The final book.
The last Skulduggery.
I've been writing these books since 2005, so for me it's been nine years of living with these characters, in this world. I knew saying goodbye was not going to be easy...
But I haven't had to say goodbye yet. Not really. I wrote the book. I edited. I went through it again and again. I decided on covers, on approaches. I approved tour schedules and special events. I prepared. I tweeted. I blogged. I kept busy. I kept looking forward...
But now... now (most of) the preparation is done. I just have to turn up now, and talk, or sign, or talk and sign, and meet people and go places.
It's going to sink in NOW. I can feel it.
No more Skulduggery Pleasant.
I'm going to give my usual "No Spoilers" speech now. So, like, no spoilers, people. The comment section above is for spoilers, not this one.
But even outside of this blog, please be considerate of your fellow Minions. Don't go blasting spoilers on Facebook or Twitter or Tumblr. Be subtle about it, and if you can't be subtle, go LOUD with the spoiler warning.
And when I say spoiler I don't just mean" "Oh my god, I can't believe THIS CHARACTER did THAT to THAT OTHER CHARACTER!"
I also mean spoilers in a more general sense. For example, saying things like: "Derek, I can't believe you did that! I'll never forgive you! How could you?? That was my favourite character!!"
Or: "I'm so delighted! I loved it and the ending was just what I wanted!"
You have friends, Minions, who know your hopes and dreams. They know your favourite characters. They know what you're dreading. So don't confirm any of these things when you comment, even if you make sure not to get too specific. If you love the book, tell me. If you hate the book, tell me that too. But keep in mind that other people will be reading, and if you give away what kind of ending the book has, you've just cheated them out of finding out for themselves.
I love your enthusiasm. Your enthusiasm makes these books what they are. So while you're being considerate of your friends, be sure to revel in your enthusiasm, and your excitement, and your dread, and your horror, and your happiness and your despair.
I hope you like it.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4719 Newer› Newest»(HEY SILENTE
. . .
What was I going to say to you?
. . .
I've forgotten.
It can't have been important. :P)
... Then you can have food. *nods* *squeezes Ashlea's hand, back*
Sophia: *sighs and has a drink of whisky*
Hello silente *offers drink*
*looks up at dinosaurs*
Ooh, pretty.
*begins taking photos*
(*nods at Star* right okay then...)
(EDLENTE)
I'm good Star
Sophia: Is it the whisky, or are there dinosaurs here?
Hello Ed. Drinking again?
*happily takes a glass*
If this kills me too I'm going to be pissed hope you realise that..
Ashlea: okay *drags Leri with her to the food table*
No snow
(*gags snow*))
(Yes Ed)
*moves with Ashlea to the food table*
Drink never harmed any one.
No snow
@SNow: That is good. :)
(Yes)
*glares* Drink harmed tons of people, Ed.
Killed tons of people.
I dedicate to dedications as I can't think of one
- althoguh you could argue it's not the drink, but the people drinking it. Like how a knife is just a piece of metal and it doesn't become a weapon until you pick it up and intentionally use it to harm.
*nods at Star*
What are your ball plans? I am likely going to become DJ again.
Sure. Tell that to Zaf and her saltwater.
*sips at her cup*
Ashlea: *looks over the food not really sure what to get* ...
*thinks that Ed DID just think of one, but*
True star, but it's the ball
*looks at Snow*
. . .
I'm meant to have plans?
No, just.... do you have any? It's not a requirement.
Plans, well probably I will end up looking like an idiot
Sophia: *goes to the food table and gets something to eat - consisting of some beef, some salad and a muffin*
@Ed: . . .
True. :)
Back
(IN PURPLE)
Here for the ball!
*looks around confused*
Where's Dugglyn?
Ashlea: *follows Sophia's lead but only gets salad*
Too late for that Ed.
Why was Zaf drinking salt water?
Hello egg
@Snow: Nope!
I'll play it by ear, nose and chin. *nods*
*looks at Sophia*
THEY HAVE MUFFINS?
*races over* *trips on dress* *pulls dress up and races at a slower pace* *takes muffin and scurries back*
Hey Egg!
Um. She's probably asleep (she's American, yes?).
She wasn't. She was just adding it to certain drinks.
*glares into the distance*
Right (left, up, down, diagonal, multiple directions)
*takes muffin out of wrapper and begins to eat it from the bottom to the top*
Oh *throws salt water drink over bridge* why would anyone do that
*goes back to scribbling in notebook*
Sophia: Yes. They have muffins.
*looks at the food* ... I have no idea what any of this stuff is...
YOU REMEMBERED, SNOW :)
(*left-diagonal-up-down-backwards-forwards-curvy-circular-straight-multiple directions-invisible directions-nonexistent directions-indecipherable directions)
*enters ball, holding onto Laughing Jack, who is wearing a tux*
*Inky is wearing no makeup, her hair is in curls and is wearing the black dress from yesterday*
*the creepypastas are wearing tuxs, aswell as Chris who is at the back of the group*
Hello Everyone *smiles*
LJ: hehehe such a fancy do!
Masky: Is there cheesecake?
Eyeless Jack: Anyone has some spare kidneys?
( :D of course)
*nods at Sophia in acknowledgement, eating muffin*
*finishes and goes to find a bin*
Hey ed!
*teleports over to him*
I was thinking.. you can have a crystal. I used your soul before when you weren't looking and i infused it into this crystal along with a little bit of my magic.
What this means is that you have the ability to turn into any sort of adept or an elemental and use the crystal to be a 'master of time again'.
*grins*
I have a good feeling about this.
*hands over the crystal.
Hello inky
(To the man filling up his drink bottle in the womens toilets at MacDonalds today, thank you for giving me a heart attack and slipping out of the building before my mum saw you.
There's a guys toilet for a reason.)
(D: my mother just bit my back)
*waves to Inky and co., not trusting herself to remember all the names if she said hi*
*puts the muffin wrapper in a bin*
*sits back down again*
Sophia: *starts eating her beef and salad*
*takes crystal* why thank you, drink? *offers glass* it's sardine flavour
(@Death: :O)
(@Snow: ?)
*looks at Ed and Egg*
*has a very BAD feeling about this*
I think she might hate me. That'd explain it.
*shrugs*
But that's fine. If she tries to kill me I'll happily return the favour.
Ashlea: its food. Lots of food.
(sorry ed did i say any?
i mean a lot)
How is everyone?
Where is the punch?
No, i'm ok.
I'm not thirsty.
*She sipped her wine and casually leans against a wall, still a little giggly*
... Ah. Okay... *hugs Ashlea*
(wsd/msd)
Suit yourself *drinks* so, how would I be using this crystal.
Everyone looks ravishing *smiles*
(My mother. Just. Bit. My. Back.)
*jumps up* OKAY EVERYONE
LETS GET THIS PARTY - ER, BALL - STARTED
*walks up and presses play on the music*
*the James Bond theme blares from the speakers*
*quickly stops it* er... wrong cd
*puts in another one and presses play*
Sophia: *glares at Inky*
Ashlea: *hugs Leri back careful not to spill her salad*
*curls her legs up to her chest*
Who wants to dance?
I will after I find the punch
*notices Sophia's glaring* What did I do? *innocent voice*
Ah, using the crystal, this i wasn't sure about telling you.
I modified it so that you can't harm me or anyone else if i say so.
You just use your time powers and force it into the crystal, choosing a discipline. Then you force your magic into the crystal when you want to control time again.
*points to punch* There, Inky! :)
(So much for the ball being non-cannon and off-timeline . . .)
And by the way, if I hadn't infused some of my magic in that then you wouldn't be switching disciplines.
(Did you all just idnore my attempt at being funny? R00d)
I'll dance with you, Penguin!!
*She ran over to her and took Penguin's hands*
Let's dance!!
Right, it will be very useful my my true name research. Thank you *places crystal in hand and inspects it carefully*
(I just distonated out, Snow, sorry. :/)
*takes out a pouch of nutrient paste from her pocket*
Sophia: *sighs and continues to eat her food, stopping occasionally to drink some whisky*
Diolch Star *drags LJ to the punch*
Hope it isn't spiked *smiles as LJ pours her some*
Ta, bach
Chris:*glowers in a dark corner*
That clownish freak...
(laughing Jack is a sadistic clown btw)
HEY!
WHO PUT THAT TERRIBLE MUSIC ON?
Anyway...
Enjoy the crystal.
*goes with Death and starts dancing*
KAy Kay
(OH THE CREEPY PASTAS ARE HERE)
CONGA LIME
Nye will be pleased *Nye appears as a hologram*
(Lime? *currently imagines lots of limes in a row*)
Edward, i wouldnt look for your name. Your magic could possibly over load the crystal.,
Oh yeah, your soul burns up once every month, so tap your heart with it when that happens.
Conga Line! *all creepypastas hold onto eachothers hips*
Come on Chris *drags him over, places his hands on her hips*
*holds onto LJs hips*
(Okay... I was gonna correct that... but now I really don't want to. "CONGA LIME" may be the best thing Snow has ever shouted)
*She laughed and twirled Penguin*
Nye??
Tap heart. Right, you say that but true names can release so much power
(@Dragona: XD Ditto, or something like that.)
Yes Nye, what about it?
Comeon Rose! Conga LIME!! *smiles*
*chris blushes*
He's.. evil.
I dont care if his crimes in the war with mevolent were forgiven, but the ones after sure weren't.
Lime!!
*She giggled and joined in the Conga line, stumbling a little as the alcohol really started to hit her*
*wraps self in plastic to protect her dress from the juice and gets in the conga lime XD*
Sophia: *glances at the conga line, then turns back around and continues eating*
Well now he works for me, I offer him safety and he conducts experiments to find out the true name.
Who else wants to conga!
Join the back with Jeff the Killer!
*points a gun at the crystal and mutters*
If i shoot that now, you will be erased from everywhere.
Not one trace.
So give me a good reason to why i shouldnt.
Because of the goodness of your heart?
Ashlea: *eats some of the salad quietly*
*gets up and walks around slightly*
(Ah, so Egg's worked it out.
Or, Egg, you could just say "hey, none of this counts in roleplay because the ball is MEANT TO BE non-cannon and off-timeline . . .
. . .
but nevermind, I guess.)
JEFF THE KILLER IS ALLOWED IN ASGARD?!
*She pulled out of the line and made her way to the balcony, leaning too far over the edge than necessary*
I've never killed anyone.
Well at least not as a joke.
I won't start now.
Excuse me, i need to talk to a.. friend.
Death!
Careful!
... Is the plants nice, Ashlea? *clicks the pouch into place into her helmet and eats the nutrient paste*
Ashlea: *laughs* salad, Leri...although it is also plants.. its very nice
(star, we're both two out of the three of the time shifters in the universe and every dimension ever)
(we can use time to talk)
Careful Rose !
Jeff isn't that bad...look! he has a big friendly smile!
*goes for more punch*
I'll be fine, Bubbles!
*She looked down over the edge, laughing*
Flying is fun, guys!
*teleports to sophia*
Hi.
(Sorry, disappeared to do this -->)
... Salad, then... I'm glad you like it.
Sophia: Hello.
Precisely *heads into crowd after walks off*
(@Egg: Yeah, I know. :/
Sorry.)
(@Snow: XD XD XD *laughs*)
What do you have against.. i dunno Nye?
Hmm..
*wanders away from the main room and the music*
*smiles, finding the piano that was being played last night and closes the door behind her*
*opens it and runs her fingers silently over the keys*
*catchy music comes on*
*dances with eyeless Jack like this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A6LP7PwW6jc as a duet*
(Couldn't resist)
Ashlea: thanks. Hows the nutrients?
*drinks*
*Snow walks up to Madky and Hoody*
Hi. Im Jason, but you can call me Snow.
... A little tasteless... But it's fine...
Sophia: Who is Nye?
(For the record, this is Sophia's dress:
http://www.promdressshop.com/ProductViewer.aspx?a=22183&b=
)
Masky: H h hi, n n nice to meet yyou
Hoody: Hello
(Dragona, that model looks like Natalie Portman...)
Ashlea: *smiles* I'm glad its alright...
*quietly starts playing a slow but complicated method*
(Who is Natalie Portman?
Oh wait... she's the one from Thor, right?)
A Crenga, who conducted experiments on soldiers in the war against mevolent.
He wanted to find the soul and Ed over there, who I have given multiple amounts of power to is helping Nye find true names.
*nods*
*teleports away and reappears with cheesecake*
I'll leave you with this.
*walks away*
Who is up for Karaoke?
*hiccups on her fifth punch*
(Yeah, that's her. She plays Jane Foster.)
Masky: Yummy *munches on the cheesecake*
*Lost Silver sitting next to Chris in the corner*
CHEESECAKE!
Um.
I'm not, Inky, sorry. :P
Sophia: I don't know them.
(What type of cheesecake?)
*cuts self a slice of cheesecake*
*eats the slice of cheesecake*
Nawww Starrrrr *frowns*
*gives Star cheesecake too*
(I'm boredm if you can't tell)
Well you better.
If Nye succeeded then we could be talking the end of everything as we know it.
Even worse than a reaper invasion.
SOWWY INKYYYYYYYYYYYY
I just don't fancy karaoke.
*hides under table*
Hey nice tablecloths.
*approaches egg* all those crimes are in the past.
*continues eating cheesecake under the table*
*changes the melody, playing slightly louder and closing her eyes*
*starts playing a complicated piece, ones with lilts and drops, ones with parts that are loud and war like, and parts that sound slow and like it may be ending only to be whisked up again*
*Lost Silver notices Star*
LS: Um Hello
Ben Drowned: Whos up for a dance?
*calls from under the table*
ALL CRIMES ARE IN THE PAST EXCEPT ONES CURRENTLY BEING COMMITTED OR ONES YET TO BE COMMITTED!
@Lost Silver: Hi.
Um. Do you want some cheesecake?
Sophia: And that's worse then the Reaper invasion, how? When the Reapers invaded in my time, the life of every single person in the galaxy was at stake. But I see your point. I'll shoot them if I get time.
SURE
DANCING IS FUN
(Msd. Lunch will probably happen sometime in the next hour.)
(My sister and I got photos taken of us dressed in olden day clothing like prostitutes from the 1800s. And my sister was in a corset and a skirt and she looked...
She looked wow.
And then I was just awkwardly there...
And she looks so perfect and I'm just ugh... She's supposed to be the younger one and I'm the bitchy, overprotective mother in the picture. And my sister is older than me...
Why does she have to look so angelic in everything...?)
Lost Silver: I would...but as you can see I have no arms or Legs
Ben Drowned: Lets dance *smiles and flicks his golden hair*
No, you cant just shoot them.
I infused his soul into that crystal with him, similar to mine and i infused some of my magic because, yknow why not.
You have to find a way to get that crystal back to me so i can take my magic out, then you shoot the crystal and destroy his soul.
*hugs Ashlea*
Sophia: Where is the crystal?
I am stood right behind you you know. *sends crystal to Nye through portal*
*walks up to the music stand thing and plays 21 guns*
MUSIC
Ashlea: *quietly to Leri* can you hear that?
*starts playing once upon a december, quietly singing along to the melody*
... Hear what?
*dances*
(Im crying irl
listening to Kiss it all better by he is we)
BD:*starts dancing*
With him.
He can't hurt me, sigils and space time and stuff stop that. However he is now very powerful - less than me though.
Sophia: If you're more powerful than him, why don't you find it yourself?
Do I have to find the crystal urgently or can it wait?
Ashlea: the singing...
*sighs and smiles, relaxing into a new song*
You underestimate me egg.
... Yes, I can hear it.
When i say less, he's just like a little less powerful. It can wait, but Nye just can't finish his research on it.
(Im gonna go. Might be back later *shrugs*)
(*sniffles* byii Snow)
I just thought you should know because if there's anyone who knows how to stop the end of the galaxy and dimensions beyond, it's you.
@Lost Silver: Oh.
Well.
Oh.
I'm sorry . . .
(@Death: For one thing, I think external appearance doesn't really matter much.
For another -
I was, one day, standing in a corridor waiting to go into a classroom, as one does from time to time when one goes to school. And there was this thing on the wall where a student had written a little paragraph about how great GCSE geography was, because the school puts little paragraphs like these up. Although you know, when reading them, that the kid has probably just babbled a load of rubbish because the school told them to and have possibly made half of it up. Anyway, it said the name of the girl who wrote this in a corner, and there was also a picture of her, and she was so pretty. Seriously. Like - -_-. And I thought, you know, I bet she doesn't think she's pretty. And I looked at her face and I imagined I was her looking in the mirror, and tried to desconctruct it as I thought I would if it were my face. And then all of a sudden she didn't look very pretty to me at all. It was rather scary. So I hurriedly tried to remember what was pretty about her, but I can never quite see her looking as pretty to me as she used to look . . .
So when you see your face, you have to remember it looks better to everyone else than it does to you, and that if you look at it the correct way, pretty people don't look as pretty as you think they do.
Furthermore, prettiness is all perspective. People see different things as being pretty. Society just has this specific definition of what pretty is, and most people follow that instead of forming their own opinions, and seriously, who wants to listen to society? We all know how fucked up it is.
If you listen to society enough, all it will tell you is that you're not good enough.
Listen to people whose opinions you actually value.
Like ours, hopefully.
And we'll tell you you're awesome, because you are. :))
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-GB724G1Ks)
(by that i mean leave it. the ball is supposed to be non cannon and off-timeline. ;p
Sophia: Good. Because I've had a lot of whisky and I'm wearing a dress. Hardly suitable for work.
I'll get on it whenever I can.
)
)
)
Ashlea: who is it?
*plays a piano version of the only exception, singing in time to it and swaying slightly*
(have to leave now. Bye.)
Nye is in a secret location in my dimension.
... I'm not sure... Shall we look?
(Bye Silente!)
Bye snow, silente, star, anybody else
(ed. non-cannon. lets leave the rp for another day, i'm waiting for my date. not that you should ship or anything. just as friends. i mean just for the sake of taking a friend.)
(It's okay, Egg. :/)
bye snow, silente
Bye Ed. :/
(Ok) *drinks*
Inky: *tears up* what a beautiful song
Laughing Jakc: Meh *walks off to find sweets*
Chris: why are you crying?
Inky: *such...a beautiful...song
Chris: Want to dance? *asks nervously*I mean if you want Jack to...
Inky: No *smiles we can dance, Jack isn't bothered
*Chris and Inky dance*
Sophia: *drinks her whisky, finishing her meal*
Byii SIl
Star: *grins approving at Chris and Inky dancing*
*sits back at the side, because the floor isn't very comfortable*
*You can take out the 'Star:'.
Sorry, usually when I roleplay I have to specify which person is which. I'm not used to this. XD
Ben: Now who can I dance with...?
*notices Sally*
Do you want to dance?
Sally: Sure Benny!
Sophia: *goes to get a slice of cheesecake*
Gtg for a bit, bye
Eyeless Jack: Does anyone have a spare kidney?
(Bye Edward!)
Byii Ed
Sophia: *looks at Eyeless Jack* Why the hell are you after a kidney?
(We're going through the comments so quickly...)
*Goes up to Mic*
Umm, Im going to sing a song, if that's okay *smiles*
*starts playing the guitar whilst singing ' I wouldn't mind'*
Merrily we fall
Out of line, out of line
I’d fall anywhere with you
I’m by your side
Swinging in the rain
Humming melodies
We're not going anywhere until we freeze
I’m not afraid, anymore
I’m not afraid
Forever is a long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Carefully we'll place our destiny
You came and you took this heart, and set it free
Every word you write or sing is so warm to me, so warm to me
I’m torn, I’m torn to be right where you are
I’m not afraid, anymore
I’m not afraid
Forever is a long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile
I wouldn't mind it at all
I wouldn't mind it at all
You so know me
Pinch me gently
I can hardly breathe
Forever is a long, long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile
I wouldn't mind it at all
I wouldn't mind it at all
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