Freedomtown IC

A different planet? A different reality?

No, I can't be here. They're distributing the cure tomorrow. I have to help keep the kids in line after what happened last time.

Mmm, there's nothing quite like the smell or feel of a new binder. The tabs! I can't believe that I was able to find some really awesome ones here! Usually I have to order them from a shady Chinese website, but these! They're extra sturdy!

And what, pray tell, Leslie do you need all the binders and tabs for?

Well, I'll tell you all. I am planning a major event to raise money for a brand new park! Here is a rough draft of what I'm thinking it could look like, but with more trees in the middle and some tables. Anyway it's not anywhere near done.

( Park )

What I need now, however, are volunteers to help with the fundraiser. All you need is a desire to follow my orders and... well, that's it really. I've got everything planned out and unfortunately I am but one woman and I can't be in multiple places at once. Unless this place has cloning? I wonder if cloning myself is an option...

filtered to Callie Torres

I need to talk to you.

I understand you were/are mayor of Storybrooke. Can you perform marriage ceremonies? I'd rather have someone I know perform the wedding.

So, I have a question for you all. Something I'd honestly just like to hear some opinions on.

Thanks to the combination of the technology already found here on Galador, along with that which has been provided by Princess Shuri of New Wakanda, and some tests I've had done to gauge what my body is capable of handling, the doctors at Xavier Memorial Hospital have come up with a surgical option that could give me feeling back in the lower half of my body.

Now, it's still a fairly experimental and thus dangerous surgery. And it will not, AT ALL, allow me to walk again. I'm still a Wheelie for life. So the question is... is it foolish to risk my life on a surgery that will essentially only truly effect things like going to the bathroom and having an actual love life?

You know what? It's time to have some fun around here, folks.

So I started thinking to myself: "Self? What is the most fun thing you can do in public without being arrested for indecent exposure?" And the answer to that was simple.

Make. Fun. Of. Others.

But, sadly, in this 'everything-triggers-me' society, even teasing will end up being called bullying, and the next thing you know some dippy teenager is leaving us all cassette tapes.

SO.

How to make fun of people without being considered a menace to society?

Simple: Using the whole "we're all fictional in some other universe" thing, raid the past closets of my fellow superheroes and mercilessly mock their tragic taste in fashion.

That's right, err'body: time for Wade Wilson's Celebrity Ordinary-Ass People Roast of Superhero Fashion.

Read the comments below for my selections and comments... and feel free to join in.

Roast away, folks.

It's so weird seeing my mom pregnant with me or my sister.

I wonder if I'll be here long enough to start school. If I am, I should probably decide who I want to live with.

It feel strange to still be here. I don't think we're suppose to be. Things are out of balance.

Shadowing at the hospital is so much fun!