Angel Grove Net

[Insert TONS OF STATIC NOISES, and various crackling in the background]

"C'n you....."

[there's another loud burst of static and the phone seems to have dropped out for a minute.]

"...hear me now? cell reception's crap but we're okay in...."

[The phone drops out again for a while.]

"Probably don't have long in case it goes out. Battery and no one's got a charger. But we're.... inside the...it's like a BUBBLE. So uh, Thor, you're my best guy, Tony, you're handling things amazing right now, Barton...keep up what you're doing. Buck....sounds like I don't got to worry about YOU, but I'm thinking about..."

[More static and a lot of barely heard sounds that aren't quite words.]


"Okay....I'm gonna go. Uh...keep the faith, guys. We're trying something from the inside too."

((OOC: If you want to be IN the blob with Steve, let me know and we can log!))

I.... I don't know where my husband is and I can't leave my house. Can someone come? There's something out there...

And I can't stop having panic attacks.

World's goin' a bit nutty again, huh?

Which part's worse off? I got an itchy trigger finger.

It's not animal cruelty to use birds for target practice when they're clearly attacking (or about to attack) people on the street.

Leprechauns. They've fucking leprechauns in Belfast. Points to those who understand just WHY I'm laughing so damned much about the fact. I've got no idea what language thry're trying to speak to me in, mind. It's sure as shite not gaeilge and it's not English by any means...

Ideas?

Whilst your world may be in peril, I welcome you all to a simple celebration.

Come attend the final burning of the Wickerman. We burn the Wickerman to celebrate our freedom, to proclaim our enduring will and power against those who might harm us.

Paint your faces with its ashes and let the world know--let your enemies know--that you are a force to be reckoned with.

I also extend wishes for a happy Day of the Dead. I won't be missing the vendors for that, nor the costumes

Uh does anybody know where I can get tripto...uh triptocaine? It makes you feel happy when you snort it. Blue and translucent and usually comes in a little tube?

I'm gonna need it to deal with the incoming hallucinations, nosebleeds and everything else that comes with using what I just happened to use.


Otherwise, who wants to sit with an idiot and make sure he's not dying while he rides out the effects of what's promising to be a really 'fun' overdose?

What is it they say about those who don't remember their pasts being doomed to repeat them? Somehow I forgot the side effects I was courting in an attempt to do some work helping with whatever weirdness just cropped up, and they're sort of intense?

...Look, I said I was a GOOD agent, not that I was smart.

TLDR; I need drugs to stop the side effects of using something really bad for me that's not exactly a traditional "drug" that I'm not even sure you people have. And if you don't have them, I need a babysitter, please? I'll totally repay the favor at some point, I swear.

WELL! THIS is much more like it, isn't it? Since MY youngsters aren't here, who ELSE is up for a bit of an adventure?

So, I don't know what is worse. This massive Blob... or my wife that seems to be against me in every way. I didn't know women could hit so hard.

And that's coming from a guy who has two strong girl friends.

What the fuck is going on. I like Italian food. BUT TOMATOES ATTACKING ME. HELL NO.

THERE IS A GIANT TERRIFYING GINGERBREAD MAN STOMPING AROUND.

THERE'S A GIANT SNAKE THAT ATE SO MANY PEOPLE AND HITTING IT WITH LOVE IS NOT WORKING

Okay. Now this world is finally showing me stuff that could be from my world.

Anyone need help? I am for once willing.

So. I'm having a perfectly nice day in Saint Petersburg, since I got here early for my party, found the perfect party outfit, and am wandering through, being given free things at a few places. or coupons when they saw my ID, because it was actually my nameday, which they still DO in Russia, and was looking forward to tonight, when suddenly...

Well, it's not L'Europe's fault they decided to cancel events because a troupe of massive bicycle riding bears came down the street earlier. Or that other bears on patrol, apparently, and ARMED, showed up later and began assigning areas of the city to each other.

I'd be...a little freaked out at them too and not want someone to go lawsuit happy on them if anything DID go wrong, and okay, I don't want to be responsible for it, either, but...

Well. I WAS looking forward to doing this is all. It was going to be the first time I actually hosted something decent, and uh...

I've got cake and pie and I'll buy drinks if anyone somewhere safe still wants to celebrate? Probably not, but...

It was going to be my BIRTHDAY, that I picked out for myself. I guess that superstition we have about not celebrating before the actual day of it came true? Or after, I guess. But picking a date's apparently as bad even if you don't KNOW the day exactly...

Someday, probably when this is over, I'm going to laugh about this, probably. We can hope, anyway.

I thought the Paris Brotherhood had the market on hallucinogenic substances locked down, but this is trippier than the last time I was that far gone. Why did a giant purple thing with one eye and horn just turn up down the street from the pub? Who’s robot experiment from Hell is this? Merde, this place.

Holy fucking SHIT, you guys! it got Steve! THE BLOB GOT STEVE.

Backing up. After shit got weird yesterday, Steve and I were out patrolling, with me on the roof and him doing the ground sweeping thing. And then out of nowhere, this massive ball of goo, like those weird balls they have at the fancy yogurt place, rolls up and ENGULFS him, carrying him off and part of the street with him.

I don't... What the fuck is even...

I'm not sure whether I should shoot some of these things or feel sorry for them.

What in the

What the hell is this thing?!

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Hey, did anyone else just see that large tentacle come out of the lake? I could be wrong, but it looked a little like a tentacle of my Uncle Poseidon's pet Kraken.

But...that doesn't make sense. Why would the Kraken be here now? Uncle Poseidon wouldn't have woken it up. He'd have no reason to. And she never comes inland unless he's instructed her to. Unless...aww crap! Unless she's pregnant.