A really weird man says that he knows me.

I assume he's from my world. I can only guess that it's someone I've known previously and merely forgotten. He wants to see me, but-

Well, I suppose it wouldn't be so awful. He's not an Immortal. Still, I need to be cautious.With all the mice- it was like being back home! The alleyways had a lot of them ( Read more... )

[Hurried footsteps]

GO AWAY!

[Heavy breathing, a surprised gasp]

Leave me alone! DON'T TOUCH ME!

[Perhaps a whimper, barely audible]

Too many- Immortals and mortals, there are too many of them and I can't tell. I can't tell![ooc | Strikes are thoughts. Czes is running around, afraid of being betrayed and KILLED. So he's hiding from all of you ( Read more... )

[A low grunt, the sounds of two people arguing before an exasperated and frustrated voice pleads]

Someone please assist me in removing this lunatic from me.

I don't want to be shot a third time. What an annoyance. You really think he'd learn by now.

He's a bad, bad man!

At least he's not
Incapabl

I'll even offer payment. Please- he's really ( Read more... )

[A soft whimper followed by a pained moan. His voice is low, barely audible, labored.]

S-stay- stay away.

[Sharp intake of breath - it's painful]

No-

[A louder scream, a childish cry]

Fer-

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I'm not quite sure to make of this situation. It's definitely interesting but disadvantageous to my overall guise.

Though, I'm grateful that it is a rather harmless transformation. I really appreciate keeping my senses and personality.

It's kind of scary being an adult so suddenly ( Read more... )

These curses are wholly inconvenient. A curse to tell the truth. I almost feared that there were more immortals here than I thought.

Currently, only one other immortal resides here to my knowledge. I must keep a close eye. I can't-What a strange City. I don't get it at all ( Read more... )

Typewriter, Czeslaw. It's like a typewriter..

This City is so big!

And weird. Why is everyone talking so funny? I haven't seen anyone speak quite so archaic in my lifetime. Surprising.

Is this a 'curse'? I think it is safe to assume so. I don't believe I've been affected.Mr. Jacuzzi has been taking really good care of me. And Mr. Isaac is here, ( Read more... )

[Audio]
[A tapping sound, a mutter]

What is this? This is not Manhattan or the 1930s. Perhaps I should use this thing.

A typewriter?

[A childish voice louder than necessary, sounding confused, distressed.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? I'm lost, and-

[A pause, a well-placed whimper]

-I'm alone.

Surely there's someone here of use. I need shelter ( Read more... )