Thursday, December 15, 2011

Er...

...it has just been pointed out that maybe the important post, the COMPETITION post, may be slightly overlooked because it is no longer the "new" post. So I'm just posting again to make sure that you read the one below the one below this.

Oh dear God I've just overcomplicated a simple situation, haven't I?

Anyway, READ ALL BLOG ENTRIES, DAMMIT!

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Cat said...

thought you already went.

anyhoodles.

Hi Azzy! snazzy skul-man pic youve got there.

Id like to make a dedication. this page is for authors, especially the bad ones.

Cat said...

please post anything youve written. if you dont want to, its fine, but we'd all like to hear it.

or i would anyway.
i dont think i can speak for the crown. speak for yourselves, DEMONS

azzy98 said...

hi cattt!

Robin Snowscar said...

Hmmm what to do. *paces*

Robin Snowscar said...

*flings random energy around*

Lilie said...

hi!


Any one on?

Anonymous said...

Hey guys! :-) watch this video I made on YouTube - 'Skulduggery Pleasant - End Credits' by Kaibachibi007 - the songs really suits the books!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

DEREK HOW DO MANGAGE TO POST THREE FREAKING BLOG ENTRIES WHEN I'M NOT HERE? HOW? HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*crosses arms and sulks* Grrrr...

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*is arguing with self* How does Derek manage to post THREE times when I'm not here? Well, maybe it's because you were to busy having a nightmare. No, I woke up during that, but since you mention it, I want to go kill all the stupid Necromancers now for trying to kill me and my friends... Why don't you? BECAUSE THEY DON'T EXIST. Yeah they do. I know, I was being dramatic about it; the mortals aren't supposed to know about them, remember? Duh. Don't give me attitude! I'll do what I want! No you won't because I'll stop typing!!!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

And no one is even here... *wipes away tear*




DEREK PLEASE POST AGAIN!!! PLEASE!!! THIS ONE IS SO SHORT IT'S DEPRESSING!!!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*continues to sulk, muttering*

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

Oh, and I changed my username, if it wasn't already noticable.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*sighs*

lego said...

oh, hai!

Marian Qaoteriity said...

Hi, people in blogland!

Marian Qaoteriity said...

...Blog land seems rather uninhabited tonight.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

I'm here, just writing about an insane murderer elsewhere. I won't be here for long, though... I have a concert tonight...

Marian Qaoteriity said...

Hiya.

Did I meet you yet? I'm not sure if I've met you. I might have- I've met a few people, though not a lot- anyway, Hi. I'm Marian.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

Hi, I'm... Well, you see my name, don't you?



(I think I may be leaving now... Bye!)

Marian Qaoteriity said...

Why yes. Yes I do.

(Bye, nice talking with you, for however short a time.)

Jakespeare said...

I hereby give my Golden God, Derek Landy, full rights to take this character and adapt it into his brain-explodingly brilliant work.

Name: Penelope hiding
Power: Adept, more specifically the power to blend into her surrounding objects. Not turn invisible, more like a chameleon.
Profession: Assassin so good an evil. Will help the side that pays the best
Connections: Billy Ray Saguines ex Girlfriend

Interesting characteristics/traits/facial appearances:

She has hair as dark as night with a bright red streak through it and sparkling green eyes that can expertly stalk prey. She fought for Meritorius against Melevelont but after that took a drastic turn in sides by pairing up with the bad guys. She can use pretty much any weapon but she is know for having a sharp metal axe that brutally cuts through her enemies bones (like the cleavers scythes).

She is that rare combination of being able to go from laughing with a friend to pulling out her axe and threatening to chop his head off. She is serious and not an enemy to be rifled with.

Her right arm is decorated with tattoos of dancing shadows that lead down to a metal bracelet carved with symbols. The symbols react to another group of symbols carved onto her axe that uses magic to "summon" the axe to her hand.

She dresses in a leather jacket that like the clothes made by ghastly bespoke protect her from knifes and like the cleavers outfits can move through the air and isn't flammable. She also wears black combat boots along with trousers.

She is smart, wise and a little bit crazy. She is very angry after her parents abandoned her at age 10. She is a passive gambler and quite poor. She has no permanent home (she normally kills the owners of the houses to live somewhere for a while), no friends or allies, she trusts no-one.

By Jacob Parker

Jakespeare said...

I hereby give my Golden God, Derek Landy, full rights to take this character and adapt it into his brain-explodingly brilliant work.

Name: Penelope hiding
Power: Adept, more specifically the power to blend into her surrounding objects. Not turn invisible, more like a chameleon.
Profession: Assassin so good an evil. Will help the side that pays the best
Connections: Billy Ray Saguines ex Girlfriend

Interesting characteristics/traits/facial appearances:

She has hair as dark as night with a bright red streak through it and sparkling green eyes that can expertly stalk prey. She fought for Meritorius against Melevelont but after that took a drastic turn in sides by pairing up with the bad guys. She can use pretty much any weapon but she is know for having a sharp metal axe that brutally cuts through her enemies bones (like the cleavers scythes).

She is that rare combination of being able to go from laughing with a friend to pulling out her axe and threatening to chop his head off. She is serious and not an enemy to be rifled with.

Her right arm is decorated with tattoos of dancing shadows that lead down to a metal bracelet carved with symbols. The symbols react to another group of symbols carved onto her axe that uses magic to "summon" the axe to her hand.

She dresses in a leather jacket that like the clothes made by ghastly bespoke protect her from knifes and like the cleavers outfits can move through the air and isn't flammable. She also wears black combat boots along with trousers.

She is smart, wise and a little bit crazy. She is very angry after her parents abandoned her at age 10. She is a passive gambler and quite poor. She has no permanent home (she normally kills the owners of the houses to live somewhere for a while), no friends or allies, she trusts no-one.

By Jacob Parker

Pandora Wakeshima said...

Derek!
Profound language!

...


No, seriously, just kidding, my mom swears like a sailor d:
I just felt like writing something here....

Sparky Braginski said...

I'm so dumb. No excuse me while I finish entering the comp...

Sparky Braginski said...

Okay, DONE!

Sparky Braginski said...

Hello?

Sparky Braginski said...

Jesus Christ, not again...

Sparky Braginski said...

Now I am stupid AND lonely...

Sparky Braginski said...

...

This is all my own stupid fault...

Alexis A. said...

I FINISHED MY APPLICATION!
I'm tempted to cry tears of joy!

(>^.^)>HELL YEAH!<(^.^<)

Sparky Braginski said...

Kim! That's great! Please read my application for the competition. Please.

Alexis A. said...

All righty.

Sparky Braginski said...

GREAT!

It's in the 'ANOTHER Competition??' post!

Alexis A. said...

I only read the character bio if you don't mind (I still need to make Xmas cards for teachers. The fun never ends...) But I like it! Sparky, or you, sounds like an interesting character/person.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

I had my second concert! And this time, I was playing in an orchestra, and my mumzy, her boyfriend Bob, my dad, his girlfriend Ember, my dad's friend Glen, Carissa, Peren, Jaida, my grandma, and my cousin all came to watch. And my mumzy almost started crying because she couldn't believe how good I was and how much better I've gotten at cello and how everyone seemed all grown-up etc, etc, and then everyone kept saying I looked super pretty (again) and then my orchestra teacher told us tomorrow we don't need our instruments because we're having a big party instead of class, and the whole time the band played Carissa made weird faces that made me, Polar Bear Girl, and a few other people force ourselves not to burst out laughing...

And that list of events is out of order, but that's still the events of the night.


THEN TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL TILL WINTER BREAK!!! YAY!!!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

And after tonight, now I don't have to wear a dress for a while. YAAAAAAAY!!!

Sparky Braginski said...

Hey Val V! Check your e-mail!

I'm happy and sad that you can't enter the competition.

Sad because you must want that more than anything, because honestly, I'd rather have a character of my own creation in the series than have all the books signed...

Happy because you would win.

Sparky Braginski said...

Congrats on not having to wear a dress for a while!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

No, I think I want the books signed more... Because, honestly, it's freaking impossible to get them from Derek personally in America. Besides, I have my ways of hinting to Derek that I have characters...




(DEREK LANDY! I HAVE CHARACTERS YOU WOULD FIND INTERESTING! IVY ANIMOSITY, ANOMALY DESPAIR, SATURNINE BILIOUS, ARTIFICE CADAVER, SEVERAL OTHERS...)

And that is my technique at telling Derek.

Sparky Braginski said...

Check. Your. E-mail.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

I ALREADY CHECKED MY FREAKING EMAIL!

Sparky Braginski said...

Well...

You haven't written back...

Sparky Braginski said...

The first thing I did when I found out about the comp was call everyone I knew and let them know.

And then send them my application...

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

Do I have to write back? Is that how emails work? Oops. Well, you're here, so I'll just say whatever here.


HOW CAN YOU BE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS WITH FLETCHER?! (Don't you dare bring up the fact that Valkyrie and Fletcher were dating!)

Sparky Braginski said...

Chill out...

Sparky Braginski said...

Go too the competition comment section, that's where I'm talking...

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

Fine. I'll chill out.



*continues drawing a picture of China being hanged by Santa*

Sparky Braginski said...

...

Sounds cool.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

It's Amanda's Christmas card. We're so kind to each other, I know, I know.


(Plus, I'm buying her the same exact creepy little snow globe I got her last year. And Last year she hated it. Which makes it even funnier this year.)

Sparky Braginski said...

*lol's*

Sparky Braginski said...

I hereby give my Golden God, Derek Landy, full rights to take this character and adapt it into his brain-explodingly brilliant work.

PICKMEPICKME!!!!!!


Sparky Braginski, duh!

I AM WRITING A FANFIC ABOUT MYSELF I HAVE BEEN DREAMING OF THIS OPPORTUNITY!!!!

Magic- Control over electricity, and the ability to manipulate people.

Appearance- Same 3/4 length jacket as Val's first one, cargo pants, t-shirt colours always red or green or black. Long straight brown hair. Freckles. Freakishly pale skin. Short. Hazel eyes.

Background- Has known about herself being magic at a young age, unable to find anyone else with magic has trained herself. Was always interested in electricity, thus using that interest to her advantage and very recently (with Fletcher Renn's help) gotten into LOTS of trouble. Entailing, she's been kidnapped four times. Even though she is VERY Australian, she has a Russian/Irish accent with hints of English and Welsh.

Behaviour- Gets angry easily, but takes a lot to make her show it. She is normally good-natured, but can fly into a rage at a moments notice if you aren't paying attention. Often has excellent ideas. (Cause She is me) Never gives in ever. Will always bring something up at the worst times.

Talking about myself in third person is strange...

And! In the following comments I am going to post the fanfic I am writing about Sparky. This is to reinforce everything I've just said, and I WON'T be deleting them for the first time ever!

Oh, I SO hope that is enough!

OH! BEFORE I POST THE STORY, I forgot this in the appearance.

Wears a belt, with Makhaira hanging quite obviously from her waist.


I must also comment on the fact that no one here has the same magic as me.

And, in fact, the only other person I've EVER heard of having electricity magic is Lightening Dave.

And he's dead.

Sparky is thirteen, as mentioned in the story. That is all.


Also Sparky (being me, can't remind you of that enough times) has...

Well, y'know FEARS...

Deathly afraid of spiders and *hides head in shame* being *mumbles something*

Everyone else: What?

Being tickled, okay? It renders Sparky (me) completely useless and that scares me more than anything else in the world. Really.



*runs into near by nursery and takes as many shrubs as possible*

Shop Owner: You can't take those.
Sparky(me!): Oh uh... *looks into shop owners eyes* You are letting me take these so that I can give them to the worlds most honourable cause. Making Derek-The-Golden-Go-Landy love me and use Sparky(ME!) as a character.
S.O: KK.

When wet Sparky (ME) has a tendency to shock herself out of lack of control. When she (ME) is wet she can't touch anything because she shocks it by accident, and turning any electrical appliance while she(ME) is wet makes all the plugs/power points in the room blow up.

There will always be more but, Sparky (once again ME. THAT IS ME.) swear only when she does something incredibly stupid.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

And now we're sort of having a Christmas competition, where we try and give the worst gift... I started it last year, when I gave her a really creepy Christmas card...

Sparky Braginski said...

...

My my, I would not like a Christmas present from you. Speaking of which.

NINE DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

You wouldn't want a gift from Amanda, either... Yesterday she gave me a Caelan pillow and card with a drawing of Caelan crawling in my window. Today, she gave me a box of Barbie hair.


And I'm getting back at her. (You know, I bet I could sneak into her house...)

Sparky Braginski said...

...

That probably wouldn't be wise.

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*shrugs* She has it coming. Anyway...



I can't write. MY MIND CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING.

Sparky Braginski said...

...

Well my story is SCREAMING along...

I'm trying to finish it so that I can just make it a blog entry and continually post it here...

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

*is a little nervous to tell Sparky about what's going on with my story* Er, well, you see... I've kind of... *mumbles something* ...and I might *mumbles more* ...enitirely... But nothing's definite yet...

Sparky Braginski said...

E-mail it to me.

Sparky Braginski said...

Very.

Dragona Pine said...

http://dragonapine.blogspot.com/2011/12/inheritance-cycle-fanfic-part-two.html


New post on my blog.

Sparky Braginski said...

Pine? Are you still there?

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

Valkyrie Cain sat down at Skulduggery Pleasant's laptop while she waited for Skulduggery to pick out his hat, which took a surprisingly long time, so she decided to go to Google and type in her name.
She was shocked at the amount of results there were for "Valkyrie Cain". She kept seeing one name, and they seemed to know a lot about her, so she clicked on a link.
The link took her to a website called, "Derek Landy Blogs Under Duress". She frowned. How did this guy know so much about her? "Hey Skulduggery," she called, "come look at this. I think we're being... I think we're being stalked."
Skulduggery walked in. He was wearing a black pinstriped suit and a black hat. "Stalked?" he asked. "By who?"
Valkyrie didn't even look at him; her eyes were glued to the screen. "All these people. There's someone named Amanda Moore/China Sorrows, Sparky, Flame Phoenix, Kribu, Kallista, Crystal Darkflair, Mar-Chu, nights.raven, Octaboona, Pyro, Mistical Future, Rosella Embers, Invisible Fly... They're's tons of them, all Bloglanders, following this website... There's so many more... Wait." She looked again. "They all seem to, like, love this Derek guy," Valkyrie said. "He's the one who posts these things, then tons of other people comment on it. There's so many people..."
Skulduggery came over to where Valkyrie was sitting. He looked at the screen, then hesitated. "That's really odd," he said. "How could these people all know about us? Are they mortals?"
"I can't tell," Valkyrie said, staring at the posts. Derek Landy. She needed to remember that. She looked a little closer. "Hey, this girl, Valkyrie V., she's... She's obsessed with us. Look!" Valkyrie pointed.
Skulduggery looked at where Valkyrie was pointing. He was shocked, Valkyrie could tell. She was pointing at some of the comments "Valkyrie V." had posted.
"This girl had a party on your deathday, Skulduggery. Apparently October 23rd is this Derek guy's birthday also." She scrolled to the bottom of the page and clicked on "Home". She started scrolling down, then shrieked and leaped out of the chair. Skulduggery looked down at Valkyrie in shock, then looked at the screen and he screamed too.
They were staring at a post called, "First Competition Ends". There was a photo in that post, and in that photo Valkyrie saw herself, except it was when she was 12. "I never took that photo!" she screamed. "How on earth am I in that photo?!"
Skulduggery didn't move. He just stared. "I don't know," he said, speaking slowly. "Are you sure you never took that photo?"
"Yes I'm bloody sure!" Valkyrie shouted. "I have no clue who any of those other people are!"
Skulduggery went back to Google and typed in "Derek Landy". Skulduggery made a sound, a sound of surprise, and read it aloud. "Derek Landy is an Irish author, known for his book series called "Skulduggery Pleasant", about a sharply dressed skeleton and his partner, Valkyrie Cain..." He trailed off. He turned to look at Valkyrie. All the colour had drained from her face.
"Valkyrie," Skulduggery asked cautiously, "are you going to faint?" She gave a small nod, then closed her eyes and started falling. Skulduggery rushed over and caught her, moved her to the couch, then went back to the computer and started reading again.

Valkyrie woke up to Skulduggery poking her arm. She looked at him, then looked at the ceiling. "Was all that real? With the stalkers, and the photo?"
"Unfortunately," Skulduggery said, pulling Valkyrie to her feet, "it was real. Very real. A little too real. I've found Derek Landy."
"Are we going after him?" Valkyrie wanted to. She needed to figure this out.
"Yes, we are. We're leaving. Right now."

Sparky Braginski said...

*laugh uncontrollably*

I thought you were going to bed!

AND YOU MUST INCLUDE ME IN THIS MORE!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

About thirty minutes later, the Bentley pulled up to the mysterious Derek Landy's house. Skulduggery activated his facade and got out first, checked that it was clear, then beckoned for Valkyrie to join him. They approached the door. Skulduggery knocked three times, then stepped back and waited for an answer. A few minutes later, a man came out. Valkyrie thought he looked pretty cool.
"Hello," Skulduggery said. "Are you Derek Landy?"
"I am," Derek Landy replied. "And you are...?"
"I think you know," Valkyrie said. "We saw your website."
Derek thought for a moment, then nodded to himself, then realised who was standing in front of him. He looked at them. "Are you guys seriously Skulduggery and Val?"
"We are," Skulduggery said, tapping the tattoos etched into his collar bones, and his face flowed down, leaving his gleaming skull visible. "May we come in?"
"Yeah, sure," Derek said, then lead them into the living room. He sat down and grinned. "So, how are you guys? Saved the world recently?"
"Oh yes," Skulduggery said. "You know, the usual stuff. Bad guys, monsters, dark gods... Same as always. Until earlier."
"Earlier," Valkyrie said, "was when we saw your blog. 'Derek Landy Blogs Under Duress'. We were wondering, because we found it slightly odd, how come you know so much about us?"
Derek hesitated. He looked at them both. "You guys really don't know?"
"We don't have the slightest idea," Valkyrie said, "and the only thing we could come up with is that you're stalking us."
"Stalking you?" Derek laughed. "No, I'm not stalking you. Skulduggery, do you have any thoughts?"
"I wish I did," Skulduggery said, "but I honestly have no clue."
"Well," Derek said, "what would you do if told you that you're both characters from a book?"
Valkyrie stared at him. "What?!"
"Because you are. I thought of you."
Valkyrie turned and looked at Skulduggery. "Do you hear what he's saying?!"
"I may not have ears, but yes, I do." Skulduggery looked at Derek. "So we're just figments of your imagination?"
Derek nodded slowly. "Basically, yes, you are. But don't worry, I'm amazing, so you guys are too."
"Well that's good to know," Skulduggery said. "So if you wrote about us, then how come this is happening now? I mean, I don't see a piece of paper and a pen in your hands."
"Oh," Derek said. "Well, I have no control over right now."
Valkyrie frowned. "You don't? Then who does?"
He pointed threw the computer screen, and pointed directly at me. "She does. She's one of my Ameriminions."
Valkyrie stared at Derek, then at me. "This doesn't make any sense! How is this happening?!"
"Because I'm making it happen," I said. This was really fun. "I can prove it. Say the name of someone who isn't here right now."
"Um," Valkyrie said, "the girl in that photo I saw."
I appeared in the room, behind Skulduggery, Valkyrie, and Derek. "Boo!" I shouted. They all spun around. "I told you," I smiled.
Skulduggery looked back and forth from the screen where I was and from where I was standing, in the same room. "How are you in both places?!"

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

"Because," I said, trying my best not to giggle, "I'm the Narrator, and I'm also a character." I waved to Derek. "Hi! I really, really, really want to meet you in real life. Too bad we're in entirely different countries. But don't worry, I'm working on going to Ireland and finding you, just you wait." I looked at Valkyrie. She was looking at me warily. "What? You asked for the girl in the picture, so I came."
"But," Valkyrie said, "that doesn't explain why there's two younger versions of me - you right here and you as in the Narrator - in the same room."
"It does a little. If you really pay attention."
Valkyrie sighed.
"Hehe. I made you sigh just now."
"No you didn't."
"Yes, actually, I did, because I'm the Narrator, and I'm also making you argue, because it's funny."
"So," Derek said, "is this getting anywhere? Because, Val V, I think you like to annoy yourself."
"You're right. I do. It's amusing to me, and the audience." I peered at the reader through the screen. "'Sup."
The reader's head jerked back and they made an odd face.
I laughed. "Hehe. Funny again."
"Well," Skulduggery said, "this has been amusing, but I'm afraid Valkyrie and I have to go, because Val V is typing that we're leaving now. So Bye!”
"Bye," Valkyrie said, following him out the door.
Derek looked at me. "I don't have to leave, do I? It's my imaginary house we're in."
"Naw," I said, "you don't have to leave. I'm going. Narrator! We're leaving!"
"Ok," I said. And then I - the person in Derek's house and the Narrator - left, causing the story to end.
The End.

Dragona Pine said...

Sorry, yeah, I'm still here.

Sparky Braginski said...

INCLUDE ME NOW!

Dinner time BRB!

Valkyrie V. - Ivy said...

The story is finished! Derek I hope you read this! I laughed hysterically when I wrote it, and everyone who's read it has loved it! And now I'm really off to bed! Goodnight Blogland!

Sparky Braginski said...

I'm back, Pine do you want to read a fanfic I'm making and all the info about my character that I'm entering in the Comp?

I think you do.

Dragona Pine said...

Sure. Could you give me the link and I'll read it later? I'm making another OC at the mo.

Sparky Braginski said...

... Sure. What's an OC?

Sparky Braginski said...

I was kinda gonna post it here...

Dragona Pine said...

Oh, kk. And an OC is a posh name for a character you make up for stories :P it stands for original character.

Sparky Braginski said...

I hereby give my Golden God, Derek Landy, full rights to take this character and adapt it into his brain-explodingly brilliant work.

PICKMEPICKME!!!!!!


Sparky Braginski, duh!

I AM WRITING A FANFIC ABOUT MYSELF I HAVE BEEN DREAMING OF THIS OPPORTUNITY!!!!

Magic- Control over electricity, and the ability to manipulate people.

Appearance- Same 3/4 length jacket as Val's first one, cargo pants, t-shirt colours always red or green or black. Long straight brown hair. Freckles. Freakishly pale skin. Short. Hazel eyes.

Background- Has known about herself being magic at a young age, unable to find anyone else with magic has trained herself. Was always interested in electricity, thus using that interest to her advantage and very recently (with Fletcher Renn's help) gotten into LOTS of trouble. Entailing, she's been kidnapped four times. Even though she is VERY Australian, she has a Russian/Irish accent with hints of English and Welsh.

Behaviour- Gets angry easily, but takes a lot to make her show it. She is normally good-natured, but can fly into a rage at a moments notice if you aren't paying attention. Often has excellent ideas. (Cause She is me) Never gives in ever. Will always bring something up at the worst times.

Talking about myself in third person is strange...

And! In the following comments I am going to post the fanfic I am writing about Sparky. This is to reinforce everything I've just said, and I WON'T be deleting them for the first time ever!

Oh, I SO hope that is enough!

OH! BEFORE I POST THE STORY, I forgot this in the appearance.

Wears a belt, with Makhaira hanging quite obviously from her waist.


I must also comment on the fact that no one here has the same magic as me.

And, in fact, the only other person I've EVER heard of having electricity magic is Lightening Dave.

And he's dead.

Sparky is thirteen, as mentioned in the story. That is all.


Also Sparky (being me, can't remind you of that enough times) has...

Well, y'know FEARS...

Deathly afraid of spiders and *hides head in shame* being *mumbles something*

Everyone else: What?

Being tickled, okay? It renders Sparky (me) completely useless and that scares me more than anything else in the world. Really.



*runs into near by nursery and takes as many shrubs as possible*

Shop Owner: You can't take those.
Sparky(me!): Oh uh... *looks into shop owners eyes* You are letting me take these so that I can give them to the worlds most honourable cause. Making Derek-The-Golden-Go-Landy love me and use Sparky(ME!) as a character.
S.O: KK.

When wet Sparky (ME) has a tendency to shock herself out of lack of control. When she (ME) is wet she can't touch anything because she shocks it by accident, and turning any electrical appliance while she(ME) is wet makes all the plugs/power points in the room blow up.

There will always be more but, Sparky (once again ME. THAT IS ME.) swear only when she does something incredibly stupid.

Should I go into more depth on the powers?

Yeah...

Sparky (ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![Once again, can't stress that enough]!!!!!!!!!!!!) can make electricity stream out of her fingers, she can make it crackle around her hands so that when she punches someone they get electrocuted, if she claps a powerful shockwave throws everything in every direction off their feet but often hurts Sparky(ME!!!) more than the enemy, can make fireworks to distract the dumber opponents such as zombies, can make electricity run through her(MY) bloodstream making her run faster.

That is all I can remember for now...

Sparky (MEMEMEMEMEME) always has her hair tied up. It varies as to how, but her hair is ALWAYs tied up.

I keep remembering things about Sparky (ME) that you need to know.

She has uncannily good balance naturally.

I do actually have really good balance. I need it. I'm a figure skater.

(Sparky is not, but if she were to, she would have a natural affinity to it)

Sparky Braginski said...

That's the info on my character Sparky (ME!)

And the following comments are the story!

Sparky Braginski said...

Sparky Braginski looked up. She was hanging from the ceiling by magic- binding cuffs and it was a long way down. She saw her captor walk into the Sydney Opera House Concert Hall. She was unfortunately hanging in the middle of the ceiling, so that if she did manage to escape the cuffs, she would land on some very unfriendly concrete. She was up so high she couldn’t see her captors face, but she could hear him.
‘How are you up there Sparky?’
‘You took my sword.’
‘So I did. I am not going to give it back, and as you are not in a position to negotiate with your words or your fists, I recommend you answer the question. So how are you?’ Sparky gritted her teeth, knowing that the man was right.
‘If you must know, my wrists hurt I’m losing circulation in my hands and feet, and I’m wondering how Fletcher Renn managed to talk me into going to that party.’ She answered, irritably. She looked down at the man, trying to see his face but she was to high up.
‘Party? I read your files and you hate parties.’
‘I do hate parties, loud music, too many people and obnoxious people at that.’ Sparky blew at some hair that kept falling on her face.
‘Look, I get the whole, “kidnap me” routine, but why have you chained me here?’ She asked.
‘Simple,’ He replied, ‘the last time someone kidnapped you, you saw their face. This time, no one’s here.’ He sneered. Sparky hated it when people sneered at her. It meant they thought they were better than her, and in this case, smarter than her. But she wasn’t going to let that title slip away without a fight. She watched the man leave the room. Why did she go to that damned party? If she ever managed to escape she was going to, to, well she would do something to Fletcher. As she hung there, Sparky looked around the room again and saw the organ. If she could just get near it. She looked up at how the cuffs were attached to the ceiling, and saw that, if she could rock her body, the cuffs would slide her towards the organ, much like a flying fox at a playground. Sparky swung towards the organ with all her might. Unfortunately it was more oiled than she expected, and Sparky speed towards the organ. She hit it and bounced off. Wincing in pain she swung at it again. This time she managed to grip the top of one of the pipes with her foot. As she steady herself she grinned, almost two hours, she’d been hanging up there, waiting for someone to come in to check if she was still there. Now that they thought that they knew where Sparky was she could make her escape. In those two hours of waiting, it hadn’t taken her long to realise that the shackles were way to big for her, and that with little effort she could slip her hands out. She dropped carefully onto the organ and shimmed down far to slowly for her liking. As she dropped to the floor she felt magic returning, and it was a welcome feeling. She tested her magic, yes, electricity could still stream from her fingers. She crouched and decided that before she left she needed to make sure that no one was guarding the doors.

She sat down thinking that maybe those piano lessons had done something for her in later life and slammed her hands on every key of the organ within reach. She heard a shout from behind the main doors and darted into the nearest room. She then crept out into the foyer and was about to leave when she remembered her sword.
‘Damn it all.’ She mumbled. She turned, looked up and nearly walked into a man that was guarding a door. She braced herself for when he saw her and sounded an alarm. But he wasn’t moving. Gazing at the back of his head she backed away and was about to walk away when he turned and saw her. A year ago he would’ve yelled and she would’ve jumped.

Sparky Braginski said...

But not now. She looked straight into his eyes and said ‘You cannot see me. I am not here. Turn around.’ The man strained and turned. Sparky walked towards the main exit looking for any rooms that her sword might be in. Sparky sighed knowing she wouldn’t be able to leave her sword behind and walked back into the foyer. As she was walking she heard something whimpering, she followed where it was coming from. It was coming from one of the bars and as she peered over the edge and a man was sitting there with his eyes glued shut, practically wetting himself with fear.
‘Please don’t kill me.’ He sobbed. Sparky sighed. Why did everyone think she was going to kill them? She was a thirteen-year-old girl for god’s sake. She hit people, she had disabled one person and broken a couple bones, but she didn’t kill anyone. She vaulted over the bar and landed in front of the man.
‘I’m not going to kill you.’ She said trying to make her voice soothing. The man opened his eyes and they widened in shock. His mouth opened wide to yell but Sparky clapped her hand over his mouth. When his facial expression was a little calmer Sparky put a finger to her lips.
‘Are you okay?’ He nodded. ‘Are you sure?’ He nodded. ‘If I take my hand off you face are you going to call for help?’ He shook his head madly. She looked dead into his eyes. ‘Are you lying to me?’ The man tore her hand away from his mouth and frantically whispered, ‘Why would I lie? I just as confused as you are!’ He clamped his own hands over his mouth and shut up.
‘Okay one, that was astoundingly stupid and two, I know exactly what’s going on.’ She snapped. ‘Who are you anyway?’ She asked.
‘Who am I? I own this establishment. And I a-‘ Sparky shushed him. He looked offended but he stayed quiet.
‘Look, there isn’t much time. I have three questions. Do you know why these men took me here?’ He shook his head. ‘Do you know who they are?’ He shook his head again. ‘Last question, Do you know where they are in here?’ At this he nodded.
‘I know where they are, yes, but I’m not going back there.’ He shivered at the thought. Sparky felt bad about what she was about to do, but she didn’t have a choice. She looked deep into the man’s eyes. She saw fear. She was about to change that.
‘Sir, you need to get up. Now.’ He stood up, this poor mortal didn’t stand a chance. ‘You are going to lead me to where they are.’ He only faltered for a split second and then started walking. She followed him into a secret room. He turned around snapping out of the trance.
‘How did we get here?’ He asked. Sparky was about to answer when he bolted. She shrugged turned and entered he room. It was empty, but her sword and her phone were lying on the table. She picked up the sword first and inspected it. Her sword was a Makhaira, too long to be a knife and too short to be a sword. Good for all kinds of things. Stabbing, slicing and lopping. Sparky herself hardly ever used the thing, but she loved it, kept it close and she knew how to use it. The one time she had used the sword it was against a fully-grown man who had been using his sword for almost 150 years.

Sparky Braginski said...

She had been using her sword for two years. She beat him. When people marveled at her for her fancy footwork with her Makhaira she merely shrugged, not wanting to be a show-off. She picked up her phone and saw that Fletcher had called her fifteen times. She called him and told him where she was. Suddenly a hand gripped her shoulder. She whirled thinking that it was one of the thugs but when she turned there was no one there. That cocky voice came from behind her.
‘Why so jumpy? You called me, I came. That’s normally how it works. That’s how it worked with Val anyway.’ She looked at him, fuming.
‘Just take me somewhere else so I can yell at you without getting attacked.’ Fletcher complied taking her to a park near her old school that was completely empty. Then she exploded.
‘Fletcher Renn you are in so much trouble right now.’ She yelled. ‘I have been so tolerant of you. Listening to your incredibly interesting stories almost made it worth it. Until today, that is. Someone kidnapped me. Kidnapped, Fletcher, they kidnapped me. Th-‘
Fletcher cut across her. ‘You’ve been kidnapped twice before, and you never freaked out this much.’ She slapped him, hard.
‘Be thankful I didn’t shock you as well porcupine. The last two times, I escaped easily because my captors were morons. This time I was hanging from the freaking ceiling of the Concert Hall! In magic-binding cuffs! If the person who had cuffed me was more observant I would still be there!’ She cried. Fletcher smiled, not taken Sparky seriously.

Sparky Braginski said...

‘She’ll came down in a sec.’ He thought. Sparky saw him smiling. She opened her mouth to scream in frustration, closed her mouth without making a sound, looked at Fletcher long and hard and ran away. Fletcher watched blur away, marveling how fast she could run with a little, magic running through her blood-streams. He saw stop behind a tree, lean against it and curl into a ball, rocking back and forth lightly. He decided it would be safer to his health if he walked up, giving Sparky a couple minutes to calm down. As he walked up he noted the complete silence. Sparky sat there, wondering why no one could tell when she was being sincere. Was it because she was young? No, it couldn’t be, her school friends didn’t take her seriously. Because she was short? Possibly… Fletcher was almost with Sparky. He could see her brown hair, and pale skin. He grinned, thinking about how happy he’d made her. He was about to ask how she was but faltered. He could hear something. He looked around, but the only person other than him was Sparky. But that couldn’t be right, because he was hearing sobbing. Then it hit him. Sparky was crying. She didn’t cry, she never cried. He’d seen her break an arm and she didn’t cry. She didn’t cry when she found out that her pet lizard had been eating by bush turkeys. Sparky didn’t cry. He had no idea how to respond, but he had to do something. He crouched in front of her, and lifted her chin. Her face was red and wet from her crying, but her eyes were completely different. Her eyes weren’t sad or scared. They were angry. She was practically in a rage. Fletcher thought it would be best to think very carefully.
‘Sparky? Are you okay?’ He asked, tentatively. Sparky looked up at him. She then scowled.
‘Do you think I’m okay? Really? Does it actually need to be asked? Are you actually that stupid?’ Fletcher was taken aback.
‘I just meant-‘
‘Fletcher I don’t care what you meant. Just go away.’ Fletcher tried to say something.
Piss off Fletcher!’ She screamed. She stood up. Now she was in a rage.
Fletcher Renn! This is all your fault! Now GO AWAY!’ Fletcher hesitated. Then disappeared.

Sparky Braginski said...

Sparky sat there thinking for a couple minutes, then got up and stretched. She now really regretted treating Fletcher like that, but what could she do? She called him. He picked up on the third ring.
‘Fletcher, I’m sorry, okay? I’ve just been really stressed and-‘ She started.
‘It’s okay, you needed to vent. That’s cool. At least you said sorry.’
‘Can you- I mean, if it’s cool, could you take me home?’ She asked, awkwardly. He appeared in front of her.
‘Course.’ He motioned to his back and, with a laugh, Sparky jumped on his back. He teleported. Sparky opened her eyes and shrieked.
‘This isn’t my house!’ She said coldly. Fletcher was standing on top of the Harbour Bridge. She got off and scowled. Then she pushed him of for the hell of it, knowing he would teleport back up. He screamed briefly on the way down.
‘Hey! Don’t do that! If I wasn’t me I’d be dead!’ He said, laughing.
‘But I wouldn’t do it if it wasn’t you. No one else is annoying enough to make me want to push them of the Harbour Bridge.’ Sparky giggled. Fletcher took her home. Everything was as it should be. She walked upstairs and went to sleep. In the morning she woke up and tried to stretch. She then opened her eyes. She was blindfolded. She tried to scream, but had a piece of cloth in her mouth. She attempted to fry the cloth over her eyes and mouth, but the electricity wasn’t coming out of her hands. So instead she made the electricity rise out of skin directly onto the cloth. This was a tactic that she had recently discovered. The magic-binding whatever that was on her would keep her magic from leaving her body, but electricity had science. The electricity on her skin jumped to the cloth, burning it. She could see again. She craned her head taking in everything she could. Which wasn’t much. She noticed that this time they hadn’t taken her Makhaira, which was nice for a change. She also noticed the man asleep on a stool by the door, supposedly guarding her. Always a weak link in these kidnapping attempts.

Sparky Braginski said...

‘Hey! Dude, wake up.’ She called. The man shook, opened his eyes and looked at her. Sparky took her chance, staring into his eyes.
‘Release me.’ She ordered. He looked like he was hung over.
‘Release me now.’ She repeated. He stood up and untied her. She was about to walk out the door when she stopped. This was way to easy. She looked back at the man.
‘Walk out the door.’ She said. He looked scared for a fleeting second and then opened the door. Sparky was hiding behind the door when he fell. She peeked around the corner and saw that the man had been shot. This situation had started beyond her control and was now sliding much further away. She thought about calling Fletcher but decided against it. They had probably set something up to prevent him from helping her. But then again…

Twenty minutes later Sparky was standing in the rain outside the entrance to the Roarhaven Sanctuary. Fletcher hadn’t lied about it always raining in Ireland and she had believed him. She liked the rain, it was her favourite weather, but standing in it wasn’t to fun, there was no cover and it wasn’t pretty when she was wet. Fletcher popped his head back out the door.
‘You can come in now.’ He said. She trudged in immediately regretting it and she shocked herself.
‘Crap!’ Fletcher looked at her funny, and then realizing what had happened asked a man with a scarred head to dry her.
‘Why would I need to dry her?’ He asked. Fletcher explained, also adding in that Sparky developed an embarrassing stutter when this happened. The man nodded and Sparky felt the water lifting off of her.
‘Thank you. My name is Sparky Braginski. Has Fletcher told you about my, uh, predicament?’ The man shook her hand warmly.
‘Hello, my name is Ghastly Bespoke, apparently you need to call me Elder Bespoke but you can call me Ghastly. Yes I am aware and I’ll see what I can do. In the meantime, would you like to stay in the Sanctuary?’ Sparky nodded.
‘I would also like to comment on the fact that you are the first person I’ve ever met that hasn’t stared at my scars. How old are you?’
‘Thirteen. I thought that you must’ve lived through enough people staring at you, so I skipped that bit.’ She said, timidly.
‘Would you like a new set of clothes?’ He asked. Sparky looked at her own clothes.
‘Yes. But can I have what I’m wearing? I love this outfit, it took me forever to get it right.’ She queried.
‘Sure you can, I’ll just make them out of a protective fabric, how about that?’ Ghastly suggested. Sparky nodded, noticing something in Ghastly’s voice that struck her as strange. He was pronouncing everything very clearly for an Irishman. As he walked away, Sparky analyzed his comments in her head. Then she realized. He was pronouncing everything as clearly as possible to make sure she understood everything he said. She was now thoroughly irritated. She may have been small, and looked young for her age, but here was another person who didn’t think of her as an equal. She looked at Fletcher and asked him what they would do next.
‘Well, I think you should meet some of my friends. Val, Skuldu-‘ He began.
‘Val? As in Valkyrie Cain? The one that works with Skulduggery Pleasant? I get to meet them? Awesome.’

Sparky Braginski said...

There you go!

(I am SO determined to win this competition with Sparky [ME!!!{Yes, it really is this important}!!!!!!!!!!] My life depends on it!!!!!!)

Dragona Pine said...

Sounds cool so far! ^^

Sparky Braginski said...

You read the entire thing?????????????????????????

Dragona Pine said...

Didn't have to. Just had to look at it and replay it in my head :P

Dragona Pine said...

And yes, I did that because I have a photographic memory.



I have to go to school now. I'll be on tonight, bye!


Btw, nice character Sparky!

Sparky Braginski said...

THANKS BYE!!!

Octa said...

DEREK! MR. GREATLY GLORIOUS GOLDEN GOD OF GLITTER AND GEESE!

When approximately will the signed books and poster be arriving?

Oh! Derek! I need your permission to design a T-shirt with a picture of your face on it. It will be awesome if you said yes.

Many thanks

Octa

Octa said...

DEREK! MR. GREATLY GLORIOUS GOLDEN GOD OF GLITTER AND GEESE!

When approximately will the signed books and poster be arriving?

Oh! Derek! I need your permission to design a T-shirt with a picture of your face on it. It will be awesome if you said yes.

Many thanks

Octa

Nicole Cerundolo said...

I'm posting here simply to have posted on all three entries.

...

*cough*

Gotta go ta'school, now... XP
Dear God,
*crosses out*
Dear Golden God, we are going to the theatre today. Surprisingly not looking forward to that. Not with my class...

Nicole Cerundolo said...

Oh, and Derek- Please have some SKP posters available on amazon. It is INCREDIBLY frustrating, you know.

Mary Hiashi said...

I'm Canadian, so by all rights I cannot enter the contest. But, I'm saying what I would have said were I able to enter, though currently this entry is not near close enough to being an entry as it could've hoped to be, were it otherwise real and not an imposter of something that others are that it isn't. Because it's Canadian. This fact is not my fault, someone put a wall in my way.
(Yay Caboose).

My character will be me. Mostly because I have nothing better...
NAME: Mary Hiashi

AGE: 426 but looks to be about 25
GENDER: Female
HAIR COLOR: Onyx black
EYE COLOR: Crimson
HEIGHT: 5'6
WEIGHT: 140-ish maybe. I don't know.
PERSONALITY: Witty, charming, but is not kindly to others if she doesn't want to be.
WEARS: Black ninja style outfit.
NATIONALITY AND ACCENT: Canada. American accent?
HISTORY: No one really knows anything about her except her name.
FAMILY: She condsiders her three mastiffs (Haku [female], Ellie [female], and Doon [male]) to be her only family.
POWERS: She can hide where she is. So she can 'erase any noise, sound, or scent that comes from her'. When she 'erases herself', it's like she is nonexistent. Also, after much meditation and training, she uses thoughtforms as 'pets'.
FAVORITE WEAPONS: Shaolin Broadsword and Kunai knives for throwing. (Why Kunai? Why not?)
MAGIC CLASS: Adept
OTHER SKILLS: Fluent in more than a hundred different languages.
FRIENDS: Doesn't have very many. Is an old acquaitence of Skulduggery's.
ENEMIES: No one ever lives long enough to hate her.
HATES: Children (But she has an odd maternal side, wierdly enough), crowded areas, and the colour pink.
LIKES: Dark Chocolate, green tea, smoothies, killing, reading, and mastiffs.
ADDRESS: She has a castle in the middle of nowhere. (In Japan) That cannot be found by anyone unless she lets them.
JOB: Assassin
MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: She doesn't really ever use anything but if it's far away, she has a motorcycle. (She created it herself and it makes absolutely no sound. Sleek and black.)
NEVER SEEN WITHOUT: A book, always has one on her person. As well as a pendant that looks like a star.
DESCRIPTION: Very pale, slight muscles (not over muscley), rightly curved. Kind of looks like a doll. Hair is long and straight.
IN FIVE WORDS: Sneaky, Beautiful, Witty, Charming, Killer
LITTLE PHRASE THING: Say goodnight Gracie.

Mary Hiashi said...

Oh! And:

"I hereby give my Golden God, Derek Landy, full rights to take this character and adapt it into his brain-explodingly brilliant work."

Lynxia Lost said...

Nice rant... Anyone here?

Mary Hiashi said...

My favourite out of all those pictures on the last post was the REGRET one. Good for a laugh it was. (Here is something from my last post):
There is currently no snow outside. Tomorrow it will be 11 degrees celsius (or so I've heard). It's DECEMBER. DE-FREAKING-CEMBER! No snow and it's warm.

I live in Canada. In Canada we get snow from (usually) late October to quite possibly March...Last year we had it till May I think (off and on). But we've had a thin, note THIN, layer of snow for...a day? I'm concerned, confused, and awe-shocked...I am at a loss for words...

Matcha in ice cream (vanilla) or if you can buy it) is delicious.

And I was all proud of myslef when I managed to translate something. It went...

In Italian:
Il cuore ha sue ragione che ragioni conosce. (Or something)

And in French (I got stuck on ragione and ragioni):
Le cuore sait raison, que le raison connait pas. (Again, or something.)

Which is: The heart knows reason, which reason does not know...

Blessed be,
Mary Hiashi

Lynxia Lost said...

Anyone here now?

Anonymous said...

Hi hi! I love sp but, did you have to make valkyrie a two-timer

TIF News Desk said...

Octaboona, your character. If he lives on Mars don't you mean he's friends with Rumbleroar the talking lion?

And Vita. I've always thought it was 'NI!' And on that note I'd like to invite both you and Derek over to watch Holy Grail. Derek you bring the crisps and Vita you must bring...another shrubbery!

Sparky Braginski said...

Nice AVPM reference.

Chione Asahina said...

hey guys im back!

Chione Asahina said...

omg there are so many ppl i wanna say hi to....hey aquila, hey octa, hey kall, hey BB, hey ghost. i need the link for the chat website we go on i lost it....... oh and hey derek and vita!

Sparky Braginski said...

Should I move onto my laptop or wait till it's six?

Chione Asahina said...

hi sparky i dont think we have met....

Sparky Braginski said...

Oh, HI! I'm Sparky! What should I call you?

Sparky Braginski said...

*is floating between blog entries*


I'm Aussie.

Anonymous said...

Hello Derek !
I didn't know where I could ask this question, so I'll try here.
I am currently translating "Gold, Babies and the Brothers Muldoon" into French. I also happen to have a blog about the Skulduggery Pleasant series and I would like to know if it would be a problem to publish my translation on the blog, and the one I'll probably do for your other short story.
You can contact me via bloodyselena[at]gmail[dot]com

And most important of all, thank you so much for your books, I love them and am spreading the word around me about the series, or annoy my friends, depending on the point of view.

TIF News Desk said...

Yeah I think I know it way too well Sparky. It's too easy seeing references in every day life now...

Chione Asahina said...

well im gemma but you can call me tanith..i would call me gemma cause there is a tanith los is awsome and i dont want ppl getting mixed up lol

Rachel McCoach said...

:D hehe!! Cant wait for world book day!!! And check it out! Is the day before my birthday!! 1st of march :) TEOTW's gonna be like a wee early prezzie...

Plus im gonna get a tortoise for me b-day!! :P

Chione Asahina said...

tanith low is awsome* tanith is my fav character but she gets an evil remenant stuck in her -_- WHY DEREK WHY?! lol

Sparky Braginski said...

...

You are going to be Gemma. Alex the other day my friends little sister was trying to kill me so I said:

Killing people doesn't make them like you. I just makes them dead.

At which my friend started laughing hysterically because she's the one who showed me AVPM in the first place.

Chione Asahina said...

oh..its tanith low the awsome*......woops even more

Sparky Braginski said...

Gemma, look at my blog. There is a solution.

http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/

Scroll down to the 'MAJOR SPOILER PEOPLE' one.

Chione Asahina said...

ok 1 min btw i have read DB and derek even signed it ^^

Sparky Braginski said...

Coolies.

TIF News Desk said...

Interesting thought on your blog Sparky, reckon you could be on to something. I personally wouldn't rule out Darquesse battering it out of her.

That's a vague enough sentence for anyone who hasn't read it not to be spoilered right?

Sparky Braginski said...

Yeah, I'd say so.

Originally I thought Nye would fix it, nut know I have a hunch that Derek is going to kill Nye off before they get the chance.

TIF News Desk said...

Does anyone have the DB poster by the way?

Sparky Braginski said...

DB?

TIF News Desk said...

Death Bringer.

Sparky Braginski said...

Oh. I would love one, but no.

Sparky Braginski said...

*mumbling*

Well THIS conversation died...

Bethany said...

So excited for March. Just so you know, the majority of my comments are completely disjointed.

Sparky Braginski said...

Thanks for the good luck Bethany!

Nicole Cerundolo said...

*pokes head in*

Hello fellow minions!

Sparky Braginski said...

Hello Nicole! How are you this (insert weather here) day?

Chione Asahina said...

the convo hasent died cause im in it XD

Nicole Cerundolo said...

Hello... Um, Tanith? Gemma? Valkyrie lover?

And Hi Sparky

Sparky Braginski said...

Yo Nicole.

Did you notice the link?

More importantly, did you go there?

http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2011/12/there.html
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Nicole Cerundolo said...

Noticed? Yes. Went there? No.

Sparky Braginski said...

Go there. Please.

Nicole Cerundolo said...

Went there. Skimmed. I'm in the middle of a school project w/my friend (who is not yet a minion DX) so I'm sorta busy.

Sparky Braginski said...

KK.

Sparky Braginski said...

MAKE HER A MINION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nicole Cerundolo said...

Trying.

Sparky Braginski said...

Good.

Nicole Cerundolo said...

I think she'll read it. Don't worry, I'll make sure she does...

Sparky Braginski said...

Good...

Nicole Cerundolo said...

...yup. *cough*

Sparky Braginski said...

Tell I said she need to read it.

It'll creep her out.

*giggles*

Chione Asahina said...

? and hi nicole call me gemma :)

Nicole Cerundolo said...

Hey gemma!

And I did- she said, quote, "Okaaayy?"

XD

Illustria (GNoire) said...

So how long has it been since I chatted with anyone on here?
3 months?
4?
Ah whatever :D
Hi everyone!

Min (Thalia) said...

GOOD MORNING BLOGLAAANNNNDDDD

It's 3:44 in the afternoon here, but it's morning somewhere! :D

Sparky Braginski said...

Morning here Thalia!

Check out my blog!

http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2011/12/there.html

@Nicole- ROFL!!!!

Sparky Braginski said...

DRAGONA DON'T DO THAT CREEPO!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

It's night time where I am :-)

Anonymous said...

*@Thalia Jane :-)

Min (Thalia) said...

WOO HOO! PEOPLE!

*hugs everyone*

*goes to check out Sparky's blog*

Jonah, you can just call me Thalia :D Or Thal. It doesn't really matter, actually.

Sparky Braginski said...

*shakes Jonah's hand*

I don't believe we've met.

*shakes Gwyneth's hand*

I've only been here for a month and a bit, which probably why we haven't met.

Anonymous said...

:-) I like Thalia. You guys should check out a skulduggery pleasant video I made on YouTube - 'Skulduggery Pleasant - End Credits' - the song in the video is very good!

Min (Thalia) said...

Wait.....that's right, I haven't met any of you lot either....

*waves*

Hi!

Sparky Braginski said...

Haven't we met Thalia?

I'm sure we have...

Anonymous said...

*shakes Sparky's hand - and Gwyneth's! Hi!

Min (Thalia) said...

Jonah - okey dokey! I'll check it out right now.

Min (Thalia) said...

Sparky - We have? Hmm. Probably. My memory isn't the greatest on things like this.

Oh well. Nice to meet you again!

Anonymous said...

I've never met anyone on this blog - am new to blogging, so yeah

Sparky Braginski said...

It's fun when you get the hang of it.

Anonymous said...

To be honest, me and computers don't go well together, but blogging seems pretty easy :-)

Chione Asahina said...

hey evryone!
lol

Anonymous said...

Hi Tanith :)

Sparky Braginski said...

http://dereklandy.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-competition.html?commentPage=2

http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2011/12/there.html

Sparky Braginski said...

Why did everyone stop talking?

Anonymous said...

Well, I'm mixing music . . . I find it very hard . . .

Min (Thalia) said...

Oh, whoops....I was writing....

Sparky Braginski said...

Thalia, did you like my blog?

Min (Thalia) said...

Yes I did! It was very cool, and your story was great!

Sparky Braginski said...

Thanks!

*wants to win with all heart*

Mary Hiashi said...

ONE...MORE...WEEK...And then we get Christmas holidays.
Blarg face!
School is tortuous. On the upside however, I only have three exams to write in January.

...

...

But then again we start a new semster...

...

...

The upside to THAT though, is that I can be rid of that stupid history class. Don't get me wrong, I love history, but...Grrr....

I still haven't read the new SP book. I both haven't had time, and every time I've been to the book store it hasn't been there. I COULD order it but I'll probably just ask for it for Christmas.


I also do not know why I'm ranting...

Sparky Braginski said...

Like seriously, I would do anything.

Sparky Braginski said...

Good for you Mary!

Min (Thalia) said...

Hi Mary!

*hugs*

Mary Hiashi said...

I've been working on my book, but my dialogue bits are horrible. They do not flow properly...

Do you have any suggestions Derek? I could really use them.

Mary Hiashi said...

Hey Thalia!
It's been awhile.

How art thou?

Sparky Braginski said...

Mary? Will you go to my blog as well?

http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2011/12/there.html

Mary Hiashi said...

I suppose I can. As well, hello to you to Sparky. I used to have a fish named Sparky. As well as Bob and Abraham Lincoln. They were the Three Amigos.

Min (Thalia) said...

Eh, I'm OK. I'm so done with school, though. I don't want to listen to my social studies teacher yell at us anymore .____.

Thank God the holidays are coming up.

Even though you've kind of answered this, how're you, Mary?

Sparky Braginski said...

Thanks Mary. Your fish sound awesome.

Mary Hiashi said...

Stupid keyboard. "...hello to you too..." not "...to...".

Sparky Braginski said...

Nah, my keyboard malfunctions all the time.

Like for some reason when I start a sentence with the word 'you' it comes out like this:

YOu.

And then I fix it.

azzy98 said...

heey everyonee!

Sparky Braginski said...

Hey Azzy!

azzy98 said...

hii sparky!

Mary Hiashi said...

I'm alright. Confused by the weather (freaking no snow in December!), and overloaded by school work (stupid History class!), but alright none-the-less.

...I almost wrote a few French words in there by accident...

Anonymous said...

Hi Mary! I have a cat called Apollo . . . you know, the Greek God . . .

azzy98 said...

im alright thanks :)

azzy98 said...

1st!

azzy98 said...

woot woot!

Sparky Braginski said...

*shivers*

French.

Sparky Braginski said...

Good for you Az. (Can I call you that)

azzy98 said...

oh, yeah sure thats what most people call me when they cba'd to say azzy (which isnt even my real name)

Mary Hiashi said...

Je non parlais au francais. (I probably screwed that up knowing me). I should move to Quebec for a year. That way I'd learn French a lot better, I'd still be in Canada, and the crepes and poutine would be in abundance. Hopefully.

Sparky Braginski said...

Well, I wouldn't think 'Azzy' is a name Az.


http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2011/12/there.html

Sparky Braginski said...

Mary, what did you think of the story?

And, YOU'RE CANADIAN!!! AWESOME, I LOVE CANADA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mary Hiashi said...

I'm just going to read it (my computer is slow when loading new tabs). :)

Chione Asahina said...

hey azzy

azzy98 said...

well, i dont even know where it came from, my friends just randomly started calling me it.

Sparky Braginski said...

KK.

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