As a note.

I am extending my hiatus to the end of this month (I edited my comment on the hiatus post, but if this isn't okay, poke me, mods). However, I've re-evaluated my ability to handle characters here and I can only handle a couple. I'm keeping the ones I've been here with the longest.

So, I'm dropping the other two. That means Vincent and Harry are staying at home permanently. I know I picked Vincent back up again briefly, but I don't think I can devote the necessary energy to him here.

So!

friend remove wholivedagain
friend remove ofmisfortune

I'll probably be back sooner, but this is more of a safety extension in case anyone's expecting me. Also, thank you to the anon who gave gift certificates to the Angel cast. It was greatly, greatly appreciated. I promise I'll put it to good use when I return. ♥

( PRIVATE // OFF THE NETWORK THOUGHTS. )


Most here seem to agree that war is a terrible thing, but I wonder about the things that make up war, the ones some have waiting at home and the ones that are already over.

For instance, for those fighting wars in their own worlds, why do you fight?

I won't ask about the war of the past two days. Two days is a deity's joke, not worth trying to judge people with or on.

School calls to me as only the putrid siren of general education requirement academia can. And so, I must away... sort of... in a way.

♟ Nemu [sciencedaughter] will be remaining in the City, doing her usual.
☯ Tianzi [justasystem] will be leaving the City, feel free to notice her disappearance.
☠ Grell [deathbutler] will be remaining in the City, doing his plot-things!
☄ Anew [innovatorgps] will be leaving the City, while I consider whether she'll be coming back or no.
♘ Xerxes [knaveswitness] will be remaining in the City, doing the routine skulking and trolling.
❀ Mozu [thebutcherbird] will be remaining in the City while I try to get more CR for her.

I'll still be around in a mod-capacity, I'll just be slower with tags and posts. o/ I should be back up to snuff in around two weeks, perhaps earlier if I get on the ball! ♥ and be well, all.

[ accidental voice post ]

With the curse over the past two days, I almost forgot.

Three years.

[A long silence, obviously she doesn't realise she's recording. A heavy, frustrated sigh.]

Three—since Monday.

[Another pause, then a dull thud, a punch thrown against the wall.]

... d'Arvit.

Quick note that I won't be around from Thursday 12th - Monday 15th, because I'm travelling to Stockholm. So:

Miranda [101st_job]
Sakura [betterthanthen]
Tatsuki [championess]
and Naoto [markedbyname]

Will be on autopilot.

On Saturday the 14th at 4AM UTC/GMT we will be upgrading the operating system of our network load balancers to a newer version, one that will allow us to use both CPUs! Nifty, because multiprocessing is nice.

Since we have 2 load balancers, the plan is to upgrade 1 at a time, and there really should be very little impact to our website. Hopefully you won't notice a thing and I'll get to go back to the hotel and watch some wonderful late night infomercials.

We've got a lot of exciting projects coming up for 2010 and we're hoping that we'll be able to deliver them all to you, that you will find it useful/cool/lovely and then you will use the site even more. Behind-the-scenes work like this will give us the capacity to handle the anticipated traffic, so expect a few more maintenance windows especially in the beginning of next year as we've got some neat ideas to improve performance around here! We had the recent 30-45 minute outage yesterday due to one of our logging databases filling up disk space -- not so great design coupled with my human error in handling the initial problem -- and it looks like we're going to finally have some resources to eliminate stuff like that. I can't wait!

As usual, I will be updating status.livejournal.org before and after, just in case you are not able to reach our main website during the work.

IF I GET KIDNAPPED OR NEARLY SHOT OR BLOWN UP ONE MORE TIME SOMEONE IS GOING TO DIE. SO MUCH.

I feel like I should press charges.

[The device flickers on and begins to record from the front right angle where one of her knights have been standing on the field. There are a couple of corpses in the ground, Methuselah and Terran. From beneath the crowd of cross-bearing squad, Lilith steps into view, dressed and bejeweled with an exotic choice of wardrobe. She seems taken out of a Hindu pantheon deity picture. She's escorted by two Methuselahs who are ready to attack their former comrades if they approach them with ill intentions.]

There haven't been enough deaths... [She looks at the fallen with a sad expression, then lifts her head.] Abel?

[With the advantage of fighting his Methuselahs unable to be free to fight under the sun, she has led her Terran allies to push them outside the City ground, into this field. The day has fled into the night, but she still has the advantage of ranks.]

Stop fighting us. It's never too late to make peace and start over. I implore you to consider that. Or... Please, Abel, reconsider your position. We don't have to fight, the world is not your enemy and you don't have to be the enemy of the world.

(ooc; Ignore the wings and the World card symbol of that pic? Action for Abel? -Aion or whoever is around who wants to join either side?- All journal replies will be forward-tagged after midnight!).

This'll teach me.

So, my laptop is having display issues. Normally I'd be able to handle them, but recently they've been getting to the point where they're so unpredictable that I've been having no time whatsoever to tackle them or save anything, even Lazarus won't do anything. Work and RP have been constantly interrupted due to my display issues, which blank out my screen and while the processor still runs, I have to force shut down, losing most of my work.

Which is ALSO why I've been dropping tags left, right and centre and I really, REALLY feel terrible about it, but I assure you it's not intentional and I would love to backdate if you guys don't mind ;; Until then, slowatus for:

Inoue Orihime | threadedstars
Megumi Yamamura | roseblooms

AND A SPECIAL APOLOGY TO JULES I WAS SUPPOSED TO MAKE AN ENTRY FOR YOU THREE DAYS AGO SOB.


Please forgive my fail. D:

[Voice Post]
((Click.))
((There's no pause, nor hesitation. Cain's voice is certain and determined, but muffled as well, as though he's balancing his Network device between his shoulder and his ear. In the background are a few, very small mechanical sounds. ... And farther away still, the sounds of war.))

Fakir, I'm sure you're already standing guard over the opera house. Riff and I will too.

I admit, I'd expected all this to end last night. I kept watch from the roof and waited for midnight, but the fighting didn't end. So we may have to endure this for another day--and maybe even a third.

((There's are a few sharp metallic sounds--recognizable to some, perhaps, as bullets rattling against bullets.))

We prepared ourselves purposefully for this, you know, with those provisions.

If you're not keeping watch, you should go down to the basements. It's safest there, so long as one doesn't go down too deeply into the passageways. Stay near the surface, but keep yourself deep enough for shelter. It's served well enough before in fights and storms. And for heaven's sake, don't go out today. We'll keep the doors closed and bolted, and keep a watch on them. So far, none of the fighting seems very close. I've seen a few fights in the streets, but nothing more than that. The real fighting seems much farther out, but there's no reason to think it'll stay there.

There've been wars before here, I admit, but nothing like this. There were curses that made us think we were in the midst of war, and we've attacked one another enough times. We defended ourselves against the 'Stewards' once and, so I'm told, against the living dead another time.

((A dull, thundering sound--an explosion, perhaps, somewhere in the distance.

But I've never seen war amongst us ourselves in such a way. I saw the soliders marching by in the streets--scores of them. It's almost as though the visitors who swarm the City every so often have come back, but as soldiers, as armies following generals in the City, that's how many of them there seem to be.

((Small clicks as those rattling bullets are loaded, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6... Then, a long silence...))

And where there are soldiers, there is war. And we're to use the opera house as a fortress once again.

((Another pause. Then a short, rueful laugh...))

Hah. I suppose some of you will think it amusing that I've so little to say this time. I've more important things to do today.

((A sharp click as he closes his revolver. And another sharp click as he turns off his Network device again.))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]

[ooc: He's not fighting in the war, but he's standing guard. Once again, sharpshooting from the roof! Also, I'd like to apologize for my intense fail recently. School has been putting me through the wringer, alas. But it's starting to get back under control, so I'll be kicking around more...I think |D It'll only be icky for another few days, at least. I still feel super distracted and a little "off" so bear with me please! I promise things are clearing up.]

I'm definitely not jump into this.

So, that being said, does anyone need some kind of lodging? Possibly a place to duck out? There's plenty of space here in this building. Least I can do is make sure some of you have a place to stay and out of the fire. I'll take in as much as I can.

I am finally fully back from the slow-atus to end all slow-atuses. So my activity will hopefully pick up again, though I shall still backdate a lot due to timezones and sleep at a sensible hour being very much needed. :<

Back in action with me is this Rin right here aka your trusty failavenger.

♥

When; Evening of Saturday, October 31 2009 ( Really back dated and in parts)
Rating; PG-R
Characters; Harold Saxon and Rose Tyler
Summary; Doctor bonding and mind raping.
Log; ( Chips & Tea )

If you have any questions or concerns for how I'm playing Doris Lang, please address me here. Comments are screened, and anon commentary is enabled.

I'm fully rested from yesterday. I see the time has came once again to offer my help to anyone who needs it. Lilith-san, if that's alright with you, of course. I... I can heal or fetch anything if a doctor needs it. I'd like to help in any way possible.

There was a poor woman out in Xanadu - she was like a ghost, in a way. I really icy ghost. I hope she's alright, she seemed to be of great importance, being tricked and sealed like that. People can be so cruel.

But that seems to be one of the smaller worries in that place.

[ooc; Hotaru released Jadis yesterday :|b. She's a little reluctant to say her name, won't divulge anything, unless you've been on really friendly terms?]

Leon will be leaving the City today for a week so I can canon review for him and possibly canon update him to some time in Tales of Destiny 2. The decision is still pretty up in the air and dependent on if I can get in the mood to play all of ToD2. But canon updated or not, he'll be returning on Sunday the 15th.

Roommates, feel free to notice that Leon left Chaltier in the City when he left. Godmode rights and swordian ownership on Chal will go to Yuri until Leon returns. And don't mess up his corner, guys B|

This will also be a hiatus for me until that Sunday ♥

Uh right, when you haven't looked at your computer much at all in over a week, that's when you know. Hiatus for me for life, the universe, and me trying to figure out how I'm going to make my new job later this week work out schedule-wise. and I am so, so sorry for dropping all those tags on 4th wall. I had company from out of town show up earlier than I'd expected fjaklsdjf orz forever

This affects (and mod rights to):

Hikaru | redstrength: Still hanging around the City, working days at the orphanage. Umi, Mokona, and apartment mates have got her. If there's some social event that would make sense she'd be there, consider her there.

Minene | dartaccident: No modding rights, but she's plotting, deities. I'll get with you, mods, when I come back.

Rain | not_methuselah: Hanging out, destroying the shounen apartment. Apartment mates, take him, feel free to use any of those disasters I talked about.

Duo | mechaplanned: No one really gets rights to him, but he's around doing intel and being a nuisance. UH LOCKON AND SETSUNA, you can assume he went to that lunch if you guys want to assume that? idek what's been going on fjaskljdf

I'm going to say a week for me to get this stuff sorted out and try to be back in action around this time next week. If anyone has a question or something, I'm an email away (acagle[a]gmail.com). You guys have fun, see you again soon!

I see now that the embers of battle have yet to be extinguished.
Within me, the wish to spill blood cries out. The sight of broken corpses piled beneath my feet. The mountains of death.
I have abandoned that indulgence.
Take your violence to those who can defend against violence.
Struck the weak and the powerless, turn the war into a slaughter, and my sword will be pointed at your direction.

Venture within the woods and the wilderness itself would turn against you.

When; Sunday, November 8th (backdated)
Rating; PG-13 for evil? Violence?
Characters; Jadis [never_christmas] and Hotaru [alldevouring]
Summary; Come closer, little girl. All I need is one drop.
Log; ( Whenever she is raging she takes a life away; )

afewksd ahaha so uh. Who didn't see this coming?

I thought I could hang on to this guy for a bit more but stuff at work came up that's made it become really hard to keep up with a game as fast as Poly, especially with someone like Firo, and I couldn't keep him as active as I'd liked him to be. So! He'll be leaving the City and returning to his bros and Family back home. :"> Thank you so much to everyone who interacted with him during his stay, I really appreciate it! 8D That said:

friend remove camoerrista here or hover-click. :>

Hopefully that will allow me to focus more on my other two characters and be less. idk fail at Poly in general jadks. <3

And then there was one blind man. Circumstances beyond my means or understanding have deprived a sound, logical medical investigation. Or as I like to say--got the easy way out. Heartwarming, wonderful in that way that Hallmark hopes to mimic every time, isn't it?

There's work still to be done. I haven't seen Dr. Deus Ex Machina around here to pick up his shift everywhere else.

Say Dr. Jimmy, (I wasn't aware that was your official moniker) I can't help but notice it looks like you're trying to get an Eden of your own. The least she could do is pick up an accent. I guess that's what the button nose is for. Right?

( filtered to the clinic; )

When; Evening of Sunday, November 8 2009
Rating; PG-13 at the very worst. There are children present.
Characters; Konata, apartmentmates, any of her friends/acquaintances who want to come.
Summary; A small party at Kona's place. Games, anime and Pocky.
Log; ( Konata had planned a party to cheer up her friends... )

Okay, you know when you've got week-old tags you just can't manage to answer, you need a teensy break from a character. Add to that the fact that my RL is absolutely insane and, well... yeah. So my sincerest apologies to those I left hanging.

That being said, Deb's gonna leave the City for a bit. Effective this morning, she was MIA and up in the Hall of the Missing.

But, she will be back. I just don't have the energy right now.

On the same basic topic, even though they're still in the City and in play right now, if tags from Wilson and Todd go spotty or slow, please bear with me~? I'm just trying to graduate next month. XD

<3333333
Rae.

The anonymity was lifted after midnight. ...That was the first time it happened. I suppose a change could be good. I predicted a plot twist.

Revealing curses yesterday as well. Was I right about the theme? Those affected couldn't hide their actions or inner thoughts of the moment. What would be next? Another of those curses we speak out our mind without thinking?

I want to tell my friends I am-

But enough of the City, I want to ask something maybe personal to some: What sort of fairy tales do you like the most? What is your favorite fable?

CHI AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED.

Okay not really. Or not yet. But I am back. I've been backtagging around a bit, but if I've missed something you want me to hit, please let me know! And I want to know what's been going on, if I've missed something important.

Everyone is off autopilot and Syaoran will be coming back into the City either tomorrow or maybe Tuesday. There will be a post of course.

So yes, Yuuko, Syaoran, and Gwendolen are back and up to old tricks.

[You know how when you're on vacation and you intend to spend most of it reading, but then your relatives insist you should go to the aquarium and "connect with your inner dragon"? No? Really? Well, Hatori does, and he's not in a great mood because of it.

Regardless, he IS at the aquarium in Center City. And the astute observer will be able to notice that whenever he walks by some sea horses, they plaster themselves against the front glass, trying to get to him. Poor little things. Hatori's being so cold towards them. Anyone can feel free to run into him. His icy stare is much worse than his bite.

For those on the Network, there IS a post by him that has the text below.]

Suspicious and bizarre activity aside, this place is at least interesting to see.

So as of yesterday and today, Lockon, Setsuna, Tieria, Saji, and Anew are all going around posting up and handing out these flyers in the Square.

( The flyer, IC! )

What does this mean for you OOCly? Well, Celestial Being is essentially creating a support team for helping to deal with curses. If your character is the civic-minded sort, they might want to get involved. Or they can just mock the efforts--it's up to you, of course.

None of this, of course, will put an end to the curses; it's more aimed at giving characters things to do during and about them. In other words, it's just characters doing what they can to establish some order in the chaos of the City, while knowing all the while that there will still be plenty of that chaos. Drop a line here if you have characters who'd be interested--or just go ahead and post about it IC! I know a lot of characters are already doing some of these things individually; we're just trying to open up some more CR and RP opportunities with it.

Yep, this is all mod-approved. And yes, "Curse Brigade" is a terrible name. It was thought up by a man who thought "Lockon Stratos" was a cool codename.

So this is awkward! I took a hiatus to reorganize my work schedule and ended up getting... more work. Bottom line is under this schedule, I can't find time for Poly even with only one character, so I'm going to be bowing out for now. It's been a blast playing with you all and if things calm down again (possibly after New Years) then I might be back. But for now...

friend remove is_paranoid @ admin console or hover-click

9-10; War of the Worlds
The armies have assembled! Citizens who have been in wars will find themselves drafted into an army or supplied with soldiers from their own world to do their bidding. Whether that bidding is for better or worse is really up to what lies in the heart of the citizen isn't it? They must decide what they're fighting for and quickly because chances are there's probably someone else who has a takeover on the brain, and there is much to take over. The sea around the City has receded considerably, granting more land upon which battles may occur, and the Deities don't seem to care who'll win. [Deaths that result from this curse are exempt from City!Death. Destruction of parts of the forests, beaches, fields, and the mountain are allowed, however the urban area of the City including main buildings (the twelve apartment complexes, the Hospital, the Academy, etc.) are off limits to fighting. They can be patrolled and small skirmishes can erupt on the streets but homes and buildings will not be destroyed. NPC soldiers are granted as platoons of 30 soldiers per 1 character who has held a leadership position in their canon. When the curse is over, the terrain left by the receding sea will revert to their unharmed forms (because no one likes a blood stained field) and stay as permanent fixtures of the game. Yes, the island is getting bigger. There will be a post in poly_tldr with more information for players to organize cast-related armies and plot battles if they wish!]

As promised, here's a post where players may put troops together, share information on the canon types of soldiers their character has, formulate scheming agendas and what not.

( here are guidelines to keep in mind )

Once upon a time there was a family of farmers. A mother, a father and their three sons. One day the parents and the elder brothers fell ill and died, leaving the youngest son alone. The family's town took the boy in, but he heard it repeated often that they couldn't keep him in that time of famine--he even heard it suggested that his family's death was somehow his fault. "Possessed by a fox," it was said because of the color of his hair. So it was no surprise that the boy was quickly sold to a passing slave caravan the moment the chance came up.

( ooc cut for length )

[ooc; I REFUSE TO LET THIS STUPID SICKNESS STEAL ANOTHER CURSE I WANTED TO PARTICIPATE IN!!! *rabble rabble rabble* pretend this was a little earlier Also, dialogue is a bit spliced between licensed release, scanlations, the ova and whatever--because Kenshin's memory =/= carbon, lol]

Lord Cain Hargreaves, Earl of Hargreaves, was again at his Network device. It had been a quiet morning, which was a mercy, even if there was, obviously, a curse with which to contend. However, as it hadn't transformed anyone into animals, cast anyone's soul out as an animal, set any mad animals loose in the City, nor any of the other millions of maladies curses so often wrought, it could be fairly easily ignored. A quiet morning and a mild curse were blessings in a place like the City.

But for all the peace and quiet he might enjoy, his mind was not entirely at rest. Cain had in his nature a somewhat unfortunate tendency to brood. It was not immediately apparent, at least not to those who met him when he wanted most to be met: at parties, in parks, on certain streets or boulevards. But he still carried it, and little wonder if one knew the whole of his life. But he said little of that and was asked less, and that was how he would keep matters. For those who knew his father, it might be said that it was something in the blood, but that was a blood tie Cain resented, as he did with all ties he strained against with his father.

Still, he was keeping to himself purposefully, and had since early Friday morning. Since he now had reason to fear retribution for the revels and bonfires of two days ago for which it was now clear that he was, at least in part, responsible, he thought it might be best if he were to keep a low profile. It was a practical matter more than anything. Retribution by the 'deities' (which was a sorry stop-gap name for them, and he insisted on using it only as the nearest shorthand for whatever those creatures really were), if it were to come, would likely be wretched and long-lived. Of course they knew who it was who had played rabble-rouser in the days before the bonfires. And now everyone knew who had suggested making effigies for the bonfires in the likenesses of the 'deities'--indeed, more than suggesting it, he had helped to carry it out. He had been bold behind his mask, almost uncharacteristically. He was bold by nature too, but he was no rabble-rouser. An idea had occurred to him, and the opportunity had presented itself. Perhaps he had only been carried away by it.

But it had still been a bright thing to see those figures burned.

Then, of course, there was the inevitable end to the curse. Such an end is a mercy most times. But the other associated troubles, the revelation of who, exactly had said what where on the Network, would pose a problem. The disappearance of the masks had been less so. A great part of the City was walking around the fires, so what difference would it make who was there? But when the call went up that names were then attached again to the things said, as they were attached to things done, he had decided, or perhaps realised, even as the clocks were chiming midnight that night of the bonfires--though who could hardly hear the clocks over the roar of the fires and the shouts and songs around them?--that it would serve him best to keep to himself for a few days thereafter. He would only attend to the things most necessary to do: he would see to the cafe, he would attend to anything in the opera house, he would send Riff on errands here and there, and he would quietly wash the scent of smoke and ashes out of his clothing.

The fires had been beautiful though, in that fierce way that fires have. There is always something primordial and frightening about them. It is easy to see why some would say Hell itself is full of nothing but fire. All the figures around them were made of smoke and shadows, and the fire burned hot and relentlessly before them all. But above it were the lights and glitter that were half stars and half sparks. The stars too burned brightly and hotly, and the fire answered them, throwing up sparks of its own to match. In that distance, in that sharing of light to light, the yellow stones of the stars and the orange jewels of the fire, there was quiet.

It had struck him the next day that the sheer number of fires he'd witnessed in his own time should have made him reconsider lighting bonfires in the midst of the City. He was no arsonist. He, and anyone with sense, knew well not to risk destroying one's own house in the pursuit of beauty or light or heat. And he could not easily forget the fires that consumed the crooked house in which he'd found Merry, and those same fires that consumed too the crooked little girl who lived there. There were too many fires, and too many fires in too many patterns at that. He would forever see Merry's face across the flames, smeared with soot and afraid. He would forever remember the fireworks and the explosions in the middle of a carnival, like a war in a courtyard, making scorched ruins out of new-built towers and terraces. These places soaked with blood and smeared with ashes would not soon be healed. They would linger like scars, like the scarred memories he carried in his mind.

But he was removed from all that here, if that was any comfort. All of that was held in waiting, attending on his arrival. He could fairly see it in his mind the day he'd return. In his mind's eye, it was something like a train pulling away from a station, or like a stone tossed from bridge. The train moves slowly at first, then gains speed until it is clear that speed is the only thing it has ever known. The stone seems to hang in midair for a moment before dropping, faster and faster into the river below. So he imagines his return: he was find himself back in his own time, and his time will rush to catch up with him and carry him off again. And he will be glad to go, even to such a war as the one to which he knows he must return. A tallying of the days, as he has always kept in his journal, proves that it has now been two years and six months and a handful of days since the City first drew him in, and he is hastily drawing upon the anniversary of his one, only, and very brief visit home. Perhaps it was a favour or a joke of the City to send him home for the span of time in which his birthday would have fallen in the City. Of course he was nowhere near that in his own time, nor was it even in his mind. But there was a knot in that: what age was he?

And that was a thought to entertain idle hours--idle hours of which he had too many these recent days. There is a tedium and a nervousness to lying in hiding and in wait. He has endured it before, whether it be because the City is under attack, because of a curse, or because of one of the once various and dangerous enemies--the ones who forced all those who lived in the opera house to make it less a place for music than a fortress. But it has served well, and he has grown accustomed to waiting.

There is, really, little else to do in the City besides wait: one waits for a curse to end, one waits for the next curse to begin, and one waits to return home. And the waiting is, of course, no easier for one than for any of the others.

And so, as he had done often in idle hours or for entertainment (for the City lacked a great deal), he turned again to the Network, reading, observing, for there is no study more involving than the study of one's fellow man.

~C.

[ooc: MY TL;DR IS THE MOST TL;DR OF ALL TIME. OF ALL TIME. MY TL;DR PWNS YOU ALL. We're going as florid and Victorian and 19th century novel as we can today~]

Will, Geranium, Chapel... I'm so sorry for the mess. This dog... he keeps acting like he's inhebriated. Lazy, too. He keeps falling asleep in the strangest of places.

...speaking of pets. I know a butterfly probably is really flammable, but does anyone know if Night survived? I do miss the little thing.

---

[ooc: Koi has a shaggy old mutt (borzoi) with the personality of Kyouraku Shunsui, his best friend.]

I was going to wait until paid account expired, but life is too busy and sob, if I end up regretting this, I can always re-app, right?

So Arthur has left the City, and with him, the reason for existing for two -- well, three, but I'm bullying the third into staying -- of my girls. Taking that into account with work, NaNo, and other life-like things, it's time to let those two go.

Please hover or whatnot --

sleepyseer
neverberid


Peter, if you stumble into Nimueh's cave space, you can keep the creepy never-dying garland. And if you want to adopt her cats, that's cool too, but I'm sure they'll be fine. They're independant spirits.

Wilson, feel free to take anything in Morgana's apartment. Dresden, you're welcome to all her little magic and philosophy books. And if random people just want to steal stuff from her apartment since it's no longer there, just let me know so I can tell you the kinds of stuff that would be in there. :)

As for Anne, Alms & Rae, can we say she's been hanging out with Todd & Neil ever since Arthur left?


LOVE YOU POLY.
~Katie (still here with Donna, Anne, and Emma, though it certainly may not seem like it orz life)

Okay, so my tags have been kinda few and far between of late, for that I apologise. There has just been so much going on of late, between essays I need to work on, reading for seminars and having to be more 'flexible' for work and do a good bit of overtime. So, I am just going to call a semi-hiatus for now until Monday hopefully, just to give myself some time to get this workload under control. I may still get current tags back and forth when I'm having a break, but I can't make promises.

Affects Risa, Ren, Hikari and Tsubaki.~ See you soon guys.

When; Friday, November 06th, around 7ish
Rating; G? PG? Will probably have some swearing just because.
Characters; Anyone that got invited to Ishida's birthday.
Summary; It's Ishida's birthday, and some people in the City decide to throw him a party. Whether he likes it or not.
Log; ( Lalalala INSERT WITTY TITLE HERE 8D )

( PRIVATE || UNHACKABLE )


As yesterday was cursed, it was logical that today would be "normal". I've been fortunate thus far this month, though I will note that it was frustrating trying to work yesterday. Simply because one is difficult to identify at the time, doesn't mean thievery is permissible - nor that I am any less attentive.

And all those who failed to realize that the City would pull some rug out from under them afterward are, frankly, morons.


[ooc: BACKDATED TO LIKE idk afternoon, lol had to cook and.... passed out. AND HE IS STUDIOUSLY NOT MENTIONING THAT TODAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY BECAUSE ... BECAUSE. BUT HIS MUN MAY HAVE BEEN VERY OBNOXIOUS ABOUT IT RECENTLY SRY GAIZZZ]

When; Evening of November 6th
Rating; idk? it's a birthday party for goodness' sake!
Characters; OPEN to anyone who knows Neil and/or Todd who would like to come.
Summary; Todd is turning 18. Did he really think he could get away with doing it quietly? Threadjack, backdate, do whatever you like. LET US HAVE A PARTY. yes.
Log; ( Some people like to rock, some people like to roll... )

Buhhh need to call a hiatus. I have a major exam coming up in two weeks and I can't afford to botch it up! So, plsgtfo and flyingmomo will be on autopilot for the next two weeks or so. If you need me, just contact me and I'll squeeze some tagging in, but don't expect like extensive anything from me for a while. ;.;

-Soo

Feeling marginally better and that means Brennan, Thomas, and Kaidan are back in action!

Brennan will be returning to the City after dinner (that would be in about 45 minutes to an hour).

Glad to be back, Citizens!