Lisa, do you want a house?
I have an extremely hypothetical question concerning complete idiots who may or may not be attractive and engaged.
[Heeeeeeeere's Azula limping into her room at Cuddy's house after her latest (and last?) tangle with the Joker-- she's sporting several bad cuts and bruises and a black eye, and she holds a badly sprained right arm protectively against her side as she flops down on the bed]

... Fine. I'm not doing it again.
[Heeeeeeeere's Azula having a good old-fashioned freak-out-- storming around her room, throwing fire, smashing a few things, and probably scaring the servants half to death]

[she's also ranting like crazy (... okay, pun intended) and even crying a little bit; basically, all of her frustrations/anger/~*emo*~/etc. about Ozai, Ty Lee, the Fire Nation, the community, and EVERYTHING are coming out right now]

[A few relevant words may be audible here and there (idk what, it doesn't really matter; make shit up if you want), but mostly all that can be heard is:]

It's not fair; it's not fair; IT'S NOT FAIR!
... Lisa, I don't know whether or not you were planning on keeping us a secret somehow, but your boyfriend knows we stay here. He came in to take care of Rachel and woke me up.
At least viruses like that don't take away time from our actual worlds. It'd be extremely difficult to explain to my court why I was missing for four days. And what's more, I have to find a good place to dispose of these idiotic pamphlets. Like I actually care about "HPV", whatever that is.

Actually, Mom, I have a ques--

...

Lisa, I have a question for you.

After all these "family" viruses, I suppose it was only a matter of time a slip-up.
bentflame: (hair-twirl)
I hadn't realized how many things I was keeping in that house until I started packing it all. I think I have more personal effects in New Jersey than I do in the Fire Nation-- though really, that makes sense; it's much safer there than it is here.

On another note: is this really legitimate? It seems a bit melodramatic, but people do get like that sometimes, especially here-- I've certainly seen it often enough. It'll be interesting to see whether or not he's actually dead this time. How many times has he faked it, so far?

... Lisa, if you ever die and say goodbye in a recording, I'm going to kill you.
For those of you hanging around on the main community, don't any of you dare tell--

[She stops suddenly, with a sharp intake of breath; there's a low growl of anger at herself for feeling the way she does, and she suddenly SLAMS her fist down on her desk with a loud bang]

[Then she remembers to switch off the audio 8)]


Don't any of you dare say anything. Is that clear?

...

Dr. Cuddy, I want to talk t-- I wish to speak with you when you get home from work.
bentflame: (relaxed)
Three nights in a row. It's always the noose too; can't my dreams at least let me die heroically?

It's all that other Zuko's fault.

I'm glad I'm not the type to get scared or wake up screaming or something ridiculous like that; that would just be pathetic.


How many of you have been threatened with death? Furthermore, were you afraid, or did you actually do something about it?

And Dr. Cuddy, are we still going shopping this weekend?
The former Fire Lord Ozai is dead. I personally recovered his body.

I am the sole remaining member of my family; of Sozin's line.

OOC: ... She doesn't count Zuko, of course. AND SHE'S GOING TO GO FIND CUDDY so any replies will be forward-dated a little bit. 8)
... It's fall.

Summer ended too quickly.

{LOCKED TO CUDDY} )
He was lying.

When was the last time I heard that? The only time? From her. She was lying too; she let the community take her. Weak.

No one ever means it, especially not parents. Why would anyone want to hear something like that?

Love.

"Love".

Love.

Such a silly little word.

OOC: Reference!
[Here we have Azula coming down the stairs at Cuddy's house, going into the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea before going back home. While waiting for the water to boil she stops to turn on the television, just because she can. Flipping through the channels, lalala... there's a baseball game, some cop show, an stylistic sequence of someone firebending-- WAIT A SECOND. She flips back to that, and curiously begins to watch what is, of course, the intro to the television show Avatar: The Last Airbender (which I looked for all over YouTube and COULD NOT FIND; it's all fan-made openings, sob).]

[When the opening titles end and she speaks, she sounds annoyed-- and genuinely surprised:]

It takes the Avatar's side?
I have to learn how to play poker.

If it actually happens, of course. You people go on and on about how I don't know how to be polite, but at least I know not to try hosting a gathering somewhere without asking the owner's permission. It's incredibly inconsiderate.

I'll be watching my tea. If anyone tries to get smart and spike it with anything, we'll have more than words.
[When she first speaks, her voice sounds hollow, and incredibly, incredibly bitter]

I could destroy this place.

I could destroy this book, and destroy my worldhopping feather, and it would never be able to take anything from me ever again. And before that, I could--

[Three deep, shaky breaths; trying to calm herself]

I could forget everything. I did it before. It could make it all just be a dream, and make it so it couldn't have taken her, because she never existed.

[More breathing]

But I shouldn't--

It's not fair.

It's not FAIR!

[There's the shattering of glass, then a sharp cry of pain that sounds more surprised than hurt-- and it's right about then that she happens to look over at her desk and realize that all this is being recorded to the community]

Ugh!

Why can't this place just leave me ALONE!

[And after shrieking this directly at the book, she slams the recording off]

{EDITED IN ABOUT AN HOUR LATER; TEXT; LOCKED TO CUDDY} )

OOC: Refereeeeence.
It's not any of your business what words I use. I can say "homesick" if I want to!

You don't control me. Not what I do, and not what I think.
I'm not homesick. I have no reason to be anymore. To everybody who replied to my father's post, shut up and stop encouraging him.
Two days ago, the former Fire Lord Ozai agreed to surrender his false claim to the throne without a fight, in order to stop the wave of assassination attempts that had plagued him. His actions were commendable; the capital is currently far more peaceful and stable than it was even yesterday, and it grows more so by the hour. He is currently being kept under house arrest in his wing of the palace-- access to the community has not been denied him, but no worldhoppers will be allowed in or out. I, of course, have returned to take my rightful place as Fire L--

[Suddenly the door bangs open, and a man's voice can be heard shouting:]

Ozai is the true Fire Lord! Anyone who says otherwise is a traitor, and traitors must die!

[There's the sound of a struggle, and of fire crackling, and then the audio cuts out]

OOC: All replies will be forward-dated by about an hour, she will totally talk out of her ass and insist that the Fire Nation capital is less chaotic and dangerous than it obviously is, etc., etc.

EDIT: OKAY SO I just realized that I'm not getting email notifs; bear with me and fail!LJ. :|

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