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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BAD
dirty
dirty
dirty
*whacks head off wall*
*kisses, enjoys the blissful silence*
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((marea yuo remnd mi of dobbey))
*takes advantage of the moment and flips him over her shoulder, pinning him to the ground*
Okay.
That was mean
Hilarious,
but mean.
*ruffles his hair*
I'msorryIhavenoselfcontrol
I have a plan. *gets up*
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(( omg my one arm started trembling it sticis tis this bad?
(Maaaaaaaaaaaan, Tadra!
I've gotta step up my game with Osmosis.
And the other guy who died.
And the other guy that August and I discussed.
Maaaaaaaaaaaaan, Tadra's so good!)
...
Well, Doctor, you have my sympathies. Despite my interest in this time of year, I have a few issues with it, as well.
((u wish u wer cool anika))
*gets up* A plan? I'm game
(We try our best Annika.)
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I don't see what's so fabulous about it, anyhow.
*sighs*
A whole season to celebrate monsters and bloodthirsty beasts that people like me live and fight and die to eradicate.
Do we get a season? Do we get a Monster Hunter Day?
No.
No we don't.
Shouldn't expect one, really. Everyone loves a villain.
Javier: *takes Zaf elsewhere*
Whats up?
Javier: I love you *sighs* Can we...just be together?
(HOLD ON
HOLD ON
MY RADAR IS GOING OFF
SOMEONE
SOMEONE HAS MISSPELLED MY NAME
ADRA
ADRA HAS MISSPELLED MY NAME
I SHALL RAIN FIRES FROM HEAVEN UPON YOU
FEEL THE WRATH
THE WRATH OF KHAAAAAAAAN)
We get back there, kill that dick, load up the DeLorian with his collection, and escape.
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*glances at Javier and Zafira*
*looks away*
*her eyes get a little wet*
*she dries them*
((I did that ton purpose..?))
Uh.
What if we die-but-don't-die again?
Harry: *phone rings* *answers* Hello? Liam, hey! How's it going, mate? Yeah. No, she was going to town later on, mum was dropping her in. Oh. Oh right. Ah well, you know Gemma. *laughs* Okay. Yeah, no worries. Okay, see you.
Mara: Your sister's coming, yeah? *goes to stand up*
Harry: Hey, that didn't mean you had to get up. *cuddles her close* And yeah, Gem's coming. Mum couldn't drop her to town, so she said she'd come see us instead. She changes her mind easily. *rolls eyes* I will always be the better Styles, though. Never forget. *winks*
Mara: Even when I'm Maralie Lily Charm-Styles? *pokes playfully*
Harry: Well, maybe we can make an exception.
No idea.*gives her the pink crystal-hilted sword*
I need you to kill him with this.
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...
*awkwardly ignores the Doctor drying her eyes*
Indeed... But, I suppose, monsters would interest the human psyche.
...Yes
Okay..
Of course. Why?
Javier: Zaf...when we get Niccolò back can we...try again?
*sighs* One more time Javier. One. *feels his arms around me* Javier...
Javier: *keeps close* Well I just want to spend my night with you, I will.
*smiles* I got an idea.
*Zaf and Javier come down again, Zaf dressed as Lucy Harris and Javier as Hyde*
*awkwardly pretends she wasn't crying*
Yes . . . I suppose so. Who doesn't love a bad guy?
*chuckles weakly*
*tightens her lab coat about her*
It's cold out . . . I wonder how all these little kids stand it.
*looks up at the sky*
You know, at any moment, for any number of reasons, because of any number of people, but always because of one, simple thing . . . magic . . . all of these children could die here today?
Everyone could die?
Right now?
Because of magic.
It's magic that's the problem, no matter how hard we try to twist it into a solution.
*girts her teeth*
Magic never did a damn thing for me that I didn't wish never occurred.
It'll steal his memories, and forever bind his soul to the crystal, along with roughly 10000 others. *begins to walk out of the forest*
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What?
Wait-
What?
Where are you going?
((I think...maybe I'll go now. Starting to get...paranoid.)(
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(Paranoid?
Try putting on a tinfoil hat.
And rocking back and forth while holding your knees.
In the dark.
At night.
While the helicopters soar outside your house.
They are coming.
They are coming.)
Towards his building!
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((Paranoid? *hugs*))
*stumbles into Blogland, hair sticking up in strange places, dark circles under my eyes, and my fingernails ragged and unpainted* *waves halfheartedly* Hi, everyone. *flops onto the ground, staring at the sky, tears starting to well up in eyes*
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*chuckles*
Doctor, please. A number of other things could do the exact same thing. Magic is just a tool.
*races after*
Well I don't know where we're going?
*catches up*\
Geez, man
*hugs Fabi*
Sorry, I'm still a little messed up from not dying.
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You're . . . amused, by this?
By me?
*flash of anger in her eyes*
*then she relaxes*
*and sadly nods*
Yes . . . I suppose I am amusing. Really, despite my fabulous exterior *ironic smirk* I'm just a daft old lady.
*looks up at the sky*
Full moon tonight . . . it's lovely.
*sighs*
It's better than the latter, I suppose... *nods*
((Hi Aretha))
Javier; Zaf and I actually have a thing we did a while ago...Zaf?
(This bit is sung uh think of Dangerous Game Javier using a voice like Hyde..)
I feel your fingers
Cold on my shoulder
Your chilling touch as it runs down my spine
Watching your eyes as they invade my soul
Forbidden pleasures I'm afraid to make mine
At the touch of your hand at the sound of your voice
At the moment your eyes meet mine
I am losing my mind
I am losing control
Fighting feelings I can't define
Javier: It's a sin with no name
Like a hand in a flame
Both: But it's true all the same its a dangerous game
Javier: A darker dream that has no ending, that's so unreal you believe that its true a dance of death out of a mystery tale the frightened princes doesn't know what to do! Will the ghosts go away?
No
Javier: will she will the to stay?
No
Javier: either way theres no way to win
All I know is I'm lost and I'm counting the cost my emotions are in a spin I dont know whose to blame
Javier: its a crime and a shame
Both: but its true all the same its a dangerous game! No one speaks not one word but what words are in our eyes silence speaks loud and clear all the words we (dont't) want to hear! At the touch of your hand at the sound of your voice at the moment your eyes meet mjne i am out of ny mind i am iut of control fighting feelings i cant define
It's a sin with no name
Javier: No remorse and no shame fire fury and flame
Cuz the devil's to blame and the angel's proclam
Both: its a dangerous.....game
(Hullo, Aretha!)
Hi Ariii *hugs*
(*claps slowly* Zafira, I love the way you artfully work in songs from Jekyll and Hyde. I've done the same with Sweeney Todd songs, but less effectively, I think.)
((Hi everyone!))
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((Thanks! Hey Ari! ))
*bows*
Javier: *bows* I also can do others but I need not do so now. I have to work on Confrontation
*examines the sword as she walks*
*drops in*
*huggles Fabi*
*ships Harralie*
*hands cookies to anyone who might happen to be wanting a cookie*
*smiles*
*cuts a door in the ground*
*drops out again, leaving the door to melt back into the earth from which it was carved, behind her*
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Hi Ari.
Let's not kill him. I don't really feel like murdering him. Let's just get the DeLorian back, get my sword back, and steal a few swords. Whaddya say?
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Greetings, Ms. Aretha.
Doctor... No. I apologize as deeply as I can...
*sighs, and clutches at something in his pocket*
And believe me when I say you are hardly an old woman.
*glances quickly at the moon, and shakes his head*
E... Excuse me, for... Well, I do believe I need to go someplace. You have my apologies again, and... Right, good bye. I suppose.
*quickly walks off, keeping one hand firmly in his pocket*
*nods* Whatever you want, dear.
*groans and rolls over, burying face in hands* What else... What else can I do...?
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*yelling* Harry Edwards Styles, open uppppp!
Harry: That'll be Gemma. *laughs* She hates knocking on people's doors. No clue why.
Mara: *pushes self off him*
Harry: *gets up* *walks over and opens door* Hey Gem.
Gemma: Heyyyy H. *waves* Hey Mara.
Mara: Hey Gemma. *waves back*
Gemma: um, Harry, can I talk to you in private for a second?
Harry: *looks at her* Um, sure. Follow me.
*Gemma and Harry walk down the hallway and into a bedroom. Harry shuts the door*
Gemma: Are you still with her?!
Harry: Gemma, if I didn't love her I wouldn't have proposed.
Gemma: You know yourself the majority of this relationship was a bet. *wipes eyes* How could you do this to Maralie? You were getting paid by Jace every week you stayed with her.
Harry: That stopped. *glares*
Gemma: Yeah. A month ago.
Harry: *looks away*
Gemma: This whole relationship is a lie. You can't keep deceiving her, Harry. Sooner or later she's going to find out about the bet. And I won't be the one saving your ass.
*gies to Ari* To bring Niccolö back? I volunteer to give whoever placed him in Hell what they would want to let me free him
*watches Sir walk away*
*concern in her eyes*
*she starts to follow him*
*then stops*
No . . . that would be disrespectful. He's been kinder to me than I deserve anyway . . .
*unwraps piece of chocolate*
*eats it*
*watches Sir disappear into the crowd*
((OH MY FUCKING GOD MARA))
*hear Aretha's cries*
*looks around*
Who is that . . .
Is that . . .
Aretha?
*looks concerned*
((OH THE SHOCK. OH THE ABSOLUTE UNBELIEVABLE....))
NO, Adra. What do /you/ want?
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((Harrrrraallliiieeeee..! D: ))
*not here*
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((For humor value ---->
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(( helloooooo?? *pokes all* please ignore the picture while i try to find my old one...))
((NO PLEASE MARA))
*looks confused* I meant... It doesn't matter what we do, actually... So long as I'm with you...
((FABI THATS BEAUTIFUL))
*decides it was her imagination*
*sits down on the sidewalk*
*plays with the playing card in her pocket*
*thinks about Sir*
I hope he's alright.
*thinks about Oscar*
I hope he's . . . clean.
*thinks about the other man*
I hope he's in Heaven.
. . .
Who am I kidding?
*laughs humorlessly*
((Blob on the left is meant to be a helicopter. [facepalm]
((Anyway, the little kids have started to come by, so wbd/msd.
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You know what? *snaps a phylaxtrite, returns a moment later with his chrystal sword* He can have the DeLorian.
For now.
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Hi Snow.
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(( SONIC POWER ))
*wonders into blogland*
*laughs* Well that was relatively easy...
We'll get your time machine back, Trip
((Hi Snow!))
(Hullo, Snow!)
*leans against a tree*
*looks around for someone to talk to/annoy*
((Hi Snow))
For sure. *sits on a root*
So. What now? We did it, now what?
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(( Hi:
adra
trip
zaf
anni.))
Fabi- *smiles* You are so awesome, you know? x3
((OK I am a bit here. ))
((But it's mostly because of Harralie.))
((I can't just GO after that drama. Mara- you have succeeded in creating tension and drawing in your reader and asdfgh Harralie. ))
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((Sorry, proofed for a minute.)) Yeah, Niccoló... I've tried everything short of a trip to the demons' dimension...
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Harry: *runs hand through hair* Gemma, it isn't as simple as that. We're engaged. That's not like being boyfriend and girlfriend. If I tell her now, she'll break off the wedding. And she will never, ever forgive me.
Mara: How right you are.
*Gemma and Harry turn to see Mara standing in the closet, heartbroken*
Mara: Harralie, is over. *disappears*
Harry: *falls to his knees* Mara... no...
Gemma: *rubs his back comfortingly* I'm so sorry, H. I am so, so sorry...
((Thanks, Adra...))
((Fine then. G'bye.))
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*grins*
Wellllllll *tries to take another draw from the cigarette through the holder but ends up coughing* Oh gods I can not handle these things anymore...
Well. *casually sits next to him* *gives him a tiny snowman*
*tucks the playing card back in her pocket*
*walks down the street*
*eating candy*
. . . I wish I could remember.
*flashback*
X: Remember?
*flashback ends*
. . .
*eats more chocolate*
*firmly but gently pushes a 9-year-old out of his path, by her head*
*slowly, the crowds of giggling children and distant, nostalgic adults fade away as he enters a derelict, industrial part of town*
*the sounds of his shoes tapping on the pavement soon slow, as his shadowy outline reaches a rusted playground's broken gate*
... Well. It IS All Hallows' Eve. Time to respect the dead, I suppose.
((Thanks, Taia...))
((MARA I'VE DIED ENOUGH TONIGHT KTHXBAI
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((:0 Mara :0 Fabru))
FABI THAT IS A BEAUTIFUL HELICOPTER <3
*hugs*
*hugs Taia* Thanks :3
These reactions make me smile so much, you have no idea.
I have been waiting to break Harralie up for SO LONG.
My suggestion well....I've shunted with him before....I can shunt. If its a demon then...we need to make a deal with a demon and if any of us give anything it'll be me, you have a life to live and he'd never forgive me if I got you killed by a demon. *bites lip* I really hated the demons but if he did something....
((Whyyyyy))
Ah, that's sweet.
I didn't know you smoked.
#ChaseForBook9
(I may have to go at any moment and very suddenly . . .)
*angrily kicks the ground*
Dammit, I should've followed Sir. It's Halloween, and I'm a monster hunter. I could've helped in . . . whatever it was he was doing.
*sighs*
Well, too late now.
*blue energy crackles in her fists*
I need a monster to hunt.
*frowns* I don't...
((Ms. Maralie, while I am unfamiliar with this Harry, I must say that your ability to create and sculpt emotion is quite excellent.))
distant
math
nice drama you lot got going on))
(Yes, Maralie, I haven't said much on Harralie, but you are a rather good story-teller, I think.)
Then what's up with the cigarettes?
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*takes it and snuffs it out with a bit of water, playing it into a disposal bag into her own bag*
*pauses*
*looks away*
*hugs Sir and Anni* Thanks :3
I read a lot of fanfiction, and it is VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY DRAMATIC AND SOUL CRUSHING AND HEART BREAKING AND YEs so that's my inspiration I guess XD
dirty
dirty
dirty
Adra...
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No...
*her voice cracks*
Please..
*turns on her phone*
*nineteen missed messages*
*sighs*
*picks one at random*
Hullo? Doctor Precocious, monsters slain, vampires dusted, zombies re-killed.
Person: I HAVE NO LEGS.
Ah. That would be problematic.
Person: WENDIGO ATE MY LEGS.
Alright. Was it a male or a female.
Person: DAMMIT PRECOCIOUS I WASN'T LOOKING AT ITS CROTCH I WAS SCREAMING BECAUSE IT WAS EATING MY LEGS.
Fair enough. Where are you?
Person: 42 ELM STREET.
Alright. I'll do what I can to find this wendigo. Where's the wendigo?
Person: IT ESCAPED. IT'S SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY.
Gotcha. Thank you.
*hangs up*
((WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO HARRALIE))
No, Zaf. You have a family and a country to look after. I know I do too, but you're the grand Mage- I'm just an elder, and I'm in way over my head taking that position at my age... *closes eyes and swallows hard* I mean, I really don't have much of a life anymore. I wanted to do things, you know? I was going to go to college for engineering... I can't even finish school... And I wanted to publish books, and invent things, and... *takes a shuddering breath* Well, you get it. Anyway, my point is, you have too many people counting on you.
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(( g2g, byyeee *pokes all and disappears*))
Adra, please. Your killing me, and part of that is literally.
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*sighs, and his feet crunch on old mulch as he enters the playground*
Well. The normal spot. I suppose...
*walks over to a crooked slide, and begins clambering up the rotting wood handles*
*sets himself down comfortably, his legs almost reaching the bottom of the slide, and examines the moon*
Stars, I'm tired.
((Goodbye Snow!))
*pulls a black scarf out of her pocket*
*it's covered with symbols*
*it's obviously her van*
*she taps a symbol*
*the van turns back into a van*
*she gets behind the wheel*
*then realizes the logistical problems of being a grown-up driving a creepy black van through a neighborhood crawling with trick-or-treating children*
*turns it into the Precocious and Sons: Smiling Undertakers hearse instead*
*sets off to hunt the wendigo*
Bye Snow.
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Ari I've lived 200+ years. It'll be Marissa that takes over if I died and Ari..you're young I have a family and yes I'm Grand Mage but at least if I die I'll die knowing I did good in the world. Because whether you like it or not Niccolò can't stand being seperate from you. I owe him one thing and that's your safety so for his own sake I'll do anything any demon wants of me in order to bring Niccolò home
Harralie is over, Ari.
Harry dated Mara as a bet. He got paid every week that he dated her.
I AM ENJOYING THIS SO MUCHHHH
MARAHARRARRALALIE.
*sputters*
((*hugs Mara back* I think it was kind of worth the wait, in that case - you composed it so well. Got the feels just right, not overdramaticised but enough to leave that impact on your audience, if that makes sense.. :) ))
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*brakes suddenly*
Ohhhhh my . . . That's a big one . . . haven't seen one that big since Canada . . .
----Through the darkness, at the end of a street lit only by flickering jack-o-lanterns, a wendigo crouches. It is massive, nearly nine feet tall, and covered in coal-black fur. It's lupine jaws are dripping with blood and ribbons of saliva, its eyes are aglow with violent orange light, and it's claws are bared, and razor-sharp.----
*slowly*
*very slowly*
*reaches down to the glovebox*
*pulls out a silver revolver*
*kicks the door open with her foot*
*and steps out*
*her eyes are crackling with blue energy*
*takes a deep breath*
Before you were gone, I went to take a test, you know, because I was curious...
You know that one day, way down the road, I'd love to have a family, and- it was always going to be a goal for me *her voice cracks again and begins to cry* and then I'd be ecstatic and be completely happy with everything, and it was all okay.
And I.. I got the tests results back and... I can't even have children anymore.
*her lip wobbles*
*begins sobbing*
((Mara dear I'm dead. Nic is dead Harralie Tadra...if Nic kissed me I'd drop dead ))
I HATE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU
WHY
WHY
WHY COULD YOU DO THIS
ESPECIALLY YOU, MARA. HOW COULD YOU? D: HARRALIE IS THE PERFECTEST, BESTEST SHIP IN THE HISTORY OF NAUTICAL TRAVEL!
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((Okay that was so painful to write
Oh gods my chest hurts ahhhhh ow o wow ow))
((mara no))
((*drops dead*))
Wendigo: *stares through the darkness*
*eyes aglow*
*teeth bared*
*it growls with a noise like a chainsaw*
*thumbs back the hammer on the revolver*
*breathes steadily*
*heartbeats slows*
*aims*
*fires*
Wendigo: *blinks in mild surprise as the bullet bounces harmlessly off its face*
Oh HELL no.
I'm making a Harralie video edit thing if anyone wants me to email it to them?
I'll attempt it, anyway...
*smirks*
I feel powerful.
((Mara PAIN IS NOT POWER))
No, Zaf. You can't abandon your daughters like that. And they might not even want something you can give them.
((NOOOOOOO
GIVE HARRALIE BACK))
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AND YOU, ARI, ZAF, Y'ALL ARE NO BETTER. IF EITHER OF YOU DIES, I WILL... ACTUALLY, IT'S EVEN WORSE IF I DON'T TELL YOU. HA. SERIOUSLY, THOUGH, NEITHER OF YOU IS SACRIFICING YOURSELF, AND IF I KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING IN THE 37392058282 ROLEPLAY, I'D BE YELLING AT YOUR FACES.
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((omfg fabi))
((0.0 I hope Trip didn't accidentally fall asleep))
...I'm so sorry Adra.*hugs her tightly*
There there.
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OH GOD THE DRAMA
THE DRAMA
STAHP.
And can somebody explain what happened to Tadra? Tadra?
Everything is falling aparttt. D:
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We'll try. Ok? I will not rest I will go beyond anything to bring him home. Anything and everything I'll try. *something in my eyes shows the anger I have* Nobody takes Croatoan no matter what idiotic thing he did and thinks I'll stand down...we will bring him home where he belongs because he has friends here.
*wendigo leaps impossibly high*
*and impossibly far*
*and barrels into Precocious*
AHHHHH!
*her screams go unnoticed*
*it is Halloween, after all*
*claws viciously tear into her*
*leaving three long gashes down her side*
*her lab coat in tatters*
*she is slammed against a telephone pole*
*violent blue energy courses up the pole*
*crackling along the phone lines*
*TVs begin to flicker*
*radios begin to lose reception*
Ahhh . . .
*fires a bolt of blue energy*
*which slams into the wendigo*
*hissing and crackling and burning through one of its arms*
*leaving a bone*
*the wendigo is REALLY pissed off now*
ADRA, TRIP, YOU ALMOST DYING IS REALLY NOT COOL REALLY. I HATE YOU TOO, I ASSURE YOU.
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*curls up against him and cries, unable to make a sound*
((Fabi dear I'm willing to sacrifice myself for Niccolò I care enough to do it and so god help me I will. Plus emotional trauma is FUN))
((Oh yes *evil grin* Yeah, no, everyone knows that emotional pain is worse than physical, because EVERYONE feels it.))
(I feel sort of silly because craziness is happening all around me and I have no one to play with and I'm just like DURR DURR DURR WENDIGO DURR DURR ERMAGHERD, ERSCRR NEURRURRTURRK.)
((we all sound deranged for what it's worth))
(And Zafira is right, emotional trauma is jolly good fun to role-play.)
((Now I see why Derek wrote bits of LSODM...))
((I'm laughing so hard, Annika))
Adra, child rearing isn't everything. Sure, it looks great from afar, but it's the same- no that's dumb.
But Adra, you know who we are, right? We're targets. Tough nuts there to be cracked. If we were to have children, they would be seen as a way to get to us. I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want to bring a child up in constant fear that one day someone would try to use them against me.
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TAIA HELP!!
ZAF, YOU'RE SO NICE, WILLING TO LEAVE YOUR CHILDREN LIKE THAT.
THAT'S IT, NONE OF YOU ARE GETTING ANY CANDY FROM ME.
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*wendigo lunges*
*vicious claws slashing*
*ripping open her lab coat*
*and sending the ace of spaces with AWARE written on it fluttering out*
*slams her foot into the wendigo's face*
*fires more blue energy*
*fires it wildly*
*without aiming*
*blasting the wendigo into nothingness*
*along with the card*
Ah . . .
*sits there, dazed*
I . . .
I . . .
*staring*
*horror-struck*
*at the sad little pile of ash*
((Fabi think, Niccolò is in HELL to Zaf dying is a small price to pay
*flatly* I don't suppose it matters... *chokes on a sob* It wouldn't happen anyway
._.
I came in with a Little Harralie shipping, some cookies, and the intention to drop swiftly back out again and NOW LOOK WHERE IT'S GOT ME.
FABI HOW DO I HELP I DON'T UNDERSTANDDD
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Stars... What am I DOING.
*buries his face in his hands*
Trying to render here dimensionally impotent? Trying MAKE UP for..
*scowls into his hands*
As if it's possible to 'make it all up'. You BLOODY narcissist.
*half-lifts his head, and supports his forehead with his fingertips*
... I could go away. Find a nice, cozy isolated pocket of space, and just wait to deteriorate...
*yawns, and violently shakes his head back and forth*
Coward. Like you'd ever do that...
*traces his finger over what looks to be a darkened, red rust stain*
*he can smell that it isn't*
Star- Why do I been invoke the BLOODY stars! They're just GODDAMNED, floating balls of GAS!
*Stands up on the slide, eyes blazing*
*it promptly collapses under his weight*
OMFG SHSHSHSHUEDJED
WHEN I SEARCHED "saoirse ronan and harry styles" (bc that's who I want to "play" mara) MY WATTPAD STORY CAME UP DENUIDWJNDICWSHSHSHSHWUHWHXQNUWISIJCND
*doesn't know how to respond*
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((((((:0 Sir)))))))
*flashback*
"You are, undoubtedly, the WORST poker player I've ever seen."
"Oh, and what does that make you, the best?"
"You know what I mean . . ."
"Doctor, there are more important things in life than poker."
"Playing poker can be an important skill. You need to learn to read other people, to be aware of them. Here-"
*scribbles AWARE on a playing card* "Here, keep that. It'll remind you to get better at poker."
". . . Fair enough, Doctor Precocious. I'll keep it. It seems silly, though."
"It's the Midnight Hotel poker club. Everybody's silly here."
*the sound of laughter*
*flashback ends*
*staring at the ash*
*horrified*
I . . .
I . . .
(And now, I must go . . .)
*tries hard not to growl* I know, Zaf. I know. And I've barely slept all week. I've been all over the world looking for answers, ways to get him back. And that's not easy to do when suddenly this teleported who was basically an extension of you is suddenly unavailable. And I... *rubs eyes with hand, not bothering to hold back the tears* I let him... If I hadn't been sleeping, he'd be ok... *roundkicks a tree hard, not caring about the impact of the strong bark on her shin* I will kill every freaking demon in the whole freaking realm if I have to.
#ChaseForBook9
Come on *slowly gets to her feet, wiping her eyes* Let's just go home
Bye Annika.
#ChaseForBook9
*gets up and takes her hand* Sure.
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Annika!))
*Draws a portal with a stick into the ground and pulls him through with her*
@Annika: xD
@Mara: *hugggggles* :3
Bye Annika!
#ChaseForBook9
((I DON'T KNOW TAIA!!! MAYBE RUN???
ZAF, SHE WOULD NOT ONLY BE SACRIFICING HER OWN LIFE, BUT IN A SENSE, ALEXIS' AND OLIVIA'S AND JAVIER'S. SHE JUST SAID SHE WOULD GIVE JAVIER ANOTHER CHANCE. HE WILL PROBABLY DIE IF ZAF DOES, AND ALTHOUGH ALEXIS AND OLIVIA HAVE EACH OTHER (AND LORCAN. LOREXIS. I AM DEAD. AGAIN. STILL.) THEY WILL BE TRAUMATIZED, AND I DON'T EVEN WANT TO GO FROM THERE.
SOMETIMES, SACRIFICES AREN'T NOBLE AND BRAVE, SOMETIMES THEY'RE SELFISH.
[Leaves to avoid any angry retorts to this]
#ChaseForBook9
((*salutes Fabi and her truth*))
*is pulled through the portal*
#ChaseForBook9
Good bye, Ms. Annika.
((Ooh. That was really well said, Fabi.))
#ChaseForBook9
*they land near the fireplace, being thrown out across the grass, as if tossed*
*rolls, hitting a tree* ah..
The consequence is hanging there
The sky will fall, but I don't care
#ChaseForBook9
Ari we will together I promise okay? I will accompany you. Until the end *hugs tightly* I will go until I can no longer go I will go to the ends of the earth with you to get him now lets plan eh? ((I need to sleep or I will not be awake for school Ari! *huggles* Tomorrow hopefully we can continue to plan night!))
*lands on Adra* Argh. *rolls off* I didn't realize we were playing portal.
#ChaseForBook9
*laughs slightly*
It sometimes likes to be mean, the earth.
*rolls over on top of him*
*pokes his nose*
portal would be easier anyway
True... true.
#ChaseForBook9
*rolls in the other direction and pops up*
I regret landing in the snow
Oh gods.
Come here, darling. *beckons him over*
*walks over to Adra* Yes dear?
#ChaseForBook9
I ded to me being able to handle this little sleep.
#ChaseForBook9
*pulls him towards his bar* Come along, get your rest
HOW IS IT 2AM
((I actually must go at some point as well..))
Oh, okay.
#ChaseForBook9
((Night, Zaf! And Mara, because you really should sleep.))
#ChaseForBook9
*pulls him up to the door*
Unless you don't want to
But considering we both nearly died *shrugs*
I guess I should sleep. *opens the door* Drink?
#ChaseForBook9
*nods, walking in, grabbing a blanket and sitting*
*buries face in snow and cries, eventually passing out* ((I think I'll go to bed now. Might distantly ghost for a bit, might not. Fairfarren, all!))
#ChaseForBook9
Night Ari.
What would you like?
#ChaseForBook9
((Goodnight, Aretha))
*nods at Fabi*
That's... Pretty much all true.
But recognising selfishness doesn't mean, necessarily, that it won't happen. It just means they know what they're doing, and act on their own wishes anyway? Hope and opportunity are both so powerful, but where ego is concerned, it tends to mar the outcome.
IDK.
Humans. We're all so damn complicated.
I think I'm gonna go.
I was in the thick of some really good TFL-induced reflection before and fear and realising and I feel like I need to clear that up a little more. Idk.
I don't know where
The sun beams end and the star
Lights begin, it's all a mystery.
And I don't know how
A man decides what's right for
His own life, it's all a mystery...
#ChaseForBook9
Hmm...
*thinks on it for a second*
Tea, please.
What kind?
#ChaseForBook9
((Bye Taia *cuddles*
Man you all across the pond are pretty dedicated... I salute you all.))
Erm... Peppermint?
Huh.
Idk where my actual g'bye went to, in that comment. :P
Before I head off- @Adra: Dedicated? How so?
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Excellent. *goes downstairs for a moment, and then re-appears with two mugs, hands one to Adra, sits down opposite her.*
#ChaseForBook9
*smiles gratefully, taking it* Thank you, darling. *sips the tea* It's wonderful
((Dedicated: it's 2:40 over yonder on a school night and you all are still awake
That's dedication))
*sips own tea*
#ChaseForBook9
*sighs, glancing out the window*
Well.
Happy Halloween, I guess
It isn't a school night for meeeee
Yep. *offers a basket of chocolates*
#ChaseForBook9
*takes one*
Stocked up, did ye?
However, I doubt people would go up to a bar for candy.
((MARA NO))
Eh.
*sips*
#ChaseForBook9
*shrugs, drinking more of her tea and eating her chocolate thoughtfully*
*glances out the window again*
Remind me to show you Estonia sometime...
*#ChaseForBook9
Ah, *laughs* I see. Dedication, then, or insomnia? :P
(Also I'm half-term-ing, so at least for me, it is not a school night. :P Different schools o'er here are off at different times, I think, depending on stuff. We kind of take it as a Hallowe'en half-term, where I am. :) )
*hugs all*
Thanks for all the drama. I think.
See you~
#ChaseForBook9
((Yeah no problem :) Night *hugs*))
Sure.
Remind me to show you the mountain Hobbit kingdom sometime.
#ChaseForBook9
I'll be sure to bring my epic music for the trekking, then
(( i just caught up... been reading through the comments that were posted after i got off))
((*pats Snow's shoulder comfortingly*))
*wakes up from leaning against a tree and see's the bar's light on*
*hesitates then walks over and knocks*
What is the point...?
#ChaseForBook9
(('Scuse?))
((Really sorry, Snow!))
I should probably get going... To get sleep... Before I pass out on my way there *facepalm*
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