primrosella: (Choking Up)
2010-03-16 02:24 pm

Quest 172

[Accidental Voice Post]

[The recording switches on to the sound of a Network device skittering across dirt and stone, as though it has just been shoved or kicked away and it has turned on of its own volition.

For a long time, the recording is silent, save for the faint sound of shuddering, irregular breaths and the occasional high, strangled whimper. After a minute or two, the owner of the voice breaks down into a few wretched sobs, and then after a short while they are suddenly muffled again. It's clear that someone is sitting nearby, crying her eyes out and trying to stifle it. It's equally clear she has no idea that the recording is on.

After about another minute, she manages to compose herself somewhat, and the scraping sound resumes; this time, she is sliding it back toward herself, and as she picks it up, she makes a small squeak of surprise when she realizes it is already on. With a resigned sigh, she swallows hard and begins to speak, her voice thin and trembling.
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I'm--I'm so sorry. About yesterday. I know it--it doesn't make things any better, just saying that, but--

[She sniffles, fabric rustling near the microphone as she wipes her eyes.]

I was--cursed and--and Sam was too, and we took the wrong devices, he took mine and I had his and we were both cursed and all those things I said, those horrible things--it wasn't me, it was Sam, but it wasn't Sam either because he wasn't himself and I wasn't myself and we just--I'm so sorry, please, please, I didn't--

[Her voice cracks.]

The--the things I said. I didn't. Those horrible things, I didn't mean them, not any of them. I didn't know what I was saying. I...I don't really think any of that, and I'm so sorry, everyone I talked to while I was pretending to be Sam--there was a girl, one of Sam's friends--I didn't know her name, I still don't, but please, miss, if you're listening, please don't be angry with Sam, it wasn't him--it wasn't, it was me, and I just didn't know--I didn't know your name, that's all...

[Her voice rises in pitch as she starts talking faster and faster, clearly about to lose it again but forcing herself to keep talking.]

Sam's not--I didn't mean it, please, it's all just a mistake and I was cursed and we--I didn't mean it, I didn't, I didn't, I'm so sorry, I didn't know what I was doing! I never--Sam, I'd never, I'd--I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I never meant--I shouldn't have--

[She breaks off suddenly, choking down a sob, and takes a few shaking breaths to steady herself before she tries to continue.]

I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I did it, I should've known better--I should've stopped myself and I didn't and now I can't--I can't stop seeing it, over and over, every time I close my eyes...

[As she breaks down once again, she fumbles with the device. Her fingers are trembling too hard to work the switch smoothly, but she eventually manages to get the feed turned off.]


[OOC: So, um, yeah. It wouldn't be the Ides of March without somebody literally getting stabbed in the back, right? Which means...OOC TL;DR goes here! )

Feel free to action her up if your character would think to look for her out there (since it's an old standby hiding place of hers), but she's not particularly interested in leaving it at the moment. And of course, Network for everyone else.]
primrosella: (Static)
2010-03-15 04:28 pm

Quest 171

Private//Hackable by Friends )

Oh, everything was very interesting the other day when it was all changed. Even if some unpleasant things did happen, it was still fun to see all the different clothes and buildings. I usually enjoy curses like that, getting a look at how things were in different times. It’s very exciting, like being in Blue’s club, only everywhere.

Speaking of exciting, my birthday is less than two weeks away. I very much hope all of my friends out there haven’t been slacking off on what to get me. Only gifts fit for a princess will be accepted. If you have issues with that then you’re clearly not as good a friend as I thought. Perhaps this will be a true test of friendship, goodness knows that some of you have been freeloading on my goodwill as it were.

Also, has anyone noticed how strange that giant store is still making some people look strange? I simply refuse to go into it anymore. It hasn’t changed me yet, but I’m not letting it have the chance. Sam, from now on you’re in charge of shopping. Really, it can’t make you look much sillier than you already are.

Speaking of looking silly, Kanda, I’ve discovered a sentiment that perfectly expresses my feelings for you. I’ve seen it on the network. DIAF. It stands for Die In A Fire. Isn’t that so perfect and appropriate? It exactly expresses the fact that you’re worthless, a waste of time and could best serve a purpose to act as kindling. I’m very glad that I learned this phrase.

Perhaps, since I’m on the subject of wastes of time, I should tell you Cain that we’re over. While you were certainly thrilling as the man I wasn’t sure if I had feelings for and were very much not something I could have, the longer I’ve had you the more I realize that your inaccessibility was really the only thing that made your other qualities worthwhile. When we get down to it, you’re a polite person, but not exactly a nice person and perhaps not even a good person. Really, the poetry and nice words are all just nice wrapping on a rather dull and undesirable present.

You were a rather enjoyable experiment. Or, drat it all what do they call it… a fling, yes, that’s right, a fling, but I just don’t see myself being with someone like you for any length of time. Perhaps it was a mistake to stay with you this long but you know how I tend to think things over a million times before I make a decision. I hope you don’t take this as me saying you’re entirely unpleasant as a person, because that’s quite the opposite, you’re just unpleasant for me to keep around any longer as a boyfriend.

Well, now I feel much better than I have in a while. Isn’t it lovely when you can just get things off your chest? I feel so much better I think I may go for a walk in the garden.


[OOC: SOBBITY SOB. So Rosella and Sam are both cursed today, absolutely hate each other's guts, and are venting their aggression at each other (for the moment) in the form of stealing each other's Network devices. So they're currently pretending to be each other on the Network, and this right here is Sam's handiwork. ♥ Feel free to notice that something is Not Quite Right here, and stay tuned for Sam's post, which will be up shortly hereafter.

Responses from [livejournal.com profile] redrosella are from Sam pretending to use Rosella's Network account, and ones from [livejournal.com profile] not_so_sam will be from Rosella on Sam's. And they'll both be trolling like mad, most likely, so threadjacking, ahoy?]