I dedicate to not insulting people when you want to. Just because you feel like insulting people doesn't mean you should. You get a momentary flare of satisfaction from upestting other people, and like . . . wanting to insult people just because they annoy you is entirely selfish.
Insulting people for a purpose is different, of course, but still.
(your welcome) the proper ed would know, because we time traveled 4 yrs into the future and i found out i do something that makes history. *follows inky* do you want me to fly you there?
*laughs and walks out of the building in France, pulling her cloak tight around her and the head under her cloak* *flips her hair over her shoulder and pulls the hood up* *hums happily and skips down the steps*
(Hunter: Sorry if I distonate. Star, you know . . . *waves hand to Star and her habit of being distance, which a shrug that suggests he puts up with this long-sufferingly and that it's one of those dismal-but-inevitable occurences, like rant, or snow* *except he likes rain, and snow* *but the comparison was written by Star and aimed at normal people, so it's bound to be a little out*)
*opens a portal and steps through, opening a door and throwing the head into the head room before closing it once more and taking her cloak off* *sighs at the burns on her right hand and arm* Stupid elementals.
*studies the burns* Idiot. He's lucky I promised never to torture. *steps through a portal and into blogland* *goes to the lake and dunks her arm into it to help the burns*
(Hunter: Did I not see that when you opened the door?
Ah, David Tennant. That was a while back for me . . . *tries to calculate how old Ez would have been then* *Ez didn't watch Doctor Who when she was as old as she was then* *she was an idiot when she was as old as she was then*)
(I just...I do sometimes...sometimes i see comments and ignore them...or I see comments and mentally reply without actually replying...and i don't want anyone to feel like shite because of me....)
@Silente: *blinks* Everyoone ignores people sometimes. But I don't think you ignore me more than the avergae person ignores me/you ignore the average person/the average person ignores the average person, so it's okay. :)
Greetings, Mr. Fletcher. Still up to your old tricks, I see.
Greetings, Ms. Flame. I hope that you are in good health.
Greetings, Ms. Inkbright. There is no need to shout.
I do not believe that we have met, Mr. Varr. Still, you seem to possess at least the remotest iota of intelligence, I believe that you can suss out my schtick rather expediently.
Greetings, Ms. Tempest. It was nothing, merely a poor attempt at humor. My author is feeling fairly well, they were recently told that, should everything go to plan, they shall make a nearly full recovery.
Good Lord, it's Sir! Hullo, Sir! Today has been utterly fantastic, which is a wonderful change of pace from how my days usually are. I hope you yourself are doing well.
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Felix: *growls* prove it then
Ask me a question only I would know the answer to
Danke, Inky. :)
I also dedicate to love, I think, and to response. To people being there for people. To reaching out.
I wish I had the words to say what I wanted to say.
Once again, I dedicate to communication. I wish I could communicate better.
@Garret: What happens what?
I also dedicate to reading dictionaries.
I love reading dictionaries.
Where did I get my locket ?
(hear hear too.)
I dedicate to not insulting people when you want to.
Just because you feel like insulting people doesn't mean you should. You get a momentary flare of satisfaction from upestting other people, and like . . . wanting to insult people just because they annoy you is entirely selfish.
Insulting people for a purpose is different, of course, but still.
I also dedicate to acceptance. I like acceptance.
Paris
(I'm back.)
Thanks, Garret. :)
Sorry, I'm just rambling on a bit now . . .
(i asked what happened because you said aww dammit )
*thinks*
Why do you not trust felix?
(Hear hear ^^)
Because I think he is after you
(your welcome star and hello soph hows it going?)
@Garret: I got first. XD XD
I then had to think of a ded. :P
It was okay because I had plenty of things to ded to, but yeah, it annoys me. XD I'd just gotten first over on the yonder that isn't yonder, as well.
*frowns* that's funny, you dont seem very angry towards him now... *shakes head* are aren't the right one
(It is going fine, thank you. Yourself?)
I am the same Ed you went to Paris with
*appears by inky and ed* answer this question: what is the biggest thing to happen to me in 4 years time?
I do not know Gar, I don't pay attention to mortal time lines
(your welcome and its I'm ok thank you)
*heads towards tardis* I'm going to get my Ed back
(Where is everyone?
Beacuse Hunter wants to ask someone whether he's a mortal or not.)
*Door locks* What if there is no Ed?
(We are just outside the bar Hunter)
(your welcome)
the proper ed would know, because we time traveled 4 yrs into the future and i found out i do something that makes history. *follows inky* do you want me to fly you there?
(Hunter: Oh, good.)
*appears*
Hey.
*looks at bar*
*frowns*
*looks at them*
*his eyes go grey*
*then he remembers what he's there for*
Hey. Do I count as a mortal?
*Tardis now will not open*
Hunter, it depends
Open the Tardis! *growls*
Inky, there is no need to. I am here
Hello hunter,
*laughs and walks out of the building in France, pulling her cloak tight around her and the head under her cloak*
*flips her hair over her shoulder and pulls the hood up*
*hums happily and skips down the steps*
*shakes head* no, it was the other one. I was right all along!
Need I point out that as I said, he doesn't know you and is in a murderous rage. He may not be happy.
Hunter: Depends on what?
Hi, by the way. Garret, Inky, Ed.
I can help him, now open this up!
Hi Hunter. It depends on, I don't know actually.
(Hewwo)
(Hunter: Sorry if I distonate. Star, you know . . . *waves hand to Star and her habit of being distance, which a shrug that suggests he puts up with this long-sufferingly and that it's one of those dismal-but-inevitable occurences, like rant, or snow* *except he likes rain, and snow* *but the comparison was written by Star and aimed at normal people, so it's bound to be a little out*)
*opens a portal and steps through, opening a door and throwing the head into the head room before closing it once more and taking her cloak off*
*sighs at the burns on her right hand and arm*
Stupid elementals.
Inky, it is still me. I am the Ed who regrets what he did. The one who took you to see your pack
Hunter: Do you want me to try and open it?
*he has no idea how to open a TARDIS*
*hang on*
*metaphorically looks at Ed* *metaphorically looks at TARDIS*
Hunter: *don't we all regret what we did?*
Take. Me . To. Ed. Now! *changes into semi wolf form *
We all have bad days, I'm sure he'll be ok.
Hunter, what is your magic discipline, if you don't mind me asking. *Tardis door opens*
Come on Gar! *goes into Tardis*
Gar, he didn't just have a bad day.
Hunter: I'm too cool for magic.
*snaps fingers and bright purple sparks spark (that's why they're called sparks) up from the snap before fading*
Cool Hunter *Steps into Tardis*
*follows* do you want me to fly, or is this not ed flying?
*Runs round console pressing buttons*
(Sorry I vanished for a moment.)
Hunter: * . . . yes* *it is cool*
*magic people are so hard to impress*
*he puts his hand back in his pocket and looks at the TARDIS*
*which is really a TARDIS*
*that's really /a/ TARDIS, not /really/ a TARDIS
(I'm making a ded to inky, because she has been here all day and hasn't left, so this ded is to you and your sticking here ness )
(It really is a Tardis)
*studies the burns*
Idiot. He's lucky I promised never to torture.
*steps through a portal and into blogland*
*goes to the lake and dunks her arm into it to help the burns*
(Hear hear Gar)
*waits anxiously to return*
(Hunter: Of course it's really a TARDIS. Did I not just establish that?)
*walks over and puts his hand on the TARDIS, closing his eyes*
*smiles, slightly* *it's a happy smile, a kind of unguarded one*
(Naww Gar, you didn't have to ^^)
*Tardis materialises* Here
Hunter: *takes his hand away as it disappears, and closes his eyes again, reliving the encounter*
(Hunter, the interior is Tennant interior)
Speed up the button pressing boy.
Hunter: *time energy*
*he likes the feel of that*
*smiles* thank you
*rushes out* Ed!
*Door opens* after you (Hunter, are you in the Tardis?)
Ed! Please, I'm here now!
(Hunter: Did I not see that when you opened the door?
Ah, David Tennant. That was a while back for me . . .
*tries to calculate how old Ez would have been then*
*Ez didn't watch Doctor Who when she was as old as she was then*
*she was an idiot when she was as old as she was then*)
(Hunter: No, I'm not.)
*Second Ed walks forward with murder in his eyes* Who are you?
(Ok Hunter. It's does not seem like five years since Tennant)
(I will be back soon.)
*ears lower* I its me... Inky, your mate
Ed2: I do not know an Inky *Energy gathers in hand* How did you find me? *A small group of people are stood in the corner terrified*
You do know me...*hugs him* don't do this
(Hunter: @Ed: *states matter-of-factly, without impatience* I'm from the future.)
Ed2: *Pulls away and turns* I do not know you *The people turn to dust screaming*
*Ed walks out of Tardis* I told you, come on
*it sounds like a reminder
*that's it
*he/I is reminding Ed, which is obvious, but, to issue you with ANOTHER reminder, Star's doing the descriptions
*walks out* woah angry ed,
(your welcome inky ;) and its true so why not)
*screams* no! This is the right one, it has to be
(Ok Hunter, I am from another dimension)
(Thank you ^^ *hugs*)
*Hugs Inky* We need to go
*Ed2 finds more people and turns them to dust*
Inky there could be a third ed who is a combination of both the eds here.
*pulls away* what did you do to him?! He was fine earlier! You took me to the wrong time didn't you?
Hunter: *same reminder voice, though this time he isn't reminding* I realise.
*realised
Inky, I am Ed
But you aren't mine ! The Ed I know would be hurt by all of this! Give him back to me!
(*hugs*)
I am not hurt because I did this so long ago
Take me to the right Ed, now! *shakes* please, m my wolf won't hold out much longer ...
So we are in the wrong time!
Inky *hugs* It is me
T then why can't I believe you *sobs*
brb
(back blwdi wifi :| )
(This is an honest question - Does anyone ever feel like I ignore them?)
(Wifi tends to be trouble, that's why I use my 3G)
(I am back.
Silente - You have never ignored me.)
(No, Skl. What makes you think that?)
(no, why are you asking such a question sil?)
(Back. Silente, you don't ignore people)
Inky, why don't you believe me?
(Wb Soph. How are you?)
*sil
(I am average. Yourself?)
My instincts are screaming at me... Ed would be offended
(I just...I do sometimes...sometimes i see comments and ignore them...or I see comments and mentally reply without actually replying...and i don't want anyone to feel like shite because of me....)
Offended by what?
@Silente: *blinks* Everyoone ignores people sometimes. But I don't think you ignore me more than the avergae person ignores me/you ignore the average person/the average person ignores the average person, so it's okay. :)
:)
It's okay, Silente. :)
(@Soph I'm...thinking. My mood is a thinking one. So probably not that good.)
That I didn't recognise him as mine
You aren't acting like you're offended that I don't think you are the real ed
(*hugs star* hey...how are you?)
*Looks offended* I am Ed
(*hugs Sil* don't worry about it)
(Silente, don't worry)
But not mine *walks to the tardis* take me to my Ed
(brb food.)
I am your Ed *walks to Tardis*
(Kay Sil)
Then how come you took me to the wrong time?
(Ok Silente)
*shadow walks into the tardis* lets go then
Okay Gar *goes into Tardis*
This is the right time
*Presses buttons on console*
Fine, thanks, Sil. :) You?
*taps foot impatiently*
*Tardis appears a few minutes before they left after Inky chose* Wait until we leave *First Inky and Ed leave*
*steps out*
(*sighs*)
*Ed2 is walking off*
Ed! Please wait! *runs after him*
*Ed2 turns* Inky?
I made a mistake! It was you all along ... I I am so sorry
(I will be back soon.)
*watches from the door*.
You're the right Ed! *starts crying* I am sorry
*Hugs Inky* Don't worry *Ed in Tardis laughs*
*shakes* I am such a crap mate. You deserve better
*Ed in Tardis disappears*
No Inky, your amazing. You went through time to find me *hugs*
*smiles through tears*
*hugs him tightly* we will never make that mistake ever again. There is only one of you
(Back...)
*Laughs* The one and only me
(Welcomes Sil ^^)
*laughs* Yeah. Shall we go back?
(Hi Sil)
Sure *Heads back to Tardis*
*follows him to the tardis*
*smiles* Thank you Gar, for being a big help
Just one question, who flew the Tardis here? *Jumps round console pressing buttons*
uh...it was the other Ed
*lays down beside the lake, an arm over her eyes*
Now, Ms. Tempest, would that be Ms. Tempest, Ms. Tempest, Ms. Stark, Ms. Crimson, Ms. Ravish, or another woman laying beside that lake?
Poor humor aside, good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
*laughs* No, really who flew it?
(Hello Sir, its been a while)
(Hello, Sir)
*nods* yes really. The other Ed flew it here
SIR!!!!!
Your welcome.
*smiles* Ill buy you beer when we go back
(SIR!!! *tacklehugs* hello. Are you well? And forgive me, I should specify.)
Silente: *lays by the lake, and arm over her eyes*
Oh *Tardis materialises outside cottage next to Felix*
Felix: *rides to Lake* hello, Vampy. Whats happening?
*holds his hand and exits the Tardis*
*the Midnight Hotel blossoms up from the ground*
*exits, breathing heavily, laptop in hand*
The war is won, my brethren!
Skulduggery and Valkyrie have been rescued, and my campaign as the leader of the Twitter Operatives has come to a close.
Theatre of Shadows is over.
*Walks out of Tardis* Home
(Hi Anni! )
Greetings, Mr. Fletcher. Still up to your old tricks, I see.
Greetings, Ms. Flame. I hope that you are in good health.
Greetings, Ms. Inkbright. There is no need to shout.
I do not believe that we have met, Mr. Varr. Still, you seem to possess at least the remotest iota of intelligence, I believe that you can suss out my schtick rather expediently.
Greetings, Ms. Tempest. It was nothing, merely a poor attempt at humor. My author is feeling fairly well, they were recently told that, should everything go to plan, they shall make a nearly full recovery.
But I digress, how do you lot fare?
Sil: *moves the arm from her eyes* oh, hey Felix. *pulls her burnt arm out of the water, sitting up* how are you?
*smiles* Yes, our home *hugs him*
(Hello Annika)
Felix: Im good, what happened to your arm?
Greetings, Ms. Crowley. A pleasure to see you, your text, at least, as always.
Good Lord, it's Sir!
Hullo, Sir! Today has been utterly fantastic, which is a wonderful change of pace from how my days usually are.
I hope you yourself are doing well.
sorry sir.
how are you?
oh, hang on.
you told silente.
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! :)
*quietly hugs sir and his author*
i'm fine, thanks. :) :) not talking with capital letters is messing me up a bit . . .
Ah, much better. :)
*Hugs Inky* Bar?
(I am feeling good, Sir. Yourself?)
Best wishes to both you and your author, Sir.
*very pleased that Sir and h is author will probably make a nearly full recovery :)*
(Hey Clara!)
(I'm well Sir.)
Huh? *looks at her arm*
Oh. Nothing. Little accident.
*giggles* Okay, lets go to the bar
Wonderful to hear, Ms. Crowley. I hope that this pattern continues for you.
Having an excellent day, that is. Not leading an operation on Twitter to save various characters.
Thank you I'll enjoy that,
(hello sir we've never met, so call me Garrett / Gar) and ed i did a bit of flying to.
Felix: *arches an eyebrow* come on, Vampy. What incident?
*They appear in the bar*
Thank you kindly, Ms. Cryptic.
You should try it sometime, Sir. It's wonderful for one's ego.
And I am very, very happy that you'll be making a recovery. You had me worried there for a moment.
(I dedicate to ...)
*orders wine for Ed* here you go *smiles*
Oh, you know, stuff happens.
*shrugs*
*puts her arm back in the water*
Felix: stuff like what?
*Drinks wine* Thanks
No probs *drinks her own drink *sighs happily*
*quietly observes Inky and Edward's . . . date?*
. . . Awh. My dark little heart is warmed.
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