28 February 2014 @ 04:29 pm
[Curt is standing in the square]

"Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go." Well, however you feel about me, I'm going now, so this is your last chance to say goodbye--or anything else. I'll miss this place and I'll miss the people, but maybe I'll see some of you again, somewhere across the universe. I'm not sure where I'm going, but have ax, will travel. I'm not ready to go home just yet. [He shrugs.] Keep rockin' City.
15 February 2014 @ 08:14 pm
Hey everyone, welcome to the City. In honor of this crazy fucking door, Time Bomb, the City's most awesome and also only rock band, and I, Curt Wild, will be holding an open jam session at the Blue Light, from now until they kick us out. A limited range of random instruments will be available for those who didn't happen to wander here with their own. Come play or come watch or just come over and say hi.
08 February 2014 @ 10:00 pm
[It's...Curt? Yeah, must be given that while dude looks like a lady, he's wearing leopard print and feeling himself up on camera.]

I was hoping they'd somehow be a little larger this time, but tits are tits. As much trouble as this City's caused me, times like these make me appreciate it because, it's like, when else could you ever have this experience? I think it's fun.
15 January 2014 @ 06:33 pm
[A man with long bleach-blond hair, wearing tight-fitting silver pants, a collar, and nothing else, is standing in the square looking really confused. And cold. Very cold. He is pressing random buttons on his device because it looks like it could be some kind of phone or radio or something.]

Hello? Is this on? Was I abducted by aliens? Because I remember I was on the roof with that kid and I think I saw a flying saucer at one point but also I was high, but I'm pretty sure this isn't London. Unless I'm still high, but I'm pretty sure I'm not.

[His voice is rough and American and it sounds like he needs a good nights sleep.]
31 October 2012 @ 07:26 pm

[The video is being shot accidentally out of the back of Curt's pocket so there's not much to see except a jumpy image of rapidly receding building and streets as if Curt is running awfully past, although it's a little hard to see because of the--wait, what is that? It's not...a tail? Yep, definitely appears to be a very furry tail. Hmm, maybe that is somehow connected to all the howling.

Those who run into him in person--or are run into by him--will be confronted by a still fairly humanoid werewolf Curt, but honestly that may be less scary than the "normal" Curt of a few hours ago who was dressed in a headband with wolf ears, a fur vest, and a tail. The really scary part is the fact that only the ears were purchased with Halloween in mind.
17 September 2012 @ 09:00 pm
Is there anyone in the city who plays:



Or maybe is just interested enough in joining a rock band to learn?

Or really hot and in possession of a tambourine?
22 July 2012 @ 06:50 pm

[Curt is speaking to the confession cam. There is a tiny logo in the corner of the screen, indicating that we're watching City's Next Top Cat Trainer.]

I wouldn't say I have a strategy, exactly. I mean, for me it's kind of a success when my cat doesn't attack me as soon as I bring the hoop out.

[Curt turns the camera a bit and we can see Beast, his cat, hissing at a hula hoop.]

I'm trying not to let it get me down, though, you know? I could still turn this thing around if the other contestants are having this much trouble. Which they might be, because I'm not really sure it's possible to train a cat to do anything.

[He scrunches up his face in thought and then goes to turn the camera off while muttering.]

I think I need to call my manager.

[ooc: Open for action if you would like to be another contestant or a judge. They're in a mansion somewhere, idk.]
11 July 2012 @ 09:20 pm


[Curt is just running through the streets naked. Because why stop at being naked when you can also streak. It's not like he's never done this before or isn't perfectly confident in his physical attributes. This takes place before he goes to get Stephen.]
30 June 2012 @ 07:07 pm
I don't know why, but I've always thought of these days in terms of wondering if I'll get to see anyone I know, when maybe that's not any more likely than running into someone really cool, from history or something. Like Cleopatra or Blackbeard or something. That would be far out. I wonder if Mozart would be down to jam or if he'd be kind of stuck up or what.

[ooc: Anything goes , but my internet is out due to the recent stormpocalypse and I'm shamelessly stealing internet from my friend who lives in the same buildingand also I'm spending tomorrow flying out to see my dad so tags might be sporadic and then disappear.]
26 June 2012 @ 07:06 pm
Everything is terrible and also what the hell do rabbits eat?

Stephen went home.
31 May 2012 @ 09:45 pm

I'm smaller than a deer and I can talk for some reason, so I guess today is okay.
21 April 2012 @ 09:55 pm
Well, if this isn't a blast from the past.

Image )

[ooc: Curt's pictures..]
16 April 2012 @ 10:13 pm
[Curt's eyes are a bit bloodshot and he's just...talking even more slowly and more vaguely than normal.]

So...I know a lot of people died last night...me too...but look. Can we all just take a second...because I think everyone should take a moment to focus on the fact that I played the viola. 'Cause, man, that was just totally weird.

Also, why don't I have any cookies? Like...the ones with all the m&ms on them. Those would be really colorful.

31 March 2012 @ 09:41 pm
Cut for video, not IC )

[ooc: Memory theater go! He doesn't know this was posted and while this was actually happening never noticed the presence of a certain blue-haired figure...]
18 March 2012 @ 06:44 pm
Yesterday morning I woke up and told myself, "Don't drink the green beer, Curt. No one dyes a decent beer green." I don't actually remember when I decided to ignore my own advice, but it was probably some time after I got the sparkly green hat. I don't tend to regret partying, but I regret the green beer at least. That shit's disturbing coming back up.

[Private to Stephen]
At any point last night, did you draw a shamrock on my ass? Because if that wasn't you, I only have more questions.
29 February 2012 @ 11:22 pm
I've been doing a lot of thinking...I haven't been able to do a lot else when I'm afraid my axe is gonna shatter if try to play. To be honest, I think something's been missing with me. Like part of my drive has been gone. And I don't want to say that because I've been trying to stay kind of healthy and stable that makes me worse as artist or something because I sure as hell hope that's not true, but I feel like I need to take drastic measures. Something to break me out of my rut. As much as my current relationship is great and all sometimes you have to make sacrifices.

For a while. Maybe not for that long.

[ooc: Curse affected, very much so. Also, I have this take home midterm thing, so depending how that goes might have to leave most of my tagging until Friday.]

23 February 2012 @ 09:50 pm
[This post is nothing but a video file download, named only for a date about a month in the past. It's not posted like a normal video entry recorded specifically for the Network, because it comes from Curt's personal collection.

Anyone stupid enough (or voyeuristic enough) to actually watch something something from Curt's personal video collection. Is treated to a totally innocuous clip of Curt making goofy faces with Stephen laughing in the background.

"Say hi to the camera," says Curt, pointing the camera in the other direction.

Stephen, bass in hand, waves.

"We should make a music video or something. Or just have Neil get all our gigs on...digital? Yeah. And not just the bigger concerts, cuz--"

The video cuts off suddenly and then back to a view mostly of Curt's hand. "Yeah, it's off now," which is clearly a lie because when Curt's hand moves away, there's a tilted and slightly obstucted view of his bed, with Stephen in the middle. And when Curt pounces it's clear that yes, this is exactly that kind of video and this is probably the point when you should stop watching unless you didn't get enough of Stephen's relatively furry chest during the curse a few weeks ago. After a few minutes of increasingly steamy shirtless makeouts, Curt is really close to getting Stephen's pants off when Stephen happens to look up.

"Dude, it is not off, the light is still on."

"What? No, it shouldn't be recording." Curt sighs. "I'll check." And after a nice view of (clothed) rock star crotch, the video ends.]
27 January 2012 @ 09:45 pm

Normally with visitors here like this I'd be trying to throw together a gig...but right now I don't think that'd be such a good idea. Reduced number and all. Still, these weekends are always interesting.

[ooc: Anyone and anything welcome!]
21 January 2012 @ 06:35 pm

Where the fuck am I?

[OOC: Curt has a case of Feels Like The First Time today. He's from the very end of the movie which means straight from a slightly dystopian version of 1984 New York.]