::private to Tyr::

Hey. I guess...I was cursed. It wasn't really--I sort of-

[She's stalling, stumbling over her words. What she really wants--has--to say comes out after a long, strained pause.]

...Sorry.

I think it's over for now.

[Here is one Rita, glancing off to the side of the camera defensively.]

Okay, if--if nobody comes and picks them up, I'm not keeping them all.

[A slight blurring of the video as the camera rotates, and the picture focuses on no fewer than half a dozen cats lounging in various spaces in the study ( Read more... )

I don't even need to ask who left that in the fridge. Seriously, I've never seen anything that gross in my life! Eat your own damn leftovers next time before I blast them! And there's no way I'm cleaning this up--

Wait, is that...My curse token?! How the hell did this thing...

...Ugh. I don't even want it anymore.

Okay, all those--things, or decorations, or whatever they're supposed to be out there--it looks ridiculous! If that's all part of your "Halloween" holiday, then I don't want any part of it. Who dresses up in costumes just to ask for candy, anyway ( Read more... )

[It's midnight and the end of the curse has finally arrived. The video feed begins with a loud clatter as the device hits the floor and faces, at an angle, the edge of a desk and the person hunched over it ( Read more... )

I need someone to heal a stab wound. Sooner rather than later.

[ooc: After the AU curse where she tortured her best friends, Rita's back to...well, uncursed. Not so much normal. She intended to filter this away from people who were involved, but was too busy thinking about other things sob.]

Those..things yesterday--why the hell did the City let something like that loose? N-not that they were scary or anything. They weren't so tough against a few fireballs...I think we might need to replace a couple things in the house ( Read more... )

I swear, each curse that happens just keeps getting dumber! When they're not making us do lame things like sticking notes everywhere, they turn everyone into idiots. Nobody would seriously spend money for a date if they were normal, and especially not on stubborn, grumpy jerks. Just for the record, I have absolutely no interest in that kind of ( Read more... )

[The device comes on rather suddenly, the picture shaking slightly and the pattering of rain in the background. It then bounces around a bit more, at which point it may be apparent that it was been accidentally turned on when it was tossed on a bed. Rita is mumbling complaints to herself, not realizing it's on.]Ugh...okay, Hanna was right. Fruit ( Read more... )