[Toothless is... not very happy at the moment. He's attempting to run.]

Noooooo! They're chasing me, they're chasing me! Go away! Stop! They won't stop! Help!

[He turns around. Some bots are trying to subdue him to get him to go to the hospital because he had a quite a few bites taken out of him by lizards yesterday. However, he doesn't really understand what a hospital is and he doesn't really understand that the bots just want to help. So he's going to lash out and swipe at a few and maybe smack a couple with his tail, sending them flying while snarling loudly, acting like the hurt, cornered, and scared creature that he is.]

Don't attack me! Small daggers! Small daggers!

[Those small daggers would be needles with tranquilizers in them because he's not calming down and he's not planning on going quietly. The dragon opens his mouth, fully prepared to shoot out a blast of fire... but he lets out a sharp noise of surprise as one bot succeeds in giving him a shot. That bot soon goes flying into some wall. The shot only makes Toothless more panicked and aggressive. Anyone want to help attempt to calm him down?]

[Russell heaves a sigh, running a hand through his hair. He looks stressed out, worried, and tired because he hasn't gotten much sleep lately.]

Is anyone here a doctor? Fletcher's sick.

[He doesn't trust the machines, not with his little brother. No way. And Fletcher's not in danger of dying immediately (... at least he really really hopes) so he'd rather wait for and get some human help.]

[With Fletcher sick and Russell worrying about and watching over him, Al has agreed to take care of their puppy until Fletcher's better. And of course, puppies need walks, right? So Al is out with Cornus and Tama, letting them run around and do whatever. He just found out Winry also wasn't feeling well so he's gotten some stuff to bring to her and is carrying it back in a little bag. Maybe something's going around...

Run into him?]

I hope everyone's spirits have improved over yesterday. It's important not to lose heart. [Might be almost giving herself a pep talk here. She's feeling a little worn down by all the attacks.]

I've decided to start including flashlights and extra batteries in the welcome baskets in case of emergencies. Is there anything else anyone can think of that should be added?

[She's seen the list. She knows Gino is gone. That isn't making today any easier, but she's trying. Trying to focus on something else. Anything else.]

Uh, hey everyone. I just thought I should give an update on Conrad. He's still the same. No monsters got into his room yesterday, so that was good! [Might be forcing the cheer a little there.]

Even though he's not awake, I'm sure he'd like the company [and so would Yuuri, because an ex-fiance who seems to hate you and an unconscious guy don't make for the most uplifting conversations] so feel free to visit. We're at the hospital.

Yuuki, Zero, Akito, Suzaku, Midori, Orihime, everyone...are you okay? [He's had a rough few days, so he's sorry if he left out any names! And Josh already made it clear he was okay.]

Mm, oh, and happy Halloween!

Something's occurred to me.

[Jun's expression is perfectly blank, because he's tired and totally not plotting anything.]

By the way time works here, today is Naoya's birthday. I'm sure he'll enjoy as many people as possible wishing him well, possibly even singing to him, from over the network. He's shy, so I wouldn't do it in person, unless you're really good at dodging geta.

And on that note, does anyone know how to make cake? I know the robots can, but this sort of thing requires a...personal touch. [And Jun can't cook for beans.]

[Wolfram is kind of glad the useless bastard ex-fiancé is finally awake since it means he gets the chance to sneak out of the hospital. Saki had mentioned that for halloween people do pumpkin carvings as decoration and he has been wanting to do that.

Making lamps out of fruit sounds like an odd thing to do, but hey, if it means he gets the chance to dabble on a different form of art and have a distraction, then he's willing to make plenty of lanterns.

After fetching a big, juicy pumpkin from the convenience store, he heads to Sector 0's kitchen. Admittedly, he has no idea of how to do this, but if all it takes is a pumpkin and a knife, it can't be that difficult. Once he reaches his destination he eagerly digs a knife on the fleshy pumpkin, carving out bits here and there.

Feel free to find him in the kitchen, working on his beautiful horrendous creation.~]

(OOC: PLEASE don't think I'm a racially insensitive asshat for this! Even JD doesn't mean it as anything but fun and showing his love of 70's sitcoms, he just doesn't really get it. ^^; And in case you're interested, he's dressed as J.J. from Good Times. :D )

[Staring at your video screen is a grinning man wearing a quite out of date outfit. He's also wearing the cheesiest, toothiest smile imaginable, and has remnants of a dark black smudge on his cheek. Halloween is awesome.]

DY-NO-MITE~! Wassup my brothas and sistas?

[Chittering, the hilarity is hard to contain! But okay he drops the (bad) pseudo-urban dialect now:]

Happy Halloween everyone! Anyone know where I can get some makeup for this costume? The shoe polish I found smells terrible.

Oh hey, while I'm here, anyone know what's up with the hospital "staff"? [Rubbing his arm where he may or may not have been tased.] What's their pain relief regimen, a frying pan to the face? Sheesh.

Figures. After all that whining and throwing a fit about monsters there'd be an onslaught of retarded voices all repeating the same thing.

'Are you guys okay?'

[Laughs.]

Take a roll call. It might save everyone the irritation of having to listen to the same thing from four different people.

[All around the dome Maleficent has been flying and landing in varied spots, making note of places which she finds the most interesting like the graveyard and the beach. She could easily look at a map, but...this is more her style, really, and with no minions to rely on this is what she'll have to make do with. So if you notice a dark shadow hovering overhead, look up and you'll see that it isn't a bird or a plane or a nice puffy rain cloud.

Gee, she does look menacing, though. ...But don't judge!

She's innocent.]

((ooc: feel free to interact with her...pretty much anywhere outside.))

Who: Lacus Clyne, Neil Dylandy
When: Late evening, Day 85
Where: Sector 4, Home
Warnings: none

( All things considered, today could have gone worse. )

[ Terezi was in the park, sulking. You couldn't tell from her cheerful expression, though, as she sat on the sidewalk and sketched out crude designs in brightly colored chalk. Anything from flowers, to dragons, to what might be people, or trolls, or stick figure approximations thereof. All with about the skill or accuracy you'd expect from a blind girl. ]

[ she doesn't know Wisely's name, so she doesn't have a name to private to. That's fine, she'll just yell angrily at the network anyway. ]

You - you freak with the white hair! If you -- if you ever come near me again I'll kill you. So don't even think about showing your face. Better yet, just crawl up and die!

[muffled] This is why I don't understand why psychos are allowed to run freely in this stupid place--tch!

[ lying on a sofa in the arcade room after playing her twentieth game. Hey, she's tired. ]