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I remember this curse. Didn't care for it last time.

What the bloody hell is all of this? I leave the house for an hour and I come back to this...

[The camera clicks on to show Mara's house... and the small group of pigs that have created a barrier around it. Nearby there are a collection of chattering birds, just waiting for whatever it is they're waiting for. The camera clicks off.]These curses ( Read more... )

[Mara sounds a little tired and more than a little irritated. There's a snap-hiss and the sound of Mara taking a drag on her cigarette.]First the plague, then the sun and now these... powers. Powers and apparently compulsions to go with them which I don't understand and certainly don't need ( Read more... )

I know there are people looking for a cure for this... illness, but in the meantime, are there any treatments? I have friends that are ill and I hate seeing them suffer.

Anyone?

...please?

( Action for Ken at the apartment. )

[Someone appears to be highly amused by all the goings-on with the network today. In fact, once might say she's tempting the Deities or the powers that rule this strange land intentionally. Looking like the cat that got the cream, she smiles into the camera. And occasionally as she speaks, images appear underneath her. Each a little more racier ( Read more... )

[Mara looks tired. Tired and more than a little annoyed as she stubs out her cigarette in her ashtray.]

Would anyone like to go out for today? Shopping? Perhaps dancing tonight? Any- [She looks behind her shoulder, like she's heard something.]

Anything, really, so long as it's public and loud.

[She finally turns, her voice harsh as she hisses at ( Read more... )

[It's early, early morning and the device is propped on something, showing Mara, in some old clothes that obviously came from Ken's side of the closet. There's some smears of color on the shirt and when her hand comes into view it's explained by the paintbrush she has in her hand. By her motions, you can tell that she's propped the device on her ( Read more... )

I need to talk to the police and report an assault. Some little bastard calling himself Prince William Magnus Lensherr used some... spell or something to try and bleed me out.

I don't care if he's cursed, he needs to be locked up before he kills the next person who irritates him. You can see what he did HEREAlso - whatever assignment you've given ( Read more... )

So, three days since anything's gone straight to insanity. Does that worry anyone else, or have I just become paranoid after a year and a half of living here?

Would anyone like to join me for drinks or something tonight, I feel the need to go out.

[ooc; Mara's not curse, but feel free to creep all over her.]