I don't have to be your baby

Naughty
- Bad with orders
- Bad at listening
- Blew up the carousel
- Tried to eat Cas
- Bad with questions
- Bad with answers
- Cameron Smith

Nice
- Helped stop the world being eaten by dark matter
- Am good at my job (most of the time)
- Cameron Smith

[Dulcie's device is seated on her bed when it blinks on. Dulcie is sitting up under the covers, a sheet tucked under her arms. She's is staring very, very carefully at something across the room. She nudges the device back a little to give a better shot.

Three Weeping Angels are all standing around her bed, game faces on. Eyes still locked on them, she starts to speak.]

We're supposed to look at them, right? That's the thing? 'cause, uh, I'm getting a highly not-cool vibe off these guys.

You know, you guys surprise me sometimes. On a weekend like this, too. The deities are screwing with your lives for fun, and you're sitting down and taking it. Although I suppose I shouldn't expect differently from humans. Being apathetic is what you're pretty much designed for, isn't it?

Well here's a message for you now, City. Apathy is not something I've been designed for. And I don't like being screwed with.




[ooc: part 1 of plan Asplode the Carousel is in full swing. Today Dulcie is going to be collecting supplies in the underground, so feel free to bump into her somewhere she shouldn't be. A log post for the event itself will be going up later tonight.]

[Anybody who wishes to do laundry this week may be in some trouble. Two ladies are flanking the entrance to the local laundry mat. Or, something like ladies. Both women have the bodies of lions with bird wings and human faces and torsos. Also, one has bright pink hair and the other vivid blue. A man tries to enter the establishment, and is blocked with a rather large lion paw to the chest.]

I'm sorry, only those who can answer one of our riddles are allowed to pass. Are you ready? Alright, here it goes...

How many sides does a circle have?

Excuse me?

I said 'How many sides does a circle have?'. Do you need me to repeat it again.

[The pink-haired sphinx licks at her paw idly as she waits.]

Every before has an after. Answer the puzzle before, and after, enter the door.

[The blue-haired sphinx tilts her head the the side and looks very much pleased with herself.]

Can I just go do my laundry?

No, you can't. I'm pretty sure if you don't answer the riddle, or answer it wrong or something, we get to eat you! Right?

[The pink one consults with her partner.]

Oh yes, I think we're meant to crush the throat and eat those who answer incorrectly.

[She speaks in a very light-hearted, cheerful manner about this, as if discussing ice cream flavours.]

It doesn't sound very nice. Much better to answer the riddle, naturally.

Oh yes, that was it! That sounds awesome! I mean, not for you. Obviously. But fun for us. So, what'd you think the answer is?

I'm just going to... not to laundry today. Thanks.

[The man takes a few steps back before making a run for it. The pink sphinx pouts.]

Phooey. He didn't even TRY to guess. Oh! You there! Answer our riddle!



[ooc: Sexy and Dulcie have teamed up today to become Awesome Ancient Greek Riddle-Asking Sphinx Ladies. And have decided to guard a laundry mat. Open action for anyone who wants to stop by, as well as general WTF-ery over video/audio/whatever. Pink is Dulcie, blue is Sexy, and regular is Mr. Random NPC. :-D]

[Dulcie's apartment is even more of a mess than usual, as shopping bags and random clothes with the tags still on them are strewn around the room. Dulcie is all dressed up for winter. She grins at the camera and twirls.]

I'm not big on winter, but I wouldn't mind it if I get to wear stuff like this!

[The feed opens to Dulcie's grinning (if still very black-and-white) face. The background of her apartment can be sen in the same monochromatic scheme as the rest of the City, except... what that a flash of color in the corner? Her face is practically splitting with smiling.]

Hey City. Look what I found out.

[Dulcie turns her camera to a few tins of paint she has on the floor, as colorless as everything else. She scoops up a handful of gray paint, and hurls it across the room.

The minute it connects with the wall, it explodes in a riot of color. Dulcie laughs, brightly and loudly, and the color begins to seep among the walls, touching the edge of her chair and a bright green leaf resting against her window.]

We can get the color back! EVERYONE should do this!

[She falls over in more peels of laughter, scooping up more handfuls of paint to rub against the wall. The paint is starting to change color in her hands, leaving smudges of brightness against her still gray skin.]

So who wants to try this somewhere else?

[The video opens to a shaky close-up of Dulcie's face. She has a bandana tied over her hair, but a few curls of pink can be see around the edge. She grins and rubs her nose with paint-stained fingers, leaving a smudge of red behind.]

For those of you who've been wondering where I've been for a few weeks. Well... voila!

[She flips the camera around, to reveal the far wall of her apartment where a a giant mural has been painted. A few tins of paint and a large pile of spray cans are nearby.]

Cool, huh? I hope I don't into trouble for it.