Thinking up the idea:
- Think of an idea.
- Lie in bed and think about the idea some more.
- Dismiss idea.
- Walk around house. Do menial tasks. Allow the mind to wander.
- When the mind has wandered around to an idea, stop doing menial tasks and pay attention.
- Write it down.
- Read it over.
- Change it.
- Lie down on sofa. Let idea form a story.
- Dismiss idea. Hates idea. Idea is stupid.
- Decide to write from the headlines. Switch on news. Read newspapers. Look for inspiration.
- Ebola, eh?
- Brand new idea. A plague that wipes out most of humanity! The few survivors come together under some vague supernatural (religious?) pretence.
- But evil people have also come together! Drama! Conflict!
- Realise your idea is The Stand, by Stephen King.
- Read The Stand, by Stephen King.
- Go back to original idea, decide it's good enough.
- Congratulations! You now have your idea!
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(Gtg guys, Goodnight)
The only point at which f(x) doesn't exist*
Sorry. X exists everywhere on the x axis, what a dumb thing to say.
(Bye Chi)
Bye Chi! *hugs*
*Holds Chi comfortingly by his side and walks her home*
(Bye, perfect...)
@Matex: Thank you. :) :) Thank you a lot - I forgot about that . . .
I DID get taught it, though, so for the first time in forever, there'll be music, there'll be light - I mean, I can't blame my teacher. :P
@Taia: Heh. When/if/when I take A Level maths, the first year's goign to be quite easy for me, apparently. XD
(*hops off the Giraffe* *waddles around the bar*)
(*Giraffe orders penguin a drink then sits at table*)
*Rises from a shadow in front of Talia*
So. That fire of yours is interesting, and we here in Blogland have what one may call an "initiation ceremony" of sorts that I enjoy very much.
*A grin spreads across his face*
Tell me, how practical is that for use in combat?
(Brb.)
Hurray! Your teacher is not useless entirely!
Just glad i could remember. For a moment i was clueless. Need to exercise the brain more often :/
@Matex: Yes! I mean no! I mean whichever phrase expresses agreement the best! :P
Brain-exercise is peculiar . . .
(*Remains on the giraffe's back, silently contemplating life*)
@Star I get what you're saying :P Haha it is but its totally worth it. I miss maths ._.
(*Giraffe looks at Blake*)
@Star: xD yeah!
I thought so with our additional, too.
But I can safely say I've never heard of that before. :P ^^
@Dragona: The N7 penguin is pretty cool, btw. :)
MSD
I like maths . . . if I ever stop doing maths, which might happen, which possibly will, which might probably will but not probably enough to be Probably, then I think I'll have to just do loads of Sudokus. O_O Or maybe, like, look up past papers online.
. . .
This is sad. XD
@Taia: *nods* Well, have fun. :) :P
The N7 penguin IS cool. O_O
If you manage to find a normal person here I will be truly amazed. I would like it if you answered my question before I begin the, ah, "ceremony".
(*Looks at Giraffe*)
@Star: XD
I like maths, too.
BUt I'm still doing maths, so that's no problem, yet. :P
However, I do NOT like MyMaths. :P
And, like
*vanishes to do that. O_O*
*offers hugs on the way out?*
Bye, all! ^^
(*Giraffe looks at Blake*)
(*Looks at Giraffe*)
(*Giraffe drinks then looks at Blake*)
(*Looks at drink then at Giraffe*)
Fours, Taia! :P
Yeah. I don't do MyMaths, but I can empathise anyhow. XD
(*Giraffe looks at Blake then at drink then at Blake*)
*looks at giraffe*
*looks at Blake*
Okay then.
(I'm back. :)
Thank you for complimenting the N7 Penguin. :) )
(*Suddenly shouts something about crazy intelligent alcoholic African mammals and blasts off through the roof like a rocket of shadows*)
(*Giraffe looks at Tia then at Blake*
Welcome back Dragona. The penguin is good)
May I let Loki come on?
(Thanks, Edward. It took me the grand total of ten minutes. :P)
(Ten minutes well spent Dragona)
(Oh, definitely. The best thing I could possibly do with my time. :P)
(*Crashes back down a few feet from where he took off, head first in a crater*
*Pulls himself upright*
I'm bored. Who wants to fight?)
(Better than homework)
Very well, I will not....
Loki? Why not?
SOS SOS SOS
I NEED A GUYS NAME FOR A STORY
ASAP
THIS IS THE MAIN CHARACTER AND I NEED SOMETHING KINDA SERIOUS YET ALSO SOMETHING THAT CAN BE SHORTENED AND MADE LESS SERIOUS
(Gtg, back later maybe, bye)
*FLAILS AROUND BECAUSE WHAT AM I GONNA CALL THIS PERSON*
(Snow - Steve?
Hey Alexa. :) )
*randomly throws names at Snow!*
Samson / Sam!
Aldous / Al!
Jason or Jacob or Julian / Jay!
Nicholas / Nick!
STEVE IS NOT A SERIOUS NAME
breath Snow, breath
calm
ASDFGHJKL:ASDFGHJKL:ASDFGHJKL
BOB.
(*fades in*GRAYO! *fades back out*)
Leonard / Leo!
BOB IS NOT SERIOUS AND I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT ABOUT USING IT BUT IT DOESN'T SUIT THE CHARACTER
Tell us about the character, maybe we'll think of a name that suits him!
(Michael?)
See, that's the thing. I know nothing about this character.because he won't tell me anything until he gets a name. i just know what does and what doesn't suit him.
my mind is so weird.
*flies off to random name generators so i don't go psycho here*
*has suggested serious names apart from Bob, just saying :) *
*nod at matex because i know*
*thanks everyone*
*continues flying*
*nods back at snow*
Fly away dear Snow flake, and good luck on your quest to find The Name!
AHEM.
I mean,
Good luck on your quest to find The Name. I wish you the best of fortune. Yes.
SAMUEL THOMAS
*flies back in*
Daniel/Danny
Because Danny Boy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsT_ZlAWzVI
23 minutes in.
*appears in the center of the conversation* Kneel, Midgardians.
*Head pops out of the ground*
*Like a gofer*
Meap
(Is Blogland in Midgard?)
Hello Zaf and Jubi!
How are you feeling?
Yes. Now kneel.
((Funny story: At practice today I was sitting up on stage and I had this sinister look on my face so someone calls: Loki stop staring us down. So I look and I point at the person and tell them kneel. So my one friend gets up and goes: Brother, we do not need to torment them. So then I said: They crave subjugation and then all of the kids kneeled and I did the Germany speech. It was glorious.
-Zaf
HAI!
I would give you all a supermegatacklehugofdoom, but I appear to be stuck in the ground....
I don't know how I got here... but umm... yeah
A little help maybe?
*awkwardly tries to pull an arm out*
*Manages to get out a pinky*
(Zafira... This sounds cool! :)
I.. uh.. well, um, do I really, really have to kneel?
I mean, you know, hugs?
Did someone bury you alive?
*digs Jubi out*
That's all better.
*hugs Jubi*
gfdhj,
(Hello Snuuuu how be youuuu?)
I am angered at my laptop.
@Snuuuu
Your profile pic. My mind has wandered to some very dark thoughts.
THANKS! *Supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
*shrugs* who knows....
*looks down* blech I'm all dirty...
BUT I JUST TOOK A SHOWER
SNOOOOO!! *Supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
JUB JUBBBBBBBB
PSA: TiaTA is terrible at rp and being a decent human being*
*huggles everybody*
*refreshes email*
*refreshes Blogland*
*repeats from top of page until sleep*
sorry
wbd coz I'm doing hw at the same time
(Ok, good bye, Jubi!)
So everyone's distant?
Jubi and Snow, I've sent you an email.
[hugs everyone]
Probably not here...
*hugs Fabi*
Lonely...
[hugs Tia]
Sorry. I just can't be here right now. If you want, I can email you something?
Goodbye. Dunno when I'll be back. Probably not for a while-ish.
Good luck fixing things, and I'll be on email if you need me.
Bye Fabi, you shall be missed! *hugs*
I don't really know what to talk about, if anything. Adios, Fabi!
Hello, Matex. How are you?
Hi there *shrug* average at best, awful more often, and mostly distant. Yourself?
Yesterday. 28 days since the last time you...
We can take this one month at a time. We can.
*hugs*
Huh?
@Matex worse than ever.
Lonelier.
Isolated.
I came to this place to find solace.
And I did.
I did.
But even that has gone. Left me for a journey of its own.
So, Matex... want to talk about anything? I'm always here for you, for everybody.
*hugs*
Naw, it's not so bad. You (plural; you and everyone else, that is) are focusing too much on the bad. The place isn't awful when people are willing to just enjoy themselves. Telling yourself it's bad makes it worse. I mean I agree to an extent, but its not all gone. We just have ups and downs. Today made me happier, things weren't so much of a catastrophe.
I think people exaggerated what happened, took it to the heart when they shouldn't have.
Enough about that.
Well, the good thing is that nobody has died yet. I'll take my happiness where I can get it, and this is where I'm taking it. From the fact that nobody is dead, that there is still a chance for all of us to be happy.
Exactly what I mean. I would say something positive about cheering up and feeling better, but that would make me a hypocrite. *shrug*
I just trust that things will get better, for everyone.
Well, it is inevitable, really.
Either we leave or die, one-by-one or in waves, with the last of us wondering what went wrong, what he or she did wrong...
Or we learn to get along. To support each other. To be there for each other.
*hugs Matex*
*Drifts through, punching the air in boredom*
Hello, Blakey.
How are you?
*self destructs*
Hello, Snuuuu.
H-.
How are you?
Confused. Why did Snow blow up?
Still confused. Where did everyone go?
I don't know, Blake. I don't know.
*hugs Blakey and everyone else, even you*
Hello, El! *hugs*
It was aimed at people who think they don't deserve hugs.
I do mean everyone. Everyone gets a warm, comforting hug.
How are you feeling, El?
Like i said, im distant, at best
Hiya El and Blake
You've saved... my soul,
Don't leave me now.
Don't leave me now.
...
(Oh, the stars are coming out tonight.
They're lighting up the sky tonight.
For you.
For you...)
Take That - Rule The World
(My favourite song c:)
*Absentmindedly tears a tree to shreds*
So nobody ever answered my question about fighting. Who's up for it? It's been forever since I last fought.
Deleted comment?
Dear Mr/Ms Deleted Comment Author, I do not wish for you to be silenced. What were you trying to say?
That was me but there was a typo. I dislike showing others my mistakes.
New post on that blog of mine, it's rather depressing and philosophical though...
I hate deleting comments.
It is emotionally very difficult for me to delete a comment.
And seeing deleted comments hurts me.
It doesn't hurt much.
But it stacks.
And stacks.
And stacks.
Until I feel like we can't tell each other anything.
How we regret telling the truth.
Lest we delete it minutes later.
And let nobody know how much we're hurting.
That is why it hurts. Every time someone deletes a comment.
I said the same exact thing directly afterwards, the only difference was I corrected the mistake ._.
Yeah you need to chill out dude people delete comments when they want to edit them because there's no edit buttton; chillax.
You see emotional trauma and stuff in almost everything; seriously there's no need. Take things with a spoon of sugar.
I'll "chillax" when I'm not an emotional mess.
I should probably sleep.
I will attempt to sleep now.
Good night! *hugs*
*shrug* But that's part of not being a mess; learning not to freak out over the little stuff. If you do that then you'll just keep being a mess. Like, okay no hypocriticism, because I've been there. But just offering some advice; save your worry for things that matter. I feel what you say about deleted comments, yeah it can suck at times. But this is just a typo.
Probably a good idea, sleep well *hugs*
My other advice is stop freaking out about trying to help everyone, no single person can do that haha, it will wreck you. Help the people who need your help, and let the others help you.
I do.. things.. I help... you're great people.
I need to sleep.
Why don't...why don't I have anybody?
I hurt.
Good night.
MaxfreakingfightmeI'msodamnboredandfightingisfunandtimeconsumingandlet'sgo!
Good night, Tia.
There are approximately 16 ghosts right now... You can come out and be a part of the conversation...
You're not alone, Tia.
Andhowaboutno.
I barely have th-
"I barely have the motivation
They say i suffer from a lack of serotonin synapses."
Thats how much energy i have. I cant even write my own sentances, im just gonna quote songs
Hmph. Some pyromancer/black mage you are.
i literally do this every day except for essays and not novels. idk why it's never occurred to me to apply the process across the board.
although tbh i'd be careful if i were u derek. don't let the weird teens on the web know too much about yr creative process. knowledge like that from such a wonderful writer is dangerous in the hands of the youth. we'll become too powerful.
Wonderful picture of Toothless, Min. He has such a lovely smile.
I'm excellent at what I do. I just don't seek fights.
How do you count ghosts?
My blog post that I just made received 18 views. I know Tia read it and I am assuming you did as well, so that leaves 16 people who knew about it presumably from me stating it was posted here.
Make that 19 views. I'm going to assume that was Min.
This is...very accurate, Derek. Good job.
Oh, wow.
Fuck.
That's fascinating.
What an interesting way of gauging how many ghosts there are.
My mind is actually blown
I commend you
Kessss!! *hugs*
Matexxxx! Hi! Long time no see! I mean, even longer than it's been since I've seen anyone else, which is forever.
(Only here for like. 20 minutes.)
Thank you, Max.
Hello Kestrel, it's been a long time.
Hello, Blake! It has indeed, it has indeed.
Like.
Over 6 months long time.
I need to get my act together.
Mhm, though Blogland has been a bit of a battleground the past week or so.
Oh, wow.
RPwise, or actual arguments/fighting wise? And if the second one, why?
Actual arguments and such. If you're familiar with the ever distressing bullying of Adra by Zafira, it hit a climax recently and I don't think we'll be seeing Adra again. This, of course, has many people in quite a fit.
Oh, no. I thought that had been taken care of...
Is it too late to email Adra?
I miss Rose. I used to fight Zafira when she wanted to sleep simply because I wished to speak with Rose. *sighs* I hardly care to fight her, when nobody I want that much is around. I was forced to watch Les Miserables and I often hear Zafira sing a song called Turning, and I know I often hear: 'Someone used to cradle them, and kissed them when they cried.' I wonder if perhaps she often thinks of here. I know not, I merely question her.
One day I will understand that, I have yet to understand how many of you can hate one another. I find it the flaw of humanity. You believe yourselves free. Freedom is life's greatest lie. That is what causes fights. You believe to be free to do or say what you want.
Zafira wants sleep, I do not object. I simply say that this has been going on all evening.
I will say this, if you believe Adra gone, you are mistaken. She is like myself in some ways, you believe her gone, but she is lurking. I have an idea she may actually read the comments.
*waves at Loki*
*looks at Kestrel* You are Zafira Kerias's administrator. *smirks* Sanctuary agents, I enjoy watching you scramble.
(Kessie its me!!!! Zaf-Zaf
Loki, yes, I am.
And I do not...scramble. I have junior administrators to do that for me. I just keep things running.
(Crap, got to go. Loki, can I text your writer tomorrow?)
I wasn't even aware the Sanctuary was still functioning properly...
Does Blogland even have one? Or are we considered one big sanctuary of sorts for anyone of a magical nature..?
There is no Blogland Sanctuary. Zafira is Grand Mage of the American Sanctuary.
I know, I was simply wondering. Figured you were one of the approximate 16 ghosts...
I haven't read your blog post. Nor have I read any posts or comments on this blog until very recently. I doubt that I'll stay here very long, and that I'll have anything constructive to say while I am here. Though I wouldn't imagine you care, anyway.
I know she's grand mage of America, that is. Not that Blogland has no sanctuary. That would make my question redundant.
What you imagine me to be and what I am are often two very different things... Still, it's usually safe to assume you're ghosting.
That I imagine you don't care is a reflection on the superfluous nature of my own ramblings, rather than your capacity for caring. I apologize if I've offended you.
Hello?
Goodnight.
(Hello.)
(I will be leaving. Goodbye.)
...
*watches a tumbleweed roll across blogland*
(I am back.)
(I have to go again. Goodbye.)
Em told me to go to the hospital. And I did. After being in there for five hours, one blood test and no food or drink, they said all was good.
Then, the moment I had been dreading...
My mother walks in.
And she takes it okay. She screamed at me when the paramedics arrived at school this morning. She screamed and yelled and almost threw her handbag at me while the paramedics just kinda stood there, watching her.
But she was okay, now. Much calmer.
So, after a little chat with my mum, then with a guy who had an awesome tattoo, we got to leave.
I'm only allowed on here for one hour every night between 8-9pm. I'm under constant surveillance, so I'm not allowed outside unless someone is watching. All medicine has to be under lock and key.
Mum said that I could move schools. But a life of never seeing Andrew...? We're like soul mates. But as friends...
And now, because I want someone to blame that isn't me, I shall say it's all your fault.
In a way, it is. If I had never mixed myself up with the blog, then I would be fine. I would be the good little girl with the bright blue eyes, not the depressed girl with dead grey eyes. I would be happy, like I was before the blog. Back when I was thirteen and everything was okay.
If everyone wasn't swamping me with their constant worries, then I would be fine. The tattoo guy, he was a counsellor, he said that I was so kind hearted that I find it impossible to deny others of things that they want, that by taking your problems to me, that's what is screwing with my head and made me try to OD.
So, no one ask me to fix their problems anymore. No one tell me if someone is harassing someone else. Just... Don't come to me if you have a problem, because I'm only going to try to die again...
So now, I'm going to try and be happy. Try and smile every now and again.
So, while I'm gone, no fighting, no stress for me, no problems that I'll have to deal with.
Just let me breathe. Please.
I haven't decided if I want to leave yet.
And I swear to God mum wants me to go back to the hospital...
She's being a bitch.
*Hugs*
*Hugs so tight*
Not really... I'm sorry... But I'm probably going to end up crying soon again...
Just huggles...
*Huggles back as tight*
I'm sorry...
And Em's in hospital...
Tommy said that she couldn't catch her breath and her whole chest was in pain.
He's going to keep me updated.
(Hear hear)
I know I said I was leaving, but if things get serious I'm coming back.
So.
*hugs Rose*
*hugs everybody*
*leaves, hopefully for real*
*rolls in and hopes she hasn't missed Rose*
*huggles her tightly* you care too much. Please take it easy. Love you.
I'm going to miss her.....
My time's up...
I'll be on when I can tomorrow.
*sighs* Goodbye.....
I should blame Emerald. I do. If she hadn't jumped into Rose's problems the way she did, Rose would not be away from us. Apparently according to everyone else I should not blame the one in a....hospital, I believe that is where Midgardians go for medical attention. I care not. I found my blame, let me greieve in peace.
Hello, Blogland.
Oh, you're probably asleep.
Ok, good morning to those waking up!
Good? Since when is a morning ever good?-Zaf
Zaf.
...
*hugs *
Groot morning to you, Zaf!
...
Hello, Sophia.
Hello, Dragona.
I wish you both a happy N7 Day.
...
(Hello.
Tia - N7 Day means nothing to me. It is a rank, nothing more. But Dragona seems to wish you a happy N7 Day also.)
I have respect for anyone who can handle N6 zero-g training.
Whizzing around in space wheee!!!
c:
(It was not as fun as it sounds.)
I want to whizz around space on N7 day. That should be a thing c:
Sophia, have you ever read Ender's Game or Speaker for the Dead?
(I have not, no. I am not a fan of fiction books.)
(I have not, no. I am not a fan of fiction books.)
It is a good book. I think you would enjoy it, or at least learn something from it.
(Like what?)
I have read Ender's Game, and enjoyed it very much.
(Hello Clara. How are you?)
I'm feeling tired, because like an ignoramus, I slept late. I am also feeling happy, because I am a homeschooler and can therefore get away with it.
(I sleep late and wake up early. In times previously I have sustained injuries to my hip and it seems if I sleep for extended periods of time, the pain is almost unbearable.)
I'm fortunate enough not to have such injuries. Though I do often suffer from back pain.
(Back pain is very bad. I know, as a teenager, I used to get it rather a lot. I believe the injury caused to my hip is the worst I have sustained. In any case it was my first and only wound caused by a sniper rifle.)
(It appears I have to leave for a short while. Goodbye.)
*nods in understanding*
Hello, Clara! How are you?
Back pains - I hear you.
Have you read Speaker for the Dead? (It's set 3,000 years after the first book.)
*departs as well*
*returns abruptly*
No, I haven't. I haven't read any of the sequels.
*huggles Clara*
Home schooled? How old are you?
:S
How are youuuu?
I am sixteen, and ahead of the curve. I'll graduate high-school next year, and since I've been in college online, I'll graduate college with an English degree in two years.
And I'm doing dandily, if that is a word.
Home schooled c: how is it like?
And how are you?
I absolutely love it! I get a great education, unlike I would get in public school. I have a wide circle of friends, or at least people I know, because my family is part of a homeschooling group of about fifty families. Plus I get to take electives that interest me and my schedule is flexible enough for me to go out whenever I wish.
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