Hello.
Ah, my poor neglected blog. How I have ignored you. Once you were the apple of my eye (okay, not really — the name of this blog is what it is, after all), but then along came Twitter and suddenly you seemed somewhat clunky and... unwieldy...
But see? I have returned. I've been away a lot, I know. Work. I had that book to publish (which went really well, by the way) and then all those tours, including a trip to New Zealand and Australia to meet all those readers with funny accents.
My life has been somewhat chaotic as of late, and when things get chaotic, some other things suffer. You, it seems, are one of these things.
But I'll try to rectify that. I really will. I'm home now, after all, and settling back into normal life. What normal life will bring me, though, I have no idea.
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Tawnee: *smiles* thank you *sits in car*
*Two guards jump trying to pin her down and a third grabs a knife*
(It seems I disappeared briefly.)
*dodges the first two guards*
*focuses on the one with a knife*
*pulls out dagger from top*
*smiles* what are you waiting for?
No probs *jumps into my seat and starts the car* lets go *drives away*
time interval
*arrives outside a hotel in Paris* we're here
(Welcome back Sophia)
*Guard with knife steps forward trying to stab her* *first guard stands and smashes chair into her back*
Tawnee: *eyes brighten* wow! I love paris
*gasps*
*wraps hand around knife, forcing it down*
*hand bleeds* two against one isn't fair
*roundhouse kicks the guard behind*
(I found the cutest pic ever!
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/356/9/0/smile_dog_and_lazari_by_inkswell-d6yzths.jpg)
(welcome back Soph)
I'll be back in a moment *shadow walks away*
*Guard behind gasps and falls* *Guard with knife continues to push* *More police turn up and guns are aimed at Inky*
Police chief: You attacked a guard
Tawnee: okay sweetie
*lets go of the knife*
*looks at the police* they attacked a lady!
*Guard with knife grins* She broke into parliament sir
Police: Well, I could arrest you. Leave this building now or I will have to arrest you
*Guard whispers to Inky* Nice try, but I don't lose
you don't what? *shouts* where is Ed?
Guard: He will be in a cell, awaiting his execution tomorrow
*returns with some suitcases*
lets go check in *smiles*
(I've looked up the picture link you've shared inks, and i find the pic really cool, the dog (thing) would make a great pet)
Execution? Take me to him!
(it is a creepypasta character called smile dog ^^)
Tawnee: ok, lets *smiles*
Guard: No, he will not be allowed visitors. He committed a crime, so needs to be punished
(The internet is a very boring place.)
*frowns* so did I
Guard: his crimes are a bit worse than yours
What did he do that I didn't...?
Guard: *Grins and pulls out a long list* He is most wanted for, theft, murder, trespassing among other crimes. The queen herself wants him arrestd
What? *thinks* I know,
*stabs the guard in the chest*
Transition to this:
https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?postID=2031506902569180701&blogID=1104475307058729066&isPopup=true&page=24
Oh, hello Blogland. How is everyone doing?
*Guard dies smiling* *Police turn up*
Police chief: Your under arrest Miss
(hello Tia, how art thou?
I am good)
(Hello Tia, how are you?)
*tries not to smile* of course I am
Police: *pushes her into cart and horses take her to prison*
(I'm fine, thanks. :) Everyone else?)
(I am depressed.)
(I is good Star ^^)
*smiles* ive never been in a horse and cart before
*they arrive and she is placed in a cell with the door locked behind her* Officer: Your trial will be held in the morning, there is an execution just before it
(Hello Star)
(Hello Tia,
to answer yours and Stars questions I'm happy thank you)
*goes inside the hotel*
Okay *waits patiently before they go*
Tawnee: you spoil me *grins*
Officer: You seem awfully calm about being arested
*smiles* yes I am
*hails dagger at the officer*
*hugs Soph*
What's wrong? :c
(*pushes Tia away* Nothing new.)
*Officer dodges*
Officer: Well, that was close. Maybe a higher security cell for you *Sleeping gas fills her cell as the guard puts on a gas mask
*coughs and drops to knees* No! Ed...
*falls unconscious*
Why are you always so depressed, Soph? Surely you possess happier feelings?
*Guards move her to a metal room where she is attached to a steel table* *Guard throws bucket of cold water over her*
*wakes up with a gasp* T that...was n not c cool at all...*looks around* what the hell?
(I have my reasons. None of which I wish to share.)
*smiles* ok,
*walks over to the desk*
i have a booking for Mr Garrett
check in person: ahh yes *gives Garrett the keys*
me: thank you *picks up suitcases*
*looks at Taw* lets go find out room
Guard: Your awake, good. I believe you were with the traitor?
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