23 August 2014 @ 03:10 pm
[ river's standing in the middle of the road, looking a little worse for wear, but she doesn't seem to care about the blood drying on her skin, and her eyes are wide and bright as ever. the natives are walking past her, singing and holding one another, and one hands her a small candle that she holds in the center of her palm curiously. the hymns gets quieter as they pass and then she speaks down to her little flame. ]

Ghosts in the streets tonight, but you're alive now.

[ she blows on the candle, but not strong enough to put it out. it just flickers back in place and she smiles, looks directly into the camera feed. ]

Sǐ mǎ dāng huó mǎ yī. Did you do something good lately?

[ ooc; trying this one last time. river has been gone since june and has only just come back today with a canon bump to the end of serenity, so she's a little more sane but also in dire need of a bath. come say hi? ( permissions are still here. ) ]
 
 
18 August 2014 @ 08:45 pm
I don't suppose I'm the first to complain about the chafing new rules. A curfew? Don't be silly, I haven't had one of those since I was an adolescent.
The rationing is also worrying; is there not enough food to go about? Is it a side effect of the new monitoring of the city gates? Hmm. I wonder.

That said; things always do become a bit more interesting under prohibitions. Look at the era of speakeasies and smuggling in America, for example. While I'm sure none of us god-heeding citizens would dare do such a thing...


My, my, that would be an adventure.



As an aside, I've come into possession of several tiger rugs formerly belonging to Mr. Moran, who has been returned to his unquestionably odd home. Should anyone care to take at least one of the dreadfully tasteless things off my hands, I'd be glad to surrender them to a more .. appreciative home.
 
 
15 August 2014 @ 07:39 pm
[After having his bracelet returned to him, Soushi was having a difficult time readjusting to his current situation in the city. It was as thought all the memories, all the guilt, and all the emotions that were haunting him had returned at full strength; or, maybe, it had doubled in strength while he was grey. Whatever the case may be, he felt sick to his stomach. Very sick. But even so, he can be found sitting in one of the benches at the park, head lowered to the ground as he begins his latest transmission.]

...it would seem I have returned from the grey spell. I am uncertain over the length of time I had vanished, but it feels as thought it was a while... [There will be a pause before he admits.] ...my chest hurts, and I currently feel nauseous...

[Then there will be silence as he tries to find a neutral tone to his voice. Allowing his more formal tone of voice to return instead of the hollow and quite voice he was currently offering.]

what's new, asgard? other than having a sick guy asking friendship and self-worth questions in the end there )
 
 
12 August 2014 @ 09:10 pm
[There's something different about Hal today. For one thing, he's actually showing his face on the network. For another... well, anyone who's actually met Hal will notice he's markedly disheveled compared to usual. Even stranger, he doesn't seem particularly bothered by it. Instead he almost seems relaxed.]

Would anyone like a pet? Specifically, a dog or an armadillo. Bonus points if you take both.
 
 
10 August 2014 @ 12:16 am
Is it common around here for people to sleep for inordinate amounts of time? He usually conks out for at least 6 hours a night, but it's getting on 2 days now with no signs of him getting out of bed.

Please don't tell me somebody has to kiss him. Not unless you're willing to volunteer.
 
 
06 July 2014 @ 12:57 am
for those of you who knew him, tom mcnair has been sent home. and for those of you who know me. i'll be at the pub.
 
 
[Have the trembling, hesitant voice of a man who's obviously trying to hold it together and failing on so many levels]

Forgive me; I realize it's a trying time for many of us. But my... my friend. She won't wake up and I've tried--

[Hal takes a moment to, basically, breathe. Even if most of it is a long sigh of frustration.]

Tom says she's been this way for the better part of a month. I've been told we have a guild devoted to healing. Can anyone help her? Can anyone at least tell me if this is... Has this happened to anyone else? Recently or otherwise? Please. I need to know if she'll be all right.