Second Chances: the Network

Much to my profound consternation, I must admit I am not immune to this latest round of tomfoolery. As I have already dealt with decades in Hell, I can assure you I have been unfairly punished quite enough.

This is beyond the pale.

Hey, so in my old life, here's where I'd go on a bender and do something stupid. Guess they call that growth.

[Kate/Natasha/Phil]

Please help me not do something stupid. I swear to god, the only reason I'm not in the streets right now is my familial responsibilities.

First day of spring break and there are puppies in the park!

Also a new group of little Zs to entertain at the community center plus my old crew.

I don't think I'm getting wings. It feels a little pointed. Like, "you get to do ghost things at night, you don't get to fly, too" kind of pointed.

Even the new guy in my English class, who started school last Wednesday, showed up at school on Friday with badass, punk rock dragon wings.

Yes, I'm being petulant about it. No, I don't care that I am. I'm this close to stomping my foot and demanding a lollie as a consolation prize.

It's not even March yet and I can already feel the senioritis kicking in.

As much as I dislike this place, I'm happy I found tonkotsu ramen here. Makes me think of those idiots

School takes up too much time during the day. Too many people.

Any good running trails around?

Nonna Inga, the grandma ghost who lives with us, decided I needed to learn how to make a good stew to help with the cold.

I'll made an extra big pot.

In case anyone else wants any.

Damn, I'm so domestic.

Back in my day, if the weather was too bad for anyone to get to work or school, it was all cancelled.

Now everything can be done online. Point for the convenience, but negative points for sitting in front of a computer all day.

I understand that people do that for a living, but that is not what my future holds.

Though, I have been learning about field medicine, and seem to have picked that up these last few weeks.

Fuck sake you people are so loud
Okay maybe that's just me but still

Hey. So um. Hi. I'm William. You can call me Billy, I guess that's how some of you already know me. I showed up super hungry and they gave me a ton of money so I guess $20 of that is going to dumplings. And then I guess I get to figure the rest of my life out so that's weird.

I'm actually not even sure you're all real

[Maximoffs]
I guess I'm living with you guys. I barely even remem Are you really my How are you even alive

[Tommy]
I know you're here, I can feel you.

Also because the government people said you were but mostly the first thing.

I know this is weird. But it really is me.

Apparently it's National Cookie Day. If you think we're not celebrating in the Barton-Hargreeves-Hayes household, you are very wrong.

...not that my poor roommates aren't inundated with cookies literally all the time but that's not the point.

Anyway, we've got gingerbread, sugar cookies, almond vanilla, and chocolate salted caramel. Make your requests or a random baggie with your name is just going to show up at your door in the middle of the night. (Or at a nice reasonable 6pm, I do have two classes today)

Ray, I did not forget about you! I hope almond vanilla is okay?? Does anyone else need gluten free before I start passing all this out?

One month later.

Normally, wounds like mine take about six to eight weeks to heal, but our friend sped up the process.

If I wake up from a nap, though, it sometimes feels like it's still healing.

[Private to Cat King]
Words hadn't felt right or enough, and all gifts were cheeky.

I appreciate the call sigil you gave him, and that you didn't leave when you showed up to that situation.

Clearly you'd do anything for Edwin, and I'm grateful for that.
[end]

Okay. I don't know if this was meant to be a compliment or an insult so I'm throwing it out to the community.

What is a camboy and why should I be one?

Is it some kind of hint that college isn't for me?

[Edwin]

I got something from home that could help with your quest for afterlife knowledge.

CW/TW: likely mention of a gun shot wound in comments

Facts as we know them

1. They can't see me and Edwin, but they know about us.
2. They're obsessed with salt.
3. They're using iron, so they definitely know about us.
4. We'll find out in the morning what happens when I'm injured just before sunset.



5. I might need help in the morning.

Enid is MIA. No phone, no tracking. What've we got?


[ ooc; anyone who knows him knows he wouldn't risk posting (AND unfiltered!) this if he weren't absolutely LIVID - he's gonna do a Violence, y'all ]

I haven't had a headache this bad since the goddamn birds.

OKAY SO. It's the end of September and I have to pull myself back together so you know what that means!

GIANT HALLOWEEN BASH! Edge of Glory will be hosting, costumes OBVIOUSLY encouraged. Go as wild as you want but important bits must be covered because I love you all but I'm not losing my liquor license for you. There will be prizes for some categories (think best group, spookiest, funniest, best mashup, coupl ah fuck it cutest couple, and probably more as I think about them).

Family friendly till 8, 18+ after that (and shouldn't you smol people be Trick or Treating anyway?)

Drink specials all night long and we'll be open till 2am. Halloween is on a Friday this year and we're going BIG so go practice your best Thriller and I'll see everyone there!

Cafeteria talk today at school was about Halloween costumes. I said I was thinking about being Freddy Mercury, and one of the kids asked who that was.

I feel outraged and old. More outraged, I think. How do they not know Queen? I get it if one of us from a different universe doesn't know, but from here, when I know I've seen their albums on both vinyl and CD? Inconceivable.

Now that the city seems to actually be back to "normal," allow me to be a total basic bitch for a second and ask if anyone wants to go find an orchard this weekend and pick some apples or something? Though I mostly just want to stuff myself on apple cider donuts, tbh.

I have been here long enough to see times like these, where a larger group arrives or returns all at once. It does not make anything easier, it will likely never get any more easy to deal with when we lose loved ones.

But now is a time for support. Ask for it, provide it, whatever you need or are able to do. Check on your neighbors, "our people" or otherwise. The smallest offering can make a world of difference in times like these. We are in this together.

[ ooc; I am turning off tracking on this post - please use it to corral character reactions about the drops so the network comm isn't getting spammed and posts being buried ♥ filter to your own people, text messages, whatever. Your characters don't have to talk to Una at all, it's just a place to corral this. ]

The Monday blues've got me thinking about the long weekend ahead. It's one of the grilling holidays, right? Are we doing something as a community, or should we plan our own things?

[DBD Group]
Wanna just converge and turn or brains off for three days and watch the cheesiest films we can find?