I have such a craving for ice cream. [Which is disgusting considering she knows where that scent is coming from.] I can see people practically melting on the street. This curse is ridiculous and I hope those affected will...solidify.

[Can you imagine those tombstones? "Here Lies ____, He/She Melted".]

Speaking of curses - as well as other ailments - I am working part-time in one of the clinics. I know not everyone is comfortable with Magical cures, but I assure you the Potions I make (when ingredients are available) are quite safe. Think of them as natural remedies.

Besides making Potions, I can also use spells if...you allow me. I promise I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable.

[She shifts and closes something that sounds like a thick tome.]

I'm keeping track of the curses that frequent the City the most. For some of them, it might be possible to help the affected through it without the curse altering their life negatively. But I'm wary about testing my theories because the Deities might have already accounted for my abilities. In fact, I'm sure they have. [That's followed by a low sigh.] I'm not about to give up on the idea, however. I just have to outsmart them.

[ action - backdated to yesterday]
[Mao runs through the streets of the City as he is chased by a mob of cats who look like they're high on ecstasy.]

WHY ARE THERE ALSO MEN?!

[Guess who tastes like catnip-flavored ice cream today. GUESS.]




[ action - today ]
[If you happen to be walking by the Welcome Center today, you'll see more cats than you've ever seen in your life swarming and fighting and playing outside it. How cute, you might think.

WRONG. Get a little closer and you'll see that they're all trying to lick up Mao, who is rapidly melting and unable to escape.

What is his life?]

[Voice Post;]
[Clicky-clicky, settling sounds. Okay, okay. There's a little chatter in the background, some voices. Ah--a familiar voice, the owner of this device (if one knows him--such as one can know him):]

You ready?

[Some agreeing sounds. Another pause... And then...]

Oooooooooh! You cursed brat! Look what you've done! I'm melting! Melting! Oh, what a world! What a world! Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness? Oooooh, look out! I'm going! Oooooh! Ooooooh!

[It's a pity it's only audio--but it must be said that the audio imitation isn't...bad. I mean, it's as good as one might expect. The visual must be quite the remarkable pantomime show, as the nearby giggles would suggest. Perhaps he's disappearing into his own jacket and spinning into the floor behind the magic shop counter with a bend of the knee and careful timing (actually, this is what's happening, and it is a decent little pantomime trick).]

Oooooooooh...

[Silence... A giggle.]

Hey!

[Okay, jumping back up, yeah. That explains the snapping slap of footfalls.]

And that's the Network today, ain't it? Well. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen and...whatever else. Thank you. Thank you.

[Some giggling and a little applause. A little.]

All right, all right, okay. That's enough laughter at the expense of the cursed and less fortunate. I'll do a better one. Okay.

[The rattleslap zippering sound of shuffling cards.]

Here... Whoops--gonna need both hands, so--

[Click.]
[//voice post ends]

[ooc: Someone's on the Network while at work. Ooooooh! But you can't fault him. He does good Wizard of Oz jokes, right? Sure. And his timing is the best. tl;dr: he's actually hanging out doing sleight of hand and other card tricks and coin tricks and nonsense for lulz at the shop. It helps sales. Sure.]