Neil Perry
I always wonder why it is that some of us can stay here, and others only come to visit. I mean, I'm glad that people who don't want to live in the City don't have to stay, but it seems like some of you enjoy visiting. But maybe I'm just being greedy. It's strange having friends you only see every few months.

I'm late in welcoming you all, but I hope you won't hold that against me.



ooc deets! )

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Neil Perry
[VOICE]

Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.


The first thing I ever said on the Network, three years ago, was a line from Tennyson's Ulysses; that's the end of the poem. It's still one of my favorites, even now. It reminds me of home, but of the City too; even if we have nowhere, here, to travel, some work of noble note remains. There are always new things to be seen.

Sometimes it seems like I've lived here much longer than I have; we've seen and done and known so much, I can't imagine how it's all happened in only a few years. Other times it feels like no time has passed at all. Three years; a handful of plays; hundreds of books, I'm sure; and dozens of people I never could have met, anywhere else.

I'm glad to be here. I always will be, no matter what.

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Neil Perry
There was sand spilling onto the living room carpet this morning-- I thought, at first, that the bottle of sand on my bookcase must have broken but it wasn't. I guess, since other people are having the same problem it must be a curse. I'm glad-- not that people have sand everywhere, I mean, just that it isn't anything but a curse.

So, as I mentioned over the weekend-- though, unfortunately, I think most of the volunteers we had then haven't stayed-- we're finally ready to begin casting for the next play! It's called Like Clockwork-- Though I am supposed to tell you that's a working title, it might change if we can think of something better.

If you're interested in being involved-- as cast or backstage crew-- please let me know! We'll hold the first set of auditions this week, and once all the roles are filled, we'll start scheduling rehearsals. It doesn't matter if you've had experience before, or if this will be your first play-- everyone's welcome to join us!

Just let me know! And if you have any questions I'd be happy to answer them.

[ooc; as always I want to get as many people as possible involved, so please feel free to throw everyone at this! Like Clockwork is a play written by our very own Todd-mun, which means the cast size is very flexible~ we do have at least three female characters and two male characters in need of casting, buuuut should be able to accommodate any number of people beyond that! ^_^

Will eventually make OOC posts for organization! a-also please pretend this was earlier scream]


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Neil Perry
ACTION;

[Neil is in high spirits this afternoon as he braves the weather and the curses, heading in for his shift at the bookstore. His cheeks are flushed from cold even before the first time someone catches him under a wily sprig of waxy berries, and really, it's easy enough to laugh it off in the name of holiday cheer and common City shenanigans, so that's what he does.

Inside the bookstore, of course, there are all sorts of places for an enterprising plant to grow...]


TEXT / PRIVATE TO TODD )


[ooc; Plz pretend this was earlier. Feel free to hit him up anywhere, on his way there / back / in store, whatevs. I will be sloooow but I will tag back, I promise! <333]
 
 
Neil Perry
Well, it's always nice to see everyone-- I'm afraid I haven't made so much progress on getting the next play together since last time you all came, but maybe we can time it, now, for next time.

But I'm glad you've come, of course. I always am.


[ooc: standard disclaimer applies! Please no other Neils (tho face doubles are fiiiiine) and don't outright tell him he doesn't exist. Otherwise, s'all good. ALSO this post is as always eternally backdating friendly! Hit me, bb!

EXTRA BONUS POINTS FOR VISITING CASTMATES? 8D who will be kept forever chained to the carousel]
 
 
Neil Perry
01 September 2011 @ 08:38 pm
[VIDEO POST / VISIBLE IN THE SKY]

[At first there's nothing to see-- just a steady view of the sky, shaking once as an unseen hand settles the camera in place more firmly. After a long, boring minute of this, there's some unseen commotion-- a muffled voice with a clear questioning turn.

Suddenly, there are some loud crackles and whistles, completely drowning out anything being said, before the sky lights up with a brilliant display of custom fireworks, spelling out a familiar message:]



CARPE DIEM


[The camera stays trained on the sparkling letters long enough for a burst of laughter to ring out. Then the picture blurs as the device is snatched up, and swiftly turned off.]
 
 
Neil Perry
The first time the City turned me into someone I wasn't-- still me, but a me who isn't and never could be real-- was a few months, I guess, after I first came here. I hadn't realized before then what that could be like. Believing a whole other lifetime. I remember I acted like an ass afterward. I was embarrassed about being cursed, I guess, or about being cursed and thinking I wasn't cursed. And though I didn't like to say it-- I still don't, to tell you the truth-- I was kind of jealous of my other self. The curse itself was almost nice; it was the aftermath that stung.

I've been thinking about it a lot since it happened again this month-- once to me, and to other people as well, though not necessarily the same way. I've been in the City for two years now-- it was two years in April-- and this time, it didn't bother me nearly as much. Maybe that's because I didn't feel the loss as keenly; or maybe I'm just getting used to the City, to waking up and not knowing who I am. In any case curses don't last forever. No troubles do; if I'd understood that, I guess I wouldn't be here now.

I don't mean to say we should or could just brush things aside like they don't matter... I just hope no one's been hurt too badly, with everything that's happened. Those last few, especially.

The weather's been beautiful, and I think the City's as normal as it ever is. That won't last, either, of course, which is a shame; but maybe it's better not to think about it. I think I'll walk in the park today.
 
 
Neil Perry
27 February 2011 @ 10:11 am
I won't waste time, since these never last long enough to spend as much time as i'd like with all the people who've come to visit.

Who's here? Death, Life? Justin? Charlie? Anyone from home? Anyone I haven't met yet? I'm always glad for the company. Not that the City's boring, it never is, but you can never meet enough new people, I think!




[ooc: standard disclaimer applies! Please no other Neils (tho face doubles are fiiiiine) and don't outright tell him he doesn't exist. Otherwise, s'all good. ALSO this post is as always eternally backdating friendly! Hit me, bb!]
 
 
Neil Perry
I'm glad you're with me.




[ooc; replies laaater but I wanted to get this up! <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
[Anonymous Voice Post is Anonymous!]

[There's a pause before he begins speaking in a stage whisper theoretically designed to disguise his voice. If you know him (or his brother, for that matter,) it might be obvious; but really, it's for effect. Don't stifle his flair for the dramatic okay.]

I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life, and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.

We of the Dead Poets believe that, although our academic pursuits are a matter of great importance, such work is not what we live for; poetry, passion, the appreciation of beauty, are what keep us from being bound to lives of quiet desperation.

So tell me, gentlemen, ladies-- can you keep a secret?


[In addition, one might find here and there random bits of poetry-- mostly of the Romantic era-- chalked unobtrusively on walls and sidewalks, occasionally 'signed' with the initials DPS, or the words Dead Poets Society.

Any student of any school who expresses interest in this post-- anyone he can identify, anyway-- will be slipped a piece of paper at some point with a few lines of Coleridge and a time tomorrow evening written on it.]




[ooc; All replies will be text or the same 'anonymous' whisper >3 Neil's AU bio is over hyar, along with all my others. ^_^ a-as always please don't fourth-wall the Dead Poets :X Todd will be posting re: the meeting tomorrow!]
 
 
Neil Perry
This is kind of a nice surprise to wake up to! I certainly wasn't expecting it-- I mean I've never expected it, but the last few times this happened it fell on a holiday, didn't it? I'm glad, though; even if it gets a little strange I like having a chance to see the friends I've made from outside the City. You know, if I had warning I would schedule a play for one of these... influxes, so you could come see. Oh well.

And, oh, Claire-- I keep meaning to call, and forgetting, but thank you!



[ooc; as ever: please no other Neils, please try not to break his brain about not existing, but otherwise HAVE AT YOU. <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
04 June 2010 @ 03:33 pm
It's a beautiful day, City. Make the most of it.

I need your advice. I'm looking for something to read, something that isn't poetry. Knowing I can't just makes me want to read more! Anything, really. Novels or essays or, I don't even know, so long as you like it.

Call it a change in perspective.

There are a hundred thousand lines that'd suit today and I can't remember one. Still. It's a small price to pay.
 
 
Neil Perry
|[Private to the Deities]|

Well, this would be the place to start.

If one of you has the time, I'd like to talk to you about a deal we made, a while ago. Thank you.


---

|[Private to Yvaine | Separate, later in the day]|

All right. It's done, or at least, it will be at midnight tonight. I didn't have to give up anything I can't live without for a while at least. So whenever and wherever you'd like me to meet you...

...I can't tell you how much this means to me.
 
 
Neil Perry
Floating isn't very much like flying. At least, not flying the way a bird flies, though it's very much the way I fly in my dreams. Like stepping up onto something that isn't there and not stopping. And seeing the room from above, laying on the ceiling, isn't much like looking down from the top of a desk. Even less like looking down by looking up, standing upside down.

I didn't much like that, but I think it's the experience that counts, looking at things from a new perspective. Not whether you prefer that perspective. As long as I was right-side up I enjoyed floating... the same way I enjoyed flying, when I was a bird... but I don't mind keeping my feet on the ground, overall.
 
 
Neil Perry
[VIDEO / OPEN ACTION]


[With some scratching and fluttering the device is switched on to show... a bird! rather precariously perched on the edge of a desk.



He doesn't say anything, just spreads and flutters his wings before resettling and regaining his balance. He pauses there for a moment, chirps, and then leaps airward and heads for the open window.]


[ooc; Open for random action as he flies around, or i guess video responses later, but he can't talk much <333 so action's prolly more interesting. :D alsopleasepretendthiswasearlier <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
This seems to be an okay month after all, at least for me. So far. The Paris thing was kind of strange, but I liked it a lot, even if I didn't really get much done. Reading poetry in some cozy little café is a nice way to spend a weekend. I was me, even if I wasn't quite myself. That happened before and I didn't like it, but this time I don't think I really mind.

And then there's this! Which I like, even if it's confusing sometimes. Welcome to the City, new people! Is this what the deities decided to do for Valentine's Day? I like it a lot better than some of the other ideas people came up with...


[ooc; as usual: please no duplicate Neils, don't let him know he isn't real, otherwise pretty much everything goes. <3 Will be out for a while, will continue tagging for as long as necessary <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
06 February 2010 @ 11:51 pm
Today is like any other day; free of rehearsals for the moment, Monsieur Perry is seated at a small café, lingering over a cup of black coffee and a cigarette. He's reading, but doesn't seem particularly entranced. He sets his book aside from time to time when someone greets him; an old friend, a new acquaintance, a fan of the theatre who recognizes him from last week's performance. Each gets a bright and charming smile, a few words in passing before they part ways, leaving him to his literary pursuits.


|[ooc; fml please pretend this is earlier? always backdating friendly. His story (and Todd's) is about the same as ever, except with more running-off-to-Paris-to-be-free and less dying. OPEN TO ALL. Feel free to recognize/know him, i am easy. <333]|
 
 
Neil Perry
[Audio]

I guess it's nice having all these fresh flowers around. [Muttered, kind of an aside, as though he is turning away from the mic to say this for someone else's benefit. Such as his roommate's, perhaps. Just a thought. The mischievous tone might be a hint here.] Though I bet someone else will eat all the chocolate.

[The faint thud is definitely not said roommate flinging a pillow at Neil, are you crazy?]

Aanyway. [A little singsong, still laughing a bit.] I haven't said anything on this in a while. Um. I got a job, at a bookstore. I've never done that before, but i think I like it-- there's time to read between customers, which is nice, even if a lot of what they carry is a little weird.

Annnd if you hadn't heard, Lorne is putting on a musical! Chicago. Our dates are at the end of February. So, I hope everyone will come!

Hm?

[Clearly the last is a distracted response to something going on nearer to him. What it is, we can only guess, but the feed cuts off suddenly because Neil has a pillow volley to return.]



[ooc; WILL REPLY AS CONSISTENTLY AS POSSIBLE BUT. yeeeah. feel free to take credit for leaving him lovetokens if you so desire. <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
I wasn't cursed yesterday, to make a list of goals for next year. If I had been, honestly, I'm not sure what I would have set-- I can't think of anything any other than the goals I already had, the things I've been trying to do all along, since I got here. I want to keep acting and holding plays. I want to find ways to be happy even if I don't think I deserve it. I want to keep learning new things and reading new poems and making the most of the time I have here.

Carpe diem.

But that isn't anything new.

This was the best Christmas I've ever had, because of all of you, and I hope everyone enjoyed it as much as I did.

I know the new year probably won't be much different from this one-- there'll still be bad times and curses and sometimes we'll hate it here. But I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to have a good year.

I've got everything I need to be happy.


[ooc; I wish I were cool enough to have made up lists of what my chars got everyone else, but I am not. All of his friends (meaning.... pretty much everyone he talks to) would have gotten at least a little something <3 Happy New Year everyone. Backtagging might occur due to festivities.]
 
 
Neil Perry
There aren't going to be eight of me this time, are there?

Hello everyone, happy Halloween!





[ooc; no other Neils plx, and I'd prefer if you didn't tell him he doesn't exist. otherwise traumatize at will my darlings!]

[EDIT: out for a paaarty, troll boldly in my absence & I will get back to you <3]
 
 
Neil Perry
I remember there was another day, when the sun didn't come up at all, but then the lights didn't work or anything. Not even little things, like candles; or flashlights with batteries. It was pretty creepy-- this time, at least the moon was out, and it was so bright... I know other people were having trouble, getting attacked even, but Todd and I don't have any pets, so we were all right.

I've been putting this off, not for any reason really but because I keep getting busy doing other things. Mostly for my actors from Midsummer, but of course anyone's welcome to join us-- who'd be interested in acting in a mystery play, sometime around Halloween? I mean, we'll be putting on a mystery, not that the play itself will... you know. We haven't got all the details figured out yet-- it was Rosella's idea, I should mention-- but we thought it might be easier if we had an idea of how many and who we'll be working with. Even if you've never acted before-- especially if you haven't, and you really want to try it.

I think that's everything... I feel like I never say anything here anymore, maybe I'm just too busy to do it. I don't think that's a bad thing, though. I like to stay busy.
 
 
Neil Perry
People have told me that this kind of thing happens sometimes, though this is the first time I've been here for it. It seems like a lot of the people who live here are annoyed by it, but, I don't know-- it seems kind of exciting! Confusing, maybe, but exciting.

So, hello new people! Welcome to the City, even if it's only for a little while!



[ooc; FOURTH WALL IS UTTERLY GONE. i'd prefer you not tell him he's fictional, exactly, but feel free to know EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS LIFE EVER, idc. <3 and spam, threadjack, whatever, i love this, have fun, go nuts. he can deal.]