Spinning Compass Network

Good news, mes amis. The door does indeed open into mine and Belle's château. You are all very welcome to come through, be our guests and stay for as long as you like. There are plenty of rooms, and our staff will make you feel extremely welcome.

I think we must have a ball, oui?

Have I really been gone that There are a lot of names missing from the list.

Booze O'Clock, I think. But I'm not cooking this time.

GABE! Beer?

Is this like some sort of Facebook? I never had a Facebook before now. I did have Pokémon Go, but I can't seem to get it here. And I know it's nothing like Facebook anyway, but

Hello, I'm Steven. I'm new here. I mean, obviously I'm new or I wouldn't be telling everyone my name, would I?

Peter helped me yesterday when I arrived (Thank you, Peter!) and now I have a new flat and I want to go home all my books are here, and even Gus!

( Picture of Gus! )

This is Gus.

Laters, gators!

CHEVEREL
MATILDA

ADYUVAMME

[Matilda can read but not write, so...yes. The last word is (badly spelt) Latin for 'help me' (and incidentally quite similar to the Spanish for the same). She does know English!]

[Posted almost as soon as he hears Lu on the radio in this thread. He can't work out how to make the radio reply when he wants it to, but he's somehow activated voice-to-text posting]

-ster! Lu? Lu! Oh, this stupid useless thing, why won't it let me reply?

It would appear that I've been affected by whatever's going on. My robes have vanished (as has my beard, I know), and my lightsaber is of a completely different design. And my finer control of the Force appears to be non-existant at the moment

Hello all! I would like for you to know that I haven't forgotten about the speed dating soiree. My granddaughter was born but days after I made the suggestion, and I have been enamored by her ever since, as she is the first I've seen born, and first I've aided into the world.

If there is still interest, I would like to hold it perhaps next weekend, or the following weekend.

I promise not to be too distracted by chubby little fingers and toes, to host.

Okay, this is not cool. There's not a single pink thing in my wardrobe. In the words of my lovely husband, What the shock.

I bumped my head.

Limited menu in the cafe for the next few days. Wanda's in charge if you have specific requests.

Be nice or I will ban you.

Shock yes.

Good morning!

I need someone to tell me No.

We've lost people, they've gone home.

The Hale kids weren't in Spanish today, so I've just checked my phone and they're not on the contact list any more, and neither's Hannah. Or James, Prudence, Adrian, Sidda, or Katarin. [Edited after Bruno's reply:] And Isabela Madrigal's gone home as well.

Shocking hell.

[Bruno]
¿Te gustaría que le contara a la gente sobre Isabela, o preferirías decírselo?

Bonjour. Je suis désolé, mais... non, en anglais. I am sorry but I have broken a table in the food court. I did not mean to, I simply leaned on it too much and one of the legs has snapped in two.

And I have broken the chair I was attempting to sit on at the time.

Well, I have my fingers back... And toes.

Would anyone be so kind to bring me some clothes?

And no I'm not wearing Loki's face, I'm still me.

Er, this is Applejack.

Okay. Something's weird.

I feel weird.

Not really bad weird. But weird.

Also I'm glowing? I cut my hand and it's glowing.

[she adds a photo of a small cut on her finger that is emitting a light blue glow instead of bleeding]

???

I've decided, since I've had Mitchell on my mind, I'm going to pay homage to my late Irish friend. I'll be serving different traditional Irish foods, I've sighed over a very hefty IOU for some of the old Irish whiskey, and some ale I've been promised was old enough to make Mr. Hamilton 'boy that's old'. I'll be serving it all until the barrels are dry.

So come join me in celebrating Saint Patrick's Day, and the truest friend I've ever had.



I'll still be serving anything else your heart desires, if the menu doesn't tickle your fancy, just tell me what you want, and be patient.

For those who don't know my restaurant is located on Wheel one, at [location].

I know no body, but me, probably cares... But four years ago today, the man of my dreams decided to prove to me that I wasn't friendzoned, and took me on our first date.

Ce n'est pas drôle. Je veux revenir à la normale maintenant.

That was quick