Cy for Cypher

PSYCHIC PERMISSIONS POST FOR SINGULARITY

cyfor — Tue, 15 Nov 2011 02:34:26 GMT

SO YUP CY IS PSYCHIC. Also pretty much incapable of articulating clearly to anyone but the person in question what she's picking up on.

What can't she sees, what can she see, and what might you want her to see? If the answer is 'everything', 'nothing', and 'nothing' that's totally fine! I just need to know. Thank you!

App for Singularity

cyfor — Sun, 13 Nov 2011 23:37:44 GMT

Player Information ;
Your Nickname: Jae
OOC Journal: N/A
Under 18? Nope
Email/IM: anjelsword at gmail dot com
Characters Played at Singularity: Steve Rogers

Character Information ;
Name: Cy
Name of Canon: The Wild Road
Canon/AU/Other Game CR: N/A
Reference:
http://www.randomhouse.com/features/wildroad/ Excerpt and information page from the publisher

http://www.sfsite.com/06a/cats58.htm Review of The Wild Road and it's sequel.

Canon Point: Just before the final confrontation with the alchemist/her 'death'.

Setting:
They live in a cat's world. That is to say, it's our world, but from their viewpoint. They treat humans with the same sort of care or dismissal that a human might give a stray cat, and don't hesitate to use people to get what they want. It's survival of the fittest, after all. Sealink put it best: "No one owns me, kitten. Nor ever will. But we share this world with human folks for good or ill, and we got to work around them. I heard some cats call humans it as if humans got no feelings. Wrong. Course, that's only my view."

One substantial difference between the world as we know it and as they do is the Wild Road. It's precisely what it sounds like; an old way, one to which only those tied to the earth, bird and beast, have access to. It's a path out of time, the place where the souls of animals go when they die, rushing endlessly along in a cold gray wind. When an animal runs the Wild Road it becomes what it was at the beginning of everything, runs across the landscape of the world as it was before road and canal changed its face. This power lasts for a few short moments after they leave the road; it's the reason for sightings of old, dead beasts the world over. Someone traveling the Wild Road can go hundreds of miles in a day, but travel through it also shortens the runner's life. A modern cat (or other creature) is not equipped to handle the power of the animal that it once was.

There are smaller, tamer paths, that don't change the shape of the runners. They go less of a distance, and fade over time if they aren't consistently used. They don't take as much of a toll; in fact, they can serve as small escapes, respites from the world.

The Golden Cat is a mythological being, said to be born from the King and Queen of Cats, that will heal the world. It's a creature of fantastic power, and the object of the quest Tag (the protagonist) is sent on.

The Alchemist is a human who is all too aware of the lives and actions of the animal world. He wants to control the Wild Road and the Golden Cat itself, harness the power, and become part of the Wild Road in truth. He has lived for hundreds of years, and has devised a way to travel the roads with the help of transformative powers and the mummified leg of a panther. However, his use of the roads is warping them. The souls of its animals are becoming lost, tangled, or corrupted, and travel on the Wild Road has become exhausting and potentially fatal, rather than rejuvenating and dangerous. The Alchemist experiments on animals, primarily cats. He has swarms of creatures at his disposal, sad and confused creatures that respond to his whims and mob whoever he sends them out against in mindless, lost flocks. Cy is one of the Alchemist's cats, one who has managed to retain something like a consciousness, though she's obviously insane and rather oblivious when it comes to the most obvious things.

The Majicou is Tag's "boss" in some sense. He is the one who has watched over Tag from afar since kittenhood, and charged Tag with the task of finding the King and Queen. He is the maintainer of the Wild Road, and draws power from it. He is capable of becoming his ancestral self while outside of the Road, and Tag is terrified of him. The Majicou rarely leaves the roads himself, sending messengers like the fox Loves a Dustbin or the magpie One for Sorrows instead. He has lived as long as the Alchemist, maybe longer, drawing strength from the Road. One could say it's his life support system; the longer he lives, the shorter a time he can spend outside it.

The King and Queen are Ragnar and Pertelot. Pertelot is ill when Tag finds them, and Ragnar, though he does his best for her, is something of an idiot. He is very strong however (being a Norwegian Forest Cat has its advantages), and has the ability to heal those he touches with his tongue. He's a good, solid creature, thick or not. Pertelot is a high-class gray Egyptian Mau, a frail, loving animal prone to visions of the past.

Personality:
Cy is crazy. Schizophrenia probably comes closest. She's cheerful and wild and spouts apparent nonsense almost all the time, though she often weaves fragmented bits of the past and future into her words. She has an attention span of about thirty seconds, unless she finds something particularly riveting, and regularly tries to eat the inedible. Everything from linoleum and bits of plastic or wax paper to metal and someone's old shoes. None of it is unreasonable to her; the world she lives in is her own, and everyone else is crazy. No one else understands what's happening the way she does, even if she can't articulate it, which leads to a great deal of frustration on her part and no small amount of scorn.

...Also, she's a cat. Scorn is sort of part and parcel of the whole thing.

Her understanding of reality, or at least her ability to interact with it, is limited at best. She has a kitten's approach to everything, and may forget something she was told just minutes before if it doesn't really apply to whatever she's doing in that moment. She also is emotionally sensitive beyond the norm, understanding moods far better than most, though she may (and often does) choose to ignore the troubled emotions of those around her. She's selfish, insensitive, and while she does genuinely care for her friends, it often comes in the shape of constant harassment and gifts of useless trinkets.

She's also flighty and seems to have both an intimate familiarity with and deep misunderstanding of death. She's not threatened by anything, only really fears the Alchemist, and regularly drops herself into potentially deadly situations because she's either curious or oblivious. Also everyone but the Alchemist is her friend. Or her enemy. It depends on the day and her mood. Those she likes tend to fall on the 'friend' side of things more often than not, though she's truly trusting with very few individuals and only then after they've given in to the fact that once she inflicts herself on them she will. Not. Go. Away. Grudging acceptance is, to her, enough to go on as far as real friendship is concerned. That said, her loyalties still tend to skip around with annoying frequency, sticking only with those who she finds have a psychically grounding effect, a bit like spiritual lightning-rods.

Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitation Suggestions:
General Skills/Abilities: She has a certain amount of power gleaned from her time with the Alchemist, though little ability to use it without his direct manipulation. As such, when she uses what little power she has, bad things tend to follow. She's able to vanish from one place and pop up in another with annoying frequency. She is able to read minds, to a certain degree, and can penetrate mental defenses fairly deeply, though when she does it's usually by accident. She has a strong ability to hypnotize, mostly through vocalizations and speech, and can also, in sporadic moments, see the future or the "truth" of a situation, at least part of it. She is rarely able to articulate clearly what she sees. In addition, she can create tiny bright birds and summon electric-blue butterflies, can create glowing white moths, summon strange lights, and may have a negative effect on machinery if she puts her mind to it. She can see ghosts and dances with them; when she does, they become visible to others. I don't know I didn't write it.

General Weaknesses: She's a cat, and limited to what a cat of her size and stature can do. She's also extremely vulnerable to psychic manipulation and can be used as eyes, ears, and puppet by those who have the power to do so. She's particularly sensitive to negative intentions and tends to go into fits when something of particularly dark energy is around. She also - for whatever reason - tends to attract darker spirits and powers.

As far as limitations are concerned, while she's a strong psychic, she's so distractible it's easy to say that she's either not reading someone's mind or not able to focus on what she sees. Her other abilities are more or less harmless, and hypnotizing would absolutely only happen with player permission.

Inventory:
A sparkplug embedded in her skull and a dead vole.

Appearance:
http://pics.livejournal.com/cyfor/pic/00001xh7

She's a long-haired gray tabby with four white socks and small paws. She's very small and sturdily built; stubby, too, so that from a distance she looks like a kitten. The way she moves doesn't help. She has a kitten's uncoordinated gait, and often turns summersaults or chases her tail for no reason. Her tabby markings look like flames rippling down her sides.

Tag describes her as being all eyes; tawny yellow, direct and strange and full of laughter. She has a pink nose and a white spot under her chin that makes her look slightly-off kilter, like she's always tilting her head or listening for silent sounds. She has a spark plug embedded in her forehead, the skin around it healed perfectly all the way up to its base. It is usually hidden (at least mostly hidden) by her fur. She is almost always filthy.

Age: Estimated around two years old.

Samples ;
Log Sample:
She watches the fish inside the tank, circling circling in the dark, and sways in time to the song they can't hear themselves following. Follow follow following. The Wild Roads of the Fishes, the Wild Roads of the Chips. She thinks again of the wrapper she squirreled away for Tag and thinks he probably won't know to miss it.

It's a short somersault from the top of the stairs to the floor, a painfully cheerful tangle of limbs and sharp edges, but then she's under the aquarium's front counter shredding the greasy wrapper with her teeth and growling to herself and not minding the fact that the world has gone cross-eyed again.

Cy stops to leave the remaining scraps sprinkled across the chair behind the counter, payment for her visit, before tumbling her way out into the evening air. She's not going anywhere, per se, except that she needs the motion, and besides - Tag will find her. He usually almost always definitely does.

Besides, she can hear something new in the city. Her legs fall over themselves into a run, and she takes turns down several of the wrong streets before she manages to spiral her way to the right one. There's lights, ribbons of sound sparkling and sparking and cooing starsongs from the other side of nowhere. It's a Road she's never seen before, a Road that feels like men. She hisses, sidling sideways toward it, and takes one angry swing.

One angry swing, and then wild yowling as her city, her Tag, gets ripped away from her.

Network Sample:
[There is a nose. A scarred, dirty, kitty nose. She draws back just enough to fix the camera with one angry eye before turning so her buttocks is aimed firmly at her viewers. And, for the record, all of this is said with a vaguely Manchester accent.]

Fee fie fo fumble, I smell the blood of a dying star. [She glares at the camera again, upside-down from between her legs.] Going back now. Going back now. Where's the road you made? Open up, saysme. Mad Alchemists and fishmongers. [The last bit is muttered angrily. She somersaults into a pile of oddsbobs she's been busily transporting from the junkyard to the first garden zone, the light glinting off something nested in the long gray fur of her forehead.]

Tag needs me, I'm it. Where's the mad road-walker?

Note: SINCE I'M NOT ENTIRELY SURE HOW THE WHOLE LANGUAGE THING WOULD WORK, WITH HER, I'm going to say - given mod permission - that she was given human speech capabilities via transporter malfunction.

Public

cyfor — Thu, 01 Apr 2010 20:17:05 GMT

DESIREE

Feed me.

Omgmedia

cyfor — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 07:11:10 GMT

TADA. This has been preoccupying me for the past few days, as I discovered the WONDER AND HORROR that is free movie editing software. So, tada. My first ever fmv, in celebration of the fantastic female cast at beyondtherift.

APPARENTLY IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN

cyfor — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 19:44:00 GMT

And I've once again been ordered by the fabulous senseofliberty to participate. AT LEAST LINCOLN ISN'T IN ON IT THIS TIME. GOD.

RP Love Meme // Show me love

Cy's Playlist

cyfor — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 06:22:17 GMT

Certain friends of mine inadvertently made me want to do this by posting their own, so here goes. (AND TO THOSE TO WHOM I OWE DRABBLES--going to work on that this week after we've moved into our new place, since we will have no shiny internets to distract me. PREPARE FOR THE AVALANCHE WHEN I RETURN.)

WONDER - Chris Rice
I could stand here looking at you for a thousand years
And if I could, I’d fly to the heavens and meet you there
But this gravity keeps holding me down
So I’ll just keep watching you slide through the summer sky
And it makes me smile while you mingle with your lights with the fireflies
And I don’t want to stop this spinning around

LIFE IN TECHNICOLOR - Coldplay
Instrumental

42 - Coldplay
Those who are dead are not dead
They're just living in my head
And since I fell for that spell
I am living there as well

SPEED OF SOUND - Coldplay
All that noise, and all that sound
All those places I got found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you'd understand

PLAYING TO THE FIRMAMENT - Dar Williams
And when did sex get so mean, when did crime get so clean
You know I just can't seem to find the soul in this striving
Why not play to a dream, cause the world is too green
For all this bad driving

SEE THE SUN - Dido
Cy/Des
Come on take my hand
We're going for a walk, I know you can
You can wear anything as long as it's not black
Please don't mourn forever
She's not coming back

MARSH KING’S DAUGHTER - Eisley
Come on darling run with me, we'll take the bog on foot
we'll be not lost you see, though dark the bog shall be
When we arrive there on our feet you just stay close to me

BRIGHTLY WOUND - Eisley
I shall never grow up
Make believe is much too fun
Can we go far away to the humming meadow
This place is so lovely
It kind of makes me very happy
Let's go far away to the humming meadow

MARVELOUS THINGS - Eisley
Dark night hold tight, and sleep tight
my baby
Morning light shall burst bright
and keep us here safely

I followed a rabbit
through rows of mermaid entwined Shrubbery
Oh what marvelous things but, they are, they are, they are
giving me the creeps

PLENTY OF PAPER - Eisley
Cy/Tag
I cut the moon in half
And stuck a piece to my hair
It made the back of my head glow
Golden yellow and then I took
Ten stars on sticks and placed them in my small metal
Bucket and I gave the other half of the moon to you
Ooh, so you wouldn't forget me while I'm gone

IT’S ONLY A PAPER MOON - Ella Fitzgerald
Cy/Tag
I never feel a thing is real
When I'm away from you
Out of your embrace
The world's a temporary parking place

WILD CHILD - Enya
Ever close your eyes
Ever stop and listen
Ever feel alive
And you've nothing missing
You don't need a reason
Let the day go on and on

ORDINARY DAY - Great Big Sea
See that girl on the street, what keeps her from dying
Let them say what they want, she won't stop trying
She might stumble, if they push her 'round
She might fall, but she'll never lie down

THE REMEDY - Jason Mraz
The remedy is the experience.
This is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that it's serious.
This is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend
The rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends
When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won’t worry my life away.

OMNA MAGNI - Makino Yui
shadow of the dead
suffering of the living
bliss of the dark
frenzy of the light
lump it all together
wrap it in beautiful lace

enveloped in gloom
a leggy shadow screams

DIRTY KNIFE - Neko Case
So suddenly the madness came
With it's whiskered, wolven ether pangs
He locked the door and he shut the blinds
He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron
While the dirty knife wore deep into his spine

TESTAMENT TO YOUTH IN VERSE - The New Pornographers
Oh my sweet witness
Can't you hear the voices?
They're telling the children to rock
For their choices
The bells ring
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...

HOTEL SONG - Regina Spektor
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my, you will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend

WEAR YOUR LOVE LIKE HEAVEN - Sarah McLachlan
Cannot believe what I see
All I have wished for will be
All of our race proud and free
Wear your love like Heaven

HEAVEN’S NOT ENOUGH - Steve Conte
and heaven's not enough
if when I'm there I don't remember you
and heaven does enough
you think you know it
and it uses you

TRUE LOVE - Steve Conte
True love, true love
I need it
True love
Sweet and simple and it keeps me living
True love, true love
You give me
True love
Yeah, the only reason I'll never give in

BOOK OF DREAMS - Suzanne Vega
I took your urgent whisper
Stole the arc of a white wing
Rode like foam on the river of pity
Turned its tide to strength
Healed the hole that ripped in living
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams

BLOOD MAKES NOISE - Suzanne Vega
I think that you might want to know
The details and the facts
But there's something in my blood
Denies the memory of the acts
So just forget it Doc.
I think it's really
Cool that you're concerned
But we'll have to try again
After the silence has returned

LEFT OF CENTER - Suzanne Vega
When they ask me
"What are you looking at?"
I always answer
"Nothing much" (not much)
I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think
I must be out of touch

ONLY HOPE - Switchfoot
There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But you sing to me over and over again

The "IN UR PANTS" meme

cyfor — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 19:37:15 GMT

Pick one of your characters and one of my characters, and I will write you a drabble of my character in your character's pants.

Why they are WEARING said pants is, of course, up to me. :D

Character List:

Beyond the Rift
* Adrian Vela (crimeatthetime)
* Aniki Forfrysning (anjelsword)
* Cy (cyfor)
* Ragnar (prince_stupid)
* Ruvin (changingtheodds)
* Fritz Antonius (mustardwithat)
* Abby Maitland (chimaerasaurus)
* Portia Kilgaur (takethechase)
* Magdalena Broz (braidingminds)
* Winny Carpenter (crossindexing)

Route 47
* Aziraphale (extutela)
* Misaki Kirihara/September (worldsalone)
* Min Kyung Smith (embraceitall)
* Henrietta (fireintothesky)

Random
* Karrin Murphy (whateverthemess)
* Madeline Westen (onlyfelldown [young and/or crack!AU], maybeaparasite)
* Misaki Kirihara (chasingstars)
* Danny Taylor (tayloredfit)
* Natalia Nulpi Abascal (saveyourfears)
* Haraken (coiledheart)
* Ariel Wheeler (heardeveryword)
* Ting (tingle_of_life)
* Hanamura Yosuke (thisoneheart)
* Rajani "Saj" Sajid (shadows_do_move)
* Felix (mindtheboulder)

If you want an alternate version of my character--AU, existing storyline, canon, etc--please specify.

It's that time again

cyfor — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 10:14:25 GMT

IC Friending Meme!
Pimp yourself, recommend your friends.
All are welcome--click the graphic to post!

questions!meme from humanmapquest

cyfor — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 04:02:53 GMT

I've given my characters a healthy dose of Veritaserum and now they have to tell the truth. What does this mean for you? Ask my characters questions about anything and everything and they will truthfully answer it. If you have more than one verse with them, please specify which one you want.

Character List:
Beyond the Rift
* Adrian Vela (crimeatthetime)
* Aniki Forfrysning (anjelsword)
* Cy (cyfor)
* Ragnar (prince_stupid)
* Ruvin (changingtheodds)
* Fritz Antonius (mustardwithat)
* Abby Maitland (chimaerasaurus)
* Maka Albarn (just_add_souls)
* Portia Kilgaur (takethechase)
* Magdalena Broz (braidingminds)

Route 47
* Aziraphale (extutela)
* Misaki Kirihara/September (worldsalone)
* Min Kyung Smith (embraceitall)
* Henrietta (fireintothesky)

If you want to query a character I no longer play, you're welcome to do that as well. Can't guarantee they'll talk to me, but I'll give it a shot.

Beyond the Rift: [Public]

cyfor — Mon, 11 May 2009 05:47:49 GMT

~~~~~~~ATTENTION FOR ME NOW~~~~~~~

I can't do fun things without tall people.

Tall people! Take me to the place with the bright lights and the fun things.

cyfor — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 06:24:51 GMT

You Scored as VI: The Lovers

This is a card symbolising couples, relationships and strong bonds. The love does not have to be physical, nor even called by that name. This card indicates the trust and openness of such a relationship. The two Lovers have no secrets from each other. In a Tarot reading this card can indicate the forging of a new relationship, the strengthening of an existing one or simply the two Lovers working together to overcome problems. This Card Reversed can represnt the loss of trust, possibly leading to the breakdown of the relationship, decption, pain.

[Six Word Stories]

cyfor — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 10:08:37 GMT

Can see him clearly, coming fast.

Om nom nom bandwagon

cyfor — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 09:42:19 GMT

RP LOVE MEME

I blame senseofliberty. :|

cyfor — Wed, 08 Apr 2009 22:16:29 GMT

You Are a Black Panther

You see through people. You understand others' motives and plans.

You have a knack for predicting the future. You just know what people are going to do.

People are attracted to you. You are naturally able to influence other people's thoughts.

You have the charisma to be a beloved guru or dictator. It's all about how you handle it.

What Big Cat Are You?

beyondtherift Journal Entry: [Locked to friends.]

cyfor — Thu, 19 Feb 2009 06:29:23 GMT

[[OOC: Since a certain fuzzy someone hasn't been getting any of the journal entries that are locked against third parties--]]

---hello?

Got quiet. Still there~~?

~~Don't like being~~

beyondtherift Journal Entry: [Locked to Her People. THIS INCLUDES YOU, SARK. BWAHAHA.]

cyfor — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 06:48:49 GMT

None dying.

Right?

Can't tell from here.

beyondtherift Journal Entry: [Public]

cyfor — Fri, 13 Feb 2009 20:55:17 GMT

I'm looking for the fox with forty-five sets of lives.

Beyond the Rift: Plots

cyfor — Sat, 31 Jan 2009 20:40:41 GMT

Lost in Hollywood: Cy does a lot of wandering. But sometimes she can wander a little too far. And sometimes she gets into trouble that she can’t get out of alone. (Open to anyone, though getting her involved with the O would be a plus)

I Need You, The End: Otherwise known as the Little Sisterthing plot. Tag is gone and may never reappear, and Cy is pretty lost without him. She’s going to need some serious mental support, and with the amount of trouble she gets into, someone with enough patience to deal. (Daniel. Maybe Des?)

The World We Live In: Cy gets a look at Chicago’s less pleasant aspects, supernatural or otherwise. (Open to anyone)

Could’ve Gone Mad: Cy is unbalanced, that much is obvious, but there are certain things that can push her over the edge and straight into insanity--experimentation being one of them. (Open to people as horrible as I am. ;~;)

Left of Center: Cy is psychic. This causes her problems. It can also cause other people problems, since keeping her mouth shut has never been her forte. (Open to anyone)

RS: Mail Hole

cyfor — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:54:40 GMT

Om nom nom

cyfor — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 21:26:00 GMT

The bandwagon, I jumps on it

cyfor — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 02:12:14 GMT

IC Friending Meme!
Pimp yourself, recommend your friends.
All are welcome--click the graphic to post!

SONG MEME

cyfor — Sat, 20 Dec 2008 21:39:17 GMT

Put your playlist on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. post the poem that results. the first line of the twenty-first is the title.

Maybe Sparrow, You Should Wait

If you knew what I know,
oh my darling.
(So many people live in my town)
All night, all I hear, all I hear is your heart--
tenderly, tenderly, please take my breath from me
I can say that I've lived here:
here I am.

When I'm walking under stars I covet all the waiting hours.
(stars can't fight city lights)
Fluorescent lights engage--
chimneys fall and lovers blaze--
Oh light, I thought you were golden.

See, suddenly the madness came.
He led you to this hiding place.
When you tire of all the bright lights,
hear me calling your voice in the night--
(want to get it all behind me)
Lost love, you're the one that lies in my arms.
I have lightning;
You are gone.

cyfor — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:01:02 GMT

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Thursday I ruled Asscrackistan as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). In March I caught a purse-snatcher who stole exserpens's purse (30 points). In May I farted in an elevator (-6 points). In August I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). In January I set rude_not_ginger's puppy on fire (-66 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-741 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

Sincerely,
cyfor

cyfor — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 16:13:40 GMT

Post a CONFESSION Meme

BECAUSE EVERYONE IS DOIN' IT, AN arpea_awards POST

cyfor — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 08:38:22 GMT

Ahahahaha wow. Thanks, to everyone who nom'd Cy for the Arpeas. SERIOUSLY IT WAS UNEXPECTED. Except for the most unlikely couple one because someone told me about it. *EYES PERSON*

But yes. Whoever was out there in the wide, nebulous world of the internets and took notice of this little corner, thank you, really. Cy is delightfully fun to play, and it's really good to know that others are enjoying having her around, the nutty little furball.

Much love to you all. <3

EDIT: ER. I GUESS I'M SUPPOSED TO SAY WHAT SHE WAS NOM'D FOR?

So here's the little listy:

Miss Congeniality
Most Likely To Go Insane
Choice Nonhuman
Most Unlikely Couple (with Sam Tyler didorothy)

You can see Cy serenade him with love songs on his answering machine until the day the polls close, if you so choose. <3