Jurassic City - Network

Anyone know what the policy about keeping dinosaurs as pets is? I'm asking for a friend.

Why do people hate themselves? Not me people or people who've committed atrocities against humanity, but just people in general. Because there's whole stores full of chocolate and they made little hate marshmallows shaped like baby chickens and trick people into eating them instead. The dog wouldn't even eat them, and she wants to eat the chocolate. The internet is really sure that will kill her and she'd still rather have that. They can make candy booze and enough chocolate to drown in, and they put lie birds on sale instead.

I got one of the big dinosaurs with the spike tails to eat one. It's probably going to try to kill me now.

So. I've been thinking about it, and I finally decided that instead of just spending my times killing time and wandering, I should get an actual job. It'll be a fun, new experience because I've never done steady work before.

But you're all looking at the newest local radio DJ. If I remember correctly, my role was described as 'morning shock jock'. I love the lingo around here.

Percy? I know I've made myself rather scarce after the incident with Greg Grog and I've fallen back into the habit of spending a majority of my time reading but I was wondering if I could talk to you about something. It's rather personal so I don't want to say anything here. It has to be you because I trust you and Doty can't speak so talking it through with him wouldn't work.

Does anyone know how I can get myself put on the barrier patrols?

[ Lydia ]

I'm probably going to regret saying this but it seems too quiet. I've probably jinxed us by saying that but I had to say it.

[ Ray ]

Feel like another movie marathon tonight?

So I'm coming to terms with the fact that my mind was manipulated. And also with the fact that the situation was such that my friends would have expected betrayal over mind control. Perils of deep cover operations. But I can also acknowledge the manipulation doesn't excuse my actions. My loyalties were altered, but the choices I made in the service of those loyalties were mine. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm sorry for the shit I did, especially trying to murder powered heroes and actually murdering some of them. And for definitely killing your girlfriend, Phil. And for being a dick, well more of one than I usually am, here.

Except the part where I was a dick to other me. He can choke. Also I genuinely think his girlfriend is awful.

jess.

I know you have no reason to like me or help me. But you seem to have your shit together the most out of Phil's family. So...help? I think I've caught feelings.

I probably should have said something sooner, but I wanted to take some time with my son first.

Gideon is doing wonderfully. He's absolutely perfect, and I'm just so happy to know that he's healthy and safe.

eddie.

You've been wonderfully helpful. I really don't know what I would do without you.

I'm still sorry you were so worried. I wasn't expecting him to do that either.

eobard.

Thank you for taking me to the hospital. You really didn't have to do that. But I do appreciate it.

What the shit?

Doc?

Fucking seriously? This day just keeps getting worse.

I'm in the mood for a spar. Who's interested?

Gideon, Where am I?

Where are the others?

Did we get time scattered again? Was there another time storm?

Gideon?

That feeling when a television show gives you something new to be salty over.

Anyone up for drinking? I need alcohol. Lots of it.

What the actual shit, Lucretia?

Who wants to play poker?

I miss gambling.

Oh goodness.

Eddie, do you think you can come over?

Greg Grog, a word?

There's a club here that's surprisingly not terrible, except for the name. Its proprietor was amenable to a temporary name change that he'll probably see is better off being permanent though. (Thank you, Roman.)

So in honor of divorce, I think a party is well-earned. Allura, care to co-host with me? It seems fitting. There need to be some improvements made, so let's say next Friday evening?

Just look for Pandemonium, trust me, it will be hard to miss. Everyone's invited, but the precocious and under 21 will be marked for the night so that if they drink, it's not my fault. Black tie only and if you don't comply it will be provided for you. If you comply badly it will still be provided for you.

[Private to Alexander]
The club owner is a downworlder, though not quite like ours. And a vampire. And he knows nothing. It's a tragedy in the making. I'm bringing him and his demon child and werewolf boyfriend to dinner.

Attention denizens of this bizarre city in the middle of a dinosaur infested jungle!

What the actual fuck? I mean, really. What is even going on here? Is there a purpose to any of this? Or are we just supposed to slowly go out of our minds?

I'm not equipped for a life in captivity.

Logan, you were great and all, but I hope you won't mind that I'm glad to not be stuck with you any more.

I know you're inconsolable, but I promise we'll get together for drinks again soon.

Romanoff, I feel like sparring to celebrate my freedom. You busy?

rogers.

Hey, stranger.

Okay...I definitely didn't do this.

All things considered this is probably the wrong thing to be upset over but current evidence points to dinosaurs having feathers.

How do I get back?