PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Alright, I get that people want to use the message boards to communicate with others. I do the same thing. It helps, making that connection, gathering information, whatever.

But if some of you would please stop deliberately provoking some of the big bads out there, especially ones that aren't from here and therefore might be a bit more difficult to kill than what we're used to, I'd really appreciate it. Like, a lot.

Seriously folks. It's not a hard concept. If something from another reality is here, and the weapon/person/spell/whatever we need to kill them isn't, and you go chasing after them across the boards just to get a response from them, there's a good chance we're going to end up with a pissed off, unkillable creature of some sort trying to claw its way inside the hotel. Or taking it out on the innocents on the streets.

So let's just all keep that in mind in the future since I'm pretty sure most of us would like to not die anytime soon. Especially if we didn't even get the chance to take part in the annoying them in the first place.

Oh! And if you find that you have pissed someone off that might pose a real threat, whether you did it on purpose or accident, you need to let either me or Peter, preferably both, know so we can figure out if we can diffuse the situation or how to react otherwise.

{filtered to Fred, Kathy, and Faith only}
So... I found some videos. Of Angel, mostly. I'm pretty sure they came from Wolfram & Hart's intelligence files on Angel Investigations, from before things started to go nutso around here. Or, at least, more than usual.

Anyway. I was thinking that you three might want to watch them with me? I know you all cared for him too, and I thought it might help.

Anyone interested?

Do you miss your brother, sweetheart? Do the fine ladies and gentlemen who live in the sun tell you stories about him?

Perhaps this is a silly question, but...what is trick-or-treat?

Angel kicked the bucket, eh?


Huh.

ANNIE'S BACK!

sick.

i want cordy.

Well, this city just got a whole lot more interesting. And by interesting, I mean deadlier and possibly even more frightening than before.

( Filtered to Bartleby )

This city lost my Angel.

Hey y'all.

This might sound a little weird but is anybody familiar with time fluxes? I was tryin' to put together this device that could slow down an enemy and it was working just a second ago and the next thing I know I'm standing somewhere that's not my lab, it isn't working anymore, and some nice man just told me it's 2005, which can't possibly be right because it was February 2004 not August 2005 and this thing really shouldn't be working as a time hopper. It's just not designed like that so I can't really get back unless I figure it out.

And the lady at Wolfram and Hart's switchboard isn't forwarding me to Knox's extension. I think she needs a little manners lesson. OH! Angel, Wes, Charles, Lorne, Spike? Any of you guys read this? But not future me. If I'm reading me, don't reply! I don't want to know anything about the future and mess it up because that would just be horrible and I'd feel really bad.

This is a nightmare.

I love it when a good plan comes together.

{OOC: This is backdated to right after Cordelia's abduction a few days ago.}

I'm in me room, and I'm not coming out.

What would everyone like for breakfast tomorrow?

Okay. You people are weird. (I reckon you knew that.) I'm glad Mantis is back. I'm gonna go hang out in his room, away from all the crazy people. I want Mom back.

No, I didn't take no candy from strangers. There was this guy outside, and he was acting all lost, so I figured he was probably a new arrival type, but he weren't. He was just nuts. Then he pulled a vibroblade or something on me, so I whipped out my wrench and whacked him in the shins with it. Think I might've broke something, cause there was this nasty crack and he started freaking out! But he got what he deserved, you know.

Crazy earth-people. I en't never leaving the hotel again at this rate.

At first, this city was a bit overwhelming but it has turned out to be such a brilliant place! I would love to see the inner workings of one of those horseless carriages to see how such a thing is possible. The pulley system must be incredibly complex to get the carriage to go so quickly. And the king who owns the tavern that serves the delicious sandwhiches! From his picture on the wall he seems to be a kind and smiling man.

I wish I could stay, if duty wasn't so important.