PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Okay, I cannot believe I'm asking this but...oh Rassilon! I need to go clothes shopping, for, well, feminine items, only it's never exactly been a priority before and I'd hate to get it wrong so...would anyone care to accompany me? I ideally someone that knows what they're doing so I don't come across as being completely useless with this kind of thing?

Where do you stand on the subject of Superman? He has strange girls following him home, and is in need of refuge.

Please?

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Didn't notice? Didn't notice
Patronizing jackass
Don't understand? I'll tell you what I understand about
Only black, what does

I need a drink, anyone want to go out?

Krypton.

Is there a way to search this message board? Like, for specific stuff?

I killed vampires last night! I never got to destroy anything before because mom and dad never let me do anything fun like that. Kara took me to fight some huge guy named Goliath once but she got to bring him down and then she got in trouble for taking me.

Anyway, why are vampires so… easy to turn to dust? I squeezed one too hard and it just sort of happened and the other two were frozen and broke into a million pieces.

And someone said Lex Luthor was here? Is that true?

Oh dear, I really should have done this much sooner shouldn't I? I think I'll blame the fact I'm currently trapped inside a man named Peter's laptop, it does seem to effect things somewhat.

Any hello, my name's River Song, and yes like I said I'm currently trapped inside a computer and not for the first time either. I was rather hoping someone might have a means of getting me out? Peter mentioned it might be possibility and I dare say he's too busy with having an actual life to chase around after technical genii to attempt to release a woman he's only just met.

Of course this isn't the only reason I'm posting here, I thought I should probably introduce myself anyway.

YOU'RE DEAD, SPIKE.

If this is LA, I'm going back to Jersey.

I want a unicorn.






No I don’t. I lied. I want to go somewhere that isn’t my room, the lobby, the dining room, the kitchen, the gym, the showers, the office or the room where the weapons are kept. Will somebody who won’t get their ass kicked come with me? I’d go by myself but I don’t want to end up with pieces of my skull all over the road or worse, on some old lady’s flowers.

So who wants the honor of following me around? It is such an honor. And Clark? Don’t knock people over to get to me first. That’s not nice.

Anyone in need of a model? I need the perks and the money. My rent is going to be overdue.

Ron Weasley: waiter.

SOMEONE KILL ME. PLEASE.