Wow.
Um, hi.
So... Silas is busy right now. He's just, like, got stuff to do. He told me to give you guys the next few questions. So, like, here I am, to...
Sorry. I'm sorry. I guess I'm kinda nervous. All you folks paying attention to what I've got to say. Heh. I've never been famous before. I've only killed, like, four people. My ultimate aim is to kill 85 people, because then my bodycount will be in the 80s, which is, like, my favourite year for movies.
Silas wanted me to give you these clues all relating to serial killer movies, but I don't like them. I know, technically, I am one, and obviously I'm one of Silas's followers, but... but those movies scare me. So I've changed it, a little, and now all these clues are from 80's movies. Yay! So, uh, I'll begin before Silas comes back and figures out what I'm doing.
First of all, I want you to figure out how many letters in the thing that Goonies never say. Then I want you to multiply that by the year Marty McFly travels back to.
Got that? Good.
Now divide that by the number of letters in the place E.T. assured Elliott he will be.
"Elliottttt..." man, that movie made me cry.
Anyway, once you've done that, subtract the number of candles that Molly Ringwald had to deal with. With me so far? Keep that total.
Now get the difference between the year that we watched Darth Vader tell Luke the truth about his lineage, and the year the Lost Boys slept all day and partied all night. Divide that difference into your total, which brings you to a new total.
Clear? Good.
Now you're gonna have to multiply something. First number is the amount of Ghostbusters there were before they started hiring. The second number... heh. The new Star Trek film has an actor playing Khan with a ridiculously long name. But how many letters in the name of the actor who ORIGINALLY played him? When you have it, multiply those two numbers, and subtract from your total.
Now I want you to find out how many Krptonian criminals turned up to face Christopher Reeve's Superman, how many rules you have to obey if you want to own a Mogwai, and how many times you must say Beetlejuice's name if you want him to appear. Then multiply all those together, and subtract from your total once more.
Oh this is FUN.
How many letters in the missing word: "Bueller? Bueller? ____?"
Subtract it from your total.
How much time has passed for Indiana Jones between Temple of Doom and the Last Crusade? Add this number to what Daryl Hannah was in Splash, and subtract from your total.
And what you get, is the next number.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3601 – 3800 of 4578 Newer› Newest»bartender:*raises eyebrow* and how old are you, miss wolf?
Inky:*after a few pints she had at the house* sweet 16 and never been kissed! *laughs like a maniac*
*takes out a lot of cash from pocket*
Bartender: I guess your old enough...and can pay...
(Blake, I don't know if you saw but up there I said:
"(Blake - I didn't see you asking Silente if turning her character human was alright.
Also: Well, I have time for you to explain it. :) )")
(@Blake: :) :) :) )
(Dragona - I saw.)
(*old Sil keeps hugging Clara* C..you got drunk again didn't you. Dingus. Come on.)
*turns on the radio*
Radio: *cheerful reggae*
Oh . . .
Oh oh oh . . .
*closes eyes in agony*
Anything but cheerful reggae . . .
(Then like... reply? :P)
*mutters* I'm always drunk.
Drunk is better than sad.
Though my vocabulary suffers when I'm drunk, and gets, if anything, better when I'm sad . . .
Fine! I hope you burn in hell!
V: Don't worry, I will.
*leaves Via a portal*
*that was her only idea*
(Dragona - Still don't feel like explaining this to you.)
(Lorcan, Casha, don't fight... :/ )
(Oh C...*sighs* you shouldn't get drunk. It waste your brain. *smiles at her* Come on, lets get you asleep.)
*a few pints later, she rings Sil*
hey S sil *hiccup* Wanna come to th pub? Thhherees Karaoke ??
Hey there Blogland!!
(Hey there Rhy!)
*answers the phone*
Flick are you drunk?
*clutches her bow*
*she does have regrets...*
*keeps staring into the sky*
I'm sorry lady Artemis...
*pushes her away*
Be- *hic*
Begone, ridiculous vampire. I don't need anything from you.
*shakily gets to feet*
I never did.
h hey Rhydian! *hiccups, drunk*
((Hey Rhy))
nope, Silente...Im just cheery *laughs*
(I shall be getting up in a few minutes... Damn school...)
(Greetings, Rhydian.)
(*sighs and rolls her eyes* Stop pushing me away C. *picks her up* *carries her to her room* *puts her down* Don't fall. *leans on the door frame*)
*volunteers for karaoke*
*starts singing 'animal Ive become' by three days grace*
Hey everyone
Who is are you all drunk?
Flick you realise at my age I'm not allowed into a pub this late..
*growls bitterly*
Go away. Stop touching me. Shove off. Begone. Disperse. Avaunt, foul excrement, and bother me no longer.
*hic*
*hiccup* Sssoo? Im 16, never been kissed and im still here!!
Ugh.
Fuck this, I'm going.
Goodnight.
byyeeee Emmm! *slurs*
(C...just go to sleep. Youre going tk have a hang over when you wake up)
Flick I..
*thinks of all the shoot that happened today*
Be right there.
*hangs up and makes a portal*
(Em! What?! I don't understand, okay? I can't always manage to show up in the nick of time. I just died, okay? Get Lorcan to call me or something!)
*says nothing*
*only scowls*
Go away. I have better things to do than sleep. Least of all with you staring at me from the doorway.
*pushes past Silente*
*drunkenly weaves my way back to the lobby*
I'll come back tomorrow. It's late and I'm tired
(*sighs and follows* What are you doing?)
BYEEE!!!!
(Bye Rhy...)
Bu bye Rhy, see ya !!!!
(Bye Rhydian!)
Clarrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ooooooooooo
Heeeeellllloooooooooo
Aaaaannnnndddddd eeeevvvveeeerrrryyyyooonnnneeee eeeeelllllssssssseeeeeee
*steps through into the bar next to Flick*
Hello.
*looks at the bar man*
Vodka.
Hey Snoooooow *slurs*
I'm going back to the lobby, to get another drink.
Then I intend to stay down there, feeling sorry for myself and trying to figure out what to do next.
(I gave you a way, Em. It's up to you if your use it or not. Don't get mad at me for this.)
*looks up*
*waves drunkenly*
Hullo, Snow.
(Getting more drunk wont help C.)
*takes a sip of cider*
Sooo whaasup?
*falls asleep on the tree branch, clutching her bow tightly*
Dddiiiiidddd yyyoooouuuuu ggggeeeettttt mmmmyyyyyy eeeeeemmmmmaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiilllllllllllll?
*sighs and gives the bar man a fifty for something that cost £3.50*
My life is falling down.
*downs the shot*
But that doesn't matter. I have a plan.
noooooo cccccccccccaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuseee iiiiiiii ddddddddddddonnnnnnnnnnnt hhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee itttttttttttttttttt
*almost shaking with suppressed fury*
Just GO AWAY.
*pushes Silente*
Why the deuce are you still here!? Haven't I made it clear that you are unwanted? Unneeded? Unloved?
Go AWAY.
I don't need YOU.
Or ANTON.
*voice cracks*
I don't need SIR.
Or ANYONE.
SO GO AWAY.
*collapses in desk chair*
*shaking*
*stammers* Go away.
Ccclllllaaaaarrrrraaaaaaa
Ccccchhhhhheeeeccckkkk yyyooouuuurrrrr eeeeeemmmmmaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiilllllllllllll
(*moves closer to Clara* I don't care. I might be all those things...well i am, but that doesn't mean I leave.)
*hiccup*
good for you
*orders another pint*
I wish I haad a plan
I mean I hvent has a life since my famil wwere massacred infront of me
aaannd there is something worng with me*motioed to body*
this just doesn't happen...I think im losing the human self and turning into a wullllffff
it is painful... I would tell someone but everyone is sooo busy
*wakes up with a start and almost falls out of the tree*
*frowns*
You're turning into a wolf? As in completely?
*crooked sneer*
Well then.
I guess that just makes you stupid.
*hiccups* probably
*sighs* but it doesn't matter
Ive probably have days left now... im in agony
no one will miss me, heck would anyone actually notice me gone?
(Mhm. Or stubborn. Persistent..C i know you don't like me, but I wouldn't leave ANYONE if they were in your state. Now, sleep.)
(Goodness, Snow . . . that was very touching. Thank you.)
Flick!
*hugs her*
You..you cant go wolf! I need you..
*growls* I'll sleep if you go away.
(Nope. Not good enough. Get into bed, go to sleep, then I'll leave.)
*feels tears pricking her eyes**
*whispers* you have others, you don't need me
*crosses arms*
Then it seems we've reached a stalemate.
(Just belted out Love is an Open Door from the top of my head, managing to wake my sister and get her running for me to shut up. It worked, though!)
No Flick, I don't. Chi and Blake hate me. El thinks im evil. Viv..
*has tears in her eyes*
Viv will probably leave soon. I need you Flick..
(*folds arms* It does.)
*hugs her* Im sooo sorry, I don't know how to stop this... it is tearing me up *whimper*
*awkward silence*
There has to be a way..
Sorry
*cries*
I've had a bad fucking time and I can't even have a simple roleplay to de-stress. It's crap.
*Cries harder*
I've just lost everyone... I am literally on my own.
(Em...
*Cuddles*
I'm sorry. We can role play if you like. You just have to get Lorcan to call me. I'll be there.)
(Except you have an advantage..)
((Damn. Was gonna start singing bloglands a place of aw but Clara starts not me.))
((Aww Em...*hugs*))
*laughs bitterly* ive never had many friends growing up, so I don't know anyone who could help You are the closest friend I have...so this is going to be hard... Will you do me a favour? Can you kill me when my wolf take over?
(*hugs Em*)
Kill you?! Flick...why?!
(((*hugs Em*)))
(Oh my.
I apologize, but I have to run. There's a storm outside and we have to blackout-ready the house.
I'll try to come back soon, but if we lose power I won't be able to. You have my sincerest apologies.
Thank you all for greeting me so warmly in my attempt to return to Blogland.
I enjoyed it a lot.
It's good to be home.
*departs*)
When I am wolf, there will be now distinction between friend and foe *hiccups*
you have experienced that first hand, when I bit you...Im soo sorry
*nods at Annika* I felt guilty for leaving yesterday annddd....
(Bye C..)
Flick i didn't care that you bit me. It was fine. I was fine..
I still feel terrible about it * a lone tear runs down her face*
But Ill be a danger to everyone if you don't finish me off
*Ariana started crying as she woke up from her sleep.*
Lorcan: Are you going to go and cuddle your daughter?
*Casha didn't move, she just sat on the bed, cracking her knuckles. Lorcan growled to himself as he walked out into Ariana's room.*
Lorcan: Hey little girl.
*He picked her up and cuddled her close as she wrapped her little hands onto the collar of his shirt. He then took out his phone and sent a text*
Rose, Casha wants nothing to do with Ariana. She needs to start bucking up her ideas or she needs to get out of this house.
Flick...we could train you? Please...don't make me..
*laughs* wolves are wild animals and cant be tamed...please?
((Bye everyone, going to sleep *hugs*))
*has tears in her eyes*
Flick..
(Bye Chi)
(byii Chi)
Don't worry Sil, just think of iit as putting down a dangerous animal... a rabid dog...
*Se glanced down at her phone and read the text. She typed one back quickly, pulling away from Loki*
I'll be there in a moment. Want me to get her out or talk to her?
Love, take care of the twins while I'm gone. I'll be back soon.
*She raced towards their house, trying to look like she hadn't died a few moment earlier*
But it isn't a rabid dog, its you. My friend.
(goddammit -_-
Okay...
I dedicate this page to yyou awesome bloggers out there
sorry this is short, but its late)
It wont be though, I will practically die...leaving behind a wild animal
Lorcan: You want a bottle baby? We get some food.
*He walks to the kitchen and turns to the kettle on to start boiling before he texts back.*
I don't give a fuck what you do. She's just acting disgusting towards her daughter right now.
Flick..
*the tears tumble over*
Please, i cant lose another person. All my life has been loss after loss...mum, dad, James, Gran, Sam, Vik, Chi, Blake, EVERYONE. I don't want to lose what little i have left..
*sobs* Im soo sorry Sil, but there is othing I can do about it... *laughs shakily* typical, I can go into a fight with a deadly enemy, yet I am dead scared of going...
*She read the text and walked through the front door. She found Casha easily and shouted*
Lorcan, I'm stealing your wife away for some coffee. We shall be back later!
*She grabbed Casha's arm and towed her towards the door, getting a little help from gravity*
Casha, you and me are going to have a very, very long talk.
*sniffles*
Flick..
I doubt I'd even be able to do it. After all, with the vampire taken away from me I'm just a pathetic twelve year old now.
*pulls Sil into a hug*
you are not a pathetic twelve yr old. You have been a damn good friend to me and I will never forget that
I know I shouldn't say this, and it may hurt you ... but don't change back into a vampire. Live the life I will never have
Kiis boys, have kids, watch them grow up
*stands and leaves*
Goodbye, you know where to find me
(Ugh, I have to go to bed now and wont be back till tea ttime tomoz, byii)
*Casha pulled her arm away from Rose. Her right hand fist was clenched tight.*
Casha: Who the fuck do you think you are? I don't want to go anywhere.
(Bye Flick)
*smiles sadly*
*activates a portal and robs a flower shop*
*steps through and goes to Chi and Blakes house*
*leaves the flowers on their door step*
*steps back through into her tree house, grabbing patch and curling up, letting the sobs break free of her chest*
*She raised her eyebrows at Casha, an annoyed smiled on her face*
I'm the girl your man asked for help when you were being a complete bitch to your daughter. I'm the girl who just fucking died. I'm the girl who, if you don't come with me right now, is going to kick your face in. That's who I am, Casha. And who the fuck are you? Obviously not a mother...
(Ugh. My head hurts. Sil is killing me. She has a lot to think about now...a lot.)
(I'm going now. Need to write some stuff out and..figure some stuff out. Be back tomorrow..hopefully. See y'all real soon.)
(Bye Sil!)
Casha: You have no right to just come and have an automatic opinion. You don't know what I go through with Ariana, when Lorcan is asleep or getting shopping.
I don't like the child. She hurts me. And I'm better off without her.
Casha, did you know I have birth to twins last night? I did. A little boy named Leif and a girl named Kari. How the Hell do I know what to do with them?!
*She ran a hand through her hair*
Try to reach out to her, Cash.
*Casha roughly and quickly took her cardigan off. She was just wearing a tank top, when she turned around and showed her shoulder blades.
There were a few week olds burn marks from shoulder to shoulder.*
Casha: She did this, the first two nights we came home.
*She then lifted up her bottom of the top and showed long and deep scratch scars all over her lower back. They were a few days fresh.*
Casha: She did these to me when Lorcan went to get some food.
*She then showed her lower arm, there was a huge bruise and a small bump there.*
Casha: It's broken. I set it myself as best as I could. She did that to me when I tried to give her a bath.
Am I still meant to reach out to her??
(I'll be back in fifteen! School!)
Think about it like this. Judhipor and Lorcan. Judhipor hurt Lorcan quite a fair bit. Then that one time he was dying, she put everything aside to save his life. They've been friends ever since.
*She didn't flinch at Casha's wounds*
You an Lorcan go out for the night. Loki and I will take care of her until she returns, okay?
(Still be back later...)
Casha: I refuse to go near Ariana while she hurts me.
And if that means that I leave, then I will leave.
Casha.
*She was on the verge of glaring at her*
Do you know what shit I went through when my mother died? That's what you're going to put her through. I'm so bloody screwed because of that. I hurt my mum, but she was always there.
(School is starting soon...)
??
(Just had to run out of class coz I was 'bout to be sick...))
oh god... *hugs*
(Hugs back*
I feel like I'm going to die. That's all... I'm fine otherwise!)
we have a relief teacher for band. we're all in separate rooms (i'm with the only other trombonist and a flutist) and we're basically pretending to practise...
He carries all our pain
And one day his strife is forgotten
However, we are forgiven
Our kin are separated by colour of blood.
We are without without love or virture.
However, we are forgiven.
Iron infidel
(Fun, Snow?
Hey Adra!)
(*Mumbles something about Ukraine work and feeling sick and going to die because of them both*)
(Uh... Rose and Loki had twins, Leif and Kari. Rose died but she's alive again...
And I'm a selfish jerk and can only remember my RP lines...))
Casha and Lorcan are fighting.
Blake beat up Sil.
You couldn't see it, but Aladra are getting hot and heavy on an Airbus 380.
(Uh, Rose almost had a slip up with her True Name and was getting worried about her getting rid of the twins so Loki and her talked to Zaf about speeding up their pregnancy, like super-growing the twins, and she got a needle and then was like BOOM. Labour.
Uh... And I have no idea for the others... :/
*Selfish jerk alert*
Oh, and that damn siren is dead now.)
(Uh... I'm just going to think that the heater was on way too high on the Airbus. And there was too much luggage...
That's what you mean, right? Bad heater and too much luggage...?))
No.
I mean sex.
(Okay... You and Alice was getting it on...
*Nods awkwardly*
Alright then....
@Elleni: You decide!)
And you and Loki did as well.
Happens.
Now...
I'm going now.
(Yeah. We did.
It does.
*Cuddles Adra*
Buh-bye!)
(Did you know that they're going to be writing books on Frozen?)
(Somewhat here, MSD)
(I learnt that just then!)
(Oh, Blake, you up for a round or two? The twins are born.)
(So long as our good friend Loki isn't around to be a killjoy. Oh and my laptop has been acting up lately so sorry if I disappear in the middle of the fight...)
(Well, Loki went off... And hasn't emailed me... So he might be ghosting (if you are, hey!) but otherwise, okay!!))
*Blake draws his sword and shield, taking a ready stance facing Rose as his weapons glow*
Don't expect me to go easy.
*She grinned and tossed off her jacket, slipping the knife from her sleeve out in the process*
You expect me to think that I expect you to go easy? Ha!
(Okay El!! You can ghost with Loki!)
(Uh... DOES NOT COMPUTE!)
(Bye El! I'll try! I already died once today!!))
((Oh come on, you know I don't kill.))
I would expect no less from you.
*After a blinding flash of light he disappears. A moment later his sword slides in front of Rose's neck and his voice comes from behind her*
One chance.
*She grinned and slammed her head into Blake's nose, pushed his arm away, and darted out of his hold*
One chance? Oh, that is one too many!
*He stumbles back, reeling from the blow. Upon regaining his balance he points his sword at Rose*
Then let's bring out the big guns immediately.
*A veritable wall of magic circles shines to life behind him, copies of his blade protruding out of each*
Cum pluvia ferrum abi!
*The replicas soar at her, a never ending rain of blades*
*She looked at the blades, thoroughly impressed, and shot herself up with gravity*
Cute, but no.
*She sent the blades hurtling back towards Blake, laughing, but one snuck up behind her and got her arm, making her yell*
*A look of disbelief crosses his face, quickly replaced by his usual passive expression*
Well I'll be damned.
*He crouches, quickly raising his shield and two layers of barriers. The blades crash against his defenses, blowing through the first barrier and sticking through the second. More than one sword scratches his shield*
Heh, only power I can't take is my own... Here, redirect this!
*A glowing lance appears in his hand, he wastes no time hurling it at her*
(This one's made purely from energy so gravity has little to no effect on it)
(I'll reply in a sec... Getting out of class...))
*She laughed at his reaction*
So, your biggest weakness is your biggest strength! I'm impressed!
*She saw the lance a moment before it was about to strike her chest. She darted to the side, the lance hitting her side and her grip on the gravity fell. He hit the ground, moaning softly*
Flying marshmallows...
That's a strange thing to exclaim upon getting hit... "Flying marshmallows"...
is it okay if I use that?
*He teleports next to her, slashing wildly with his glowing sword*
Sure! Go ahead!
*She rolled towards him, coming in too close for him to use his weapon. She glared at him lightly, making him feel the same as it would being punched in the stomach*
*Doubles over, confused at the sudden impact.*
Flying marshmallows... *Chuckles*
*Stabbing his sword into the ground he holds a palm up to Rose, after a moment glowing white crosses fly from his hand at a rapid pace*
(School is back... Might vanish now...)
(*Kicks around the lonely world that Bogland has become*)
It's not all lonely.
Hey Raven, how're you?
I'm good, how are you?
Not bad, a bit disappointing by Rose's quick departure.
Must be a shame to have no one to fight with.
Hello again, people of this "blog land" place.
As sarcastically as you might say that, it really is for me. However much sense it makes to anyone else, fighting is what I do. I feel the most like myself when I'm clashing blades with an opponent.
Oh, hello Mr. Hewitt, what can we do for you?
Touch Rose and you die, Blake.
It wasn't sarcasm, I know that you like the toothed igniting (that means fighting by the way, stupid auto correct) thing, just as Raven likes to make daisy chains. You can't help being you and as much as it sounded like sarcasm it was my potatoey attempt at sympathy.
Specs!
Hello, Mr. Soul. Well, for starters, you could avoid killing or maiming me in any way, shape or form.
A bit late for that, Loki.
And thank you Raven, it's good to know at least one person gets it.
Hello, Miss Raven. *Sighs at the use of his nickname*
we are reading a god awful story that is completely unrealistic and the teacher is refusing to move on. GAH
Trust me Mr. Hewitt, I only fight people who are worth it or who force me.
Duh.....poor snow. Some teachers just don't get it,
Sooo Specs...what you up to?
Uh, I'm sorry to hear that, Ms. Snowbunny.
I see. *He raises an eyebrow*
I am up to extremely little, Miss Raven. Yourself?
(I'm drawing a cell picture story book.)
I'm also doing very little.
*holds out daisy chain*
Would you like a daisy chain?
(Hahaha it's hailing....and I'm inside. Can anyone tell me why I want to run out into the hail?)
*Coughs* Erm, no thank you?
I believe I owe you a game of chess.
the teacher is usually my favorite.
i just hate this idiotic story
*stuffs daisy chain back into pocket*
That is correct.
*fires sceptre at Blake* Then you will be dead before she comes back.
*Laces his hands behind his head and lays back on the ground*
I don't play much chess but I know how and enjoy it... this should be interesting.
Perhaps, Ms. Snowbunny, you could structure your arguments and present a case that sounds quite reasonable and makes the opposing argument sound feeble and idiotic?
Then again, teachers generally don't take kindly to that sort of thing.
*Pulls out a pocket chess set*
Would now be a good time to play, Miss Raven? I do hate owing anyone anything.
Now is a lovely time.
*sits on the ground*
White or black Specs?
Black, if you please.
*Sits opposite Raven and sets up the pocket chess set*
(Sorry if my chess is sucky, we playing a real game?)
Okay.
*stretches fingers*
Let's do this.
i could really do with a knife right now.......
(We can, if you'd like to. My author has her chess set ready, though it has three white knights and seven white pawns. And it's alright, she's a bit out of practice as well.)
You have the first move, Miss Raven.
Snow, that's hilarious.
(I gots this. Set up a chess board and everything.)
Pawn to D,4
*backs slowly away from Snow*
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G1-F3
Nb8-c6
C2-c3
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d7-d5
E2-e3
Ng8-f6
B1-d2
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