Skulduggery frowned, glaring at the CD player whilst simultaneously changing the gears.
"Who is this?"
I want to hold you to the sun
I want to be your faithful one
I want to show you all the beauty you don't even know you hold...
Valkyrie smiled. "Emilie Autumn."
"And she is, pray...?"
"My favourite singer, currently."
"She's not really..."
She stopped him speaking. "Don't say something you'll regret. I'll sing the chorus, and it WILL get stuck in your head."
"But why would she sing like she's in agony?"
Valkyrie grinned evilly. Swivelling her head to look at her mentor, she sang. Or, rather, shrieked along.
"LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR!"
Skulduggery cursed. "You meant it, then?"
"I did warn you."
A/N: Rather pointless, but I claim credit for writing at midnight with a headache and writer's block...
~Lythia Harpen, October 1
"Shall we now sing a song of praise?"
The sixteen-year-old China Sorrows raised an eyebrow. "We are here," she said slowly and majestically, "Gathered in this Ancient Hall, to worship a bunch of Dark Gods… And you want to sing a song of praise? What are you, six?"
The leader of their group sighed. Another possible convert, gone.
A/N: Yep. Random as hell.
~Mademise Morte, October 1
A/N: So, we both write a thinglet every day, and they will probably be rather random and feature Emilie Autumn a fair bit.
Yep.
~The Immortal Duet