I dedicate to music. Obviously Panic! at the disco Fall out boy Paramore Skillet My chemical romance Green day Evanescence (Can't think of any more at the moment) Obviously there is more, but these are my favourites. I'm into all types of music but yeah.
(*stares at Chloe* Shakespeare?! Sonnet!! 'Shall I compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more lovely or more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.' Etc.)
(JAI, I'M ANALYSING THAT POEM RIGHT AT THIS MINUTE! XD CHLOOOEEE COME TO MY HOUSE I'M HAVING A PARTY! Hear hear!) Velvet: *nods and grabs some chocolate cake for Aria and leaves it on the side, joining the others outside* Kayleigh: *screams* I thought I said to leave me alone! Velvet: *sighs* Sorry about this, she is somewhat emotionally unhinged...
Velvet: Uhhh... I wouldn't do that if I were you Annabelle... Last time I saw her she forced me to believe my sister was raped by... Ummm... Someone... And then she kidnapped me and then she tried to torture me... Yeah, I'd step away from the lunatic... Kayleigh: *screams* I'm not an effing lunatic! Velvet: *notices Felix* Hi! We seem to have a... Um... Situation... *points at Kayleigh*
Yup, I just don't know if Annabelle will ignore her... *looks at Annabelle who is still hugging Kayleigh who is trying to claw Annabelle's eyes out* *winces*
(Chloe, Havisham is about a spinster who dreams about her dead husband, having sex with him and biting his - yeah. hasn't washed for months, hasn't taken her dress off, wants to go on a honeymoon with his corpse)
(LOVE THAT SONG CHLOE!) Velvet: *crouches down next to Kayleigh* What are you doing here?! Kayleigh: Waiting for the bomb to go off... Velvet: *eyes widen* Bomb?! In my house? Kayleigh: *nods smirking* Velvet: *tears threaten to spill and hand flies to my mouth* *whispers* Flo... Kayleigh: I'll dismantle it if you let me wash up inside and eat and sleep and whatever else for one day. Velvet: *grits teeth* Fine... Do it quickly... *the pair go inside, Velvet running to find Flo* Kayleigh: *laughs* Too easy! *slams the door shut and locks it from the inside, swallowing the only key*
Kayleigh: *runs into the kitchen, eyes glowing, ready to manipulate Aria's mind* I'm going to need you to live through that open window there. *gestures to the open window that can only be opened from the inside*
I think I have turned into one of those stereotypical females who love romance . . . now when I fangirl about the Stormlight Archive in my head, all I can think about is how much I ship two of the main characters. Like like I read an entire taller-than-the-average-paperback, deeper-than-the-average-paperback with smaller-than-average single-spaced font and OVER A THOUSAND PAGES, which was the sequel to a book of about equal size, and I was immersed in an ENTIRE WORLD. Like, their world is just as real as this one. Just - that book in comparison to ordinary books is like Sophia or Alastair in comparison to ordinary roleplay characters. It was SOO detailed and SOO complex and SOO awesome and there is SO MUCH I could fangirl about . . . I have an entire WORLD to fangirl about. And WHAT do I do? I ship the main characters. I'm ashamed of myself. -_-
Bethany: When I've hugged and kissed you recently I can feel a tingling... As if it's irritating me somehow... Have you been using a different type of soap or something?
Me and both my best real life friends are all very obsessive people. Like, it's quite normal for one of us to come to school and just be shaking our hands and making little moaning noises all day because we're so addicted to a book/TV series or something and not stop talking about it.
I . . . I used to get more obsessed when I was younger. I was, like, queen of being obsessed. Like. Like. You don't even understand. :P I've seen very few people be quite as obsessed as I was.
Anddddd I think this, right now, is the most obsessed I've been for an entire year, so, y'know, this little speech here is me warning you now that you might not get much non-Stormlight-Archive-related stuff out of me for the next few days. :P
But, yeah. Fangirling. :)
I'm not so keen on happy endings, though. I'm a fan of realism (within story worlds. Magic is good (stories can often bore me without some form of supernaturality), but if you create magic, you create a reality with different rules to our own, and if you break the rules of the reality, you may as well just decide that you didn't need to follow the rule of gravity when it suited you. Like. Wtf. Storm it, I'm ranting now . .. But, yeah. When happy endings occur, they usually leave me ranting about how unrealistic they are and as such they usually really disappoint me. :P
(I do not believe there is anyone who I 'ship'. I am not interested in relationships. I find them somewhat unappealing - as my experience of them has hardly been good. Therefore I think it may have tainted my view on them somewhat.)
(I haven't really had a proper relationship yet so...I can't really say anything. I guess I'm just hopeful. It's worse when it's Disney movies because you know that you'll never be a princess...the closest you get is prom or your wedding. I can't go to my prom...I've had my dress for months. I kinda wanna cry...but I'm not going to because I like to think I'm strong.)
@Sophia: . . . I think I conditioned my mind to be into romance, you know. I mean, I spent the early years of my life hating romance, and I like - it just popped up EVERYWHERE and I felt like it just tainted EVERYTHING, and whne I got older, like 10-12, I could find barely any books for my age group that didn't have it popping up and ruining the book and it was so frustratedly. But then one day, something just sort of clicked and then I suddenly just GOT it. And that was when I learnt how to ship. :P But I have a shaky, this-might-be-an-explanation-this-might-not theory that my mind just evolved to fit the circumstance. I mean, I'm such an adaptable person - talk to me logically long enough and you'll convert me to thinking anything - that I think my mind just adapted and invented feelings for me to feel about romance so I would be able to enjoy reading/watching/listening (in songs) to it. Or maybe not. It's only a possible theory - I'm not really sure how much faith I have in it.
Bethany: That's fine. *she smiles* May I join you?
(Star - For me it was 0-16 - absolutely nothing. At sixteen there was a little blip but that's hardly important, then nothing from 16-18. At eighteen there was a little romance but then at the age of nineteen... It crashed. And burned. And the wreckage was incinerated. And then scattered everywhere. And now I don't want it again.)
I'm fine without a relationship, really . . . if I ever find someone I want to be in a relationship with, I guess I'll . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . cross that bridge when I come to it, but for now, I'm fine sitting here fangirling about the Stormlight Archive. And, about being a princess, I realised the other day that I really like Disney Princess dresses (I mean, I never wear dressed, so I'm not sure what my mind was doing that day, I was having a weird moment) and I was just like "Why do they not make Disney Princess-style dresses for adults?" I mean, seriously. I'm sure people would love Disney Princess-style dresses if they made them and they weren't too expensive. They're so pretty. And - :o *hugs* *hugs again* It'll be okay. Proms aren't the only times you get to wear pretty dresses and . . . be a princess. :) Also, I cry all the time and will freely admit I'm weak. You can feel superior to me if you want. :)
Also, Claire's allergic to GOLD? Huh, that's cool. I was under the impression that most people with metal allergies can manage pure metal like silver or gold . . . *knows that we always have to get silver or gold earrings for my mum because she's allergic to cheap metal*
Aretha: My point is that I don't think this is going to work. Look, when I was here pretty much all the time, whenever someone was in danger, all of their friends banded together to help them. We worked as a community- but we did it because we wanted to. If these people aren't going to risk their lives for each other willingly, I don't think it's right or even plausible to force them into it. I know living here is dangerous, but the people who live here know that. Some people come here because of that. And nobody ever stays dead here, anyway.
(As far as I am aware, it is possible to have an allergy to gold. Nickel allergies are the most common type, but I believe gold is possible too. It just rarely happens.)
*makes her way to Noelle's grave, and kneels beside it, pressing her hands against the dirt to try to grow flowers* *it isn't working* *nothing is working* *presses harder against the dirt, frustrated and saddened*
I mean, I don't mean to insult you, but you shouldn't let one bad experience stop you from... well, avoiding relationships.
But on the other hand, I understand your point of view. Why should you bother with a relationship if you don't really want it and it didn't go well for you at all.
Oh, yes. Hunter's been wanting to do soemthing for a while now, but I've been busy.
Hunter: *steps out of a portal near Tanya's No Murdering sign and Alastair's reply* *his portal isn't quite in front of the sign, but it's only a few metres away* *he's dragging someone behind him* *dragging* *they're unconscious* *they're also male, not looking old but not looking young* *Hunter drags the someone to relatively in front of the sign* *he looks around, and checks he's in the correct place* *he metaphorically closes his eyes a moment. Of course, actually closing his eyes would probably be a bad idea, but murdering in cold blood is hard* *he doesn't really want to kill the someone he's holding, in this moment. He wants to do something to prevent the fact they need to die, he wants to lock them up instead, he wants to wake them up and chat to them until they can annoy him into wanting to kill them again* *but, of course, he needs to kill someone, and this someone needs to be killed, so he metaphorically opens his eyes again, takes out a knife, and slits their throat*
*wipes his knife on their clothes and puts it away* *sits down just behind the body of the someone, just in front of the sign telling Bloglandians not to murder, and sits tehre, watching their blood as it flows from their neck*
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Thank you..
*looks at Liliana*
Could you think quickly..? I need to get back and I'd rather know now.
(Hey Chloe!)
Annabelle: *stumbles away from her*
Sorry! Didn't see you there..
I dedicate to music.
Obviously Panic! at the disco
Fall out boy
Paramore
Skillet
My chemical romance
Green day
Evanescence
(Can't think of any more at the moment)
Obviously there is more, but these are my favourites. I'm into all types of music but yeah.
(All Time Low!)
(hear hear! I love every single one of those bands!
how art everyone?)
(Eh, could do without some Paramore songs but hear hear!)
(@Chloe thou art more lovely or more temperate!)
(Of course! can't believe I forgot them lol)
Um...Chocolate then...
*Glides out of the door slightly*
Annabelle?
(*laughs lightly, as if I knew what jai was saying*)
(How are you Chloe, John?)
Annabelle: *looks at Aria, then at Kayleigh*
*Steps in front of Kayleigh*
Hi there. What are you doing?
(contempt with life is I )
(*stares at Chloe*
Shakespeare?!
Sonnet!!
'Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
Thou art more lovely or more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.'
Etc.)
HIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Hey Evil.)
(JAI, I'M ANALYSING THAT POEM RIGHT AT THIS MINUTE! XD
CHLOOOEEE COME TO MY HOUSE I'M HAVING A PARTY!
Hear hear!)
Velvet: *nods and grabs some chocolate cake for Aria and leaves it on the side, joining the others outside*
Kayleigh: *screams* I thought I said to leave me alone!
Velvet: *sighs* Sorry about this, she is somewhat emotionally unhinged...
Hey Sil!
Hey Sil!
(Hi Rhy!)
(Rhy! *tacklehugs*)
Liliana: I would definitely like Onwa to be let out.
Annabelle : *frowns, moving around Aria, gently hugging Kayleigh*
Are you okay..?
(RHYDIAN! how art thou??
okay Vel)
Felix: *arrives at the house
One that I might actually consider preferably.
(never did that poem
im reading duffy poems)
Hi Aria! Yo Vel!
Hi Aria! Yo Vel!
*Steps back, watching carefully in case Kayleigh does anything*
(*stares at Chloe blankly*)
Hi InkY! I'm good :)
Why are my comments going up twice? :3
Velvet: Uhhh... I wouldn't do that if I were you Annabelle... Last time I saw her she forced me to believe my sister was raped by... Ummm... Someone... And then she kidnapped me and then she tried to torture me... Yeah, I'd step away from the lunatic...
Kayleigh: *screams* I'm not an effing lunatic!
Velvet: *notices Felix* Hi! We seem to have a... Um... Situation... *points at Kayleigh*
(carol ann duffy is a poet that I have to study
this is the poem we have to read for tomoz
Oppenheim cup and saucer:
She asked me to luncheon in fur. Far from
the loud laughter of men, our secret life stirred.
I remember her eyes, the slim rope of her spine.
This is your cup, she whispered, and this mine.
We drank the sweet hot liquid and talked dirty.
As she undressed me, her breasts were a mirror
and there were mirrors in the bed. She said Place
your legs around my neck, that’s right. Yes.
)
(Because...they're so awesome they have to post twice?)
Felix: *growls* why is she here?
Good answer Aria :P :D
(Carol ann duffy wrote "Havisham" Too. I'm reading that at school. *high fives Chloe*)
(*winks at Rhy*)
Liliana: You don't understand the concept of owing someone, do you?
Velvet: Because she's a bitch and always seems to turn up right when I'm throwing a party?
(*hi fives silver* one of the volumes we have to do is standing female nude)
Felix: try and ignore her...she causes trouble ad shell have me to deal with
(Wow Inky... And you have to read it tomorrow? *cries with laughter*)
Rharia is now ship :P
I think I have OSD - Obsessive shipping disorder
Of course I do. But I won't let Onwa out
Annabelle: Don't be mean to her!
*keeps hugging Kayleigh*
Yup, I just don't know if Annabelle will ignore her... *looks at Annabelle who is still hugging Kayleigh who is trying to claw Annabelle's eyes out* *winces*
Liliana: Then perhaps you should come back at another time to hear what I propose.
(already shipped it Rhyd!
and that poem...yes)
Annabelle: *hides her face in Kayleighs shoulder in order to keep her eyes*
Shhh..its okay..
Velvet: Annabelle, she tried to torture me!
Kayleigh: *swears at Annabelle*
Felix: want me to have a word with Anna?
I'd much rather know now..
Velvet: *stares at Anna* Yes... Please...
Annabelle: Everyone makes mistakes!
*keeps hugging, stubbornly*
(xD Rhy)
Welp...cake calls
*Goes back inside and picks up her Chocolate cake*
Like attempting to torture someone is a mistake... *sniggers*
Wbd
Wbd
(Chloe, Havisham is about a spinster who dreams about her dead husband, having sex with him and biting his - yeah. hasn't washed for months, hasn't taken her dress off, wants to go on a honeymoon with his corpse)
Felix: anna? may I have a private word?
Liliana: I haven't thought of something yet.
Annabelle: *shakes head*
No..
*sighs*
Just..Okay. Three options, tell me them when you can..in PRIVATE.
(some of her poems are....sick
my old English teacher said poems are either about sex or death)
Velvet: *sighs* Please? I promise not to kill Kayleigh while you're gone...
Felix: please?
So what's actually going on atm?
So what's actually going on atm?
Liliana: Of course.
Ember: I will be leaving now, also.
(Yeah, I'd believe that
Somehow I got onto sum 41 'in too deep' and fountain of wayne 'Stacey's mom')
(staceys mom was the boys in my old class's fav song XD)
(im listening to this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7SkrYF8lCU)
(It's amazing xD next i'll be playing 'teenage dirtbag' xD)
Annabelle: *nods and slowly let's go*
*nods*
*glances at the barrels and shudders*
*hopes the third option is better than Onwa and Barrel*
*steps through a portal and back home*
Felix: follow me...
(IM JUST A TEENAGE DIRTBAG BABY!)
(What do you want me to do, slit my wrists? xD)
Bethany: *she smiles at Silente* Did everything go alright?
Annabelle: *follows Felix*
*smiles*
Yep. Peachy. We're on better terms now. She forgive me my bitchyness.
*hugs her gently*
(a lot of folks deserve to die!)
Felix: *when is out of kays hearing range, stops and turns to anna*
(Oh god, Noelle hates this song...*bursts out laughing*)
Gtg now. BYE!!!!!!!!!!!
Annabelle: *crosses her arms over her chest*
Well?
Bethany: *hugs her back* Claire was wanting... a takeaway? She was trying to teach me about the concept...
Claire: You ring them up and order your food and then they bring it.
(BYYII RHYD!)
Felix: be careful around Kay...she has powers to manipulate your mind
*Sits and eats her chocolate cake*
Mmm...
(LOVE THAT SONG CHLOE!)
Velvet: *crouches down next to Kayleigh* What are you doing here?!
Kayleigh: Waiting for the bomb to go off...
Velvet: *eyes widen* Bomb?! In my house?
Kayleigh: *nods smirking*
Velvet: *tears threaten to spill and hand flies to my mouth* *whispers* Flo...
Kayleigh: I'll dismantle it if you let me wash up inside and eat and sleep and whatever else for one day.
Velvet: *grits teeth* Fine... Do it quickly...
*the pair go inside, Velvet running to find Flo*
Kayleigh: *laughs* Too easy! *slams the door shut and locks it from the inside, swallowing the only key*
(Bye Rhy!)
Kayleigh: *runs into the kitchen, eyes glowing, ready to manipulate Aria's mind* I'm going to need you to live through that open window there. *gestures to the open window that can only be opened from the inside*
Annabelle: *sighs*
Fine..
*laughs*
Take away sounds okay. Chinese, Claire?
Felix: you believe me? she managed to convince Vel that I raped her sister
Annabelle: Ew. Okay, I believe you.
*Looks up and stuffs another piece of chocolate cake into her mouth*
Kayleigh: *eyes glow brighter, only demons can resist her power* I told you, climb through the window.
Felix: *looks satisfied* good...now enjoy the partay
(Or goddess who have the same power ;)
Did you? I can't have heard you.
*Finishes the cake and puts it in the sink*
Annabelle: *nods and walks back*
*tests the door*
*frowns*
...it won't open.
Felix: that's strange...
Annabelle: *tries harder*
Its locked!
Kayleigh: *picks up Aria and drops her out the window, then locks it*
(Dinner now, back soon!)
(okay Vel!)
Felix: *kicks at the door*
(I will be back soon.)
(Cya Velvet, Soph)
*Huffs, glad that she finished her cake*
*Goes round to the front of the house*
Yo. That bitch just threw me out the window.
*dusts off her dress*
(I have to go now
sayonara!)
(B-bye Chloe...
*Sits alone*
Meh...)
(Boo.)
(John! I'm so glad you're still ghosting xD thought everyone had left me. I asked you how you were earlier...)
(Yeah sorry, I've been studying for my mid-terms. I'm alright, you?)
(I'm meh.
What's your next exam and when is it?)
(WA-HA!!!! I HAVE CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Cuddles it closely*
Omg it looks delicious...I love my mum...
*Takes a huge bite*)
(Back!)
"Yo. That bitch just threw me out the window."
- Aria 2015
(Hey. Might be here.)
(I have world literature tomorrow, the day after is economics and world history then I'm done. Film and lit was today.
*sneakily steals a bit of cake*)
(HOW CAN YOU STEAL MY CAKE WHEN PART OF IT'S IN MY MOUTH AND I'M CUDDLING IT?!
MINE *Noms the rest of her cake happily*
Lol Kas...)
(*Steals a little more*
Ninja skills....)
(That's great Aria! "Yo. That bitch just threw me out the window."
Hi Tia, wanna rp?)
(*cries* Give me it back...or i'll call you "the name")
(Thanks Velvet xD)
(*Noms the cake*
"The name"?)
(Damn you, BLAKEY-BOO
Yes, I can rhyme anytime.)
(I am back.)
Claire: I was thinking more like Italian?
(Welcome back Soph!)
(*Stops nomming cake*
*Stares at Aria*
*Twitches*)
(Uh...sorry, did I strike a nerve?
*Walks closer and slowly retrieves her half eaten cake*)
(*Sits and eats her cake in the corner alone, crying*)
We could have Italian...No gun deliveries!
Claire: *she sighs* Okay. No guns.
Bethany: I've only been to Italy once... And I wasn't really pleased... So violent... But that was just less than a thousand years ago...
Italian food is quite nice..they have pizza. Mmm. And spaghetti! Pasta! Garlic bread..
*sighs happily*
(Did John leave again or is he just studying and not replying...? I can't tell...I hope I haven't upset him...)
Bethany: I know what a pizza is... I don't know what spaghetti or pasta is. I know what garlic is and I know what bread is but... them both together?
Claire: Italian is awesome.
(He may just be distant Aria..)
Italian is awesome. So's garlic bread
*throws Claire a phone*
Go ahead.
*cuddles Beth*
(I hate life...omg. Imagine if I died eating cake...*.*)
Bethany: *cuddles her back*
Claire: Sure. *she smiles, punching in a number* *starts to order the food* I'll have a pepperoni pizza. Silente, what do you want?
(That..would be unfortunate... if slightly humorous.)
Um..I'll have sweet corn and four cheeses please.
(Studying again.
*Steals back the cake*)
Claire: Yes, and a sweetcorn and four cheese pizza. How about you, Bethany?
Bethany: *she looks at Silente, looking confused*
(I will be back soon.)
(No! I ate it!
You can't have it
*goes in a huff and snuggles into the corner, shivering*)
(Cya Soph)
She can share we me..?
(kk Soph.)
(Whoops! Turns out I had to go. Back now I think. Hello?)
(Hi Kas)
(Hey, Aria.)
(Hi Tia, still open for rp if you want?)
(*Plops down in the corner next to her*
*Eats cake*)
(*Sighs and just let's him have it*)
(Hey Adam...)
(*Rolls his eyes and hands her a piece*
Hey Adam, is it true you made that picture Gemma has as her profile pic? Cause that's amazing.)
(Hey Adam)
(I don't want it John...you can have it... *cuddles into the wall, freezing cold*)
(Lies.
*Pokes her with the cake*)
(I'm not hungry...
*Stares at him*)
(Clever gi- guy...
*Stares back at her*)
(*Boops his nose*)
(>.<)
(*Mouth twitches and quickly turns away, trying not to sile*)
(smile*)
(Just for that...
*Tackles and tickles her*)
I think I have turned into one of those stereotypical females who love romance . . . now when I fangirl about the Stormlight Archive in my head, all I can think about is how much I ship two of the main characters.
Like
like
I read an entire taller-than-the-average-paperback, deeper-than-the-average-paperback with smaller-than-average single-spaced font and OVER A THOUSAND PAGES, which was the sequel to a book of about equal size, and I was immersed in an ENTIRE WORLD. Like, their world is just as real as this one. Just - that book in comparison to ordinary books is like Sophia or Alastair in comparison to ordinary roleplay characters. It was SOO detailed and SOO complex and SOO awesome and there is SO MUCH I could fangirl about . . . I have an entire WORLD to fangirl about.
And WHAT do I do?
I ship the main characters.
I'm ashamed of myself. -_-
(They're sooo shippable though. Storms. :o)
(@Star I fangirl so much Star...I guess I just love seeing other people getting their happy endings, when I can't have mine :)
@John - *Screams and bursts out laughing*
*thrashes uncontrollably*
St-stop!
*continues laughing and rolling around*)
(I am back.)
Claire: Okay, make the pizza a large one.
Bethany: When I've hugged and kissed you recently I can feel a tingling... As if it's irritating me somehow... Have you been using a different type of soap or something?
(welcome back Soph ^.^)
(Nevah!
*Continues to tickle her*)
@Aria: I -
I -
I -
Well.
:P
Me and both my best real life friends are all very obsessive people. Like, it's quite normal for one of us to come to school and just be shaking our hands and making little moaning noises all day because we're so addicted to a book/TV series or something and not stop talking about it.
I . . . I used to get more obsessed when I was younger. I was, like, queen of being obsessed. Like. Like. You don't even understand. :P I've seen very few people be quite as obsessed as I was.
Anddddd I think this, right now, is the most obsessed I've been for an entire year, so, y'know, this little speech here is me warning you now that you might not get much non-Stormlight-Archive-related stuff out of me for the next few days. :P
But, yeah. Fangirling. :)
I'm not so keen on happy endings, though. I'm a fan of realism (within story worlds. Magic is good (stories can often bore me without some form of supernaturality), but if you create magic, you create a reality with different rules to our own, and if you break the rules of the reality, you may as well just decide that you didn't need to follow the rule of gravity when it suited you. Like. Wtf.
Storm it, I'm ranting now . ..
But, yeah. When happy endings occur, they usually leave me ranting about how unrealistic they are and as such they usually really disappoint me. :P
Um no? Not that I know of..only the same one I ever use. I..
*frowns*
No...same shampoo...
*oh. OHHH.*
*squirms slightly*
(J-john!
*can't breathe from laughter*
*tries to curl up into a ball*)
(I do not believe there is anyone who I 'ship'. I am not interested in relationships. I find them somewhat unappealing - as my experience of them has hardly been good. Therefore I think it may have tainted my view on them somewhat.)
(Aww Star...that's adorable...)
(I haven't really had a proper relationship yet so...I can't really say anything.
I guess I'm just hopeful. It's worse when it's Disney movies because you know that you'll never be a princess...the closest you get is prom or your wedding. I can't go to my prom...I've had my dress for months. I kinda wanna cry...but I'm not going to because I like to think I'm strong.)
Bethany: I didn't think I was allergic to anything... *she shrugs* Maybe I am.
Claire: I'm allergic to gold.
(Gah. I keep disappearing. I'm sorry.)
Yeah....maybe..
*smiles at Claire*
Gold? Really? Wow..
(Welcome back Kas)
(*hugs Aria*)
(*hugs Kas tightly*)
*is wandering around Blogland, looking for Sil, kind of disappointed she didn't just follow her when she left Midnight Hotel*
Claire: Yeah it's a metal allergy.
Bethany: So nothing's changed at all?
(*hugs Aria tightly too*)
(*Keeps tickling her despite the new ball form*
*Wonders why she thought that would help*
*Shrugs and laughs*)
I..Uh..don't think so..
Hey mind if I pop in the shower?
(Hey Kas)
(Oh come on!
*screws up her eyes tightly*
*keeps thrashing and rolling around*
H-help!)
@Aria: Oh. Thank you. :) :)
@Sophia: . . .
I think I conditioned my mind to be into romance, you know.
I mean, I spent the early years of my life hating romance, and I like - it just popped up EVERYWHERE and I felt like it just tainted EVERYTHING, and whne I got older, like 10-12, I could find barely any books for my age group that didn't have it popping up and ruining the book and it was so frustratedly.
But then one day, something just sort of clicked and then I suddenly just GOT it. And that was when I learnt how to ship. :P
But I have a shaky, this-might-be-an-explanation-this-might-not theory that my mind just evolved to fit the circumstance. I mean, I'm such an adaptable person - talk to me logically long enough and you'll convert me to thinking anything - that I think my mind just adapted and invented feelings for me to feel about romance so I would be able to enjoy reading/watching/listening (in songs) to it.
Or maybe not. It's only a possible theory - I'm not really sure how much faith I have in it.
But I can understand that, Sophia.
(No one can help you now, muahahahahah!
*Tickles faster*)
(*Grabs his hands, laughing so much that she can't breathe*
ughhhhhh)
Bethany: That's fine. *she smiles* May I join you?
(Star - For me it was 0-16 - absolutely nothing. At sixteen there was a little blip but that's hardly important, then nothing from 16-18. At eighteen there was a little romance but then at the age of nineteen... It crashed. And burned. And the wreckage was incinerated. And then scattered everywhere. And now I don't want it again.)
I'm fine without a relationship, really . . . if I ever find someone I want to be in a relationship with, I guess I'll . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . cross that bridge when I come to it, but for now, I'm fine sitting here fangirling about the Stormlight Archive.
And, about being a princess, I realised the other day that I really like Disney Princess dresses (I mean, I never wear dressed, so I'm not sure what my mind was doing that day, I was having a weird moment) and I was just like "Why do they not make Disney Princess-style dresses for adults?"
I mean, seriously. I'm sure people would love Disney Princess-style dresses if they made them and they weren't too expensive. They're so pretty.
And - :o
*hugs*
*hugs again*
It'll be okay. Proms aren't the only times you get to wear pretty dresses and . . . be a princess. :)
Also, I cry all the time and will freely admit I'm weak. You can feel superior to me if you want. :)
Also, Claire's allergic to GOLD? Huh, that's cool. I was under the impression that most people with metal allergies can manage pure metal like silver or gold . . .
*knows that we always have to get silver or gold earrings for my mum because she's allergic to cheap metal*
Aretha: My point is that I don't think this is going to work. Look, when I was here pretty much all the time, whenever someone was in danger, all of their friends banded together to help them. We worked as a community- but we did it because we wanted to. If these people aren't going to risk their lives for each other willingly, I don't think it's right or even plausible to force them into it. I know living here is dangerous, but the people who live here know that. Some people come here because of that. And nobody ever stays dead here, anyway.
*dresses
@Sophia: That's fair enough.
(*Makes a pouty face*
Aww...)
If you want..
*smiles*
Although we have to be out in time for food.
(As far as I am aware, it is possible to have an allergy to gold. Nickel allergies are the most common type, but I believe gold is possible too. It just rarely happens.)
Bethany: *she nods* We do.
Claire: Eww... Showering together...
*makes her way to Noelle's grave, and kneels beside it, pressing her hands against the dirt to try to grow flowers* *it isn't working* *nothing is working* *presses harder against the dirt, frustrated and saddened*
(*Tackles him to the ground and starts tickling him back*
Ha!)
(@Sophia Yeah... that's more than unfortunate.
I mean, I don't mean to insult you, but you shouldn't let one bad experience stop you from... well, avoiding relationships.
But on the other hand, I understand your point of view. Why should you bother with a relationship if you don't really want it and it didn't go well for you at all.
So yeah. Both views. Anyways...)
*rolls her eyes at Claire*
What? At least its clean.
*winks at her*
(Ahh!
*Tries to cover himself best as possible*)
Oh, yes.
Hunter's been wanting to do soemthing for a while now, but I've been busy.
Hunter: *steps out of a portal near Tanya's No Murdering sign and Alastair's reply* *his portal isn't quite in front of the sign, but it's only a few metres away*
*he's dragging someone behind him*
*dragging*
*they're unconscious*
*they're also male, not looking old but not looking young*
*Hunter drags the someone to relatively in front of the sign*
*he looks around, and checks he's in the correct place*
*he metaphorically closes his eyes a moment. Of course, actually closing his eyes would probably be a bad idea, but murdering in cold blood is hard*
*he doesn't really want to kill the someone he's holding, in this moment. He wants to do something to prevent the fact they need to die, he wants to lock them up instead, he wants to wake them up and chat to them until they can annoy him into wanting to kill them again*
*but, of course, he needs to kill someone, and this someone needs to be killed, so he metaphorically opens his eyes again, takes out a knife, and slits their throat*
*wipes his knife on their clothes and puts it away*
*sits down just behind the body of the someone, just in front of the sign telling Bloglandians not to murder, and sits tehre, watching their blood as it flows from their neck*
I'm of the view that relationships, like all things, can be good and can be bad.
@Sophia: Yeah, that's what I probably thought. Possible, but rare.
(Payback time!
*sits ontop of him and tickles faster*)
(I am not insulted, Tia. And indeed, my experience was hardly what could be considered normal. However I cannot help what I feel on the matter.)
Bethany: So do you want to now?
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