I... I think I've just sent in the first draft of the new book...
It's rough around the edges, with some bits missing, some chapters blank... I don't mind this at all, because when my agent and me editor look at a first draft like this, they're focussing on the big picture, things like;
Does the story make sense?
Does the story work?
Are the characters consistent?
Is it as tense as it needs to be?
Does it have enough pace?
Is the book any GOOD?
These are all things I don't know, because when your head is down and you're working away, you can't look up and step back far enough to see how everything slots together. I hope they don't have any major issues with it. I hope they like it. I hope they think it's GOOD.
As I explained in a previous post, I scrapped most of what I'd written for this book at the end of December and started again. In the last month, I've had to average about twice my usual daily word amount to reach the deadline. It has been as HELLISH as it has been rewarding. I've barely been able to take any breaks, not even for twitter. The work isn't over, of course it's not, there's still a lot to do — and if my editor or agent find any major flaws in the book, that work will double.
But I managed it. I got the first draft done by writing twice as much per day as usual, and the only way I could do that was by having ridiculous amounts of fun. I wish I could tell you about it — I wish I could tell you the title that spun it off in this brand new direction — but all these things are yet to come.
Right now, though, we are gearing up to release the Armageddon Outta Here paperback in two days. As usual, I found myself in a Catch-22 position. I had a paperback coming out of a book most of you already bought in hardback (or trade paperback — the hardback-sized paperbacks), and I know a lot of you would want every edition available — because you're uber-geeks, just like me. So I wanted to give you an extra story or two (or three, as it turned out) to make it worthwhile. Of course, by including new stories, it kinda also makes people who were NOT intending to buy the paperback want to buy it, cuz they want the new stuff.
I don't like making my readers buy multiple copies of my books. If you want to, hey, go right ahead, I won't stop you, but I've never wanted anyone to feel left out if they don't buy every edition. There are some things, unfortunately, that I can't win no matter what I do. So apologies, for those who feel like they ARE missing out. That was not my intention.
But what ARE these new stories? Well, for those Billy-Ray fans out there, two of these stories are about him. They were sequences that just wouldn't fit in the last few books. Death and Texas throws our favourite hit man deluxe into a Texas Chainsaw Massacre situation, with a notable twist. Eye of the Beholder, meanwhile, explores some of his history — including how and why he lost his eyes.
And then there's Theatre of Shadows. The original version of this was written in an afternoon, behind the scenes at the roleplaying event in Dublin last year. It was at this time that I learned one very important lesson about writing — don't try to write and publish a story in the same day.
The original was flawed. This new version is radically different, and it takes the original's place in canon. So that story that was sent to everyone who took part is now a one-off, never to be reprinted.
There are some other, minor changes to one or two other stories in the collection. For instance, I noticed a mistake too late in Across a Dark Plain, which made a mess of where the story sits in continuity. This mistake is now fixed, as will be a corresponding mistake in one of the books. Remember when the Dead Men were talking about the war, and Shudder's birthday? There was a pretty significant typo that I hadn't spotted, which basically set that story a hundred years after I had meant it to take place. All that is now changed, and once again the stories make sense.
I think.
The paperback is out on Thursday, and right now I'm going to go shopping. The cupboards are bare. I won't be able to poke my head up for too long, though — I got work to do.
Good thing I love it.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
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*hugs back*
*wonders why everyone's suddenly hugging her*
*hugs back*
Bethany: We should leave... Now...
Liliana: You know I do. *she takes a step forward, moving her hands around the back of her head* *she pulls her into a deep kiss, pulling her hair whilst doing so*
*Lav, thanks.
Yeah. Waiting-
Oh. Never mind. Breakfast is ready now.
...
*wonders if she wants to eat later or not*
Yeah. Waiting-
Oh. Never mind. Breakfast is ready now.
...
*wonders if she wants to eat later or not*
(So... where's everyone at?)
Yes. We should.
Onwa: *grins, kissing her deeply back, hands at the small of her back, nails digging into her skin*
*resists the urge to delete her second comment*
Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!
Hi J. Don't really know...?
(If you want to talk, Hope, I'll listen, ok?)
(@Trip but the people affected are close to you, so seeing them... suffer is... funnier.
Hmm... it's all a what-could-have-been because for every person you screw up, your side becomes weaker and the enemy become closer to victory. And yet you still somehow win... hmm... I'll try that. See just how awful I can do if I try to speedrun with a jerk character. See if victory in the trilogy is still attainable.
Still, some of it is just plain evil.)
(Eat :)
Thanks for resisting, Hope.)
(Trip is currently in his bar.)
(Frankly in games I usually play good. In Civ I'm not at all warmongery, and only really go to war to protect smaller nations, or if I've received a big payoff. >:D)
@Trip: Alright, alright.
I'll eat. I just don't know if you guys'll still be on when I come back though...
Okay, Kas, but really, I'm okay. And you're welcome.
*gives a lopsided smile*
*poofs to eat*
(I'm a bit more renegade, but then I have to be to get the job done.
Ah, but there's one action that's just pure evil. Ah, I want to share it.)
(See ya, Hope!)
(I just attack everyone once my army is big enough.... Rome for the win.)
(Nuuu! Population OP! India 4 life!)
(I think Soph has drifted off..I'll probably be following her, I'm knackered. *cuddles everyone*)
(*hugs* Sleep well.)
(*Cuddles Jai*
G'night.)
(*cuddles Jai and snuggles* Good night!)
(*has never played Civ*
Okay, so this is a scene from Mass Effect 3. An Asari Justicar has to kill her daughter because she cannot live outside of a monastery which was just destroyed by the enemy. Guess what jerk Shepard can do?)
(Is it force her to not die?)
Not to mention outdid millions of other sperm in impregnating your mother.
(Yeah, Danni is so strong. So good. *thinks of her*)
*Walks slowly into Trips bar, trying his best to steer clear of anything that's still alive*
*he looks over*
Ah, i f it isn't the one who have my employee a concussion?
What can I getcha?
*Winces at Trips words*
Sorry about that...
I dunno, what do you have that's non-alcoholic?
(And hello, Elleni!)
(Trip, here's a link. Contains gore, so be careful. Don't watch it in front of the baby.)
*turns around*
Hello, Wayke. *extends a hand to him*
(*does not have an actual baby* Also, I'm just getting 404.)
I have literally everything.
*Jumps away from (I'm assuming Tanyas) hand*
Don't touch me!
Is it just me or do you really want to touch him now?
No! You'll die...
*He looks surprised by his own words*
Everything around me dies...
Intriguing...
(Just clicked on the link. It works. And I know XD) Should I just give you the url?)
Lighten up, Wayke. This might be your only chance to shake someone's hand for a while.)
(Yes please.)
(
http://youtu.be/iXhz4CA7eMk
)
*is back*
*tackles everyone*
*grins*
Hallo.
*is back*
*tackles everyone*
*grins*
Hallo.
*is tackled* Herrow!
Breakfast was good, I assume?
*He hesitates for a moment, then places his hand over a nearby potted plant (Don't question it Trip, you now keep potted plants in your bar). Immediately the flowers wither until nothing is left but a few decaying scraps*
*Whispers* I can't control it...
Dang wifi. -_-
Wbd, checking emails. Lots of unread ones today, for some reason.
Yup. Potatoes, salad, apples and toast. Yum. :)
Yup. Potatoes, salad, apples and toast. Yum. :)
(Hello again, Hope! *smiles* :3)
I am not a plant, Wayke.
*hand is still extended in his direction*
(Conveniently placed chairs, why not potted plants?)
*Trip vaults over the bar and begins inspecting Wayne, his nose mere centimeters from him. He hums as he looks, then scurries away. After a moment he returns with as toothpick*
*he throws it at Wayne's face*
*Wayke
Salad for breakfast?
(So did you see jerk Shepard?)
Haha, yeah. :P
Japanese style. They even eat spaghetti for lunch! Well, not sure, but I think pasta for lunch is already pretty normal...
Japanese style as in they eat salad for breakfast. Not that the salad was japanese.
EL!
*hugs*
See! She understands.
*grins at her*
:P
Also, when I was in America, we always had Japanese curry for dinner. Here, we have curry for lunch.
It was odd at first, but I've gotten so used to it. :)
Also, when I was in America, we always had Japanese curry for dinner. Here, we have curry for lunch.
It was odd at first, but I've gotten so used to it. :)
I think it's largely down to what a meal is supposed to do, Elleni.
I suppose salad for breakfast just feels like it's punching above its weight. :P
I did, Tia. I've never found Mass Effect's way of storytelling very compelling, personally.
*rolls her eyes and smiles at Trip*
It wasn't ONLY salad for breakfast anyway. :P
As I said, I had potatoes, apples, and toast too!
*stays hidden, not sure for once, what to even say*
*sighs because wifi is giving her such a hard time*
Why this room? Why MY room? I bet the other rooms in the house have better connection than here!
DX
Hi Loki.
Hi Zaf.
*hugs*
How are you today?
Hey Zaf. How was your day?
It's probably to do with the materials in your walls and the positioning of your hub, Lav.
(Hey, Elleni!
I see. I'm slightly disappointed in ME3 but before that it was pretty solid, pretty fun.
Judging people for when they eat certain foods doesn't make much sense to me. Just eat what and when you want, even if it's cereal at night.)
Haha! Beat that, wifi! Found a spot where Internet loads better. :)
:P
(*hugs Zaffy and holds her*)
(Oh yes Tia. No judgement, only how I'd feel about salad for breakfast.)
Fine. Better then Loki.-Zaf
*nodsnods*
I knew I wasn't being judged. Just the meals are funny sometimes. :P
@Zaf: Is Loki still... Upset(?) about Death?
(Sorry for poofing. Also, trip, if you got that close to Wayke the effects of his magic would start to work on you. It's not so much contact as an aura around him.)
*The toothpick bounces off him without anything remarkable happening*
Um... what was that for?
Aye, good, Lav. Good.
(... :(
That wasn't directed at anyone. Just a general comment.)
:)
Welcome back, J.
Testing.
I'm learning, Wayke. The more I know about you, the better zi can combat the threat you will inevitably become.
And also, rid you of your curse that kills anything you touch, I suppose, if I've got the time.
*hugs Tia*
It's alright. No worries. :)
(I know, Tia. But when one can cover all bases why only cover one?)
*I can combat
A threat..? I don't want to hurt anyone. But getting rid of whatever this is would be nice...
Very upset.-Zaf
Not really part of the role play, but-
Trip, can you do that? Cure Wayke from the curse?
Don't be offended, my real job is eliminating people before they commit crimes. *he begins measuring Wayke's dimensions with a tape measure*
Now, what can you tell me about the curse? How does it kill things?
@Zaf: Ah... Well, hopefully Death will come back on and they can talk some more...
Maybe. I know a lot about curses. If it were a curse, then I may know who to ask.
And if it isn't, you ever know.
*hugs Zaf*
Aye, me too.
Hey, J? I've been meaning to ask for a while, but what is the person on your profile pic from?
*nods*
Cool, Trip. :) Good luck.
*hugs back*
Hopefully she does. I doubt he'll mentally be able to handle this.
-Zaf
*saunters into Trip's bar, with posture so perfect it seems just the slightest bit off* *she doesn't raise her voice quite to a shout, but her tone creates the impression that she's ripping away at something with her words* *her eyes are determined* Trip, I want whatever is your strongest drink.
(That's Zeref from the anime Fairy Tail.)
I don't know. Just... anything that gets within a few inches of me is dead in seconds. I almost killed a girl when I got here...
Shake my hand, Wayke. For science.
*Looks at Tanya with a scared expression, but extends his hand towards hers anyways*
*The second he grabs hold of her hand, her entire arm begins to decay. Her skin becomes grey and wrinkled, and bones begin to show*
*Before it can go any farther he pulls away, stumbling back a few paces obviously scared to death*
*watches the Midgardians*
*hugs Aretha*
*hugs Aretha*
*hugs Aretha*
((I'm not the Aretha you think I am, Lavender, though I'll pass the hugs on to her for you.))
*curses wifi*
@J: I've heard a lot about Fairy Tail. Sounds interesting, but haven't had the chance to watch it yet.
*curses wifi*
@J: I've heard a lot about Fairy Tail. Sounds interesting, but haven't had the chance to watch it yet.
*curses wifi*
@J: I've heard a lot about Fairy Tail. Sounds interesting, but haven't had the chance to watch it yet.
*laughs*
Three times in both comments! Oh my gads. XD
@Aretha: I had a feeling. Thanks.
*laughs*
Three times in both comments! Oh my gads. XD
@Aretha: I had a feeling. Thanks.
(Hello Aretha and Loki!)
Hello, stranger!
*refocuses on Wayke*
*he touches her and her skin becomes grey and wrinkled, and the metallic arm underneath begins to show*
Interesting...
(Did everyone leave?)
Nope, I was just distant. Back now though. Sorry.
^^' :P
(I'm here.)
It's not "interesting"! It's terrifying...
Seems like my wifi's cooperating again... Hopefully...
(S'okay.
And I'll be going to sleep now. It's 1 am. Good night, guys!)
Have a good night, Tia!
*hugs*
(Night, Tia.)
*looks at Wayke, and smiles in a challenging manner* I've seen worlds of things more terrifying than you.
Seems like everyone else is either quiet or they poofed..
Seems like everyone else is either quiet or they poofed..
And of course I comment a moment late. -_-
XP
And of course I comment a moment late. -_-
XP
*is now finding her wifi's double posting so horrible, it amuses her*
*is now finding her wifi's double posting so horrible, it amuses her*
*Looks at Aretha, his scared boy demeanor leaving him for a moment as something flashes in his eyes*
How terrifying would they be as withered husks?
*her smile becomes more cheerful* Open your mind, little boy. Not everything decays, and not everything leaves a withered husk behind if it does. But most of the things I can think of that would fit your narrow description would be much less terrifying if they withered away.
Everything dies.
Sorry. I have to go now.
Bye guys.
*hugs*
Sorry. I have to go now.
Bye guys.
*hugs*
(Bye Lav.
*hugs*)
((Goodbye, Lavender.))
*releases a soft, melodic giggle, raising a slender hand to hide her lips* Everything in your world, maybe. Are you angry?
He blinks a couple times*
Wha- no... Who are you?
I am Aretha, the High Queen of Surreality. In other words, the Queen of dreams. Though I rule much more than just that. *her eyes shine with a ferocity that closely resembles innocent excitement* Who are you?
*Raises an eyebrow*
You rule dreams... right... I'm Wayke Sephrian.
Sure, that's your name- but who are you, really? Tell me something about yourself.
I'm around....just...yeah...-Zaf
I don't know... Last thing I can remember is walking out of the woods with a trail of dead trees and grass behind me.
(Hey Zaf.)
*hops in*
*begins singing*
IN A BANANA TREE A STARFISH EATS A MANGO. A MANGO! IN A POTATO TREE AN ELEPHANT EATS A SNAIL. A SNAIL!
THERE ARE NO BANANAS IN THE SKY (in the sky)
THERE ARE NO BANANAS IN THE SKY (in the sky!)
THERE'S A MOON AND A SUN AND A BANANA (Yes, Banana!) CREAM PIE,
BUT THERE ARE NO BANANAS IN THE SKY! (In the sky!)
*Poofs in a puff of liquefied Apple juice*
((Hello, Zafira.
I'll probably leave soon.))
*the barest hint of a sigh escapes her lips* That doesn't mean you don't know anything about yourself. Are you right or left handed, or ambidextrous? What's your favorite color? Do you like the smell of running water? What clothes are you wearing, and how do you feel about them?
((Hello, Dugglyn.))
...
I'm right handed, my favorite color is red, it would be black but that's a shade, water doesn't really smell like anything, I appear to be wearing a robe of sorts and it suits me just fine.
(Hiya Dug.)
Who do you think you are? *she poses that as an honest question, rather than an expression of distaste*
I don't know. I'm me, a kid who kills everything he touches.
You think that defines you?
You come up with something better.
It doesn't say anything about your thoughts, your mind- who you really are. That just tells me about what happens around you. And it's not even true all the time. Here- touch me. *she smoothly extends her hand towards him*
(Before doing this I should probably explain how his magic works. Anything alive that comes within about two inches of his skin begins to die regardless of species. Being immune to certain things, such as a natural death by old age or illness or such have no effect. If it can die and it gets near Wayke for about five seconds (Give or take a few depending on the resistance of the thing/being in question), it dies.)
*Tentatively reaches out and grasps her hand, ready to pull back before any permanent damage can be done*
Am I a weirdo? If I'm not a weirdo than she's a mango bean but she is a mango.
Naw, I'm not a weirdo.
((I can heal myself rather quickly, so I imagined I could regenerate whatever parts of myself are being destroyed as it happens. Would that work against this kind of magic?))
(That depends on how quickly you can heal... if you can stop your arm from dying in under five seconds then yes.)
((Lovely.))
*she remains perfectly composed, and lightly pulls him closer to her*
*Starts to resist a little as she pulls him closer*
*she steps closer to him, and smoothly pulls him into a hug, wrapping her arms around him* I'm not dying.
*pops in*
*pokes Ari*
*pops out*
*watching Thor because she's that bored*
*is scared at how my gerbils woke up to Loki's voice*
*wonders if they have man crushes*
-Zaf
((Hello, Jubilance. I am not the Aretha you meant to poke, but I'll pass that on to her.))
*His mouth opens in shock and he freezes*
Y- you're not dying...
*she giggles again, and hugs him tighter, then kisses his forehead before she steps away* No, I'm not. Now, I have people to look after. *her smile softens, and she casts a wave over her shoulder as she turns away* *takes a few steps, then blurs into nothing as though she had been a mirage*
So that awkward moment when I was going through my stuff for my birthday party and I was like; Wait why isn't Loki...oh he's the antagonist.
It's themed around The Avengers.
I feel extremely blonde now, I mean thanks to my lunatic friends I AM blonde for real but...
-Zaf
*He wobbles, almost falling to his knees, before steadying himself and quickly taking a seat*
Zanida: Should I be concerned that Loki has not spoken since last night?
Thor: Perhaps he is grieving.
Zanida: I can't stand seeing him hurt like this! What was Rose thinking? If she cared about him she wouldn't hurt him like this. He already deals with the fact he's adopted, Frigga's death, and the fact he lost his leadership of Asgard. The last one he called upon himself, but still...
Thor: I understand, Zanida, but we cannot sway Rose.
Zanida: So we should let Loki suffer? We're lucky we don't have to call upon the valkyries! He's not sane as it is, we very well know that. What if Alastair or Niccolò take his true name?
Thor: Then we eliminate the threat.
Zanida: I am not killing Niccolò! Killing Alastair would be great, but unfortunatly trees, crows, and grass have ears so we can't exactly plan that.
Thor: No! *laughs* We keep Loki from threatening them.
Zanida: How do we....stop Loki? Thor, you know how he is.
Thor: We need to keep him from gaining control of anything, whether it is Midgard, or an army.
Zanida: He could have made a deal with Lucifer! You know this...
Thor: Zanida....I-
Am plotting against my brother? I heard.
Zanida: Brother! What a pleasant...surprise!
Surprise, was it? *vanishes*
Thor: Loki, enough of your tricks.
*appears behind Zanida, grabbing her* I am being very rational now, Thor.
Zanida: Loki...let go of me:
*lets go of her, vanishing*
Zanida: Oh....Loki!!
*appears near his sister again* What do you want?
Zanida: I'll try talking to Rose. Maybe her hormones are acting up.
*stays quiet*
Thor: What are you afraid of? You have a silver tongue, yet here we stand, you lost for words.
Is it worth the thought? I know not.
Zanida: Talking to Rose?
Yes. I do not appreciate women in my life dying or leaving me. I have a small list of people I care for, dominated by a few women.
Zanida: She's got a head, but she may feel like you trying to take over Midgard...
I know, Zanida. I shouldn't have tried.
Zanida: At least you see the error of your ways, brother.
Yes, for now.
Thor: Let us go home, we can decide what to do then.
The twins....
Zanida: They'll be safe with us.
If they come.
Zanida: If? You mean when.
When...*vanishes*
*Several hours pass as between the two Frost Giants, they all go home to Asgard. The twins and Ricci race around the palace, while the adults gather, they have better problems to worry about*
Thor: There is....an issue....in Svartlfheim.
Zanida: Go on.
I know what it is. I care not, but Malikith is involved. I would like to settle for his life in return for Mother's.
Thor: You will not be leaving this realm, Loki.
Who is it to stop me? You?
Zanida: I am.
Thor: If you attempt to leave, you go to your cell.if you want to go to Midgard when Rose is back, Zanida can take you.
(Well, good night Blogland.)
Good night, J.
Good trail mix
Is there another kind, Ms. Cryptic?
Bethany: *she places one hand on Silente's shoulder and the other on Claire's, vanishing in a flash of gold and reappearing inside theirr house*
Liliana: *she grins, breaking away from the kiss* Hmm... Just because this dress has no shoulders or back doesn't mean you can do that. Actually, yes it does. But you're nowhere near close enough to draw blood. *she pulls Onwa's hair again, kissing her*
*turns and hugs Bethany and Claire tightly*
I pray that that works out..
Onwa: *grins, kissing her back, hands growing cold enough to burn, pressing Liliana to her by the small of her back with those freezing hands*
Well, there are a lot of kinds that aren't as good as the kind my mom just bought a big bag of.
I suppose, but "worse" does not necessarily imply "bad".
(Hello Fabi, Sir.)
Greetings, Ms. Tempest.
(How are you Sir? And your author.)
(Hello, Jaimie. *hugs her tightly*)
Bethany: Me too... *hugs her back*
Claire: *she hugs her back* I like Liliana.
Liliana: *she flinches a little, breaking away from the kiss* Now, I can't let you get away with that, can I? *her hands glow purple and chains wrap around Onwa's wrists, pulling them behind her back before fastening together* *she kisses her fiercely*
Both myself and my author are acutely fine, thank you very much. How do you, yourself fare, Ms. Tempest?
(*hugs tightly back*)
*smiles*
She's not so bad..so hasn't the best intentions though..
Onwa: *smirks at the chains, kissing her fiercely back, pressing against lil, her whole body getting ridiculously hot*
(I believe my snowy venture yesterday may have given me a cold but I'm otherwise fine.)
(Hello, Sir.)
Claire: When I was with her she was only firing white energy...
Liliana: *she smiles, gently making a scratch down her face with her fingernail* I have no idea why you're doing that. You're hot enough already. And you won't melt those chains. *her hand glows purple and more chains wrap around her ankles to limit how far she can walk* *another chain wraps around her neck* *she pulls on the chain around her neck* This way. We have a lot of catching up to do.
(I will be back soon.)
(Okay Soph.)
*frowns*
But...Liliana fires black energy..
Onwa: *grins*
Good.
*manages to find a way to walk that doesn't look stupid, even if she can't fully stretch her long legs*
True enough, though if there is no bad trail mix, what does good trail mix even mean?
I need sleep... Bye.
Sleep well, Ms. Cryptic.
Claire: I know. But she was firing white.
Liliana: And I thought you'd protest. *grins, leading her to her castle*
*frowns, looking at Beth*
What...does white mean?
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow*
Protest? Why would I protest if I'm exactly where I want to be? And we DO have a lot to catch up on.
*smirks*
And I fully intend to get every seconds worth.
*pops in, looking surprised*
...
Huh, well that's a new one. Popping in instead of poking or poofing or-
*realizes she uses a lot of enter/exit ways that start with P*
Well, I have vanish and fades and-
*also realizes she's just talking to herself*
Hello? Anyone still on? Warning though, wbd.
Somebody on? At this hour? Please, do not act so silly, Ms. Ho-
...
Ah.
(Hello Lavi!)
*tackles Sir*
Haha! How be you, Sir?
*tackles Sir*
Haha! How be you, Sir?
As I said above, acutely fine, Ms. Hope. Thank you for asking. How do you feel?
Hi Silli!
Still have a snow day?
Haa... I'm going to say it. I officially hate my wifi.
*wants to hit a certain something with a hammer*
(No :( )
Besides being uber annoyed at my wifi, I'm feeling pretty good.
*smiles*
Good to hear you're fine, Sir. :)
Aww. That sucks. :(
*hugs Sil*
(*hugs back* and my networks down so I cant text, call, or use mobile data!)
(I have once again managed to acquire signal.)
Bethany: Good intentions? But it can change... It isn't permanent.
Liliana: You want to be walking in chains? How very sweet of you. *she places her hand on Onwa's shoulder, and they vanish in a flash of grey, reappearing inside her castle* *she sits on her throne with her legs crossed* Get on your knees.
(Yey *cuddles* Msd..)
Okay..is that good or bad?
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow, smirking*
*obliges her, eyes glowing, casting a faint silver light, and go gracefully to her knees, using air to levitate herself*
*glares at her wifi more*
Stop causing everyone else's Internet to have problems, ya dang piece of wire!
...
No, talking to my wifi isn't crazy at all. Nope.
(xD Lavender.)
(Nah, it's the snow that's killed my network I think...)
*glares at her wifi more*
Stop causing everyone else's Internet to have problems, ya dang piece of wire!
...
No, talking to my wifi isn't crazy at all. Nope.
*glares at her wifi more*
Stop causing everyone else's Internet to have problems, ya dang piece of wire!
...
No, talking to my wifi isn't crazy at all. Nope.
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