And the title of Book Eight IS...
Actually hold on, we'll get to that in a moment. I have another 15 minutes before I have to post this entry, at 9 PM, and I'm going to use that 15 minutes, dammit. Because I did things today! Things that deserve to be blogged about!
Well, I did ONE thing that deserves to be blogged about. This afternoon I interviewed Steven Moffat, head of all things Doctor Who and Sherlock, on stage at Trinity College, Dublin. I'm pretty sure it wasn't recorded, though, so you're just going to have to take my word for how brilliantly it went. I've never interviewed anyone before— I'm used to being the one interviewed— so it was very interesting to sit in the other chair for a change.
Mr Moffat turned out to be everything I'd hoped he would be— he's a nice guy and he's FUNNY. It was such an informal, casual conversation that it made asking him questions a breeze. I love the shows he makes, as did everyone there, and it was so cool to be able to talk to him about them and not feel like a total nerd.
And for those of you who are wondering, yes, I DID ask him for Karen Gillan's phone number. NO, he did not give it to me. But I think I broke him down sufficiently that all it'll take is one more chance encounter, and then wa-heyyyyy!
Ahem.
Okay, I now have seven minutes until I have to post this entry.
Oh, I'll be doing two publicity events in Ireland on March the 7th. At 10:30 AM in the Riverbank Theatre in Kildare I'll be interviewing (because I do it SO well) Alex Barclay on stage about her new book Curse of Kings.
Later that day, back in Easons in O'Connell Street at 6 PM, Alex and I will be doing... er... some sort of event. We haven't a clue WHAT we'll be doing, to be honest, but it'll be brilliant, and it'll be funny. I swear. Probably.
At both events, we'll be signing whatever you want signed.
Two minutes!
Okay then, here we go. This title has been in my head for years. EVERYTHING in the series has been leading up to Books Eight and Nine, and this is really where it all starts to build to the (hopefully epic) conclusion.
Prepare yourself for horror! Tragedy! Hilarity! Fights! Blood! Quips! Magic! Everything that makes life worth living!
Ladies and gentlemen, coming at the very end of August, I give you
Skulduggery Pleasant: Last Stand of Dead Men.
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*knocks on the side*
Hello?
*wants to hit Bane even more*
*suddenly sparky finds that the area around her looks distorted, she is slammed against the side of the truck*
#ChaseForBook9
Everything's distorted? That sounds familiar... *her vision wobbles again*
I hate you, iPod.
I'd written a long speech, and the page reloaded.
Brilliant... [Mutters]
#ChaseForBook9
Bane: Well, the assassins are reforming. Not all of them, about seven of the original members and about fourteen new recruits. They paid me a sizeable sum to simply tell you they were back in town.
Which ones? I'll pay you for details.
Bane: Sorry, they paid me three times the initial sum not to sell you anything. And professional pride and all.
And fear.
Bane: That too.
#ChaseForBook9
*groans*
*presses feet against assailant and electrocutes them through my boots*
*drops to the ground and covers ears against the screaming*
Ugh....
I'm sorry- what??
((My condolences, Fabienne.))
#ChaseForBook9
Night guys, I'll probably come on here on the drive to Limerick :) Can't wait to meet Derek again, and possibly Willow, Komodo and Rose!
Love you xx
#ChaseForBook9
((I'm sorry, Sparky, I am rather perplexed regarding context for that...))
#ChaseForBook9
(("*suddenly sparky finds that the area around her looks distorted, she is slammed against the side of the truck*"
That, Tesla...?))
Bane: Well, that'll be all. Toodle pip! *disappears, suddenly the van gurgles into life, and speeds off, with Ari in it*
brb.
#ChaseForBook9
*is curled up in a ball on the ground*
Urk.
*holds her head, falling unconscious next to the pool*
*slowly sits up*
*gets hit with a wave of dizziness*
What happened?
Back.
#ChaseForBook9
*can't answer because I'm unconsciousness*
Back.
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi))
(Sorry, my iPod is a really laggy double poster)
#ChaseForBook9
*groggily moans, moving a little, beginning to wake up*
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I FINISHED IT
#ChaseForBook9
A well orchestrated channeler attack happened.
#ChaseForBook9
Yay Fabi!
#ChaseForBooj9
*gets to feet and stumbles into a tree*
*groans and leans against it*
*holds head*
What happened?
*shakes head*
What did they do to me, though?
A well orchestrated channeler attack happened.
#ChaseForBook9
*moans, pushing herself up a bit* Those are your peers?
Damn
He hit you against a truck using energy, from what I gather.
#ChaseForBook9
()*claps for Fabi*))
*scowls*
I don't like him...
*stumbles to her feet, rubbing her temples* Mental note- never go to a Russian club
Peers? No. God no. They're more like sociopathic fanboys. Like, it's a real life no girls allowed club.
#ChaseForBook9
Bane, he's a match for me in some respects, but not in combat.
No, I have no peers in channeling, only students.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh dear jesus... Fanboys of what?
*narrows eyes*
I really don't like them...
Oh.
*giggles* Fanboys of you?
It takes maybe seventy years to learn to channel your soul to what you want every time, and have some reasonably strong attacks. My oldest students have been training for forty.
#ChaseForBook9
Yes. Fanboys of me. I'm their idle. They want the power I have, they even tried to make me one of them, so I would teach them. Of course if you let down a fanatical fan...
#ChaseForBook9
((Apologies, Sparky- I meant the screaming, although I suppose it hardly matters now.))
#ChaseForBook9
They aren't even like the cool ones who really want to become spotters or channellers, it's really creepy.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh...
...
Shit
Bane is a freelancer. They often employ him, but he isn't a member, and he isn't a fanboy. If he wasn't totally mad I think we'd be good friends.
#ChaseForbook9
Um... So what do they mean the assassins? What are they doing?
(Oh, Ari, the SWAT van drive off and you got kidnapped*
#ChaseForBook9
*climbs down from tree, and dusts self off* Right. So, Trip, do you know where he went?
#ChaseForBook9
Oh, the channeller assassins. They're my fanboys, the creepy ones I let down. Well, for one, they kidnapped Ari.
#ChaseForBook9
Weren't you in the van Ari?
#ChaseForBook9
Yeah, got that thanks- but what are they going to do to her? Or you, for that matter?
Um, no, they didn't kidnap me. They should pay more attention to who they're trapping.
#ChaseForBook9
No, I wasn't in the van. Niccolò was. He can shapeshift, if you remember. So where did they go?
#ChaseForBook9
These guys pop up from time to time. Groups of them reband, try to Hirt me, or bring back their leader.
#ChaseForBook9
Right, so we can assume that Nic has broken out, then?
*frowns* bait, then?
Well, he's considering it. Will your fanboy come back for me if he thinks I've broken out?
#ChaseForBook9
Well, no doubt they've in fact been using all this time I've been explaining things to you to orchestrate an ambush, and the whole Ari kidnapping was a distraction anyway.
*Thirteen men with glowing hands step out of the foliage around them* One of the men: Well now you've gone and ruined the surprise!
#ChaseForBook9
*draws her bow, one of the arrows lighting up with alchemical symbols*
Thirteen... They could have done better
Oh. Ok then. *sighs* What do you people want?
#ChaseForBook9
Another man: Your friend, Niccolo. Looks like we killed two birds with one stone there. Good idea, binding the van, just in case, Thunderstorm.
#ChaseForBook9
*draws back the arrow* Right....
*appears* And you thought I couldn't get out of a van without magic? I carry 40 knives on me. Some of those are exceedingly sharp, and could be used to demolish an airplane if I so desired. Waste of a bound van, if you ask me.
#ChaseForBook9
You want him to bring Feldidae back? Really? Are you lot still on that?
#ChaseForBook9
*shifts back into self*
#ChaseForBook9
Two Aretha Teslas are too many to keep track of.
*shakes her head* Mind filling me in, Trip?
Another man with cyan glowing hands: Damn. Oh well, I'm sure we can still convince you to help us.
#ChaseForBook9
*shifts from foot to foot* Trip...
Who's convincing who to do what now?
Adra, Niccolò shapeshifted into me and fell out of a tree so no one would notice the real me. Then he just acted like me that whole time, and then he broke himself out of the van and came back here. Now I'm me, and he's him.
#ChaseForBook9
Feldidae workhorse was their leader who originally framed me for the murder of John Johnson, I did, eventually kill Kim however. Many of these twerps believe if they bring him back their organisation will reform, and they can once again lead the lucrative lives of successful assassins.
#ChaseForBook9
Ta, Aretha.
That sounds rather audacious of them
I made quite a few of them into jobless nobodies didn't I?
#ChaseForBook9
I just realised something... I can't breathe properly...
The first man who spoke: It's a shame Kerias isn't here. She'd be easy to make bring our glorious leader back. Oh, and it's Kerias Trip.
#ChaseForBook9
I don't think you're making them any less... Angry, I suppose
Death? Why? Are you ok?
#ChaseForBook9
((Rose, perhaps you should see a doctor.))
I have no idea... My breath is stuttering... My lungs hurt...
A doctor might be a good idea... My folks come back late tonight...
Yeah. Guys, can we not do this? We both know my team is going to win in the end. I mean look at us! Then look at you guys! Most of you are likely to blow up your own arms due to bad training!
#ChaseForBook9
*raises an eyebrow* He's right. You all are outclassed.
((Rose... I don't know what to say ..:(. ))
*looks at the 13 people* Wait, so this is just because you want your jobs back? Seriously? You couldn't just become investors, or get yourselves college degrees and do some honest work? You couldn't even become an assassin for someone else? You guys are kind of pathetic.
#ChaseForBook9
Im back!
*fast as lightening, the SWAT team is back on their feet. Eight of the join the encircling ring, the rest raise their rifles and aim their barrels on the heads of the occupants of the ring*
Silver handed man: Oh really? I know you think you're fast, but are each of you fast enough to escape at the same time, so that your friends will not be shot for you folly?
#ChaseForBook9
*silver handed man: Ah, Mrs. Kerias. *points palm at her* Please remain calm.
#ChaseForBook9
Again- you underestimate us
Zaf... Don't go with him. Don't do a thing he says
((Hey Zaf!!
Death, yeah, you should definitely see a doctor, as soon as possible.))
#ChaseForBook9
Niccolò and I could get out at the same time. How about the rest of you?
#ChaseForBook9
Silver handed man: There is something I'd like you to do. If not, your friends die.
#ChaseForBook9
I don't know. I know I could take them all, but it would risk you guys.
#ChaseForBook9
*Warningly* Zafira....
*Is wondering if she should pin everyone down except the occupants of the circle* *Purses lips and waits*
*the men with guns shove them to the floor, and zip tie their hands behind their backs. Their powers are bound*
#ChaseForBook9
I hope you're okay, Death...
You should definitely see a doctor.
#ChaseForBook9
*stays near Ari* What...I thought....
Well that's convenient
What is?
#ChaseForBook9
Hello what the hell did I do?!
Zaf, they're going to ask you to resurrect someone. Just don't do it.
#ChaseForBook9
*Mutters quietly* This would be ever so slightly more convinent if someone could make a bubble around them... *Splays hands and finds right position to push the other team down*
Okay well it's impossible anyway and uhm I thought we werent doing this....*sighs* i cant do this plot
Yeah hi. *is on the floor*
How did this happen?
*speaks in Zafira's mind* Zafira, for God's sake, be sure that your children and Javier do not come anywhere near here. Do not so much as mention their names. These people will use them against you.
#ChaseForBook9
*silver handed man makes a call* Silver handed man: Yeah. Yeah bring it here. Ye- yes I know we spent all weekend making the new lair look evil, but there Has been a change in plans. I know it's a shame. Don't worry, I'm sure there'll be some epic final showdown or something there. Yeah, so bring the body to us.
#ChaseForBook9
*Bane hits Death one the head with a fallen branch* Bar: I knew these idiots would mess up.
#ChaseForBook9
*In Niccolo's mind* Coco she IS here my oldest! I...Dont know whats happening
*murmurs* If it makes you feel better, Zaf. They aren't necessarily American. And it isn't my plot anymore, so.
*Frowns and pushes the prisoners together in a tight circle and repulses the other side, sending the SWAT flying* Ow...
*replies in Zafira's mind* Then shadow walk her away, and ensure that she is safe.
#ChaseForBook9
*Spins around and glares at Bane* And let there be agony...
*voice a bit muffled by dirt* Well basically Zaf, my old enemies the channeller assassins are reforming for the bajillionth time to try and resurrect their leader. So they made an overly complicated plan to get you or Niccolo to do it.
#ChaseForBook9
*Back to Niccolo* I wish I could but my magic is bound, I think she's gone so I feel safe the dad got her
*energy Bane punches Death in the face as more emerge from the trees*
#ChaseForBook9
*flips her head to the side to look at Trip*
And all of our powers are bound?
And do you think I will or Niccolo? Yeah go fuck yourseleves
Silver handed man: Actually it isn't Mrs. Kerias, but that is a good idea. Bind her!
#ChaseForBook9
*Ducks under the punch and leaps towards the prisoners, flicking a knife at Niccolò* I don't care if you can't cut yourself out, I can't do it. *Sprints back the Bane, sliding between his legs and rolls up, knives brandished*
So it seems.
Silver handed man: You'll do it, or we'll kill your friends one by one. Starting with OK' Niccolo who you're oh so very fond of.
#ChaseForBook9
(( [Is watching from a hidden spot, assessing the situation. None of you would have a reason to suspect I'm there, though, so like, no attacking me til I find out what's going on] ))
*has shadows ready and sends them at whoever comes nea me extra violent a hint of Justaria breaking through* No one touches me or I kill someone
*a SWAT merc thing takes the knife away, more Banes spill into the forest*
#ChaseForBook9
Hand to hand?
Godammit! *Throws another into Niccolò's leg* Sorry, but don't let them get this one! *Surveys scene* Crap.
Silver handed man: You have five seconds to dismiss those shadows and allow yourself to be bound before we shoot Niccolo Croatoan.
#ChaseForBook9
*pulls arms from behind back, tosses knives at surrounding assailints, and teleports to Zafira* I believe we ought to go.
#ChaseForBook9
Silver handed man: SHOOT CASTALAN!
#ChaseForBook9
You two- get out. Now. I... We can handle this..
*glances at Trip* We can handle this, right?
*Puts up barrier between the prisoners and everyone else* Okay, now lets take you guys on, one-handed! *Laughs* Three!
*grabs his hand tightly* I totally agree
[Quietly melts the bullets in their guns, rendering them useless for shooting things and likely to sort of explode if someone tries to use them]
[Stays hidden]
WWAAAAAAIIIITTTTT
I thought you guys, like, worshipped Trip?
*purple lightening arcs out of the forest, hitting the SWAT mercs, gunshots are heard and more fall*
#ChaseForBook9
*Walks up to Bane, one hand splayed and the other holding the knife tightly. Tries to slice Bane's face*
No, they kind of hate me. It's like Marmite. You know how fandoms are.
#ChaseForBook9
Death, Judi isn't needed... We have this.fairh in us and yourself. Not her
(I love Vegemite!!!!!!!!!!))
Right.
*flips over, kicking someone in the chest, springing to her feet*
*energy Banes dissipate*
#ChaseForBook9
Y'know, I don't even remember saying anything about Judi... Probably just one of her games...
*teleports with Zafira to her treehouse*
#ChaseForBook9
*breaks the zip tie, an energy bubble goes up as the surrounding channellers launch a salvo of attacks*
#ChassForBook9
You were counting down again
*Sighs and sinks to her knees, stabilising gravity inside the dome with both hands* *Blood starts to trickle from her nose*
*goes around in a circle* Where the hell is my bow?
*Nods* Ah. Her new game. Don't mind it. Give it attention and she comes... *Grits teeth*
*cleavers jump into the line of channeller attackers, cutting through two. Suddenly seven of them are nowhere to be seen.*
#ChaseForBook9
*lets go of him* Thank you....stay. Do not leave me we both are wanted if we split it causes more risk for us to get caught and I don't have a connection with you Niccolo
*Drops shield and falls down, unconscious*
*four of them fill their crystal weapons with different colours of energy and leap at the cleavers. They all died, the rest ran*
#ChaseForBook9
*punches someone in the face, swinging her leg around and grabbing a rock, slamming it into the side if their face*
[Runs to Death and pulls her out of harms way]
#ChaseForBook9
...Who is fighting who?
I really thought I was going to die then. I really honestly thought it was the end, that my end was to be some mortal mercs and a zip tie.
#ChaseForBook9
*picks up her bow and quiver*
We actually just finished fighting, Connor.
#ChaseForBook9
Zip ties... Ah... *walks over and brushes some leaves off the shoulder of his jacket, straightening the lapels* But we're fine, as always
Does that mean the rp is over?
I believe the others are more than capable of defending themselves. If Aretha should have need of me, however, I will go.
#ChaseForBook9
*Gasps and lurches forward with a pained cry*
I understand....I do. They tried to use you against me but *shakes head* Come we can go up to my room if you like Javier has the girls in the library by the way
Ah, it appears they've already finished. Shall I bring you back?
#ChaseForBook9
As always. *cleavers with tartan in sections of their uniforms, carrying hunting rifles and men and women in grey cloaks appear on the ridge* Hypsin! My saviour as always! *goes and hugs one of the grey cloaked ones holding a staff*
#ChaseForBook9
Death, are you alright?
#ChaseForBook9
Not in the slightest Connor. The rp isn't all action.
#ChaseForBook9
-appears behind Trip, grabbing him from behind, smothering him with a chloroform dipped cloth, dragging him back into the shadows-
(Brb)
*follows silently*
*Shakes head quickly* No... *Glances into the forest and stands up, swaying* They're coming... I... I need to stop them... Thank you... *Sprints into the forest*
Hello, Connor.
#ChaseForBook9
AY CONNOR WHAT THE HELL
*trudges back down the ridge, followed by Hypsin, the grey cloaked ones and forty of the hunting riffle cleavers, joining the twenty regular at the bottom*
#ChaseForBook9
*the grey closed man shoots Connor with purple lightening from his staff, they keep walking*
#ChaseForBook9
*Grits teeth and jumps to a branch, looking around. *Lets out a small whimper as they come, silently. Jumps off tree to go meet the army*
Yes but can we get Alexis? Javier was having his alone time with Olivia *takes his hand again*
Death...?
#ChaseForBook9
Hmm. Channeller stuff, then..
*walks off in a different direction*
Everyone, meet my oldest friend, Hypsin Oasis! *points to a quite short man, with a dark caramel colour skin, chubby cheeks and a friendly demeanour*
Hypsin: Hello! *waves*
#ChaseForBook9
Mine?
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