SECOND CHANCES NET

Hi? I'm Syd. I shouldn't be here So... this place is weird, right?

Also, I guess I should probably blanket-statement that if you see me around, please don't touch me. I don't like being touched.

Anyone else get up for their morning run and lose the entire morning catching these new creatures around the city? Someone should stop me—or at least bring me coffee and a bagel.

It's really uncomfortable how long these candles can burn. I finally said screw it and made the stupid wish. I know better but, well, sometimes I don't always do better.

It's a little bit big on me, but it's good to have a bit of Mom here.

I've been through multiple dimensions. In every single one there was a Stephen Strange and a Christine Palmer. And in every one, he lost her.

I don't know why I expected this one to be any different.

I'm grateful America is back, I honestly am. But I can't say I ever saw myself doing the single dad thing. I guess I should pretend I'm glad there's only one of them now.

I’m pretty sure there must be some sort of mistake here. Dare I say I don’t belong here? Would there even be a point in expressing that opinion?

Cher is gone.


I fucking hate this place.

(ooc: Posted morning of the 17th. He went and saw Alex first)

So, hey. I'm back. Obviously.

This is weird. Still trying to get my head around the whole four days versus over four months thing.

Really didn't need a second go at that history paper. Oh my god. Did I just get aged backwards? Is that a thing? Because I do not accept that reality.

Happy birthday, Peter! I'm sorry everything is bananas around here, but we still have a cake with your name on it. I love you, sweetheart.

I haven't felt this out of control with my powers for years.

What's worse is I can't stop glowing. Or...burning things. So, whatever happens, nobody touch me and I'll just...try not to short-circuit anything I guess.

Is there insurance covering the station residents for accidental property damage?

Since the storms I've not been able to stop sneezing. Maybe it gave me a cold..? Or allergies? So far I've flipped several cars and knocked a helicopter out of the air.

My suit and it is light up qualities are useful. If anyone needs anything, I can get to you.

Morgan is a trooper. She is pretending she is a hero tasked with saving her stuffed animals from the storm.

How is everyone?

Imagine that you're dying. You don't know how long you have — minutes, at best. What are your last words, if you could choose them? (For those of you who have died — hi, same — pick something else.)

Now that words no longer escape me, I would like to thank young Master Peter. Without his tutelage when I first arrived, I would have been unable to communicate effectively.

Thank you.

Glad that is over. I don't know much emoji speak past smiley faces and hearts.

😤😤😤😤

Guys. I think Angie is trying to fatten us up like the witch in Hansel and Gretel. I mean, she keeps feeding us.

Other people, because I didn't eat any of the chocolate or the fries. But, it seems weird. I know I can't be paranoid about everything, and I have absolutely taken candy from strangers, but it's hard to trust free food here.

Friday night and my calendar is free.

Who wants to go out for drinks? Karaoke? Both?

Okay! I met an Alien.

His name is Blorgk, and he is my new best friend. SO he's going to live with us now.

And he and his friends think that humans are very good. And he loves cheese its.

[Filtered AWAY from Steve Rogers]

So, it's that time of year again, Kids.

Who wants me to help celebrate my best friend's big day?

Bonus if you can convince his husband to pop out of a cake.

[ An audio recording begins. Someone begins speaking in a low, soft-spoken voice. ]

Greetings. I have a query, if I may. By what means have you found contentment here? I confess, I do not often linger in the realms of others for long, and I find myself at a loss.