PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

You know, taking cabs all over the place really makes a girl miss her bike after a while.

Clowns are supposed to be funny.

Your jokes? Are far from funny.

[Filtered to Justice League, Hyperion - the usual hero groups]

Isis is fine, but the entire block went up. I could use some backup.

[ooc: posted as superman / lengthy conversations probably took place after stabilizing the situation.]

I think what bothers me the most about this place is that there are children here.

Ohhh.. I guess that was a vampire. Scary. We dumped paint on him and Coco kicked him out the door. Now he's pretty mad, I guess, but so far he hasn't been able to get back in. Eduardo's pretty nervous about it, but I told him that everything would be fine. He's sticking close right now.

I found Cheese. He was in the washer, like I thought he might've been. Bloo's been keeping an eye on him. I left them in the kitchen eating cookies. Hopefully, they won't try getting out again.



I guess people here really aren't used to having imaginary friends that aren't.. well.. imaginary. Weird.

When I said I wanted a vacation I should have specified that my vacation of choice does not include the following: An excessive amount of cameras positioned outside of my building, vampires with fashion senses that I haven’t seen in person since the late eighties, a receptionist who would rather pull up youtube and watch George Bush trying his hardest (and failing) to not say something that sounds like it's just come straight from the mouth of a seventh grade boy, when she should be doing what I pay her to do, and most importantly, a clown whose sanity is as dead as prehistoric America.

But thinking about it, I have no right to complain. It could be worse. I could still be on America’s Most Wanted. I could be in an asylum with padded walls and heavy medication. The list goes on.

[Filtered to Barbara Gordon]
Do you mind if I drop by within the next few days? I’d like to see you.

[ooc: Posted as Bruce Wayne]

Uhh.. how'd Foster's get here? How'd I get here? Where's here exactly, anyway? ARRGH, this is so confusing! Where are Frankie and Madame Foster and Mr. Herriman? Everybody else is here, but they're not, and Eduardo's panicking, and Bloo keeps trying to run out and explore, and Coco's REALLY LOUD and Wilt's trying to be helpful and he's only IN THE WAY and now I'm confused and frustrated and the spell-check on this thing isn't very good!

Mom's gonna be really mad if I'm not home for dinner.


Oh, hey, Coco found a newspaper. I guess we're in Los Angeles.



WHY ARE WE IN LOS ANGELES? Oh my gosh! I'm gonna get grounded!

They say life is full of surprises, but when you're in one part of the country one minute and all the way across it the next... don't you think that's a bit much—even for life's crazy standards?

But since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. I've been looking for an excuse to get out of Gotham, anyway.

[ OOC: Posted as Selina. ]

Wow, you people make Neptune look boring... which is one hell of a feat.

I've heard people come back from the dead here.

Is that true?

Kids disappearing, men being taken. This place is...well, I used to just say it was weird, but now I think it's more like a nightmare.

I've got experience with creatures, demons, monsters. If anybody needs help, you can let me know.

Ok, which of you bastards has the kid?

Filtered against baddies
Anyone see this kid?
( image )

Filtered to Family and friends (if you think you might be on this list, you probably are ;)
Someone's taken Ben. I found his bike and some stuff he picked up at the corner store, and it was smashed and tramped on so I don't think he just vanished.

Look at you all! Some saying "we should kill him" and those misguided moral code batty ones who refuse to kill. CIVILIZED! So civilized.

Tearing at each other's throats when the chips are down.

What would it take before you're all turning on each other? Hmm? How many before you're just another maniac? Another freak? Until you're just like me?

Rules and reasons and justifications. You think they save you? Keep you from becoming me? How many of you have taken a life? How did it feel? Justified? Righteous? Did you pat yourself on the back and call it a job well done? Is that how it will be when you kill me?

Maybe that's how we're different. I don't have any illusions of rightousness.

Alright. So I haven't even been stuck here for a full twenty-four hours, and I've encountered a Jedi, some superheroes, and a guy claiming to be from another planet.

Yeah. I think this bypasses zombies by a long shot.

[ooc: in the wee hours after this]

Well gosh if I don't just have two more reasons to hate - and we're talking higher than the level of hatred I have for Hugh Jackman, people, which I thought was pretty well impossible to surpass - this den of batshit crazy that passes itself off as Los Angeles.

So who is it? Which one of you special snowflake bad guys is making all the kids in the damn city sick? You know you want to brag, so come on, tell Uncle Coxy all about it.

I just wanted to clarify a couple of details. While there is one psychopath running around blowing things up, there is already another mentally unbalanced being from my galaxy here, Alema Ra.

There is no question, she has to be killed. She is dangerous and she is deadly and her death is the only acceptable solution.

She is a powerful Dark Jedi, with numerous powers. She regularly uses her Force powers, including those associated with the Dark Side such as the lightning, Force chokes, mind tricks, manipulation, among others. She is a skilled combatant, both as a Force user and as a Twi'lek, a species known for their flexibility and strength.

That said, despite her involvement on a threat on the life of my daughter, I claim no ownership over her death. If anyone else wants to, go for it. Just try to capture it on a holo so I can watch and be highly amused.

The DC Universe is taking over.

First up? Pie is a truly amazing thing and I can't believe I've been on Earth this long and never tried it before.

Secondly, what's the deal with this clown dude? He reminds me of Brother Cavil Number One. Same kind of sadistic glee. So, question- why don't we do what I found worked best with the Number One models and shoot him in the frakking head? because that was far too much fun

This is Los Angeles. I shouldn't be in Los Angeles. In fact, I shouldn't even be on the ground right now. I should be in a helicopter flying away from a disaster site of exploding zombies with my brother in Antarctica.

Well. Umbrella's never done something like this before.