Why me no get gift?


(OOC - link not IC)

I resolve to do my best, as Empress of China, to represent my people in the City. Even though I am still young, and without the means some possess to aid them, I will try to do what I can to aid those who need it, if I'm able.

And... to return home one day, and be better for my stay here.






I also resolve to never try cooking alone again if it involves a frying pan.

I resolve to not attempt to use the waving micro again. Or the machine washer. Or the toast-maker.

Anything in the kitchen.

This is ridiculous.

Santa brought me a case. Yippee. The old dude neglected to give me a means. I'm not waiting til next year. That wasn't what was on my list either. Better than socks. I figure that's coming out even.

I'm not the fuzz. I'll leave the policing to the police. I want to see your guts. More specifically, was there anything medically significant about the body(ies). Humor me. Tis the season. You got a scare. You get someone else to comfort you. The yucky organs are taken off of your hands.

In other news, snow sucks. So does public transit. It sure would be great to have an alternative, swift means of transportation. Who's got a motorcycle?

Hey, City.

Quick update for anyone who's willing to pay attention; I know Harry Dresden posted about this, but anyone who receives an organ, it'd be great if you could get them to the Police Force. He and Chris Skelton have been investigating each case and have confirmed that at least two of the organs were from the same woman.

While I'm talking about the Force... we are trying to rebuild after losing so many people, but it's not easy. So two quick things.

First, any individual groups that are open to cooperation, we're definitely willing to work with you, given our current status. If we're all trying to protect people here, it'll probably be a hell of a lot more efficient if our efforts are coordinated.

Second, we are always recruiting. So if you're even a little interested in helping to protect some people in this goddamn place, you can talk to anyone on the Force.

On that note, our Forensics department is one of the most short-staffed right now, so I'm asking if anyone qualified to help in any kind of forensic work is willing to help out, let me know here. Doctors, any kind of analysts, scientists, whatever. If you can get something out of examining a body, body part or victim, evidence or a scene, anything like that, we can use all the help we can get.

So, yeah. There aren't many of us left, but we're trying. We'll keep doing that as long as we're stuck here. And... that's about it.


[Police Filter]
Yeah... sorry if I'm overstepping anything or anyone here, guys, but we don't have a head so I don't know who to get approval from now. Hell, though, we do need the help, and I think the citizens should know what's going on. 'Cause, fuck, we're here for them. So... yeah.

All right.

This?

Is not funny.



I mean, it's just sick. That and is it supposed to be a joke? Har har, Eden, you might need one of these after giving your own a healthy bath in it's three boyfriends for the past year? I'll have you know me liver is fine and dandy. There is no cerosis cirrhosis. I know. I checked. So whoever you are, get a sodding clue about it!

I stopped drinking, okay?

I can't bring meself to actually cook anything. I actually had liver - cow liver - sitting in the fridge for supper but now? Now I'm going to go out and pay for me dinner.

Whoever you are that sent this! You owe me money, you scum-sucking son of a bitch!

Hope everyone else had a happy Christmas.

[ooc: yes I know it's a cow liver but I couldn't find an adequate pic of a human one]

If anyone has received any organs over the last few days, please let the Police Force know. A number of people have had the organs of a human woman delivered to or left for them. As far as we can tell, they all belong to the same woman. If you have any information regarding this, please contact the Police Force.

For those who know him...

Kyou Sohma has left the city. I just checked. His portrait is in the Hall of the Missing.

I hope everyone is doing better now after the past few days, enough to hear my thank you for wonderful gifts and a cheerful time this Christmas. I appreciate having the opportunity to celebrate it in a place that's become a home away from home. The occasion would not be the same without family or friends and I look forward to the coming new year, all it may bring us, with the hope of next Christmas being just as fulfilling as this one was.

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

I suppose it'd be best to start off by clearing up any, er, misconceptions that anyone might've taken from this previous weekend, since it seems it was one of those weekends of random curses, and it also seems that I was entirely not myself for the duration of it. That's the insidious thing about some of these curses, isn't it, that they can strike so subtly that it's hard to tell the difference between those affected and those unaffected, and that can lead to quite a few misunderstandings afterward. And really, the only thing to do about it afterward is to apologize as best one can, and try to eliminate those misunderstandings, and go on as usual.

So I do hope it'll come as no great surprise to anyone when I explain that yes, I was quite cursed this weekend, and no, I'm not in any way engaged to be married to anyone.

I do very much apologize to any of my friends I spoke with this weekend, who might've gotten the wrong idea from the way I was behaving--I recall Sam and Duo in particular, but I'm sure there were others. I'm so very sorry, but please understand that I didn't know any better at the time, so I really couldn't help myself. Anything I might've said or done this previous weekend, please do take with a grain of salt. I certainly feel rather ridiculous about it all, and I would hate for any misunderstandings to persist, simply because they were based on something I did while I was quite emphatically not myself.

Still, embarrassing though it might have been, it was only a curse, and I've found that the best way to handle the aftermath of curses is usually to simply take them for what they are, make peace with what transpired, and carry on as usual, as best one can. So that's what I'll do, I think, and I hope all of you will, as well.

So! On a happier note, it really was a lovely Christmas, wasn't it? Our celebration at the Warehouse was just lovely, and thank you again to everyone that came. Having all of my friends together on Christmas was what I'd wanted most, and you all made my wish come true. And thank you so very much for all the lovely gifts, as well! They're just beautiful, all of them, and I'll treasure them very much.

Well! Now there are cookies to eat and it's still snowy and lovely outside, and there's no curse today, and the next thing to look forward to is the coming of the new year. And if those aren't all fine reasons to be content, I don't know what is.

Okay, this is just... this is seriously gross and messed up. Whoever left me the belated Christmas present of a uterus in a box on my front door? You are one sick bastard. I just... ugh, this is so disgusting. Who the hell does that sort of thing?

[ooc: In relation to this.]

Christmas with everyone at the Warehouse was pretty awesome. The days after Christmas were pretty crazy and not quite as awesome.

Also, everyone, this is Mojo:



He's my dog from home that Rosella made a deal for. Is she the best best friend ever? I think so.

So, what are everyone's plans for New Years?

[Private to Rosella/Unhackable]

Hey, you okay after this weekend?

A full house with ... new blood... for the holidays. Let us hope Seras Victoria and her mercenary are handling things well at home. A small pain for her absence. Tche. She hadn't changed a bit in thirty years.