Doors

And let us all give thanks on this auspicious eve for that very special day, coming only once a year, which reminds the alone how very alone they are.

This is absolutely embarrassing since I posted yesterday, and spamming is tacky (which I am anything but*), but**.

I remember once specifically saying that, as far as geeky, ginger, spaceship pilots who act as comic relief go, I'd rather have Wash over Joker. And. Well. It seems my dreams have come true. (To the fates out there, I identify much more with Salem Saberhagen than anyone else, if you wanna finagle that.)

Cue ( the music. )

My question then is - because, though I'd like to've, I didn't just write this to show off my clearly superior music taste, so -- uh, Zoe? Anyone?




*Haha. Butt.
**Oops, I did it again.

[Call: Gabe V/Nico R]

Ring, ring.

[phone call to spencer w.]

Ring, ring, ring!

[locked to batfam+]

Some of you may remember me, though I wouldn't be surprised if you hadn't. I was Stephanie's Las Vegas person, but it seems she's left now. Replaced by Harvey De someone else. I'm not sure if she will return, and I thought you should all be aware.

[locked to riddler]

I am aware you and Stephanie are on a break, but I thought I should inform you of something.

[public]

Do we receive medals if a new person begins to share our brain space? A certificate?

This bullshit back home is going to make me crazy This place is fucking disappointing me lately with severe boredom. At least the people through the door are blowing shit up and doing magic tricks and shit. I came back here, and all people want to talk about is being sick or whatever.

So, theoretical question - ever fucked someone you didn't know and snuck out before they woke up? And why'd you do it? Because you felt like it? Because they told you they loved you in the middle of sex and you felt like that was kind of a sign of being badly adjusted? Because you couldn't deal with the awkward no exchanging of phone numbers conversation? Because you saw that collection of leather working tools on the coffee table and basically assumed they were going to murder you? Because you were too cheap to buy breakfast?

[As James T. Kirk]

Captain's Log, Stardate 2259.16. Lieutenant Commander Spock has rejoined the crew of the USS Enterprise (NCC-1701). All other senior officers remain missing and unaccounted for. Attempts made by myself and Spock to locate the missing crew have proved [pause] unsuccessful.

[He takes a bite of his apple, chews, and then continues to speak.]

Until such a time as we are successful, I'm taking Spock to the surface so he can see what Starfleet didn't show him on their approved tour. [Amusement.] It's his home now too and someone's gotta show it to him. [Another pause where he almost says that he's looking forward to showing the pointy eared bastard around, but doesn't.]

Kirk out.

[End Transmission.]

The police are doing everything they can to keep people safe. There is no need to panic. I would recommend that you stay in your homes, however, if possible, until the situation is better contained.

[Filtered from law-enforcement types]

Might be a long shot, but hey, who's counting?

I'm an intern at local law firm here, looking for some work. Anyone need a lawyer or anything legal? If you're on here, I'd be willing to do some under the table stuff just to get my name out there a bit. Probably would help to introduce myself, too. I'm Elinor Stewart. My family's got a long history with politics and the like.

[Locked to Nico R]

[After he watches the news.]
Did we have anything to do with this?

[penmanship like an accident at disneyland; a charming, cartoon mistake. ]

- eggs
- avocado
- guacamole
- carrots
- almonds
- snackimals (vanilla)

change car insurance
haunted history tour?

Snow never looks as good in real life as it does in postcards and movies. They'll show you the picture of snow on evergreens, a plethora of flakes falling from the darkening sky, all from the comfort of a lodge while you sit by a fireplace, sipping hot chocolate or egg nog.

They won't show you the shoveling or the cars getting stuck in the snow, or how the vast majority of people in states other than the most northerly can't drive in it.

On the other hand, Christmas and New Years in Cabo was the perfect way to end the year. No snow, no ice, and no desert turned cold. And no family. I should have done this years ago instead of listening to my mother bitch about how I'm not coming home on the answering machine.

My new semester begins on Monday! As part of my bargain with my sister, it is now her task to purchase a car for us both to share. Any suggestions on a good car here?

[Filtered to XiaoXing]
You may be buying a car but that doesn't mean that I can't do the research to help us find it. That was never specified in the bargain.

[As Spock]

Begin transmission. First officer Spock aboard the USS Enterprise (NCC-1701). Status: all senior officers and command-level junior officers other than Captain James Kirk and myself are presumed missing. In the event that this transmission is relayed to any or all missing crew members, report to the command deck immediately for processing.

[He pauses, with Nyota's name on his lips.]

It appears that further irregularities in time and space have resulted in the transportation of my consciousness into the mind of one who inhabits a primitive Earth, specifically Las Vegas, Nevada (36.1208° N, 115.1722° W). No scientific explanation has been recovered as of this transmission, although this officer has several incomplete theories. Further information is required before a report may be compiled and submitted to the Captain. It also appears that a prolonged presence aboard the USS Enterprise will result in my abrupt and unwilling transportation through the door which has led me here.

I find this most unsettling.

Even more curious are the incoherent transmissions of ancient Earth inhabitants which appear on this device with an alarming frequency. I find them both tedious and difficult to comprehend, and would greatly appreciate the assistance of any linguistic specialists who are able to assist in my efforts at translation.

[Again, he cannot help but think of her.]

Reports to follow as I learn more. End transmission.

[He's been reading for most of the night, poring over other people's lives. It's very much like a book, but better, since new things appear all the time, and the people are real. Or he hopes they are. In the early hours of the morning, his curiosity finally wins out.]

[public]

[Posted anonymously.]

This is all real, is it not? C'est vrai?

[Filtered to XiaoXing, written in Mandarin]

Sister, how are you? I'm sorry that I've not been very talkative lately. I've been busy preparing for the end of semester exams. They are quite difficult.
[/Filtered]

Public, as Mingmei

Is there anyone who is okay to help me study to prepare for my exams for university? I can pay some money or offer free coffee from Starbucks if you like that too! Or I can cook you Chinese food!

[As James T. Kirk]

Captain's log. Stardate 2258.348. All Senior officers remain missing. [Pause.] Spock remains imprisoned within the mind of an individual unwilling or unable to bring him across. I will attempt to communicate once more before launching a rescue mission to retrieve my First Officer and his pointy ears. Kirk out.

[Public]

What the hell is up with this musical chairs bullshit game that the people in our heads like to play? Is it normal to have a third guy upstairs since the summer, or is that a perk just for me?

Fuck. At least the last guy knew how to party.