Okay then, here are the locations and dates for my Ireland/UK tour.
AUGUST
29th: Waterstones, Ringwood — 11AM — signing
Waterstones, Bournemouth — 3PM — signing
30th: Waterstones, Bluewater — 1PM — signing
31st: Dun Laoghaire — details to be confirmed — fan event and signing
SEPTEMBER
5th: Village Books, Dulwich — 6.30PM — fan event and signing
6th: WHS, Milton Keynes — 11AM — signing
WHS, Sheffield — 3PM — signing
7th: Waterstones, Newcastle — 12 NOON — signing
11th: Easons, Galway — 4PM — signing
13th: Easons, Belfast — 11AM — signing
14th: Easons, Limerick — 2PM — signing
19th: Hodges Figgis, Dublin — 6PM — signing
And then, of course, on the 27th, we're all going to be dragged into the Theatre of Shadows...
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(I'm working on it Elleni.)
So Ellie why do you need a description of all of us..?
Oh. Okay! :)
Fay:
-Shoulder-length thick black hair, always tied in a ponytail
-Very very dark brown eyes
-Slightly taller than your average twelve year old (FayTC is twelve)
-Caramel coloured skin
-Is usually seen wearing jeans, high tops and a random t-shirt (any colour), sometimes wears a black hoodie
-Smiles a lot
-Has a black messenger bag, big enough to fit essentials
And yep! That's it. :)
Anything else?
*I here for when Alastair gets here*
@Death: Same here. :)
(((Hello!)))
Hi Amy!
Wbvd.
(Rose has medium length, wavy brown hair, sometimes tied up, with ice blue eyes. Usually smiling. She wears a white leather jacket, half zipped up with a, usually purple, shirt underneath. Either grey skinny jeans or blue flared jeans if she’s expecting a fight. She will either wear black, knee-high boots or a pair of sneakers. She has a purple leather backpack and knives hidden everywhere on herself; in her boots, in secret pockets in her pants, in her sleeves, etc.)
Blake Soul:
-Roughly 6'11"
-Thick black hair which reaches down the back of his neck and covers his ears, bangs are usually parted to either side of his face but sometimes fall over his left eye.
-Generally seen in dark jeans, black sneakers, and his trademark black hoodie (his necromancer's item, it sometimes extends via shadows to become a hooded cloak.)
-A bit on the pale side because of the amount of time he spends in darkness
-Ice blue eyes (100% black when possessed by Erebus. Pale green when using soul magic.)
-Wisps of shadow constantly hang around him (with the exception of soul magic mode, they are replaced by a pale green aura.)
I don't think I missed any details you would need...
Blake is hella tall
5'11", my bad.
(I know a guy who is literally 7'6". He is a giant...)
...
I have a lot of characters. And I'm not sure how many of them, even limited to the ones who've commented, count.
None of you know Adamantha or J.A. or any of that lot.
If I gave you a description of Fabi, would I give you a description of Fabi, or of who she is now.
Fabi started as me, but then we sort of grew in different directions. She is who I would be with her back story and stuff, though. But yeah.
All my characters are me and aren't me...
Ah..
Adra's short...
Not that she likes that word.
She's 5'0".
Eheh.
In comparison to Alastair...
(Rose is roughly 5'6)
((*hugs Adra*))
*Marguerite gasps, more directed at Alastair than Adra* You mean to say you've had a child before marrying? Of all the improper, unholy things to do... This is sacrilege! *her abhorrence falters, and once it's gone she seems saddened, as though by a loss or betrayal* *her voice falls into a partial whisper* You are a depraved creature... *Alastair internally rolls his eyes, outwardly maintaining an emotionless manner, as she strolls to the door and holds it open* *her tone has risen to commanding* I want both of you out of this house right now.
Fabi! Hi!
Would I be able to use MageBay in my story and use it as a department store for mages?
If you answer, thanks. :)
@Elleni: And Fay's, like, 5'2". (just to clarify, in case you're drawing mug shots)
@Elleni: Would my profile picture be enough for you? Or do you want more information?
ProTip- pot smells like burning excriment mixed with cigarette smoke.
-
*Gasps slightly, deeply offended* Excuse me, my, well- my husband was- *Decides to fib to her* My husband died from a sickness! That wasn't my fault...
*Her eyes narrow, and she crosses her arms in a stubborn fashion* Some mother you are that you aren't forgiving!
Well, MageBay is like the magical version of eBay, not a department store. I really don't care if you write about either, though. And you can use the items I've put on there as you like... So...um...yeah, I think?
What?
Ok... She looks like the picture that I drew. Except her once blue eyes have begun to fade into grey once she became blind...
Ya
@Elleni: Wrong word. *glares at brain* *looks extremely odd*
I meant like those drawings in TMS when they had that wall behind them with height measurements. I'm not sure what you call that...
Thanks, Fabi. :)
It's probably better if you don't include me/my character in whatever it is.
Is Ellie making a group portrait?
*Looks suspiciously at Ellie*
<_____________<
Yup
Blind as a bat.
I don't know who to describe, though... I guess I'll think about it?
(Elleni, what are you doing...?))
Have I mentioned how much I love Elleni's profile pic?
Because I do. :)
:)
Msd, sorry...
(Okay, forewarning. Not being on much for the next day or so. Sleep and study and homework is all jumbling into one massive poop fest.))
Yes... A white one
*she raises an eyebrow* Which sickness?
*Alastair bites back a smirk* Black death, of course. Minor outbreaks are still fairly common throughout the country- I'm sure you're familiar with it.
*her gaze on them is no less accusatory* How long ago did he die, then?
*Adra isn't sure how to react* A year ago...
Bow, actually...
((I have short black hair, and irises a dark enough shade of brown to almost pass for black. I wear a black leather coat, a few inches short of floor length, in which I carry exactly 48 knives of varying make, and beneath it black trousers and a collared shirt. If I recall correctly, my height is about 6'4". Is that all you need?))
*her eyes narrow* How old are you?
I-I'm eighteen... *Tries to remember how old Alastair was^
*she responds quickly* Why do you stammer so much?
*Immediately responds* Because you're frightening me, Marguerite.
((Tall people...-Zaf
So disproportional :3
Heh
Funny
Alastair, you're disproportional with her.
:P
I'm not tall I'm just..! Um... TallER than most of you!
*she hesitates for a moment, considering, and when she speaks her voice is firm* I don't care what you say to me. Alastair, *she speaks the name with the bitterness she would feel upon squeezing a lemon into a wound* is far beyond the Lord's redemption, and I'm afraid you are as well. I'd appreciate it if the two of you would leave so I can close this door.
((I am indeed, love. Fortunately for both of us, it hasn't been much of an issue.))
((Alice, if you're back in our world, don't be surprised if Olivia tries to see you. -Zaf
((As in when you are/ if you are tonight.-Zaf
*Her eyes begin to well up, frustrated* *Stalks towards her* You are a terrible woman, Marguerite. And it's a shame that someone like Alastair had to be born of you, rather than someone who lives up to the name of being called human..
I'm sorry...
Clearly not, Love... :P Time and time again... *Wags her eyebrows suggestively*
You're fine, Fababu
What do you want from myself or my author?
I cannot, Zafira could.
I can if I wanted.-Zaf
Zaf you had better.
I'll revive Hunter, I am not sure of Silente. Perhaps her being dead will be better, its all she ever does.-Zaf
My love?
Well its true. Every other day she's dying, I don't see the point of wasting energy, and don't even ask Alastair, he could care less.-Zaf
*Grabs Zaf by the shirt* (No, I do not care if she is in the RP or not)
You're bringing Silente back, or I'm sending you to see her.
*Marguerite's voice is cold, her tone scolding* I asked you to leave.
*Alastair steps forward, resting a hand on Adra's waist, in spite of the disapproval in Marguerite's eyes at the gesture* It's alright, love- she won't listen while she 'so like this. You don't have to try so hard.
Zafira: *stabs Blake's stomach* If I want to I will, right now I'm not wanting to!
((Rp Zaf.))
Zafira: She always tries to, I don't really see the point in reviving her.
Loveee!!! *Cuddles*
-
*Makes a sound of protest* But- love... She- I mean- she...
((Mom's finishing Thor 2 and all I hear: FUCK WHY DID HE DIE?! I'm laughing, I know the truth, oh god now she's crying over Loki's death.-Zaf))
Zafira: No.
*His eyes level with Zafira's, one is entirely black*
I do not think you heard me properly.
*The dagger (I'm assuming you stabbed Blake with a dagger) is grasped by shadows and pulled in deeper, along with Zafira's hand*
You will be reviving Silente Tempest at the first opportunity you get. Am I clear?
Zafira: *tries to pull her hand away* Like I care.
Zanida: Enough! Leave the girl alone, she's made her choice. She is an Elder, take care how you speak to her, Elders are respected among mages.
(Uh, Elleni? Zaf's hand is still kinda stuck in Blake's gut, we would both appreciate it if you didn't drag us anywhere... :L)
*The shadows release Zaf's hand, forming together to leave Blake's middle unmarked as though it had never been pierced*
I will not forget this Zafira... the next time you need help, do not come to me.
*He stalks away, shadows lashing at anything that gets to close*
*Marguerite is openly glaring at them by this point, and growing impatient*
*sighs slightly, pressing his lips lightly against her hair* What is it, love? You can say whatever you like- I only doubt that she'll listen...
Zafira: Fine! Let my hand go and I'll revive her!
Zafira: Never mind about the hand...but I'll revive her.
*Her fingers clench, and she reaches over and smacks Marguerite*
Can I have first?-Zanida
HA.-Zanida
I dedicate this page to my dysfunctional family on Asgard. Thor, Loki, soon Astrid, Frigga and the now deceased Odin. You all mean so much to me, and I miss you. Except Loki, I see you daily.
-Zanida
((I've only just realized Elleni asked after my hair. I wrote black above , though it's really more of a dark brown, barely lighter than my eyes. It's short, and generally tousled; I don't do very much to maintain it.))
*she seems appalled, and slowly raises a hand to her face* *it takes her all of a few seconds to move past the shock, at which point she pushes the two of them out the door, slamming it behind them*
Zafira: *sighs, barely able to remember why she wanted to not revive Silente*
*The clone that had confronted Zaf dissipates, Blake stepping out of her shadow*
I hoped you would see things our way, thank you Zafira. Was it really necessary to stab me though? If that hadn't been a clone I would be in trouble...
Mostly tousled, because Adra likes it tousled, and if it isn't, she'll tousle it.
^Input.
-
*Adra stands there, her shoulders trembling slightly as she hides behind her hair*
Zafira: I stabbed you? *her voice sounds stunned, and gaze clouded* I'm sorry if I did, Blake.
((Okay I'm sleeping.-Zaf
((Of course, that's true as well- whenever Adra or I have time to think about it, my hair is tousled.))
*carefully draws her closer, gently lifting her head to meet her eyes; even if she can't see, they're still beautiful and expressive* Are you alright?
:3 *Ruffles affectionately*
-
I-I'm sorry, Alastair... *Moves her head away from him, off to the side, shutting her eyes*
hello crazy people. how are you? i came home sick today. i had a headache and felt nauseous. It really wasn't fun
I'm sorry to hear that Snow, hope you feel better. On the topic of calling me a crazy person I take great pride in that, thank you.
(((Hello everyone! How are you all?)))
Okay, descriptions.
I'm overthinking this and giving myself a headache... :-/
I don't always have the one same picture in mind when I come on Blogland.
Could you just draw me as a purple carrot, or should I try to decide on and describe a Fabi?
(((*noms Elleni's head*)))
(((O_O You can stab ghosts?)))
(((Yup. Dugglyn decapitated me ;_; )))
(((No!!! Let me stay a ghost for a little longer! I want to nom on heads...)))
(((Elleni!!! *tries to catch up to her to nom on head*)))
Oh my gosh xD
*disappears into the shadowy realms of Low Battery*
Hello Emerald! Bye Emerald!
((I think I'll stop with the triple parentheses and talk normally because it says I'm a ghost in my name so...))
*grabs Elleni's head and noms on it*
*continues nomming on it*
It's so nice! :D
*pats Elleni's head while nomming on face*
I guess... My hair is light brown.
Fabi! Hello!
I've always wondered what it was like being a ghost... Do I still have my magic? I think I'm going to search it up. I don't know.
Hi Amy, Elleni. [hugs]
*hugs Fabi*
How are you two?
Anathem Mire is a ghost in The Faceless Ones. But that's it. There's not much information. I don't think I have my magic...
I'm fine, thanks. You?
I'm alright.
I think I might go to sleep now. Good night!
Good night.
One of the antagonists in this game is called. Mireille.
I'm not sure why that bothers me.
It's Fabi's given name, after all. Not mine.
[Shrugs] We'll have to see.
I should go...
I'm making my mask now! :D
It's paper mâché, pretty much the only thing I'm decent at in art. :P
Gaaahhhhh
I bought a mask. I still need to design it
Hmm
Morning everyone!
(Morning Em!!))
Morning cutie!!
Do you feel up to continuing or do you need to just chill out??
(I can continue! Best thing about being tired is that it makes you more awake...
Also, thank you so much for not continuing after I said I was going to sleep. Because I would've spent the whole night on there... Well, the whole morning...
*Cuddles*
I ain't cute...))
(You're beyond cute! And your welcome.)
*Lorcan kissed Casha's forehead as she slept. He carefully left the room and went into the NICU unit and sat down beside the incubator where Ariana was.
They had her hooked up to so many little wires and tubes to make sure she was doing okay. He put his hand through the hole on the side of the incubator and smiled as his little finger was gripped by the little girl.*
Lorcan: *whispers* Hello sweetie.
(I'm not cute. I'm, as I have tried to explain to the impeccable L, am me. Just me. But I will still love you no matter what!)
*She has stopped crying, her eyes still puffy from what happened earlier. She's pacing through the labyrinth of corridors, muttering*
They want me to be godmother... How? I'm dangerous. All that work and then she'd die. Lorcan and Casha would never forgive me, even if they were already dead. God. Send me a sign.
*She turns her head and looks at Lorcan through a glass window. He's looking at Ariana*
I hate you sometimes, God.
*She waits outside for Lorcan to finish with his child, standing out of his view*
Nurse: Hi Lorcan. *checks over the baby's chart.
Lorcan: Hi, how is she doing today?
Nurse: She's getting stronger. Just have to make sure can keep her temperature regulated and breathe and feed on her own. That will take a week or two. But she's doing so well.
Lorcan: That's good, that's good. When can we hold her again?
Nurse: As soon as her temperature gets regulated. Don't worry, we won't do anything with you or Casha knowing.
*Lorcan smiles as he stands up.*
Lorcan: I'm just going to go and see Casha.
Nurse: Sure Lorcan, I'll see you later on.
*Lorcan smiles at the nurse than the baby before leaving the room and heading back towards Casha. He had that in awe smile on his face as he rubs the back of his neck.*
*She saw Lorcan pass the door and turn away from her, heading down the corridor. She speeds up to walk beside him*
Boo. How was the bub? Good I hope.
*She reaches out and grabs onto Lorcan's arm, pulling him to a halt beside her. Her eyes are on her feet, ashamed of what she did earlier*
I'm sorry, Lorcan. About the whole overreaction about you wanting me to be Ariana's godmother. I'd love to. But I've got to warn you before we make this thing official.
*She takes a deep breath and winces, not raising her eyes*
People in my head aren't kind. Nor are the people looking for me. I've made too many enemies. So I'll accept this only if your two promise not to die on me, alright?
*Lorcan brings Rose in for a hug.*
Lorcan: She's doing well, getting stronger.
And you've seen what that baby can do, do you really think she's going to either let you or us die or let herself die.
And I promise, for as long as there is anything left in our being, we won't die.
*He lifted her head up until they made eye contact and he smirked.*
You'll do great.
*She rests her forehead against his shoulder and shakes her head*
If you die, I can't promise that Sil will want to bring you back. And yeah, Ariana has some mad skills.
*She smiles sadly up at Lorcan before tears start to run from her eyes*
Aw, shit. Not again. Sorry. Unstable case right here. I haven't collapsed from lack of magic yet so I have no idea what's happening. Sorry. And okay, I will accept being Ariana's godmother.
*Lorcan smiles again*
Lorcan: Excellent!! She's going to love you.
Now I am starving, you want to grab something to eat?
She won't love me. I'll annoy her until she hits me... Possibly killing me...
*She laughs and nods, pulling herself away from his chest*
Shit. I can't die now, can I? I can't go off looking for trouble... Aw, you ruin my fun!
*She punches him lightly on the arm*
Jerk. And yeah, food might sound like a good idea...
Lorcan: You'll learn to forgive me and you two will be like 2 weird peas in a pod.
*He hooks onto her arm and they go off to the canteen.*
*Casha woke up and stretched, she could see a figure sitting beside her and thought it was Lorcan. But when her eyes came into focus, she saw it was someone she has seen before. A bounty hunter.*
Man: Relax Casha, I'm not here to do anything to you. I'm just here to tell you. My employer wants the baby.
Casha: *grits her teeth* You're not getting my child!
Man: Well then it's simple, we don't get the child. We take Lorcan, we torture him and if we feel like it we'll show him mercy and kill him.
And if that doesn't change your mind, then we move onto Rose, if that doesn't work then we move onto someone else. And if all else fails we kill you and take the baby anyway.
*Casha starts crying, too angry to get her words out. The man stands up and walks to the door.*
Man: We'll be in touch.
*He walks out as Casha breaks down.*
(You horrible person... *Sobs and clutches Lorcan and Ariana* No touchies... Take me instead!! I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!))
*She rolls her eyes but smiles at Lorcan*
Imagine if she actually likes me... Then I'll tell her about Judi!
*She pauses and her head drops as they enter. She finds a table and sits on it, sighing heavily*
She's still not in here. I can't find her. Sil says that she isn't there, not that she cares, of course...
Lorcan: I'm sure she's alright. She wouldn't have become personified would she? Like develop her own body?
Oh Casha was wondering when and if Diablo was coming to visit, she got on well with him.
*Casha gets up and starts to put on her trousers. She then walks towards the NICU unit and sat beside Ariana.
Ariana stirred slightly. Casha looks around, no nurses or anything. It was now or never.*
Casha: Okay little one, we're going to have to go. Daddy can follow us later but we need to get somewhere safe.
*She shakes her head and shivers*
Someone had to be lost to the darkness, Lorcan. Someone had to die so I could live...
*She shrugs*
I've got no idea. I don't like the guy, personally. Let me try something.
*She leans her head backwards and thinks*
Diablo? You know that I know that you linked me to you. You coming?
*There's a voice from behind them*
I've always been here. I ought to go see Casha.
*Diablo bows and walks towards where Casha's room was but freezes when she isn't there*
Shit.
*Lorcan watches as Diablo walks away. He had a slightly scared look on his face.*
Lorcan: Now that was just freaky shit right there.
*A waitress came over and put 2 dinners in front of Lorcan and Rose.*
*Casha takes a deep breath as she carefully opens the incubator. She looks at the little girl and wonders if she will be okay. Was she panicking for nothing but she didn't want the bounty hunters to get Ariana. This child was something else and needed to be protect on all costs.*
Yeah... He scares the shit outta me some times... It is even worse when you're at a safe house, eating ice cream and watching TV when you hear, 'hey Rose! You're going to get sick if you keep eating all that'.
*She shudders at the memories and smiles at the nurse*
Danke.
*She looks at the dinner and purses her lips*
Food is supposed to make you want to eat, yes? Well, it seems like I am not hungry...
*Diablo runs out of the room and turns in a circle, looking to see if she was around*
So, I just had a baby and I'm not in my room. Where would I be?
*It is obvious. He races towards the NICU and leans in, spotting Casha*
Hey? What are you doing up?
*Lorcan tucks in, it was his first proper meal in ages.*
Lorcan: You should try and eat something, we've had a few hectic days.*
*Casha jumps and looks at Diablo. She tries to think of an excuse of why she was up when Ariana let out a little cry, she was getting cold. Casha was holding a blanket and a little hat and was just starting to take the baby out.*
Casha: Diablo... I...
*She shakes her head and crosses her arms across her chest. When she is about to say that she isn't hungry, her stomach betrays her*
Fine. I'll try to eat something...
*She starts to pick at her food, her lip curling in distaste*
*Diablo walks in, putting his hands on Casha's shoulders*
Okay. Put the baby down. She's fine, alright? She's a tough baby. She needs to get used to not being in the womb anymore, okay? Put the baby down.
*He sends out a quick though to Rose*
Excuse yourself for a sec and get down to NICU.
*Casha starts crying.*
Casha: No, you don't understand. We have to go to somewhere safe. The bounty hunters want her and they will kill Lorcan if I don't give her to them.
Me and Ariana have to go... We just...
*Ariana lets out a little cry again, Casha gently starts to caress her and wrap the blanket around her. Ariana cried out again.*
Casha: *whispers* Please stop baby, it's okay, it's okay...
*Rose stands up quickly, a panic look in her eyes*
I, uh, have to go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a sec, okay?
*She walks slowly out of the room, then sprints towards NICU*
Diablo? Casha? Casha!
*She runs forward and wraps her arms around the silver mage. She hears what she says and pulls back to look at her*
Okay. I'm sorry, but you have to stay here. I'll keep an eye on Ariana, or Diablo will. The other one of us will keep an eye on Lorcan and you.
*Diablo nods, agreeing*
We can't have you out there. They're expecting you to do that. You'll go, then you and Ariana will get caught. Then will we be?
*Rose holds her arms out to Casha*
May I hold her? I'll be careful, I promise.
*Casha hesitates slightly before she slowly hands over the baby to Rose. Ariana cries slightly but settles into the blanket.
Casha sits down. She looks tired and stressed out. She runs her hands through her hair.*
Casha: What are we going to do, what are we going to do. They know we're here, they want Ariana. I just...
*Rose looks at the child in her arms and smiles slowly. Then she looks at Casha*
I have an idea... But I really don't think you will like it. After a few days, and after Ariana has adjusted to the world, I can take her. They won't expect me to have her. I'll pretend to have a fight, leave here screaming at you guys to go to Hell and storm off. Then I'd take care of her until this whole bounty hunter thing is over.
Or, I could go undercover, find out who is this guy who wants your daughter, and kill him.
*She smiles sadly at the child in her arms. So small. So weak. So new... How could she be already in danger?*
*Ariana cries out slightly, she can't get comfortable being held, she had started getting used to the incubator.*
Lorcan: You go undercover and bring me in.
*Casha looks up with teary eyes at Lorcan. She didn't want him to find out. Lorcan walks in and hugs Casha tightly, kissing her.*
Lorcan: None of us are alone in this and we will not let Ariana be their experiment.
*Rose looks at Casha as she gently places Ariana back in her incubator, wincing. When she her Lorcan's voice, she was happy she wasn't holding anything, because it would have fallen out of her hands as she leaps across the room*
Jesus Christ! Mind making noise before you give people heart attacks? God.
*She shakes her head and looks at Lorcan*
I'm sorry, but they want you too. I ain't letting you get hurt, alright? You take care of Casha and Ariana, Diablo is your protector, I am the spy.
*She bows, winks at Casha, and spins on her heels*
I'll see you soon. Lorcan, if you follow me, you will die, not by my hand, but by theirs.
*Casha stands as she watches Rose leave.*
Casha: No Rose, you can't... you can't...
*Lorcan pokes her.*
Lorcan: Baby look...
*They looked at Ariana, she had that sliver hue and glow she had in the womb as she chewed on the blanket she was still wrapped in.*
Lorcan: *whispers* What is she doing?
*Rose sprints from the hospital. When she's outside, she turns, screaming*
YEAH, YOU KNOW WHAT?! I HOPE THOSE DAMN HUNTERS GET YOU, YOU PATHETIC LITTLE BASTARDS! I HOPE THEY KILL YOUR PATHETIC LITTLE DAUGHTER TOO!
*She turns, anger twisting her face. A wonderful performance. Her hands shook by her sides as she stormed off down the road, running her hand through her hair, growling*
*Diablo looks at what Lorcan is pointing out and frowns. The child scares him, not that he would like to admit it*
(I'll be back soon Rose, just have to go for a shower.
But if you have to go asleep between now and when I get back, then go! lol Be back soon x)
(It's 8:51pm here. I wont be sleeping for a while... I'll just get some homework done!))
Confession of the day (I'm bored):
This morning in math (before I came home sick), I was sitting doing work when I glanced at the male teacher (we had two teachers. Hard to explain), looking at what he was wearing and I literally thought "really? Horizontal stripped jumper with vertical stripped dress pants? Dude, did you get dressed blindfolded this morning?".
And after I just had a moment where I stopped and said aloud "oh god. What did I just think?!"
-not here-
(*Cuddles Snow*
Oh God. My OCD would have went off the charts. And we had to do a test where you fill in the bubbles of A, B, C or D with the correct answer. And I was just sitting there, getting angry at the disorderliness... God...))
I...
My brain just gave me a fashionista moment and I don't know where it came from.
I think I should also be worried that one of the first things I thought was "Aphrodite would be proud"
(Haha... This is why we're friends, Snow.))
Also because of my amazing sense of humor.
(I love you. <3 )
You too sis. How are you?
(I'm pretty good. Tired as all Hell. You?)
Contemplating sleep. Sick of headaches. But good. Trying to think of something to write for Be The Glue
(Haha, nice. I haven't slept at night for the past month.
And let me tell you this.
It. Is. Shit.))
(I'm backsies!)
*Ariana cries out again, taking the blanket out of her mouth. Suddenly her machine starts beeping and the tubes start moving.*
Lorcan: Shit, shit!
*A bounty hunter walks out in front of the Rose as she comes away from the hospital, a cross bow aimed at her. It was the same man that visited Casha.*
Man: Why aren't you protecting the baby?
:/
Any idea why?
It sucks though. About 2 years ago, there was a point where I didn't sleep for 3 days end that was horrid. I can't imagine what a month would feel like
(Hi backsies! Where's Em? Lol)
*Rose looks at the man, the cross bow and shrugs, walking past*
Why the Hell should I be protecting that wretch? That pathetic little thing. I should've killed her when I had the bloody chance!
*She turns, staring at the man*
What the Hell do you want?
(Well, let me tell you, your so tired that life actually hurts. And no, no idea what so ever.))
(Well, I hope for your sake you get some sleep soon. And speaking of, school tomorrow, so I'd better go.)
(Bye Snow!)
*He lowers the cross bow slightly but keeps it pointed at her.*
Man: I need to get that baby. My employer is willing to be paying an awful lot for that child.
*A nurse comes in smiling, she switches off the machine and makes sure the tubes are away from the incubator.*
Nurse: She's hungry. Do you want to try feeding her Casha?
Casha: I... um... *She looks down at her chest and back at the nurse.*
Nurse: *laughs* Don't worry, I have some bottled formula.
*The nurse hands Ariana to Casha and a bottle of milk. Casha gets comfortable and starts cooing at Ariana. The baby takes the bottle well and has a few sips but then pulls away, crying again.
As Ariana cries, suddenly the plastic bottle bursts and milk goes everywhere.*
*She slowly raises an eyebrow, but keeps that fire burning behind her eyes*
You want that damn baby, I want to punch their faces in and cause a Hell load of damage... What do I need to do to help you?
*Diablo raises his arm, blocking the milk that was about to spray on his face*
Child, are you alright?
(Quickly hopping in the shower.)
Man: First we need to get rid of the parents. Separated they aren't as strong as they are united, but they aren't worth much any more.
That child is what I want.
*Casha is sitting there with a very annoyed look on her face.*
Casha: *sounding extremely angry.* Take the child. Someone take the child!!
*Lorcan takes Ariana as the baby lets out a cry again. Casha gets up and locks herself in the bathroom.*
*She nods, a smiling starting to curl the corners of her lips*
If I might ask, why are you so interested in the child...? Because they could manipulate that little bastard into becoming their prodigy, perhaps...?
*She laughs, low and dark*
Oh... Delicious... I think I'm starting to like the sound of this stranger... Oh...
Man: I just want the child for my payment. My employer however has other plans for the child's power and blood.
Perhaps even sell the child to the highest bidder on some kind of market when it gets older, slave, black or sex. Who knows.
I just want my payment.
I'm Rose. Death Rose. I have... Unfortunately, tried to, and successfully killed a few of you trying to get to Casha...
*She sneers the name and rolls her eyes*
I promise that I am only doing this for revenge, I am nt going to ask you to split the money with me, if that was a worry.
I am extrodinarily interested in where this is going, so I'll help. If we split up, or I manage to get that damned child- I'm her godmother, can you believe it? - and I can't find you, what do I do?
(Also, in 1 hour, can you please tell me to sleep?)
(I think I might try and snooze now... I'm yawning so much I can't see...
Goodnight!!))
(Nighty night sweetie xx)
Firefox is so much faster. :) It's ace.
My mother: You can't sleep all day.
Me: Why?
My mother: It's bad for your soul and your health.
Me: Tch, I don't have a soul.
*licks tripI
*Picks Adrl*
:0
*Waddews* *Pwops on te gwound* *Cews up*
@Trip: XD
*pokes
Aw, it's adawabwe!
Hello! :)
Hewwow!
*Pawls Twip down tew te gwownd, an cuddews wit hem* *Wicks hes face*
Hewwow, Twip! c:
Hey Fay! :)
And hewwow Adwa and Stwah. :)
Wbd, sorry. :(
@Star: That rhymes. :D
I like rhymes and patterns and stuff, I don't know why...
Mraw. *hwugs* *pwokes hew fwace*
Stwah! :) *exclaims, delighted*
Dat's so pwetty! :)
*is usually called Staw* *and now Straw* *which, btw, ROCKS*
*you can blow bubbles with straws* *YOU CAN BLOW ME WITH ME*
@Fay: I like patterns. :) :)
I'll probably be distant ish too...
Sorry.
*Makess a fase at hem, ten cwoses hew I's...* *Feews tierd* Twip... TLC tew yew?
@Star: You can blow you with you? :O
Mind=blown xD
*Giggews at Straw* Dat sounds funnee
@Fay: I can blow me with me and I can blow Fay's mind with me too! C:
*cue excited happiness*
@Adwa: I am funnee. :) :)
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