Right, some more detail as to the TDOTL Ireland/UK tour...
28th August: Requiem Ball in London. Tickets can only be won. Keep an eye out for details how.
29th August, 11AM: Waterstones, The Furlong Centre, Ringwood — signing.
3PM: Waterstones, West Mal Castlepoint, Bournemouth — signing.
30th August, 1PM: Waterstones, Bluewater — signing.
31st August: Dun Laoghaire, Dublin — fan event and signing.
5th September, 6:30PM: Village Books, Dulwich — fan event and signing.
6th September, 11AM: WHS, Midsummer Parade, Milton Keynes — signing.
3PM: WHS, 30-40 Fargate, Sheffield — signing.
7th September, 12 Noon: Waterstones, Emerson Chambers, Newcastle — signing.
11th September, 4PM: Easons, Galway — signing.
13th September, 11AM: Easons, Donegal Pl, Belfast — signing.
14th September, 2PM: Easons, O'Connell St, Limerick — signing.
19th September, 6P: Hodges Figgis, Dublin — signing.
27th September: Theatre of Shadows, Dublin — MASSIVE fan event and signing.
To those readers who want to come along to the Dublin event on the 31st of August — do you have any suggestions as to what it could be..? I'll do the usual question and answer thing if we can't think of anything special, but it'd be nice to have some sort of theme, like the event I did about movies that have influenced the books...
Any ideas, tweet them to me. I command you.
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«Oldest ‹Older 2001 – 2200 of 4483 Newer› Newest»Her wrists and ankles are spread out from her, and she quickly discovers that she's strapped down to a bad, usually meant for mentally unstable patients at a hospital. Yet, here she is, struggling against the leather straps that keep her still to the coarse fabric.
She glances up as a figure walks in- a woman with hair as white as sugar, and striking blue eyes that remind her of the sky at night as the sun sets.
The woman smiles in greeting, and refers to her as her "pet". A gag is placed around Adra's head, and the woman begins to slice through her skin in patterns- in particular, her belly, which is soft and dark.
After what feels like hours of excruciating pain, her stomach begins to glow a dark red color, and the woman laughs.
Her stomach ruptures outward, coating the walls and the ceiling with her innards, and she abruptly fades.
Yet again, the scene lifts from Adra, who is shaking on the cold floor of her hell. Her voice is hoarse from screaming, and she shakes violently from the fair and the pain that she feels.
The next death clicks up to her in steel-toed shoes. It gives her a sharp kick in the side before it leaps into her mouth and down her throat, consuming her from the inside.
((Hello, Death.))
Aretha: Ok, here- *projects her memories of the two small houses, hoping Zafira will see* I don't know where else they would be.
Astrid: Zanida thought she'd go to Hell, I guess perhaps she was worthy...
Zanida: Thor...I want to go home.
Thor: We will. There is much to explain to you, but I promise you, no matter what Alastair has done to you, you are my queen.
(Hey!)
Zafira: I'll try the mountains. *studies both pictures, then closes her eyes, grabs Ari, and teleports to the mountains house*
*finishes the statue*
*Aretha runs to peek into the only other room in the house, then runs back* Empty. Can we try the next one?
(Good night guys)
(Good night guys)
Maybe I was the one who was in Hell... Wouldn't surprise me... I've done some pretty horrible things...
*She smiled at Zanida and hugged Astrid tighter*
(Viv Answer the email!)
(Night.)
Zafira: Alright. *takes Ari and teleports to the next one*
Zanida: Loki and I would go....
It matters not, sister.
Astrid: Woah! Thanks for the hugs!
*She smiled at the couple*
Get some rest, dying takes a lot out of you. Loki, make sure she does.
I ought to go...
I will take you out, Rose, but not now. My sister needs her family. I shall....tomorrow.
Thor: I want to take you back to Asgard.
Thor, just take her back to the house, I have a feeling Zanida will not handle travelling well.
Zanida: *buries head against Thor*
Exactly my point.
*the couple will be there, one dead on top of the other* *Aretha gasps slightly, her hand flying to cover her mouth but freezing halfway* *her eyes start to sting* *takes a quivering breath, and does not cry* Can you revive them?
Zafira: Yes. I'll start with Alastair, if I get him back, he'll be able to compose himself, whereas Adra...I rather not find out...*goes over and gently moves Adra's corpse off of Alastair, and works on sigils, sending energy into them to bring back Alastair*
Aretha: Actually, I'm sure he'd rather Adra first, but- *Zafira seems to already be starting with Alastair* Oh, alright... I guess it'll be fine, either way.
*after a moment, shivers violently, closing his eyes and starting to tense up*
*frowns* *looks at Alastair and Adra*
Hell, it's effectively my job to kill people, and it might be because I'm tired, but am I the only one who thinks it's a bit... Of a waste?
Aretha: What, that they're both dead? Um, I mean, I'm sure...
Zafira: Alastair, if you're alive, I'm going to revive Adra, but give me a hint you won't kill me, and you're alive.
Yes. I mean, Alastair kind of died for no reason. He could have easily just shot them or something. Do you think he realised what would happen?
*rolls onto his side and coughs up a bit of blood, energy rolling off of him in waves* *gives no other response*
Aretha: He won't kill you. I'm sure of it. I don 't even know if he'd be able to right now.
Aretha: I don't actually know any of the context around his death, so I'm not sure- he definitely wouldn't willingly die for no reason, though, so I'd guess he either didn't know or felt like he had to .
Zafira: Alright. *goes over to Adra, and repeats the process*
*She remains still on the floor, but her breath is small and shallow* *Refrains from making any sound, silent and tortured tears falling from her cheeks*
If he'd have asked I could have given him my pistol if he wanted to kill one. It would have given him a technological advantage, since they would use only daggers and things from like a thousand years ago.
Aretha: I'll pass that on, I guess, though he has killed both of them before- they just keep coming back.
*doesn't seem to be aware of his surroundings, still shivering violently and struggling to breathe*
*Aretha looks between the two, seeming torn for a long moment* *then rushes over to kneel by Adra, tentatively reaching out to hug her* It's ok, Adra- whatever happened, it's over, and you and Alastair are both alive again... Thank you, Zaf...
Zafira: Adra, he's alive. *backs away before falling to her knees, too exhausted to do much more*
Zafira: Yup! Try...get...Astrid...she is the best healer I know...
*Flinches as Aretha touches her, but can't make herself pull away- literally*
*She remains still, and limp, her eyes open and glassy*
Zafira, I was impressed how you dealt with the cleavers earlier. It was quite effective.
Zafira: Thank you, Sophia. Do I need to heal those two..?
I don't think so. I did however notice that you kept them at long range. Although I see why, with their scythe weapons, but I think you could have been more effective being... Fluid, with the way you were handling them. What if there were more of them and you were overrun?
(I have to go now. Bye!)
Aretha: I think it's more mental than anything else... At least, for Adra. I have no idea what's up with Alastair...
Adra, can you hear me, at all? Please?
*his breaths slow as the shivers fade out, till he almost a appears to be sleeping*
((Goodbye, Dragona.))
Zafira: He's fine...I hope
((Zaffy gonna have to go eat...))
*Adra doesn't respond- she can't hear, or see, or speak, or think; the only thing that she is distinctly aware of is feel* *She's terrified and crushed* *And she cries*
(Herro... I am ninjaing...)
((Hello, Death.
Mbd/msd))
Aretha: Um... *starts to panic* Um, ok... *attempting to keep herself calm* *runs over to Alastair, shaking his shoulder* Hey, Alastair, wake up- Adra needs you. *he stirs slightly at her name* Come on- Adrasdos Dark, your Adra- I don't know how to help her. *waits a moment, in which nothing seems to happen* *makes a sound that's a cross between irritated and pleading, and starts to pull Alastair across the floor to Adra, leaving them just next to each other* *takes a step back, and gestures from Alastair to Adra, as though either of them could see her* Well? She's right there- please do something...
*after a few moments, slides an arm around Adra's waist, lightly pulling her closer* *buries his face in her hair as he draws shuddering breaths*
*Adra tenses a little, but then she begins to relax* *She's still incapable of complex thought, but her fingers dig into his arm*
(Hey Alastair!)
*pulls her slightly closer, still not properly conscious, as small shudders run through his body*
*Aretha sighs with relief as she sees Adra relax, dropping into a nearby couch*
*Her breathing hitches a few times as she lays there, beginning to make small sounds as she cries, her body trembling with each tear*
*Alastair's shudders grow violent as he holds her, running his fingers through her hair* Adr- *coughs, splattering blood on the floor just over her hair* Adra, I love you, please be alright... *coughs a bit more, unintentionally starting to warm himself by a few degrees*
*Her Philosopher's Stone is still attached to his throat- it would start glowing if there is anything still wrong with him*
*She rolls a little, so she's on her back, but she doesn't have enough strength to roll all the way over, towards him* *She begins to cry harder*
(Elleni... That... It's perfect.))
(That's really good Elleni :) I draw too, actually- and I like your style!)
*the stone will be glowing, then* *pulls her the rest of the way towards him, running his fingers through her hair and trying to breathe* Please be alright...
*Aretha starts to feel like she's intruding on something very private* *and she's on the verge of tears again* *so she leaves the room rather hastily, curling up on a chair two rooms over*
*Buries her head into his chest, sobs racking through her body as she desperately clings to him- her only lifeline*
(http://adrasdosdark477.blogspot.com/
Here, Elleni.. It's some of my drawings. I use MSPaint, not paper.)
Just breathe, love... Please breathe... *is quickly losing his fight with unconsciousness*
(I should probably also mention that some of my favorite stuff is on the second page..)
*She can't, and quickly passes out*
*starts to panic as she falls limp* *it takes him a moment to realize he still has her stone, and he drapes it around her neck instead, as his vision fades*
(Ah, damn you, Love!)
(Cute! ^.^ ))
((If I could apologize for caring more for her life than mine, I would. But as it is, I won't. I won't die, though, either. At the least not right now.
I may, however, have to go...))
(It's rather difficult, but you're more than welcome to try, Elleni.
*Cuddles Alastair* Well, if you do, then as will I. *Licks gently* Tell Aretha to sleep well. And not stay up so early. -__- She has, like, three hours left of sleeping time, bae.
*Nuzzles*)
(At least you can draw...)
(Mine look like this:
^.^
~|~
_||_
)
I have a tablet, so I have a pen that works with the screen.
http://rosesofdeaths.blogspot.com.au/2013/04/tanith-night-1.html
That is the best thing I've ever drew. And I stopped drawing it...
Damn Tanith...))
it's part of something that my school does...
anyway.
Alastair's gone now, so ciao.
(Bye Adra!)
Drawing...
we're writing a story in english and my starting paragraph is"
The roof was boring. Staring up at it, Maria thought of a million things she could be doing, right at that moment. She thought of all the friends she could be calling, or songs she could be listening to. But she didn’t move. She just lay on her bed, staring at the roof.
"The daunting fact that she'd been taken hostage never left her mind. Of course, why would it?"
maybe
I AM A SNAKEY
You know, in cassseee my naame didn't make it cleeear.
Trevor and I are watching Thor.-Zaf
Good for you.
I AM NOT A SNAKEY.
[Is not a snakey]
[Nope]
(Hey...)
Hey Deathy.
I'm not a Sssnakey.
Really...? Not a ssssssnake?
Nope! :O
Are you sssssure...?
Of coursssssee.
Then why do you have a hissssssssss...?
Becaussssse, I'm whissssspering.
Really? Why are you whispering...?
Becaussssseeee....
Becausssseee....
Becausssseee I have larrryngitisssss. Or ssssomething.
Would you like some medicine...?
I do believe I an requested in the science department in a few moments. Farewell.
No, thankssssss. I took ssssome thissss morning.
Fare welll...
Ssssee? Not a Sssnakey!
So Trevor and I finished Thor. That was funny.-Zaf
Hey! I'm back!!
*Cuddles non-snakey Fabu*
(Hey Zaf! I'm so envious! I'm in science and not doing anything... Really... Oh, I need to watch Thor again...))
I'm supposedly asleep lol, we legit finished 10 minutes ago. He wants to see The Avengers next and I'm like Ineed to buy it!-Zaf
(I like this Trevor. He has good taste.
*Cuddles Zaf*)
*cuddles Rose* downside is: He wants Loki dead.-Zaf
(Okay. I now no longer like this Trevor. How could one want Loki dead?! IT'S HIDDLES AND THE GOD OF MISCHIEF!!!))
I know!!! Well he is only 8, but you know how in the credits you see Loki again, Trevor's eyes went wide and he gasped in shock. He just goes: How did Loki get on Midgard? He fell through I think...
I had to do a bit of explaining about things like that, but Trevor asks if any Asgardians die and I'm like: Well...someone does, but you can't know yet.-Zaf
Wait... I don't think I've seen that ending bit...
0.0
At least he knows what Midgard is, because I didn't until you/Loki kept calling us 'Midgardians'! ^.^
No. He shall never know about Frigga... No torment at such a young age... I know you are the reincarnation of Loki, but you can't do that!
[hugs Deathy]
I can't even bring myself to say it to him, I just said someone you don't know so he's happy with that. I may be Loki's female version, but even I have not the heart to break it to him.
I explained it because I said Midgard earlier and so he knew Midgard was earth.-Zaf
*Hugs Fabu back*
Yes. You can't explain that to a child. It would break his heart.
That kid is a genius, I swear.
Three of my friends pooled together to get me a pair of red swede converse. I need them on my feet now...
He is, Rose. *huggles* Loki says hi, he's currently trying to sleep in my head.-Zaf
Why can't I be an 8 year old genius...?
*Huggles back*
Hey Loki. I hope you get some sleep. Not sleeping sucks...
Raven, if you arrive later: Fabienne's pocket chess set is missing, probably long-term, so until she finds a way to solve the problem, we will have to postpone our game of chess.
Also, if Fabienne or I appear later, remind her that she needs sleep.
Good evening, all.
Hello, Mr Hewitt. How has your day been?
Hewitt: It has been well, thank you. I hope you can say the same?
Fabi: I really can't stay, sorry. As Hewitt said, I need sleep.
Bye...
Yes, my day has been quite uneventful and... Uneventful.
Goodbye!!
-I step into Blogland, scanning the land-
*She stops pulling at the grass as she senses a new presence. She gets to her feet and raises her chin defensively*
Hello...?
Ok, so I'm just stopping in real quick. I would stay and I want to stay but tomorrow I have a very important swimmer and I have a chance of making it to the next championship meet so I need to go to bed.
So first, Blogger Blake Gale said...
Hey Elleni, hows yous? Hows yous eyes? Whys I's stealing Duggly's greetings?
:) :D! This made me smile so much Blake! And other people also did it!!!! I was so happy!!! Idk why though...
Also, OMG!!!! DEREK WAS COMMENTING!!!
And he's been reading are comments...
Oh my! Um....
*gives a tentative wave*
Um hi?
*totally did not freak out and scream when she saw he commented. Nope.*
Let's see, there were so many things I wanted to say, so many people I wanted to hug and say hi to and tell them they're awesome but I couldn't do it at the time cause of no WiFi.
So um, even if I'm not on much it does NOT mean I left. I've just been extremely busy. But with fun stuff...!
So everyone I love you and I hope I can find time!!
*hugs everyone including Silente*
(Sorry...!
Kinda!)
**swim meet
*Hugs Dugglyn back*
Have fun!! Sleep well!))
(Also, msd...))
(Thanks Deathy!
Oh, and two quick questions for you..
1. Do you have a secret nickname for me?
2. If so, what is it?
Oh, and someone, who I think was you, said you liked the number 7. Have you read counting by 7's? It's a really good book!
;_; Am I all alone?
*can't find any heads/faces to nom on*
*takes out a small stuffed doll and noms on it's head, hoping someone will come along*
*still no heads/faces*
*takes out a large box of dolls of everyone I know in Blogland and noms on their heads, alternating between all of them*
*falls asleep*
*quickly bounces in*
*she can't fall asleep but really should but had to help poor ol' Amy!*
*let's Amy nom her head*
*realizes she actually should have time tomorrow!*
*is still happy and hyper from seeing Derek Landy post a comment*
*the Golden God posted a comment*
*goes and fangirls more*
*stops*
*that means he read about all the weird dreams I had with him in them..
Oh.*
*anyways*
*let's Amy nom her head then poops and refuses to come back until mornin!*
**poofs no matter how many times I say Poof......
(Got my new Converse today!)
Lol Sil is squirming! XD
Gimmie a sex, I'll take a photo!
Ha no more noisy keyboard!
She meant sec
I'm laughing at Silente right now. She discusted. She's shouting EW and YUCKY and what not XD
WHAT THE HELL YOU STUPID FUCKING KEYBOARD?!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU I MENT SEC LIKE GIMMIE A SECOND NOT GIMME A SEC HOLY FUCKING HELL WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS??
Love the socks, man!
Calm down rose XD
El that comic was awesome
As was da chibi drawing
DOWES ARE NIIIIIIICE SHUES
How long did they take to make?
Yup.
And the comic.
WOW! That's not even that long! Bloomin el you must be an art ninja!
*Cuddles El*
*Envious*
*nods* from now on you will be an art ninja to me.
Oh and Dug NO HUGGING ME! Also its rude to poop and run, you shouldn't do that.
That rhymed!
*also may kinda be just a tad envious not that I'd admit that*
*momentarily gets distracted staring at sister who's asleep*
That can't be comfortable..
That nose was pretty damn epic. It took half an hour to do.
That's an awesome quote.
I think my sister is a vampire. Or a princess. She's laid on her back, covers just past her waist, arms crossed over her chest, completely straight. Eyes closed. Not moving. But I'm fairly certain she's breathing.
I wish you had finished that drawing rose it was great and it wasn't even finished!
I think it's screwed up under my bed somewhere... I'll see if I can find it...
Kk.
Poor drawing getting screwed up!
Lots of people are looking at it?
(Nope. Tossed it out.)
idk...google search? HUNTING!
Y Death Y?
Also El you must remember, there are probs THOUSANDS of lurkers in blogland. And you posted a link. So naturally they click it and read what it links to.
(Because I didn't like it. I'll try and do another... Can't find my 2H pencil though...
Goddamn, I hate noses...)
I hate my nose. It's too big.
And in going to go on the tranpoline for a while...
Then I'll draw.
Noses. Ugh.
Okay den rose.
(Pow.)
*walks into the clearing looking disheveled*
Hey Draggie
(*Hello)
(yes you may.)
(...how do you get Pow from Hello?)
(I have absolutely no idea... Blame Sony...)
(will do. How are you?)
I can't draw cartoons.
Or in straight lines.
My straight lines seem to be made up of lots of little pencil strokes. They don't really line themselves . . . straight.
I'm envious. :P
*waits for El to communicate*
(I'm fine, thank you.
I can actually draw reasonably straight lines. :D)
...what if I think you'll think its reasonable but dont consult you about it?
Everyone else in the universe draws straight lines.
I'm not sure where I picked my flaky-lime habit up from.
It's like my straight lines have split ends. :P
(Is it only me who thinks pieces of hair with multiple split ends look really pretty?)
@Elleni: AHHHHHHH THAT'S IT. :) :) *hugs*
@Elleni: Thanks. :) :)
What if I don't have time to explain
Or it'll hurt your feelings if i do
@Elleni: GOOD. :)
Probably I'm just comparing myself to people who can't draw. XD
@Silente: It'll hurt her feelings if you run away, though.
@Elleni: :)
(My average drawing:
"Nope, doesn't look right.
Nope, still doesn't look right.
Ok, that's made it worse.
Better... But still not right.
Six hours later:
Screw this."
That happens with everything apart from vehicles and weaponry - those are the only things I've found I can actually draw.)
I have returned, only to know how unfit I am.
Anyone wanna RP?)
(A lot of things. It's bad when even drawing houses fail.
Oh, and stickmen seem to be fine. But those don't really count.)
I might not have time! It could be complicated!
*folds her arms*
I came here of my own free will. I should be allowed to leave of my own free will should I wish it.
(Need you ask rose?)
(Always is not our okay, Elleni.)
*She sat by the lake, grasping at the sand. She looked at the lake before tossing her handful in*
Bloody 'ell.
(Stickmen do too count! How would you feel if you were a stickman and people kept telling you you didn't count?
And at least you CAN draw vehicles and weaponry. :)
You can possibly roleplay with Hunter if you want. But he's a bit annoying. :P)
(I know HOW to draw - all the techniques, and everything. I know what I want to draw, I know how I'm going to draw it, and then I know what I want it to look like.
But then somewhere in the middle things go wrong and it looks like the drawing of a three year old.)
*mutters to herself about trust*
It's not that i don't bloody trust you. *mutter mutter mutter*
*sighs and follows*
@Elleni: I think everyone's naturally better at different things to other.
But mostly it's down to practise.
(I never used to go on about practise before this year.
*curses my school and their mind-infection*)
(Ok, Star, vehicles weaponry and stickmen. :P)
*than others
Not to other . . .
*frowns at my hands suspiciously*
(Star: what if it is actually a disease? 0_0)
@Dragona: Yay. C:
@Dragona: Then
then
something
You aren't my mother El! You don't need to worry about me!
(Elleni - maybe I draw better when drunk.)
(Canvas? Ink? Alcohol solution?)
You don't NEED to care I have NEVER asked ANYONE to care for me!
(I have a paintball gun and an some sketching paper. And I think we have some Stella Artois downstairs.)
(Sorry!! I found something in my cupboard from grade 5...)
*She looks at Elleni sadly*
Hey...
@Elleni: Like marbling?
Because that is really pretty . . . :)
I don't know. It wouldn't take that long. :P
*likes my long drawing challenges*
*speaking of drawing, I should probably get back to my drawing*
*wbd*
I became friends with you because I cared! Because if I was friends with you I could get closed and PROTECT you all! I NEVER thought anyone would RECIPROCATE that!
@Silente: So it's okay for you to care about us but not for us to care about you?
Because that's major inequality there . . .
They are really pretty! C:
*grits her teeth ans bites her tongue*
El, I won't and can't promise anything. Sometimes things happen. And I don't make promises I know I won't keep.
*turns and stalks away*
*ignoring the tears trying to flood her eyes*
*ignore the question*
*if she speaks she going to cry or say something she regrets*
(I'm cool waiting.)
*walks away before slowly sliding down a tree stump a couple metres into the forest and breaking down, shaking, crying*
*She looked at Elleni before tossing another handful of sand into the lake. She muttered to herself, barely loud enough for Elleni to hear*
Stupid, bloody... to go and do it all by... can't even do it... stupid...
(Er...SilenteTC is taking a breif (I hope) time out.)
Because I can. Because the sand will just return. The sand had it coming.
(Its fine El she's just...tightly strung...at the moment)
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