Uh...

So um hi. It's been a while. No one actually reads this blog so I don't really use it... at all. I don't have a use for this blog anymore. My instagram has reached 1,000 followers, and I'm on Pinterest and Tumblr more than this site. It was fun when I started but I have no interaction with anyone on here and it literally has become a soliloquy. It's summer for me now, I'm at my grandmother's like I usually am, and she was the only one who actually read what I had to say. I don't know if I want to continue this blog or not. I don't post... I have no reason to continue posting.

TV SHOW RECOMMENDATIONS :D

Doctor Who - Rating: PG -- (BBC) - Still Airing

This show is amazing! :D The Doctor, (yes he is the Doctor not Doctor Who or Dr. Who you wholigans.) has a real admiration for humanity, even though he'll give it constructive criticism. He also will note how hard it must be having a body not like his own, a Time Lord body, which has two hearts and a few other features different from a human's. He is from the planet Gallifrey, the home of Time Lords and their science of "bigger on the inside". He calls the ship the T.A.R.D.I.S., named by his granddaughter Susan (classic series), which stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space. Named simply for what it is. The show is all about his adventures and how trouble finds him or he finds it. He always has a companion at his side and they make their own place in his hearts. Many of them are female, but most are only friendships. The Doctor and his companion travel through time and space just to explore!

Merlin - Rating: PG -- (BBC) - Ended 2012

BBC's Merlin is loosely based off of the stories of the legendary King Arthur, but it's the younger years.

So I post a lot of fanfiction for this show mostly because it deserves having it written. I wish the show had continued, but luckily it has 5 seasons (which my grandmother watched in a week *claps*)! Merlin is a born-with-powerful-magic warlock, which is great, you know, if Camelot's king, Uther Pendragon hadn't banned it's practice 20 years prior to the show time line. Merlin is sent from the small village of Ealdor outside of the kingdom's borders, to receive guidance from the Court Physician Gaius. Gaius helps Merlin keep his magic secret so the king won't have his head. Merlin meets Arthur, a prat of a prince, and the show goes on from there. :)

Once Upon a Time - Rating PG -- (ABC) - Still Airing

Once Upon a Time is about Emma Swan, who was orphaned as a baby, who gave up her son for adoption, and that son comes back to find her 10 years later for her help. He gets her to take him back home to a town called Storybrooke, he explains that he was adopted by the evil queen, and how everyone was a character in a fairytale and Emma is meant so save them from the Evil Queen's curse making no one remember who they are.

Black Butler - Rating TV-14 -- (don't really know, but it names off Square Enix, Aniplex, and Funimation) - Continued
Black Butler is a manga and anime. (To the non-otakus, manga is graphic novels, anime is Japanese animation)

It centers around a young Earl in the Victorian Era, whose parents were killed in a fire that burnt down his estate. He calls upon a demon to make a deal, the demon helps him figure out who killed his parents and seek revenge, then the demon can consume his soul. The estate is reestablished, and the Earl, Ciel Phantomhive, is back with a butler who is always dressed in black. His butler's name is Sebastian Michaelis and his catchphrase is (pardon my language but I find this awesome) "I'm simply one hell of a butler." ( I GIGGLED THE FIRST TIME LIKE WOW SO PUNNY).

This is all for now, will post more later! (I don't want my posts super super long) - Robs

Game Reviews/Recommendations!

So recently, because I'm not in school, I've tried a couple of MMOs (Massively Multiplayer Online) and I have to say they are both impressive.

PWI - Perfect World International

This game is done by Perfect World Entertainment which is a China-based online game company.

The game itself is styled well, the graphics are impressive (this also depends on your RAM and graphic quality).

Starting out, the game has quick leveling up until level 30, where leveling seems to be harder.

PWI features 6 races, with 2 classes each. The two classes in each race are counterparts, one melee and one magic base. (Ex. Blademaster and Wizard are the two classes for Human)

The most recommended is usually Venomancer or Barbarian (Untamed race, only classes specified to a gender).

I personally love all of them, honestly. They have great combat styles.

The game does not have a membership system, or monthly fee, the game is free to play, though, as most MMOs do, has a virtual boutique if you wish to put in real money, you can.

The skills you acquire are unlocked from cultivation quests that you do once you reach a certain level. These are usually the most difficult quests in game. You will see on the chat log people will be asking for help at almost all times.

The game is rated T for Teen. ESRB does not rate multiplayer interaction and chat between users. Rated for mostly(or at least I assume, I don't have a list):
Mild Language (this is only rating game dialogue, not what users type)
Fantasy Combat
Violence
(also the female attire is "skimpy", it's frustrating)

This is, at least what I have seen.

Now to the one I started yesterday!

Guild Wars 2 by ArenaNet

Guild Wars 2 is styled well and with graphics set to high, textures are stunning. You have 5 races to choose from, all having the same professions (classes).

There are 8 professions, all having their pros and cons. Similar to most games, there isn't really a "best class". It really depends on what you want to do.

If you want to shoot with a bow, go with a Ranger.

If you wish to use magic based combat, choose Elementalist, Necromancer, or Mesmer.

Do you want to be a tank or fight up close melee? Guardian or Warrior

Be different? Engineer (this seems like a really cool profession)

And the one kind of left out is Thief. Though I do really like it :)

ESRB rating is T for Teen-
Blood
Mild Language
Use of Alcohol
Violence

GW2 is not as "MMO-ish" as some are and can get away from certain things some people will be annoyed with in other games. The storyline works well and your own character gets one.

This game does not have a membership or monthly fee but does cost money upfront.The game can be bought for PC or Mac download or physical copy on Amazon for about 20 dollars.

I recommend them both and I'll be posting soon! See ya! - Robs

My Instagram Has 600 Followers!!!

Hey Minions!

So, I'm moving and packing and... yeah.

But anyway, after I'm done I get to spend time with my aunt and grandmother during the transition.

THIS MEANS MERLIN, LOTR, HARRY POTTER, ETC.

YES.

YES.

In other news, I'm reading The Outsider and In The Presence Of My Enemies for my academy's summer reading. Yay.

Also watching Psych more recently and it's awesome XD.

Not much else going on, been playing Assassin's Creed III and Eden Eternal but that's it really.

Tomorrow is my grandmother's birthday and then we're celebrating 4th of July on Friday!


 'Murica.

So yep.

Favorites accounts anyone?

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Favorite Instagram accounts:
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My Instagram (@these_dollopheads) has reached 500+ followers!

I want to try macarons.

Alpacas are the best animals.

And now, the weather.
I thought you said feather.

I make too many references.

#LBBW ftw. (Gina knows)

Bye.

Story Time!

Requested by my wonderful friend, I'm posting my How To Train Your Dragon/Merlin crossover.

Dragon Riders of Camelot

Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin or How To Train Your Dragon. All rights to BBC and Dreamworks Animation. 

Rating: K

Genre: Friendship & Fantasy

Warnings: None

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It was a new age, the sun would rise and set in its peaceful manner and not one storm cloud would ever make way to ruin it. The sun was shining brighter than ever on this day, the day magic was to truly be restored to the kingdom of Camelot. 

Merlin requested for the king to come with him today to see dragons up close, smaller ones of course. 

"Arthur! Come on I trained one just for you! Her name is Aithusa, she was a Wyvern but when she got into the hands of Morgana she was not taken care of correctly. So... now, she is the size of a Wyvern, but she'll never grow much more. Though it does gives her more the chance to ride." Merlin explained as he almost dragged his king across the courtyard.

 "Merlin I don't have time- did you say ride? You ride those creatures?" Arthur questioned, his right eye brow raised. 

"If they're trained correctly and the right size, yeah! I mean, you can ride larger dragons, but ones closer to the size of a large horse are nimble and swift. Think of how great of an asset it would be to the kingdom!" The Court Sorcerer exclaimed. This brought Arthur's thoughts to dragons being useful in battle strategies and finally agreed to follow his adviser to the edge of the upper town to the field where the dragons lived.

"Alright Arthur, this is her, Aithusa. I named her myself." The young warlock said with pride as Aithusa came up to him. She was a pure white with blue sparkling eyes. This was the dragon who helped Morgana but eventually came back to be loyal to her dragonlord. 

"Her name means the light of the sun. Kilgharrah says it is a good omen for our destiny of building this kingdom. She is yours Arthur, if you're willing to return the favor to her." Merlin continued with a smile as he saw the two bond immediately. 

"Do you have a dragon, I mean to ride?" Arthur asked though he never took his eyes off the winged creature.

"Indeed I do sire. I didn't name him though, he also isn't a Wyvern. He is what some call a 'night fury'. He is old, and part of his winged tale is broken, but when I found him there was a mechanism of controlling his guidance and flight abilities to where it didn't really matter." Merlin replied and continued, "I found him in an old viking's village in the farther North on an island called Berk, his rider had died of old age long ago, the dragon was all that was left living and he instantly took to me. That is when I thought of the idea of bringing dragon riding to Camelot." 

They continued to find the drake that Merlin spoke of finding, the midnight black dragon was apparently trying to catch a fish. "Toothless, come here!" Merlin shouted when the dragon finally caught the fish that was taunting him. Toothless, so he was named, swallowed the large fish whole, and came up to the warlock and the king. 

"Arthur, Toothless. Toothless, Arthur." Merlin said between them. Toothless first glared with his green golden eyes and growled, he looked back at Merlin and was given a look saying 'I trust him'. With that being said, the black scaled dragon rose up on to its back feet and sat in the position of a dog and put out one of his legs in a wanting to shake hands fashion. Arthur slowly looked between his adviser and to the drake and when Toothless looked to him happily, he shook his hand with him. 

"Good. Now, you m'lord, best learn how to ride." After this statement there was much practice on how to not fall off Aithusa's back, once Arthur finally was able to stay on, they went soaring into the air.

They flew across old ruins and lakes and mountains and clouds. They even flew once around the tallest tower of the castle. Arthur felt the most free in the longest time, so did Merlin. No more secrets, no more guilt. The two built their kingdom on trust, magic, and as sappy as it is... friendship. Arthur went to make peace with the Druids and the great dragon himself. All was good. All was right. 

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"Merlin? MERLIN! Wake up you bumbling idiot! What good are you just laying here!?" Arthur's voice yelled when everything went black and then became blurry vision of a ceiling and a not so happy Arthur Pendragon. Everything started to focus. Merlin was just dreaming again.

 "Sorry sire, I must have not slept well." Merlin answered his voice in a small groan from his rough wake from his sleep.

 "Well you can say sorry by mucking out the stables." Arthur said as he walked out of Merlin's small chambers back into Gaius' work room. 

Merlin sighed and got ready to work as he did every day. It seems dreams are never to last. 

But of course as young as he is, he never has been able to tell those dreams are of foresight.

The end.

This blog is taking a new turn.

So maybe movie reviews?

Book reviews?

TV show reviews?

My written works?

Tell me what you want and I'll do it.

Howdy.

This is awkward since it's June.

Oh well.

Anyway.

SUMMERRRRRRRR.

I am dealing with writer's block as well. Funnnn.

I've had it since I last blogged on here ._.

ugh.

I don't really know what to blog about.

heh.

Another month???? Dang it.

Alright do you all have any suggestions on how I can be posting on my blog? Any way I can make it better? As much as I am doing stuff I just don't think the events are interesting enough... So any suggestions would be helpful.

Do you want me to post fanfiction? Episode commentaries? Playlists? My life has fallen into fandoms so this blog is becoming fandom centered. I have been considering quitting my blog and making one totally different. 

Please comment!!!

- Robs

It's been about a month since I've posted

Oops.

I haven't even been that busy.

There hasn't really been anything interesting going on.

I was a stagehand for my school's drama production of Peter Pan and had our awesome tech team, set design, fly team, directors and of course, cast. - I will also be stagehand for our musical theatre production "Wizard of Oz".

My birthday is on Easter this year and I've already got my edit for that, now all I need to do is make one for St. Patrick's Day. If only I knew of some wonderful Irish actors from my shows. I wonder, I wonder... * smirk * The Colins (:


I've been writing (obviously).

I also put a beautiful gif with mah title ain't it purdy.

Okay so it's 9:10 and I am tired, bye....

- Robs

Tomorrow is Gina's birthday!!!!!!!

HERE IS HER PRESENT... Well, one of them. By her request it is Doctor Who :D

Looking Up At The Gleaming Stars

Fandom: Doctor Who

Disclaimer: I don't own this show cries in the distance

Rating: K

Genre: Angst & Sci-fi/Fantasy, Humor

Summary: Rose keeps hearing the Doctor call for, but she thinks she has just imagined it. The Doctor is gone. - Post Doomsday, no TenTwo, no Amy Pond – Written as Gina's birthday present

Rose... Rose...

He only said her name when she heard him in her dreams. In her nightmares it was “Rose Tyler, I...”.

Every night Rose sat by her window looking up at the gleaming stars.

So far away.

It wasn't the worst situation, but it felt like it. Sure, she has her mum, her dad, and a brother on the way, not to mention Mickey.

It just wasn't enough. Never enough. Even with her family, she felt alone in the mansion she lived in.

She worked for Torchwood now, instead of that shop she used to work at, the one where she met the Doctor.

Her Doctor.

The tears still come and go, now just when she remembers his voice, his smile, his great head of hair, really, really great hair...

She smiled at the thought, even if there were tears in her eyes.

Rose was walking down Totters Lane when she looked to her left into a junkyard. There was a flash of light and there were no longer Zeppelins in the sky.

 There it stood. That magnificent blue box that took her everywhere.

Was the Doctor inside?

She came up to the tall blue narrow doors when one of them opened revealing a glow inside.

“Doctor?” She called out.

“Rose.” A voice replied. Not her Doctor's voice though.

She looked behind her where the voice came from.

“Sorry, do I know you?” Rose asked the man with a very prominent chin and floppy hair with a tweed jacket and bow tie.

“You did once. Not like this. Another me, past me. Me.” He responded, walking slowly towards her.

“Doctor?” She whispered, afraid if she spoke any higher he would break like glass.

“Your doctor.” He answered.

With this she smiled and hugged him tightly not ever wanting to let go.

“You may remember me as a traveler of sorts. Perhaps, you'd like to join me? Anywhere in the universe, anywhere in time, all at your finger tips.” He said with a grin appearing in the corner of his lips and took her hand.

“You've never had to ask.” Rose answered, still smiling.

“Alright then Rose Tyler! All aboard the TARDIS!” He exclaimed like a child at Christmas.

As if she had read his mind she said, “How about a Christmas? Do any other planets have Christmas?”

“We could go to New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York.” The Doctor joked, not missing a “new”.

“Sounds fine by me!” Rose said doing her signature tongue through teeth smile.

“Off we go then my beautiful Rose!” He rushed through the doors of the TARDIS when Rose tilted her head to the side, but still smiling.

“Redecorated have you?” She said teasingly.

“Oh you know, new new new Doctor, new new TARDIS.” He joked.

She came by his side and said, “You're different, but I like you. You still have the same essence. Same sense.”

“Sense?” He asked. “Sense of what?”

“Sense of adventure, sense of.. you. Do I smell bananas?” She answered then asked.

“Hm....” Avoiding the question, he started playing with switches and triggers.

“Set for Christmas! GERONIMO!”

Then they were off.

Jackie Tyler sat at her bedroom window and thought about her Rose.

I guess she found her Doctor.

Jackie knew even if she didn't ever see her daughter again, she was happy. She just knew she was with him. Her and her Doctor. Oh what a tale to be told.

- Happy birthday Gina – love you lots!!!

Requested by Gina to post

My story I wrote just from an idea... another Merlin fanfiction - slight Percy Jackson references

Lies of the Mist

Disclaimer: Do not own Merlin or Percy Jackson, rights to BBC and Rick Riordan.

Fandoms: Merlin & Percy Jackson

Rating: T

Genre: Angst & Friendship

Warnings: character self-harm, references to suicidal attempts

Summary: Arthur comes back in the arms of someone who looks exactly like his former servant though he claims he is only his descendent. His name? Emrys, son of Hecate the goddess of magic and witchcraft. AU with slight PJATO/HOO - and Arthur never married Gwen

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"Hello? Sir?" A voice calls out, a familiar voice. Arthur feels hands grasping his upper arms, shaking him. He slowly opens his eyes to see a man leaning over him. His hair was raven black and the bangs fell just underneath his brow, his eyes were just a shade darker than the blue sky above them. His face is structured with sharp cheekbones and prominent ears. 

"Sir?" The man asks again. Arthur realizes who he is.

"Merlin?" His voice was rough, and his lips and throat were dry.

 "No, I'm not Merlin, sorry mate. Come on, let's get you somewhere warm, yeah?" The man's voice seemed sincere enough for the former king to give a small nod that gave approval to the other to help him up. 

They weren't far away from the man's flat, so when they reached the door to the room, Arthur instantly begged, "Water." The stranger with the familiar face gave him a glass of water with a pitcher sitting on the coffee table. 

"So, if you're not Merlin, who are you?" Arthur interrogated the man, taking a sip of his drink.

 "I'm his descendent, if that makes you feel better. The name's Emrys, and I know you're Arthur. My grandfather told me about you, carrying on the legend. Merlin was your manservant and successor right?" The stranger said with pride and curiosity throughout his words. 

"Emrys. I've heard that name before. Tell me, what era am I in?" Arthur looked around the room noticing many things he could not recognize.  

"Era? Well, it's the year 2014, first month of the year." Emrys replied and continued, "We should probably find you a change of clothes, you look like you just came home drunk from a reenactment. Chain mail and armor isn't exactly... our main way of protection anymore." 

"No armor? How do you people protect yourselves?" The blonde asked worryingly.

 "We've bullet proof vests, and helmets, but that's about it. I'll be right back, I can bet I have something that'll fit you. Do you... know how to um..." Emrys said, gesturing to his armor.

 "I believe so." Arthur replied not so convincingly.

Emrys flew his skinny fingers through his shirts and trousers trying to find something big enough to fit the other man in the flat. It has nothing to do with him not being fit, he was, just Emrys is so skinny and inferior to him, as he always has. He finally found a black button-up shirt with dark blue jeans and a belt. He dressed Arthur without much difficulty, which the former king found a tad bit strange. 

"Where have I heard your name before?" Arthur asked again, wonderingly.

"Emrys, was another name for Merlin. Those of magic were the only ones to call him that though. They were wrong too, the destiny seems to be mine and not his." The raven haired explained. 

Arthur turned to look Emrys in the eyes when he saw a flash of the same man, but looked as if he had not slept well in days. Arthur blinked to find the other the way he was previously, he tells himself it was just a hallucination.

"You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Emrys said with a deep chuckle erupting from his throat. "What am I saying, 'course you look like you've seen a ghost, I'm a splitting image of your manservant." 

They continued to talk about all the changes to the world since the 6th century, and about the legends passed down through Emrys' family. Emrys also taught Arthur how to turn a light switch off and on, and where to get food when he is hungry, even if there was only cheese and grapes in the mini fridge. 

"Arthur, I'm going to head over to the market to get some food alright? Don't touch anything while I'm gone." He ordered the blonde. 

Of course, Arthur, being the prat that he is, decides to be curious. He didn't fool with anything he couldn't understand, for example the oven, or a television remote. No, he decides to let his feet wander to the bookshelf in an alcove of the room, containing old to new books. His fingers scan across the worn books as he found The Legend of Emrys. He considered reading it but for now, he wanted to explore. 

It was then when he found a paper from a Dr. Smith, who seems to be Emrys' therapist. Arthur looked at the paper more closely, it read:

Dr: Smith, John

Patient: Emrys, Merlin

DOB: Unknown

Age: Unknown

Patient Concerns: Sleep deprived, depression, stress, hallucinations, self-harm, suicidal attempts.

Arthur shoved the paper back where he found it and sat down on the sofa with The Legend of Emrys in hand. 

The book claimed Emrys was a demigod, showing two alike personalities, and uses "the mist" as a guise to hide from enemies. His mother is the goddess Hecate. She is the goddess of magic and witchcraft. 

Emrys' other personality was known more to mortals, going by another name.

Emrys was an ancient name that Balinor, a dragon lord and Emrys' father, decided was the best fit for his young boy. Emrys meant immortality.

Emrys was destined to serve and protect the once and future king, and wait for his return. During his service to the king, he went by the name of Merlin.

Arthur didn't know what to do with this new information. So Emrys was Merlin, well, that is what he thought in the first place. But why would he lie? He decides to wait and see if his former servant would reveal who he was. And so, he waited.

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{2 Weeks Later} 

Emrys was sitting at the island in their small kitchen which was open to the living area, while Arthur was sitting at the sofa as he dug deep into his thoughts. 

"Why did you lie?" Arthur asked abruptly, breaking the silence that filled the room. 

"What?" The raven haired replied, his brow furrowing. 

"Don't you think I would have figured it out, Merlin. While you were out a couple weeks ago, the day I got here, you really didn't think I would stay in one place did you? Now answer my question. Why. Did. You. Lie?" He emphasized each of his last words repeating his question.

"Have you ever met someone who always has so much going on you don't want to bother them about your own problems? Well you're that kind of person Arthur. When you were gone, I was in a bad place, I didn't know what to do. I was alone, I had no one. When I saw the flash of light from the lake I put on a guise so you would never know." Merlin explained as tears welled up in his eyes. "Arthur, I can't die. I know 'cause I've tried, multiple times. But that doesn't mean I can't be hurt, it doesn't mean I can't stay awake for ages, I just can't die from it."

Merlin's eyes flash a fiery gold and a glow comes off his skin. His guise was fading. His arms had scars running all the way down them, his dark circles seemed to be fading, but they were still there. His cheekbones had tears trickling over them like waterfalls. 

Merlin's eyes seemed cold, they seemed dead. But when he looked up to Arthur, there was a great spark of life behind them. Finally having something to live for again. 

"I am a demigod, a monster even, but my soul is still human." Merlin said with a small smile.

Arthur took his former servant into his arms and hugged him tightly saying, "Never a monster, Merlin. Never." 

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{3 Days Later}

"Here you go, Arthur. Just how you like it, eggs scrambled, bacon crisp, bread toasted topped with butter, and a glass of milk." Merlin placed a plate in front of Arthur with a glass beside it. 

"Why are you still acting like a servant sometimes, Merlin?" Arthur asked in curiosity, also remembering when he asked the same question when finding out about Merlin's abilities.

"As I have said many times, I was born to serve you Arthur." He replied with a smile and sat down with his friend to eat breakfast. 

And I am proud of that. Merlin finished in his head, but Arthur didn't need to hear him say it again. He already knows. 

All was well until the week followed with the mirror in Arthur's room shattering out of its frame. The mirror was replaceable of course, it was just the memory of Arthur's eyes flashing gold in the reflection that terrified him.

May have just been the lies of the mist.

- FIN

Another Favorite Songs at the moment:

Because no one will tell me if they actually care I will post this until I see it fit not to.

1. Flaws - Bastille (All This Bad Blood)

2. Cry - Jason Walker 

3. All This Time - OneRepublic (Waking Up)

4. I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Gavin Mikhail (cover of Death Cab For Cutie's original)

5. Iridescent - LINKIN PARK (Transformers: Dark of the Moon Soundtrack)

6. The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy (Save Rock and Roll)

7. Almost Lover - A Fine Frenzy (Once Cell In The Sea)

8. Breath of Life - Florence + The Machine

9. Clarity - Sam Tsui 

10. C'est La Mort - The Cival Wars (Barton Hollow)

Putting my wittle story on here for me friend O:!

The Cake Thief

Fandom: Merlin

Genre: Humor & Friendship

Rating: K (General Audiences)

Warnings: None

Summary: Merlin steals cake at a feast.

Today was Arthur's 21^st birthday, meaning the castle held many servants running about in preparation for the feast. As Arthur was receiving his many gifts from his father and his knights, Merlin sees the most delicious looking cake in the world. His mouth waters just at the one glance of it from across the room. He filled the prince's goblet with more wine, and went off to get himself the cake he longed to taste.

The cake was chocolate and vanilla swirled with chocolate drizzled over it. While no one was looking Merlin grabbed himself a slice and took it to Arthur's chambers, he knew he wouldn't be there for a while.

“Merlin!” A voice rang out, it was Gaius. Merlin winced as he laid the cake down on the table in Arthur's room. Quickly, he ran out of the door. “Yes?” “I need you to fetch a bucket of water and some cloth, one of the knights has just thrown up.” Gaius requested and explained. 'If they didn't drown themselves in wine and mead they wouldn't be.' Merlin thought as he nodded and huffed out a small breath in annoyance.

Now after he had cleaned up Sir Leon's guts, he finally found himself back in Arthur's chambers ready to devour his stolen cake. He was about to take a bite when someone barged in.

Leon.

“Merlin- I.. just want- d, t-to thank you..for cleanin' my-blurgghhh.” Leon said with his voice slurring and threw up yet again. “Okay mate, let's get you to bed.” Merlin suggested and helped Leon to his room, he came back and cleaned up the mess Leon had left him with. He put the bucket and cloth back in Gaius' work room and returned for the third time for his cake.

Arthur was there. Eating his cake.

“Oh, Merlin! Thank you for getting a slice of cake for me. Of all the cakes you decided to get, you got my favorite.” Arthur smiled, oblivious to Merlin's face of horror and anger. He looked like he had steam coming out of his ears.

“Cake thief.” Merlin muttered under his breath. “What was that Merlin?” Arthur questioned. “Nothing, just said my pleasure.” Merlin said and left the room to find himself more of the cake.

It was all gone by the time he got there.

Fin~

- Thanks to my mum for help on the plot and this was dedicated to mah friend Gina :D

Favorite Songs at the moment:

Thought I'd do this again though no one probably cares :p

1. What If - Coldplay (X&Y)

2. Viva La Vida - Coldplay (Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends) 

3. Square One - Coldplay (X&Y)(I like Coldplay)

4. The Joust - Rob Lane & Rohan Stevenson (Merlin Series 2 Soundtrack)

5. Youth - Daughter (The Wild Youth)

6. We Are Broken - Paramore (Riot!)

7. Secrets - OneRepublic (Waking Up)

8. Fix You - Coldplay (X&Y)

9. Let Her Go - Tyler Ward (cover) (single)

10. Silhouettes - Of Monsters and Men (Hunger Games: Catching Fire Sountrack)

I also like a lot of Lindsey Stirling's work and remixes done on YouTube but the list is strictly from my iTunes. 

My story I wrote for English!

It's based off of Michael and Lucifer sort of noted in the book of Jude in the Bible, here you go:

Robyn Seay

English 9

9 December 2013

Shadows of Those Who Have Gone Astray

"And the angels who did not keep their positions of authority but abandoned their proper dwelling—these he has kept in darkness, bound with everlasting chains for judgment on the great Day." (Jude 1:6 NIV)

It was a somewhat normal start of the day in the kingdom of Hampshire, sun radiant across the fields and shimmering on the lake, birds were chirping to their morning melody, but there was something different. Something wrong. Sir Thomas looked out his chamber window to look down upon the courtyard of the citadel. Another execution. There were five executions just this past month. "These people are being killed because they believe in something. Because they have hope. What reason does the king have to punish those who have hope?" Thomas thought aloud, "Are we to believe nothing? Are we to never hope that something better will become of this doubtful world? Just let darkness grow from our shadows to conquer what is left illuminated?" He finishes his thought as he feels cold eyes staring at him, seeming all too familiar.

 "Brother, you continue speaking in such a way, Decius will have your head. He is our king and knows what must be done to help us." Thomas' brother Cyrus says with a menacing tone. Cyrus has always been loyal to Decius in all his years, even killed his uncle because his king thought he would become an enemy, though he was only a baron, and did not have much power. 

 "So you're on his side then? Thinking we are better than what they believe in? We are wrong, sinful, all of us. They have hope, what do we have? We have a king who seems to want bloodshed in every village of the realm. We are knights not murderers."  With his final statement and only a harsh glare from Cyrus, Thomas left to the armory. 

The day continued with the shade of darkness burdening the young but wise knight's thoughts.  He could not walk through the kingdom even for one day and not find wickedness. Malicious talk of those who have done no wrong, women treated unfairly, and those who are weak carrying the heaviest burdens. No harmony amongst what Decius calls a camaraderie better than other kingdoms. 

A number of days later, Decius captures the prince of Britain and their king has declared war.  Younger to elderly men had been chosen to follow Hampshire's king and his knights into battle.

"Come Thomas. I am to kill whomever refuses to fight. Do not make me have to let that rule be used." Cyrus told Thomas, who refused to follow him. 

"If we win this war, what comes of it? We have a prince whose father is taking him back by force, not a trade. Is that what Decius wants? A trade or to watch others die? Is that what you want brother? Watch your opposers die? Let us go retrieve Uther's son and bring him to their border line. We could stop this from ever starting. The war that never came to be." Thomas begged of his brother to listen to him, but Cyrus was blinded by hatred and could not see reason. 

"No." Cyrus breathed through his teeth, "War has been declared, battle must begin. Come or die by my hand." He continued and pressed a sharpened dagger to his brother's chest.

"Would you Cyrus? Kill your own brother?" Thomas asked, distracting him as he reached for his own weapon. 

Cyrus' eyes cold as the winter months, no guilt, only hatred residing in his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Thomas whispered, as his own weapons pierces into Cyrus' chest, his eyelids brimming with tears prepared to fall and form salted streams upon his cheeks. He watches as his brother's form falls to the stone floor. He leaves and finds the prince pacing in his cell. 

"Hello Prince Arthur. I believe it's time to bring you home." He takes a rusty old key and opens the prison door with it's loud creaking following. The knight and prince leave the castle and make their way through the dark forest before Decius' army arrives at the border. The war is stopped and Thomas hopes not to return to what he once called a home. 

"Father," the prince said to the king "Sir Thomas has helped us in avoiding loss of our men's lives and helped me escape from their dungeon. I believe he deserves a place here, as a knight of Britain." 

"You are right, my son. He has assisted Britain and brought you back to me. He will become a knight and live in Camelot." The king replied, grateful for his son to still be breathing.

Sir Thomas was knighted and the darkness no longer grew from the shadows of those around him, he saw what all those who were executed not a month before saw. Hope. 




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Hey there

So not much has gone on lately in my dark scary corner of the universe. 

I've recently found my way back to Merlin(BBC) still sad over its ending. 

Saw Doctor Who 50th, caught up with OUaT, working on Christmas lists. Not much, of any importance at least.

Went to dinner with Lindsey and to her house afterwards last night. It was fun:) we made a handshake and got her writing in a different alphabet:)

Starting to learn Latin. Yes. Latin. With a couple of besties. 

Other than that, not much going on:) 

- Robs

Friends.

I am someone with (magically) a good number of friends. Now here is the usual levels of friendship which technically I do use as a title. My levels are not based on how long I've really known you unless I have known you for a long time. Most of the time it is similarities.

Acquaintance: I have a lot of these. Means I'm staying on friendly terms. 

Friend: Sit together at lunch talk between classes.

Good friend: Talk to each other between classes, or in classes, always hoping to be partnered in a project/worksheet. 

Best friend: (all of what was stated in Good friend) comfortable with hanging out outside of school, talk via text message, skype.. and go places and to parties :D

Sister/Brother: Only have one to who have ever qualified this level. Lindsey is my sister, and ain't nobody going to replace her ;)

I just wanted to make it clear that it's okay to have levels of friendship. It's not exactly okay to have a favorite though. (this is best friends level) All of my best friends (6) are put to the same level of importance. I mean how can you say you have a favorite? It's like choosing who you love more between your parents. And I do love all of my best friends, and I'm fine with saying it.

Now sister, that's a totally different thing. She has her own level of importance as a part of my family. Highest you can get as a friend to me. I've known her for 13 years. (yes) I love her too (more, because it's a sister love, not a best friend love) because she is my family and she is awesome.

- Robs

Favorite Songs at the moment:

1. Bleeding Out - Imagine Dragons

2. Lonely Lullaby - Owl City

3. The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At the Disco

4. Viva La Vida - Coldplay

5. Demons - Imagine Dragons

6. My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark - Fall Out Boy

7. Vanilla Twilight - Owl City

8. Radioactive - Imagine Dragons

9. Counting Stars - OneRepublic

10. Atlas - Coldplay

-Robs