My editor has read the first (rough) draft of Book 9, and he loves it. I'm on the home stretch now — the end is in sight (in more ways than one). Over the next two or three weeks my head is going to be down and I'm going to working hard to fill in those gaps, to link up those scenes, to write those missing chapters. Right now I'm at 100,000 words. The end result will PROBABLY be about 120,000 words — maybe just slightly shorter than KOTW. Of course, in order to finish the book, I'll need to pick a winner of the Who Gets to Die competition we ran ages ago, and then that lucky reader will get to meet their grisly end...
And because I, and therefore WE, are on the home stretch, this blog is going to be choc-a-block with announcements and reveals over the next few weeks. By the end of THIS week, for example, we'll be revealing the cover for the Armageddon-Outta-Here short story collection. Next week, we'll reveal the full, WRAPAROUND cover for the collection (it's awesome). And the week after that? We'll be revealing the title for the ninth, and last, Skulduggery Pleasant book.
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Hello.
Hi
I love this book. :-)
Monkeys are so unreliable. Especially fake ones.
Monkeys are my niece's favorite animal
Cool.
I don't really have a favorite animal.
I mean, I don't have a favorite person.
Ah. She thinks monkeys are cool
Msd i sleepy
They are cool.
Okay.
Zaf:
Maybe you could, like, ignore it when Adra tells the blog about a new chapter or whatever. I'm not taking sides or anything, but it seems like every time she's on you just.... Go on attack mode, I guess. If something about that ship makes you angry, then just tell her calmly. People usually take advice better when you don't just blow up at them the second you see them.
I get why you feel left out, but honestly, if she's on, don't ask her to leave. Dragona's advice about the word document was good, maybe try that? But Zaf, if you fight her, it's not only you and her getting hurt. It's the rest of us too.
And now I shall shut up and leave. Also, I might laugh at myself for falling down a drain, as it's pretty ridiculous when you say it out loud. :)
HAPPY STAR WARS DAY!
#ChaseForBookNine
DAMNIT WILL! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY WITH BRENDAN AND ELENOR AND MOST IMPORTANTLY CORDILIA. WILL X CORDILIA IS MY FAVORITE SHIP!!!
sorry, just fangirl ragging over the end of the second House Of Secrets book.
@Snow: Sorry. :P
I've been worse over other books, haha. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
Hello?
Aaaaand:
*a line of cancan dancers suddenly appear from the shadows, dancing* *I snap my fingers and a sparkly fedora, bowtie, and high tops appear on me* *I smile and join the cancan line and dance out of the comment thread*
*yells over shoulder, voice extremely faint*
Goodbye!
*cancans away into the other regions of the internet* *such as YouTube*
Hello.
Right now, 500 light years away from Earth, there's a planet that looks a lot like our own. It is bathed in dim orangeish light, which at high noon is only as bright as the golden hour before sunset back home.
NASA scientists are calling the planet Kepler-186f, and it's unlike anything they've found. The big news: Kepler-186f is the closest relative to the Earth that researchers have discovered.
It's the first Earth-sized planet in the habitable zone of another star—the sweet spot between too-hot Mercury-like planets and too-cold Neptunes— and it is likely to give scientists their first real opportunity to seek life elsewhere in the universe. "It's no longer in the realm of science fiction," said Elisa Quintana, a researcher at the SETI Institute.
But if there is indeed life on Kepler-186f, it may not look like what we have here. Given the redder wavelengths of light on the planet, vegetation there would sprout in hues of yellow and orange instead of green.
"It's perhaps more like Earth's cousin than Earth's twin," said Tom Barclay, a NASA researcher who spoke about the finding in conference call with reporters.
SPACE STUFF, YOU GUYS. :O:O:O !!! :)
(not here, just !!!ing. :P)
(probably will bbl at some point, though)
(:))
#ChaseForBook9
*bangs head on wall*
*slots a cushion betwixt Zaf's head and the wall*
*like, an hour late, but still. :P*
#ChaseForBook9
Soft
(Hey anyone on?)
Boom boom
(HEY ZAF! HOW'RE YOU?)
(Not sure why that was caps locked)
I'm fine. Watching Nascar
(Gooooooowd)
Yah other then that I bored
(Same. Been out all day and now I've come back and there's nothing fun to do. Hardly anyone's on!)
Its been this way since I woke up
(So...empty. Where /is/ everyone? Its scary.)
Probably left. I dunno why
(Maybe they all got...LIVES! *gasps* the plague that is having a social life has finally caught up with them...its only a matter of time before we too are infected.)
Ah no worries I have no social life
(Nor do I really. Its a little bit sad. And worrying. Where did Silente end up last night? Was it a club. Yeah a club. Dead teens and stuff. Oh okay, may as well rp a bit.)
*wakes up from her slumber and grins*
*looks at her tattered, blood streaked clothes*
*shrugs and gets up looking around*
*heads away from the broken town, back to the forest*
*wonders if anyone will be there to /play/ with*
*just hits head not wanting to hear about death*
Aro: Mum?
*takes off at a run her skin emitting a blinding light that makes her look like a fireball*
*reaches the clearing and looks in at it*
*grins spotting zaf and aro *
*saunters into the clearing a cruel grin twisting her blood red lips*
*her eyes are fully black and trained on zaf*
Hello.
Hi Silente....
Aro: Hello, Silente.
*tilts her head slightly to the side grinning*
How are you both? You seem...
*looks them both up and down*
*nods*
*mutters*
No they wont be much fun..
Why hello dragona.
*turns to include him in her jet black gaze*
*grins at him cruelly*
Silente are you trying to feed?
Aro: Not cool don't feed on us
*laughs at them*
Feed? Ah no its not about the feeding anymore. That's only a small part of what I'd do.
*starts to slowly approach them*
Its more than that. Its about fun, watching the light fade from a person. Watching them struggle against you with no hope. If it were about feeding I'd pop to my fridge and take a bag or two. No its about pleasure.
Stay away from me. I don't want to hurt you.
*throws her head back and roars with laughter*
*moves closer grinning*
Hurt me? That's rich Zaf. Hurting me isn't as easy as I've made it seem in the past.
*her skin begins glowing again*
I was held back then, didn't want to hurt anyone. I'd rather see myself hurt that others. You'll find I'm not that easy to keep down.
*stands a metre away from zaf*
*stands before a massive wall, adorned with a hundred portraits, painted by Basil Hallward himself*
*every single portrait is that of a Bloglander, in alphabetical order from Adra to Zafira*
*raises my arms to the heavens*
MWA HA HA!
MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
*cough*
*lowers arms*
*steps into the lift*
*in the lobby, the lift doors open with a DING and I step out*
*brushing off my coat*
*and pretending nothing happened*
((Hey Clara))
Silente stop it!! Do not give in!!! You're doing exactly what Alastair wanted, do you want to be like him?
(. . . I see you're simply dripping with enthusiasm at my presence.
*waves a hand dissuasively*
*not my hand, someone else's*
No matter! I forgive you!)
*eyes start glowing blue*
*sits in the swivel chair, behind the check-in desk*
*puts my feet up on the desk*
Ahhhhhhh. This is the life.
*gives the desk bell a playful ding*
*DING*
(Hi Clara)
*grins at zaf and takes a step towards her*
Maybe I do Zafira. Its not that bad, letting it all go. Just letting your darker side win. They say that the bad guys always have more fun and I'm finding that to be true. And I've always been like this really, just before I was smothering myself in goodness. But now, now I can breath. I'm not bound by rules and regulations. I can have /fun/
*looks into zafs eyes with my own black orbs*
(*through megaphone*
Hullo, Zafira!)
((Where's my hello Clara?! I said hey earlier! Right after you appeared!))
*sips tea*
*begins to sort though the various files and abundance of paperwork on my desk*
Oh, la, the life of a hotel manager is a busy one. Filled with adventure, and wonder. Strange and interesting people every day, chainsaw battles, towel infestations, all-out brawls, and endless magical potential. Ah, the life of a hotel manager.
*settles down to do paperwork*
(Blogger Annika Barnosky / Clara Crowley said...
[. . . I see you're simply dripping with enthusiasm at my presence.
*waves a hand dissuasively*
*not my hand, someone else's*
No matter! I forgive you!]
May 4, 2014 at 7:21 PM Delete
That was your hullo, my good woman! Would you wish it with confetti?
*straight-facedly douses Silente in confetti*
. . . I see you're simply dripping with enthusiasm at my presence.
*waves a hand dissuasively*
*not my hand, someone else's*
No matter! I forgive you!)
((Better.))
*connects minds with Silente*
*stops her muscles moving*
Silente, you do not want to do this. You're weak for letting it go.
Aro: Silente, Alastair doesn't care about anyone, even Adra is simply a pet to him. Is that what you want? To be a pet?
*well, apart from her heart*
(A tragedy, to be sure, Silente m'dear, that you are thusly engaged in evil murdererness. I am left all alone . . .)
*does paperwork*
(. . . doing paperwork. Oh, how I long for the days when you were my sidekick! And now, bitter enemies are we, for to be struck with the hotel's emergency chainsaw is to be rejected from my heart!
*clutches heart and weeps*)
(Dragona i'm going to pretend you kindly left me the ability to talk is that okay.)
*stands stiff*
Ah how lovely. The mind parasite is here.
And as for your question zafira and aro I couldn't care less about Alastair. I'm doing this for myself, not him. If I were doing it for him I'd be running after him right now like a little lost puppy.
(There there dear Clara. Your day will come again.)
*doing paperwork, sadly*
*pauses*
*a grin spreads slowly across my face*
*I stand*
*and begin to sing*
(Yes, that's fine. I assumed you would, anyway)
Mind parasite? I do not feed off a host. I simply manipulate minds.
I DREAMED A-
Guest: *pounds on the floor*
Shut up!
Oh . . .
*looks sad*
*lis down on the couch by the lobby fireplace*
. . .
. . .
. . . I remember I once had a Blogland career as a cheap stand-up comic.
Perhaps . . . no. No.
I am a hotel manager. And that is enough for me.
*nuzzles into the couch pillows*
*falls gently asleep*
Forgive me, parasite was the wrong term.
*lies
Silente come back to the right side, you're my friend.
Aro: Please...Alexis wouldn't want you to do this if she could talk
((I think Nic's birthday is this month. Oooh I hope it is...I'm so making him a cake, he'll totally die of embarassment))
The right side? What's so right about it Zafira? People still die on your side. People are oppressed on your side. Controlled and manipulated. The right side. Such a common term. There is never a right side. Simply the sides as they stand. Neither is right and neither is wrong. Both have their atrocities.
((Hello...))
((Hey Fabio the Fabulous!))
Silente, there is a side which is morally justifiable. However, some things which are considered "wrong" are necessary. This isn't one of those times.
((Hello Silente. How are you?))
((Fine. Great. You?))
Ah Dragona who are you to judge? Who is anyone to judge whether what another does it just?
**is
You're wrong. You're siding against people who can lock you in a cell for life.
Silente, I am allowed to judge. I am inside your mind. Your venture of yours is not justifiable. It will have no benefit for anyone.
Oh so siding against someone who can oppress is wrong zaf? Because you know that I could also lock you in a cage for life if I saw it fit. Just because you have that ability doesn't not make your side 'right'
No Dragona, you are not allowed to judge. You have not lived every moment I have. Not felt every emotion or pain that I have. You are not me, and therefore have no right to claim you can judge me.
Silente, unfortunately you couldn't lock Zaf in a cage for the rest of her life, in your current state.
Maybe I couldn't in my current state Dragona, but eventually your going to tire.
You do realize I could arrest you now? *shadows curl around me* I'm not against it.
((Yeah, um, I should go. Bye.))
(Bye Fabi!)
Of course I understand that Zafira. You'd have reason, what with just the stuff you know about me you could send me down for life, which for me would simply be an eternity. However that doesn't mean you will.
((Bye Fabz!))
Silente, being "good" means always doing the "right" thing. I am not good and I do not do the right thing. I do what is necessary. Remember that.
I will keep that in mind Dragona.
I'll make sure you do, Silente.
Maybe you'll see it necessary to let me control my body fully again.
Maybe I will. Or maybe I'll see it necessary to pull out a pistol and shoot you. It's hard to say, sometimes.
Maybe you will think it necessary to shoot me. And maybe then you'll be commended by my enemies for doing what they all failed to do. Or maybe you'll be arrested for murder. Who knows.
They can try and arrest me. But I won't be arrested.
I find it necessary that you survive. I find it necessary that you have control of your body. But on one condition.
*wipes her mind of the whole event, then gives control of her body back*
*stands and blinks wondering how she got here from that pile of bodies she fell asleep under*
*sees zaf in front of her*
*sneers at her*
*sees dragona*
*glares at him*
*her skin begins glowing again*
I will kill you if I have to, Silente. Don't try and attack me.
I don't know which part of that sentence I find more amusing Dragona. The thought that you think you could kill me or that you think I wouldn't succeed in killing you.
I could stop your brain from working in less than a second. You wouldn't get very far, with that.
Or, I could just make you forget everything and you could have the knowledge of a cute, cuddly, little baby vampire.
Enough, vampire. Stop trying to act like Alastair, go run off like a lost puppy, go on. I bet he has your bone.
Yes, that'd be genius. Wipe a vampires knowledge of it being a vampire so that it doesn't know to prevent its turning, or that its allergic to the normal serum. Or that saltwater will kill her. Let her run wild after people. Brilliant plan Dragona.
*pushes on Zafiras shoulders driving her back a step*
How about no.
*smiles* You do know I could make you walk towards the nearest saltwater lake and drown yourself in it?
*shadows lash Silente* How about you do that, Dragona? I have some salt, let's see what she does when vampire meets salt.
I will only do it if she attacks me, Zafira. She does not need to die.
((Sorry kitten went missing, had to search for it.))
*dodges the shadows and punches Zafira*
*staggers away from and uses shadows to wrap around Silente* Don't you dare touch me. Do you know you can get arrested for assault?
*pulls her arms free and taps the sigil at her collar bones*
*her wings burst out, melting the remaining shadows that touch her*
I can get arrested for a lot of things Zafira!
*jumps and flies over her*
*wraps and arm around zafs neck and starts applying pressure*
*protects herself with her wings*
*whispers to Zaf* but I haven't.
**flips
*struggles against Silente, kicking at*
Aro: Leave her alone!!!!
*grins covers zafs shoulder at aro*
*tightens the strangle hold*
**over
*makes Silente stand up and stop the strangle hold*
*stops the strangle hold*
*frowns and glares at dragona*
*lunges back after zaf and grabs her again, re applying the strangle*
*finally stops struggling against*
*tries to pry Silente off*
Aro: *enters Silente's mind and sends pure agony in her mind*
*makes her stop it again and makes her stand still*
None of you need to get hurt.
*enters Aro's mind and stops him/her (*presumes him*) using his powers, then sends agony into his mind*
*stands still as pure agony crashes into her mind*
*her eyes bulge slightly*
*relaxes more as the pain is removed*
*roots around in her mind to find where dragona powers are targeting*
Aro: *doesn't flinch* Get out of my head, Dragona.
*backs away, rubbing neck*
*glares after Zafira baring her teeth at her*
My god. Your a weakling. That's quite sad. I though you capable of much more.
No one has to get hurt.
*stops the agony, but keeps Aro's powers disabled*
You have different opinions. Yes, Silente may be a psychopathic murdering vampire, and yes, Zafira might be an American Grand Mage, but that doesn't mean you can't get along. It doesn't mean that you have to fight. Save the violence for Silente so she can carry on murdering people, and save the justice for people who need it more than the people who Silente is killing.
I never said I was a great fighter. *shrugs* I'm powerful, if I actually try.
Aro: Give me my magic back. *is very calm*
*laughs ignoring dragona words*
Then try.
*pushes dragona's influence from her mind long enough for her to tap the sigils behind her ears*
*thousands of walls spring up in her mind making it unreachable*
*charges at zaf wings spread and teeth gleaming*
Aro, I apologise for taking away your powers. However, you must realise how it was necessary under the circumstances. I do advise, though, that you do not try and counter-manipulate my mind. I have defences in place for that kind of thing.
*draws pistol and aims at Silente*
*gives Aro his powers back*
I'm not fighting *shadow-walks out of her way*
Aro: Fine, now can I have my magic back? I'm really not in the mood to be defenseless.
*snarls at Dragona and swipes a wing after him as she goes past*
*the wing hits the gun with a sizzle, melting the end of it closed*
*draws his sub-machine gun and begins firing at Silente*
Aro: Thank you! And Silente desr, you can't be unreachable unless you are a Sensitive and all, you're technically dead.
Aro, may I suggest we start getting rid of the defences Silente has.
*sneers*
*shouts* COWARD!
*turns to the boys*
*growls*
You two. Tell her that this isn't over.
*leaps and flies away from the clearing towards a new town*
*comes behind Silente and makes her trapped in a dome of shadows*
Aro: Easy. *works on the defenses*
*dodges the bullets spewed her way with ease*
*snarls at the dome*
This wont hold me long!
*presses her wings against one side*
*the shadows there sizzle and begin melting*
*grabs Silente and keeps hand on her turning her to stone* *quietly* John hates violence...that's to stop voilence.
*stands still since she's now basically a angry looking statue*
*uses the distraction to gain access to Silente's mind again*
**an
*the dome disappears* She's turned to stone, like the earth magic. I can undo it easily, I just...*makes Silente's head normal, but the rest of her body is stone*
*glares at zaf*
*starts shouting curses and insults at them all*
What has caused Silente to be like this?
Silente, it's for your own good.
My own good?! My own good is not TO BE A STATUE FROM THE NECK DOWN! WHEN I GET OUT IM GOING TO RIP YOUR HEAD OFF! I'LL TEAR YOU APART LIMB FROM LIMB AND FEAST ON YOUR HEARTS BLOOD!
*continues shouting threats and the occasional insult*
I'm really excited because I'm seeing Phantom at the Cincinnati Aranoff Center... It's where all of the travelling broadway groups go. I'm so excited!
And I heard that the guy who plays Erik is a lot darker than other versions, which is really good because that means that ERIK WILL BE 1000X MORE ATTRACTIVE BECAUSE DARK SIDE <33333333333
DOUBLEY EXCITEDDD
AND I have finished my ENGLISH HOMEWORK WHICH NEVER HAPPENS UNTIL EIGHT ON A SUNDAY :OOOO
But I love it
But I hate it
But Holden's a compuslive liar and hurts people
BUT BABYYYYYY
BUT /MAN/
ERIK
MAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Lemme just be Christine
But Raoul
But Erik
UGH
Which you won't. Either Alastair or I can fix you, and I don't see either happening.
*wakes up violently*
Did someone mention the Phantom of the Opera, who is there inside my mind?
*glares at Zaf hatred burning in her eyes*
So what. Your going to leave me like this forever? And you dare call your side right.
*spits at Zafs feet*
*starts muttering under her breath in french*
it's the phantom of the OPERAAAAAAA
DUUUUUUUUUUUUN
DUN DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNN
But I have to get ready soon, so msd at any moment
*sighs jealously*
That sounds amazing! I hope you have a great time at the show!
Silente, you're a killer. I don't have paitence for killers. You'll find yourself in a nice warm cell in America. If Graves wants you in England he can have you.
Thank you!
You should come down to Cincinnati- I'll take you to one of the shows! For my birthday, Wicked was in town... *Sighs dreamily*
Ah...
The Lion King is coming next year, along with I Love Lucy. I don't know how the latter will end up being, but it's LUCY, so Idk!!
A cell. Charming. And Graves can't have me. He hasn't even heard of me before. He has no records of me. No one does. My origin is unknown. Guess your stuck with me /pal/
*sneers*
I used to watch I Love Lucy all the time when I was younger!
*sighs dreamily*
It would be lovely to go to Cincinnati. Lovely to go anywhere, really. But I doubt it'll happen. The farthest I've gone from . . . where I am . . . is Kentucky.
The best I can do it this . . .
*adjusts the clock*
*the Midnight Hotel blooms in Cincinnati*
The magic of Blogland.
*is
Well, Cincinnati is in Kentucky. Kind of. Part of it is. AND THAT'S WHERE I LIVE :D
Cincyyyyy
It's a great city. I love it so much.
*shrugs* You're English. It'll be filed that you're in America.
*frowns*
*opens atlas and begins looking for Cincinnati*
It's . . . partly in Kentucky? And partly not?
*sings out* wroooong. I'm not English. They wish I was.
*looks up at Zaf*
*grins that grin that old Silente used to wear*
*says in a wimpy voice* I'm very sorry zaf. Please forgive me.
*laughs and shakes her head*
I can't believe that childish side of me exists.
Kind of.
Not really xD
It's literally ON the Ohio River, which is the dividing line.
I'm 30 minutes from down town, so I'm close enough.
It's on a river? How fabulous! It sounds like a fascinating place to live. My town is rather dull.
*shrugs*
Ah, such is life.
*Begins hyperventilating*
ERIKK
:3
Not as dark and mysterious as other dark and mysterious and sexy people, but he's definitely a favorite.
*Heaves*
BAE
*grabs the statue and shadow-walks to NYC Sanctuary, and into a cell* My magic isn'g bound so...*steps out of the cell leaving Silente inside and locking it* Have fun
Well.
I say river, you say toxic waste dump. No one goes in the Ohio River. It's the River Styx of the Overworld. It's the wasteland of industrialism.
It's gross.
*glares after Zaf*
*smiles and shouts*
So long...
~in mind~
*batters weakly against her minds wall*
*watches zaf go and curls up inside her head*
*weeps hating what has happened and not understanding how to fight it*
You say wasteland of industrialism, I say and endless mine of writerly inspiration. La!
*dances around the lobby*
The world is such a fascinating place! A sandbox world! La! I wish I could leave my hometown and go visit someplace as terribly interesting as a wasteland of industrialism!
*an
Interesing... Detrimental to health... They're all of the same.
NOW
I'm going to write here for a little while.
(But seriously, if you ever get the chance- see me! Or I'll see you sometime! We can meet on one of my college visits to New England.)
*Adra's sitting in a hammock between two trees, licking off the remaining strips of meat on a femur*
*This one was delicious- Canadians rarely let her down*
*Lets that bone fall, closing her eyes with a faint smile*
*wide-eyed*
You have college visits to New England?
Fancy that! We should have lunch sometime.
*falls face-first on the lobby floor*
*whispers* You stole my randomly-insert-Canadians-into-every-roleplay bit.
*exaggerated sobbing*
*stands up*
*brushes self off*
*falls face-first on the lobby floor*
Now I must dedicate. Bah, humbug.
*a quiet sob echos after Zaf*
*followed by another*
*and another*
*frowns wondering why she's sobbing*
*tries to pull herself together and shut the girl in her head up*
Well, I'm going to visit Yale and Brown and stuff, so yeah!
*nod*
*after a few minutes goes and touches Silente and turns her back and shadow-walks to shut the door to her cell* Look, until I can figure out what to do with you, you're staying here. I have some lovely paperwork to fill out since I arrested you.
I would like to write a long, flowery speech, but I am afraid I am unable to. Instead, I will simply dedicate to the following bullet-point list.
- The man who invented fedoras.
- People who care about homeless animals.
- All those who died during the Cold War.
- Young Adult Fiction authors.
- Anime voice actors.
- All twins, everywhere.
- People with silly names.
VIC MIGNOGNA
Yale and Brown. Hm.
*strokes chin thoughtfully*
A good friend of mine attends Brandeis, but I don't know anyone who goes to Brown. Several other friends of mine are waiting to hear back from Yale, though.
*Picks up a finger that's lying on the ground from where she had severed it from the rest of the hand, and pulls the nail off, flicking it away*
*Devours the flesh on the bone, slurping it up hungrily, before throwing the little bones over her shoulder*
*Stretches from where she's laying, checking her watch*
~in brain
*realises her body is obeying her for a few seconds*
~not in brain
*rushes to the bars and quickly blurts out*
I'msorryzafjamesdidsomethingtomeandicancontrolmysefpleaseexplainwhatshapenedtochiomeformei'msososososorry!
*jumps back and sits heavily on the floor*
*GASP*
Vic Mignogna! Yes, Vic Mignogna!
*clutches chest*
I am such a geek about anime voice actors, you have no idea. There are around ten of them that I'm desperate to meet at a convention.
*Sobs gently* Ed...Ward...
*sighs* I know, but now I really have no choice. I never said my job was easy.
Fetch, Nina, fetch.
*nods*
*whispers*
Just go sort the files and get my ready for the goal.
**me
(OH MY FUCKING GOD CLARA
*Sobs*
Roy Mustang.
I bet he didn't see that one coming.)
*clutches heart and screams*
*glares murderously at Adra's comment*
*leans closer*
*whispers* Mommy? Mommy, why are they burying Daddy? Daddy said he had important work to do and if they bury him he can't do it when he wakes up!
(Clara I'm not talking to you anymore xD)
(Btdubs- love the last name)
*She carefully adjusts the collared button-up shirt that she's wearing- it had been crumpled up past her waist*
*Lazily leans over, and picks up a few more fingers*
What, Crowley? Thank you. I wrote a whole poem about why I picked Clara Crowley for my name.
(I would connect it to the King of Hell, actually, but whatevs)
I connect it with the other demon Crowley. The one from Good Omens. But King of Hell Crowley is good too, of course.
*steps out of a cluster of shadows in proximity to Adra* It certainly looks as though you've been enjoying yourself, love.
*sits curled in up her cell cursing James name*
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