Doors

[...] I'm going to ask you something and if you laugh or tell Nigma about it I will destroy everything you love.

[After watching for a while, talking to someone anonymously. It hasn't gone away, and he hopes he's not hallucinating. He shows as "Chris J", which is at least a different name than most people know him as. Thank god for that sliver of anonymity.

Public entry tablet test #1. Go.]

Recommendations for a local supplier of high end camping equipment.

Hallmark doesn't make a 'I'm sorry for disappearing for several weeks, please don't hate me' card, do they?

Add 'ghost hunters' to the list of people who insist on smearing their bullshit up and down the Strip. That entry should come somewhere after 'whores who insist that they're just providing companionship' and before '90% of assholes who claim to have gluten allergies'.

This list is getting out of hand. Any more suggestions?

[Locked to Maddie Kate R]
We've not met, and I'll warn you in advance that I will certainly be less entertaining than you're accustomed to, but Gwen mentioned you, and I thought I should say hello. I figure it's proper, if we're to possibly die together.

[Locked to Adam W]
You don't remember me at all, do you?

[Locked to Alexander M]
Would you possibly consider helping your little orphan sibling with something? I'm not certain it'll be needed yet, but it doesn't hurt to ask. If you need buttering up, I'll tell you that I just got out of hospital after almost perishing in the most dramatic fashion.

[Public as Eddie N.]

Has anyone seen Harley? She missed doughnut day. We were supposed to try our hardest not to go nuts for do-nuts.