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. ♥

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.

And so, after two days, it's finally come to an end. No more battles, no more clashing of swords, no more explosions roaring like thunder. It's all gone. It's over.

It's finally quiet again outside.

Even so, I don't much feel like going out today. Which is a bit odd, I suppose, since I've been shut up in the Warehouse for the past two days, and today is the first time I can finally get out again without having to worry about wandering into the middle of a battle as I go. But whatever errands I have to run, I think they can wait until tomorrow. I think for today, I'll just stay in.

I still need to get the chain fixed on my necklace, though. Or get a new one for it, perhaps. Either way, I haven't been able to wear it since it got broken, and I need to look after that. I suppose I'll go tomorrow.

But I think for now, I'll stay in bed and have a nap. It'll be nice to go to sleep without having to listen to all that racket outside, for a change.


[OOC: Aaaaaaack, guys, I'm so sorry, I got dragged out. Backdating FTW?]

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.

It's truly wonderful to be back in my apartment. Thank you for letting me out so soon Solomon. I promise I'm not exerting myself.

[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!).

[Voice post:]
This has gone far enough! These war leaders doing as they please! For those who can fight, take no prisoner and fight to protect the innocent!

[/post]

[Private voice to Michiru:]
Michiru, let's go.

[/private]

[Private voice to Hotaru/viewable to Michiru:]
Hotaru, make sure to keep the doors locked and wait at the house, all right?

[/private]

It was my birthday yesterday, but everyone's wantin' to fight everyone right now--

But that's not important anyway! What's important is we gotta defend the City from the corruption of the masses and of the leaders that wanna make it their own backyard or somethin'! This is a place for everyone, not just you people who've got money!

So who's with me in stoppin' corruption from happenin'?



[ooc; supposed to be her birthday yesterday but affected by the curse. ^^;;]

About time you idiots found your way here.


[a chorus of "Forgive us, Mistress Road!" and "We're so sorry!" rises up from the crowd of Akuma gathered around her. A scattering of Level 3s amongst several more Level 2s, one of which Road is sitting on.

They look terrifying, monstrous, and yet they all seem far more scared of the small girl in their midst.

And in the background there's faint giggling, almost like a baby's, as a Level 4 comes into sight.

A single word from Road once they're all gathered.]

Go.


[In a blur they leave to attack anyone within sight.]


((ooc: action or Network welcome - but in case of action note that Akuma can only be damaged by Innocence >.>; And getting shot by Akuma bullets gives you a virus that makes you disintegrate within seconds. Helloooooo Exorcists :3))

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:

...Well it looks like I won't be venturing outside for a while yet.  It's a good thing the kitchen and pantry are very well stocked.  Although if anyone wants to risk a bullet for the sake of bringing me fresh fruit, I wouldn't protest.

[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 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.