Fangirl 1: Ohmigosh, here it is, the moment of truth!
Fangirl 2: I'm not buying it!
Fangirl 3: BUT OMIGOSH IT'S PERFECT OTP OTP OTPLEASE.
Fangirl 2: I heard she's still carrying the torch for a long-gone aquatic and/or non-human lover!
Fanfiction Girl: OOOH, I'M GONNA STEAL THAT AND WRITE FANFICS ABOUT IT.
*stares at Silente* *uncomprehending*
*then it hits, like a punch in the gut* *more Be the Glue fans mean more sales* *more fanfic material means more Be the Glue fans* *the more she can keep them guessing and hoping, the more the feels will kill them* *and the more Silente and Clara merch they will buy*
*meaning . . .*
*dollar-signs flash in my eyes* *and I look away* *face scarlet*
*through gritted teeth* Silente, just . . . don't. Don't act like such a moron. It doesn't help anyone.
(*grins now that Clara gets the gist* *lets her jaw drop, making her eyes fill with sorrow* Are you...are you really going to do this Clara? Are you really going to lie?)
(GAH! I have like four essays that are due tomorrow to do but this god forsaken blog is just so addictive! ASFDGHE#WRESDFSRHRU^RT$^%^^RTDWRESFDVRHTR%$#REGD!!!!!)
*sneaks a glance at the fangirls* *she's got them in the palm of her hand, now* *she wonders how so many of them could fit behind the bushes*
Silente . . . I never lied to you. Not once. I've told you, again and again, that I don't love you. I can't love you. *gritted teeth* *scarlet face* *eyes maybe a little wet* *maybe* I still . . . I mean, he . . .
*buries face in hands*
Fangirl 1: HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF GOD.
Fangirl 2: I KNEW SHE STILL LOVED THE FISH GUY.
Fangirl 3: SHARKS AREN'T FISH YOU MORON.
Fanfiction Girl: Unrequited love! He never even knew she existed! Oh, the romance that never was! *furiously typing on her laptop*
Fangirl 1: DOES THAT MEAN-
Fangirl 2: WHAT I THINK IT MEANS-
Fangirl 3: THAT SILENTE'S FEELINGS FOR CLARA AND CLARA'S FEELINGS FOR HIM ARE-
Fangirl 1: THE EXACT SAME SITUATION?
All Clarente Fangirls: *WILD SCREAMING AND EXCITED YELLING* OTP! OTP! OTP!
(My powerpoint on Darwinism is upoosed to be 6 mins long, but I included all the teachers points...how the feck to I make it more than three minutes?!)
. . . I'm sorry, Silente. I'm sorry about the way we've ended up. I'm sorry about all the things I've said, and all the things I've done. But this . . . this love you keep talking about . . . it could never happen. Not between us. People like me . . . all stiff and fussy and such . . . we were never meant to fall in love with people like you. I can't love you. I can't. And I see in your eyes that you think I'm acting, but I not. And I can see . . . and it hurts me to see it . . . that you want me to be acting. But I'm not. Silente. Oh, Silente . . .
*closes eyes* *looks away*
There is a time for love, and a place for it. But there are also people suited to love, and those who are not. I have felt love before, and it has made me a weak-knees, cloudy-minded mess. Love is . . . is awful. It feels like hell. And I won't let it happen. I have never felt it for you and I will not let myself feel it for you. No, Silente.
(*chokes up* Clara.. *is silent for a while* *whispers, loud enough that the fangirls can hear but no louder* I don't care if you're stiff and fussy..please...)
(I don't stutter as much, its just when I read, I stumble over words, especially when infront of others. I used to go to a speech therapist when I was younger)
(Awww I can speak confidently around friends. But in English Lit, im on my own. When I had to speak to the teacher, it was like I couldn't read what was infront of me. I have trouble expressing myself through words, and I talk slow)
*glaring furiously at Silente, through gritted teeth* *the fangirls are forgotten* *all that matters now are the things that are being said*
*and the way Clara's hand shakes when she pours the tea because she needs to pour it to the exact right height* *and the way her fingers ache after unbuttoning and rebuttoning her vest over and over again to get it straight* *and the way that she has to sit achingly straight even though she could lean back in her swivel chair* *and the way that the teacups are arranged on the shelf* *and the way that he chin always has to be up* *and the way that she says please and thank you* *and the way that-*
*stop* *stop, Clara, stop, you're going to panic*
*growls* I care that I'm stiff and fussy, Silente. I have no time for this. I have no time for love, I have no time for you. I only have time for MYSELF.
*wants to walk away* *wants to run from the fangirls and Silente and the band and everything* *but she can't* *her feet feel like they won't move*
*low growl, low enough that the fangirls can't hear* How . . . come . . . I . . . can't . . . get . . . this . . . through . . . your . . . thick . . . skull . . .
*closes eyes* *deep breath*
*the trembling subsides*
*opens eyes suddenly* *remembers the fangirls* *remembers the sales*
*coughs* *brushes off lapel* Yes, well, but then again, I mean, who knows. Maybe one day. If you learn some manners. Eh? *playful smile* *it looks very out of place on her face*
*but no one's buying it* *not even the Clarente fangirls*
(*shoots a look at the fans and see's that they ain't buying it* *smiles sadly and mouths wow, you're a bad actor* Manners? Sure..I can do that..for you. Anything for you. *hugs her* *whispers in her ear* Don't kill me, this is for the sales. *kisses her*)
(*laughs while she's being twirled* *nods happily at the fangirls reactions* *quietly back* sure you will..but you gotta take me to dinner first. *grins and breezes away*)
Hi. Just finished TDOTL. It is 10/10. If you have it but never finished it, please do so immediately. If you don't have the book, get it as soon as possible, and read it.
Feel free to message me about it, and no spoilers on Blogland please.
(*falls over laughing* It would be dark but hilarious if we did all that to pander to the fangirls to make more sales but then Blake killed them all so we didn't make more sales anyway.)
(@War I'd rather not discuss this here, but no, I expected this. I was ok with it. It's only slightly above the normal cruelty as set by the previous books.)
Sil- I've done Gamemaking before so if you want I'll help out with the Gamemaker stuff. I haven't done a tribute in so long, but I know how to set up an arena ect. It's really easy and the way we do it is pretty simple. It'll help for anyone not used to rp fighting.
*laughs at what inky is doing* line dancing, really (for music try looking up Hollywood undead, you might not like them but that's your opinion, a song by them i recommend is: levitate that's a favourite of mine but then i like almost all of their songs, as you know i also like a7x and another band i like is disturbed)
Not if I can help it. *stops the barrier and slashes her holographic blade at Minerve*
Minerve: *blocks it with her sword, slicing through Sophia's blade*
*blade forms again, and she attempts to run Minerve through*
Minerve: *knocks the blade wide, spinning around and aiming the tip of her sword at her, firing black energy at point-blank range into her, sending her into the wall again*
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(AAH AHH)
(*laughs at the fangirls*
*blows Clara a kiss, winking again*)
(And when the gun goes off, it sparks and youre ready for Surgery!)
*awkwardly shuffles feet*
*leans closer to Silente, to whisper something*
Clarente: OMIGOSH SHE'S GONNA CONFESS HER LOVE AJKFLKEJELLEL.
*whispers* I'm going to kill you.
(welcomes Ed ^^ Have you seen Repo! ?)
*tilts head* you are hiding something
SURGERY
SURGERY
*holds crotch in agony* don't.... make me ....... let my ...... dark side out. *stands up*
(*Laughs and whispers back* You can try.)
(#comeupandtrymynewparts)
(I want to see it Inky but havn't seen it yet. I have heard the song come up and try my parts from it though)
I am hiding nothing
*laughs at Gar*
I'm so scared. Leave me alone next time.
*louder voice* I'm serious, Silente, this has gone far enough!
Clarente Fangirls: OMG SUCH TSUNDERE.
*shouts* That's not true! It's all lies!
Clarente Fangirls: *collapse in giggles*
Garry if you think you've got a dark side you oughta check what you're fighting.
You really want to meet him well here he comes *changes* say hello to kratos the GOD of war!! (look him up)
(*Laughs as well*
*decides to try her and at acting*
*flutters her eyelashes*
I WASN'T THE ONE WHO PROPOSED!)
*laughs at Gar*
I'm shaking.
(hello Blake, i do have dark side everybody does just most people keep it hidden)
Really, Ed? *looks deep in his eyes*
(hehe, that song tho...its good. you should watch it)
More like human of war after that whole thing with Ares...
Clarente Fangirls: *MANIC SCREAMING*
Fangirl 1: I told you it was canon!
Fangirl 2: I won't buy it until I hear it from Clara-chan's mouth!
Fanfiction Fangirl: MY FANFICS ARE REEEEEEEAL!
. . .
*staring, open-mouthed at Silente*
*silently mouths* What the hell are you doing?
(I will watch it)
*Shows bottle of wine*
*rolls eyes and smiles* you don't have to hide that
(*Dies laughing at Sil and Clara*)
(in the first one he kills aries and takes his place as the god of war) *kicks sil through the bar*
Ok then *drinks bottle and they appear in Tardis bar*
(*mouths back* winding up the fangirls, it's so fun!
*winks*
*goes back to acting* Or are you going to lie about doing that too?)
*looks around*
*eyes sparkle* this place does have everything
it does
*invisible minion appears in corner of bar*
*goes crashing through a wall*
*groans and stands, stumbling slightly and dusts herself off*
Bastard.
So, what drinks do you have here?
*Appears beside Sil*
Want some help? This guy looks like fun.
Fangirl 1: Ohmigosh, here it is, the moment of truth!
Fangirl 2: I'm not buying it!
Fangirl 3: BUT OMIGOSH IT'S PERFECT OTP OTP OTPLEASE.
Fangirl 2: I heard she's still carrying the torch for a long-gone aquatic and/or non-human lover!
Fanfiction Girl: OOOH, I'M GONNA STEAL THAT AND WRITE FANFICS ABOUT IT.
*stares at Silente*
*uncomprehending*
*then it hits, like a punch in the gut*
*more Be the Glue fans mean more sales*
*more fanfic material means more Be the Glue fans*
*the more she can keep them guessing and hoping, the more the feels will kill them*
*and the more Silente and Clara merch they will buy*
*meaning . . .*
*dollar-signs flash in my eyes*
*and I look away*
*face scarlet*
*through gritted teeth*
Silente, just . . . don't. Don't act like such a moron. It doesn't help anyone.
Clarente Fangirls: *breathless*
Well *Points to wall filled with hundreds of bottles*
Minerve: *shadows leak out of Silente, landing on the floor and solidifying into her form* It is amusing to watch a mortal pretending to be a god.
Oh hi creepy shadow lady, for once I have to agree with you.
(*grins now that Clara gets the gist*
*lets her jaw drop, making her eyes fill with sorrow*
Are you...are you really going to do this Clara? Are you really going to lie?)
*eyes gleam* Can I please have a cider?
Felix: *bursts into bar* yo
(*laughs at El*)
(GAH! I have like four essays that are due tomorrow to do but this god forsaken blog is just so addictive! ASFDGHE#WRESDFSRHRU^RT$^%^^RTDWRESFDVRHTR%$#REGD!!!!!)
Of course *Robot barman fetches cider* Hello Felix
*Minion takes some of Inky's blood and disappears*
(seriously LOOK HIM UP! It will say he becomes the god of war (why else is it called GOD OF WAR) )
(I have a powerpoint to do and a test tomoz, I know how you feel Blake XD)
*sips cider* Yum
Felix: wassup?
(I know the story, Garry. Unfortunately that was in a game and is far from "real" in Greek mythology.)
Hey Felix
*Lament processes blood in lab*
Felix: May I have a drink?
(ok i know that but the angle I'm using him from is the game)
*sneaks a glance at the fangirls*
*she's got them in the palm of her hand, now*
*she wonders how so many of them could fit behind the bushes*
Silente . . . I never lied to you. Not once. I've told you, again and again, that I don't love you. I can't love you.
*gritted teeth*
*scarlet face*
*eyes maybe a little wet*
*maybe*
I still . . . I mean, he . . .
*buries face in hands*
Fangirl 1: HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF GOD.
Fangirl 2: I KNEW SHE STILL LOVED THE FISH GUY.
Fangirl 3: SHARKS AREN'T FISH YOU MORON.
Fanfiction Girl: Unrequited love! He never even knew she existed! Oh, the romance that never was!
*furiously typing on her laptop*
Fangirl 1: DOES THAT MEAN-
Fangirl 2: WHAT I THINK IT MEANS-
Fangirl 3: THAT SILENTE'S FEELINGS FOR CLARA AND CLARA'S FEELINGS FOR HIM ARE-
Fangirl 1: THE EXACT SAME SITUATION?
All Clarente Fangirls: *WILD SCREAMING AND EXCITED YELLING*
OTP!
OTP!
OTP!
What do you want Felix?
(My powerpoint on Darwinism is upoosed to be 6 mins long, but I included all the teachers points...how the feck to I make it more than three minutes?!)
Felix: A pint of larger please
*Inky smiles*
(*Glares at the noisy faingirls*
Just a little bit more.... I dare them to keep screaming just a little it longer...)
(Bit*)
*Barman fetches cider* *Turns to Inky* I still don't trust him
(*if she could she would be crying*
*when did she get so good at acting?*
Clara...
*her voice wobbles slightly*
Please...)
(Lots of fancy slides with very little information on each, Inky.)
*snaps fingers*
*blue-green energy hurls Elleni gently back into the bushes*
*doesn't look at Silente*
Are . . . are you alright?
Fangirl 2: *faints*
*hugs him* Don't worry, Im all yours
*felix rolls eyes*
*draws her pistol and loads it* *holsters it again*
*Laughs* I know
(I did the fancy crap, but she said to do about four slides...)
(Four slides for a six minuet presentation?! What madness is this?!)
((((DONT YOU BLOODY DARE SOPHIA!!!!)))
*swallows*
Please...Clara...don't do this.
*moves closer to Clara, trying to take her hand*
Stop lying to yourself...to me..)
(*sighs* I know. Im a slow speaker and I stumble over words and its still like 3 mins)
(Hey, I was just loading my weapon. It's important to keep your pistol loaded - you never know when you might need it. Like to try and kill Minerve.)
*grins* good *drinks a lot of cider*
*hiccups*
(Okay okay I've got it, really small font.)
(Don't. You. Dare.)
Silente . . .
*finally looks her in the eye*
. . . I'm sorry, Silente.
I'm sorry about the way we've ended up. I'm sorry about all the things I've said, and all the things I've done. But this . . . this love you keep talking about . . . it could never happen. Not between us. People like me . . . all stiff and fussy and such . . . we were never meant to fall in love with people like you. I can't love you. I can't.
And I see in your eyes that you think I'm acting, but I not. And I can see . . . and it hurts me to see it . . . that you want me to be acting. But I'm not. Silente. Oh, Silente . . .
*closes eyes*
*looks away*
There is a time for love, and a place for it. But there are also people suited to love, and those who are not. I have felt love before, and it has made me a weak-knees, cloudy-minded mess. Love is . . . is awful. It feels like hell.
And I won't let it happen. I have never felt it for you and I will not let myself feel it for you.
No, Silente.
I don't love you.
(Sophia what are going to do with your pistol? (I'm genuinely wondering) )
(I would imagine she plans to shoot people with it.)
*Drinks*
*Lament adds some chemicals to blood*
(But then it would be hard for me to read -_-
I hate speaking infront of people
My stumbling over words is worse then.)
I know how you feel, cause I live in Minnesota. Do you think it'd work if we moved to Canada?
(*chokes up*
Clara..
*is silent for a while*
*whispers, loud enough that the fangirls can hear but no louder*
I don't care if you're stiff and fussy..please...)
(*nose bleed* YURI!!!)
*hiccups* T t this is amaze zing!
(I stutter when speaking Inky)
(I hate timed presentations, I can talk in front of people just fine as long as I can get out of it quickly and find a bag to hyperventilate into.)
(Hello Dexter)
(Yes, I plan to shoot people with it. That's why I have a pistol - for that purpose.)
*starts looking for Minerve*
(*Readies his sword*
I swear to all things holy if those fangirls start breaking my eardrums again...)
(I don't stutter as much, its just when I read, I stumble over words, especially when infront of others. I used to go to a speech therapist when I was younger)
(hey Dex)
(I was once stood for a good 5 minutes trying to say hello to my friend)
(Well done, Ed, I applaud you.
*Claps politely*)
(Thank you Blake. Why are you applauding?)
(Awww
I can speak confidently around friends. But in English Lit, im on my own. When I had to speak to the teacher, it was like I couldn't read what was infront of me. I have trouble expressing myself through words, and I talk slow)
*shrieks* I CARE!
*that shriek was much, much louder than intended*
*it rings in the air for a long time*
Clarente Fangirls: *are silenced, suddenly afraid*
*glaring furiously at Silente, through gritted teeth*
*the fangirls are forgotten*
*all that matters now are the things that are being said*
*and the way Clara's hand shakes when she pours the tea because she needs to pour it to the exact right height*
*and the way her fingers ache after unbuttoning and rebuttoning her vest over and over again to get it straight*
*and the way that she has to sit achingly straight even though she could lean back in her swivel chair*
*and the way that the teacups are arranged on the shelf*
*and the way that he chin always has to be up*
*and the way that she says please and thank you*
*and the way that-*
*stop*
*stop, Clara, stop, you're going to panic*
*growls* I care that I'm stiff and fussy, Silente.
I have no time for this. I have no time for love, I have no time for you.
I only have time for MYSELF.
*wants to walk away*
*wants to run from the fangirls and Silente and the band and everything*
*but she can't*
*her feet feel like they won't move*
(It is really annoying when I speak)
(For the fact that in the end you did manage to do it.
*Continues to applaud*)
(I doubt it ^^ I think you need more confidence ^^)
(AND I DON'T CARE!
I don't care if you don't have time for me Clara..
I don't care..
No matter what you say, I'm not giving up on you..on us..)
*walks into the bar, aiming her pistol at Minerve*
Minerve: Put down your weapon, primitive creature.
(Blake, I didn't manage it, they had to ask if I was trying to say hello)
*is visible shaking with tension*
*low growl, low enough that the fangirls can't hear* How . . . come . . . I . . . can't . . . get . . . this . . . through . . . your . . . thick . . . skull . . .
*closes eyes*
*deep breath*
*the trembling subsides*
*opens eyes suddenly*
*remembers the fangirls*
*remembers the sales*
*coughs*
*brushes off lapel*
Yes, well, but then again, I mean, who knows. Maybe one day. If you learn some manners. Eh?
*playful smile*
*it looks very out of place on her face*
*but no one's buying it*
*not even the Clarente fangirls*
(My confidence is fine Inky)
(Ah, well then.
*Stops with the praise, sticking his hands back into the pockets of his cloak*)
(*Walks up to Sil and Clara*
*Grabs them both by the back of their heads*
*Smashes their faces together in a forced kiss*
*Lets go and walks off as though nothing happened*)
(Edward, both Derek Landy and Skulduggery Pleasant had really bad stutters when they were young.
And look at them now.)
(Yes, but you thought you were annoying when you speak. I doubt that )
(That is true Annika)
(Admittedly, Skulduggery is a psychopathic killer, but let's not dwell on that, eh?
*cheerfully claps Edward on the back*)
(Inky, it is annoying)
(Thanks Annika)
(I guess I can understand that)
(*shoots a look at the fans and see's that they ain't buying it*
*smiles sadly and mouths wow, you're a bad actor*
Manners? Sure..I can do that..for you. Anything for you.
*hugs her*
*whispers in her ear* Don't kill me, this is for the sales.
*kisses her*)
No, Minerve. I will not drop the weapon. You'd better leave, now, or I will pull the trigger.
Minerve: *shadows form a sword in her hand* That isn't going to happen.
(@ Sil: HAH! Beat you to it.)
(@Blake *slaps*)
(*Falls over laughing maniacally*)
(@Blake *stamps on his crotch*)
*SHOCK*
*SHOCK*
*NON-COMPREHENSION*
*DIM AWARENESS OF CAMERA BULBS FLASHING*
*MONEY*
*REMEMBERS THE MONEY*
*LOTS OF SALES*
*LOTS OF MONEY*
*$$$$$$$$$$$$$*
*picks Silente up and twirls*
Clarente Fangirls: *all dead and/or nose bleeding to death*
Fangirl 3: Feels . . . the feels . . . the feels . . .
Fangirl 1: Adj . . . jkaph . . .flas . . . wjojd . . .
*sets Silente down*
*pushes her away*
*quietly* I'm going to kill you.
One of these days, it is going to happen.
*advances, with her pistol still aimed at Minerve* *her arms begin to glow blue*
Minerve: *aims the tip of her sword at her*
(*laughs while she's being twirled*
*nods happily at the fangirls reactions*
*quietly back* sure you will..but you gotta take me to dinner first.
*grins and breezes away*)
Sophia. VS. Minerve title fight of 2014
Hi. Just finished TDOTL. It is 10/10. If you have it but never finished it, please do so immediately. If you don't have the book, get it as soon as possible, and read it.
Feel free to message me about it, and no spoilers on Blogland please.
*wipes mouth with a moist towelette*
*scowls at Silente's back*
Clarente Fangirls: *all whip out cell phones*
All the Ringtones: I KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT
THE TASTE OF HER CHERRY CHAPSTICK
*screams in frustration and fires energy bolts at the bushes*
*they incinerate*
Clarente Fangirls: *runs screaming*
*watches them flee in terror*
*smiles contentedly*
Well, at least some good came out of today.
*walks away*
*wiping her mouth all the way*
(*Leans against a tree, watching the turnout with sincere interest*
I wonder if I could get rich off Blione fangirls... if there are any.
*Walks away with new deep financial thoughts swirling in his mind*)
(XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD *Dying*)
*starts singing to elephant love medley*
(Silente . . . just . . . wow. Wow.
I am straight, if anyone wants to know.
. . . But even I thought that was hilarious. Well done.
*offers hand to shake*)
Hello, Midgardians.
(*puts sanitation glove on*
*shakes her hand*
That, was fun. And funny.)
(Yello Zaf)
(*Whips around in a rage at the sound of the cell phones*
FINISHING MOVE, SHUT THE #### UP ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK
*He holds out his hands towards the panicking fangirls. A massive beam of rage and annoyance bursts outwards and leaves a swath of destruction*
Much better.
*Sticks his hands in his pockets and strolls away*)
(Hey Zaf. http://bloglandhungergames.blogspot.co.uk/2014/09/blogland-hunger-games-explaination.html? that may be of interest to you.)
(Hey Zaf.)
(Thank you for putting on a glove. It always pays to be sanitary.
*frolics through a field of moist towelettes*)
(hi tia, I've finished it too (not today but a couple of weeks ago) did you find the last few chapters really cruel)
(Yes, it does.
*burns the glove*
Brb, switching devices.)
Post the link as a comment I can't copy it.-Zaf
(*falls over laughing*
It would be dark but hilarious if we did all that to pander to the fangirls to make more sales but then Blake killed them all so we didn't make more sales anyway.)
( this better zaf? )
(Hey, Zaf! Feel free to vent any and all SP frustrations by emailing me.)
(@Silente have you read TDOTL?)
Clarente? Oh, dear.
(I'm in a song mood)
*plays fake id in phone^
*gets up And starts line dancing by herself)
(*Pulls as innocent a look as he can*
My bad..?)
(All this Clarente in the air is making me cough.
*frantically googles "Silly Shark Pictures"*
Ah, the agony of unrequited love. But you already know all about that, Silente.
*ba-dum TISH*)
Minerve: The souls speak of you.
They can talk all they like - I'm not listening. *shoots at Minerve*
Minerve: *sighs, the rounds hitting her yet doing no damage* *fires black energy at her from the tip of her sword*
(@War I'd rather not discuss this here, but no, I expected this. I was ok with it. It's only slightly above the normal cruelty as set by the previous books.)
(Email me if you want to discuss the books)
Ed? Wanna dance?
(Not really in a dancing/happy/anything positive mood after TDOTL, I need a distraction.)
*grabs his hand*
* stars line dancibg*
*laughs gleefullu*
Sil- I've done Gamemaking before so if you want I'll help out with the Gamemaker stuff. I haven't done a tribute in so long, but I know how to set up an arena ect. It's really easy and the way we do it is pretty simple. It'll help for anyone not used to rp fighting.
-Zaf
(Yes I have Tia.
Low blow Clara.)
Soph!
*runs into the bar*
*Dances while laughing*
*rolls out of the way of the energy, but it strikes her legs and knocks her against the wall* *throws Minerve back with her biotics*
Minerve: Your powers are primitive. *fires energy at her again*
(I am properly ashamed.
*bows head*
*mutters* Not.)
(Thanks Zaf.)
*stiil drunk *
*trips over feet *
*catches her*
*laughs at what inky is doing* line dancing, really (for music try looking up Hollywood undead, you might not like them but that's your opinion, a song by them i recommend is: levitate that's a favourite of mine but then i like almost all of their songs, as you know i also like a7x and another band i like is disturbed)
(Oh my gosh, Googling "silly sharks" was definitely the best decision I've made today.)
(*glares at Clara*)
*jumps in front of the energy
Do you want me to email you what we usually do? -Zaf
(I've heard of then)
Whoops! Sorry
(yes please Zaf.)
*splays her hand and creates a biotic barrier to shield both her and Silente from the energy* Silente, get the hell away - I know what I'm doing.
Don't worry about it *laughs*
*Strolls up behind the barrier*
That's why you shot her, right? Even I know a gun won't work on Minerve.
(that's interesting *looks intrigued* and Tia my email is bandit251@hotmail.co.uk, so we can discuss the books if you want?)
*giggles* *tickles him*
*Falls over laughing*
*advances the barrier on Minerve, pinning her against the wall* *activates her holographic blade and advances*
*looks at Soph*
..she'll kill you.
*cintinues with no mercy
Felix* rolls eyes*
*leaves*
(Well, I'm afraid I have to go. I've got fencing club tonight, and I'm hoping to have time to eat dinner first.
Bye!
*waves cheerily as I ride off into the sunset on the back of a gravelly-voiced triceratops*)
( byii Anni!)
(Bye Annika)
*Cant speak with laughter*
( I dedicate this page to * thinks* bubbles)
Not if I can help it. *stops the barrier and slashes her holographic blade at Minerve*
Minerve: *blocks it with her sword, slicing through Sophia's blade*
*blade forms again, and she attempts to run Minerve through*
Minerve: *knocks the blade wide, spinning around and aiming the tip of her sword at her, firing black energy at point-blank range into her, sending her into the wall again*
(Hear hear)
(Sophia i still owe Minerve a fight for my soul so later if you want we can fight it out?)
*bursts out laughing*
*continues*
* stops and darts out*
*squeals*
(Hehe thnx)
*Tickles her*
Soph!
*growls at Min*
Back off!
No! A stop!! *laughs until on the floor*
N not the ears!!!
(I've yet to dedicate this blog to someone/something, so i dedicate it friends.)
*Tickles her ears*
Minerve: Do not stand in my way, vampire.
*screams* eddy! *tries to crouch in a ball*
*buries her ears*
*Doesn't stop tickling*
(Wbd, have fun with the rp, guys!)
(Bye, Annika!)
Too late. I'm stood in your way.
Minerve: Not for much longer. *fires energy from the tip of her sword at Silente*
*blinks, trying to get her eyes back into focus* *splays her hands and makes a biotic barrier which halts Minerve's energy*
Minerve: *glides across to Sophia and grabs her by the throat*
Sil vs Minerve, second title fight of 2014 (this day gets better and better)
*snarls and slams a kick into Minerve's head*
(Chocolate and frozen, my otp <3)
(I miss chi...)
*shakes* I'll do an anything... Please stop! *tries to be serious but fails*
Never *evil laugh*
Minerve: *slashes at Silente with her sword, calmly*
*starts to rip Minerve apart*
Minerve: *despite blue particles drifting away from her, her form shows no sign of it* Your primitive attacks are meaningless.
*tries to wrench Minerve's hands away from her throat, but to no avail* *starts kicking at her stomach*
(Sophia, 2 vs one isn't very fair so does Minerve want help? (i know she is the goddess of death but even gods need help sometimes)
(I'm pretty sure Minerve is fine.)
Please... Me mercy... Anything!
*Continues tickling*
(ok I'll just watch this title fight then)
N no *cries with laughter* I'll get... M my revenge!
Really? *stops tickling for a second*
*dodges back from the sword and lunges forwards, grabbing Mom's wrists and squeezing hard enough to break the bones*
Y yes...huh that actually worked
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