Johan Liebert

♦ Thirteenth ♦

2008-04-03T23:57:19Z

The curses have finally found me it seems.

I wish I had rainbows instead, but what was it you said about wishes, Yuuko?

And Gabriel, the rain falls not on the righteous and the unrighteous, hm? It has taken to being more discriminate today.

♦ Twelfth ♦

2008-04-01T23:23:37Z

Quite an idea for my first curse.

The City truly has a gift for choosing the most thoughtful of presents.

[ooc: City!dead for the day~]

♦ Eleventh ♦

2008-03-26T22:31:49Z

Der Krieg, wie

Er glitzert wie die zerbrochene Bierflasche in der Sonne
an der Bushaltestelle vor dem Altersheim

Er raschelt wie das Manuskript des Ghostwriters
auf der Friedenskonferenz

Er flackert wie der bläuliche Widerschein des Fernsehers
auf den somnambulen Gesichtern

Er riecht wie der Stahl der Maschinen im Fitness-Studio
wie der Atem des Leibwächters auf dem Flughafen

Er röhrt wie die Rede des Vorsitzenden
Er bläht sich wie die Fatwah im Munde des Ajatollah

Er zirpt wie das Videospiel auf der Diskette des Schülers
Er funkelt wie der Chip in Rechenzentrum der Bank

Er breiter sich aus wie die Lache hinter dem Schlachthof

Atmet
raschelt
bläht sich
riecht

wie

How fascinating, in its error, perhaps, or its truth. Does this interest you, teacher?

This may be a sign that I'm running short of reading materials.

[ooc: Link is not there~ the poem is by Hans Magnus Enzensberger and the translation is by Reinhold Grimm, and here it is:

War, Like
It glitters like the smashed beer bottle in the sun
at the bus stop in front of the nursing home

It rustles like the ghostwriter's manuscript
at the peace conference

It flickers like the bluish reflection of the TV screen
on the somnambulistic faces

It smells lke the steel of the fitness studio's machines
like the breath of the bodyguard at the airport

It bells like the speech of the chairman
It swells like the fatwah out of the mouth of the ayatollah

It drips like the video game on the schoolboy's diskette
It glints like the chip at the bank's computing center

It spreads like the puddle behind the slaughterhouse

Breathing
rustling
it swells
smells

like]

♦ Tenth ♦

2008-02-19T02:55:46Z

Humans are never so simplified as they are in soap operas, despite the tangled relationships.

filtered to tutored kids

I have a story I would like you to hear. Can you come to apartment 1512, Building 1 on Friday? Some time in the afternoon, perhaps.

You may bring your friends along if you wish.

[ooc: Tutored kids are Basil, Gokudera, Miki, Riful, Ritsuka, Tsubaki and Tsuna ~~Johan will employ a different tactic for Ptolemy >3~~ ~~I'll set up an ongoing log on tampered soon, so it would hopefully be finished by Friday~~~ LOG HERE Join in if you want to, but it's okay too if you don't ♥ And yes, they really can bring their friends along if they want to :)]

♦ Ninth ♦

2008-02-15T03:25:24Z

A happy Valentine's day to you all.

[ooc: Nina will get mirror installed on one wall of her living room, and the customary chocolate with an anonymous message: "I have let the world devour you. I have let it, ever so afraid, to turn into words and steal you. When will it return you to me?"

Major will get wine and chocolates with an anonymous note: "I'm sad to say that champagne is for celebrating"

Ptolemy will get chocolates and a "Thank you" note.

Beloved tutored kids will get chocolates too ♥]

♦ Eighth ♦ [filtered to Nina]

2008-02-02T05:03:42Z

I wish to borrow those storybooks.

♦ Seventh ♦

2008-01-23T09:28:06Z

Doctor Tenma, welcome to the City.

I hope the curse yesterday was not too unpleasant for you.

Perhaps you may be kind enough to join my sister and I for lunch tomorrow? There is so much I would like to talk to you about. ~~I believe there is much you would like to ask me as well.~~

[ooc: strikes filtered to Tenma~ ♥]

♦ Sixth ♦

2008-01-05T06:26:32Z

I take my leave.

Should anyone need me, I may still be contacted through the network.

Filtered to Major; unhackable
There have been complications. I will exit the stage for now, but it isn't the end of the act yet.

Stay tuned.

[ooc: hiding somewhere in the underground~]

♦ Fifth ♦

2007-12-30T05:38:45Z

Thank you for the dance, sister. One dance with you is surely worth more than thousands with others.

And I believe it is time again to write down New Year's Resolutions. I would be glad to have you share some of yours, if you do not mind.

A report, Major.

I know more of them than enough now. They are capable of much, but how big a fire do you wish to see so early in the year, Major?

♦ Fourth ♦

2007-12-13T04:20:36Z

There is an orphanage in the City, perhaps I may be allowed to help?

I'm afraid I have no professional experience with children, though I volunteered at a day care center for awhile. I don't wish to do this for money, merely to use my time for better causes.

Gabriel, perhaps you will not be so disappointed of me now.

♦ Third ♦

2007-12-07T07:48:15Z

Saint Nicholas Day has passed.

I admit I haven't been very nice this year, but today I met an angel who offered me a gift. Perhaps I have been exceptionally good without realizing it.

OOC; Nina, Mai and Dark's apartment.

2007-12-06T05:15:36Z

In the living room of Nina's apartment are baskets of acorns covering every possible surface; on the tables, chairs, sofas and floors. In the middle of the room is one milk container with a plain envelope placed by its side. Inside is a letter written with black ink on plain white paper. This is what it says:

I wish to cherish you plainly
with words yet unsaid
by the tree to the fire
that burns it to ash.

There is absolutely no physical trace of the person who did this.

♦ Second ♦

2007-12-05T01:45:59Z

Thank you, Anthy, Kaoru, I would be lying in bed sick if it weren't for you both. I have washed the robe and left it at your door.

And thank you, King, for giving me shelter for the night. I bought some apples, they seemed delicious.

Pity, mine has a four-pointed cross at the core.

♦ First ♦

2007-12-04T00:58:11Z

Your eagerness to share your secrets is surely contagious. Here is mine: vivere commune est, sed non commune mereri.

Hm, I believe I am in need of a change of clothes.