woodsiequeen: (deceptively pretty)
[What's a nature spirit to do when she's suddenly struck with the urge to bake goodies for all of the wonderful men in her life... and on her street... and in all of Mayfield, for that matter?

Why, make fruitcake of course. Lots and lots of fruitcake. And now she's at your door, offering one and smiling. The smile is a bit strained, as if she knows she should be hating every minute of this and yet she...just...can't. :)

Behind her, on the sidewalk, is her forever faithful, forever ugly treebeast towing yet more undelivered baked goods in a wagon. It's helping! It'll also crush your head between its branches if you try any funny business with its mistress. :)

Oh, and don't think she's forgotten you, Lion. She'll be standing over the bed when you wake up in the morning with a tray full of breakfast and a smile on her face. not creepy at all. :) ]

14th Vine

Dec. 25th, 2010 03:03 pm
woodsiequeen: (hating you to death)
[Gosh and golly, 773 Bunker Street sure looks different today! You can barely even see the house buried under the lush, wild forest that sprang up around it overnight. It's a Christmas miracle! It's the kind of thing Viktoria would love, in fact, it's exactly what she asked for!

So why is she on the other side of the street, huddled on the curb in her nightgown, covered in lacerations and bruises and rocking back and forth? It looks as if she barely escaped a brutal attack. That can't be good.]

10th Vine

Oct. 2nd, 2010 10:59 pm
woodsiequeen: (this rose has thorns)
[Viktoria sounds like she's hovering near the phone, talking to herself.]

I've grown careless. How disappointing.

[There's a pause as she swallows her pride aaaand...]

I require some assistance with the telephone machine.

[Viki needs somebody to show her how to filter phone calls, because she's been here for months and still hasn't figured that out. :D Also, she died rather spectacularly at the Smith party. Feel free to bring it up if your characters happened to see it, but she might not want to talk about it in great detail.]
woodsiequeen: (hating you to death)
[If this is a joke, Viktoria does not find it very funny.

She's wandered off to an empty lot by herself because damn, is this humiliating. She's currently sitting on the cold ground huddled in a ball. You might notice that her head is wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage that's conspicuously covering one eye. She's also shivering, both from the cold and from blood loss.

At least she can take solace in the fact that an... old friend of hers isn't here to see this.]

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