PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

It's not fucking fair. I can't get away from any of it. Why do I have to keep remembering something like that?

Someone's making an effort to create onryou, and I don't appreciate it, okay? Stop. I don't know what you're doing to those people before you kill them, but you're making them really, really, really mad. And that annoys me.

McDonald's should be king of the world. No, really. It should! They have the best food I tasted in a long while. I like their fries. And cheeseburgers.

Never tasted anything like it in my life, but now I'm glad that I did. Seriously, they should have been serving us this stuff at Hogwarts.

I miss video games. You know what would be cool? If I had a joystick that could move around all the people in the Luthor Mansion. Like my own personal video game. Then I could make them like... duel or something.

I don't know, it's a thought. What's this I hear about something called a Playstation 2? Anyone got one? Because there're some things on these camera that I really don't need to be watching, and my eyes are going to cross if I code anything else tonight. I don't want to go to an arcade... I'm pretty sure I owe some people there some money.

It's not an exciting day until I take a sharp turn chasing a joy rider on my way to school in Manhattan and end up in LA in a different time. Something tells me I'm going to miss my Chemistry Exam in three days.

I'd say that alone is extremely weird, but after looking around for a bit, this entire city seems weird. I've always heard strange people could be found in LA, but this is a little more intense than what I was expecting. Usually I'm pretty good at figuring out what's happened to me when I end up in crazy situations, but I'm drawing a blank.

Explanations? Anyone?

Looks like you were right about those vampires, Bart. I ran into some last night. They're almost as unattractive as AC is.

I've been staying at this hotel. I guess the people in the lobby are big football fans. They're always watching games when I pass through.

Brings back memories.

I am so bored right now and in the mood for a silly game. Anyone who knows what the MASH game is want to play? If so, you know the drill - five names, five numbers, five cars, five places, five colors, five jobs.


Oh, and if you don't know and want to play, I'll explain it!

Chloe, I thought we could take the kids out. Maybe shop around for clothing. What do you think?

I found a video that Katara made, in case she disapp anything happened to her. It's at the front desk if anyone wants to see it.

I'll be out for the rest of the day.

My fucking head hurts.

Anyone got a couch I can surf for a bit?

See, I was reading this set of books that I'm likely a fictional character from, and I sort of skipped ahead and read the ending to the last book, and I'm hoping it's a misprint, but it's saying that my entire family is going to die, and I was just wondering what sort of messed up book series kills off everyone except one who apparently isn't a 'friend of Narnia' anymore so she gets to be stuck here learning that her whole family is dead and she has to live and who does that!

I want a word with this "C.S. Lewis" bloke, but he's "dead", and- BLOODY BASTARD I'LL KILL HIM IF HE KILLED THEM THAT JERK I SWEAR IF HE DID HE WILL PAY THAT IS SO RUDE TO KILL PEOPLE LIKE THAT WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT TO PLAY GOD?!

It's a misprint, right? At the end of the Chronicles of Narnia, everyone except Susan doesn't die, right? Everyone just lives happily ever after alive? RIGHT?

I have a new assignment for you.

Or two, rather. There's a scientist named Richard Cooke that recently turned his back on the company. He retrieved some valuable information during his departure -- information that hardly belongs to him -- and I want it back. You'll find it all on a single disk with the LuthorCorp logo. The project was named Nex. Find the disk and bring it back to me. Richard must be eliminated.

Your second target is Ron Weasley. I don't need anything from him. Just make sure he's dead by the end of the week.

I'm starving. Ginny, go make me food! GO GO GO!

So...I guess I used to live here, I don't...really remember much, or anything actually. All I know is I'm here now and I don't really know what that means or who I am supposed to know or anything so yeah...

Right. So I'm selling my apartment.

If anyone is interested it has two bedrooms (I used one as a storage room), a full sized bathroom, a tiny but workable kitchen and a really nice living room.

I'll be really reasonable about pricing and everything.

[Filtered to Hyperion Residents]

Yes, this means you're all stuck with me for good now. Oh, and by the way I'm a werewolf! 8D

I'm Lavender Brown for those of you who don't know. And no I will not get Harry Potter's autograph for you.

I'm also in desperate need of fish and chips. I have absolutely no idea why but I am.

The man who runs this cafe said to try asking my questions here, so I'm hoping someone can explain a few things to me. To start with, would anyone have any idea how I ended up here in Los Angeles? I was just leaving my home and found myself on a sidewalk, and I know I can't fly or teleport I wasn't abducted or anything. For once.

Also, the date on the computer says it's 2005. That can't be right. I know what year it is, and 2005 isn't it.

So any answers would be wonderful, especially since I can't seem to contact any of my friends.

Oh, and my name's Rogue. Since it'd be rude to ask so much from ya'll without at least introducing myself first.