I can see what makes you tick.

( Private thoughts )

I know someone asked recently, but I didn't see anyone stepping up. Are there any psychiatrists in this City? Psychologists? I could really use some help. I imagine someone could do quite well with that profession here in the City, now that I think about it.

I apologize for not opening my shop yesterday. Rest assured anyone who was waiting on maintenance due June 2nd will receive their pieces today at a fifty percent discount. I know curses come up sometimes, but that's no excuse for poor business practices.

That's all I have to say about it.

[ooc: He was affected yesterday- his was using his abilities. As such, his apartment looks like it's been through a tornado. Luckily, he wasn't out much, other than to find Road in the Underground.]

You know, I don't want to leave a trail of dead bodies directly to my father's----


.....oh.

Hello, City. ....oh.


[There is a long pause as he takes some time to cough- more retching, really.]


Tell me, everyone. Is there any good in this world? In any world at all? Does everything corrupt, eventually? Is there a point?

[He laughs, but it's mirthless.]

Give me the truth, now. I can tell.



( ooc )

First announcement- Sylar Timepiece Restoration & Repair is finally reopened, and can be found in between Buildings 10 and 11. Please bring your watches and clocks- or anything else you'd like to get fixed- by my shop, and I'll take care of them for you. Basic maintenance is free to the first thirty customers. I was going to open up yesterday, but somehow I thought people might have a hard time finding the place.

Secondly- whoever saw fit to use the cover of darkness yesterday to take several watches from my personal collection, please return them. If they're returned quickly, I won't rearrange your vertebrae bother you further. In fact, I'd really just like to have my chain-driven watch back. It was a Christmas present to me, and I like it very much. If that's returned in the next couple of days, you may keep the others as a reward. Otherwise, I start hunting looking for it myself.

Thirdly- I think everyone who was going to has already talked to me about the last few curses. However, if anyone else would like to blame me for things my subconscious came up with, this is the place for it.

Finally, I'm thinking of running a class on horology- the science of measuring time. Specifically, I'd go into clockwork mechanisms and demonstrate how I put some of the larger clocks together. Would anyone be interested in something like that?

Everyone done whining about the curse yet? I don't really understand the complaints- of course, I think the teachers got the good end of the deal. I had a great time; it was fun to get out for awhile.

And I met quite a few new faces, too. I wonder how different they are now. I was one of the few that wasn't changed too terribly much.

I still have questions. Each one of these curses seems to raise more. But that's all right, they're questions I like.

I owe my gratitude to a few people- you know who you are. Thanks.

Can I get out of here, now?

I'm missing out on a good curse today, it sounds like. Hope you're all enjoying it- this City's really had a thing for sharing lately. I wonder why that is.

Congratulations on your win, Hiro. Good luck with the restructuring.

Private to Rudy Cooper;

It must've slipped in somehow, but I woke up today with quite the photo on my floor. That's...impressive, I have to admit. Is that you in it?

( ooc, so many photos )

So. Yeah.

Peter? Hiro? What the hell is going on? Did we destroy it?

Oh, I'm back here...I think. This is the City?

( ooc )

I have something I need to say. I've fallen off the wagon.

Now, I thought I had a really good run there. I did. A whole three and a half months, wasn't that amazing? After Hiro had to spend such effort fighting it down for a day, I thought people'd be congratulating me, but- oh no. It's just "You'll never make up for it, Sylar" and "You cut open my head, Sylar. How could we possibly have a civilized conversation?" None of you ever had to live with this sort of power. It's potential, pure and simple. And there's no point to potential if you don't live up to it, is there?

But I digress. I tried, and I was doing really well there, until I found out I'd been lied to again. Terrible, isn't it?

Claire, you'll be happy to know that we're not related after all, and also that you have a new reason to hate me.

Deb, what do you think? Should I turn myself in to you for the murder of Angela Petrelli? Or should I give you guys a fight, something to feel good about? Someone to come together against? I'm the villain, after all, that's supposed to be what I do. I've really been lacking with that, lately.

I'm not sure what I feel like, today.