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«Oldest ‹Older 3801 – 4000 of 4692 Newer› Newest»(SHEEPY IS EVIL!!
PICTURE SAYS SO!!
PICTURES NEVER LIE!!!)
(*has to sheep*
*Poofs*
:((((
Bye!!!!0!)
(Bye Chev!)
*Looks at Sheepy*
Baaa...?
*pauses*
*slowly responds*
Baaa...?
*is not evil*
*Crawls over to Sheepy and looks at grass*
Baa baa-
*Was about to start singing*
Black is not racist. It is merely a colour, therefore, I shall continue.
Baa baa black sheeeeeeeeeep...
(Hey Keating!)
(Baaaaaa)
(Hello Rose and Fabi.)
*confused sheep eyes*
*looks at grass as well*
*thinks grass looks yummy*
(How are you...?)
*Picks up a handful of grass and offers it to Sheepy*
Baa...?
(Me?)
(Yes you!)
(Average. Yourself?)
(I'm awaiting the end of school without chocolate. So I guess I'm alright.)
(Are you addicted?)
(Hello, Elleni.)
(How are you?)
(Average - making Dragona eat some biscuits.)
(Alright, Elleni.)
(Might be distant a little.)
*cautiously eats grass*
(Back briefly.)
(*sighs* How can you people put up with such bad television?)
*Is a sheepy*
*doesn't watch television*
*watches Elleni*
(Question, Fabi: Why a sheep?)
(Is this like a staring contest with a sheep?)
((I'm breaking character just for this comment))
((Because Dugglyn was talking about getting some sheep and I was bored))
((Thank you))
*watches Elleni watch sheepy watching Elleni*
(That... Makes sense... In a strange way... And by "makes sense" I mean "is completely nonsensical".)
((It'd be boring if everything made sense.))
((I'm gonna go sheep--I mean sleep now. Night!
(Goodnight Fabi.)
(I will continue to be here.)
(Hello...?)
(Do you know where I have the privilege of being dragged to today? The ruins of a bloody abbey. Do you grasp how interesting that will be for me? Do you know how much I will learn from this experience?)
(That does sound like a wonderful experience...)
(I will be bored. All day. Again.)
(*walks in little more than a zombie after less than four hours sleep* ugnh.)
(Hello, Silente.)
(I'm doing parrot impressions. Someone just yelled out
SHUT THE FUCKING BIRD UP!!)
I am impressed.
(That is impressive, Rose.)
(Hello Sophia.)
(How are you, Silente?)
(Immensely tired. MSD. I shouldn't've stayed up so late rping...
It was worth it! *she says that now...*)
(I saw that in the non-canon RP Erberus returned. What a surprise.)
(Sil was effectively digested.)
(I can imagine.)
(actually now that I think about it she WAS digested then she came back alive and was sorta digested...)
Gtg bye
(Erberus sounds like a cow.
I imagine that I would have been bored in the RP. Fighting gods bores me.)
(Goodbye Silente.)
(I will be leaving - I may be back later.)
*runs in with ninja speed, holding a boombox and a CD*
*looks around, nervous, and sets the boombox down*
*inserts CD and presses play*
*the High School Musical soundtrack starts playing full volume*
*smiles evilly and runs away*
hello...??
Hi Em!!
Hello sweetie.
You doing okay. Sorry I left last night, I fell asleep.
Nah it's okay, Em!!
*Cuddles*
I'm doing very well. How are you?
Yeah I'm doing well. Still a bit tired but doing well.
Aw, you should sleep...
No cause if I sleep now, I'll never get to sleep tonight. If I really need it, I'll have a nap later. But for now, I'll survive.
So... roleplay??
(Of course. After you!!)
*Roland sat Rose down on the couch and wrapped the blanket around her.*
Roland: You warm up and I shall get you some food.
*Marrok was still yapping excitedly at Rose and pushed Ariana gently now and then as if to say 'look who's back'
Ariana smiled up at Rose and started trying to eat by herself but she couldn't figure it out without using her hands.*
*She grinned and wrapped the blanket tightly around herself. She turned the grin to Marrok and pulled him and Ariana onto her lap*
Hey guys... I'm sorry I left... I'm sorry... You mum and dad will come back, okay?
*Ariana snuggled tightly into Rose as she blew a small raspberry noise.*
they. are. not. coming. back. I. heard. them. leave. so. glad. you. are. back
*Roland came back in with a tray. On it was a cup of tea, toast and some eggs. He set it down on the table before he sat on the floor beside the couch, watching the two young babies snuggle into Rose.*
They'll come back, love. Or I will find them and bring them back... Trust me, my dear.
*She looked at the try Rolans brought in and smiled as she took the tea with one hand, the other ruffling Roland's hair*
Roland... Sit up here with me...?
*She kissed Ariana's hair before she took a sip of tea. She shivered in the warmth that it brought with it*
*Roland sat up beside her, making sure she was getting the heat back into her.*
Roland: I am so glad you came back. I do not know what would have happened if you did not.
I just... I... WE love you so much Rose and the thought of losing you would have been unbearable.
*He kissed her gently on her head as he touched her cheek. Then he touched Ariana's face gently.*
*She smiled and leaned against Roland's chest*
I... I didn't know... I couldn't live in a family where the parents don't understand... I... I couldn't...
*She took another sip and hugged Ariana tighter, her face glowing from Roland's kiss. She glanced up at him, her eyes sad*
I don't want to leave... I love you all too much...
Roland: We love you too much also my love.
Maybe we should get a take out later on, to celebrate.
*Marrok had gotten back down to eat his food as everyone was talking. Ariana was chewing on her fist again as she was going off into a daydream.*
Roland: I had a feeling that this would happen to her but I was not expecting it so soon.
And to be honest with you Rose, if they want to run away, I will not chase them. Ariana does not need that.
*Her eyes remained sad as she looked back down to her cup. She swirled the tea slowly before she lay across Roland's lap, putting her cup on the ground*
I... I lost my parents when I was a little kid... I don't want it to happen to her... I... I just don't understand how they could leave her...
*Roland was stroking her hair as she lay down.*
Roland: I did not want it to happen either Rose but it has happened. They are cowards.
If they want to act like that, then she is better off without them. She is where she needs to be which is here, with us.
*She smiled up at him and took his spare hand, pressing it against her cheek*
When Ariana is a little older, we'll find them... We'll show them what they left... How precious she is...
Ugh....-Zaf
(Hey Zaf!!)
(Shower time...)
*waves, wishes I could sleep longer* -Zaf
*Roland smiled as he could feel the warmth in her face again. He then smiled wider as he had a thought.*
Roland: And who knows, when that time comes around, Ariana could have a cousin or two to keep her company.
*He paused, waiting for Rose's reaction.*
(I know your pain, Zaf...)
*She frowned, trying to think of what Roland was hinting at. When she realised, and she smiled up at him, her face turning an even deeper shade of red*
Maybe, dear. Maybe she could have a cousin. A little you, can you imagine it?
*She grinned and looked towards the window, her thoughts of a little winged child*
*Ariana flapped her own little wings, she looked slightly uncomfortable. Roland than spotted a few knots in her feathers.*
Roland: Uh oh, someone needs a brush out. I will probably have to wet them to be able to get the knots out gently for her with the brush.
*She nodded sleepily against his lap*
How about you do that, and Marrok and I take five...? I'm sorry, outside was cold... And I heard you crying... That kept me up most of the night... It's my fault for those tears... I'm sorry, love...
*Roland moved her gently so she was lying fully on the couch. He patted beside her as Marrok jumped up and lay down beside Rose. Roland than covered them both with a blanket.
Roland got Ariana's baby brush and a cup of water as he sat behind her. He dipped his fingers in the water and rubbed her wings so they were wet. He then started gently brushing the wings, nice and slowly while humming.*
*She pulled Marrok tightly to her chest and, hugging him like a teddy, fell asleep quickly. She trembled as her dream hit. She was a little girl again, watching her mother's death again. Then the wrath of her father.
She trembled against Marrok, pulling him even tighter against herself*
*Marrok licked her hand gently, trying to keep her safe against the dream.
Ariana could hear Rose on the couch. She wanted to help but knew if she moved away from Roland, he wouldn't be happy.*
*She frowned in the dream and rolled over, her arms flinching away from Marrok. No, this wasn't her memory... Her memory hadn't included-
She gasped and sat up, rubbing her arms, surprised that there were no cuts or wounds, that her fingers were still in one piece, that her wrists were broken.
Her arms encircled Marrok again, silent tears falling on his fur*
*Roland turned to look at Rose as Marrok gently licked Rose's face, letting her know that he was there for her.*
Roland: Are you alright my love? Do you need something to help?
*She shook her head at Roland and hid her face in the back of the sofa. She made room for Marrok between her and the cushions and nuzzled his head*
Just... A bad dream...
*She found her eyes drooping again. She quickly fell asleep again*
I am here, even briefly, you shall see me until classes start once I'm in school. Sigh. *hugs Rose*
()
*She cuddled Loki back*
School is horrible... I'm sorry that you have to suffer through it...
(I officially hate science.
And math.
And Industry and Enterprise.)
(Silence...)
Hey, Rose and Loki (and whoever else is online)
It's school time. (Anyone else do A Levels?)
((I hate my life))
(The worst thing imaginable has happened.
I have to do work exp. I've got it organised, now I'm going over the legal stuff. I have to have these forms in tomorrow from my employer, and they said that they have attached them, but they didn't.
And so now, I'm going to have to do work exp. with my parents and my brother, which will be utter torment. Because they have an electrician business.
So...
Fuck.)
(Hey Tia. I hate school and I have no idea what you mean by A Levels...)
I believe it to be hell.
Apparently my author has a chorus lesson, god knows what that will entitle.
I dedicate this page to hot dogs.
I'm allergic. I can't eat them. If I do, I vomit. They used to be my favourite food until we found out about that...
But some people like them.
So, here.
To hot dogs.
(A Levels are UK grades for ages 17-18)
(You're forced to do work experience? )
((Make the best of it, I guess. Good luck!))
((I know what it's like to- never mind))
You can eat the hot dogs you want on our wedding day.
Well, my school believes it to be a good idea for Year 10 students to be learning Year 12 maths.
I hate school.
Ohh, chorus. Sounds like a lot more fun than waiting for an email from work exp and doing science homework...
They do not force us to do that.
((I failed my maths so...
But I've got other passes so I can keep learning))
(Nope.)
(Yeah, no work exp, no pass.)
(I'm going to make their lives a living hell...)
(What...?)
I am NOT eating hotdogs on our wedding. That is the weirdest thing you have ever said to me, Laufeyson...
She usually has it every other day last period, today is her PE day, but the chorus teacher has an insane idea to do lessons weekly with each voice part, Monday is soprano.
((Have fun at chorus, I must go to double History now))
(Stupid different country-ers... I hate you... I have to be immensely smart for no reason... I WILL NEVER NEED TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL A PARABOLA IS!!!!!!!!)
((Yes, Rose, you will. For your exam. That's it))
Sounds like fun.
Bye Tia!
I am sorry, this is revenge on me, I know it. When we switch classes, assume we have lessons.
I missed out on my last exam. That one required parabolas... i think...
I SWEAR THAT I WILL BURN MINE AND SAY THAT IT WAS AN ACT OF SATAN AND THE EXAM WAS CURSED AND I WAS DOING THE WORLD A FAVOUR!!!
I need not know what a an acute triangle is.
Sigh.
((What grades are you getting in maths?))
Oh. It seems homeroom is aboutto end.
Aw, poor little Loki...
*She grinned and kissed his nose*
Just think about this: when you get home tonight, I've got a big cuddle with your name on it. And a few kisses.
Sigh. Geometry.
(Uh... Ds...? That would be a normal school's C+ because our school is using idiocticness to make us try harder and make an A+ harder to get.)
Goodbye, love...
Ew, shapes...
So, my sister is upset that I had to borrow her shoes for her party. They were high heels and I don't have a pair.
So I asked mum if I could get some, because my sister has heaps. So I go up
Me: Mum, can I get a dress and some heels?
Mum: *Watching TV* Why...?
Me: Because I don't have a dress other than that purple one that doesn't fit right and I don't have a pair of high heels and Nikita is getting angry at me and my formal is coming up...
Mum: You don't need a dress. Or shoes.
Me: Go look in Nikita's room. She has heaps. And I have none. And it's not fair...
Mum: You don't need them. Go to bed.
Well, I'm sorry that I don't have the bust that Nikita does. I'm sorry that I don't have a boyfriend and I'm expected to die alone (yeah, I heard you), I'm sorry that I can't be perfect, but this is about as close as I'll ever get.
Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood so I'm just going to go cry and then sleep and then cry some more and then come back on here at 4am...
((Aww, don't cry, Rose!))
(Hello.)
(Hello, Elleni. How are you?)
Hey Soph and El! :)
(Hello, Tia.)
(I have to admit I'm rather disappointed. I was always told you need sleep. And yet I only got three and a half hours worth of sleep and I'm fine.Not even tired.)
Hey, Silente!
Sleep is tricky, sometimes you end up really tired later in the day if you don't have the proper amount of sleep.
(Hello, Silente.)
(Hey El Tia and Soph!
El, email ;)
Tia, yeah. I mean I was a bit tired in first lesson but that's it...
Soph, you still stalking Sil?)
(Yes.)
(@El okay then.)
(@Soph *sighs irritably*)
(It's what I have to do, unfortunately.)
(Sil: you don't HAVE to...there is no guarantee that another attempt is waiting to happen.)
(You said you were sorry for your actions - prove it by letting me help you.)
(brb food.)
(Alright, Silente.)
(I have been bored today.)
((I'm reading TDOTL now so wbd))
(Alright, Tia.)
(*sighs* The music on the radio is terrible.)
(It usually is)
(back.)
(Sil: what does saying sorry have to do with allowing you to stalk me?)
(It's all so soft... I think I prefer metal. Something a bit louder, stronger and rougher. Dragona prefers mainly 80s music but I can't stand most of it.)
(What do you have against it, Silente?)
(Sil: as great a person as you are iI doubt i could stand an hour with you following me. And I want to swim!)
(No matter what you think - I will still follow you. Get used to it.)
(How long for?)
So...may be here.....sub for my Government class so yay.-Zaf
(Until the Zafira issue is solved - most likely with her death.)
(Sil: *groans* great. Two people following me until they die. Yey. Well I need to see Manuel. Follow if you must.)
*weaves through the trees quickly*
METAL YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
EVERYONE REMEMBER IT'S STAR'S BIRTHDAY WE MUST SHOWER HER WITH BIRTHDAYNESS AND BALLOONS AND NINJAEROPLANETACKLEHUGS AND SUCH<3<3<3
(I will follow.)
*follows Silente*
(Hello, Star. Happy birthday. And yes, metal.)
(Happy birthday to you!
You're the star of the show!
Happy birthday to you!
You're getting old you know!
Happy birthday to you!
I'm running out of lines!
Happy birthday to you!
Now its guitar solo time!
*awesome ass guitar solo*)
*runs quicker cause she doesn't like being followed*
Mine!
Ah, man, I forgot we all used to try and get 'First' and then do a ded. I wonder how that tradition started??
I think I still have a ded from years ago that I still haven't done???
THANKS IENI!!!!!!!!!! :)
TAHNKS SILENTE!!!!!! XD XD
Yes Sophia. XD
@Ieni: XD XD Lol. I've lost track of mine. :P
HI!!!!!!!
Wbd, doing homework . . . -_-
In fact
msd
they're making me go downstairs.
(I DEDICATE THIS PAGE TO STAR INKBRIGHT! SHE'S AN AMAZING PERSON WHO WE ALL LOVE. SHE HUGS SO EASILY AND HER PROFILE PICTURE IS PRETTY. SHE'S GENUINELLY A NICE PERSON AND IS AMAZING! TO STAR!)
(I like listening to the likes of AC/DC, who are effectively a rock/metal hybrid.)
I V MUCH AGREE WIH ALL THOSE STATEMENTS ABOUT STAR, STAR IS FANTASTIC!!
She's so fantastic that I even came back on Blogland for her birthday:) I haven't been here in ages.
(Hello, Ieni.)
(I will be back in a moment.)
SORRY! D: THEY MADE ME POOF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*hugs Ieni and Silente* :) :) :)
THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(I am back.)
Wb. :)
(Thank you, Star.)
(Yw.)
(Woah, I'm using a lot of abbreviations today . . .)
(I dislike haribo.)
(It is your birthday, Star, it is acceptable.)
(Whoops...pretend I didn't just fall asleep..)
(I can try, Silente. Is it past your bed time?)
(Shut up Sophia you blooming well know it isn't. I don't have a bedtime.)
@Sophia: :) Thanks.
I'm not overly fond of Haribo; I don't like the aftertaste.
Silente's in the same timezone as us, Sophia . . . :P
@Silente: It's okay. :) *hugs* If you're tired, sleep. :)
(@Star no...I deny sleep!)
(I know exactly what time zone she is in, don't worry.
Yes, the aftertaste is strange.
I do, however, like salt and vinegar crisps.)
(*punches Soph*
*focuses on not falling asleep*
(You deny sleep after sleeping before 6 o'clock?)
(shut up Sophia. I just..rested my eyes.)
(*blocks the punch with her forearm* You should probably get sleep. Your mother can sing you a lullaby and you can have a glass of warm milk before you sleep.)
(Sophia, please stop being overly mean to Silente.
Silente, if you need sleep, go to sleep. Don't stay up just for the sake of staying up - sleep is good for you.)
(Staying up just for the sake of staying up is like eating sweets just for the sake of eating sweets. :S)
(No joke you have no idea how much I wished my mum would give a shit and sing to me. *sighs* my cat has come to see me...I thought she hated me..she's curled under the covers pressed against me....I feel loved.)
(I will stop being mean to Silente... somewhat.)
(Okay. I'm good. I'm awake. Probable. Msd.)
*runs faster*
(I do not believe that singing equals caring, Silente.)
*freezes Silente with stasis, catching up to her again* Look, we have already established that I will follow you no matter what you do - so all you are doing is making more trouble for yourself.
(Sophia can we not talk about parents and caring. I'm not in the mood to think though that shit.)
*frozen*
*not for the first time imagines what sophia screaming would sound like*
I will follow you, Silente - so you might as well stop trying to lose me.
*starts walking as the stasis wears off*
That's gonna get real old real fast.
*a small cottage comes into view*
*visibly relaxes*
Soph...can you just...go away for an hour or so?
No. I can't. In that hour, Zafira could take you again. I will continue to follow.
*mutters about Soph being paranoid*
*knocks on the cottage door*
Manuel: come in miss tempest.
*walks in, closing the door in Sophia's face and flopping onto the worn leather couch, legs crossed and dangling over the side*
Hello.
*opens the door, and steps inside Manuel's house* Really, Silente - if you're going to attempt to stop someone from getting in, at least lock the door. I already know that you attend therapy sessions with him.
HEllo, all! C:
*missed Ieni? :(*
*but, Ieni was here! :)*
*WILL suddenly disappear*
Manuel: *looks at Sophia* ...miss tempest, you appear to have brought a guest.
The guest brought herself. The guest is stalking me.
Manuel: I see. Do you object to having her here?
Very much so.
Manuel: I see. *stands and squares his shoulders, standing between Sophia and Sil* I'm afraid I must as you to leave.
(Hello, Taia.)
(hey Taia!)
I am not leaving, Manuel. I will remain here - even if it is in another room. Zafira Kerias has recently attempted to rewrite the whole of Silente's personality and is threatening to do so again.
Manuel: I'm afraid I must insist.
Hey Silente! Hello Sophia! :)
How are you both doing?
(I'm fine. Translation: tired at hell)
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