PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Do one of you think you could cat-sit for me? I have this guy coming over and I don't want Salem to, um...bother us?

The kids are alright now. That's good. Some of them still died.

[ooc: Yes, that was a Supernatural reference. Go me!]

[Lucien]

Hey, are things alright with you?

[Heather]

Hey, how are you doing?

[Amy]

Things going alright?

[backdated to sometime before the crazy started happening again]

[Buffy]

Um... thanks for the watch. I kinda lost mine a couple weeks after I got here, so... thanks. It's appreciated.


[T-850]

Uh... not sure what to say. Never got a gift from a machine before. But um... thanks for the jacket and stun gun?


[Amy]
We should um... get together again or something. If you want.

Jo? Since I'm not having a nudist wedding (nice job trying though, guys, really) we're going out to look at dresses tomorrow. You promised, and I'm totally holding you to that. Faith, Mary, Claire, Alessa, if you aren't doing anything, I'd love if you would come, too. Isn't it more exciting that way? A whole group of squealing girls looking at wedding dresses? Not that, you know, we'd ever do that or anything.

Ben, when we get back, how about you and me have a Guitar Hero megathon? I can get us a whole bunch of junk food for rock star stamina, what do you say?

And last but not least, Sam, I think this weekend we should go out and pick the menu. That includes sampling and tasting, and considering that, I think Dean and Ben should come. So all of you can let me know what you think.

...This doesn't make me Bridezilla yet, right? I was watching that earlier and it pretty much freaked the crap out of me.

I think this is enough to keep us all occupied and distracted for a while.

I'm invited to a wedding!!!!!

...but I don't have anything to wear.

Edit: Also, I miss everything. I need to get out more.

Flies? This is going to be wonderful.

[Filtered to Dahlia]

I hate you.

[filtered to Gabriel]

You don't know me very well, but there's something I need to say.

I'm sorry.

[filtered to Heather]

Hey.

Sappy? Corny? Embarrassingly girlish? I DON'T CARE.

I...I can't believe I did...I'm sorry.

I'm a monster, a demon. I'm sorry. Sam, Xander, LaCroix, Claire.

I shouldn't be around anyone. I shouldn't even be...


How could my OWN MOTHER DO THIS TO ME?!

[ooc: Posted from somewhere that's NOT the Hyperion. She's too scared to go back there just now.]

WE'RE NOT KILLING ANY VIRGINS, GUYS.

I know I was leaning toward it before, but that was a year ago and we were DESPERATE and TRAPPED, this isn't even close to
You're all over
Man.
I hate people.

Not funny. That poor cat.

It's down the road, not across the street.

That's not very original, now is it? Alessa.

Is Alessa on crack? What the fuck?

[Filtered to Dahlia]

Those people will no longer bother us, as the dead cannot speak.

[Filtered away from Dahlia]

I'm bored. I want to play a game with you all, and it's an easy game to play! I'm going to give you three scenarios. Two of them are true, but one is a lie. I want to see if anyone can find the lie hidden in the truth.

Here we go.

1. I went over to a gas station last night, and made this poor man hold up the entire store! He was crying, and yelling about how someone was controlling his mind! Well, it was amusing to say the very least, but then I got bored and had the guy shoot himself in the head.

Oh well!

2. This morning I went to a church where I found a priest inside. I can assure you that he wasn't a faithful, or pure man in anyway. I mean, the stupid fuck had the nerve to call me a demon! Can you imagine that? I mean I know my real father might be one, but really now. I told the guy that I was an angel sent by his god to punish him for his sins. He didn't believe me of course, but that's okay! I broke a lot of his bones, and made all of these lacerations on him! Oh, but he got too noisy so I had to shove his own tongue down his throat.

He died!

3. And just ten minutes ago I was eating dinner with a family. They were very nice, and the meal was very delicious! So I just killed them by causing them all to have a heart attack. I didn't have the heart to be too mean to them. Actually that's a lie. But one of my shows is on, and I'll be damned if I miss it.

Have fun!

[ooc: The sad part is that all of them true, with only number one being a partial lie. Evil! Alessa plot is now a go!]

This is my first Christmas in this century. Any suggestions?

I'm bored.

[ooc: Because Amy needs plot. It's been too long since I threaded her.]

I told them I didn’t want to play Candyland with them. Look at the age range you morons! It’s 3-6. I’m not 3 and I’m not 6 so why the hell should I sit down and play this stupid, boring game with you? I told them that and they just ignored me and eventually tried to bribe me with chocolate and promises of fun and knowledge of some kind of a secret strategy.

Now look at me. I’m back in this dump and God only knows what will happen to my fish back home. He’ll probably marry it. I’ll go back and he’ll be married to Lola. There will be little mutant fish babies and they’ll be playing Candyland.

I hate this place. Raya's not here. I miss her and I don't care if it's only been three hours.

As promised to Fred, Pumpkin Pastries are made, following Mum's recipe of course. I haven't forgotten anything Fred, promise. I'm leaving them in kitchen, anyone can help themselves, though if you want some, you should get there before Fred arrives.

[Lily (older)]
Think we should ask to see Heather now?

[Magical People of the Good Variety]
If anyone hasn't figured out to cast a Patronus, or how to cast something like one, I'd be glad to help you, just let me know.

I've been laying low for a while now... been afraid of all hell breaking lose again. Seems like it happens here every few weeks or something.

But now I feel the urge to go out, to do... something, anything. I guess after what happened I just need to feel... alive. Time to stop playing the fucking hermit and get out and do something.

[Heather]

Hey, how's it going?

I met with Dahlia this evening, because I wanted to know more about my biological father.

You know what she said?

He came from the flames to deliver me. Then she told me that I didn't need to know anymore, and that she was enough for me.

But, I noticed something.

I think she fears me.

[Public filter]

I love this place!

[Filtered to Heather, Sam Winchester, Peter Petrelli, Amy Pierce, Henry Townsend, and Lucien LaCroix.]

Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill HER.

[Filtered to Heather, Sam, and Peter]

But, now I know where I got my abilities from.

[Filtered to good guys]

The new woman, Dahlia that just came into this city? Please, be very careful of her. She likes power, a lot, and she'll do what ever she can to get power. She's also very well versed in black magic.

So be careful of her.

Filtered to close friends. [This includes Heather, Sam Winchester, Amy Pierce, Peter Petrelli, Henry Townshend, and Lucien LaCroix]

I suddenly have a very bad feeling, and it's not because of those things that have arrived either.

I almost feel sick. I can sense HER presence here.

Mickey, what am I going to do with you? You're late again! You'd better have a good excuse this time.

Go all out for that bloody redemption, save the fucking world, and then finish off the grand finale with a nice little death that you'd ruddy well think would go down all right with the big guy upstairs! But then he chucks you away, lets you burn on for all of eternity and then some, right before he drags you right back up so that the world can giggle on about how a dead man can't even bide his time away like he's bloody well supposed to? Really? Really?!

[ooc: posted a bit after his arrival]

I think I've found a modern song I like. It's called Beauty From Pain from a band called Superchick.

( lyrics )

It's over?

It's actually over with!

I should be sleeping. We did it! Now he can't hurt anyone else!

I tink I dranktoo much.

[ooc: I dedicate this drunken!Amy post to Kaylie who has been sick! Welcome back!]

It may be overkill to say that I'm happy this Apocalypse was done away with.

[Amy]

Let's meet up somewhere.

[Hyperion]

I'm going out. Be back tomorrow at the earliest.

Alessa, did you clean my room? I know I was dead, but now I don't know where my shoes are.

help

Thank you to those of you who answered my question of pets. I believe I will choose a cat.

[Alessa]
Perhaps you would like to help me choose one?

Do any of you ever desire to see only as others see?

I've decided against a monkey as a pet. Now that have seen one in person, I know I would not have the energy to take care of one. Perhaps a cat or dog would be better. If it were you, which would you choose?

God is gonna cut you down.

Just what I needed. Visions of horses, and visions of red, black, white, and some pale color.

Is there something going on?

I've been here for ages and I still wake up every day thinking that I'm home.

Found myself a number of rare coins inside the walls of this old abandoned house. Place has been empty for years. I still can't understand why people would just leave their positions in a wall, and then die. Guess there's something up with that.

Out of the ten coins I found I gave one to this family. They were well dressed, and well kept, but I could tell they were having some economic issues. The last thing they ate as a family were those cheap hotdogs made of chicken by product, and stale one dollar chips. One of them was just recovering from a cold. The father's drawing unemployment, and the mom takes care of the kids.


Right, and I still have nine more coins left.


[ooc: And Rant will give a coin to the first eight people who reply. The value of these coins is between $4,000 - $5,000]

I have a job! Thankfully it's not at that horrible place with the orange shorts. What type of jobs do all of you have?

[Alessa]
I was attacked by a vampire last night. I am fine, but something strange happened. I think I may have somehow set him on fire.

I want a monkey.

[ooc: She just saw Pirates of the Caribbean. She would have said she wanted a monkey named Jack, but trying not to canon puncture.]

What!