[ Little trap thing in mail and tunic and with a hand-lettered sign-her drone mom helped-sitting on the curb.

The sign reads:

HUGS: CHEAPER THAN ENGLAND.
PLUS FREE CONVERSIONS TO CHRISTIANITY.

On her way out the door after making the sign, she ran into her now droned older brother. ]

He's acting weird...

[ Sigh. She rubs at her chest idly and ( Read more... )

If everyone's done acting weird, I had a question.

Where do all these spices come from?

Ugh.

What the heck is everyone yelling about? What's going on? ...Why was I acting so weird?

[ Half-heartedly: ] Probably some kind of sinister Cuman plot. I guess.

[ BRIGHT & EARLY Friday morning, a young chap with longish hair but tidy clothes and a red, cleanly scrubbed face, can be found out on the porch of 1763 Beaver Street, backpack firmly on his back, on his way to school. He yawns and calls a good-bye to his family-well, mother, at least-before heading down the walk, looking a little sleepy but mostly ( Read more... )

[ A short phone message: ]

Have wars stopped happening in the future, or something? Because everyone is reacting like they've never seen blood before. It wasn't even real! It was an image in a box! If you're worried, do something about it instead of just talking. Or are you guys that useless?

[ Pause. Sigh. ]

Ugh, sorry. I just. It's really sore ( Read more... )

[ Petit Hungars is still not 100% used to phones, and avoids them when she can. Therefore, her voice is a bit louder than it strictly has to be, thus the bold! font. ]

I need some money. Where do I get it here?

Thanks.

[ A little reverse trap crusader is sitting on the grass in the park with a small pile of books surrounding her. They are written for someone younger than she is-lots of full-color illustrations, not much writing-with titles like "A picture history of the 20th century" and "Learning about Europe ( Read more... )

[ With some trepidation, Hungary picks up the phone. She has no idea how it works beyond that, so she just starts talking. ]

Is this working? ... Okay, I'm gonna assume it is. If anyone can hear this, listen up.

First! My name is the Kingdom of Hungary. Not- ugh. Definitely not "Gary Honda." So all you weirdos calling me that- stop. Right now ( Read more... )