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It's really hot out today. Not that I'd expect anything less, though it's at least overcast so that's something right?

Private to Charles

Want to go for a stroll/roll through the park and maybe out to the dome to see if we can catch a safe peek at some dinosaurs?

As I have absolutely no interest in trying to outdo a prehistoric beast, I am staying inside rather than venturing out. I have, however, taken a few of the token coins. They appear to be real gold. Can anyone confirm that? Do they have any value?

My head has finally stopped pounding. I am considering this to be a small blessing worth being thankful for today. Anyone else have any small blessings they're willing to share?

[Private to Rachel Berry]

Would you like to come over to celebrate my cerebral alleviation with a nice movie set many years into my future and likely a few into your past?

[Private to Maes Hughes]

Are you doing well after all's been said and done? I hope you've not heard of any new nightmares coming our way. I don't think my nerves could stand it.

Another month and I am pleased to see I am still here. Strange as that may be to many, I do actually enjoy this place. It might be the company, though.

[Public]

Anyone know if there's a good nail place around here? I want to treat myself because goddamn. This place is busy.

So breaking out in random song apparently happens to everyone. It's good to know I'm not alone, or well, was alone? Whatever. It's nice, and I've not stopped smiling.

Hey, do you need anything? I would've asked sooner but I didn't think it was too wise for me to go out.

Has anyone else had strange, vivid dreams with this thing around?

I think I preferred the hand.

Apparently I am quite skilled at restaurant management. I have no idea whether I am insulted or amused at this assessment by the people who run this place.

Regardless, if you're in the mood for Italian, I do recommend Bello. The food is superb. I'm not saying that because I'm the manager either. It's really quite good Italian cuisine considering our locale.

Could whoever is mentally humming Henry the Eighth I Am please, for the love of living, find a new song? My head will not stop pounding.

I am aware that there is a giant hand in the sky. Believe me, I know, but I don't think it's here to hurt anyone. That's just me though.

But that isn't the reason I was posting, not really. Anyway does anyone know if the bar has a karaoke night?

Out of one Dollhouse and into another. Just great.

Not exactly what I expected.

So, right. Where am I this time?

The following can be over heard.

"Log date 415, this is Peridot. It seems that I have found a wormhole to this Test City. Attempting to gather the coordinates of this place."

ERROR CODE 2401: Unable to send data.

"What? This should work!"

ERROR CODE 2401: Unable to send data.

"Why is it not working? Grrr...did THEY destroy the communication systems to Homeworld? And why did I find objects left for me?"

The next part is written on the mobile device.

I am searching for a thing that calls itself 'the Steven.' It is vital that this Steven is returned to me as soon as possible.

I -- I wanted a change of scenery but not this much.

Kurt? Blaine? Santana? Anyone?

Oooh, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto.

Yes, I've always wanted to say that.

Oh, this is bad. This is very bad.

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