Second Chances: the Network

Do we have anyone looking for work?

Full time with benefits. My current best employee is a college kid and while he's been doing a great job, he needs to focus more on school than a retail job. I'll still be doing the behind the scenes things but customer service has never been my strong point and I don't have anyone talking me down from cursing rude customers anymore.

I just can't be in there anymore, it feels haunted

I'd rather give the position to someone in our community if it's needed.

Telling myself that I know this isn't permanent (it's not. IT'S NOT.), but I'm gonna see if the fam might want to put in some range time with me. I'll probably be back for the drinks gig tonight.

[Ben's friends/family]

After everything, Ben's been shut up in his room since this morning. He's not talking to me, but maybe one of you will have better luck.

Texts to Dr. Strange:

>> I know the shop is the last thing on your mind
>> But I wanted to tell you not to worry about it.
>> I've got my keys, and I'll take care of everything until you're ready.
>> And let me know if there is anything else you need.

Emily's magic was seemingly backfiring. I wonder if that is how she got sent back. I am so sorry, Dr. Strange.

Anyone want to drown their sorrows with tea and pumpkin donuts with me?

Happy birthday to my dad. Wish I could see him today.

I want to come out and say that I'm sorry for lying and keeping it from people. And being squirrely. It's how I was raised. But, yeah, I'm a superhero. Nightwing. "Super" isn't really accurate but I play with the big guns back home. So. Hope you can forgive me for being... like that.

And Jason: I forgive you for trying to kill me a bunch of times. You're my brother and I love you.


[ ooc; June 26: Residents are feeling very forgiving today. Do you have someone to make amends to, either in or outside the game? How do you do it? ]

I want to have a pool party with brightly colored drinks and gaudy flamingo floaties.

And little umbrellas in the drinks and little neon martini glasses.


No alcohol though.

Whose in?

IMPROMPTU SESSION ON THE ROOF!

SO18 needs to try some things out live. Get up here. (Please and thank you)



[ ooc; lol this doesn't have to coincide with T'Challa's request but I won't lie I just cackled at the idea of the band rolling up like ".... so, uh, this is awkward" ]

So you're having a little bit of a bird problem, hm? My sympathies, I've had a small issue with crows lately, myself. I'd offer to help, but I do hate picking feathers out of my teeth. I might be open to persuasion though...

You can, and should, call me Cat King. No nicknames, for the love of all the gods. It's two syllables, you can manage.

Guys guys guys guys



Trivia time: What famous web designer loves to find bugs in their work?

[Family + Albus]

I didn't want to say anything when May was gone, but I'm going to move in with Albus.

I'm 20 now, and he's roommateless, so it seems like a good opportunity for everyone. And I'm still going to be in the building, just not in the same house, you know?

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you all before I started packing things up.

I'm worried about May. We always meet for coffee before work, but she didn't show up this morning. Her cell is going right to voicemail.

{Forward dated to May 2nd so I don't have to rhyme}

So much for having a roommate. I'm cursed.

Quick question...


If a poptarts is a ravioli and a hot dog is a taco.... does that make corn dogs a type of beef Wellington?


[Dick]

Glad you didn't die last month. For the record.

[Voice Message, unfiltered (sorry, boys)]

[feedback whine] It's Steve. If you... don't know... it's Ma... [long burst of static] ...warehouse... [another long moment of static] ...find him... node 361-a. [sound of Steve breathing quietly] ...knows I'm here... Vision, you have to stop him [garbled static, a sudden burst of sound, not unlike something heavy colliding with concrete, a few more seconds of static, then silence]

Audio Transcript

It's Steve. If you don't know, it's May. Warehouse. Find him. Node 361. A. Knows I'm here. Vision. You have to stop him.


( What Steve Actually Said )

_{[OOC: Steve won't be replying, but feel free to use this space to plot/plan!]}

Slade FUCKING Wilson, where the FUCK is my brother?

[set after Dee's encounter with not!Stiles]

Dee hasn't made it home. She's not answering her phone, texts aren't even coming up read. Tippy is freaking out and all I can make out in my very limited Squirrel is something is very wrong.

I've got theories. And this is a very clear warning that if my daughter is harmed, someone is in for a very bad day.

Hey so, I'm usually like, person number one to support the Multiverse and the varying versions and like, Peter 2 and Peter 3 are awesome don't get me wrong.

But I'm very much not okay right now and if you guys could maybe watch your back around the new guy just in case the Multiverse is not exactly on Peter Parker's side right now, that would be swell and I'd super duper appreciate it and I'm going to go look menacing on a building somewhere for a bit but like, if anyone ACTUALLY needs me, please say so thanks.

Oh, a "Black Hole" is how we got here. You know, I've seen stranger explanations for things.

One day you're attending the most teeth-numbing of meetings, and then the next you're processed into San Francisco. How? Why? No clue. But if everyone is accepting of it, why shouldn't I make the best?

Except now I'd kill for a good cheeseburger. Theoretically of course.

I know the vibes feel off today, but you know, in a lot of cultures rain is actually good luck!

And well, who doesn't love a movie day? Right?