But ho! Being the professional that I am, I still have time to travel to Germany and meet YOU, my wonderful minions!
15th October, 7 PM: Burg Lichtspiele, in Ginsheim-Gustavsburg
Talk and signing.
16th October, 5 PM: Lierature cafe, Ettlingen
Talk and signing.
17th October, 1:30 PM: Frankfurt Book Fair
Talk and signing.
5 — 8:30 PM: The Midnight Hotel.
The Midnight Hotel is a fan event where I'll be chatting and signing, and there'll be a quiz and a fancy dress competition and, like, stuff happening... It's gonna be awesome.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1601 – 1800 of 4984 Newer› Newest»Hello, Noelle. How are you? How have you been lately?
*offers warm hugs*
Hey, John. How are you?
Aquila: ... are you warm? :3
(I'm fine, xept for my ear being annoying. STILL being annoying. Seeing the doctor on Monday. And my day was pretty good, cause I got three baked apples for dessert. My brother didn't want his and there were more than people, so... -grins-
What about yours?)
Um... yes?
(I'm alright Kas, you?)
Aquila: Too warm? :3
I'm comfortable. Why do you ask..?
Aquila: I could look after your cloak for you. 0:3
Sorry but this cloak is my necromancer's item, and it's actually a hoodie with shadow extensions.
*He slips his arms out of the sleeves of his 'cloak' and the majority of it dissipates into a black cloud, leaving only a slightly tattered hoodie in his hand*
I'm pretty good right now. And day was pretty okay. Glad it's the weekend now.
And I should head to sleep as it's midnight :/
Good night!
Aquila: -looks clearly disappointed, fairly sure there's NO way she'll ever get that, then-
(I LOVE how she tried so hard, though. XD)
You could try to take it, but the magic would reject you and I don't wanna talk about what might happen.
*He slips it back on, visibly relaxing as it extends back into his usual cloak*
Tonight has been really cool in terms of films 0_0
First I watched The Dark Knight which is like my favourite film ever.
Now I'm watching Taken.
Taken kind of makes me uncomfortable at some points but hey it's a good film. :)
Also
Ahem
Today I learned planes don't fly well when you attach two together.
They tend to crash into mountains and explode.
I found that out the hard way.
I WON £10 ON A SCRATCHCARD.
WILL BUY BATMAN ARKHAM ORIGINS.
(Hi Dragona.)
Aquila: I'd rather not know what would happen, really. 0o
Swirl: Have you tried pillows?
Aquila: I got a couple pillows, but I need something more blanket-y...
Hmm....
*Makes a massive sheet of shadows*
*Nods and just kinda drapes if over her head*
(it*)
Aquila: -pokes it- It's soft! :3
Swirl: Is it warm?
I dunno, is it?
Aquila: ... I can't decide. 0o But it's soft. I'll keep it. -nods- -cuddles up with it-
Well, good.
*pulls his hoodie tighter around himself*
Swirl: ... now you look cold.
I don't really get cold. Married to an ice deity, after all.
Swirl: -starts grinning widely-
Aquila: -manages not to giggle-
Me: 0:)
*Tilts his head in confusion*
What's so funny..?
All three: Nothing. >.>
*Frowns and narrows his eyes, three shadowy tendrils rising like snakes behind him*
Are you sure?
Me: Mhmmmm. :P
Swirl: Nothing's funny. -nods- -struggles to keep a straight face-
Aquila: -hiding under the blanket so she can grin- No idea what you're talking about.
*The shadows grab them each by the ankles and hold them upside down in the air*
Are you sure you're sure?
-all three nod- -barely keeping a straight face-
Well, as long as you're there and not telling me anything how would you like to help with a little science experiment? I'm curious how far each of you would have to fall to reach terminal velocity before you reach the ground.
Me: -rolls eyes- Really now. Guy, and cold. You're not good at putting one and one together, hm?
Swirl: Maybe he's in denial...
Aquila: Seems no one made that joke before. XD
*His eye twitches a bit and he drops them all on their heads, turning on his heel and crossing his arms*
*More to keep himself for hitting something than anything else*
Me: Ouch.
Aquila: Those pillows were SO worth being brought here...
Swirl: You could've dropped me off the platform! 0.0 -gets some distance between herself and the edge-
You're lucky I didn't throw you off the platform.
Me: No one ever made that joke before? Really? 0o
Aquila: ... aren't your shadows cold all the time, anyway? Though I have to say, those aren't really cold... I think... -pokes blanket- -still can't figure out if it's cold or not-
Swirl: I can't fly!
No, nobody has ever made that joke before.
I don't know, they're shadows, normally they wouldn't be able to take a form like that.
*Slowly turns to Swirl with a dark, unfeeling stare*
I know.
Swirl: I don't want to drop to death! 0.0
No, most people don't.
Swirl: -pouts-
*Sighs and jumps off the edge of the platform*
Swirl: -checks to see he won't just drop-
*Is suspended pretty much parallel to the platform via shadows wrapped around his legs*
I'm bored.
Me: -blinks- You go from angry to bored rather quickly. 0.0
Aquila: .. did you ever put a thermometer into your shadows?
Swirl: ... I wish I could fly. -glares at me-
I get over things pretty quickly. It was just a joke, anyways. No... why would I put thermometers in my shadows?
*Grins not at all evilly*
I might be able to arrange that.
-fumas gets shover into the room-
(heya, not dead)
Swirl: -tilts head- You could?
Aquila: ... to see what temperature they are?
fumas: Cold and gloomy, just as his edgey heart.
But why does it matter..?
Yeah, it wouldn't be 'flying' persay, but you'd certainly be soaring through the air.
Swirl: ... don't throw me if you can't catch me. >.>
Aquila: ... curiousity?
Me: Hi Fumas! ^^
fumas: ...i'd say curiosity killed the cat, but that would be some very scary foreshadowing -looks around waiting for somebody to catch the puns-
Sure I can catch you! The question is will I?
Swirl: Would you?
Aquila: ... haha. I still have all nine lifes. >.>
Maybe. c:
Swirl: ... you only get to throw me if you catch me.
Aquila: -changes to eagle and flies down to Fumas, taking the shadow blanket with her- -changes back-
-holds it out to him- Is that cold or warm, to you?
*Suddenly grabs Swirl by the arm and hurls her off the platform with surprising strength of a man of his build*
*Only after it seems she'd be out of reach does a shadow catch her as gently as it can*
Swirl: 0.0 .... eep.
-fumas holds the blanket in his hands-
fumas:...i think it wants to eat me
*Grabs the shadow like a rope and hauls her back up, which is totally unnecessary but he felt like doing it*
There, see? You're fine.
Swirl: ... wasn't that dropping, though? But thanks for catching me. ^^
Aquila: 0.0 ... it didn't seem to want to eat me... -pokes the blanket-
fumas: iunno i'm just used to stuff trying to eat me, so i get paranoid?
Well yeesh I'm not gonna just let you die, you're the only person I've had a small amount of fun sparring in quite a while. Speaking of, did I mention I'm bored?
Swirl: Have you ever fought Fumas?
Aquila: I rarely see stuff trying to eat you... -takes blanket back-
fumas: fighting me is boring if i'm not told to exterminate you by my superiors.
*Tilts his head*
Who's Fumas?
Swirl: -points-
Aquila: ... do you think your trick might work on him?
Swirl': ... I could shrink you again. -tilts head at Blake-
*Remembers last time that happened*
Eeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhyeahsurewhynot. Maybe it won't be as disorienting since I've done it before.
Swirl: -shrinks him-
-is too happy to do it properly-
-turns him pink along the way-
-pretends nothing happened-
fumas: Fumas Vitalis, Vitamancer, former smoke demon, rewritten to not be as scary.
fumas: oh, and dead guy at your service -he does a fancy but sarcastic bow-
*Looks down at himself*
*Notices his hands are pink*
*Glares up at Swirl*
...
*Realizes he's not exactly intimidating at 8cm tall*
...
*Keeps glaring*
(He WAS way scarier before rewritten, but that goes for most of Sven's characters. ^^)
Swirl: ... I'm sure you'll go back to a normal colour when I grow you again...
Swirl I am pink. That is not okay.
*Crosses his arms*
Swirl: ... it's not thaaat different from skin colour...
fumas:that's so adorable... you're like maggs.. she makes that face too hehe -he pokes blake's tiny little cheek- squish~
*A shadow slices the tip of Fumas finger off*
Call me adorable again and I'll take your whole hand.
Swirl: ... put me down and I'll see what I can do.
-fumas stares at the tip of his finger as it returns to his body-
Fumas: adorable...
*A net of thin shadows wraps around his hand, tightening slowly*
Neat regeneration, do you still feel pain?
*The shadow around Swirl releases her, he honestly hadn't noticed it was still there*
Swirl: -is suddenly really glad he left her above the platform when pulling her up-
-fixes his colour-
fumas: purely theoretically speaking, no. primal instincts still kick in though so internally i'm roaring like a scared jungle cat.
Thank you, Swirl.
*The shadow net is tight enough to draw blood from a normal person's hand now*
So I could shred your hand and you'd seem fine.
-fumas pulls of his arm and pulls the net with it-
fumas: pretty much.
*Just kinda stares at the stub where his arm used to be*
That's weird. I've been alive a long time and seen a lot of weird things, and that's weird.
*His neck is getting kinda stiff from looking up this whole time*
*Spider-mans up Swirl with shadows and stands on her shoulder*
Swirl: ... just don't turn me into a battleground. ^^
fumas: eh you clearly haven't met enough ghosts...
Ghosts? No. Shadow-people from an alternate dimension? All the time.
*Sits down*
Nah Swirl, that'd be hard to work with. Plus it'd just be rude.
Swirl: Good. ^^
*Climbs up on top of her head*
Soooo... I think he left.
fumas: nuh, just got bored and stared at a brick.
And I thought I got bored easy...
fumas: eh.... i'm used to much more action -he flops his arm back in his socket-
tends to happen when you live somwhere where even the eight year olds have enough power in their big toe to whipe out a continent
Me: ... xept your most common guests are pretty harmless. ^^
Swirl: I'm not harmless!
Me: Worst you've done is fill the living room with glitter.
Swirl: ... still. >.>
Aquila: I'm harmless. -still holding her new blanket-
I feel like if that were actually the case the world wouldn't still be a thing.
fumas: eh... they are decently mannered? it's still true though... do you realize how many nukes the world has?....you tend to stop and think when you have an eight year old wonderkind attached to any form of technology...
(sorry, digital form* she can't control mechanics from her home)
Well I guess I'm holding back a... 'thing', for lack of a better word, that could quite easily destroy. Uh. everything at full power. So nuke-kids aren't too far-fetched.
*Lays down on Swirl's head and laces his hands behind his head*
This really isn't doing much for my boredom...
fumas: then we have paw, who can just fuck with the earths core doing some serious damage with that.. oh and bast, but he's not 8 that can shatter earth with earthquakes
but they aren't really allowed to by "mother"
*Raises an eyebrow and sits up*
"Mother"?
(right, this only really counts for my oc's as they live in a world written by me so yeah different rules than your)
Fumas: eh basically earth itself, earth created a couple of elements to aid her in protecting her, you have fire water earth and air elements
Bast is an earth element. paw is a fire element.
Oh, so you're all children of Gia. Guess that makes you nutjob's *he taps the side of his head* nephews and nieces.
me: like i said, different authors different rules, she's not Gia she's just one of the many mothers and fathers of planets
fumas: that ^^^
fumas: also, just paw and bast are elements the rest of us aren't
i'm a vitamancer, basically... an anti necromancer?
*Instant smile drop*
Explain.
(Yeah yeah I know, it's just a habit for me to try to tie everything together in one cohesive world. Not to mention it makes RP sooooooooooo much easier if everything fits together.)
(yeah i know but it'd be tooo confusing if i tried to connect your part and mine xD)
Fumas: well... you get powered by the lingering essence of death and control shadows.
I can control my own flow of life and that of others to an extend.
Basically people have a build in system of a power we simply call "vita" which allows them to live.
People with a higher than usual vita heal quicker and generally live longer.
People with low vita are unhealthy and die sooner.
People with an extreme rate of vita are capable of controlling it, for example i died, but i created a new body to linger in to dodge a bullet so to speak.
Me: -yawns- And you occassionally linger in other people, too. ;P
we vitamancers have three classes of the art.
we have the siphons who are good at stealing and giving vita from people to heal or kill them.
we have the life breathers that can give the extra vita they produce to innanimate objects to turn em into sentient beings.
and we have people like me who die and put their own vita into an object to control it and have a second life in which we can change into a couple of ghostly forms depending on the vita ratio you produce.
mine is the highest ever recorded and i could technically have 24 different ghostly forms, but because i didn't put myself into a doll or a statue or whatever and created a body instead i need half of my vita to maintain it bringing it down to 12 possible forms
That's... interesting. Nearly five hundred years alive and I've never come across something quite like that.
*Starts pacing on Swirl's head*
(I'll leave Swirl and Aquila around, but I really should sleep... ^^
Night you two. ^^)
('Night Aquila!
...Blake is gonna be tiny until the next time she's on...)
(night night(again))
Fumas: yeah and all of can do a dash quie like yours but it's really just turning our bodies into pure vita for a short period and reassembling it, though... i kinda just turn into the form in which i died when i do it, which is my working clothes...
-he vanishes into a white fog and reappears in the exact same spot but holding a western styled revolved and his trusty black gladius-
-he lifts up the visor on his helmet and dusts of his armor woven jacket-
tadaa
Huh. Interesting. Is it even possible to really kill a vitamancer?
fumas:yes we are as squishy as any mage, just that because my vita ratio is too damn high i regenerate quite rapidly i also have a symbol etched into my back that patches me up slowly but surely.
i have the same symbol on my gun, when tapped it fixes an inanimate object back to the state it was in when the symbol was first etched into it. on living creatures it just gives a boost to your natural healing.
Heh, not all mages are 'squishy'. But that's interesting... The regeneration mixed with your ability to suppress pain would make for a hell of a time putting you down.
fumas: if shit hits the fan i just turn into one of my ghostly forms and watch as you flail about trying to rip me apart?
I think I've got something that could deal with that... Haven't used it in a while, was never terribly good at it anyways.
fumas: only ghosts can harm other ghosts well unless it's a poltergeist, those guys DO have a weakpoint you just grab their ha.... shouldn't say that.
A ghost is a disembodied soul, and that's the single most vulnerable thing to what I had in mind.
fumas: ah.... right forgot to mention it... don't have a soul... becoming a "ghost" costed me my soul, if i die properly next time yeah i'll be stuck as the last ghostly form i became and never be able to pass on. but for now, my soul is gone.
fumas: though you could try?
Nope, if you're soulless it wouldn't do anything. I take it you can't harm physical forms as a ghost, just as they can't harm you?
fumas: there are a couple of loopholes, like i said a poltergeist can still touch, they are pretty fond of disembowling by the way.
and banshees kill with their voice.
Mhh, banishes are a real pain in the behind if you aren't wearing some high-grade earmuffs. Or if you're a necromancer who can just cover his ears with shadows. As for poltergeists, you were about to mention a way to deal with them earlier..? Besides the generic 'trap them' or 'use a spectral weapon' or such.
-fumas ignores your querry about poltergeists-
Fumas: though my most dangerous form is both dangerous for me and for others, because it actually drops my body to the ground leaving it vulnerable and allows me to take over somebody elses.
Ah... that'd be a really, really bad idea. Best to stay on your toes against a necromancer.
fumas: not planning to fight you unless you become a threat to my superiors, and judging by your adorable self, that's unlikely.
(off to sleep)
Physical size has nothing to do with my magical power. I could quite easily tear your body to shreds right now.
(Good bye.)
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Does that company just cut things out of pictures? Because er... It isn't hard to do the same thing on GIMP XD And GIMP's free. So er...
(don't poke holes in the poor boys services ... it's not like just anyone could open Gimp or photoshop or paint and do it themselves ... )
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(we will both hopefully find something soon baby :D :P -glomps-)
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Hi.
Hamlet?
*nods*
*mutters about how learning morse code is going well*
*sleeps*
*nods*
*offers hugs*
(SPOOPY! *leaves*))
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I don't bother to learn morse.
I just use the online translator
-waves-
*Nods in greeting*
hey! ^_^
hear hear to aquila's ded btw :P
Hi Frank, hi... are Adra and Noelle seperate people or author and OC?
Sofas are good places to sit. -nods-
sorry that i left like that yesterday...i got knocked out ^_^
I nearly fell asleep without saying goodnight, too, so no worries. XD
i replied when i woke up, at 5 :P
Adra is my character, although I have written for her for close to seven, eight years. She is less of a character to me, but more of a... A personality. So.
Kind of character, technically, but she means a lot to me.
And I am Noelle
((Bloody lit review))
Hello Noelle, then. ^^
*Nod* Hello
Your picture animal is cute. ^^
Thank you.
Awwww, so cute...
*Stamps on Aquila's head to get her attention*
Can you get Swirl to make me normal-size again?
Aquila: Hi tiny Blake! Hold on. Literally. -Aquila changes to eagle and flies up to Swirl's treehouse-
-changes back-
You still there?
*Smile*
*Looks at Blake* What is this?
Well hello there!
*Is laying flat on her head, stiff as a plank with his eyes wide open and his hair a complete mess*
Please never do that without warning again.
*Smiles* The size of a tiny mouse
Me: Hi Spine! (Hi Chloe. ^^)
Aquila: I DID tell you to hold on. -grins- -knocks-
Swirl: -opens door- Yeeees?
Aquila: Blake wants to be big again.
Swirl: How about pink?
Aquila: .. I think he doesn't want to be pink again...
*Glances at Adra*
And..?
((Hello ^~^))
Hello, Johanna *adjusts tie*
Swirl I swear if you make me pink I will throw you off this tree house again and I will not catch you this time.
Swirl: 0.0
... I'll try not to? But are you SURE you want to be big again? -picks him up- You're kinda cute at this size...
Aquila: I know right? Some day I really want you to shrink me someone as a pocket mage...
*Picke him up* You're cute
Swirl and Aquila: He is!
*Looks between the two people trying to hold him*
Yes, I would like to taken seriously again.
Oh- I'm sorry. *Lets Aquila hold him*
Sorry.
*Shrug* Maybe. You would be really good for criminal invesigations. You could get in to small spaces.
Swirl: Oh well. Aquila, could you go a bit back so I can fit him right?
Aquila: Hmk, but I so won't hold him while you do that... -puts Blake at the far end of the platform, then gets out of the way-
Swirl: I've never missed with this, up to now...
Aquila: Yes, but I can't hold a grown guy.
Swirl: Oh. True. -holds thumb and index finger so Blake's just between, then moves them apart until he's normal size-
*Checks to see he's still got all his limbs and they're the right shape/color*
Thank you. I guess you're right, Adra. Hmm... Always wanted to be a detective when I was a kid... Ah well.
(I've got to go everyone, sorry.)
(Bye! ^^)
Goodbye Blake
Noelle.
I'm Noelle..
Me: I think Noelle is a pretty name. ^^
-look up the oak tree to check my two girls aren't doing anything stupid-
-they decided to play with bubbles-
Heh. ^^
Swirl: -blows bubbles-
Aquila: -hunts them down as an eagle-
(Oh, I'm sorry Noelle. My mistake.
Really have to go now, g'bye.)
Thank you. Goodbye.
*Sits in the grass, making a crown out of weaved flowers*
(*sits it's in the hall of hamburgers*)
Ah...
*Is not in the hall of hamburgers*
*Is in blogland*
*leaves the hall and walks outside*
*wonders why living things need feelings*
((Sorry, those brackets were mistaken))
Swirl and Aquila: -still having fun with bubbles-
...
*Sits under the shade of the tree* *Hiding*
*walks past and sees Aquila and Swirl* why hello there.
-Aquila-eagle soars just a few meters past her, taking down a nearly escaped bubble, before rising up again to fly into the new cloud-
Swirl: -calls down- Hi! We have bubbles! ^^
*Gets up and walks off the blog*
(Bye Noelle!)
((wales vs Australia!
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr* tra mad,
Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.
Cytgan:
Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad,
Tra môr yn fur
I'r bur hoff bau,
O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau.
2. Hen Gymru fynyddig, paradwys y bardd,
Pob dyffryn, pob clogwyn, i'm golwg sydd hardd;
Trwy deimlad gwladgarol, mor swynol yw si
Ei nentydd, afonydd, i mi.
Cytgan:
3. Os treisiodd y gelyn fy ngwlad dan ei droed,
Mae hen iaith y Gymry mor fyw ag erioed,
Ni luddiwyd yr awen gan erchyll law brad,
Na thelyn berseiniol fy ngwlad.
Cytgan:
)
((byi Noelle))
bubbles?
Swirl: Yes, soap water bubbles. ^^
Spine: *frowns* why?
Swirl: ... fun?
Aquila: -pops the last bubble of that cloud-
Swirl: -makes some new ones-
(I... oh my. Um.
I dedicate to sharing a story with others, so you'll never know where the journey goes.)
((Hear hear!))
Fun? I still don't understand such feelings
Swirl: Would you like to come up? -points at rope-y ladder-
*tilts head^
*theres a whirring noise as he does* I am a robot, I do not climb...
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