Nov. 26th, 2008 08:48 am
urbandev: (Suicide is painless)
She's gone.

At least it's over. Until the next wretched curse, of course. I understand there's an Earth holiday coming up, I'm sure the city will rise to the occasion.

Niko, I'll definitely be in today.

[OOC: What hiatus?

In the first line, he means this. Log still in progress.]
urbandev: (OMGWTFBBQ)
[The sound of someone rolling over in bed, then the slap of that person hitting someone else, and a resounding thud as someone tumbles to the floor.]

"Who --?!"

"I could ask you the same question, but I think the answer is fairly self-evident."

"This is awkward."

"Also self-evident."

"How did I get here? Has anyone seen a small girl, about twelve, Wutaiian--"

"More importantly, where is here?"

"Will all of you please calm down? I think I know what's going on. This is my apartment."

"If you could explain?"

"Old me. You have coffee, where is it?"

"In the kitchen. And never mind. Just -- all of you sit here. You'll be gone by midnight. I hope."

"Coffee sounds divine."

"Don't go out there!"

"I really have to find my daughter. You have no idea the trouble she gets into on her own."

"What, you're going to lock us all in here? Not likely. I don't get paid vacation."

"I, also, have work that needs to be attended to."

"You'll all be home tonight, just stay put. I don't want anyone seeing you. Me. Us."

"Twelve hours? I can't leave her alone that long."

"Yes, well, I'm getting coffee. And then a cigarette. And then I'm getting out of here. Other old me, coming?"

"Absolutely. You really shouldn't smoke, you know."

[And this would be the sound of half the voices fading, footsteps, and helpless sputtering.]
[Tentatively.] "I suppose some coffee couldn't really hurt."

"Probably not." [A sigh.] "After you, then. You have a daughter?"

"Well, adopted. She's an orphan from the war. Her name is Yuffie."

[And that sound you hear is either Reeve shutting the door or banging his head against it.]

[OOC: There are slight differences among the voices, predominantly age, but they all sound pretty much the same. Have a Reeve. In fact, for today, have four. Full explanation under the cut. )

[OOC NOTE: Today, of all days, LJ comment notification craps out. I'll try not to drop any tags.]


Sep. 27th, 2008 08:51 am
urbandev: (Awash in red)
I miss Yuffie. I want her to come back even though she's better off where she is. I miss her.

...I remember this curse.

No matter. I miss Yuffie. And I'm sick of pretending like everything's fine when she's gone.

[OOC: Reeve = cursed. Reeve's primary thought pattern right now veers along the path of -- well, I think you can guess.]


Jun. 2nd, 2008 11:23 am
urbandev: (Default)
Saturday was--

Amanda's in the Hall of the Missing again. I suppose she made it home. I hope she stays there, this time.


Apr. 1st, 2008 10:53 am
urbandev: (Default)
I admit, I made a wish. It's what you're meant to do on the first of the month, isn't it?

I feel rather silly, but there you go. I believe my mother used to have a saying, something about wishes and fishes... Anyway, it's not like it could hurt.

[OOC: Reeve's only wish is for Yuffie to come home safe. I don't see how that could possibly go wrong, whut?.]


Mar. 28th, 2008 03:12 pm
urbandev: (Awash in red)
Private to Yuffie//Unhackable )

I saw black and white yesterday, but seemed otherwise unaffected by the anachronism. I gather it was some sort of television program?

I wonder what universes the City pulls its curses from, with so many overlapping... Cetra help us if we all have to spend the day in a scene from Loveless*.

[OOC: He means this Loveless, not this Loveless.]


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