I'm STARVING.
I decided it was time to eat lunch, like, an HOUR ago, and I'm still at the computer. And what am I doing now? I'm writing a blog post. Tssh.
Okay then, what have I been up to? Well, the Tanith novella, as you may have guessed. I have another week of writing on that and then I'll pretty much launch straight into Book 8, provisionally titled Skulduggery Pleasant: People Gonna CRY. But I digress.
On Halloween I did an event in Dublin with my editor Nick Lake and cover artist Tom Percival. It was the first time we'd been on stage together and it was basically a big chat about how the books get made and the process behind it all. Plus I mocked people. It was fun.
And that event also marked another first- the first time the real Valkyrie Cain attended. Laura was sitting at the back beside my agent, and when I mentioned that she was actually here there was an audible gasp around the room and everyone started craning their necks to try and spot her. Laura, for her part, stared straight ahead and tried to attract no attention whatsoever. I'm fairly sure she emerged unscathed by the whole experience- thought she DID glare at me afterwards.
That night we all went out to dinner, fifteen of us, and many laughs were had. Presumably. I spent the next day with Nick as he tried to get me to decide what to write once Skulduggery is over. I have a few ideas, but I'm still not entirely sure what it'll be. Apart from brilliant. We all KNOW it'll be brilliant.
Voting for the Irish Book Awards have come around again. This year I'm up against Anna Carey, Judi Curtin, John Boyne, Darren Shan and Eoin Colfer. That's a pretty impressive list by anyone's standards. I didn't win last year- Anna did- and to be honest I had THE best time. I actually like not winning. It means you can hold a conversation with someone without interruption.
Every year, I don't ask you to vote for me- I ask you to vote for whoever you think deserves it. And this year is no different. Well, ALMOST no different. The only difference is that this year the last Artemis Fowl book is nominated, and if any book deserves to win...
Just pointing it out, that's all. Not trying to influence you, one way or the other. Ahem.
http://www.irishbookawards.ie/vote-here-for-your-favourite-titles
Let's see... oh, next week is going to be fun! You're going to be getting TWO cover releases here on this Blog. The new paperback cover for KOTW at the start of the week, and the Tanith cover at the end of the week.
See? I'm so good to you.
Now I'm going to eat lunch.
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Well, there's not actually a font for "skulduggery Pleasant"
Oh! Yeah, I realise that, and if I ever actually get them published I would obviously not use the same covers. But I have a few that would look awesome if I could position the text right and get a good font.
alright.
I was trying to write a story with chapters and stuff, and I planned to make a cover for each chapter. I did the first one sort of on the iPad, then I decided I probably wasn't going to write it anyway :(
A cover for each chapter? Hmmm... Sounds cool, but time-consuming. For me, the covers would take more time than the actual story.
I am going to pull a Star Inkbright and go on a quest. What am I going on a quest for, you ask? Hmm.*sits in corner and thinks*
Aha!*jumps up and hits head on nonexistent ceiling* I shall go on a quest to find out what my quest is!
*holds up sword bravely* This thing is heavy!
*sheathed sword reluctantly*
*picks up pebble* This shall be my weapon!
*tosses pebble back and forth*
*drops pebble*
*pebble rolls away* NO! My trusty defense!
*dives under bush*
*finds another, identical pebble* I have found it! The dark forces are no match for me!
*marches off towards volcano, because that's where my Quest is*
*realizes that I'm going to the mountains, not the volcano*
*pauses*
*shrugs*
*continues towards mountains*
There's BOUND to be SOMETHING! Like SNOWMEN'
*stops again* But....it's Summer!
*cries*
No SNOWMEN!
*grabs banana*
*smushes it*
*throws pebble at mountain*
*laughs*
HA! YOU HAVE BEEN CRUSHED BY MY TRUSTY PEBBLE!
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Chapter One
Valkyrie V. frowned. She had been sitting in her room, reading, and suddenly, as if she had blinked, she was here. Wherever 'here' was. There were trees. There were some leaves on the ground. There was a scary looking unicorn sitting in front of her. There was... Wait a second. There was a UNICORN sitting in front of her. It was purple. It was giant. It had red eyes, and shadows swirling around its horn. And it was almost as if there was a rainbow trailing behind it.
Val stared. “What?... WHAT?”
She heard a rustling behind her and whirled around. The bush behind her parted and she had to lunge to the side to avoid being trampled by a second unicorn that had just arrived. It looked like someone had been riding it, from what she had seen. She heard some shouting, a weird horse noise, another shout, and another horse noise. The two unicorns dashed off, kicking up dirt behind them.
Dusting herself off, Val got up slowly, in complete and utter shock of what was happening. She tried to blink her focus back, and could only barely manage to pay attention to anything when she heard a groan beside her.
Val walked over to where the man who had groaned was. She helped him up. “Excuse me, but do you have any idea what...” She trailed off and stared. “DEREK?”
“Yes?” Derek Landy answered.
Val stared.
“Who might you be?”
Val stared.
“Uh... Are you okay?”
Val stared.
He waved his hand in front of her. “Er... Hello?”
She blinked. “So... You're... You're DEREK LANDY?”
“Yes, yes I am,” he said with a smile. “And I'm awesome, but I'm sure you already know that. Who are you?”
“Uh... I'm... I'm...” She couldn't think. Everything was a bit too confusing right now. “Oh, wait, I remember! I'm Valkyrie V., from your Blog! The crazy one who had a party for you!
It was Derek's turn to look stunned. “Ivy?”
Val nodded, a grin on her face. She thought for a moment. “Wait... Were you just riding a unicorn?”
Derek thought about it for a second, trying to remember. “Yes,” he decided. “Yes I was.”
Val arched an eyebrow. “Impressive.”
“Well, I AM amazing.” After a few moments they both frowned.
“How did we get here?” they asked in unison, taking a slightly more detailed observation of the place. It was some sort of forest, that was for sure. And it was pretty dark, so it was probably night. As for where they were, they hadn't the slightest idea.
“Maybe we're in another dimension,” Val suggested. “You know, like in Kingdom of the Wicked.”
“No, that couldn't have happened,” Derek said, thinking about it. “We would've had to have been near each other if we were to shunt at the same time. Or we'd need to be sent directly by a Dimensional Shunter. And I know I wasn't.”
“Neither was I.”
“Maybe we teleported here, then.”
“But wouldn't we need TWO Teleporters? If we both got sent at the same time, in different spots, that wouldn't be possible with one. We'd need one to send you, and one to send me. There's only one Teleporter left, and he's, well, an idiot.”
“Well done,” Derek nodded. “My brilliant books have taught you well. Is there any other ways you can think of?”
“Not at the moment, no.” Val looked around. “I wonder if there's anyone else here. Maybe we could ask them. Unless they're evil. Then we should hide or something.”
“Or we could fight them.”
“I doubt we have magic or anything.”
“Ah, good point.” The both paused, then grinned. Focusing, the clicked their fingers.
Fire.
They had just generated a spark by clicking their fingers.
“Okay,” Val said, a grin clear on her face, “fighting them is now an option.”
Using their flames as light, they wandered around a little. There had to be SOMEONE around. Wherever they were, there had to be some sort of person for them to talk to.
Val pushed aside some bushes and tried to peer into the dark behind it. Nothing there. She sighed. “Are you finding anything yet?”
“No,” Derek replied, turning away from the bush he was observing, “but that's probably because it's only been about five minutes.”
“Five minutes too long,” Val muttered.
Derek looked at her. “You really have no patience.”
She shrugged. They heard a scream behind them and whirled around.
“Hide!” Val said quickly.
They looked around for a place to hide. In the dark, all they could really see was trees and bushes. Putting out their flames, they started climbing the tree. After a bit of difficulty, they both managed to find a way to keep themselves balanced,
A figure came into view beneath them. It was hard to see, but from what they could gather, the figure looked like a purple octopus. In a forest. Running in a way that would remind someone of the word 'squiggly'.
“The Ninjas!” the octopus thing cried. “The Ninjas are coming! They have the lizard as a hostage! Everybody, RUN!”
There was silence, and nobody ran, because there was no one there to run. The octopus gave an exasperated sigh, then looked directly at Val and Derek.
“I told you, RUN!”
They glanced at each other. There was no use trying to hide if the octopus thing already knew they were there. Moving quickly, Val and Derek began their climb down.
However, they must have been moving a little TOO quickly, because Val lost her grip and slipped out of the tree, hitting every branch on the way down. Groaning, she saw Derek arching an eyebrow at her.
“Wow,” he said. “You must really be a fan of the books.”
“Trust me,” Val told him as her helped her up, “I am.”
What is that? Do mine ears detect a Bloglandian in distress? I shall rescue you!
*goes off to rescue Thrust*
*walks into tree*
*trips over pebble*
*draws sword again*
So, fellow Bloglandian, what are your woes?
*points* That's the first chapter of the story I'm writing for Derek. I just started the fourth.
Hi Val! Ohmigoldengod, that's hilarious! Me like!
Stories! Yay! Me like stories. But...I won't be able to read the rest of it after tonight, probably...
Haha, thanks :D
My friend Victor was bored so I handed him my notebook to read it, and by the time he was done he was laughing super hard and couldn't stop grinning. All he said was, "You should seriously get that published."
Would you be allowed to publish it? Because, technically, it's using Dereks character and type of magyck...*muses*
That's what I was thinking. Or, if I were to get it published, I could just change the character names or something.
I told that to my sister and she said, "So, what, there'd be a skeleton detective named Flower Blossom or something?"
I ended up laughing a bit too hard to answer.
Well, why not? You'd get a lot of people buying it just to verify that there was, in fact, a Skeleton Detective named Flower Blossom.
I have to go. Goodbye Val, Goodbye Thrust. I'll miss you both immensely, and I hope I'll be able to ghost the comments from time to time. If you could tell everyone, maybe? And tell Zaf and Adra and Nix and Eve and Kallie and Ieni and Magpie and SPD and everyone else that I'll miss them? Goodbye, my friends.
My Golden God, I'm actually crying.
Why do you have to go? That's not fair!
Just read the above comments. Or have Thrust explain. I'm going to miss you all so much...
Ugh! That sucks! I'm going to miss you so much!
But maybe you can use the computer at someone else's house? Hopefully?
Maybe. Maybe. I doubt I'll be able keep away for as long as I really should(April. The earliest I could maybe get permission.)
I'd just like to take this opportunity to say that in my own way, I love you all, even those of you I dont particularly like. Thats no one, here.
I once took a break for about a month and a half or two...
Nobody really noticed.
Good bye Kessie!
Don't get too attracted by the comments
Nice Gordon quote :)
I remember I wasn't allowed on the Blog for a while. I lost my mind. Again.
I don't think you'll be able to keep away till April, and I really hope you can't, that way you'll be able to come on. I just wish I'd be able to keep talking to you in between! :(
Yes, you and Val seemed to be great.
It's strange how I noted that a couple of days ago.
And hello, Val. We haven't talked in a while.
Oh well.
Hello, Thrust.
I have to go to bed.....
Good night!!
Night Thrust!
Chapter Two
As far as Val and Derek could tell, the squiggly run was the only way the octopus could move around. It was taking all of their self control to keep from laughing as they followed.
Despite the fact that they were supposed to be running for their lives, apparently, Val and Derek only had to walk at a normal pace to keep up with the squiggly run. Either way, walking three hours was still exhausting.
They didn't really have any idea what time it was when they arrived, but now it was light out, so it was probably around six in the morning or so. They finally saw what looked like it could be a community in the distance. Val practically squealed with joy at the sight.
“Can we stop there? Is that where we're stopping?” she asked.
The octopus thing didn't answer.
“Hey, are we going to stop there?” Derek asked.
Still, no answer.
Val turned around. “Hey, where'd that squiggly guy go?”
“What do you mean? It's right...” He trailed off, looking around. They stopped walking, and looked around. After about a minute and a half, they stopped and turned to each other.
“How did we just LOSE somebody?” Derek asked slowly.
“I really, really don't know,” Val answered.
There was an awkward silence.
“Well, I guess we should keep going,” Derek said.
“Right. Yes. Okay.” Val nodded, and followed Derek as he continued forward.
As they approached the city-like place, they noticed how small it really was. Literally. The buildings, at the most, were about three metres tall, and the majority of them were even smaller. A group of tiny cat people swarmed them.
“Ah!” Val shrieked. “Tiny cat people! They're stabbing my feet!”
“Calm down,” Derek said. He picked one of them up. It was small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. “Look, see, it's not that-” He dropped it. “OW! It bit me!”
They started kicking them away, with the occasional stomp. After all the creepy little cat things were scattered and moaning, they cautiously continued forward. Approaching a building, Derek bent down to knock on the door. A face appeared at the window that was level with his eye. The tiny thing shrieked in terror.
“Eeeeek! It's a giant alien eye! Like from Doctor Who! Ahhhhhh!”
Derek frowned. “I'm not the Atraxi.”
The thing, that looked like a miniature walking fish, shook its head. “You lie! You lie! I will tell the Doctor about this! I will, I will!”
“Geez... Repetitive much?”
“Whoa, wait. You know the Doctor?” Val asked.
“OF COURSE!” the fish shrieked, exasperated. “I'm going to call him RIGHT NOW! I will report the threat posed by the Atraxi, and -”
Another fish person came out ans whispered into the first one's ear. The first one scowled. At least, that's what Val and Derek could gather from the facial expressions of a fish.
“Well,” the fish growled, “it appears the Doctor has gone off to stop the world from ending again. It ALSO appears that you AREN'T the Atraxi. I guess you're just boring old humans. Bah. That's LAME.”
“We aren't lame,” Derek pointed out. “I mean, at least we have LIMBS. And FINGERS. And decent sized brains. Oh, and I know for a fact that I'm amazing.”
“And we have, you know, magical powers and stuff,” Val added. “Just to let you know.”
The fish stared, making a startled fish impression. Which isn't too descriptive, on account of the fact that that was what it was. And the previous sentence didn't make much sense either, but whatever.
“You people have MAGIC?” it practically squeaked.
“Uh, yeah.”
“I must go tell the queen of this news, I must, I must!” The fish ran off, leaving Val and Derek standing there, confused.
“Is getting the queen a good or a bad thing?” Val asked.
“I actually don't know,” Derek admitted. “But they're fish people, y'know? I'm sure we could step on her if we need it.
Val laughed. The fish person came back out, followed by a man in a poofy pink dress. Val and Derek stared.
“THRASHER?!” they exclaimed in shock.
“That's QUEEN Thrasher to you!” Thrasher shouted. He frowned. “Valkyrie?”
“Um... hi. Where's Scapegrace?”
“He, well, she, doesn't seem to like me very much. I think he-she is just jealous because I'm royalty now. But don't think I'm saying anything bad about Master Scapegrace, I just -”
“Okay, that's quite enough of that now,” Derek interrupted. “I can see why Scapegrace found you irritating.”
“Remember, Derek, you're the one who made him up,” Val pointed out to him.
“I was made up?” Thrasher squeaked.
“Well, you're the one who made him a bit annoying just now,” Derek replied to Val, ignoring Thrasher.
“I'm annoying?” Thrasher asked.
“Very,” Val answered. “Also, I suppose you ARE right about me making him a tad annoying just now, but that's because the class the real me is sitting in while writing this is boring, and the real me just noticed this sentence is a bit confusing at this point and that she should probably stop writing it.”
She finished her sentence and frowned. “I am so odd sometimes...”
“I can agree with that,” said a velvety voice from behind them.
Val and Derek spun around to see who was standing there. They couldn't help but stare.
“SKULDUGGERY?!”
“Hello, Valkyrie, hello, Derek,” Skulduggery Pleasant said. “I can't help but wonder: how did you get here?”
Chapter Three
Neither of them answered. It was Skulduggery. For real. And it was absolutely impossible to do anything but stare. Finally, Derek came back to his senses.
“Uh... We don't know how we got here,” Derek told Skulduggery. “Maybe it was a Dimensional Shunter.”
“That's what I was thinking,” Skulduggery replied. “However, I can't remember any time that could've happened, unless the Shunter figured out some way to send people without them being aware. Do you remember anything odd happening before you got here?”
“Not exactly. I remember reading some of the Minion's crazy comments on my Blog, and then I went to feed my dogs, and then I was trying to think of some other way to delay writing, but I blinked and ended up on a unicorn and found Val.”
“Interesting,” Skulduggery said, nodding. He turned to Val. “And you?”
Val finally managed to stop staring. “Uh... I was sitting in my room, at the computer, delaying writing by commenting on Derek's Blog, and at the same time I was reading one of my SP books, then, like Derek said – I blinked and here I was. Which was a bit of a bad idea, blinking. There could've been a Weeping Angel in the room.” She paused. “Are you really standing there? Like, for real? Or am I going mad?”
Skulduggery tilted his head. “Valkyrie, dear, you've been made for quite some time now. Remember?”
“Oh. Right.”
“However, on the topic of your arrivals, I haven't the slightest idea how you got here.”
“What were YOU doing before you got here?” Derek asked Skulduggery.
Skulduggery thought for a moment. “I was about to punch a Necromancer in the face,” he answered. “I hope my fist connected with them before I ended up here. Otherwise my code would've sounded a tad ridiculous. Well, more ridiculous than before.”
Thrasher, whom they had completely forgotten about, asked, “What code are you talking about? I can keep secrets, if your code is a secret. Well, Master Scapegrace doesn't think I can, but-”
“But the sparrow flies south for winter,” Val said, and punched him in the face. Thrasher did a little twirl before he fell over. The fish people made a Fergus-like face at her. Skulduggery's expression was unreadable, on account of the fact that he didn't have a face, but Derek was grinning.
“Awesome,” he said.
“OUR QUEEN!” the fish people shrieked in horror. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!”
“Er... Helped him take a nap?” Val tried.
“GET THEM!” the leader screeched, and the fish charged at them.
The fish were very brutal with their attacks. They kept on throwing punches, and biting, and trying to tackle Skulduggery, Val, and Derek to the ground.
In other words, the fish continuously flopped their fins against them, attempting to clamp their toothless mouths against them, and kept flinging their flimsy fish bodies at feet.
“This is upsettingly pathetic,” Skulduggery remarked, shaking his head.
“We should leave,” Derek commented, kicking away a few of the harmless yet irritating fish people.
Turning to leave, Skulduggery and Derek walked off the way cool people did in movies, but Val had to use all of her self control NOT to skip and start singing, “We're off to see the Wizard” from the Wizard of Oz.
The three of them walked about five miles through the forest without finding any sort of civilization. There had been a few brief conversations between them, a couple of murmurs, but for the most part they had travelled in silence.
Val, who was by far the most irritated by this ridiculously long walk, asked, “Are we there yet?”
“No,” Derek answered, also bothered by the trip.
Val groaned. “I hate walking. It's so boring. And tiring.”
“Not all the time,” Skulduggery countered, watching a tree as he walked past it. “You can admire the scenery.”
She frowned. “Do you even GET tired? Like, is that even possible? You don't, do you? That's not fair.” She turned to Derek. “Can he get tired?”
“Why should I know?”
“You created him.”
“Oh. Yeah. Let me think about it.” He turned to Skulduggery. “Do you get tired?” he asked in a whisper.
“Not necessarily,” Skulduggery whispered back.
“Okay, okay, I heard your conversation,” Val said. “So this entire trip is completely unfair for Skulduggery.”
Skulduggery paused. “Valkyrie, does the word 'patience' mean anything to you?”
Val was about to answer but Derek hushed her. “Do you hear that?
“What?”
“That.”
“You really aren't being descriptive enough here.”
“And you really aren't paying attention.” He pointed to the giant green monster coming right at them. “That.”
She stared. “Oh. Right. That.”
“I apologise for disrupting your bickering,” Skulduggery interrupted, “but I feel we should probably get out of the way.”
They all dodged to the side as it barrelled past. The monster looked around, saw it hadn't trampled them, and turned on its heel, searching for the three people standing there. The monster stared them dead in the eyes.
“Well,” Skulduggery said slowly, “this is just DANDY.”
That's pretty much what I have so far...
Hi
Grrrr. My brother is so annoying. He says, "Watch this" and I'll watch it. "Listen to this" and I'll listen to it. "Read this" and I'll read it. "Play this" and I'll play it. But when I say "Play To The Moon, it's working again!" Hey just says "No." He won't even watch Pewdiepie play it. Gosh, he won't even watch a TRAILER for it. Not one person I have encountered has not liked it. In fact, some have even described it as an Ever game. WHY IS HE SO ANNOYING?
Because he has not yet watched/played to the moon, and his mind is not open to awesome plot lines
Now I will not be here, because I am FINALLY WATCHING ADVENTURE TIME SEASON 5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
... Epic
NOOOOOO!!!!!! KESSIE GONE!!!!!!!! AND I COULDN'T EVEN YAY HER FOR GOING ON A QUEST!!!!!!!!! :(
I finally started reading Skulduggery today. :)
*flaming something hits me in the back* OW! *rolls around on the ground for a moment betore turning attention to flaming object*
Oh, cool. It's an arrow. A blunt one. And it has a piece of paper attached to it. And the piece of paper has my name on it. *metaphorical old, creaky lightbulb flickers into life* Ohhhhh . . . right. It's a note for me. *tries to get note off arrow without burning fingers*
*fails miserably and runs to the lake,screaming and waving hand about*
*returns* Naughty note.
*slightly brighter metaphorical lightbulb comes on* AHA. *stamps on arrow to put fire out*
*waits for it to cool down*
*scoops scorched note up, opens it and frowns at charred mess*
. . . Inkbri . . . ngry . . . veng . . . aftern . . . lv . . . he . . . wai . . . bellio . . . th.
Yes, that made total sense.
Well, the first bit is my name. Then the next word is probably ANGRY. Then . . . Vengeful? Vengence? Afternoon, next. Lv, I have no idea. Wai. Something Japanese? Or wait? Waiting? Waiter? After that, bellio. No clue. Then th. The? There? Thing?
Gtg now. School. :(
OMG VAL!!!
THE STORY IS TOTALLY ****ING HALARIOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!IT'S TOTALLY AMASINGLY AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DEREK IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT THEN YOU MUST READ IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I like your theory, Nix. Another could be:
I'm his little sister and nothing I like is awesome.
Is anyone here...?
Never mind. I'm distant anyway.
REFLECT!
I'm here! Sorry!
Hi Gabeiel
Can i call you Iel?
Hi *shakes hand* I don't think we've met before?
Hi!
I don't think so..
Hi Mist! Can I call you Mist? There's another guy I call Mist, but I can call both of you Mist!
Yea that's fine by me!
How are you today?
I'm really depressed..yeah, that's sad.\
What about you?
I'm good!
Why are you sad?
Lots of things makes me depressed...
MYSCHOOLLIBRARYDIDN'THAVEUNRAVELLING. D:
And I think I've confirmed that when my wrists hurt, it's my veins that are hurting. Because my hand was hurting in the same way as my wrists do in Science, and it was hurting at this place where this vein splits into two veins . . . *points at hand*
Plus my wrists were aching today at intervals as well . . . But it's okay, it's rarely actually PAINFUL. Usually when it happens it's just an ache. So I'm good. :)
New post:)
Hey guys! Val your story is HYSTERICAL!
Bye Kestrel. Hope you can get permission soon.
Is anybody on here?
I just re-read KOTW and it deserves that vote
Hehehhehehe
Boop.
Nothing but boop.
As far as the eye can boop.
Boop boop.
Boop?
Boop.
For the sake of minusing an 'O':
Bop.
#ChaseForBook9
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
Hello? Anybody here?
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Are we here?
The film I am going to see is Going Postal!
*Says hello to everyone and hands out hugs and marshmallows*
Have to go now!
Byeee!
*Looks up at the top of the page*
Look at that...back when zafira was nice...
(I presume this is it?)
Yes Sophia.
Terry Pratchett's Going Postal???
Ok! will we start the quiz then? i'll need to go find a general knowledge one and then a profile picture one.
(*Clamps his mouth shut and glares at Sil while cuddling Gemma*)
*Snuggles into John*
G'bye Kalli.
(Helloooooooooooooooooooooooo)
(*Looks round* Oh *vanishes in a flash of blue fire*)
(Hello, Edward.)
(Soph! How are you?)
(I am depressed, yourself?)
Watching RWBY, sorry, got distracted
(I am rather happy thanks. Any way I can help?)
(Hello Chi, how be you?)
(I will be back in a moment.)
(Ok Soph)
I stopped watching RWBY a while back... the 3D animation wasn't working for me.
(Hello Blake, I hope you are well. How be you?)
(I am as you have hoped, how are you?)
(I am good thanks)
(I am back.)
(Welcome back)
I've had the best idea for a rp...
A blogland zombie apocalypse!
and to anyone here Happy author day
-Rhos.
(I am afraid you cannot help, Edward. I have been this way for eight years and it is likely I will be like this for another eight years.)
(Hello Gar, whats author day?)
(Ah, well I wish you the best then Soph)
As opposed to being our characters, us authors are taking the day to talk.
(I have already survived one apocalyptic event and I have no intentions of voluntarily taking part in another.)
(Oh, right then. Author day it is - J)
I like the idea of our own little zombie a-poc, and we all know Blake would too.
(AAAAAAND MY ELECTRICT IS ALIVE AGAIN! YEY!)
-starts nodding since Beth seems to be buying it-
Yeah.
(Zombies are good, I would like a good apocalypse
Hello Sil, how are you?)
Bethany: This... is going to sound bad but... I don't believe you...
Hooray for author day...
and why not Soph, apocalyptic events are awesome! (survival in a wasteland after a nuclear war,
Zombie apocalypse, vampire apocalypse, so many apocalypse scenarios)
(CAT-APOCOLYPSE)
(I'm good!)
Oh.
-stops nodding-
Yay we should so do one and see how many people want to do it...
km on 3 people so far...
me
j / Blake
j / Ed
(Have you ever been in an apocalypse, Garrett? No.
I have. Against beings a lot more powerful than any zombies.
It is a lot less fun than it sounds, in reality. Trust me.)
Bethany: ... You're not telling the truth...
-shakes her head-
No I'm not..
Don't fret it, Gar. Soph takes everything waaaaaaaaaaay too seriously. Also there's the fact that she is a character and cannot look at things from an author point of view.
Bethany: Then please tell the truth?
(It is true that I am somewhat lacking a sense of humour. However, I have no reason to find the deaths of most of the population of this planet in any way funny, fictional or not.)
...it's cause I only took the tiniest bit of your blood and restraining myself took more effort than I expected..
Bethany: I knew you didn't have any for most of the time! *sighs and draws her sword, slashing herself in the shoulder, hissing* Drink.
(I shall return in a bit)
That is true Blake....
but soph has a point, i haven't been in a legit apocalypse,
but i do know how they work (I've played dead island and fallout new Vegas and both black ops games...)
but that doesn't mean jack really... But the good side of it is, its role play not legit life so its all good *nods*
Beth!
-blurs over and puts pressure on the slash wound-
Don't bloody cut yourself!
-is staring at the blood, shaking slightly-
I'm not feeding from you.
(How an apocalypse works is a lot of screaming, a lot of fire, your loved ones dying and destruction everywhere whilst you can do absolutely nothing.)
Bethany: Then I suppose the wound will just bleed.
(I will be back soon.)
-puts more pressure on it, trying to get it to stop bleeding, getting slightly dizzy-
You can't force me to drink from you..
(Okay Soph.)
Quack!
Yeah, hey everyone!
It's been way too long,
(Did I miss the quiz? At least tell me there's cake left?!)
(-hugs Kallie then steps back and bows-
It is a privilege to see a face possessing such beauty as yours fine queen.)
(Hello one Pyro-Dawn. How art thou this fine moment?)
*hugs Kal and waves to Silente* It has been too long, and I'm pretty good, ^_^
(-has a moment of revelation and stares at Kal-
If...you're the Zombie queen....does that make Scapegrace your partner and king?)
Oooh, what Kal?
(-throws self to the floor and bows:-)
(-looks confused and so stays sat just casually holding a cupcake-)
Oh man Kal that is awesome!!
I do still play a little, although I like singing a lot now,
(I PLAY VIOLIN! HIGH FIVE! *goes back to ghosting and watching Sherlock*)
(Tea..
-awkwardly doesn't like tea-
-sits awkwardly holding the cupcake still-)
(We should all start the RP tomorrow since it's a weekend ^.^ zombie apocalypse :D)
Tea is wonderful! It just needs a few spoons of sugar and a few more spoons of sugar,
And then it's pretty much entirely sugar and you can have it with cake,
(-takes the magic cup of hot blackcurrant-
Thank you kindly.
-wonders if the vampires have a queen-
-ponders how ironic it would be for a vampire traitor to because a vampire queen-
-smiles-)
(Since year 2 so... This is my ninth year and I'm on G7)
(Wait, who is having cake?)
(-huggles GemGem-)
Hello again
[may or may not be here]
[I'm not really sure anymore]
(-huggles Fabi-
-runs off and gets coronated-
-returns-)
(I am back.)
Bethany: True. *suddenly moves her hand so Silente's hand gets covered in blood* But I can do that.
Hear hear!
2 good ideas in one day... This is a first for me (the origins of author day and now the blogland zombie apocalypse!!!)
Hey Sophia, Silente, Kallie, Garrett, Pyro, Velvet, Chi, and anyone I may have missed.
[hugs Kallie]
I'm good, actually. My first nutcracker performance is today and my inkle loom came. :-)
(-bows back to the Zombie Queen-
The undead queens.
-grins-)
-stares at all the blood and holds her breath, shaking more-
Wow that's awesome Velvet!
And hey Gemma!
So much time has passed since I was here last time, it's insane,
Bethany: ... Please just have some.
Hi.
I'm furious. I was supposed to go see Mockingjay with my friend since I fed her cats and now because anyomous students say she did something wrong in school her parents won't go now. Mind you they promised to take me as a reward. Yeah, I think I have EVERY right to be pissed. My mom took money out for me and everything.
-Zaf
Oh gosh so many people,
Hey to all you guys, nice to meet you, ^_^
(Hello, Pyro-Dawn.)
PYRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *tacklehugs*
I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN 3 YEARS! HOW ARE YOU?!
-shakes her head, staring-
Oh, I'm not new *smiles*
Tanith and Valkyrie Lover *bows*
(@Gem -whispers- bow to me! -evil laugh-)
Hi Kalli *hugs*
Hello Fabi,
Hello Pyro
(-pokes Xan-)
Bethany: *makes another cut in her shoulder*
I'm not a vampire so I have to bow to no one *smirks* I'm a goddess, back off, child.
(-pokes Xan twice-
-whispers- I'm a queen now. -nods-)
Well, um, today I'm a party girl, snowflake and lead baker.
In show two, I'm a party guy, mouse, snowflake and flower
In show three, I'm a party girl, mouse, snowflake and lead baker
In show four, I'm a party guy, mouse and flower
So yeah.
Nice to meet you, too, Pyro! Welcome back. :-)
Hello Zafira
Oh yes, Welcome back Pyro. And you still have the same picture from back then too ^.^
(-stands up tall-
-which probably isn't very tall compared to chi-
I'm not a child.)
-whimpers and gives up, clamping her mouth onto Beth's shoulder, lapping up the blood that's already bled-
Bethany: You could have done this without making me cut myself again.
(*Pats Sil on the head*)
Oh man hey Gemma! Long time no see!!
(-pokes Xan four times-)
-makes a noise halfway between a whimper and a growl at Beth, both sorry and annoyed at having been played-
-starts sucking the blood out of her body as opposed to lapping up what had already left-
(-glares at Blake-
-blasts him in the face with her hose-)
I know Pyro *smiles*
I missed you.
*sighs*
Hello.
And yeah, I like the picture, I think I've had the same one almost since when I first joined
(And now I am just waiting for the innuendos to begin.)
Bethany: *tenses herself up a little, getting ready to pull away when she starts getting tired and/or dizzy*
(-frowns and keeps poking Xan-
Hey tia/tanya/kas)
-drinks a bit more until she starts thinking better of the situation and stops, letting Beth go, feeling bad-
S-sorry..
^_^ I missed you too,
(-pokes Xan in the eye-)
Bethany: Why?
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