On August 26th, just twelve short days away, we will be kicking off the tour with a NEW, special event in Waterstones in Hampstead. Apart from the fact that you'll be able to snag a copy of Demon Road a day ahead of its release (you'll even be able to snag one of the limited Platinum editions), and for a full TWO POUNDS off, we'll also have goodies to give out on the night, I'll be yammering on about writing or some such nonsense, and then I'll be signing whatever you want me to sign.
Reserve tickets in store or on www.waterstones.com/events.
This is IMPORTANT, and it applies to all of the signings and events — I will sign WHATEVER you bring. I don't care what the book is (so long as I've, y'know, actually written it) and I don't care how many are in your bag. If someone, at whatever signing you turn up to, tells you I'm only going to sign books you buy in their store, let me know and I'll sort it out. That rarely happens anymore, but some staff members are over-eager. Obviously time is sometimes an issue, so if the queue is long as I have to jet off to the next signing, we'll impose some limitations — but that's always a last resort.
Demon Road is coming...
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*Shadows seep from the ground and thicken in the air around them, greatly lowering visibility in the area*
If I recall correctly, you're kinda new to Blogland. Never seen me fight before. Is that right?
Swirl: If I'm currect, same goes the other way round.
Aquila: -changes to eagle and flies high up above the shadows-
Me: -gets a torch-
me: let me just... *he holds his phone to his ear* Uno momento..
Me: Yes! We will win the cookies back! :D
Swirl: ... you should have more faith in us, you know...
@F: :/ Sorry to hear that...
Lav: *turns into a wolf; able to sniff his location and hear for movements better than a human*
Scar: *snaps her fingers, creating a small flame at the ready*
me: *moves mouth away from phone* Ey Blake, what do you prefer, guy named Mortal or 5 reapers?
@Sven: Weeee're waiiiiting. :P
Hmm, you got me there, but there's something you should really know...
*The shadows in the air suddenly thicken, encasing the area in a gel-like substance. His voice sounds from directly behind Swirl, barely a whisper*
You've already lost.
hope: *shrugs* I knew it would happen anyways. I knew i wouldn't be able to get to sleep easily today.
Swirl: -sighs- Ask Krieg. If there's one thing I do well, it's a protective shield... mainly cause that's subconscious...
(Reapers are cool, Krieg. A guy named Mortal, though I'm assuming he isn't entirely, sounds quite a bit less menacing.)
me: i decide i suppose....
Mortal: *casually strolls in and waves at blake*
@Frank: Any reason why?
Scar: *curses* It's Erebus isn't it. *curses again* Just our luck.
Swirl: -attempts to make her little thunder cloud strike Blake with lightning-
-creates a little camera flash and some glitter, instead-
-pouts-
Mortal: *stretches and hums untill blake notices him* I erm... think you are the one that's lost boy...
hope: *shrugs* a lot. It'd be useless to list them, as nobody gives a shit either way. Now, let me try to go to sleep again.
*His voice comes from near Scar this time*
If it were Erebus you'd be dead. I like to avoid letting him out.
(Krieg, the entire area is covered in pitch-black gel. Unless Mortal can see through solids Blake is the only guy with any idea where anything is right now. Or any form of visibility.)
Swirl: -smiles- Scythes work without magic!
-her scythes vanishes-
Darn...
mortal: *casually walks through the gel-like darkness towards swirl forcing the darkness to just vanish as if is retreating from him in fear*
Swirl: -waves- ... you... shouldn't get too close. I like having a shield. >.>
@F: Good luck... Sleep well, if you can.
Lav: *shifts on her paws restlessly, staying alert to the area around her*
Scar: *even with the flame, can't see a dang thing in the shadows* Where are you hiding, Blake?
(mortal is a living binding shackle he himself is basically a mortal with an extended lifetime buuut anyone near him is too, magical or not they don't have any power)
Mortal: come on don't have all day, there are people in my goal that need taking care of
thx
scar: *hears him and throws her flame at his direction*
(well depending on fi he wants you to have it or not... in any case, i hope blake has a spine or he's not going far)
*Pats Swirl on the head*
Nice try, but try again later.
*He notices the darkness dissipating and turns towards Mortal, his voice reverberating through the remaining shadows*
Ooooo, you seem interesting.
@F: :)
( for more than one reason really i mean spineless people can't stay upright anyways)
mortal:stop overthinking it sven.
me:but...
Mortal: sssshhhh
Swirl: -attempts to poke Blake's nose, at least-
*puts on a fake smile*
-gives Fera a cookie and a glass of hot milk-
Sleeeep...
mehhhh *takes it anyways as to not be rude* *sighs*
(is it just me or are all the guys here necromancerish? xd)
Mortal:*tips his hat as he strolls towards the general direction of blakes voice*
you know, i like this trick... seen people do it better with more oomph but i like it.
*Is poked on the nose*
*The shadows completely dissipate, returning normal visibility and freedom of movement to anyone previously caught in them*
*He holds out his hand and catches the fireball in a small orb of darkness*
Cute, Scar. So, Mr. Make-my-shadows-disappear, what's your deal?
:/
Lav: *sniffs out Scarlet* */grab on to me, we're going to look for the others/*
Scar: Yeah, I know. Blake seems more interested in them than us.
Lav: *gives a chuckle in her head; /Jealous they're getting more attention?/*
Scar: ... Shut up and help me find them.
((Lavender can talk to people mentally when she's in her animal form. :) the shashes indicate her broadcasted thoughts.))
(Actually there aren't many necromancers of note here. Myself and Zaf, really. In that order.)
Scar: *glares at Blake and let's go of Lav* Thanks for the visibility. *does not like being called cute*
mortal: eh better to see this way, wait hold on i was sleeping are we playing poker now?...hrmm who has the blinds? Arma doesn't allow me to play poker that often. let's play poker!
me:no.
mortal:boooriiiing
Swirl: -attempts to jumphug Blake to distract him-
Aquila: -darts down towards the cookies-
Yeah, there used to be more though. Luce, Mist, and Helena among others.
(well you, whoever zaf may be and "the conductor" seem to be necromancers, all i've really met up to now really xD)
*Gives Mortal a look*
Okay so he's definitely not all there.
*Turns back to Scar and Swirl*
You two seem much more sane, and one of you looks ready for a fight.
I'm Zaf. Zafira Kerias, Grand Mage of America.
(Whup, hard keeping up with all of you.)
*He grabs Swirl by the face as she dives at him, shadows encasing his arm and augmenting his strength, and holds her at arms length*
Tut tut, I was saying something.
mortal: what are you talking about? head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes ,and all that jazz i'm completely here!
me: he ment mentally
mortal: oooh riiiight...
*is trying to not lash out at people for his own personal problems* the bad guy in me really wants to break out sometimes. This is one of those times.
(I said necromancers of note, hence I left one out.)
(Hi Zafira! Blake stole the cookies!)
Aquila: -lands on the pile of cookies- -changes to human- -starts stuffing them in her pockets- Should've brought a bucket...
mortal: ey no touchy *he grabs blake by the collar forcing the shadows to go back to where they came from and throws him with a quick flick straight into the ground* learn some manners ,boy. they are ladies.
(Hey Zaf.)
Swirl: -looks at Blake- -looks at cookies- -looks back to Blake- Sorry, cookies win. -runs off to help with the cookie grabbing-
mortal: *sits on blakes bum and pulls out a newspaper to read*
(Don't be mean, Blake. Con's new, but he's noteworthy.
Hi Zaf!
@F: Use a character and help us? It might be a more productive way to get that energy out?
ScarTA: Might not work though.
...)
ScarTC: Let her go! *uses water as a whip and lashes it towards him*
*He lands squarely on his feet and skids backwards, arms crossed*
I'm not sure four hundred and seventy six years and counting constitutes being called a 'boy'. And besides, you just touched me.
(Okay, this is getting confusing. XD)
OH NOOOO hope, you don't want me to rp right now...thanks for the tip though *nods*
Aquila and Swirl: -organised boxes- -pack cookies-
(Yeah, Kreig if you could refrain from double posting like that it'd help at least a little to tone down the confusion.)
mortal: why yes... hrmm, i must be such a nasty hypocrit.
let me rethink all the wrong things i have done in my life.
*he shivers* It's scary how short that bloody list is...
me:well yeah you usually don't really go out of your goal...
Hailo.
(*nods back* Worth a shot, but if you say so.)
*is waiting to see the new comments before doing anything rp wise*
But i guess if it was only my characters.....
fera: *starts hitting cliff till it collapses on top of him, gets up, then keeps punching cliffs* *the end*
(sowwy)
Aquila and Swirl: Cooooookieees... :3 -hiding boxes-
Hai, Zaffy. ^.^ *waves*
Scarlet: *pauses in her attack and looks at everyone in confusion* Okay so did we win or not?
*Sighs and forms a shadowy arm chair*
So is anyone going to fight me? I don't care if it's the cookie's rights activists or the cute little Scary or the nut case.
Aquila: We won!
Swirl: We saved the cookies!
Me: I'm not sure anyone else really fought for the cookies, though. -tilts head-
Aquila: Of course they did. -nods-
mortal:*gives blake a slightly agitated look making his chair vanish forcing blake to stumble* i'm not a nut case... more of a gut case
*he pats his belly* hehe...
Lav: *changes back to human form*
Scar: HEY! *chucks a fireball at Blake and glares* Do /not/ call me cute!
*Falls on to his back as his chair disappears and laces his arms behind his head, allowing the fireball to whirl harmlessly over him*
*Chuckles* Did I strike a nerve?
Me: We like the term cookie right activists.
Swirl: He patted me without permission, though.
Me: ... does it really matter.
Swirl: -pouts-
*Scarlet moves to lunge at him, but Lavender gets to her and holds her back*
Lav: Scarlet, don't provoke him! He /wants/ you to attack.
Scar: So? /No one/ calls me cute. *to Blake* You wanna fight, shadows? Bring it! *another fireball forms in her hand*
mortal: ATTACK! -he pounces on blake holding him in a playfull headlock-
Me: YOUR A GODDAMN GROWN MAN
Mortal: Dun care
Me:you're a sanctuary official...
mortal:Belgian sanctuary? *he tilts his head*
Me:right...proceed
*curls back up to possibly fall asleep with her dynamite*
*He grins, a maniacal look edging its way across his face*
That's what I'm talking about.
*Shadows push him to an upright position and he hurls a fistful of them at Scar as a high-density swirling mass*
gn.
*gives Zaffy a blanket and a smile*
You wanna join?
*As he rises and grabs Mortal with his other hand and throws him over his shoulder with surprising strewth for a man of his build*
- a cat hops on and off Blake's head -
(The grammatical errors in that comment...
*Cringes at himself*)
Good night, Frank..
Scar: *pushes Lav out of the way and uses her momentum to dodge the mass* *throws her fireball at him*
mortal: weeee *he yelps before hitting the ground and squeeling* boink
me:...why... why are all my oc's children...
mortal: childish*
me: as if it's any better!
*He bats the fireball away with a shadow-covered hand as he strides towards Scar, his grin spreading*
Me: -coughs- -mumbles- ... bad influence? :3
Swirl: -throws a hand full of glitter at Blake's face-
*Stops dead in his tracks*
Gl- glitter..?
*He turns towards Swirl slowly, his eye twitching with barely restrained rage*
Did you just throw glitter at me..?
*nods solemnly at Sven*
I know what you mean. Both Lavender and Scarlet can be childish sometimes. Lavender more so. *nodsnods*
Except when she's fighting.
Lav: *turns into a bird and flies to their treehouse as fast as she can; shifts back to get her bow and a quiver of arrows* *turns into a hawk and grabs her stuff in her talons, flying back as fast as she came*
Scarlet: *looks determined and holds her ground* *speaking of ground... Raises her arms and a wall of earth rises in front of her* *pushes her arms out and the wall shoots forward, towards Blake*
Swirl: Yes. I did. You now glitter. :3
Me: Uh-oh...
*curses*
Geez, I forgot about the time! Sorry Blake, I'd love to keep practicing my fighting rp skills, but I have to go! Let's do this again sometimes, it was fun! :)
me: glittering shadows? oh god... are you related to *gulps* edward cullen?
mortal:sssshhh don't let Mark hear you
Bye guys!
*Tendrils of darkness wrap tightly around Swirl and hurl her mercilessly at the wall of earth advancing towards him*
*The faintest of shadows begin to creep into his left eye*
(Oh, alright Lav. Bye...)
Me: I'd LOVE to see Mark's face if he heard that. XD
Bye Lila!
Swirl: -makes sure her shield is up and well-
(tata lavender)
Scar: *quickly turns the wall to softer earth so she sinks in it instead; drops the wall and leaves her standing*
**now poofs**
Swirl: -something that feels like a magic sneeze pushes everything around her away-
-air included-
-air rushes back-
-massive thunder-
-claps her hands on her ears-
OUCH! Damn you Physics!
*A wall of shadows rises in front of him, shielding him from the worst of the blast*
Concussive blasts, that your magic?
Swirl: ... my magic is... you know, um... -coughs-
Aquila: -sighs- Mostly out of control.
Me: She is GREAT at making all of reality get a glitter rain, though. Be careful. :P
*His eye twitches slightly*
Glitter me again and somebody gets a visit tot he hospital.
(Oh god the typos.)
Swirl: Oh don't worry, my glitter won't hospitalise you. :) ... at least it shouldn't. -tilts head-
Are you allergic?
Me: -facepalm-
me: HAH! flush! you lost mortal.
mortal: straight.
me:son of a bitch..
-shuffles the deck again ignoring the ruckus behind him-
*...*
*Going to ignore that*
So you haven't had your surge yet?
Me: ... I'm not even sure what that would do... ... but I damn well hope she has control over more than a shield, a broom/scythe, and little clouds by that time... 0.0
Swirl: -hums-
Oh yeah that scythe looked neat, didn't last very long though.
Me: ... her magic makes barely any sense, really. It changes with how she feels, but as long as she's fairly balanced, it stays rather calm.
... make her too happy and no place will stay glitter free.
Swirl: Mortal's fault, he got too close to it.
mortal:blame it on the big guy... aaaand that's a fold
Me: did you know?
mortal: that was most likely going to turn out in a flush yes
me:cheater
mortal: nah...
Then you saying it could work without magic was entirely wrong?
Swirl: ... I never tried. I hoped it counted as an actual object. -sighs-
So it was more like me doing this.
*He holds out his hand and shadows swirl down his arm, forming into an ominous pitch black scythe*
Swirl: Mhm. But mine is less... boring. -sighs and pure black thing-
Also. ... hold it the right way round, please.
*at
*He raises his eyebrow at her comment, then proceeds to twirl the scythe around expertly, ending by slowly sliding the back edge of the blade under Swirl's chin*
I'm no fool when it comes to close combat, almost five hundred years of being alive has given me plenty of time to practice.
(are you infront or behind her blake?)
(...
Yup, totally behind her. Been talking to her back this whole time.)
( you see that means you are holding the blade itself now, the sharp part of the scythes are on the inside of the scythe not the outside that's what she ment)
Swirl: A scythe belongs blade down. You mow with a scythe. -looks at Blade- Usually, something the size of grass.
-steps back until she can hold her image of him between thumb and index finger-
HELPPPPPPPP
WHO'S GOOD AT MATH OR WHO KNOWS HOW TO DO STUFF WITH ABSOLUTE VALUE INEQUALITIES AND NUMBER LINE GRAPHS?????????
dugglyn, i would help but what you just said gave me a headache cause it created a void in my head O_O as in, i don't know any of that math stuff you just mentioned xD
(Dugglyn: I have no idea about the way stuff is called in English, but I am fairly good at maths, usually.)
Swirl: Haven't shrunken anyone in a while, I wonder if your proportions would stay fine...
Aquila: ... can she really...
Me: ... she doesn't appretiate people threatening her.
YOU GUYS ARE ALL OLD, RIGHT?? YOU'LL KNOW SOMETHING RIGHT??
If anyone wants to try it's here
http://randomstuffblog1256.blogspot.com/2015/09/math-homework.html
Shrink me? Now there's a threat I haven't heard before.
*The scythe changes into a longsword, which he points at her*
Never come across a mage capable of anything like that, in fact.
(dugglyn could you give me the anwser to 23 since you already have it? xD maybe i can get an idea of what i'm supposed to do)
Swirl: It's magic. -shrugs- -pushes her fingers together, bringing him down to her size- Hi there. Wanna be smaller?
*He takes a step back, a look of surprise crossing his face before quickly being replaced by his usual calm*
*Chuckles* Sure, this is interesting.
Swirl: -slowly shrinks him down to the size of a blade of grass- And this is why I wear a scythe. -tilts head- ... but I don't really feel like killing you.
-claps and he's back to normal-
absolute value (x-1) is less then or equal to 5.
if the words confuse you I updated the post
Aquila: ... she's never...
Me: You don't know yet, but you will.
Aquila: I thought you didn't mean it when you said she was more dangerous than me.
Me: What, because of all the glitter?
Aquila: ... yes?
Swirl: I'm not dangerous... most of the time. ^^
*His head tilts farther and farther back as he shrinks, trying to continue looking her in the face*
*Gives himself a shake as he returns to normal size*
That feels weird... And are you sure you could? My physical size doesn't change my magical power. Heck I think fighting at that size would be more fun, a far bigger challenge...
*The beginning of a grin comes to his face*
Swirl: You like being tiny? I ALWAYS wanted a pocket-mage...
Me: 0.0
(Dugglyn, are you supposed to describe the blue marked values by using x, <, > and numbers?)
Uh... I don't know about staying like that, just sparring. I never really get much out of fights these days, but with a disadvantage like that it'd be exhilarating. Like it used to be.
I'm supposed to write the equation for it (it's an absolute value inequality)
Swirl: You'd be like a wasp... too small to hit. -tilts head- ... that is, if you can fly. If not you'd be like grass, and die.
I have a loooooooong list of ways to use necromancy, but flying is not one of them.
Swirl: Imagine not you'd be small, but the scythe huge... could you survive that?
You must've missed it earlier when I said I'm four hundred and seventy six years old, and people have been trying to kill me for the vast majority of that time. I think I'd be okay.
Swirl: I kind of doubt they attacked you with metal plates the size of a castle, but alright... I can shrink you if you wish. I don't really spar, though.
mortal: must be a bug on the radar... not active in europe right?
me:Eh probably?
No, they came at me with things far worse, and you proved earlier you're not one to shy away from a fight. Besides, I'll be tiny, how hard could it be?
*He grins slyly*
Swirl: -rolls eyes- Oh please, do I look like a guy? Do you really think I'll fall for 'how hard could it be'? I'd be as silly as the poor djinn that hops into the bottle. But I can shrink you for now. :3
-gently shrinks him down again, to not mess with the proportions- -barely avoids turning him purple-
*Folds his arms in mock offence and looks up at her*
Sexist.
*Rolls his shoulders and cracks his fingers, not really necessary but it feels good, and takes a ready stance*
This is gonna be fun.
(Dugglyn i found the anwser to 27. though... {x-2} is more or equal to 10)
Swirl: I hope you realise your voice turns quite high... short ligaments and what not... :3 -gets a glass of water- -drinks-
*Realizes she's right*
*Decides it's best to not talk any more*
(So about how tall is Blake right now?)
(About 6cm, really. The size of a finger. Or a blade of grass. Because, as Swirl likes to say... Death wears a scythe because he mows people like people mow grass.)
(Creepy q.q)
*He crouches down and uses shadows to propel himself upward, firing tendrils from his arm and using them to swing up her. Kinda like Spider-Man*
*Ends up on her shoulder*
So-
*Coughs, trying in vain to deepen his voice*
So you just gonna have refreshments or are we gonna get this show on the road?
Swirl: -finishes her glass of water and puts the empty glass over him- -shoves hand below him and holds him in front of her face- Hey there. :3
mortal:*grins and keeps his focus on blake only affecting him as he activates his power* now you're an angry leprechaun
*he plucks blake from Swirls shoulder and puts him under a coca cola glass*
(Haha great minds think alike xD)
*Folds his arms and gives her a look, tapping on the glass*
*Starts to say something, then realizes she wouldn't be able to hear him*
...
*A spike of darkness shoots out from under his cloak, piercing the glass and causing it to shatter*
(We might have a too similar kind of humour. XD Yours should work, though... your mini-him has no magic. :P )
Alright then, at this size he shouldn't be able to do much harm...
*He sighs and relaxes, closing his eyes*
Erebus, take over.
Dugglyn, how to solve the 25) one:
(Took me a while cause I never did that task before. 0o)
The values range from -12 to -6, the middle of that is -9. From -9, you have three numbers left and three right.
Pretend that -9 was zero, then the right solution would be IxI<3.
Now you need that, but nine fields further to the left. So nine fields more negative. Therefore:
Ix-9I<3.
I'm optimistic the others should be easy to solve that way, too. :)
Swirl: -looks at tiny Blake- -giggles- -Blake gets put into a pink princess dress-
HAHAHAHA IT'S SO EASY XD XD OMLO SOY SAUCE GUYS!
*An eruption of darkness, at least for his size, shatters the cola bottle. He stands in the center of the small typhoon of shadow, levitating off the ground sightly*
The idiotic things my host does... The day I rid myself of his consciousness cannot come soon enough.
*Despite his size, his voice is a normal pitch, though it sounds nothing like Blake*
Thanks Aquila!!
Maybe make that smaller than and equal. ;P
Swirl: ... you'd be more impressive if you weren't dressed in pink. Also, the other one seemed nicer. -tilts head-
mortal: or well reaked of angry leprechaun...
Dugglyn: Welcome! :)
For the ones with a gap instead of a line, do the same thing. Take the most basic gap you know, make it the right size, then push it left or right as you need it. :)
yep, got it!
-_- i was thinking too hard XD
Silence, mortals.
*The ridiculous getup shreds to pieces, putting him back in his cloak*
*Shadows, normal sized, rise and wrap around Swirl and Mortal's necks*
I can hear him shouting in there... *taps the side of his head* He's all worried for two people he doesn't even know. Pathetic as always.
Swirl: Nothing I find remotely scary can penetrate my shield, so... for now I'm fine. Tell him it's nice of him to worry, though. :P
(Dugglyn: Make sure to remember that trick. They'll try to make you think too hard with different equations after those, curves and what not. But it's always the same. Take the basic shape, stretch it to the right size, then push it left or right. :) )
Nothing, hmm?
*He reaches out and places his palm against the invisible(?) wall. Instantly, black cracks spread through it*
You know not what stands before you...
mortal: say are you a pure magical thing? or are a physical object?
*mortal folds his arms not impressed in the slightest*
Swirl: That shield is my survival instinct. One of the strongest forces to drive a being. ... you won't get through it.
*He doesn't even bother to turn around to face Mortal*
I cannot be explained in any mortal language.
*shadow spikes slice through the air directly for Mortal's wrists and ankles, completely ignoring his magic-diffusing abilities*
*He begins to laugh. It starts as only a chuckle, barely audible, and grows to maniacal fit if hysteria*
It never gets old, seeing such pitiful beings who think so highly of themselves.
*His void-like eyes narrow, his fist clenches, and the shield shatters into a thousand pieces*
-and yet, there it is-
Swirl: -sighs- I told you. Not even Krieg got through it, and he creates rifts in reality.
Mortal: Psht don't think you're above simple rules of magic. magic has a source and it has a way to plug that source, that way... is me.
*he snatches erebus and throws him in a garbage bin*
i recommend you back off before i just obliterate the source instead, you'll be very afraid to become a mortal... trust me.
Swirl: ... gotta love the basic instincts. -smiles- -yawns-
Swirl: -checks bin- Are you back to the nice guy, so I can grow you before going to bed?
*Mortals hand passes through him, causing a small trail of shadows*
...
I do not use magic.
Your manipulation of the energies of this universe is but a cheep imitation of what my children's children's children do.
All necromancy, as you mortals call it, was my creation.
You stand before Erebus, the primordial embodiment of all darkness. Were I not confined to this humans body, your world would be naught but ruin by now.
Swirl: -frowns- -smacks the tiny guy over the back of his head-
(yes... i know what you're getting at... he indeed doesn't use magic, but if what he is saying is correct, he IS magic itself so he should be VERY afraid of mortal to begin with i know it's hard to admit but face the facts, you lost your little scramble)
(of to nap now)
(It's more like magic is made of him... He literally is all the darkness in the universe.)
*Swirl's hand passes through him, same as Mortal's did*
*He sighs*
Mortals these days... no fear or even respect for greater beings. Hold your hand underneath me. I'm bored and giving control back to Blake for now.
Swirl: Guess I have to leave you this way. ... have fun growing yourself. -yawns again and follows me and Aquila through the door no one else can go through-
Swirl: Oh? -makes sure to catch the small one-
*The whirlwind of shadows dissipates and his eyes return to normal. Blake limply falls into Swirl's hand, completely unconscious*
Swirl: Aww, poor little guy... -looks around for a pillow-
-Aquila hands her a pillow from behind the door-
-Swirl puts him on it, then grows him back to size.
Swirl: I think he's tired...
Aquila: I'd be tired, too, if something that strange was in me. 0o
Swirl: Meeeh, sleepy time.
-they walk off-
(Night Blake! ^^)
(G'night, Aquia.)
(Ah for the love of...
I dedicate this page to...
uh...
Not letting Erebus out again. He's mean.
*Nods*)
EREBUS, I HAGE COOKIES FOR YOU!!!!!
But Erebus doesn't eat.
*frowns*
I'm sure that at the mere mention of cookies Erebus will emerge, eager to eat said cookies. BUT HE CAN'T AND SO I SHALL LAUGH. LAUGH I SAY. LAUGH AT THE "MIGHTY" EREBUS!
... I don't think he really cares about cookies...
THAT PUNY GOD DOES.
I CAN FEEL IT IN HIS /SOUL\
If you can sense his soul in any way you're either insane to the point of foaming at the mouth or just plain dead from the shock.
*spits foam at Blake*
HE'S TOO SCARED
HE'S AFRAID THE COOKIES WILL TASTE BAD
*Grimaces and wipes the foam off*
Yeah, I'm sure... Going to bed now, night Dug.
*Pats Dug on the head and disappears for sleep*
*sprinkles glitter all over him as he leaves*
Dang I couldn't get Erebus out... :/
*looks up at him and smiles*
G'night!
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