@Silente: That would take ages to get there and D always organises these things and like she wouldn't appreciate me going "Hang on, let's wipe six hours or so out of your day for no reason!" :/
Annabelle: *gets up, fiddling with the hem of the shirt, walking round* *sighs and contemplates just borrowing some of Jesa's underwear to avoid going home* *shakes head and sits down again* *gets up and starts cleaning*
*the girl nods* The clearing! Let's go! *jumps up and starts walking in the wrong direction*
Flo: It's not your fault at all, I was bound to leave at some point, our house being bombed and then her being all protective kinda did it for me and all I said to her I meant.
I- Iris. *the girl is surprised she remembers this* Or at least that's what my parents called me from birth... *the girl can't remember her family but just remembers a voice calling her name from sleep* What's your name?
Iris: Ashlea Crimson... Nice to meet you too! Is that your actual name? I thought Crimson was a colour and I've certainly never met someone with a colour as their name... Not that I would remember.
(Nope. Just fucking ruined the drawing. I can't get Valyire's face right and skulduggery isn't looking down at her. Roughly everything else is fine. For my standards. Which is shit. *wants to just give up, doesn't know how to fix it, pencil isn't sharp and the paper is dirty now* UGH!)
(Sorry. Was drugging myself to help with the cold ;P)
*nods* Some part of her is good...
Annabelle: *has cleaned the cave, including Jesabelles room* *nods* Thank you.. *walks off a moment, going to the bathroom, striping then changing* *pads back silently and looks up at Jesa, waiting for her to eat first*
Manuel: Okay. You may feel a strange tugging sensation in your mind. Do not worry. *enters her mind, searching calmly, reaching her long term memory quickly*
Manuel: *also winces* *spreads a calm feeling throughout Iris' mind and starts tackling the walls which are preventing Iris from viewing her memories* *mumbles* Please do not resist.
Annabelle: *whines slightly at the sight of the knife* *flattens herself to the floor, muzzle between her front paws, tail flat out behind her* *still watching Jesa, looking at her feet, not her eyes*
(Nuh! *cuddles friendship Manuel* Friendship Manuel started when Amethyst and also you I think Tia were discussing how hard it was to make friends. Amethyst said there should me a Manuel as she misspelt it or something thus the seed was sewn.)
Jesa - *slices down with the knife and cuts the dear's head off, blood gushing out onto the clean floor* Sorry. I told you that you shouldn't have. *Changes into a wolf and tears open the dear's skin*
Iris: *chokes back a sob* I lived in Mount Olympus (heard of it?) with my family, but a couple of days ago they were all killed. My parents sent me here before they died, they told me to look for my long lost twin sister... *looks up, hope shining in her eyes* Velvet Shadows, you heard of her?
Iris: *nods* Okay Manuel, it was nice meeting you and thanks so much for all the help! *two horses come trotting up to Iris and Ashlea* You afraid of horses?
Still. Being locked away is never nice, even if you deserve it. And are you really free to cast judgement when you haven't lived as she has? Your life has been different to hers, and her life has made her who she is. Locking her up won't change that.
Ashlea: *beams* That's cool.. *strokes her mares neck* Hello..
Iris: Being the Goddess of Rainbows has its advantages. *Ashlea's mare also grows wings* If your wondering about the name, I chose Sparkle when I was four... *blushes* *Sparkle kneels as Iris mounts*
Ashlea: *looks amazed at the wings* *hugs the mares neck* I don't mind. Sparkle is a nice name. *easily mounts the pegasus without it having the bend down* What's this one called..?
Iris: *frowns* I don't know, Sparkle must know her somehow, when I whistled she knew to bring a friend for you but she's yours now to keep if you want, you name her. Just a warning, if you name her you're the only one she'll respond to (apart from me) and you can't change her name afterwards. I learnt that the hard way... *hugs Sparkle*
She's..she lies a lot Claire. And kills. And manipulates. And..well, and does a lot more. She's corrupt, and she corrupts those around her. But that doesn't mean she can't change.
Iris: *laughs* Of course! She would have thrown you off otherwise! *leans forward to speak to Sparkle* I need to find Velvet, can you track her? *Sparkle whinnies*'You can? Then let's go! *Sparkle slowly trots higher up into the sky, then pauses to wait for Ashlea*
OH! I worked out the answer to the thingy about Aretha's universe and the skin discrimination. I was just in the middle of lunch when I thought of it and went OH.
Just because the light-skinned people are not as powerful doesn't mean that they don't still have value as people, and that they don't have other skills and other contributions. Also, I can't rolepley very well - partially just because of a lack of doingness - but I'm good at and enjoy debating about how to roleplay, so even if light-skinned people can't do any actual creating, that doesn't mean they have to have lesser jobs such as being factory workers or whatever. In fact, you could argue that the dark-skinned people should be the factory workers, as they can create, whereas as the light-skinned people have been born without creation they are obvious intended to oversee and organise the creation instead. (not what I think - just an argument that could be argued). So, no, I don't think that's any excuse for discriminating against them.
(I also suppose it depends what is valued in different cultures. I mean, here we go again, but in the Stormlight Archive - in Alethi culture, they massively value soldiers and fighting for honour (well. It's seen as really honourable to fight for glory/vegeance. The lighteyes are, in general, just concerned about getting money/land), so anyone with those skills is really highly valued and the farmers are just really low-down lowerclass people who are fulfilling necessary (because soldiers need to eat) roles, but not well-respected ones. However, in Shinovar (other side of the continent. In Shin the storms are really mild so they have plants like we do in our universe and their grass is like ours too and they also have soil. It's sooo weird to look at Shin's plantlife through the perspective of the other, non-Shin characters, because all of a sudden grass that stays in the ground and doesn't pull away seems the weirdest thing ever, which doesn't make sense because it shouldn't seem weird to me because I grew up with it, but if you look at it through their perspective . . . storm it, I'm rambling now), being a farmer is the most productuve thing you can ever do because creating and making food is really valued, whereas being a soldier is a really bad job because they really don't value violence. A Thaylen (uh . . . that's an island below Alethkar. I suppose it's like an equivilent Germany or something compared to the America of Alethkar. Well, probably a bit lower down in the social system than Germany, but) character visited Shinovar for the first time at one point in the book, and some people were walking towards her (over the weird-to-her-but-normal-to-us grass), and there was a man dressed in really rich, exotic clothing and he looked really well-off and really upper-class, and surrounding him were these poor-looking men in drab clothes, and she was like (about the main man) "Ah, I suppose he's a high-ranking soldier" and her . . . kind of guardian was like "No, he's a farmer" and she was like "A FARMER???" and he was like "Those men around him are the soldiers" and she was like ???!!!!???? because it was just all backwards to her. But of course, to the Shin, her system would be all backwards. And I suppose that in Aretha's charater's culture, being able to create things with your mind is really valued, and that's seen as the most someone can achieve in life. But actually, I think most cultures would benefit if they acknowledged that there were lots of different, equally awesome skills, and that there is a place for everyone to shine, and that being a farmer and being a soldier are BOTH cool things to be, and just because one seems of little worth doesn't mean it is and doesn't mean it has to be.
Aretha's culture is based almost solely on survival of the fittest, ever since she took over. If you can kill or force someone into hiding or banishment, it is generally accepted that you can take their place in the social order. Or, if a rise in power is not accepted, someone could keep their new position by killing any dissenters. The Queen is in power because no one can defeat her. The main advantage of the creators is that in battle, they can create any manner of weapons, and suddenly change the environment of weaker opponents. Suppose the ground were to melt slowly beneath your feet while someone shot you with hypothetically endless ammunition.
There are very few factories- for the most part, the powerful create whatever they need, and lighter skinned servants are provided for by their masters, but most who do not serve make shelters and clothes out of scraps.
Kayleigh: I don't deserve life, I have nothing to live for anymore, you have this Queen thing in the bag, you don't need me. *turns to the healers and her eyes flash red as a warning*
(I currently have two ideas. Neither currently have names.
One: Isn't actually a villain. Has uncontrollable magic that causes anything he/she touches (maybe even gets near) to wither and die. Basic story progression involves being slowly driven mad by the alienation from society among other things.
Two: Is actually a villain. Uses an advanced form of glyphs capable of creating unbreakable laws. Seeks to unite the whole world, warped utopia, yadda yadda yadda.)
(Those sounds good... I've been doing some internet hunting and thought up Wayke Sephrian for #1. Wayke cause it sounds cool and is a contrast to death, a never ending sleep, and Sephrian cause a seraph, an angel, a being you meet after death.)
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:/
*pops his head into Ariadne's room*
I have some magical clothes, if you need some?
Tsu: You? worried about me?
*smirks*
*Holds her closer*
I'm sorry for what happened to you and your sister...It was my fault. I went too far.
Jesa - *is out hunting randomly in the forest*
*flops back on her bed*
(WBD, drawing.)
(I be off now, bye all)
Magical clothes?
(Hey Trip! *tacklehugs*)
Yup. Cloth, too.
(*is tacklehugged* Herrow. How are ye?)
(Bye Ed)
Annabelle: *gets up, fiddling with the hem of the shirt, walking round*
*sighs and contemplates just borrowing some of Jesa's underwear to avoid going home*
*shakes head and sits down again*
*gets up and starts cleaning*
*the girl nods* The clearing! Let's go! *jumps up and starts walking in the wrong direction*
Flo: It's not your fault at all, I was bound to leave at some point, our house being bombed and then her being all protective kinda did it for me and all I said to her I meant.
Ashlea: um miss? Wrong way..
*smiles gently*
Right! *walks the other way*
Ashlea: *walks with her*
What's your name? I bet its something pretty.
I- Iris. *the girl is surprised she remembers this* Or at least that's what my parents called me from birth... *the girl can't remember her family but just remembers a voice calling her name from sleep* What's your name?
Ashlea: I'm Ashlea Crimson, nice to meet you.
Iris: Ashlea Crimson... Nice to meet you too! Is that your actual name? I thought Crimson was a colour and I've certainly never met someone with a colour as their name... Not that I would remember.
...
I have a project
Also a story...
But it's a story I don't think I want to share with the general populace of Blogland. At least not yet.
The project, though, is something you'll get to see pretty soon.
(Ohh. I like projects and stories!)
Ashlea: *nods* that's my actual name.
(ELLIE!!!*cuddles*)
(Awesome Fabi!
Thanks Elleni!)
Iris: But... Your parents called you that? *looks up* Sorry, I don't want to seem rude by asking so many questions...
(*frowns* aren't you at school?)
(I am back.)
Ember: If she was planning something bad, she would have already done it.
Ashlea: I..Dont have parents. I was sorta just..made. I'm a clone technically, but I'm still my own person.
*nods*
(*cuddles Sophi*)
Not necessarily.
(Ah okay. *CUDDLES EL TIGHTLY*)
(Hey Soph!)
Iris: Oh... I'm sorry? *is not sure what a clone is but decides to keep quiet*
(Hi/Bye Elleni, good luck with the pacer!)
(GOOD LUCK EL! DON'T DIE!)
Ashlea: it's fine. I don't need parents, or my creator. I have Leri.
(*cuddles Jaimie back*)
Bethany: She isn't the most patient of people...
(Sounds really cool Fabi!)
(Hibye Elleni)
Iris: *nods, wondering who Leri is* So, how far is it to the clearing?
(Hi Trip!)
Good luck, Elleni. [hugs]
The project might be cool.
The story...is really really not cool...
But I appreciate your enthusiasm.
Maybe she just pretends to be impatient. Or maybe she just likes being underestimated, so that she can have the surprise factor.
Ashlea: we'll be there soon..
Manuel: *is in the clearing*
Iris: Good. *decides that she must never have liked walking and wonders how she got around*
(I was here just earlier Velv...)
I rather suspect it will be cool.
(Yes but I was rude and didn't say hi before.)
Ashlea: *walks into the clearing and smiles at Manuel*
Hey friend!
Manuel: *6" Or so, muscular chest bare, ragged jeans*
*nods*
Hello Ashlea.
Iris: *smiles at Manuel* Nice to meet you!
(Thanks. :)
Manuel: Nice to meet you too.
*holds out a hand for her to shake*
May I enquire as to your name?
Iris: I'm Iris, and you are? *shakes his hand*
Manuel: *shakes her hand too*
Friendship Manuel.
Iris: Everyone here has such awesome names!
Bethany: That might be possible...
Claire: I quite like her.
Manuel: *smiles* i chose my name.
*rolls eyes*
Don't let her trick you Claire.
Does anyone have any music recommendations? I'm looking for something new to listen to.
(ATL?)
(Avril Lavigne, Moss!)
Iris: *frowns* You were alowwed to choose your own name? I wasn't...
Manuel: Some people here take a second name, to protect themselves.
Iris: Why would you need to protect yourself? Do I need to choose another name?
Manuel: Maybe. It's so I cant be controlled.
Claire: I didn't know I was being tricked...
Ember: I have to say, I do not especially like her.
(Okay, thanks. I'll look up some of her songs)
You aren't, probably. But be on guard.
*nods at Ember*
I..she isn't all bad.
(She's my favourite artist!)
Iris: So... You could control me now? Unless I choose a new name?
Manuel: *shakes his head*
No. Not me. I wouldn't know how. But others I'm afraid could, and perhaps would should it help them.
What's it like to actually have a favorite artist?
I can never pick a favorite anything!
(It's great Moss, they really inspire you to write yourself.)
Iris: *frowns* Okay... I'll have to think about that... By why have I been brought here?
Ashlea: Manuel is a sensitive..I thought he could help you..
Manuel: I heard you have a lack of memories?
iris: *nods* The last thing I remember is Ashlea and waking up. My name is the only thing I've brought with me here.
Manuel: I may be able to help you. Would you be willing to having your mind entered?
Claire: Okay...
Bethany: She isn't. I know she isn't...
How are they magical, Trip?
(Sorry, really distant. It turns out I'm better at drawing than I thought. Kinda.)
Tsu: You could come and live with me...and my sister.
She also lives with her husband and twins though.
Jesa - *comes back with a dead dear, she broke it's neck*
Here, breakfast.
Iris: *shrugs* There's nothing I know that I wouldn't want you to see.
Flo: *smiles* I don't know, if you all need space I'm sure I could find somewhere...
(Nope. Just fucking ruined the drawing. I can't get Valyire's face right and skulduggery isn't looking down at her. Roughly everything else is fine. For my standards. Which is shit.
*wants to just give up, doesn't know how to fix it, pencil isn't sharp and the paper is dirty now*
UGH!)
Tsu: Or we can get a place for ourselves? *kisses her forehead*
Flo: *wraps arms around him* If you're alright with moving away from your family.
(Sorry. Was drugging myself to help with the cold ;P)
*nods*
Some part of her is good...
Annabelle: *has cleaned the cave, including Jesabelles room*
*nods*
Thank you..
*walks off a moment, going to the bathroom, striping then changing*
*pads back silently and looks up at Jesa, waiting for her to eat first*
Manuel: Okay. You may feel a strange tugging sensation in your mind. Do not worry.
*enters her mind, searching calmly, reaching her long term memory quickly*
Tsu: it's not as if we'll never see them again Flo
*smiles*
Now eh...where were we?
*lays her gently on the grass*
Iris: *winces*
Flo: *pulls Tsu down*
(CRUD CALPOL MAKES YOU SLEEPY DOESN'T IT?!)
Manuel: *also winces*
*spreads a calm feeling throughout Iris' mind and starts tackling the walls which are preventing Iris from viewing her memories*
*mumbles*
Please do not resist.
Iris: *relaxes*
Manuel: *also relaxes*
*eventually breaks down all the walls and barriers*
*exits her mind, nodding*
It is done.
Ember: A very, very small part which she never shows.
*shrugs*
Still a part of her. Better than nothing. Small things can grow.
Jesa - You eh...cleaned the place...
You shouldn't have...
*Grabs a huge pointed knife*
("Small things can grow" she said, not realizing just how ironic that was to her own situation giving that she was a midget.)
Tsu: *Runs a hand slightly under her top*
*Kisses her passionately*
Iris: *flicks through all the memories rapidly* Whoa... *stumbles* I was right... I'm not from these parts.
Flo: *kisses back*
Annabelle: *whines slightly at the sight of the knife*
*flattens herself to the floor, muzzle between her front paws, tail flat out behind her*
*still watching Jesa, looking at her feet, not her eyes*
Ashlea: *catches her, supporting her*
Iris: Thanks Ashlea... I may not be from here but it looks like I'm staying...
(Hey, Manuel is like, half-mine, isn't he?
Or am I being stupid again?
:/
Anyway, hello.)
*her clones bring back the unrefined metals to the bunker, and she continues work on making a near-indestructible metal skeleton for Rotia*
(*huggles Tia* Hey! Do you need Kayleigh right now?)
(Nuh!
*cuddles friendship Manuel*
Friendship Manuel started when Amethyst and also you I think Tia were discussing how hard it was to make friends. Amethyst said there should me a Manuel as she misspelt it or something thus the seed was sewn.)
Ashlea: *frowns*
Don't you want to go home?
Ember: It can if you allow it to.
Iris: I- I can't...
She just needs a reason to allow it.
*shrugs*
I was worse until I met Beth. Lil just needs to settle down..
Ashlea: why not..?
Jesa - *slices down with the knife and cuts the dear's head off, blood gushing out onto the clean floor*
Sorry. I told you that you shouldn't have.
*Changes into a wolf and tears open the dear's skin*
Annabelle: *watches her eating, staying low to the ground*
*creeps forwards slowly, still watching, checking that she's allowed to*
Iris: *chokes back a sob* I lived in Mount Olympus (heard of it?) with my family, but a couple of days ago they were all killed. My parents sent me here before they died, they told me to look for my long lost twin sister... *looks up, hope shining in her eyes* Velvet Shadows, you heard of her?
Ashlea: *tilts her head*
Silente mentioned her..
(Sorry, distant, I'll return eventually.)
Jesa - *Stops eating and stares at Annabelle with her bright green eyes*
(gtg bye guys...)
(Okay Tia!)
Iris: She's here? Great! I need to speak to her... Should I leave it or go now? I mean, I don't even know where she lives...
(Bye Aria!)
Ember: She's had a thousand years to settle down. She's had more, in fact.
(Bye Aria. Love you sis. Continue tomorrow hopefully!)
Annabelle: *whines slightly and slows down before stopping completely and laying down fully again, submitting, watching*
*waiting for her turn to eat*
*shrugs*
Beth had a thousand years or more, she's only just found someone..
*smiles, squeezing Beth's hand*
Love is unpredictable.
Ashlea: I...You could go now?
*walks away* -Zaf
Iris: *nods* Okay... You coming? *whistles*
(Come back Zaf!)
Ember: But I doubt she needs love. She needs to be locked up.
Bethany: It may help her...
(Zaf?)
Ashlea: Sure! Why not?
Manuel: I however will not be coming, forgive me.
(Manuel: *watches Soph before retreating back to his part of Jai's brain*)
No. Ember how can you suggest locking her up after what happened to you?
Iris: *nods* Okay Manuel, it was nice meeting you and thanks so much for all the help! *two horses come trotting up to Iris and Ashlea* You afraid of horses?
Ashlea: *smiles brightly*
Aww! They're so pretty!
*holds a hand out to one of them*
Ember: I hadn't done anything wrong! She has.
Iris: *grins and strokes her horse's mane* *two wings grow out from her sides* Sparkle! *hugs the Pegasus tightly*
Still. Being locked away is never nice, even if you deserve it. And are you really free to cast judgement when you haven't lived as she has? Your life has been different to hers, and her life has made her who she is. Locking her up won't change that.
Ashlea: *beams*
That's cool..
*strokes her mares neck*
Hello..
Iris: Being the Goddess of Rainbows has its advantages. *Ashlea's mare also grows wings* If your wondering about the name, I chose Sparkle when I was four... *blushes* *Sparkle kneels as Iris mounts*
Bump.
Ember: *she shakes head* Forget it. You don't lock people up to change who they are - you lock them up to keep them away.
Ashlea: *looks amazed at the wings*
*hugs the mares neck*
I don't mind. Sparkle is a nice name.
*easily mounts the pegasus without it having the bend down*
What's this one called..?
*nods*
I know that. And that will hardly help Liliana.
Iris: *frowns* I don't know, Sparkle must know her somehow, when I whistled she knew to bring a friend for you but she's yours now to keep if you want, you name her. Just a warning, if you name her you're the only one she'll respond to (apart from me) and you can't change her name afterwards. I learnt that the hard way... *hugs Sparkle*
(Hey Tia!)
Ashlea: really? I can look after her?
*looks very excited and happy*
Bethany: It won't help her at all...
Claire: I don't see the problem with her...
She's..she lies a lot Claire. And kills. And manipulates. And..well, and does a lot more. She's corrupt, and she corrupts those around her. But that doesn't mean she can't change.
Iris: *laughs* Of course! She would have thrown you off otherwise! *leans forward to speak to Sparkle* I need to find Velvet, can you track her? *Sparkle whinnies*'You can? Then let's go! *Sparkle slowly trots higher up into the sky, then pauses to wait for Ashlea*
Ashlea: *grins*
*thinks for a moment*
*nods*
Petal..follow Sparkle!
Iris: *grins* Nice name! *watches Ashlea and Petal until they are at the same height, then Sparkle continues to fly towards Velvet's location*
Petal: *follows Sparkle*
Ashlea: thanks!
Iris: *grins* You're welcome!
Sparkle: *spots Velvet below and begins to descend*
Claire: ... Oh, okay.
Realizing you made a typo right after hitting the submit button on a French exercise that only has one attempt. :-/
(*sighs*
20+ blog posts down and I am no closer to origin of Manuel.
*sighs again*
*wishes everyone a good afternoon and leaves*)
@Lantern: :/ That sucks. :/ :/
*silent*
Person I'm emailing -
"I realise I know very little about you. I want to know three things about you. Make it interesting."
WELL
HELP. :P
*tries to think of three things*
*hugs Zaf*
(Hey Zaffy and Bubble.)
Hi. :)
*trying to think of three interesting things about me*
The problem is, you don't know what other people find interesting so you don't know where to specify . . .
(Indeed, Star.)
OH!
I worked out the answer to the thingy about Aretha's universe and the skin discrimination. I was just in the middle of lunch when I thought of it and went OH.
Just because the light-skinned people are not as powerful doesn't mean that they don't still have value as people, and that they don't have other skills and other contributions. Also, I can't rolepley very well - partially just because of a lack of doingness - but I'm good at and enjoy debating about how to roleplay, so even if light-skinned people can't do any actual creating, that doesn't mean they have to have lesser jobs such as being factory workers or whatever. In fact, you could argue that the dark-skinned people should be the factory workers, as they can create, whereas as the light-skinned people have been born without creation they are obvious intended to oversee and organise the creation instead.
(not what I think - just an argument that could be argued).
So, no, I don't think that's any excuse for discriminating against them.
(I also suppose it depends what is valued in different cultures. I mean, here we go again, but in the Stormlight Archive - in Alethi culture, they massively value soldiers and fighting for honour (well. It's seen as really honourable to fight for glory/vegeance. The lighteyes are, in general, just concerned about getting money/land), so anyone with those skills is really highly valued and the farmers are just really low-down lowerclass people who are fulfilling necessary (because soldiers need to eat) roles, but not well-respected ones.
However, in Shinovar (other side of the continent. In Shin the storms are really mild so they have plants like we do in our universe and their grass is like ours too and they also have soil. It's sooo weird to look at Shin's plantlife through the perspective of the other, non-Shin characters, because all of a sudden grass that stays in the ground and doesn't pull away seems the weirdest thing ever, which doesn't make sense because it shouldn't seem weird to me because I grew up with it, but if you look at it through their perspective . . . storm it, I'm rambling now), being a farmer is the most productuve thing you can ever do because creating and making food is really valued, whereas being a soldier is a really bad job because they really don't value violence. A Thaylen (uh . . . that's an island below Alethkar. I suppose it's like an equivilent Germany or something compared to the America of Alethkar. Well, probably a bit lower down in the social system than Germany, but) character visited Shinovar for the first time at one point in the book, and some people were walking towards her (over the weird-to-her-but-normal-to-us grass), and there was a man dressed in really rich, exotic clothing and he looked really well-off and really upper-class, and surrounding him were these poor-looking men in drab clothes, and she was like (about the main man) "Ah, I suppose he's a high-ranking soldier" and her . . . kind of guardian was like "No, he's a farmer" and she was like "A FARMER???" and he was like "Those men around him are the soldiers" and she was like ???!!!!???? because it was just all backwards to her. But of course, to the Shin, her system would be all backwards.
And I suppose that in Aretha's charater's culture, being able to create things with your mind is really valued, and that's seen as the most someone can achieve in life. But actually, I think most cultures would benefit if they acknowledged that there were lots of different, equally awesome skills, and that there is a place for everyone to shine, and that being a farmer and being a soldier are BOTH cool things to be, and just because one seems of little worth doesn't mean it is and doesn't mean it has to be.
(Hello?)
(Hey Tia!)
(Iris! *attacklehugs, smiling* :)
Meep.
*wonders if Aria and Iris saw her ded*
*wonders why she's still thinking about it*
Hi, Lav.-Zaf
(*is attacklehugged and grins* Would you like to continue from the other day?)
(WHICH DED LAV?!)
It's two pages ago, I think.
Hi! How is everyone?
*hugs*
Bored.-Zaf
*also wonders if Trip and Alastair came on anytime while she was asleep*
(Hello Hope and Zaffy!
I'm not quite sure how to continue with the rp. I've been rp'ing with myself and I'm not sure how to fit someone in. Hmm...)
*the metal chassis of Rotia Halcybot is completed, the flesh immaculate, and brain operational*
...
*is chased outside by the mad robot, where they begin fighting*
(Wow Lav, that made me cry it was so beautiful! *huggles* Thank you.)
Kayleigh: *watches weakly*
*smiles and huggles back*
You're welcome, and thank you too.
*is also slightly bored and not really sure how to not be bored except to try talking*
*slices Rotia's metal head off and turns to Kayleigh*
Kay?
*looks at her wounds which aren't as bad as they originally were*
(I'm bored too and only have another half hour before the wifi cuts out! :()
Sorry, commented twice.
Also: correction, talking can get boring because you run out of things to say, so...
*is just here and will go with whatever happens*
Kayleigh: *smiles weakly* Back from the dead.
@Iris: Aww. :(
(Yeah, it's on a timer and it automatically switches off at about ten past one so if I suddenly disappear, that's why!)
*calls her healers to heal Kayleigh*
*gently holds her, whispering* You'll be alright. Hang in there, Kay.
(*Thinks he has an idea for a new villain*
*Is mulling it over and working kinks out*)
Kayleigh: *collapses* I can't hang on any longer. I'm too tired.
I've never actually heard of timed wifi before. From what other people say, usually their parents turn it off.
Remind me never again to eat something on my bed with sauce inside it... -_-
*is lucky it landed on a towel and not her sheets*
Aretha's culture is based almost solely on survival of the fittest, ever since she took over. If you can kill or force someone into hiding or banishment, it is generally accepted that you can take their place in the social order. Or, if a rise in power is not accepted, someone could keep their new position by killing any dissenters. The Queen is in power because no one can defeat her. The main advantage of the creators is that in battle, they can create any manner of weapons, and suddenly change the environment of weaker opponents. Suppose the ground were to melt slowly beneath your feet while someone shot you with hypothetically endless ammunition.
There are very few factories- for the most part, the powerful create whatever they need, and lighter skinned servants are provided for by their masters, but most who do not serve make shelters and clothes out of scraps.
(Oh Lav... XD)
(Hey Blake and Alastair!)
Hi BLAKE!
*blinks at his name, which autocorrect is now putting into caps*
Oookaaaay... How be you? And new villain? Cool!
(Hey Velvet)
(I'm Iris now Blake. How are you?)
(Interesting... hello, Alastair.)
*her healers begin healing Kayleigh*
Kay... you have so much ahead of you. Stay with me. Enjoy the life that you deserve.
@Iris: :P
Hi Al! Please read my dedication two pages ago if you haven't yet!
(Hey, J. I can help if you're stuck on character creation?
Probably.)
(And Lav.)
Kayleigh: I don't deserve life, I have nothing to live for anymore, you have this Queen thing in the bag, you don't need me. *turns to the healers and her eyes flash red as a warning*
(Good. The Greek thing is really taking off eh? ._.)
*thinks about her villains from two different books she's writing*
Well... That kinda went on a hiatus, but hmm...
*wonders if they'll be characters she could role play with*
*probably not*
(Greek thing?)
What Greek thing-
Oooh. Never mind.
What happened to Silk Darkness?
(It's complicated but don't worry, she'll be back...)
(I currently have two ideas. Neither currently have names.
One: Isn't actually a villain. Has uncontrollable magic that causes anything he/she touches (maybe even gets near) to wither and die. Basic story progression involves being slowly driven mad by the alienation from society among other things.
Two: Is actually a villain. Uses an advanced form of glyphs capable of creating unbreakable laws. Seeks to unite the whole world, warped utopia, yadda yadda yadda.)
(That sounds pretty cool Blake!)
Ditto Iris!
And @Iris: okay.
(Awwkay, J.
*resists urge to call Iris "Idris")
*gets on top of Kayleigh*
Shut it! You're going to live and that's all there is to it!
*turns to the clones* HEAL HER!
(Ideas and suggestions?)
*looks at the clones* Try heal me and I destroy you. Sorry Tanya.
Part of the name for villain #2: Sigil? Something Sigil? Sorry, just thinking of glyphs made me think of that.
Sygil Dysteria.
(Don't ask... My brain can be so odd sometimes.)
Shush.
*her clones continue healing Kayleigh*
Name suggestions for villain #1: Caleb Withers? Caleb Shivers?
*wonders how she came up with Caleb*
Well, he's not exactly a villain, so I was thinking a more normal name...
(Not good with names, J.)
Hmm... Caleb Shiver, no s at the end.
(Good night, S!)
(Those sounds good... I've been doing some internet hunting and thought up Wayke Sephrian for #1. Wayke cause it sounds cool and is a contrast to death, a never ending sleep, and Sephrian cause a seraph, an angel, a being you meet after death.)
(Sound*, no s at the end.)
*wonders if Al/Ari poofed*
*wonders if Al/Ari poofed*
(I like your name for #2.)
(Also I thought I would make him a kid. Just to drive home the emotional spike.)
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