Phaestra: *sighs, and grabs Silente's papa by the scruff of the neck and lifts him into the air* Be quiet and listen, mortal. You and your species require sustenance, correct? You use food to get energy. When you eat meat - you are eating the muscles of another living being. Silente here gets sustenance from the blood. There is no difference between you and her. Do you really think she killed you on purpose? She has suffered immensely for what she did to you. It was I who brought you back to life. Do not make me regret my decision, mortal. I did not bring you back for you to insult her. She is not a monster. Never has been. She came close - very close. But it was averted. If I were to look for a monster nearby, my eyes would settle on you. Your intellect is clearly not enough to brush past your prejudice.
Papa: *looks at Dugglyn, standing up* hold your tongue before an elder. Papa please listen to- Papa: *smacks Sil, cutting off her plea, sending her face first to the floor* Mama: Pat please! Listen to her...she is our only child after all.. Papa: I did not father a vampire. Granmama: Shush child. Papa: Be quiet granmama. *looms over Sil* you. Get up. *swallows but gets up*
Pa! *watches him vanish with fearful eyes, hee face red where she was slapped* Mama: hush child...it will be fine.. *hugs Sil* Granmama: finish your story. *nods and sits back down* I...I'm not proud of my past...let's just say its a long on. Then I came here and made friends...met Viv *smiles*
*looks at Dug* Dug is one of my friends....and brides maids. Mama: Oh honey...tell me about the boy Granmama: yes. Tell us. *smiles* well...there's not much to tell... Mama: *rolls her eyes and looks at Dug* tell me, my daughter's betrothed, what is he like?
Frankly, Mr. Soul, the trope of having a character being partially demonic or angelic goes back as far as there have been demons or angels. It is not copying you, it is copying an enormous amount of literature that goes back to nearly the birth of civilization.
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
Mama: ooh. And he treats her well? Ma! Of course he does. Mama: I'm just checking love. I want to hear about him. And the gossip. *smiles* *groans and hides her face* my lord.
*Takes in a deep breath.* Greetings, Ms. Inkbright, Commander Keating, Ms. Stormberg, Rose, Ms. Carzainia, Mr. Fletcher, Ms. Tempest, Mr. Soul, Mr. Castalan, Mr. Garret, Mr. Erebus, Ms. Flame, and whoever else is here.
For those of you who have inquired, thank you, my author is recovering. As are their eyes.
Phaestra: As I said, I am ten billion years your elder. Hold your tongue and be quiet. That monster you referred to? I just broke down the walls of life and death for her. I just used up energy which takes a thousand years to build - for her to see you and the rest of her family again. And you insult and hit her. You are violent towards her, after you've barely spoken to her for a long period of time. Give me one reason why I should not keep you here for eternity if you treat your family in such a manner?
Ms. Stormberg, my author never saw fit to tell most of Blogland what was happening to them. Now that it is over, however, I suppose that there is no harm in telling. They had to deal with various cancerous growths. There is still a chance for them to return, but for now, my author appears to be in the clear.
Phaestra: No. It is you who is the monster. All I see before me is a puny mortal who is blinded by his own prejudice and he cannot see through it even for his family. Silente has done bad things. She has killed and tortured, but she is worth a hundred of you. She promised me that she would not torture or kill again. And now you will promise never to call her a monster or be violent to her again.
Phaestra: Or I will either leave you here for eternity or make you wear a ring that will stop you harming or hurting another living being. You will never be able to even walk on grass again.
*throws potato at trip (my mind is in a funny mood right now so that's why spuds are flying (spuds = potato for those of you that don't know what a spud is)
I don't know. Not 2.5? I just plugged 2.5 in and it didn't work so... I'll ask tomorrow. Or maybe I'll ask my dad. *goes to do that* *should brb if he doesn't talk to much*
(its a fun game I haven't had any problems, im getting better at flying jets on there (i used to be awful) and the destruction is fun too, i mean how often can you drive a tank through a clothes shop.)
Phaestra: So be it. *a white glowing ring fades into existence on his finger* Perhaps this will teach you a lesson. *he falls through the ground and his vision fades to white before he reappears in Blogland*
(Which is railroading. And I don't much care who I'm speaking to here, pretending what someone has done in the RP just because you don't like it is a dick move, and will only make you enemies.)
(Railroading is when the dungeon master, sort of the story teller of the game, forces the players to go along with the story that they have planned out, and as such remove the power they have over their characters. It's like travelling on a railroad, as opposed to being able to go in any direction.)
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*Wakes up* Ow, what happened?
you got hit by a fallen branch *speaks quietly*
(*has decided she doesn't like Lament*)
Phaestra: *sighs, and grabs Silente's papa by the scruff of the neck and lifts him into the air* Be quiet and listen, mortal.
You and your species require sustenance, correct? You use food to get energy. When you eat meat - you are eating the muscles of another living being. Silente here gets sustenance from the blood. There is no difference between you and her. Do you really think she killed you on purpose? She has suffered immensely for what she did to you.
It was I who brought you back to life. Do not make me regret my decision, mortal. I did not bring you back for you to insult her. She is not a monster. Never has been. She came close - very close. But it was averted. If I were to look for a monster nearby, my eyes would settle on you. Your intellect is clearly not enough to brush past your prejudice.
Oh, I am clumsy *stands* Shall we head to the bar?
(I agree, Dugg)
*smiles the best she can* sure, Ed
(Lament is doing what he thinks is right. He is evil though)
*nods at what Phaestra said*
Whats wrong Inky?
Papa: *looks at Dugglyn, standing up* hold your tongue before an elder.
Papa please listen to-
Papa: *smacks Sil, cutting off her plea, sending her face first to the floor*
Mama: Pat please! Listen to her...she is our only child after all..
Papa: I did not father a vampire.
Granmama: Shush child.
Papa: Be quiet granmama. *looms over Sil* you. Get up.
*swallows but gets up*
*smiles* nothing is wrong. Now lets get you a drink. *walks to the bar*
*her eyes widen and is goes quiet*
*Follows*
Phaestra: *vanishes in a flash of light, taking Silente's papa to her realm*
*orders Ed a drink* here you go *smiles*
(I will be back momentarily.)
*rolls in*)
Thanks *Drinks* *Finds Tardis key in pocket* What's this?
(Snowey ! ^^)
(Hello Snow)
*takes key off him* that's something I bought. It is for my...latest art piece
(*rolls into Snow*
Oh! Hi! How be's yous eye!)
Oh *smiles* We should go somewhere, Paris maybe?
(Hey Ink, Ed, Star, anyone else)
Pa! *watches him vanish with fearful eyes, hee face red where she was slapped*
Mama: hush child...it will be fine.. *hugs Sil*
Granmama: finish your story.
*nods and sits back down*
I...I'm not proud of my past...let's just say its a long on. Then I came here and made friends...met Viv *smiles*
*smiles* Paris would be nice, but I don't have much money for plane tickets right now
(*rolls* my eyes are good, Dug, if a little tired)
I must have some money somewhere *Searches pocket and finds gold card* Will this do?
Herrow Snow, Star, Ed, other people of equal significance.
If you aren't of equal significance, and consider yourself better than those three, I do not say hello to you.
*shakes head* No. It was a spoof present I gave you
(Hello Trip)
(*nods while rolling*
Brilliant!)
Heffalumps & Woozles: *stare at the spear*
GIMME HONEY!!!!!
(Hello trip ^^)
Oh *orders another drink from bar*
(TRIP!!!!!!! PURPLE!!!!
Hi. How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!)
New person.
Hey, Ed? We should save up and go on that trip. Make it special, you know?
(My eyes see a new person, Dug.)
(Omg he's new.)
(And likes Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.)
(New person.)
(Jooooiiiiiin ussssssss.)
(Who?
Gar?)
(Hey Inky.)
(I am back.)
Phaestra: I am nearly ten billion years your elder. You will hold your tongue.
No, not Gar.
Xandu?
(Copying me at every turn, eh Xan?)
*smiles*
*drinks*
*dies little by little on the inside*
(Oh, him. Not really new but I guess he's new to you!!)
*looks at Dug* Dug is one of my friends....and brides maids.
Mama: Oh honey...tell me about the boy
Granmama: yes. Tell us.
*smiles* well...there's not much to tell...
Mama: *rolls her eyes and looks at Dug* tell me, my daughter's betrothed, what is he like?
Oh good, he isn't Blake.
(Hey Blake!!!!)
(Hello Blake)
You ok?
Papa: *looks at Phaestra* what are you doing.
(*rolls through blogland*)
(First the demon, now the angel. Although Blake's half angel so I suppose I'll cut you a little sla- nah you're still copying me.)
(Also, hello everyone.)
*grins*
Well, he's...
Sweet. And funny. He really cares about Silente. Um, charming, awesome.
He's a metal mage.
Umm....
*tries to think of more*
(Well, we haven't met. Unless you are Blake.)
(*pokes Blake*)
(Did you feel that?)
I am good, you?
@Trip: He knows Blake and Chi. :)
I can tell when your lying
(back again, youtube is to blame)
*whispers telepathically to dug* he's an elephant...
(*ships Blip*
*I mean uh, eats Trip*)
(He's not me, Trip.)
(*makes a ramp for Snow to roll up so that she flies far off into the distance*)
(Heehee!)
@Dugglyn: XD
*brightens*
Oh, yeah, and he's an elephant!
Frankly, Mr. Soul, the trope of having a character being partially demonic or angelic goes back as far as there have been demons or angels. It is not copying you, it is copying an enormous amount of literature that goes back to nearly the birth of civilization.
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
Phaestra: I am making sure I did not waste my energy, mortal.
(*teleports back, landingbon trip and continuing to roll*)
((Also, not my eyes Trip. Cause Trip my eye is rather chewed already))
Hi Blake, Sir! :)
(Hello, Sir.)
(Blake, you are a very awesome person.
See it as a compliment!!)
I kind of need to go to sleep now, but I want my phone to charge more . . .
Mama: ooh. And he treats her well?
Ma! Of course he does.
Mama: I'm just checking love. I want to hear about him. And the gossip. *smiles*
*groans and hides her face* my lord.
(SIRRRRRRRRRRR!!! *fights tackling him*
*fails*
*hugs the sharky* I HAVENT SEEN YOU IN AGES)
Sir!!
*Cuddles tightly and then let's go because he doesn't like hugs*
I missed you...
(Hullo Good Sir!!!!!! Long time no talk!!! Is your author doing ok?
What about you and yous eyes?! How be's theys?!)
Papa: take me back to my wife and mother.
(Hello Sir, Bye Star)
(Hey Deathy!! How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!)
*laughs*
(*hugs Star and sends her away*)
W what makes you think I'm lying
*gets bashed on the head by Snow*
Owwww.
Sir!
How are you my friend?
:O
*hugs Snow and STICKS HERE LIKE FAKE BLU-TACK*
(hello inky, ed , rose , star , trip , Blake , Xan , sir , sil , snow , duggsy and soph.
You don't seem yourself. Have I done something wrong?
(*night Star!!!)
Sleep, bubble
Hi Garrett. :)
Nope, I'm still here. I'm just staring at my phone frustratedly and worrying that I won't get enough sleep. :P
@Snow: BUT MY PHONEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Sleeeeeeep.
*shakes head* no you haven't
I'm fine, really
I'll just wait till it gets to over 30% . . .
@Snow: . . .
UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
*is rubbish at arguing back*
*Takes in a deep breath.*
Greetings,
Ms. Inkbright,
Commander Keating,
Ms. Stormberg,
Rose,
Ms. Carzainia,
Mr. Fletcher,
Ms. Tempest,
Mr. Soul,
Mr. Castalan,
Mr. Garret,
Mr. Erebus,
Ms. Flame, and whoever else is here.
For those of you who have inquired, thank you, my author is recovering. As are their eyes.
And I you, Rose. Thank you.
Ms. Inkbright, rest is exceptionally important.
Bed, Star.
Now.
Or I'll tell.
(star sleep now use your phone tomorrow)
Then why don't I believe you? Trip, another drink please
@Sir: :) :)
I knowwwwwwwwwwwwwww. But my phone needs rest toooooooooo.
Phaestra: As I said, I am ten billion years your elder. Hold your tongue and be quiet.
That monster you referred to? I just broke down the walls of life and death for her. I just used up energy which takes a thousand years to build - for her to see you and the rest of her family again. And you insult and hit her. You are violent towards her, after you've barely spoken to her for a long period of time. Give me one reason why I should not keep you here for eternity if you treat your family in such a manner?
Oh that's wonderful news Sir, congratulations.
WHY ARE YOU ALL TELLING ME TO GO TO SLEEP :P
Fine . . .
*hugs*
Please remember that I love you all. :)
Night!
(Hey Dug, I'm feeling rather sick actually. I'm nervous for today...
And my eyes? They hurt. Not enough sleep...)
Sir, you remembered! I'm so happy your author is getting better. I'm really happy that you're back.
(Hello Death)
Ed, you're sitting in a feild.
And even if you weren't, you aren't allowed into my bar, so you wouldn't even be able to ask me.
Are you feeling all right?
Bye Star
*silently wonders what happened with Sirs author and why I didn't hear about it*
Thank you, Mr. Castalan.
Of course I remembered, Rose. You have my deepest sympathies, and I hope that you shall recover posthaste.
(*huggles Star*
Night! Don't let the zombie caterpillars go up your nose and eat your brains!)
(Oh good Sir!)
*shrugs*
I don't know why
Good night, my dear Bubble.
Papa: She has become a monster. A murderer. I would never treat family in such a manner. However I did not raise a monster.
gtg, bye
(Aw, that's too bad Deathy! Hope you feel better..!)
Hey
Hey Snow.
You're rolling around a lot, aren't you?
And what else rolls about a lot? Balls.
So are you a Snowball?
I better go aswell incase I get caught
Byii
Bye Ed
(Bye Ed!!!)
Ms. Stormberg, my author never saw fit to tell most of Blogland what was happening to them. Now that it is over, however, I suppose that there is no harm in telling. They had to deal with various cancerous growths. There is still a chance for them to return, but for now, my author appears to be in the clear.
(night star, bye ed)
No Trip, I am a Snow log. Because I'm rolling on my side *nods*
*is actually rolling around alot irl too*
(night Chloe)
(Bye Inky!!)
(Ahh!
*screams*
3n/4 - 1/3= (2n-1)/6
What?! What the what?!)
Phaestra: No. It is you who is the monster. All I see before me is a puny mortal who is blinded by his own prejudice and he cannot see through it even for his family. Silente has done bad things. She has killed and tortured, but she is worth a hundred of you.
She promised me that she would not torture or kill again. And now you will promise never to call her a monster or be violent to her again.
*hugs Sirs author*
I'm glad both you and your author are okay, Sir.
Night Ed, Inky.
*pulls a chord and streamers fall out from nowhere in response to Sir's news*
(*dances in the streamers and throws sparkles in the air*)
Oh, hello.
Hey Loki-Doki
(*groans*
It doesn't look hard. I've been doing algebra since 4th grade. But this...
Oi.
*skips it*)
It's a simultaneous equation, Dug.
*nods at Loki*
Australian.
Thank you, Rose.
...
Thank... You, Mr. Castalan...?
Um, I'll need some paper.
*throws potato at Loki and hides* (hello Loki,
sir have a pineapple from me (i don't like pineapple but you might so hey.)
I am not Australian.
(Sorry doing about a gazillion different things at once.)
(Yello all who appeared.)
(By all who left.)
Papa: or what.
I know but solving for n is hard...
Yes, well, I didn't really know the social protocol for this kind of thing, so...
Streamers.
...
Quite.
Sir, I would just like to say that I missed you. I was even trying to work out what to say in an email to your author. I'm glad you're both okay.
Phaestra: Or I will either leave you here for eternity or make you wear a ring that will stop you harming or hurting another living being. You will never be able to even walk on grass again.
*sighs* I am quite bored, yet sad.
Oh. Soy sauce. That's not what I meant... I meant whatever you call someone from Asgard.
First?
Sir, I can't thank you enough for retuning. I was awfully worried about you...
Hey Loki <3
(Dugglyn - You just made my day.)
Me?
(I found the Australian incident somewhat amusing.)
*throws potato at trip (my mind is in a funny mood right now so that's why spuds are flying (spuds = potato for those of you that don't know what a spud is)
Ah. It was wasn't it.
Now, I am by no means brilliant at maths, but I believe N= 2.5
Now, I won't tell you why, as that would rather defeat the point of you being posed the question, but maybe it'll just nudge you along a little.
I dedicate this page to the lunatics in my head 24/7.
First it was Zaf and she's pretty messed up, but then Javier moved in followed by Alexis Olivia and Christopher. Ravel too.
Now I have Zanida, Loki, and Lucifer and Thor.
They're human in a way, you know? I can hear Zanida and Loki fight constantly, Zafira and Thor tell them off.
They all like to have their voices heard when needbe.
I really love them all, so to all the crazy voices in our heads.
-Zaf
Ah, hello Rose. Sleep well?
(It was not helped by the thought of Loki acting in Crocodile Dundee.)
Ok, thanks Trip! I'll start by seeing if that's actually the answer (by plugging it in) and then try to solve it again. Or ask my teacher tomorrow.
Hear head.
*hear
Papa: ...what was it you wished me to promise, female?
Not correct Trip...
Thanks for trying!
Phaestra: You will not be violent towards Silente, nor insult her ever again.
Here here!
(Don't worry Garrett, I think we've all had enough contact with potatoes to come across the word spud.)
*catches the potato and mashes it, then eats it with a delicious beef dinner*
(so did anyone do anything interesting over the weekend?)
Eh, I didn't exactly lavish my time on it.
What is the answer by the way?
I slept horridly...
But I'll be alright...
Not really, but ish.
My weekend.... not much... went bowling...
Papa: Violence is discipline.
*cuddles her* I love you.
(I've learned i like blowing things up today (i blame bf4 for it)
good catch Tripp)
*throws potato to rose*
*throws potato to snow*
Phaestra: You cannot teach discipline whilst having none, mortal. Do you agree to my deal or not?
I don't know. Not 2.5?
I just plugged 2.5 in and it didn't work so...
I'll ask tomorrow. Or maybe I'll ask my dad.
*goes to do that*
*should brb if he doesn't talk to much*
(I hear the hit reg in that is awful. My friend reports that that and lag are it's main problems.)
Papa: Not. My children are of my concern. If the daughter i had needs to be disciplined by god I shall discipline her!
(its a fun game I haven't had any problems,
im getting better at flying jets on there (i used to be awful) and the destruction is fun too, i mean how often can you drive a tank through a clothes shop.)
Phaestra: So be it. *a white glowing ring fades into existence on his finger* Perhaps this will teach you a lesson. *he falls through the ground and his vision fades to white before he reappears in Blogland*
(Hello, Raven.)
*The tip of Trip's sword appears through Papa's forehead, and Trip withdraws the crystal blade and let's him fall to the floor*
I learned from Lorcan's Dad, no good can come of leaving them alive.
(I do it every Tuesday at the retired supervillain's meet.)
(RAVEN you return, *offers welsh hug / welsh high five (they're like normal ones just they come from a Welshman (me) )
Hiya Raven!
(Trip, if you wouldn't mind, please delete that. It is somewhat important for him to remain alive.)
I love you too, Loki.
*She cuddled him back and kissed his jaw*
(Hello Commander, Trip and Garrett, also everybody else who exists right now on this page.
*takes both the Welsh hug and the Welsh high-five*)
(It is somewhat important for Trip that such a bad father dies.)
(You see Dragona, I'm a dungeon master, and if there's one thing players hate, it's railroading.)
(You are not speaking to Dragona. This is my account.
If you will not delete it, I will simply ignore it.)
(Did....did trip just kill Sil's dad?)
(Hey Trip, sorry for being an idiot but, what's railroading?)
(No, Silente, he did not.)
(Which is railroading. And I don't much care who I'm speaking to here, pretending what someone has done in the RP just because you don't like it is a dick move, and will only make you enemies.)
(yay *hugs* so how have you been rave?)
(Actually Silente, he did. It's quite clearly stated that he stabbed him through the head with his sword.)
(Good, I'm trying to weigh up the pros and cons to my dilemma but I don't know what to do. How have you been Garrett?)
(Railroading is when the dungeon master, sort of the story teller of the game, forces the players to go along with the story that they have planned out, and as such remove the power they have over their characters. It's like travelling on a railroad, as opposed to being able to go in any direction.)
If I vanish, I'm at work exp.
(Why thank you Trip.)
(No problem.)
*pretending what someone has done didn't happen just because you don't like it
Sorry, hope it wasn't too hard to decipher anyway.
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