[Blinks at the camera and she appears a bit upset]

The club here doesn't have a nightly act, I've noticed.

[Sighs]

Darlings, this needs to be remedied. Tell me, what sort of entertainment would you like to see? Personally I'm a singer myself and should be able to contribute to that, but I simply can't work alone~

( Private )

( Saki )

I've noticed that there's a significant lack of animal life around here. The few animals we do have are either fellow inmates, domestic, or rabid. What a shame. I've always liked bird song. Fish are poignant and charming, but unfortunately silent.

At the risk of sounding terribly mundane -- what's your favorite animal? [♥] If you don't have one, then go ahead and complain about the ones you hate instead.

[ooc: you can find Zelman sitting on a park bench. so normal. except for the fact that he's virtually untouched by the light snowfall. if you venture close enough, you'll realize that the snow never had a chance, because all of it is melting before it can get close.]

[ There's a sign tacked to the tree the class usually meets at that reads: moved to the Butterfly Pavilion.

Lavi's sitting outside the pavilion, looking up at the snow that's still falling, leaning back on his hands. It's not quite the same as real snow; the silence that comes with a good snowfall just isn't there. But, still, it reminds him of all those winters spent tromping through the snow with Gramps on their way from record to record. He kind of misses the old bastard, even though it's only been a month or so. A lot's happened in that time, after all. ]

((ooc: Come bother him before class or after, or come to the English class itself! Classes are held on days that end in 4s and 8s.))

(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[Staring at your video screen is a grinning man wearing a quite out of date outfit.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.

[Have a video of Jessica reaching into her cleavage and pulling out a frying pan so that she can shake it a bit at the screen]

I was told to contact the Defense Force to get a hand on a gun~ As you can probably tell, there isn't much a girl can do to protect herself with just this silly thing in hand.

[You can find Jessica walking around just about anywhere today, really, from the park to the beach and the school, just checking things out for herself. Feel free to stop and chat with her if you'd like.]

Crimes? I didn’t even kiss her yet! ...Not that I was going to. And that’s not enough to put someone in jail, either! I mean last time I drank one two many appletinis and ended up naked... um... you know what, never mind.

Anyway, nobody better mess with me, my best friend’s wife is from the block and she’ll --

-- oh, hey, a robot! [A monotone imitation of a metallic robot voice] Danger, danger!

[thoughtful sounding] ...Hmm...

[A somewhat lengthy pause]

Those midgets have it way too easy.

Goodbye, my darling! Ahh--!! [Jessica's scream can be heard near and far, but when she opens her eyes the screaming stops abruptly. This...isn't--? She pushes back some hair over her shoulder which turns on the video function. And what's the first thing you'll see?

Well. Does a huge cleavage say anything to you?]

Roger? Oh, Roger, my dearest, where are you? [Bounce bounce bounce while she scurries here and there, looking]

...Oh. [More sullen now that she's taking the time to process the message in front of her, but then her voice becomes sultrier and almost pleading]

Oh, no, no, no. Any time other than now~! At least before I leave Roger you have to let me save my darling honey bunny.

I've been so~ worried about him.