First Joke | Voice;

[lastpunchline]

So this is it, huh? The final fuckin' punchline. The great cosmic joke?

Figures that there would be a carousel and a Nazi Zeppelin involved.

I lost my pin and my cigar. Anyone willing to remedy that?

[ooc: He came in and landed on Crowley yesterday, and just woke up now. He probably left a puddle of blood and a Happy Face pin, if anyone wants to

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[justpopthehood]

This is so not the final punchline.

[lastpunchline]

You mean my brains splattered on the sidewalk wasn't enough?

[justpopthehood]

Oh, ow.

No, not to this city, it wasn't. Just wait 'til your first curse.

[lastpunchline]

Curses, huh?

You want to fill me in, doll?

[justpopthehood]

Doll? What are you from 1940?

Okay, so this city? It likes to play with people. A lot. One way is curses. You can get cursed into doing and becoming pretty much anything. I think you can even get cursed into the opposite gender.

[lastpunchline]

I was twenty-one in 1940. I'm from 1985.

Me, a girl? I don't think so.

[justpopthehood]

Ah, that makes sense.

You don't really have any control over it. And that's hardly the worst of them.

[lastpunchline]

You want to fill me in?

[justpopthehood]

Well, it can change your sexuality. It can change your memories. You can forget everything from before you can here or you can think you're from the future. My boyfriend once became a vampire. Sometimes you lose the ability to lie or worse- you could lose your inner monologue altogether.

[lastpunchline]

Randomly?

What, the doctor got bored?

[justpopthehood]

Yeah. Sometimes you know you're curse and sometimes you don't. Either way, you can't help what you're doing. Everyone here is pretty understanding about that kind of thing. Except for the truth curses. Those can be really bad.

[lastpunchline]

Truth, huh.

Thanks, doll.