Hi, there. Have a question or want to contact me to set up a plot involving Fred? Want to tell me I'm doing good, bad, or weird things with her? Want clarification on a particular aspect of the character? This is the post for you! Feel free to ask or tell me anything. You can also contact me on AIM under the screenname Townshend302 . Thanks!

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Okay, this is the first curse ever that I've actually really liked. If we could have THIS one once a month, that'd be fine ( Read more... )

So I think I might've made a break in my dimensional equation. I'm working on....twelve dimensions, now, and it's finally allowing me to really get that correct, almost-randomized shape of the City. I really need to calibrate my detection device, but I think I've accounted for the shift in p-dimensional subspace due to the relative warping of ( Read more... )

Well, yesterday certainly was...interesting. Guess I shouldn't have expected much more for the holiday. Hope everyone came out of it okay? At least it was better than Monday's. I'm thinking of maybe trying a survey sort-of-thing, just asking how often people get affected by curses, what kind they tend to get hit by, that sort of thing. But I' ( Read more... )

Geez, there seems to be all sorts of people all of a sudden...I haven't seen anyone I recognize, but if there's anyone out there that knows Fred Burkle- hi, I'm here!

I'd like to talk to you- well, most of you.

[ooc: Here, but also very sick. Replies may be slow.]

[ The image is of the fountain, and for a moment it seems peaceful. Of course, the next moment there's a giant splash. There's another couple as the person who just dropped into the fountain flails around, sputtering. It's Fred, who just had a very rude awakening ( Read more... )

It's always the portals, isn't it? Well, it wasn't the first time I came here, but still. Every other time has been portals. And you can dress it up like a door, but I can still tell. I mean, it's a little obvious when it's just sitting in the middle of a room.

Anyway, to anyone who's listening? I'm going to try to stay, because I'm happy ( Read more... )

I see my parents' house in San Antonio, when I look through the rips in the barrier.

That's dirty pool, City.

But it's not my world, anymore. Even if I believed that we'd actually get back- which I don't, as we've already seen, the deities are good at faking things- it's not really where I belong, is it? It's not 'home' for me ( Read more... )