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Oh my god.

They gave me Molly. They brought me Molly. Melissa. Peter. Look.

I should probably filter this before Peter loses his shit, but I refuse to gi I'm sure everyone's shocked, but it's a girl. We're already thinking pretentious Greek names.

Anyone else get a shit ton of memories just dumped in their head, or was that just me?

FILTERED TO McCALL'S & DELGADO'S:

If each of you could make a point to come visit out here over the next few weeks, I'd appreciate it. In fact, even better if you bring me lunch like old times.

FILTERED TO HALE'S:

In the interest of sharing, because I doubt Peter is going to jump at it anytime soon...

Looks like Baby Hale is going to have a cousin following a few short months behind.

FILTERED TO THE TWD CREW + HER SCOTT(IE) + CASSIE:

We're going to need a bigger house.


How long have you all known?

[ Hales and Hale-Adjacent Family + Friends. Basically, Teen Wolf in general. ]

Now that the move is all settled and so much of the family is here and relatively comfortable: I'm having a baby.

Is it too early to demand 4th of July shenanigans? I want a cookout and fireworks and Springsteen music and vaguely-homoerotic beach volleyball. And ice cream and one of those coconuts with a straw in it and daydrinking and writing rude things on people's backs with suntan lotion. Not too much to ask, right? I'll even throw in potato salad and as many D. Hales performing manual setup labor as I can round up. I can't comment on the quality of the D. Hales, but my potato salad is a religious experience.

C'mooon let's pretend we all get along. I need a fun day to look forward to.

Right then, which one of you kids is to blame for this whole... this?


[ ooc - always-been-a-lady Jane Stilinski! ]

( Meet Pandora )

She's a German Shepard/English Bulldog mix, and if you make fun of her wrinkles, you apparently get extra licks. Fair warning ahead of time.

Tell me they started to let us bill our dry cleaning to HPD? It's the least they can do after taking me away from the middle of peace negotiations with Valencia.

[ooc; Regina from a Galavant!AU! Profile here.]

I tripped over a completely smooth patch of grass and broke my ankle this morning (don't worry, it's already healing), so the Ides of Ezra is going pretty par for the course so far!

Peter, there's an entire section of tumblr devoted to your butt.

[ Jaina ]

Oh my god, turn your brain off I'm trying to teach children.

Stuck as to what to do on Valentines Day? Lonely and sure you're going to die alone, your body eaten by wolves (you wish)? Single and ready to mingle, or at least tingle? Take the El Cheapo way out and come bowl with ~ME~ on Saturday. What's a better ode to the power of love than rental shoes, stubbed fingers and greasy pizza that's been sitting under a heat lamp since the Cretaceous period? NOTHING.

For those assorted couples who can keep their pookie eyes to themselves, come on by as well! If you violate the uncoupling code and get nauseating, in twenty years the bowling alley will be the site of an urban legend that culminates in the line "...and then they never found the lovers' heads...". This is intended to be a safe place for grouchiness and singleness and self-esteem crises, not an opportunity for you to host a speech about how you finally found ~the one~.

If I sound grumpy, it's because I am. I know I'm supposed to be cool and aloof and not care about Valentines Day, but I'm not, so. This is me being passive aggressive about it. Or is this aggressive? IDK IDK. COME BOWLING.

I'm missing four books from my personal library. We've had a steady stream of visitors in the last few weeks, so if you took something, I'd appreciate you letting me know. I can't promise good behavior if you're a chronic folder-of-pages, but otherwise, keep them until you're finished.



Apparently it doesn't go without saying, so I'll spell it out here: I'm done. Fighting off zombies for two years has a way of putting things in perspective; hostile takeovers are so very yesterday. I don't care about alpha politics, I don't want to play go-between for any pack wars, and I'm not going to be stirring up trouble.

You're of course free to hate my guts, and I'm free to consider you simple. But the puppet spell's on, and worry about what I'm doing is wasted. I've clocked out.

Okay, all right, I'm definitely not used to being on the receiving end of this whole 'Welcome to Hawaii' thing. I've been in Hawaii! I grew up here! Portal, I thought you and I were bros. This is not okay! Cassandra McCall-Hale, by the way, and because that's terrible, just Cass. Just Cass. Cassie if you're cute.

Also, 2015? Please don't take this the wrong way but your internet is really freaking slow.

Ugh, juice cleans For anyone in Hawaii and interested, I'll be making homemade carnitas and tamales tonight. Open door.

I appreciate the whole 'whisking away to safety and out of assassin's reach' thing, for sure, and the impromptu vacation's a nice touch, but this is kind of crap timing ultimately.

[ OOC: Hey, it's a swapped Greenberg who is also an emissary, coming from "Monstrous!" See her journal for more info. ]

You know, it just struck me that this is the longest we've stayed in one place in two years. There's something really great about that.

I do miss the gnomes, though.

FILTERED TO MCCALLS AND STILINSKIS IN NYC:

Anyone mind if I come out there for a day or two around Christmas? I'd like to make my rounds to everyone, but I know realistically I can only probably handle NYC and Hawaii.

I'd be coming alone, if anyone's wondering. Unless Ezra tags along.

FILTERED TO TWD TW:

I'm not making the mistake attempt that I made for Thanksgiving again, but I'll be staying in New York for a day or two. Probably right before Christmas, so I can be back in Hawaii for Christmas morning.

If I come back to one more gnome, I will maim both of you. And I know it's not just Peter, because he wouldn't risk putting one on the nightstand.

[ 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.