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[Video]

(Recorder turns on to reveal a stirring Vicki on the front seat of a boat. She's half sitting up and looks about to go back to sleeping when she realizes something is not quite right.)

What the....

(Sitting up quickly she looks not very happy to be there.)

.....You're kidding me. What is this, some kind of love tunnel?

What kind of curse is this?!

(Grabbing onto the edge of the boat, she peers over and around her.)

(muttered) Wonderful, not even a ledge I could climb onto...stupid curse...

(Then she trails off as she realizes something else is different.)

....everything feels different...almost like it did before.

I'm not so cold..(She looks at her hands in awe.) Am I..? Did it work?

..I think I'm alive again..



(OOC: Vicki's on a boat! Also, she has her life back thanks to the deity trade she made earlier :D. She'll likely be too surprised at everything to notice if anyone's on the boat with her, so feel free to hop on in and surprise her!)

[Voice]

Thank you everyone for helping me out when I needed to know about making deals with the deities. I've made my decision now.

(Bit of a pause as she carefully thinks about what to say next)

...Also, I'm sorry to any I rated yesterday. I wasn't trying to make it public but I couldn't stop myself. I hope I didn't offend anyone...

[Filtered to Deities]

I'd like to make a deal.

[End Filter]


[OOC: A bit late in posting this up and I was out yesterday so apologies for all the backtags! She's finally decided and is going to attempt a deity trade for her life.]

( [Private] )

It's been a while City.

I hope everyone is still well and not too badly cursed today. I've again managed to avoid this curse, but I think the ticking is as bad or worse than the curses. If any of you are able to though, I would need some help.

I'd like to find a job. I'm not sure how long the apartment is paid for but I think I need to be prepared in case the worst happens. Skills wise, I used to work on the Police Force in my city and I was a Private Investigator before I was pulled into this world. I'm willing to do other jobs as well, seeing as the City doesn't quite work the same way my home does. I also have no other commitments so I'm free at all hours right now.

[Filtered away from Deities]

...I'd also need some information. I'm looking to make a deal with the deities and I'd like to know if anyone's done it in the past. It would be good to know exactly what I'm dealing with before I talk to them.

Thanks.

[End filter]


[OOC: FINALLY! I've gotten enough confidence to try a Vicki post. If its a little off or doesn't sound quite right, do PM me. I've been struggling with her the most out of both my characters and I'm worried about how her voice is coming through. I'd like to make the needed changes asap since I'd like to ease myself back in with her.

Feel free to tag her with anyone and everyone. She's looking for some help as is and I need to get myself tagging with her!]

Tell me if I'm wrong but, I always remember Santa being a jolly fellow in a red suit who would bring toys and presents to kids.

The Santa that was here yesterday fit none of that description other than the red suit. He was more of an axe-wielding psychopath than a jolly fat man. Not someone I'd ever want to see back at home.

I just hope this isn't a preview of what Christmas will be like...

[Accidental Voice]

..These things really are everywhere. Even on the streetlights!

Someone must've worked over time to get this done...




(OOC: Mistletoe curse anyone? She's currently sitting near the fountain watching all the smooching from the sidelines. She doesn't think she's in any danger sitting under a streetlight...right underneath the mistletoe. Strangers, friends, etc are welcome to attack at will. Tagging will be kinda slow but I'll try to keep up with it for tonight and tomorrow ^_^)

[Voice]

I checked the hall of missing. To anyone who knew Henry Fitzroy and Tony Foster, they've left the city.





....It's so quiet here now..




(OOC: So...she's not doing so well. Although Henry had been missing for a bit, she's been avoiding the Hall due to what happened to her there. Now that Tony went missing she braved it and saw that they were both indeed gone from the City. Knowing that, being in an empty apartment and having just visited the place she was killed in, she's a wreck. )

[Voice]

Hello there, this is Victoria. I require some help from the City.

My dresses, all of them, seem to have gone missing and all I have to wear are these uncomfortable trousers. I would really love to have my dresses back, or at least have a dress to spend the day in until I can find a suitable one from one of the shops.

If anyone could be so kind as to help me find a dress, I would be very grateful.

,,,,,

Tony, I hope this is not your doing because I will be most displeased if it is.




[OOC: Genre Switch curse brings you...Princess Vicki! She will be absolutely lady-like today, or as lady-like as she can be in "trousers" xD. ]

[Voice/Action]

(A strained and hushed voice breaks the silence of the device's recording.)

..Tony?



[OOC: And Vicki is back. City!Dead with some scars, both physical and mental of the whole thing. She's really upset right now but the police are free to try to talk to her. Just be gentle ^^;.]

[NOTE: This is up at such a time because I won't be at home until the afternoon or evening tomorrow ^^;. I'll tag once I get home!]

[Video/Action]

The figure sitting near the bottom of the wall comes into focus first. Although she wouldn’t wear it normally, the crimson make up looks pretty on her pale skin. Someone has painstakingly applied it in all the right places and it makes her look almost life like. Vicki’s eyes are blank though as they stare at the camera from under the make up, open but no longer seeing anything.

She has been propped up against the wall in a sitting position. She would look almost like a doll, if it wasn't for the mess of red that is her body. Mutilated by something long and sharp, her body is covered in blood, likely the same blood used to write on the wall.

The portraits hanging on the wall have come into focus, as does the scrawl across them. A swastika, written in blood, is marring the faces of those who had left the City. Underneath that, the words “Final Act” could be seen, written in the same manner and ink as the swastika.

Vicki’s eyes continue staring as the image goes black.




[ooc: Victim for Rip's plot! ]

[Video]

Odd clothes again? The City must hate the way I dress.

Does anyone know what I'm supposed to be in this? The hat seems a bit much but this staff isn't too bad....not bad for a weapon..


[OOC: I had to xD. Sorry Harry! Vicki is totally cursed to be crossing over with your canon, "The Dresden Files" . How many other detectives do we know that are wizards? She's pretty confused about it though.]

[Accidental Voice]

..if I have to put up with one more minstrel singing nonsense, I'm turning this thing off for the day!

The King, a minstrel..honestly what's next?

I hope this isn't the deities idea of fun because it is getting really annoying, really fast. It doesn't help that everyone stayed after midnight!

(some muffled shouting heard, like it's coming through a wall or door)

..No I don't want to hear about it. Just go away!




(OOC: Second 4th wall day, Vicki is not amused. Yesterday she was accosted by a minstrel and the King from Burger King. Despite her protests, 4th walling is a go to a degree. Don't tell her she'll become a vampire in the future. Everything else can be said but she can not know that part. Thanks and have at her!)

( [Private // Hard to Hack] )



It's strange how these curses work. Every time I think that I've seen the worst of them, the Deities throw us an even worse one.

I was thinking that tonight would be the worst, since it is Halloween. So far it seems to be quite clear...

..Although there are a lot of people here...does this usually happen on Halloween?




(OOC: Vicki's first fourth wall day!! Mixed with a bit of angst from that last curse of course. She never expected to see that and for her, it's probably one of the worst things she could see. Otherwise, this is wide open to fourth walling (she'll never believe your crazy stories xD). )

NOTE: I will be work all day tomorrow and then I will be out all night with my co-workers. If I can get one the computer for even a few moments after work, I'll try to tag very quickly. Otherwise I'll update this asap Sunday!

[Accidental Voice]

(the voice sounds a bit like Vicki but more like a male version of Vicki)

This is never supposed to happen!

I know I'm quite the tomboy, but really? A man's body?!

This is ridicul -

Is this thing on!?!

(some fumbling and cursing before a click is head)


(OOC: Bit late due to assignments and work but here she is. Or should I say he. Vicki is a man for today.  She is also not amused.)

[Action/ Video]

[Although she had spent time with Henry earlier, the happy Vicki from then is completely gone. Lying on the couch, she does not seem well at all. Her face is contorted in pain as she gasps, struggling to breathe. It's almost like something is trying to kill her from the inside.]

....s..stop...

[She moans and rolls off the couch and out of view of the camera. Another gasp and a cry of pain before she goes silent. A few moments pass in dead silence before finally, a low growl is heard.]

[Jumping onto the couch gracefully, the lynx is every bit the predator and is just raring to have a go at someone. Were-Vicki's tail flicks and her ears move, trying to track the noises in the apartment. Turning suddenly, she rushes at the door and scratches it until she gets her claws around the bottom and opens it. Her form disappearing from view, the only noise now is her paws padding down the hallway to freedom and the possibility of a kill.]



(OOC: Somewhat of a placeholder as I have 2 midterms tomorrow. I will backdate as early as before bed tonight and as late as tomorrow afternoon. Had to do this curse. Vicki is a were-lynx, brought on by a friendly make out session meeting  with Henry on the couch (approved by Henry-mun). She is now in your streets being lynx-like and vicious. If anyone would like to have themselves assaulted by a were-vicki, or would like to attempt to stop said were-vicki, please feel free!)

[Voice]

I am not moving down! How did you even get into the apartment and why are you having a tea party in the living room!?

(mumbled argument from other party)

I don't care if I'm dressed for the party, I am not going to be moving!

(more mumbling from other party)

You know what?- [connection lost]

...............................................................................................

[reconnected]

Tony, there is a tea party in the living room.

Also, I can't seem to stay still so I'm out for a walk.



[OOC: Vicki is cursed and wearing this dress. Feel free to poke at her while she's out walking.]

[Voice]

(some rustling as bed sheets are moved)

..don't want to get up...tired..

(more rustling..then a slight thump as she rolls out of bed)

OW! ..not supposed to happen like that..

Hey..this isn't my room... Oh no, what time is it?! I forgot to call Mom! I was supposed to be home at midnight!

(Silence for a few moments as one can hear clothes rustling.)

None of these fit right! (mumbled) ....how did I even get here.....didn't drink last night....she's going to be mad...

(slight creak of a door opening and then footsteps are heard before she starts talking to herself again.)

Definitely a guy's place..


( OOC: )

[Video]

[The feed clicks on and a fuzzy view of a grimy prison cell can be seen. The camera is on the floor and almost strategically placed to be level with the prone figure lying just in front of the bars. The cell itself is dead silent and when the camera focuses, the reason is apparent.

The prone figure turns out to be a fairly injured Vicki. If one couldn't see her breath in the cold air, one might actually assume she's dead due to how still she is. Looking like she'd just been in a big fight, Vicki is lying on the floor with her eyes closed and a nasty bruise on her face. Her clothes have also seen better days and more worrying are the deep blue and purple bruises that she is sporting on her arms. One can only assume how many more bruises she has underneath her clothes. Not one to easily be thrown into jail, Vicki certainly looks like one who has resisted arrest or refused to answer some questions.]


( OOC: )


(EDIT: I'll be back a bit later. Dinner  >_<)

[Voice/ Fail Filter to Tony]

(Panting is heard and the sound of running)

Damn it!

(the huffing continues for a bit but the running seems to have stopped)

..think I lost it..

Tony! I need help!

This damn thing has me practically cornered and I'm having a hell of a time finding any route with this tiny flashlight. If you know anything that can get rid of giant monsters and hedge mazes that go on forever, I would seriously appreciate the help right now.

I really have to get out of this maze. I don't think this is a friendly mons-  (she cuts off as heavy footsteps are heard)

Shit!

(sounds of running can be heard again as the heavy footsteps fall a bit further behind)






(OOC: Yes its a minotaur type thing, yes Vicki has trouble seeing in the dark, yes it's very dark in the maze and she only has a tiny flashlight. She thought she had filtered it to Tony but was in to much of a rush to actually get it right.)

[Video]

(Rustling is heard from the corner as someone struggles to get out of a dress. Slowly a tousle haired and annoyed Vicki comes into view wearing a new and apparently not removable dress. Apparently not aware that the device is recording she starts cursing as she tugs once more on the dress.)

What the hell is this?!

I don't even own a dress like this and yet here I am wearing it without ever putting it on. To make matters worse, I can't seem to get out of it either.

(She pauses as if she had just realized something and turning towards the door she yells, likely in hopes that her apartment mate will hear her.)

TONY! Was this your idea?!

Did you put a spell on the dress!?




(OOC: Vicki is not amused. She's a jeans and shirt kind of girl and having to wear a dress like this one is definitely putting her in a bad mood. Worse, because she can't get out of it, she's assuming that Tony put a spell on the dress just to annoy her. Enjoy!)

[Action/ Voice]

Running through the door, she immediately realized that something wasn’t right. This was certainly not the parking lot that was supposed to be here. Nor did the jail, or any jail for that matter, ever have a fountain right outside it or tall apartment buildings around it.

 

There was no way she could have come through the wrong door. As Vicki turned around to look for said door, she was mildly surprised to see it not there. Well that's just great. Wonderful escape Vicki. She had to admit though, not having a door there meant that the guards likely couldn't find her and that in itself wasn't such a bad thing. 

The only bad thing now was that she had no idea where she was and she really had to find a phone or somewhere she could contact Mike and Henry from. Turning around a bit too suddenly, her hand flew to her head as she got dizzy. Maybe taking a small break before trying to find a phone wouldn’t be a bad idea. The drug was still wearing off and having been abused by her cellmates for the past little bit had taken a toll on her. Bruised and tired, she decided the fountain looked safe enough and headed towards it.

 

Urgency was key, but if she collapsed on the way to a phone, she might just end up back where she came from. Vicki sat down on the edge carefully, trying to avoid having anything pressing against her bruises and only succeeded in knocking something to the ground. A something that looked much like some sort of odd phone. It looked familiar, very familiar but she couldn't remember ever seeing one in Toronto. Almost by instinct she turned it on. She knew that if it worked, maybe she could contact Mike and Henry.

“Hello? Can anyone hear me?....”

 

“Mike?...Henry?”



(NOTE:  TO ANYONE KNOWING HER CANON. My book is currently missing so I'm doing this from memory and if anything is really off please tell me so I can correct it asap!)

(OOC: Vicki's is back in your City! She's currently bruised up and tired, having spent the last little bit in jail due to a false booking and crazy mummy. She would likely be grateful for any help and might remember you if she knew you before. Her memory is a bit fuzzy so just remind her if she doesn't remember right away.)