This-- is this glitter?

[cough]

House, why is there glitter everywhere?


[ooc: I am at work but this little snippet of a post jumped into my head and demanded to be posted]

[ Ariadne looks pretty normal today, actually. The only thing that could maybe be considered odd about this broadcast is the fact that there are a plump corgi and an orange tabby in the background, attempting to eat bubbles. ]

You know, I don't actually feel that different.

[ It's hard to be much more kawaii when you're only 5'1" and already have big brown eyes, after all. ]

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I don't suppose this is such an unusual problem today, given some of the things I've seen both on the street and on the Network, but it's certainly not what I'm accustomed to having happen when I greet someone. It's a little unsettling to find oneself surrounded by rather ethereal ribbons and dreamy-looking roses when all one has done is tip one's hat at a passing young lady.

I'm not even partial to roses.

But, still: every time I say good morning to someone or pass by, it seems as though I'm made to move slowly and through a kind of shimmering haze. It's like I've walked into some kind of sugar fog, if I'm to put a name to it. Everything seems to glitter or shine, these ghostly roses appear, and this soft kind of haze appears. And, just as quickly as it appears, it vanishes again too. I pass by and it all disappears again. I suppose the breeze that picks up just then helps it all to clear, though I wonder where it all goes--hallucinations, perhaps, or just the nonsense of a curse.

I'm sure you believe me, and I know it's a curse, but I'd like proof for myself--

There--I've finally managed to catch just enough of it. And I don't care if I was rude to the young lady I was speaking to. It was enough to make these ridiculous roses appear. Here they are:



Shining roses--as though they're covered with dew. There was a veritable wall of them behind me just now. I suppose that's better than when it seems as though I've a frame of them around my face.

I'm not sure if it's better or worse than the bunches of lace and ribbon that seemed to be hanging around earlier--actually, I think it might just be worse.

What is this nonsense, really?

~C.
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[ooc: I would have edited a Cain picture like I did with No-Name, but Cain already has those giant shiny shoujo eyes. C'mon. (Okay, maybe they're a bit bigger today.) So he gets roses and sparkles and excessive backgrounds and ribbons floating around him and all that today. So sparkly♥~]

[It's the usual background noise of the tea-shop. People sound like they're complaining to Charlie about the glitter everywhere and Charlie sounds like she's had enough. She's arguing right back.]

What, exactly, do you want me to do about the glitter? It's not my fault people are coming in, coated in the stuff. [A pause and then Charlie interrupts whoever is bitching at her.] And I'm not remaking your sandwich or your tea just because you said there was glitter in them. You consumed it all, already.

[More angry muttering from the customer and Charlie speaks again before the feed cuts off.] What is wrong with you? There's children two feet away. Watch your language.

[Charlie speaks to one of the npc staff, sounding tired and annoyed with the entire day.] I'm outta here. See you in the morning.


[And then she finds the device has been recording and she shuts it off.]

[ooc: she's open to talking or run into her on the way home. either works! she is happily curse free.]

[Carla is frowning at herself faintly in a mirror, her cheeks flushed very pink, clearly embarrassed with all of this. Her face is almost as pink as the teacup dress she's standing in. There is a childish sulky tone to her voice when she murmurs,]

...why does she even have this... [She lifts a hand to her hair uncertainly, toying with the fluffy little accessory that's been pinned into her dark hair.] Did someone give it to her as a gift?

[With one leg still in a tall cast she takes a few careful hops backwards to sit down on the edge of a bed, staring down at bare feet, toes curled - (why so much pink?) - against the floor. Her voice lifts, actually speaking to someone,]

I'll have to try your shoes another time.

[It's when she turns to look in that direction that she sees the phone. She had thought it had been tucked out of sight in her jeans, but apparently she was wrong. The realization makes the color in her cheeks darken, and her lower lip blossom into a full pout. Huff.

She defends herself lamely,]

I have better taste than this. [Most days.]


[[ooc; Nope. Couldn't resist. Open action to folks in the warehouse, cause... that's where she's at. Tsun tsun 8(]]

[Accidental Video:]

[The feed turns on to show one Klarth F. Lester, somberly staring out the window with a leaf in hand and twirling the stem between his finger tips. What would immediately catch the viewer's attention would be the rather huge red bow attached to the back of his hat as his cheeks appeared extra pink despite his current mood, like a young girl longing to see her beloved prince.

Immersed in his thoughts, it wasn't until a moment later did he realize that the feed was on.]

GAHH!

[In a panic, he grumbled and quickly tugged his hat down to cover his beet red face while reaching to turn the feed off.]

[ooc; Cursed with burden of kawaii XDDD b]

Sunday was certainly eventful for the lot of you, wasn't it? Ghosts, visions, hallucinations... Seems we've quite the penchant for collecting the supernatural from time to time. Has anyone tried the occasional drizzle of holy water? Future wards, blessings, or the sort? I used to own a few evil eyes, but they turn into tourist trinkets the moment you leave Turkey, I think.

Someone could make a killing with offering exorcisms. Next Father's Day, maybe. Just a thought.

Bes-

[ He pauses. ]

Ariadne, did you put glitter in the milk?

Trophies much...different.

[ the feed turns on to reveal Orca, who is awkwardly trying to position the camera properly. it looks like he's outside, judging from the view of the sky. ]

Ehhm, it's on, right?

[ he clears his throat, into his too-long sleeve, and gives a big, toothy smile. ]

Hi! I'm Vercingetorix! They call me Orca, though. [ pause. ahh, what else was he going to say ..

oh whatever, he's bad at this stuff anyway, so: cutting to the point. ]

I'm looking for people to be my friends! There's a lotta people in this city, there's gotta be someone who'll be my friend, right? [ hopeful smile!! ] And there's gotta be people who are strong, right~!

Oh, and Agito's not allowed, 'cuz I don't have enough patience yet. [ nod. ]

Clint, you need to get your shower fixed.

Because I'm covered in glitter. Oh and my clothes are covered in bows.

I think this curse avoided me today.

[Raikov shakes his head in a semi dramatic fashion. You can see the sparkles fly from his hair. Yep. He simply smirks to himself.]

I'm no different from before. How disappointing.


[OOC: I realize that's actually Raiden but they use Raikov's character model for the short so... 8D]