capeandcowl | Entries tagged with † czeslaw meyer

[so here we have what appears to be a 10-12 year old boy. from what little can be seen of him--nothing below his shoulders, really--he appears to be wearing a coat and tie. (and he is, in fact, wearing a dapper little suit that he bought from a second-hand store.) he smiles wryly at the camera in a manner that some would no doubt describe as "cute".]

I don't mean to complain, but...

[he laughs lightly, all self-depreciation.]

After a while there isn't much for a guy to do around here, is there? I've been awfully bored lately. I mean, maybe it's because I'm not used to living alone, but it's not a feeling I can shake off too easily. It's pretty hard to plan enough activities to fill a day without someone to spend time with, you know?

[it's a collective "you", apparently, and having said his piece he ends the broadcast with a sweet little smile. look at him he is such a kid.]

eternalcutie

[this is something that czeslaw would normally never ever do....but for some reason he woke up this morning and couldn't stop thinking about how badly he needed to talk to someone. anyone. he doesn't really have anyone he can go to in person, either, so in the end he makes this post. he can't stand holding it all in. when he speaks, it is in the voice of a quavering child, but he's not acting. it's just that when he feels this way he can't help but sound young.]

I can't take this anymore. All these doubts and fears...they're consuming me, I can't escape them. No matter how hard I try I can't overcome them. I want to trust someone! I want to smile genuinely, share a joke, enjoy someone's company.

But I'm so scared.

[oh god, it sounds like he's starting to cry.]

All I can think about whenever I'm near someone is how they might hurt me. How they would hate me if they had the chance. Even if I know it's probably not true, I can't be rational about it...

[he sniffs.]

I really want...to tell those people that have been taking care of my for the past century that I love them...but they're not even here, I'm all alone, what am I going to do...

[he trails off and, in a fit of extremely mild and way too late self-preservation, cuts the feed right as he starts to cry in earnest.]

eternalcutie

[a somewhat childish voice.]

Oh, this again?...Wow, it's been a while. Suddenly a lot of things that were confusing before make sense!

[is he even aware he's addressing the network? at first it doesn't seem like he is, but the next words out of his mouth make it clear that he knows what he's doing.]

I hope you can all excuse me for how I acted before. Things like cell phones and the internet are pretty confusing to someone from 1931...I think I was a pretty big brat back then.

Um...say, is Luck still around? I think I remember him being here when I left. I could really use your help again if you're listening, Luck, because...

[he switches to video and focuses the camera on himself; all that's visible is his shoulders and head, but it's obvious from just that much that he doesn't have a shirt on. and, in fact, he isn't wearing anything at all.]

...I could really use some clothes. Is it February here, too? I don't want to run around in the cold anymore if I don't have to!

[ooc note: tags wont come until much later, I just wanted to go ahead and put this up in case I have to work late or something haha]