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*sniffs the air* *smiles with a sigh* Awh, thank you Sir. This is exactly what I needed. *carefully takes the tea and sips it* None for yourself? I have plenty of varieties in that cabinet, though most of them have very long-winded names . . .
Ms. Jazz, I fail to see why you are asking, but here it is: Graying dark brown hair under a hat, dark brown eyes, and a suit. As I said, I am an entirely interchangeable gentleman.
No thank you, Ms. Corwley. After that... Encounter, I find that I have little appetite.
I understand. *blows on the tea to cool it* Thank you for the tea. It's perfect. *sips* A wise man once said that tea should be as bitter as wormwood, and sharp as a two-edged sword.
(So you remember she promised not to kill or harm unless it was self defense? She outsmarted that rule. Phaestra wasn't happy. Sil is now stuck in her relm with two choices. Become a wimp or become a mega wimp who can't even step on grass.)
Phaestra: *reappears in front of her* You will be sent to Earth with the ring. *Silente falls through the ground, and her vision fades to white before she reappears in Blogland - with the ring on her finger*
*shoots Sir a wry look out of the corner of my eye*
That little game happens every time we speak to one another. It nearly cost us our lives today, in a punctuation apocalypse. I feel like we ought to be learning something from this. It's just should-be-common sense.
*blinks* *blinks and lifts her hand* *looks at the ring there and panics internally* *finds herself laid in the clearing* *surrounded by grass* *can't move* *screams internally*
*stops screaming in her mind* *she can't offend or harm anyone in anyway* *viv hearing her screaming would hurt him* *lays silent, wanting to panic but not able to, wanting to move but that's not possible* *emits a slight high pitched whine, but even that cuts off quickly*
Greetings, Emerald and Maralie. It was a grand day, was it not? I had a wonderful time. There were plenty of unexpected surprises over the course of the events.
Live and don't learn indeed. Perhaps that accounts for the lack of common sense. *stands up* *sips tea* *finds that the cup is empty* . . . All those sips add up.
*appears by inky and ed* like my new style, *stands there wearing a stepson sunglasses and a 44. Revolver* i also brought my friend tin-can the robot *t.c: hey*
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*falls to the floor**
****surround*ed by a horde** of**asterisks*
I found**it! I found the*** weapon.
*looks*around at all** the asterisks*
*I didn't want* to do this. **They're only babies** . . .
*brandishes**the bright r*ed pen*
*X's out**one of the as*terisks*
The Asterisk: *vanishes*
*hello Inky! Join our cause and free the asterisks trapped in your keyboard*
*hissssssss*
*runs hand over scar *
*frowns* I don't think I'll be used to seeing this
(Sir?)
*continues X**ing out *asterisks*
*tosses a *red* pen* to *Sir**
I forget it's there most of the time.
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It's hardly a choice!
(Silente Tempest, join us!!)
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Phaestra: A choice is the ability to choose between two or more possibilities. I am giving you a choice.
*kisses his chest, on the scar* I guess in the same way I forget my face * kisses him* shall we ?
*Catches a pen, and quickly crosses out an asterisk before it can attach itself to the end of this sentence.
Wait, Ms. Crowley, if we cross out all asterisks, how are we going to mark our actions?
*Crosses out several more asterisks, anyways.*
STOP IT!! YOU ARE KILLING US!!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!
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(*sighs at all the asterisks*)
Your look fine *lies down*
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(I will be back soon. Perhaps.)
*taps Clara on the shoulder*
*continues frantically crossing-out asterisks*
*they're fleeing*
I don't know!
*cross*
We need only scare them away, I think!
*cross*
*smiles*
*lies down* thank you *kisses*
-skips all the r rated stuff-
*sighs happily *
*tail wags over the side of the bed*
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*Puts arm round her*
I* can *only hope.*
*Criss.*
*Cross.*
*Applesau-
*Crosscrosscrosscross.*
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*smiles* I have got to thank trip, for coming up with the idea that we share a bed
(Can we stop with the asterisks?)
*looks at Sophia, shocked*
I...I...I...I....
Yes, we should thank him
crosses out a pair of asterisks that were trying to cling to this action
Only a few *more!
We've almost won, I ca*n feel it!
*is beginning to grow mentally fatigued and in need of tea*
I've . . . never . . . done . . . this much . . . editing . . . at one . . . time . . .
Crosscrosscrosscrosscro**ss*cr*o*****
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(*blows up all the unneeded asterisks* done.)
*blows up*
*gasps**
Sophia . . . at this precise moment* . . . I am trying to dispense with the asterisks . . .**
crosses another three
(Very mature. Assholes.)
*grins* I am so glad I chose the right you earlier
(Annika - then you are clever for wishing to dispense such a waste of time and space.)
*gasps*
They . . . they're through.
We've finished.
*wobbles slightly*
No . . . more . . . editing . . .
*collapses on the floor*
(hey there is no need for the language!)
*slaps Sophia*
*runs*
*Coughs.*
Well.
I suppose I'll go grab a cup of tea. Any preferences, Ms. Crowley?
(Hey Silly, what's up?)
I am glad as well *smiles*
(Sophia, what if the***************************** they are attacking*************************************************8)
(hows it going sir?)
*weakly raises an arm*
Chai tea, if you'd be so kind . . .
*arm flops back down*
(Run!!! Be freeee!!!! ************************)
We should take a trip somewhere
Well, my clothes are covered in red ink, Mr. Garret.
*Hurries to the kitchen, gingerly stepping around fairly large, and pointy, piles of asterisks.*
Where would you like to go?
*pounces on Clara's foot*
*weakly* I agree, Inky, Trip deserves a vacation.
*ba-dum TISH*
*shouts to Sir*
They're in the cabinet above the sink!
*looks down*
Hullo, Vivanus-the-Kittanus. I notice you didn't bother to show up when Sir and I were battling asterisks.
(Hello Kittanus)
(Yes I did)
*sniles* I would like to revisit Paris, if that's ok
*merows*
You were the asterisk hive-mind, I don't doubt.
(Yep)
(spoons (i have no idea why i just wanted to) )
(Hello, Elleni.)
(Hello Elleni)
Paris it is *Quickly puts shirt on and they appear at top of Eiffel tower
*sits up*
*scoots to lean against the desk*
Greetings, Ms. Jazz. Fairly well, in fact. How do you fare?
*Nods, as if Ms. Crowley is in the room.*
*Blinks, feeling quite foolish.*
Of course, Ms. Crowley.
(Hi El and Kit)
Greetings, Elleni.
*runs over and sniffs at Elleni*
(*cuddles kittanus*)
Let me go back....without the ring or the precautions or any of that!
*eyes go wide*
Silly!!!
(hello el hows it going?
hello kit hows it going too?)
*strokes Kitanus's back*
You know, I recently got a kitten. His name is Lawrence.
Phaestra: No, Silente.
(Phaestra is currently in her realm with Silente, but perhaps there could be a second copy of her in Blogland.)
Phaestra(2): *tilts head* Your insults mean nothing, mortal. It is fine.
*looks at the biew*
Ah, just as perfect as I remember *smiles at Ed*
*Smiles and looks out over Paris*
Ms. Jazz, I am a completely and utterly generic-looking gentleman, only noticeable due to my mannerisms.
*Returns to Ms. Crowley after some time, carefully carrying a small cup of Chai tea.*
*sighs happily* the city of love, I couldn't imagine a better place *hugs hin*
*falls asleeps, snoring lightly*
*Hugs* Paris
(It seems Silente has somewhat taken advantage of Phaestra's mercy.)
Phaestra(2): That would make sense. Mortals are often too concerned with their pride to do so.
*pops up*
*sniffs the air*
*smiles with a sigh*
Awh, thank you Sir. This is exactly what I needed.
*carefully takes the tea and sips it*
None for yourself? I have plenty of varieties in that cabinet, though most of them have very long-winded names . . .
*grins* do you know somewhere I have never been? Disney
Just let me go back!
(*cuddles kittanus* pwoblem alert...)
(@Sil: what's the problem)
Phaestra: That is not going to happen. I have told you the choices you have. Pick one. Now.
(Perhaps it would be better for Silente to explain.)
Really *They appear by the Disney castle*
Ms. Jazz, I fail to see why you are asking, but here it is: Graying dark brown hair under a hat, dark brown eyes, and a suit. As I said, I am an entirely interchangeable gentleman.
No thank you, Ms. Corwley. After that... Encounter, I find that I have little appetite.
*eyes light up* ed! You made my childhood dream come true
I am amazing, have a look round
*wants to hit someone*
angry man: hey you!
*hits angry man*
*problem solved*
I understand.
*blows on the tea to cool it*
Thank you for the tea. It's perfect.
*sips*
A wise man once said that tea should be as bitter as wormwood, and sharp as a two-edged sword.
(So you remember she promised not to kill or harm unless it was self defense? She outsmarted that rule. Phaestra wasn't happy. Sil is now stuck in her relm with two choices. Become a wimp or become a mega wimp who can't even step on grass.)
You can't just expect me to decide so quickly!
Phaestra: I can. You have ten seconds before I will leave you here for eternity.
Is there any other kind, Ms. Jazz?
Wise men say many things, Ms. Crowley. In this case, however, he was entirely correct.
When I'm angry, Vivanus, I usually settle it in the following way:
Me: I am so upset! Hey, you!
Bystander: What?
Me: Hold this!
*gives the bystander an object*
Bystander: *holds the object*
Me: *slaps the object out of the bystander's hand*
Bystander: *cries*
Phaestra: Or send you to Earth with the ring. It is entirely my decision.
*chuckles in amusement*
*sips the tea*
*being sarcastic * narcissist
*giggles*
*looks at the Disney parade*
*eyes wide and panicked*
*counting down in her head*
*5...4...3....2....*
*runs away*
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv5iEK-IEzw&list=PLAVZOJzcYmPh3kfXDDXGlY85eH_IFNkzx
please watch this if you want to laugh incredibly hard)
*Nods, without an adjective.*
*Grins* But I am amazing
Phaestra: *reappears in front of her* You will be sent to Earth with the ring.
*Silente falls through the ground, and her vision fades to white before she reappears in Blogland - with the ring on her finger*
*shoots Sir a wry look out of the corner of my eye*
That little game happens every time we speak to one another. It nearly cost us our lives today, in a punctuation apocalypse.
I feel like we ought to be learning something from this. It's just should-be-common sense.
*nods * indeed you are *grins*
*finds thunder mountain*
How good are you with roller coasters?
*blinks*
*blinks and lifts her hand*
*looks at the ring there and panics internally*
*finds herself laid in the clearing*
*surrounded by grass*
*can't move*
*screams internally*
Indeed, Ms. Crowley. You are entirely correct.
I have the distinct feeling that there should be another lesson here, but I am entirely unable to find it.
I love roller coasters *joins line*
Sil?
Phaestra: *appears in a flash of light which solidifies into her form beside Silente* Please notify me if you would change your mind.
Perhaps "Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it."
*sips tea*
Or, perhaps, there is no lesson at all. Maybe it's just ill fortune.
*grins* I had a feeling you might
*waits in line*
*They appear at the front of the line* *grins*
Oh my shit!!
What a day!!!
*stops screaming in her mind*
*she can't offend or harm anyone in anyway*
*viv hearing her screaming would hurt him*
*lays silent, wanting to panic but not able to, wanting to move but that's not possible*
*emits a slight high pitched whine, but even that cuts off quickly*
DEREK I HOPE YOU LIKED YOUR SCRAPBOOK I SPENT A WEEK ON IT ILYSM TY FOR THE HUG
(Hello Em)
(Hello Mara)
Well, live and don't learn, I suppose.
Is that a good or bad sign, Ms. Melody?
Sil? Where are you?
(Hi Em^^)
*grins* you...
*gets let on the roller coaster* where do you wanna sit?
MARAAAAAAAAA!
Greetings, Emerald and Maralie.
It was a grand day, was it not? I had a wonderful time. There were plenty of unexpected surprises over the course of the events.
Greetings, Ms. Charm.
(Hi Mara!)
Theatre of Shadows was today Sir, and it was such a good day. Such a laugh and made a shit ton of new friends as well as see my older ones.
Live and don't learn indeed. Perhaps that accounts for the lack of common sense.
*stands up*
*sips tea*
*finds that the cup is empty*
. . . All those sips add up.
. . . That's it. That's the lesson.
All those sips add up.
*looks wide eyed at Phaestra*
*to Viv* Clearing
It appears the front seats are free *The people sat there vanish* After you
Wonderful to hear, Ms. Melody.
*heads toward the clearing, his armor already forming*
Em, it definitely was a long day. But it was AMAZING :-)
*hugs everyone* Helloooooo! ♪
*arches an eyebrow* where did they go?
🐪
Phaestra: Perhaps this will teach you.
*still doesn't move*
*she's barely breathing lest that somehow offend someone*
*steps into the clearing*
Hello.
They will be somewhere *They appear in the arctic* Come on *Sits down*
Well. It was lovely, but my author must abscond.
*looks at Viv, face and body calm despite the terror racing through her*
*sits in seat* ed, can you please not do that again?
Phaestra: Hello, mortal.
Sorry, I'm trying to be here, but I do STRUGGLE not to ghost . . .
How are we all? :)
(Fare thee well Sir)
IZZY'S BEEN CRYING FOR LIKE AN HOUR BC OF THE VIDEO MESSAGE DEREK OMG THANK YOU
I'm sorry to hear that, Sir, but I'm thrilled that your author is feeling better and coming to Blogland again.
*smiles cheerily*
*puts down the empty teacup*
Thank you, Sir. Your conversation is often the highlight of a dreary day.
*studies the situation*
*bends over and picks Sil up*
Because the are people too
Not something you can just discard
*hugs Viv tightly, shaking slightly*
Fine *They appear at back of line* Happy?
@Mara: :) :) :) :) :)
Everything alright?
I'm glad that you had fun, Mara.
Also, I wanted to thank you again for being such a nice person. :-)
[Isn't here]
*grins* yes, I really do appreciate it
*nods, wanting to shake her head, the light ring on her finger preventing her*
(hello star, hows it going?)
Ok
*looks around* it's a beautiful day
Enjoying?
What's with the new ring?
*kisses her neck before turning to Phaestra*
Who are you?
Its great
*hugs Star* Derek stopped at your page in the scrapbook and smiled :) :) :) :)
*huggles Fabi* Thanks Fab :)
And aw, I'm not that nice. But thank you. You're amazing. :)
*pulls his cheeks* smile!
*hugs Viv tightly*
*struggling to know if she's allowed to tell Viv*
Help....
*appears by inky and ed* like my new style,
*stands there wearing a stepson sunglasses and a 44. Revolver*
i also brought my friend tin-can the robot
*t.c: hey*
Good *smiles* remember, you can tell me if anything bothers you
Hello Gar and hello Tin can
I know, just as you can tell me
Hey Gar *smiles* looking good
how? What's wrong?
*hugs him* I will tell you anything
*Smiles*
You are nice, though. [hugs]
Hello to you both, why thank you inky
so what are we waiting for?
Ring....help....leave head....
*reaches front of the queue* shall we sit at the back? It goes faster there
@Mara: Yay!!! :) :)
*hugs*
*seconds what Lantern said, and then hugs Lantern coz she's awesome too :)*
Going good, thanks, Garret! Started reading the third book of a trilogy I love, so yay! :)
can I take the ring off of you?
If you want *Takes seat*
Don't.....think so.....Phaestra.....
(that's good star, I'm glad everything's ok)
then how can I make it easier for you?
(I dedicate this page to the asterisk, may you be ever free)
*sits down* you know, it's not all about me
If you don't want to do something, we won't do it
(Hear hear)
It's fine, don't worry about it *smiles*
Leave mind....can't scream....you're listening.....
@Garret: :)
Thanks. :)
@Inky: :P Hear hear.
Go ahead and scream, I don't mind.
*smiles*
*fastens harness *
*man goes through safety regulations*
*rollercoaster sets off*
*starts screaming*
*Grins as roller coaster goes*
*hides her face in Viv's chest*
can't hurt...people.....or things...nor offend them....stuck....
*pulls her inside his armor, sheltering her from the world*
Say and do what you want. I understand.
*they go up and down hills, around corners*
*waves hands int the air and screams*
This is amazing!
*rollercoaster takes. Picture*
I won't be hurt or offended.
*Just grins as roller coaster twists and turns*
*rollercoaster comes to a halt*
*brushes hair out of facw* u really need to get this cut
*gets out of seat*
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