This time next week, many of you will have the final book in your hands. Most of you will be reading it. Some of you will be finished it.
I am so utterly delighted with the book and how it turned out — I really think it's the best one of the series — and so I am thrilled with the trailer that artist extraordinaire Tom Percival has come up with.
The clocking is counting down...
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«Oldest ‹Older 2201 – 2400 of 4721 Newer› Newest»(Thank you, Joe! Aren't you glad I'm in your band?
*winks*)
*smiles*
I bet you have fifty more boyfriends hiding in your tree house just waiting for me to leave. I just have you.
(CAT ON FACE THIS IS DEFCON FIVE ONE MOMENT PLEASE)
Assassin: We are. If you get arrested, it will be your own fault. You will face a life sentence. I will not rescue you. Every action has a consequence. You need to learn that.
You... You like me... more... than a friend?
But that would mean...
I think...
I...
I'm...
Keelah...
... I... I think there's a problem with my suit's thermal systems... It's so warm...
*holds the clone's hand* ... I... I like you in... in that way, too...
(Zaf, that is the exact same problem I have. Except people force me to cook...
And I hate them so I burn their food...))
(Ah, what would the band be without you, Philip my friend? )
Sil2: only fifty? *raises an eyebrow* joking. No one else. Especially not in the treehouse. How clumsy do you think I am dufus?
*laughs and hugs him again*
(I'm back. Lawrence has been disciplined.
And I quite agree. I am the "The" in Be The Glue.)
And I am "Be". I've always wanted to be aword that people can't help but use...
Clone: *looks at Leri, shock in her eyes* you...you do?
Life? I doubt they'll keep me locked up forever. But you have a point. *steps backwards through a portal into god knows where so she can think*
(Me too!
*high-fives Joe*
Awkward word buddies! Awk-word buddies!)
(...does that mean I'm Glue? Yey...I think... BE ME PEOPLE! BE ME!)
... Yes... Yes... I... I do...
Assassin: *steps through the portal*
XD and this, Philip, is why we are friends. I was thinking exactly the same thing.
Of course, this means Arnold is "Glue" but hey, she does tend to stick to people
(Can we have a three-ninjas-like sort of battle cry where Snow leaps into a pose and says "BE!" and then I pose and go "THE!" and then Silente drops onto out shoulders and yells "GLUE!")
(Okay, I'm leaving. Probably won't be on for a little while, a few days maybe...)
Clone: *smiles and hugs Leri tightly*
*glares at the assassin*
You realise you aren't meant to follow me.
*on a dark beach in Scarborough*
(I hope you all realize than when we grow up and have annoying grown-up friends who ask us what we did in high school, we can say we were in a band.)
(Okay rose)
YES WE CAN PHILIP
Rose...stay please? This is my last week of summer...-Zaf
That's true. I doubt any other guy would want to date you for fear of my vengeance.
*flexes all his muscles in a sort of muscular mexican wave*
(How bloomin high do you think I can jump?!?!?!)
(I imagine we probably have enough songs on the blog for an album, now.
Or, rather, two halves of two different albums. Our debut albums can be one album of serious emo rock, and the other of Blogland parody songs.)
(Bye Rose!)
*hugs the clone tightly, back*
Assassin: I have been following you for days. I was not even under cloak most of the time.
Sil2: *laughs* yes. Very manly.
(Silente, you would obviously be falling on us from a pre-determined height. The bad guys would be all like "Oh no, two crime-fighters," and then you'd fall out of nowhere and they'd be like "AW HELL THREE OF THEM LET'S BOUNCE, BOYS.")
That's stalkerish. You better not have watched me change. Cause that's perverted.
Clone: thank you Leri...
XD you know, I've been trying to write a song, bht I just can't get it right...
Ah well, I'll stick to parodies until I get it.
(I'm taking my laptop into the kitchen to make some Chinese food. Get ready for a field trip.)
Whatever, I'm leavint. Nobody else gives a shit. -Zaf
(once I tried to make a lemon meringue pie, but somehow I managed to burn the top of it but managed to get the inside to remained raw. this happened twice before I ran out of mixture. no one wants to eat my cooking *sighs sadly*)
(XD okay then. That I can probably manage without falling on my butt...maybe XD)
@Philip so... We've gone from being a band to being a band of crime fighting heros?
(First of all, I want to clarify that I'm not making Chinese food with my laptop. I'm bringing it so I can type while I cook.
And two, don't knock what you're good at! You make some pretty awesome parodies!)
*hugs her*
And all this is yours.
*can't help but grin*
Assassin: I did not watch you change. I did, however, tell you I would be watching. It is your own fault if you did not see me.
... I haven't done anything...
(JOE/BE, YOU KNOW FULL WELL THAT ALL EMO BANDS SECRETLY FIGHT CRIME.)
(Zaf that's not true! We care! *drags Snow and Clara into a band huddle around Zaf*)
(Augh! Surprise huddle!)
(You people. How are my parodies good? They make little to no sense?
And also: now I want Chinese...
ALAS, I MUST GO. SCHOOL BECONS ME)
(NO JOE DON'T GO!
SNOW IS OH TOO SLOW TO GO!
SO NO, DON'T GO, OH JOE!
WHOA!)
Sil2: hmmm..maybe I AM dreaming...
----------------------------------------
Still. Weird.
*lays back in the sand*
Clone: yes, you have.
*still hugging her*
(No! Be! Don't leave me!
OMG CLARA YOUR COAT SHOULD HAVE THE WRITTEN ON THE BACK!)
I have to go anyway...going to see Doctor Who...-Zaf
(SILENTE WHAT SHOULD IT HAVE WRITTEN ON THE BACK I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT AM I BEING STUPID HERE OR-)
(*screams at Zafira*
PETER CAPALDI IS THE BEST THING EVER!)
(Oh. Enjoy doctor who ON DA BIG SCREEN!)
(This Chinese food just really doesn't want to be made.)
Assassin: You brushed past me in France. Yet you did not notice. I fail to see how I can be blamed.
... I don't understand what I've done... *is still hugging the clone*
(IT SHOULD HAVE 'THE' WRITTEN ON THE BACK OF IT! AND SNOWS SHOULD HAVE 'BE' AND MINE SHOULD HAVE 'GLUE' THEN THERE'S ANOTHER POSE WE CAN DO!!!)
(OH MY GOODNESS SILENTE YOU ARE A GENIUS! THIS MUST HAPPEN!)
Just...shush. Relaxing here.
Clone: It doesn't matter. But thank you for doing so.
*closes her eyes and rests her head on Leri's shoulder*
(*shrieks*
Silente, I just had an idea! It's silly, and stupid, and ridiculously sentimental, but what if we did this:
What if all three of us got matching T-shirts that said "BE" "THE" and "GLUE" on them. In real life.
Then we'll always have something to remember Be The Glue / Blogland by! A souvenir!)
(YES IT MUST! And aw shucks thanks. I try.)
(*nods at Clara* I will personally find a t-shirt shop and get 'GLUE' on it. And should I grow (doubtful) I will buy another one. IT WILL BE MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT!)
Assassin: You must never relax. If you relax, you could die. There are a few things that must never be compromised. Your attention, your observation, your footing and your detection. You must always be aware. You must always be ready. You must always be silent.
You're... You're welcome... I guess... *rests her helmet on the clone's shoulder*
... I... I never thought you felt about me... Like that...
(*puts on thinking-cap*
They should all match, though. That's important. Hmm.
*thinks through the problem*
. . .
. . . Okay, what if one of us designed all three t-shirts, and then sent links to the other two to buy theirs? That might work.)
Just...shut up? Jeez. Relax for a second.
*sighs and settled into the sand*
Clone: *smiles* Of course I did...you're amazing Leri...
(That would indeed work...who's the best at designing stuff?)
(I don't know. I can design a six or seven on the one-to-ten shirt scale. I don't know about Snow. You?)
(I have never even tried before... So I'm probably a zero...)
Assassin: No. I will not relax.
... No... No I'm not... I haven't done anything... I just spend my life crying...
*holds the clone's hand*
(Hmm. Well, I'll go bop around the t-shirt templates of the world and see what I can cook up. If it gets a thumbs-up from both of you, then I guess we'll go with that one.
I won't be able to buy mine right away though. I may have to wait and give it to myself as a Christmas present.)
(Alright, my Chinese food is done and I have a t-shirt to design. I have to go, but I shall post my results on the Be The Glue blog!
*departs*)
Then shush and let ME relax.
*opens her eyes just to glare at him*
Clone: No you don't. You've done so much...you stood up for me against Sophia for one. You're still here for two, despite being scared. And you admit that you're scared.
(Bye 'The!' Enjoy the food! Fare thee well!)
Assassin: You have missed something. *points at a man serving ice cream* He has a concealed handgun.
... I couldn't go anywhere... Even if I wanted to... And now I don't want to go...
... A lot of things scare me... It isn't good...
Boo. Hoo. If he shoots I'll move.
Clone: It doesn't matter if things scare you. Only if you face them...
..I'm glad you don't want to leave. *squeezes her hand* Cause you realise I'd follow you if you did.
Assassin: Never let an enemy have the first shot, or the last. I will confront him.
*walks towards the ice cream man*
... Even this... This scares me... It's just so... New...
... I hope you'll have patience... I... There's proteins to consider... And germs...
Just for ugh!
*rolls over and gets up, walking after him, scowling*
Clone: I can wait. Forever and a day if I must. I'll wait Leri. *smiles at her* of course I'll wait.
(Don't go away, Silente! In maybe ten minutes I would like your opinion on a few prototypes.)
(Please I'll probably be on for hours still. Mbd though...YouTube...)
Assassin: *to the ice cream man* I have a question about the cones you use. *lifts a cone from the counter*
Ice cream man: What question?
Assassin: I was inquiring about the mixture you use. How strong are the cones?
Ice cream man: Not very. They shatter easily.
Assassin: *checks around for people watching, and, none being there, stabs the ice cream man in the eye with the cone, pushing it into his brain, causing the cone to shatter a little*
... I... Thank you... I'm... I'm sorry for being like this... *moves her hands near her stomach, and twiddles her thumbs nervously*
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Pick your favorite, or hate them all. The text may glitch when you use these links, however. This is just a style check.
See, the first link separated oddly. That first bit's all one link.
*watches, leaning on the truck*
Yes. Don't kill innocents you say. You realise in America many people carry guns. Or do you just kill everyone over there?
Clone: *takes her hands, looking Leri in the eyes*
You have nothing to apologize for.
Assassin: We are not in America. He had a handgun. He intended to use it.
*searches the body, pulling out a string of grenades*
I am not sure about your time, but in 2185 we prefer our ice creams vanilla, chocolate or strawberry, I have never heard of some with a hint of frag grenade.
*holds the clone's hands gently, putting her helmet on her shoulder again* ... I'm hardly normal...
(..this may seen awkward but could you post them as links? So like
< a href= http://www.website here.whatever >text< / a >
Without the spaces. Space between a and href though..)
(I'm not sure I know how. Can't you just copy and paste those into your browser? That always works for me.)
I don't know there ARE some weird flavours nowadays. I heard rumours of a bacon and sausage one.
Clone: Who needs normal? I'm not exactly normal either now am I?
*rests her cheek on the top of Leri's helmet*
I don't want normal. I want you.
(This episode of the anime I've been binge-watching all day has a kitchen-appliance rave.
I love this show.)
(No. I'm on my phone. It never works when I copy paste links. Same goes for them...)
(Ahhhhhhhh. I see. Well, I'll try to figure it out. Give me a minute or two.)
Assassin: Your time confuses me.
*opens one of the freezers, displaying a rack of assault weapons*
He was no ice cream man.
(Yeah, I don't know. Gosh-darned technology.
Oh well. I'll bookmark them for now and run them by you later.
Farewell!)
(Sorry it sent by accident.)
... I... I don't know what to say... *snuggles against the clone, curling up slightly*
(Bye then Clara!)
*whistles appreciatively*
Nice rack.
(Bye Annika!)
(that explains it.)
Clone: *wraps her arms around Leri, pulling her close*
Thats okay. Words are hard.
Assassin: This is why observation is important.
I wonder why he was here.
... It's easier for you than me... English is my second language... I find it hard to express myself sometimes... Especially when I don't know the word for something...
Probably waiting for them
*points at the people hurrying away from them*
Or at least that would be my guess.
Clone: Words are hard no matter who you are. They have a habit of making stuff sound dull.
(What people? Like customers or scared people or people trying to escape?)
Assassin: Agreed. *vanishes*
... I... I guess... *curls up more next to the clone* ... This wasn't how I expected today to go... Thank you...
(bearing I'm mind its night it isn't going to be customers. People trying to escape.)
Bye then.
*goes back to laying in the sand*
Clone: thank me? Thank YOU Leri...*hugs her close* Thank you.
(Good point.)
Assassin: *activates his holographic crossbow, loaded with several bolts* *orange lasers dart out, striking the people in the back* *fires the bow, taking all the escaping people out in a single shot*
*walks back to Silente* Threat neutralised. I will take my leave. But I will be watching. *vanishes again*
*hugs the clone close, back* ... You're welcome... I... I think... *curls up more*
...
Gee thanks leave ME with the bodies.
*glares at where the assassin last was*
Idiot
Clone: *smiles and relaxes next to Leri*
Dugglyn and Silente tied on the tie-breaker... :O
(omg Did we actually? XD)
(Oh My *facedesks* I. Am. A. MORON! THE UMBRELLA'S WE'RE PEOPLE NOT SHIPS! *sobs*)
(**WERE)
(Needless to say, that's how i lose most my marks in exams.)
(...I presume its too late to go back and answer the umbrellas now?
That'd explain why they were so hard!)
Yup!
I'm not sure. I've been trying to think about how to handle the situation.
...
Go ahead and answer, and I'll count or not count it according to whatever solution I manage to come up with.
(Okay. Answered. Was wondering why they were so much harder...)
(PS love the umbrella's now i understand them! No. 14 looks ace!)
Alright. They'll count toward your final score.
I put up a post pertaining to this, listing the ones you and Dugglyn got wrong.
I'm not counting the ones you just did in that list, for fairness reasons. Hopefully you can understand that...
Thank you! I love the colors in that one. :-)
Grr. One left....
..one blooming hard one left...
Yeah the colours on it really compliment each other.
Oh and yeah I get why you aren't counting them.
I think Draggie fell asleep. I should probably follow suit...
..soon...
Okay! Finished! No more guessing for me!
*ignores the impending sense of doom*
Anyway, I should be sleeping...
I swear to god if we tie AGAIN after that... XD
Yes, it'll be extremely difficult. I actually wouldn't be surprised if no one except 201-112-120-212-221 got it.
Okay, sleep well!
That. Was amazing.-Zaf
hello...?
helllloooo...?
[Pokes Snowy]
*huggles the Fabu*
heyyyyy.... can you read a thing i wrote please fab? I'd like some constructive criticism and my friends wont do anything but praise..
Sure.
[hugs]
Sorry I'm distant...
Bye.
Snow, if you want to email it to me, I can get back to you tomorrow.
DX sorry, went outside. *hugs*
i might, thanks fab.
(I'm on briefly.)
So we have this journal thing as homework and my friend suggested writing a story that we had as a kind of inside joke. She was joking, yeah, but the idea stuck.
Guess what I'm doing for homework? XD
"Build a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, he'll be warm for the rest of his life."
I guess I have a few minutes... A lot of few minutes...
Why is the number 7 so important to me...?
7 days a week.
7 people in my family.
7 wonders of the world.
7 people that I love.
7 is 7. It's even with an s.
It's shit at being even.
That's why me and seven are so perfect. Seven is shit at being like evens. Like normals.
Seven is like me. We are shit at being who we at supposed to be.
*are supposed
There's a Polish person reading my blogs. My RoD and the one I made public a little earlier...
And then there's people in Russia and Singapore and Ukraine and Sweeden reading RoD...
*She grimaced as the voices in her head stirred. They'd been overactive recently. Screeching and yelling, all trying to distract her. She had to keep her concentration on not letting them take over. If her mind left its defensive positioning, then another name would make itself known*
Shut up... Please...
(Okay... Ill sleep now...)
*sighs*
(Hello.)
Finally someone is alive!
(I don't think I was ever dead. Unless I'm a zombie. Braiinnnsssssss...)
I mean, simply around. My idiot author decided to destroy her braincells and watch Thor The Avengers and Thor 2 in one day...
(That is unwise. Very unwise.)
I told her the same, but she lacks common sense.
(I'm so tired. 0_0 I've been out for seven hours.)
I was awake until 4am.-Zaf
(That wasn't very smart. :P)
I never claimed to be.-Zaf
(Heyya
im going to the Swansea v Rotherham match tonight XD)
(Hey Chloe! How are you?)
(Hey Dragon
Im good, my first day at a vet practise XD
I watched a biopsy)
(how r u?)
(I'm fine, thank you.
Was the biopsy... fun? to watch? :P)
(it was interesting to say the least? what have you done today~?)
(I went to York.)
(Awesome! I want to go to York ^^
today, my footie team is playing against Rotherham)
(well, they aren't MINe, but their my city's)
(There's a shop which sells swords and I WANT A SWORD, but apparently you have to be 18... Meh, I'm nearly 18 I guess.)
(I wanna a sword! I have to years to wait then!)
(I have a few months. :P
Then I can buy a sword. Mwhahahahahahaha.)
(well I do lau gar kung fu, the branch that uses weapons so when I get more advanced, I get to use a range of weapons)
(Yes but I doubt you'll use like medieval swords. :P)
(meh. but I will learn how to use a trident)
(Why would you need to know how to use a trident? :P)
(its traditional Chinese weaponry
its actual name is a tiger fork)
(Yes, but I doubt you'll ever come across a trident in a real-life situation when you were using kung fu. Knives, sure. But not a trident. :P)
http://www.laugarwales.com/page20.htm
these are the weapons
*rolls eyes*
I got to get ready now
byii
(Bye!)
(Hello. How is anyone/everyone?)
(Hey Silente! I'm fine, you?)
Hi all. *waves*
Hi all. *waves*
Huh. I have an echo. *tilts head*
(Hi Aquila! *hugs*)
Hi Dragona! *hugs back*
(Im okay. I think my cough is going to be the death of me soon...hey Aquila...uh...*fades*)
(She won't bite, Silente. :P
Well, unless she turns into a cat. Then there's a possibility.)
Hi Silente - and, coughs aren't nice. ... also. I think you're losing your connection to reality... *watches her fading, somewhat curious*
(Ah er not the reason for the fade. Fading for the same reason I fade when Loki and Rose are both on..)
No reason to fate, me and him have our own ways to communicate - you're not interrupting anything. If that's what you're worried about. ^^
No reason to fate, me and him have our own ways to communicate - you're not interrupting anything. If that's what you're worried about. ^^
(*fade.)
Oh nice, my echo is back... I guess I'm doing something wrong. Hm.
*yes, fade. ... I don't just typo, I tend to replace whole words. ^^
(Oh its fine I don't really have anything with which to move along the conversation anyway.)
Huh. How about the weather. Is your summer too cold, too?
Cause here in Germany the summer SO is too cold...
(Aquila - your cold is like shorts and t-shirt weather for us. :P)
Hello Elleni, and I don't think we have, no.
I used to introduce myself as the only German of Blogland, but I have NO idea if that still works. ;)
(Hey Elleni! How are you?)
Dragona - not everyone lives in a fridge. :P
(Hey El! How's the wolf place?
No Mir is German too. She doesn't come on much.)
Hm. My chances to be the only Swabian aren't tooooo bad, then.
You're the first Korean I meet, in any case. ^^
Hm, what else can I say... oh, I'm old. *nods*
At least 21 sounds old to me. ^^
(good good...might rp...bad Sil is storming around in my head...oh Draggie Ashlea wants to know how Leri is.)
(Leri is fine. ^^)
(Okay good to know. Good to know.)
(Er bad Sil is, for once, still alive! Treehouse.)
*stalks back and forth, hands clenched*
(Bye Elleni!)
Bye Elleni!
(I just watch Channel 4 news because the anchorman wears different ties every day and it's funny...)
(Anyway how are you Aquila?)
*if you look closely her hands are trembling*
*stupid assassin, telling her what she can and can't do*
(Sorry, I poofed.)
I'm fine, thanks, Silente. How are you? ^^
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