Entry 614; Day 1584

[misterblackbird]

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Well, there's only one thing that that noise can mean. By now, I'd quite hope I'd recognize it. It seems as though that peculiar 'Door' in the midst of Misery Square has worked quite as well as anyone might hope. It sounds like any time we've been inundated with visitors, but perhaps there's something more celebratory in it all this time.

As ever, I never manage to do as I say--to keep to myself, well inside, away from the windows and the Network, and all the rest. I've quite given up by now, really. I know I'm bound to appear on the Network, at the very least, and there always seems to be something I need to do on days like this. And it never seems to work entirely anyway when I do try to keep away, if only because it's rather difficult to keep away from all windows and it does become rather tedious. Sooner or later, I do find that I have to go out for one reason or another. There's the cafe, for example, that needs attending to for one reason or another--it might as well be open, on a day when we're likely to have a great deal of business. And that is all to say nothing of the fact that there are a few people who seem quite capable of coming into the opera house as they please, despite all our efforts to the contrary. And I don't think warning them about He-Who-Kills will do any good either.

I shall, however, keep a close watch for Merry. Riff, if he's here, will find me immediately, so I know I needn't even watch for him. He'll always find me. Merry, though, I shall watch for.

I haven't very much hope or wish for anyone else from my world to pay me a call. Although I do recall that my uncle came for a visit one year. And there has frequently been a young man come to call who seemed strikingly familiar but whom I'm sure I didn't know.

Although, there are yet others who seem to come into the City on days like this whom I should still like to see, even if I may not quite hope for it as I did with Riff and now with Merry so long ago and so often.

The little clutch of girls is back under my window, as I knew they would be. By now I'd be rather disappointed if they weren't there. It's still rather flattering. You would think they'd have grown tired of me by now, but perhaps that's the way time works in and out of the City. I shall be tossing them letters again this time, and I do hope they see this on the Network so that they'll be able to catch them. It would be a shame to have them fall to the ground unheeded.

And, yes, exciting as it always is at first, I know I'll be quite exhausted after a few moments of it. But I think I shall be a fool today and show my face. At least I'm quite aware of my own foolishness. And perhaps there's something clever in that.

Welcome to the City, I suppose.

Though why anyone would visit the City, I shall never understand.

If that 'Door' is working, though, I wonder how much longer any of us might have to endure curses and visitors like this. Especially if the 'Door' itself is working so well as this. I can't help but wonder, even in the midst of all this.

~C.
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[ooc: Hit him. Hit him gooooooooooood. 4th Wall away! Anything that doesn't match up or confuses him or spoils his ending he will forget or write off as madness. C'mon! Party up in here! Let's do this, one last time ♥]

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[fauxfawkes]

You might know me by the end of it, this time around.

Assuming, of course, that I'm the young man you've referred to; it's presumptuous, I suppose, but I also don't think it's wrong to believe so.

[misterblackbird]

Yes, I believe you are the young man I referred to. I can't fathom why you seem so familiar to me. But, all the same, I am rather glad when you turn up at a time like this.

I hope you're well.

[ooc: I have assumed that they only ever speak in text, right? Because otherwise it would be like, "omg, I have a twin???"]

[fauxfawkes]

Well, I am an overly familiar young man. You might even say it's a bit impertinent of me, really.


[OOC: That seems legit, yes!]

[misterblackbird]

I might say that, yes.

Have you been well since I last endured your impertinence?

[fauxfawkes]

Well enough. I imagine it's been longer for you than it has for me, though--or maybe the other way around? Time always gets a bit funny from place to place, when one goes hopping from one to another.

[pimphandoftheking]

Letters? Why not invitations. Strike while the iron is hot.

[misterblackbird]

Invitations to tea, perhaps.

[pimphandoftheking]

And that's as far as your generosity extends? It must be damn good tea if you expect skirts to lift.

[misterblackbird]

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not expecting skirts to lift.

[deadly_legacy]

I can think of a few reasons to visit.

[misterblackbird]

[He's so pleased~]

Can you indeed, Princess Euphemia? And what might those be?

[deadly_legacy]

[She is pleased that he's pleased.] At least one of them is you.

[misterblackbird]

Well, I'm glad that I'm only one of the reasons. I'd hate to put you to so much trouble all on my account alone.

video; :3c

[solinvictus]

Ha.Ha.

Like I really need another welcome, Cain.

video; :D

[misterblackbird]

In that case, I shall take mine back.

video;

[solinvictus]

You can have it, I don't need it. I know how things are around here -- I just didn't think I would be on the other end of this sort of thing.

video;

[misterblackbird]

Well, congratulations must be in order, then, since you've found yourself on the other end of this sort of thing. It must be a pleasant change of circumstances.

[absinthed]

Tossing letters to a clutch of girls? What a flair for the dramatic you have, as always.

[THIS FUCKING GUY.]

[misterblackbird]

And I suppose you don't approve, as always.

As though I ought to listen to any of your advice.

[THAT FUCKING GUY.]

[absinthed]

As though the choices you make are really any of my concern, unless you're dragging me along into them.

And as I assume you don't have one of those letters reserved for me, that shouldn't be the case.

[misterblackbird]

Perish the thought that I should send such a letter to you.

and look who it is

[badassuncle]

You're as audacious as ever.

Haven't you got anything better to be doing than carrying on that way, Cain?

Look who it is! Uncle Faceplam! I mean Neil... Uncle Neil...

[misterblackbird]

Uncle Neil--if I didn't carry on like this, how would you ever recognise me in this crowded city?

[badassuncle]

Don't give me that cheek. You'd be doing much the same no matter where I found you, in this city or in any other.

[misterblackbird]

Yes, I very likely would. And it would work just as well to call you in this city or any other. So, as I see it, it's quite a good thing to do. I know it will call you like a beacon no matter where I am.

How are you, Uncle?