revengeisalie: (Gonna find you out you just wait.)
Well, I think by now everyone knows of the earthquake two days ago. In case someone slept through it, in which case I envy them their deep sleep, the network would have amply informed them. Not only that, but also the lights, and that they were hitting the barrier, and the tides, and the animals...

Anyway. Point of this entry is -- and this information is for the Curse Brigade, too -- Rosella and I went to have a look at that yesterday. All properly in a boat and all.

Not that we found much of anything. There wasn't any damage as far as we could see it. I don't know, maybe someone checked the underground and knows different. But the barrier in the sea is intact. On the way there, we also did not see anything unusual.

Still, it would be advisable to be cautious. It's only been two days, so I don't think it's all that impossible for there to be a follow up yet. Huey, I heard you think it may be something from a book called the Bible?

Another common theory, one I share, is that this is related to what happened almost a year ago now, when there was also an earthquake, and we were all attacked by a hair monster after. Which, by the way, could be warded off with lemon cakes. Before its mother came to get it -- and that was the end of that.

That's all, I think. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Asano Rin, out.

[private to Umi || unhackable]

Umi-chan... are you okay?

(OOC: Brought to you by this thread. o/ OH AND, with the current bankwagon going on, I am reminded - because I keep forgetting - that I wanted to thank whoever gave me the userpic addon a while ago! Really, that was so sweet. ♥ Thanks!)
revengeisalie: (Totenwache.)

I think... I should, after all, issue an apology, for the behaviour of my... of me a few days ago. I can't really deny that that was part of me, can I? But here's the thing, and this goes especially to those who might agonize over this: flaws make only half a person.

And that's why I think it's okay.

For a general cheer-up, I've prepared some pastries. Come get them at the square if you want, there's enough!


[It's right back to the start, it seems: Rin is sitting on a bench on the square, a small table with several artfully arranged pastry pyramids next to her. On her lap is the laptop Umi gave her as a Christmas present. In fact, she's wearing the kimono and necklace she was given for Christmas, too. She's idly playing with the necklace as she clicks around on the laptop, still learning how to operate it, so things go slowly. A little too slowly for her liking, because intends to use it today. Umi's note had said that maybe this thing would actually keep her notes, and this type of curse is what will put that to the test.

Thinking back to the network entry she had posted, she dearly hopes it was enough. She made an effort to display confidence and nonchalance, but within her, doubts still exist. Having your bad side develop a will of its own and act separately from you while you were locked in a spooky mirror version of the City is a pretty scary thing. But she sets her lips and tells herself to not let it get to her. She can deal, she's beyond letting scary things define her.


Her gaze goes to the pastries on the table. That tactic worked well enough last time she used it, so hopefully it will do the same now. Not that she doesn't also genuinely want to cheer up her friends with this, but she's aware of the double effect and entirely willing to use it to her advantage. Her research has, after all, been going stale for a while.]

Here's to hoping the best.

(OOC: As usual, anything goes! Fourth walling, canonmates, mockery: bring it.)
revengeisalie: (Her brain works in odd ways.)
[Sometimes, the library gives you very odd things, and other times, very rarely, it gives you just what you need.

That's right, Rin is at the library. She's walking around, gaze darting to and fro with an almost nervous air. Whenever she meets a person, she backpedals just a little. Slung tightly into her arms is a bunch of books, and she's taking care to cover their titles with her limbs and clothing. Still, an attentive eye might maybe catch a glimpse -- but oh!

Now she seems to have found out where she wants to go. She's retreating into the desolate areas of the building, where no one else cares to sit. There is no table there, but a lone chair next to a window. Rin shoots a last look to the left and one to the right, then she turns the chair around so that it faces the window, sits down and puts the books down on the windowsill.

Revealed is the title of the book at the top, which reads: "Sex For The Clueless - An Illustrated Step-By-Step Guide On How To Please Your Partner". Make no mistake: Rin is doing research.]

(OOC: Awkward teen time is GO. Feel free to stumble upon her at the library.)


Dec. 12th, 2009 01:36 pm
revengeisalie: (But I wanted candy.)
Are we finally done with the torture and the suffering? I guess that makes it true: the end of the year is indeed special.

Well, not to dwell on that! To the Curse Brigade: Would setting up shelters in the buildings make sense? As far as I can tell, as much as anywhere - at least they never get destroyed, though things invade them, certainly. Is there even any place in the City that's completely safe from curse effects? Because I'm thinking about setting one up in Building Three, where I live. It would be close and thus easy for me to maintain. But I would need helpers.

And... dare I ask what's up with all the mistletoe? It's a bit... sudden, so I don't know if I trust it.

(OOC: Currently out and about, doing the usual grocery shopping/library/whatever, and so available for kissing!)


Dec. 6th, 2009 10:43 pm
revengeisalie: (Righter than you.)
[text || private to Youko]

Youko... I don't know if they came for you, too... but in any case, I feel the need to tell you.

You're the person I cursed.


[switch to video]

[The feed is sweeping over a view of the... thin air as Rin's voice talks, off-screen.]

Curiosity got the better of me, after all. Had to see what this barrier is like. Still not actually visible, except for the rips. ... I'd have to get closer to see them clearly.

... wait, this thing isn't even --

[The camera is shaken a little, but then it sinks down to give way to a view of the ground. There's sand and some weeds there, in case one might be interested.]

No way.

Okay, Rin, this is the time when you get the hell out of here.

Message to the Curse Brigade: Having now laid eyes on the matter myself... well, there's no way this is for real.

(OOC: Seeing creepily surreal visions of pinwheels and finding it all very suspicious. Action for anyone who... might be there.)


Nov. 27th, 2009 06:18 pm
revengeisalie: (Reality is difficult.)
private || offline || thoughts )

I've had a few days to think, and here I am with my network device again.

I feel like I should say something. Suppose I should make a statement. But then, I've hardly been on the receiving end of reproach; I'm a little surprised. Not that I'm mad for punishment, but I certainly would have understood. Too well.

Because I've been impatient and selfish.

Nothing to be done about that now, of course. I'm just thinking - maybe it counts for something that I said it. It's not an excuse, and it also doesn't mean I'll quietly await whatever punishment one may see fit to bestow upon me - I've got things to do and things to live for and I'm not giving it up and away, sorry.

If... if someone died because of me... that was the one thing I wasn't thinking of. Ah, well.

Neither can I say I'm sorry to have gained what I did.

And then... what else I wanted to say: I'm actually sort of glad to be back. To see you all again.

(OOC: And that is that. As for HMD, my thread can be found here!)
revengeisalie: (That I'm strong for myself.)
Hey, October is over. They could stop it now. But no, of course not, can't grant the poor subjects some respite - that won't do at all! Instead, it has to be a full-on war. I wonder how long this one will go... has to be a curse, has to be. This, and the amount of it - it's too sudden. It's been two days already, and not even on a weekend, so I think it might take longer...

Sheesh. Of all the things, really.

And so, about those flyers I've seen around, and not just me for sure: I think now would just be the right time to exercise some damage control. Get a spot to hide and create a sanctuary for the uncursed; try to somehow stop this madness - whatever. But something's gotta be done.

As if this wasn't enough... that's what you get for giving them the benefit of doubt.

(OOC: Unaffected and all the more exasperated for it. Curse Brigade, I hope this is alright! Strikeouts are muttered... even more than the small font.)
revengeisalie: (The sweet clematis.)
[So it's that day again. And since the last strategy failed rather epically due to City-induced memory wipe, it is now time for Plan B!

Thus you now have a Rin standing in the square, once again, armed with a notepad and her sweetest smile. She exchanged her flame-pattered kimono for a rather standard fare, autumn-themed one and has tied her hair neatly into a bun. She's not carrying her sword.

Occasionally, she addresses people on the street. It might even be you she's talking to.]

Ah... excuse me? Excuse me! Would you, perhaps, be ready to answer a few questions? I'm doing a survey, you see, and it'd really help me if you'd have a few minutes...

(OOC: No, "giving up" is not, in fact, part of her vocabulary. As usual, absolutely anything goes!)
revengeisalie: (I did it.)
[A small cell with a signifantly smaller window which only lets in spare light. Huddled in a showdy corner beneath said window is Rin, breathing heavily and irregularly, eyes diluted.]

... hnngh. I get it.

[Her voice is quiet and a little shaky at the beginning, but then becomes steady as her breathing calms down.]

You won't let me out of here, right? Not before I do what you want, before I say the words you want, before...

Well. I plead guilty, I do. I can say that. There's... [She has her eyes downcast.]

... there's blood on my hands, no denying that.

However. Half those cases turned out to be something of self-defense, and Renzō...

If Renzō wants to judge me for what I did, that's his due right. I'll grant that to him... and him only.

I am not going to give up myself or my freedom to anyone else for this.

[Now, she's looking directly at the camera. There's a flicker in her eyes that says she's noticed that it's recording.]

Because there are things that are more important to me.

(OOC: Been psychologically bombarded with an ever-rewinding replay of Anotsu telling her he's doing it all for grandpa, with the occasional memory of mommy dearest thrown in for good measure. \o/ Will escape later on today.)
revengeisalie: (Oh really.)
[It's quiet in the little room. The sun rays entering through the window have taken on a golden hue - the days are getting shorter, now. On a carpet on the floor, a young man is sitting and writing with a pencil into a notebook. Obviously, he's deep in thought.]


[Suddenly, his focus leaves the paper in front of him and he creases his brow, as if startled at the sound of his own voice. He shakes his head shortly, but then his eyes graze his own hands. With a look of utter incredulity, he raises them to better inspect them. After having done so for a while, he slowly, with calculated movements, gets up and approaches the wardrobe mirror. He just stares at it and then lets out a low groan.]

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

(OOC: Backdated bodyswitch with Peter Petrelli. Have at her~! Flatmates, feel free to JUST HAPPEN to be knocking on her door. EDIT: ... and off I go again. Sob. Back on Wednesday.)


Jul. 16th, 2009 10:52 pm
revengeisalie: (Flowing and floating.)
Sooo yesterday basically flew right over my head. I hear it was something like modern office life. Well, the more you know! I don't really know a lot about that, be it here or at home. I only know the machinations a citizen has to go through to get something... and that those processes are probably not exempt from manipulation.

Question of the day: what's up with the end of the year? Someone told me this place usually gets something special up for that. Like, last year, it was apparently a zombie invasion? And the clock stopped? I'd like to know more about this. ... I know it's probably late in coming. Or early. Depending on how you view it.

Furthermore: Uta-chan's throwing a beach party on Saturday, the 25th. Flatmates, who of you wants to come? Because I'm so going.

... I hope everyone's recovered from last weekend. Shiki?

[private to Lockon Stratos and Setsuna F. Seiei || viewable to Umi || unhackable]

Mister Lockon, Setsuna-san...

I'd like to speak to either of you, about, you know, that thing we don't want to talk about on the network? I hope it's no trouble and that you have the time.
revengeisalie: (The bright side of things.)
[The scene is Misery Square, quite well-populated today. Here, near the fountain, stands a Rin in front of a table. On that table, various pastries are neatly arranged.]

[And on Rin's face, her sweetest smile beams at the passing people.]

Hello and welcome! Would you like some refreshments on this fine day? They're free!

(OOC: Rin wants your information. Have at her. ♥)


Jun. 18th, 2009 11:45 pm
revengeisalie: (Bitching is what I do best.)
There's something odd about this month. First we had that ominous meteor shower, and now another kind of... impact. I could've sworn it was close to here - I heard it, but didn't see it - but the City was as ever when I went out earlier. Does anyone know what to do against the tearing up effect of... whatever is in the air now? Smells horrible. Anyway, then the random curse weekend was one week off, and people also seem to be getting sick.

That meteor shower was an omen after all. Is that all there is to it, or do we have to fear worse?

... well.

Deities. You know what? If you think you can scare me into submission to feed your precious clock or whatever, you've got another thing coming.


And I'm going to protect my friends as much as I can, too.

[private to Ryōga || viewable by Umi || unhackable]

So... Umi found out what her memory loss was all about.
revengeisalie: (YEAH YEAH YEAH supersmug the nth edition)
[After having climbed up there with much effort and little grace (it took about half an hour), Rin stands atop the carousel! She is out of breath, but pays it no heed. So it is among heavy pants that she speaks.]

Well, well, well.


Getting cocky, are we, Team Blue? You think you've got us. So sure of yourself!


[Whoever is passing by might see her brandishing her sword with elaborate gesture. And what a sword it is! Both the carved handle and the blade newly polished, the latter gleaming in the sun.]

Count your days. Because there are few of them left! You shall not prevail!

[And if you listen closely enough, you might perceive a slightly insane giggle.]


(OOC: ... obviously cursed out of her mind; part of the Reds. Now more boastful as ever.)
revengeisalie: (But I wanted candy.)
[Rin is sitting in the living room, on the armchair they got along with the couch - on which Manji is currently lying with his eyes closed, snoring a little. The window is open, letting in fresh air and the noises from the street. A book lies forgotten in her lap; she's gotten to thinking.

Curses, curses and curses. She's been affected to be uncomfortably friendly with Anotsu, of all people, again; something she tries to push away, but can't help mulling over in idle moments like this.

Then all her friends who are regularly affected.

She hasn't talked about it with Manji yet. She hasn't talked about a lot of things with him. Maybe now is the time.

Her eyes wander over to Manji's sleeping figure.]

revengeisalie: (Flowing and floating.)
[Somewhere not so far from the Deity Office, there is a bench.

On this bench, there is a Rin.

In her lap are located her communicator, a notebook and a pencil.

Her eyes are focused on the building, an intensely thoughtful expression filling them.]

... hnnn.

(OOC: Heads up! Yes, she's going to try and invade that thing in the near future. With mod-approval, of course. ... this is happening some time during the day.)
revengeisalie: (We need more brains!)
[Clears throat]

Well - first things first! I suppose I owe an apology to all those I scared with my announcement of Youko's disappearance. I hope you all saw that she's come back? She sure is popular here!

[A small sound that may be a laugh.]

Aaanyway! Thank you, again, to... Mister Tony Stark, for the job. It's going well so far.

Now, lately, the City has been subjecting us all to curses of an especially humiliating kind. Really, the theory that it exists to torture us? I'm starting to believe it. It's nothing short of horrible, if you stop and think about it - mind tricks! Body warping! Taking our lives out of our control!

And yet, it's funny, if it feeds on our emotions... no one blames a cat for eating mice.

I don't know, I'm still hoping that someday, and someday soon, I'll finally start seeing the City in its own context, and everything will suddenly fall into place. ... yeah, dream on.

But I'm still finding the library to be a good way to pass time. Except for, maybe, that the amount of topics to read about and the amount of literature available about them is pretty vast. Not to mention that if I explicitly want to read about history, I'm more likely to find a book about gardening in my hands. Oh well. Broadening my horizon, alright. Not that gardening is a bad topic to read about, per se.

And I thiiiink my swordmanship has improved. A little. Maybe.

Hmm... the second month is fast approaching. I wonder if we'll see spring soon?
revengeisalie: (That I'm strong for myself.)
Yesterday's curse was interesting, I think - a lot of different worlds and concepts to read about. It gives one a greater idea about the broad range of people and cultures this City is made up of, and that's a most fascinating thing. Still, the fact remains is that most people were forced by the curse.

It put me in mind of my own home - more than usually, I mean. I think about it everyday, anyway. Can't not.

It also made me aware that I've been here for over a month. That's twice as long as he's been in that prison. This isn't right. I can't just - Riou-san, when's that group attempt you spoke of?

However, this being the second curse that makes us speak of our home or aspects thereof in a month, it begs the question why this is happening. One would think that if the City wants to keep us here, it would not actively keep our memories so fresh. Yet, of course, I've read of the theory that as long as one wants to go home, they will stay.

... wasn't there also a theory that the City feeds off of misery? That makes it sound oddly like a living thing.

Then, those damned decrees. Now they want us to make someone cry. I've about had it with this!

[Long-suffering sigh.]

Well, not much choice if we want to keep our deities happy, right? And, hehe, no one said we can't get a little creative with this, sooo...


Tomorrow's. Dinner. Will involve ONIONS.

If you catch my drift. Ryōga-san can come, too.

[filtered from known deities (Mouse, Sabine, Virginia) || hackable]

There's something I've been wondering about... does anyone know something specific about the Deity Office?

And what about their "superiors"?

(OOC: Interrupting the hiatus to get all srs bsns. What.)
revengeisalie: (Cleared the way.)
[The City So Far || Things of Note || Offline] )

So, hm. I'd like to apologize for my behaviour on the last curse day - quite cursed out of my mind, wasn't I? I swear, it exaggerrated things quite a bit. I mean - not that it doesn't hurt, but... not so much, now. Not as much as even half a year ago.

My second curse, and already I seem to be getting used to it, however much one can get used to something like that. I'm feeling like I'm quickly adopting this "oh yeah, it's a curse" kind of attitude. Not good, not good at all. I mean... it should be unsettling. It is unsettling. We're being played like bunraku puppets.

Regardless - everyone, thank you for your kind words. I appreciate them very much. Ryōga-san, Youko-san, thank you for keeping me company.

Now... a cup of sugar from thy enemy, was it? Well, pardon me, but... I really kind of fail to see the sense in these demands, and, judging from the network, I'm not the only one. What's next, pointless violence? So, I don't have an enemy in the City, thank the Gods for it. I have one at home, but that's where he is, and I'm glad for it too. He's about the last thing I want to deal with right now.

Ah, well - fortunately, that matter is taken care of. But if "pointless violence" comes true, I'm not going there.

Lastly, uh... who was it that said they'd train with me? Ryōga-san?

(OOC: The link is OOC. \o/)
revengeisalie: (Flowing and floating.)
Well! I've acquired work and a residence - thank you so much, Nakajima-san, Earl Ciel! And Earl Ciel, I hope my work so far has been satisfying. Shan't start out the wrong way, now shall I?

Oh, and - Link-san, Vin-san! I've found out how to do "links" now. Nakajima-san has been teaching me. The guide I've been telling you about can be found if you click on this word: Guide.

This "Christmas" is in three days, right? I should really get to finding presents. Uhm... what does one normally give for Christmas? Is there anything specific?

Also, would anyone know if there are any shops here that sell kimono? Mine is beyond repair.

Lastly, I am still interested in investigations regarding exits to the City. To those insisting it's impossible: it might be, but there's not much I can lose trying. I'm not going to just give up.


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