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While I have observed this curse day several times previously, I have never before experienced it myself. It was something of a surprise to discover upon awaking that my physicalities had changed in the night, but it did not take very long to adjust to my current form. I find myself somewhat bemused that it has been cause for alarm for so many other citizens; it seems to me a curious, but not particularly difficult, experience.

...If nothing else, this curse is a reminder that who we are is not nearly so tied up in our appearances as we believe. They are superficial aspects of one's true being at best, and while there is certainly some value to them, they are not integral.

((OOC: This is the first time I've found an acceptable old Egyptian woman for this curse funny how well googling "old Egyptian woman" worked, and so today, Ptolemy is a chick...well, old biddy? As thoroughly not-sexual as always, though--boy's gotta catch a break somewhere.))
Current Mood:
thoughtful thoughtful
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I spent all of yesterday, save the time during which I conversed with various temporary citizens, considering the evidence before me, and I can come to only one conclusion:

Kitty has left the City.

It was presumably an unwilling choice. Not only had she reassured told me on multiple occasions in the past that she had no desire to leave, the option would have been very hazardous to her health.

I...I do not think that I will be in attendance at the Library for the next day or two. There are...matters to which I must attend.

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((OOC: Sad Ptolemy is saaaaaaaaaaaaad, and a little lost. ._. No more maternal figure Kitty Jones.))
Current Location:
the living room
Current Mood:
numb quiet
Current Music:
Tameri purring
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[Filtered from Faye Valentine // hackable]

Have any amongst you seen or heard from Kitty Jones?

It is of the utmost importance that you make as much known to me if you have. This is most worrisome...

I will appreciate greatly any information you may have. Thank you.

[End filter]

I would like to extend a welcome to those joining us only for the day. This is a curse I do not mind terribly; it seems to me an excellent opportunity to gain further knowledge of other ways of existence, and the variety of people who come to this place for an afternoon is very interesting.

I hope you all may spend a comfortable day within the City. Should you have any questions, I am happy to answer them.

((OOC: Replies may be slow, but I wanted to make sure I posted this. ^^;;))
Current Location:
the 'flat'
Current Mood:
worried worried
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[Begin Voice Post]

[The muffled sounds of people passing come through first; their footfalls are louder than their speech. Matches being shook in a box can be heard at regular intervals.]

P-please, sir, do you need some matches? Only pennies for them.

[A thin voice comes through, punctuated with the occasional cough.]

...Ma'am, some matches? They are of highest quality! Please buy my ma...ah. Have a good day.

[A small sigh. His next words are barely audible.]

It seems colder today...

[End Voice Post]

((OOC: The Little Match Boy here will be sitting, as pathetically as possible sans both wheelchair and shoes, propped up against something-or-other in the Square today. Buy his matches or he can't go home, and freezing to death by midnight becomes a high possibility! XD))
Current Location:
the Square
Current Mood:
cold cold
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...The Library seems significantly emptier without Lucien's presence.

I must wonder into whose care it shall fall while he is within his own world of origin (whether it is to be an interim position or a permanent one). I do not believe anyone else would be capable of the level of service that he provided, of course, and it seems naive to assume that within the City, the Library is incapable of taking care of itself...but myself, I am willing to do what I can in his absence.

It seems there have been many departures among those I have known as of late. Lucien and Kurt Wagner, and somewhat earlier, Princess Moanna. It could be an evening out of the City's population, or it could be entirely by chance. It is somewhat unfortunate, in any case, but perhaps amongst these new citizens, there will be faces recognizable to me.

To all those entering the City, I would like to say welcome. Should you have questions, I am willing to answer them.

Current Mood:
pensive quiet
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Having tried one of the candies which landed on my windowsill (out of curiosity, as I do not recalling trying any last February), I do not think I should eat any more than that. I now know that someone within the City apparently attempted to kill his father at the age of ten; if the other hearts offer similar knowledge upon consumption, I do not doubt I will be in possession of understandings I should not have.

On the other hand...it is difficult to record the appearances and printed words of each heart without also taking down what information the heart offers. I do not want to discard what would be valid observations about the curse day; for instance, do all of these hearts reading 'FEAR' reveal the same facts, or are they each different? My notes will lose some validity if I deny myself information that is so easily at hand...

...Perhaps just enough to determine something of an idea of what the range is of personal facts circulating. And I cannot help but wonder if there are any regarding me.

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Current Location:
near his bedroom windowsill
Current Mood:
uncomfortable unsure
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The festivities of yesterday were fascinating to observe, though they felt very much out of season to me. It still strikes me as odd to think of the New Year occurring at this point in the calendar; in my home, this time would be considered as the middle of the year, if anything. There are six months or so until the holiday that marks the end of one cycle and the beginning of the next.

All the same, while awaking to the sound of fireworks was most disconcerting, that was a very agreeable curse. I am sorry to see the end of it.

In the mean time, I would like to extend a welcome to all those new citizens of the City. There have been none recognizable to me, but that is of little surprise. I offer my hope that you may be happy here, or alternatively, that you may find an exit quickly.

...Ah, and I request an explanation as promised, Faye.

Current Location:
living room
Current Mood:
pleased pleased
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[Begin Voice Post]

...It is very cold today. In this particular form, it feels significantly more so than usual. [Muttered.] Normally, I may put on additional clothing if necessary.

I am beginning to envy Tameri her fur.

[Meow!]

[End Voice Post]

((OOC: What else is as appropriately wrinkled as a Sphynx cat? XD))
Current Mood:
cold cold
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I have resided within the City for just over a year now; I did not think to mark the day itself, but it was the nineteenth of January.

In a year, I have learned much and accomplished more...and now, I believe I find myself, for lack of a better term, 'stuck'. It has been nearly half a year since the completion of my life's work, and in the time since, I have not found anything to take its place. I have lived as I never had before...but I have lost too much of my scholastic drive to this place.

...I am not sure how to proceed. My previous plans to conduct a great study of the City itself do not interest me as I should like such a project to do, but I have yet to find an alternative subject to write upon.

Perhaps I shall simply have to content myself with the learning of new disciplines and leave the question of further writings to a later date. Of course, such education will require instruction, and I shall thus have to find a willing teacher. And given that I have not been particularly social as of late, that could be a troublesome task.

I suspect I will have to question my fellow citizens more formally later, but for the moment, I shall ask informally. Would any of you be willing to offer formal instruction on a subject you know well? I will be happy to repay you in kind, whether in coin or in the offering of my own knowledge.

((OOC: AKA, give Ptolly something to do. Please. ;-; The poor boy is starting to go a bit stir-crazy, and his mun is at her wit's end. ^_-))
Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
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[Begin Voice Post]

I am not sure the deities' purpose in cursing us so, but I do not care for it. Tameri has already made two attempts to drag me places by my arm, and she does not notice that she is pulling my arm from my body, bit by bit. Besides that, her teeth are quite sharp, and it seems it would be a painful form of transportation were she to succeed in pulling me from my bed.

It seems I am a 'teddy bear' today. However, from my knowledge of such things (which is minuscule, to say the least), I believe I am in a state of much disrepair. I am lucky that I left my laptop open and on my bed when I went to sleep last night, for I would otherwise be unable to contact anyone; this body is without even the small amount of strength my human form is granted. I have no hope of standing, let alone lifting my computer or even opening it.

...Today, I shall have to remain useless. This is most frustrating...and perhaps that is the purpose the deities have in this curse.

[A rustle of sheets, meowing.]

Tameri, no! Please do not attempt to bite me aga...[A small groan, muttered words growing more and more faint.] I spent a good half-hour attempting to return to my place last time, please let go my ear...

[End Voice Post]
Current Location:
bed
Current Mood:
discontent discontent
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