Poor Aby and Cory and everyone over at the Skulduggery Facebook page. They've been hit with a barrage of questions about the Requiem Ball and they've been so great about it, but I finally felt sorry for them and decided to clear up a few things here.
Let's see now, what kind of questions have they had to deal with...?
"Why is the Requiem Ball in London? Derek's from Ireland. The books are set in Ireland. HELLO??"
This is absolutely true. However, in Ireland we have the Theatre of Shadows. In London we have the Requiem Ball. That's just the way it is.
"The Facebook page has a competition to send them a picture of the mask we'd wear to the Ball! Do we have to make it or just design it?"
Either. If you win tickets you'll need to be wearing a mask — one you make or one you buy, it doesn't matter — but for the competition you just have to design it yourself. And the mask can be as simple or as ornate as you like — as practical or as bizarre. It can cover your whole face or part of your face. You can buy a mask and alter it. It's up to you. You don't even have to be artistic — you just need to be passionate. The deadline is August 10th and there's only one entry per person.
"How many tickets do we get if we win?"
Everyone who wins gets two tickets — but those under the age of 18 can get an extra ticket for a parent/guardian.
"I can't make it to London for the Ball! But can I enter anyway, just for the Event Pack?"
Yup. There'll be lots of you in this particular boat — not only in Ireland and the UK but also all around the world — so don't be afraid to enter.
"It's not fair that all the events are always in Ireland and the UK."
Actually, it's pretty fair when you think about it. Harper Collins UK publish me in Ireland and the UK, so naturally they can only organise events for their own territories. They've been wonderful, actually, in doing their best to include as many people as possible. I hate leaving anyone out, I'd love every competition to be open to everyone and for every country to have cool stuff happening, but that's up to the many publishers who release my books across the world — and there are close to 40 of them.
"How many individual tickets are there?"
Approximately 120.
"Would we have to make our own way there?"
Yep!
"Is there any age limit?"
No upper age limit, but anyone under 18 would need a parent or guardian to accompany them.
There will be other opportunities to win tickets — the Facebook mask competition is merely the first — and it's a pretty cool one.
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But it may confuse my tiny little brain)
(*starts removing water from the boat*)
@Inky: XD
C noticed how I had a small head today, and then she was musing about how this meant my brain was small, and I was like, of course it is, it keeps malfunctioning, and she was like yes but I thought it was just hollow.
:P
(Hello all)
*continues to bale D:*
Hi Ed. :)
(Naww star XD
Maybe your brain to head ratio is large and you are actually housing a massive brain)
*stands in the corner, watching, unmoving*
(Er er er... *starts trying to find a dingy*)
(Hey Ed^^)
(Hello, Edward.)
@Inky: Nah. If that were so, my brain would work. XD
@Sulente: Can'ttttttttttttttt weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee justttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt . . . . . . . .
. . .
HOW ABOUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT WE TRY TO MEND THE BOAT!
WHY IS IT SINKING ANYWAYS?
Hunter: @Mind Mage: Hi.
(Hi star, inky, commander, Dragona, silente)
Hello.
*phones Sil*
*phones Sil*
*phones Sil*
(erm...not sure. I'll ask!
*addresses boat*
Er boat why are you sinking?
Boat: *doesn't reply*
...I have deduced that the boat does not answer to the name boat.)
@Ed: :)
Hunter: *leans against tree* How're you?
*narrows eyes at the sky as if it might be about to attack him*
(Chloe - you're like a cold caller.)
Gtg for now, bye
*answers phone*
What.
(Byii Ed
What do you mean?)
Emotions are an illusion. I do not participate in them.
(@Silente: Oh.
Oh, dear.
@Boat: Is yourrrr nameeeeeee . . . . Boat!
oh wait she tried that
Isssss yourrrrrrrr nameeeeeeeeeeeee . . . .
Platypus!
Boat: . . .
Isssssss yourrrrrrrrr nameeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . . .
RUMPLESTILTSKIN!
Boat: . . .
-_-
(You called Silente a LOT of times.)f
Hi Um, is it alright if you come to the cottage for a moment? I found a fox pup and it's hurt her paw
Hunter: That's cool.
Wait.
*turns his eyes to Mind Mage and frowns*
That's not cool.
I think that's a very bad decision you're making.
Then again, people tell me that and I'm still cool, so maybe you're cool after all.
(Yes, but Sil is my friend )
@Chloe: Some of my very favourite artists work in really simple cartoon styles.
But trying different styles, like you said, is always good. Studying/copying other artists' work is handy, too, even if you don't end up directly getting much out of it. :)
*sorry, just saw that at the top of the page and my brain responded before the rest of me had a choice? :P*
*Might be here, because I think I'm going to put of AAAAALLLLL my homework until tomorrow on grounds of tired. But then, tired, so, distant either way. :P*
*hugs all :)*
(He ya Taia, how are you Bach?)
(Jeff!
Boat: ..
Mark!
Boat: ..
Jim!
Boat: . *keeps sinking*
Maybe its a girl?)
Oh. Right. Sure.
*sighs and hangs up, uncrossing her legs and putting her blood laced glass of wine down*
*steps through a portal into Flick's house*)
(Hey Raisin! How are you?)
I do not care whether you consider it bad. They only hinder your progress.
"And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
And four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you"
Those are beautiful lyrics.
@Taia: Okay. :) Hi if you're here! :)
(Hello, Taia.)
Thank you Sil *smiles*
*picks up pup and shows Sil*
@Silente: Good idea!
@Boat: Girl!
Boat: . . .
Boy!
Boat: . . .
kay
kay
Kay!
Boat: . . .
Kaylie!
Boat: . . .
Kylie!
Boat: . . .
-_-
Hunter: Or they make your progress actual progress. *shrugs*
And for the record, you might not care that I consider it bad, but I care that you don't care.
*looks at its leg*
Hmm..
*claps her hands, wincing slightly at the loudness of the clap and gently lays a hand on the pups paw*
*strokes foxs head*
*mutters soothing words*
*strokes foxs head*
*mutters soothing words*
(Hmm..maybe its upset...)
Hey Chloe, hi Dragona! :) I'm good, thanks, just tired.
Hi, Star! :)
Hello, Sophia! Hey, SIlente! :)
How are you all?
(... I know it's not even half eight, yet, but if I vanish I've probably fallen asleep. :P)
(Inky, that's kinda like how Roland and Rose for Marrok :D. Fox cubs are slightly cuter but sound scary as hell when they get older!)
@Silente: Oh . . .
Maybe.
*lies on the floor of the boat with my arms stretch out to the sides in an attempt to hug it*
*closes her eyes as the energy transfers*
*pulls her hand away when its fully healed and let's the energy fade*
*her voice is slightly cold*
Need me to do anything else.
Why would I care about the opinions of someone who I do not know? Why would I care about the opinions of someone who does not know me, or who I work for?
(Kay Taia)
@Taia: That's kay. :) :)
(I am average, Taia. Yourself?)
(*would join star but the deck is covered in salt water*)
*blinks a couple of times*
Uh no
*smiles* thank you Sil, if you need my help, just call
Hunter: *frowns at the Mind Mage*
You know, I have NO IDEA.
*frowns at the sky again*
*lifts head up from deck*
How big is this boat?
Because if it's the size of a ferry it'll have lifeboats.
But if it's the size of a lifeboat, it, um, won't.
Yeah. Sure.
*turns to leave out the front door*
You do not matter to me, therefore I do not care for your opinions.
You act as if you are expecting the air to kill you.
(Life boat size. Can you see land?)
*-that's weird-*
Hey wait Sil!
*adjusts the position of the pup* what's wrong?
Nothing. Nothing anyone would care about anyway.
*keeps walking towards the door*
I care though, tell me what on your mind?
Well, that sucks.
*lifts body up from deck as well*
Nope!
Hunter: *frowns* I hope the air WON'T kill me. That would be inconvenient. Why, do you have news that it will?
(I am going to join in the conversation between Hunter and the mind mage.)
*sees the mind mage and approaches him and Hunter*
Do you know this person, Hunter?
Lots.
*reaches the door*
Wait! I have free time, you can tell me... Come inside and I'll give you some cake
If we had news that would be necessary for you, you would already know.
(Well...guess this is it. *shakes stars hand* its been weird.)
*turns her head to look over her shoulder at Flick*
Listen, you're a great person. And you're my friend. But friends don't stick around me a long time and..well, you're busy.)
*ears lower* you can count on me
I'm never too busy to help a friend
*shakes Silente's hand* It certainly has. D:
Hang on
I'm a bubble
bubbles float in water
IT'S COOL
Hunter: @Mind Mage: Oh, good.
@Sophia: Hi. Nope.
You have a fox in your hands.
I said if we had any news that would be necessary for you, not that would not be concerning you. If you must die, we will let you die.
*sees Sophia* Hello *eyes flash blue for a moment* Commander Sophia Keating.
Then who the hell is it?
*draws her pistol* How the hell do you know my name?
It's vixies nappy time *takes the fox and puts it in its basket*
*comes back and holds up hands*
Hands free
(Oh. I can't float...)
Hunter: @Mind Mage: . . . *frowns*
You're awfully nice.
*carries on looking up at sky*
@Sophia: *shrugs*
*just looks at Flick by way of answer*
@Silente: Don't worry!
*drifts over her and forms around her, so she is inside me and she is encompassed within a wall of bubbly bubbleness*
*grabs her hand
Leads her to te kitchen*
So what's up?
*cuts slice of cake*
*his eyes glow blue, a swirling blue energy connecting his mind to Sophia's* *she finds herself pointing her pistol at her own head*
Weaponry is not needed.
*tilts head at Hunter* Being nice is an illusion.
(Erm...er....*isn't used to being inside a bubble* er....*this is weird* *star I'm inside you* *oh god*)
Hunter: *frowns at Sophia, his eyes darkening slightly* Yeah, I think it is.
Need help, Sophia?
*leans against the doorframe*
The roof.
@Silente: *yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . .*
*this is getting more and more awkward by the second :P*
Okay
*takes her out the back, to a ladder*
*sits on the roof*
Asshole! *struggles to lower her pistol* Stop fucking around with my brain!
(*it is isn't it?*
*being inside star*
*what would this be in human terms*
*did star basically just eat me?*)
Hunter: *gets ready to whizz at superspeed should he need to*
*frowns*
*she had meant the roof was up...*
*climbs and sits on the roof anyway, legs dangling over the edge*
*I might have done*
*um*
*maybe*
*yeah*
*we'll say I ate you :)*
*. . .*
*that's just weird*
*makes Sophia holster her pistol, then wipes her mind of the entire exchange* *the blue energy disappears*
(Oops, I think I'm shining through my character XD I'm slow sometimes )
So, what's in your mind ?
Do you know this person, Hunter?
(*has been eaten by a bubble*
*is quite glad bubbles don't have digestive juices*
*or do they....*)
Hunter: *looks at Sophia, his eyes very blue* *slowly* No . . .
*noooooo just bubble mixture*
*is standing in a cupboard, listening.*
*lays back, putting an arm over her eyes, using the other arm as a pillow*
A lot.
Then who the hell is it?
(Yo Trip^^)
(*nods*
Boat: *sinks fully*)
Well, start at the beginning *also lays back*
Hunter: *calmly* Just someone I only just met who appears to have the ability to control people's actions and wipe their minds of events so they think they've only just walked up to two people when they've actually be stood there several minutes.
*he glows purple slightly, ready to run*
The beginning? A child was born. She grew up.She stopped aging. She has problems. The end.
*draws her pistol* Who have they messed with?
Hunter: *frowns* Oh, not many people. Well, maybe very many, but I haven't been stood here long, or I think I haven't.
*rolls eyes*
You know that's not what I meant
Please, tell me your worries and problems
*the energy connects with Sophia's mind again, wiping her memory of the exchange before disappearing*
Do you know this person, Hunter?
Hunter: *notes the energy shift and frowns* *he's forgotten about scanning the skies*
Hunter: @Sophia: No.
My worries and problems? Hmm. Let me think. Oh I know! All my friends don't trust me anymore. Viv is never here so I'm constantly alone. I have no one to talk too and can't go anywhere. I'm screwed in both senses of the word. Zaf is still after me and I'm alive except not. Your turn.
Then who the hell is it?
Oh Sil *hugs her* I trust you. And you are always welcome at the cottage. I will protect you. And look, aren't we talking now?
Hunter: If I tell you something, will you promise not to draw your pistol?
*tilts head at Hunter* Knowledge is power. The more you know, the more powerful you become. The more you can influence the stream of information, the more control you will have. Information is something everyone requires.
Hunter: Actually, screw that, promise or don't promise whatever you wan't. If I tell you, will you not draw your pistol?
It depends on what the something is, Hunter. Why?
(CRAP sorry Silente . . . missed your comment. D: Nothing personal - I've been known to do it to most everyone.)
*floats, still with Silente inside me, as the boat sinks down, down, down (rounded) into the depths*
Sure we're talking. But we're hardly even touching on the im-...yeah. We're talking.
Hunter: *nods at Mind Mage* That's very interesting.
*frowns at swings around*
Hang on, that's fascinating.
Well done.
*turns back to Sophia* Well, it's something that'll probably make you draw your pistol, but don't worry about it.
*and
(Uh...you ain't gonna pop right?)
*frowns* That doesn't sound good.
*Animal Crossing soundtrack plays quietly in the background*
*is watching, also, but not very well. :P Doing chemistry calculations, so I can help some others who were having trouble tomorrow, if necessary, because maybe that's how to make friends?*
*and also not falling asleep* :P
*but yeah, watching, kinda :)*
@Silente: Noooooooo. I'm indestructibubble. :)
Hunter: @Sophia: No, it isn't, really. But drawing your pistol would be even less good.
I do not care whether you consider it fascinating. It is a fact.
*strokes his invisible beard, thinking*
Could I at least hear it?
@Taia: :O That's a beautiful idea . . .
*usually, when I get the correct answer, doesn't show anyone else it because if they want it they have to get there by themselves :P* *isn't awfully nice really* *I also just don't think they'll learn if they just copy, y'know?* *I'm all up for helping, though* *although I suck at explaining things*
Havent touched on the what...?
(Okay good.)
Nothing.
Hunter: @Mind Mage: No, you consider it a fact.
And I do, too.
It's all considering.
@Sophia: Well, this wonderful person here - *jerks thumb at Mind Mage* - has the power to control people's actions, and then erase the event from their memories.
I think so.
Bad news - bubbles, whilst they may float, can only, um, float, so we're kind of stuck floating here . . .
Sil *looks at her in the eyes*
Don't keep anything bottled up, oneday you will burst if you do that
Facts are facts. Opinions are opinions. You cannot grasp the extent of our trade. We care little for what people consider facts. We care for what are facts, and nothing more. You may not believe as such, but they exist.
*clenches her fist* So you do know him?
(ah...
*blows the inside wall to see if that'll make her move*)
Haven't burst yet.
Yes, but when you do...*shakes head* its best to let it go
*his eyes glaze over*
[She's close. Aye.]
*shifts very marginally in the direction of the blowing*
Hunter: Funny. For someone who says they don't value opinions, you seeem awfully keen to press yours onto me.
@Sophia: No, I don't. Just met him.
Flick I have a hundred and thirty three years worth of emotion. In that time I have only burst once....
*flinches at the memory*
Appearances can be deceiving.
Then how do you know what his power is?
Well, I have a lot of free time, so just...let it out...or do I need to buy you a drink to persuade you?
(okay...can you see land at all?)
Hunter: *frowns* No, I didn't realise.
I've already been drinking. It takes a lot to get me drunk. Even more to keep me drunk.
@Silente: Nooooooooo . . .
Unless that bit of land over there counts.
Hunter: @Sophia: Well, I've seen a few examples of it in the time I've been stood here.
*which is getting awfully long* *he looks up at the sky again*
(has anyone heard of 'of monsters and men')
@Inky: No.
(Over where?)
You haven't been stood here long. I saw you...
Shit.
Erasing memories, you said? *her arms begin to glow blue with energy, and she clenches her fist tightly, resisting the urge to draw her pistol*
(ah okay...its just that they have this cool song called 'dirty paws')
(The album is okay Inky, has some songs I like and some I don't.)
(It is a book, I believe. However I have never read it.)
@Silente: Over THERE.
*tries to point*
*being a bubble, doesn't have arms*
Hunter: @Sophia: Yes, indeed.
*smiles suddenly*
And, yes, don't draw your pistol.
@Trip: Sure you're not thinking of Monsters of Men?
*rolls eyes* I can keep em coming if you like.
get you drinking so much you vomit before you even start feeling drunk.
(Oh wait, that's of Mice and Men, which Ithink is a play. Yeah, they're good.)
(*looks round till she spots the land*
*starts frantically blowing on star in that direction*
*XD*)
*steps from the cupboard*
I can help with that!
(Trip, that's OF MICE AND MEN)
@Trip: No, Of Mice and Men is a book too. :P
*sighs* For god's sake. I don't want anyone fucking around in my mind!
*m o v e s . . . v e r y . . . s l o w l y*
(ok, nevermind my comment -_- ive read it for englush...ugh)
(ok, nevermind my comment -_- ive read it for englush...ugh)
(To be honest the area is not my Mastermind specialist subject.)
*looks at Sophia* That is because you do not wish to let others know what you fear.
*looks at Trip*
*looks back at Flick*
You appear to have an infestation.
Hunter: I thought not.
*pauses, considering*
Mind if I grab your arm a moment? I might be able to stop the energy.
@Inky: I read it for English too. :)
Hunter: @Mind Mage: Shut up.
*shrugs*
*turns to Trip*
*smiles* we meet again
*back to Sil* Now, how about a drink?
I dedicate to shadows, which can always hide Trip long enough for him to eavesdrop on a whole conversation before he cuts into it.
Truly, without them he would be half the man he is.
(I'm reading it right now XD)
(*blows harder*)
*growls at the mind mage* Fine, Hunter. Just let me shoot the bastard.
(I liked the subject of how animalistic lenny was...wait was it lenny?)
Indeed we do, you have many troubles, young lady.
*looks at Trip*
I'm fairly certain I'm banned from his bar.
@Trip: :) :)
@Silente: Have fun! :) :)
*is trying not to be very dirty-minded about this whole business*
*C A R R I E S O N S L O W L Y M O V I N G*
Almost there . . .
Maybe . . .
*turns to Trip* Is she?
@Inky: Lennie.
I just . . . :O
I like that book. :)
And I don't think Lennie's animalistic . . . :(
I think that's slightly horrible, actually, to say he's less human just because his mind doesn't work like ours (but no offense) . . .
Hunter: *takes Sophia's arm, closing his eyes as he feels her energy* Sure, go ahead.
(*also trying not to be dirty minded about this*
*its not working*
*gets dizzy*
Er...pause. Need oxygen.)
(I've returned.)
(Brb.)
(Lennie...?
*Sobs*)
(I didn't mean it like that, I meant how the writer describes him like a bear, those techniques . like his strength and stuff
dirty minded bout what?)
*throws the mind mage back with her biotics, drawing her pistol whilst doing so*
Not at all.
(Herrow Death!)
*pushes on a metal image of a basilisk around his neck, and vanishes*
(I think it's the 'being inside Star' part.)
(Hush! No spoilers! Granted I already know vaguely what happens...but still!)
(Hello peoples.)
(kay Sil
Ahh Trip
Hi death^^)
*grabs Sils arm* Comeon, we need to get you a drink...or a few
(Yeah, its the 'being inside star and blowing on her insides' thing...
That was not the best way to phrase it)
(Hello, Death.)
*sighs*
*allows herself to be dragged*
@Star: *hugs* :)
I suck at explaining things, too.
BUt I do know that it sometimes helps to see the answer, & work backwards, kinda? Depends on learning type.
Like my physics teacher last year gave us booklets containing every relevant past paper question ever set for each section of the syllabus, as soon as he finished teaching it. ANd then he'd take them in, grade them, and return them with a second copy which he'd filled in with his own worked answers, and according to the mark scheme. Because there's no point getting it wrong unless you can learn to get it right after? idk.
Also, I'm used to sharing answers/knowledge/help with two others in science classes. I think I already miss it, so... :P / :)
@Star: *nods* It's horrible, yeah, but that's kind of the point in a lot of ways, I think. OMAM is a pretty bleak book. ^^
(*cries* I am so sick minded SIl...)
*Roland woke up. He was in the spare bed. He looked over and saw Rose, though she had fallen asleep on top of the covers.
He also heard crying. It was Ariana.
He managed to convince himself to get out of the bed and went to her room. Lorcan and Casha weren't in the house, though they had said they were going to do food shopping early in the morning.
He got to Ariana's room and picked her up, cradling her in his arms.*
Roland: It is alright little one, bad dreams can not hurt you out here.
*Ariana immediately showed him her dream. Lorcan and Casha were on the floor, both unconscious and bleeding. Roland and Rose, were not there at all. There were men in the house and a man walked in and took her. He had some features which Lorcan possessed. Was he a relative?
Roland gasped as she stopped and he sat down, cradling and holding her closer to him. He wanted to wrap his wings around her but he still couldn't function them properly.*
Roland: That will not happen little one. I promise.
*takes her to the bar*
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