And here we are, coming in late (as usual)... The winners of the strapline competition. So many cool entries. A lot of similar ones, and unfortunately that meant we couldn't put those in the final ten. There were lots of "Burn, Baby Burn!" and suchlike, which would have been so cool to see on a cover if we'd only had one entry for it...! I love the winning entries, though, so a huge congratulations to everyone who took part.
And the winners are...
Hugo Peach
Evan Jenkins
Harriet Langley
Tom Wood
Jack Holton
Ashan Ali
Laura MacKenzie
Nigethan Sathiyalingham
Phoebe Ryall
Megan Smales
All the winners receive two signed glossy prints of the cover with their own strap line. Awesome.
Oh, and to remind you, the comments section below is NOT for spoilers!
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«Oldest ‹Older 4801 – 4966 of 4966SHERLOCK!!!!!!!! *Supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
HAAII!!!!!!!
*sighs at Sherlock* Don't tell me that you actually have magic like Saracen's so that you "know things".
Just untie me. Come on.
Hm...
*Leaps off the building and stops centimetres above the ground*
God, Death, don't scare me like that.
#ChaseForBook9
Rose can I e-mail you?
*whispers loudly* NIX! Oi! Untie me!
My apologies Silver. My mind almost got burnt to a crisp, i have the right.
*plays the violin smoothly and sadly.*
*waddles over to Val*
... Magic word?
Um... Death...
*scowls and kicks Sherlock in the shin so he drop the violin*
*listens to Sherlocks's playing* Beautiful.
Val... *unties her*
Magic word? Uh... Avada Kedavra? Open Sesame? Creim?
That is what you think brother.
No val the wit is all me
*starts levitating*
How do you think i survived?
☂VAL.☂
Why does everyone do that? I got to do something, wait one second for them to say something, then someone just steps in and does it for me
I'm trying to have a friendly conversation while she's tied up!
*squeals* Yay I'm freeeeeeeeee! *tackle hugs Adra* *kicks Sherlock again and frolics away*
Alexis is quiet
Are you incapable of behaving like a grownup, miss Ivy?
...I'm gone...
#ChaseForBook9
*looks at levitating Sherlock*
Well shit.
Yes, Mycroft. Yes I am.
[hugs Death before vanishing]
#ChaseForBook9
* levitates the violin*
*Picks it up, not moving from the kick and starting to play, slightly faster*
☂Fabi? Fabi, don't leave☂
Sorry, Nix- I'm having trouble differentiating who is talking to whom
Sherlock. You have no magic abilities. Stop this.
*hugs Fabi*
*who
I'ma just joking Adra
Ha ha ha- I'm going to kill you- ha
What?
*lands back on the floor with a soft smile. Playing faster and faster.*
☂By the way, Nix, it's good to see you again :)☂
Sherlock, what's gotten into you?
*throws a sandwich at Nix*
I'll be fine, I swear
I'm just gone beyond repair...
☂hugs Deathy☂
☂What's wrong?☂
I already have one
You know, I made one while I was dancing and being made fun of. You remember that
*screams into pillow*
Ugh I want to punch something so badly right now it's ridiculous.
Life's gone to crap...
*looks at mycroft.*
Youve always known. You just chose to forget. You knew since i was 6 and you didnt say a word, because you couldnf do it, because you didnt have the skill. Because i am better. And smarter. And you were frightened.
Death, please e-mail me.
Yes, but now you have two sandwiches.
*approaches Sparky and lightly hugs her* What's up?
You are not better than me. Or smarter.
YOU ARE NOT.
☂Sparky, you okay?☂
I'll take your hat again Nix
You just choose to believe you are, because mother always told you (rightfully so) that I was better than you.
You upset her. You ashamed her. So you told yourself you were better than me.
My friend.
My friend there's something wrong.
And I don't know what it is.
But I want to punch her or cry or something.
I'm scared and angry and insulted and I don't know what's going on.
Well of coarse i am brother.
*gives an exasperated sigh at Mycroft and Sherlock* We don't need to hear your petty sibling arguing.
You are not. In any way, shape or form. BETTER. THAN ME.
I've got to go guys... I might come back later.
Bye everyone!
*hugs Sparky before leaving*
Bye Val!
Bye Val!
BAAAAIIIIII VALLLLL!!!!!! *Supermegagoodbyetacklehugsofdoom*
*pokes everyone*
*moves hand lifting Mycroft into the air.*
Mother said that to make YOU feel better Mycroft. You are sikly and she was so dissapointed in you.
*hugs Sparky* That happened to me when I was Skype calling you all earlier... :/ I like to step back for a moment and think really rationally. It's tough but you'll do the right thing for your friend's interests
MSD!!
Ahem.
*begins to work on a mash up for tomorrow*
(Bye val)
☂Bye Val :)☂
Sherlock.
I don't believe anything you say.
Maybe you do have a magic ability. And that's good for you. I don't want to create any more animosity between us.
Please stop with this. Let us get along. Just for now.
Bye, Val...
*takes the lift up to the first floor and walks into my training room*
*pulls hanging punching bag out from the wall and moves over to a bench at the side of the room and sits to tape my knuckles*
She's talking nonsense she's talking nonsense she's talking nonsense she's....
Just for today.
NOW HUG! :D
☂Sparky, what's wrong?☂
I must go.
*strols out leaving mycroft in the air.*
*waves umbrella*
*teleports to the ground*
awww you guys didn't huuggg -_-
BAAIIII SHERLOCCKKKK!!! *supermegagoodbyetacklehugsofdoom*
*stands again and moves to the punching bag*
It's a long story and it shows some of my less fine points.
*starts punching the bag*
She's talking and it's making me upset and it doesn't make sense.
There are things I don't tell you either, brother.
Farewell.
Bye Sherlock
☂Who's talking, Sparky?☂
Then tell her you have lunch or taking a shower- let yourself cool down a bit.
*yawns* Sparks do you have someplace I can sleep at, least for a few hours
My friend, Lauren.
Or Alfred.
Or Vulpin.
But she's Lauren now.
And she's not talking sense.
*hits the bag harder*
☂☂suddenly gets what's happening☂☂
I agree with miss Adra. You should take some time to concentrate on other things for a while.
Yeah, go to the third floor. There's a spare bedroom and a hammock room next to the balcony.
Alex...?
I'm going to go write.
I'll be back in a few.
-sits at the end of a long table-
THE TEA. ALL YOU NEED IS THE TEA.
-invites everyone to sit at the table-
Has anyone.. has anyone seen Alice?
Seneca and I may take our leave as well.
*goes to the third flood and lies down, quickly falling asleep*
Hi everyone
How are you all today?
oh and
Pinch and punch for the first day of the month *Pinched and Punches everyone lightly*
*Bursts out laughing* Sorry! It's just that I'm reading Alice in the Country of Hearts right now!! At least you're not Blood Dupre, that would be rather funny, Hatter.
*Em tucks the blankets around Lorcan in his cot as she sits in the rocking chair*
I guess today just wasn't the day little man, no one was ready to meet you.
Maybe we'll try again soon but until then it's just you and me...
*Switches off the light in the room and throws a blanket over her as the rocking begins to make her sleepy*
Oh, God, the Hatter... Why is Hatter here? Why do so many great people have to be here when I'm not? *isn't here*
#ChaseForBook9
Be back later
Bye Nix. *Waves*
Bye Nix
#ChaseForBook9
-appears in Lorcan's room on a rocking chair-
So, have you ever had tea, little child?
-waits-
I suppose you haven't.
You are rather odd, aren't you. I thought only old people were supposed to be bald. And those weird homosexuals with fetishes.
But you... You're different. You must be a part of the illuminati. -opens my pocket watch-
I'll best he off.
*Curls up on trampoline and tries not to fall asleep again*
*Jumps onto trampoline and tackleshugs Death*
Hi ya Death how are you?
*grabs hold of The Hatter and slams him into the wall, growling with her eyes illuminated*
Come near my son again Alex or Hatter or whoever you think you are, and you will live to regret it!!
-giggles-
I wasn't going to hurt him.
*Shrieks and clutches head* I got the flu! I'm missing out on meeting Shaun Tan tomorrow and touring the MCG... Otherwise, I'm grand. How about yourself, Misti?
*slams him against the wall again*
I DON'T CARE!!!
Don't cross me the wrong way.
Rose, would it be weird if we had a baby in Blogland?
And I don't mean rp the sex part, but, like... Own a child. So that Lorcan could play with someone, and all that jazz.
...
[Contemplates whether or not I'm back]
#ChaseForBook9
*Shrugs* Zaf had a kid so I guess it wouldn't be that weird... *Yawns*
No I have 2
Sorry, I meant she had two... I'm just half-asleep right now... It's so warm...
*looks at Death*
Do you not care that your boyfriend arrived into my son's room for no reason!
Sort him out before I do Death
*Walks away, tears rolling down her face and locking the bedroom door*
I'm good Death but I have to do assignments :(
*Covers face with her hands and sighs* Sorry Em...
dont blink, dont even blink. blink and your dead.
DOCTOR WHO!!!
... hmmmmm
*Goes over to a stereo, Grins*
hehehehe *Puts ipod on the dock and selects a song*
YAY *'Macarena' starts playing*
*Dances to the Macarena*
one maca to maca three Macarena four maca five maca six Macarena seven maca eight maca nine Macarena HEYYYYYY Macarena A-H
brb lunch
Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you could believe, don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink. Good luck.
*laughs* yea dont blink *sits by Alexis*
Alexis: Brave didnt come...
*hums doctor who theme*
I like Doctor Who and i never will survive the regeneration of the 11th into the 12th
*Huddles under blanket* It's so warm outside and so cold inside...
*walks out onto the balcony and surveys the lake*
@zaf same :(
@death *huggles*
*holds Alexis close* shhh
*hugs alexis*
theres still time...
Alexis; yeah i kinda want Niccolo but...I understand he kind of is...weird *hugs Snow*
*Opens eyes quickly and looks around* A dream. Just a dream. Only a dream.
Death are you okay?
Had the worst damn nightmare ever... *Shudders*
Javier: *takes Zaf to the dance floor and dances with*
*dances with Javier kind of in shock*
Javier: *brushes hair from her face* you look beautiful as always
*gives alexis a pack of mars bars*
:P
Alexis: thanks!! *has one*
*leans on the railing and watches the lake pushing against the shore*
*smiles fondly at the old bench sitting there*
Oh Javier *smiles*
Javier: remember the night when we were little there was that party your family went to and we danced?
Of course, we terrified Bisahalani because he didnt expect me to be as knowledgable as i am
Javier: that was fun
MSD
[Tiptoes in]
#ChaseForBook9
*is bored*
Javier: ah yes....*kisses*
*kisses back* psst we gotta keep it PG
Javier: ah PG-13 is more fun
The Master...
I've returned.
Properly, this time.
I think I probably should go to bed, eh? I was gonna wait if Niccolo came on but I think Ari is gone to bed so
*looks around and swings legs over the railing and sits, swinging my legs*
Hello Snow, Zaf, Zath, Sparky, Death, anyone else.
#ChaseForBook9
Ugh, all the oldies have left...
I'm still here.
Just not in the party.
i may just pop out quotes every now and then.
Ab Hoc Momento Pendet Aeternitas.
Night, then, Zaf.
...I don't think the party's here. I think it left.
#ChaseForBook9
*Galnces at her watch* Hmm... If my folks were to return home, would they go back to Melbourne? I doubt it... I am feeling a whole lot better...
You know what I meant though.
*sits next to her*
Yeah I think I'm going to bed I really feel as if I shouldnt be on....*goes to le awkward corner with Javier*
Carpe Jugulem
Course I did.
Heyish...
Good that you're feeling better at least, Death.
Bye then, Zaf [hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
*goes to sleep*
Good night lunatics
Hey Nix!
Hey, guys, I was just writing a little something I thought of just now I was wondering if it'd be cool for me to comment it here?
Gtg bye! Sorry! [Waves]
#ChaseForBook9
sure sparky
bye fab
Love to read it Sparky
'Course.
Hey Nix, have you been seeing idiots in yellow shirts and navy jumpers/ blazers? As in school uniforms?
I don't think so... why?
I find the concept of school uniforms so weird...
The door opens and lights pills into the room, falling onto the shackled frame of a girl. Her straight brown hair is a mess, one side falling across her face and the other tucked haphazardly behind her ear. She lifts her head slowly and as it becomes illuminated it is easy to see the she has suffered great injury. There was a small flow of blood trickling from a cut on her forehead. Her eye was black, her cheeks were bruise and her lip was split. If you looked closer you would see that her wrists were raw from being shackled and her hands were cut and bloody. She’d been stabbed in her lower abdomen, and though no organs were damaged the deep rusty coloured stain on her bright red shirt was enough indication that she was in need of medical assistance. She looked up at the figure standing in the doorway and her lips curled into a snarl. Her green eyes were filled with rage and hatred as the figure knelt in front of her on one knee. They remained in silence for a few seconds before the girl lunged forward, kicking off the wall behind her, trying desperately to bite, head-butt, hurt her captor. The figure chuckled.
“There’s still fight in you. Impressive. Most people would be more fearful of someone who gave them a beating like I gave you.”
“Why am I here!?” she shrieked. The figure smirked.
“Sparky, I merely want to help you. I am going to put you through a series of challenges. Decisions to make.”
“And if I don’t?” She spat. The figure lifted her chin slightly.
“That life in your eyes.” He said, “I’ll make it go away.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
“You don’t even know what the decision is!”
“Then what is it?”
“Your sword…” he said, giving a small smile. “Or your treehouse.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m completely serious.” He said. She looked at them, hard, for a long while.
“Why.”
“To help you.”
“And what happens if I chose?”
“You get to keep one. The other is destroyed on the spot.”
“Fuck you.” She snarled. He grabbed her by her hair and slammed her head into the wall she was shackled to.
“Decide.”
“I will not.”
“Decide!” He shouted.
“No!” she shrieked back. The figured growled and jammed their hand into her stab wound and she cried out.
“The Makhaira!” she yelped. He smiled.
“See? That wasn’t so hard.”
“What are you going to do to my treehouse?” She asked. He pulled a remote control out from inside of his jacket.
“This.” And with that, he pressed the button.
Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They're fast, faster than you could believe. Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink. Good luck.
Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my farther, prepare to die.
Carpe Jugulem.
Ab Hoc Momento Pendet Aeternitas.
Oooooh!
My year has been roaming Melbourne for the past week and will be for this week too.
*clings to Chester*
Nuu.
Okay
*Cheers* Epic Sparky!
amazing sparky.
i swear to god...
this is a conversation i just had with cleverbot:
Cake or Death?
Cake.
No. death. [stabs cleverbot].
Kills.
DIE!!
I'll do that, too, soon enough.
Kiss me!
*kiss*.
*stabs*.
*frowns*.
lol...
i am the one that said die, btw
*eats head*.
*likes*.
i just ate her head and she liked it.... *is confuzzled*
Thank you guys. :)
Ugh.
We're almost at the 5,000.
Which means that we have to move posts.
*inset the screenshot of Sparky's Gmail "effforrrrrrrrrrt" image here*
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