Freedomtown IC

How are we all doing?

That was a very close call I had last night. I went for a walk to clear my head and try to sleep a little better.. and then this guy with a mask came out of nowhere. Had to get stitches in my arm from the cut he gave me. I was thankful that was it I managed to get away after that.

Don't freak out, I'm okay.

...but I think I got bit by a werewolf last night. I thought it was just a dog, but turned out I was wrong.

It hurts, but I've treated it so it won't be infected, but does that mean, I'm infected now?

Does anyone know where Riley is or who she's staying with? I have to tell her something.

Mom & Dad

I found Riley's mom.

I know I said this place was lame and boring and stupid, but I take it back, ok?

Now can this insane shit just stop already? I am so over seeing all this death.

Who: Dean and Summer
Where: On their communicators - video call
When: October 31st
What: Catching up
Rating:

While it was true that there was always some kind of drama going on on Galador, it felt like the last month or so had just kicked things into overdrive. It had kept Dean super busy to say the least. He barely made time for sleep, for the most part he went hunting or worried about the people in the bunker. He felt like a louse for not calling Summer earlier and checking on her, but in his heart he was sure she could handle herself.

Still. When he finally found a quiet moment, he shut his bedroom door and sat on the edge of the bed. He fiddled with the communicator for a minute (technology was more Sam's strong suit than his) before setting up a video call so they could talk. Hopefully she wasn't busy. He unconsciously brushed back his hair, wanting to look at least mildly presentable.

So, I think I can say it's an understatement when I say this has been probably the worst month ever for a lot of us. But I'm also not gonna sit here and sulk. We've all had losses. Some far, far worse than others. But we're doing a disservice to their memories if we stand around living in fear and misery.

Me? I'm going out tonight. I'm gonna dress up, I'm gonna dance, and I'm gonna be the Izzie Lang that I know our families and friends knew and loved (or were annoyed by, tbh).

Who's with me? #LetsDoThis #IzzieBeingLeaderly #GetOurPartyOn

Izzie is making me go out.

I should be home right now Waiting for the witching hour to sign my name to Satan celebrating my birthday with my friends, aunts and cousin.

Happy Birthday to me.

After some deliberation, Doom has decided to take the child named Grace Castle into his care.

Our technology in both brain-wave and thought-pattern manipulation is far beyond that of anyone else, and should be able to reverse any problems the girl is having in separating fiction from reality.

Doom has also spoken with Princess Beatrice of Monstropolis, child of Queen Shiklah. I will also be taking temporary custody of the man called Jason Voorhees, although the extreme damage to his mind will likely only be repaired on a very minuscule level if at all. I should be able to at alter enough of him to avoid him being removed from this reality when and if the others that came in with him are.