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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«Oldest ‹Older 1001 – 1200 of 4969 Newer› Newest»((Okay Jubi :/))
*hugs Star*
((*raises glass* to Alex! *hugs*))
STAR!!!!!!! *SUPERMEGATACKLEHUGSOFDOOM*
HAI!!
I'M SAYING HI BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BEEN HERE FOR HOURS AND YOU HAVEN'T GOTTEN A SUPERMEGATACKLEHUGOFDOOM...
SO
HAI :D
Indeed, to Mr. Stone.
Thanks for the confirmation, Annika.
But Twenty minutes to work out Frozen Yoghurt from 'Fro-Yo'.
Twenty minutes.
IDEK.
*is supermegatacklehugofdoom-ed / hugs back* Hemingway, Jubi! Thanks! xP
#ChaseForBook9
Thanks, Saph. I don't really know what to say. I'll miss all of you.
To Alex!
Well I guess I say it will be sad to see you go Alex....maybe it'll be...better when you can come back.
*ducks head* Really, you didn't need to do a dedication.
(Also, why did the makers of keyboards put the 'f' key so close to 'd'? Who does that? I nearly typed a completely differently word to 'duck')
*laughs* Omg Alex xD
Alex; Yes, I did. Because you're very special to me, and I love you to pieces, and I think our time has very nearly run out.
*hugs Alex* We'll miss you. :(
Remember, nothing is forever. You'll be back before you know it. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
((Oh my god I'm gonna cry))
Duck is a very bad words for typos. The f key is next to the d key and the i key is also next to the u key. XD
Wait..
Where are you going, Alex?
Yeah. *Swallows* In fact, my parents are calling for us to get up, and it's almost 6:30, and I think this is goodbye. I'm sorry Sapphy *hugs her* I love you like a little sister. I promise, I'll email you as often as I possibly can.
I don't have the time right now to explain why each of you are so incredible and special and amazing, but you are. Take care, and thanks for, y'know, knowing me, tolerating me, being friends with me.
I love you so, so much Saph. *kisses her cheek* Goodbye.
*Tries really, really hard not to cry* Love you too Alex. Good luck.
Good bye, Mr. Stone.
POWER!!! :D
#ChaseForBook9
*hugs Alex* Goodbye . . .
You won't ever truly leave, not in spirit. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs*
Oh my gods I'm gonna cry
we'll miss you Alex
Jubi; He's moving to a boarding school in England. They only allow Internet for one hour a month, so getting on the blog will be pretty much impossible.
Star; *starts laugh/crying*
X: I keep trying to contact you, and you keep ducking out of the way. Why is that?
*licks blood off her fro-yo spoon*
Don't you think you owe me?
*grimaces*
*pushes away the fro-yo*
I owe you nothing.
X: How would you know?
You can remember hardly anything, can you?
*giggles*
(I am so so so so so sorry for disappearing.)
[hugs Alex] Good luck.
[hugs Sapphy]
[hums the second verse of Fix You]
#ChaseForBook9
(Goodbye, Alex. I hardly knew ye, but I will miss you sincerely.)
*hugs Adra*
((Hmm....i offer if anyone of you wish to join in the plot or speak to Ravel or I you can this won't effect much with Zavier...))
*is sitting on a tree branch* Oh you're here! *jumps down and stands beside Ravel*
Ravel: Finally I see your work has left some time for us to see each other
Well you know as well as I do the war ending took a lot out of everyone...*sighs* And to think it wouldn't last long. 1923 he finally dies...
Ravel: *takes hand* And we all saw things in ourseleves that weren't meant to be, some were. I guess it's amazing how we all survived.
You're one of the Dead Men, it's a miracle any of you survived. I just am glad to know we can stay together.
Ravel: Come we can go to Ireland if you like, or New York. You need a break the whole Elder business is taking a toll on you.
Awesome dedication, Saphire.
*nods*
Alex.
I'll be missing you, too, Alex. I'm wishing you the best of luck, and I hope you can get back sooner than you thought. I'll look forward to it.
I hope you enjoy yourself as best you can, for the time-being.
You're amazing, and I hope life is extra-good to you, because you deserve it to be. :)
*hugs*
#ChaseForBook9
[Realizes that that song probably won't help much]
[Lights flicker]
[Groans] Msd.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh.... O.O
*supermgegagoodbyetacklehugsofdoom*
Bai Alex :(
DID I FUCKING MISS ALEX LEAVING
FFS MARA JFC
*hugs Fabi back*
Gah... I might ghost/disappear for a while. I don't want to make Blogland depressing.
Goodbye Alex
FABI! *SUPERMEGATACKLEHUGSOFDOOM*
Hai :)
(I'm still doing this even if no one else is . . .)
X: I have a problem. And it's very simple, and all I need is you. So, are you ready to listen?
No.
X: I gave you something very special, Precocious. It's not my fault you forgot it.
*shrugs*
And now, I think I'm due for my payment.
((Welcome back, Ms. Annika.))
Now, then.
*turns to look at the belligerent man*
Cease your incessant leaping around, and speak to me.
((Wbd I'm gonna upload the rest of my videos I can't rp Zavel yet....too....sad))
*points the tip of her sword to her opponent*
X: You owe me, Precocious, don't you realize that? While my boys are playing with your friends outside, I need you to make me a deal. You owe me big time, and I don't let anyone . . .
*eyes flash red*
ANYONE, double cross me.
*stands up*
I don't know who you are, and I don't care. I owe you nothing, damn you, nothing at all.
X: Oh, but you do.
Isn't that the tragedy of having a flawed memory?
Appointments you forget to make,
promises you forget to keep?
I went out on a limb,
a very long,
thin, weak,
spindly limb, to get you what you wanted.
And in exchange, I have one simple demand.
*motions her forward*
Come closer.
I'll whisper it to you.
I'm here for Oscar . . .
X: Heh. Cute.
Come here.
*Man in black skids to a halt*
*his eyes are white*
*and vacant*
*and his body is shimmering and shifting*
*like dark sunlight*
*or the scales of a snake*
Man: We are . . .
. . .
the Wishful.
...
Wishful thinking gets you nowhere, my friend.
*opens a gateway where the man's left knee is*
X: *whispers something in Precocious's ear*
*leaps backwards*
*trips over a table*
*falls on her face*
*pushes herself onto all fours*
WHAT ARE YOU?
WHAT IN DANTE'S NINE RINGS ARE YOU?
*the walls begin to drip*
*hint: It's not fro-yo*
X: *sighs*
You people are always so difficult.
*clicks fingers*
Boys!
Finish them off, already!
*glances towards the walk-in freezer*
Aww
I guess this means I won't be getting my fro-yo :(
Wishful: *unravels into tendrils of darkness*
*re-forms behind Sir*
*white eyes blank and staring*
*melts into a pall of darkness*
*enveloping Sir like a shadow*
*a shadow cast by nothing visible to the naked eye*
Other Man: We are . . .
. . .
. . . the Ashamed.
*leaps impossibly high and impossibly far*
*slashing at Sir with hands like steely blades*
*rolls her eyes, slicing though where her opponent's Achilles' tendon is*
X: *raises one hand*
*and Precocious flies across the room*
*slams into the wall*
*all the breath knocked out of her*
*gasps helplessly*
*blood soaking the back of her coat*
X: You want to remember things, I hear?
*steps closer*
*giggles*
Do you really WANT to, I wonder?
*struggles*
*gasps for breath*
X: Do you even know what I suffered? All the torments and struggles I lived through? The men I killed, the lives I destroyed, to find your true name for you?
And then you up and forget . . .
*sigh*
*light blazes from the walk-in freezer*
X: *whips around*
What the-
*huggles Saph*
*hugs anybody who wants hugging*
Sorry. I don't really know if I'm here, properly.
#ChaseForBook9
Ashamed: *collapsed into pool of darkness*
*shifts*
*churns*
*and melts up from the ground as a faded, gray girl*
*holding a red balloon*
*but the image is jerky and twitchy*
*it is not the real girl*
Other X: Stop.
Stop boys, stop.
*giggles*
Weak, pathetic boys, can't even beat the sort of slime that Precocious would attach herself to.
Withdraw, boys.
Withdraw.
*backpedals, flailing his hands simply to keep his balance*
Why you... Blackguard! Knave! Rogue! Cad! Boor! Bounder! Cur! Ruffian! Lout! Heel!
*slowly settles into a more stable stance*
Meanwhile, in the walk-in freezer:
Oscar: Come on . . . come on . . .
*tries to refract the pitiful light from the ceiling lightbulb*
*it doesn't work*
Damn it . . . try harder . . . try harder!
*closes his eyes*
*light blazes around him*
*it dissipates in the cold air, flashy, but useless*
Damn . . .
*tries to focus light on the lock*
*the lock grows hot and red*
*but doesn't melt or break*
DAMN!
. . .
Wait . . .
What are they saying in there . . .
*presses ear to the door*
Sir, are you alright?
X: *distracted by the pretty lights*
*slowly drags herself across the floor*
*to the door*
*catches a glimpse of Sir and Adra and a pool of darkness draining into the ground*
What . . .
*darkness spills through the windows and door*
*seeping up from the floor*
*dripping from the walls*
*completely enveloping Precocious in a suffocating cloud*
Oscar: True name?
Precocious knew . . . and then forgot . . . her true name?
And this . . . this, person . . . found it for her?
Oscar: *smile slowly spreads on his face*
So this girl can find true names . . .
Doctor! *runs towards the door*
X: STOP! DAMMIT, STOP!
*the darkness shimmers in the air*
*confused*
*uncertain*
X: Leave it! Leave her, we can't afford her dead! Kill the one in the freezer, and then follow me, dammit!
*screams in fury*
*pulls out a medallion from around her neck*
*taps it*
*and disappears in a flash of light*
*the darkness melts into the freezer*
*leaving Precocious*
*bruised*
*battered*
*confused*
*and choking to death*
*on the floor*
...
*runs to the frozen yogurt dispensary*
Doctor!
*breaks the windows* Doctor...
*runs to her*
*darkness flow in*
*and twists into the forms of two women*
*wearing black dresses*
*and smiles*
Ashamed: We are the Ashamed.
Wishful: We are the Wishful.
Together: Hail to the red lady.
Oscar: YOU BITCHES BE CRAZY.
*coughs violently*
*blood spatters onto the floor*
Urk . . .
Ah . . .
*coughing*
*trembling all over*
*coughing up blood mixed with darkness and pus*
S . . .
Ad . . .
*coughs*
Osc . . .
*kneels by Precocious*
Are... Ms. Dark can... Take care of you. Hopefully.
Where is Mr. Neurotic? Was he naught but a trap?
Wishful: I know what you want.
Oscar: I want to get out of here!
Wishful: *smiles*
*holds out medallion*
Alright then.
Go.
Oscar: *dumbstruck with shock*
He's in the freezer, Sir.
*begins to work on her*
Oscar: *tries to refract light*
Ashamed: *unravels into darkness*
*and the lights*
*slowly*
*go*
*out*
Ashamed: Are you afraid of the dark, Oscar?
Oscar: I . . . I'm not THAT pathetic . . .
Ashamed: But you are pathetic, though.
Are you ashamed of that?
Oscar: *stares at the medallion*
Right.
*opens a gateway, and appears in the opposite side of the freezer*
*coughing violently*
S . . .
Ad . . .
Osc . . .
*hears a strange ringing in her head*
Whats going on?
Ravel: I don't know. Come on Zaf. *takes hand and goes towards whats going on*
((Okay second thought is it safe to do up to KOTW anything is fair game I can say he's Grand Mage Ravel?))
Shhh, Anni- don't speak. You need to heal..
Wishful: *drops the medallion*
*Ashamed and Wishful melt together*
*two creatures of darkness united*
*creating the same, shaking, jolting image of the little girl with the red balloon*
X: Your name is Sir Reingington.
Precocious talks a lot about you.
Though she probably doesn't remember it.
*giggles*
Oscar: *staring at the medallion*
. . .
I AM pathetic . . .
Damn . . .
She's a coward, I'm pathetic, we're all filth, damn it all, I can't abide filth . . .
@Zaf: I would say that would be all right, personally. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
... Okay then.
...
My, it is dark in here...
*opens a gateway, and a blinding column of burning gas screeches towards the girl*
Precocious: *drifting in and out of consciousness*
OH HELL!
*dives out of the way of the burning gas*
*which passes straight through X*
X: *sigh*
I'm not here, Sir. I'm just an
IMAGE
*the word IMAGE echoes through the building, as if twenty voices had said it*
X: I don't have any deals or bargains with you, Sir.
Only with Precocious.
Neurotic here is only a bit of fine print.
*sighs, finishing up*
oh dear... *lifts her up and goes towards the van, in the back*
...
Wait.
You're just an image? Ah, this will make things MUCH easier!
*grabs at Mr. Neurotic's wrist, and begins marching towards the freezer exit*
X: *smiles*
*allows Sir to walk past, dragging Oscar*
*leans down quickly and whispers in Oscar's ear*
You have to be saved from a little girl.
A little girl.
And you have to be saved from a fro-yo shop. And dirt. And filth. And a nasty little medallion.
You've been protected all your life.
By people who loved you
and people who hated you.
Poor little Oscar, scared of dirt.
Pa
The
Tic.
*smiles*
*shimmers*
*and vanishes*
*lays Precocious down in two of the seats* *sighs*
Precocious: *shifts in her sleep*
Ad . . . ra . . .
Where . . .
*looks over at Adra* Adra do you need help?
Ravel: Zaf she is fine its okay. *takes hand* Come lets go back to Ireland.
No but-
Ravel: Zaf come on. You can't do much
I'm you somewhere to rest. You're in the ban. Oscar is on his way.
I'm also going to drive your van
Precocious: *makes an effort to sit up*
*faintly* Nooooooooo . . .
*flops back on the chair*
*unconcious*
Sorry about that.
*pokes her head out* Sir?
(Did Sir leave us?
*looks smote with sorrow*)
*violently pushes Sir away*
Yeah.
Thanks.
But I can walk myself.
*storms towards the door*
*sees a puddle of blood*
*steps in it*
*deliberately*
*and walks out the door into the sunlight*
I'm coming, Ms. Dark!
*walks outside, sighing*
Mr. Neurotic, please.
*casually smokes though her long holder* Oscar, if you please. Sir. *nods*
*gets into the front seat*
*sees the van*
*approaches it*
*glares at Sir*
Please?
Please WHAT?
*phone rings*
*flips it open*
What do you want!?
. . .
. . .
No! Hell no! Shut up!
God!
*slams it shut*
*bangs on the door to the van*
Doctor! Are you in there!?
Please... Calm... Down.
*sighs*
*leans out of the drivers seat* Oscar, shut up. She's unconscious
*throws hands in the air*
Fine.
You know what?
Fine. Screw this. Screw you.
*violently refracts sunlight*
*disk of light hardens beneath him*
*rises into the air*
*sneers* If she ever wakes up, and let us pray she never will, tell her I'm going back to the League.
*almost shaking with anger*
I...
Well. Stay healthy, Mr. Neurotic.
Oh, spooky, Oscar. Real spooky. Oooooohhhh
*looks ready to rip Adra's face off*
*decides not to because he'd get his hands bloody*
*hates himself for thinking that thought*
*soars off through the sky, away from the van*
Damn them . . . damn them . . .
*reaches into pocket*
*pulls out Wishful's medallion*
*looks over his shoulder at the dot that is Sir in the distance*
*laughs*
I've learned my lesson, Reingington.
*voice dripping with malice*
I've got a better use for this now.
*disappears over the horizon*
Precocious: *groans*
*shifts in her sleep*
*eyelids flutter open*
Ad . . . ra?
Sir . . .
Ravel: is...that a shark? *looks at Sir*
No he's human now but usually a shark.
Sir, get in
*sighs*
Right, then. Ms. Dark, if you shall drive the good Doctor to somewhere more sanitary?
I... Shall catch up to you later.
*she dimly hears the word 'sanitary'*
*sits up suddenly*
Oscar?
What-
Oscar?
*looks around in confusion*
Sir? Sir, thank God you're okay. Not that I didn't think you would be, it's just-
Wait, why are you staying?
ADRA.
Are you driving my van?
*clutches her head*
Owww . . .
Oh shit
Ravel: a shark? And I thought Saracen was lying
No he's- wait why was Saracen here?!
Ravel: I sent him to see if you were around.
Do not tell me you asked him to...he...
Ravel: *hugs* I know. Come let's go back to Ireland. I have some time off too.
Alright *uses teleporting bracelet and goes to Ravel's home in Ireland*
*angrily climbs to her feet*
*sways dangerously*
*and falls over*
*yells from the floor* I'm driving! I will drive!
FIZZY LIKED MY PHOTO OMFG
Doctor, calm yourself.
Ms. Dark, I told you, I shall remain here.
POSTEDDDDDDDDDDDD.
inkystar.blogspot.com
I think I might be here now. :) I'm fed up of homework.
#ChaseForBookNine
*sulkily sits up*
*clutching her head*
Ow . . .
Ugh . . .
And after all that, I didn't even get fro-yo . . .
NO YER NOT! *pulls out quickly, seamlessly onto the road
*lurches to the left*
Be careful with the white wall tires!
*looks stricken*
*leans out of the window*
*watches Sir disappear into the distance*
Goodbye, Sir!
*waves sadly*
Goodbye!
((Gah okay I'm going I'm bored))
(Hullo, Dragona!)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFVSJZ37u5Q
That's seriously awesome.
*lets out a small sound of relief as the car fades into the distance*
*turns, and quickly walks back into the frozen yogurt dispensary*
*gives the room a slow once-over, and walks to where Precocious had lay*
Okay, now...
*slowly lets himself kneel by one of the blood piles, with some darkness mixed in*
*shivers violently, and lets a few shaking fingers dip into the mixture*
... Hm...
((That's AWESOME MARA!!!))
((Hi Dragona!))
*eventually gets to the lab* Erry body out!
*sits down heavily in one of the chairs in the back*
Ugh . . . sweet justice, this hurts . . .
*rubs her head*
I haven't been hit that hard on the head in years . . .
*the van takes a turn*
*suddenly tenses up*
Adra! The tires! Watch the tires . . .
*looks anxious*
*peers out the window at the lab*
What are we doing at your lab?
*looks suspicious*
*shakily draws a small flask out, and dumps the liquid inside, out*
*proceeds to collect some of the darkness in the flask, and stands up*
Well, I have no idea what this is. I suppose I could experiment with it later...
*shakes his head, and stands*
*exits the shop, but takes a quick glance over his shoulder at the blood puddle*
Well. Because you need to rest up
*frowns*
I can rest up in the van . . .
*hugs the chair protectively*
Then I'll wait with you
*looks suspicious*
Why?
*slides a box out from the corner*
*opens it*
*pulls out a large, fluffy, pillow*
*with pictures of cute little teacups on it*
*and cuddles it*
*while somehow continuing to look sinister*
Internet is back again! :-)
Hiiiiiii! [hugs everyone]
#ChaseForBook9
Because I need to keep an eye on you
Hello Fabi
*slowly examines the area around the frozen yogurt dispensary*
*the screech of the gateway he opens tears into the area's tranquility, and he appears near Ms. Dark's lab*
Oh dear. [Goes to read back in the comments]
#ChaseForBook9
Why should you need to keep an eye on me?
I'm fine.
*snorts derisively*
*sheds her lab coat and hangs it on the back of the chair*
*removes her fabulous hat and hangs it on a peg in the wall*
*sits in the chair*
*and tucks the pillow behind her head*
I'm fine.
*stares wearily at the ceiling*
Just a little bit of advice, NEVER EVER EVER EVER watch 'The Bank Job'.
Most disturbing three seconds of a film I've ever watched.
*picks Precocious up and walks inside the lab* Come along
You as well, Sir
Eep!
*looks at Adra angrily*
Put me down at once! This is very humiliating!
You're going to want to sit down
*aggressively sits down*
*still holding her pillow*
*as if she is holding a machine gun*
Hello Adra, Sir, Dragona, Annika, anyone else.
#ChaseForBook9
Er, quite.
*follows Ms. Dark in to the lab*
Doctor, please cease this behavior at once. I understand you need and deserve autonomy, but your current possibly debilitating condition leaves no room for your freedom.
*coughs violently*
Fine. Fine, I'm here, I'm all yours.
*takes a deep, shuddering breath*
I shouldn't complain, I suppose. You did help me, after all.
Still . . .
*fluffs her pillow in a disgruntled manner*
((Don't see any good way of joining in the RP right now, so I'm going to distantly ghost and eat lunch.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Sorry! Hang on gimme a sec$)
Just.... Rest, Doctor.
...*pauses*
It's Oscar..
*huddles in the chair*
*arms around her knees*
My head hurts so much . . .
I haven't been hit on the head that hard in years . . .
*closes her eyes*
*tries to sleep*
*opens her eyes*
*sighs*
*looks up*
. . . Oscar . . ?
Is there anything I can do or...?
*sighs* *puts her hands on either side of Precocious' face* *works with her energy, slowly untangling it and smoothing it out, allowing more flow of her regular body energy*
There, that should help
*begins to breathe easier*
*and more slowly*
Thank . . . thank you, Adra. I don't know what you did, but . . .
*sighs heavily*
The pain in my head . . . has grown very much less. Thank you.
*rubs her skull*
((I'm assuming I'm not allowed to join in...))
Just give it some time to lessen and unravel. It will in a few
Do what you want, idc
((I'll be going in a few, so... Yeah))
(I don't particularly care if you join in or not. The only thing standing in the way is a reason why y'all'd suddenly show up at Adra's lab, but I'm sure y'all could think of something if you liked.)
(And I too will probably be going in ten minutes or so.)
((My lab is blocked. People have to knock anyway))
Precocious, get your sleep.
I...I need to do-go figure something out
*deactivates tactical cloak and appears in Adra's lab*
Blocked to who?
Do . . . do you have a cot somewhere?
If I MUST sleep, I'd prefer not to do it in a chair . . .
Of course. This way. *leads her to one of the guest rooms,
And people can't teleport/shadow walk/portal/ what other in
*follows Adra to the guest room*
Thank you . . .
Adra, I did none of those.
(Did we lose Sir?
*looks smote with sorrow*)
Of course. Shout if you need anything.
*descends into her basement, shutting the door*
*sighs*
*falls to her knees, talking in Slavic to the figure in the center*
Please revoke your demand...
Figure: I apologise, Alchemyst. It must be this way.
It doesn't.
Figure: It does. You will kill him, Adrasdos.
...*holds her tongue*
Figure: Good. *disappears*
Certainly not, Ms. Barnosky.
((I know Dragona.
And yeah))
((Msd))
*sits on the edge of the bed*
*hears strange noises in the basement but thinks nothing of them*
*crawls under the covers and lies there*
*sadly*
I don't want to sleep, Sir . . .
*eyelids flutter closed*
Nightmares . . .
*falls, quietly, asleep*
*sighs staying with Ravel* Silence is lovely
Ravel: Come here you want something
I do...*smirks*
Ravel: Is it true?
Yes...*sits beside* Ah woah timezones are weird
*climbs up the steps*
*passes everyone*
*goes to her office and collapses, crying*
((I must go))
(Goodbye, Adra! Thank you for role-playing with me/us/Sir/Blogland as a municipal whole!)
...
*sighs, and looks down at the Doctor*
*sits in a chair, holding one hand to his forehead*
*snoozes quietly*
*twitches*
*continues sleeping*
Good bye, Ms. Adrasdos.
((No prob!))
*clocks the door and begins to throw things, scratching at the walls, screaming, kicking, sobbing*
*lots of noise*
(Okay NOW I go))
Ravel: *teasingly* It's too late now?
No never...*smiles*
Ravel: *looks at her for a moment and then has an arm around her* America is safe from threats?
Yeah we are.
Ravel: What is Bisahalani playing at with the Surpreme Council?
Its legit.
((Bye everyone...))
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Good bye, Ms. Fabienne.
(Goodbye, Fabi.
I suppose I should be leaving as well . . .)
*whimpers softly*
*her eyelids twitch*
*but she remains asleep*
*quietly*
*and soundly*
((I love how silent it gets...like wow okay guess I'll not do anything...*le sigh*))
Good bye, Ms. Barnosky.
((Are you still here Sir?))
I'm still here.
Hiiiii
Greetings, Ms. Charm.
Hi there, Sir. *hugs*
Er, quite.
*disentangles himself from the hug*
Is there something wrong with my hugs? *crosses arms* *pouts*
*Ravel and I appear in Blogland* Hey Mars
Ravel: *nods to Mara*
No, not at all. But I am hardly a "touch-y feel-y person", as it is.
Hey Zaf. *hugs*
Hey, Ravel. *waves*
But everyone likes hugs.
*hugs Mara back*
Ravel: *looks at Sir unsure* *looks at Mara* Ah I find someone from Ireland *has arm around Zaf* Her accent is faint its good to hear someone else from home
I'm from Ireland I moved to America young!
Er, not especially, Ms. Charm.
Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead.
[Lights blink anyway] [Twice]
Nooooooooooo!
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Faint? I don't understand how it could be faint - I've lived in Ireland my whole life. Maybe it's because Harry- *stops* N.. Never mind. *forces a smile*
But I know you like my hugs, Sir.
You can't hide the fact that my hugs are amazing.
*hugs Fabibibibubbles*
Apparently there are earwigs and spiders living all over my room.
I LIKE to have stuff on my goddamned floor. That doesn't make it DIRTY. It just means there's stuff on the floor.
*headdesks*
*goes back to playing Pictionary with herself*
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Sorry. :P
I'm not here. Gotta get foods.
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[hugs Marararalilililily]
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*hugs Taia* I get what you mean about stuff on the floor :P
Byee *hugs again*
Ravel; I meant Zafira. If you listen to her speak after she's spoken to me she starts talking like me because she was from around Dublin.
*lowers gaze* Erskine...
Ravel: *smirks* You're still epic
[waves to Taia]
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Hi Mara, Sir and Zaf.
Um... Msd. Power is being weird. It doesn't usually go out, but since it did twice today and once yesterday (a record or something) I'm not too confident.
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And here I was assuming Zaf would get first. [facepalm]
Okay, maybe I'll actually finish the project this time...
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I'll ded Fabi! I wanted first...
Oh. Right. *nods*
Uhm, I hope you'll excuse me, but I have some... things to do. *salutes* *disappears*
Bye Mara! *hugs*
Okay, you can ded but if I manage to finish my ongoing ded-project while we're still on this page, then I'll add it to the ded. That ok with you?
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