Doors

[Comm Max/Bo]

beep beep

You never take me out dancing anymore.

[CIA Dead List - aka Safe House]

I'm in the beer of the month club. Shit is about to get real.

[Locked to Blue and Draco]
[Immediately after this, and just after reaching the castle.]

Blue? Are you here?

[...] Friends of Gwen Dailey, I wish to speak with you.

[LOCKED: GWEN/MAX]
Where's my room and where's the nearest bar?


[LOCKED: GWEN/WREN]
Do you have a free day sometime this week or weekend?

[Locked away from Jack Corvus]

Anyone know about the last thing a man named Corvus wanted?

[Locked to Max M]
I went to http://www.museumoftalkingboards.com/WebOuija.html and asked you if you were alive, and you said CANNOT TELL. :\

[Locked to Neil D]
So Sam's awake.

[Locked to Sam A]
I'm so prepared to sing a jingle to you. You don't even know.

Attached to a phallus or not attached to a phallus?

[text to wren h.]

You asked me to tell you if

I

[A link to this.]

Pick one.

[locked to max m.]

I hope this w So, what's it like being dead?

[Max "B"]

You're still alive over there, right? Before you get mad, I didn't mean to.

[Michael K]

How were the kitchens?

[Public]

I'm pretty sure if you were any good at math you could guess how many houses were going up nearby by the number of people who ordered the full plate this morning.

[As Rapunzel]

[In a flowing, girlish script.] What is this place? This is not my home, not where I was before.

[Locked to Faol R, Chris J, Julian H, Preston R, Bo D, Dylan M, Jack C, Gwen D, Kyle W]

We have new people incoming. West has great shoulders and an impressionable daughter. Dailey's a redhead, but she'll fry your motherboard if you try anything with her. In summation, no more bouncing on anyone's dick in the kitchen.

I have no idea if they're on here, but trying them on the lock anyway.

One more week of quiet. Enjoy it. It looks like we have something coming down the pike for February.

[As Prince Charming, handwriting elegant and fast and excited.]

I take every bad thing I've said about this situation back. It's worth anything to see my castle again.

[Locked - Rose Red/Boy Blue]

Can we talk?

[locked to rose]

[...] I need to ask you a question.

[locked to faust]

If you aren't dead, I want to know what you are doing.

Is it always this cold? Why would anyone come here?

I am looking for a girl named Belle, does anyone know her?

[Comm: HQ]

[Beep. GPS indicates she's in her room. Beep.]

[Locked to Bo D]

We need to get Main vibrators. Or a Thunder Down Under stripper. Something. She's starting to look like an affronted Queen of the feline variety.

[Locked individually to Gwen S, Billy K, and Seven/Gambit]
[From 'JR S']

Claws is fine. She'll be back soon.

[LOCKED: GWEN/MAX]
So. The burning question: is there wifi in heaven?


[LOCKED: GWEN/PRESTON]
I believe I’m supposed to be in touch once I’m here in town. Thomas said you’d be expecting me.


[LOCKED: GWEN/BO]
Dailey, checking in. I believe you’re expecting me.


[GROUP LOCKED: GWEN/WREN/LUKE]
I heard that you've both grown up but surely that's not right.

[Locked Comm to Max M]

[After he's settled in his hotel room, and his kid is settled in bed, he can finally start to get to work. It's not as if he has much information to go on - but he's got enough. And he's looking forward to the surprise. He kicks his feet up onto the window sill and looks out over the strip. The first thing she'll hear is a beep, a throat clearing. A Boston accent and a very familiar voice comes next.]

A redheaded man walks into that dive bar over there on Prince street in Boston, and sits next to another redheaded man. New guy sits down and orders a Guinness, and the guy already at the bar turns to him. "I'm guessing from that accent you're from around here?" he asks, in the same accent.

"Of course!" the first guy says, and low and behold, just like any good mannered boy would do he says to the barkeep "Get this guy a Guinness, too."

They keep on talking for a little bit more, right? First guy says, "Lemme ask you, what street did you grow up on?" Second guy says back "St. Catherine Street. What about you?" First guy just cannot fuckin' believe it. He says "No fuckin' way. I grew up on St. Catherine Street!"

Second guy orders another round of drinks, this time Jameson - they're going for gold here. After they get their whiskey the first guy says again, "What school did you go to? Do not tell me you went to St. Joe's boys school." And the other guy, about to fall of his damn barstool punches the first guy in the arm and says "You're god damn right I went to St. Joe's." They toast to that, and order another couple of whiskeys.

Now these two guys, they're sitting there for quite a while right? They keep on talking and they find out they had the same teachers and knew the same neighborhood kids, they proceed to get louder and drunker until a guy way at the other end of the bar asks the barkeep, "What's up with those two?"

The barkeep shrugs and says, "It's the O'Shaughnessy twins, they're drunk again."