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( Handwritten | Off-Network | Left on Sam Witwicky's Pillow )

Well, another day, another ridiculous curse managed. I won't make any more bear puns, since I did promise I'd try to cut down on the punning for a while, but the invasion of teddy bears certainly made for an interesting day yesterday, to say the least. I hope no one was badly hurt by them; the ones I ran into didn't seem particularly vicious, exactly--or at least, not as vicious as a real bear would have been, in the same situation--but they were rather intent on swarming around and piling on me, so I was glad to get away from them, just the same. And I don't think I'll look at teddy bears in quite the same way for a while, either. What does one give a stuffed bear to distract it, anyway? I was pondering that yesterday while I was evading them. A stuffed fish, perhaps? A stuffed beehive? Would they run in fear of a needle and thread or a sharp pair of scissors? I wonder.

And that's two animal curses now, isn't it? One where they went wild, and one where the stuffed ones attacked. I suppose to follow the pattern, the next logical curse would be to turn us all into animals, but that one happens so regularly that I doubt it'll turn out that way, after all. If it does, though, I won't be too sorry about it. Of all the curses, I rather like the one that transforms us into animals. I've been a lion and a bird so far, since coming here, but I suppose that could always change to something else, just as easily. Or maybe it'll rain cats and dogs! I've heard it did that once, really raining cats and dogs and things down from the sky. That'd be an animal curse, too, and perhaps just as troublesome as the other two have been, as well.

~~I still need to look into that magic, don't I? Changing myself into an animal. I wonder if all this isn't a sign, somehow? But no, perhaps that's just superstition, after all.~~

But in any case, now that things have settled down, I can offer my congratulations once again to Blair for a magnificent party a few days ago, because it really was quite lovely and I had a wonderful time. I've found there aren't very many occasions to dress up that way here in the City--or at least not as many as there would be at home, I suppose--so I was glad for the chance to do so then. And the next thing will be Blue's party, which is coming up on Saturday, I think? And that'll be equally fun, though perhaps in a different sort of way.

[OOC: I am so sorry for the veritable herd of teal deer that is this post. Just needed to get some of this out of the way before too much time goes by. Hence, mega!post. ♥]

Current Mood: okay

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Well, that's another August survived, anyway. Everyone always says that October is the worst of the months here in the City, and I suppose we'll find out one way or another if that's so, a few weeks from now. But August is a cruel month, too, and I can't say I'm very sorry to see it go. Already, September is turning out much better than its predecessor, and there are plenty of lovely things to look forward to! Blair's Across the Universe party is coming up fast--and isn't that a pretty name? It rather makes me think of Luke, sailing through the stars in his spaceship--and then shortly thereafter is the anniversary of Blue's jazz club, the Blue Light, and of course I'll be attending that. Which reminds me, there's rehearsal for it tomorrow, I mustn't forget that.

It's rather amazing, though, isn't it? That we've all been brought to this one place at this one moment in time, and given this chance to meet each other? And I can't speak for anyone else, of course, but I don't regret being brought here. It's been a little over thirteen months for me now, and I haven't once been home since, but...that's all right. It really is.

Things aren't always what they seem. Everything changes. And some things are more important than oneself. I still believe that things happen for a reason, and even if that reason can't always be found, that doesn't mean it isn't still there. Hiding things doesn't always mean they go away. Maybe it's true that we're brought here to represent our worlds, or to suffer for their sakes, or to provide misery for the clock to run on, or for some other reason entirely. Maybe we're brought here because we're meant to learn something from it, or to see something we've never seen before, or have chances we wouldn't have had at home. Maybe we're brought here to meet someone that will change us, somehow, for the better.

Or maybe we're brought here because someone else needed the chance to meet us.

Bumblebee's gone home now. I know he could be trying at times, but he was a dear friend and a very sweet person--er, or rather, car, I suppose--and it's really...not the same without him, somehow. Oh, it was frustrating to no end when he'd follow me around the Network and sing at my friends, there's no doubt about that. But looking back on it, it was always amusing, too. Even if it could be utterly mortifying at the time. I'm going to miss him very much.

~~And I know what he's going back to, as well, and Sam--~~

How does one go about thinking up a good name for a pet?

[OOC: Because the soap opera can NEVER BE OVER. What will happen next? No one knows! STAY TUNED.

~~ETA: AUGH BRB.~~ And back!]

Current Mood: thoughtful

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I, er, know this is rather late, since it's been quite a few days now, but I'm terribly sorry to anyone I might've worried by the, er, way I was acting the other day, during the machine curse. I'm fine, don't worry, I just...don't like machines very much, that's all. But I'm just fine now, and I managed all right that day, and with any luck, that curse won't come up again.

And now it seems we have a mountain, as well? I've heard talk that there are monsters on it, just like there are in the forest. I rather wonder if there are any Abominable Snowmen living up there. We have them in Daventry, up in the mountains, and they do tend to make things rather dangerous for anyone that might try to cross them. And then of course, there's always the problem of what lives under the mountains as well--trolls, for example, seem to favor caves beneath mountains very much. Well, and bridges, too, but it's considerably harder to get a goat to follow you down into a cave in a mountain, so it's much more difficult to deal with trolls in mountains than it is trolls around bridges.

Still, I rather want to go explore it, sometime. It seems to be staying put rather nicely, and there haven't been any great upheavals or plagues or swarms of monsters invading the City from it--yet--so maybe it's just a change of scenery, after all. Do you suppose we ought to name it? On the other hand, we don't really have a name for the City, I suppose, other than "The City", so perhaps it'd be fitting to just call it "The Mountain", and keep with that pattern of naming things. It's not as though it's exactly difficult to figure out which mountain we're referring to by it, after all.

I could do it if I were a bird. It'd make things a hundred times easier, being able to fly across the mountain rather than climbing it on foot. Like having the flying monkeys carry me up to Lolotte's castle. I wonder...

Neil, I'm afraid I'm still working on thinking my way through that mystery we were discussing. I keep jotting down notes and things every time I think I come up with something clever, but other than that I haven't gotten much of anywhere with it. Cain said he'd help to come up with a good story, and I'm sure once we have the basics we can just alter things to make it fit for our purposes, but other than that I'm a little...stuck.

I can hardly believe it's almost September already. Where did the time go?

[OOC: Still faking it like it's hot, and getting better at it, too. Also, my HMD thread is over here, for anybody that might've wanted it and missed it. ♥]

Current Mood: okay

[Accidental Voice Post]

[The device switches on amidst a shuffle of cloth, presumably by accident--as though, perhaps, it is being kept in a pocket, out of sight, and its owner has jostled it by mistake.]

Don't look don't look don't look don't look--

[The whispered words keep time with the faint clicking of footsteps.]

There's nothing there, it's fine, it's fine, don't look, don't look, there's nothing there, just keep going one step at a time, don't look, don't look, oh, drat these boots! Don't look, there's nothing there, don't look--

[Somewhere nearby, gears grind and electricity crackles. A strangled sort of cry escapes before she can restrain it, and when she begins to speak again, it's with renewed, frantic vigor.]

No, no, no, there's nothing, it's fine, it's fine, there's nothing there, don't look, one step at a time, one and one and one and one, it's fine, it's all right, just get home, it's fine, it's fine--!

[The sound of machinery returns, louder now, clanking and rattling and grinding. Too close--this time, her fear wins out, and her scream is filled with revulsion.]

Get away!

[And now there is scuffling, shuffling, and the distinctive gasping of someone running, stumbling, and running again, as though her life depends on it.]

[OOC: It's mentioned a couple times in the King's Quest Companion that people from Daventry have a deep, universal loathing for technology. Of course, seeing as how the Daventry definition of "technology" means gears and cogs and clockwork stuff...yeah, Rosella's not having a good day. She's been fighting to keep her freaking out under control all day, but between the steampunk atmosphere and her wardrobe modification, it finally got the better of her.

All responses are assumed to be voice, and action for

not_so_smooth and

bombylious.]

Current Mood: scared

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

Well. That was certainly...a curse I've never seen before.

This one, though--yes, I recall this one. We had it last year, didn't we? When all the little flying monsters came and tried to pull out our teeth. I seem to recall I spent the whole day with a scarf tied around my mouth, in the hopes of deterring the little beasts. But now it seems they're back again, and just as annoying as ever, after all. But annoying as they are, I can't seem to bring myself to shoot arrows at them or swat at them with the frying pan or even just attempt to hit them with the door. I'd rather not lose any teeth to them, thank you very much, but I do wish they'd leave me alone without my having to harm them.

...I wonder if I couldn't lay a trap for them, though. Something they'd stick to, perhaps, and a few teeth to work as bait? Like catching flies with honey. That might be something to consider, I suppose.

Or I could go ride Valor, if I wanted to avoid them. I'm certain I could outmatch them if I were riding, even if they are able to fly. He's a fast horse. I could manage it, I'm sure.

I could even go for a walk, really, so long as I kept my mouth shut and protected from the fairies. I know ~~Sam has~~ there's one of those helmets around here somewhere, the kind you're meant to wear when you ride around on a Vespa. I could go for a walk and wear that, and they'd never be able to get at my mouth at all. It'd be just like that day when the mistletoe made us--

Well.

Then again, maybe it'd be better if I just...stayed put today.

Current Mood: gloomy

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

Has anyone else noticed that the curses we've been having seem to be...well, relatively harmless lately? There were the two very bad ones back at the beginning of the month, yes, but since then they seem to have been the silly variety, rather than the terrible kind. There was the usual weekend of random curses, of course, and then there was the one I was fortunate enough to miss while out camping--the one that made people write all over everything, I think it was. And then there was the one a few days ago, when we all had to talk in poetry, which is really only troublesome, not awful. Other than almost choking on my words once or twice, I suppose, but that was only the once and once I figured out how to avoid it, it made things considerably easier.

Still, only two bad ones...and back at the beginning of the month I predicted three of them, since bad things come in threes. But that third hasn't come about yet, and now I'm finding myself starting to wonder if it's going to at all. How far separated must the bad things be, in order to still come in threes?

I think this is what you'd term as an "omen", Cain, isn't it? Perhaps I'm just being superstitious, waiting and wondering about that third awful curse to come. Still, I don't know if I can dismiss it as easily as you might.

But is there a curse today, as well? I thought I heard some talk of it on the Network. If there is, it doesn't seem to be my third bad one, either. I certainly haven't noticed anything particularly different or unusual today. No great chasms opening up in the ground, no dragons thundering through the City, no tricks of the mind to make us think we're people we're not...so perhaps if there is a curse today, it's harmless enough, too.

I think I'll go sit outside and play my flute for a while. I know I really ought to be practicing the jazz music for Blue's party, but...I rather think today is a good day to be a little old-fashioned, instead.

[OOC: Oh, yes, she's cursed. If you want to action out a "hey, what the heck, I can't seem to get near you" encounter, that's totally fine with me. For everyone else, Network post. =D]

Current Mood: content

( Handwritten//Off-Network )

...For all its faults and curses and miseries, the City really is a beautiful place, isn't it?

It's a lovely night for riding, I think.

[OOC: She's heading for the Fountain, specifically; yay, growing nostalgia. Action is fair game if you feel like encountering her!]

Current Mood: thoughtful

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]

It's been...goodness, a week and a half since the last time I was cursed. I rather wonder if I ought to start being concerned? The random curses all seemed to strike last weekend, I know, so I think it's safe to say that won't be lying in wait for me this weekend, but I can't help but wonder if the lull is a sign that there's something dreadful in store...

I know I really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, as it were, but after eleven and a half months in the City, one starts to see these sorts of things as less of gifts and more of bad omens. Still...even if there is something bad on the horizon, there's no way of knowing it until it comes, is there? So I suppose there's no use worrying about it, either.

Well, after all the excitement on Tuesday, I suppose it's only natural that I've mostly kept to myself the past few days. But there's something pleasant about just following along a daily routine, too, so that's not so bad. The Library keeps me supplied with plenty of things to read, and there are few better ways to spend a summer afternoon than sitting in a tree with a good book and listening to the birds as the day goes by around you.

Though I do wonder--I can think of plenty of remedies for helping to put one to sleep, like warm milk and soft music and all that, but are there any good ones for helping a person to stay awake? Other than loud noises, that is. I think I've had my fill of those for quite a while.

[OOC: Moody princess has been moody for days, thanks to the rising angst levels from most of her friends, but is trying her very best to hide it. Feel free to notice that she doesn't sound much like her usual upbeat self, but be forewarned--she'll most likely deny it and snap right back into cheerfulness right away.]

Current Mood: tired

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]

Well, that was a trying weekend, wasn't it? These weekends of random curses seem to be happening quite regularly now, it seems. I hadn't really paid attention to the pattern until Blue pointed it out a few months ago, but now that I've come to the realization of it, it's difficult not to notice. In any case, it always makes for a ridiculous two days, and this time was certainly no exception--though it was exceptional in the fact that I didn't end up cursed the entire weekend. I wonder if there's anything behind that? Some weekends I've been affected with one curse for the whole time, and others have been two curses, one on each day, but I don't think I've ever gone one of those weekends never being affected at all...

But in any case, now that the weekend has come to an end, the usual inquiries apply--how is everyone today, now that it's all over? If there's anything I can do, don't hesitate to ask. ~~Please.~~ I do hope you're all ~~better now than yesterday~~ doing well.

On a lighter note, Bumblebee is here now! I'm terribly excited; it's a bit like meeting a famous hero from a legend, really, since I've heard so much about him and now I finally have the chance to speak with him in person! And I must admit, it's terribly fun to talk with him, too, since he speaks with his radio. I mentioned a while back that I was curious about modern music--and it seems I'll be hearing a lot of it now! So that's lovely, and I'm really very glad to have him.

Oh, but--er. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it might be--well. Anyone that speaks...I think it's French? Er, if you wouldn't mind, there's a phrase that Bumblebee mentioned yesterday ~~in the middle of the night~~, and I'd like to know what it means, if it's not too much trouble? I'm afraid my spelling will be rather atrocious, but I'll give sounding it out my best try? It sounded like...er...voolay voo cooshay ahveck mwah, say-swah?

...Oh, wait, that's right, I could just--

[Voice Post Activated]

It was voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir. So, er, if anyone can tell me what it means, I'd very much appreciate it, thank you.

[Voice Post Deactivated]

And now it's back to the usual, I suppose. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing at all, really.

( Private to Sam and Cain )

[OOC: Today's moment of lulzy cultural dissonance is brought to you courtesy of Bumblebee, who decided that playing "Lady Marmalade" over his speakers at full volume in the middle of the night was an awesome idea. Please don't break her brain too badly in explaining what it means? =D

ETA: ~~STEPPING OUT FOR A BIT; WILL GRAB TAGS WHEN I GET BACK! ♥~~ AND WE'RE BACK!]

Current Mood: wondering

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]

Well, the bad news is, it turns out I had to set back everything I had planned for Friday, which is a bit frustrating because I rather dislike it when I have a lot of things that need to get done and then I suddenly have to rearrange everything on short notice.

The good news is, SAM IS BACK!

Thank you again, Blue, for letting me stay with you those few days, and to everyone that was worried about me, too. I really do appreciate it, and I'm glad to know that...well, that you're all there, in good times and in bad. It means a great deal to me, knowing that. But I'm back in the Warehouse now and everything is getting back to normal--well, as much as it can in the City, anyway.

And speaking of odd things in the City, would someone be so kind as to tell me what sort of creature a "Bulbasaur" is? I had one following me around on Saturday and while it seemed like a very friendly little...er, plant, I suppose?--I wasn't quite sure what to do with it, exactly, other than to put out some water and scraps for it. I do hope it managed all right, though, wherever it went.

[OOC: Yeah, I missed the Pokemon curse 'cause of a wedding, but we're pretending Rosella had herself a Bulbasaur for the whole day ~~shut up I like Bulbasaur~~. Hey, it was either that or a Roselia, but I restrained myself from the obvious pun this time. =D]

Current Mood: ecstatic

[Voice Post]

[The recording switches on, but for a long time there is no speaking at all; if one listens closely, however, they can pick out the sound of shuddering breaths, in and out--as though someone has just finished crying her eyes out.]

I...

[The voice is a barely audible whimper of a sound. There is another long pause.]

Sam’s…h-he’s gone. I...

[Another shaky breath, and a bit of sniffling.]

I-I looked all...all m-morning but he's...

I--I can’t…

I don’t know what to do with--everything...

[OOC: Sam went home in the middle of the night and Rosella's, predictably, a complete mess over it. Losing your BFF of ten months will do that to you. She's sitting near his picture in the Hall of the Missing, so action is fair game, and voice for everybody else. ~~And I'm really sorry about posting so much lately, too. DX~~]

Current Mood: distraught

( Attempted Private//Public Due To Carelessness )

I remember this curse! Please, please, it's only two weeks after I'd been expecting you, I could've been wrong, I'd love to be wrong, please, please come--Alexander, anyone, please--anyone from home, Daddy, Mother, I don't care, just please let someone come!

Who's here? There must be some familiar faces out there--hello, I've missed you! It's so good to see all of you again, so do come and say hello, please!

And just in case the question should arise again, let me say in advance: no, we're not, we're just best friends. That's all. Honestly, I don't know why you'd even ask such a thing.

And--if anyone should see a regal man in a green cap with a red feather, inquiring after his daughter? Please do send him my way, won't you?

[OOC: Same rules as last time: Canonically, she's from just after the end of Perils of Rosella, and with some very disjointed and vague knowledge of Absence Makes the Heart Go Yonder, if you feel like telling her future. If something comes up that I don't want her to know, I'll just have her forget it, so have a party--anything goes!

Also, muns, keeping in the spirit of Ye Olde Text-Based Adventure Games, that down below there? Is a command prompt. If you feel like 'directing' Rosella to carry out actions like "get bowl" or "open door", she might just feel compelled to respond...unless it's too complicated, in which you might get a fun error message instead. (Guaranteed acceptable commands include "get", "look", "open", "close", and "use".) Have fun!]

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Current Mood: hopeful

( Attempted Private//Somewhat Hackable )

...Goodness, I slept in late today. I must've been very tired; I do hope I'm not coming down with anything. Being sick a few months ago was more than enough illness for me, thank you very much.

I do wish I'd checked the Network earlier, though. I suppose I should've guessed that finding candy in my room was the cause of a curse ~~and not anything else~~. Are they all as sad as the ones I received, I wonder? I'm sorry, I promise I won't eat any more than I already have. I didn't realize. And if they're meant to be secrets...I won't tell. On my honor. ~~But that doesn't mean I won't worry, just the same.~~

Still...I know this is a very strange way to be introduced, but if someone by the name of the Tianzi should happen to read this, I'd like very much to speak with you, if you have a moment.

[OOC: Sad princess is sad--and hasn't come out of her room all day. And as if her own mood wasn't bad enough, she also got Rue's DESPAIR, Blue's HEARTBREAK, and Tianzi's INSECURITY, all in a row. So basically...yeah, she's not coming out.]

Current Mood: numb

[Failed Private//Viewable to Network]

Dear Father Christmas,

I’m afraid I’m not quite sure how to begin this letter. I’ve never written you before, but I feel I ought to do so today, so I hope you’ll accept my apologies for a previous lack of correspondence on my part. I don't think you've ever paid visit to Daventry before, but I'm sure we'd all like it very much if you did, if you'd like to consider a trip there this year. In any case, it seems impolite to simply jump into a list of requests without any sort of proper introduction, but as I’m sure you’re quite busy managing all the lists you must receive each year, and the wishes entailed therein, I suppose it’s only practical to keep things simple.

This Christmas, I would like to please wish for:

--Most important, I think, would be good health and safety for all my friends and family. Especially for Daddy. I hope it’s true that no one back home will notice how long I’ve been gone, because magic fruit or not, I don’t know if he could bear losing another child so soon after regaining one. So if it happens that you visit Daventry this year, please especially look after him, and Mother and Alexander too.

--Please also bring happiness and security to the land of Tamir, and all who reside there. ~~I'm sure we both know who I mean.~~

--If it’s not too much trouble, could you also please reason with the deities and put an end to the humiliating curses? Some of them are more tolerable than others, but the ones that change a person’s thoughts are simply horrible.

--Please bring Sam something nice this year. I don't mind if some of my other wishes have to go by the wayside in order to fill this one. It's enough if he's happy.

--Please bring me something suitable for a girl residing in this City. Things here aren't much like Daventry and I'd like very much to try to--well, to fit in a little better, I suppose. But I think you would know best about what sort of thing that should be. Or at least better than me, anyway.

~~--A prince would be rather nice. Someone like me.~~

--Please bring--oh, it's a silly wish, I don't know where I'd even keep him--would it be too much to ask for my horse? I miss riding and while I'm sure the horses here are very nice, it would never quite be the same as my own.

--Pink roses.

Current Mood: thoughtful

...They're still here? But how can that be? Shouldn't the curse have ended at midnight...? Goodness, they can't all be staying, can they? Where will we put them all?

Not that I mind having the chance to see everyone--and people I didn't know I wanted to see, even! Oh, how fun it was to meet someone from my future! Though I still can't help wondering what I was doing in the realm of Eldritch...and separated from Mother, too? I've never even heard of a place called Eldritch...

Well, it was nice to hear news of my family, even if it's news that hasn't happened yet. And to speak with someone from back home, too. ~~I suppose it'd be too much to hope that~~ I don't suppose anyone has seen a rather tall, gray-haired man with regal bearing, wearing a green cap with a red feather? Or perhaps a boy of about eighteen, dark hair, that looks something like me?

~~If ever they were to come for me, I suppose today would be the day...~~

( Private to Sam//Attempted Unhackable )

[OOC: Same rules as yesterday apply! And whoever came and talked to Rosella as Dr. Cadaver, you are my hero. More King's Quest people pleeeeeease? Rosella misses her daddy and her brother ~~and yeah even kind of her Edgar although she doesn't really want to admit it~~!]