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| Christmas time all over again, huh? Of course. Practically everyone with a mouth has been talking about it. As if we could ever fucking forget. Then the brand spanking new year comes on after. I wonder if we're going to get more world ending signs when it gets closer to New Year's Eve. I seen it happen. Who the fuck really knows.
Santa packs a punch for an old guy. Goes to show you better watch out for them. | |
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| I think the 'deities' have very contentedly settled back into their routine of cursing us every few days. And it almost seems like October, when the curses alternated between the stupid and the terrifying. Although I rather think the curse from earlier this week was both stupid and terrifying. I can hardly imagine Father Christmas wielding axes and swords. Sometimes the 'deities' surprise even me, even if the pattern of curses is familiar. I'll still count myself fortunate that I didn't encounter that monstrous Father Christmas in the City on Sunday. After I saw a few posts on the Network, it seemed wiser to defend myself and prepare in case I did encounter him than not. Once again, I've just barricaded myself in my room and waited for midnight. Although some would say it's a shame that I didn't feel an urge to explain my good and bad deeds during the past year. It's like gossip, and I don't know of many people in the City who don't like gossip. I let the anniversary of my return to the City slip by entirely--it's been a bit more than a year that I've last seen home and I've certainly done enough in the City--though whether good or bad I shall leave unanswered. The real Father Christmas, if there were one, would know. Christmas is this Friday and today is already Tuesday. As I recall, yesterday was supposedly the shortest day of the year--if the City follows those same rules of the seasons. It certainly seems to, though we've not yet had any real snow. Yes, there was a curse that divided the City into those who liked warmth and those who liked cold, and there was a bit of ice and snow then, but hardly the snowstorms we've had here in the past. Perhaps we'll have some snow by Christmas. So long as it isn't an absolute storm, I think it would be rather enjoyable. There's no curse today, nor was there one yesterday. The odds are best that there will be one tomorrow. And that means that there may also be one on Christmas, or the day after. If the 'deities' have any mercy in them, they won't set down a curse on Christmas Day. I've had enough holidays cursed this year and I don't think I'll stand for Christmas Day to be cursed. ( [Private to Sam Witwicky & Princess Rosella || Unhackable] )( [Private to Opera House Residents || Unhackable] )Riff, I think we could easily finish with Christmas preparations today, especially since there doesn't seem to be any kind of curse at all today. We've certainly had enough problems keeping us from preparing much for Christmas so far this month, but we've not much left to do. I think we could finish it all today and we'd do best to take advantage of a day without a curse as must as we can. And you are taking Christmas Day off, of course. Now if only I knew what to give you for Christmas--I can't just give you a Christmas box here--That would just be disgraceful--I'll have to think of something better--~C. [ooc: Blah blah blah. Sorry for my lack of updates of late. I'm still recovering from final projects and things. ;; Cain didn't encounter the crazy Santa, but he certainly saw everyone else crossing his path. Cain, Cain, Cain, you've got to learn to live a little more dangerously...] | |
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| [Filtered from Jadis the White Witch//As Much as She Possibly Can]
In case if there is any doubt in anyone's mind that was not Father Christmas.
And thanks to all who attended our party. It was wonderful. I think that we should have more parties.
The curse was luckily not so troublesome as it could have been. With only a few more days left until the holiday, I've finished wrapping gifts. I don't think we'll need any more cookies. I've had enough to last for the rest of the year. Just in time for the next, I don't want to end up... well, Lab is in fine shape for what he is. But people have no business being like that.
private to Dorian; I hope that you had a pleasant time at our party. Even the curse didn't tamper with the mood. Do you like ice skating? It's just the right weather for it. I would hate to go alone. | |
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| So, everyone's okay after yesterday, I hope.
He is gone, isn't he? Looks like Mister Blue was right about Santa being evil.
It was pretty scary. I sorta wound up staying in my apartment all day. I really didn't wanna go outside. Of course, I didn't go out of my room during that mistletoe curse, either. Guess it takes a crazy Santa to make you appreciate the mistletoe, huh? Ah-hah.
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| What sick fuck invented holiday shopping? A crowd of screaming wankers all fighting for the last shite mitten or whatever, and no one can breathe, and the shops and the square stink like Belfast. That's a real pungent odor, people.
I watched a Christmas Story. Now I'm supposed to watch It's a Wonderful Life. All I'm saying is that the plot device better not be a sled. I watched that crap last year.
Private to Claire Bennet | Unhackable
...you want to lay this shite out or are we just going to grit out teeth and smile at each other?
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| ( Private//Hackable by Friends )[Voice Post]Yesterday's curse was an interesting one, wasn't it? I'm starting to think that's a favorite trick of the City's--to curse us into talking about the things we've done, and having us put them up for scrutiny on the Network so others can see them, too. Of course, the twist on this one was having us deliberately deem those actions as bad or good, naughty or nice, as though we were weighing them out on scales to see which side they tipped towards. Sometimes things work that way. Some things are easy enough to put into one category or another, since there can be little doubt that they are one or the other. I once knew a witch that was as evil as evil could be, and I don't think she ever did a nice thing in her life. Her deeds would be easy enough to classify that way, no doubt. But sometimes things aren't so easy to set as one way or another. I've learned that quite a few times over, since I came to the City. Sometimes, the story behind the actions matters a great deal more than the actions themselves--and the same action can look many different ways, depending on the reasons why it was taken. Still, I'm glad I wasn't cursed yesterday. I hear that the City did some of the sorting for people, rather than compelling them to do it themselves, and I'd really rather not hear the City's opinions on some of the things I've done. I know why I did them, and I'm content with that. Besides, there are much more pleasant things to think about--like how there's only six more days until Christmas! And it'll be my second Christmas here, too. So there'll be plenty to think about in the next few days, and lots of running around to do to get everything ready for that. Right now, though, I'm rather stuck until my sight returns-- content to just relax for the evening, and that's fine, too. ...How much longer is it, now, until midnight? ( Private to Cain//Unhackable )[OOC: Last day of her deity trade! Responses assumed to be voice, since she's currently without her sight, but depending on the length of the conversation, that's subject to change; I'll mark OOCly it if it does. ♥] - Tags:a bit tied up at present, bff =/= getting busy, daddy, daventry represent!, eighteen and loving it, gotta love that optimism, h is for hypocrite, he doesn't look a thing like jesus, home is where the heart is, i love my friends, post curse, rosella's journal, stronger now than yesterday, taking care of business, taking one for the team, the most wonderful time of the year, the perils of being rosella, time to be a princess
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| This has become extremely old.
No offense intended, Buffy-san.
If anyone knows how to get this thread off, I'm sure we'd both greatly appreciate the insight.
EDIT: That had better not be it. | |
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| [The device that’s on the table is softly knocked down to a side. Starting a feed of the right angle of Rue who is dressed in a maroon leotard, dancing alone inside the rehearsal room; she pauses with her gaze lingering on a corner. There’s a chair there and, over the seat, a pair of light pink slippers that used to belong to Ahiru. She feels as if she is going to start crying again, but she refuses to break down again. Instead, she throws herself wholly into her upsetting ballet, one without melody or tune to accompany her graceful motions. She reclines to grasp her chest, her heart aches under her breast with the sense of lost and the too familiar fear of being alone again, as she was when she first came to the City years ago.
Her Prince. Autor. Ahiru. Will Fakir be next? She wants to forget about everything, have her thought drift into happier days they used to be together under the same roof.
Step. Step. Pirouette. Step. Step. Run. Grande jete…] | |
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| ( [Private] )Naughty? Nice? I don't get it, what's that have to do with anything? - Tags:not affected
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| Down one.
It seems like a repetitive cycle.
It's always hard to keep people in one place, isn't it? It's better this way, as it always is. - Mood:pensive

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| I think I'll go out and get more supplies today. Yui, Jillia... send me a note about anything you want me to pick up on the way.
It's almost the end of year. I wonder how it'll come here in Discedo? I don't think celebrating with a banquet or something like that is probably a good idea here, anyway. | |
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- Broke time itself and created an entity which threatened to destroy all logic in the universe.
- Trapped a certain person in a stuck moment in time in the process of doing the above.
- Did not kill aforementioned entity.
- Which just meant that other people had to deal with him instead.
- Adopted a princess.
- Drank all of the wine.
- Left temporal messes everywhere.
- Did all of the housework generally without complaint.
- Made whatever Yuuko wanted for dinner.
- Did not smoke in the house, even when no one was looking.
- Did not make very bad puns, even when it was completely appropriate to do so.
[ text, added later: ]My, that's quite a list. Surely I did more good than that, though? | |
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| Good? Nice? This year I've been a saint.
I haven't fired anyone. I haven't been caught breaking and entering. I've made leaps and bounds educating the young. My amnesty actions with the Irish are on Peace Prize grounds. Let's not forget my impact on the Hispanic community: gracias, Caspian.
But enough about me. I'm curious to see what I'm getting out of it. | |
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