I have just pressed SEND.
By pressing SEND, I have emailed off the completed book to my agent and editor. It will now be sent to the copyeditor who, amongst other things, will be checking for grammar and spelling mistakes that I've missed but, more importantly, will be ensuring that everything I've written makes sense.
She will be checking facts and figures and timelines, scouring her notes on the other books to make sure I haven't contradicted myself... A good copyeditor in invaluable, and I have a great one.
It's done. I wrote the two Scapegrace chapters that I'd left until last. Oh, and I ALSO included the winner of the Die Horribly competition...
It took me until last night to pick a winner. I was sent 30 finalists out of everyone who entered. Of those 30, I quickly whittled it down to 15. Then, not so quickly, down to 10. Then it took me ages to narrow it down to 5. Then 3.
There were some great entries. Lots of funny reasons why people reckoned they should be the reader I pick to kill horribly in the book. But I needed something specific. I needed something that would fit in with what I'd written. And there was only one reader who fit PERFECTLY.
So congratulations to Lewis Holmes, from the UK. You shall have the distinct honour of being Horribly Killed in The Dying of the Light.
Lewis' death was the last thing I had to write. Now it's all over. Sure, I'll be sent the copyeditor's notes to approve, and there'll be a little more fiddling around between now and printing time, but...
... but it's over. I have finished writing Skulduggery Pleasant.
I think I need to lie down now.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3201 – 3400 of 4942 Newer› Newest»Hi...Just read a the last few comments. Grrrr.......
So how are we all?
Murderous and pissed and upset. You?
@Rhydian: Sad because feels. :P Otherwise good, though.
You?
*hugs everyone in need of a hug*
@Sil: :( im good thanks. Don't be sad! Be smiley!
@Starry: Feels can be dreadful on occasion :( im good thanks
@Rhydian: They can be. :P That's good.
*hugs Silente* :/ I hope you feel better soon. Try adjusting your mindframe and looking at the good in the world. :) It sounds stupid. It isn't.
Its fine. Emotions tend to hide from me. I'll be back to normal soon..
@Silente: Emotions tend to tacklehug me wildly and enthusiastically so I fall over and get subemerged, but then they've helped me up a moment later so I don't drown. :)
. . .
Wow.
*frowns*
That was a good metaphor.
And - *hugs* if you need to talk . . .
Zaf, I don't believe that is true.
And how would you know if you didn't try?
I'm suggesting that it might be about calm cooperation, rather than acting belligerent and throwing blame or spite, because only one of those two possibilities has potential to change anything for the better, and I think we both know which is which.
It's entirely your choice what you do, but...
Be the change you want to see, y'know?
Have fun in class -- I hope you'll be feeling better soon. ^^
Oh. :/ Gtg, I think . . . :(
Bye then Star. :-/
@Everyone Depressed: DON'T BE SAD!!!!!!!!
OK...I've noticed that recently, y'all have been upset and sad. Well, try not to be? Think about something better. Try to think about better times, and think about what you've got ahead of you. Think about it. Really think about it...What do you see? It can't always be dark and depressed, so I'm pretty sure that y'all can imagine that sometime in the near future you'll be happy again. Hold on to that...
Dunno what that was about (Last comment) I guess it's just starting to get to me that everyone is sad all the time
Hey Rhydian want to continue the Remi rp?
Sure Sil...Sure
Okay then. :-)
*is sat on a big ass rock*
*its very high up*
*and rather hard to scale for a human*
*humming to herself in the sunlight*
Rhyd! *hugs* Hey! :)
*hugs Star and Silente*
Bye Star!
@Rhyd: *nods* True. :)
If you think about whether or not you're happy... idk. I think the more you think about it the more you realize that there's a lot that you CAN be happy about. And, like, maybe you can be happy without knowing it, because all you get at is the hurt and negativities, until you actually think to look at the goodness, kind of.
idk if that makes sense, but, yeah. :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGowXmXqPJI
*...just gonna leave that there... in case anybody wants a song... :P*
*Lena walks up to Sil* Has Rhydian come back yet?
*looks down from the rock*
Oh hey,
*jumps down*
Yeah he came back the same day her was taken. Well, it was the same day for us. He was there a year..he was hurt pretty bad when he came back. Its okay, he's a lot better now.
Lena: OK...Where is he?
Rhydian: Hello Stranger *smiles*
Lena: *turns around and smiles as she says him* *tears fill her eyes as she runs to him and grabs him into a hug, which he returned*
*Lena remembers the time she said to Sil "It's not that I'm not thrilled to see you. It's just that I'm not a hugger" well, Rhydian was different *
*will be going, now*
*revision*
*or procrastination equivalent*
*hugs all*
Each and every one of you are perfect & that is important.
Bye!
(*pauses for a moment, fingers flailing*
... I still need to get used to not tagging my comments. :P)
((THE LENIAN FEELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
*smiles at them*
*grinning broadly*
*turns and looks at her feet to give them some privacy*
Bye Taia!
Bye Taia!
Lena: Oh my goodness! You ok?
Rhyds: Year in Hell...I'm fine surprisingly
Lena: Thank God. Er, I'm going to go back inside and well....Hide from the Horseman.
Rhyds: OK...See ya *watches Lena walk off* So Silly, want to do some more research on how to kill Headless?
Sure. You know I'm always happy to find a way toteach a dick a lesson.
*turns back to him*
Any lleads? Or are we back to grasping at straws?
*walks into his house, Silente following him* Nope. Not a single lead. *walks into the Living Room to see a tall dark haired girl wearing a leather jacket, T-Shirt, skinny jeans and boots*
Woman: Howdy Rhydie! How are you, and where's the vamp? Or is she still thinking that she's the best and all?
Rhyds: Who the Hell are you?
Woman: Three Guesses
Rhyds: One of the Horseman's servants?
Woman: Nope. Try again sugar
Rhyds:...Remi?
Woman/Remi: Hi
*is out of the room when the conversation happens*
*hears that he/she is Remi*
*snarls and moves into the room as a blur colliding with Remi and pinning him to the wall*
*eyes full black orbs*
What. The fuck. Do you. Want. Dickhead.
Remi: Well, hello to you too Tempest. How are you this fine day? Or should I say, stay away from me when the day is up *grins* *her smile, still sick, still twisted, so evil*
Rhyds: Why are you here? Tell me, or I'll just let Sil rip your throat out
Remi: I'm here to help believe it or not...Because, I know a way to kill the Horseman. And I'm guessing, that you want that don't ya?
*twists the material beneath her hand so it tightens around Remi's neck*
Spill. Now.
Remi: And why would I want to do that? This is just so delicious, I'm savoring this moment, it will last me a life time *laughs slightly* Really think that you're intimidating? You don't scare me...And you can't kill me, because then you lose this information. And this info I've got inside my pretty little head cannot be found in any of your silly little records...So vamp, please let me down?
No. I don't care if we lose the information. Spill or kill. Either way I'm happy.
*doesn't care if she's intimidating or not*
*she's glaring at him with firey black orbs for eyes and she's the one who could end him now*
*you don't need to be intimidating to be deadly*
((It's a /her/ now Sil))
Rhyds: We need this info Sil. Just let her down and see what she's got to say. If it's crap, then you can kill her
Remi: Do as you're told vampy
*glares more*
*let's her go*
*punches her in the gut as she falls*
*stalks to the other side of the room and leans against the wall*
*blinks and her eyes fade back to normal*
Rhyds: Talk quickly...I don't care what you know, I'll let Sil kill you if I believe that you're worthless.
Remi: Well isn't that nice? I come to help, and I get treated like this? Typical
Rhyds: Time's ticking
Remi: A weapon
Rhyds: Tick. Tock.
Remi: A blade, a dagger type thing. Shadow Blade, it's called. And I know of it's exact location. Find it yourselves though. As long as you kill the Horseman, I don't care. May I leave now?
Tell us the location. Then you can leave.
*looks at her*
Remi: Not even a please?
Rhyds: We'll kill you! We know what to look for, so it doesn't matter whether you're alive or not! It just makes things easier for us and for you!
Remi: Someone's a little bit grouchy, ain't they? Autumn's Crypt. Happy? Now, let me past you ugly little beast
*punches her in the face*
*pins her back against the wall*
*this time her shirt is choking her*
Not even a please? I'm sure ever a worthless little parasite like you has enough manners to say please before you try to leave.
*puts her face closer to hers*
You can leave, but show your black veins first. Show yourself as what you truly are.
Remi: Gladly *eyes turn blacker than pitch and black veins riddle across her face* *smiles* Look at me...Isn't all of this corruption beautiful? I'm a monster. And I'm proud to be
Rhyds: Sil, get her out of my house. She clearly has nothing else to offer us
One minute Rhydian..
*quickly makes a small cute over one of the veins*
*not enough to kill*
*catches the black blood that flows out on the tip of her finger*
*licks the discusting liquid*
*grins*
Lie and we will find you. Anywhere you go, I will track you down.
*cares her by her shirt to the door*
Bye bye.
*quite literally throws her across the clearing*
**cut
**carries
*watches Silente get rid of Remi* Well...That was civil.
((Gtg now :( I shall return tomorrow, and find this Crypt!!!))
Bye then Rhydian!
Hello Dragona.
*waves*
What happened yesterday with Dugglyn? I heard there was a kidnap?
Yes. She was kidnapped by a masked person. I tried to stop them but they used a portal to escape.
Oh. They got away? So they're still..here?
*looks around nervously*
Do you know who it was at all?
Good morning, everybody! Or... Whatever.
Hey Sam!
I have so far found nothing in relation to finding out who it is.
Heya, Silente and Dragona!
That's not good..so they're still here? Still..about?
*puts a hand over her mouth to cover her grin*
*hopefully it comes across as worried*
How are you Sammy?
*tilts head at Silente*
You think it's funny?
No! Not in the slightest!
*stops grinning*
*removes her hand*
I'm just worried. What if they come back? What if they try get Dugglyn again?
I'm good, I'm good. Reading A Natural History of Dragons.
*walks up to the conversation, grinning and wearing a Batman outfit*
*not the mask, though, that'd just be silly*
*the cape is really cool, though, so she decided to wear it too*
*eyes Silente suspiciously*
I don't know. Let's just hope they won't.
Yeah. Let's..
*turns to Sam*
Sam! Nice clothes! Have you seen any masked people running around?
(I'm considering RP'ing as a character from my Mass Effect fanfic because I have a lack of good characters because all my SP ones are very bland and boring)
*Panicks*
No! I-
Okay, but it was only for a few minutes! I had no idea that the table was so unsteady!
What?
*looks confusedly at Sam*
Did you see them? The masked person who tried to take Dugglyn yesterday? Do you know who it was?!
*Blinks*
What? Someone tried to take Dugglyn!?
((Okay then Dragona!))
Yeah! According to Dragona some guy in a mask tried to take her! Dragona saved her but the guy left before they caught him!
Huh.
...
Are you sure it was a guy?
It could've been, like, a monster, or something. It was wearing a mask...
Oh I don't know. I wasn't there. Dragona, /what/ was it. Guy, girl, thing, monster?
This will just lead to MORE confusion about me being a boy, but to be fair she's the best character I've ever made so...
I'll keep my picture since she's ruthless and stuff so it'll suit her.
It was a girl, Silente. Of unknown description. Her bloody mask stopped me from seeing what she looked like.
It was a girl? Oh. Was she human?
Masked people! :)
Maybe it was Slipknot. :)
By the looks of things, yes she was a human. But as I said I couldn't see much.
. . . Or maybe not.
Still. Masked people. *mutters*
Hey, Star, I happen to be a part-time masked person!
It's a hobby.
Hey Star!
Wait, you said she used a portal? Humans can't use magic so she can't have been a human..
(Star look! *points at his name*)
(It's supposed to say "Dragona Pine - Commander Sophia Keating (Alliance Commander, N7 Operative and Council Spectre)" but yeah the last part is hidden.
Maybe I could remove the Alliance Commander part considering it already says Commander at the start...)
(There we go)
@Dragona: Yay!!! :) *hugs*
Keating's awesome. :)
Portals don't have to be magic . . .
..don't they?
(*hugs Star back*
Thank you. I'm pretty proud of her as a character so I thought why the hell not, apart from the whole lore thing it would be fine. Then again we must break lore every time we come on here in some way :P)
I don't care what made the portal. All I know is that the masked woman could come back at any moment.
...
*Frowns*
Normal people are still human beings...
*silence*
Yeah she could. Well. We best be on our guards then!
*claps her hands once*
((Well. Hunter's aren't, because Hunter isn't technically magic.
Not that he would admit to that. :P))
((I break lore . . . *shrugs :P*))
((Plus you know the why Hunter roleplays. "Well, let's just PRETEND we left a note" XD))
#ChaseForBookNine
(Well Keating HAS no magic - she just has biotics. So yeah :P)
((Hunter objects to that statement very much, Sam Ish. He says that normal people are still normal people, and that plenty of normal people are not human and are still perfectly normal. Sometimes. A bit.))
((Hunter has no magic. XD))
Well, sure, I guess. But humanity isn't something that solely belongs to humans. So you can have normal people that, while not humans, are human.
*slinks off and away!*
*to her vault*
*as ya do*
Sam, I disagree. Humanity just belongs to humans - what would you call a robot which behaved like a human?
Would you say it had humanity? No, you said it BEHAVED like a human. A non-human can't be a human.
But a human can be non-human.
*wonders where Silente was going*
*is here silently*
I think we have different definitions of humanity.
I think that it's just being caring, compassionate, all that stuff. It doesn't mean that you're a good person, just that you DO have emotions.
So, I'd say that if a robot wanted to be a human, and acted like a human, and believed that it was a human, well, it has humanity, even though it isn't a human.
But that's just my two cents, heh.
*walks around in her vault*
New style today me's think's.
*pulls a long, red hooded cloak from her wardrobe*
*smiles*
*pulls some black clothes out as well as a black mask with slots for the eyes*
*puts them all on*
*smiles and starts heading back to the surface, hood up*
Sam, then yes we do disagree on our definition of humanity.
(Comment 3333 yay!)
Oh well. That's what makes it interesting!
Life is interesting
*stands a little bit back in the shadows*
*watching*
*kneels down slightly in the shadow of a tree*
*creeps slowly forwards*
*stops*
*grins*
Yes, we do disagree . . . Hunter, and by extension me, uses the word 'human' to mean the species, and Hunter things that people who use the words 'humans' and 'people' interchangeably are racist. :P
I agree with Hunter. Anyone of any species could be a person, but only humans can be humans.
I dunno if it's really racist, though, since it isn't malicious or anything.
*pulls out a blow dart from the cloak*
*the end has been dipped in tranquilliser*
*slides it into the pipe*
*raises it carefully to her lips and takes aim*
*sends the dart whistling towards Sam's neck at a tremendous speed*
Of course it's racist.
I mean . . . there are plenty of people who actually think black people/women/whoever are lesser than them, and when they imply it, they don't mean to be mean, it's just an accepted fact in their heads, but the fact is that it is unfair and racist and THEY'RE unfair and racist.
*saw the movement*
*moves arm and stops the dart with a barrier of blue energy*
*draws weapon from back and aims it into the shadow*
Don't move.
((Sorry. D: Mostly speaking for Hunter, and he's not as nice as me. O_O
Woah, Silente!!! What???))
I'm sorry I lost it but I am done with the crap.
*curses Dragona's name*
Fine. Different approach.
*backs away slowly*
*grins and moves as fast as she can backwards before running around the tree line to the other side of the clearing*
*jumps into the leaves*
((@star *winks*))
Well, yeah, but but we're talking about applying humanity to non-humans here, and humanity is normally considered a good thing...
*starts firing at the first sign of movement*
*when Silente hits the leaves, throws a ball of blue energy into them*
*the ball of energy is unstable and becomes a point of zero gravity, lifting the leaves and Silente into the air*
You think some leaves will stop me?
*shoots at the airborne Silente*
((Hunter: People can be perfectly humane without being human, although the word 'humane' also has racist origins.
Furthermore, no offense, but humanity is rather rubbish.
Not that I'm better, but still, you have to see my point.))
((@Silente: O_O O_O O_O!!!!))
*glares at Dragona*
Well shit.
*taps her nose and the portal envelops her before she can be shot*
*stands and dusts herself off in her vault*
*taps her nose and steps through the portal appearing a reasonable distance back from Dragona position*
*hides behind a tree*
...
Well that's kind of mean, Hunter. I mean, sure, we have our bad points, but we're not RUBBISH...
Well since I'm invisible to anyone...*lays in dynamite tree*
*keeps gun in hand and searches the area for signs of movement*
Oh, hi Za-
Uh
You might want to get out of that tree.
((Hunter: You are rubbish.
I haven't met any people that are any less rubbish, though, if it helps.
I think people in general are probably rather rubbish.))
((Your not invisible Zaf.))
((@star *grins* *winks*))
...
Oh.
Alright.
*shrugs* Its perfectly okay, I won't explode. The dynamite trees listen to me.
(Zaf the dynamite-tree-whisperer 0_0)
((Yey I've wanted to use this sigil for a while now!))
*grins*
*taps her fingertips together before twisting her hands to conceal her palms*
*pulls them apart to reveal a blue orb of energy*
*launches the energy across the clearing to the other side*
*when it hits the floor it becomes a colour images of her*
*a hologram*
*smiles*
*bows* Thank you, Dragona. That I am.
((Zaf the dynamite-tree whisperer. C: That's a cool title.))
((Okay. O_O *watches* *watches*
((You're not invisible, Zaf. I'm not roleplaying, though, so - yeah.))
((Hunter: *Alleft
*smiles*))
*her face crumples a bit*
Okay.
((Omg complete and utter butter rhymes. I don't know why this matters so much but that has made me very happy!))
*turns upon hearing a noise*
*sees the hologram and begins shooting, then stops*
You think I can't recognise a hologram? My ship is full of them.
*the hologram rises and waves*
*moves to block Dragona's vision*
*meanwhile I'm sneaking up on Sam*
*fires yet another blow dart aiming again for his neck*
((**nutter. Although complete and utter butter rhymes too. But I meant nutter))
((**her neck. I'm not good at words today..))
@Silente: It does!!! :)
It sounds nice. :)
*she frowns as she watches Dragona shoot*
Is that a good id-
*aaaand blow dart in the neck*
*forgets what she was gonna say*
es of march...?
*collapses*
*hangs from my dynamite tree*
*runs in an scoops up Sam's body without pausing*
*runs out of the clearing and keeps running*
*turns left, towards the volcano*
*runs faster*
*accidently knocks Zaf on the way*
*carries on running*
*is carried*
*begins mumbling something about how most superheroes aren't usually drugged and kidnapped before they get their own costume*
*barges past the hologram and opens fire on Silente*
*dodges the shooting*
*hangs Sam across her back as a shield*
*runs faster*
*emerges from the treeline and smiles*
*sets off up the volcano aiming for a small cave in its side*
*keeps firing at Silente*
*gun clicks as it needs a new thermal clip*
*drops rifle and sweeps arms out, knocking Silente and Sam to the ground with blue energy*
*is knocked to the ground*
*hisses and quickly gets up*
*runs for the mouth of the cave*
*a bullet buries itself in her arm*
*doesn't care, is still too out of it to even notice*
*throws a ball of energy at Silente, which lifts her into the air and makes her drift slowly towards to clearing again*
*draws pistol and begins shooting*
You won't escape.
*begins advancing, continuing shooting*
((WHAT THE HELL O_O))
*is hit numerous times*
*hisses each time and grits her teeth*
I. Hate. Guns! Worst bloody thing ever invented!
*looks at the clearing*
Hmm..well at the least I'll relax for the ride..
*is shot again*
OR NOT!
*taps her nose*
*a portal yet again engulfs her*
*appears sat on her vault floor*
*yanks off her cloak and looks at it*
He. Put. Holes. In. MY. CLOAK!
(Technically Silente I am currently a girl but yeah :P)
*reloads weapon and recovers rifle and loads that, too*
*not really sure where she is*
((Sorry))
*glares and gets up*
*completely ignoring the bullets in her*
My god damn cloak! It costs a /fortune/ to get these hand tailored!
*throws the cloak onto a apile of ruined cloaks*
*opens he wardrobe and yanks out another*
*nods*
*looks at herself*
Oh, right. I was shot.
*most of the wounds from the bullets have already healed over*
Oh well. I've probably got loads of bullets in me.
*pus the cloak on*
*taps the sigil on her nose, stepping through the portal next to Sam*
*still loopy*
*eeeyyyyy, there, greenish-purple daisies*
((Jesus Christ how much tranq was on that dart?!))
*HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW, PIRATE KING?*
*grabs Sam's foot*
*drags her to the mouth of the cave*
*trails her free hand across the sigils on the wall*
*the walls are melting to cover the entrance behind her*
*metres upon metres of stone covering it*
*begins to wake up*
*a bi- Wait, no, that's a stone wall melting shut, she's obviously still hallucinating*
*bleh*
*stops*
*puts Sam in a chair*
*ties her hands together behind the chair*
*applies a lose gag*
*slaps her*
Wake up.
*blinks*
*tries to talk around the gag*
*fails, but only because of the mothballs square-dancing on her tongue*
Hello Sam. How're you liking the new body?
*smiles behind the mask*
*moves over to a tray*
*the tray contains three things*
*a nail gun*
*a staple gun*
*and pliers*
*stares*
*doesn't know if she should be afraid or not*
*superheroes aren't usually afraid in these situations, right?*
...
*realizes that, actually, she has next-to-no knowledge of superheroes*
*promptly grows terrified*
((O_O))
((NO!!!))
((SILENTE! SHE ONLY JUST GOT HERE!))
((*grins* *laughs evily*))
*looks back at Sam*
What's wrong, cat got your tongue?
*laughs*
*picks up the staple gun and the pliers*
Hmm..which one first..
*shows them to Sam*
Hostages choice.
Uh
uh
uh
uhuhuhuhuh
...
*she talks, muffled by the gag*
The exhit...?
*makes a harsh buzzer noise*
Wrong! Hmm. Guess I'll have to decide then.
*weighs the two objects*
Well on one hand the pliers are my favorite
*holds up the pliers*
But the staples are so much better for target practice..
*grins*
Come on, humor me. Chose.
*Her eyes are full of terror*
*And tearing up slightly*
*Even though she really wants to be a hero*
*Heroes don't cry in these situations*
...
*Sniffles, and says nothing*
*sighs*
Fine. I think I'll try target practice. Don't want to get sloppy after all.
*puts the plies back*
*walks further away*
*throws the staple gun from hand to hand*
*flips it and fires aiming for her arm*
((Aw. :O Sam I just want to hug you.))
I DEDICATE THIS PAGE TO DOING WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY AND/OR LETTING LOSE SOMETIMES AND FINALLY TO FORGIVNESS AND SECRETS!
*A staple jams itself in her upper arm, and she jerks against her restraints, more tears springing up in her arms*
W-WHY'RE MYU MMF... D-DOING THIS!?
*The staple didn't puncture deep into her skin, the Batman costume helped a bit there, but it hurts no less for it*
Target practice, didn't you hear? You really should pay attention to those who kidnap you.
*flips the gun again*
*throws it to her other hand*
*fires at her collar bones*
*laughs*
((Silente . . . :(
This hurts.))
((Sorry star. But ya gotta do what ya gotta do..I was rather hoping Dragona /wouldn't/ poof. Then my character wouldn't go to far. She's a bit..phycotic.))
*Screams, and jerks against the restraints again, as the staples bury themselves in her*
*grins and laughs at her screams*
Ah. Beautiful.
*fires aiming at her hand*
*puts the staple gun down*
*looks between the nail gun and the pliers*
Hmm..
*The staple buries itself in her palm, and she bites down on the gag, trying not to scream*
*picks up the pliers*
That's enough target practice.
*smiles*
I love it when there are no distractions.
*slowly moves towards Sam*
Its more peaceful.
I'm...I'm....
((Hey Zaf! Come plaaaaay! Or help Sam. Whichever..))
*Acting on pure, panicked instinct, she tries to slam a kick at Silente's knee*
Silente- I'm about to strangle someone. I'm sitting in my bed seeing red.
*sighs* I'll eventually roleplay...
*pokes Silente*
((Oh. Okay then, don't break anything,,))
*dodges the kick easily*
Tut tut. Naught. Naughty.
*grins behind the mask*
The best part is you don't even know who I am.
*stares at her face*
At. All.
*holds up the pliers*
Shall we?
*Stares at Silente*
*Preparing to kick again, if she comes too close*
I'm holding a gerbil.
*watches Silente* Oh gods don't murder anyone there!
((No promises Zaf!))
*moves closer*
*pliers at the ready*
*reaches out for Sam's hand*
Pliers are especially good for crushing things or removing things..
*Slams a kick at Silente's own hand*
LEAVE ME ALONE!
*catches her foot*
Fiesty. Nice,
*starts twisting it*
But not fast enough.
*twists the foot round to its limit*
*with a sickening crack of bone twists it hard to the left*
*steps out of the shadows and forms a wall of shadows between Silente and Sam* Cut it out! I'm not pulling rank unless I have to. So I'll say it nicely, lets not go murdering each other, I'm a Necromancer but it doesn't mean I want death
((BTW Zaf I'm wearing a mask and cloak and stuff and basically what I'm saying it you have no idea its me))
((Wb Dragona))
*walks up to the shadow wall*
*presses a hand against it*
*tilts her head to the side*
*traces it back to Zaf*
Don't interfere. Let me past.
((Hey Snow!))
*Gulps*
*looks at* I will, I'm sworn to protect people. Mortal or mage. What is your name?
*flicks Sam*
*scuttles away*
*ignores Zaf*
Fine. If you won't let me past, I'll get past myself.
*taps the sigil on her nose*
*steps backwards into the portal*
*it closes behind her*
*taps her nose again*
*steps through*
*is on Sam' side of the wall*
Sorry for the interruption. Where were we?
*looks at the pliers in her hand*
Ah yes.
*grabs one of Sam's hands*
*Lets out a ragged sob, but does her best to glare at Silente*
*lets the wall fall, and sends shadows to wrap around Silente's hands*
I said enough. Do you disobey the law? Do I need to pull rank? You ought to know who I am. Most mages do.
*barges in and points gun at Silente*
*looks at Zaf*
I know who you are. But that does not affect me in anyway.
*yanks her hands free of the shadows*
*turns back to Sam*
*grabs her hand again*
*clamps the pliers down on one of her nails*
*yanks hard tearing the nail out*
*fires at Silente*
*dodges the bullet easily*
Guns. Toys. Stupid.
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