*hugs Death* If sharing or complaining will make you feel better, I would say to do so. It's OK to think about yourself, and it looks like I'd disagree with your counsellor on that.
(I can form my own opinions on such matters. I have never played Halo. Dragona has a PS3. I have only played several video games. Dragona has played more. The list so far of the games I have played is: Mass Effect. Mass Effect 2. Mass Effect 3. Star Wars The Force Unleashed. Star Wars The Force Unleashed: Ultimate Sith Edition (because who likes Jedis?) Grand Theft Auto IV.)
Death Rose, you listen to me. I don't often give you advice, but I'll give you some now.
Speaking as someone who has been suicidally depressed all their lives, and who has only ever dreamed of being a writer, only to be repeatedly kicked in the teeth by every pompous teenager who thinks my black clothes and pretty words are something to shit on, there ARE people who think the same way that you do, and you are not the first person to go through this. You have, however, survived much longer than many of them. And that is something to be proud of.
If Emerald wasn't there. But she WAS there. There is no "If this," or "If that." If you need to write down the pain, then do so. If you need to burn the pain, then do so. The pain should be burned. I once wrote down the pain and then ate the letter, but I missed a piece and a strange girl I didn't know found it outside my door. That's how I met my best friend.
Elleni, I'm going to have to ask you to separate your consciousness from that of my kitten, as I would prefer it if he weren't eaten. *cuddles Lawrence*
Only temporarily. Are you planning on assuming the identity of my kitten often?
I can see it now: WHEN BLOGLAND IS IN DANGER, ONLY ELLENI JAZZ CAN SAVE THE DAY. DISGUISED AS A MILD-MANNERED HOUSECAT, ELLENI LIES IN WAIT FOR EVIL, WHEREVER IT MAY LURK.
I do hope that the Vivanus x Silente wedding is a bright, beautiful, happy affair, completely unlike the Osmosis Wedding. And then the camera pans over and we see Clara, standing outside in the rain, looking through the window at the festivities.
No, no, wait, I have it. The wedding reception party is going full swing, but there's no sign of Clara L. Crowley. The the Hotel sprouts directly outside the church, so the front doors are essentially the same door. Then Clara kicks the door down, and is wearing sunglasses and Doctor Precocious's sequined tuxedo jacket.
*holds up hands* Calm yourself, Silente m'dear, I'm only pulling your leg. I will most certainly not crash the wedding. However, I cannot guarantee that I will not ghost and/or stare through the window of the church while it's raining outside.
Rose, no matter what happens, and no matter what you do, both I and my author will always remain completely and utterly fond and proud of you. Please, cease blaming yourself.
(I have no words. I'm not a word person like Snow, but how can I tell you that you're wanted, that you're welcome, that you're awesome and we're here for you. How else can I comfort you?)
Firstly, hullo Trip. Secondly, if you think overdosing makes you a bad person, Rose, then you have a fundamental misunderstanding of what makes a hero and what makes a horrible person. You fall into the hero category, and that is why we care for you.
Death, in real life I'm really bloody annoying to people who aren't very similar to me. Here we are the filtered versions of ourselves, the very best aspects of ourselves formed into one being.
And it's those aspects of you that form our case. Those aspects are why the world needs you to stick around for a few more decades, because they're what will forge a brighter future for all humanity, even if only in a small way.
*flies back once the finger has been devoured* Mmmm. I can see why Adra made a habit of eating people when she was too unbalanced to care who she ate...
Yes, it does. Because being trapped on an elevator is a cause for genuine concern, whereas being trapped on an escalator is a case of extreme laziness.
I dedicate to all that this world holds The magic, murder, mayhem, and besides All the friendships, forged in iron and steel And the adventures, quests, and bumpy rides
I dedicate to friends that I have made And only made because I once came here I dedicate to lives that we have saved And to this sanctuary, free from fear
I dedicate to weddings, bold and bright I dedicate to me, of course, and you I dedicate to the regrets we share And the way each failure steels our hearts anew
I dedicate to Blogland, and my friends And how we have all sworn until the end
Rose, hang in there...please....stay. If you go, I go which means Zaf goes which means Em goes which means Sil goes. Okay? Stay. Stay for the sake of me, what am I to do without you?
*keeps El alive and conscious while still cooking* *pulls off an arm and bites into it, El juices running down her chin before her wipes it away* Mmmmmmm
*A blinding light shines from his body, blasting away the rock, Sil, Ellie, An- you get the point. A javelin forms in his hand, and he promptly chucks it at whatever-that-thing-is's head*
(*looks at the time*) (AWW SHEET!) (I must flee! I have to go! Cause A Monster, Calls is tomorrow! And I should get some sleep again to help me try to concentrate..)
*Blake is no longer in front of her. Javelins are a good distraction, apparently. As if flew toward her head, he teleported behind whatever-that-thing-is and stuck a sword to it's back*
A week spent without me is so much better than being with me. I've spent sixteen years with me, and believe me, I suck. And I'm annoying. And I hate me.
I can't handle a week without you, Rose. I rule Asgard I don't need Midgard, I need you. I need the queen beside me, not away from me leaving me alone.
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If sharing or complaining will make you feel better, I would say to do so.
It's OK to think about yourself, and it looks like I'd disagree with your counsellor on that.
Rose, what is it? Don't leave, we're more than willing to listen!
I must say, I agree with Tia.
(I can form my own opinions on such matters. I have never played Halo. Dragona has a PS3. I have only played several video games. Dragona has played more.
The list so far of the games I have played is:
Mass Effect.
Mass Effect 2.
Mass Effect 3.
Star Wars The Force Unleashed.
Star Wars The Force Unleashed: Ultimate Sith Edition (because who likes Jedis?)
Grand Theft Auto IV.)
And you never ruin anyone's mood with your presence, Rose.
*huggles rOse*
:/
*hopes you're doing OK, or that things which are not okay will improve very soon*
Well, I apologize if I/we have offended you in any way.
Mind you, the friend who wrote the script was fully aware that I wanted to be an actress, and he assigned everyone roles...
It wasn't you, yet you were part of it, Anni...
There's others like me, I just dont think they think the same way as me...
(To be honest, I am somewhat emotionally stable and am not very easy to upset.)
Death Rose, you listen to me. I don't often give you advice, but I'll give you some now.
Speaking as someone who has been suicidally depressed all their lives, and who has only ever dreamed of being a writer, only to be repeatedly kicked in the teeth by every pompous teenager who thinks my black clothes and pretty words are something to shit on,
there ARE people who think the same way that you do, and you are not the first person to go through this.
You have, however, survived much longer than many of them. And that is something to be proud of.
I'm sorry if I made you upset, Rose.
(I just try to be here, I don't mean to upset you.)
*gives an agreeing murmur to Clara's speech*
*gives Rose a very warm hug*
(It is a human right to have freedom of expression, Rose, regardless of the situation.)
If Emerald wasn't there.
But she WAS there.
There is no "If this," or "If that."
If you need to write down the pain, then do so. If you need to burn the pain, then do so. The pain should be burned.
I once wrote down the pain and then ate the letter, but I missed a piece and a strange girl I didn't know found it outside my door. That's how I met my best friend.
Please. Write the pain down. It helps.
Can we please now get off this subject...? Go back to the Osmosis Wedding...
Yes, of course. I don't know what I was thinking.
The Osmosis Wedding.
. . . Were we walking about it?
*talking
We were certainly not walking about it.
*happily eat's clara with Viv*
(Silente - I responded to your email.)
Stop eating me. It's gross, and I haven't even been properly basted.
It;s tradition! You eat any and all previous love interests during the engagement period!
That seems unwise. Shouldn't you leave them alive so you can rub the wedding in their faces?
Hello, Rose. Wbd.
No. This way there is no chance of them running in and shouting 'I OBJECT'
I swear, I've never objected to anything less in my life.
*Cuddles Loki tightly*
Just the man I wanted to see... To see and hug and cry on...
(I wish all weddings were as simple as cannibalism.)
I would like Sophie's words just now to be frosted on my wedding cake.
Precautions my dear Clara, precautions.
Now hush and let me eat you i peace.
No. I refuse. This is very undignified.
*crawls away*
*hides under a golden carriage*
Yes, yes, go chase Elleni/my kitten!
*hides*
*walks after her*
At least lemme eat yo arm! It's tradition!
No no no!
*flees*
I'll buy you a nice wedding present if you don't eat my arm!
(Feel free to frost them, Annika.)
*pauses*
Can I eat a teeny tiny bit of you? For tradition sake?
*crosses arms*
I'm afraid not.
*takes off waistcoat*
*holds it out*
You can eat my waistcoat.
(@soph i replied btw)
*takes waistcoat*
*eats waistcoat*
*nods*
*goes to hunt Elleni*
Elleni, I'm going to have to ask you to separate your consciousness from that of my kitten, as I would prefer it if he weren't eaten.
*cuddles Lawrence*
*keeps hunting elleni, following the blood tie finding her*
Only temporarily. Are you planning on assuming the identity of my kitten often?
I can see it now:
WHEN BLOGLAND IS IN DANGER, ONLY ELLENI JAZZ CAN SAVE THE DAY. DISGUISED AS A MILD-MANNERED HOUSECAT, ELLENI LIES IN WAIT FOR EVIL, WHEREVER IT MAY LURK.
Glad to be of service. *kisses gently*
*pauses*
*oh*
*that's true*
*El is a bridesmaid*
*hmm*
Arm.
I do hope that the Vivanus x Silente wedding is a bright, beautiful, happy affair, completely unlike the Osmosis Wedding. And then the camera pans over and we see Clara, standing outside in the rain, looking through the window at the festivities.
*She kissed him back gently and then buried her head into Loki's chest. She started to cry, holding tightening onto his armour*
I'm a horrible person...
Arm.
You are not, if you were, you would not be a queen, love.
(Is Silente going to eat the arms of all the bridesmaids? I have to warn her, that unlike what Elleni will be soon, I am armed.)
No, no, wait, I have it.
The wedding reception party is going full swing, but there's no sign of Clara L. Crowley.
The the Hotel sprouts directly outside the church, so the front doors are essentially the same door. Then Clara kicks the door down, and is wearing sunglasses and Doctor Precocious's sequined tuxedo jacket.
THAT is what should happen.
Arm or face.
I am... I really am...
Really, truly.
I tried to take myself away from everyone last night...
*then
*slow claps*
Sophie, that pun was inspired. You are truly a PUNisher.
(If you crash the wedding Clara so help me..)
@Rose: http://weshallbetheglue.blogspot.com.au/2014/10/the-world-away-original-be-glue-song.html
What, like you crashed my Hotel?
*puts on sunglasses*
Don't tempt me, Silente.
(*bows*)
Is that a fact, Elleni? I did not know this. Now I do know it. Witness the power of learning.
I heard, I am not mad, Rose. I am glad you are here.
(Thank you Snow.
I'm crying...)
(Do NOT crash the wedding Crowley, I am warning you it will not end well for you.)
...Hand.
*hugs Rose*
*smirks*
Well then. You'd best keep the date confidential.
But the fact remains... I did do it... I tried to... And I just feel like hitting my head against a brick wall until I die...
Elleni, you are a majestic fountain of useless information. I salute you.
(If you do Clara I will let Sil kill you. I will let her fully loose in your hotel.)
*holds up hands*
Calm yourself, Silente m'dear, I'm only pulling your leg. I will most certainly not crash the wedding. However, I cannot guarantee that I will not ghost and/or stare through the window of the church while it's raining outside.
Please do, El
(I feel angry because I can't physically hug you, Rose. Stop hating yourself.)
(Good.)
What? It's better than arm!
Of course, Elleni. Whatever makes you happy.
(Tia..)
Rose, no matter what happens, and no matter what you do, both I and my author will always remain completely and utterly fond and proud of you. Please, cease blaming yourself.
Greetings, Sir.
It's tradition El! I have to eat part of Dug and Tia too!
(Sir, you shouldn't. You really, truly shouldn't...)
(*hugs Deathy* but we do. All of us.)
(I have no words. I'm not a word person like Snow, but how can I tell you that you're wanted, that you're welcome, that you're awesome and we're here for you. How else can I comfort you?)
Rose...
It's true, Rose.
Greetings, Blogland.
I should, Rose. I owe that that much, at least.
JUST LEMME EAT PART OF YOU!
*tackles El*
*pins her*
FACE OR ARM?!?!
((*considers eating Silente's arms to teach her a lesson*))
The Hungry Hungry Silente.
Coming to bookstores near you.
You all really shouldn't, okay?!
I'm actually a horrible person. You know Rose. She's nice. She's not the one that overdosed last night!!
And I have no one to blame but myself...
I can't do this...
I can't be one here, I can't end it, I can't stay.
I hate this.
He's right, Rose.
OW!
*stops pinning El for a second*
FINE! FINGER OR...OR...OR RANDOM SQUARE OF SKIN??
(Hello, Sir.)
(Rose, you know I'll support you no matter what happens, right?)
Firstly, hullo Trip. Secondly, if you think overdosing makes you a bad person, Rose, then you have a fundamental misunderstanding of what makes a hero and what makes a horrible person.
You fall into the hero category, and that is why we care for you.
*flies after El*
NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU COME BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
Rose, I don't think you understand. We support you.
The nice, friendly person we know
The woman who nearly overdosed last night. We don't pick which one you are. We love both. We're here for both.
Rose, I love you okay? I love you.
*watches the drama betwixt Elleni and Silente*
This is escalating very quickly.
*Whispers 27th of July to Loki and kisses his nose*
*Cries*
*Leaves*
Honestly, given how quickly it is moving, I would say that it is elevating rather than escalating, Ms. Crowley.
Rose, you are dearly loved by many. Remember that.
(@Clara Darquesse and Loki...)
Death, in real life I'm really bloody annoying to people who aren't very similar to me. Here we are the filtered versions of ourselves, the very best aspects of ourselves formed into one being.
And it's those aspects of you that form our case. Those aspects are why the world needs you to stick around for a few more decades, because they're what will forge a brighter future for all humanity, even if only in a small way.
*dodges the fire and flies smack into her*
*cuts one of her finger's off and flies away, eating it*
First of all, Trip, that was beautiful.
And secondly, Sir, I determined that escalating would have more comedic appeal.
Of course, Ms. Crowley, but does being trapped on an escalator have more comedic appeal than being trapped inside of an elevator?
*flies back once the finger has been devoured*
Mmmm. I can see why Adra made a habit of eating people when she was too unbalanced to care who she ate...
Yes, it does. Because being trapped on an elevator is a cause for genuine concern, whereas being trapped on an escalator is a case of extreme laziness.
I suppose so, Ms. Crowley.
Ah, that's right. Catch.
*Tosses the dedication rights to Ms. Crowley.*
You're very tasty El...
(Uh El, run.)
*catches the dedication*
Oh, goodness. I wasn't prepared for this.
Unless the first comment atop the page is "First", most people seldom are.
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UIOnm? Asdioperterttyu...
This may take me a few minutes to perfect. One moment, please.
*hold music plays softly in the background*
Annika... --->
(Not sure. Which ever you want.)
Rose get your ass bac here NOW.
(I think I might be going now, it's 1.30 am here. Good night, Blogland!)
(And please tell Rose to hang in there. And hug her. And comfort her.)
(Okay. Non cannon.)
I am leaving, okay...?
I'm not staying. I've got to go.
My ass is back here for the next ten minutes, how about that?
Snow, that picture is absolutely lovely.
Just one moment, now. I've never written one of these this quickly.
I dedicate to all that this world holds
The magic, murder, mayhem, and besides
All the friendships, forged in iron and steel
And the adventures, quests, and bumpy rides
I dedicate to friends that I have made
And only made because I once came here
I dedicate to lives that we have saved
And to this sanctuary, free from fear
I dedicate to weddings, bold and bright
I dedicate to me, of course, and you
I dedicate to the regrets we share
And the way each failure steels our hearts anew
I dedicate to Blogland, and my friends
And how we have all sworn until the end
So long as minutes mean months, you've got a deal.
Rose, hang in there.
*Applauds.*
Hear Hear
(Hear hear)
*bows*
Thank you very much.
Rose, hang in there...please....stay. If you go, I go which means Zaf goes which means Em goes which means Sil goes. Okay? Stay. Stay for the sake of me, what am I to do without you?
I promise a lot of people a lot of things.
Like how I would email Ari if I felt like dying.
Like how I would be stronger.
How I would stay if Em stayed and vice versa.
And that I would see Derek.
---
*Claps*
*slips away because i just realised i have school stuff to do*
*oops*
(here here!
*hugs deathy*)
*smirks and approaches El, eyes quickly turning Silver*
Goodbye, Snow. You will be missed.
This is why I should have stayed away from BLOGLAND in the first place...
Domino effect.
And, of course, it's my fault again...
No, Em would do it if you were or weren't here, lets face it. So stay, you have people here who care,, Rose.
*laughs and the gravity around El grows heavier, sending her hurtling to the ground*
But the most important person has given up on believing, on breathing an trying.
I have.
And I cant anymore.
Hey, it's not your fault that everyone cares about you. We care because you're a good person and a good friend.
(*hugs deathy* don't go...)
Bye...
(Please stay..)
Do you trust me? I love you and I swear you are amazing.
You shouldn't give up when so many people believe in you, Rose. You can get through this. Stay with us...
*an intense heat starts cooking El from the inside*
Mmmmmm..dinner.
This cannibalism is getting quite intriguing.
*stares in fascination*
*pulls Rose into a hug and doesn't let go*
Please don't go. Why can't you see how awesome you are?
Nope. Try again.
*the heat grows stronger, boiling her blood*
*frowns*
Please, do not kill Elleni.
Give me a week.
*Smashes a rather large mace into the side of Sil's head with an unnecessary amount force*
Bad Sil.
Bad.
(Rose, don't leave... ;-;
*Cuddles*)
A week of what? I cannot go a week without you.
SUDDENLY, BLAKE!
Hullo, Blake.
*keeps El alive and conscious while still cooking*
*pulls off an arm and bites into it, El juices running down her chin before her wipes it away*
Mmmmmmm
(*Cuddles Blake back*)
Try, Loki.
I know you can.
*looks at Blake with silver eyes, the wound quickly healing*
*narrows her eyes and he starts turning to stone*
I am NOT Sil.
Then I'll be dead tonight. If you leave, I die and you never see me.
*laughs*
*quickly devours the arm and drops the bones by El's head*
Loki... No...
*eats popcorn*
*observes, wide-eyed*
Well then bad whatever you are.
*A blinding light shines from his body, blasting away the rock, Sil, Ellie, An- you get the point. A javelin forms in his hand, and he promptly chucks it at whatever-that-thing-is's head*
*nudges El with a foot*
Stop crying.
Popcorn is a good way to express intense interest, yet complete detachment.
*eats popcorn*
*is blasted away*
*the javelin stops mid air*
*smiles*
Tsk tsk Blake.
I told you I could never live without you.
You have before, Loki. A thousand or so years has passed without you knowing I was to exist... And we've been together since 27th of July...
(*looks at the time*)
(AWW SHEET!)
(I must flee! I have to go! Cause A Monster, Calls is tomorrow! And I should get some sleep again to help me try to concentrate..)
*Blake is no longer in front of her. Javelins are a good distraction, apparently. As if flew toward her head, he teleported behind whatever-that-thing-is and stuck a sword to it's back*
So, if I stab you I assume Sil's gonna feel it?
Oh goodness, Silente, you should sleep at once! I hope this all goes well! Good luck!
Things change, love. I want life with you, nt without. I went through hell to have Thor make you a godess.
I know, Loki... But you could go one week....
(Robbed of a halfway decent battle.
My life is in ruins.
Breaks down.)
Oh, poor Blake.
*pats shoulder comfortingly*
(*Cuddles Blakey*)
(Why won't she understand how much she means to us, Zaf?)
(Pretend there are "*" around the "Breaks down" e.e)
Oh, poor Elleni.
*pats comfortingly on the shoulder*
Of course. I understand, Blake.
Pats comfortingly on shoulder.
Nods in understanding.
*Pokes Ellie with a stick*
*Pokes the hole where her arm was*
I'm sure she'll be fine.
No, I can't. I barely can handle it. I hate coming on and knowing I won't see you, I can't do it. I will die tonight if you do that to me.
You can do it, Loki... Go back to prankin an tormenting others. Try and take over Midgard. I believe in you, my love.
(*Pouts and stops hugging Blake*
*Meanders away from the brackets*)
No. Either you stay or I leave. Your choice.
Loki!!!
(*Tackles Rose and nuzzles her*
Nu meandering away >-<)
Rose, don't do this. Please don't do this. Don't break me.
(*Looks up at Blake and frowns*
Grr...)
Tia... It's only a week...
I am afraid I must depart.
*departs*
I cannot handle a week, Rose.
(*Grins and cuddles her happily*)
(Bye, Clara!)
You're right, it is only a week. And yet a week without you is worse than a week spent with you.
Try, Loki. Please...
I can't! Ok? I can't. I die, that simple.
(*Groans and reluctantly cuddles Blake back*)
A week spent without me is so much better than being with me. I've spent sixteen years with me, and believe me, I suck. And I'm annoying. And I hate me.
Thor promised me that you'd stay.
You're not going to, Loki. What about Leif and Kari?
Someone else can watch them, I can't be without you.
You would abandon your own flesh and blood?
That's terrible...
I can't handle a week without you, Rose. I rule Asgard I don't need Midgard, I need you. I need the queen beside me, not away from me leaving me alone.
Go marry Astrid. You two were perfect together. I just got in the way.
We were not perfect, she tried to kill me a few days before I found you.
And you tortured me.
Rose, I have spent 17 years of my life not refreshing a blog at 2.20 in the morning.
I've been missing out.
And you're wrong - I do want to you to be here because you're fun and cool so stop trying to say that we're better off without you. We're not.
(Tia... You should sleep... You're not thinking straight...)
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