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itsnotacurse


It's not a curse.

It's just another sense.


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The Rabbit Done Died Meme because you know how much I love getting David pregnant.

A note for everyone I play with.
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I am currently attempting to be a full-time writer. I write fastest on the computer, so I'm pretty much always online, but not always tagging. I have one novel in the editing stages, a couple others on hiatus, and my latest project, which I'm just starting. I set my own schedule, so some days I will do almost nothing but tag and other days I won't tag at all. It's nothing personal if I don't get to your tag for a few days; it's that I got wrapped up in writing or editing and haven't had time for it. I do tend to drop threads when they're at good stopping points, whether the muses have said good-bye or not.

In other words: I'm always busy, but I'm almost always available. If there's something you want our pups to do, or just a thread that I've missed tagging for a while, drop me a line. And no matter how busy I am with writing, it's probably not taking over my RP time entirely.

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The Flirt Meme

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The IC Confession Meme

(Yeah, yeah, I probably won't rep until I get back. I'm putting everyone in anyway.)

Hiatus
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I'm going out of town for the weekend, and if I get any tagging in it'll be sporadic and slow. So these muses' threads will be mostly on hold until Monday:

David (itsnotacurse)
Bliss (deityofnothing)
Nathaniel (aberrationamong)
Karina (foreverlokid)
Bryn (scrappyashell)
Nick (kidmacguffin)

Along with my Grimm pups but they already got their hiatus notice.

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The Tropical Island Meme

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The Bedtime Meme

A family history for those in David's new 'verse
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David is replacing his uncle Phillip, who was the team's psychic before him. David's family on his mother's side is a very long, almost entirely unbroken line of psychics, who for many generations have been assisting the government by acting as liaisons between the human and paranormal worlds. Phillip was the latest to get the job, and chose to work more directly by working for the task force.

Phillip had a fairly useless power: He could predict the time and circumstances of anyone's death, but was unable to change the deaths he foresaw. He mostly used this as encouragement when people weren't going to die for a long time, to tell them things would get better. His use to the team was less in his power and more in his knowledge, because he knew centuries of paranormal history, and his daughter, a medium, could tell him even more.

As a person, Phillip was fairly down-to-earth and sensible, traits that he needed while raising three psychic kids. He was friendly, a good guy all around. While he acknowledged that his power was fairly useless in a practical sense, he didn't see it as a hindrance in any way. The family has made a great effort to ensure that all gifts, no matter how trivial, are indeed seen as gifts. He passed that on to his children.

As for his children, Lea is a medium and is in a nursing home for serious depression. (Yes, this is a thing that can happen.) Howie is friendly but didn't want to follow in the family business, and Rick is a dick who's been deep into illegal gambling since he was sixteen. All three were thus scratched off the list of potential successors when Phillip was murdered. David is the only other adult psychic in the family, and he was considered as reckless as Richard until an upgrade in his power and ties to another more powerful Agency made him more valuable than he was a liability.

Final note: Phillip didn't tell anyone when he was going to die, and his death was made to look like a mugging so that no one would look into it.

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The Phone Sex Meme

[locked to Victor] - Spike
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He doesn't even realize it, at first. It's frustration, is all it is. He's been trying to find the man who shot him for a while, put to use both his telepathy and his PI skills--and nothing yet. All he has is a face and a voice, and those are nearly impossible to trace. So after a night spent without sleep, when he's run out of coffee and has hit every red light on the way to the nearest Starbucks to buy more--that triggers it, and without realizing he starts projecting.

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