PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Okay, so I know a lot of us have gotten off on the wrong foot. That's why tonight I want to ask a serious question.

What do you all do here for fun?

Umm... Nick? Joe? I seem to have run into a snag. Do you remember that fanfic you found? The one titled Naughty Boy? I checked. It's gone. The site administrators must have deleted it. Damn them.

What I'm wondering is.. would you have saved it on your computer before it vanished from the site? Or at least printed it out? I'd be grateful if you did. So I can read it. You know, for.. umm.. err, research purposes..

I found a nice cafe, bookstore, and a karaoke lounge. I think it'll take some time to get used to the music, but it wasn't all that bad.

I need to get out. Don't come looking for me, I'll be back soon.

I didn't think L.A. was supposed to be this creepy. And I'm not just talking about the vampires.

mmm...what happened? ...Whatever it was, I don't feel sick anymore! My head still feels strange, but it must be just a side effect of being healthy so quick! Now what was I doing before.....oh! I still want waffles.

So I need to shop. And don't know my way around here, or where any good clothing stores are.

Help?

Who the hell drugged my brother?

I feel...cold. And hot. All at once, and weird. Not normal weird. The kind that isn't good weird. Everything hurts. Now I can echo that "ugh" someone wrote earlier with one of my own counters : "Guh.." my head feels like a brick. I don't think sleep is gonna be easy.

I never thought I would say this, but I miss watching Oprah.

I really wish I could open up a dance studio here or something.

This is getting old really fast. I want to go home.

You know what this place needs?

A masquerade ball!

[ooc: Btw she's still nice!Sharpay (to Sora at least) if anyone is wondering, lol!]

This Friday is my party, so everyone better be there! No frowns allowed, that's the only rule!

Kev? Where are you? D=

It's come to my understanding that there are a lot of people suddenly appearing here without warning, explanation, or reason. Those people are left without homes, food, clothing, and any and all other means to survive here in Los Angeles. It's certainly not the safest place to attempt to settle into, nor is it the easiest task to accomplish. And that is why I've successfully managed to open an apartment complex, available for those who cannot afford or find another place to stay. You will be provided with all things that you need in order to survive on a daily basis within this city and you will also be given the chance to obtain employment in a place that is both safe and grants you a chance at looking toward a better future.

There are some people out there who need help. And I'm more than ready to give it to them.

If you're among those people, feel free to contact me. We'll discuss your situation and I'll see what I can do for you.

Okay, guys. This isn't funny.

You know I don't mind the occasional practical joke, but seriously. Joke's over. You can come out now.

I'm thinking of throwing a party. During the day, of course, but just so I stop seeing so many sad, miserable faces around here. What do ya'll say?

Has anyone seen my brother?

Some birthday. That was a wash, at least it's over I guess.

So I had this...dream. I think it was a dream. Unless, Nick did we go for waffles this morning? I could smell waffles, but I couldn't find the waffles. Weird part was, there was only one hallway leading to one room where the waffles were, but I couldn't find them. All I had to do was follow the scent and take two steps to the left. Instead I just stared at Nick and Kevin blankly and asked them where the waffles were, but neither would tell me! Psy, do you have waffles? shaped like x-men? I think I feel better now I'm sorry about last night... Nick? I'll try a little better. It's mah birthday!

Does anyone have an extra room or a place that I can stay? Preferably something that won't cost me $100 a night like this hotel room I'm staying in right now. But, I mean, I'll pay rent if you want. I just can't afford this much longer. And for me, that's saying something!

If Joe Jonas comes up to you and asks you if you can provide him with any fire creating instrument, tell him no and hide it all. I'm serious. He wants to do something on stage with fire and I'm not kidding when I tell you all that he'll set fire to half of L.A.

For future reference if he approaches you in the street.

My second night here in Los Angeles was spent in a hospital -- get this -- because of a vampire bite. This is absolutely crazy! I want to go home!

But thanks, Nick. I'd be dead if you hadn't shown up.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4464084/1/Naughty_Boy

OH MY FREAK. WHAT THE FREAK?! WHO WROTE THAT? WHY DO PEOPLE WRITE THOSE THINGS?!

JOE DON'T READ IT. I WOULD NEVER DO THAT. TO YOU. TO ANYONE.

OH MY FREAKING CRAP. The words.. they've burned into the back of my mind. I can't GET RID OF THEM. I'm already having nightmares and I'm not even asleep. People were talking about this place a little while back, so I was curious. CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT, DON'T EVER BE CURIOUS EVER AGAIN.

whatever just happened, I didn't do it! This time I mean it, unlike the other night when I re-arranged Nick's sock drawer when he wasn't looking and blamed it on Kevin! I mean it was Kevin!..okay, now ..where am I? Aside from the obvious that I'm not where I was before.

Joe..? Seriously, dude. This isn't funny. You can't just dump me off in the middle of LA, is it? In the middle of the night just because you feel like it.

..Where are you? I don't have a spare omnipod or anything.

Alright, Cheetahs, come out, come out, wherever you are! We were supposed to meet at the airport an hour ago! Did you already check into the hotel or something?