[It's audio only. Kurt doesn't trust himself to be seen on camera, at the moment. His voice cracks a little bit at the beginning, but he tries to maintain his composure. He's pretty sure he already knows the answer deep down, but...Excuse me, but has anyone seen my dad? He's...relatively tall, a bit overweight, balding....and his face looks a ( Read more... )

[Kurt is there, trying to look as composed as he possibly can. That's not working so well though - he's pale, but that's less due to fear, and more due to his skin having literally become almost white. His cheeks are pinkish red though, and it looks suspiciously as though someone airbrushed a blush on his face. His hair is hard, though to be fair ( Read more... )

[Kurt isn't in his room when he comes onto the screen. Instead, he is in the music room, where he's held Wonderland's glee club meetings. He's over by the piano at first, leaning against it, trying his best to look like he's not feeling anything at all. Then, just in case you weren't paying attention, he lays his hand on the lower keys, letting ( Read more... )

[If you were expecting a whiny teenager on the network giving an exasperated sigh over how the mansion took far too long with its decorating when it obviously could have just been done in about ten seconds as usual, well. You'll be very surprised. Instead, the camera has turned on by itself, and it's angled down...much farther than usual ( Read more... )

[The video clicks on to reveal Kurt sitting on his bed, one leg delicately crossed over the other, rotating his ankle around. He seems to be feeling better after hurting it during the event. Since it was his dad's fear of harm coming to him, he's significantly less sore now that it's all over. Hooray ( Read more... )

[So, sometime after he sneaks away from Santana and her obsessive need for attention, Kurt's wandering around looking for somewhere to be. The video catches him wandering down an unfamiliar hallway, hoping that whatever's been out to get him won't find him if he's not on his usual stomping grounds, so to speak. It seems to be going well at first, ( Read more... )

[Don't be fooled by the icon. I just don't have any more spaces. This isn't Kurt. Not the one Real Side knows, anyway. This is Mirror Kurt, in all of his flannel-shirted, tech-vest wearing glory ( Read more... )

[So, what did you think Kurt's dream would be? Attending fashion week? His name in lights? Succeeding in showbiz?

Well, you're wrong. He's dreaming about a garage. Specifically his father's garage - Hummel Tires and Lube. His father's there, but he's facing away, talking to someone just out of view. Dream logic says it's probably a customer ( Read more... )

[Audio post. Kurt put off this message for a while, until he felt he could speak without wavering, but it needed to be said. He still sounds a little choked up, but he's trying to mask it with anger.]

I don't know what happened to make me forget about my real family, but I don't intend to stay here long enough to have it happen a second time. ( Read more... )

[The post turns on, and enough time has passed between when Kurt arrived and now for his panic to turn into livid anger. His hands are firmly attached to his hips and he is not pleased.]

Excuse me, but what am I doing here? To the owner of this mansion - if you had actually requested my services instead of stealing me away like Mr. Ryerson ( Read more... )