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[Konata appears on the screen. The picture is a little fuzzy - is her camera lens scratched? - but she's clearly pretty beat up. She has a bandage wrapped around her left hand and a visible lump on her forehead. And she looks. Very. Unhappy.]

Um, if anyone sees my DSi... It's white, with a Pikachu sticker on the back. I think it fell out of my jacket pocket, somewhere around the subway station across the street from the zoo...

So, yeah. Let me know.


... Also, my wallet... dunno where I lost it, it might be in the cafe somewhere...

Yeah.


[She reaches to switch the camera off, but stops short as she decides to say one further thing.]

Oh, and... If I ever find the asshole who cursed me...


... yeah.

[click.]

[ooc: Konata has been cursed with general bad luck by Jun. My vision for the curse is something like this.]

Li Shaoran has left the City.



We're still on for games tonight. Cheer me up.

[Filtered to friends] [... defined loosely. Filter extends to everyone she's on good terms with, even if they rarely talk. Feel free to just assume you're on it, and if you're really insecure you can comment or message me OOCly to check. As an example, Doumeki is on it, and so is Rukia (leftover from the previous Rukias, but still on it). I'll work on updating her CR list, but there's a awful lot of CR there so...]

Okay, well... That month was about as bad as everyone said it would be. I got off easy, but I know some of you guys are still recovering.

Umm... if anyone's in the mood, I'll be having a game night on Sunday. Maybe a good opportunity to put October behind us. And eat Pocky. There'll be movies and video games, and hopefully some tabletop games too. Let me know if you can come. ... Some people have left, so we have a lot of space.

This is usually the part where I ask you, like, "how did you get in here" and "how do I get out" and "what is the true nature of the multiverse".

But I think I pretty much get it by now... So, let's talk like otakus talk and troll the hell out of each other. Let's face it: it's what was going to end up happening anyway.

[Konata is in her nightclothes (comfy shorts and a t-shirt), gasping for breath, with a heavy red fire extinguisher in hand. Every surface of her room is completely covered in sloppy white foam. She grimaces as she notices the recording light on her network device.]

Another entry on my list of powers to never wish for again: pyrokinesis.

I'm not cursed, but I probably should have said this already, so I'll say it now. Sakura, Taiga, I'm sure you guys realize this, but Minorin and the big Shaoran have been gone for a while now.

To apartmentmates: [not actually filtered]

I should have posted about this a week or so ago, but we have a new resident, at least for now. You might have noticed Mako-chan sleeping on our couch these past several days. We'll try to find a more comfortable place to stay for her in the near future, but in the meantime, say hello.

Mako-chan, my roommates are Kuroi-sensei, Hiyorin, Sakura-hime, Shaoran×2, Taiga, Minori and Arche. [ooc list here.]

"We are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike."

Syaoran gave Konata a weird look. He obviously didn't get the reference. "Yeah... But there should be a way out." He shifted his groceries to one side and put his hand on the wall.

Konata shrugged - awkwardly, since she had a grocery bag in either hand. "The way in disappeared behind us, so there doesn't necessarily have to be a way out. We might just be trapped."

"Familiar," Syaoran mumbled, but then he spoke again swiftly. "It's worth a try." He started walking again, not lifting his hand from the wall. Tomoyo had said once that this should lead you out of a maze. It hadn't worked then... but it might work now.

"That sounds like as good a method as any, I guess." Konata walked alongside him, groceries in hand. "What went wrong the last time you tried it?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I think the maze changed while we were in it." He paid attention to the path ahead of them, watching it for change.

"The maze doesn't have to change. A maze like you'll see in a puzzle book probably doesn't loop around on itself, but a real maze might. Imagine if we were walking around a central pillar in a circle, taking more right turns than left turns and ending up where we started?"

Syaoran paused. "We should leave a mark to see if that's what happens." He glanced around for options. He had his sword with him, of course, because in a City like this you couldn't be too careful, but he doubted that hacking through walls would be effective. It hadn't been before. At least they were prepared in case this maze was populated with something dangerous.

Konata pulled a container of blueberries from her shopping bag. "We can leave a trail of these, at least until we run out. And we can count the number of turns we make to make sure we stay pointed in one direction."

Syaoran nodded. It was a good plan.

Cat. We need to talk.

[The post is accompanied by photographs of a thoroughly pillaged kitchen, with talon marks on every cupboard and tufts of grey feathers stuck in the windowsill.]

[OOC: Aftermath of this post as per this plot.]

? Has anyone seen Sakura?

Kero-chan's bowl is empty and she sounds pretty unhappy about it.

[As a reminder, TRC!Sakura-mun is on hiatus from yesterday to next Monday or Tuesday. Also, Sakura's kitten was named Kero-chan in this thread. My sincere apologies. Some apartmentmates (i.e., CCS!Shaoran) may not yet be aware of the name...]

Okay, I take it back. Sleep is not overrated. It's just as awesome as everybody always says it is. I still have a sore throat, though...


Now that we've all gotten a bit of rest, some news:

Apartmentmates of mine may have noticed that the Shaoran content of our dwelling has increased by 100% this week alone. Shaoran, I have to ask you to please stop undergoing mitosis - we only have so many free beds. Anyway, everyone please welcome Li Xiao Lang, who is like Shaoran's seven years younger identical twin brother from another dimension, except not.


Also: I forgot to mention it at the time, but I saw Kurotsuchi Mayuri's picture in the Hall last week. I guess that's one loose end tied up... until he comes back, of course. Nemu, are you still around?

Sleep was overrated anyway.


Tonight: Patlabor marathon until midnight. Who's with me?

Welcome back, all you creepy otaku! Anyone I know this time?


Anyone with a better drill?

[ooc: There's not much of any 4th wall remaining to break, but have at her.]

[Failed private to Uta] (public due to Crossed Wires curse)

So, Uta, I tried to show you this last week to snap you out of your funk, but it didn't work. Anyway, Hiyorin and I made this from the photos I took during the pimp curse:

( Cut not IC )

[Awesome artwork c/o Rei (songofdreams)!]

[Private to Cain]

Tenchou, I'm over at Uta's place. She's sick and won't be at work today.

[Private to Uta]

So, kiddo. What's this about what maybe being like what? ^_^

We now interrupt your irregularly scheduled blizzard for a public service announcement (to my apartmentmates):

Happy Father's Day. My dad is here. He says he's invisible to everyone but me.

I'll try to keep an eye on him, but today would be a good day for everyone to wear pants.

Yuuko, I'm sending you a bill for last night. Feeding wandering eight year olds (or whatever) and the odd dimension witch is one thing, but I draw the line at gigantic, rapacious flying omnivores. It ate EVERYTHING.


Sensei, I need your car. It's time to restock the kitchen... We should plan on making several trips.