Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

Would anyone happen to be available to help transport my koi to a more permanent home in the gardens? It's just that he's a bit large to carry and keep safely in water on my own until I get from one point to the other. He can't stay in a fish tank forever.

Well, life does go on swimmingly here, does it not? It is always nice to be surrounded by resilient sorts. I am beginning to see for myself, rather than merely comprehending the reasons, why this place is more suitable than home at times. One might call this a vacation from reality. Limited as it may be for some.

I feel like going into the city! Stahma, would you care to join me?

Guess who's joined the ranks of the employed?

That would be me! So, Nate my dearest roomie, I think this calls for a party!

So...I'm gathering, from what I've read on here before, that it's a bad thing when I suddenly can't find someone anywhere, no matter how much I look.

How troubling to find the good Doctor Banner has gone. I had enjoyed my conversations with him. I wanted to ask him to So has my companion for afternoon tea. Well, perhaps they will return. One can never know precisely what the future will hold.

So, anyone around here a doctor? Or know a damn thing about spirits and such? My friend is here, and though he can't really die from what he has because he's a Soul Reaper, it would help if someone around here was able to help him when he needs it.

I see this place is ever the revolving door. One must always be left wondering when a familiarly fond face will arrive, or perhaps nervously awaiting a dreaded appearance. Aside from the power outage incident, I would say things here are considerably tame, though that is solely based on my experience thus far. It has been fairly delightful overall.

Captive though we are, why not make the most of the circumstances? How do you all ease homesickness?

Walking around the lake today, we found this little clearing right in the middle of the trees, completely blanketed with these little yellow-orange flowers. I don't even know what they are, but they smell like honey. ( Aren't they pretty? )

[Filtered to Rick and Daryl]
Isn't there a picnic area on the lake somewhere that'd be good for the party? I looked but I might've missed it.

[Filtered to Gale and Katniss]
Don't make any plans for Thursday. It was a big holiday for my people. man that still sounds weird We're making a big deal and having a big summer party.

Wake up.
Bathe.
Eat.
Wander around looking for Hansel
Avoid the city.
Avoid the 'internet'.
Scour the library.
Find nothing. Again.
Eat.
Sit in an empty room.
Sleep.

Routine feels too familiar. I've come to the conclusion I'm sure isn't new to many; we are prisoners.

I don't want to do this anymore

Hello? Am I using this correctly?

I am the Lady Morgana of Camelot My name is Morgana, and I arrived here a few weeks ago. I've had the opportunity to meet a few of you around the castle. To those I have not yet met, I look forward to doing so.

( filtered to tracey & regulus )

What do I say I'm sorry

I've had this conversation with my colleagues a few times.

( cut for funny cartoon! )

Well, I must say that reading by candlelight is not the worst way to pass the time. In fact, while it may not be ideal for the eyes, it is quite relaxing. There are worse places to be, I imagine, when the power is out as well. I do hope no one is altogether troubled beyond losing a modern convenience.

Many thanks to whomever is attempting to restore the power, I can only imagine what a difficult undertaking it must be.

I was wondering how many people here have gone and come back? I'm still compiling data about this place and how it functions. I'm working on my low level scanner for unusual particles, but research is key.

Also:

It was suspiciously quiet. So, now I have learned that Jayne is no longer present. Is it common for arrivals to disappear quickly as they came here?

I'm sorry, is this... what is this?

This isn't Alliance, is it? It doesn't seem like Alliance. Did Jayne sell me to some crazy kidnapping psychopaths who delight in leaving vague, utterly unhelpful notes for their hostages? It's unlikely that he put me here himself. The note doesn't feature any misspellings or profanities.

It doesn't matter. I don't know where I am and I don't know who's reading this, and I don't much care. I need to get back to my sister. Soon. Now.

OK, time to try this thing.

So, this is a 'network'? Something that I contact people on? Alright, I'll bite.

I'm Tom Sawyer, and this place freaks me the hell out.

( Private to Carol Peletier )
( Private to Elizabeth Swann )
( Private to Leia Organa-Solo )
( Private to Anakin Skywalker )

I had been thinking about changing my job for awhile, but an opportunity that I rather like has come up and I got the job. It's a company makes sure that charities do what they should actually do and supports them with the money they raise. I'm excited.

I hope to be able to keep doing self-defense, at least on the side, once I'm settled in and the baby has been born. But they've found someone to take over the courses I've been teaching for now, with consideration to the fact I'm expecting and at that point where some physical examples won't be possible soon.

I'm starting to try and think of hobbies, rather than simply work and home, but am at a bit of a loss in regards to options. Are there any hobbies that anyone here enjoys that they would recommend?

Gorram it! I ain't got time for this go tsao de gos se.

I don't take kindly to abductions of my personal self, so whoever is ruttin' in charge of this gos se operation should come out and we'll start the negotiating terms process.

And if you do it quick enough I give you a five minute start to explain yourself before I shoot your ass.

[Private]

I just
Why him?
I mean did't

I fought it at first, but after he came I stepped down. I didn't rebel. I got a job, I began to live an ordinary life. Why did you have to take him away? Why did you bring him here only to send him back? What sort of game is this? You turn me into a Sith Lord, you make me almost kill him, you send Reavers on us, and...and more...and I just. I played the game.

I don't doubt you can probably see this. I just don't want the others to see me like this. So weak with emotion. But I want it in writing so you know that I don't want to sit by anymore. I don't want to play your games. You either send me back or give him back to me. I don't know what I'll do, but I'll find some way to piss you off enough to force me to go back.

Why did you have to take him now? I hadn't even...I didn't get a chance to talk to him about...I mean if Padmé and Anakin can why couldn't we?

I just wanted to start over. I just wanted a normal life. I'm tired of running and fighting. There's a point where it has to stop.

But I'm willing to fight one more time if it stops you.

/end Private

In case anyone knew him, my husband, Han Solo, was sent home. Don't give me your pity.

( Private to Padmé )

( Private to Anakin )

So, am I to understand that the little note on the table is intended to subdue panic? It could use a little work, though I am certainly in no position to critique the work of mysterious strangers. Honestly, why is it always kidnapping that people resort to as a means to an end? I have experienced worse standards of living, however, so I will withhold any complaints. I have to say that I am admittedly intrigued by the idea of being whisked away against my will.

Who runs this planet? Is it Alliance? Any help beyond the briefest of introductions would be delightful. In the meanwhile, my name is Inara Serra, and I am sure it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.