Well then.
As you know, I've been writing. Writing, writing, writing. You don't get to do an awful lot of other things when you're writing. Well, sometimes you do, but not when you have deadlines like these. The short stories I'm writing, all of them, need to be delivered by Wednesday. The first draft of Book Nine needs to be delivered by the middle of next month.
To say I am a tad busy would be something of an understatement.
Of course, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, and why would Jack want to be a dull boy? I've been doing things. Reading things. Watching things.
Take this evening, for instance. This evening I watched the last Sherlock of the current season. The first episode of the season was oddly character-driven, at the expense of the central mystery, but I didn't mind that in the least. The second episode, the wedding episode, was hilariously sublime. And the final episode, having Sherlock face off against a truly unique villain... well. It was just wonderful stuff.
And I've been reading. Stephen King, mostly. Going over his early works. His classics. When I was a kid, I went straight from The Three Investigators and the Hardy Boys to Stephen King and these wonderfully violent and detailed Gold Eagle books like The Executioner and Able Team and Phoenix Force, books that gave you diagrams of the weapons they used at the back of the book. Basically, I graduated from kids books to horror and action. And after a few Stephen King books like Cujo (the first King book I can remember reading) I went on to James Herbert and Shaun Hutson — overtly violent and brilliantly horrific.
And now, after all this time, I'm going back to Stephen King, and loving it all.
Recommendations? Read The Stand. Then read It. Two MASSIVE books. You won't be sorry.
So these things have been my break from the writing. Christmas, for me, was mostly about the short stories. But there was one story...
It started off fine. Exactly as I planned. It would be a new kind of story, something I hadn't really tried before. It would probably end up as one of the longer stories of the collection, though, but not by much.
I thought.
I have just finished it. Half an hour ago, I finished it. At the moment, before edits, it is over 20,000 words long. That's twice as long as The End of the World. So you'll be reading through Armageddon-Outta-Here (haw!), and hopefully enjoying the stories, and then you'll get to this brand new novella, a good, solid chunky story, and I think this story alone will make the collection worth the money.
I think. I hope. Right now I'm far too tired to form a coherent opinion. All I know is, I've been working hard. And it's not over yet.
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(Very well, then.
*puts away her flintlock pistol*
Grade 8? What are you complaining about? I am already in college.)
(Ah!
*whips out her flintlock*
You just can't put way your pistol in safety anymore!)
I'm not going to be here this time tomorrow, as my dad and I will be going fishing
#ChaseForBookNine
Bye mara, hey trip
(*looks at Trip's gun*
*looks at her own*
. . .
*sounds dejected* Yours is bigger than mine . . .)
Well then Mara's outburst
Brighter side, DYNAMITE
Hey, I am a big shot in my school. Very well known. And its only my second year there!! I have a right to panic, I think
(Would you like to hear something a little bit tragic, but also a little bit humorous?)
(Oh! No, I think there's been a misunderstanding! *perspires a little* I wasn't calling for a duel, I was simply caught up in the general spirit of duels and whipping out fancy pistols!)
#ChaseForBook9
I'm not known in school
(Well, Snow, I am the most popular, intelligent, enthusiastic, athletic, and talented student in my school.
Perks of being a homeschooled only-child.
*punches the air*)
XD I love this place.
tragic but humerus story away, anni
Hey bitches.
Snow, don't worry, I'm going to grade 8, and I'm not worried at all, and I'm going to a school that's 30 mins from where I live, and I'm the only one from my primary school going there, there is literally no one else from my primary school going there!
#ChaseForBookNine
Home. At last.
(I agree, Trip. Sometimes the spirit of the duel is just so overwhelming that you just want to leap right in! Watch this:
See this?
This is my sad face.
Now look:
*leaps into the air*
*brandishing a flintlock pistol*
A DUEL!
See?
Now this is my happy face! I'm happy!
*happily dances in a circle*)
That's nice Rueben. Fishing isn't big here. Too slow, I think.
By the way, have we met? I don't believe we've met, nice to meet you, here, have this! *thrusts bottle of Blogland 2023 into his hands*
#ChaseForBook9
*slowly walks up onto stage*
*steps infront of pedastle*
*takes a deep breath*
*leans into microphone*
I was school caption.......
....in year 9.
I'm not popular, but everyone knows me. Because I am in like 20 extra cericuler activities a year.
(Hullo, Emerald!
Okay, my tragically funny story:)
((I'm the shortest person in my school!))
((Unless you count co-op. Then I'm one of the taller people.))
XD
house captain year 6, student leader every year. *bows* thank you, thank you.
Thanks trip! :)
Herrow, Em.
(I must say, that looks like a jolly good romp. *leaps in the air, brandishing cyberpunk laser pistol* A duel! *dances in a circle* You were right! This is brilliant!)
#ChaseForBook9
(In my circle of friends, we have a lot of ships.
John and Joy: Joyin'
Joe and Hannah: Jannah
Robert and Everybody: ROBERTROBERTROBERT
And who do people ship me with?
Only the most well known ship in the club.
Hattika: Annika + That-Hat-That-She-Wears-Every-Day-All-The-Time-Without-Fail.)
(Ah, hullo, Adra!)
Wait
HOW THE HELL WAS OSMOSIS ENGAGED BEFORE TADRA
Everyone doing okay tonight??
XD BEST SHIP EVER
(*leaps into the air*
A DUEL!
*spins in a circle*
A DUEL!
This is rather fun.
I could do this for hours.
But I shan't.)
Herrow Adra!
ADRA. Word order is highly important in Latin, as much so as English! Whoever told you otherwise should be fired, regardless of position.
#ChaseForBook9
(*cackles delightedly at Adra's pain*)
HELLO EVERYONE THAT HAS APPEARED.
BRB
YES
no
Hello!
But
Okay
*hugs*
I am getting confused by who is who here, so could someone please tell me who is everyone, or could you introduce yourself or something? it would be really helpful
#ChaseForBookNine
Herrow Adra!
ADRA. Word order is highly important in Latin, as much so as English! Whoever told you otherwise should be fired, regardless of position.
#ChaseForBook9
I have goldfish crackers!
My Mom used to insist that goldfish crackers were for little kids (I think that's French for not-good-for-you) and would never let me have them. BUT I HAVE SOME NOW. HA.
BECAUSE THE GIRL IN OSMOSIS HAS HAD THE GUTS TO ASK.
#ChaseForBook9
This year I'm going to a new boarding school.
In the next three terms I shall have climbed my way to the top of the everything-ladder a d then become school caption at new school.
Then I will tyrant over everyone and make them worship me!
(I would like to point out the fact that, though I am by no means through with torturing them, I am treating Oscar and Precocious much better than I generally treat my characters, as a rule.
Be grateful for that.
*laughs*
I do love those devils. They're both based on huge parts of my personalities.
So this is sort of like shipping myself with myself.
Well . . . I AM fabulous.
*gazes at herself in the mirror*)
(OHHHHH, SNAP, ADRA.)
I am getting confused by who is who here, so could someone please tell me who is everyone, or could you introduce yourself or something? it would be really helpful
#ChaseForBookNine
DO YOU REALLY WANNA FIGHT ME
LETS GO
RIGHT NOW, CASTALAN
*Smacks him with a feather*
(What I meant by word order is, not ANY order, because subject first, verb last yadda, just that it's really confusing in the middle. Bah.)
I'm Trip Castalan, local barkeep. My bar holds grudges, so respect it. I get all my drinks from a magical wheelbarrow I got of a bunch of gnomes I sued for killing me and stealing my skin, and a am a banana kleptomaniac.
And that's not even a start on the actual character Trip.
#ChaseForBook9
(Oh, Duck, wonderful news!
*applauds for him*
I wish you success in your endeavors*)
*silently sits on ducks head* I am above you.
Hi Rueben, I'm Fabi and Moss and Jade and Lantern!
Except I don't think anyone calls me Jade.
And Lantern is just Star's nickname for me, so no one else really uses it.
And only a couple people call me Moss.
And Moss doesn't exist in the roleplay.
So most people call me Fabi.
Also, I have characters, but they are irrelevant for the time being unless I decide to roleplay them. Which I may or may not.
Heh... Effie doesn't like being called irrelevant.
That is delightfully devious, Duck :)
Hello Rueben! We met. I'm Adra.
Greetings, Rueben!
I AM DUCK!
*shakes hand*
Yeah, Trip steals bananas.
It happens
FINE. *draws two feathers*
YOU ARE OUTGUNNED.
#ChaseForBook9
Hey Adra and Em
(It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Allow me to introduce myself. By day, I am Annika Barnosky, writer of wrongs.
By night, I am Doctor Precocious, monster hunter extraordinaire, in posession of a creepy black van. I am an Energy-Thrower, a daring adventurer, a skilled monster-hunter, of course, and, though I have no home of my own, I have a semi-permanent residency at the Midnight Hotel. I happen to posess a magical sequinned tuxedo jacket. I also play poker with a variety of high-profile personages.
By lunchtime, I am Oscar Neurotic, the CEO of the Evil League of Evil, and a notable super villain. He is a Life-Giver, meaning he can manipulate light and heal people. He had black hair with a white stripe in it, and has a violent case of OCD. His best friend is an albino OCD hit man named Garrote Armitage.
Well, that was a mouthful.)
(Adra I am continuing, I love you :) Hi Reuben, I am Emerald Melody!)
*Lorcan starts playing with his hair again, giving it side looks.*
Lorcan: Adra, you have to do something. Tests, experiments, whatever!
*Grabs a pillow*
*A feather pillow*
Fight me, ya hoor.
You don't understand!
Nobody does.
I want to leave. I should leave. Everyone's starting to hate me and I don't know why. Well. I do know why. Kind of. But still, why? Why do you hate me? What have I done to ever hurt you? And don't deny it.
I want to leave so badly. But this place has a grip on you, Jesus, it's irritating a'f.
I'm an attention seeker. I'm not being sarcastic here. I know I am. Because I try to be. Because I want to see if people care about me. That's my messed up way of doing that. And it's gotten worse.
But when I fangirl over my favourite band, because that's why most of you are pissed at me right now, I have the right to do that. You can fangirl over your "Doctor Who" or "Sherlock", but I also have the right to fangirl about One Direction, or Little Mix. You all used to tell me that, "oh no Mara, it isn't annoying at all!"
I knew you were lying though. Because let's face it, I am annoying. Aren't I? Go on. Say it. Comment it. I know it's true.
Hey, guess what? Here's the little ray of sunshine; my depression came back. :)
I'd elaborate more, but I'm attention seeking enough as it is, so.
You all say I'm "perfect". I'm "beautiful". I'm "amazing". Well, guess what? Lies. Little White Lies.
Nobody understands how shit I feel when you all ignore me or treat me like I'm not important. Everyone's important. Not me though, apparently. Most of you don't treat me like that. But the select few do. When I told my best friend a year ago, someone I thought I could trust, about my depression, she ignored me. She's still ignoring me, actually. And that's why I hate being ignored. I take it like an insult. Even if it's not meant to be one. That's why I'm always pissed off when I come here, goddammit. In school, mostly everyone ignores me or treats me like I'm not a human. Like I'm a thing. An inanimate object. That's probably spelt wrong, but idc at this point. I'm so irritated at everything and everyone and I also just want to cry because I'm so upset and I hate everything and nobody understands how shit I feel everyday. And the thing is, just because I'm not starving in Africa, that means my pain is nothing. I'm just exaggerating. Putting it on. Which I'm not.
I need to leave. I'm starting to shake which usually means I'm getting really annoyed. I've probably insulted so many people, but right now, I don't care.
(I also ought to mention that Precocious is a drunk and a coward, and close friends with Adra and Sir.)
*does a handstand on ducks head*
Snows the na, e, detecting's the game
Eh, being a tyrant is overrated Duck, trust me. The real thrill is being a democratically elected leader, and slowly manipulating the system until you are an unassailable god of politics.
#ChaseForBook9
WAIT WHAT EM, IM
DAMN
-
*Blinks* I don't.. Lorcan, I've said before- I'm not an expert with wolves. *Pauses* I can send for someone who is?
......... I do believe that there is someone in my head...
Mara- no one hates you. We all love your fangirlyness. We never said we hated it. Ever. Not once.
Alexis: I don't get this....I mean we spoke to your wolf!
*waves at duck* hia. *continues doing a handstand*
(Adra speaks the truth, Maralie.)
(I'll be distant for a moment; I'm eating steak.)
:-/. Mara...
That's just it, Trip.
I will democratically get to the top and become leader. Once everyone trusts me, I start making slight changes to the system. And before they know it, BAM, I'm their new God.
You know when you annoy me Mara? Is when at 2 or 3am your time you stay up and get depressed and angry and bring people down when we're all happily doing whatever. That's when you annoy me. Other then that I have no problem with 1D fangirling, you like them so ok. It doesnt bother me.
Mara... [hugs]
I can honestly say that you fangirling over 1D has never annoyed me, much less LM.
I can say more if you want me to, but maybe you're right, maybe I don't understand, maybe I can never understand any of you, because in the end, we're all alone in our own heads and it really really sucks.
...
I'm not even sure where I'm going anymore.
I feel like I have been absent for some key events, so Mara, I will do what I can to respond to your comment with all the knowledge I have available.
I sound like a robot...
#ChaseForBook9
(I generally don't attempt to understand normal people. They never try to understand me. And if they did I would just sort of watch them flail for a foothold and smirk and say to myself "Let's watch them try, old sport.")
I need to get breakfast... it's 10:40
(Trip. *gives oil* oil up!)
I think we scared Rueben off
(Hmm. It is 6:45 in the evening where I'm from.)
print('Maybe you're a robot./nMaybe we all are.')
Lorcan: Well you're a Sensitive Lexi, I'm sure you can sense something??
God damn...
There sure are a lot of people on now, perhaps that's what scared Rueben?
Probably
Mara, you are as important as everyone else in the world, but some people don't see it that way sometimes, and I understand where you are coming from, I really do, and if people just keep on ignoring you, ignore them! And if you want to, you can get a journal, and every time someone annoys you, write about it! it will really help!
(I had a thought. A profound thought, that I was going to share with you people.
And then I forgot it.
Drat.)
*hugs Rueben* you're going to fit right in here
(Ah! Rueben has returned!
*gives Rueben a stalwart clap on the back*
Good show, my friend, good show.)
In any case, Mara- haven't you and I established that we're sisters? I might not understand or know every thing that happens in your life, but I know something pretty damn similar.
And Mara, I know how much it hurts. What you feel is people hating you, and what I feel is loneliness. Yeah? Isolation. I get you. My brother was out of school for a month and a half because he had a depressive fit, where he was shaking so badly, it was like he had PTSD, or seizures, yeah?
I get you.
And I don't blame you for feeling this way, and I know how empty words on the internet like "I love you" and "you aren't alone" and be sometimes, but I feel your pain. Everyday.
And I, too, have that attention thing. It came from the lack of parental attention, right? I try so hard to keep it back and I usually can, but ^^ even now, if you can see
Just, please don't believe that they hate you. Your fangirlyness and happiness is our pleasure to share with you, alright?
*hugs*
Alexis: Yes I can sense its....like he doesn't exsist almost like death. Sounds weird but its what I can sense.
Oh lord.
Maybe the broken ones are the ones who feel
Of course I don't believe that... But. *Shrug*
I know see where the entire problem is coming from. Regardless.
Mara, I think I understand the feeling thy everyone on here doesn't necessarily like you.
When I disappeared over the past however long it was, one of the main reasons, later that I didn't come back sooner was because I kept thinking more and more about it and I felt more and more as if no one wanted me here.
I could be coming from completely the wrong angle here, but if I am correct, then you might be overanalysing the situation, as I was. I can assure you, none of us here, bar one, find you annoying at all. You are in fact one of the easiest to like people I've ever met. You hold your views close to you, and never insult others unless they direly deserve it, and never seem to wrong anyone unless they've wronged you far, far more. In other words, you are kind, but not without a certain balance.
#ChaseForBook9
No Snow and Duck, I'm still on, I'm just sort of thinking about stuff and day dreaming
#ChaseForBookNine
*Lorcan sighs*
Lorcan: Then that settles it. I'm just some silver freak now!!
Oh! Rueben! Ducks an aussie as well.
Will now be distant.
I have to do something other than sitting on my comfortable desk chair.
TO THE KITCHEN!
(Trip, you thought that?
I'm shocked!
*looks shocked*
You know I love having you here, right?
*pats Trip's shoulder*
Mara as well.
*pats Mara's shoulder*)
*Nods to Trip* Yeah, I love ya too much to let you disappear, mate
Ohmygod. Lorcan's the silvet surfer. It all makes sense now.
I think I'm gonna go now... Don't think there's much I can say or do here anymore.
[Waves]
Alexis: Lorcan you're no freak. No matter what you look like I care about the boy in here. *points to his heart* Whatever happened I have a sense your wolf isn't even in your head.
Bye fab *hugs*
Gather in everyone!!!
*group hug*
Goodbye, Fabs *hugs*
(I mean, I've often had thoughts like that, however I just . . . I feel that as long as I enjoy keeping my own company, then that is all that matters. So I . . . crafted myself . . . to become the sort of person that I would dearly love to have as a friend, but never got the chance to.
I began doing that when I was very young. I don't know what my personality would be like without that sculpting; it a second nature to me now, and it feels like home.
Have you heard that line from that Marina and the Diamonds song?
I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best.
That lyric has always stood out to me.
It connects with me more than possibly any other lyric has.)
*looks back to the general direction of Blogland*
Did someone say AUSSIE!
AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE!
*cockroaches in the background* oi, oh, oi.
Snow Stormberg, AKA Thor, Prince of Thunder #ChaseForBook9 said...
"Her disguise:
'I'm fine.' is her response.
But, she isn't. She's just hoping to convince herself that she is, when she smiles and tells them she's fine.
Just to ease her little mind, she puts on a mask. She folds up all her problems and disappointments and shoves them away.
Just for the day. Thinking maybe, just for now, she could be happy.
Thinking if she forces that fake smile, it would one day become genuine. A real smile.
A genuinely happy smile. That's all she ever wanted. But the thing is, nobody knows.
Nobody who she really is inside, or how hard it is for her.
Not her parents. Not her best friend. Why? Because she wears a disguise.
And because if they knew, they'd say she's exaggerating.
She wants attention. She's just having a bad day. Well, the bad day turned into a bad night.
A bad week. A bad month. A bad year. But, she doesn't want a bad life. She doesn't try to make herself miserable.
She tries really hard to be happy. Sometimes too hard. She's learned not to expect anything from anyone, because with great expectation comes great disappointment. So much disappointment.
Enough to make her sadness become into emptiness.
She'd rather be sad than empty."
:'| ♥
Same.
Definitely going to fit right in, Rueben.
*hugs mara*
Ow
Ow
...like, a lot.
*hugs Mara*
Really, Mara, read what we've said.
I should probably get going as well, but I'll be back on in about 30 mins, I need to read
*hugs everyone goodbye*
#ChaseForBookNine
You'll fit in Rueben :) we're all mad! You haven't met Niccolò! God damn is he insane but awesome
(*gently punches Rueben's shoulder*
Come back soon, mate.)
*Waves bye to all leaving/ who have quietly left*
Damn.
Yeah, I need to go too. Eat and get dressed and whatnot. *faceplants ground* bye
Mara, email. Also, listen to Adra and Lantern and Trip. :)
*hugs all four of them*
*not here*
#ChaseForBookNine
(Would anybody like to do some casual role-playing with Oscar or Precocious? Or Gary, even?)
(If you want Anni! I have Zaf or Ravel or both)
And a wild Star appears..
(*throws a pokéball in an attempt to catch Star*)
Everything I say is wrong, because I'm essentially Data.
So, Mara, let me say this. Do what you wanna do, be who you wanna be, be who you want, when you want, where you want.* And if someone tells you stop being who you are, be yourself more. Burn them, it's like holy water, a few drops of pure I dividualitt and they're rid iced to petty insults! You hold the power Mara, you just have to believe you do! Be yourself, and no one else, and true happiness will be yours. Please.
*Except in certain countries where they have laws against that sort of thing. Then just peacefully protest, or failing that, be yourself inside, and conform on the out.
#ChaseForBoom9
Lorcan: If I don't have a wolf anymore, what the fuck am I doing in this place then?
What's gonna happen to me now?
*hugs Snow back*
@Mara: *hugs* You're not exaggerating.
Which is kind of the smallest little detail to pick out of that, but um . . .
Mara. If terrorists don't deserve to die, then tou sure as hell do not even comd anywhere close to deserving to die.
Also, the,weather. Depression can often be stronger in winter.
So you can look forward to summer, yeah? :)
#ChaseForBookNine
(. . . I think I may sing a song. Or recite a poem.
Do I have any requests?
Or shall I go with something original . . .)
Alexis: Well...maybe the silver will leave you alone. I mean...I don't know. I just don't know...
^Nicely put
Except the Data bit.
He cried in Star Trek: Generations when he found Spot after the crash.
Even machinery can feel.
And, honestly, I really don't think you're a robot
(Star used Soothing Reassurance!
It's super effective!
*the pokéball shatters*
Drat!)
*individuallity
*reduced
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah . . . I popped back momentarily to read the comments, and I guess I'm here now . . . ish.
*springs out of Pokéball* ARGHHHH! ANOTHER SPHERE!
#ChaseForBookNine
Well Adra, sometimes I feel it.
#ChaseForBook9
(Annika used Smooth And Syrupy Voice!
Star was lulled to sleep!)
I just need to go and cry now because I wake up in six or seven hours.
*hugs everyone*
I'm sorry I'm such a screw up.
I don't know why I am.
I guess I'm constantly trying to block people out. Because I know if they compliment me, they're either lying or blind. I don't like making friends. I'm awkward. I'm unsocial. I've got more online friends than irl friends.
...
Maybe that's why.
Sorry, I'm on my phone. My typing is going shkhjbbhhdtyj.
Mara?
#ChaseForBookNine
So you've said, Trip.
And, I don't mean to pry, but, is it perhaps because, for some reason, you may have built a subconscious wall?
(With those words, you prove that you are the one that is blind, Maralie.
You are a magnificent person, and a clever person. These are words I do not say often, in that order and with that tone of type.
*hugs Maralie*)
Mara, I don't know if I speak for all of us here, but I have far more online friends than real.
*hugs* Sleep well.
#ChaseForBook9
(I . . . I don't know how many friends I have, in real life, or not.
I suppose friends are largely immaterial. When I have my hat.
#Hattika)
Ay, I have more online friends than irl friends as well. That isn't a problem. Friends are friends, whether or not you've met face-to face. You know your voices, our words. Those are, I think, what is most important to knowing someone.
Potentially.
Sometimes, not regularly, I feel as if I never had emotions, and was only given them later, and I'm trying to figure them out. Like a robot, gifted them.
#ChaseForBook9
And would you look at that? A moment of self assessment and BAM, I'm back in regular human mode.
#ChaseForBook9
Anni you want to rp we can.... I don't bite
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
@Mara: Sleep is good. :)
Lol, I have more online friends than real life friends. And I generally prefer my online ones.
And, you know, I'm awesome. I'm a bubble. :)
Everyone is a screw-up, Mara. But everyone is also awesome. :)
And it's not your fault you have depression. That's like someone delibratepy hitting theit hand wuth a hammer and then blamimg the hammer. The hammer didn't do anything except get hit and blamed. :/
#ChaseForBookNine
Hello Sir! How are you?
#ChaseForBook9
I can't wait for Armageddon-Outta-Here! It's going to be amazing and painful all in one!
(Sir!
*runs up to him and vigorously shakes his hand*
Just the person I wanted to see!)
Well...
Right.
Back to my brother. Here's an example of what I think you might be like. After the divorce, my brother was so afraid of showing his emotions to my mother (because we live with her) for fear of hurting her. For years, he didn't want to show what he felt, because he didn't want to hurt other people, or put more on their plate.
As aforementioned, he's had- has- a depressive fit for the past couple months, because he's finally beginning to work through his emotions.
Now.
I don't mean to freak you out by saying that, because obviously these are different situations.
Buuuuuttt if you want my honest to goodness opinion, I think you have some kind of wall up, protection, if you will. Now, I don't know what you have to work through, even if it isn't some life-altering thing.
But when pain isn't dealt with properly, these things happen.. I've known for it to happen to a few others, and I know it sucks. :/
Besides, even if you don't feel right now, doesn't mean you can't learn to again.
Or maybe I do....:/ when I try so damn hard to be good
*sighs irritatably*
Oh goodness, it's Sir!
Hey Kilaaaa
Greetings, Ms...
*sighs*
Xyle,
Charm,
Inkbright,
Dark,
Kerias,
Melody,
and Barnosky.
Greetings, Mr. Castalan.
Indeed, Ms. Xyle.
Excuse me, Ms. Barnosky?
...
I suddenly realize that when placed out of context, most of this is utter nonsense.
(Humph. I'm leaving these parentheses. They're too cramped.)
Ah, that's better.
Aha. ^ See? Working through it?
I think?
#MotherWithAPsychDegree
Sir, I'm laughing so hard rn.
Always, it's a long list.
Almost always.
Yes, Sir, I had something I wanted to ask you.
Though, frankly, it's good to have you around for conversation anyways. Most of the past half-hour has been a bit depressing.
Hi everyone!
No, it's more of a momentary detachment thing. I try very hard not to suppress my emotions, despite the pressure to.
It's a mighty odd thing, the human brain.
#ChaseForBook9
Hullo, Kilandra.
I need to sleep now, I'll be fine in the morning. I always am. Goodnight, friends.
#ChaseForBook9
Hmm... *nods* Well, that's good. Suppressing emotions can *points to her brother yet again* have detrimental consequences.
And that it is.
I wish to become a zombie.
Ish.
Not really.
Indubitably, Mr. Castalan.
Quite, Ms. Dark.
I suppose I appreciate the sentiment, Ms. Barnosky. Though I would have thought the impending marriage of the good Doctor and Mr. Neurotic would have cheered you up.
Unless, of course, you planned something nasty for their wedding.
...
Ah.
I see.
Good night, Trip. Sleep well. Don't let the Thing in the closet get you.
Night Trip! And, I hope you come back soon :/
Good night, Mr. Castalan. Sleep well.
Out of curiosity have I seriously pissed peoole off that they don't even note I exsist?
Just curious
Excuse me, Ms. Kerias?
I shan't give away what I'm planning for the wedding, save that it will involve a lot of chartreuse.
*evil chuckle*
No, I actually wanted to talk to you about Discworld. I recall that you were reading them.
I finished the first book, and can't figure out what order to read the next ones in; you know how convoluted Discworld is. Do you know which ones I'm meant to read next?
Er, Zaf, I don't really remember what you said that was supposed to have pissed me off. It got hectic. Fast.
Maybe the conversation has been depressing, but if it takes some,of the depression offara, it'sall good. :)
Once Luciana (think it was her) said that if sje could spend her whole life being miserable so that we could experience a few seconds of happiness, she would.
I wouldn't. I'm too selfish. I'm sorry.
However, I would rather spend an admittedlysmallerthanmywholelife amount of time being miserable if it made you people happier formorethanafewseconds.
And half an hour?
That's nothing.
#ChaseForBookNine
*off Mara
#ChaseForBookNine
I wasn't complaining. I'm used to depressing things. I just about live in a Lemony Snicket novel, after all. I just meant that I enjoy conversations, a word which here means intelligent discussions between individuals, and Sir is always willing to converse with me, which doesn't often happen.
If Mara's not still here, I guess I'm gone . . .
Fours. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Though it's a blessing and a curse, I suppose. I'm dreadfully shy, so if someone new tries to talk to me I generally break out words like antidisestablishmentarianism and scare them off rather quickly.
Goodbye, Star, you will be missed by Bloglanders and turtledoves alike.
@Annika: I know. It's cool. :) *hugs*
*GONE NOW GONE NOW GONE NOW*
#ChaseForBookNine
Huh just was wondering...
I'm back!!!!!
#ChaseForBookNine
i mean
i can't help people out
but trying has to count for something, correct?
*gone*
#ChaseForBookNine
Hai Rueben
Rueban, old sport! Welcome back!
*gives Rueban a stalwart clap on the back*
I couldn't stay off for to long, this blogland thing is just so much fun!
And now I'm on the laptop, because my dad is on the desktop, and my iPod is dead
#ChaseForBookNine
bye Star!
Antidisestablishmentarianism is a fabulous word and should be used more often.
IF WE'RE ALL GOING ALL OUT.
I JUST WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW
THAT MY dad texted me the other day, for the first time since Christmas (we hardly talk- he's a severe alcoholic/ past pothead and smoker, apparently) and he wanted to know about my brother.
my
brother
Like, I know you tried to call him.
but "Hi Noelle, how are you doing? How's school? How's life? How's your own struggles and pains?" (not the last one, of course.)
And I nearly started crying in the middle of the store I was in.
Then I tucked it away for later, and actually cried when I was trying to fall asleep.
I'm sure some of you know, but crying when you're trying to be silent is the worst. On majority, I spend about three nights a week crying myself to sleep, and on majority, have five bad days a week. And none of you know how bad I feel, and sometimes I feel like all I do is give for you guys, and I never get anything in return.
And I really shouldn't have said that.
See, sometimes I say stuff like that, that's going to actually get a reaction out of you, because I'm accusing you all of something, not because you want to help.
I've noticed that.
People here tend to "help" when they've been accused, rather than for the sake of their own friend's sanity.
but yeah.
please don't answer. Honestly, I shouldn't do this this often. Man, it feels GREAT to just pour it out.
Really great.
But there isn't a lot you all can do, and, if there is, I don't want you to waste your time on me, I can figure this out. I have a duck pillow pet. I cuddle with him when I go to sleep. He's comforting.
and fluffy.
The Ducktor.
So yeah
As always
If you have ever loved me, DO NOT answer back to this. Because this ^^ is basically a snippet of the bullshit i could go on and on about, and the sadness etc... and if you answer back, I might go on, and that won't help the mood AT ALL.
So aye.
TOMORROW IS WEDNESDAY
Well, Rueban, allow me to assure you that you haven't even scratched the surface of Blogland.
Now for the real questions:
Do you shoot skeet?
Well, from the Discworld Novels I have read...
*ahem*
Now, if you seek a direct sequel to The Color of Magic then you want to search for The Light Fantastic, however embracing the chaotic atmosphere and seeking for the not-so-titular character Rincewind out in terms of plot relevance and activity in the books leads to an order of Eric before The Light Fantastic, which further confounds things by throwing in the fact that Rincewind is at a different position and entirely not dead, yet at the same time one may look instead to Sourcery instead, due to the fact that Rincewind does a bit more than running away in that, yet most if it is admittedly be accidnet. Naturally, after this, Mort comes next, despite the fact that Rincewind makes only a few-line appearance, and thus after this one would naturally look to Equal Rites, which contains even less Rincewind, and afterward one would FINALLY make one's way back in time back to The Light Fantastic, thus wondering why one even bothered with this nonsense and simply didn't go out to purchase The Light Fantastic.
However, one also may instead be seeking dimensional instability, which suddenly leaps from an order to Moving Pictures and Pyramids, as well as a healthy portion of Mort and Eric, but at the same time Guards! Guards! may also be ranked at a lower and yet conversely higher number due to the fact that the dimension in question has more plot relevance, which would put it above Pyramids yet still below Eric and/or Mort, yet at this point one also wonders about dimension cameos, and shame on you for asking so much, but at this point that would include putting in The Color of Magic, which entirely ruins ALL progress made so far, no matter how little, and also Equal Rites, for the most tenuous of references.
*sighs*
So you are looking for The Light Fantastic, and after that you are pretty much on your own.
*cough*
Yes, well, skeet.
Jesus Christ that was a lot.
Wb Rueben!! *waves*
Actually
Guys
one last thing.
Loneliness is hard when you're living alone. But it's harder when you're surrounded by people.
ow
now i'm thinking of doctor who ouch and sHERLOCK
How about a group hug now
*Group hugs everyone*
And hello Sir Reingington! I'm sort of new to blog land, so if you could tell me who your are, that would be great!
Awh, Sir, I just love it when you talk literature.
*Swoons*
Greetings, Mr. O'Shea.
Ah! Thank you, Sir!
*gives him an affectionate pat on the shoulder*
I will not pretend that I won't copy and paste that and read it later.
(BUGGER AND BLAST ONCE AGAIN.)
My sympathies, Ms. Barnosky.
Mr. O'Shea, I am a gentleman, and am entirely pleased to meet you.
Really, that's about it.
Language, darling
*gives Adra a cynical glare*
Its awesome here Rueben
*Points to Sir's comment* It's true Rueben. He had this phase two summers ago, when he went haywire and bit people and...
His energy was a bit less Victorian, and a bit more 20s flapper. It was wild.
I can't stop the war
Shelter homeless, feed the poor
I can't walk on water
I can't save your sons and daughters
I can't change the world and make things fair
The least that I can do
Oh, the least that I can do
The least that I can do is care
*Gives her a cynicaler glare*
I shall dedicate this page to lots of little things
To shoes and ships and sealing wax
To cabbages and kings
To wether the sea is boiling hot
And wether pigs have wings
I dedicate to ladies
To gentlemen as well
I dedicate to Heaven
I dedicate to Hell
I dedicate this page to you
And dedicate to me
I dedicate it to our dreams
And all the things we'd like to be
I have to say, Mara's got a point.
*Hugs Fabi*
I've suddenly lost the ability to feel sad. I'm going to ride this one out. I apologize, for those who are still a little down, because I might not go into as much touching detail as I can, but I absolutely HAVE to ride this happiness out rn so..
Aye, I might go into it again tomorrow.
*gives her a more cynical glare*
*with knowledge and confidence in her better grammar*
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