PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I will never understand the people of this planet, and your obsession with things from my galaxy. I just listened to two teenage boys discuss the inner workings of the Millennium Falcon and argue over the placement of a part that doesn't even exist on the karking ship.

{Filtered to Tenel Ka}
I can't believe you haven't rememb

How are you doing?
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{Filtered to Scorpius Malfoy}
So, now that things are settling down, do you think we should remind our parents of the pre-planned dinner of doom? It'd be the responsible thing to do, but I'm not sure it's very smart.

Either way, want to do something this weekend?
{/filter}

Okay, I just had a vision and I think it'd be a good one for you to handle. Well, you, and your girlfriend. No one goes out alone to deal with something sent to me by the PTB.

Anyway. You want to be here {address} before six o'clock tonight. You're looking for a man with glasses, and what looks like a really bad hairpiece.

Some kind of demon-y looking, scaled... thing is going to try to eat him. I'm looking through the database now to see if I can find a weakness. As of right now, just go for its head. As in, remove it from its body.

Check in when you get back. Not all of us have that spiffy connection to the Force and can tell when something happens to someone.

I got a surprise for you.

Time to take care of business. And for once, it has nothing to do with vampires or demons.

Jack.
Hey you.

Dawn.
So, when you were gonna tell me about this date with Mack?

Faith.
How you been holding up?

I was asked for an autograph the other day.

It's good to be alive again. Really good.

I'm sooo boooreddd!

Maybe this place isn't so bad after all.

i made a new tape. anybody want to watch?

I can smell it everywhere now.

Caleb seems to want something from Anya.

Keep him away from her.

I wish I was dreaming about Michael Jackson right about now. And not myself giving birth to a fucked up 'god' from back home.

Alessa.
How much longer? What else is left to do? Things are getting worse. It feels like things are getting worse, at least.

Love, love, love, love, love.

You humans speak of love. Constantly. You smile and flaunt and scream for it.

But in the end? It only breaks you. It destroys you.

I want a cup on a chain.

[Filtered to Lillith]

There is a boy staying with you. He goes by the name of Walter. I would like it if he were returned to my care.

It's starting to get colder and Halloween is coming soon, so I thought I'd take this opportunity to continue what started with clean water, to reach out to the entire city in addition to those staying at Isis. I'm throwing a costume party on October 28. Admission will be four warm items of clothing, preferably for children but also for adults. Isis residents will receive two free passes for themselves and one other person. I'm working on finding a venue as I type this.

I'm also looking to hire some live entertainment. I know there are a few musicians at Isis, but if there are any others out there I would love for you to contact me.

I hope to see you then!

[Bart Allen]

I'm having trouble picking a costume. Maybe you could help me.

Choice 1
Choice 2
Choice 3
Choice 4

Okay, I'll admit the last one isn't really a choice, but I'd like your opinion, mostly because I'd love like you to be my escort.

So uhm, maybe an odd question, maybe not. Does anyone happen to have a copy of book seven, you know, Harry Potter? Bloody hell this is embarrassing

I wish my mum were here.

Or even my dad.

I know you two are probably furious at me. I know I would be. I'm sorry for just up and leaving but please give me a chance to explain why I did what I did. Or at least try to listen?

And thank you for letting me come back to the hotel. I'm willing to help out with anything...if you want it that is. If not I'll stick to my room, I don't want to be in anyone's way.

So, I get to go to a Halloween party, and bring a guest.

I don't even know anyone to bring. Eileen liked parties, but she's back home...

Well, I'll probably be spending most of my time taking pictures anyway. I'm better at that than am at... party stuff.

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[Filtered to Peter Petrelli]

Heather and Sam are busy finding the last ones. I'm going to look for a place for us to perform this ritual.

It's getting very close. I can feel it.

After it's done, I hope the dreams end.