Poor Aby and Cory and everyone over at the Skulduggery Facebook page. They've been hit with a barrage of questions about the Requiem Ball and they've been so great about it, but I finally felt sorry for them and decided to clear up a few things here.
Let's see now, what kind of questions have they had to deal with...?
"Why is the Requiem Ball in London? Derek's from Ireland. The books are set in Ireland. HELLO??"
This is absolutely true. However, in Ireland we have the Theatre of Shadows. In London we have the Requiem Ball. That's just the way it is.
"The Facebook page has a competition to send them a picture of the mask we'd wear to the Ball! Do we have to make it or just design it?"
Either. If you win tickets you'll need to be wearing a mask — one you make or one you buy, it doesn't matter — but for the competition you just have to design it yourself. And the mask can be as simple or as ornate as you like — as practical or as bizarre. It can cover your whole face or part of your face. You can buy a mask and alter it. It's up to you. You don't even have to be artistic — you just need to be passionate. The deadline is August 10th and there's only one entry per person.
"How many tickets do we get if we win?"
Everyone who wins gets two tickets — but those under the age of 18 can get an extra ticket for a parent/guardian.
"I can't make it to London for the Ball! But can I enter anyway, just for the Event Pack?"
Yup. There'll be lots of you in this particular boat — not only in Ireland and the UK but also all around the world — so don't be afraid to enter.
"It's not fair that all the events are always in Ireland and the UK."
Actually, it's pretty fair when you think about it. Harper Collins UK publish me in Ireland and the UK, so naturally they can only organise events for their own territories. They've been wonderful, actually, in doing their best to include as many people as possible. I hate leaving anyone out, I'd love every competition to be open to everyone and for every country to have cool stuff happening, but that's up to the many publishers who release my books across the world — and there are close to 40 of them.
"How many individual tickets are there?"
Approximately 120.
"Would we have to make our own way there?"
Yep!
"Is there any age limit?"
No upper age limit, but anyone under 18 would need a parent or guardian to accompany them.
There will be other opportunities to win tickets — the Facebook mask competition is merely the first — and it's a pretty cool one.
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*finishes final part*
Well.
That went surprisingly quickly . . .
He’d managed to think about it more, now. Slowly, as nothing happened, as she didn’t come back, as so much time elapsed that he knew she was never there, never coming -
He blinked, looking around.
Keep your head in order.
Hunter mentally pulled out the file of paper from his brand new, already filling filing cabinet and opened it, looking at the thoughts on it.
He wished he could talk about this with Ez, but –
Anyway.
Ez had never cared, and that meant that no one had ever cared about him, which kind of implied that no one ever would. He’d always known that already, but it –
Shut up.
It also meant that he made no sense, which he’d mostly known already, and that everything he’d found beautiful in the universe probably wasn’t beautiful after all – (it is if you think it is. But what if you’re – Shut up) –
And what was the point in finding it if no one cared whether or not it was found?
He cared.
But did that matter?
You’re arguing to a point now, Hunter. You’re arguing yourself into a hole here.
Of course you’re arguing yourself into a hole.
He took a deep breath, and he knew the outcome already then, consciously as well as subconsciously, but he carried on going through the list.
But why should he?
For who?
No one cares.
The world froze again, slightly, held still by that revelation.
Trust in me, Ez had said, and now she wasn’t here, and trust in what?
What was there to live for if she wasn’t here?
What was the point?
He was doing good in the world.
No, he really wasn’t. No one thought he was, except Ez, and she didn’t really think that.
So if he thought he was, and he was crazy, and wrong, and deluded, and no one valued his views, then weren’t they wrong?
This meant that everything he’d ever thought was wrong.
A weird sensation took Hunter at that point, so weird it was scary, but he let it, hanging in that dreadful oblivion, because it was better than the pain.
But then, thinking of that, the weirdness was gone and the pain was back.
“Everything I’ve ever though is wrong.”
The weirdness was there, but in less intensity.
“I’m sorry, world,” said Hunter. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for causing you all that pain and suffering. I’m -”
And he choked up again, because he was sorry, horribly sorry, and the world –
Well. He couldn’t fix the world. But maybe it would be better without him.
He hoped Ez managed to have a good life, somewhere. He always thought she should be able to have a life without him.
In a way, this was GOOD. The world would be better off, and Ez would be better off.
Then why did it hurt?
Because he was selfish like that.
But it was okay now.
He’d never wanted to go out with a gun. He guessed he’d go out with a gun, then.
He looked around his living room.
His house.
He’d miss his house.
And then he wanted to go around, saying goodbye to it, but it probably wouldn’t want to say goodbye to him, and . . . he didn’t really deserved the goodbyes.
“Ez,” Hunter whispered, and then he put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
Sounds fun!
I don't know if I'll be here much but it seems cool! Are people crazy and weird here? I'm assuming they are, no offense to anyone!
@Dragona: Good response. XD
@Youth: Yup, we DEFINITELY are! XD
...Hunter...just...;_;
These stories are depressing.
HELLO YOUTH IGNORE THE FACT THAT I BRIEFLY IGNORED YOU HELLO HOW ARE YOU WELCOME TO HELL MWAHAHAHAHA WAIT NO THIS ISNT HELL OH I WASTED MY CAPS LOCKS FOR NOTHING AND I'M STUCK ERM BUTTON THE BUTTONS NOT WORKING.OF CORSE THE BUTTONS NOT WORKING WHY IS THE BUTTON NOT WORKING GAH ANYWAY HEY HELLO WELCOME TO BLOGLAND WORLD OF THE LUNATICS WAIT NO I MEAN MINIONS YES MINIONS ONLY A FEW OF US ARE LUNATICS AND THAT'S OKAU BECAUSE WE HAVEN'T BEEN FOUND OUT YET BUT HEY WELCOME I'VE ALREADY SAID THAT HMM NOT MEANT TO REPEAT MY SELF SHUSH YOUR RAMBLING QUIET OKAY SO HE- NO NOT SAYING HEY AGAIN YOU JUST DID SHHH YOU LIE! YOUR GOING TO SCARE THE PERSON OF NO I WONT OH LOOK ORANGE BUTTON BUTTON
I have to go soon.
...Geez Silente...I think you scared Youth...
(@Star: *very much liking the RP atm*
And, well, it's true... we're not exactly normal. This place isn't normal. :P)
Okay. I have to leave now. Bye!
@Youth: It's Silente's fault. :)
*laughs* XD Silente, you're awesome. :)
@Amethyst: Yeah . . . :/ I know people can bring him back, but I'm kind of worried even so.
They better hurry up about bringing him back.
Anyway, that's one character down . . .
Um hi?
Nice to meet you too Silente! How are you?
Who are the people who are lunatics. Or more so than other people....
@Dragona: Thank you. :P
NORMAL IS BORING. :P
Fours, Amethyst! :(
@Youth: WE'RE ALL LUNATICS. :)
Oh good! Then I've found the perfect place!
(Does an evil laugh)
(@Elleni: Viv doesn't get out by killing Silente but by realizes the difference between the real Silente and the fakes)
EVERYONE IS A LUNATIC!
DAMN I JUST LOST THE GAME!
ah look I fixed it.
WHAT THE FUCK
Yes, I agree Star. Normal is boring.
(@Sil: I fixed my email)
@Youth: Yay! :)
Hello Adra! Nice to meet you!
Welcome back Elleni!
Oh, it looks as if I have to go! Good bye fellow lunatics!
(Vivanus have those emails appeared.yet?)
(I should continiue..with my rp.....)
(Yep, it was my fault)
(I don't consider myself a lunatic. But then again I may be wrong. Because I don't think lunatics tend to think they're lunatics because it'd defeat the point of being a lunatic and now I've said lunatic too much and it sounds weird to the point where I'm missing out commas and full stops they should be here somewhere but where have they gone?)
(Why is everyone doubting my RP?)
Star...
:,(
As for the rest of you- it's really quite sad that you all enjoy torturing your characters so much. Adra went through hell and she was fucked up. Alastair could hardly function from the grief, outside of the RP, and I could hardly write it, because I kept feeling sick.
Just saying.
(Adra - I didn't enjoy torturing my RP character. I mean, all I did was stick her in a world full of disease when she has the universe's weakest immune system.)
(@Adra Well...I don't entirely enjoy it. Like..
When Silente feels pain I do too.
When Viv was talking about Silente screaming in his rp I felt sick to my stomach.
But Silente with my rp is numb. She's distant. I'm struggling to get a feel from her because she's numb. She's here, its just she's shocked and when she's shock my brain grabs any old emotion and says 'here feel this' and shoves it at me. I'm crying at whats happening. But I also don't have many tears left after the week I've had. Sometimes i need to see others suffer just to know I'm not the only one.)
@Adra: Yeah, I know. I'm not even that sad. I'm a bit fucked up, I think. XD
((Which I've worked out is probably due to a number of factors, such as the fact I don't care much about people (and Adra, you really do - you're wonderful like that :)) and the fact I was looking at it less from an emotional point of view and was more just trying to write Hunter's thought processes as accurately as can possibly be done in words (words are inadequate where thoughts are concerned ugh) and also the fact I know it's not real.))
((. . .
Actually, it's mostly totally due to the fact that I really do not care about people all that much.))
((See? *points at Silente*
She cares.
And she cares about people as well.
*points back to my crying patterns in Catching Fire*
All the NORMAL people cry when Mags dies. :P))
((*but I didn't because it was done so quietly and I was more focused on things like you know them getting away from the fog
and I think I cried a bit the second time around.))
(@Sil: what do you mean "the week I've had"? Did something bad happen to you?)
I actually think there is probably something wrong with me.
. . .
C cries her eyes out when she writes, you know.
All the normal people get upset.
. . .
Crap.
GUYS I'M TURNING INTO A PSYCHOPATH.
(Star - everyone is different. Just because you're not crying when you write doesn't mean that you're a psychopath.)
@Dragona: Well, of COURSE not. :P
I know I'm not a psychopath.
(@Vivvy its nothing. I'll cope. I always do.)
You do, Silente.
Star, well- yeah, we've talked about it.
I'm just saying, I hate it when people like... Use their RPs just to try to get attention or to just try to make people cry. Then it becomes try-hard, and loses all emotional value. It becomes... campy, really..
And that's just my honest opinion on a few that I've seen over my time here, but when I RP, I am no longer myself. I'm looking through the eyes of Adra, feeling what she feels- the agony, the terror, the pain, all of it- and try to translate it into the most beautiful and torturous writing that I can.
I dunno...
I guess, I'm just challenging you all, if you decide to, to dig deeper for your characters. Don't just use brief phrases that get a point across, but to go into detail, use words you might not use, and combinations, to maybe... Further your writing?
This probably sounds really egotistical and bossy, but that's just what I like, but you never know- it would be a good thing to try. Like, if you're going to torture your characters, have the respect for them to give them more than *Cuts open her cheek*, you know? Giving characters full representation, and voices...
(hello)
You may all stop crying for I be's back!
And my eyes no longer be's drowning in refried beans! At least for the time bean!
Haha! I'm so punny!
@Adra: *hugs tightly*
Yeah . . .
That's another reason I love you, though that's more of an example than a reason . . .
And it's more example of how you care . . .
(I just try and do accurate portrayal, really.
Which is probably due to the fact that I like to have everything correct.)
(And I dislike it for entirely selfish reasons - from a reader purpose. It's not what you say, it's how you say it. If you say something happens, it won't impact me emotionally, because I don't have the imagination to di the thinking for myself. You have to write me into it. And also, it just makes a much better story if you probably describe what's happening. And also, I'd much rather get deeper into it, because it's more interesting.)
(Also, Adra, I really like how you phrased that . . . and made it seem more like a challenge than a complaint . . .
Congrats . . .)
(wb Dugglyn. ^^)
That's great advice Adra. It really is.
Haha Dugglyn well done. XD
I'll have you know, you did really well - I had NO idea who you were until you said that . . .
(@Silente: You sure?)
Hah. Thanks, Star. I'm good with things like that.
Oh. Oh. That didn't work. Oh.
*kicks brain*
It was your turn to remember!
Brain: no, it was yours!
Was not!
Brain:was too! Any ways, they know now.
Yeah. They do.
Um so HI!
(Coping can be very stressful and we need you at your best! :-) Also, email)
(@Vivvy I'm sure. I'm fine.)
So it kinda worked? I was trying to ask normal(ish) questions. I wasn't sure if it worked but I was going to continue with it anyways.
@Adra: I think you are. :) *hugs*
Hey Dugglyn. :P
Btw, you're really awesome. :) Just thought I'd say. :)
I any case, I must go, for the aforementioned reasons
*Leaves*
(*kind of found out accidentally it was Dugglyn when the computer scrolled upwards*)
Has anyone noticed that im here ?
@Dugglyn: It totally worked on me. O_O Sometimes new people appear and I just know who they are, but I totally thought you were a genuine new person. O_O
@Chloe: No - but I do that to everyone . . . D: Ask most people who know me - I'm really good at ignoring people when they arrive . . . D: Sorry!!! It's nothing personal!
Um. Hi. :/
Don't worry Star, hi :)
(Also - that was quite perspective-changing as well, Adra. :) Thank you.)
@Chloe: Hi. :) How're you?
Im great, I guess
I have been painting the garage doors and I had to ring up community farm for work experience. TBH I have real problems talking to peoples
I rarely talk off the internet
Sorry Inky!
I noticed you but forgot to say! It wasn't that I forgot you, it's because I just blew my cover as a new person.
So anyways, how be's yous?!? How be's yous eyes?!?!
Oh, and thank you Star! It means a lot coming from you (or anyone else on this blog) because you're so awesome!
My eyes are fully functional... mostly
Im suppose to wear glasses but I always forget and they give me headaches after a while
Wait, Draggie, how did you figure it out by scrolling up the page?
That's good!!!
(My arrow went on to your name and it came up with a link and then when I scrolled down the same thing happened and yeah they were matching links. :/)
I am afraid of crossing lines
I am afraid of flying blind
Afraid of inquiring minds
Afraid of being left behind
I close my eyes I think of you
I take a step I think of you
I catch my breath I think of you
I cannot rest I think of you!
My one and only wrecking baalll!
And you're crashing through my walls!
And when you're outside looking in
You belong to someone
And when you feel like giving in
On the coming of the end
Like your heart could break in two!
Some one loves you!!!!!
-part of Looking Out by Brandi Carlile
my sausage dog decided to fall asleep awkwardly on my arm...
Ah, that's clever (even if you didn't do it on opposed!)
(Is it normal to cry for no reason what so ever. Not like sob cry silent cry type cry?)
Awww!!!
*dies of cuteness overload*
That's so cute!
One of my cats, when I finish taking a shower and am changing in the bathroom, paws at the door and meows. It's so cute!
Same with me El
(HELLO EVERYONE!!!)
*Lorcan scratched his head as he took of his brown coloured wig to reveal his silver locks. They had gotten longer over the last year or so and needed a good trimming but he looked like a rock star for now and liked it.
He closed off the entrance to the cave where it was his makeshift home for the moment, being on the run wasn't as cracked up as it was meant to be but he made do with it.*
Lorcan: Hey! I'm back and I was able to get a good bit this time. The nurses were really helpful as well.
*He lay down his bag at the fire pit that was built before he sat beside his girl, Casha, who was tenderly rubbing her six and a half month growing belly.*
Casha: So, what did you get?
Lorcan: First things first, let's bandage up that arm.
*He tenderly wrapped the bandages around the deep cut she had sustained when a fox had crept into the cave and was trying to take some food. He gently put a hand on her belly and smiled.*
Lorcan: So how is she doing today?
Casha: How do you know it's a she?
Lorcan: Just a hunch. Oh! I got you some bananas, chocolate and one of the nurses gave me a pack of folic acid. Apparently all pregnant women take them during the pregnancy.
Casha: Sounds... boring. Did anyone see you?
Lorcan: Nah, there was a lot of people there this time and plus the wig helps a lot. It's just starting to get itchy.
Casha: You need to let me cut your hair, it's too long and greasy.
Lorcan: But I like my Jagger locks!!
(I feel the same way Elleni. Dugglyn is becoming more of a person though. She is becoming independent, like Valkyrie's reflection. (I still don't like her reflection.)
@Dugglyn: But YOU'RE so awesome. :)
Thanks. :) :)
@Inky: *hugs*
(I've had that happen before Silente. Sometimes you just hold back all the emotions so people don't see and then it bubbles up and you just start crying for no reason. Even if I'm happy. I don't know if this is what is happening to you but this sometimes happens to me. Though I'm typically happy! Yay! Happiness!
@Silente: You're a teenager, so yes. :)
I LIKE STEPHANIE. -_-
Hey Em! :)
@Elleni: To me, characters are just as much people as other people are, so I guess, you know, people aren't a game. She is basically you though, so I guess that's fine on many levels. :) :) You have fun, and we'll have fun reading it. *hugs*
*hugs back*
hmmm, Finding you guys is one of the best things in my life. Although I have never actually met you, I don't view you any less than my friends from school :)
(Seems I have to go - may be back if my dog is barking (I hope he won't - I'm tired) Night!)
Nos da Dragona
Yes Elleni. When someone talks about hurting Silente i feel sick in my core. When Silente is emotionally hurt it throws my emotions out of wack. Once Silente had a melt down emotionally and I got dizzy as well as a headache. She's a part of me. During the day she has a tendancy to distract me. She's my pal. And she screws my head up so much sometimes.
I personally don't like... her. I see why some people like her but I don't like her. She took over Valkyrie's life. Even if Valkyrie didn't even use that life she took it from her. I don't know if I can forgive her. But I don't hate her. I just dislike her.
But Ravel.
*her eyes tear up*
No....no. I don't think I'll ever forgive that. He says he is the same person and he did it for a good cause but I see none of those! He murdered his friends. It... I just...
*sighs*
Why Ravel?! Why...?
And Derek Landy. You too!
*sighs again deciding to drop it*
*to much pain*
*whispers*
Shudder.......
Ghastly.....
Why are you appologising El?
Night Dragona!
Inky, I feel the same way. Even though I've never met any of you, you are just like my friends from school! As in you're my friends like that. I want sure how to put it in words so it sounds a bit weird..
(*laughs at El* It's quite alright. I can handle Silentes emotions and pain. Rp's are rather interesting to me. Silente fights a lot so I get used to it.
Although her being hurnt alive is not the best..))
(It doesn't hurt its more like....mild discomfort. And confusion when she gets overly emotional.)
Yeah, I tried to convince myself I liked him, he was still my favorite character (besides Ghastly. Oh dear God that was a big blow. My favorite character murders my other favorite character even though they were good friends) but it wasn't true. I just.. how could he? I know Mist was in it too but she's not the one who murdered her friend!
And then when the three remaining Dead Men were talking and Skulduggery said there was no more Dead Men! I was numb after finishing the book. My mom came in to my room to say hi and was shocked to see me crying so hard. And then when I told her it was from the book... she was impressed with Derek.
*perks up*
Really? Where do you go? You can email me! That would be so cool! I'd have to talk to my mom...
We'll see how that goes but it would be so cool!
My parents just called Repo the genetic opera and other stuff I watch, rubbsh
Aww, Inky!
Hmm, my parents call me strange cos of the stuff im into but my bro and sis are completely normal for liking minecraft and stuff
I have little bruises up and down my lower leg from getting in and out of the pool! I'm beginning to think I swim to much. My skin and hair constantly smell like chlorine. I go swimming, on normal days, twice. Sometimes more...
Inky, being called strange is good! I get called weird all the time (my friends at swim team once pretended they didn't know me because I was being so weird.) And I'm awesome! And so are you! And weird! In one of the best ways possible!
@Elleni no, I'm going to see how close it is to me.
Thnx Dugglyn :)
Its just when I get taken the piss out of by them for the stuff I like and they try to limit my time with them, it gets me down
If either of you go to Shakespeare in the Park, I could try to meet up with you there...?
I'm not sure exactly which shows I'm seeing when, though.
Hi Fabi :)
That's understandable Inky. They're your parents. Their option matters a lot. But remember what you like and what you do, no matter if it seems weird to other people, makes you who you are!
Elleni, it's 14.1 miles away and in current traffic it would take 15 minutes to get there. I love Google maps!
@Inky: -_- That's stupid.
You like awesome stuff. :) :)
@Elleni: I'm as emotionally attached to my characters as I am to people, I guess, expect it's easier with my characters because there's not a social obligation.
But I'm not awfully emotionally attached to people. :P
I'll cry when I'm triggered to cry.
Also, it's not what's written, it's how you write it. You can tell me someone dies and I won't cry. There's a child dying now. I feel like of downer than I was a moment ago, but I'm not crying.
If you spend ages detailing the suffering of that child and how they feel as they're dying, I'm crying my eyes out.
#whyIcryoverbraceletsbeinglost
I really hope you guys meet up!!!! :) That would be ace. :) :) :)
Bellevue?!
*eyes get wide*
*starts drooling*
The dumpling place! Din Tia Fung! One of my favorite restaurants!!
I can't do stuff on Tuesday or Thursday night's. :/ swim meet.
A child dies every three second, you know.
Child died.
*counts to three*
Child died.
Child died.
Child died.
. . .
*slightly depressed now*
What about Zoo Tunes?
Do you guys know what it is? Is there anyone playing you want to see?
(Don't you wish you could help them somehow?)
*Lorcan rustles through the bag again. He pulls out a plastic bag and takes out a loaf of bread, tomatoes, some pun nets of fruit and a pack of sausages.*
Casha: Wow! You did get a lot this time.
Lorcan: As I said, they had more nurses there this time around and once I said I was tending for a pregnant lady too, they kind of got me a bit extra.
*He gently helped Casha to sit up against the only pillow they had between them as he started getting the sausages ready. He smiled as he heard a small rumble*
Lorcan: Someone's hungry.
Casha: Not me, the little thing.
Lorcan: *laughs* The baby doesn't have a big enough tummy to rumble.
Casha: You better be frying those tomatoes too!
All over the area, basically. They tour to a bunch of different parks.
I could probably arrange to go to the outdoor movies, but I'm not really a movie person, so...
@Elleni: I know . . . :/
Star! Don't depress me! Please! I'm begging you!
Wait. What place did you go to every Saturday? And why that's not fair?
I wish I could meet with everyone here, but no one lives in Wales
-_-
@Inky: Taia lives in Wales . . .
@Dugglyn: Sorry. :/
Zoo Tunes. It's at the Woodland park zoo? They have out door concerts? They're really fun!
Really? I didn't know. I should have suspected as much seen as she knew welsh...
Ill have to ask her whether she lives north or south tho
Yeah. I can get to Bellevue. It's the most centralized location for all the Seattle-area minions I know.
Taia's from Wales, I think.
It's ok Star! I was kinda joking. It is depressing but it's not your fault!
Bellevue is a bit far but I could get there.
@Dugglyn: It's okay. :) Yeah . . . I realised my :/ face could have had the portrayal of you upsetting me, but really I just didn't want to make slight of the situation . . . sorry . . .
*starts hyperventilating*
OMG!!! OMG!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!
THAT WOULD WORK SO WELL!!!!!!!!!! WE HAVE A ZOO MEMBERSHIP AND WE CAN WALK UP ANYTIME AND MY MOM LOVES GOING TO THE ZOO AND OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!
*is smiling really big right now!*
Oh.
Darn.
*calms down a lot*
@Star ok! :) didn't want to upset you!
Yeah. Hmm....
I'm gonna go now. Reading and feelings and what not. Bye.
Byii Silente
@Dugglyn: *smiles* *hugs* :)
Sorry, going to sleep now . ..
I hope you feel better soon, Silente. :/
Byii Star
Email Elleni!
fabi.the.fabiosaurus@gmail.com
(I check that one more than any of my personals, tbh)
Bye Silente!!
Bye Star!!!
Fabi, I'm going to email you. Be warned!
Warning noted.
I probably have to go now, but I'll respond when I can.
Does anyone want my email?
I would like to keep in touch with people
(Seems I'm back.)
Ok:
chloe@cfc.co.uk
for those who want it :)
I have to go to pick my sis up from her trip to London and then ill go to bed
byii
*is still hiding from The Dark Shadow and James, breathing heavily and wondering what happened*
*decides to wait, logic being that someone must appear some time, since she is definitely not wanting to face the Shadow and James alone armed with only a computer and a shotgun*
Chloe! I'm going to email you!!!
Bye Inky!
(Bye Inky!)
*checks herself for signs of mould or disease, and sees nothing* *sets her suit scanning for pathogens and bacteria, etc, and it comes back negative*
*breathes a sign of relief*
*sigh
(My dog has stopped barking so I'm going to sleep. Night!)
*rolls off of his beach chair*
Silente...Silente....Sil.
*watches her image struggling in the water*
*sees her stumble and fall*
*winces*
*she screams, his stomach wrenches*
Sil...
*a man with a sword catches up with her*
*the man swings*
*the image fades and a wave of emotional pain washes through him*
*gags and vomits at the poolside*
*watches through bleary, red-rimmed, encrusted eyes as a new view appears and Elleni's sufferings are displayed in full gruesome detail*
*the screams begin again*
Night Draggie!!!!
*awakes in a pile of blood, tears and bile*
*whispers hoarsely* What do I have to do today?
Viv's dad: The same thing as yesterday. Kill Ms. Tempest.
*struggles to his feet*
I can't do it. You know I can't.
Viv's dad: That's why you get to be someone else when you do it.
*hands Vivanus the cleaver uniform*
No, I'm not that person any more.
Viv's dad: you must to survive. And I know you Vivanus. Over all else you need to survive.
*closes his eyes*
*takes the uniform*
*puts it on*
This doesn't change who I am.
Viv's dad: you're right. You haven't warmed up yet.
*Goes through the cleaver training with his commander, no dad...not his real dad. His fake dad.*
*drills flawlessly for hours*
*left-right, left-right*
About face, forward, turn, reverse grip, Silente...Silente....left-right, left-right, what was her name? Left-right, left-right, who's name? It must not matter if I can't remember, left-right, left-right
No! Sil!!
*collapses on the ground*
What am I doing??!
Viv's dad: GET UP!!
Yessir!
*stands up straight*
*a large shape bursts from the darkness*
*automatically swings his scythe and cuts off its head*
Viv's dad: Good job. Now just do that once a day for the next six days and you'll be outta here.
You mean...that was Sil?
Viv's dad: yep. You just killed your true love.
Oh Viv....! D': D: D:
Gtg! Bye!
I'm here, my love
Alexis: *is lonely*
((Zaf's eldest daughter. She's a Sensitive. I THINK she is still dating Lorcan, not sure.-Zaf
*Casha suddenly winced as she held the side of her stomach.*
Lorcan: Jesus Cash, you okay?!
Casha: I don't know what the hell that was. That was really sore.
*Lorcan does his best to fluff up the pillow as he gets her to sit cross legged. He hands her a bottle of water.*
Lorcan: What kind of pain was it? Searing, burning, poking??
Casha: Uh let's just go with painful Lorc okay?
Lorcan: Could something be wrong with the baby?
Casha: Don't say that, we're in a fucking cave!!
*has spent most of the night staring blankly at the wall, running his fingers through her hair or brushing over her face where they'd carved his name into her skin* *has steadily spent energy on healing her, having lost all awareness of whether or not she still needs it*
Alexis: *sits by the lake, thinking of Lorcan, hoping maybe he'll know she's no longer a doll* I hate this!!
Aro: Hate what?
Alexis: I can't find Lorcan anywhere and because of that damned Asgardian I have had a headache!
*Stirs faintly, shivering slightly* *Her eyes open, yet she continues to not see* *Whispts his name*
*Lorcan takes her hand and holds her face gently.*
Lorcan: Do you want to go and see one of the nurses?
Casha: No! No, we can't risk it, we can't risk the baby. I'm sure it's nothing. Honestly, I'm feeling a bit better.
Lorcan: I didn't get any painkillers for you though to ease it, they ran out.
Casha: *giggles* Lorcan, it's all right. Just get the dinner going, I'm sure I'll be fine.
Aro: We all do. Loki is insane, we all agree.
Alexis: What does he want? He's caused me to want to kill, and I'm a pacifist.
Aro: *gently* He's a god, what more do we want?
Alexis: Can't we send him back?
Aro: "You need the cube to send me home, and Zanida sent it I know not where."
Alexis: GOD DAMN YOU LOKI LAUFEYSON!!!!
You called?
Alexis: *pretty much almost has a heart attack*
You wish to see the silver boy? I assure you he is dead.
Alexis: Leave me alone.
Or what? You really cannot do anything.
Alexis: I will mentally find Alastair or maybe Banner, you like Hulk don't you?
You really do not know your place, do you Alexis?
Aro: Go. You are unwelcome here.
You, are not either.
Alexis: LORCAN!!!! If you're alive now would be an excellent time to visit Blogland and you know...NOT LET ME DIE BY THE HANDS OF LOKI!
Aro: Leave. Alexis and I do not wish to fight.
I am not fighting, can I not have a simple conversation?
*Lorcan blinks and shakes his head as he hears the scream.*
Lorcan: *gasps* holy shit...
Casha: You okay?
Lorcan: Yeah... just feeling a bit hungry I guess.
Lorcan: Alexis? Holy shit. Um... I would love to come back to Blogland right now but I'm wrapped up in a lot of things sweets. It's not safe for us to go back there
*is thrown back into reality at the sound of her voice* *pulls her closer and buries his face in her hair, his voice barely above a whisper and breaking* Good morning, my love...
Alexis: Oh, not safe? Why?! I doubt you have two gods by you, do you? We do!
*Wraps an arm around him* *Relaxes against him* *Opens her mouth to speak, but can't make a sound* Am I safe..?
Aro: Hey Alastair, question: What weapon can kill an Asgardian who is really a Frost Giant? I'm a bit of a pacifist but Loki pisses me off.
Lorcan: No! But I'm on the run from fucking bounty hunters looking for silver mages with my pregnant girlfriend!
*Lorcan takes a deep breath as he places the tomatoes into the pan. He instantly regretted telling Alexis like that.*
Alexis: Your....girl....friend?! You....left....me....TO GO AFTER ANOTHER GOD DAMNED SILVER MAGE BUT YOU SAY YOU LOVED ME?! How could you?!
*stifles a sob* Of course you are, darling. How are you?
Alexis: I can probably track Lorcan, Loki. By all means kill him.
Why....?
Alexis: Or kill his pregnant girlfriend. I don't care, kill one or the other. I would prefer the girl.
Killing a pregnant Midgardian? Tempting. Tomorrow.
Lorcan: Lexi it's not like that, we just kind of found each other. She thought she was the only one too. I didn't know if I would ever come back to Blogland. I was hoping you would find peace and move on.
I never meant to hurt you Lexi. Never.
*Takes a very deep breath, and then shuts her eyes again* I'm glad you got there...
Alexis: I searched, and searched. And you find another girl? You claimed love for me. I hope you're happy, because tonight, I'm going to end it for myself. Loki offered me a place on the throne when he takes over, and I accepted it. Today.
Lorcan: Please Lexi don't be like that. I have always loved you, it's just I was gone a year and a half, I didn't think about going home or Blogland.
Please Lexi, we have a baby coming now, this raises the bar to a whole different level of seriousness. I can't do this without you. Please.
Casha: Are you okay hun?
Lorcan: I think we should get you to a nurse or have someone who knows what they are doing to come look at you.
Casha: I told you I'm fine sweets.
Lorcan: No Casha, this could be something serious.
Casha: And if it isn't?
Lorcan: Than I'm an over protective fool!
Casha: You're a fool anyway.
Alexis: Should have thought about that BEFORE. You never loved me. You never did. I should have known. Wen Loki and I take over, you will have your day.
((Must eat.))
*EPIC DRUM SOLO*
*cough* I'm just gonna... slip into the shadows and watch
(*Cuddles Em*
Ily...))
(( *Cuddles Rose... ily2!!!!))
Casha: Lorcan I'm just really tired babe, maybe tomorrow.
Lorcan: Really?
Casha: Yes, if it hasn't eased up by the morning you can bring someone to come and look at me.
Lorcan: I can get someone now, it's no problem.
Casha: *grits her teeth and growls threateningly* Lorcan...
*breaks into tears, curling up against Adra* I'm sorry, Adra...
*She lets her head fall against him* *Fumbles weakly around for his hand, and takes it**Places it against her heart, and takes deep breaths*
((Hello, Death.))
*has completely dissolved into tears, trembling shoulders, and shuddering breaths* *feeling too many things at once to form them into coherent thoughts*
Oh gods... *She slides her arms around him* Shhh, my love... Just breathe..
D:
So many feels...
And I missed the whole fear dimension thing...
*poofs to read*
Bbs, I hope.
*takes several minutes to collect himself to a point where he can manage steady, short breaths without interruption* *whispers feintly* Sorry, love...
*Continues to hold him, curling her legs against him* *Shushes him gingerly*
*pulls her gently closer, gradually recovering his breath*
Don't turn away
Don't give into the pain
Don't try to hide
Though they're screaming your name
Don't close your eyes
God knows what lies behind them
Don't turn out the lights
Never sleep, never die
#ChaseForBook9
Hehhhh lyric spam
Oops
*hugs everyone*
There are in fact many feels out and about tonight... And last night, and the one before...
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah, Star, I do wish I could help them. I should do that more often.
#ChaseForBook9
*Curls against him* *Her lip quivers* Please don't let me go..
Helloooo
*takes another shuddering breath* I won't... I couldn't... I'm so sorry... *pulls her a little closer*
*Presses against him* *Cries gently* -Thank you..
((Hello, Nevyar.))
*kisses her hair* I love you, Adra...
*Nods, meaning that she knows* *Buries her head in his shoulder, shivering* What about Loki?
*tenses, his voice growing cold* Kill him. Again. If only killing him would be good enough.
I'll stay close to you, if you like, until we know he's gone. Otherwise, I can link us more closly together...
*Nods* Please, I'd like to keep you close... *Her fingers begin to freeze as she panics* What if he tries to kidnap me again? What if he hurts me? What if he does... Something bad? *She shudders violently*
*multiples of me appear in the room, it is impossible to pin point the real one* Or perhaps, I can kill you together.
*laces his fingers with hers to keep them from freezing, his eyes starting to sting again* Just stay close, love. I'll die before I let him take you again.
*glares at Loki* How kind of you to come back in such a timely manner. *splits into two, one of him teleporting away with Adra* Are you ready to die again?
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