Sooo utterly cool... and wait till you see the BACK cover... Wait till you see the cover for the Maleficent Seven paperback — a thing of BEAUTY, so it is...
Oh we spoil you with artwork, we surely do...
Friday, November 1, 2013
LSODM Paperback
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, straight from the pen of Mr Tom Percival, the paperback cover for Last Stand of Dead Men...
Sooo utterly cool... and wait till you see the BACK cover... Wait till you see the cover for the Maleficent Seven paperback — a thing of BEAUTY, so it is...
Oh we spoil you with artwork, we surely do...
Sooo utterly cool... and wait till you see the BACK cover... Wait till you see the cover for the Maleficent Seven paperback — a thing of BEAUTY, so it is...
Oh we spoil you with artwork, we surely do...
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Guys
Guys
DexterxEveryone
DEXTER
DEXTER
OH, DEXTER, I LOVE YOU SO.
I'll take a spoonful o dat
I have a Maleficent Seven poster on my wall . . .
Dexter's giving me an 'I'm so ashamed of you' look . . .
Heeeeeeeeey Dexter, how's it goin' . . .
Just talkin' about you in Blogland . . .
Ay bay bay how u doin
When I woke up this morning I did not think I would be flirting with a poster before I went to bed tonight.
I blame you, Adra!
. . .
Heeeeeeeey Dex, whatcha doin' . . .
I bring out the worst in people
I can give a class 101 on How to Seduce a Poster
At least you didn't get seduced BY a poster, dangit.
That would be unfortunate
*is l a u g h i n g m y h e a d o f f* XD
#ChaseForBookNine
I better not touch the poster, or else I'll get a paper cut.
And then,
just as Gracious and Donegan feared,
I really would cut myself,
on Dexter Vex's abs.
OH SNAP!
*Smooth Criminal starts playing*
*dances in the glorious of her own awesomeness*
JESUS SHIT
Dem cheekbones
Could cut yerself on them
[*heavy metal scream* AAAAAWAAAAWWWWWWWW YYYYYYEEEEEEERAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH]
I find this entire discussion . . .
*puts on sunglasses*
. . . vexing.
AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWW
YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAH!
There's a reason his name rhymes with "sex", you know
Oh yeah Derek
Keepin it PG
He's name rhymes twice :3
Sexter Sex?
Really guys???
I know, I love the fact that his name rhymes twice . . .
I gotta go, the poster is calling me . . .
I kid.
Or am I?
Yes, I am.
Or am I?
Goodbye.
Oh, hi Duck!
Bye Duck!
Yeah
You know it
Bye Oscar-Anni
Before I go, I gotta say I REALLY hope his name was originally Dexter Sex and Derek's editor was like NUH-UH KEEPIN' IT PG DEREK MY MAN and Derek was like MAAAAN YOU'RE NO FUN and changed it to Vex.
Okay, now I'm really gone.
...Yes
I believe this entirely
*drinks from a hot thermos, soup* *looks nervous*
*Drew fixes up his tie in the mirror of the room. As he looks up, he sees his wolf standing where his reflection should be.*
Drew: Are you fucking finished now?
*The wolf growls softly before snarling*
Drew: Knock it off!! There's no blood. No more. You overstepped your boundary when you decided you wanted a chunk of Leo.
*Drew turned around and sat back up against the wall, staring at the wrecked room. He sighs*
And in all that time i have been doing homework
Sigh
((OOOHHH internal conflict. I like))
((Yeah me too Marsa! I have minimum of five hours per night))
((Psst em be home in a few
0.0
I have been watching waaaay too much Nilesy.
#ChaseForBook9
Wow, how rude. Bowling for soup Are never playing a gig in the UK ever again. They aren't breaking up, they're just never coming back.
Fuck you too Bowling For Soup...
#ChaseForBook9
Sebastian: You're insane! You can't stay back there!
Fabi: You're really one to talk.
[Sandra and Judith pull Sebastian back.]
Sandra: You saw what she did with metal, right? She'll be fine.
Judith nods her agreement, and mimes slashing a sword.
Sandra: Exactly. She's a fighter.
When they're out of Fabi's earshot, Sandra whispers: We went back for you, we'll go back for her. Come on!
[They head around to the left, hoping to come up behind the robots]
[Fabi screams somewhere not far away]
[Sebastian grimaces]
[Judith raises an eyebrow]
[Sebastian forces his face back to normal, and raises both his eyebrows, mouthing the word "What?"]
[Judith suppresses a smile, eyes clearing for the first moment since her sister turned into dust]
[Sebastian wonders if she really believes what she said earlier about Janis (and Paul) only dying in this reality] [He decides not to ask]
[Judith runs a bit to catch up to Sandra]
[Sebastian lags a bit behind]
[He hears another scream and changes his mind, running back towards Fabi and the robots]
#ChaseForBook9
I saw the ship argument above, and I'd like to weigh in.
Clearly, it's either Thrashgrace or Thrashabelle. Come /on/.
#ChaseForBook9
I saw the ship argument above, and I'd like to weigh in.
Clearly, it's either Thrashgrace or Thrashabelle. Come /on/.
#ChaseForBook9
Hi Trip, Fabroo
ITS THRASHGRACE GODDAMMIT
Ah! Fabi, you shocked me. How are you?
#ChaseForBook9
I dunno, Thrashabelle is pretty good too.
#ChaseForBook9
*Drew started walking around the room. He pulled back the bed and flipped it back onto it's legs. He did the same to the chairs. He started picking up all the feathers that came out of the pillows.
He then carefully started to pile up splinters, nails and any other tiny bits and pieces*
Drew: Damn I hope Adra has insurance or something...
*His wolf growls again*
Drew: Your input isn't necessary.
Well hello to you too.
*harrumphs*
*stomps away*
*kidding*
Well THRASHGRACE is canon.
Ish
It's so freakin' comical! It's brilliant!
#ChaseForBook9
Thrashgrace.
Hello Trip, Adra, Em. :-)
#ChaseForBook9
My babies Thrasher and Scapey
*pokes Fabi with a branding ironI
You named your son Gerald?
You monster!
#ChaseForBook9
[Pokes Adra with a vacuum cleaner]
[Contemplates whether to ask someone to do something or simply wait]
#ChaseForBook9
....
Gerald?
*sobs*
((Zaffy back
Oi! Don't insult my great-grandpa!
#ChaseForBook9
*is totally not thinking about the sheep*
I did, 'twas I.
Back when Gerald was a popular name...
I'm sorry! It was a joke! I didn't mean it, mister, I won't do it again oi promise! Jus' let me go an' ah'll be aat yer 'air forever! Ah swears it!
#ChaseForBook9
*sits with Ravel by the lake* Gaaah did you finish the Journals?
Ravel: No
Hellooooooo Zaf.
Um. I'm in the same room as the new wifi box thing with the blinky light, and it keeps making rebooting noises. So... Msd.
#ChaseForBook9
When we were in South Carolina the wifi box made noises and it didnt work! And it scared me
What the fook, lad.
((Hi))
((Bye Fabi?))
*Drew lies on the bed and sighs*
Drew: Damn you, fucking thing.
*His wolf snarls*
*Drew quickly gets up and starts pacing around the room*
Drew: 50 fucking years you went without even licking a drop of blood. 50 years!!!! And then suddenly its appealing for you again.
Do you know what could have happened to Ellie, to my family and friends. Not to mention what the fucking Classes would have done to the both of us!
You're a selfish prick!!!
*His wolf whimpers before growling and snarling again*
Drew: Yeah same to you buddy. Same to you.
Masd dinner
*sighs, pacing and rubbing her arm*
Damn... *shivers, terrified* They're going to kill me.
*caugh* Lircandadcure*caugh*
#ChaseForBook9
((Subtle))
*drinks more of her soup, continuing to look around nervously* *sighs, peeking at where she burned the binding symbol off* *puts more snow against it*
*paces in circles, feeling still weak from her previously aforementioned broken legs* *frowns* Damn *glances at her phone*
No
*pauses*
FUCK
I STILL DON'T HAVE HIS NUMBER
Ah. Sorry to hear that.
Our last wifi thingy had a lot of blips, too, and it was restarting, so I'm less concerned about this because
A. It's not as frequent
B. I'm sort of used to it by now
C. Dad seems to know what the problem is.
Hm. Writing more of my plot, distant.
#ChaseForBook9
(lol)
#ChaseForBook9
((Alright then, Fabi *nod*))
*slowly unwraps her bandage, revealing a charred area on her arm where the symbol that controlled her was*
*glances around again* *puts on her cloak and bag*
Oh gods I'm screwed
*bob's voice is heard from behind Adra*
Bob: Not today, princess. Looks like this gods of yours have afforded you another chance.
#ChaseForBook9
*His wolf snarls again. Drew looks quickly to his side. He thought he saw a shadow flicker*
Drew: Oh shit...
*Drew stands in front of the mirror again*
Drew: Show me. Show me!! If you do, then I can help you and this will explain so much.
*His wolf appears into the mirror, just in time for Drew to see shadows circling around his facial scar*
Drew: What happened?? How?? He's dead??
*His wolf snarls and growls*
Drew: Damn it! Why didn't you tell me before?!
*Drew starts banging on the steel door*
Drew: ADRA!!??? ADRA, WE HAVE A PROBLEM.
*turns* Hi, Bob.
And I don't believe that, actually. No offense.
((...there isn't a door, Em? But I get the gist.))
*sighs* Oh my god, can he not.
*carefully takes her portal plate out of her bag and begins to set it up*
Bob: As I do not believe in Gnarlac, halfling god of war, yet he is still my patron diety.
#ChaseForBook9
(Oooops sorry. Wasn't sure or couldn't remember how the room was set out.)
Drew: How long have you been infected?
*His wolf snarls*
Drew: How come it's not effecting me?
*His wolf growls*
Drew: So what can happen?
*His wolf whimpers before snarling*
Drew: Well then you have to control yourself, you hear me?? You have to. Or else we are both in trouble.
Er... I believe in balance. That's about it.
*kicks the portal* Work
Bob: Lass, that ain't gonna do much.
#ChaseForBook9
Alexis: *is confused* What do we do?
I don't know Alexis
Alexis: I never see him anymore I can't spend a day with him
I invented the damn contraption. It ought to work.
*kicks at the metal plate again*
*pinches the bridge of her nose* What the hell is that boy DOING
Bob: Maybe you should examine it in finer detail?
#ChaseForBook9
It's a symbol on a metal disk. That is literally all it has. *sighs, frustrated* That wolf is messing up the connection
Bob: A seemingly perfect blade can have many tiny chips. Maybe the symbol is damaged.
#ChaseForBook9
*His wolf snarls*
Drew: Don't you even think about fucking blood right now. Don't.
*His wolf growls*
Drew: I don't care!! I am not going to let you be left run amok because you want some blood.
What the fuck am I going to do?
FIEIXJWOCKWIFIWNFIWNCIAHWK
I TYPED UP THE NEXT BIT WITH THE BRILLIANT TWIST, AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I TRY TO POST IT? THE INTERNET GOES KABLOBIAMROCJKAOVIAOFKEKFOSNKRJFJAKEOOFJSIEIEKEKEJJJEJJEKOFHSKROFHKAIENFAIHDOBXAJ.
Okay, rant over. :-)
[Goes to type it up again the best I can]
#ChaseForBook9
*takes a deep breath* No, I know what has happened. The signal is disrupted. Trust me. *walks twenty feet to the right and begins stomping on the ground, despite the fact that Drew is fifty feet below her* AY CHILL OUT
((FABI! *cuddles* I'M SORRY!))
*His wolf whimpers and starts to settle*
Drew: Now you heard that, didn't you. She won't fuck around and has no time for you.
*Drew sits at the end of the bed and starts to take some deep breaths*
(Em can I rp with Lorcan or no?))
*pauses*
There we go. *touches the plate, and it lights up blue*
*clears her throat, quickly pulling her coat down over her scarring arm, and steps through*
*pokes her head back out* If you want to come along, Bob
(Oh yeah, sorry Zaf. Just tell me where Lexi is or what you have planned and then we can)
Bob: Oh, I'm just a figment of your imagination. I have no choice in whether I come or not.
#ChaseForBook9
((Uhm with Zaf and Ravel...Alexis is kinda inteoducing him to Ravel))
Har har. Figments of my imagination are crueler than you.
Bob: I'm not kidding, close the portal, see what happens.
#ChaseForBook9
...*shuts the portal, stepping back into Drew's room*
(Lol Lorcan is in a hospital bed recovering from all his surgeries so yeah that should be fun)
*Lorcan starts to groan and wake up. He thinks he can hear Alexis' voice*
Lorcan: Lexi...??
*Drew stands from the bed. His wolf growls viciously*
Drew: *whispers* Behave!
((Ha i got dis
Alexis: *takes Mom and Ravel to the hospital* Lorcan i got someone to meet
Ravel: Hello Lorcan
Drew?
*glances behind her*
Bob: *is now sitting on Drew's bed* And ok' wildly here can't see me. Can you?
Oh wait, he can't hear me!
#ChaseForBook9
*Drew goes over and hugs Adra*
Drew: Hi... I um... I'm sorry about the room.
*Lorcan tries to sit up but winces*
Lorcan: I would shake your head sir but I'm afraid its a bit sore to attempt it.
*hugs back* Don't worry about it, Drew...
*glares at Bob* *is totally screwed*
Ravel: Understandable. *glances at Alexis* Alexis just wanted me to meet you...child takes after Zaf
Sorry Lorcan she is determined
Alexis: he's my...step dad probably soon to be, Erskine Ravel Grand Mage of Ireland
Ravel: I could have said that
She beat you
Ravel: *grins and Zaf and Ravel leave leaving Alexis alone with lorcan*
Bob: You see, I am the embodiment of your longing to see Trip. Your mind is too clever to simply put him here though, so I'm here. Someone you relate to him closely, and respect a little more.
#ChaseForBook9
*her hand twitches* You're kidding me.
Bob: Nope!
#ChaseForBook9
*Drew looks at her hand*
Drew: Ads, are you okay??
*Lorcan holds out his hand to hold Alexis' but then he notices his bandaged hand around the gap where his finger used to be and pulls it back.*
I'm fine, Drew. How are you?
*glowers at Bob*
Alexis: *moves closer to him* I know. I'm not scared you're you and I'm not mad either. *smirks* I'm going to keep you on a leash next. *kisses his cheek*
*Bob smirks*
#ChaseForBook9
*mouths the words "I hate you" to Bob*
Bob: You're awesome too.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh
My
Gods
So, like, if I just went and saw him, I'd be good, right?
Drew: I think I'm okay but my wolf has a problem. And it could be something big.
Lorcan: I'm surprised that you don't return me. I just personify the word broken. She took a finger Lexi... put holes in me... She...
Cat got your tongue?
Bob: *throws a dead cat on the bed* Yes. And yes.
#ChaseForBook9
Alxis; And I still love you *sighs* When you're recovered we need to spend a sane day togeter
Then where the Hell is he?
*mumbles* It's not like I can just call him on my mobile.
You wouldn't happen to have his number, would you?
Because, apparently, I'm a bad person because I still don't have it.
Where did you get that cat
*Lorcan laughs and then coughs*
Lorcan: Yes that would be nice Lexi.
Bob: It took my tongue, the hell if I know where it came from.
I only know what you know, I'm part of you, after all.
#ChaseForBook9
*looked miffed* Hell
Alexis: I know...I miss just being close with you alone with no adults near us...*smiles*
Drew: Ads who are you talking to??
Listen, when my wolf went on its feeding rampage. It fed on one of Deacon's experimental corpse.
And whatever Deacon was doing to the corpse is having an affect on my wolf. Basically if my wolf feeds one more time, me and him will separate.
I'm talking to no one.
...
Um...
I suppose it's all a matter on if you want to be separated or not?
Lorcan: Yeah but the last time that happened, I almost tried to feed on you remember?
Lexi... what if I really am broken? What if I'll never be fixed or right again?
Alexis: Lorcan...stop thinking negative please? Its not helping at all if you think negative it'll happen
Alright then, Bob... We'll have to find him, then...
God hope he isn't dead
Drew: If we separate, I'll be mortal and it will just be a killing machine let loose...
Lorcan: I'm being serious Lexi... what if my dad had a feeling and tried to cure me before I screwed up.
I just... I just don't want to hurt you.
Yeah, and then we kick it's ass, Drew
((Trip, yo, you still awake?))
Alexis: So? Lorcan look you need to stop being worried! Its driving me insane! You worry about a maybe
((Yeah... Guess not then..))
Drew: And what about me then?? I'll be mortal, a liability to get killed or get people killed.
Lorcan: Because it's a maybe that I'm alive. Maybe I should have been killed weeks ago. Maybe I should have went home when I had a chance.
And I often think that maybe I should have fed on you, maybe I wouldn't be sitting here after having a psycho bitch having fun.
Being mortal isn't that bad, Drew. Of all the times you have complained..
Alexis: Lorcan if you fed...on me...if it stopped you wanting me dead and allowed us to just be happy together I wouldn't care. If it meant I could just be with you, this is tiring you freak out and worry and its just...you're self destructive! You can't think negative god
*Lorcan closes his eyes and take a breath*
Lorcan: Don't tempt me Lexi, please. Don't.
*Drew sighs*
Drew: I'm just worried because the detox hasn't worked how it was meant to. Last time was so successful. I dunno Ads...
Alexis: I'm not ok? I am willing to do that to help our relationship *sits next to* Now what shall I do with you? *takes hand*
*Lorcan watches Lexi take his damaged hand and tries his best not to recoil it back*
Lorcan: You're amazing you know that?
Alexis: So are you *blushes*
I'm sorry... I told you, I don't know what to do. This is about all I have.. *taps a symbol and everything in the room remends* It is all I can do
*Drew looks around and lets out a breath*
Drew: You want me to stay in here for longer yeah?
Lorcan: Thanks *he blushes too* You were... were like an angel that came to save me. I owe you my life Lexi.
Yeah, you're going to have to.
Alexis: *smiles* I know and i never regret that. Never will
I'm sorry- I have to go! *dashes from the room to the portal, running through, slamming it shut behind her*
*stands outside* Gods..
Drew: Okay...
*His wolf snarls*
Drew: Its a good thing you can't hear him right now, he's not happy.
*Lorcan lies back into the pillows and sighs*
Lorcan: I'm sick of this hospital bed...
*walks and gets her soup, sipping it*
*spits it out*
Ew. Cold... *sighs*
Alexis: My mother could heal you if you asked since the major wounds are treated she could easily heal you, if you want her to. She knows her true name and can mimick magic she sees and Niccolò can heal and he's healed her which now allows her to do that.
*sits in the snow* *leans back* Hell
Lorcan: She knows my true name?? How did she find that out?? Have werewolves even got true names??
Lexi *he pats the bed beside him* lie down next to me please.
Alexis: *laughs* Her own name not yours Lorcan. *lays down beside him* We all do Lorcan I'm no expert but Niccolò knows a lot on them but everyone has one but we all dont know it very few actually fine out their name
*stares at her soup* I hate you.
I hate Garret
I hate the Council
I hate Victoria and Antonio
I hate Cain
I hate stupid alchemy for doing this
*screams in frustration*
((Adra write a song: I Hate: EVERYTHING))
*gets up, pacing, her muscles twitching* Something isn't right..
*Lorcan had fallen asleep with his arm wrapped around Lexi's waist*
(I'm falling asleep guys. Good night xx)
(( help!! in a practice for a writing expo tonight and i am screaming! all the photos they have of me are stupid. and i mean Stupid.
andddd i have to read out my writing to a crowd of strangers.....!! HELLLPPPPP ))
(( not here/ distant))
((Night Em...))
*sighs* Ravel I need to go to New York for a bit ok?
Ravel: if you need to then go
((Night
Hey snow
Ehe I do not envy you))
No...not right. Not right enough, not good enough, it isn't set, it's just wrong..
((Where are you Adra? I'm in Blogland with my two chracters))
Gosh... *straightens out her arms, shuffling* You're fine. You're good. You're grand. You can take them...
You're a goner, Adri
((By the fire pit))
*sits, staring at the cold dark splotches of old embers*
Come *Ravel and I go to the fire pit* Adra? You okay?
Brilliant, Zaf
I hope so...I feel like something is going wrong
Ravel: Adra you seem out of it
Yeah... No, I'm just thinking. *smiles cordially* Sorry, I'm just being snapped out of my reverie
Ravel: By what or who? You aren't often out of it
Secret things
It's just funny how reminiscing of...times long ago can consume one's attention
Ravel: I know its amazing
Good or bad I can have my attention on the past
*smiles inwardly* *to herself* thank gods
*clears her throat* it however is unhealthy to pay too much attention to it, but....
Ravel: When you live long lives you tend to. I know. I still think of the war and what we may have done better
*rolls her eyes* Didn't know you were thatnostalgic, Erskine...
Ravel: Nor did I until Valkyrie came back telling of a world where Mevolent rules.
Don't remind me of that man he tried killing me himself because I got control and he lost Justaria
*kinda loses interest in their conversation and zones out at the cold coals again*
Come on Ravel lets just-
Olivia: *bursts out of treehouse screaming hysterically* CREEPY MAN WITH EMERALD EYES!!!!!
*apparently can not hear them*
*goes back to staring at the coals, terrifying herself*
Olivia: Adra?
Ravel: Never mind Olivia where was he?
Olivia: Outside he poofed though
Serpine...
*blinks*
What?
Ravel: Serpine was here *picks Olivia up*
Olivia: *snuggles against him*
Ravel: good Olivia I'm glad you like me
*is freaked* Nefarian Serpine?
No, we have a history. I mean, he and I go way back
Too bad he's a lil' bitch
Do tell Adra
Ah, it's history...
Ravel: go on Adra
No,really. *stands up, brushing her dress off* Let's go find him
Ravel: He apparently left Adra.
Olivia: Poof to bar!
Oh dear god *heads towards the bar*
*jumps in front of them* *points to the sign* Trip said he doesn't like people congregating there. You have drinks at home
Olivia: Serpine went to the bar Auntie!
*turns* Olivia tell us exactly where you saw him.
Olivia: Outside the treehouse and he ran in the direction of the bar
Ravel: I don't know why he'd go there...
Serpine: Why don't you ask me, Ravel?
((I was gonna say... I don't think Trip honestly likes it, so...))
Ooh scary
((Olivia was trying to say towards the bar but she ddn't know all the words yet))
Serpine: Oh hello Adrasdos. I didn't see you there.
What do you want?
Serpine: The three Grand Mages standing in front of me, I want one of you. Question is who shall I take first? Irish American and Indian? Delhian? What nationality are you Adrasdos?
((The box is still in that general area... Sort of behind the place, in the opposite direction from the treehouses. Do you think I should move it?))
#ChaseForBook9
*glowers* I work with India
((Wait which box again?))
Serpine: so Indian. There. I want questions answered by one of you three and I go peacefully. Can we nanage?
Ravel: Nefarian the last time you were alive you tried to get the Book of Names....
Go to hell.
Serpine: *raises right hand* Zafira I suggest cooperating your friends can't stop me killing you
Zaf, for once, shut the hell up
((The really big box that's really important to my plot. It just needs to be somewhere in Blogland where you'd all be near it a lot, but at the same time, it's out of the way. That's all that's important right now.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Baaah!!!))
I dedicate this page to the villians in SP, they're unique in their own ways which makes it cool. Mevolent, Serpine Vengeous, Scarab...they're unique and then some you wouldn't think the villians but they are. Some would never appear to be the bad guys but they are
*goes deathly quiet silently picuturing Serpine's head on a stake next to Alastair both burning*
Serpine: Besides the Necromancer will you two agree? *nods to Ravel and Adrasdos*
Ravel: if you lay a finger on Zafira or Olivia the deal is off
((Er... Hmm... I suppose if it is near the fire out that would be good...?))
The questions? Eh, yolo
((Okay... It doesn't matter... Not really sure what does. I'm gonna go for now. See you...))
#ChaseForBook9
((Um...okay...*hugs*))
((Okays!))
Serpine: Where exactly did you guys imprison Dreylan Scarab? I also want to know what the spider device is
Ravel: Zafira knows his location but it is not yours for knowing as for the device...
Yeah I have no idea for both.
((Fabi... Are you upset with us? If you are, please email me... I can help))
Serpine: you were American, Adrasdos. I kno enough about you.
I'm not telling you anything.
Serpine: Figures. Then I guess you'll just have to hear my lovely news, my master has returned.
Ravel: *has almost gone deathly pale*
Mevolent?!
Serpine: Yes. I think you politicians ought to know
Ew. Politics.
((I have a feeling it was because of my question, Fabi. In the event that it is, well- I'm exhausted and a little bit out of it. I apologize. If it is something real life stuffs then *hugs*))
*flies across Blogland on a sunbeam whilst chasing a flying Ford Anglia*
Who would have thought being a criminal overlord was this haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!
*his voice trails away as he soars out of Blogland like a majestic and sanitary eagle*
How do I know you're telling the truth?
Ravel: I would like proof.
Serpine: You don't need it. Ravel shouldn't. And as for your remark Adrasdos I agree
hey Oscar-loscar
Nefarian darling, can I punch you?
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