Finally, we have the New Zealand details...
CHRISTCHURCH
THURSDAY, 2ND OCT:
12:30 PM — Whitcoulls, Riccarton Mall — public signing
5:30 PM — The Children's Bookshop (in Riccarton School Hall) — Talk, Q&A, Signing
WELLINGTON
FRIDAY, 3RD OCT:
12 PM — Whitcoulls, Queensgate Mall — public signing
5:30 PM — The Children's Bookshop, Wellington — Talk, Q&A, Signing
AUCKLAND
SATURDAY, 4TH OCT:
11 AM — Whitcoulls, Sylvia Park Mall — public signing
2:30 PM — Whitcoulls, Albany Mall — public signing
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*smiles* hello sweetie
Soph could you bloody put me down.
Depending on who's ship it was I may or may not be personally fine with it... Doesn't make any less wrong though.
*the darkness clears, and Blake is standing directly in front of Sophia*
So, did you watch her set off whatever destroyed it?
The only things I feel when you hug me is anger and I also feel uncomfortable because I do not like physical contact which I have told you god knows how many times.
I was thinking, how about a trip? A new world maybe
I didn't, Blake - but I saw her amongst the wreckage, acting like she enjoyed it. And she took a bite from someone.
*grins* that would be nice, where to?
I didn't bite anyone!
How about the diamond falls of Neptune?
She's a vampire, it'd be natural for her to be exited around the presumably large amount of bodies and blood there would be in the wreckage of a ship.
She blew it up, Blake. What I saw perfectly justifies shooting her regardless. Now let me do my job.
(I will be back soon. *presses pause*)
If you shoot me before the wedding Viv WILL kill you.
brb
(kk Soph)
*hears Blake's comment about Silente*
*clutches her bullet wound, looking at the blood surrounding it*
*looks at Silente*
*leaves without saying anything*
*eyes brighten* that would be awesome!
*he raises an eyebrow*
You're going to shoot someone over an impulse they can't control?
(im okay xan. You?)
(Ok, back within 2 hours)
(Meh, same old same old.)
(Okay Ed ^_^)
Felix: yo, wassup?
((Will be distant now...
Sorry for messing up the rp.))
(*hugs Xan*)
(because its friendly.)
(*looks at S'il and Xan hugging*
*makes a shadow clone*
*bro hugs it*)
(Sil* >.<)
'(*pulls Blake into the group hug*
Hey Blake wanna know a weird fact?)
(Sure, lets hear it.
*Returns the hug*)
(*wathes geoup hug*)
(Before Sil got her dad back she planned on asking you to give her away at her wedding.)
(*pulls inky into the group hug*)
(*smiles and hugs back*
I like cwtches)
(R- really? Why me?
*Looks rather confused, almost embarrassed*
(I am back.
Is it me or has the world become overrun with right wing political parties and sad movies?
... What is wrong with humanity?)
(Cause you're the closest she has to a big brother, to a father figure. Even her father figure isn't much of a father figure, she's considering asking you still.)
(brb/mbd)
(Alright Silente.)
Commander Keating, this is a typical, violent cultural effect in response to a perceived time of crisis.
(... I didn't know you looked up to me like that, thanks...)
(It is still both confusing and irritating, Sir.)
Commander Keating, people tend to return to more conservative and "safe" values in response to a threat, in this case, Ebola and Isis. However, neither of these present any sort of significant threat whatsoever, which speaks lengths about the world's ignorance, rather than their unflinching support of conservative beliefs.
The movie problem stems from Hollywood being filled with talentless, unoriginal, biased hacks.
(of course she does Blake!)
(hey guys...
if you are not too busy, can you click on the following link and just read 'escape'. It is a short story I wrote for my English course work and I would like people's opinions on it
http://chloereality.blogspot.co.uk/)
(Why though? It's not like he's a perfect role-model.)
(He doesn't have to be. He's kind and caring, gently even, when he has to be. He's there for her. He doesn't turn her down. Even when she's screwed up he hasn't been that harsh on her, not like other Blake Soul was. He protects her when she needs it and saves her when she's screwed. He's like a big brother. And Chi and him together are like her parents in a way..)
(*listens to ACDC*)
(I am back.
Sir - people are ignorant. Definitely. I blame the media. I've always hated bloody reporters. They just make people worry about things that don't need worrying about.
Yes. I agree. As soon as one film from a specific genre is somewhat successful, everyone starts making those types of films. Which is also part of why I hate 99% of films and fiction books - it isn't about art or talent, which it should be, it's just a way for selfish people to make money.)
(Alright, now that we're done feeling all mushy inside... any ideas for things to do?)
(welcome back Sophia. Where were we in the rp?)
(*laughs* idiot.)
(Somewhere about here.)
No, Blake - I MAY shoot her for an impulse she SHOULD control.
You don't control your impulses to argue!
There is a difference between arguing and blowing up a ship, Silente.
I didn't blow up a ship
You did. I know you did. I know when someone is lying, Silente. It is useless trying to hide it from me.
I'm not lying!
As I said, Silente, I know when people are lying. If you tell me the truth, I won't shoot you.
I didn't blow up the bloody ship.
What's your evidence? You saw her in the wreckage supposedly biting a man, all we have is your word.
(
Welcome to the jungle
We've got fun n' games
We got everything you want
Honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey
We got your disease
)
What would I gain by lying, Blake? Use bloody logic. I saw her biting someone. And she is lying about not blowing up the ship.
(I will be back soon. *presses pause*)
(Hello how are you all?)
(*glomps Gar* heya bach ! im good. you?)
I didn't BITE someone and I'm NOT lying!
(*freezes because paused*)
*the HMS Midnight Hotel floats serenely, docked in the bay*
*the harsh Northern winds lash at its sails and broadsides*
*the real Midnight Hotel is standing a few yards inland*
*the golden key is still in the lock*
*and Clara L. Crowley has just begun to decorate for Halloween*
(hey garr)
Garrett! Inky! Silente! Sophia! Blake! Other people that I may have missed! Greetings!
(*laughs evily*
Hello dearest Clara.)
*while the old-fashioned Victorian interior lends itself well to Halloween spirits, it could use an extra touch*
*stands in the center of the lobby*
*frowns, wondering what to do*
(heya Anni! how art thou?)
(Hello, dearest Silente.
*psychotic grin*)
(Sil: *sweetly* I could come decorate Clara. I'd make it look like there'd been a massacre. It'd be very realistic.)
(*gets glomped* I'm alright, thanks Inks)
(hello Sil, Hello Clars and everyone else here)
(do you wanna rp Gar?)
(Oh darling Silente, I'm sure that won't be necessary. I expect my decorations will be splendid without the extra help.
I'm doing well, Inky! I've been invited to a Halloween party, and I'm wondering what to go as. I'm not sure what would suit me.)
(*Backs away from the psychotic duo*)
*goes down into the basement*
*loads the lift with cardboard boxes*
*returns to the lobby and begins to stack them in the center*
*opens the first one, to find an authentic human skeleton*
*sets up the bones on the mantle*
(Sil: are you very sure? I wouldn't mind in the slightest. It might even be fun. Your guests could help.)
(fire away Inks)
*arranges a variety of small pumpkins on the desk*
((I love the stages Clarente go through. It's gone from 'queens together' to 'I'll slaughter your guests in your lobby for decorations'))
(OOO a party! none of my friends are holding one this year -_-)
(While I don't doubt their contribution would be magnificent, especially on the walls, I prefer my own decorations. They have sentimental value, unlike my guests.)
Tawnee: *walks randomly around house*
(Clarente has certainly been an . . . an adventure. If you could call it that.)
(I agree, Inky, Halloween parties are fun, even though I'm not much of a party person.
Everyone I've asked tells me that I should go as the Mad Hatter. I'm not sure if I have the right clothes for it, but I'll see what I can whip up.)
(Yes Clara you should go as the mad hatter.
I've no idea what to go as this year..)
(that would be ace
For the last few years ive been dressing up in my 'wicked bitch' outfit)
*Is slumped over a table DEAD!! or asleep*
*lights tall white candles in every window*
*goes outside and wreaths the door in black and orange bunting*
*finally, returns to the hotel and hangs up creepy black-and-white photos all along the walls*
*there were already creepy black-and-white photos on the wall, but now there are more*
(I am back.)
Silente, you are lying. When you tell me the truth, we can find a peaceful solution to the problem you have caused. The more you lie to me, the harder my job is, and the harder life will be for you.
(Either that was a typo, Inky, or you have the best Halloween costume ever.)
Tawnee: *comes across Gar*
*pokes him* uh...hello?
(it wasn't a typo, it is what I said it is)
I'm not lying Sophia.
(this is it
http://www.fancydressball.co.uk/big_images1/wicked-bitch-costume-36282-a.jpg)
You are. Stop pretending otherwise because it will not work on me. Because you look about twelve, you think you can get away with murder - literally?
And now, for the final few touches.
*hangs up skull-and-pumpkin ribbons around the windows*
And . . .
*approaches the radio in the lobby*
*sticks a sticker to it*
*the sticker is a yellow triangle with an orange S on it*
Ahh. Perfect.
*sits down behind desk*
*puts down a tall top hat, with feathers and playing cards tucked into the band*
(That is the best Halloween costume ever.)
I don't think that in the slightest Sophia. *smiles innocently* although I must admit it helps.
*wakes up* oh hello love.
(*bows* thank you ^^)
Tawnee: *smiles* you know I thought you were dead
*looks puzzled* really?
Well it won't work with me. *aims her machine gun at Silente* I will give you one more chance: Tell me the truth, or I will start shooting.
(I'm currently scrolling through Pinterest and DeviantART, looking for a good Halloween avatar for Clara L. Crowley. Any suggestions?)
*eyes the machine gun* start shooting and others will avenge me.
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