Ain't no pot of gold

= 133 ♣

Wed, 18 Mar 2009 14:13:17 GMT

Ugh, what is with this flooding? My garage just can't take it! And everything's all damp... cred. I'm going to have to remodel again once this is over, aren't I?

Oh well. I was getting bored with the way this place looked, anyway~

= 132 ♣

Sat, 14 Feb 2009 15:17:23 GMT

Happy Valentine's Day~

Guess I've got some letters to write, huh?

= 131 ♣

Fri, 30 Jan 2009 02:37:52 GMT

So, since I'm feeling better, I think I'm going to head up to The Curious Cait and check our stock.

Don't wait up for me, Val. It'll take a while.

= 130 ♣ [voice post]

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 01:04:20 GMT

[she groans, and her voice is pretty freaking pathetic-sounding.]

I think I'm getting sick—or I already am sick. I ache all over, and everything keeps spinning. I'd grab a potion, but every time I try to get up, I kind of uh, fall over.

[she sort of sniffles.]

My floor is actually sorta comfortable. After lying on it for like, an hour, I guess it has to be.

So I'll just wait for everything to stop whirling, okay? Then maybe I'll get up.

[recording cuts.]

= 129 ♣

Thu, 08 Jan 2009 02:19:41 GMT

Normally when I see something creepy-crawly that obviously doesn't belong in my garage, I let it go on its way. I just wait around until it's gone, y'know? Never met a bug who made me—okay, that's a lie, I have met bugs who've made me cringe.

But I've never really thrown anything at them, y'know? Mind you, this one was like, the size of my head, so I was perfectly justified in my actions. And now I'm out two perfectly good wrenches.

Ugh. I've been here too long.

= 128 ♣

Mon, 22 Dec 2008 20:07:02 GMT

Ah, my second Christmas in Purgatorium. My second one ever, actually. I 'member how much fun I had last year, picking out presents and stuff. I think I still have some of those little machina around somewhere...

No, I gotta make them better this year. Way, way better.

In other news, I think I need to reorganize the kynyka. Things are getting maybe a little too messy for me. Surprising, I know. But it's true. So I'll work on that.

Right after I fix up this aqbmuceja~

= 127 ♣

Tue, 09 Dec 2008 02:50:12 GMT

I'm the only one left, now. Third. That was what he called me. Second to Thirteenth—they're all gone. Now it's just me.

Maku—no. He deserved to be rid of it. He's a better person than this.

But I can handle it. It's just an affliction—a terminal disease. If I'm going to die by anything, it might as well be this. And if it doesn't kill me, then I'm sure one of them will.

Looks like it's time to break out the ymlurum.

= 126 ♣

Fri, 28 Nov 2008 23:30:15 GMT

Sheesh. Time flies when you're caught up in a project, huh? Guess I gotta work on that a little bit.

So, anyways. I'm in the mood for—well, I'm in the mood. I'll be back late tonight, Tony. ♥

[ooc; *screamies* idk if tony is living with her still or not, so if he isn't, just ignore this katie-baby.]

= HIATUS; 003 ♣

Tue, 18 Nov 2008 20:35:10 GMT

† HIATUS †

november 28.

= 125 ♣

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 15:16:36 GMT

What the vilg is on my forehead?!

No, no, no, no! It's just... just cu drana! Shiva, Shiva, Shiva I need—vilg! Syga ed ku yfyo!

...

...

I'm going to be in my room all day. Drec cilgc.

[ooc; 8) GREED is stamped all nice and pretty on her face. we'll see about other indications later~]

= 124 ♣

Fri, 31 Oct 2008 20:02:46 GMT

I remember that this time, last year, I was in Purgatorium. It's been a while over a year, hasn't it? Seems like I've been here forever, though.

We had a ball, and I went with Kakashi. I danced with, well, everybody.

Sasuneac yna hela.

= 123 ♣ [voice post]

Sun, 26 Oct 2008 05:54:16 GMT

[thunder and rain are clearly audible. her gasping breaths come at irregular intervals. sniffles, a few stifled sobs. thunder booms, and she screams. the recording is cut now and then by static, making all of it hard to understand. her voice is distressed, frightened, panicked, etc.]

Can't—hufrana du ku—need to—

[more thunder, and she screams again. a dull thump as she falls to the ground, and a sort of scrabbling sound as she crawls across the floor. she begins sobbing for real, and her words are strangled and almost whispered, muffled by some sort of cloth—a blanket, specifically.]

Syga ed cdub. Make it—make it—I don't want to hear it. Tuh'd fyhd du caa—tuh'd fyhd du drehg.

And all of them—dra aqbmuceuh—

[she continues mumbling inaudibly. the recording eventually cuts to full static.]

[ooc; I KNOW THIS IS EARLY but I don't know how much time I'll have online tomorrow, and I wanted to get this posted. :')]

= 122 ♣

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 23:20:24 GMT

... Well. That was odd. At least I was still a girl.

Anyways. Tony—I believe we have a date~

= 121 ♣ [Voice Post]

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 23:30:59 GMT

[recording starts with a low, feminine groan. shifting of material-on-material. after a few seconds, all sound stops, and her breathing speeds up and becomes pretty shallow. suddenly, there's a scrambling, and her voice comes in, distinctly higher-pitched and panicky.]

Frana ys E?! What the—where's the—why am I not on the airship?

Brother, this had better not be one of your stupid games! If it is, so help me I'll damm Cid yht ryja res fruub ouin fundrmacc reta! Just wait 'till he finds out you left me on my own again. There's no way you'll get out of this one—not even Buddy will be able to save you.

[there's the sound of her taking a deep breath as if to continue, and then an abrupt pause. her tone becomes fascinated, curious.]

This is—rumo Shiva there is so much machina around here! Jeeze, whoever hangs out here has some great taste! I mean, look at these tools! [clanking of metal.] Jeeze, if Pops ever got in here, he'd about have a heart attack!

[the clinking continues, and eventually the recording cuts.]

= 120 ♣

Thu, 09 Oct 2008 22:29:03 GMT

I'm thinking I'm going to build something. Like a hover. A big hover. 'Cause, y'know, a girl can never have too many hovers. I mean, they're so useful. I could tow things all the way across town and not even break a sweat.

A trip to the junkyard is in order, I think.

= 119 ♣

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 14:47:59 GMT

Hm. I don't think a toaster oven is supposed to sound like that.

...

...

Cred.

= 118 ♣

Wed, 17 Sep 2008 01:24:52 GMT

So many new people. ♥ Welcome to Purgaotrium, vnacrsayd~ My name is Rikku. I'm likely to employ most or all of you at some point or another.

Why, you ask?

Simple. Because not only do I run the only garage in this credruma, but I'm also the ~~co—~~ sole-owner of the Curious Cait Item Shop. Has a nice ring, yea~? I thought of the name. Anyways, I'm always hiring, so just drop by or let me know in some other fashion if you're in need of a job.

Right. ♥

In other news, I've decided on that tattoo. A dragonfly. A biomechanical dragonfly. I still need to find a parlor, but that's not the big secret. It's that you'll all just have to guess as to where I'm going to put it~

= 117 ♣

Fri, 05 Sep 2008 21:09:20 GMT

Okay, I want to know what you guys think. "You," being the general public. So...

Pay attention~!

If I got a tattoo, what and where should it be?

= 116 ♣

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 19:02:12 GMT

Alright, so. Jumping into the river without checking how deep it is first is most definitely not a smooth idea.

But at least I got to swim a little~ Things are cooling down. I hope the seasons change soon.

= 115 ♣

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 16:58:18 GMT

This brings back horrible, horrible memories. I haven't seen this many people get killed since... well, since a while ago.

If anybody needs potions and the like, or a place to crash for a few days, I've got both.

= HIATUS; 002 ♣

Sun, 10 Aug 2008 02:02:05 GMT

† HIATUS †

august 16.

= 114 ♣

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 15:43:28 GMT

... Well, it was only a matter of time. She was way too nice to be stuck here for much longer.

I suppose I'd better toss this in, too: The Curious Cait Item Shop will remain in business. Current employees will receive today and tomorrow off in order to pay their respects due to my partner’s departure. I'll see you all again on Monday. Pudding and I will be in charge from now on ~~soon as she stops crying~~.

Right.

Guess it's time to break out the ymlurum again. Who wants to drink to Valeria Myles' memory with me?

(OOC; Strikes hackable.)

= 113 ♣

Sun, 03 Aug 2008 17:23:37 GMT

Note to self; Never, ever, ever try to mix grenades and ethers while in an enclosed area. It will end badly.

= 112 ♣

Wed, 23 Jul 2008 04:22:57 GMT

Drana'c... cu silr pmuut. E lyh csamm ed. Ajanofrana.

What the fuck happened.

[EDIT]

Whoever wants Mello's body, I've taken care of it.

(OOC; Obviously, Rikku was hit hard by pretty much all of this. In addition to the smell of blood assaulting her nose, the knowledge that Heine has been killed was more or less the last straw. She’s been a bit jumpy lately—those Eyes of Purgatory have been creeping around the garage, and she’s not a big fan of pale men with eyeballs in their palms.

So, because of this, she has offered to pick up Mello’s massacred body. She took it to an abandoned house and, after deciding that the blood soaked into his clothes wouldn’t due for him to wake up in, stripped him and tied the corpse to a chair. She then proceeded to burn his clothing. She did clean him up a bit, but not as nicely as she could have simply because her nose is just really sensitive at the moment and she wanted to get out of there. After that she left him, but not before drawing a Yevonite symbol on the shack’s door with some mud, to mark it.

Next, she followed the scent of Heine and Nill’s blood; upon finding the little angel clinging to Heine’s corpse, she decided not to get too close and instead climbed a tree to watch and make sure that neither creature nor person would get too close. Heine told her to shoot anyone who came near Nill if something happened to him, and she’s taking this very seriously. Until Heine revives, it’s unadvisable for anyone to get within more than a few feet of the angel and her fallen hero. Because yes, Rikku has fashioned herself a primitive gun from bits of machina she had with her, and she will indeed fire upon anyone who approaches. ♥)

= 111 ♣

Tue, 22 Jul 2008 00:22:51 GMT

Well. I can tell some pretty interesting things happened while I was holed up in my garage. But y'know, I'm totally okay with that—I’ve had enough excitement lately, what with my birthday and all.

And I still gotta get around to that party, maybe sometime this weekend. Everyone's invited, except for people who don't want to be invited. And I know there are some of you out there who don't want to be invited but I want to invite, so they don't have a choice.

Right~ So, what's the latest gossip, Purgatorium? Tell me~

[EDIT]

... Where's Riku? Why can't I sm—where is he?