tangledintower: (-A new Dream...?-)
I don't get it. They're just sort of weed plants, right? How do they grow out of the ceiling like that?

[Rapunzel's at her job at the tea shop, since she's still working there for now, and she's just completely baffled by the mistletoe that appears to be growing out of the ceiling.]

[ooc: heheh. This is gonna be great.]
tangledintower: (-What is this?-)
[SOMEBODY is having fun with this curse. Sure, the only things that Rapunzel is able to cook is bread. Sure, all the food she touches turns to bread.

But who doesn't like bread? Bread is always good!

So Rapunzel is in the kitchen, embracing the curse and attempting to actually make a loaf of bread. Pascal is, of course, helping.]


I know, I know, but if everything I make is going to turn to bread anyway, why not just make actual bread?

...I know, I know, it's been a while. But Mother isn't here, and I'm older now! I know that too much yeast is a bad thing!

[Pascal chirps in conversation as Rapunzel continues to work. She only stops to get a glass of water...which she immediately starts coughing up.]

Pffpg...ugh...what...

[She stares in horror at the glass. Which is now full of liquid bread. Gross.]

...Okay, now that's just not nice...
tangledintower: (-Snark-)
[Rapunzel is sitting on the edge of her bed, hair wrapped around her like a blanket, as she knits what appears to be a very tiny scarf. Pascal, looking a bit blue and slightly irritated, is sitting on her shoulder.

Scene not making any sense? Don't worry! Rapunzel has been writing about her whole day, in excessive detail, for everybody to read!]


She woke up this morning and noted how cold it was. It never got this cold in the tower, and whenever it started to, she or Mother would make sure there was a nice fire and warm food. But she can't exactly go and set a fire in the apartment, now can she? That would only end badly, she thought to herself.

Having taken a look in her closet, she noticed that she didn't have very many coats or sweaters. She had a few, to be sure, and she made sure to put one of those on, along with a pair of socks. She's still getting used to the idea of wearing socks and shoes. Living in a tower for years, you never had to wear these things on your feet, and despite being in the City for a while now, she'd still never really gotten used to this whole 'footware' thing.

While she was a bit warmer and bundled up, though, she saw poor Pascal, shivering and looking grumpy and blue! Oh no!

So, she decided that she would make him some winter clothes as well. Starting with a nice scarf. He had a little scarf at home in the tower, but it had been summer when they left, so it was still there...and he could use a temporary replacement while they were here!

And so, she sat down on the bed, placing Pascal on her shoulder where he could observe her work, and started to knit. Her hair, as it often did, got in the way a bit...so she decided to use it as a blanket. She did this when she was in the tower, why not here?


It's been a few hours now, and she's really making progress...though the scarf is probably a bit longer than she intended it to be...
tangledintower: (-A new Dream...?-)
[Rapunzel is walking out in the City, running some errands. She's wearing a sweater and legit shoes today, but despite that, she's still shivering. A rather blue Pascal is sitting on her shoulder, looking quite irritated.]

I know, I know...I don't know where all this fog came from...! Or why it's so cold...we should get you a sweater, Pascal. Then you'd be warm.

[The chameleon makes a noise at that, and Rapunzel laughs, turning to say something, before she notices something off in the distance.]

...That...that house wasn't there yesterday, was it...?

[Pascal shakes his head, and Rapunzel frowns, heading in the direction of the small, abandoned house in the distance. Now that her curiosity's been piqued, there's no going back...]
tangledintower: (-Eek!!-)
Aaah--get off!! Stop it!

[Poor Rapunzel is squirming, looking genuinely uncomfortable and grumpy, itching at her skin and swatting at it, wincing.]

I don't understand, where are they all coming from? I swear, they weren't here last night...did I leave the window open?

[Rapunzel runs into the kitchen, where Pascal is sticking his tongue out and attacking the invisible bugs that appear to be bugging them both.]

Pascal, they just keep coming! You're gonna get sick if you do that...!

[Pascal just shrugs at Rapunzel, continuing to attempt to eat the invisible bugs.]

Ugh, fine, get a stomach age...I'm getting the bug spray, then I'm taking a shower...they're everywhere....They're in my hair, ewww...!
tangledintower: (-Doubts-)
Oh, I sort of like this curse. It's nice, seeing all these people here...even if it's just for a weekend.

...Eugene? Maximus? Are you out there? I...I know you can't stay, but...well, I really miss you guys...

Oh, and anybody else who wants to say hi can say hi!
tangledintower: (-Protect me)
Last year, I was not ready at all for winter! Living it inside a tower and just watching is one thing. Actually being outside in the snow is totally different!


So I hope I'm prepared this time...I think I am, anyway!

[But she's looking for a second opinion, so on goes the camera. She's wearing a garish mishmash of winter clothing on top of her regular dress, including but not limited to:

An Santa hat
Red mittens
An oversized orange ski jacket
A black and yellow striped scarf
Snow pants
Ski goggles
Earmuffs
And finally, a pair of brown furry snowboots, the only thing that really seems to fit her.]


Honestly, I'm feeling a little warm right now...but I guess that means I'm ready, right?

[Poor Rapunzel. She's so used to not having to wear layers like this that wearing them confuses her and her normally quite good fashion sense.]
tangledintower: (-Panic-)
[Business was busy tonight at the diner. Some big band was playing in town tonight, so that meant a lot of people were out and about, getting food.

Rapunzel's feet were beginning to hurt. Her regular states were getting fixed, since one of her wheels broke last week, so she was wearing the extra pair, and they were too big, so she was wobblier than normal, and was afraid of dropping her next order.

It takes all her willpower to drop the food off at the car without any problems, and the minute she gets back inside, she flops down on a nearby stool.]


Whewh...these skates are not the bee's knees...oh well. We've got another order for 2 burgers and a malt, by the way. I think I'm blistering...

[ooc: 50's waitress rollerskater Rapunzel!]
tangledintower: (-Fear and Betrayel-)
[Wandering around the square of the City is a familiar looking little girl.

Confused and scared, she's holding onto her long blonde hair like a security blanket.]

...Mommy...?


Where am I...? Where's Mommy...?

I'm not 'sposta be outside...it's not safe out here...

[Little Rapunzel looks like she's about to cry, and she starts to wander away from the center of the City, before tripping over a rock and falling over onto the ground. This is clearly the final straw for the scared little girl, as she starts crying.]

I wanna go home...


[ooc: Age Reversal! Baby Rapunzel is...about 5 or 6, I think? And she's never been outside before, and her mother has already started warping her mind with horrible stories about the outside world, so she's a bit on edge.

Also, no Pascal, they haven't met yet at this point in her life!]
tangledintower: (-Panic-)
[Rapunzel is sitting on a small chair in her bedroom, brushing her hair. But what would be a relatively normal scene is a bit off for several reasons...

First, and most obvious, is that her hair is now brown. It's still very, very long, but it's gone from being golden blonde to brown.

Second, she's brushing her hair in a frantic, almost panicked state. And third, she's singing to herself, almost desperately.]


Flower, gleam and glow, let your power shine... Why isn't it working? I haven't cut my hair at all, this shouldn't be happening!!

[She slumps in the chair, looking miserable and absolutely terrified.]

Oh, Mother is going to kill me...how do I tell her that my hair just sort of stopped working? She's not going to believe me...Pascal, what should I do?

[Pascal, who's sitting on the floor in front of her, shrugs before tugging on a bit of her hair.]

You're right. I'll keep trying, maybe it'll start working...or maybe if I go outside it'll go back to normal, or something. I'm willing to try anything by this point...

[ooc: Average Joe day. Rapunzel's normally magical hair has been sapped of its powers, and it's now just 70ft of average brown hair. She's freaking out...and this is leading her to inadvertently revealing the fact her hair isn't normal to the Network. :3 Have fun!]
tangledintower: (-Panic-)
W-w-wow...! I've never seen a s-su-summer snowstorm before! I didn't even think it was possible!

I hope the plants will be okay...it's probably to c-c-c-cold for them, but they're tough!

I want to go outside and play in the snow, but I can't find any s-shoes...I actually don't think I own any. Or a c-coat...or any winter clothes!
Plus, the cold is bad for Pascal...

...I don't really want to leave him alone inside if it's gonna be this cold...reptiles don't do well in the c-cold...Rapunzel's don't do well either, but that's okay!

M-maybe I'll go out l-later...gotta make sure he's okay first.
tangledintower: (-Snark-)
[The lights are low, the curtain is drawn, and Rapunzel is a bit nervous backstage. She loves her job, loves preforming and doing tricks and singing, but she always gets nervous before a show...]

Okay, Rapunzel. You can do this. The crowd loves you, and you love the crowd. You look good, you sound good, you got plenty of rest...you know this routine! You can do this!

[She nods to herself, before twirling some of her hair.]

Okay. Let's go do this. Me and my hair against the world, just the way it should be.

[She grins and goes to take her place on stage behind the curtain, swinging her hair up and forming a swing that she casually lounges in, as the announcer comes over an intercom.]

And now, ladies and gentlemen, we are proud to present the one, the only, Rapunzel, the singing, swinging, blonde bombshell!


[The curtain comes up, and Rapunzel peeks out from behind her hair hammock, smiling demurely.]

Mama thinks I'm living in a convent...a secluded little convent in the southern part of France...
Mama doesn't even have an inkling that I'm working. In a nightclub. In a pair of lacy pants...

[She swings out from her hair, beginning her routine, and she continues to sing.]

[ooc: The song our showgirl Rapunzel is singing is 'Don't Tell Mama', from the musical Cabaret.]
tangledintower: (-Fear and Betrayel-)
...I'm lonely.

I mean, I guess I've been lonely for a long time. Growing up, it was me and Mother for years, and nobody else. Then Pascal showed up, but for the longest time, I really didn't know...well, anybody.

I can't really get over that, you know? I still don't feel like I really know anybody, or anything...Mother said that I was gullible and naive, and she's probably right. She knows more people than I do. And maybe those are just things that come with being lonely.

...I don't really know why I'm talking about this. I shouldn't feel like this, not know, not when I'm out of the tower and actually living and meeting people and making friends, but...
tangledintower: (Default)
[It has been an inadvertantly busy day for Rapunzel. But despite looking exhausted, she's still grinning.]

I think I like this curse. It's exhausting, but it's fun! And I guess this helps to make up for all the parties and things I missed in the tower!

[She's at some sort of tea party at the Square, but not for long. CLEAN CUP, MOVE DOWN!]

Oh, here we go again!

[She laughs as she's pulled away, running off to another party somewhere in the City.]
tangledintower: (-Happiness-)
Oh, it's this weekend! Hello again, visitors, welcome back!!


I wonder if Maximus or any of the people from the Snuggly Duckling are here. I hope so, it's been a while since I've seen them, and it'd be nice to say hello to them!

I wonder if Mother is here...

Oh, and I suppose I should do this today while I'm thinking of it, but my birthday is on Tuesday. And I've decided that I'm going to be throwing a big party, since I've never thrown a birthday party before. There's going to be a lot of food, and games, and music, and I'm going to be doing all of this is Xanadu because it's got a lot of space.

And I need a lot of space because I'm basically inviting everybody! So it's not so much a birthday party as it is a party party. I think. Is that how it works? I don't know.

I guess I'm still working out the details...heh....
tangledintower: (-A new Dream...?-)
I think I like this world. It's pretty, and it really is built for adventure! I'm enjoying this curse. And they say we never get good curses.

[Rapunzel laughs as she walks through a stream, picking up unusual rocks every so often before putting them in a bag on her shoulder.]


I don't know where I'm going, but all I know is that today, I am going to have an adventure. I've only ever had one adventure before, and it's technically unfinished, since I started it at home and left in the middle. And if we only get to be in this place for one day, I want to see every bit of it!

Okay, adventuring requires...hm. A map...supplies...What else does one take on an adventure. Oh, and I guess I'm supposed to find flint.

I guess I could adventure for flint...and help anybody else looking for it. I know a lot about geology from one of the books I've read, but I can't say I've ever actually seen flint in person...
tangledintower: (-Panic-)
[Rapunzel is in her room, a slight frown on her face as she runs around... labeling.

Labeling everything.

All over the room, there are bits of paper with labels claiming them as Rapunzel's property. Even Pascal, who has returned from running away, has a label on his forehead, declaring him to be 'My Pascal'. He is not pleased.

After a few minutes of this, Rapunzel stops and nods, satisfied.]


Okay, everything in here is taken care of!

Time to go to Eugene's apartment! I have to label him and his things!

Oooh, and I should do the living room...and the kitchen...I need more paper! And tape!

I should go get those! I can label those too!

[With a nod, Rapunzel grabs an irritated Pascal, and runs off.]

[ooc: Mine Mine Mine curse. Tee hee.]
tangledintower: (-Thumbs Up!-)
Eugene!!

I...uh, well, I have something for you! I wanted to thank you for all the great times we've had so far here, and for protecting me against the harpy women...so I got you a present! I hope you like it...

So, come over, and I'll give it to you!

[She got you a frying pan. Of course.]
tangledintower: (-What is this?-)
I don't really understand...

So, I went out, and everybody was wearing green. Except for me, and I guess Pascal doesn't count because he's the one wearing the green, not me...and suddenly, I get surrounded by people who keep pinching me!

...Pinching really hurts...

And they wouldn't tell me why, either!! So I went back home. What on earth is supposed to be going on today? I know that not every day is like this, so something must be up...
tangledintower: (-Doubts-)
Don't ever ask to leave this tower again. )

Likes you? Please Rapunzel, that's demented! )

[Rapunzel, of course, has no idea that some of her memories have made their way onto the network. After all, these devices are still all confusing to her, and she doesn't really pay to much attention to them. So she's just out and about in the City, getting ingredients (because she's got a plan of some sort), not aware that these are being shown.]

[ooc: Memory Theater curse! They're a little long, very musical, and slightly spoilerish, the second one more than the first. And as soon as somebody mentions these are up, Rapunzel will become quite upset.]

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