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Feb. 12th, 2015


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Does anyone have new information about the spike of crime? Privately, or publicly, whichever. I'm just curious because me and my companions were nearly blown up in a bar last night. It's not really your normal, everyday occurrence.

Feb. 6th, 2015


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I... have a strange book from my dreams. It feels insane, but does anyone have any knowledge on magic? There's something.... weird about this thing.

Jan. 14th, 2015


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Back from my first flight! Very successful, no needing to jump into the pilot's seat or anything! Some turbulence here and there, but nothing terrible! Let me tell you though, it was a long weekend! Hopping between aircraft and then staying in a new hotel every night...it was something! But I think I'll enjoy it.

Seems like I've been missing a lot here, but not in a good way. To all my law enforcement friends, please be careful out there! There's got to be something in the water, yeah? I don't feel safe going outside anymore...it feels like the snow, but in a completely different way!

Private to Clara )

Private to Gwen )

Jan. 10th, 2015


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Well folks, here's some bad news that's sure to brighten your day. Police and other law enforcement on this network might want to take note of this, too (and yes, I'm going to file an official report).

But you know how there's been this sudden and unexplained spike in the crime rate? Well guess what?

Those goons are now really well armed. And I know that because my gun shop got cleaned out at some point last night. Whoever did it didn't even trip up my security system, so marks for that I guess.

Jan. 7th, 2015


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Detective Roivas of the Anaheim PD would like to say to the asshole who torched a whole store in the Disneyland Park, I would love to congratulate you in person for being the biggest douchebag and maybe get a picture and an autograph of your fingerprints.

Come on, really? Who does that?

Jan. 6th, 2015


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Fantastic!

I finally had my first dream! It was scary, exciting, and wonderful all at the same time! It was weird because I was living the same kind of boring life I was in Marlow; shoppe girl who woke up, went to work, had lunch with her boyfriend, went home. And then he came.

The Doctor. Big nose, big ears, leather jacket. An alien, but he certainly looked human...sounded human too! But he had this space ship that looked like a blue box that was bigger on the inside! He said it was an old police box, to help disguise it when he was on earth. It was amazing!

We were fighting this alien who had turned the mannequins into living things! Wanted to take over the Earth because of all the pollution and make it its new home. But the Doctor and I stopped him! Together! Ha! We just had this natural kind of partnership and I saved this alien man. It was like a kick butt version of myself!

And right before I woke up, he offered to take me with him! To travel the universe and to go throughout history, just for the fun of it! I only had to think about it for a little bit before I knew the answer and was running towards the box. But that's all I remember. Then I was awake with Wolf hitting me in the face.

But that's it! I'm apart of the club now!

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I am bored at work. Now that the kids are back in school, the music store is quiet, so entertain me.

What is the most obnoxious song that gets stuck in your head? I need a playlist here so I can drive my boss crazy. XD

Jan. 4th, 2015


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Anyone know a good pizza place? I still just have mustard, ketchup and a bottle of water in my fridge and I'm going craving pizza. Or, well, real food in general. But leaning towards pizza.

Mar. 17th, 2014


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Are you seeking adventure? A guilt free way to unleash the violence inside? Then come out to [GPS COORDINATES] and have fun laying waste to what I like to call Darkspawn. I promise it'll be a good time.

I can stop it, I just need people to hold the line.

Mar. 15th, 2014


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I think I've had those dreams you all talk about. And I say that, because, upon waking up this morning, there was not only a hat from the dreams, but also the most exquisitely crafted early Baroque-era pistol. They're both very fantastic items.

Mar. 6th, 2014


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So let's say you've got a whole bunch of magickal artifacts that if someone touches, they'll die. You've got them in containers, so they're portable, but you don't just want to leave it laying around.

Where do you put it? Storage container? Safe deposit?

Mar. 1st, 2014


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S'just not a good day until you defeat the Lovecraftian God of Fear, yeah? My dreams are at least twenty kinds of fucked, but I can't say I don't stumble into my fill of adventure, I suppose.

In vast tonal change: thank fuck all that volcano mess is over with, I'm tired of persuading Q to be the only one to give Chas baths. Even I run out of excuses after a week.

Feb. 19th, 2014


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You'd think getting shot once wouldn't be enough for the army, but apparently I've bled enough for my country. Recovery would be too long, they said. Three to six months, maybe more. I'll do it in one. Those military doctors just don't know who they're dealing with.

But I'm stuck here, I might as well do whatever it is everyone else does when they aren't patrolling in the desert. The nurse signed me up here. I have no idea what I'm doing.

Hello, strangers on the internet. I'm Lightning. I'd say it was nice to meet you but the jury's still out on that one.

Feb. 16th, 2014


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OKay, medical professionals and home medicine practitioners.

Assuming I don't want to use a metric buttload of cover-up, is there something you can do to get bruises to fade away? Because I am sick to death of looking at them.

Feb. 12th, 2014


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So I really suck at romance. What do you get a guy besides lube for Valentine's Day? Steak? I mean, he's really sweet and all, but I don't even know if we're technically dating yet because we haven't talked about it. And nothing's less romantic than "let's talk about us". (Ugh, even typing that gives me the creeps.)

So. What's a nice gift that can be taken as sweet if he likes me or nice if we're just friends with benefits?

Feb. 8th, 2014

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Santa Maria degli Angeli, what a day.

I feel as though I must say this in a public place, for the benefit of those who consult psychiatrists or psychologists in this country.

If you make an active threat against yourself or someone whom I might reasonably believe you could injure, it is not only allowed, but mandated, that I inform law enforcement. That is the law of this state. Please realize this. I cannot keep your privacy when you make threats. I know the dreams may drive one to desperate lengths, but the matter is out of my hands.

Private to Alex Roivas: May I come see you tomorrow? Tonight I think I wish to curl into bed and be alone.

Jan. 22nd, 2014


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How did I miss this sciencegasm? Oh right. I was shot in the eye. With an arrow. You bitch.

Jan. 8th, 2014


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Okay, is everyone in my dreams mentally defective? It's weird, because I'm not always in my dreams. A lot of times I'm reading this book and watching other people's lives through their eyes.

So far, I've been a Roman centurion who, after stumbling upon five pillars in the desert and hearing them moan his name, decided to approach them. Protip: if you hear random objects of an ominous shape calling your name in the desert, don't head toward them. You will turn into a lich and eternally serve dark eldrictchian horrors.

I've also been a Cambodian dancer who whined about wanting a more exciting life about twenty minutes before she had an elder god's heart put into her chest. Oh, and Charlemange? He died because Xel'lotath ordered it. My dream great-grandfather found out that there's an entire city of the dark eldritchian horrors under our family manor in New Hampshire. Kinda went batshit and got locked up in a sanitarium.

Oh, and I can still do friggin' magic. I think I might need Xanax, but I can fix anything by asking an elder god to do it. So there's that.

How's your 2014 going?

Dec. 14th, 2013


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It's weird; my dreams barely involve me. They're mostly dreams of me reading a book about people who sacrificed their lives to stop eldritch horror gods from invading the Earth. Same shit, different day. except I wake up half insane and screaming, but no big. and the hallucinations and the voices. Fun fact: Charlemagne was killed by an elder god. The more you know.

Has anyone ... learned things from their dreams?

Dec. 5th, 2013


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Oh boy. Presents from my dreams. Really, Fate, you shouldn't have.

Nov. 18th, 2013

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I had some of those dreams. I'm fine if that doesn't ever happen again. In fact, that would be a blessing.

Nov. 14th, 2013


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I twisted my damn ankle chasing after a bounty today. Right on the stairs, like a damsel in a 60s monster movie. I think I flailed.

It's never happened before...damn, am I getting old? Is Irisa going to have to start feeding me with a spoon and changing adult diapers?

Nov. 11th, 2013


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Ugh, Mondays. Now that I'm actually working once again it's hard to be motivated on a Monday morning. And it certainly doesn't help that I got hit with a case of the dreams again.

Has anyone had really big time gaps between their dreams? It's been 10 years between my dreams apparently. Thankfully I have her memories about what happened in the gap despite not having dreams about them. I stepped down as Queen and I'm now a Senator just like my dad for Naboo. But apparently times are still dangerous because my dreams started off with one of my decoys being blown up in an assassination attempt once we landed our ships in Coruscant. I'm tired of crying for people - I wish they wouldn't die. I feel so guilty that this stuff keeps happening.

At least I was able to speak to the Jedi Council and Chancellor Palpatine and Obi-Wan and Anakin are back as well and they've been assigned to watch over me. It's strange seeing how much they've changed since I see them here all the time, but it's been 10 years for my dream self. Anakin now looks like he does here and I know her feelings are starting to get a little confused

It's almost like I haven't slept at all and I'm ready to go back to sleep. But alas, work calls.

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Who wants to go drinking? First round's on me.

Nov. 7th, 2013


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Awesome. I love making an idiot of myself in front of the hot guy I kind of want to see if I can get to have a drink with me.

Oh well, at least I won't bug anyone when these dreams drive me totally nuts.

Nov. 5th, 2013


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I slept in my cessna last night. It wasn't on purpose, I was working on it and fell asleep.

Oct. 31st, 2013


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I've decided to stay in tonight. Perhaps that makes me some sort of Halloween-loathing old man, but the truth is I've never enjoyed. Never enjoyed the fireworks, never enjoyed the ridiculous dignity-destroying costumes, never enjoyed children rapping my door at night. The fireworks are particularly loathsome, a series of bright lights that makes idiot stand and gawp like chimps.

Oct. 21st, 2013

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I believe that last night has heralded my entry into the so called Dreamer's club. At first it was very charming, actually - I dreamt of my own birth into a wealthy family, in what I think in English is called Renaissance times. Leonardo da Vinci was a friend of my dear mother's. I even had two brothers and a sister, as I do here.

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I am not too proud to say I was terrified as I awoke.

Oct. 20th, 2013


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So, I think I joined the fucked up dreams club. Yay. Anybody know how to unsubscribe?

Oct. 14th, 2013

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Hello, dear listeners.

I think it's time for a somewhat serious public service announcement, due to a conversation I've had recently.

I really shouldn't have to remind anyone of this, it's 2013 after all. But still, some people seem to be of the mindset that a woman's body is there to be appreciated by all.

Which, in case we all forgot, it isn't.

Yes, some women -- and statistically, some men! -- will chose to wear something revealing for their Halloween costume. But this is not, I repeat not an excuse to harass anyone for what they are wearing! Cat calls and inappropriate comments are never called for, and especially on a night when everyone is looking to have a good, safe time.

So please, gentle listeners. Refrain from making lewd comments about anyone's appearance at any time, but especially as Halloween approaches and we see more people in costumes.

Oct. 11th, 2013


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I don’t know what I’m becoming. I wake up with a new scar every day. Some of them are angry and raw, others faded. My bones ache, my fingernails, my teeth. I look in the mirror and there’s a stranger staring back. Her eyes… there’s a hardness in them. A darkness, like something that could consume me.

I kill these men in my dreams. They’re hopeless. They’re twisted by that island into something beastial. Most of them are insane. They want to kill me. Kill me, and they have Sam. I want to make them afraid of me. I want them to know I’m coming and I want them to die. Before anything could happen to any of my friends.

I count. One. Then three, then ten. I kill them with a pistol, I kill them with a bow. Oh, I’m so good with that bow. I still feel sick, each time I kill. The worse are up close. When I have to kill with the climbing axe, or choke them with my bow. But I don’t pause, I don’t reflect on it, because if I did, I’d die. And if I died, there’d be no one for Sam.


They’re afraid of me. Last night they saw me coming. They were afraid of me and I made them run.

I feel like I lost control of my life. I thought these dreams were going to be exciting, but they’ve become an utter nightmare. I can’t even relax. Shepard snuck up behind me and I nearly stabbed her with a knife.

She just gave me this look. Like she knew. Like she understood. And that scares me most of all.

Oct. 9th, 2013


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I just want to let everybody know that bounty hunters are nothing like Duane Chapman 'Dog'. That's show business. I might be a bounty hunter, but I don't take two hours to do my hair in the morning and choose which one of my leather vests best makes me look like a retired Lion-O.

We ain't great people, but we ain't that bad. Not to diss 'Dog', I like that show. It's just not reality. I mean, it's reality tv, but...look, I don't know where I'm going with this.

Oct. 8th, 2013

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Allora. Valarnet, please consider this my call for patients. While most of my time is taken up by my work at UCLA, I do see patients three days a week. It is a welcome respite from my clinical duties.

The only stumbling block for some is that I cannot prescribe. Under your laws, only psychiatrists may give medicines, while I am a psychologist. If this does not trouble you, and you wish for someone to talk to, please contact me.

Oct. 7th, 2013


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Hello, internet. Just moved to town - can someone give me the name of a terrible bar? Good bars are overrated.