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poly_chromatic2012-11-03 11:00 am
misterblackbird) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-11-03 11:00 am
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Entry 588; Day 1415
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It seems the tourists are back again today--this really is becoming something of a tradition. How amusing that it would fall so close to the halfway point of my 'anniversary' of coming into the City. Five and a half years and perhaps the only constants have been the Clock, the Carousel, and these periodic invasions.
It's rather like bad weather or any of the curses: it's going to happen, sooner or later.
But I'm in no humour for this ordeal this time.
Nor am I especially holding out hope that anyone I should like to see will appear. I'd almost rather they didn't anymore.
If you think you need me, you really don't. Send a message if matters are pressing. If the cafe is desperate for my help, send for me, but I'd like to avoid being trampled for as long as I can. I may be going out, but only in desperation.
Why anyone would visit the City, I shall never understand.
~C.
[ooc: Cain is still moping after the circus ordeal. But hit him. Hit him hard. Anything that really unsettles him will either be written off as the ravings of a lunatic or fade from memory after the curse. (And, just as a side note, so everyone knows what I mean by that, Cain is from Volume 5 [North American numbering] of Godchild.) I'd prefer it if he not get spoiled on his own ending, but he can also just forget what anyone tells him.]
It seems the tourists are back again today--this really is becoming something of a tradition. How amusing that it would fall so close to the halfway point of my 'anniversary' of coming into the City. Five and a half years and perhaps the only constants have been the Clock, the Carousel, and these periodic invasions.
It's rather like bad weather or any of the curses: it's going to happen, sooner or later.
But I'm in no humour for this ordeal this time.
Nor am I especially holding out hope that anyone I should like to see will appear. I'd almost rather they didn't anymore.
If you think you need me, you really don't. Send a message if matters are pressing. If the cafe is desperate for my help, send for me, but I'd like to avoid being trampled for as long as I can. I may be going out, but only in desperation.
Why anyone would visit the City, I shall never understand.
~C.
[ooc: Cain is still moping after the circus ordeal. But hit him. Hit him hard. Anything that really unsettles him will either be written off as the ravings of a lunatic or fade from memory after the curse. (And, just as a side note, so everyone knows what I mean by that, Cain is from Volume 5 [North American numbering] of Godchild.) I'd prefer it if he not get spoiled on his own ending, but he can also just forget what anyone tells him.]
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