... I have a cold. I have a headache, and I can't stop coughing or sneezing or other unsightly things. I suppose this means I won't be going to the Vatican for the day tomorrow.

This is going to happen every winter here, isn't it.
It's pathetic the way people think they can bother or scare you with their words, isn't it.

[ooc: pretend this is posted at like. 3AM ICly. 8|]
[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!
[She's still in the same empty, alternate-universe room as before]

... You've all gone insane.
[When she starts talking, her voice is steady and normal-- after all, nothing's wrong]


I've been incredibly busy today. Seven meetings in a row, three of them with generals from the front-- where things are, of course, going well. I didn't even make it to the spa toda--

[Her voice cuts off; she's just tried to worldhop to New Jersey and discovered that it doesn't work]

... Well, that's odd. Does the magic of these feathers wear off after a while?

[And trying again]

... It's not working.

[A third time]

Why isn't it working?

[She grabs the book and YELLS into it]


[OOC: Reference! 8)
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.
[She sounds tired]

This is the fourth day of this virus, and so if the timeline is anything like the others, it should be the last. Of course, I think it's clear that this is not like other viruses. Even though my experience hasn't been all that abnormal so far, it's possible that--

[Suddenly she lets out a very undignified-sounding gasp, and there's a shattering of glass as she drops the teacup she was holding]

[Audio out]

OOC: lol the bb is kicking her and it's freaking her out 8| AND ANY REPLIES WILL BE FORWARD-DATED A LITTLE because she's going to go see if she can bum around in Cuddy's office.
I want any and all information on [livejournal.com profile] future_games, the man who claims he can paint people's futures.


OOC: Reference!
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.
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)





This place is more trouble than it's worth.
I am NOT promiscuous.

OOC: Reference; overreacting is fun!
[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]


Why can't this place just leave me ALONE!

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


OOC: Refereeeeence.
bentflame: (looking for a way out)
... It must have been one of those day-long viruses. Or a god, but since the one other person who was afflicted was completely random, it's not likely that--

It doesn't matter.


OOC: She can see again, so all replies/threads in her comm entry will be backdated! <3
My sixteenth birthday is in one month.

Things will have to be different this year.
[Have a shot of Azula standing in front of her big bathroom mirror, putting on lipstick and using makeup to cover up the dark circles under her eyes. She's just finishing up when the video starts, so this only takes a couple of moments-- after she's done, she steps back and is about to go back into her room... but suddenly she turns back to the mirror, a frown on her face. Peering critically into the mirror, she turns this way and that, examining her figure (mostly her chest) as she does so. Her fingers skim along the the bottom of her shirt, like she's contemplating pulling it off, but at the last moment she decides not to.

Satisfied, she turns on her heel and walks out.]

OOC: Eris told her she didn't look completely perfect. Woe.
[Audio opens with a man (presumably one of Azula's guards) talking:]

-- A big execution. We were only following orders, Fire Lord; the former Fire Lord Ozai knew killing your consort would be a good way to get at you, and we had no choice but to obey him. She cried for you when they strung her up.

[When Azula speaks, there's nothing in her voice but hot fury-- if she feels anything else, she's hiding it well]

If what you're saying is true, then you executed a prisoner without the ruling Fire Lord's consent-- I'm sure I don't need to tell you how illegal that is. I'll be looking into this, and if I find even a shred of truth to this statement of yours, every last one of you will pay! Do you understand me?

[After a humble-sounding "Yes, Fire Lord", the guard exits, and Azula makes a little hmph sound, as if trying to brush it off... then suddenly takes off for the bathroom. There's the muffled sound of vomiting. Lovely.]

OOC: Reference; Ozai is a dick. 8)



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