PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

[ooc: backdated to the evening of 17th, sometime after this.]

Sam and Dean, give me one good reason I shouldn't drop you into the Bog kick both your asses.

All right, where is Charlie?

So are we expecting more from these plagues that have been going on? Because I don't think I want to have to clean anymore frogs out from my balcony. And stepping on them never ends well.

Guys! Santa is coming soon!!!!! It's almost Christmas!

Wow, Skipper, you're kind of a dick.

[OOC: Heather + painkillers + the inability to find the remote so she's stuck with Gilligan's Island = this!]

I'm still not sure how people can watch a lot of the programs they show on television. Even movies aren't much better. They're all predictable no matter what.

Probably shouldn't even be talking about that, but what else is there to do? I'm not coming out of my room.


[Peter Petrelli]

There's something I have now, that I think could benefit AI.

[Heather]

I'm back at the Hyperion...

[Prayer to God (not Elaine)]

I doubt you'll hear this, because I don't even know if you exist. No, that's not true. I know you exist, but...never mind.

Maybe I'm being foolish for wanting to ask, or foolish for expecting an answer. Was I really born just to be a tool...a weapon? You know what I can do. Wherever you are, you probably saw what 'I' did. Was I supposed to suffer, because my father might be another deity...or a demon? Or was my suffering part of some great plan?

Sorry, I don't think you'll answer. I used to pray to you when I was a little girl, and you never answered my prayers. It always felt like I was talking to a wall...

[ooc: Alessa isn't aware quite just yet that God's actually here.]

[ooc: posted in the early a.m., hours after the discovery Charlie vanished]

I tried to find Charlie and bring her back, but I couldn't. She wouldn't have wanted me to have changed everything to save her, but I had to try.

I'm sorry.

So...okay people not so big on my virgin saccrifice plan.

Does anyone have any objection to a lot of lambs getting ganked in the near future? Just in case it comes to that? No one real big into animal rights or whatever?

Not that it will...But y'know.

Hypotheticly

So someone made God upset and now we have frogs? They're everywhere.

I've been trying to take pictures of them but they're not very good at sitting still.

See what happens when you defy God?

And She was being nice.

[Filtered against Ruby and her allies]
Do you want to know why you're being plagued? It's because of the demon. The filthy whore running around with one of our fallen. I can promise you all that the plagues are going to keep coming. God is very displeased with this demon and wishes to do nothing more than punish the wicked.

Find her. Bring her to us. The plagues will cease.

Has anyone seen my comics? I left them in the front and I can't find them.

Would someone like to tell me where the fuck I am? Especially why I seem to be surrounded by Americans and fucking frogs of all things!

I swear to God, Devlin if you put something in my lager so you could 'have a go on me' I will track you down and rip your tiny twatty little bollcks off. I don't give a shit if you have super speed, prick!

Also I really don't appreciate being stuck here in my sodding costume in the middle of December? Do you have any idea how cold this bloody thing is? Also trying to walk on icy street in stilleto boots - not happening!

Someone remind me why I agreed to this design? I look more like a whore than a superhero!

Oh bloody hell.

[ooc: if you think you're included you probably are. Includes those in the mansion too. :D]

I need
shit I don't know what I n

I think I..have a proble need help. I don't know how to stop.

I'm back. So is Spike. And the main reason for that is because Glory's still out there, and I think it's time to really put a concrete plan into motion.

Anyone got a concrete plan?

( filtered to the Petrellis, the Bennets, Claude Rains, Elle Bishop, Hiro Nakamura, Niki Sanders, & Gabriel Gray )

I ran into our local skanky god bitch.

She was holed up in a house downtown. I doubt she's still there, but if you lot want to backtrack and look her up she's all yours.

Christmas is already almost here, only six more days. Damn. Hmmm, haven't even shopped for presents yet.


[Heather]

Going to give me your Christmas wish list?

Oh, and how's Alessa doing?

Alright, I'm done trying to cook. I've burnt four batches of cookies already, and on this fifth one, a frog jumped in the batter. That's probably not very sanitary.

Weasley women, I reckon I'll just stop trying and bow to your obvious expertise.

The next time I'm high off my ass on pills, please do me a favor and keep me away from the internet? My dignity would appreciate it.