Hello.
Ah, my poor neglected blog. How I have ignored you. Once you were the apple of my eye (okay, not really — the name of this blog is what it is, after all), but then along came Twitter and suddenly you seemed somewhat clunky and... unwieldy...
But see? I have returned. I've been away a lot, I know. Work. I had that book to publish (which went really well, by the way) and then all those tours, including a trip to New Zealand and Australia to meet all those readers with funny accents.
My life has been somewhat chaotic as of late, and when things get chaotic, some other things suffer. You, it seems, are one of these things.
But I'll try to rectify that. I really will. I'm home now, after all, and settling back into normal life. What normal life will bring me, though, I have no idea.
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Please Sil *stands infront of her*
*shivers* what's up? You are a dear friend of mine. I am here to help
Tawnee: *smiles and kisses*
(I will be back soon.)
I sleeper...
(Hello Rose)
(Hey guys! I be's goods! How be's yous eyes?! How be's yous?!)
*smiles*
Yeah, it does that.
*nods at what Sophia said*
Yes, that's definitely true. I've lost count of how many times she has died.
So what brings you to Blogland?
Oh, and have you met Silente yet?
(Ok Soph! Hey Rose!! You ok?)
(Hey Death, how art thou?
I'm good Dug ^^)
*looks at Flick*
I'm sorry but...bye.
*taps the sigil on her nose and steps backwards into a portal that snaps closed not long after she's stepped through*
(I'm afraid I must depart
Farewell *dramatic exit*)
(i be happy thank you Dugg)
(My ded:
I'm deding to the humble pencil and paper, with technology as it is these days, we don't use the 2 p's much anymore so a simple ded to them and i also ded to Garky (the ship which was invented yesterday by Sil and Xan)
*confetti fires off and it rains down*
end of ded)
(Good night Inks)
(Here here!!
And hehehe....
Can't wait till you guys meet in real life!!:)))
(BYE INKY!!!!)
(Actually I gotta go too. Farewell lovely people!)
Derek has returned!
And hullo, Blogland! I bring good tidings!
(Ok, bye Alexa!!!! Come back sometime!!! :))))
*she walks over to Silente's tree house and knocks on the door*
HULLO CLARA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How be's yous?!?! How be's yous eyes?!?!
*gets tackle hugged by Dugglyn and Elleni at once*
OOF!
(Good bye Alexa,
Hello Clars how be you?)
(Dugg, thank you and how do you know Inky and me are going to meet up?)
I'm okay. Remember wen I said my little brother woke me up?
He didn't remember.
He didn't remember turning on the light. Or waking me up. Or anything...
(Hey Clara)
*pauses in the process of packing her bags and opens the door* Dug?
*laughs and tackle hugs Elleni as well*
Ello!!!
*grins at Gar*
Hehehe.....!!!
(He didn't remember? 0.0 maybe he was sheep walking? That's strange...!)
*notices the bags*
Hey! What are those for?
So, do you recall how I was so nervous last night, because I planned to go out and look for a job?
Well, I applied to six places.
1 - A one-man shop that couldn't afford to hire anyone else.
2 - See 1.
3 - See 2.
4 - An application, and a "We're not hiring right now, but when we do, we'll look you up."
5 - An application, and a "We'll be calling you before October's out."
6 - I applied at a small inn/hotel, and was told that they don't hire in the Autumn, but come Spring, I can be almost completely certain of a job there.
GUYS.
GUYS.
I AM GOING TO BE WORKING AT AN ACTUAL HOTEL.
OH MY GOSH!!!! THAT'S AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D
He was sleeping walking, sleeping talking, sleep interacting with objects...
*does a happy hotel dance*
*it mainly consists to jumping to the Suite Life theme song*
(Well done Clara!)
Nothing. What's up?
*forces a smile*
WOOO!! Go Clara!!!
*Looks at still unemployed author*
*Pokes*
Now, I'm afraid I really shouldn't be on right now, as I need to go eat, but I was so excited that I wanted to share it with you all!
And now, I must go eat! I WILL be back later this evening!
*dances away*
(I'm kinda worried now Dugg
Hello, El how be you?)
(Rose, that can happen, people have been know to drive while sleeping)
(Well done Clars *gives you a pat on the back*)
Bye Clara!!
Oh, God, Gar!! I'm never getting in another car!!
(ok O_O why not rose? It only happens to certain people and why would you be in a car with a sleep walker anyway?)
Why are you here Dug?
(Hmm... my friend has done that but you're right, it is strange...)
(*sighs* Gar, you and INKY have been talking about comic con and meeting each other there for a while now. You do realize that I have read every single comment since my first comment right? I know what happens...!
*grins creepily*)
(Ok, bye Clara!!)
*does buy the smile*
Nothing.
Really though, what are you packing?
No reason.
I can go if you want..
**doesn't
That's scary...
Oh nah that's fine...come on in.
*opens the door wide*
Thanks
*steps inside*
So did you greet Alexa?
Yep. As always.
*pushes the bags off the bed*
Please, sit.
*she sits on the bed, looking around*
So what have you been up to?
(I'm happy thank you El)
(i see, right ok Dugg,
no need to worry and Inky and me are meeting up in 2 weeks today)
(OMGGARRANDFLICKCOULDACTUALLYHAPPEN#WELSH#CUTIES#SHIPPED#SOHAPPENING)
(*hugs adra*)
Just.....stuff.
Awww, get well soon! :/
*hugs*
Stuff. Real helpful.
*grins*
(I am back.)
Yep. It always is.
*goes back to packing*
You?
(WELCOME BACK SOPHIA!)
Nothing. Just hanging out..
(That was a disturbingly enthusiastic reply, Dugglyn.)
*rolls*
*Noms on Skittles*
(calm down Sil)
(hello soph how be you?)
*the Midnight Hotel rumbles up from the ground*
*candles flicker in all the windows*
*the lobby is decorated for Halloween*
*sits at desk*
*going through paperwork*
Hullo, Blogland! I have returned!
(welcomes Clars)
*tackles clara*
Greetings, Gars.
*looks up*
*smiles broadly*
Elleni! Welcome!
And Snow!
*finishes packing*
Well I hate to kick you out dug but I need to lock the door
*squishes clara* HULLLLLOOOO
*gets squished*
Oof! I keep getting squished today!
*pats Snow awkwardly on the head*
*performs the secret Saracen Crew handshake*
(What did I just do....
I'm home alone and I decided to have some fun with make up. I decided to make it look 'normal' but somehow used eyeliner and now on one side I have a huge, dark smug that won't come off. ..
)
*rolls around*
. . . I suggest you do the same with the other eye, and then go outside into the woods and join the Raccoon Mafia.
*watches Snow roll around*
. . .
*bumps inta a chair*
*stops rolling*
*glares at the chair*
(Thank you Clara, I'll keep that in mind.
My eyeshadow is two different colors... how do you even put that stuff on? And why? What does it do? Anyone know?)
(*grins at Sophia* How are you my precious?)
Oh, that's fine! Where ya headed?
*holds an arm protectively in front of the chair*
Don't hurt Leopold. He wasn't asking for trouble.
(I hope my mom has some sorta make up remover...)
I have never understood the purpose of eye shadow, as it's largely invisible when your eyes are open.
*rolls away and hits the stairs*
. . .
Snow, are you quite alright?
No where in particular.
*smiles*
Yeah, me too. And now it's in my eyebrows.
*frowns* your hotel is not roll-safe, Clara
Can I come?
*she looks hopeful*
I've been so bored...
Well, as I've never had a makeup mishap, I'm afraid I've no clue how to advise you.
No skittles left...
I'm afraid my Hotel is not safe, period.
*frowns*
You really should stop rolling. May I suggest jumping on the couch by the fire instead? Kids seem to enjoy it.
NO SKITTLES?
This is a crisis. You need Skittles at once.
*abandons laptop to search for Skittles*
*returns*
. . . No Skittles.
*looks at clara like she was talking a foreign language* stop... rolling?
I found the spare packet...
*lays a hand on Snow's shoulder*
*looks deeply into her eyes*
*soft piano music plays*
Yes, Snow.
Stop rolling.
I... I don't understand.
How does one... stop rolling...
*sighs deeply*
I had hoped it wouldn't come to this . . . but . . .
*walks behind desk*
*digs around under it*
*returns with a triangular wedge of wood*
*squeezes it under Snow*
. . . That, grasshopper, is how you stop rolling.
*blinks*
*blinks*
(mini poof)
Um...sure..but you need to get swim gear first.
*smiles*
(Its off! I return my full attention back to Blogland!)
Welcome, Dugglyn, my favorite banshee ninja!
(I'm going to disappear now,
good night everyone)
*puts head in hands*
*tears streaming down my cheeks*
*and mourns for Garrett*
Ooh, ok!
I'll be right back!
*she turns off and quickly floats away*
*she returns a couple minutes later with and solidifies holding a swimsuit*
*slowly stands up*
...
(BYE Gar!)
Well done, Snow!
*pats on back*
*by the time dug returns Sil is gone*
*falls on face*
Ow
*looks sadly down at Snow*
Perhaps start with crawling?
(Knew that was going to happen! :P)
*her face falls as she looks around*
Sil?
*she looks around, hoping to spot her but she doesn't*
*swallows the lump in her throat and trudges back to her tree house*
*stands up again*
I can walk. I'm just dizzy
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
A drink, then.
*goes off to the kitchen*
*returns with a teacup full of bourbon*
(HULLO SIR!!!!!! How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!)
Greetings, Sir. How are you today?
*has left a note pinned to Dugs door*
Note: Sorry Dug had to run, but I'm sure El will go swimming with you..
-St
Greetings, Ms. Carzainia, Ms. Crowley, Ms. Stormberg, Ms. Tempest, and whoever else may be here.
My eyes are functional, Ms. Carzainia.
As well as I can be expected to be, Ms. Crowley. Thank you for inquiring.
Brb, breakfast
*glares at the note, ripping it off and throwing it off the balcony*
*she steps in side, collapsing in a chair*
Breakfast?
*sadly watches Snow depart*
Well, alright then. I shall sit here, alone.
*sits sadly by myself, in the hotel lobby*
*cursing time zone differences*
It's very quiet today.
*sighs and stands up*
*turns into mist and floats over to the midnight hotel, solidifying by the door*
*steps inside*
Hullo Clara
*blinks*
. . . Hullo, Dugglyn. How are you? Would you like a room?
Extremely quiet, in fact.
*blinks back*
No thanks!
*she lies down and begins rolling around, bumping on the same chair Snow did*
Ow.
*rubs bridge of nose*
Please stop bumping into Leopold. I've had enough of rolling today.
Hello?
Echo: Hello, hello, hello . . .
Yay Chloe and Gar are meeting up!
*dies of loneliness*
Hello...
Greetings, Tia. Blogland is quiet tonight. Can you hear the crickets chirping?
Tia...
*Cuddles tightly*
I can hear my heart beating...
Hey, Rose... :/
How are you?
And how are you, Clara?
((I have never had a Tim Tam, apparently. They don't sell them here.))
*hums* Close your eyes . . . give me your hand, darling . . . do you feel my heart beating . . . do you understand . . .
I'm doing well, Tia.
*continues humming*
I'm sleepy... And eating Skittles... And I don't feel well...
But otherwise, I'm okay.
How are you?
How can you not have had Tim Tams...?
. . . I have not had Tim Tams. What is it? Is it a chocolate bar?
No, I don't understand. I'm still confused about why you're humming. Frankly, it's disconcerting, but adorable in its own way.
So I played one of those, uh, Android videogames. Galaxy on Fire - Alliances. I got attacked by this guy, and he battered my forces, and he tried again and got screwed over by my troops, and I feel ever-so-bad because instead of continuing the war, he wrote me a message asking for cease-fire and I think the guy must've not been a good at English or something and will probably quit the game.
And here I was thinking he's an arrogant douchebag who must be destroyed.
Instead I get a guy who I'm sure doesn't deserve my virtual wrath.
Also the game is meh but I only have 3 games on my phone so...)
I am humming because you said you could hear your heart beating, which reminded me of the song. I am also humming because it is adorable, and I like to be adorable.
*hums* Do you feel the same . . . or am I only dre . . . ee . . . ee . . . eaming . . .
But the other game is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooioiooooo
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
punny!!!
Try Battle Gems.
*Hums along awkwardly*
*cuddles Danni*
I wanna try a Tim Tam. I looked them up and they look/sound amazing....
That is what I'm asking for for Christmas.
. . .
Am . . . am I Danni?
*is awkwardly cuddled*
is this his last ever blog-note-thingy? he is never gonna blog again on this blog?
*Cuddles Tia back gently* ~ Danni
Clara, Danni, or Dannielle, is my author.
Tim Tams are in my blood.
Hello DARQUESSE!!!!!!!
I think he was actually saying he would blog more often now. I think...!
Oh thank goodness, I was afraid I was being cuddled.
*takes cover behind the desk*
*stares at Rose*
I need your blood!_
*runs over and cuddles Clara*
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Dug!!! Please, don't!!
Clara, you made Danni laugh. She needed a good laugh. Thank you.
*shrieks*
*beats Dugglyn back with desk chair*
Cease and desist!
Oh, dear. Poor Leopold.
*clutches Leopold*
Leopold understands that sometimes, as a chair, he needs to take one for the team.
*continues fending off Dugglyn*
Ahhh!!!
*gets pushed back, but continues forward, her arms on her head*
Must. Cuddle. Clara!!
No! I refuse!
*backs away slowly*
Sir!! I'm almost in tears!! XD ~ Danni
*Stands in front of Clara, protecting her from Chev*
You shall not pass!!!
CUDDLE!!!
NO!
*hides behind Death Rose like a damsel in distress*
...
Pardon, Rose?
B b b but...
cuddles!
*Leaps forward and cuddles Chev, also holding down her arms*
Run Clara run!!
Cuddle someone else! Cuddle Tia! TIA! Where are you?
*sits on the swivel chair*
*scoots out the door*
*rolls down the sidewalk*
Sir, my author finds you funny.
Ahhh!!!!!!!!!!!
She doesn't like cuddles!!!
PURPLE FUSZY BANANANANANANANANANANAS!!!!
*struggles against Rose*
Bananas!! Bananas..
(That's twice you've written about cuddling me, which I gave you no reason to do. I hear you loud and clear!)
It takes two to Tango!
*hugs Clara*
Wait... Tango is a dance, right?
*pulls Clara into a dance*
*rolling down the sidewalk*
*rolling fast*
*faces pass*
*and I'm safety bound*
Goodness, I hope my Hotel doesn't get damaged in the frenzy . . .
*Holds Chev tighter*
No, Tia. A tango isn't a dance! It's a bird!
*is suddenly tangoing with Tia*
Tia!
*rising panic*
Tia, I can't dance! Especially when I'm sitting in a chair!
...
Qui-
*A Clara-shaped blur speeds by the park bench he's sitting on.*
...
te.
Thank you Sir. You just made me choke on a Skittle. ~ Danni.
If I had Skittles, I would've choked on them as well.
Well, that's an interesting first comment on a page.
I dedicate to Skittles, Reese's Pieces, and M&Ms. I do not dedicate to the heathens who put them all in the same bowl.
Hear hear!!
Here here!!
This is a Tengo!!! >>>>
And Mbd and Msd.
Apologies, Rose.
A wonderful dedication, Ms. Crowley.
*breaks free from Tia's impromptu dancing session*
*continues rolling down the sidewalk*
*gets up from her chair
*music erupts from nearby devices, and Clara is dancing*
*She's dancing*
*Check her out, everyone, she's dancing!*
*the chair begins to pick up speed*
. . .
*eyes widen with panic*
I . . . I'm not sure I know how to stop this thing . . .
*looks back at Tia, who is dancing by herself, with a strange and dreamy look in her eyes*
HELLO Dugglyn Carzainia
right thx
(Hear hear Eminems are 10/10)
*finds Clara*
*runs up to her*
*whispers a great secret in her ear*
*flollops*
*is going so fast that I pass by Tia in a blur*
*and only hear the first part of the Great Secret*
*spins in the chair*
WAIT, NO! TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOATS!
(Hello Sir and Duggy!
*in his best Joey impression:*
How you doing?
Snow, flolloping is only done my mattresses called Zem.
*by
These crime shows are telling me to never fall in love because my other half will murder me... ~ Danni
(Hey Snuuuu how are you?)
So this man was like a werewolf but he didn't turn into a wolf but rather a goat, and someone thought it'd be a good idea to ship him with Silente, so then... [INAUDIBLE]
There are many reasons not to fall in love, Death Rose. Most of them are logical, a few of them are wise, and all of them are to be completely ignored.
Danni, love is not the only reason for murder.
*cold hugs of foreboding yet elusive doom*
Is anybody going to comment?
*listening to Imperial March Leviathan Mix*
Hey, I don't want to be murdered...
*Looks at Tia wearily*
You're welcome DARQUESSE!!!!!!! Nice name!
*Dances a flamingo with a Tengo*
(Tengo pic>>)
It's interesting how we seem to have long, drawn-out silences, followed by five comments in unison.
Soy, I was forced to vacuum. Meh.
And told to clean my room. But I didn't actually hear that part! Yep! Totally!
*keeps hugging Danni*
I wouldn't murder you. I wouldn't hurt you. I'm still not sure if I'm insane or all-too-sane, but that's one thing I promise you. All of you. It is never my intent to harm you.
I . . . I can't dance at all. Not with birds, not with people.
. . . Actually, I've never attempted to dance with either.
Yay for vacuum! And the room should clean itself, it is the one with the mess, after all.
(Can't dance will dance)
(And embarrass myself, obviously.)
Thank you, Tia... I promise I wouldn't ever hurt you either... I'm not capable of that.
*Cuddles tightly* ~Danni
I find no reason to learn how to dance when I have no one to dance with.
Has anyone ever seen a Tengo in real life? They have em at the zoo but I e never seen one in the wild.
I can Irish dance. That's all.
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