*
*sorry, the GOSHDARN WIFI DECIDED TO QUIT ON ME*
*how's life? :)*
Hi Gar! :)
Diatant, sorry. :(
*hiya, Garrett! I don't think I've met you before :)*
Good, thanks. :)
You?
*hugs Emerald, Star, Gar and Chi*
*goes Halloween shopping*
If Elsa knocks, I'm not opening the door. Sorry, Chi, but seeing a grown man in a "slutty Elsa" costume has left me with mental scars.
Hello Star, *offers friendly huggle* (<hugging mood is back)
i don't think we have Emerald *offers hand shake* the name is Garrett, you are? (doing proper intro's)
Hello Starling how be you?
*okay, I'm ditching the asterisks*
@Starling: *hugs back*
A grown man in a "slutty Elsa" costume? O_O
Oh God. That sounds terrifying.
@Star: Yay! :)
And I'm okay. It's cloudy outside, so that's a plus.
*shakes Garrett's hand back*
Well, there's a first time for everything. And please, call me Fay.
(you guys have no idea how many times autocorrect used to change Fay to Fat :P)
*huggles Fay*
*really has to go*
Bye, Starling...
*hugs Gar* :)
Yes. Cloudy outside. Good. :)
:P
Ok, Fay *offers friendly huggle
*offers a friendly huggle to Starling as well*
if Inky was here she can tell you my hugs are awesome which they are
(autocorrect is annoying sometimes)
OBDIOANSAINSAISNAI
I'm remembering all this homework. :/
History. Further maths.
Ugh. :/
"Create a research project"
Uh
huh
yes.
I want to do this.
I really want to spend my half term doing this.
-_-
I've got to go now, food calls. :/
I should be back later, I think...
Bye!
*vanishes*
Fours, Fay! :(
C:
My mum always goes on and on about how Hull is a forgotten city and how no one notices us and how everyone ignores us (like the floods in 2007 - we had some really bad flooding, but no one was up here filming it because they couldn't be bothered to get here, apparently :P). Whenever anyone visits, she's always going ON and ON and On about how great Hull is - it gets a little wearisome, but it's rather amusing. :P
Anyway, one thing she says is that we had some of the wost bombing in the whole country in the Blitz, because they'd just dump their bombs on us on the way home, but it wasn't reported and in the news we were just called "A northern town."
Well.
I'm on a website and it says "Although Hull suffered terribly, losing 85% of its buildings, it was only referred to in some reports as "a North East town", says Ms Gardiner."
C:
Evidence to support my mum!!! Acknowledgement that Hull is being ignored!!!!
(Also - 85%?? O_O I know my mum told me that Hull was basically destroyed, but still, 85%????? That's a heck of a lot. :O
Aha. You can drive down Hull streets sometimes and there's some matching houses and then something random and then more matching houses, and occasionally my mum will point at the random building and tell us that's where a bomb fell. :P)
"People there were incensed when they went to the cinema and it was all about the destruction of Coventry."
Well, I can imagine they were. :P
Eh, dammit.
*rolls*
(Hello.)
HI Snow, Sophia. :)
(Hello, Star. How are you?)
Fine, thanks. :) Doing history homework.
You?
(I am depressed. And bored. Dragona is going for his hair cut. *sighs*)
:/
That's possibly less than good(ish).
*hugs*
(It could be considered average. It is fine.
I may persuade Dragona to buy some ginger beer.)
If you say so.
Okay. Why?
(I like ginger beer. Just the taste of ginger, generally.)
(I don't like ginger beer much. :P)
"
The Coventry raid was, of course, appalling in its intensity and as it was the first serious attack on a provincial town it goes down in history for the creation of a new word for human brutishness - coventrated. London with its sixty consecutive nights of bombardment received the greatest tonnage of bombs, as well as daylight raids, but London is very big and as the world knows London could, and did, take it. But don't underestimate the troubles, anxieties and sufferings of the Londoners. Plymouth, as a naval town and easily identifiable on the coastline, received a terribly concentrated series of attacks and Liverpool had a nasty week. Manchester, Belfast and Clydeside had nasty times. There were others.
But in my experience and from remembrance of the reports, I would say that the town that suffered most was Kingston-upon-Hull. We had reason to believe that the Germans did not realize that they were bombing Hull. Morning after morning the BBC reported that raiders had been over a 'north-east town' and so there was none of the glory for Hull which known suffering might produce.
The raids on Hull were only occasionally concentrated so that the devastation of a few houses did not produce stories of disaster and heroism to repeat far and wide. Hull often suffered for what might be said to be no rhyme or reason except that it was an easy target. But it was night after night. Hull had no peace. I have since been honoured by this courageous town by being appointed High Steward and it was a privilege for me to tell the citizens that the government was fully aware of their sufferings during the war and the heroic manner in which they had endured them."
Recognition. :O
. . .
Oh my gosh.
My mum has infected me. O_O
(Why is that?)
(Why is that?)
(Well, I'm feeling very pro-Hull. O_O Her pro-Hull-ness is apparently contagious. :O)
(I have heard many people give the opinion that Hull and Bradford are some of the worst places to live in this country.)
(I have heard many people give the opinion that Hull and Bradford are some of the worst places to live in this country.)
@Sophia: Yes. I know. That's why my mum feels the need to advertise Hull, because she says no one knows how great it is, and everyone here thinks it's a dump but anyone who's lived elsewhere can see how good it is . . .
:P
(Hello.)
*picks up the cushion and puts it in place opposite the one Claire put down*
Wait, you live in Hull, Star-Bubble?
*walks over to Sil*
*looks at her*
Hey, Sil :)
*embraces her*
(*hugs Tia*)
(You changed your name again.)
(I have indeed. Starling will be another character. She has no magic, and is weak as heck, just like me.)
...
*Tanya hugs Sil and everybody smiles and is happy*
*clearly*
(Halloween yay! I lied, first Elsa I see is getting extra treats!)
Well, candy third period played with shapes second, first we did work...-Zaf
@Zaf: O_O
@Tia: Yup.
. . . Well. I live in a village near Hull. :P
(It seems I disappeared briefly.)
Claire: Now hold them whilst I put a cushion on top.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!
(Not here, school)
(Hello Dugglyn.)
(Wbd)
For quite a few years now, I've switched off the lights when I realised we haven't stocked up on sweets :/
Now we have stocked up, but I don't feel comfortable opening the door anyway. Like, I have the sweets to give but I don't know how to give them. I feel socially out of touch :/
(Hello, Tia.
I do not celebrate Halloween, or anything, so I fully understand what you are talking about.
Fortunately, trick or treating a military warship is... Well, not done. So I have escaped it mostly.)
(soz fell asleep.)
*holds both the pillows*
Claire: *puts a flat cushion on the top* *lets it go to see if it stands*
*smiles*
*slowly let's go and steps back*
Claire: Yay! Now we need more cushions...
Yes we do..
*opens a portal to a cushion shop*
Tada!
Claire: ... This isn't exactly legal, is it?
If we only borrow them it is. *smiles*
Claire: No I'm still pretty sure it isn't legal.
We could leave some money.
After destroying the CCTV cameras. One moment. *goes down to the cellar, picking up some magazines for her submachine guns* *walks back to the front room and loads them*
*rolls eyes* aren't you a saint.
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