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[ away from peter and melissa ]

I apologize in advance -- the gnome takeover is going to gradually get more and more ridiculous as the days lead up to Christmas. I don't know how they'll react, but Peter's already destroyed a television.

[ peter and melissa ]

Peter, I need a favor. We had a Santa scheduled to come in Friday before the kids leave for break, but he broke his coccyx. I need you to be his replacement.

Okay. If I promise to pretend that I believe all this stuff about a primitive galaxy and our lives played out in a holovid, will everyone stop looking at me like I've grown two heads? In all fairness, I'll do a halfass job of it, but I'm starting to get a complex here. Work with me.

[ away from peter and melissa ]

Fuck everything.

Anyone have any incredibly entertaining ideas or plans that I can join in on today? I need to get out of this house for a bit into something interesting, or I'll just keep collecting gnomes. I don't want to be known just for weird statue-related interests.

I don't know the customs of mistletoe, but if you ask me it's just there to get people zapped with lightning. I'd rather kiss a Wookiee than some random stranger pawing at me in a caf-shoppe.

We made hand turkeys at the beginning of the week and apparently one of the little ones stuck theirs in my sweater pocket without me noticing. It's labelled "Mr Erza Turky," has curly yarn hair, and even has little scars on its finger-feathers. They noticed one of mine recently and had to share their own scar stories after hearing my (very child-proofed) explanation of how it happened.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I'm excited to see those of you we're visiting today.

This guy is a treasure.

Accurate representation of what it's like to live with Skywalkers. In case anyone was curious.

Since a few people already showed interest and I need more things to occupy my off-time, I'm offering up "lightsaber" lessons. I'm not going to put a real lightsaber in your hands, but training sabers, sure. It's a combination of martial arts and sword fighting, so it could always translate over to other weapons easily, if you're interested.

[ filtered away from peter and melissa ]

I'm looking for statues, all shapes and sizes. Cats, garden gnomes, etc. The weirder the better. Anyone have anything to offer or any ideas on where to look? Or, better yet, anyone want to go thrifting with me?



And a witch! I need one of those as well, eventually.

[ Filtered Away from (her) Isaac ]

I was wondering if one of you could do me a favor? I'd like to get the apartment decorated for Christmas while Isaac's at work and surprise him when he comes home, but while I've mastered being solid enough to do the basics, I have no idea how I'm supposed to get a tree from the store to the apartment on my own. Can someone who has a spare hour or two to kill help me? I can't pay you, but I can offer to haunt your enemies.*

This time of year isn't easy on either of us, so making the apartment look festive and warm and ours is sort of a priority, I guess. There's no rush, so I'd be happy to work with your schedule.

* I won't actually haunt your enemies, sorry.

[ /Filter ]

Does anyone have any use for someone who can walk through walls and be invisible? And by "use", I mean... a job. That pays me. Now that I've gotten better at being corporeal, I'm getting cabin fever.

Thank you in advance!

My new doctor called me "a spectacularly healthy specimen," and one of the little ones at my new job told me that he wasn't scared of anything but Chewbacca and terrorists.

Solid start of the week, I think.

80s in late October. I can't remember the last time I was this far into the fall without having to worry about keeping warm. I even had a little sunburn for about fifteen minutes earlier.

Points to you, Hawaii.

who Ezra Greenberg (TWD)
what After the conversation with Lydia earlier, Ezra has a full-scale breakdown, compliments of some gnarly PTSD. It functions as a narrative, but anyone who wants to poke around and join him is totally welcome to do so!
when Earlier today.
where A corner of a beach in Hawaii.
status Complete as a narrative.

( And yet, every time Ezra closed his eyes, all he saw was devastation. )

There are always so many people out in New York at any time of the day. It's pretty amazing!

Of course, I'm mostly enjoying the ready availability of food.

[ tw twd ]
I'm going to go get some food and stretch my legs now that I safely can. Peter, you need anything? Or you, Mel?

FILTERED TO TW TWD group:

Peter, be in my lab first thing tomorrow morning. You'll be staying for at least a few hours so we can test and observe. Momelissa and Ezra, you're both welcome to come with but it'll most likely be boring.

FILTERED TO OLDER SCOTT & STILES:

I haven't been a fan of keeping things from you in years (... unless it's for your own good.) (Like that surprise Cabo trip years ago.) I don't know how much she's told you, but the latest mom that came through the portal approached me due to having the outbreak virus in her. It's a reservoir virus in that world, and won't affect her until her immune system is shot by something else - like HIV or inactive Ebola. Or she dies.

I'm not particularly worried about that happening to her here, but I understand the concern and started looking into a vaccine for her. Quietly, because the last thing we need is the media catching wind.

Werewolves seem to have natural immunities - but not instant. They fight it off better than human bodies do, which we've already learned by the fact that it's astoundingly difficult to give you a cold. Still hate you for that. Same principal. The virus, when activated, does exhibit symptoms in werewolves, but provided they're already previously uncompromised (no wolfsbane or silver poisoning), they fight it off in a matter of hours. Ezra, while not a werewolf, seems to exhibit an even stronger immunity. His vasoconstriction and white blood count regeneration is like nothing I've seen since.. Wolverine. Basically. It's very strange comparing Greenberg to Wolverine, let me put that out there.

I'm also probably immune, but as that's a probably... Well, I'm not jumping at the idea of testing on myself (this time, no peanut gallery comments). Anyway, point is, Peter offered himself as guinea pig (Ezra did too), so I'm going to be spending tomorrow sticking him with large needles.

ALRIGHT, I'm playing 'WHO IS MY PACK' a second time. Because I need to know.

[ FILTERED TO HER PACK, WHOEVER THEY ARE ]
[Screencap of this.]

I trust you, even if he doesn't. Just know that that's what he said and if he does anything that even SEEMS threatening, let me know?

So. Um. Note to self: scavenging in this world is basically just shoplifting.

I am so, so embarrassed. I promise I'm not a bad person!

If I say I'm sorry about this morning, do I get my stuff back? Still not all that trusting about what's being sold here.

Being clean in clean clothes that actually fit is the most amazing feeling (even if my constant inability to actually stay awake in the shower could be a problem), and I feel like I could sleep for the rest of the week if my brain would shut up a little. I still can't believe we're back here.

[ melissa and peter ]

Any luck on the commandeering of lab space for testing?

About two years too late, Portal. I'm still pissed at you for leaving us there.

They told me my kid is here. Scott?