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Normally I'd stick around after filming an overseas project to spend a little more time with the friends I'd made there but this time I couldn't because of things completely out of my control. How was I supposed to know she was married? Let alone to the guy I was seeing over there? Neither of them were wearing rings not that that would have stopped me.

I’m so fucked So - anybody know of a way I can refuse to be named captain without sounding like a complete shit? I’m not ready for that responsibility. Not ready at fucking all for it.

My daughter is as beautiful in the dreams as she is here.

And about as much of a troublemaker.

Found the wreckage of the Enterprise. The alien that had led us to this planet turned out to have lured us with her story of distress, but I'd already figured that out and baited her myself. It was just me and Chevok until we found Scotty and an alien named Jaylah who's been hiding out in a cloaked, crashed Starfleet ship that's nearly a hundred years old. I'm going to assume that's our ticket offworld, if we can get her into the sky.

We know where the crew is. The only question is how do we save them?

I feel like killing that bloody reporter. In hindsight, I probably should've changed my last name when I ran away. I need to ensure my sister is safe

Fucking dreams gave me the ability to hear fucking everyone's thoughts. I could control it before but now it's just fucking everyone all at once. You people are so fucking LOUD, think quieter, for the love of god.


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Well, loves, last week was something, wasn't it? That little cutie, Armin, did try to warn me about how interesting Orange County could get.

My Yacht and I survived the experience well enough, though it got a bit dodgy the day of the earthquakes.

Is everyone I'm fond of alright? Aria aside, we already know how she's feeling. Go on, sound off.

Of all days the fucking dreams assault me, it's on Super Bowl Sunday. I think I'll just stay in my office and let security handle the drunks in the club. I don't have the patience for this shit today.

I am so glad that after this Fifty Shades movie it'll be over. I'm so tired of seeing the trailers for the new one. I saw about fifteen minutes of the first one while flipping channels one night and the acting was so awful and judging from the trailers for the new one, the acting hasn't gotten any better.

My boss seems to think I need to socialize, so she directed me here. I'm questioning her judgement on this matter, but we will see. I'm Miranda Lawson, and I recently moved here from Los Angeles.

This lovely Skeeter woman and her videos and photos. Pah, as if I haven't been on film for those acts before? Do you know I was paid for it one time, Rita? You're just jealous you can't get any. Might have something to do with your attitude about life, bloody gigantic stick up your arse and all.

My big brother made proper sure to call me right when he knew I'd be sleeping because he enjoys torturing me. I'm afraid I've gone and changed my cell phone number now, so those of you who had it will simply have to deal with 'new phone who this' for a while when I text you.

Christmas in Florida was great. Got to see and catch up with my folks. Then somewhere between Orlando and Los Angeles I picked up some kind of really, really nasty cold, or maybe the flu. Probably the flu. And probably from the guy sitting behind me on the plane, who, I swear to god was emptying his sinuses the entire damn flight. There is not enough hand sanitizer in the world for that shit.

So who else has a legendary hangover today?

I didn't dock in California so that my gorgeous boat could be covered in SNOW.

Oh sure, it's magical, right? Some kind of... I don't know, people keep telling me Orange County's more fun and interesting than I thought, and then here we go. Snow that won't stop falling.

How'm I supposed to have a nice boat party with snow all over? Alright look, I love a good party and I love a good challenge and THIS is a challenge I willingly accept. But I think I'm going to have to hire a crew on again just to clear it all off.

Maybe that's all for the best, the crew I find might be cute.

It always surprises me a little when people come into the cafe in the middle of the night, on a Sunday or week night and they have clearly been to a bar or club. I know people go clubbing and stuff even during the week, but it makes me wonder if they also have a regular nine to five job or classes and mange to sober up before work or school or what. And if they do have work or school early, when do they sleep?

I like Thanksgiving. It's a good holiday, but it's going to be a rough two months.

So many people joining the community lately.

Hi newbies! I’m Thalia. Don’t pay any attention to what they say about me in the tabloids. Not only are they wrong, they’re also boring. This is like the fifth home wrecker story they've written about me in the last two years or so.

Hi everyone! I'm Eleanor. I heard someone talking about this website, and I thought I'd try slumming it with all the nerds that can't find dates in person I'd check it out. Though, I have to say, I thought that there would be a whole lot more topless photos.

So, here we are. Thursday night before a long weekend. I'm still pretty new here, so help a sister out. Where are all the best parties?

Well, this little community seems...

... Honestly it seems like it needs a good party. Look, Orange County, you're boring. Except for this strip club I've looked up on google, where's all the fun people? All of this dream talk is putting me to sleep. Though I like that one mention of being locked in a dungeon, if you know what I mean. ;) Shame it doesn't seem to entail any good times.

I'm Isabela and I have a boat. A boat I like to call the party boat, and I think I need to set one up, stat.

So, this is where there are supposedly answers about

You know, despite being in the area for a few years now since grad school, I'm surprised it took me this long to hear about this website. So besides all this dream talk, what else do people discuss on here?

Finally get the papers signed and my money and I bought an apartment? When did I turn into a boring old man? I should have spent it on a party! A car! Something fun! Who wants to help me make my next purchase and reverse...this?

wizarding prison, here i come. well, this is totally lame. can't even count on regrettable prison sex. at least i avoided the dementors. those assholes are the worst and i don't really want to wallow in all of my regrets for the rest of forever. sounds terrible. so good job avoiding that mess.

It's almost adorable that Chauvelin seems to think that the Pimpernel will turn himself in if I were to ask in order to save my life as my execution date has been set. Let alone that he thinks I'd actually ask such a thing, especially after I already claimed to be the Scarlet Pimpernel during a Revolutionary Tribunal so that the real Pimpernel could continue his work.

Dieu.

At any rate, we're in the last leg for Bandstand. Eight performances in four days and with it being Los Angeles Fleet Week now, all performances are free for active and former military.

Well, now that's that's all settled - To make up for lost performances during the latest round of Orange County being Orange County, Bandstand will be adding additional matinee performances starting the 28th through the end our run on the 4th, Tuesday remaining dark. What is sleep?

Orange County, the one place where you should probably get "random invasion and other unexplained phenomenon" insurance or cancelled days.

isabela. i found something for you. i'm presenting it to you...as soon as it gets here because i already bought it. but look at it. it's what's up. i'm linking this here so everyone can buy their own because obviously you all want one, too.

[ooc: pls understand this is NSFW]

Blazing bollocks of fire it is hot outside.

But never fear. We've a cool, air-conditioned tavern here at The Hanged Man. Our latest special involves seeing whose the lucky bastard who can locate all of the phallic symbols carved around the establishment - one can guess who is the artist behind that - and come to me with the accurate number and show me all the locations. This lucky winner will get a complimentary keg of our home-brewed Rat's Dropping (it's a beer, tastes better than it sounds, I promise) and a free week of all-you-can-drink-and-eat.

And a chance to grab my bum, so don't miss out on this.

(Yes, I'm a serious business owner.)

the more i learn about magic, the more i'm certain witches and wizards were meant to prank people most of the time with some time set aside for fucking shit up and then fixing that shit that you just fucked up. then there's just some stuff thrown in there for show and sparkles. like magic tricks. you can seriously just make bubbles come out of the end of your wand and then decorate an entire room with bubbles. the answer to your question is yes, yes, i did decorate my room with a lot of bubbles just to do it. don't worry, hawke, i won't let them make a mess of things. i am o+ at magic. i've been practising. obvs.

Guys you aren't going to believe this shit but I'm half GOD. With a little g. So like, half god and I have celestial powers.

And as soon as I can figure out how I'm gonna BUILD SOME SHIT. I can make a ball right now. All the balls.

This totally explains how I held that infinity stone and didn't die in space and have a predisposition for being able to get the shit kicked out of me and stay in one piece.

HOW FUCKING AWESOME IS THAT.

This isn't so much of an existential crisis as a what the hell is life and does this really exist??

Apparently there's this comic where I'm teaming up with Ian McKellan (dressed as Gandalf) and we're entrusted with this, uh, task from the Sorcerer's Guild and going up against demon summoners from Mordor. I think there's a panel with flying banana peels - look, I don't know - and then the shenanigans cause me to flip a table of food that just showed up outta nowhere.

Cue explosions.

And Christopher Lee (dressed as Saruman) at the end.

I don't know much about Lord of the Rings but what I do know is this: Sunday afternoons need vodka in the orange juice, not champagne. I'll be toasting to you, Sir Ian McKellan.

um. i don't really know what to say about this last dream. i attempted a funny 'haha' thing, but it's not really funny.

i don't know. i guess i knew i wasn't great in the dreams, but i guess i thought i'd be better somehow my normal response would be drinking, but i'll still remember this afterwards, so...idk.

[Filtered to Remus]

it got worse. i didn't know it would get worse, but apparently it got super worse super quick.

in my boredom, i found this. also this. i don't know how old that pug is, but probably not old enough to drink boredom is dangerous.

Private to Isabela & Hawke

your new guy thinks i'm a good person or can be or something. are you sure he isn't on drugs? the serious kind of drugs. also he was nice and that is suspicious, so i'm just saying...he's suspicious.

don't argue with me.

also does anyone else think he is like an over-sized labrador? because he is and again don't argue with me.

Hey there, folks. The name's Gourry Gabriev. I was pointed to this net from my new employer Garret Hawke. I'm now gonna be working at The Hanged Man! Hope to see you all there.

Speaking of where I'm working, I'm gonna suggest a few other places where I can be found!

Medieval Times where you can cheer me, the Blue Knight on! It can be a family affair or even just for a business outing.

The Ren Faire! Come see me doing a bunch of things and enjoy what we have to offer! If you tell me you know me from here, I'll even make you a personalized bracelet. I'm a damn good blacksmith if I do say so myself. This weekend, be there and I'll hang out with you.

Now that I'm done shamelessly plugging my works... how's it going? I live in Buena Park to stay close to my main work, and I own two dogs and a cat. Miss Ell, the cat, is pretty much a queen in regards how she's gotta be treated. Butter and Toast are my labs, only a year old each. So I love animals. Uh..I'm pretty nice, I think, and I have a good head on my shoulders. Let's chat it up.

I think I made this too date like...

This year, for April Fool's Day my roommate:

-Replaced the bar of deodorant in its container with cream cheese.
-Covered my soap with clear nail polish.
-Somehow managed to cover every inch of surface space in my room with red solo party cups.
And:
-There is a tray of "candy apples" in the fridge that I am highly suspicious of.

This is the price I pay every year for living with a Kender prankster.

on the list of things i'm not drunk enough for, my life is at the top of the list. and yet i have to be at work and that requires me to be sober. why is the universe punishing me?

if anyone wants to make terrible, drunken mistakes get drunk with me after i'm off work, probably let me know so i know to tell you where to go. if you're coming, though, don't be the emotional, oversharing sort of drunk and don't try to be my mum. none of that is acceptable tonight. i mean, if you want to feed me alcohol while also not letting me die, i guess you're allowed, but you still have to feed me alcohol or let me feed it to myself

Out of everything that carries over from these dreams, please tell me pregnancy is not one of them.

My dreams just keep getting better and better, especially now that I'm done with all the sad War of the Lance stuff and I'm back hanging out with Flint who had died in my other dreams but is still young and spry and doesn't complain about boats - not that he's been in a boat yet but he also hasn't been capsized by Caramon yet so he has nothing to complain about!!

Anyway, me and this sea elf princess named Selene went to rescue Flint and Tanis who got kidnapped by an evil mage who follows an evil god who's a coin! We saw them talking together - the mage and the coin god, not Flint and Tanis. We were mice! Because we took this potion which means I can turn into any animal that I want which is the BEST THING EVER REALLY. I was a mouse and a fly and a bird and a snake and a spaniel and a troll and a dog again and a crab and you should have seen Flint's face when I turned into a crab and then turned into myself it was hilarious and being a troll sure was fun because unlike here I was never tall in my dreams - not that I was really tall here but at least I used to be kind of normal sized and not just my size now so I had never been as tall as a troll in my dreams though I guess I also haven't been as tall as a troll in real life either.

I wonder if I can find a metamorphasis potion here! Does anyone make one? I would love to become all kinds of animals because there were SO MANY I didn't get to turn into in my dreams before the potion wore off!

who thought it was a good idea to make dream me a teacher? this is a terrible idea. muggle studies and deputy headmistress? what even? lol. someone trusts me. trusts me to be the worst at this job or maybe someone just hates students.

i didn't know how much affection i felt for my bed before now. it's been a very real experience.

that was intense. also dumbles was totally rude about me. :( i am totally charming. don't fake 'how charming' me!

super troubling how that ended for the non-cult people. #spoileralert #dontaskifyoudontwanttobetold #woah

oooooooookay. cult leader has returned and i am seriously questioning my hairstyle and my general everything. wow. okay, self. you really let yourself go.

but good news, i am still not in wizarding jail, so go me on that.

You know, I thought it was a California thing that all y'all were so obsessed with dreams. We certainly never talked about them this much in Santa Fe. I'm thinkin' I might've been wrong about that assumption. Had a real weird one last night. Not sure what to make of it. Sort of figured maybe some of you around here could tell me what's going on with all the talk about dreams.

whatever this is, i am so over it. i have a crime scene to photograph and i'm pretty sure i'm on fire from the inside. this is so not a hangover. i know what that feels like.

I think it's time I go back to school. But I just don't know what I want to do...

I heard on the radio today that, according to one of those studies that probably aren't scientifically accurate or whatever, that only 40% of couples are consummating their marriage on their wedding night. Only 40%! The rest are apparently too tired, too drunk, or want to keep partying with friends.

I don't want to live in this bloody world anymore.

But alright, this is also an annoucement to say the Hanged Man is back up to its former glory after the demon debacle. Sorry about that, we Thedosians love our catastrophes I suppose. Anyway, come on in for a chat and the Rat Droppings ale. Brewed right there!

Y'know, the one good thing about a second set of dreams is kind of knowing what to expect. I expected a baby-faced demonlord to kidnap my best friend to use against me, and I expected him to make us fight while Gourry was consumed by demonic armor. Typical repeat stuff.

But I don't think Hellmaster expected Gourry to put a literal hole in me with the Sword of Light under the armor's thrall, and I don't think he expected Gourry to break free from its influence and turn the sword onto himself. The last seconds of being alive, i saw my best friend stab himself. Definitely not how it went the first time around. Seriously, what? Ow on all fronts.

Lucky me, though - the Lord of Nightmares brought me back from death unprompted, just in time for my second rodeo with Hellmaster. It all went down the same way, where he wanted me to cast the Giga Slave so he can mess up the casting and make the world go boom. A pact with the Lord of Nightmares was made, an exchange of a life for a life. In the end Gourry traded the Sword of Light to her to get me back. All's well that end's well, but funny how this all comes around almost the exact day I got sucked into the void. No one's crap is disappearing a second time in an apocalyptic storm, don't worry.

On a happier note, our baby is two months old this very day. I'm going to enjoy the last stretch of maternity leave with my little stinker before it's back to the desk, picking apart magical bits and bobs and wearing clothes that don't have throw up on them.

Happy unofficial National Nude Day!

In honor of such a glorious 'holiday,' I figured that I should partake.

Tasteful nude...this way!

Go out, everyone, and celebrate!

Oh yeah, btw...I'm back in the area

Normally I really like these funny Orange County events, but this one's just annoying. Why's everything so big? I had to stand on a chair to cook breakfast today! I'm lucky my dreams decided to also give me a pair of normal sized clothes so I could actually get dressed.

Also, funerals are kind of the saddest things ever, aren't they? Today really sucks.

[Filtered to Raistlin]

I uh... finally dreamed of Kitiara. Kind of.

Oh, Andraste's sagging arse, I'm quite over the likes of Thedas. I suppose it was good that I was warned my lover would volunteer to stay behind in the Fade in some act of heroism or some shit like that. Because otherwise, waking up to find the letter from his best friend regarding his death there on the nightstand would be a really bad fucking surprise.

I need a few of Dorian's sparkly balls to take my mind off this.

But the lighter part of it all is that I got a new outfit? One with actual trousers this time, a very grown-up swashbuckling outfit, complete with gigantic pirate hat. I feel about a thousand years old by the time the Inquisition happens, but I look great and am still stabbing people so I suppose that's also a good thing.

So everyone has odd dreams and discusses them publicly What the bloody hell is wrong with this place

I'm not formally used to this network sort of thing but I was told it could be of some use.

Seeing as I'm new to the area I was hoping some of you would be so kind as to point me in the direction of a reputable store for texts. Not the Twilight and Harry Potter sort. Real books of the new age and old.

And also a decent bar or two would be lovely.

TFW friends come into the city and you decide to party for the whole weekend...

Shenanigans and many pictures will ensue!

THIS is just a small glimpse of the crew. Downtown isn't gonna know what hit it when we are done!