*Waits a little while longer, then clicks her leg back into place with a low hiss, then springs from the ground, flying fast back to where she left Loki* *She lands there with a stumble*
You say you live longer then the other Midgardians, how long do you live for? I am rather curious as to why someone such as yourself is able to live just as long as I, a god.
Aretha: *watches her go with a sigh, and decides to just wait there* *lays back in the grass, staring at the sky, and running her fingers over the bruises that litter her arms*
Zafira:Ari, is it true? Are you back? I really want to see you again! *sits alone in the living room, thinking out loud hoping perhaps using her son's ability will help get to Ari*
Look, I feel as if I should re-establish myself here, Loki.
I'm an anthropologist. I study people at certain points of time- an outside observer to everything, that is. I'm not supposed to interfere with anyone, and I'm afraid that becoming romantically involved with you would be, in the long run, detrimental. Physically involved is another thing, but certainly not romantically.
Pathetic Midgardian. Do you really think I would ever become romantically involved with you? I have learned you are extremely foolish, I do not have feelings towards any of your kind. I am a god, I will not be romantically attached to such as yourself. I was playing around, to see what I could possibly do to you. You were foolish enough to get close to me.
*Sighs, and springs into the air again- with less energy- and flies the best that she can back to Aretha* *Always hated to land near trees, and a sudden draft throws her off-course, sending her falling into the lake with a startled scream* *Lands with a splash*
*walks back towards the lake, now frozen, and walks to the center of the lake* *uses the ice to form a podium like ice sculpture to see over Blogland* Pathetic, all of them. They think I will not take over their realm, they are arrogant, and fools. They long to be ruled, even those like Alastair, and soon they will be. Zafira, take down that Elder of yours.
*watches Alexis and Ravel come, and waits very patiently* *walks towards the shoreline* I would suggest not to attack me, or I shall have Zafira kill one of her own Elders.
Ravel: She would never have joined you willingly. She is sworn to protect the mortals, not rule them.
Alexis: Your sceptre does something, you can make people do what you want. I'm a Sensitive, I know about controlling people. You have magic like my own.
I do, Alexis. You figured things out much faster then I expected. You wish to know what I did to your wife, I enlightened her. Did you not once wish to rule the earth, Ravel? I am doing such, you are Grand Mage of Ireland, you can join your wife.
Aretha: But this isn't for the fun of it. I've beaten you before, Zaf- we both know I'm better in combat. I don't want to hurt you, so just stay away from me.
*appears beside Valencia, and sweeps the shadows away with his own* I'll have you know right now that I don't think you worth the trouble it takes to save you.
Aretha: *decidedly doesn't go* I don't leave people to die, Valencia, but thanks for trying. You're outnumbered and less skilled now, Zaf. Just don't start.
Zafira: I am not less skilled, I am much better then you think. *uses the air to send Aretha at a tree, and ignores Alastair, he is not my focus right now*
((side note, I really cant stop attacking until I get Ari or I am hurt enough I physically cannot go after her.))
*sighs irritably, as though he'd forgotten something* I was supposed to be kinder to you, wasn't I... Well. Adra isn't here now, anyway, so I suppose it hardly matters. Just consider yourself fortunate that I showed up. *uses air to counteract Zafira's, leaving Aretha where she is, and throws a few shards of ice from the moisture in the air at Zafira*
*teleports inside the box, vanishing with Aretha, and then comes back for Valencia* *they'll find themselves in a small cabin in the woods* *returns to face Zafira* Now what do you intend to do?
Zafira: *sends shadows at Alastair* I will hunt her down, Alastair and when I do...you can ask any name to stop me I wont Loki wants her he can get her
Right okay today is a time to be organised. To get stuff done. To do homework and NOT let blogland distract me! If I come on today after and hour or so tell me to do homework!
you know when you find a new song and you just listen to it over and over and over like tons of times in one day and then continue the next day and then you're just thoroughly obsessed with it for a while well, i'm doing that with a full album much lyricsspamming may occur :P
I love how the letters in word art are so dependent on each other. Like . . . I just had this section with an 'r', an 'e and an 'f'. And I was drawing the 'f', and it didn't look quite how it looked on my draft even though the letters were all in proportion to each other correctly, so I looked and I saw I hadn't made the 'r' pointy enough, which meant that the 'e' wasn't spiky enough, which meant that the 'f' was too blocky. Idk. :) It's cool. And, like . . . Especially with my Adrenaline word art I just did . . . All the letters make other letters. :O And the border of one letters contributes to the border of multiple other letters, so they're all linked in in a chain, and if you took one out, all the surrounding letters would be deformed. It's so cool. O_O
Okay I'm taking a break from telescopes and mouths and tessellation and lenses and shading and proportions and writing and researching and omg you have no idea I've ended up in a drawing competition with my sister. Who has already done GCSE AND A LEVEL art. As well as my dad. Who has also done GCSE and A level art. I'm sooooo tired. Okay wbd if I'm here at all
You know, my mum was really good at art, and when she was doing her GCSEs, her mum (my grandma) always used to say to her that so long as she passed her art, it was okay (because she would just OBVIOUSLY pass her art, so it was a reassuring thing.) And my mum was helping everyone else with their art and everything because she was good at it. And then she passed all her GCSEs except her art one.
*shrugs* GCSE art. Load of rubbish. :)
(It might have been O levels rather than GCSEs, actually, but either way - same thing.)
ED – thank you for being a king to the penguins. For oddness and laughs and the requiem ball. Thanks for the memories and thanks for the fun. Thanks for the craziness.
Do you know I count your heartbeats before you sleep (you sleep)? I bite my fingernails to bone (to bone) And then I crawl back under the stairwell To a place I call my home.
I really hope you enjoy the show, Because for me, it's just a bad day. You need people like me to feel.
Maybe we're just having too much fun. Maybe you can't handle yourself, Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
You'll never know I don't know where I'm going to sleep tonight. She said, "Hotels are cheap, And there's one down the street." But, don't you threaten me with a good time. Murder the moment. My God, I'm the serpent. I'm sorry, I can't see that you truly love me.
Maybe we're just having too much fun. Maybe you can't handle yourself, Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
I've been having this dream that we can fly, So maybe if we never wake up, we can see the sky.
Oh, alright.
Please, don't take this out on me, 'Cause you're the only thing that's keeping me alive. And I don't wanna wait for the down-set date 'Cause I would rather end it all tonight. And if I mean anything to you, I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind.
Maybe we're just having too much fun. Maybe you can't handle yourself, Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
I've been having this dream that we can fly, So darling, close your eyes. 'Cause you're about to miss everything (about to miss everything) About to miss everything (about to miss everything)
We aren't sure yet. Voting ends Monday. Then Fabi is running the votes through this computer program of hers. We'll announce when it will be a couple days before probably.
Sorry. I'm just... I'm still furious with a lot of people for a lot of reasons and I'm just in a crappy mood. I'll just leave. I might be back later, I don't know. Just... Sorry.
*hugs Luce* You know I'm always here for you if you need me. (I don't even care if you're not even on here right now. I will say it over and over and over again until my (albeit internet) voice gets hoarse because that's what friends are for)
Uh, I think I was sleeping at the time... Or somewhere else... Because I was not aware of this! *She grins... Ten frowns. The expression looks odd on her face. Her voice turns confused for a brief moment* Why are you here, Loki? Why are you not in Asguard? You are not of this world, though you could shape it into something beautiful... *She shakes her head quickly and the excited tone and maniacal grin reappear*
*She whirls, tripping over her own feet and lands on the ground heavily. She glares at Alistair* Jerk. Don't scare lunatics... It's painful... For both the lunatic and the scare-er...
*She glares at the hand for a moment before se takes it* Thank you... *Her voice is cold, creating an eerie contrast between her normal, bubbly self and now*
@Alastair: Blogland is the people that reside in the place. We are Blogland. Without us, Blogland would not exist. And when Sir says hi to Blogland, he's saying hi to all the Bloglandians. (Blogland is also a physical place, but think of it as like Adra. Adra is the people who roleplays the character and she is also the character who is roleplayed. They just have the same name and that makes things confusing.)
Blogland is simultaneously a physical space (well, we'd like to think that) and a society, and when Sir - or any other Bloglandian - addresses their words to Blogland, they are often addressing the peopel of Blogland. :3
We just want you to feel the best that we can, Sir. And unfortunately, our written word is all we have to communicate to you our support and love. Though, I'm sure, if we were physically with you, you would be at the bottom of a suffocating pile of people.
*hugs Star* Thanks. He's just shooting arrows at the fridge now... So I think that means he's a lot calmer. He's not shouting anymore, so that's definitely good. I don't know. I'll still be distant though - doing work... x
That was until someone decided to mess around with my emotions, Alastair. That was sick what you did, Valencia, you kissed me, do you really think I would have one along with it if I did not have a small feeling for you? Stupid Midgardians.
Yes, but I did because I expected that you, a racist against my kind, wouldn't. Humans have a thing called "friends with benefits", and I think you should look it up.
Well, she did tell you from the start that she didn't love you. It's rather obvious that she wouldn't, really, if you take into consideration her jobs and her actions thus far.
I only have fourteen books left now. And that's sort of ace, but also very sad. Because that means I only own fifteen copies of my own book now and there are so many people who have copies and I just feel bad for them because wow is it terrible
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Thank you, Loki!
Zafira: *is sitting in the treehouse,deathly silent*
*Waits a little while longer, then clicks her leg back into place with a low hiss, then springs from the ground, flying fast back to where she left Loki*
*She lands there with a stumble*
Are you alright? *offers her a hand, slightly concerned for her*
*Waves his hand off* I'm alright, thank you. *Stands to her feet, pulling out her notepad*
You say you live longer then the other Midgardians, how long do you live for? I am rather curious as to why someone such as yourself is able to live just as long as I, a god.
Aretha: *watches her go with a sigh, and decides to just wait there* *lays back in the grass, staring at the sky, and running her fingers over the bruises that litter her arms*
Oh, I'm not capable of living that long. I'll probably last two hundred or so years.
That is a pity, a pity indeed.
Zafira:Ari, is it true? Are you back? I really want to see you again! *sits alone in the living room, thinking out loud hoping perhaps using her son's ability will help get to Ari*
..Right..
Look, I feel as if I should re-establish myself here, Loki.
I'm an anthropologist. I study people at certain points of time- an outside observer to everything, that is. I'm not supposed to interfere with anyone, and I'm afraid that becoming romantically involved with you would be, in the long run, detrimental. Physically involved is another thing, but certainly not romantically.
...I'm sorry.
Pathetic Midgardian. Do you really think I would ever become romantically involved with you? I have learned you are extremely foolish, I do not have feelings towards any of your kind. I am a god, I will not be romantically attached to such as yourself. I was playing around, to see what I could possibly do to you. You were foolish enough to get close to me.
*Midgardians
I know not why the computer deleted an entire word.
*Sighs, and springs into the air again- with less energy- and flies the best that she can back to Aretha*
*Always hated to land near trees, and a sudden draft throws her off-course, sending her falling into the lake with a startled scream*
*Lands with a splash*
Aretha: *is incapable of reading minds or hearing thoughts that aren't directly placed in her mind; she isn't a sensitive*
*walks back towards the lake, now frozen, and walks to the center of the lake* *uses the ice to form a podium like ice sculpture to see over Blogland* Pathetic, all of them. They think I will not take over their realm, they are arrogant, and fools. They long to be ruled, even those like Alastair, and soon they will be. Zafira, take down that Elder of yours.
*Splashes from the water, dashing for the house, her wing broken from hitting a tree* Aretha!
Zafira: *grabs my knives and uses Aro's magic to locate Aretha, and shadow-walks to the cottage*
Ravel: Aro! Where is your mother?
Aro: She...oh god she escaped.
Ravel: Loki must have given her an order. God knows what.
Aretha: *springs up, and runs over to Valencia* Can I help you with something? Are you okay?
Ravel: Alexis, come with me. Aro, watch Olivia.
Alexis: Ravel, where are we going?
Ravel: To pay a visit to a god.
Alexis: You're insane, extremely insane.
Ravel: Come on Alexis. *goes down*
Alexis: He froze the lake!
Zafira: *wanders through, hiding in the shadows, and watches Ari, waiting for a good time to strike*
Aretha, we have to go- Loki will be coming for you!
*watches Alexis and Ravel come, and waits very patiently* *walks towards the shoreline* I would suggest not to attack me, or I shall have Zafira kill one of her own Elders.
Zafira: *steps from the shadows* Loki does not want Aretha.
Ravel: What the hell did you do to my wife?
I know not what you speak of, Ravel. I have not harmed her, I wish no harm upon such a useful ally.
Aretha: Oh, I guess that didn't go very well, then- how about you? You don't exactly look well enough to fly out of here. Should I call for help?
Aretha: *turns to face Zafira* Why should I trust you?
Ravel: She would never have joined you willingly. She is sworn to protect the mortals, not rule them.
Alexis: Your sceptre does something, you can make people do what you want. I'm a Sensitive, I know about controlling people. You have magic like my own.
Zafira: Because I am your friend. Ari when would I hurt you? I don't hurt friends for the fun of it.
No, I can fly us out.
*Steps between Zafira and Aretha* Zafira, that's highly improbable. *Begins to slowly back to the door*
I do, Alexis. You figured things out much faster then I expected. You wish to know what I did to your wife, I enlightened her. Did you not once wish to rule the earth, Ravel? I am doing such, you are Grand Mage of Ireland, you can join your wife.
Aretha: But this isn't for the fun of it. I've beaten you before, Zaf- we both know I'm better in combat. I don't want to hurt you, so just stay away from me.
Zafira: *sends shadows at Valencia's arms, like little shadow knives, ready to pierce the skin* Escape, you die.
Alexis: So...you are saying...you mind control her?
Ravel: Not like you, I would not do what you did. I cannot allow you to harm anymore people. *summons a flame, and throws it at Loki*
Zafira: Ari, I am not here to hurt you. I promise, why would Loki even want you?
Eight times to die- death isn't a issue.
*Pulls away, pushing Aretha* Go!
I would not have done that. *the flame touches me, and I disappear only to really be behind Ravel and sends a dagger at his neck*
Who the hell are you here for? I know that Loki is controlling you. I heard him.
*appears beside Valencia, and sweeps the shadows away with his own* I'll have you know right now that I don't think you worth the trouble it takes to save you.
Aretha: *decidedly doesn't go* I don't leave people to die, Valencia, but thanks for trying.
You're outnumbered and less skilled now, Zaf. Just don't start.
Ravel: *turns and ducks away from the dagger, and uses draws his own knife and lunges at Loki, knife towards his neck*
I wasn't going to be left- I was going to run like hell.
*Bitterly* Too kind, Alastair.
Zafira: I am not less skilled, I am much better then you think. *uses the air to send Aretha at a tree, and ignores Alastair, he is not my focus right now*
((side note, I really cant stop attacking until I get Ari or I am hurt enough I physically cannot go after her.))
*uses sceptre to hit Ravel in the head, hard enough to hopefully knock him out, or make his vision blurred*
*Looks around* *Curses, and turns to Aretha* *She can't fly properly just yet*
Ravel: *staggers away from Loki, vision turning black*
Alexis: We shall take our leave now, Loki.
*sighs irritably, as though he'd forgotten something* I was supposed to be kinder to you, wasn't I... Well. Adra isn't here now, anyway, so I suppose it hardly matters. Just consider yourself fortunate that I showed up.
*uses air to counteract Zafira's, leaving Aretha where she is, and throws a few shards of ice from the moisture in the air at Zafira*
Zafira: *uses shadows to smash the shards, and then uses the air to make a box around Ari* You should leave me alone, Alastair.
I shall be mericful. *leaves*
*Moves to Aretha* Would you like me to take you somewhere hidden?
I have to sleep...
Aretha, if you manage to get to her, Valencia will fly you to a safe house in Russia.
*teleports inside the box, vanishing with Aretha, and then comes back for Valencia* *they'll find themselves in a small cabin in the woods* *returns to face Zafira* Now what do you intend to do?
Also, you all can do whatever you wish to do to Valencia in my presence- torture, death, etc. go for it.
Zafira: Where is she?! *looks ready to kill Alastair*
Why would I tell you?
Zafira: *sends shadows at Alastair* I will hunt her down, Alastair and when I do...you can ask any name to stop me I wont Loki wants her he can get her
*walks along the lake, devising his scheme*
((I may as well sleep))
( I saw these guys today in Melbourne. I'm in the running to go to Antarctica for a week. Keep an eye on these guys, okay?
http://www.outeredgepolarchallenge.com.au/blog/
))
Right okay today is a time to be organised. To get stuff done. To do homework and NOT let blogland distract me! If I come on today after and hour or so tell me to do homework!
I always get distracted by Blogland... It's really not good.
Same but I have a butt load of homework to do and I need to concentrate as best I can..
Shit homework. I knew there was something I forgot.
@snow lol yw for reminding you I think.
Ooooooh my gaaaaawwd. I hate telescopes. Why the hell do we have to research the history of them. It's stupid.
Avenged Sevenfold are so beautiful :O
Anyway.
I finished a section of my word art!!!! :)
*cries due to bordem and homework and omg not even halfway through this assignment never mind art why oh why the hell does homework exist*
*hugs Silente* :( I'm sorry.
Guuuuyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys...
Does anyone know of any famous people doing loads for mental health? Let me know if you do! More research done for this project the better... :3
@Mushroom: No, sorry. D:
you know when you find a new song and you just listen to it over and over and over like tons of times in one day and then continue the next day
and then you're just thoroughly obsessed with it for a while
well, i'm doing that with a full album
much lyricsspamming may occur :P
--->
XD
hello?
@Snow: *laughs* XD XD
Hi Ed! :)
I love how the letters in word art are so dependent on each other.
Like . . .
I just had this section with an 'r', an 'e and an 'f'.
And I was drawing the 'f', and it didn't look quite how it looked on my draft even though the letters were all in proportion to each other correctly, so I looked and I saw I hadn't made the 'r' pointy enough, which meant that the 'e' wasn't spiky enough, which meant that the 'f' was too blocky.
Idk. :) It's cool.
And, like . . .
Especially with my Adrenaline word art I just did . . .
All the letters make other letters. :O And the border of one letters contributes to the border of multiple other letters, so they're all linked in in a chain, and if you took one out, all the surrounding letters would be deformed.
It's so cool. O_O
Anyway. :)
hello star, do you know what the theatre of shadows is?
Okay I'm taking a break from telescopes and mouths and tessellation and lenses and shading and proportions and writing and researching and omg you have no idea I've ended up in a drawing competition with my sister. Who has already done GCSE AND A LEVEL art. As well as my dad. Who has also done GCSE and A level art. I'm sooooo tired. Okay wbd if I'm here at all
hello silente
@Ed: Nope! XD
Signed up for it though. XD
Msd. My brother's shouting me. O_O
@Silente: :( :( :(
*hugs*
*hoovers all the horrible work stuff out of her brain*
*hugs again* *tells her that GCSE art is a load of rubbish anyway*
*no opinion on A level art, sorry*
You know, my mum was really good at art, and when she was doing her GCSEs, her mum (my grandma) always used to say to her that so long as she passed her art, it was okay (because she would just OBVIOUSLY pass her art, so it was a reassuring thing.)
And my mum was helping everyone else with their art and everything because she was good at it.
And then she passed all her GCSEs except her art one.
*shrugs*
GCSE art. Load of rubbish. :)
(It might have been O levels rather than GCSEs, actually, but either way - same thing.)
*smiles at Star*
It's rather taxing stuff. And SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO long winded.
How are you both?
I am fine thanks, just overloaded with homework.
Same Edward. Same.
I've finished the drawing. I refuse to do any more on it. I'm done. Finish. Fini.
have you signed up for the theatre of shadows?
Tada. A mouth. --------->
Yes although I've no reason what it is.
Fabi or Taia (can't remember which) has suggested it might be about prisoner 270914
Gah
Brain
Mouth
Words
Cant
Halp
**idea
OH!!
ED!!! DO YOU HAVE AN EMAIL?!
Snow
Words
Mouth
Brain
Magic!
Fixed?
Very good silente.
TEMPEST
MAYBE
BRAIN
WHAT
LIFE
EVSN
I
WORDS
Thank you Edward.
Why do you ask may i ask Snow?
*pats snows head*
Okay it be. Need words not do you.
A thing
Words failing me
Um....
Tempest, remember that thing I sent to you and fab and saph and the lot? The thing I did as a ded? How would you describe that?
A very emotional and slightly person thank you.
*nods*
Yes.
I want to forward that to you ed.
i dont really want to put it on here for privacy
Okay. Fair enough.
I'll just post your bit mention thing jere one sec.
ED – thank you for being a king to the penguins. For oddness and laughs and the requiem ball. Thanks for the memories and thanks for the fun. Thanks for the craziness.
Dere we go. :)
Wow, thank you, really.
that just reminded me i have been on here over a year now.
*laughs*
Omg I have more bloglanders emails in my contacts than actual phone numbers!
:)
Wait--
Did we miss your blogaversary
GUYS VOTING CLOSES MONDAY FOR THE BLOGLAND AWARDS!
It was in march i think, i forgot about it myself
blogland awards?
OH!!
*double checks that I've voted on everything*
It's fine.
Do you know
I count your heartbeats before you sleep (you sleep)?
I bite my fingernails to bone (to bone)
And then I crawl back under the stairwell
To a place I call my home.
I really hope you enjoy the show,
Because for me, it's just a bad day.
You need people like me to feel.
Maybe we're just having too much fun.
Maybe you can't handle yourself,
Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
You'll never know
I don't know where I'm going to sleep tonight.
She said, "Hotels are cheap,
And there's one down the street."
But, don't you threaten me with a good time.
Murder the moment.
My God, I'm the serpent.
I'm sorry, I can't see that you truly love me.
Maybe we're just having too much fun.
Maybe you can't handle yourself,
Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
I've been having this dream that we can fly,
So maybe if we never wake up, we can see the sky.
Oh, alright.
Please, don't take this out on me,
'Cause you're the only thing that's keeping me alive.
And I don't wanna wait for the down-set date
'Cause I would rather end it all tonight.
And if I mean anything to you,
I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind.
Maybe we're just having too much fun.
Maybe you can't handle yourself,
Staring at me with your lips and tongue.
I've been having this dream that we can fly,
So darling, close your eyes.
'Cause you're about to miss everything (about to miss everything)
About to miss everything (about to miss everything)
Hello:3
(sorry for vanishing - was doing research:))
XD I voted Ed for most likely to end the world
Heya Luc
hello luci
Yay, i was voted for.
Yeah Edward the blogland awards, Luci made them two years ago and we decided to do them again this year. We're in the voting stage at the moment.
oh, i shall have a look. back in a minute
NEW EYELINER, NEW PP. C:
Hey Snow:3
Hey Edward:3
Ugh... The BA's. I should never have even voiced that thought... Ugh.
XD
Tomorrow I'm going to film another vlog. I've been meaning to do another foe ages, but they always end up being too long.
Hey Lucifer
*waves*
The BA's aren't bad, they gone alright so far. Maybe the tension from last time was a fluke?
Hey Sil.
The tension is not what I'm referring to. But, whatever. Have fun with it.
I was voted for worst influence and most likely to end the world
yay
Luci are you sure your okay with it? If you don't want us doing it we will call it off.
@edward nominated. That's the nominees. You vote via email.
ok, when are the winners announced?
Brb
Calling it off would be stupid. You guys want to do it, so finish what you've started.
We aren't sure yet. Voting ends Monday. Then Fabi is running the votes through this computer program of hers. We'll announce when it will be a couple days before probably.
ok, thanks
Back.
Had to do my teeth. And then help my mum solve the case of the missing antiseptic cream
Sorry. I'm just... I'm still furious with a lot of people for a lot of reasons and I'm just in a crappy mood. I'll just leave. I might be back later, I don't know. Just... Sorry.
Bye Luc.
And please remember: we're always here for you if you need to vent.
*hugd Mushroom* :/
*not really here, I think*
*hugs Luce*
You know I'm always here for you if you need me.
(I don't even care if you're not even on here right now. I will say it over and over and over again until my (albeit internet) voice gets hoarse because that's what friends are for)
Not one of you care that you may never see one of your leaders, how typical of Midgardians.
How do you figure, Loki? *She giggles and grins*
*looks at Judiphor, and decides she's insane* I can tell how not one of you tried to break my control over Zafira.
((I am leaving soon to prepare to go to New York City, perhaps I will pay Tony Stark a visit, after all that tower is not hard to find.))
Uh, I think I was sleeping at the time... Or somewhere else... Because I was not aware of this! *She grins... Ten frowns. The expression looks odd on her face. Her voice turns confused for a brief moment* Why are you here, Loki? Why are you not in Asguard? You are not of this world, though you could shape it into something beautiful... *She shakes her head quickly and the excited tone and maniacal grin reappear*
That's how the community works these days. No one cares about anyone else. It's disappointing, I know.
*Asgard))
(Ok, I better be heading off to sleep soon anyways...))
*She whirls, tripping over her own feet and lands on the ground heavily. She glares at Alistair* Jerk. Don't scare lunatics... It's painful... For both the lunatic and the scare-er...
I'll keep that in mind. *offers her a hand to pull her back up*
*She glares at the hand for a moment before se takes it* Thank you... *Her voice is cold, creating an eerie contrast between her normal, bubbly self and now*
(Sorry... Sleep... Dying... Sick... Dead.)
*watching :)*
@Death: :( :( :( :(
*winces slightly* Anytime.
I was looking forward to watching them try. No matter, you still care about Aretha, do you not, Alastair?
Oh, gracious, no. Personally, I couldn't care less about her. Why?
Hello?
Has the physical place itself ever answered you back, Sir?
Hi Alastair.
@Alastair: Blogland is the people that reside in the place. We are Blogland. Without us, Blogland would not exist.
And when Sir says hi to Blogland, he's saying hi to all the Bloglandians.
(Blogland is also a physical place, but think of it as like Adra. Adra is the people who roleplays the character and she is also the character who is roleplayed. They just have the same name and that makes things confusing.)
*person
Zafira said last night you fought to protect Aretha.
Hi Star. Hi Loki.
Blogland is simultaneously a physical space (well, we'd like to think that) and a society, and when Sir - or any other Bloglandian - addresses their words to Blogland, they are often addressing the peopel of Blogland. :3
Actually, Ms. Inkbright, you are incorrect. I am, in fact, greeting the physical location of Blogland, because someone has to do so.
In any case...
Greetings, Mr. Cruciatus, Ms. Inkbright, Ms. Tempest, and Loki.
Hey Sir! How are you?
Hi Valencia how are you?
Greetings, Ms. Scáth and Ms. Devoid.
Exhausted, Ms. Tempest. Sadly, my author was yet again unable to sleep last night.
Sorry, not here properly... Having things thrown at me.
Hello Valencia.
That's unfortunate, Sir Rein. I hope your author will be able to rest today.
@Sir I'm sorry to hear that. I hope your author gets a decent nights sleep soon.
Fought is a rather exaggerated term, I think, but I did defend her.
Thank you both for the sympathy.
We just want you to feel the best that we can, Sir. And unfortunately, our written word is all we have to communicate to you our support and love. Though, I'm sure, if we were physically with you, you would be at the bottom of a suffocating pile of people.
...
Quite.
*nods*
What Valencia said.
*looks at Valencia but does not speak, trying to hide emotions towards her*
Why would you defend her? She will be useful in my plan.
*Ignores Loki*
Well... Sir... *Tentatively hugs*
Ms. Devoid, please. There is no need to hug me, though I am grateful for the sentiment.
*looks at the awkwardness between Loki and Valencia*
*sighs*
If you wish to ignore one, you may as well be the first one I make an example of, Valencia.
@Sir: Well, good for you. :) :)
I hope you author can get some sleep soon . . . :( *long-distance hugs him/her/it*
*hugs Mushroom, as well, and put up a shield around her to protect her from missiles*
Wbd. Word art. :)
If your plan went seamlessly, I wouldn't get as much out of it. I thrive on chaos.
Hm... Alright then, Sir.
*Glances at Loki, then shakes her head sadly*
Hope you're okay soon, Sir.
*hugs Star* Thanks.
He's just shooting arrows at the fridge now... So I think that means he's a lot calmer. He's not shouting anymore, so that's definitely good. I don't know. I'll still be distant though - doing work... x
@Mushroom: Okay . . . *hugs*
@Alastair: We realised. :P
You are different, Alastair. I know not what you plan next.
Valencia, if you wish to continue doing what you did yesterday to others, I will kill you.
*shakes her head at Loki and Valencia*
*laughs thinking of her rhyme from last night*
As long as an old Nokia indeed.
*shakes her head again*
What, saving them from you? Keeping them safe? *Rolls her eyes* I'm not afraid of death.
How mercurial of you, Loki. Just yesterday you insisted that she wouldn't die on your watch.
That was until someone decided to mess around with my emotions, Alastair. That was sick what you did, Valencia, you kissed me, do you really think I would have one along with it if I did not have a small feeling for you? Stupid Midgardians.
Gone* Stupid mortal technology!
Hey we aren't stupid!
Yes, but I did because I expected that you, a racist against my kind, wouldn't. Humans have a thing called "friends with benefits", and I think you should look it up.
Well, she did tell you from the start that she didn't love you. It's rather obvious that she wouldn't, really, if you take into consideration her jobs and her actions thus far.
And, to add to Valencia's comment, you said specifically that you couldn't fall in love with a midgardian.
hello all
Hey Edward
Greetings, Mr. Fletcher.
hey Silente
greetings sir
How are you Ed?
I be fine thanks, you?
Damn. Wbd thinking of a decent ded.
Hey Edward!
I only have fourteen books left now. And that's sort of ace, but also very sad. Because that means I only own fifteen copies of my own book now and there are so many people who have copies and I just feel bad for them because wow is it terrible
hello Valencia and Luci
Hey Edward:)
back in 5
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