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I may have suffered some mild head trauma in the earthquake.

Well, okay, I got hit with a bookshelf. It happens.

Anyway, I may have experienced some of these shared otherworldly memories that are all the rage these days. However, I can't be certain, owing to the aforementioned head trauma. I made a few notes of the experiences I had, and I'd like to cross-reference any information you might have with mine to either confirm or disprove these memories.

Specifically AJ, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and RD. I'm also told that there's a young lady named Rarity who occasionally visits the network? We haven't met, but I think I've seen you in my dreams. I'd love to hear from you as well.

Is there a way to phrase that so it doesn't sound sexual? I'll worry about it later.

Also, if anyone else has memories of a pony society, I'd like your input.

Whew! I feel like I ain't had a minute to sit down and breathe since all this shakin' started. Seems like the second we get the animals all rounded up and calmed down, another of them quakes comes along and stirs 'em all up again. Least it's good exercise. Reckon it's gotta stop sooner or later, right?

burns suck

wrex? fire suit guy? strong lady? you guys didn't die while i wasn't looking right?

I'm sorry to say the Warehouse is going to be closed until further notice due to quake damage.

Now I need to find something to do with this mysterious 'free time'.

Whoever's got your finger on the 'Aftershock' button, could you please stop timing them when I'm holding a pot of scalding hot coffee? I'm going to run out of skin.

I hate hospitals. I want to be out there helping.

There wasn't much that phased Selina but even she had to admit (to herself) that it was rather disquieting to have the earth shake beneath your feet. She gave the house staff two options, leave or they could have their immediate families brought to the estate. No one left and there were fifteen extra people under her roof.

Did they come here for security or the potential opportunity to take what they wanted should everything go to hell? The thought didn't bother her. It was an angle she would (had) work if given the chance. But that didn't matter now she had a more important matter that had piqued her curiosity.


It would appear the former occupant of my residence had a leather fetish.

therre was an earthquake, or something? A wall fell on me lol. my shoulder really hurtss. They said something or other but I don't remember. I think its broken though. can't move my arm so yeah. thats also why this looks like shit. I guedss the toiurney got cancelled, huh? they said i hurt my arm and some specialists came to look at it and they put me in a private room. Barton was here for a while saturday and said one of my friends saved me by getting the rubble off. And im not suppossed to worry about money for this. I am really out of it,ha ha. Hope everybodys ok. They want to have one last docter come in to look and then are gonna find a way to fix it. Lot of work for just a cast or maybe like pins. as long as I can shoot when i get out though, right?

Everybody else? Conner, Michelle, Cas, Wrex? Clint, did yoy find Eowyn? What about the kids? are they okay?

Let me know, guys.

Have to go. A really cute nurse is here for vitals.

I got lucky with the earthquake/meteor strike event. I was nine hours away at Lake Tahoe for what I'll call camp for grown ups, which really means an outdoor seminar on stress reduction techniques and the healing power of nature. There was also a portion of the second day when we learned how to identify plants that could help us.

To really prove their points, the leaders of this workshop made us turn in our phones, ipads and other electronic stuff in when we arrived at the campground Thursday night, which meant I had no idea all this had happened until I turned on the car radio yesterday after our closing session.

Is everybody okay? What can I do to help?

And here I thought twisting my ankle in the woods was bad...

I found this tiny little fluffy thing in the bathroom this morning and another at work. I don't really know what they are or where they came from. It's been a really weird week. This should really surprise me more than it is.

And no, Nymphadora, you can't keep it.

There was a furry thing in my chinchilla's cage when I came in from London.

It won't stop chittering.

[Private to Zuko]

We need to talk about Mai.

I don't want this stupid fluffy thing. It looks like a fuzzy squirrel and is probably just as annoying.

If anyone needs help... in general kind of help, not dealing with these fluffballs, just call me. Feeling really restless and I could use something to do.

Me and my new fuzzy friend are making dinner together! It's being very nice and patiently just sitting there, minding its own business on the kitchen counter. I think it likes how cool the surface is. It didn't like the kitchen table nearly as much.

Simon will probably say we can't keep it, but it's not my fault! I didn't even bring it home, I swear.

Small, rodent-like creature appeared in apartment. Strange. Doesn't match any known species. Random mutation? New species or subspecies? Genetically engineered? Either way, exciting!

In the wake of the earthquakes, I can understand why some people might decide to bring pets into work. That I can forgive, though I do wish I'd been consulted so that I could suggest telecommuting or other options.

The real problem is when they're left to run free through the office. I know there's at least one animal expert on this network - can anyone tell me how to properly kennel a small fluffy... thing? It's not like any animal I've ever seen, and I need to contain it until I can find the owner or call animal control.

You know, generally not okay with little scurrying rodent-creatures that I can't identify. It's like some freaky child's craft project gone awry - brown and hairy and vaguely unsettling. I've seen Gremlins. I know what happens when you feed unidentified animals after midnight.

That's very strange. Sounds like a lot of us got unexpected fuzzy pets?

Why do I feel like this is some kind of viral campaign for something? Madison Avenue is getting sort of silly with that sort of thing.

NOT AGAIN

NOW I HAVE TO GET A TUBA

I found a lil fuzzy purring thing rolling around toward one of the kitchen cabinets. Ends up he wanted some bread crumbs. I'm gonna name him Bubba. Or her name'll be Bertha. She's a bit on the chunky side. But that's okay. I like a lil' meat on them bones.

Or he's chunky.

IT is.

Damn. Now I need a unisex name for it.

I was gonna get a cat or two since I'm biased and prefer the felines. Guess I'll hold off on that, or they might tag team Fuzzy.

I thought I said no bloody PETS in the HOUSE because I do not LIKE pets. Whatever small fuzzy thing that I stomped on while pacing and making overseas phonecalls, that squeaked like some dying thing afterward? I'm pleased to inform you that I picked the hairy little...it's like one hairy ball that's lost it's mate...I picked up the whatever it is? I went into the loo and dropped the thing into the toilet and flushed it, since I've probably squashed it's insides all over. For all I know, it's a floater in there, or it got stuck like a clog halfway down, or...I can't be arsed right now to go look. I'm busy. There's boats and things. Whoever let it in can go find out later if they need the plunger or they can take a piss outside, I suppose.

That's why you don't let headless bloody fat bastard hamsters run about underfoot.

That's why pets are horrid and I hate them.

I'll be doing that to any other pets I find.

You have been warned.

No, I do not pick up small furry things no matter how cute they may appear or how charming their little trilling noises may be. Instead I get the broom and dustpan and dumb the invading piles of fluff outside in the landscaping.

May they live in peace in their faux jungle paradise.

Hey. Anyone know Rory Williams, RN? B and I dropped him at St. Joe's. I'm sure the hospital staff will look for family, but his phone was completely crushed and it's going to take them a while. I just thought I'd cut out the middle-man if I could.

Garrus? Did you bring home a hamster-thing?

Loki? LOKI! Has any body seen my little brother? Likes magic and the lady Sif, good with horses, giant dog, all of that. I havent been able to get him at ALL and I'm woried about him. I've been rounding up strays and making sure there safe and calling their people when I can.

...Nobody lost an adorable puffball thing did they? Because I'll fight you to keep it if you did. He's some kind of hamster chinchilla thing and has the best pur ever. He is very blond and pleases me greatly. I shall call him Rocky.

...Where the hell did that come from? But Rocky it is anyway. I wish I knew if he needed special food or anything. So far he hasnt wanted the pelets I bought. Anybody know what these guys eat? Lots of people on the network seam to have them.

wtf is this thing

Edit: i put it outside, i don't want it, it's weird

It disturbs me that so many people are so tolerant of unexpected vermin.

This is all quite fascinating.

New town! New School! Oh the opportunities!

Now to just get the courage to do something about it.

Yeah, ha courage.