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- Derek Landy writes the Skulduggery Pleasant series because getting a proper job is so overrated.
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Okay, Kayleigh, start chucking them!
*throws some grenades at Felix's and Velv's feet*
Velvet: *giggles again and looks down, still dressed in her Goddessness* Hang on. *clicks fingers and is wearing jeans and a top* Much better!
Kay: YAY! *starts chucking the grenades*
Velvet: *dances in them*
Felix: *jumls away from the grenades* what ?
yes really and @kas for my channel ?
Velvet: *laughs and picks up a grenade, hugging it* BOMBS!
(WHATS YOUR CHANNEL?!)
*grenades go boom boom*
Kay: *giggles*
Felix: darling, put the bomb down....
(*hugs Jai*
:/
You're wonderful.)
Velvet: *energy tendrils cover the grenades and stop them from exploding*
Kay: Awww...
(keironmate :P i'm gaming but been absent as college and i was sick and stuff :P :()
Velvet: *drops the bomb* Sowwy...
Felix: it's not healthy to play with them...shall we go now?
*keeps lobbing grenades, laughing, knowing Velvet can't stop them all*
( i spose I can do one ... any requests ?)
(Take That - Rule the World)
Felix: *picks up Vel and runs*
(I love that song !)
Velvet: *looks at the approaching wave of grenades* Yes, we probably should... *snatches one out of the air and hides it, then fades Felix and herself out*
Kay: Damn, they're gone...
(ANACONDA KEIRON! XD)
(lol i'll work on a vid ... I can do more than one :P )
(I am back.)
Claire: Come on, you can't say "hidden dagger" without making it sound like an innuendo.
Bethany: I don't really understand...
Liliana: It also hurts really badly. It is not recommended.
(I WOULD PAY TO SEE THAT!!!!!
Now I must be off I'm afraid -_-)
(Me too! BYEEE!)
(Bye Chloe..)
You really CAN.
Onwa: *heals her*
My point still stands.
You should probably-
*gently moves Kayleigh's head towards herself as the concussion and flashbang grenades go off, making her own vision go white, blinding her*
...
Bye, Chloe!
Bye, Seirsha!
(Goodbye, Chloe. Goodbye, Saoirse.)
Claire: Hidden dagger. Hidden dagger. No, I don't think you can.
Liliana: Afraid not.
(Bye Saoirse)
You can! It's you and your dirty mind that ruined it!
Onwa: Oh?
(*facepalms* I meant me too as in I would pay to watch it... *giggles* WHOOPS!)
Kay: Thanks Tanya...
(...
Okay. *hugs*)
*is lightheaded and disorientated and blind and slams her head into the steering wheel*
Claire: I don't have a dirty mind. But... hidden dagger, really?
Liliana: Only my point stands.
Oops . . . the typos kind of ruined that. Let me rewrite (and then I'll delete the comment).
(I'm sorry Star, I hate the song too, it was just a joke. :/ *hugs*)
Kay: *jerks back* Tanya... *pulls her head back*
You have a very dirty mind.
Onwa: you have no point.
If you did Anaconda I wouldn't watch/listen to it. I seriously dislike that song because it makes me feel negative in a real way as opposed to in an empathy way, and I also hate that people can get publicity for being shocking - ir just compels them to be more and more shocking/suggests to people that if everyone's reactions are so positive, being shocking must be good . . .
(I still think sex shouldn't be censored. This problem I have extends to all controversy. My Englidh teacher told us that for top grades we'd have to be original, so we should put the most cobtroversial arguments forward in our essays, and I was just like "No. I dusagree with this morally. I don't care if I drop a grade for writing what I honestly think, I'm going to do it, thanks.")
I complain about my life here /all the time/ and I don't even have anything to complain about . . .
(This is what I meant when I said being nuce makes me afraid of talking in case I bother people . . . by 'talking' I meant 'going on about matters unrelated to them.)
But what I think is -
would I mind if someone else was saying the same kind of things?
And the truth is (options that follow latgely depend on what is written), either what they say would mean nothing to me and I'd read it then forget it, meaning it ends up with the same effect as them not saying it; I'm interested by what they say; or I feel concerned and want to help - which, I mean, I'm always available to want to help, but if no one tells me what's wrong I don't help because I
a) assume they don't want me to know (coz if they did they'd tell me, right?)
or b) I don't know how to coz I don't know what kind of help is needed, so I feel I have nothing to offer anyway . . .
Therefore, by telling me what's wrong, you don't inconvenience me at all because I /want/ to help you; by helping you I am doing what I want to do too (I told you all humans were inherently selfish), and you also get helped, which can only be good for you.
(Disclaimer - I only try to help if I think I can. If I know what's wrong and don'y help you, it'll be coz I have no clue how, or in other words 'it's not you, it's me.')
So . . . yeah.
(Of course, if talking would make you feel worse, please don't talk. :) This comment was aimed at those for whom talking would make feel better).
No, I'm sorry . . . I have a habit of reallt overthinking and thus reacting negatively to jokes. :/
(No, it's fine don't apologise! :))
(My phrasing still feels off . . .
This is the problem with hanging round with oeople who use no commas. -_- I think punctuation is vital for clear communication of tone, but now I'm aplarently forgetting hoe ti use it.)
(No. An apology on my behalf was in order.)
*looks around not seeing anything*
Kay: Tanya...? Are you... Are you alright?
(No Star, you did nothing wrong. Seriously, don worry about it.)
C: Shaun: *walks to shop*
*everywhere is trashed*
*he doesn't notice*
*inside the shop*
Nelson, have you got any papers? Nelson? I haven't even... I owe you about 15p.
C: Shaun: *to a homeless zombie man* I haven't got any change. I didn't even have enough at the fucking shop.
B: Ed: there's a girl in the garden
C: Shaun: what?
B: Ed: in the garden there is a girl
C: Shaun: *outside, by the girl*
Excuse me. Excuse me. Hello. *to ed* What are you doing?
B: Ed: throws rock at her
C: Shaun: oh my god... She's so drunk!
XD
Oh my gosh.
They're even worse at observing thimgs than I am.
*holds on to Kayleigh*
*lies* Yeah. M.. I'm okay. Would you mind driving? I'm tired.
(Yeah. I did. It's 'kay; I'm rarher bad at feeling guilty, so when you /do/ get the opportunity to make me feel any guilt at all, you should probably ncourage it. Without guilt telling us what we did wrong, gow do we know how to improve?
And your joke isn't the first I've ruined in the past few days. It's a recurring oroblem; I need to remember it. Hence, guilt. If you reassure me it's fine, I'll just keep doing it and will never improve.)
Kay: Sure, do you need to go visit a doctor or something? *climbs over to the driver's seat*
(*hugs*)
(can't do anaconda, i'm fast enough but I don't know the words and can't read lyrics that fast)
(Oh my gosh. He notices her ******* name tag before he notices her ******* zombie eyes.
I suddenly feel less incompetent. C:)
(No worries, I didn't mean it anyway. :P)
*slowly shifts to sit in the passenger seat*
*looks out her window, away from Kayleigh, seeing nothing*
No, I'll be okay. Just head north, towards the city. We can stay at a hotel...
(Oh my gosh there's a zombie walking towards them and they're just ******* stood there not moving.
IDIOTS. SHOULDN'T YOU BE RUNNING AWA?Y??)
@Saoirse: Yeah . . . I tend to assign more meaning to things than pepple intend them to have. :P
Kay: Okay... *starts driving* *thinks as she drives* *knows something is up but has no idea what* *decides not to press the matter yet*
*fumbles to reach for the radio and turn it on*
Thank you, Kay.
Kay: *smiles* You're welcome. *humms along to the radio, attempting to act like normal*
So... how have you been, Kayleigh?
Kay: Good thanks, how about you?
(It seems I disappeared briefly.)
Claire: I don't!
Liliana: I am not beautiful.
(So far, the transition from mean-argumemtative-me to nice-me appears to have resulted in a meaning-to-be-nice-but-ending-up-arguing-it me. Which is rather interesting. :P The original nice me was just like of nice.
It reminds me (and before I start, this is a comparison of phrasing, NOT religion. My examples just happens to be phrases that religions use, and analysing religions by phrasing is usually poimtlees due to thousands of years of copying and translation, imo. So I'm not trying to analyse the religions) of sometime last year or so when C said to me about RS, "Buddhism is so . . . nice. They're just like, "Oh, /try/not to kill anyone, but if you have to that's okay" whereas Christinaity is like "/THOU SHALT NOT/"!"
And the thing is, to me, Christianity and Buddhism are both being equally nice with their Commandments/Precepts there. I mean, they're saying killing is bad
D'un't get nicer'n that. But Christianity (the way it's been phrased to us, I know relying on phrasing woth a text this much translated is a bad idea, but this osn't a religion metaphor, this is a phrasing metaphor) kind of sounds like it's thinking "Hmm. Killing is bad. We need to prevemt killing as best we can. If we leave room for doubt, people might still kill, so let's make it an order. That causes the least killing," so even though it sounds less nice, the motives behind it could be nice, whereas Buddhism, which sounds nice, leaves room for leeway so in theor killing could atill occur . . . ?
(Of course, outside of theory, tons of Christians have murdered. But this is a phrasing metaphor, not a religion metaphor.)
And yet is it nicer to give people free will and oppresive to constrain them?
My point is, or was, I got a bit off-track? . . . that even though my motives are nice I end up sounding not-nice like Thou Shalt Not Kill, whereas before when I wanted to be nice I sounded nice, like Please Avoid Killing.
Once again - not an analysis of religion. Analysis of phrasing. If this comment offends people regardless, I'll remove it.
(Hey, Soph.)
Good. Good...
You so do!
Onwa: *morths herself into Liliana, using her voice too*
I am indeed beautiful Onwa! You are lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend when you yourself are so mediocre in looks. Spruce yourself up a bit darling.
(Don't worry Star, you're still a great friend! XD)
Kay: *nods and pulls up and parks* We're here!
Oh, I'm an /awful/ friend, Saoirse. Friendship is /not/ one of my strengths. But that's okay. :)
Ohmygosh Shaun of the Dean. XD
(You're a good friend to me... *hugs*)
((I am not. I upset you just the other . . . recently.))
(All my friends do that, it makes me stronger. :D)
(('What doesn't kill you makes you stronger' is not a complete lie, as pretty much everything in your life doesn't kill you (unless you die vwry young), but yhe meaning behind it is, I believe, "things that almost kill you but don't make you stronger." Which is a complete lie. They just crack you more and more, and even if you don't eventually break all the way, them you continue with cracks in you, which hurts you a lot more than before the things that almost killed you came along and you had no cracks.
My best example of this is Katniss Everdeen, because everyone kind of knows her. She was fine at the beginning of the first book, and then she's put in a variety of situationd that crack her, and then by Mockingjay she's a complete wreck. Strongwr? Nuh uh. At the beginning, she was strong, capable. Now, she's so weak no one trusts her to do anything.
I don't mind croticism myself because it doesn't tend to upset me, so I don't get cracked.
(*nods in agreement*)
Claire: Anyway... Names...
Liliana: I do not speak like that.
(Star, you are a good friend.)
(*makes a statue of star*
*cracks it*
*cause sometimes she seems too perfect*
*and I'm a bad person who can't handle perfection*
*like when there's that perfect patch of snow, not a single foot print in it..*)
Names.. Hmm..
Onwa: I do not speak like that.
*wakes up*
*slides towards Kayleigh, laying her head on her*
Hey...
(*wait, if I made the statue it wouldn't be perfect..*
*change that to '*hires a sculpture to make a statue of star'**)
("What doesn't kill you mentally scars you for life as well as paralysing you and destroying any happiness you may have had"
Yay!)
Kay: *strokes her hair gently* *whispers* You ready to go in?
*nods, her head brushing against Kay's hand*
We should get a room. At least for Lavender.
*looks to the back seat, where Lavender is still sleeping*
I was thinking... let's get a room. Then you could teleport into the room, and we could leave her a message, my phone number, maybe some money.
Then we could explore the night city.
*smiles*
I am rubbish, Sophia. :)
:P Jaimie.
I am an awful person.
And you remind me of a more mature version of Mara, whivh makes sense coz I remember Mara as being a few years younger than you, and anyway my point is I loved Mara and I love you because you're sweet and nice and perfect , whereas I'm just like -
Okay, Sophia is a oanther, you're a cat, my memories of Mara are a duckling, and I'm a hawk okay. Or maybe a vulture.
. . .
Wait.
Hawk doesn't sound negative enough but vulture sounds too negative.
Hawk-vulture. *nods* That sounds neither too positive nor too negative. And it firs. :)
(I spemt several hours thinking about you and Mara and trying to work out animal metaphors when I was trying to get to sleep but couldn't. Except it failed because my point was to prove you and Mara were similar, except you were too mature so you ended up as a cat whereas she was a kitten and I was just there like 'HELP THIS METAPHOR IS FAILING).
. . .
Hmm.
Yeah.
I reckon I soemt so long thinking about it I'm bound to find another excuse to share it later if I don't now.
. . .
But my original point was, you're lovely, and I'm not. :)
*lay her to bed, leave her a message...
Kay: *smiles* I like that idea...
(I have to go... sorry. :/
Good night to the sleepyheads!)
@Kas: Katniss also eventually manages to live a life again. Her trauma never leaves her, ut she does find happiness and learn to love again.
Adding that part would have devalued my point, so I left it out. I wasn't lying when I said the cracks never leave her, but she does learn to live with them.
Claire: Urgh... This is starting to annoy me.
Liliana: *she glares at Onwa*
(@Star you're not an awful person.
@Seirsha assume they slept in that room, or at least Tanya did. Good night!)
(Night!)
(xD I love how you think about this at night..
And I'm REALLLLLLLY not nice xD
But thanks. I like to think of myself as a cat. Semi independent, lazy and affectionate if you're worth it.
*nods*
And scary.
Soph is definitely a panther..
I think you're more like a butterfly..
Maybe a moth.
Nah, butterfly.)
I am, Kas.
I don't feel that much guilt. It's hard for me to care enough about the fact I'm an awful person. You don't need to reassure me I'm not. :)
Hmm..
Onwa: *glares back, trying not to smirk*
(WHAT AM I JAI?)
(@Saoirse you're a firefly!!!)
@Sophia: Yeah. The first night, the metaphor was one part of a REALLY long rambling email I planned out to Sophia, except when I woke up I couldn't remember what the point of the email had been so I didn't write it, and tgen the next night I found another point to say the metaphor with so I was planning it out again (first in an email to Sophia, then I changed my mind and it was an email to you, then I realised I'd forgotten the point again and I was just gonna post it here. XD)
But yeah. :P I've sownt goues trying to get to sleep recently . . . so I had time to think about this stuff. :)
You definitely are nice. :
Nah . . . but I'll accept rainbow-coloured hawk-vulture. :)
I was obsessed with butterflies when I was little . . .
@Jai
Not Sophia.
Sorry. I was thinking about Sophia so I wrote her name.
*spent ages
(moi ?)
(I am not stealthy enough to be a panther.)
Claire: *she sighs* This is going to keep bugging me...
Liliana: Please, stop, Onwa...
(I presume that was to me, not Soph?
I'm so not nice.
Nuh! Butterfly! :D
Cause you change from first impression to the real you in a kaleidoscope of personality and you just flutter around doing your own thing oblivious to everyone else!)
(Yea! Cuz I got sass!)
(@Soph you are definitely a panther. No question about it.
@'The Boy' *tilts head* Hmm.. dunno.. you're like a puppy really.. or cousin it. You're a small animal either way. A small thing that is semi obedient and loyal.)
*rolls eyes*
We can brain storm when we get back?
Onwa: *morths back to herself*
I've already mentioned blowing my nose was the cause of my nosebleed, yes? Well, I'm not meamt to blow my nose now unless it makes said nose start bleeding again, but I keep forgetting . . . And just now I managed to forget and blow my nose on the toilet roll I used to clean up my nosebleed - which still has bloodstains in the centre of it from the nosebleed.
I was just like OH MY GOODNESS STAR HOW MANY MORE REMINDERS DO YOU NEED.
It's like making a written announcement of the banishment of writing.
@Sophia: You don't have to fit the physical characters of the animal. Just the feel of it. :)
@Jai: But butterflies aren't horrible and they make people happy. :(
And mmh, yeah, I'm pretty changeable. :P
I'm not really oblivious. I just get so caught up in what I'm thinking that I overlook everyone else.
(Although I am also REALLLLLY oblivious. Really, really oblivious.
. . .
This isn't helping my argumemt. :P)
(*shakes head* on these 'the __________ fattest man/woman" programs all I can think is HOW?! WHAT?! WHY?! Like.. just.. seriously!!! I don't understand..)
(@Star butterflies upset me.. well, sometimes they do.)
Also, it's hard for me to fit people to animals. Sophia came easily because I didn't think up that one myself.
(xD who did think up the panther? Was it me..?)
(*shakes head* if I EVER get obese please just shoot me.. I just.. I would never want to live like that..)
@Jai: See, with butterflies, I can either picture real ones up close with their bulbuous eyes and my memory of my fear of them, or I see real ones fluttering around, or I get impressions of my childhood pbsession . . . I drew so many butterflies I totally made it into an art form. And they just had two lines coming out their body for feelers. No creepy eyes. And they were so pretty. And butterflues also remind me of my childhood, about the innocemt little girl who loved butterflies, or hours in the summer catching butterflies with nets, with the sunshine and the purple plants and the brick wall around the garden of our old house . . . so they remind me of cuildhood and onnocemce and prettiness, mostly. :P
(I also had a butterfly birthday party one time. With a butterfly-shaped cake. :))
(Aww. That's adorable star :)
I can't rememver, Jai. :(
:( No, Jai . . . I'll try and help you get better.
(Althpugh I imagine Soph will be more helpful.
. . .
since when did I xall her Soph?)
Ikr. :) I was adorable when I wqs little.
(I am rather questioning it.)
Claire: It'll bug me the entire holiday if I don't think of one...
Liliana: Thank you.
(Neither can I.. I think lavender called her a jaguar..
Mmm.. that might actually be smarter than shooting me.. okay, HELP ME if I ever get that.. overweight..
Since I referred to her as Soph and you were communicating with me?)
@Sophia: What do you think you are?
(Shh. Not questioning it. *gags her and hugs her, pinning her arms to her sides* panther.)
I meant when we get back to the cabin.
Onwa: you're welcome
I will try to, Jai. :)
Yeah . . . probably. I do that with most people, actually - adapt ro calling them what they're currently being called.
(*nods* I like the word Soph. It's soft.. the 'ph' makes it soft.. what colour is Soph, compared to Sophia? I imagine Sophia as a kinda strong sharp blue? Then Soph as maybe a purple or lilac?)
(*her arms glow blue and the gag moves away from her face* Panthers are stealthy. I am not.
Star, I am rather unsure. Whether or not it represents me or not, I do not know, but the only animal I like/respect is a wolf.)
Claire: Night Girl...?
Bethany: That sounds strange.
Liliana: *she kisses her nose*
(I will be back soon.)
(*frowns* ...that's cheating... damn biotics...)
Mmm. I agree. It sounds kind of.. tacky?
Onwa: *smirks*
Mmm.
*kisses her gently*
(Okay Soph..)
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