Happy publication day!
It's out! It has been released! It has been UNLEASHED! Finally, I can stop worrying about early releases and leaks, and now focus all my concern onto such silly things as spoilers...!
So, this here comments section is the Spoiler Zone. This is where you can discuss aspects of the book. I would APPRECIATE it if you try to be subtle even here, because we all know that there are Minions who haven't read the book who will still take a peek, even though they don't want anything spoiled. These Minions are weird, and should be avoided.
I'll be providing a second post after this, announcing and displaying the strapline competition winners, so you can use that to continue your conversations.
Thanks to those Minions who have already read the book and have kept all the details to themselves— I appreciate this so much. And for those of you who have yet to start reading, I really hope you like it. And I'm sorry for the bit where, y'know...
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*Knocks on cottage door*
Serena: Well, wether you realize it or not, you simply can’t stay wandering around the streets forever. You’ll get sick, or killed in a fight.
*shudders* It’s too ghastly to think about.
Tariff: We’re very charitable people, my wife and I.
Serena: Very charitable.
Tariff: We don’t want to see a young girl like you die in the streets like some sort of rat. We want to help you.
Serena: Please, let us help.
. . .
. . . I don’t wanna go.
Serena: I understand that.
Tariff: But you might have to.
. . . What sort of stuff would you be teaching me, then?
Serena: How to be a lady.
Tariff: Maths.
Serena: Cooking.
Tariff: Cleaning.
Serena: And if you show the ability, maybe-
Tariff: *gives her a sharp look*
Serena: *falls silent*
Why d’you got weird names?
Tariff: I beg your pardon?
Your names are all weird. And they don’t. Married people’s names match.
Tariff: . . . We came from very strange families, let’s say.
Serena: Your family, one day. We hope.
(Oh and - for the record, I disagree with the concept of a separate blog just for roleplaying. Although the idea is good in theory, on here at least you have Derek as a sort of authority figure should something bad occur. On another blog is essentially out of Derek's jurisdiction. Thus it is a bad idea.)
(@Soph I did reply here. But in case you didn't see)
You'll hurt me...
Annabelle: -nods- okay..
- looks at her stomach for a long time, tears brimming in her eyes-
(thanks ^^)
*opens the door*
*smiles* hey Sweetie
(I see. Apologies.)
Liliana: Good.
Cole: hey...whats wrong? *frowns*
*Smiles* I forgot my keys and didn't want to intrude, sorry. Mind if I come in?
. . .
. . .
. . . Yeah, alright.
John: *sharp intake of breath*
Sure. S’fine. I’ll go with you.
Serena: *claps hands* What a delight!
Tariff: We’re so glad you made the right decision, my dear . . ?
Scrapper.
Serena: Oh, ah, yes, that’ll have to go. “Scrapper” is not a lady name. We’ll call you Jane Solus until you can come up with something proper.
Proper?
Can’t name myself. Ain’t no one names themselves.
Tariff: Of course. Right you are.
*turns to Serena and nods at the door*
Shouldn’t you notify them of our decision . . ?
Serena: Yes, you’re right.
Tariff: . . . Poor boy.
Serena: I hope he’s not disappointed.
John: *scrambles away from the door, just as it opens*
Serena: *swarms into the hall, hurrying down it with quick, hopping steps*
*she is very small, very thin and pale*
*she looks very sick*
John: *watches her with one wide eye*
*peers back into the room, where Tariff is talking quietly with Jane Solus*
*can’t quite hear the words*
John: *finally, decides to stop*
*sits against the wall, staring at the ground*
*wondering what’s going to happen next*
(It's fine Soph)
-keeps silent, head hung, disappointed in herself-
Annabelle: I..I'm not sure I'm ready for them.. -still staring at her stomach- I'm only young..
*smiles* come on in honey
Cole: Hey... *hugs gently* its okay...you can tell me...
Thanks *enters* *Sees Cole and nods* Cole. *Turns to Annabelle* Has Mark been treating you well, where is he?
Um Ed... *pulls him to the kitchen*
Annabelle: -shivers at the name- I haven't seen him ed. Not since..then.
-hugs cole back- sorry. I'm not normally like this..baby hormones and trauma and...Yeah..
Liliana: *strokes Silente's chin gently* Don't look like that. You did well. *brushes her lips over her neck, then waves a hand and the chains release her*
*Raises eyebrow* Oh *Is pulled to kitchen* Yes?
Cole: baby hormones? *eyes widen* and this Mark...? oh dear
-drops like a sack of potatoes, landing on her butt-
-stands up, wobbly-
I don't want this..
Belle is kinda sensitive right now...he hasn't shown up for a week *there was a time skip*
Lets try not to bring him up, okay?
(there we go....
fixed *points to profile name...* .......)
*the next day*
*the sun is shining, birds are singing in the trees*
*and Jane Solus is wearing a new dress*
I hate it.
John: S’alright. You look fine.
I hate it. It’s stupid. It’s loose where it should be tight and tight where it should be loose.
John: C’mon, cheer up a little!
*tries to smile*
You’re going away! Going away to become a lady!
I don’t want to be a lady.
John: I don’t care. You’re going.
*scowls and walks away*
John!
*runs after him*
It’s ‘cause of Tariff and Serena, innit?
John: . . .
It’s ’cause they said they didn’t want you and took me instead.
John: . . .
*grimaces*
*dealing with emotions was never a strong point*
Look, I know becomin’ a gentleman is all important to you and stuff, but-
John: Go away!
Huh?
John: Go away! Go on! Go learn how t’ be a lady!
I’ll just stay here with the other choir boys.
Serena: *from the coach by the church* Jane! Darling! We have to go!
Annabelle: yeah..- smiles sadly- not the best first time ever ey?
(*huggles Rhos tightly* how are you feeling now sweetie?)
Liliana: I know. But you agreed to my deal willingly. And now you are my pet until I say otherwise. Sit.
Oh, sorry, I thought he would help her out.
Look, sorry I keep leaving home for large gaps at a time, I am really sorry.
Cole: anyway I can be of assistance and I will be here...no hesitation *hugs her*
*huggles* its okay...gotta do what you gotta do, right?
Yup, serious stuff. How long until she is due?
*is here, probably not wanted but is here* -Zaf
(Hello Zaf, how are you?)
-hesitates a moment then sits down, legs crossed, on the floor-
Annabelle: thank you..- hugs him back -
hmmm around eight weeks now...wolves are pregnant for less time than humans...
(hello zaf. How are you?)
John: *crosses arms petulently*
Go on.
No!
*stamps foot*
I don’t wanna be a lady all by myself! You gotta be there too!
John: They don’t want me.
Why, though? You actually WANT to be all proper and stuff.
John: I dunno. They said I didn’t have the “spark.”
The “spark?”
John: Yeah. Natural talent, I guess.
What’s “natural talent?”
John: It’s when you’re really good at something without tryin’ too hard.
Tariff: Jane, really, we must be off!
But isn’t tryin’ really hard better than havin’ natural talent?
John: Dunno.
Oh.
John: They’re stupid anyway. Tariff smells like cigar smoke.
-
. . . I don’t wanna go without you.
John: Yeah, well, that’s what THEY want, so . . .
. . .
John: . . .
. . . Okay.
John: Yeah.
Bye, John.
John: Go on. Get out of here. Go.
. . .
*turns around abruptly and leaves*
Cole: *smiles* its okay...just wait till I get my hands on this mark guy...
Oh *sighs* Makes you realise
(who remembers this great song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYXgz3qs1BM&list=FLMvKph9NngI1bjqPBlkSHoA&index=200)
I know....do you mind having a bunch of wolves around this place?
John: *sits on the lawn and watches the carriage bounce away across the cobblestones*
. . .
. . . You wait an’ see, Jane Solus.
*tears up a clump of grass and starts playing with it*
Someday, I’m gonna be a proper gentleman, all pomp and sophistication-like. Then I’ll be just as good as you are. You wait an’ see.
Very Small Voice: Johnny?
John: *looks back at the house*
*a very small face, half hidden by blond hair, peeps out from the doorway*
The Other John Solus: She says dinner’s ready. She’s calling all the other kids in. You should come inside.
John: I’m not ready.
The Other John Solus: Why not?
John: I want to stay out here for a while.
The Other John Solus: You’re still sore ‘cause those parents didn’t want you, right?
John: I’m gonna be a gentleman without them, you’ll see.
The Other John Solus: Nah.
John: Yeah I am.
The Other John Solus: Nah. You only got one eye. Ain’t never was a gentleman what had only one eye.
John: . . . Shut up.
*half-heartedly throws a clump of grass at him*
Annabelle: he's long gone..I hope
If your happy then I am happy. It will make a change I suppose
Liliana: Good. Now we will be going back to your realm. But you will continue to do exactly as I say. Are we clear?
Cole: just incase...if he does show up, he is a dead wolf.
*smiles and kisses* thank you for understanding sweetie.
The Other John Solus: And you can’t be a gentleman, ‘cause otherwise all us kids would grow up to be gentleman, an’ that won’t do, ‘cause then there’d be a bunch of gentlemen runnin’ about all called John Solus.
John: I’ll change my name.
The Other John Solus: Can’t do that. It’s not allowed.
John: Sure it is. Spies do it.
*points to the patch over his eye*
An’ sorcerers do it too. Mum told me.
The Other John Solus: You ain’t a sorcerer.
John: Yeah I am. You don’t have t’ have “natural talent” to be a sorcerer. You can learn how. You can use “sigils” and stuff. And Mum gave me “natural talent” when I was a baby, remember? Before she snuffed it?
The Other John Solus: *walks over to him and sits down next to him, on the grass*
Yeah. But it’d be better to have two eyes than one eye and “natural talent.”
John: But she poked it out so long ago that I don’t even remember, ain’t that right?
*pulls at clumps of grass*
So iss alright. I don’t care. She’s dead anyway.
The Other John Solus: So . . . you think your “natural talent” is better than Jane’s “natural talent?”
John: It’d better be, if I’m gonna be a gentleman AND a sorcerer.
The Other John Solus: Don’t think anyone can be a gentleman AND a sorcerer. There’s too much to remember.
John: Yeah, well I’ll give it a go anyway.
*they sat there for a while, eyes wide, watching the sun go down*
*and after a while, three eyelids drifted closed, and they were fast asleep under the stars*
Don't worry about it. We can select one to be the next alpha if you want.
-nods- yes Liliana.
Annabelle: I...don't get your paws bloody over nothing..
*laughs* maybe...*face turns serious* I hope belle can cope...
(*Huggles tightly* I'm better now thank you darling)
*pops out from behind the red curtain*
*wipes hands off with a moist towelette*
. . . Well then. I'm glad that's through.
For now.
You will be here to help her, and Cole
(-APPLAUDS-)
(Very good Clara *claps*)
*bows flamboyantly*
Thank you, thank you.
(*kisses Rhos's cheek* tis okay)
*smiles* I guess so...maybe you could help a little? how do you fare with little ones?
(Fine. Probably decorating the gerbil cage for Christmas.-Zaf
Liliana: *places a hand on her shoulder and they reappear in Blogland, away from Bethany and Phaestra*
-stays sat down, head still hung-
(Festive gerbils?)
I can cope I suppose, but my erm, bad mood hates them
(*claps* well done Anni!)
*raises hand meekly*
Are there any Buffy the Vampire Slayer fans present?
Annabelle: I...don't get your paws bloody over nothing..
Festive Gerbils sounds like either a Christmas-only band or a password into a secret government facility.
(Hello everyone)
*nods slowly* ahhh okay....never put you on nappy duty then?
Cole: he hurt you and left you to face the consequences. he deserves everything he will get off me
*laughs*
Speaking of Buffy . . .
(Hello Cordelia)
(Hey C how was the birthday celebration meet up thingy?)
(hey Cord! how art thou?)
Greetings, Cordelia. I hope you're well, and not recovering from a four-day power outage.
Annabelle: -smiles- okay..
Mark: -is lurking outside btw, glaring through the window at Cole-
*Laughs sadly* I remember when I...
*quietly retreats to a small corner and reads*
Cole: *looks at her* is there anything I can get you?
(You're the bestest Chlo *smiles*)
(Hello C, how was your day?)
(Well dones Clars *applauds* )
*tilts head* what ?
(THIS IS FOR ALL YOU WELSH FANS
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYYUAib5EWo&list=FLMvKph9NngI1bjqPBlkSHoA&index=276)
(nio, you are Rhossie)
(-hugs Clara hesitantly-)
Annabelle: a blanket? It's chilly and I...don't know what'll happen to them if I change...
Liliana: Why are you so disappointed? *brushes her lips over her neck*
I remember my son. So long ago now *voice is quiet*
*cautiously accepts the hug*
your...son *frowns* oh Ed...
Cole: a blanket is coming right up *leaves to the bedroom*
Yeah put garlin around their cage on the outside and little Christmas balls, they'll be happy. They're just running around on their wheel since 10am and haven't stopped.-Zaf
*Nods* Yup, so very long ago. He... he was killed because I cared for him. They wanted to get at me and took all I had
(It was good but 2 people left and went to go watch a movie. Without telling me. Bitches.)
-shivers- I failed..
Annabelle: he's so nic-
-screams as a rock comes flying through the window, covering her head and stomach-
Oh sweetie *hugs tightly* I am so sorry to hear that... *starts getting teary*
(Oh Zaf, I am not really one for Christmas myself)
I must go.
*goes*
Cole:*hears Belle scream* Belle!
*goes running back* are you okay?
*Hears smash* *Appears next to Mark outside window* Hello again
*hears the smash and runs into the living room*
Liliana: How so?
Annabelle: -shaking- y-yeah..Fine..-brushes the glass off herself-
Mark: -growls at Ed- go away.
It's Christmad decorating day so because we moved the poor gerbils (again in a few months) we're decorating the cage. I think they're pissed as the wheel has gone down at least 10 times.-Zaf
-looks lil in the eye-
I'm back being your pet
*Punches his nose breaking it* You know what. I am thinking how nice your insides would look outside. Maybe a limb here and a head there
Cole: *picks her up*
Take her to the secret passage!
*leads them to the secret entry way*
Cole: *takes Belle into the passage* its okay now....
(Poor gerbils)
Liliana: And that is a good thing.
(I will be back soon.)
They don't know that I'm cleaning the inside of their cage today too.-Zaf
Mark: -stumbles back, landing on his butt- don't give me that c*ap! I came back for her and she's chatting up another fella!
Annabelle: - hugs Cole tightly-
-shivers at how cold it is in there-
No it isn't
(okay Soph)
(Oh)
Look, I wouldn't trust Cole either. But breaking my wife's window is a bit extreme
Mark: I doubt you'd have let me through the door.
What do you want?
Mark: to win my girl back
(*Coughs* are we really going to have this debate here Chlo Chlo?)
(right, tis a bit daft of your friends... C
but it happens (i think) )
Cole: I'll keep you warm *huggles tightly¥
*appears outside* mark...
Then come in. Speak with her
*glances at the lake, and looks for a Midgardian to annoy*
Annabelle: -shiver more, snuggling against Cole- C-c-c-cold..
Mark: fine then ed. Lead the way.
*appears behind Loki* Surprise!!
*Leads him inside* Belle, he wants to talk
Cole: shoot...we can't keep you here *runs out of the passage and up the stairs*
(If it's necessary rhossie )
Mark: -follows behind Ed-
Annabelle: -stiffens, pressing into Cole-
*Shouts* And Cole, if you hurt him then you will never be safe *Heads to kitchen*
*turns, dagger already out ready to kill* Oh, it is a Midgardian. That is all.
(Well I'm sure someone can vouch for me when i say YOU are the bestest person ever Chlo Chlo)
Cole: I will protect her *growls*
*hilds her protectively
*waits in the kitchen *
Mark: -smirks slightly and follows ed into the kitchen-
(But yur the best rhossie)
*Sits down on chair in kitchen* *Heads out of the back door and picks some flowers* *Walks off into woods*
Annabelle: I-it's okay..he won't hurt me...again...
Happy birthday Loki!....
(You are Chlo)
*Looks at Garret extremely confused* My birthday is....I know not, but it is not today.
Mark: -sits in the kitchen and nods at Flick-
Cole: *sits Belle on a kitchen stool*
*growls at mark* you have a gall coming here again
Where is ed?
Oh well... Crap..... What am i going to do with the cake now?
*Arrives deep in the woods at a stone arch* *steps through*
Mark: he just left..I don't know where he's gone!
- looks at Annabelle- hello.
Annabelle: -shifts uncomfortably- hi..
*jumps out from behind a bush*
*is wearing a party hat*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOKI!
Cole: *growls* you must be mark
Cole...calm
You really made cake? *Is somewhat preplexed as to why he did*
*Steps back through the arch and heads back to cottage* *enters kitchen* Cole!
No i bought one.... From M&S
*smiles and waves to Dugg* hi
*hands Loki a card*
And I got you a card!
*throws confetti*
Mark: I am.
Annabelle: - looks at her hands resting on the table- what do want Mark..
Mark: you. My pups. My bitch.
*waves cheerfully*
Hi Gar!
(Sil
My emails have stopped working
I'll fix them after I get out the bath because I'm using my phone for multiple things)
(That's fine Chloe)
Welcome to the party *continues smiling*
Cole: *griwls ignoring ed* don't you dare call her that
Sweetie ...where did you go?
Tawnee: *wonders around with the baby*
Just for a walk. Cole, please don't hurt him
Mark: its what she is. She's my Luna. My bitch.
Annabelle: Mark...I'm not yours.
Mark: you're the mother of my pups!
Annabelle: that's hardly my fault!
Mark: that's irrelevant! You're the mother of my pups, that makes you my Luna
Cole: if he hurts Belle again, he's a dead wolf
He will help belle
Well it looks like the part died.....
*shadow walks to Taw*
Cole: just impregnating her isn't enough...you have to love each other
(Soy, Gtg. Pie!)
*hands Loki the card*
Happy birthday! Thanks for inviting me!
Annabelle: I don't want his help!
Mark: they're my pups too! I have a right to care!
Annabelle: Mark you RAPED me! You're not a fit parent!
Mark: oh and lover boy is??
Annabelle: WHAT?? -blushes- he's..its not..
Mark: what's wrong Annabelle? Scared to admit you're a slut AND a bitck?
(Bye Dugg)
*Walks around Blogland, Mapping it out in her mind*
*The house on the hill, the forest, the clearing, the volcano, the lake, the treehouse, the big blue house*
*Sighs and sits against a tree near the clearing*
What will you do, Cordelia?
I don't know, Sebastian.
Taw: hello doll
*stares at the card* Thank you.
((I was researching if he has a birthday....-Zaf
Mark, watch what you call your luna
Cole; *moves infront of belle * don't you DARE call her that again!
Mark: what? A slut? Its true! And she IS my Luna Ed!
(Goodbye Dugg)
(Fair Doo's Zaf, does he have a birthday?)
(C, why don't you and Sebastian(?) come join me and Taw?)
Hey hon *kisses her cheek*
She may start to dislike you if you continue calling her that Mark.
(Sorry Gar, Sebastian is busy)
Mark: its true though Ed!
Call her that one more time and I will rip your tongue out. Now, be nice
Tawnee: what have you been up to?
Cole: don't you dare call her that! She needs more respect
(Didn't mean you Ed i mean the other Sebastian (the one who was talking to Cordelia) )
(Oh, sorry Gar)
Mark: -growls- fine. I want to help you with the pups. Hell, I'll take them away if you need!
Annabelle: no! They're mine!
Mark: they're OURS.
(Its all cool Ed)
i was doing things.....
what have you been up too?
I will leave you two to talk. *Enters kitchen* Drink Inky?
((No.-Zaf
(Gar, where are you and Taw?)
*nods* thanks ed...
Cole: I will not let you take them
Taw: just taking Cora out and about
*Pours Inky drink* Do you have any children then?
Mark: I have a right to them lover boy.
Annabelle: why do you even want them??
Mark: I have my reasons.
(we are currently out for a walk with little Coraxia (Cora for short) )
(Well that's shame Zaf.... You should give him one?)
*smiles* Fair doo's
*laughs* no, I am only sixteen...I haven't been Alice long enough to have that kinda past. I wouldn't mind some in the future though
Cole: I will not let you , you have no right after what you did
((December 13th. Zan's is November 30th-Zaf
(Right...)
*Sees two people walk by with...what looks like a child*
Hmm...
*Laughs* Ah, you really want a child?
Taw: *smiles* life is great, is it not?
*smiles* well it isn't a decision I can make on my own, is it ?
Mark: stay out of this lover boy! This isn't your discussion!
Annabelle: and its not yours either..you aren't having the pups Mark. I'm sorry..
Mark: Annabelle! They've my children! Mine!
Cole: they aren't objects of your possesion *growls* and if they need someone to look after them, I will gladly take your place
I wish you could have met Thomas. *a tear is at the corner of his eye* *brushes it away* If you want a child, there is no harm in trying
(there we go Zaf and Xan's is tomorrow?)
*Smiles* yes it is....
*whispers* do you get the feeling your being watched *starts looking around and spots Cor*
Mark: go to Hell lover boy! Annabelle they're as much mine as they are yours!
Annabelle: no. They aren't.
Mark: no, you're right! They're more mine! You put no effort into making them, therefore they aren't yours!
Really? Oh Ed *huggles*
Taw: I do...
Cole: who are you calling lover boy?
And she is the one burdened by them! They are more hers!
*Blushes slightly when Gar looks over and pretends she wasn't staring at them*
*huggles* So, a child then? *laughs* *Checks watch* Nearly time *runs to arch*
(Fairly certain my hand shouldn't look like that --->)
Mark: you! I'm calling YOU lover boy!
Annabelle: Cole just..get him to leave please?
(Xan's author's birthday is in march. the 22nd if I'm correct.)
Wait! *goes after him *
Cole: okay Belle *moves towards Mark* get out of here kid
*whispers to Taw* stay here, I'll go investigate....
*Shadow walks over to Cor* excuse me....
what are you doing?
*watches the Midgardians*
*Blushes more* I..um...I was just, sitting against a tree...
*looks at her Scythe then back at the man*
(Like that rather --->)
Mark: -growls- no.
Annabelle: Mark..
Taw: okay *looks down at the baby lovingly as she stirs *
Inky, meet Thomas *A transparent blue figure of about 16 appears in the arch* For a few minutes every year he can come through from the spirit world.
Thomas: Hello Dad, who's this?
(Thomas is tall with short blonde hair by the way)
Cole: *growls* I'll just have to force you out !
Oh,., hello *smiles* it is nice to meet you
I see,
well i noticed you were watching me and my fiance....
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