PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

This is definitely not my L.A. Not one bit.


[ooc: posted as Nick Reilly]

You humans never change do you? As the great teacher once said; "There is nothing new under the sun."

Well, this is an unusual situation. I knew Silent Hill was screwed up, but not this screwed up, to transport me to another city.

Has anyone seemed a man named James Sunderland around here? I have some unfinished business with him.

Alternatively, a man with a pyramid-shaped head on his shoulders?

[ooc: The people on the last post and whoever they invited.]

Awake early and can't get back to sleep because I'm too excited about today.

Any last additions or changes to your vacation groups, any more requests for things you'd like to have or will need, tell me now!

Has anyone seen this boy? His name is Joshua. He's nine. He was staying at my old room at the Sunset Tower Hotel. I was just coming by last night to check on him once again. But.. he wasn't there. And he usually tells me if he's going out somewhere. He was so polite. I'd hate to think something happened since he's sort of like another son.

So if anyone sees him around, please let me know. I'm hoping he's fine. I promised him that he'd be safe there, and so far, that's been the case. But then again.. maybe the city sent him back to his real home? If that's what I'm looking at, I think I'll miss him. His pets and gifts are gone too. He kinda reminded me of myself, so calm yet devious and calculating. I liked that about him. Man, it's so hard to find evil like that these days! He'd have been such a great follower of the Beast.. of me. Well, time to look for more.

Can someone explain to me what in the hell happened?

I feel like I've lost a portion of my life.

Is it just me or is this town a lot livlier than I remember? Pretty sure it didn't have comic book heroes or Jedi or friggin Power Rangers last time I was here. I think Andrew might actually die of geek joy

Seems the kinda thing a gal might remember though.

Anyway I'm Kennedy, and I'm just here for your apparently resident Slayers. Carry on.

[Filtered to Buffy and Faith]

Whats so important you gotta hide out in LA this long? Both of you? And I haven't been able to call you, any of you, who all is even here? Anyway we gotta talk, new threat a brewing in the East and all. Tokyo Vamps. Big bads,

[Filtered against baddies]

Wow. Okay, so maybe turning on the computer wasn't a good idea. I was busy for a while reading comics and studying books on Krav Maga. I thought it would just be the basic "Oh crap, how did I get here?? This isn't Wyoming!" type of board stuff. But maybe there's isn't much of that because of that new welcoming center building.

But.. I'd like to say something. It's wrong to kill. Bad guys do it. Some people do worse than kill like Sylar and clearly, a jail cell won't really do much good. And something needs to be done. But it's not lame if there's another way besides killing. There's usually another way. Not always, but most of the time. Though we'd be better off if Sylar croaked. Or if someone kicked his ass real bad.

For the psychos, though? The ones that kill and maim every day? Well, you know, the government kills too, though it's not a crime. There's this thing called capital punishment. Ya know, like executions? The chair, hanging, injection, etc. Unfortunately, I hear that the cops around here aren't really good at a whole lot. So it's up to others. As for me... I'm staying right here. It sucks too, I was planning on going to the park. But maybe that can wait for later when it's more safe.

[filtered to the Hyperion]

There's someone coming over, a girl named Kennedy. She's a Slayer like me and B, and a damn good one. Can she be let in?

[Filtered to Peter]

I need to introduce her to you. There's a problem.

I think I received a, 'you've failed as a parent, you bloody chav' look from older lady in the grocery store just now. She bore a distinct resemblance to Walburga Black and appeared to have the same temperament. Honestly, she was looking at Cian's hair like he was diseased or something, and started muttering something about how 'my generation' shouldn't be reproducing.

As if I would dye a four month old's hair turquoise. Obviously it just comes this way.

Dean insisted that I ask you to go on the Carribean vacation that Sarah Petrelli is planning. He said you deserved a good vacation, so I'm passing the message along.

You know, taking cabs all over the place really makes a girl miss her bike after a while.

I have appropriated an abandoned building for my use. Hardly suitable for a king, though it is only temporary. As for the prior tenants...I've had them dealt with, in a way that ensures they will not be back. Squatters obviously, but they objected to my use of the structure.

Don't concern yourselves, they weren't human.

It is not much, but it isn't terrible. The darkness and solitude are calming to my senses. It it also very spacious as well. I can improve on it over time.

If anyone needs to reach me in person, they can find me at [address]. Make sure you take precautions when you venture into the area. It is in a somewhat isolated location.

I am not sure what problems you would require my help with, besides supernatural ones. However, if you need someone to destroy a demon, or spirit, I am at your service. I do not require payment in currency, only a little blood every now and then. Barring that, I can also kill vampires if there is no other prey available. They are starting to irritate me and I have only been here a few days. I will not kill humans without supernatural powers, unless they threaten me personally. Other circumstances...we'll talk. Simply make sure that it is a challenge. One vampire to kill, not so much of a challenge. 10 vampires? That's much better. As for my qualifications, there are only two vampires older than me on my world, and none are as skilled as I am in the use of magic.

I admit I do not know how well my magic will work in this place. However, the implode skill has been working wondrously, so hopefully the spells will work as planned.

I never thought I would become a bounty hunter. Or assassin. Willingly, this time. But I suppose a being has to make his living somehow. If I cannot be worshiped, perhaps I can rid the world of those who bring disgrace to our kind.

hm..

I've been trying these different exercises to relax trying to get a normal nights sleep for once, it's been almost 46 hours since I've been able too. Breathing like I was told, but it just doesn't feel like it's getting better. Panic attacks and nightmares in the middle of the night are getting draining, I don't know what to do. I can't sleep unless someones there, even then it feels strange so I keep waking up. T3's helped for a while, but I just don't want don't have to rely on them. I tried taking walks, I can't forcus enough to patrol though so that's out. I get physically tired sure, but enough to sleep? not really. Too much going on in my head I guess.

Video games have provided an entertaining distraction, but you can only play them so long against the computer. Maybe I'll start re-reading my D.C. comics..it does seem appropriate..

At least the fridge is stocked, I guess. He didn't leave me without an after school snack.

[May]
Hey, favorite big sister that I love a lot, is that spot on your floor still open? I... can't find dad.

Note to self: Don't ever get your hopes up about a vacation. Slayers don't get them. Remember that.

I'll stick to the brochures, then.

Things are better. Not perfect, but better.

...Where am I?

One moment I was in one place. Then I was here. I don't understand.

Why am I in the middle of a city? What's happened to me?

It feels cold. I'm trying, but I can't stop trembling.

I'm scared...

...Someone, please help me...

What if they succeed? What if they strip us of our powers? If I'm not a Slayer I'm pretty much nothing, Slaying is all I know, all I'm good at.

Stupid fucking dracu-vamps and their stupid Scythe stealing.

Would have been nice to have a break. Ah well, no rest for the wicked and all that.

crap

I've decided I hate three hour night classes. Why did I want to go to UCLA again? Should have just held off for Yale.

[Peter|Sarah|Nathan]
My father's gone. Vanished, back home, I hope. Ben, my brother was living with him. Can he get a room here?

[Filtered away baddies]

You know I have to say that for a place as crazy as this; it certainly provides plenty of subjects for writing.

[Heather]

Hey kiddo, just giving you the heads up; I have a deadline to meet this week so I might be a bit scarce. But if this goes as planned then we'll have some extra income.

I've sat here for maybe twenty minutes trying to think of something to say. I mean, I could write about the things that have been bothering me, but adding that to the massive levels of depression that I've seen plague this city alone hardly seems like something that needs to be done right now.

Work has been distracting. I'll leave it at that.

[ooc: posted as ck.]

I think I'd like to learn how to cook.

What's it like, being a muggle? Is it boring?

Supergirl: 1. Isobel: 0.

Almost done.

[JLA]
Symbol's still there, which probably isn't good. But it's a start. The book is destroyed.

Conscious and able to talk?

Does anyone here ever wish they were 'normal'? And by normal I mean just being average. Such as not having abilities if you're human.

[Filtered from baddies and Lisa Garland]

I honestly don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this.

I mean I'm happy to see her, but will she remember me?...

I shouldn't dwell on such things. If she wishes to see me then I imagine that she'll come and see me.

Who's up for a little word association?

Starting with...Elvis.