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It's always nice to see new faces, though I guess it's the old faces I'm really looking for. I guess...this is my chance to tell the universe that I'm doing pretty okay right now and I just hope things are going well for everyone else.
For once there are some specific people I would really love to see.
I guess I wouldn't really mind seeing some people from back home either, but I doubt that's gonna happen.
I guess I wouldn't really mind seeing some people from back home either, but I doubt that's gonna happen.
I am really confused about yesterday. I mean, it was a hell of a lot better than that last curse, I'm just not sure why I felt the need to spend so much time playing Whac-A-Mole at the arcade. Also, I kinda took some things that weren't mine. Including someone's puppy, which I would like to give back. It's fine, I promise, but I feel like a horrible person now. It's just so tiny and defenseless-looking. Unlike my beast of a cat, which for some reason I decided to put a bell on so now every time it's around I swear it's jingling extra-loud just to get back at me. Plus I'm full of scratches.
On the bright side, my bathroom is really clean.
[Private to Penny/totally hackable]
So, I maybe sort of went into your apartment yesterday and snatched one of your bras.
[Private to Raikov/totally hackable]
Sorry about the incident. Except not really. You make damn good apple pie.
On the bright side, my bathroom is really clean.
[Private to Penny/totally hackable]
So, I maybe sort of went into your apartment yesterday and snatched one of your bras.
[Private to Raikov/totally hackable]
Sorry about the incident. Except not really. You make damn good apple pie.
There's going to be plenty of advertisements up around the City and another announcement on the day of, but if you're interested in hearing me and my band perform I want you to be able to save the date.
Curt Wild & Time Bomb, live in concert at the Piaculum Palace ballroom, August 28th
Now that's that out of the way, I want to tell you about the Beast. I'd been hearing some weird noises around my apartment and one day I finally saw something move out of the corner of my eye, so I figured it was probably time to clean things up a little. I was worried I had mice or something but then I actually caught sight of the Beast, which turned out to be a cat. Seems it's been getting in off the fire escape, through the tear in the screen. I should maybe get that fixed, but it's kind of nice having something else alive around the place, what with the ticking at all. Even if it does look like this:
( picture )
I've been feeding it, so it shows up for a bit more days than not. Won't get within about five feet of me, but I'm okay with that.
Curt Wild & Time Bomb, live in concert at the Piaculum Palace ballroom, August 28th
Now that's that out of the way, I want to tell you about the Beast. I'd been hearing some weird noises around my apartment and one day I finally saw something move out of the corner of my eye, so I figured it was probably time to clean things up a little. I was worried I had mice or something but then I actually caught sight of the Beast, which turned out to be a cat. Seems it's been getting in off the fire escape, through the tear in the screen. I should maybe get that fixed, but it's kind of nice having something else alive around the place, what with the ticking at all. Even if it does look like this:
( picture )
I've been feeding it, so it shows up for a bit more days than not. Won't get within about five feet of me, but I'm okay with that.
I did it first.
Looks better on me.
Looks better on me.
[Video]
[Curt's in front of the camera, wearing tight leather pants and a black t-shirt. He has found platform shoes and he is pleased. Behind him, people are scurrying around with various borrowed pieces of equipment, some of which are producing vuvuzela noises, much to their dismay. It's pretty much chaos and Curt is so excited he's literally bouncing up and down.]
Hey, you guys, have anyone else's recordings turning into nothing but that weird noise? Never fear, Time Bomb is here to help, with a surprise outdoor concert as soon as we finish setting up the equipment until midnight or whenever someone kicks us out. Only I don't think that's likely because even if you hate our music I bet you hate all this fucking buzzing more. So come on down, and bring an instrument if you have one, we're gonna be doing a lot of jamming.
( info/set list )
[Curt's in front of the camera, wearing tight leather pants and a black t-shirt. He has found platform shoes and he is pleased. Behind him, people are scurrying around with various borrowed pieces of equipment, some of which are producing vuvuzela noises, much to their dismay. It's pretty much chaos and Curt is so excited he's literally bouncing up and down.]
Hey, you guys, have anyone else's recordings turning into nothing but that weird noise? Never fear, Time Bomb is here to help, with a surprise outdoor concert as soon as we finish setting up the equipment until midnight or whenever someone kicks us out. Only I don't think that's likely because even if you hate our music I bet you hate all this fucking buzzing more. So come on down, and bring an instrument if you have one, we're gonna be doing a lot of jamming.
( info/set list )
[Accidental video post]
[The boy in the bed is smaller than Curt-sized and wearing a white hospital gown. He stirs and opens his eyes, only looking more confused as he becomes more awake.]
Where am I?
[He speaks quietly, to himself, but there's just enough of older!Curt in his voice that those familiar with him should be able to make the connection.]
Hello? Is there anyone here?
[He gets up and stumbles around the apartment, knocking over the device in the process, and it shuts off.]
[The boy in the bed is smaller than Curt-sized and wearing a white hospital gown. He stirs and opens his eyes, only looking more confused as he becomes more awake.]
Where am I?
[He speaks quietly, to himself, but there's just enough of older!Curt in his voice that those familiar with him should be able to make the connection.]
Hello? Is there anyone here?
[He gets up and stumbles around the apartment, knocking over the device in the process, and it shuts off.]
[Accidental Voice Post]
[ooc: Was going to skip this one, but my willpower is weak and it's too hot to go to bed. Pretend this was posted earlier.]
Well, this is unexpected.
[...]
Fine, for someone trapped in a cursed city. [...] Just the usual. I'm getting a band together and I wanna put an album out if I stick around long enough. Look, I'd love to stick around and chat, but I've got to go to work. [...] Yeah, I've got a fucking job, that's what people do. [...] I've been working since I was sixteen, don't act like you think I can't hold down a fucking job. And no, I will not watch my fucking language.
[...]
What do you care? [...] Yeah, whatever. [...] No. [...] But--[...] Look, I'm clean, all right? Tell Mom I'm fine, if you can, if you're even here, which I doubt.
[...]
No, you look. You listen for a while. I'm twenty-seven and I haven't needed you for a long time. And I bet you didn't think I'd make it past twenty, but--surprise--it looks like I'm going to go on living my life, living it however I damn well please, for a long time, so please just go back to acting like you don't know anything about my life and I'll be more than happy to let you live in ignorance. [...] No you don't. [...] My life's not something you can fix, so do us both a favor and stop trying. And stop acting like it was my fault things got messed up in the first place.
[...]
No, I--no, you know what, I do blame you. Don't act like you deserve an award because you didn't respond in the worst possible way you could have. I don't care if you did what you thought was best--obviously, it didn't work and I'll just go on fucking whoever I want and I don't care what you think of me--[...] You bastard, I can't believe you actually--
[a thumping noise followed by the sound of some things breaking and a nearly indecipherable string of profanity, followed by an especially long pause, after which Curt seems to have calmed down.]
You're really not going away, are you?
[...]
[ooc: Was going to skip this one, but my willpower is weak and it's too hot to go to bed. Pretend this was posted earlier.]
( Deity filter )
So, about the other day--cursed, obviously. That was all kinds of weird. But honestly, even weirder is the part where I spend all day writing an essay. Bet the tokens would be worth it though, not that I think it's all that likely I'll get one. Hell, the only reason it took me all day is that I have trouble focusing on things like that.
[Filtered to Jun]
Band name. Thoughts?
[/Filter]
So, about the other day--cursed, obviously. That was all kinds of weird. But honestly, even weirder is the part where I spend all day writing an essay. Bet the tokens would be worth it though, not that I think it's all that likely I'll get one. Hell, the only reason it took me all day is that I have trouble focusing on things like that.
[Filtered to Jun]
Band name. Thoughts?
[/Filter]
Everyone done posting weird personal ads? Good. I didn't want this getting lost in all that.
I'm looking to form a band, and I need pretty much everything at this point. Auditions are Monday starting at 4pm at the Music Studio. A basic familiarity with 70's rock (from planet Earth, I guess I should be as specific as possible) is encouraged so you have some idea what you're getting yourself into, but all that's really required is a sense of rhythm and an openness to new ideas. Questions? Ask away.
[ooc: as per this.]
I'm looking to form a band, and I need pretty much everything at this point. Auditions are Monday starting at 4pm at the Music Studio. A basic familiarity with 70's rock (from planet Earth, I guess I should be as specific as possible) is encouraged so you have some idea what you're getting yourself into, but all that's really required is a sense of rhythm and an openness to new ideas. Questions? Ask away.
[ooc: as per this.]
This is getting pretty long and sort of boring for an acid trip--I mean, yeah, it's pretty weird, but not that weird--so I guess I'm down the fucking rabbit hole or whatever. I'm Curt Wild.
Hey there.
Hey there.
