NZ details to come as soon as I have them, but it's looking like I'll be visiting Christchurch, Wellington and Auckland from the 2nd to the 4th of October.
AUSTRALIA
MELBOURNE
SUNDAY, 5 OCT, 3:30 PM: Readings, Carlton
Talk, Q&A, Signing.
MONDAY, 6 OCT, 4 PM: Dymocks (Westfield Shoppingtown)
Signing
ADELAIDE
TUESDAY, 7 OCT, 2 PM: Dymocks (Rundle Mall)
Signing
WEDNESDAY, 8 OCT, 11 AM: Brighton Performing Arts Centre
Talk, Q&A, Signing (Ticketed but free)
PERTH
THURSDAY, 9 OCT, 11 AM: Westbooks
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
6 PM: Dymocks, Garden City
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
FRIDAY, 10 OCT, 10 AM: Dymocks, Morley
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
BRISBANE
SATURDAY, 11 OCT, 10 AM: Dymocks
Talk, Q&A, Signing.
SYDNEY
SUNDAY, 12 OCT, 2 PM: Dymocks, George Street,
Signing
MONDAY, 13 OCT, 6 PM:
The Midnight Hotel end-of-tour celebration.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3801 – 4000 of 4715 Newer› Newest»Hello Amethyst. Farethewell dugglyn
(Real quick...
You are a vampire
You are a vampire. You show all the signs that vampires typically do. This is more than just fascination with movies. You should talk to someone about this and check if you need help.
Read more at http://www.quizzes.net/are-you-a-vampire
Hello Sir, Silente, and Elleni. How are you all?
Tired, Ms. Temerity. I hope that you fare better.
(Hello.)
Hello Sophia. How are you?
Greetings, Commander Keating.
(I am average. Yourself?
Hello, Sir.)
I'm fine, thanks.
(That is good.
*reads up* Ah shit.)
...what's wrong?
Your dedication was very nice, Elleni :)
(Hello Elleni. And yes. It was nice, though. Thank you.)
(But for the record, the insensitive, rude bitch is still true.)
It's very quiet.
(It is. Very quiet. I like the quiet.)
Holy guacamole, being considered "old gen" is such a strange feeling...
Hello Fabi! How are you?
I ALSO MEANT TO SAY THAT THAT WAS A REALLY GOOD DEDICATION, ELLENI.
I miss longer deds...
I've been better, tbh, but I've also been worse...
Alright, I guess.
How are you?
I'm sorry for not asking in my previous comment. I seem to have gotten selfish lately. :-/
(Hello Fabi.)
I'm fine, thanks. It's okay; don't worry about it! :)
Whoever wants the next dedication, comment next.
(I may be distant for a moment. I'll be back momentarily.)
(Shit. Damn. I didn't refresh the bloody page.)
I can take the ded if you like...
Congratulations, Sophia! You get the dedication! :D
Glad to hear you're fine, Amethyst.
Unless you give it to Fabi...so...
(Yes, please. I never have anything to dedicate to.)
Congratulations, Fabi! You get to dedicate :)
(I try avoid getting first on any page - especially the first.)
(NOW I will be distant.)
Yay!
Um, wbd. Trying to make something complicated-ish.
(I am back.)
Welcome back, Sophia.
People are like snowflakes; no two are identical. For some of us, our little quirks are hidden behind a mask of normality, but for others, our differences are made painfully obvious. Everyone has something about them that may not appeal to the general population.
I dedicate this page to you. It doesn't matter what color skin you have, what color hair, where your parents came from, where your more distant relatives came from, what sex you are, what gender (if any) you identify with, how you see the world, who you love, what religion (if any) you believe in, which political party (if any) you prefer, what you eat, where you live, where you went to school, how good/bad you were in any of your subjects, how tall you are, how much you weigh, how much of that weight is fat vs. muscle, how flexible you are, how strong you are, whether or not you wear make-up, whether you've got a spot on your face, whether you like or dislike your appearance, how healthy you are, how happy you are or how okay you are. This page is for you, and no factor about you makes you unworthy of this dedication.
YOU'RE ALL PURPLE CARROTS AND I LOVE YOU TO PIECES, OKAY? YOU'RE SPECIAL INDIVIDUALS WHO'VE MADE A DIFFERENCE IN MY LIFE.
I CAN'T BELIEVE I'LL BE TWO BLOG YEARS OLD IN A LITTLE OVER TWO MONTHS. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?
Aww... That's a wonderful dedication, Fabi. *hugs*
(Is purple carrot a metaphor or is it literal? The last time I checked, I was human.
It was a nice dedication.)
Thanks, Amy. [hugs]
It's a metaphor, Sophia.
:)
*hugs Elleni and Fabi*
Yes, Fabi. :)
Thank you, Elleni - Sophia DOESN'T like it. :/
It's getting so dark now in the mornings . . .
(I am back.
I don't like what? Physical contact?)
@Sophia: Yes.
(Despise it. Can't stand it. *nods*
How are you, Star?)
@Sophia: I know.
*nods*
Fine. :) Should be getting up . . .
How're you? :)
@El: Dang what?
*looks around for a dang*
(Hello again, Elleni.
I am average, thank you.)
@El: Oh.
Well, it's okay. :) You'll get another ded sometimes. They're like fizzy drinks at Nandos - unlimited refills. :)
I think Zaf hates me now.
It's probably worth noting that I'd like to say sorry and make it up to her.
But I'm not sure that'll work, so I'm not going on.
*going to
DAMN WORD TRANSPOSITIONNNNN
@El: OF COURSE I AM, I'M A BUBBLE. :)
Thank you. :)
*hugs*
You are. O_O
DEY ARE
I think of you as new.
But look, this time last year, Adra and Fabi and folks were the new geberation who had pushed half my friends out.
And the year before that, Ieni and Luci and people were the new ones who had pushed my feiebds out.
So. XD
*is rating people by the generation I know them in, not the generatio they arrived in, fyi*
I wish you were older too, though; then I'd've talked to you more and that would be a good thing. :)
(I do not especially attribute myself to any generation.)
@Elleni:It's the way things are. All things must end; it's inevitable. And each new generation brings awesome people, so it's okay. :)
@Sophia: If I had to categorise, I'd say you were this generation. That's when you appeared.
. . .
I'm talking about people like they're stars now. O_o "And the contellation of Sophia first appeared in the year 2014 . . ."
(Yes but equally, I am not a part of this community. I do not enjoy fiction books.)
(Dragona is part of the community, then - not me.
Actually, that is not strictly true. I was present when Dragona read some of the last book. I just did not like it much.)
(*tilts head* Perhaps.)
@Sophia: Whether you're part of the community or not, you're still of this generation.
*shrugs*
And El's correct too. :))
(I would more consider myself with someone who stands at the side being a bitch whenever possible but I see your point.)
*nods at Soph* :)
(I may have to leave soon. At least Dragona leaves college at 11:05 today.)
(Goodbye, Elleni.)
(I have to go now. Goodbye.)
I feel like I haven't been here properly in ages. And I won't even be able to ghost next week because I'll be on band tour and won't have internet
*A tall man, with light brown hair and eyes the colour of ice, walks out from the trees. He glances around quickly, then continues to shout*
Lydia? Lydia Blackburn! Please, I've spent too long looking for you! I've tracked you down! It's Kyro!
(Hello.)
(I will continue to be here for the next hour and a bit.)
E-excuse me, ma'am. My name is Kyro. I'm looking for a girl. I don't know how old she'd look, but she is about two hundred years old. Brown hair and blue eyes.
Have you seen her?
I'm afraid I haven't, no. I have seen no one of that description. Why are you looking for her?
All my life I have been searching for this woman. She is very dear to me, and mother. She cannot remain hidden. I've tracked down her location to this area... She is here often, I believe...
I see. Why was she hiding?
She isn't hiding. My father stole her from us. She was kidnapped and I have dedicated the past one hundred years to finding her.
The thin is, I don't even know if she knows who she is...
(That's quite a dedication, Fabi.)
*tilts head* That may be problematic.
I am Commander Keating. Probably the only type of law enforcement there is around here. You are speaking to the right woman.
Commander Keating, I thank you. If you do find this woman, she has a forgotten past if she isn't who I believe to be, please notify me. I have to find her.
She will not tell anyone about a past that she has forgotten. The past that she would remember is false, it's faked. It's time she learned the truth.
(Hello, Sophia and Kyro.)
Before I help, I need to know everything. Dates, names, events - that kind of thing. I want to know exactly what has happened.
(Hello Tia.)
(Well, I guess blogland needed some type of law enforcement... good job on taking up that responsibility, Soph.)
(*rolls away because sleeeeeeeeeeeppppp*)
Dates? It was mid-sixteenth century. She and my father made a trip to France, where my father was killed an my sister was taken away. Her name is Lydia Blackburn.
We grew up in a small inn. My parents owned the land. Mother had become ill and I was a young man. Lydia, however, remained childish and reckless. She was different to us.
So in the 1750's, she and papa left for France. I never saw either of them again.
(It is my job, Snow. Hence the "Spectre" in my name. It means I uphold laws and preserve peace no matter what the cost. I have not just taken up the responsibility - I have had the job for a while, now, but thank you nevertheless.)
I see. I will keep an eye out. It may be best if you would aid me - I presume you have a method of making her realise the truth?
I shall lend a hand, Commander Keating. And yes, I have a method. I cannot explain to you what it is, for fear that you may spoil it, but a method I do indeed have.
Lydia Blackburn, huh?
*She smiled at Kyro and held out her hand*
The name is Rose.
I told you I wished to know everything. I do not cooperate with people who withhold information from me. So it would be best to tell me what the method is.
(Hello, Rose.)
Yes... Lydia...
*He looks at Rose, frowning at her appearance. She looked so similar to him, with light brown hair and those blue eyes... It must be her*
Lydia... Please... Please tell me it's you....
(Forgive me, I must depart...)
(Goodbye Kyro.
God damn randomly appearing bracket.)
(How is everyone?)
(Ok. Simply ok. How are you?)
(Hello, Rose!)
(Bye, Kyro!)
(I am average.)
(I really hate buses.)
(We know.)
(They are so boring. How do you people cope?)
(I don't know, I no longer use buses. Maybe try listening to music?)
(Dragona has brought no headphones with him but I will make him do in future.)
(Is Dragona on the bus home?)
(Or to school?)
(He is. But not for much longer.)
(He is going home.)
(I will be back in a moment.)
(I am back.)
(So, any plans for today, Soph?)
(*sighs* Not particularly. How about you?)
(Not really. Just reading Wuthering Heights for school, but that's not going to take more than a few hours. After that, I don't have anything planned.)
(I see. I do not like not having a plan. I always have a plan.)
(Let me know when you come up with a plan.)
(I shall.
It is times like this I wish I could relax.)
(Why can't you relax?)
((Dragona: Blue, green or red?))
(I just cannot relax. I am unable to. I do not switch off, as it were.
*sighs* Great. Being a messenger again.
Dragona: For what? :) )
(Soph?)
(I can't think of anything that might help with relaxing you. Apart from alcohol. But knowing you, you'd probably get in a bar fight so...
Being a messenger is part of the job.
Dragona: ME3 ending/Crucible)
(Yes?)
(I have turned to alcohol a few times in the past for various different reasons. But I do not approve of it - so I will not have any alcohol.
No, it isn't.
Dragona: Red. Definitely red.)
(Soph, Dragona depends on you.
Dragona: Red is best, I think. But you really could argue for and against any of them.)
(No, he doesn't. He has his own account. He just can't access it on his phone simultaneously as I am using this one.)
Yes, therefore he depends on you as you're in Blogland now.
(This is weird. Where is everyone at this time of day?)
(School, perhaps? Most here are teenagers, are they not?)
Perhaps so.
(Therefore it would be safe to assume, at 1:38pm, they will be in education somewhere.)
(How soon?)
a few hours later...
(Soph, plans have materialised. I will be going to watch The Maze Runner.
Maybe that'll cheer me up.)
And then there was Dugglyn.
..who joined the 'Land with a huge hug from Tia.
...and a curt nod from Silente
(So my dad discovered what selfies were in the last 24 hours. He's taken dozens and dozens of them now. Help.)
*hugs Sil* :)
How are you both?
(I'm alive. I'm not wallowing in despair. So some might say I'm good.
How are you?)
(and tiaTC)
(and Tanya)
(I just realised what TC and TA means. I'm so stupid. Going to see a film with a friend so not bad.
Tia is fine, so is Tanya, I have an idea for advancing the characters so I will email you. Will be distant now though.)
(Okay. Hope you enjoy the maze runner!)
(I hope Sil enjoys the blood of the innocents.
What?)
(Erm.. O_O depends which innocents...)
Soy, I was forced to alphabetize papers. For 5 periods. Ah meh!
Hey Sil! Hey Tia!
How are you both?!
(Hey Dug! Is Sil forgiven?)
(Hey Xan how are you?)
Don't hide it, Sil. My sister and I - we know of your infamous bloodlust.
(Though my author doesn't want you to kill anyone, and is actually confused.)
Infamous bloodlust? Please.
(She's not sure...
Idk. Soy.
We can role play if you want!! :)))
(Hey Xan!!! How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!)
*she sits in a hammock on her tree house porch, enjoying the sun*
*looks up at dug* HEY!
(Mm... no. I mean only 20/20?!?!?! How dare you! :P)
*she almost falls off the hammock, catching herself before she hits the porch*
*she looks over the railing to see who's there*
*when she spots Sil she pauses then jumps down, turning into mist before she goes splat*
*solidifies*
Hello.
(*actually has 20/20 vision herself*)
Hey. How are you?
*her tone is guarded, not cold but not her normal friendliness either*
Fine..
How are you doing?
Can you kill people again?
I'm not sure. I don't care either way..
I'm still sorry..
*her eyes cast down*
I know..
I.. I just don't know if I can forgive you. You tortured me just so you could hurt other people...
*she looks up, a small grin on her face*
It's kinda messed up...
I trusted you, you know. With my life.
Maybe I'll never trust you again, or at least not that much, but maybe... maybe we could still be friends.
(Shoot, Gtg. PIE!!!!! :))))
(Hellommy darlings ^^)
(Hellommy darlings ^^)
(Hello Asylius is here)
(Hi tiger ^^ *glomps*)
I know that some reconciliation has been had in my absence, and I'd like to say that nothing in my view, is any different from when I went to bed last night.
How is everyone?
(Hoya Trip ^_^ how are you?)
(Hello.)
(Hi Sph^^)
(I am good thanks, u?)
(I am good thanks, u?)
(I'm ecstatic! I'm in charge! You?)
(I am average.)
(*Gets glomped* I'm really happy thank you *winks at Inks*
Hello Soph hello Trip how are you both)
(My parents have decided to go to comic con -_-
Crap)
(I am average, Garrett. Yourself?)
(@Soph where did we pause the rp?)
(I'm happy thanks,
why are they going to comic con, Chloe?)
(London mcm?)
(Sarah and Silente were sparring.)
Hi, everyone. I'm not doing anything in government since we all died from the PSAT.-Zaf
(Gar, please don't take this the wrong way, but they are a tad concerned that I'm meeting an internet buddy. Once they give an all clear we will be free)
(Ah okay.)
*stumbles forwards at the kick to her back and rolls, coming up and spinning to face her*
(Hello Zafira.)
My parents are awful, so I can't even begin to imagine how bad some of you have it.
*hugs*
(Distant)
Sarah: *a strand of biotic energy wraps around Silente's legs and shoots her towards the wall behind her*
*nods to Sophia*
Sigh.
*taps the sigil on her forehead, her shield protecting her from the blow and slightly scorching the wall*
Weak.
(I'm all cool with it, its perfectly understandable, I'll make sure i make a good impression,)
(I'm serious)
(Hello Sil how are you?)
(Hello Zaf, how are you?)
(Please make a good impression ^^ my dad is cool with it but my mum...hehe)
Sarah: *biotic jumps behind Silente and throws a punch charged with biotic energy at her*
I'm allowed to go to Comic Con in NYC next year, if I go I hope Ari goes so I can meet up with her. My mom figured V is gonna be 18, I'll be 17, so long as we stay where NYCC is being held, I can't go wrong. She just is escorting us to the building since NYC is a bit....big.
-Zaf
(i promise, its the mothers job to be concerned, no pressure then ;) (
*anything that touches her shield will be burnt, any energy will strengthen it*
*laughs*
(Hehe ^^
I still can't wait for it! Nerds unite
I'm
Hoping my old teacher will go cos he is an awesome nerd)
Have fun guys. I need to hunt that boy down. Someone owes me something from Comic Con.....I mean, I don't know if he was able to get the said thing, not sure if the actor went.-ZF
Have fun guys. I need to hunt that boy down. Someone owes me something from Comic Con.....I mean, I don't know if he was able to get the said thing, not sure if the actor went.-ZF
(*Appears to the music from the A team* Hello)
(Ello eddy boy! How art thou?)
Sarah: *frowns, taking a step back to look at her burned armour*
That's... interesting...
*raises her arm, her hand glowing blue* *creates a biotic field within the shield, and pulls Silente to the floor with it*
(I be good thanks, how be you?)
(I be good mostly)
(I have the a team theme stuck in my head)
*laughs when she faceplants the floor*
Ow. I should make my shield skin tight.
*springs to her feet and punches Sarah in the face*
(I guessed that ^^ now you have it stuck in my head)
(yes Inks, nerds unite,
Hello ed)
(It is so catchy. But it is also amazing)
(Hell Gar. Nerds unite?)
(It is, it is
Anyone up to continue rp?)
*Hello
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