The following has been sent out to all Theatre of Shadows registrants...
My friends,
Many of you have spotted the facebook incursion on Sunday from escaped fugitive Silas Nadir. He’s taunting us. We need your help now more than ever.
The first clue to Nadir's location arrived late last night and we set our three top code-breakers to solve the puzzle.
This morning, they were each found dead in their homes. On the wall beside each body was scrawled "Silas 3, Sanctuary 0."
And so we must call upon you.
Time is of the essence. Before they were killed, our code-breakers worked out that the clues seem to point to an unusual sequence of numbers. They managed to fill in not one space before Nadir found them: ? ? . ? ?, leaving us four spaces to fill for now.
Remember Nadir's promised us three clues: so to throw him and his accomplices off the scent, the next clue will be sent out to all those registered to Theatre of Shadows. If you haven't already – be sure to sign up for free as a matter of urgency. Operatives in the US, Norway and Sweden we know that registration is an impossibility for you right now: rest assured we will need you for the third clue. You are crucial too.
Here’s the first clue:
1. Take the number of letters in my magical discipline (here's a hint, idiots — it's a two-worded ability), then multiply that by the age of the Jitter Girls. Add to this the number of rooms in the Midnight Hotel and then subtract the age of a sorcerer named Petrichor. With me so far? Keeping up? Now put in a decimal point (do you know what that is?), then the amount of damns I give about any one of you, and follow this with the maximum number of Dead Men there is at any one time. Now subtract the number of babies stolen by the goblin brothers. Whatever their names are. Ugly little critters, the lot of them. Not as ugly as the babies, though.
And that's all he's given us to fill in ? ? . ? ?. The Sanctuary’s resources are stretched so terribly thin… please help us find Nadir before he can kill again.
And be wary. He found our first code-breakers. He could find any of you, too.
Yours in magic,
Grand Mage Erskine Ravel
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«Oldest ‹Older 1201 – 1400 of 4391 Newer› Newest»(Erica: Well..his part is romantic. All that 'I can't live without you I must join you!' It's a classic. And even if it isn't romantic, it will still be amusing. And Blogland will have one less problem! *laughs*)
Anyone wanna listen to music? what do you like?
Guysssssss. I have >1000 words, and illustrations. WHich is enough to say that I will PROBABLY have a usable character. So, like, whoo! :P
(Erica: Oh Elleni dear your words hurt. *laughs* Blogland will be free of me soon. Just as soon as the show ends. After all, I'll have no reason to stay once they are broken. Except maybe to break you. And who knows Elleni. I could help you. It's blatantly obvious you like the boy. Maybe once the girl is gone and can Vivanus to you. Without her in the way you have a clear shot at him.)
Hey Taia :) Do you wanna join the sweets party?
I didn't have any interest in music in my time. I couldn't name a single artist from this period if I tried.
(Taia - for what?)
*falls in, lands on his head*
*knocked out*
Welcomes Viv, fancy some cake?
*does not say anything*
(Erica: Ah hear he is.)
Erica: *laughs and walks away from Vivanus*
*his hatred will burn brighter than his love ever could*
(I get annoyed when eating Haribos. Or at least, I do sometimes.
I don't like the foamy ones so eat them first. Then I get annoyed if I've missed one.)
*looks at Viv*
*runs over*
Clumsy.
*smiles and turns him onto his back*
*drags him in and lays him on the couch*
Hey, SIl. What type of cake does Viv like?
Any type I think. Just cake in general.
(Lady Baltimore Cake...)
hehe Okay
*cuts Viv a piece of strawberry cake*
knock at the door
*answers*
Laughing Jack: hehehe Did I hear sweets kiddo?
Inky: um, yess...
*lauging Jack enters*
*fans Viv, trying to wake him up*
Come on sleeping beauty. Wakey wakey.
Hi, Chloe! A sweets party? That sounds tasty. :)
(@Dragona: Just for general use as an OC. He just kind of appeared on my paper yesterday when I was scribbling, and I was just like COOL. And I thought I might be able to make an SP-world kind of variation, which'd do nicely for Blogland use. So hopefully I can learn to RP, as soon as I figure out the magical ability properly. :) ^^ )
sorry, mbd
*slowly opens eyes*
(replace the strawberry...replaces it with lady Baltimore)
*watches Laughing Jack cautiously, keeping her hand close to her pistol*
*smiles down at him*
Hey. Morning sunshine. What was that all about?
(Taia - awesome. :)
What kind of power were you thinking of?)
What do you like laughing jack and Taia?
LJ: Anything kiddo *smiles creepily*
Inky: okay... strawberry for you...
*eyes focus on Silente*
(Erica: Enjoy the show Elleni.)
(*throws a knife at Erica*)
Helloooo. Anyone in there?
*grins down at him*
How hard did you hit your head?
*laughs*
('Im going to go sabotage that alarm...)
Hey Death, cake?
What music does everyone like?
*in one swift movement reaches up, grabs Silente's shoulders and flips her across the room*
*draws pistol and aims it at Vivanus*
*notices Vivs actions*
*tails stops wagging*
*growl waiting in throat*
*crashes against a wall eyes wide*
*gets up shaking*
Sorry! I wasn't being mean Viv!
(Uh, no thanks. I'm going to throw up. I can feel it, :/
I'm generally listening to whatever Coldplay is classified as, pop and of course, rock.)
(I already feel like I'm going to cry. Oh god.)
*throws a melted hunk of gold at Silente*
Here. I don't want this any more.
Hey guys calm down! The poor guy just hit his head. Don't flipping squash him El!
Viv! don't start creating, boyo
*catches the gold and looks at it*
..what is it?
*frowns, not understanding*
*steps forward and aims the pistol at Vivanus' head*
*a diamond sparkles in the centre of the hunk*
Yes, El. Please let me up.
(Oh gosh. D:)
SOPHIA!
*knocks the gun aside*
What the hell?!
Oh gosh no
:(
The ring
No
Alright, this is my cottage. Any trouble will be dealt with outside
What's wrong with ME!!!? It's HER!!!!
(SHOT POOP NO I WON'T CRY! *will cry if this is the RING ring*)
*looks down at the diamond*
Viv...what is this?
Whats wrong with her exactly?
I'm pretty sure it's the ring ring . . .
No :/
Me?
*steps towards Viv*
What have I done?
(@Dragona: :)
I don't really have it clear enough in my head to describe what it is exactly, because there are big gaps between things where I haven't fitted it together yet. :P
But I think he'll be mostly a healer-character. Partially because when I drew him, he just looked in the most nonsensical way like he had to be a doctor. And also because maybe it'd be handy to have one of those around. :P
He SHOULD still be able to fight, though. ^^ )
@Inky: Did I see lemon cake? Could I have lemon cake?
(@Death: I think my iTunes always called Coldplay 'Alternative'. Which I'm still denying is a genre but eh. :P ^^ )
Sorry, distant. D:
*sneers at her*
Something I WAS going to give you.
*spits at her at walks out of the cottage*
(Got to go guys, bbt! Don't cry Sil!)
Sure, Taia *hands her the cake*
(Sil: Don't say that star it could just be the other RING he had two right RIGHT?!)
(byii)
(Aw shit! *crying* it was the RING ring....)
(Healer characters will be useful. :P)
*uses her energy to lift the gun back into her hand*
(Im might not be on much tomoz, friends b-day party and sleep over.)
*blinks*
*suddenly has no idea what's going on*
*CURSE MY ABILITY TO BECOME DISTRACTED BY SOUNDS*
Thanks, Chloe! :)
*eats the cake happily*
*decides it's a good alternative to being confused :P*
(Okay Sil)
*stares, holding the lump of gold, speechless*
*turns to El, tears in her eyes*
*in a broken, quiet voice*
What do I d-do?
*She slowly wakes up, still wrapped in Loki's arms. She was freezing, both from being so close to his skin from the cold night. She slowly pulled herself away, her arms and legs deadened from the cold. She was shivering and her teeth chattered. She looked at Loki once more before going to find someone to hug for their warmth*
Oh Silente...
(@Dragona: Yeah, I figured it might be. xD)
(Alright, Silente! I hope you have fun! :)
Did you figure out a gift, yet? ^^)
Ugh,, I hate that bitch
Who is Erica?
I'm crying now.
Just thinking of all the love and hope he put into that ring . . . :/
(FROCK I FORGOT I NEEDED A GIFT!)
*doesn't hear their words*
Something I WAS going to give you
*stares with blank eyes at the door*
Viv...?
*She found a large rock opposite to her base and laid on atop it. The heat almost burnt her freezing skin as it chased the cold away. She snuggled into the rock, looking at Loki nearby*
How dare she insists on destroying them?!
*walks to the door without realising what she's doing*
*looks our, trying to spot him*
*holding the lump of gold tightly to her chest*
Viv..
Who the hell is this Erica?
*hugs Sil, taking care not to hurt her with claws*
its alright
Erica is viv sis in law isn't she?
*looks at the arms hugging her*
*looks back outside, not understanding*
*refusing to believe..*
*holds the gold tighter*
Viv.
Does she need to die? By the sounds of it she needs to die.
(WHAT. I don't even know what's ongoing, but I keep reading things and putting information together, and each new level of understanding is like a tiny stab in the feels and it tastes like sadness. :()
(@Silente: Well, if it's a sleepover-do, you'll have most of the day tomorrow to sort it out, right? ^^ )
(@Taia we're going shopping at 11 am. Being picked up at 9:45 am...)
(MY DOG LOVES MY AGAIN!!!)
Hi hi
*looks down at the lump of gold*
*at the one single diamond*
Something I WAS going to give you
*looks out again*
Silente, please say something...
(Herro Jazz)
(@Silente: Oh, okay. Maybe you could just tell her your gift'll be late, and you'll get it to her soon? Or something? idk. ^^ )
(Yay, Chloe! :) )
Hi Slow! HAppy BLogversary! :)
HI Snow
*takes a step forwards, out through the door, not noticing the rain that's falling*
*tears shimmer in her eyes*
Yes..
(yay! Roki!)
Please don't cry
*whimpers like a wolf/dog*
(Doki sounded like donkey.
Roki sounds like... I have no clue. But not donkey.
I like Roki.)
*is shaking*
*he was going to...*
*to..*
*the tears finally start to fall*
Viv...come back...please....
*drops the lump of gold and steps forwards again*
VIV!
(I better go to bed now, I have work to do tommoz and I doubt ill be allowed a lie in, nos da)
Night, Chloe! SLeep well!
wbd/msd
(Bye flick.)
(Night Inky!)
(OH MAH GAWD YEAH!! WE HAVE ALL DAY CYBER SAFETY THING TODAY!! WOO!!))
*turns and looks at El, crying silently*
He was going to...
*looks at the lump of gold*
*The cold from Loki was leeching out of her, very slowly, while the rock cooled underneath her. She rolled over, to a sunnier part of the rock, and curled into a ball. She continued to shiver violently*
*grimaces at the name*
El...
*picks up the gold block and shows her the diamond in it*
He was going to ask...
*feels a sob rising in her throat*
(Back.)
He...El...this is an engagment ring.
*states at her, wide eyed*
He was going to ask.
**stares
Are we going to kill this bitch or what? Save the bloody feelings for later.
El....
*feels a smile blossom on her face*
El!
*laughs and hugs her tightly*
*she hasn't really figured out Vic hates her yet*
*she refuses to believe it*
Everything's going to be fine once that piece of shit has a round between the eyes.
El!
*has tears in her eyes and a grin on her face*
He..he was going to propose!
(Just woke up and yelled 'WHO DISTURBS MY SLUMBER!'... Heh...))
(And I means 'woke up' as in fell asleep and then was awoken to my door booming open and an angry mother glowering at me.
I think she smiled.)
(Death. xD)
(Ugh. AGAIN?
Well I was always taught that sharing is indeed caring and under that logic..
I give El this dedications. No pass back.)
Wait...was.
*looks at the lump*
Why did he say WAS?
Alright. I'll go and kill Erica.
*holsters her pistol and draws her machine gun instead, and exits the house*
*looks after to Sophia*
What dis Erica do?
(Elleni - good for a while, then there was fighting, then things ESSENTIALLY went back the way they are now but with y'know different people. That's a quick sum up.)
Why the hell can't I kill Erica now?
(I'm the best child ever.
Elleni, it was much the same as this, but only ever a few Blogfights. There wasn't massive RPs. We would talk. Just chat.
And be utterly disturbed by each other.
God, I miss those days sometimes...)
What did Erica do?!
*her mind is keeping her ignorant to keep her safe*
*frowns*
What do you mean?
I've lived throuvh a few generations now . . .
First it was blogfighting, then it was just chatting, then it was roleplay, now it's you guys. :P
And this is why she has got to die.
(Two roleplaying generations, like.)
Turned Viv's what?
*struggles in her mind, not wanting ti hear the words*
What do you mean? He loves me doesn't he?
(And that minor depression we had a little while ago. Before we started the role plays. We would barely use 200 comments in an entire day... :/
*Cuddles Star*
I stil have to thank you for being the first to welcome me.)
Then how about I threaten her until she turns Vivanus back? I mean, no matter how much she changes my emotions it won't stop me from doing that - whether I want to or not, it's my job.
*her voice is slightly harder*
Under Erica's spell what
*pales slightly*
Opposite?
*blinks*
But...that means he....he hates me?
(Nice dedication, Elleni. :)
*nods at what Dragona and ROse said*
*and Star, because time passed since I started thinking about this*
It was different, but change is an essential process to existence, and that's cool.
When I first came here, by my then-perception, it was mostly just chatting, and asking questions to Derek, and making sacrificial rituals to call Derek, and talking, and crazy things going on in asterisks, and less crazy things going on in asterisks.
But all of the actions and asterisks I think were kind of IN chat, if that makes sense, as opposed to in a separate RP.
I think sometimes I'm still in that mentality, which might be why I don't really seriously RP so well. Which is something to think about, for me, at least. :P
But, yeah, idk. It depends entirely on how far back you go, really. ^^
But he hates me...
*thinks of something*
Wait...El? Would you say that Viv would die for me?
@Death: Actually, that was in between blogfighting and chatting, I think . . . the summer where you appeared?
*hugs* No problem! :) I'm glad I welcomed you and you stuck around! :)
@Taia: Yeah. I caught the tailend of that. Then we stoed quite a bit of that, and became chatters. :P
..and the opposite of dying for someone is...
..is killing them.
*looks at El*
I can convince her to make Vivanus back to normal. But in the slight chance she does manage to change my emotions in some way I think someone else should be there too.
It will be hard for her, though. Biotics have strong mental focus, and then, my job as a spectre will force me to take action against her. There's not much she can do against me.
El...you know I won't fight him.
With my bloody help you won't have to fight him.
*looks at Sophia*
Threatening her won't work.
*looks at El*
No. I won't fight him. Not now not ever. He nearly killed me in his dimension and still I didn't fight him.
No!
*grabs her arm*
You won't hurt him. El you CAN'T hurt him.
(@Star: *nods* And, I don't think I was really around the Blog for a lot of the Blogfighting era, so I don't really know that bit so much.
I'm not certain, but maybe I wove back in again around when you were coming back into chatting?
idk.
Still, I always think the chatting now is different from the manner it was back in 2011. I'm not sure how, exactly. And it's interesting how it's similar, but in a different way. Like there are parallels, but they're different colours and lengths and widths and things. idk. :) ^^
@Silente: I was going to say 'is living for them', but, okay. Maybe yours makes more sense in the context. :P)
Oh, I'm pretty sure it will. I'll take out her legs first, stop her from running. You haven't seen me threaten someone properly.
#ThreeGenBlogger
No El! You can knock him out! Or hurt him! It's not his fault!
(#HasLostCountBlogger)
Can't you just get a sedative and inject him when he comes around? That way you don't even have to knock him out. ^^
No! I won't let you hurt him! It's not his fault!
*stares at her*
You won't Elleni.
Can't I just shoot him in the leg? Or do what Taia said. It would stop this whole bloody debate.
And I'm not letting you hurt him! I've outrun Cleavers before. So long as I don't get stuck in a room with him I'll be fine!
(LOL, DRagona. :P
I never entirely understood the generations thing. I don't know when people started using it, and I never know where the generational divisions are.
But maybe I could be #CluelessGenerationBlogger? :P
Also, *hugs Adra*)
I won't be in danger and you won't be knocking him out.
*nods*
(Taia, neither do I. Maybe #BeenHereAges would work too. :P)
So long as you don't hurt him El, you won't need to keep ant other ones.
So. Sophia plans on threatening Erica?
Shoot her legs to stop her running, then kindly inform her that if she doesn't I will shoot her in the hands. And if she doesn't believe me, I will give her a demonstration. And if she still refuses to cooperate, starting to rip her apart at a molecular level should do it. Empty threats don't work. Not in my experience.
Good.
*takes a deep breath*
(*whispers*
Sedatives.
Guys~
It's an all-round non-harmful way.
Just keep 'im unconscious in a non-aggressive wayyyyy?)
(LOL, Dragona. :P
The trouble is, there are folks like you who have been here WAY longer than I have, still.
So I'd have to be #BeenHereAges(ButNotThatManyAges) :P)
Right.
Nevermind.
...
:(
*Leaves*
(Taia - yeah. :P)
..how do we find her?
ADra? D: D: D:
*huggles*
???
Vivanus. I think he would be the best option. If he hates you, he would go to someone who also hates you. They could be in the same place.
I know that...
*slightly uncertain of that still*
*follows her*
(ah...so...er....I kinda need sleep.....nowish....er....)
*raises her machine gun and follows Elleni*
(Night Silente!)
(night.)
(Is Erica Silente's character?)
Night, Silente! Sleep well! And Have fun tomorrow. :) ^^
mbd/msd
(Taia - the other week I had a strange dream and everyone on the blog died but you were among like 3 of the survivors. Somehow. :P)
(
(Aha.)
(God knows why my phone posted ()
I used to be a detective, Elleni. And I'm also a military Commander. It isn't exactly hard to figure out.
If it comes down to it, we could always use the sensor array on my ship.
LOL, Dragona. WHat? xD
("Somehow." :P)
Poor everybody-who-died.
Who else survived? :P ^^
Why does no one around here but the Asgardians wear any kind of armour? I mean, it seems lots of things get fired around. Or it might just be because I'm here.
*She appeared seemingly out of no where and looked at the group. Her lips were blue from cold*
I... Might be able... To help... No one messes... With my friends...
Valencia does
(Taia - me. And Star. Everyone else died by various means.
I meant somehow because giant robots, zombie creatures and floaty spider things with lasers aren't exactly commonly found things.
(But it's a perfectly average day playing Mass Effect).
I mean, I know why I survived. Having a shotgun and a sniper rifle helped. But using my mystical dream powers I gave people technology and they still managed to die...
We stole a range rover and tried to escape. Which involved nearly being either crushed or lasered by a 160m tall machine. But we still managed to survive.
And all that crap was going down in a small village in Wales... Meh. Strange dream.)
Wearing armour is a smart decision. Not on the Asgardian part, though. A thousand year old armour design will not help stop bullets. Or rocket launchers.
(*hugs Adrawr*
*for like the third time, idk. But I don't care. YOu're important.*
*...doesn't really have a computer-face for that*
*will have to settle for a smile*
*which is fine and good, because :)*
*it even feels good to TYPE smiles*
*y'know?*
*like*
*:)*)
(@Dragona: Huh. *laughs* That sounds pretty cool.
I mean, it's a shame about the deaths, but, like, COOL. O_O
I don't dream like that. :P ^^)
(Taia - I blame eating a piece of cheese. And also the picture of a Reaper on my wall. God damn it cheddar you just killed people.
I knew it was a dream, though. So that's why I was able to give people computers. *nods*
And myself a sniper rifle and a shotgun.
Everyone was dying and in the middle of an attack by some alien spiders with artillery cannons on their backs I was like, "GOD DAMN IT PEOPLE STOP DYING"
When most people were shaken up and some were crying. :P)
I can heal most anything except a hole in my head, and don't prefer to fight when I can avoid it, anyway; I also often enjoy it if anyone does manage to come up with something that puts me in pain. So armor would be more trouble than it's worth.
:P
Like Adra..?
You could at least wear a bloody helmet. Then you wouldn't get a hole in your head.
(@Dragona: *laughs* Maybe I should try that. :P ^^
*laughs again* :P
I either don't dream, or if that's not possible, then I don't recall my dreams, the vast majority of the time. I don't have a recent dream to remember at all. :(
(I always break my dreams in some way. Normally giving myself magic or weaponry of some kind. And I can always tell when I break my dream because I start feeling numb in and out of the dream. Which is odd.
I always know I'm dreaming when I'm dreaming, though. :P)
(School...)
I could. That's a valid point, indeed. But safety is not my highest priority. I don't mind dying every now and then all too terribly, and if I'm not reckless enough I may well outlive Adra. Though it would be more practical if I did wear something along those lines, and it's almost entirely my own fault if I do end up dying because I decided I don't much care about that kind of practicality.
There's also the fact that most of the armor I've seen would not allow anyone to blend well into a crowd, or to look like they're meant to be inside any sort of average establishment, but that's an entirely different thing to consider.
What did you mean by that, love? Apologies- I can't tell what part of my comment you were referring to.
Uh, the pain part..
Well for the people who actually care about their mortality, it's a good idea. A day doesn't feel right unless I'm being shot at. My shields will protect me from projectiles for a while, but when they've been taken down, unless I wore armour I'd be shot directly. My armour is made from ceramic plates with layers of kinetic padding, various polymers and a computer microframe with a self repair programme if it gets damaged. Designed to be light and durable. And hell, it's saved my life on more than one occasion.
And, although fitting in is a bit of a problem, where I come from we have a combination of armour and fabric which are used for military uniforms, bodyguards and things like that. It doesn't offer as much protection as real armour, but it will save your life if someone shoots you.
Oh, of course. Naturally, like Adra.
(Lol, Dragona. I know what you mean.
WHen I DO dream, the contents usually make absolutely no sense whatsoever, but in your head it's just completely normal. That's how I'd know, I guess.
Or sometimes I just become semi-consciously aware, kind of, and I can control it, so if I don't like what's happening I can just be like 'Nope. Try this instead.' :P ^^)
It seems a perfectly valid way to protect yourself, but we don't all live the same way, or have the same values and priorities. Not all of us are logical, either.
*Nods slowly*
Yeah...
I'm sorry, love, would you like to pick up where we left off?
*Nods*
I'm gonna go. Night, all!
*waves* ^^
(Taia - I once tried to give myself the ability to make portals (because there were creatures with red eyes chasing me down), and what ended up happening was that I could only open portals if I believed I couldn't open portals. Which was horrible. :P Quite a fun dream, though.)
It is a good way to protect yourself. Not perfect, but it'll do. Getting yourself into a fight without wearing armour would be practically suicide, for me. But I guess for those of us who enjoy pain and can heal almost every bloody wound, protection isn't much of a priority.
(Bye Taia!)
Night
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