Behold the alternate cover. Gasp. Swoon. Wet yourself. Is it not brilliant? Is it not OMINOUS?
For more information, check out this guest blog I wrote for Waterstones here:
http://www.waterstones.com/blog/2014/07/skulduggery-pleasant-the-dying-of-the-light/#more-55456
(In other news, the Minions who have signed up for the Theatre of Shadows will be receiving an email on Saturday afternoon, around about 4 PM, detailing what the whole thing is about.
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Heimdall: I turned my gaze upon Zanida, they are in Jodenheim.
Thor: Then I will go.
Heimdall: I should warn you, they revived Laufey.
Thor: Very well.
Heimdall: *sends Thor over*
Zanida: Loki! Let go!
*laughs at her distress, but continues to guide her*
Zanida: Where is Laufey?
We are almost there.
Thor: I am too.
First?-Zanida
MINE-Zanida
Anybody be here?
I dedicate this page to Loki, my amazing brother, and Thor, my husband. Also to my friend Death Rose. You are amazing.-Zanida
Oh, ello Zaffy!
Alastair, my deepest love!
*Flutters in, and leaps into the air, jumping into his arms to be spun around* Hello, babe!
Bae, where did you go?
Is your author asleep?
We were writingggggg-_-
*Flicks his nose, but cuddles against him anyways, burrowing beneath his warm jacket, which makes her feel safe* :3
*CUDDLES*
*Cuddles*
*CUDDLES*
(X50)
*cuddles* I'm here, love- apologies. My author has been simply unreliable.
*Tackles him and rolls around on the ground* *Kisses him* Okay. *Curls up under his jacket, balled against his chest*
*kisses her hair* I'm certainly glad you seem excited today.
:))) seeing you has cheered me up considerably; it always does.
Then I'm honored, my darling. *hugs*
Cheesy :P
*Curls up so that her form fits against his, and cuddles*
Only because you ruin me. *cuddles* You're simply too exceptional to not disrupt my state of being.
Oh, disrupt isn't a very nice word... I would use "enlighten"
Because you do the same to me!
[Keeps calm and ships Aladra]
::::::::::DDDDDDDDDDD
Actually, I should sleep soon.
I'm sorry, my love. I love you a lot. *Huggles*
[waves]
[disappears back into her dark and gloomy lair of goodbyes]
Hello, Vivanus.
Yo peoples :)
Oh oh oh is there anybody out there?
i spent the afternoon watching Le Mis. I've wanted to watch it forever and i convinced my mum to hire it today. it is now 5:50 and i don't regret a thing
Hi Snow :)
It is 8:50 here
Just got AOH. Don't expect to see me for a while!
I had this weird dream the night before last, so now Im writing it as a book. Im using an old fashion pen that you dip in ink. It is great, but really messy!
Kk Death
LAD'YS AND GENTLEMEN,
BOYS AND GIRLS,
GATHER AROUND FOR AN ANNOUNCEMENT OF SORTS.
SNOW AND LEA HAVE BEEN AWAY FROM BLOGLAND FOR SOME TIME, HELPING THE AUSTRALIAN SANCTUARY WITH SOME UNSOLVED CASES AND SOME FILE SORTING.
AND WHILE THEY WERE AWAY, LEA MET UP WITH AN OLD FRIEND OF HIS, HOPE QUINN.
NOW, SNOW AND LEA WILL BE BACK SOON, AND ALONG WITH THEM A MASSIVE PLOT I HAVE IN THE WORKINGS, BUT FOR NOW, HOPE IS HERE AND SHE WANTS TO MEET ALL THE AMAZING PEOPLE SLEA HAS TOLD HER ABOUT.
SHE WILL BE POPING UP HERE AND THERE WANTING TO CHAT AND TRAIN AND DO CRAZY STUFF. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ASK TO MEET HER, OR APPROACH HER IF YOU SEE HER (unless i say otherwise).
THAT IS ALL. CARRY ON.
I can't believe I keep forgetting that AOT is out... I haven't got it yet... wtf am I doing?! I was in Glasgow the other day! wtf is wrong with me?!
I can't actually read AOT. I can't get into it.
(TAMW your character kisses someone in a role play and the other person doesn't reply... :| ))
GOOD GOD I COMPLETLY FORGOT I HAD AOT
((Hmm...I ought to continue...eh if I have time I will.-Zaffy))
*turns to face Thor* What brings you here?
Thor: You both are coming home.
Take Zanida.
Thor: Both, as in Zanida and you.
I said, take Zanida.
Zanida: Nobody is taking me!
*quietly so only she can even hear* Trust me. I'll get you out.
Thor: Loki don't make this harder.
*lets go of Zanida and vanishes*
Zanida: He made it harder.
Thor: *goes over and puts an arm around her, and takes them back to Asgard*
Zanida: *stays quiet, but is obviously happy to be held by her husband*
Thor: I cannot promise you that this will be easy, you're a wanted crimminal, you and Loki. Just remember I do love you, and I have no other choice.
Zanida: I know.
Thor: *flies over the rainbow bridge, holding onto Zanida*
-I appear next to Rose, smiling-
And suddenly everyone disappears.
What a surprise.
(You lie.)
(I was a mix of unpacking and packing the dishwasher, feeding Coco and helping mum unpack groceries. Don't blame me. ;) ))
(...Fair enough.)
Thor: *lands on the balcony to their room, and keeps her close to him* I missed you, Zan.
Zanida: I missed you too.
Thor: I know this is not how either one of us planned a homecoming, but this is it. Are you ready?
Zanida: You aren't trying me before Asgard?
Thor: Not until we have Loki. I have to keep you in the dungeons, I cannot risk letting others know you're here and free.
Zanida: Thor you promised...
Thor: I know. Wait a few days. I'll be back. *kisses cheek* I promise. *goes locking their door so she can't get out*
*appears in front of Zanida* I told you to wait.
Zanida: Where to?
*grabs her and vanishes* Jodenheim. Apparently Laufey wishes to only speak to you.
((Hi Aussies! I'd stay but I have to leave like in 10 min-Zaffy))
(And eating ice cream... Caramel ice cream... So bad... So good... *Sob*)
(Zanida, that dedication, as much as it is appreciated, is awfully unnecessary. Thank you, nevertheless.))
((Of course, I found that people often dedicate to people whom they care about, you were very nice to me, and I am grateful.-Zanida))
-I smile, my mind clear for once-
(I think we are all some of the longest-surviving minions that still come on here often.)
(Pfft. You don't know me. Not properly. I'm a bitch. But thank you, Zanida.))
(Okay ZAFFY!
- Autocorrected to caps again. Heh...))
(I've been here for nearly three years.)
(I'm the youngest of you us. I'm just a bub.))
*She sends an elbow into Tyler's stomach* Miss me?
((And to be fair, I am the nicer sibling.-Zanida
I highly doubt that, sister.
I'm nicer!-Zanida
You are also the annoying one.
I'm older! Plus, Odin liked me better.-Zanida))
(Nearly 2 for me. First comment, my name was 'I Love Billy Ray Sanguine'.
They called me ILove. I found it hilarious.))
(*Laughs at their banter*))
((As you can see, you guys don't get to see, but Loki and I argue a lot. We can get along because we both agree we cannot injure the other.-Zanida
I do not see how I cannot hurt you, you are very fragile.
Loki, be nice. You and I can pretend to not fight.-Zanida.))
(I love you guys. *Hugs everyone*))
(Definitely one of my preferred families.))
((This is fighting? If I wanted to fight, we would be killing one another.
Then how about I hit you?-Zanida
I would like to see you try. I am the better fighter.
I am the one who was taught how to use my frost giant heritage to help me.-Zanida
That, I cannot argue.))
-I suddenly kneel down, some blood trickling from my mouth-
((I thought so. Once again: Zanida: 1 Loki: Zilch.-Zanida
You are testing my paitence, sister.
You have paitence? Wow!-Zanida
You are amazingly like Tony Stark, that is bad.
Stark? Hmm I liked him. You're fun thoigh.-Zanida))
Gtg
Tyler? Shit.
*She knees down beside him, holding his face*
Are you alright?!
(But ZAFFY!! Loki... Zanida!!!))
-I suddenly disappear, leaving no trace-
((*laughs* okay! I had false alarm but msd Rose.-Zaffy))
How am I more fun?
Because I can hit you-Zanida
I do not find it fun.
Tyler...?
*She jumps to her feet*
Shit! TYLER?!
*She lifts herself into the air and looks around, trying to find him*
(*Hugs Zaffy*
*Snickers*
*Imagine flicking Loki in the back of the head*
*Sighs dreamily*))
-I appear from behind the trees, a wicked smile on my face-
Oh gosh, I'm sorry for Poofing on you, love :(
*She spins, slowly grabbing a dagger from her shoe*
Who are you...?
-I laugh-
Ratonhnhaké:ton.
Helpful.
*She approaches him carefully*
What importance do you have to be here? Where is Tyler? What did you do to him?
Anyway, I'll be back around lunch and then four, darling. My professor is having is do a mapping practice outside (usually he, or other archaeologists would do this over an area where there would be artifacts), using Jolly Ranchers as the "artifacts", and then we're doing a simulated dig in the afternoon.
It will be so much fun- I'll feel like a true archaeologist/anthropologist.
Amen.
Okay, probably until then, love! (If you see this). Thank god this stuff isn't for a grade though xD (though I don't get college credit for doing it...)
<3
Tyler is still here.
Where though? Why are you here?
*Her voice is hard, but fear trickles in*
I'm here because I choose to be.
*She frowns slightly and lowers her weapon. She circles Ratonhnhaké:ton, giving him a wide girth*
Of course I've seen it.
I'll be here later today, though likely not now.
(Hey Alastair!))
-Two sharp, long blades are on abdomen, each adjacent to eachother, glinting in the sunshine-
*Her frown deepens as she notices the weapons*
Okay. Well... Do you know where Tyler is? I kinda need to find him because he ain't well.
*Her eyes turn steely*
Alright, my love :) *hugs*
-My smile turns into a grin-
Haven't the faintest idea.
*Her knuckles turn white over the blade*
Where the fuck is he? I know you know.
*She darts up to the stranger and presses the knife to his throat*
Tell me or you will die.
Kill me, and you kill your beloved Tyler.
But go ahead.
Do it.
*She stays there for a second longer, her hand trembling. Then she takes it away slowly*
Fuck you. Where is he? What do you want!?
Oh! But I do have to leave now, darling. Class starts at nine. I'll see you at lunch :)
Here. Try being bored with this.
*She sends the blade to where his neck joins to his shoulder and tears through the muscle*
Now. Tell me where Tyler is.
-I heal myself, smiling-
I still have complete cerebral capacity, darling.
*She takes the knife away*
I don't... I don't...
*She shakes her head, dizzy*
I don't even know anymore... What's going on...
Hullo, Blogland.
I have not been on in ages. AGES. And I feel really guilty about that.
But the reason is because I have simultaneously been struggling to study for a very crucial test, and been avoiding Blogland due to Armageddon-Outta-Here. However, I passed the test, and am almost done the book, so I should be able to return to Blogland forthwith.
(Hey Anni!!))
-I laugh, walking away-
*She follows him, keeping her knife ready*
Stop. What the Hell is happening? Who are you? Really?
*Another wave of dizziness hits her and she stumbles slightly*
Rantonhnhaké:ton.
*She rolls her eyes*
What. Is. Really. Going. On?
*She grabs his arm and pulls him to a halt. Her eyes lock on his*
Dude. For fucks sake. Just tell me where the fuck Tyler is so we can both part our separate ways, because I think in about to pass out.
*Her head starts to swim. Her eyes struggle to stay focused. She pinches herself, but nothing happens*
I am Tyler, just.. a different persona.
Thank you for that.
*Her hand lets go and she falls backwards, ear head slamming into the ground*
-I leave her, walking off-
*A few moments later, her eyes struggle open. She gets to her feet, swaying slightly, and walks back to the centre of Blogland. She finds a large, flat rock and sits on it, frowning. She couldn't remember what just happened. She was... Doing something...*
I told you I'd get you back...
*She frowned. Where did that come from...? She shrugged and started to comb her hair with her fingers, humming quietly to herself*
-I tilt my head, frowning-
*The humming eventually stops and she stares out in the direction of the lake*
I said, not out loud, but inside, that I wouldn't let him am get away with what he did.
*The voice is different to Rose's. It's wilder, higher. She goes to speak but can't remember how to*
Reset.
(*-a-m-
Aka, forget the 'am'))
Hello, Judhipor. Or Slīvœrrsę. Whoever is about to join us.
*In her mind*
Rose: Shit.
Sil: A promise is a promise.
Rose: What happened? What promise?
Sil: *Her laugh is happier than what seemed possible* Oh. This is just delicious...
Rose: What is?
Sil: Nothing. Just sit there and look pretty.
*She turns on the rock, Slīvœrrsę speaking through Death's lips*
Hello there.
*She winks, then looks utterly horrified*
I'm not joining you. I just made your pretty little friend here forget. She can't speak anymore. Only I can.
*She laughs*
Oh, I wish you could hear what she is calling me right now. It's beautiful.
Oh, do you want to know what's even better?
*A wide grin spreads across her face, but her eyes widen in terror*
She can't place you.
Not quite sure what you mean there.
A total memory reset. Rose knows emotions previously felt and vaguely people she is best friends with. But it's okay, it's only a test today. I'm gauging her reactions.
*Rose gets up, frowning at Rantonhnhaké:ton. She opens her mouth, only to close it a half second later*
This is beautiful. She is wondering where she's seen you before.
It truly is beautiful.
*When Slīvœrrsę speaks, it sounds strained*
You agree...?
*She coughs*
This was supposed to be something that made you angry. So you would take it out on her, trying to get to me... What's the point then...?
*Rose falls back against the rock, her head connecting to the rock with a sharp crack!*
-I walk over to Rose, picking her up, instantly healing her
At least it wasn't your neck.
*Her eyes flutter open, looking around dully*
At least what wasn't my neck...?
*She rubs the back of her head, groaning*
Aw man, it feels like I just had a truck ram into the back of my head...
Shit. I just got hit by another car, didn't I?
No, Judhipor was trying to erase your memory.
Seriously? I thought I sealed her-
*She paused*
No. She fought this morning... She broke the seal. Shit. Sorry. Going to do another seal. Stronger...
It's okay.
*She wiggles out of his arms and drops to the floor*
Sorry, again, I have this thing with being carried...
*She takes his hand and leads him to the cherry blossom and frangipani path*
I'm still Rantonhnhaké:ton.
What are you doing?
-I shake her off-
So? You're still Tyler in there somewhere.
*She crosses her arms over her chest stubbornly*
About two years ago, I learnt a trick. I called it 'shimmering'.
*Her who body seems to twinkle and melt away. She reappears on the far side of the lake, behind a rather big rock*
Tyler is not here at the moment.
I'm going hunting.
*She touches a small indent in the rock and part of it slides open, only big enough for her to swerve through. Inside is a whole range of knick-knacks and momentos. She picks up the cherry blossom sprig from yesterday and twirls it in her fingers*
-I spread my arms, materialising a how and a quiver full of arrows on my back, as I make my way into the forest-
bow*
*She puts the cherry blossom in her coat pocket and looks around. Flowers. A small bag of magical jewels. A straight razor with blood on the blade. A piano string, curled into the words: 'Help I'm alive'. She fingers the edge of the string, frowning*
-I pull out my blades, my bow on my back, as I climb a tree using the blades, putting them back into place once I'm perched on top comfortably-
Last night I had a dream where Derek Landy was our substitute teacher for the day. It was weird but also really cool.
*She touches a small red button on the left of the opening and the rock slides open. She scrambled out and shimmers to a new place, far in the forest. Ivy climbs it's crumbling walls. It's hard to think that the deteriorating building in front of her is her old base. She steps over the threshold and starts looking through the drawers*
He told me I was insane. Of course my new nickname at swim team is Lun and it stands for lunatic.
(Hey Dugg!))
-I spot a deer, ever-so-silently pulling out my bow, drawing an arrow from my quiver, focused-
(Hi! Just stopping by before swim team. Msd.)
*She finds what she is searching for: a purple instrument, something that looks at awful lot like a scalpel. She presses the blade into the stem of the cherry blossom and light erupts, blinding her and beaching the walls. Her shadow is stained behind her*
(Have fun!!))
-I pull back the bowstring, aiming, the arrow firing, burrowing it's way through the heart of the deer, the poison acting fast, killing it before it can make a sound-
*Her hands trace the table and the scalpel-like instrument slits her hand. She lets out a loud curse as her vision slowly returns. Warm blood drips from her wrist to the table, making soft splats. She picks up the blossom and tossed it away. The emotions associated with it have gone. When she replays the memory in her mind, it's like watching a movie. She shimmers back to her flat rock and dips her toes into the lake, smiling softly at the water*
-I jump off the tree, landing in a roll. I continue walking, up to the deer, then skinning it-
*walks into blogland*
I may or may not be here. My brain is testing the boundaries again and that's not good. So hi. And possibly bye!
*The scalpel is still in her hand. She didn't realise it; hadn't felt the pain after the first cut. That intrigued her. She pulled the instrument out, still feeling nothing. When she had first purchased the tool, she had specifically been told not to cut herself with it. That bad things would happen. She, of course, shrugged it off*
I wonder...
*She thrust the scalpel into her leg, missing her artery. No pain. Nothing. Blood gushed out and soaked the thigh of her jeans with crimson. She dragged the blade down further, waiting for a sensation. Still nothing*
Interesting...
(Msd... Sleepy...)
(Hey Silente!)
-I walk out to Rose's little arrangement, dismissing her leg, dumping the clean cuts of deer on the desk-
(What? The base or the rock...?))
(Okay. I'm hitting the hay. Goodnight!
<3 ))
(Uhh.. base?)
(Hey Rose. How art thou?)
(Aw..
:(
)
(Hey..uh...Rat. How are you?)
Rantonhnhaké:ton*
And I'm good.
Actually, a God is a being that is worshipped as such, even if they don't exist/are human.
How are you Star.
-I leave the deer meat out, and go back into the forest-
(Anyone wanna hunt with me?)
BAE
I'd prefer Rantonhnhaké:ton.
But you could just call me Mare.
Sorry poofed for food.
Ugh. Yey. She's being stupid again. (Silente, not you lot) That's why my brains unbalanced.
Oh btw Ratonhnhaké:ton Sil says she'd be happy to hunt.
My bae isn't here...
:,(
Bae come back....
YOU CAN BLAME IT ALL ON MEEEEE
BAE COME BACK
*hugs Adrawr*
*might be here - but I've been looking through Star Trek memes for two solid hours (O-O) so I might be in an odd mood. :P*
Hello.
Anyone?
Yeah sorry Dragona I'm a bit wishy washy today
*is laid in the grass staring up at the clouds*
*tilts head at Silente*
What are you doing?
Trying to elevate boredom by staring at the clouds.
*frowns*
It's not working very well.
Hi Dragona! :)
How're you?
(sorry, wbd)
It doesn't look as if it's working well, either. Maybe watch some videos on the ext- I mean, internet.
(Hey Taia! I'm fine, you?)
Nah. I've started finding that boring too recently. I mean, its alright, but after a while I zone out.
السلام عليكم
Hi Silente! How're you?
I'm good, thanks, Dragona. :) I managed to complete a decent drawing, today, which I'm happy about. :P ^^
wbd
@Adra: Peace be upon you? :)
Hey Taia! I'm fine. I have Wotsits. Yum.
Yeah Taia :)
I'm not here. I'm here for the bae
Actually
If the bae comes here, can you tell him to meet me elsewhere please? Thanks
Nooo El you can't desert me! :( But I hope you have fun at...singing camp?
(Taia, well done. ^^)
I don't know if I'm familiar enough with human culture to suggest something to do to entertain you. I've been reading around the subject but everything is so complex.
Powerful beings just often get worshipped as gods because like, they're powerful.
Someone remind me to tell Blake this next time I see him. :)
SORRY
POOFED
Complex? What don't you get? I realise I'm not human but I'm close enough.
@El er...this may sound a tad dim...what IS singing camp?
@Silente: Yay! :)
@Adra: :)
Alright. :) ^^
Hi Elleni! Aw, well I hope you enjoy singing camp. :)
Thanks, Dragona. :) ^^
Hi Star! :)
*will probably poof in about a half-hour*
Oh. That sound....fun. And like a lot of work
What are the six tracks?
Bye El! No promises! Enjoy camp!
@Elleni: That sounds pretty cool. :)
Bye, have fun! ^^
I got complimented on my talking skills twice in one month.
. . .
I am currently sat here crying about it. Again. :')
That's because you are very good at talking Star. As in very good at it.
It's just like -
I really like talking, except I often think I bother people when I go talk, so I talk a lot, and it's like - Idk.
It's slightly like being complimented for breathing and it's like being complimented for chewing at the skin around my fingernails and idk. It's just really unexpected and it means a lot to me because I like talking so much so it's nice to know I'm actually getting somewhere in life hwne I thought I was just being annoying and wasting my time. :)
Twice in one month.
Oh gosh. :O
@Silente: *laughs*
*hugs*
Yeah.
I know.
. . .
I mean though -
on the coach in Paris, me and C were sat just behind the teachers, so obviously she couldn't help hearing our conversations, and like -
halfway through the trip, one of them came up to us and told us how great our conversations were -
and then at the end of the trip we got a certificate -
like -
for TALKING -
and then I was just majorly complimented yesterday and I'm just like WHAT IS HAPPENING.
*they
Star you're not annoying! How many times have I told you this?
(Sorry, I poofed.)
Well for a start I have no idea what to do in some situations. The vids didn't include it.
For example, what do I do if I'm at a party or something and someone makes some food? I think in human culture it's customary to eat the food even if you don't like it. But it'd be poisonous to me. So how would I explain that I can't eat it? Would I just say it outright or would I make excuses?
-I walk out of the forest, a large sack on my back, typically filled with animal meat-
Depends what type of party. If everyone's already drunk then it doesn't matter much. Or you can just excuse yourself. *shrugs* It's not like people keep tabs on whos eating and who's not at parties.
@Silente: Well, I AM annoying!
@Leri: Personally, I would say I couldn't eat it . . . but that's me.
@Silente: BUT I AM!
:P
Wait there a second.
*waves at Rantonhnhaké:ton*
That's a lot of meat. You sure you need it all?
-I adjust my mask, snapping my fingers, my quiver refilling itself-
Nah you ain't Bub. I enjoy your rants and psychology type discussions. They force us to look at things in different ways.
I don't need all of it, no.
You can have some if you'd like.
I dedicate this page to joy.
May you all find it within your lives.
@Star: That's brilliant. :) :) :)
@Leri: I would recommend politely pointing out that it's nothing personal but you can't eat people-food.
Or, alternatively, just don't go to parties, I suppose. :P
*quietly agrees with Silente, because Star isn't annoying*
(Star, you're not annoying.)
So... I'd tell them that I can't eat it or excuse myself? Thanks for the clarification.
Ah theres not much point me taking it, I'm afraid it'd go to waste. I don't tend to eat. I prefer drinks.
*Snorts*
*Valencia tackles Raton*
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