Tom Percival has blessed us with another stunning cover for Armageddon Outta Here, and this time it's something extra-special — a wraparound masterpiece...
We're going to release this as a poster for the bookstores, and we're planning on making it available to you guys too — hopefully along with all the other posters. I'll keep you, ahem, posted...
Heheheheheheh.
Oh, and as for who exactly everyone IS on that cover... you'll just have to read the stories to find out.
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«Oldest ‹Older 4801 – 4949 of 4949No, just write a profile for yourself and email it to me and I'll do the rest (rhydiansaint@gmail.com) Btw if any of ya know how to change an email address, plz lemme know?
~back in the clearing
*a random twitch shoots through her hand*
*it taps slightly against the ice*
*goes back to the deathly still*
Profile? Character profile?
Yeah
And a brief background and a few adventures that you/your character has had
((...would I do it about Silente or Echo Tempest? I mean, they are sort of one and the same except one is...er...in an ice box getting ready to go six feet under.))
I'm not sure I can do a profile for Hunter.
I quite clearly can't write one without getting it wrong, and he can't write one without making up half of it, and Ez just wouldn't write one.
Oh dear. :(
It's a good idea for normal people, though. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Give it a go if ya want Starry :) but ya don't have too that's fine.
Er.....I dunno Sil? Probably one profile if there kinda the same, but I dunno. I shall leave it up to you!
((Great. I'll try.))
Okie dokie!
((Tadaa! I tried!))
Btw for your profile could you plz put a quote from you/your OC or a quote that has help shape who they are? Maybe just a phrase or sommat
((Okay quote sent))
Thankies!
Um... I haven't really thought of any back stories or adventures for Chione yet... can I send one in later Rhydian? I'll do a summery of her and a quote the now.
Yeah sure that's fine Chi
((Doing a back story for someone that technically speaking only exists as a Death Certificate is rather easy to say the least...))
Death Certificate, that when Sil was alive? Cuz that can go in her profile as "Early Life"
Rhydian, I sent it.
((There's no record of her. Except for her Death Certifice. Reporting her /actual/ death. Don't worry I emailed you some stuff..))
Thankies CHI!
((Mithria was killed by Star!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF CHI!!! WHEN DID I MISS THIS!!!!!! AND THE ENGAGEMENT!!! OMG YOUR LIFE IS BUSY!!!!!!!!!!!))
((She's not dead she's just...living in Chi's head.))
Rhydian, this is what happens when you don't read my fanfiction :3
Oh god, I can't post the next few chapters...Chione gets a little...thingy with Dexter um... Damn.
I'll continue anyway. I'll say he dies and Blake comes into it. It's cool.
Ok no I can't do that. I'll marry Blake on the Blog but in my fanficion, Dexter is mine.
Oh God I am sorry for not reading your fanfics Chi! Hi Dragona, can someone explain to him what's going on about the wikia thingy? Finishing Sil's and starting Chi's, so me is busy
((@Chi XD aww poor Blakey! It can just be your wildest fantasy...or you and him from an almost parallel dimention...))
((Hey dragona))
Uploaded your profile Sil! Not very good, sorry about that, but it shall improve in time!
What's going on about the wikia thing?
((Dragona! Rhydian has mad a Wikipedia page for
*drumroll*
Blogland! And he's wondering if we'll write profiles for our characters. And send them to him on rhydiansaint@gmail.com that pretty much sums it up. *nods))
((Chi...is it time to leave the beach or can we stay longer?))
Do you mean like our OCs or what?
I've made up a few organisations and stuff as well, so... and I have like 50 OCs.
Yeah OCs
OH and some magical creatures as well.
Yup :)
Chi yours has been uploaded! Sorry there all kinda brief, but they will grow in time and become amazing
((of course we can stay for longer! Blake should be on soon...if he doesn't have another meeting...he better not ;-;))
((Yey!))
*continues swirling, blue stone clutched tightly in her grasp*
*smiles and starts giggling*
Gtg now. If ya want me to add anything to the Wikia just email me. SEE YA!!!!!!!!!!!
((Bye rhydian!))
*looks around cautiously*
Hullo?
Is there anyone around?
*strolls throughout Blogland*
*wiping off his hands with a moist towelette*
My, it's been a while . . . over a week, now, I should think . . .
((Hey Oscar! Have we met?))
((Or rather have you and Silente Tempest ever met..))
(It is I, Annika. Here to amaze another day, I suppose.
Oscar has not, I believe, met Silente, though I have, of course.)
((BTW watch out of the ice coffin in the clearing. Dont break it.))
*frowns at the ice coffin*
That's a bit odd.
*smiles*
I want to break it.
*smile fades*
But I won't.
((Yeah I wouldn't. If you do you'll end up with a shadow rose, an ice rose, a bunch of flowers, a battered and very old teddy, a salt shaker, a picture of Alexis, shattered ice AND a dead body on you. Not to mention people won't be happy.))
((Hello Oscar!
Silente died. The funeral was last night. That's her coffin
How are you anyway?))
Think of someone awesome you know.
Try to explain their awesomeness.
Can't do it, can you?
That's because people can't be put into words.
People are unique, and they're never existed before, so no words have been invented to describe them.
It's like how bands can always be described as a variety of genres, because they don't quite FIT because nothing like them has ever existed before, so they kind of have to sit alongside bands that aren't really like them.
Fabi once said something about how she didn't fit into lines and boxes because she was a squiggly thing.
If you try to define a person in words, you limit them, restrict them, cripple them.
In The Mortal Instruments, Clary asked her mum why she never painted her, and Jocelyn replied that to paint someone was to capture them forever, and that Clary needed to be free to grow and change.
People change so much.
If I could somehow describe myself in words, then the description of me that I wrote last year would no long apply to this year's me, and it wouldn't reply to the me of the year before the year I wrote the desc., either.
Also, people are so COMPLEX.
And CONTRADICTORY.
For example, I'm one of the most peaceful people I know and one of the least peaceful people I know.
How does that make sense?
How does that even work?
I can't say I'm peaceful and I can't say I'm not peaceful, because neither would be true.
So what do I say?
There's so many little idiosyncrasies and quirks and twists and swirly bits and mysterious bits and all kind of bits in me, and I've spent so many years trying to figure it all out and fit it all together and make sense of it all, but the more I know, the less I understand.
Hunter and Ez - I only call them my characters in order to speak in understandable language.
I belong to them more than they belong to me.
They're not my characters.
They're not even their own characters.
They're not characters.
They're people.
And even if I wanted to, I wouldn't want to try and define them to a few questions, a few quotes, a matter of boxes and lines and descriptions.
People will want to know characters by reading the profiles.
You won't know them by reading the profiles.
You will get an incorrect, very poor representation of them.
Also, my writing skills are just not up to scratch, Hunter won't play along and Ez just downright refuses, so even if I wanted to, I couldn't include them. :/
The profile OC things are brilliantly fabulous for characters, but my characters aren't my characters, and I can't treat them as such. :/
That's no me insulting the wiki. It's a brilliant idea. :) *hugs*
But I'm not going to insult some of my friends to appease some other friends, because I am fair to my friends, even ones with physical bodies who don't even really like me. :)
Also - I couldn't write a profile on you, whoever's reading this, could I?
No, because I'm not you, and you might not want me to, and I might stuff it up and you might not like it and, if you were someone pathetic like me, might even get upset over it. Hunter and Ez aren't pathetic like me, but still, fairness.
So yeah. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
*shivers disgustedly*
I'll be very happy without all that filth on me, thank you.
*checks his mobile*
New Text: Running the passenger list for flight 282-West right now - GA
*nods in satisfaction*
((She had a really bad habit of not dieing. I mean, she was bitten, didn't die. Took a very risky/dangerous job, didn't die. Got attacked by Erebus, didn't die. Got attacked again and had to go into cryogenic sleep, didn't die. Plus all the other times in her past...wow. That's a really strong habit.))
I'm doing well, Chione, I . . .
Actually, I'm doing fantastic.
*smiles broadly*
I'm . . . I'm really doing well.
*taps phone*
*texting Gary back*
I'll be even better once I've got Hassle's tanned hide as a rug.
(If you want to get to know Hunter and Ez . . .
Well, what do you do if you want to get to know any person?
You get to know them.
You won't get anywhere if you only rely on other people's opinions and what they tell you, you know.)
#ChaseForBookNine
I have an OC who is a ball. He's a mystical floating ball. A sponge ball.
(I personally quite like the idea of a Blogland wikipedia page.)
Name: Spongeball Roundpants.
Gender: None.
Age: 500000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000.
Personality: None.
Weapons: None.
History: Was a ball, continued to be a ball, and things were very ballish for it.
Vehicle: None.
Friends: None, as it is a ball.
(("very healthy" Skulduggery quote :3))
That's...good...I suppose.
((I bey the female balls go gaga for him, mystical AND floating? He's got a lot. ;P))
*tests Gary back*
*a few moments later, receives a fresh text*
*gasps*
*shocked beyond all reason*
*crams the phone into his pocket*
*runs towards town*
Someone asked me to make an OC who was harmless. So I made a mystical sponge ball.
((Its better than nothing Chi..))
~at the beach, Greece
*sits down suddenly and stops watching the dolphins*
*frowns and rubs her head*
*wonders what the hell is going on*
*a few moments later*
*exists Subway*
*they were having a sale*
*texts Gary with one hand and eats sandwich with other*
Text: Thanks for the tip, Gary. - ON
Silente, you ok?
I like the idea of it, as well. :)
SUBWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
And - OSCAR'S INITIALS ARE ON. :O
THAT'S COOL. :)
My sister's initials are IT. XD
@Dragona: No.
There's a lot more to him than you're letting on, probably.
I don't know, because I don't know him.
*nods*
#ChaseForBookNine
*rubs her head*
Er...
*checks up on real Silente*
*some things wrong*
I am...she might not be..
*tries to find what's setting off the alarm bells*
Will I take us back and check?
*wipes off park bench*
*sits on it*
*eats sandwich thoughtfully and thinks*
*his minds are full of plans, schematics*
*layouts of hotels and skyscrapers*
*passenger lists on planes that may be carrying Hassle*
*and he's so caught up*
*that he doesn't have time to think about who's waiting in their room at the Midnight Hotel*
*frowning and looking through real estate catalogues*
*wondering what to do now*
Maybe..one minute...
*focuses harder to find the problem*
*thinks it might be the sigil on her chest*
I don't quite understand....the sigil keeping her in her state is...running out?
*nods* of course. No life no energy. No energy no sigil. But if the sigil shuts itself off I don't know what will happen..
*frowns*
She has to wake up, even momentarily, to charge it again.
*Appears from an alleyway, blood smeared on her neck and down her tunic*
*There's a gash from which the blood flows, and her eyes are wild*
I don't suppose Trip is here, is he?
((Nope Adra, sorry. Did you try eat yourself?))
*MEANWHILE*
*AT THE HOTEL*
Precocious: *flipping through a catalogue*
*bored out of her mind*
*tosses it not the couch and stretches*
*makes a cup of tea*
*returns to her chair and sits down*
*wondering who she's going to have to kill next to find Hassle*
*wondering how far he could've run, or when he might strike again*
*forgetting, for a while, the man on the park bench*
*and forgetting the real estate catalogue*
*and forgetting life together*
*the main thing*
*the important thing*
*is Hassle*
*BACK ON THE PARK BENCH*
*thinking about Hassle*
*BACK AT THE HOTEL*
Precocious: *thinking about Hassle*
*BACK ON THE PARK BENCH*
*thinking about Hassle*
*stands up*
*finishes the sandwich*
*and strolls down the street, texting Gary*
*on
No now leave
((Zaf! Use your manners!))
As a matter of fact, no- but my darling Alastair and I did just have a dinner date, so believe me, human being was consumed.
*Lighs a cigarette on her holder, blowing heat into the air* In that case, then it's a shame I threw on my clothes and everything just to have him be gone.
*a moment later, a text bounces back*
Text: The checks confirmed. He hasn't left Blogland. - GA
*punches the air*
Yes, ha!
*dials up Precocious*
*buzz*
*buzz*
*buz-*
Precocious: Oscar?
He's still in the country.
Precocious: Perfect! I knew he would be.
As did I.
Precocious: Of course.
Of course.
Precocious: Where to now? The Oxford link was a bust.
Well, how did Gary do it?
Precocious: Hmm?
He was a professional hit man, after all.
Precocious: True.
I wonder how he found his targets.
Precocious: I wonder . . .
We should ask him.
Precocious: Agreed.
*both hang up at the same time*
Well... *She slips her ring from her finger, tossing her hair behind her shoulder*
*Sets it on a table*Make sure he gets that, will you?
((*glares at the cigarette* smokers have a higher chance of getting lung cancer you know.))
Adra just leave you're annoying me. Just leave go back to where you came from
. . .
No.
ANNIKA.
*glares*
Oh, Clara, sorry.
I'm so used to cursing your old name that you know . . . :P
#ChaseForBookNine
I do. Luckily for you, I'm both a doctor, and an alchemist. That means that I can hold this particular vice without any long term harm.
((Well, except for the horrid smell they emit that clings to all smokers.))
*sits in a roadside coffee shop*
*on a table outside, with a little brown-and-white parasol*
*quietly drinks his coffee*
*he catches a little beam of sunlight and starts playing with it*
*it bounces, like a bouncy-ball from a quarter machine*
Zafira, shut up. I swear to god.
((Hunter doesn't like it when people smoke, because it gives him nosebleeds, if not worse, depending on what they're smoking, and it's extremely wearisome and irritating.))
CLARA I DO NOT LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING. D:
#ChaseForBookNine
If she doesn't get the fuck out I'm going to murder someone
*Raises her eyebrows*
Hmm. Very well, Zafira. I'll pass on your regards to Alastair. That is, if he cares. Well. If I can even mention a thing before I make it back to bed...
*Steps back through her portal*
No seriously, he's just a floating sponge ball. He can squeak, and that's it. He's just a sponge ball. A MYSTICAL sponge ball. He doesn't DO anything.
((Sorry I probably sound really rude to you. Its just smokings a pet peeve of mine.))
*bounces the sunshine*
*it flies high into the air*
*casts a rainbow*
*and shoots back down into his open hand, where it starts doing little sparkly cartwheels*
*isn't even looking at it*
*too busy texting Gary*
. . .
I'm going to punch you if you don't leave her alone. Zafira.
This is just sickening. This hurts me. This upsets me. If you paid any attention to me for a given time you know I like Coco a lot and how much it hurts me personally, so well done to you, Adra. You got your wish, you ruined my life. Well. Fucking. Done. Now go crawl back to the hole you came from, and leave me alone so I may have a happy life.
((Ew! Ew ew ew! Not a nice mental image to have! Yuk! Alastair...in bed....doing the do.....YUKKY MCYUCK YUCK!))
You JUST got back. Your first comment was telling Adra to fuck off basically. How DARE you. YOU could have waited for her to leave to comment. I can't stand you when you're like this. You make me want to leave. Seriously Zaf. As I said: It's like you're not happy until you make everyone else feel like shit!
Zaf, if you're going to say things like this - just do what I suggested and write it down somewhere instead of actually saying it. Otherwise things will just get bad.
((No! Chione! Don't leave! Please! Don't!))
Silente don't please, this has hurt me emotionally enough. I know you haven't known me long, but this is actually really hurting me. I'm actually in tears of anger and hurt.
((Sorry...that was nasty. I'm going to leave.))
*goes back through the portal, back to the clearing*
*melts the sigil on Silente's chest so she starts breathing again*
*waits for it to re-charge, presses it again then re-seals the coffin*
((Bye everyone.))
You'd still complain if I waited. Don't deny it.
((Bye then Chi. Just don't leave forever. Please.))
I'm sorry . . .
*hugs everyone and passes feelings of comfort and peace*
#ChaseForBookNine
I'm not getting involved.
That doesn't mean I don't care.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for not saying anything.
But if I did, that would be bad, so -
*carries on hugging*
#ChaseForBookNine
Its fine star.
Zaf: Violence will always be met by more violence. You keep saying how everyone "hates" you - which they don't - but as long as you keep having outbursts like this it will feel like they do. Do as I suggested and write it down on a Word document or something. I just want what's best - and if you do still feel like this when Adra is around - then it's better just to write it down than say it on here.
No.
It's not fine.
I'm fine, but other people aren't, and it's not fine that I'm not fixing that, but there's not really much I can do, you know . . . ?
*shrugs*
You know that situation, usually in good stories, when whatever you do, it's bad, and people will be hurt?
Yeah.
I'm there.
And it's not bad for me, because I'm not one of the people being hurt, so don't comfort me.
Comfort the people who need it.
Because it's not fine.
. . .
*hugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
(You . . . you're a very good person, Star. I suppose I admire you for it. I've never been able to empathize with people or comfort them or really . . . really think about things the way you do.
*pats Star on the shoulder*
Respect, mah brutha'.)
Its annoying. She knows I like Nic and how hard I try to work with Alastair and she thinks she can wander in and make those comments I hope she gets killed, roleplay, because when it comes to it I'm not reviving her and I will go out of my way to hurt Niccolò so he can't either, because to me it will be justice. She deserves it. I want her to feel my pain. How irritating it is, to be forced to be aware that she is doing this, its sick, wrong, and needs to end. Its hurting me, and its not fair on me I have to be put through this day by day, but does she care? She got what I'd give my soul for. I'm happy John likes Zaf, I haven't had a conversation with him since my birthday in January. But to sit here and be forced to know what Adra has done? Any decent person would take into consideration the effects on others.
(This is true, Zafira.
Any decent person should take into consideration their effect on others.)
Zaf, violence is never justice. If the things Adra is saying to you annoys you - don't let it. Surely it'd be better to show that you can't be annoyed by what she says, rather than reacting to it like this? I know it hurts, but I'm sure Adra doesn't mean it - I know that isn't the point - but you have to take that into consideration.
It's better to show you DON'T react to something that people expect you to, rather than saying things like you have. There's only one thing worse than doing things like this - and that's being EXPECTED to do things like this - and that won't be good for you.
Zaf, I know she's hurting you with some of these comments and I understand that you envy her. That doesn't mean you can hurt her back. I keep trying not to side with anybody in this fight. I mean its clear that what Adra's saying is upsetting you but its also clear that your handling it in a bad way. Don't just argue with her and tell her to go away. I mean you partially have to think about her character right now. Her character at the the moment is evil Adra who likes hurting people. She in character partially. And you being mean to her might, in a way, just spur her on. Try what dragona has suggested. It works for me. When I get down or angry I'll randomly write my thoughts somewhere only I can find them. It calms me down. Please give it a try. I don't want to lose any friends because of this feud.))
I feel better finally just saying how I feel. I've been bottling it up and it feels good to finally just say it.
I'll get angry emails or facebook messages but I can promise no response from me. If it's not screaming at me for how heartless I am, I'll answer, I'm past my caring stage. You want to tell me off don't expect a reply, if I even totally read the message.
@Clara: *hugs*
I am so shit at comforting people, and I never have words enough o express anything, but - *hugs* Thank you. :)
You know, my friend C isn't nice, and I feel comfortable telling her this because to me, niceness isn't awesomeness. Niceness can be a contributing factor to awesomeness, and like all factors, there are pros and cons to it. She isn't nice, but she is very awesome, because she is awesome in other ways, often, I think, better ways.
You are very awesome, Clara. :) And you're awesome in different ways to me. I'm more awesome though, coz I'm a bubble, but if we were the same species . . .
And - that is very true. *nods at Clara*
@Zaf: Hush.
Let me write out a separate comment for you. This one is too long.
#ChaseForBookNine
Zafira.
You don't own the character.
You don't have any personal ties to the character.
You did not create the character.
You cannot control who the character associates with or does.
You cannot force someone out of their home for roleplaying (Which is what Adra is doing)
If you would like to do something with said character, you email the creator (in said case, Aretha)
DO NOT!!! bring your negativity towards a roleplay onto this blog. It is uncalled for, rude and very pigheaded of you because the same would not be done to you and has never been done to you when you roleplay with Aretha's characters.
So as we say in Dublin, build a fucking bridge and get over it because judging by the comments now, people are slowly losing patience.
She never had to go about it like she is, there was a choice. She made the wrong one. She could never have made her character to go off with Alastair, she did. Therefore I blame her, not Ari. I know Ari hates hurting people and she has no control over Alastair. I totally understand that, but Adra had every right to think and go about her things a less hurtful way, she picked the one which she was fully aware would hurt me.
Zaf: I know. So say it - just don't let other's see. Just try it. See how it works out.
((Build a fucking bridge and get over it may have just become my favourite saying. That's just a great saying XD))
In my personal opinion it's a roleplay and really shouldn't have any sort of mental effect on you besides provoking thought as to how your CHARACTER will respond. Just me, if the argument's all done with now who's up for a short spar? It's been far too long.
((If only I could Blake...if only I could.))
*pokes head out of a window of the Midnight Hotel*
Spar?
As in, a duel?
A clash? A battle?
I'm in.
((Oh screw it! We're rewinding to before the jump. I miss fighting!))
Indeed Anni, I've never fought you before so this should be interesting...
*Grins widely in anticipation as darkness flares up around him*
*steps back*
Of course, if you'd prefer to keep it between the two of you, I shan't stand in your way.
((Ah. Never mind. Annika said yes first.))
Oh. Alright then!
*exits the Hotel*
Let's burn this pop stand.
I'll join in if there's any free spaces.
I believe the phrase is "Let's blow this popsicle stand"...
But close enough
@Zaf: I read something once about how people listened to angry music when they were angry, and how this didn't help because it just intensified and dragged out their anger.
If you keep dwelling on hatred, you will just drag out and intensify your hatred.
I mean . . . thing of hatred as this big twisted ball of horribleness inside you. It hurts. It's not nice.
You shouldn't roll this ball around, because it will have the effect of rolling a snowball around, and it will just pick up more hatred from more sources and get bigger.
You need to work on untangling it.
And when it's all gone, then you can be peaceful. :)
If Adra cuts your arm off, then you'll cut her arm off. Then someone else, let's say they're called ASDFGHJKL, will go HEY YOU BITCH WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT FOR and cut your other arm off, and because this isn't fair, you will cut their arm off, and then they will go HEY I WAS ONLY PROVIDING JUSTICE and cut your leg off, and then someone will cut your other leg off because you were picking on poor innocent little ASDFGHJKL, and then before you know it you will be stuck in a hole unable to move, crying, screaming with pain, and all around you, there will be others, and they will all be stuck, all in the same pain, but unable to reach out, because they've cut themselves off from each other.
Whereas if Adra cut your arm off, you could walk away, learn how to manage with one arm, get tons of respect from people going OHMYGOSH THAT POOR GIRL SHE'S SO BRAVE I RESPECT HER SO MUCH SHE'S MY ROLE MODEL, and everyone would soon start hacking away at Adra in this stupid concept called revenge anyway.
*nods*
*hugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
Now then, Blake, I haven't exactly has a chance to test out my magic yet, so this could be interesting.
Let's get my baby out of the way . . .
*snaps fingers*
*the Hotel melts into the ground*
Alright.
*blue-green energy flares in my fists*
(Just for the record, ASDFGHJKL is rather stupid and ignorant and I should give them a severe talking-to. :P
And, yes, I am talking to Adra separately.)
#ChaseForBookNine
Never seen you go at it before, so let's start this off with a bit of practice
*Jumps back into a shadow, leaving a clone made from darkness behind*
*The clone creates dual swords of shadow and charges, darkness trailing behind it*
So shall I join in or not or is it a 1v1 fight?
((*chuckles* good luck Clara. Blake, enjoy your new foe. See told you you'd get by without me being there. I'm easily replaced.))
*Talks from Dragona's shadow*
We'll keep you on the side for now, after this evaluation I'll decide if I feel like taking the both of you on
*lashes out with both arms, sending spinning disks of energy slicing through the shadow*
*slicing it to ribbons*
HA! Is that all you-
*shadow re-forms*
Alright . . .
*lunges forward, a blue-green blade forming in my hands*
*slashes wildly, like an anime character*
((Silente we could never replace you, this fight will be far from the same as ours))
Zaf, please just think about this. Adra didn't even start Aladra. Alastair found her on a killing spree and started following her around; he liked it. And then he started to like her. But you're acting like Adra made a conscious decision to start the ship solely for the purpose of hurting you. And that's not it at all. And even if you are hurt by it, which I could understand, you've been pushing her away long before Aladra was a factor. I can't deal with it.
#ChaseForBook9
*stands in the shadows, wary, watching her Fiance*
*thinks to himself* Seems to be a bit like Trip's magic, making it versatile in both long and short range. Maybe I should just use my soul magic... Nah that'd be no fun
*Leaps out of Anni's shadow and right over her, kicking her in the head as he passes*
*Lands and sinks into the shadow of a cloud*
*stumbles backwards*
*falls*
*energy forms beneath me, catching me, and tipping me back onto my feet*
*cricks neck back and forth*
Why you-!
*stamps violently*
*a sheet of blue-green energy crackles outward from the impact, spreading to Blake and sending blue-green lightning coursing through him*
It is rather hard to balance yourself into your position when you're only talking to one party on Blogland and the other elsewhere.
It unbalances things.
Fuck.
I AM GOING OT HAEV TO WORK ON THIS.
#ChaseForBookNine
*watching, btw! :)*
*just not here enough to be involved*
#ChaseForBookNine
((Anni I'm in a shadow, unless that stuff can switch realms it hit the clone, not me :L))
((Please, some people can be replaced, I was one of them. Amethyst can cover the glitteryness, Basically anyone can be beaten up and insulting. Easy))
*hides behind a tree near Chi making sure she can be seen*
I can't deal with life. I want to end my life. To end it all. Now Em has unfriended me. I'm going to end it. Goodbye, I hope you have nice lives, I'm going to end my very being.
Bear with me, Blake. Not knowing what I can do and knowing even less about what you can, I’m still learning. Consider this an experiment.
*tosses energy from hand to hand*
*faster, faster*
*until it forms a beam*
*launches a sizzling bolt of plasmic energy at Blake*
*it splits into dozens of smaller bolts on the way*
Silente, you can't ever be replaced but MORE ON THAT IN A MINUTE -
ZAF
FUCK
ANSWER ME
TALK TO ME
D:
Look
no
no
I HATE BEING STUCK ON THE INTERNET DAMMIT WHY CAN I NOT PHSYICALLY GRAB YOUR WRISTS TO RESTRAIN YOU AND TALK TO YOU
#ChaseForBookNine
Zaffy, We don't want you dead. You're going about this Adra think the wrong way. That's all. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.
*His eyes flash back and forth, trying to watch all the beams*
*At the last moment he crouches to one knee, a sphere of rippling black forming around him*
*The beams dissipate upon contact*
*The sphere disintegrates and he stands up, breathing slightly heavier*
*Shouts and launches tendrils of shadow at Anni, they weave around her until she is surrounded on all sides by sharp spikes of darkness*
Zaf, that's not at all what any of us meant. Please try to calm down.
#ChaseForBook9
TO A NEW OLD BLOG!
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