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starrysummer: I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
Also, The Client by John Grisham is a really good book.
Pyrae, where are you? You are supposed to be on spring break. Why are you not online constantly attending to my every whim? This is cruel and unusual. [/sarcasm] But seriously. I haven't seen you since Monday and that is far too long when I have cool music to play and editing to talk about.
(Takes place in chapter nine, and I presume that you can guess where if you've read the rest.)
Joseph leaned against the wall and glared at Zacharias. "Will you stop doing that?"
Zacharias dropped his hand back to his side. "I keep forgetting." He kept rubbing at his eye, which was not much fun for the priest handcuffed to him.
Joseph's arm was beginning to ache from being up in the air. "I blame you," he said severely. "Running away from a murder scene...what were you thinking?"
"It could be worse. We could be kidnapped and tortured. We could be dead. We could be grabbed by giant evil hawks. We could be - "
"Shut up."
Zacharias sighed, and lifted his hand again. Joseph tugged back, and there was a fierce battle culminating in Zacharias stepping pointedly on Joseph's foot.
"Use your free hand," Joseph snapped.
"I don't want to," Zacharias said, pouting.
It was at that point that Joseph realized what was going on. It was the same as usual - the blond acting like his normal, cynical self so that no one else would know that he was dying.
"Why are you dying?" Joseph asked softly.
"What makes you think I am?"
"Don't even play."
Zacharias started to move his hand, thought better of it, and blinked hard. "My eye itches."
Joseph wanted to poke the blond, but because of his lack of hands was forced to kick him instead. "I hate you."
"No, you don't. You think you do, but you don't. Idiot."
"I do," Joseph insisted, and then kicked Zacharias again. "Don't change the subject."
"What subject?"
"I want to know - "
"I don't know!" Zacharias burst out. "I don't know if I'm dying, or why, I don't know what's going on! And damn it, my eye hurts!" He attempted to spin away dramatically, but was foiled by the dastardly handcuffs. "Ow, ow."
Joseph watched the blond for a moment. "Why does she want to kill you?"
"Because she hates me." Zacharias smiled coldly. "You don't hate me. You just dislike me. But Jen...she hates me."
"Why?"
"You ask too many questions."
"Maybe if you would talk to me and tell me what's wrong, I wouldn't have so many!"
The peaceman came up to them then, and unlocked the handcuffs binding Joseph to the pipe. "It's off to the holding cells with you," he said cheerfully.
"We're not murderers," Joseph said wearily.
There was a strange, sad look in Zacharias's eyes for a fleeting instant. "No...no, we aren't."
starrysummer: I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.Also, The Client by John Grisham is a really good book.
Pyrae, where are you? You are supposed to be on spring break. Why are you not online constantly attending to my every whim? This is cruel and unusual. [/sarcasm] But seriously. I haven't seen you since Monday and that is far too long when I have cool music to play and editing to talk about.
(Takes place in chapter nine, and I presume that you can guess where if you've read the rest.)
Joseph leaned against the wall and glared at Zacharias. "Will you stop doing that?"
Zacharias dropped his hand back to his side. "I keep forgetting." He kept rubbing at his eye, which was not much fun for the priest handcuffed to him.
Joseph's arm was beginning to ache from being up in the air. "I blame you," he said severely. "Running away from a murder scene...what were you thinking?"
"It could be worse. We could be kidnapped and tortured. We could be dead. We could be grabbed by giant evil hawks. We could be - "
"Shut up."
Zacharias sighed, and lifted his hand again. Joseph tugged back, and there was a fierce battle culminating in Zacharias stepping pointedly on Joseph's foot.
"Use your free hand," Joseph snapped.
"I don't want to," Zacharias said, pouting.
It was at that point that Joseph realized what was going on. It was the same as usual - the blond acting like his normal, cynical self so that no one else would know that he was dying.
"Why are you dying?" Joseph asked softly.
"What makes you think I am?"
"Don't even play."
Zacharias started to move his hand, thought better of it, and blinked hard. "My eye itches."
Joseph wanted to poke the blond, but because of his lack of hands was forced to kick him instead. "I hate you."
"No, you don't. You think you do, but you don't. Idiot."
"I do," Joseph insisted, and then kicked Zacharias again. "Don't change the subject."
"What subject?"
"I want to know - "
"I don't know!" Zacharias burst out. "I don't know if I'm dying, or why, I don't know what's going on! And damn it, my eye hurts!" He attempted to spin away dramatically, but was foiled by the dastardly handcuffs. "Ow, ow."
Joseph watched the blond for a moment. "Why does she want to kill you?"
"Because she hates me." Zacharias smiled coldly. "You don't hate me. You just dislike me. But Jen...she hates me."
"Why?"
"You ask too many questions."
"Maybe if you would talk to me and tell me what's wrong, I wouldn't have so many!"
The peaceman came up to them then, and unlocked the handcuffs binding Joseph to the pipe. "It's off to the holding cells with you," he said cheerfully.
"We're not murderers," Joseph said wearily.
There was a strange, sad look in Zacharias's eyes for a fleeting instant. "No...no, we aren't."
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I will ask questions in a minute but I cannot guarantee that I will subject myself to question-asking. Sounds like risky business, that.
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2) What's the strangest dream you've ever had?
3) If you could get paid for doing one thing for the rest of your working life, what would it be?
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so whats new?
hello pyrae! i have no idea who you are but i have heard wonderful stuff about you from caitlin. lol and im not lying.
back to caitlin
hey caitlin! i think im getting really sick of mrs. jung she keeps ignoring everone and i have no idea what i am doing half of the time i call her over and she comes but then like gets this look and then walks away strange its like shes under a spell OOOO A MYSTERY wow i just realized that im reallyhyper and i think i must leave ok bye
o yes and i didnt get to read chapter 18 yet. im sooo sorry and i bet i wont get to read tonight because of soccer and i dont think i will get to read it friday because of ooooooo wait i can bring it to study hall!!!!!!! im so smart (ya right)
ok bye
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If you could say anything you wanted to anyone at all, and suffer no negative consequences (but not necessarily any positive ones either), what would it be and to whom?
Oh, and would you describe yourself as an optimist, pessimist, idealistic, realistic, cynic, etc, and why?
And since I'm now so close to three and you said 'no more, no less': What do you regard as the most annoying non-indigenous animal here in the Midwest, Asian beetles or Canadian geese? Or something else, if you prefer.
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Random and silly and yes, I'm tired and bored. ^_~
2. Could you recommend a good author? I need new books to read. ~~;
3. If you absolutely had to dye your hair an extreme color, which would you choose out of the following - neon orange, aqua blue, or (of course) shocking pink?
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would you give up your writing talent for 2 million dollars?
if jonny depp came to your house would you
a) faint b) break into a sweat and attempt to let you in c)treat him like youve known him forever d)try to act like someone else to get the best first impression
personaly i would faint........ wait no..........yes ok i would faint.........wait no no no i would see him talking but i would be in another world. lost..........lol i would be funny to see him and just say "heya how are you doing?" im so bored ok caitlin i know your going to yell at me because i already asked you three questions but i didnt ask them on your journal. hey i think i should get a journal.
ok i must go study wait no i can wait
pyrae hi im elizabeth you my know me as that girl who writes extemely long comments. im must meet you sometime. im sure you read all of caitlins books by now. so please tell me does zach really die? ok i just realized that was stupid of me to ask because caitlin would read this and tell you not to tell and you probably would tell me to keep reading it. lol
ok i think im finished.
bye
hey caitlin did you get your sewing material yet? mines really ugly ITS SO UGLY ITS CUTE! ok wow im hyper when am i not hyper? :P lol :)
ok bye i just realized how stupid i must sound writing ok all the time
see ya
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Your name is familiar. I may have met you before, but Caitlin would have to confirm.
im sure you read all of caitlins books by now. so please tell me does zach really die? ok i just realized that was stupid of me to ask because caitlin would read this and tell you not to tell and you probably would tell me to keep reading it. lol
I do my best not to listen to Caitlin. Really, though, the ending's ambiguous, so it's up to you to decide: do you think she has the guts to kill off one of her infamous Blonds of Angst?
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I would tell my mother exactly what I think about her precious Bush, aka The Bastard.
Oh, and would you describe yourself as an optimist, pessimist, idealistic, realistic, cynic, etc, and why?
I think I'm a realist, because I know that things aren't perfect and never will be, but I'm not just going to give up. I guess. I don't know.
And since I'm now so close to three and you said 'no more, no less': What do you regard as the most annoying non-indigenous animal here in the Midwest, Asian beetles or Canadian geese? Or something else, if you prefer.
Those dastardly beetles. Giving innocent ladybugs a bad name...
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Re: Random and silly and yes, I'm tired and bored. ^_~
I guess I like canon Draco better. I do love fanfic, but it's quite amusing when people who are not like me (i.e., not easily blindsided by angsty blonds) point out how very Mary-Sue-ish fanon Draco often is.
2. Could you recommend a good author? I need new books to read. ~~;
Terry Pratchett if you haven't read his books already. If you have...try Garth Nix, especially the Abhorsen trilogy. It starts with Sabriel.
3. If you absolutely had to dye your hair an extreme color, which would you choose out of the following - neon orange, aqua blue, or (of course) shocking pink?
Oh, blue, definitely.
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I'd rather go to school. Illiteracy = secularism, you know. XD You'll know what I mean when you take Theology next year.
would you give up your writing talent for 2 million dollars?
No. Never. *squeak*
if jonny depp came to your house would you
a) faint b) break into a sweat and attempt to let you in c)treat him like youve known him forever d)try to act like someone else to get the best first impression
Considering I just watched Benny & Joon, it would probably actually be e) Shriek in delight and start babbling about how darn good he is.
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You've never met her, but I've mentioned her before.
I do my best not to listen to Caitlin. Really, though, the ending's ambiguous, so it's up to you to decide: do you think she has the guts to kill off one of her infamous Blonds of Angst?
I WOULD HAVE DONE IF YOU WEREN'T SO ARGH. WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT ME DEAD?
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When I finished the first draft of my first novel and suddenly realized that it was over and I actually written a book.
2) What's the strangest dream you've ever had?
Oh, they're all strange. The very weirdest ones are the ones I can't remember anymore. I suppose it would be the one where I was trying to fly off the building but it wasn't working and I just kept landing on the ground. That was annoying.
3) If you could get paid for doing one thing for the rest of your working life, what would it be?:
Writing. I do it all the time anyway, why not get paid for it?
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I know you too well.
I think I'm a realist, because I know that things aren't perfect and never will be, but I'm not just going to give up. I guess. I don't know.
Did you know I recently switched outlooks? Or rather, I was misinterpreting mine.
Those dastardly beetles. Giving innocent ladybugs a bad name...
Must agree, though I don't know that I wouldn't fault normal ladybugs, as well. Surely the twenty beetles I've found in the last couple days alone could not all have been Asian. And I'd really, really like it if they'd stop sneaking into the wash, because really, I don't need to see them crushed and strewn among the clean clothes.
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Well. Not everything revolves around you. Why would you think you are the primary concern of all our motives?
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i cant believe it i just finished your book and it was sooooooooo good! i never thought that i would get time to read it this weekend but i finished it! im so happy jen died!!!! i hated her to bad she had to kill herself. thats kind of sad :( o well i didnt like her anyway! lol wow zach.........i have no comments. ok well i do. i think he did move to alaska. is he supposed to sound like he moved to alaska? who does Lasa marry? wow lots of weddings. it reminded me of like the end of the movie where its years after the whole conflicts thing and then they are all happy it was just great!! I NEW IT WAS BILL!!!!! o i just cant wait until sewing today, how many times do you think lindsay will hit me??? lol im going to be like "hey caitlin i cant believe what happens to zach in the end..." and fun stuff like that it will be great. i hope lindsay finishes the book soon so she wont hit me as much. lol.
o yes by the way there wasnt an E to the last question but it was very creative of you to add one! :) i was like "hey i dont remeber writing an E
well i must go!
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