PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

It's her, Clark. It's Lois, I'm sure of it. I know there are sometimes face doubles that show up. I mean, obviously, because there's a blonde girl named Chloe where I come from who looks like her. But it's her, it's too much of a coincidence to be just that. She even has a job at The Daily Press. As a secretary, but still.

I tried to call her on it, but she just denied it. I'm afraid if I keep pushing, she'll start ignoring me, so I'm trying to play along. It's frustrating. I don't know what to do but keep her talking and hope maybe she'll stop this.

Is Alessa on crack? What the fuck?

A word of advice to anyone considering taking up a career in acting:

Don't do it.

The skeeball scene here is awesome! But I guess it's time to do adult things now.

Ugh, that sucks.

This is my first Christmas in this century. Any suggestions?

I think I'm all moved in now to the mansion but I never though I'd be living in one it's kind of strange I don't really know what to do anymore, but I'm still here. So if you need me I'll be here [address] it's still awkward I still feel like I'm in that guest mode so um..Lana, Bart..If you want me to do something I guess just tell me?

Another day at work and this is the most that I've accomplished.

Slow news day, I guess.

( Filtered to Lana. )

( Another survey. )

Alright, I don't know what's going on here. All I know is that one minute I'm in my apartment, located on the east coast. The next I'm suddenly in Los Angeles, California. I know it sounds hard to believe, but I swear it's the truth.

I can't stay here long, someone back at home needs me.

We still have that vacant room downstairs, right?

What's your favorite Christmas memory?

This is ridiculous.

I need someone who can track a scent. Anyone. Can someone please help me? It's the last day, and I'm pretty sure we can find Hermione if someone can track her and the smell of people who wrote the note.

[Filtered to Dahlia]

Those people will no longer bother us, as the dead cannot speak.

[Filtered away from Dahlia]

I'm bored. I want to play a game with you all, and it's an easy game to play! I'm going to give you three scenarios. Two of them are true, but one is a lie. I want to see if anyone can find the lie hidden in the truth.

Here we go.

1. I went over to a gas station last night, and made this poor man hold up the entire store! He was crying, and yelling about how someone was controlling his mind! Well, it was amusing to say the very least, but then I got bored and had the guy shoot himself in the head.

Oh well!

2. This morning I went to a church where I found a priest inside. I can assure you that he wasn't a faithful, or pure man in anyway. I mean, the stupid fuck had the nerve to call me a demon! Can you imagine that? I mean I know my real father might be one, but really now. I told the guy that I was an angel sent by his god to punish him for his sins. He didn't believe me of course, but that's okay! I broke a lot of his bones, and made all of these lacerations on him! Oh, but he got too noisy so I had to shove his own tongue down his throat.

He died!

3. And just ten minutes ago I was eating dinner with a family. They were very nice, and the meal was very delicious! So I just killed them by causing them all to have a heart attack. I didn't have the heart to be too mean to them. Actually that's a lie. But one of my shows is on, and I'll be damned if I miss it.

Have fun!

[ooc: The sad part is that all of them true, with only number one being a partial lie. Evil! Alessa plot is now a go!]

I don't even know what to say at this point.

So according to one of your creations (female, rather callous), you're the big wig here in this whole place; I'm just looking for some information, nothing more seeing as how I have not the faintest idea how I got here, or why I would even be here in the first place when I clearly had other things to be doing.

I've heard through the grape vine that you're around, but in what sense I'm not quite sure since things are rather oddly put when worded on this strange paperless messaging system.

Reasonably priced housing for local college professor

It's just me and my books. I like cats decently enough.

( filtered, spike )


( filtered, buffy )