*pulls out the only ear bud that's still in* *stares* *her voice is quiet and shaky* I could have made another daisy chain. You can't bring these guys back to life. *pauses* You know most people don't kill everyone in the room while someone leaves to make tea. *looks at the ground and forces her tears down* I've broken your teacups, I should find something to clean them up.
*waits for the Kennedy to be out of the window before opening the lollipop and beginning to cry* *sits with her back against the wall next to one of the dead thugs* I'm sorry. I.....really......really.....am sorry. *curls up and hugs her knees keeping the lollipop in her mouth* I shouldn't have made tea, this is all my fault. I'll fix this. *walks down the stairs with her arms out in front of her, the tears blurring her view* Garden shed....garden shed..... *reaches for the closest door which leads into a garage, in the far right corner there is a shovel* *grabbing the shovel she turns off the lights and walks back up to the thugs* I'm going to bury you all, but you'll have to wait patiently. It's takes a long time to dig holes.
*walks outside and travels into the Blogland woods* *picks out a spot where there is a small clearing and begins to dig* (Time passes, the usual happened, she sweat, she cried, and she dug.) *she steps back staring at the four holes and begins to make her way back to the house, leaving daisies to make sure she could find her way back*
*before walking back upstairs she searches the cupboards in the house for a bed sheets* *she pulls put two large ones and begins to tie them together making one big sheet* *she lays the sheet at the bottom of the stairs and begins to methodically drag each body down the stairs and onto the sheet, all the way muttering I'm sorry to herself* *once all the bodies and even the head are on the sheet she ties up the ends making a dumpling looking bag and begins to very slowly drag the bodies out to the holes* *she stops before the door and looks in the fridge pulling out the pizza and putting it in her bag and then returns to the thug dumpling and starts dragging it again*
I should have fixed the window. Ugh, I'm such an idiot.
Anyway, I can heal a little as well. I'm best with broken bones, but I can heal cuts and bruises as well. I also have training in archery, various martial arts, knife-fighting at close range and knife-throwing for longer range, though it always feels like a waste to let go of a good blade. Not so replaceable as an arrow. I can also tie a variety of knots, though I haven't bothered to memorize the names. I can speak three languages, read lips, and handle a scent hound. I can also shut up, once and a while.
*She stops after only a couple minutes of dragging before lying down on the ground, completely exhausted* Why! *she begins to cry, feeling exhausted and upset that she couldn't help them* *starts the talk to herself* I really should have done more you know? No, you don't know, no one knows. They all just attack people, all the time, I mean, Kennedy didn't attack anyone, so I don't know, but people are always fighting it's just the world we live in. *she stops, thinking about what Silente had said to her a while ago, 'Don't let life crush you.'* *suddenly inspired she jumped up, and very slowly started dragging the body dumpling again* I won't let it crush me....I won't let it crush me...
I can do things with my voice... Moving things shatter bones Imamate voices and supersonic hearing I am trained in martial arts and sword fighting I have studied weaponry for years and what I would call and experts I also have very good aim but that is about it.
By the way I had a run in with a rouge vampire and she broke some bones in my hand can you have a look ? *unwrapping hand*
*finally manages to drag the bodies out to the holes and when she gets there she has a little dance and then she remembers that there are dead people near her and she composes herself* *slowly working out which bodies need what body parts she separates them into the four holes and slowly but surely begins to cover them with dirt* *once all the bodies have been buried she pulls off her bag and put the pizza next to her before emptying the contents onto the floor* *spread out a cross the dirt there are hundreds of daisies and she starts to work them into four wreaths, by the fourth one she has to start deconstructing her own daisy chains to complete it* *the graves are topped with the wreaths and she stuffs the sheet back onto her bag and sits back down to eat the pizza and talk to the bodies* So look, I'm really sorry that my friend killed you all, I'm not sure of how much of a friend he is, but a lot of people kill other people and so I can't really do anything. You can all go to a better place now, goodbye. *walks away back to Kaden's house to clean up the blood and wash the sheet*
*When she gets to the house she throws the sheet into the washing machine and fills a bucket with soapy water* *Carries the bucket of water upstairs and uses a cloth the wipe up the blood off the floor* *when everything is finally clean she stares out the broken window and checks her reflection in a shard of glass* *her face is covered in dirt and blood and her hair has fell all over her face* *taking a deep breath she walks back downstair and sits on the couch, just wanting to sleep.
*Jumps back when she sees Kaden, her eyes filling with water again* I'm sorry, I washed the bed sheets, I just... *frowns* How am i supposed to know if you have body bags and it's not like you were doing anything to help them. You killed them. *tears start streaming down her face* I don't know why you didn't wait for me, you don't have to kill everyone you see. *stands up to go for the door angry and upset* Just so you know the glass and blood is cleaned off the floor too. You might want to call in someone to fix your window.
I may not have killed them, but it was still partially my fault.
I have to balance it, you see, balance the killing and healing. It doesn't have to be perfect, but... So many people have died in my name, I want to have something left of my humanity.
*smiles* That's very thoughtful. I mean, the killing part is a little upsetting and you know, a whole list is a little morbid but it's still thoughtful.
(*isn't awake, don't shoot me* *just wanted to pop in and say something* You're all loved, all cherished. Each and every one of you matters. Each and every one of you is amazing in your own way. (Needless to say, don't use my words against me.) I love all of you, even those I don't particularly know. I love all the lurkers who probably have my email, I love that random person I emailed once to try (and fail) to get her to join the blog. (Oh well.) And yes, I'm probably saying this because I should be sleeping not typing but boo hoo I'll sleep again soon. It's important you all understand how much you mean to me, because its a lot. And I hope you can all care for eachother. Thank you, for accepting me and all my flaws, for caring enough to rant at me about sleep and about not holding in emotions. Because yes in some senses blogland is a bad place, but it holds some of the brightest and purest of souls. I don't talk to people much anymore, I suppose in a way I've half left, and I'm sorry about that. I'm working on it.. so even though I didn't get to do my Halloween plot that I'd planned, I want to say thank you, and that we do care, I do care, even if it seems otherwise. Thank you.)
*takes the flower* You can't help that you're violent, some people are wired like that. But Kennedy put her bow away and I only went to make tea, you just...didn't have to kill them. You know? *smiles despite being completely exhausted and needing a shower* But that's okay, no time to dwell on the past. What do you want to do?
Hullo Kaden!! I've been trying to talk to you for a while now but stupid time zones get in the way! (It's actually kinda late but I'll sheep soon. It's not midnight yet!) Nice to meet you!!! I'm Dugglyn Carzainia the wild banshee ninja, commander of all the zombie caterpillars, leader of the world, giver of lollipops, and Be The Glue's number one fan!!! *offers a face face flavored lollipop that will change into any flavor you want*
Oh my gosh!!! Trick or treating was awesome!!! We did shop trick or treating and then ate pizza and then did the neighborhoods and I got so much candy!! And my friend's dad is funny. Though he almost let me catch my beautiful Madame Mist costume on fire! They didn't warn me!!! And tomorrow I'm gonna show you guys my beautiful costume! I put spider web tattoos around my eyes and it took for ever to scrub off! Though I did it and they looked cool!!!
I'm stressed but feel wonderful and my eyes are pretty good. How are you? How are your eyes?)
What do you want to see. Wait! Let me guess, do you want me to show you to your house? Because if you do, that's a little silly, but I'll forgive you because you're new.
(That's good! Hope the stress goes away! I'm super tired and so are my eyes but I'm happy and not at all stressed anymore which I'm happy about cause I was super stressed the past couple o days.
*shifts back* I guess. But like, you can move a plant box so that's cool too. Everybody here is really cool, even if they don't have magic, like Owl and Specs.
Claire: *drops to the ground to avoid two lasers above her* *steps over the next, keeping her body perpendicular close to the laser to avoid triggering another a few centimetres above her*
*watches from the doorway* *looks at the machine guns nervously* *looks back at Claire, trying to decide the best course of action* *starts following her, using her balance and speed to try catch up, mimicking her path*
Claire: Silente? Go- *accidentally steps on to a laser* *alarms begin to sound and the machine gun fires* *her eyes glow white and she grits her teeth, trying to stop the bullets* *feels one go straight through her foot and she cries out in pain, pulling it away from the laser* Fuck!
Claire! *tenses, settling into a running position* *bolts forwards, through the lasers, grabbing and picking up Claire, curling around her and trying to outrun the guns*
Claire: *manages to stop the bullets hitting them with her telekinesis* *pulls from Silente's grip, hissing in pain, clutching her bleeding foot* *sobs quietly*
*crouches next to her* Claire i need you to remove the bullet for me.. *forces her broken hand open, whimpering, and presses her palms together, a healing red glow coating them*
I can't. *finishes healing Claire's foot and letting go, the sigil fading out* i haven't got a sigil for that. Yet. Come on. *stands, offering Claire hee left hand up*
Claire: *draws her silenced pistol, aiming it in Silente's direction* No. You're not. Otherwise you'd have told me what's wrong. *pulls the trigger, bullet passing over Silente's shoulder to hit a thief a few metres behind her in the head*
*tenses at the gun and barely manages not to jump when she shoots it, surprised when it goes over her shoulder* Claire.. *sighs* we can talk when we get home..
Claire: Fine. We'll talk when we get home. *turns, looking back at the hallway with the lasers* *growls, her eyes glowing white* *swats the walls aside, causing the roof to pancake down on top* Fuck you, lasers. *walks over the roof towards the vault*
Does anyone else feel so bad when reading the Kaden/Raven/Kennedy roleplay up there? Because Raven's so upset at the people dying and Kaden doesn't even realise what's wrong . . . he's just like "How about I buy you a drink you'll feel better" and like . . . No. I don't think that'll help. But he just has a total obliviousness to what the problem IS and - :/ And then they go off and they just have a conversation and Raven puts so much effort into doing what she can for those dead men because she actually CARES and bgiwnpfsnikfdskhaodido crying. :/
I like Raven. I like it when everyone's being insane and she actually brings some basic human decency to the party. We need more Raven.
@Silente: As far as stories in generals go, morals and lack of morals make rather a good combination, because like - If everyone had morals, there would be nothing going wrong, apart from in a collison of morals (I mean, from a certain point of view, Hitler had morals. Just twisted ones. So that can be explored in its own right), so y'know. If no one had morals, there would be nothing wrong with beheading people and such, so that would also get boring because there woudl be nothign wrong with anything. If some people don't have morals and some do, it provides a good contrast, as it makes the actions of those without morals seem shocking and something to be corrected, and ba-damn, INTRICATE EMOTIONS AND A PLOTLINE.
*shrugs*
Feel free to correct me if I've got anythign wrong. :)
But yes. Morals are generally desirable. :P
(Actually, refering back to my Hitler-had-morals point, everyone has morals, really. "I consider myself to be a man of principal. But, what man does not? Even the cutthroat, I have noticed, considers his actions 'moral' after a fashion." Everyone has morals. So conflicting morals are really the best, I guess. :))
(@Flick presumably some traumatic roleplay where tears and shed and they learn the overall importance of lives and learn to think before they kill. *smiles* which I tend to very much enjoy coming up which.)
@Sil: I hate to burst your bubble, because it's honestly a good idea, but characters so often depend upon authors. Yes, Sophia is her own person. However, people like you and me occasionally feel the need to say that Sophia is her own person, because we need to differentiate her from other characters. Why do we need to make this differentiation? Because NOT all characters are their own people. And you can put the characters in situations to make them learn all you want, but unless you make the authors learn too, it's not really going to happen for some.
(I do have morals. They're just slightly askew. I already know the importance of life. I do not believe anyone deserves to die - just some people have to.)
Claire: I told him I'd let him live. I didn't say how long for.
@Silente: I'm not sure it's anyone's forte. Some problems would have been solved if we could have shot a few authors in the head. Sadly, we can't do that.
For many characters, it would work, though, and it'd be good plot-wise regardless. :)
I don't like sad movies... Especially when the guy finally sorts out his life, he's in love and he is going to be married, then the next morning, he hits a wallaby in his motorbike and dies...
(@Silente: I realise this isn't exactly the best way to minimalise your fear, but even if I had a gun, I'd still be in Yorkshire, England, and not within easy range of most authors. BUT ANYWAY - I wouldn't shoot people anyway. :P But yeah.)
(@star hello, I read some of your messages on morals and that I agree with some points BUT Kaden is not a reflection of me he is a warrior trained to fight to kill ,however, again is not what I am or what I believe in. Now as a question because I am new at this blog thing was it wrong for me to kill those thugs? and 2 guys if I am not doing something correctly please talk to me about it.)
(I am very happy thank you *continues huggle*) <for Chloe) (Meow <for Sil) (i don't like cats they're evil) (*offers hand shake to Kaden* I'm Garrett and you are?)
*She started to pluck out a new melody, then she stopped, scribbled down the notes. She started humming along with the chords, tryin to figure out how to continue*
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Very well, then.
*She's not used to talking with people who don't want something from her*
*pulls out the only ear bud that's still in*
*stares*
*her voice is quiet and shaky*
I could have made another daisy chain. You can't bring these guys back to life.
*pauses*
You know most people don't kill everyone in the room while someone leaves to make tea.
*looks at the ground and forces her tears down*
I've broken your teacups, I should find something to clean them up.
Raven come to the pub I will buy you a drink anything you want
*jumps out the window*
Kennedy, you should go to the pub. I'll stay here and clean up the place.
*Her face softens just a little as she turns to Raven*
I'll deal with the mess.
*A pale aqua light flows out from her fingertips and scoops up all the tea and teacup pieces, restoring them to their original state*
*yells at the window*
You guys coming or not?
Thank you.
*looks at Kennedy, her eyes just a little bit red*
But I'll still stay here, go join up with Kaden, you'll have more fun at the pub.
*Calls out to Kaden*
Just a minute?
*Looks back at Raven*
*Quieter voice*
You sure?
*Her protective big-sister instincts are starting to kick in for some reason*
Yeah, umm, I'm very sure.
*plasters a really convincing fake smile on her face*
I'm fine, I think I'll catch up with you later.
*Raises an eyebrow*
Alright then, suit yourself.
*She feels something is wrong, but she doesn't know these people*
*Pulls a lollipop out from her pocket and gives it to Raven*
See you around.
*Jumps out the window to join Kaden*
It just down the road I hope raven does not hungry there is only ale in fridge. By the way what is your name?
She has tea, I think she'll be alright.
It's Kennedy. Kennedy Smith.
*waits for the Kennedy to be out of the window before opening the lollipop and beginning to cry*
*sits with her back against the wall next to one of the dead thugs*
I'm sorry. I.....really......really.....am sorry.
*curls up and hugs her knees keeping the lollipop in her mouth*
I shouldn't have made tea, this is all my fault. I'll fix this.
*walks down the stairs with her arms out in front of her, the tears blurring her view*
Garden shed....garden shed.....
*reaches for the closest door which leads into a garage, in the far right corner there is a shovel*
*grabbing the shovel she turns off the lights and walks back up to the thugs*
I'm going to bury you all, but you'll have to wait patiently. It's takes a long time to dig holes.
Nice to meet you Kennedy my name is Kaden Pix
Ahhh were here
What do you want to drink?
Fruit juice, please. Any kind is alright.
*walks outside and travels into the Blogland woods*
*picks out a spot where there is a small clearing and begins to dig*
(Time passes, the usual happened, she sweat, she cried, and she dug.)
*she steps back staring at the four holes and begins to make her way back to the house, leaving daisies to make sure she could find her way back*
*Walks up to bar*
One ale and apple juice and some crisp and some nuts and that's it
Cashier
37.59 please
Kaden
*pays places everything on the table*
So what can you do?
*Raises an eyebrow*
You'll have to be more specific. Are you referring to magic abilities, fight training, other random skills I've picked up over the years...?
D all of the above
*said cheekily*
*before walking back upstairs she searches the cupboards in the house for a bed sheets*
*she pulls put two large ones and begins to tie them together making one big sheet*
*she lays the sheet at the bottom of the stairs and begins to methodically drag each body down the stairs and onto the sheet, all the way muttering I'm sorry to herself*
*once all the bodies and even the head are on the sheet she ties up the ends making a dumpling looking bag and begins to very slowly drag the bodies out to the holes*
*she stops before the door and looks in the fridge pulling out the pizza and putting it in her bag and then returns to the thug dumpling and starts dragging it again*
I think not, about 'shutting my trap'.
Alright then.
I can fix things. Teacups, windows.
I should have fixed the window. Ugh, I'm such an idiot.
Anyway, I can heal a little as well. I'm best with broken bones, but I can heal cuts and bruises as well. I also have training in archery, various martial arts, knife-fighting at close range and knife-throwing for longer range, though it always feels like a waste to let go of a good blade. Not so replaceable as an arrow. I can also tie a variety of knots, though I haven't bothered to memorize the names. I can speak three languages, read lips, and handle a scent hound. I can also shut up, once and a while.
*She smiles hesitantly*
What about you?
Very well, continue to be an overgrown brat, Loki. It's all the same to me. *Cold smile*
*She stops after only a couple minutes of dragging before lying down on the ground, completely exhausted*
Why!
*she begins to cry, feeling exhausted and upset that she couldn't help them*
*starts the talk to herself*
I really should have done more you know? No, you don't know, no one knows. They all just attack people, all the time, I mean, Kennedy didn't attack anyone, so I don't know, but people are always fighting it's just the world we live in.
*she stops, thinking about what Silente had said to her a while ago, 'Don't let life crush you.'*
*suddenly inspired she jumped up, and very slowly started dragging the body dumpling again*
I won't let it crush me....I won't let it crush me...
(I just have to go do some jobs. I'll bury the bodies, in a minute. Bye.
Also, potatoes Loki, at least pretend to not completely hate us all!)
I can do things with my voice... Moving things shatter bones Imamate voices and supersonic hearing I am trained in martial arts and sword fighting I have studied weaponry for years and what I would call and experts I also have very good aim but that is about it.
By the way I had a run in with a rouge vampire and she broke some bones in my hand can you have a look ?
*unwrapping hand*
((Okay, Raven. Sorry, by the way.))
I see.
*She grabs his hand, and surrounds it with that aqua light of hers*
*The bones mend, slowly but surely*
*It will probably hurt, since the bones are moving around a bit but it'll feel a lot better in several hours and should be fully functional again*
Not a problem.
*She sips her juice*
*It seems to be restoring her energy*
( be back in ten )
( I am back)
*skulls drink*
Well I better go check on raven
Alright.
See you around.
*She stands, nods and walks out of the pub*
*A shadow detaches itself from the wall and follows*
*finally manages to drag the bodies out to the holes and when she gets there she has a little dance and then she remembers that there are dead people near her and she composes herself*
*slowly working out which bodies need what body parts she separates them into the four holes and slowly but surely begins to cover them with dirt*
*once all the bodies have been buried she pulls off her bag and put the pizza next to her before emptying the contents onto the floor*
*spread out a cross the dirt there are hundreds of daisies and she starts to work them into four wreaths, by the fourth one she has to start deconstructing her own daisy chains to complete it*
*the graves are topped with the wreaths and she stuffs the sheet back onto her bag and sits back down to eat the pizza and talk to the bodies*
So look, I'm really sorry that my friend killed you all, I'm not sure of how much of a friend he is, but a lot of people kill other people and so I can't really do anything. You can all go to a better place now, goodbye.
*walks away back to Kaden's house to clean up the blood and wash the sheet*
*Gets home and see raven*
Raven they were my good bed sheets why did you not use the body bags
*reaches between the sofa pulls out a handful of bags*
*When she gets to the house she throws the sheet into the washing machine and fills a bucket with soapy water*
*Carries the bucket of water upstairs and uses a cloth the wipe up the blood off the floor*
*when everything is finally clean she stares out the broken window and checks her reflection in a shard of glass*
*her face is covered in dirt and blood and her hair has fell all over her face*
*taking a deep breath she walks back downstair and sits on the couch, just wanting to sleep.
.
(Hello)
*Jumps back when she sees Kaden, her eyes filling with water again*
I'm sorry, I washed the bed sheets, I just...
*frowns*
How am i supposed to know if you have body bags and it's not like you were doing anything to help them. You killed them.
*tears start streaming down her face*
I don't know why you didn't wait for me, you don't have to kill everyone you see.
*stands up to go for the door angry and upset*
Just so you know the glass and blood is cleaned off the floor too. You might want to call in someone to fix your window.
(Hello Adra.)
Thanks raven I could of fixed it and I was gonna find a healer and I am so sorry
I am gonna get my left over pizza and we can talk about it
There's no point in killing someone if you're just going to heal them and i ate your pizza. Bye Kaden.
*turns and walks out he door*
(( [hugs Noelle] [hums softly] ))
*Kennedy sits on a bench, writing in a notebook*
That ended badly
*goes to bed*
*sees Kennedy and walk over to her*
What are you writing?
I'm adding to my list of the dead.
I may not have killed them, but it was still partially my fault.
I have to balance it, you see, balance the killing and healing. It doesn't have to be perfect, but... So many people have died in my name, I want to have something left of my humanity.
*smiles*
That's very thoughtful. I mean, the killing part is a little upsetting and you know, a whole list is a little morbid but it's still thoughtful.
*Sighs*
*Goes*
* yells out to raven*
Hey raven
*jumps and runs toward her*
(Sorry, I have to go now, the times gotten away from me and I need to study, I'll be back later. Bye)
Yeah. Sorry about that.
The killing thing, I mean.
My plan was to arrest them and bring them into the nearest Sanctuary to face a trial.
*She grimaces*
I botched the whole thing up.
((I'm really sorry, Adra.))
((Goodbye Raven))
( bye guys)
(*isn't awake, don't shoot me* *just wanted to pop in and say something*
You're all loved, all cherished. Each and every one of you matters. Each and every one of you is amazing in your own way. (Needless to say, don't use my words against me.) I love all of you, even those I don't particularly know. I love all the lurkers who probably have my email, I love that random person I emailed once to try (and fail) to get her to join the blog. (Oh well.) And yes, I'm probably saying this because I should be sleeping not typing but boo hoo I'll sleep again soon. It's important you all understand how much you mean to me, because its a lot. And I hope you can all care for eachother. Thank you, for accepting me and all my flaws, for caring enough to rant at me about sleep and about not holding in emotions. Because yes in some senses blogland is a bad place, but it holds some of the brightest and purest of souls. I don't talk to people much anymore, I suppose in a way I've half left, and I'm sorry about that. I'm working on it.. so even though I didn't get to do my Halloween plot that I'd planned, I want to say thank you, and that we do care, I do care, even if it seems otherwise. Thank you.)
(And now, in hopes of lessening the double black eye effect lack of sleep has given me, I'm gonna try sleep again. Night.)
(Anyone out there)
(Hello Kaden.)
Raven here take this
*hands a rose*
Sorry for the violence
*takes the flower*
You can't help that you're violent, some people are wired like that. But Kennedy put her bow away and I only went to make tea, you just...didn't have to kill them. You know?
*smiles despite being completely exhausted and needing a shower*
But that's okay, no time to dwell on the past. What do you want to do?
(So how are you Kaden?)
Hullo Kaden!! I've been trying to talk to you for a while now but stupid time zones get in the way! (It's actually kinda late but I'll sheep soon. It's not midnight yet!)
Nice to meet you!!! I'm Dugglyn Carzainia the wild banshee ninja, commander of all the zombie caterpillars, leader of the world, giver of lollipops, and Be The Glue's number one fan!!!
*offers a face face flavored lollipop that will change into any flavor you want*
Oh my gosh!!! Trick or treating was awesome!!! We did shop trick or treating and then ate pizza and then did the neighborhoods and I got so much candy!! And my friend's dad is funny. Though he almost let me catch my beautiful Madame Mist costume on fire! They didn't warn me!!!
And tomorrow I'm gonna show you guys my beautiful costume! I put spider web tattoos around my eyes and it took for ever to scrub off! Though I did it and they looked cool!!!
(Hello Elleni.)
Hey El!! How was the Halloween party?!
Hey Raven!!!
How be's all of yous?! How be's yous eyes!?
( good thanks how about you)
I want you to show me something!
Cool!!
Hi Elleni I am Kaden, Kaden Pix nice to meet you
*puts out hand*
(Hello Dugglyn.
I'm stressed but feel wonderful and my eyes are pretty good. How are you? How are your eyes?)
What do you want to see. Wait! Let me guess, do you want me to show you to your house? Because if you do, that's a little silly, but I'll forgive you because you're new.
(Shoot, did I already meet you Kaden?
Soy I'm really tired and going to sheep soon. Just wanted to say hi!)
(That's good! Hope the stress goes away!
I'm super tired and so are my eyes but I'm happy and not at all stressed anymore which I'm happy about cause I was super stressed the past couple o days.
(Um El, shakes head?! :P)
(That's good Dug.)
To Ellenie: it is a pleasure
To raven: somthing really cool and Intresting
To dugglyn( ohhh just briefly)
I have nothing to show you that's cool and interesting.
Do somthing special raven I know you can do somthing!
I can...sing out of key pretty well.
Awesome El!!! Sounds so fun!!!!!!!
Ok, I'm gonna sheep! Goodnight!
(Or any other time! :))
Raven come on it will be fun
(That sounded really cool Elleni. Bye Dug. Sweet dreams.)
To sing out of key? Ok.
Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.
Raven watch this
*sings making the plant box move*
Now what can you really do?!!
Ooooooooh! You want me to show you my powers? Alrighty then.
*shifts changing into a raven*
This is what I can do.
(That's sweet Elleni.)
That's so cool!!
*shifts back*
I guess. But like, you can move a plant box so that's cool too. Everybody here is really cool, even if they don't have magic, like Owl and Specs.
So, the tour bus has wifi.
Darwin is hot. And humid. And my shoulders are blistered.
We went to a zoo yesterday, we saw some crocodiles.
If anyone wants to know where I am right now, look up Kathrine Gorge.
We're leaving now.
I'll be distant...
(Hello Rose.)
( hello rose)
(I should probably go do some more study. These land form songs aren't going to write themselves.)
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And book.
Hi everyone!!
*Cuddles those who wants cuddles*
*Waves politely at those who dont*
Msd
Gah!! Stupid timezones re screwing with men
(Hello.)
(Sorry about last night Soph, I fell asleep.)
Claire please...I don't want to see you hurt...
(It is no problem. I am glad that you went to sleep sooner. *hugs her*)
Claire: *calls back down to her* I've already been hurt. *cartwheels over the first laser, letting Silente drop accidentally*
(*hugs back* I couldn't keep my eyes open.)
*lands and bolts up after her, armour forgotten, focused on reaching Claire*
(I understand. It is fine.)
Claire: *drops to the ground to avoid two lasers above her* *steps over the next, keeping her body perpendicular close to the laser to avoid triggering another a few centimetres above her*
*watches from the doorway*
*looks at the machine guns nervously*
*looks back at Claire, trying to decide the best course of action*
*starts following her, using her balance and speed to try catch up, mimicking her path*
Claire: Silente? Go-
*accidentally steps on to a laser* *alarms begin to sound and the machine gun fires*
*her eyes glow white and she grits her teeth, trying to stop the bullets* *feels one go straight through her foot and she cries out in pain, pulling it away from the laser* Fuck!
Claire!
*tenses, settling into a running position*
*bolts forwards, through the lasers, grabbing and picking up Claire, curling around her and trying to outrun the guns*
Claire: *manages to stop the bullets hitting them with her telekinesis* *pulls from Silente's grip, hissing in pain, clutching her bleeding foot* *sobs quietly*
*crouches next to her* Claire i need you to remove the bullet for me.. *forces her broken hand open, whimpering, and presses her palms together, a healing red glow coating them*
Claire: *sobs and twists her hand near her foot, her eyes glowing white* *removes the bullet and drops it on the floor*
*wraps both hands around her foot, healing the bullet wound, tense and forcing herself to stay quiet despite the pain in her hand*
Claire: Fix your hand.
I can't. *finishes healing Claire's foot and letting go, the sigil fading out* i haven't got a sigil for that. Yet. Come on. *stands, offering Claire hee left hand up*
Claire: *uses her hand to pull herself up* *shreds the sleeves of her t-shirt, wrapping them around Silente's hand*
*protests to her ripping the shirt but sighs and shuts up when its apparent claire won't listen*
*once her hand is wrapped* thanks....and sorry.
Claire: *sighs and shakes her head* ... I'm angry, Silente...
I know you are and I'm sorry for pissing you off. And for setting off the machine guns. And bringing your armour.
Parents woke me up early. Going shopping in Nottingham. Which sucks.
Have a good day!
- K
*surprisetacklehugs Sil* :)
Claire: *draws her silenced pistol, aiming it in Silente's direction* No. You're not. Otherwise you'd have told me what's wrong. *pulls the trigger, bullet passing over Silente's shoulder to hit a thief a few metres behind her in the head*
(*hugs Kas back*)
*tenses at the gun and barely manages not to jump when she shoots it, surprised when it goes over her shoulder* Claire.. *sighs* we can talk when we get home..
Claire: What's this, you're actually wanting to talk to me? *shoots a second thief in the head*
Claire come on. I don't want to talk about what's wrong no but I'd rather talk than I would be silent.
Claire: Fine. We'll talk when we get home. *turns, looking back at the hallway with the lasers* *growls, her eyes glowing white* *swats the walls aside, causing the roof to pancake down on top* Fuck you, lasers. *walks over the roof towards the vault*
(I will be back in a moment.)
*rolls her eyes and follows behind claire*
(*sneaks in* PINCH PUNCH FORST OF THE MONTH NO RETURN!!! *pinches and punches everyone*)
(... Where is people?)
:O
What did I do????
*hugs Elleni* Thank you. :) :) Thank you a lot. :) :) And I'm sorry for ruining roleplay for you. :/
(People is sleepy.)
(I was going to go to folly farm today... Until my mums car broke. Now I have all day to complete my English commentary ... Yay!)
Does anyone else feel so bad when reading the Kaden/Raven/Kennedy roleplay up there?
Because Raven's so upset at the people dying and Kaden doesn't even realise what's wrong . . . he's just like "How about I buy you a drink you'll feel better" and like . . .
No. I don't think that'll help.
But he just has a total obliviousness to what the problem IS and - :/
And then they go off and they just have a conversation and Raven puts so much effort into doing what she can for those dead men because she actually CARES and bgiwnpfsnikfdskhaodido crying. :/
I like Raven. I like it when everyone's being insane and she actually brings some basic human decency to the party. We need more Raven.
*a man steps from the vault, locking it behind him* *he draws a pistol*
Claire: *her eyes glow white and he aims the gun at his own head instead* Tell me the code. And you will live.
(Hear hear Star!)
(*hugs Star* Morals. Roleplay needs more morals. *starts plotting*)
*stands behind Claire slightly, determinded not to get in her way or upset her any more*
*staying silent*
(*sits in corner and has tea and biscuits* )
Man: Uh... 9357060.
Claire: Thank you. *makes him shoot himself in the head* *taps the code into the vault and opens the door*
That..
*shakes her head and shuts up again, following*
Claire: What?
@Silente: As far as stories in generals go, morals and lack of morals make rather a good combination, because like -
If everyone had morals, there would be nothing going wrong, apart from in a collison of morals (I mean, from a certain point of view, Hitler had morals. Just twisted ones. So that can be explored in its own right), so y'know.
If no one had morals, there would be nothing wrong with beheading people and such, so that would also get boring because there woudl be nothign wrong with anything.
If some people don't have morals and some do, it provides a good contrast, as it makes the actions of those without morals seem shocking and something to be corrected, and ba-damn, INTRICATE EMOTIONS AND A PLOTLINE.
*shrugs*
Feel free to correct me if I've got anythign wrong. :)
But yes. Morals are generally desirable. :P
(Actually, refering back to my Hitler-had-morals point, everyone has morals, really. "I consider myself to be a man of principal. But, what man does not? Even the cutthroat, I have noticed, considers his actions 'moral' after a fashion."
Everyone has morals.
So conflicting morals are really the best, I guess. :))
(I will be back in a moment.)
That wasn' necessary.
(@Star okay then Blogland needs more good morals then. The characters need to be taught a lesson..)
(how do we go about that SIl? )
(@Flick presumably some traumatic roleplay where tears and shed and they learn the overall importance of lives and learn to think before they kill. *smiles* which I tend to very much enjoy coming up which.)
(sounds good )
(In theory yes however there are difficulties to such rolepla-
Oh. Oh. Hmmm...)
@Sil: I hate to burst your bubble, because it's honestly a good idea, but characters so often depend upon authors. Yes, Sophia is her own person. However, people like you and me occasionally feel the need to say that Sophia is her own person, because we need to differentiate her from other characters. Why do we need to make this differentiation? Because NOT all characters are their own people.
And you can put the characters in situations to make them learn all you want, but unless you make the authors learn too, it's not really going to happen for some.
*That said, it's going to happen for many, and it'll be enjoyable reading nevertheless, plus as mentioned, it's honestly a good idea. :)
(I do have morals. They're just slightly askew. I already know the importance of life. I do not believe anyone deserves to die - just some people have to.)
Claire: I told him I'd let him live. I didn't say how long for.
(*tilts head at Star* hmm..interesting....you have to make the authors learn along with the characters...that isn't my forte...)
*sighs* just walk.
Claire: We have to take the painting back first.
@Sophia: They're not that askew . . .
@Silente: I'm not sure it's anyone's forte. Some problems would have been solved if we could have shot a few authors in the head. Sadly, we can't do that.
For many characters, it would work, though, and it'd be good plot-wise regardless. :)
*Magestically strums her guitar*
*Totes ain't crying because of Red Dog*
*Stops playing her guitar and pauses for a moment*
*Starts sobbing*
Then let's get the painting, save the civilians, return the painting and go home shall we?
(*huggles Death tightly*)
(O_O *stares at Star*)
( hello world)
*Sets her guitar aside and hugs Penguin back*
Hey...
(*slowly backs away from Star and makes a mental note not to give her a gun*)
(hey Kaden ^^
*gives Death brownies* here you go, do you want to talk?)
(How is everyone)
(I am good ^^ you?)
(@Kaden slightly concerned that Star is going to become a mass murderer who thinks shooting people solves problems...)
I don't like sad movies... Especially when the guy finally sorts out his life, he's in love and he is going to be married, then the next morning, he hits a wallaby in his motorbike and dies...
*Takes brownie slowly and cuddles tighter*
(@Silente: I realise this isn't exactly the best way to minimalise your fear, but even if I had a gun, I'd still be in Yorkshire, England, and not within easy range of most authors.
BUT ANYWAY -
I wouldn't shoot people anyway. :P But yeah.)
(Hi Death. :) *Hugs*)
(Hi Kaden!)
(Did Inky appear? *frowns* Hi Inky!)
(aww Death *huggles tightly*
try and think up 5 things that make you happy)
@Sil: Um, sorry. :P
*hugs*
Eh, shooting people is never good. It's just sometimes less bad.
(Hey Star! I have been here since 9:28 XD )
( @ silente ohh shooting what a delicate subject)
Claire: Yes. The hostages are in the vault also. This is a more secure part of the building.
('Even if I haf a gun I'd only be in the same county as you so thats fine!' Very calming star. *hugs*)
Roland.
J (guy from school)
Capuchin monkeys.
Loki.
Lament by Maggie Stavfater.
(Not in any particular order)
Vaults tend to be. Okay, come on stop talking and...get the painting.
(Death, now pick one of them and think why it makes you happy)
@Sil: I wouldn't shoot you or Dragona, don't worry. :) *hugs*
@Inky: Ah . . . yes.
SORRY
I HAVE BAD ATTENTION. XD
Claire: Yes. *walks into the vault*
(don't worry ^^ im not the most attention grabbing person in the world...I always sneak up on people)
Monkey.
Because the cappuchin monkeys are just smart and they're so beautiful and OH MY GOD!!
The ending of Red Dog...
(Death...now think why the other things make you happy)
(*laughs* you do tend to surprise me star.)
*follows her into the vault, still behind her*
But Inky!!!
Red Dog!!
:'(
(try and not focus on that...
I don't tend to cry in films...I think theres something wrong with me)
I want a Blakey cuddle...
Or a Loki cuddle...
*Picks up her guitar again and plays You Make Me Smile*
Claire: Are you alright?
(Morning everyone)
(Garr *glomps*+)(
I will be. Lets get this done, we can talk at home. And at this rate you aren't going to get enough sleep.
(@star hello, I read some of your messages on morals and that I agree with some points BUT Kaden is not a reflection of me he is a warrior trained to fight to kill ,however, again is not what I am or what I believe in. Now as a question because I am new at this blog thing was it wrong for me to kill those thugs? and 2 guys if I am not doing something correctly please talk to me about it.)
(Wolfie!! *accepts glomping and holds you in a huggle* how be you this fine morning?)
(Hello Star, Sil, Soph, Rose and kaden how be you all?)
(I be great thanks ^^
And im sorry Death, im really bad at making people feel better)
(you Rhos?)
(Hey Garfield)
(Great thanks)
(I am very happy thank you *continues huggle*) <for Chloe)
(Meow <for Sil) (i don't like cats they're evil)
(*offers hand shake to Kaden* I'm Garrett and you are?)
R: Nup
Me: Yeah
R: Nup
Me: Yeah
R: Nup
Me: Yeah
R: Nah
Me: You broke our streak...
(*GASP* You....don't...like...cats?)
*shakes hand*
Kaden, Kaden Pix
(whose up for rp?)
Claire: That's true. *holsters her pistol and draws her hatchets instead*
(nope, they are EVIL!!)
(i like dogs)
( hey inky i'll rp)
(and Me please)
*draws a sword with her left hand, waiting for Claire to lead*
(^^okay
DOGS ARE THE BEST!)
*sits in bar*
Tawnee: *wonders about the house*
*She started to pluck out a new melody, then she stopped, scribbled down the notes. She started humming along with the chords, tryin to figure out how to continue*
Claire: *presses herself against the wall when they reach a corner, moving along the wall*
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