How are we all?
Are we all nervous? Terrified, even? Are we all dreading December 21st, the last day on Earth as predicted by the Mayans? Although, as Jon Stewart pointed out on The Daily Show, the Mayans haven't exactly got the best track record as far as predicting the end of civilisations go... to wit, the Mayans...
But I digress.
So how will you be spending the last day on Earth? Will you be surrounded by loved ones? Will you be sobbing into a tub of ice cream? Will you, in fact, forget all about the end of the world because you still haven't got your Christmas shopping done?
Or will you be reading a very special end-of-the-world short story as posted on this very Blog- a short story that will ONLY be available on the 21st and 22nd before being taken down- in which Skulduggery and Valkyrie track down the cause of the world's destruction and do their very best to avert it? A short story called "The Button"?
Hmm? Is THAT what you'll be doing?
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«Oldest ‹Older 3401 – 3600 of 4954 Newer› Newest»((GOODBYE TAIA *cuddles*
Trip just make up a name *facepalm* :3))
So you do know of which sword we speak of?
((But his name was so cool!))
Suit man! Duna nuna nuna nuna nuna nuna suit man!: My dear, a collector only comes by a channeller weapon,let alone a sword once or twice in their whole career, and is lucky even then to actually obtain it. Of course I know it.
#ChaseForBook9
(omg)
Then where the hell is it?
((I remember his first name))
Artifice: Ah... you see, I spent so much money on it, and then having it fitted in...
#ChaseForBook9
((Cool!!!))
Ahem.
I'll defenestrate you if you don't tell us
Artifice: And you've totally ruined my office... I just don't know if I can afford to give it back.
#ChaseForBook9
*clears her throat and calmly opens a window*
*grabs Artifice and leans him through the window, threatening to push him off of it at any second*
I don't think you understand. You will afford to tell us, because otherwise you'll be looking towards a funeral
Artifice: And you won't find the sword. See how that works?
#ChaseForBook9
Then this building will be taken apart brick. By. Brick.
I don't think you understand how dangerous a woman is when she can hardly interact with her boyfriend without causing him pain
Because believe me-
It gets dangerous
Artifice:...
Can you offer me some form of compensation? Just something, not really money, but just an item, to make me feel like this venture wasn't a complete and total loss?
#ChaseForBook9
Artifice: How about that time travelling car of yours?
#ChaseForBook9
*sighs and shoves Artifice back into the room*
(I am back, y'all . . .)
(Hey Anni!)
#ChaseForBook9
((Hello, Annika!))
(I'm assumed that, whatever you're doing, I probably shouldn't jump in, so for now . . .)
*sits on a park bench*
*unwraps a Snickers*
*chews it sadly*
*stares at the blinking radio tower in the distance*
((Heya Annika!))
(Oh, hullo, Rhydian! I didn't see you there, you know, being so stealth-like.)
I think I've figured out a good Harralie song.
Well, Mara to Harry anyway. Even though the singer is a guy. Um.
It's Until The End by Quietdrive :)
(Hullo, Maralie!)
((so many things are happening all at once!
AHHH *sees everyone*))
Helloooooooo
The Harralie wedding is in less than two months... :)
*chews sadly*
*feels something hard in her lab coat pocket*
*pulls it out*
*it's the ace of spades*
*and scrawled across it in ballpoint pen is the word AWARE*
*she puts it back in her pocket*
*and cries*
((LOVE THAT SONG MARA!!!! PERFECT HARALIE!!!))
Hey Mara.
Artifice: Nothing?
I've got nothing.
#ChaseForBook9
((I know! I'm so excited!
OSMOSIS))
Mara I am SO turning up for the Wedding ok? You really don't have a choice lol
*frowns* Hmm...
(That was a very sudden and random use of Osmosis, there.
That's like screaming OSMOSIS in the middle of a crowded parking garage.
Which I kind of want to do, now.
Just to see the strange looks I get.)
(But the playing card?
No.
That's not Osmosis.
That's something else.
Heh heh heh heh heh . . .)
*finishes her Snickers*
*looks at the empty wrapper sadly*
*sighs*
OMFG REALLY RHYDIAN
IKR IT'S PERF ASDFGHJKL
*hugs Adra* *hugs Rhy*
Well of course you're cominggggg :P
Artifice: Yes?
#ChaseForBook9
So who's giving you away at the wedding?
((I mean who's walking you down the aisle))
((I DONT CARE IT IS PERFECT OKAY?))
I'm thinking.
To be honest, I have nothing. Is there anything else?
AVENGED SEVENFOLD HAVE A SONG CALLED UNTIL THE END.
AND I POSTED THE LINK THE OTHER DAY.
AND TAIA COMPLIMENTED AVENGED SEVENFOLD "A7X really sound quite brilliant", she said, plus awesomer stuff that I can't quote. And then I freaked out with happiness. :)
She said "lyrically and the meaning in particular", but that she also liked the instrumentation and that she liked "how the song breaks down without losing any of its power." And then she kept listening until the next song came on, and liked that one too, and wrote some of the lyrics out.
I'M SORRY. IT WAS A BIG MOMENT FOR ME. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Artifice: You have a time travelling car.
#ChaseForBook9
(I'm too tired to do a badass solo RP right now. Precocious is sitting on a bench in the park. Anyone who would like to start RPing with her would be welcome. Anyone who would not like to do so will be given a stern look, followed by a puppy.)
Rhy - Niall is, actually. Seeing as my parents are, uhm, dead. (Aka Mara's parents not mine omg no) We're really close, so:)
Star - really? :o I'LL LOOK IT UP AS SOON AS MY ITUBE STARTS WORKING *nods*
Well do ya want it or no?
Gods I'm terrible at this..
Ok! Can't wait for the wedding!
@Mara: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lx-ecBNI43Q&list=PLTslNdjmKxFtDwh1k3FIRyXuARLNTj9fJ&index=64
But that's okay, you don't have to. :)
And - :O I didn't know MaraTC's parents were dead . . .
@Annika: I'm going to sleep soon, so. :(
#ChaseForBookNine
*teleports into Blogland* *yells* ADRASDOS DARK GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK YOU.
(*gives Star a stern look*
*and a puppy*)
WHAT MARA WHAT
*totes can hear Mara from Berlin*
*hears yelling*
*looks up*
*face still wet with tears*
WHAT THE-
Artifice: You know what? *holds hands up* Let's just get this over with. *walks over to a bookshelf and pulls out a book. He opens it to a page and taps a sigil drawn there, the bookshelf opens like a door* Artifice: Shall we?
#ChaseForBook9
*hides from puppy* :P
#ChaseForBoookNine
Star - it says it was blocked from my country... D:
And, yep. They were um murdered while she watched. So. *coughs*
Rhy - Me either :3
Going to sleep now. Fours!
#ChaseForBookNine
(Puppy: *bares its teeth* Grrr.)
@Mara: What da fuck. -_-
That's fine, anyway. :)
*really leaves now*
#ChaseForBookNine
Bye Star!
*laughs* Oh wow. Who would have known annoying him would have worked
(And goodnight, Star!)
*stares at the ground*
Bue Star!
*sees a stray kitty wandering past*
*grimaces*
*she doesn't like kitties*
. . .
. . .
Hullo.
Kitty: *looks bemused*
. . . Are you lost too?
I know, right?
#ChaseForBook9
Ahem
*walks in*
Kitty: MEOW.
*female kitty bounces out of a bush towards him*
*they touch noses*
. . . Aw. That's kind of cute.
Are you in love?
. . . That's stupid, cats can't fall in love.
Kitties: *sniff the air*
*come a little closer*
. . .
*sigh*
I'm talking to a pair of kitties.
. . .
. . .
*to the kitties* I thought I was in love once, too.
It wasn't what I thought it was.
*lies down* *yawns and closes eyes* *drifts off to sleep*
((Goodnight everyone!))
((Night Rhydian!))
He didn't feel the same way. About me, I mean.
Kitties: *don't give a rat's ass about what she's talking about*
*sighs*
*puts her feet up on the bench*
And then he died. He just up and died.
I wasn't there.
Maybe I could've saved him, if I was there.
But I wasn't.
And he's dead now.
*closes eyes*
I don't think I'm ready to be in love again.
Especially . . . especially not with HIM . . .
Kitties: *slink away*
. . . . Yeah. Go on. I'm boring you.
S'alright.
I don't blame you.
*siiiiiiigh*
I'm so tired . . .
Night Rhy!
*Artifice leads them down a hall lined with display cases packed with swords of many shapes and sizes, colours and designs, they are beautiful, and not one looks as if it has seen battle*
#ChaseForBook9
(Goodnight, Rhydian!)
*glances and observes the artillery*
Impressive, to say
*stands up*
*takes a walk*
. . .
Halloween night.
Anything, anything at all, could happen. The one night of the year when sorcerers and monsters, monsters I've spent my life trying to free the world from, can walk openly, free from any suspicion.
It is, after all, Halloween.
*murmurs softly*
Boys and girl of every age,
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
*Trip is walking past, half impressed, half wearing a face that say "Eh, mine's better.". Artifice leads them into a large circular room with Trip's sword placed lightly on a marble plinth in the middle*
#ChaseForBook9
Let me guess,
Arrows shoot out to kill is of we take a step forward?
Artifice: No Why the hell would I do that?
#ChaseForBook9
That's what happens in the movies...
*strolls down a street*
*children are darting everywhere*
*wearing costumes*
*and trick-or-treating*
Heh. Cute. That's supposed to be a vampire, right? And that thing's a zombie. Heh.
X: Hello.
*looks around*
Oh, hello, little girl!
X: *is wearing a black dress*
*off-setting her white skin*
*and the red ribbon in her hair*
*and her red umbrella*
Hello.
Your name is Doctor Precocious.
Right?
Artifice: Am I stroking a white cat or something? Because that's the impression I'm getting.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh . . . why, yes it is. But how did you know . . .
X: Come with me.
Huh?
X: Let's walk. Down the street. Together. After all, I'm just a little girl, right? And I need a chaperone, if I'm going to go trick-or-treating.
You don't talk like a little girl . . .
X: Do it.
What-
X: Do it, or I'll scream for my parents, and everyone in town will think you're a lesbian pedophile.
WHAT!?
X: Walk.
With me.
Now.
Please?
*looks up plaintively*
*glances over her shoulder*
Oh . . . okay . . .
*glares at him* I don't like you
*walks down the street*
*with X*
X: I've been watching you, Precocious.
H-have you . . ?
X: Yes. I have.
*smiles sweetly*
I've been watching you go about your daily life. Really, eating that many poptarts can't be good for you . . .
*stops*
Who are you?
X: I'm me.
And I have an idea. A special idea. An idea I've been saving, just for you.
*smiles sweetly*
Would you like to hear it?
I most certainly would not.
X: *plays with the ribbon in her hair*
I'm thinking of someone.
Someone who wears black.
And has a weakness for really bad sitcoms.
And likes to keep himself very, very clean . . ?
*gasps*
*tries to take back the gasp*
*she can't*
*that's not how gasps work*
X: So . . . about my idea . . .
((OSMOSIS))
Good evening, Blogland...
Artifice: Oh well.
#ChaseForBook9
brb
#ChaseForBook9
X: How would you like to have all you problems end? All your suffering go away . . .
*clicks her fingers*
Like that?
Would you like to change your life?
I . . .
X: Because I know you, Precocious. I know you more than you know you. And I know there are many things you would like to change. I know there are people you want to see, people who have been dead for a long, long time, and I know that your heart has been tugged in so many different directions you would like nothing more than to heal it. Make it whole again.
Before it turns to stone.
You're worried it's already turned to stone, aren't you?
What the hell do you think you're doing!?
X: And your memory. Your memory is failing you. Huge swaths of your life, nothing but colors and sounds and blurry photographs, eh?
I can fix your mind.
Fix your memory.
You can remember EVERYTHING.
How does that sound?
Well?
*smiles sweetly*
Does that sound nice?
Would you like that, Precocious?
Would you like that?
((Alright, Trip))
*carefully takes one step forward*
((OSMOSISISIISISISISISIISISISISUSUUSUSUSUSUSUSISISIISIS))
(( ahem (Sir-hello! Although in afraid I'm still not talking to you..) ahem))
Back.
#ChaseForBook9
(Hullo, Sir!)
*crosses her arms*
I don't know what your game is, but I don't trust you. Whatever you are, you are certainly not a little girl. And there's nothing that can be done to save me now, you pathetic liar. My heart can's be healed, the dead can not return to life, and nothing can heal my memory.
Nothing.
So I suggest you leave.
Right now.
X: *holds up her hands*
Okay, okay.
That's fine.
I've waited this long.
I can wait longer.
*can't
Adra... Do you mind if I go and get it?
#ChaseForBook9
Hello... [Tries to remember who I already gave stuff to and who I still need to do]
#ChaseForBook9
X: If you're sure . . .
GET OUT.
X: You'll be hearing from me again, I think . . .
*laughs*
No, I don't think I will.
*points*
Go back to your damn trick-or-treating.
X: *removes ribbon from her hair*
*lets it float to the ground*
Think about what I've said.
Remember me.
Because I will remember you, Precocious, oh yes I will. And I'll remember your precious Neurotic. Maybe I'll pay him a visit as well. Something tells me he'll be a . . . better . . . client. The desperate ones always are.
*skips back to the street*
Goodbye, Precocious!
Soon, you'll see things my way!
*watches her leave*
*whispers* I'm not scared of you.
*lies*
*dirty filthy lies*
Ay, be my guest
Just don't get shot or something
(Hi Fabi!))
*crouches*
*picks up the red ribbon*
*on it is written a single word*
REMEMBER
*hurls the ribbons away from her*
I CAN'T!
*storms off down the street*
*head down*
*hands in pockets*
remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember
(Hullo, Moss!)
((Hi...))
((I started another...))
#ChaseForBook9
*slowly stops in the middle of the park*
*sits down on a bench*
*watches the radio tower blinking in the distance*
*breathes slow, heavy breathes*
Useless.
It's all useless.
*buries face in her hands*
(Well, I'm done RPing for now, unless someone wants to join me. Meanwhile, I shall be somewhat distant, interjecting parentheses-enclosed thoughts when I deem it appropriate.)
((I'm happy to join you, if you want. I've got nothing planned))
#ChaseForBook9
((Wait another...?
Okay Annika))
(Cool, Moss!)
*looks up blearily*
Hello . . .
*backs up against the wall, taking a long drawl from her cigarette holder* *suppresses a cough*
((Another song. A more relevant one, actually... Yeah. ))
#ChaseForBook9
(Adra has a cigarette holder? Like one of those long, thin, black ones like Cruella de Ville had?
That's AWESOME.)
*walks up to the plinth, just as he's about to pick up the sword, a blue bubble appears around it. When he turns around, there is one arounds Adra and Artifice*
Shi*!
#ChaseForBook9
Hello. Is... Is something wrong?
#ChaseForBook9
*I do*
*looks around*
Trip what did you do?
Crap sorry I kinda broke down so yup
I'm back though
I think
*sighs*
I'm . . . I'm not sure.
*chuckles*
Strange . . . strange things, tend to happen around me. Strange people.
*shakes her head*
Anyway . . . what brings you here?
Trick-or-treating, with the rest?
*Artificer laughs* He did nothing. 'Twas I!
You bastard...
Artificer: *two sigils appear at Trip's feet* red destroys the sword. Blue, destroys the girl.
#ChaseForBook9
((Marsiess *cuddles* mere u r wunderfull u no tht? Ily bae))
*takes another draw of the cigarette*
Mmm
*coughs*
You sound like a prick, Artifice. A pretentious little shit.
Trip, I advise taking the sword
You what?
#ChaseForBook9
I advise
Taking
The
Sword
Sword
Strange things happen to everyone, I guess, but maybe we see other people as the normal that we should be, and that's the problem.
No, I'm... [Stops to think] I'm not sure, actually.
#ChaseForBook9
And lose you? Adra, I can forge another sword. Sure it's damn hard work, but I can't forge another you.
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi Mara! [hugs]))
#ChaseForBook9
Heh . . . true . . .
*stares at the ground*
Moss . . . can I ask you something?
Have you ever been in love?
*swallows grimly*
My memory . . . my damn mind doesn't work . . . defective, I guess . . .
But I was in love once. I think. And he didn't feel the same way.
Then he died.
And I couldn't do anything.
Nothing at all.
*hugs Adra* ily2
*hugs Fabi* Hiii :)
*hugs Trip* Hey Trip.
... What, and let you be in pain all the time? What good will that be?
Frozen
((I'm totally not crying from the Tadra...or anything else.))
#ChaseForBook9
((osMOSis$)
(Oscar isn't dead though . . .)
((OSMOSis))
(Can I just say that few thing make me happier than when Precocious is like I HAZ FEELINGZ and then Adra screams OSMOSIS. Like, she could say she loves pizza and Adra would pop out of the pizza box and scream SHE LUVZ OSCAR.)
*things
Adra, if you died, I would be in pain all the time, and the wound would never heal.Screw it. *hits the red sigil, Artificer laughs*
Artificer: *in fits of laughter* I lied! Blue destroys the sword! Red destroys the girl! *the bubble around the sword dissipates* Enjoy! *disappears*
#ChaseForBook9
I got bored. ➡️
((You wake up in the middle of the night and I am at the foot of her bed, whispering "Osmosis"))
((HARRALIEEEEEE that's beautiful!))
*bites her lip, trying not to cry* *her voice is barely above a whisper* What's going to happen?
(I'm stuck on a question in biology class and you pop out of my backpack and whisper OSMOSIS and I'm like THANKS ADRA! and I get an A+ on the test.)
*lays beside Javier in the snow* Javier i love you
Javier: Ah i love you too Zaf...*holds close* So have you forgiven me?
I-I have yes.
Javier: good.
*crawls under your door at 3:12am* wANt to talk aBOUT HARRY STYLES HE MEANS A LOT TO ME
*hugs Adra* Thanks :)
It took me a while because I had to trace the outlines of Harralie perfectly so they wouldn't look awkward on the black background...
((Is Fabi for all roleplay purposes))
[Smiles sadly]
Technically, none of it has happened yet... But yes. In a way.
I... I'm rubbish with helping with things like that. I'm...sorry.
#ChaseForBook9
((Yer welcome Anni :3
Mara- it's really good! *applause applause applause i like for the applause plause*))
((I came home totes confused and sooooo much candy))
((Harralie? [Ears perk up]
#ChaseForBook9
I... *grinds teeth in pain* don't know. And I'm not waiting.... around to f-.. find out. *grabs sword, fills it with energy, screaming in pain, slashes at the bubble*
#ChaseForBook9
(Sorry, I'm always a bit confused with the whole Moss/Fabi thing. Thanks for pointing that out.)
S'alright.
I'm not much help either. For anything really.
*sighs*
*produces a chocolate bar for Fabi*
Happy Halloween.
(Also, what happened to Sir?)
Eep! *ducks to avoid the sword*
((Not sure Anni?))
Alexis: *comes back into Blogland holding Olivia* Well that was fun Olivia enjoyed herself
Olivia: *yawns* Momma I'm tired
*picks Olivia up* Hey baby girl...*smiles*
Olivia: Lexi took me to all these houses!
I see
*the sword bounces off*
But... *doubles over in pain, dropping the sword*
#ChaseForBook9
Trip- *falls to her knees* Trip!
*reaches into pocket as the area in the bubble gets brighter, pulls out a phylaxtrite wrapped in cloth*
#ChaseForBook9
((Yeah, I should probably drop one or the other, for different reasons...))
Thanks... [Takes the chocolate bar] Happy Halloween to you, too.
[Turns head suddenly, as if I hear something]
[Wrinkles eyebrow]
#ChaseForBook9
Harralieeeeeeee
I want to do a bit of Harralie but idk what to do
*glances up*
Hmm? Did you see something?
*sighs*
Halloween is miserable for us. We monster hunters have to clock up WAY too much overtime . . .
((Oook Zaffy just gonna vanish probably not much to do and im not in the mood to rp alone))
*closes her eyes against the light*
((Mara, uh....'makabskosbsbss shav Idk something cute))
(You could hop in with me and Fabi, nothing interesting is happening . . .)
*fumbling, manages to get the phylaxtrite into both hands and snap it, appears beside Adra*
I-I'm sorry...
#ChaseForBook9
No... I didn't see anything. I just... I don't know.
((Yeah, you're welcome to join with us if you like.))
#ChaseForBook9
....
You're an idiot.
*hugs him tightly*
((Harralie. Harralie. Harralie. Harralie. HARRALIEEEEEEE))
#ChaseForBook9
((O.O TADRAAAAAAAAAAA))
#ChaseForBook9
*hugs back as the circle gets brighter, voice dropping to a whisper*
I'm gonna miss you, in the afterlife.
#ChaseForBook9
*stands up*
*stretches*
Let's go for a walk. It is Halloween, after all. You never know what ghoulies or ghosties or long-legged beasties lurk in the darkness . . .
*makes firework motions with her hands*
*sets off towards the town square*
((You realize I can bring either of you back? Just reminding))
Ugh what to do?
Yeah, like I'm letting you go, hoor.
[Pauses, looking back again]
[After a moment, hurries to catch up with Precocious]
#ChaseForBook9
*Javier and I follow*
Mine
*begins to cry, ignoring the wrenching pain, looks into Adra's eyes* What did I ever do to deserve you? *the circle's light is almost blinding now*
#ChaseForBook9
Ah-HA! Look!
*points at a trick-or-treater*
That's a Mortal's view of what vampires are. And over there! A mockery of Frankenstein's monster. Heh.
We never had trick-or-treating when I was a child. The closest we got to Halloween was the witch trials.
*notices a vendor on the street corner*
*selling pretzels*
OH
OH MAN
FABI THEY HAVE PRETZELS HERE
PRETZELS
*runs over to the pretzel cart*
*gets on her tiptoes and kisses him briefly, pressing her forehead against his*
*shushes him and takes his hand*
*chews on pretzel*
*laughs*
*spins around*
*because she loves pretzels*
*something falls out of her pocket*
*the ace of spades*
*with the word AWARE scrawled on it*
*she hastily scoops it up*
*and tucks in in her pocket*
I dedicate this page to the peoples who were hilarious at the one house. They dress up and scare you and I wanna say thats cool because not many people do that and suceed in terrifying. They do well every year you never know when they'll run for you.
I also ded to the kitty wanting to go inside at the one house they didn't answer and the cat was meowing at the door and it rained so to the poor kitty.
Hey Zaf, Javier! Are you two...together again?
#ChaseForBook9
Pretzels. Fabi likes pretzels... [Freezes for a moment]
[Unfreezes]
[Goes to get a pretzel]
#ChaseForBook9
Both: Yes.
Javier: Well....yes we are together now *takes Zaf's hand*
Honestly, 'Frankenstein's monster'... Frankenstein was the true monster in that story.
*looks up*
*hoping no one noticed the card*
Zafira! How's my favorite Grand Mage of America doing? And I'm not saying that to be a toady. As far as you know . . .
And, erm, who is this?
*looks at Javier*
*smiles politely*
I don't believe I know him.
(She doesn't . . . I do, but she does not.)
*starts violently*
*blushes*
Sir! I didn't see you there.
Out enjoying the Halloween festivities, eh?
*closes eyes because of the light*
Well.... goodbye. I just want you to know, you lightened my world. You dragged me from the past, and forced me to live in the present. You made me forget I'd forgotten, because all that mattered now was now and the future. I love you Adra. And I hope you knew that. *the light is now so bright it burns, and suddenly, it's gone. A gentle breeze blows against their skin.*
#ChaseForBook9
I'm doing good and this-
Javier: Javier Fyreheart, I'm Zaf's husband. *smiles*
...
Quite, Doctor. I would have brought a mask, but I suppose I technically wear one already.
*hugs him tightly, closing her eyes*
Trip, my dear, I love you more than life itself..
*offers hand to shake*
Hullo. My name is Doctor Precocious. A pleasure, I'm sure.
*gestures toward pretzel cart*
Pretzel?
Heh, well . . .
*gestures to her attire*
I could pass for some sort of . . . Victorian mad scientist, I suppose. Don't look TOO out of place.
*smiles weakly*
Never was one for trick-or-treating. Didn't have time. Too much overtime for monster hunters this time of year.
((Tadraaaaa D: [dies] ))
Glad to hear it. [Smiles at Zaf] It's about time something nice happened.
[Freezes] It is about time something nice happened, isn't it?
[Unfreezes] Oh, hello Sir.
#ChaseForBook9
Javier: *shakes hand* Hi and no thanks.
*stays close to Javier*
Javier: *has an arm around Zaf* I love you Zaf *smiles* I haven't been blessed to have you beside me in a long time.
*sees the happy couple*
*looks away*
*bites violently into her pretzel*
Fabi, are so feeling well? You're looking a little pale . . .
*you
*opens eyes, they're in a forest*
Is... where are we? This isn't the afterlife,that's for sure.
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Harry: *calls* Hey Mara, come here.
Mara: Hmm? *walks over* *laughs* Why are you on tumblr?
Harry: I was looking at fanart. *goes red* Anyway, *scrolls up* what does "asdfghjkl" mean? You were a fangirl, you'd know, right?
Mara: *smiles* It means, like, "omg you're so perfect I can't even deal keyboard spasm" kind of thing.
Harry: Oh. *nods* *clicks into a new tab* *sees tweet*
@stylesuns: omg Harry he's so perf asdfghjkl @Harry_Styles"
*smiles*
@Harry_Styles: @stylesuns aw thanks babe, so are you asdfghjkl"
Mara: *smiles* I hope you realise you just made that girl's life.
Harry: *pulls Mara onto his lap* Just like you made mine?
Mara: Harry, you idiot, that didn't make sense. *laughs*
Harry: Did it need to? *kisses*
Mara: *mumbles* Well, a kiss doesn't always make you right. But it helps.
So... WE aren't dead, then?
Trick-or-treating... I still find its evolution absolutely fascinating...
Hrm. You have a monster problem of some description?
((Harralie asdfghjkl;'))
When you see her, she'll think I was parallel version. Let her do that, okay? It won't make things that much easier, but still.
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My watch says we're just outside Berlin.
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Heh. I wish!
*sighs heavily*
Everyone gets jittery on Halloween, you know, We get calls at all hours of the night during the Halloween season. Most of them end up to be hoaxes or pranks or sick jokes or just people being paranoid. Of course, we don't get paid if no monsters are slain, so by the time Halloween actually rolls around we're all tired, broke, suspicious of every job, and sick of the whole thing.
*sighs*
Most of us turn off our phones during October, but of course, then we run the risk of actual monsters running rampant! We can't win. We can't win.
((Oh my gosh, HARRALIE [dies again]))
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...*hits him across the face* You were going to KILL YOURSELF ALONG WITH ME
(HOLY SHSHSSHWHSHSAHHSA MY TADRA FEELS)
Oh wait that comment posted a bit late lmao
*reels back*
Adra, if you felt the searing pain inside me back then, and you knew it wouldn't stop for years, and only get worse, would you choose a happy death with the one you love, or a long, slow, painful one without them?
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((omg mera))
Gods, shhh
Dammit, boy.
*kisses him*
Shush
((I am DEAD. Seriously. DEAD.))
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