☞ Am I doing it wrong? Am I doing it right? Could it be lupus? Please use this post for any concerns/complaints/random thoughts &c about how I play Cameron.

☞ DO YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH ME. PLZ? If you'd like to plot with me that is a-okay too, just leave a message! Or hit me up on AIM or via e-mail or something, idek, smoke signals, whatever! ilu. ♥

☞ This post can also be used to crit alternate Camerons I play, since I am too lazy to make them all separate crit posts, so feel free to bring up issues about but_not_best or popsong_wisdom.

☞ STANDARD DISCLAIMER: I am not really Allison Cameron or Jennifer Morrison and I don't own either of them, or House MD, which is a damn shame because I'd be rolling in it if I did, but oh well. This journal is a work of fiction, I make no money, I just amuse myself 'cause I'm odd like that. Plz don't sue me. ♥

[ VOICE ]

You know what? I'm ready to go home. If this is really it. Living here has been like treading water.

Best of luck to all of you. I hope... Wherever you end up, that it's where you need to be.


[Community Post]

[ TEXT ]

Look on the bright side: Christmas comes but once a year, generally speaking. That goes for the associated curses as well.

---

[ ACTION ]

[Though Cameron is doing her best to avoid the mistletoe, it's not worth calling in for; she's dealt with this enough times not to let it get the best of her. If anything, she's feeling a little nostalgic-- it's a distraction that means she might be caught unawares here and there.

Most of the day, she'll be in the hospital-- trying very hard not to kiss anyone contagious-- but she does have to get there and home, walking through the City streets, and of course she needs to eat. So she'll be around to bump into!]

[Community Post]

You're all a little early for Thanksgiving. It's probably for the best that you missed Halloween.

I've always wondered why the City celebrates so many holidays from what I'd consider home, when I don't know if Earth is even the most represented world of origin, here.

But I doubt there's an easy answer for that question.

Does this mean Anonymous has been working on the barriers again?



[ooc; please no duplicates of existing House cast without that player's permission; face-doubles / confusion / other hijinks always welcome. Please be a little gentle about spoilers, Cameron is s3 forever, though she can forget anything she strictly must. Backdating encouraged! <3]

[Community Post]

[ VIDEO ]

[Cameron's at her desk, writing. A crowd of balloons floats just behind her, slightly out of focus, clustering and clamoring and whining over one another so only fragments can be heard.]

You've never been--
--ever love--
--second best if you're lucky
--destroy everyone around you--

[Her writing slows; her knuckles tighten around her pen.]

--downhill from here--
everybody lies
--wrong choices--
--not even your cat likes you

[She looks up, gaze unfocused, and sighs heavily... which is when she notices the recording light, and switches it off. But a few moments later...]

[ TEXT ]

Has anyone managed to pop them?

[Community Post]

( prelude | early this morning )

[ text; ]

All right, Anonymous. I have a piece of your curse. You could have mentioned what would happen, by the way.

Now what?



[ open action; ]

Work is out of the question, of course; going home, apparently, is no easier. Cameron carries the cursed shoes with her until surrendering them to the self-appointed authorities; after, she’s not entirely surprised to find her condition is unchanged.

And so, all morning, all afternoon, and long into the night-- she dances, twirling quickly and erratically through the streets, barely (and not always) able to avoid running into people.

She’s not happy about it.


[ooc; CURSE PIECE FOUND. Feel free to find Cameron near the woods or, later, anywhere in the City proper; she’s trying to get home but really has no control over where she goes. if your character touches her, they will catch the curse, and for 24 hours from time of contact will be cursed to dance in any style you like, without stopping. Also, they will be contagious! General event info post here.]

[Community Post]

[ Accidental Audio; ]

--course I asked myself why you never came to visit. People do, here, even-- well, you know.

[A pause.]

I know, and that's what I told myself. Which is probably why you're telling me, since I doubt you're really here.

[Another listening pause, and she laughs. Softly, sadly.]

I suppose not. But if you were, maybe I wouldn't have to second-guess myself.

[She lets out a breath, not quite a sigh.]

I am glad to see you. Or to imagine I'm seeing you, if that's all this is.

[A longer pause, and then quieter-- lower in pitch, too, that soft nostalgia failing--]

I know. I know.

[And, fortunately for Cameron, that's where the recording times out.]

[Community Post]

I expect we're meant to see this as progress. All that promised work on the City's barriers paying off.

For those of you visiting, I can only hope the usual pattern will hold and you'll get to head home in a couple of days.

For the rest of us-- well, there's no reason to make plans until we have a reason.

[Community Post]

[VOICE]

So help me, you will finish this round of antibiotics or you will live to regret it. I don't care what the other doctor said-- if the other doctor let his patients jump off a bridge, would you do that too? Besides, it came back. Clearly you weren't "better."

[There's a pause, and someone talking in the background. 'Til she cuts him off.]

Don't you take that tone with me young man.

[That might be a mumbled apology.]

Good. Now, you remember to call, all right? I don't want to be waiting up all night worrying about you.

You'll give me gray hairs, I swear.

[Community Post]

Curses-- if you can call this that-- lasting more than a weekend aren't common, but they happen. This seems extreme, though, even by City standards.

Some of the people in there-- No one deserves--

Is anyone making an effort to get them out?

Maybe it's time to try.

[Community Post]

[VIDEO]

[As she speaks, the camera is focused on an ordinary carton of eggs. Well, maybe not so ordinary, anywhere else. But that's the City for you.]

Yesterday I assumed they'd be back to normal by today, but it looks like we're not so lucky. It does make me wonder what happened to the dozen eggs I had before, though.

[She turns the camera on herself, the angle a bit awkward]

I'm not keeping these. I don't know whether they're going to hatch, but I don't particularly want to find out. If anyone wants them, they're yours.

[Pause.]

I wouldn't say no to a dozen hen's eggs in return.

[Community Post]

[AUDIO]

[This is just a brief clip of Cameron singing a few bars of A Spoonful of Sugar Makes the Medicine Go Down.

Someone in the background laughs, and there's a long-suffering sigh-- Cameron's, of course-- before the transmission cuts out.]


[ooc; action available if you'd be likely to bump into her ;3]

[Community Post]

I could have sworn we'd just had visitors. Wasn't it December? Or November? Time flies, I suppose.

Speaking of which, today makes four years I've been in the City. I know that's not nearly as long as some, but it's an interesting milestone. It would be an interesting day to leave-- somehow I suspect I'm not that lucky.

What's the longest anyone's ever lived here, does anyone know?


[ooc; please no duplicates of existing House cast without that player's permission; face-doubles / confusion / other hijinks always welcome. Please be gentle about spoilers, Cameron is s3 forever. Backdating encouraged! <3]

[Community Post]

[VOICE]

I do remember, I always used to wonder what it would be like to leave and come back... Whether I'd know where I was, or whether it would seem vaguely familiar but foreign. I know I didn't remember any of this at home... [which is probably for the best. She pauses a long moment before continuing.] It's a little fuzzy, but I know where I am, so it could be worse.

Or maybe I'm only imagining I've left. It wouldn't be the strangest thing to happen, here. That much I'm sure of.

I guess I'll see at midnight. That's still how it works, isn't it?


[ooc; Age Reversal, or rather... fast forwarding. Replies from her blonde account, popsong_wisdom-- just pretend she's, uh, heavily pregnant. Open to action around the City, she's just sight-seeing. Hit me ooc if you've questions or want anything special <3]

[Community Post]

[ ACTION ]

[After nearly four years in the City, one becomes adept at ignoring all sorts of unpleasant circumstances. It's a point of pride that Cameron rarely cancels her plans due to curse interference; doing so always feels like letting the City win, and she can't abide that.

Today, apart from work, she has a few errands to run; lunch at a café, a quick stop by the bakery. She's doing her best to avoid the scattered bunches of mistletoe, but no one can miss all of them...]

[Community Post]

( [ R E A L W O R L D ] )

[ V I R T U A L L Y ]

[Somewhere, out in the woods, a woman who looks quite a bit like Cameron--though dressed in flowing, enchanted robes-- is standing still, eyes shut, hands poised in a complicated gesture as she channels magic to heal the wounds she took in the course of her last battle. Not far away, a grotesquely giant insect lays on its back, carapace cracked and oozing fluorescent ichor.

With a quiet sigh she opens her eyes and straightens her posture, and with another swift gesture, is enveloped by a shadowy aura. Setting her gaze on another mutant bug-beast, she heads deeper into the woods. So much for holy/disc spec.]


[ooc; feel free to set interaction with her in-game at any point over the weekend, basically anywhere you like; out-of-game interaction would require some serious breaking and entering, obviously, so that's provided just for context ;3 some comments from as_cursed]

[Community Post]

For those of you who visit-- would you stay if you could? Or are you as eager to go home as most of us who are stuck here?

If you came here by choice-- why? What is it that you stand to gain?

I'm always curious.


[ooc; please no duplicates of existing House cast without that player's permission; face-doubles / confusion / other hijinks always welcome. Try to avoid major spoilers please. Cameron is s3 forever. Backdating encouraged! <3]

[Community Post]

[Accidental Voice]

I understand this kind of thing is about compromise. But part of compromising is recognizing that some things are too important to fight over.

What I'm saying is-- I won't reconsider on the frozen sperm issue.


[ooc; "marrying" hulkbusted~]

[Community Post]

I think these things are trying to help, but I can't be sure. They're not doing a very good job of it. I wonder if my coffee pot will be fixed after midnight.

If anyone sees any in the Hospital, get rid of them.

[Community Post]

For once, I feel like I ought to say thank you, to whoever comes up with curses.

IMAGE ATTACHED;


I could swear they were more comfortable yesterday, though.

[Community Post]

Time for our seasonal Tourist day, I see.

I almost miss wondering-

Others have already explained the situation for your benefit, so I won't worry about repeating it. Just try to keep out of trouble, and I suppose, try not to worry.


( ooc deets! )

[Community Post]

[VIDEO / ACTION]

[It's a view from the corner of a corner table in a dim saloon, with a shadowed figure sitting mostly in profile. A long, dark braid sitting along the edge of her jacket is the only visible hint of identity. She taps a soft rhythm on the tabletop with one fine-boned hand, not touching her drink.

The scant light is blocked, suddenly, as a stranger wanders over to her table. Miss Cameron doesn't look up.]

Keep walking.

[Apparently the warning tone in her voice is enough to change his mind, and the man walks (grumbling) away.]


[ooc; Miss Cameron, in your bar, throwin' out your rowdy drunks.]

[Community Post]

Curses like this past weekend- No one should have to adjust to the kinds of things--

As always, there's never a real chance to rest between curses. I've always thought, if the City has one positive effect, it's building and reinforcing resilience.

You can never say back to normal, here, but I hope everyone is recovering well.

Maybe the less said about it, the better.

I'm looking for Dr. John Watson. I believe I have something of yours.

[Private to Chase]

Are you free, some evening soon?

[Private to Wilson]

Do you need to-

How are you?


[ooc; not an IC link, but you should read it, courtesy of nothaunted! Sorry it took so long to post ^^;;]

[Community Post]

[OPEN ACTION | ON A LIFEBOAT, AFTER THE SINKING]

[Allison Cameron is sitting in a corner of the boat, packed in between the low wall of it and her sister, the latter's arm draped around her shoulders. She's bare-armed and shivering, her shawl having been handed off to a younger girl down the row.

Now, she's too weary and too cold to think, leaning against Olivia to conserve what little warmth she can. Her fingers are wrapped around a thick envelope, a little warped and water-spotted but not too damaged. From time to time she picks absently at the edge of it without looking.

Mostly, she watches the horizon and waits to see something. Anything.]


[ooc; my understanding is the lifeboats were pretty large so if you want to have a character in this one there's plenty of room? Threadjacking + soforth moooore than welcome! ALSO sorry to post & run but will get tagbacks in the morning!]

[Community Post]

[TEXT MESSAGES - POSTED ACCIDENTALLY]

(06:30) Cameron: changed my mind. come over here and we'll get that drink
(06:58) Cameron: hello?
(07:02) Cameron: i'm not waiting forever



( ooc notes; )

[Community Post]

[VOICE]

I need assistance from someone... capable of locating people within the City.

[A long pause, because she's asking for something wholly unscientific here, and that always makes her uncomfortable.]

I have reason to believe one of my neighbors is trapped somewhere-- not somewhere she can escape on her own. A place more like the desert-- physically separated from the City, but not outside it.

My best guess-- based on her last clear communication-- is this is the result of an attempt to leave the City, involving some sort of injection and an isolation tank.

Though it seemed successful in the video, I've received several messages from her since-- claiming she's stuck, though it's difficult to make out the details, there's some kind of interference.

I don't have much more information, but if you have any way to help-- well, I'll do what I can.


[ooc; link OOC obviously but contains info about what's going on here! \o/ please assume this was posted earlier this afternoon, so Liv can get out before her time runs out ♥]

[Community Post]

With all the confusion last month, I didn't even notice I'd passed the three year mark in the City. I wish I could say experience has given me an edge on getting by through curses and semi-natural disasters, but it's never that easy; most of the advice I could give is just common knowledge here.

I'd say the most important thing is not to put too much trust in patterns. Patterns in curses, in schedules, in what is or isn't possible. Repetition allows for prediction, and adaptation; keeping things inconsistent makes it more difficult for us to get used to it, to take the City in stride. No matter what you believe the purpose of this place to be, that does seem to be one of the few constants: keeping us all unsettled.

I'd also recommend, if you find yourself cursed, putting your device somewhere out of reach to minimize the amount of trouble it can cause... but of course, depending on your circumstances, you don't always have that option.



[ooc; will be butting into your business if she knows you well enough to do so; may deliver generic advice otherwise.]

[Community Post]

[VIDEO | Glass City]

Needless to say, if you woke up this morning and found yourself wanting toilet paper, dryer lint, or lightbulbs for breakfast, it's probably a curse. Given the usual situation in the City, that's a much likelier explanation than a widespread outbreak of Pica.

[Cameron is sitting at a desk, looking a bit on edge, but speaking calmly.]

Unfortunately, there aren't many options for treating a curse, and-- with half or more of our staff in the desert, here, and the hospital there out of commission-- the resources we have for counsel and restraint are limited. So think of this as a public service announcement.

Just because the curse makes you want something, doesn't mean it can't make you sick. Aside from the potential for accidental poisoning or bacterial infection, sharp-edged items will damage your mouth, throat, and stomach. Hair, fabric, paper, and other soft materials can cause gastrointestinal obstruction-- cats aren't the only creatures that get hairballs, but removing a trichobezoar usually requires surgery.

[The sharp-eyed may notice there's a piece of paper with a raggedly torn edge in front of her, but Cameron's not looking at it.]

If you can't control your cravings, get someone to help you. If you can't, we'll try to find you assistance.

It's not clear yet whether the curse affects the digestive tract as well as the appetite. If you've eaten something you shouldn't have-- something poisonous, sharp, or indigestible and too large to pass-- come by the hospital. By tomorrow-- assuming the curse doesn't persist-- we should have an idea of whether you'll require further treatment, and it's always better to be safe than sorry.

[She switches off the device, but for one reason or another the audio lingers a second longer-- just long enough to capture a quiet tearing sound.]


[ooc; assuming some NPCs are affected by the curse, but if anyone would like to say they saw Cam today / action thread a hospital visit here, feel free~ There are of course no curses on the Sand side, but she doesn't know that. Also backdated to earlier today ><]

[Community Post]

[ACCIDENTAL VIDEO]

( Cut for large image )

[Hair wild and legs bare, Cameron's sitting on the floor in the midst of a huge sprawl of bits and pieces of beautiful things, focused and indecisive. One by one she opens little jars of color; considering, deciding against, trying another. A few pairs of shoes-- nicer than the nice ones she habitually wears, not work shoes by any stretch-- are tossed haphazardly around her.

Cameron sets a tube of lipstick down beside the device, and notices the light. She just looks amused, picking it up. The picture wavers as it becomes a closeup. She's wearing the slightest of smirks, her eyes already darkly lined and shaded-- more makeup, it's safe to say, than she usually wears in a week.]

I can't decide what to wear.

[And with that, click; no more show for you, City. For now.]

[Community Post]

As far as I can remember, three days makes this a new record.

If it's not over by midnight, I think we may be looking at something new for the City.

For the sake of everyone visiting, I hope I'm wrong about that.


( ooc stuff )

[Community Post]

Stay in public places if you can. Well-lit, somewhere you aren't alone. As silly as it may seem, trust your instincts. If something seems suspicious, don't second-guess that.

I can't remember-- maybe it's better not to think too hard about that.

It shouldn't last past midnight, if last time's any indication.



[ooc; fgsdfg please pretend this was earlier in the day sobbb]

Title: Going to the...
Author: as_damaged
Rateing: PG! lol it's total fluff
Characters: Gregory House, James Evan Wilson

Author's Notes: I totally got inspired!!! I wrote this last night it hasn't been beta'd but I hope you like it! It's not really a sequel to my other story but i guess it could be, i mean, their love is so true!!!

Reviews plz!!! No flames!!!

---

( It was, an oddly calm corner of James' mind noticed, the first time... )

Past experience would suggest, in spite of the past week's chaos, that it's worth being careful tomorrow. Just because we've had a curse already doesn't mean we won't have another.

Wearing costumes might be asking for trouble. It often is.

These are starting to feel more and more regular. I don't tend to trust the City's patterns; it's a surprise not to be surprised.

As always, I'd appreciate any ideas on how to get out.


[ooc; please no duplicates of existing House cast without the concerned players' consent. ♥ Cameron is forever season 3, she can forget things if she needs to but in general, please just be gentle with spoilers. BACKDATING FRIENDLY because life > me~]

[VIDEO]

Gosh, I've been so busy all day... but of course, hard work pays off!

[So a cheery voice announces from offscreen, as the camera pans slowly over this beautiful spread...]

( Non-IC cut for photos / trigger warning for Jell-o horrors )

[She turns the camera on herself briefly, beaming.]

Not too bad, if I do say so myself.

[ooc; for the sake of lulz, if you want to, feel free to assume your character received one of these as a gift. Jell-o is the gift that keeps on giving. Also, forgive me but tags may be slow / backdated ;_; school > me!]

Two of those weekends in one month. I don't remember that ever happening, for as long as I've been here. Does that kind of chaos better serve the Deities' aims, I wonder? Is it due to sensory adaptation, to the fact that curses don't shock us as much as they used to? One would think bringing new Citizens into captivity would compensate for that, but maybe isn't enough.

Or maybe it's just a clerical error.

Needless to say, I hope it doesn't become a pattern. Though, at least if it did, we'd just get used to it.

[ACCIDENTAL VIDEO]

[Tilt your head; the camera's on its side, a blurry expanse of countertop framing one edge of a well-kept kitchen. Cameron's, if you'd have reason to recognize it. After a moment the faint hissing in the background becomes a whistle, steam pouring out the spout of a teakettle.

The picture blurs and refocuses as a man comes into the picture, wearing a thankfully far-too long t-shirt over a tight-stretched pair of extremely feminine pajama pants. He-- or really, of course, she, if you hadn't figured-- pours the water into a waiting mug, and stands waiting a moment, palms on the corner of the counter, for the tea to steep.

Finally Cameron adds a half-spoon of sugar, and takes the tea back off camera. You might catch a deep, long-suffering sigh in the background noise.

The image stays on the empty kitchen until the recording times out.]


[ooc; Let's imagine this was earlier in the day. Cameron's affected by Gender-Swap, can't change the icons on this account to reflect it but replies will be coming from as_manly. <3]

[TEXT]

Has anyone ever seen a naturally occurring medical condition present as a result of a curse?

I've seen infections spread by curse-induced vectors, but that's not entirely the same thing.




[ooc; fgfdg please forgive me + pretend this was earlier? Cameron is power-switched with Claire, and at the time of posting she thinks she has CIPA for the day. By the time she replies to comments she maaaay have noticed that's not quite the case :3]

I should have guessed we were just about due for this... visitation? It doesn't seem fair to call it an invasion, since many of you are as unwilling to be here as we are.

It never lasts long, at least.



[ooc; please no duplicates of existing House cast without the concerned players' consent. ♥ Cameron is forever season 3, she can forget things if she needs to but in general, please just be gentle with spoilers. BACKDATING FRIENDLY because life > me~]

Does anyone recognize any of the worlds that have been appearing outside the City? I mean, has anyone seen the City exit into their own world, or been able to find their way home?

For that matter, is there any way to tell if these places are real?

[AUDIO;]

We have to stop meeting like this...

[Cameron's tone is obviously conspiratorial, not serious, and she laughs softly. There's a scrape of static and a hollow thump, the microphone sliding around in a pocket.

Two indistinct voices-- one Cameron's, one deeper, but unidentifiable-- murmur flirtatiously, hushed and muffled. And, after a few moments of this, the recording ends.]

acameronlive

Well, I guess it could be worse.
40 minutes ago from Citydeck

It tells me my message is too long. Is anyone else having this trouble?
about 1 hour ago from Citydeck

I'm not sure if I'm cursed today, or if there's just something wrong with my Network device, because every time I try to type on it it tells
about 1 hour ago from Citydeck

[AUDIO / ACTION TO ANYONE IN THE HOSPITAL]

[Clack. Clack. Clack. Perfectly paced, not rushing but moving purposely, the sound of her heels resounds in a hallway. Cameron is stalking through the hospital, muttering under her breath.]

--don't you go get your own coffee. Honestly what a ridiculous...

[She trails off into inaudibility. For anyone who's lucky enough to be in her path, Cameron is carrying a cup of hot coffee, scowling faintly, a little tension evident around the line of her jaw. Today is not a good day.]




[ooc; cursed to obey most people's orders. especially grumpy patients' >3 Feel free to ask her to do errands, etc; for anything of a serious nature (that you'd need to ask consent for under normal circumstances) please poke me ooc first, via aim or on my plotting comment <3 MAY BE DELAYED til this evening sob /classss]