PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Gah...it's been one of those days. Nothing has gone right since I woke up, I should have just stayed in bed. I was late to the shooting range, one of my guns was missing Once I finally did get a new gun? My aim was completely off, that never happens. Now I've got this headache that refuses to go away because I'm probably just over thinking it.

I can't believe it's almost been a year since I've been here. Seems longer.

I think some people need to get off of these things.

I wasn't planning to post for a week, because I needed to stay away for Alessa's sake for a while. But seeing the stupidity some of the people here are throwing at one of my friends, I have to speak up and say something.

Those who are doing so, lay off of Alessa! That incident a while back wasn't her fault.

She was being controlled! I haven't seen one post here blaming Dahlia for what she did, and yet she's the woman who nearly destroyed our whole world! And that second outburst from Alessa was my fault. I shouldn't have been acting like an idiot, and I pushed her over the edge with my comments. It's taken me a while and Alessa nearly killing herself, but I accept now that I was wrong.

Why is it that nobody blames the person responsible in this city? Is it that hard to believe a mother could do that to her daughter? Dahlia was an evil woman, and she was very capable of manipulation. So what if Alessa loves her? Big deal. She's her mother - it's only natural that some love for her would remain, despite everything. But the fact remains, she was the one controlling Alessa's actions. Her and that artifact she was using, whatever it was. And yet, people seem to be conveniently forgetting that as they blame Alessa time and time again, for things she had no control over.

So I guess by that reasoning, I was responsible for what I did in Silent Hill, completely, even though I was drugged out of my mind and Kaufmann was manipulating me like a puppet? Is this the trend of this city - someone gets mind controlled or coerced in some way, they do something they regret, and then they get blamed for it, while the person behind it gets away scot free?

What the hell...

[Filtered from Jacen]

I found myself thinking of home today. Not just Hapes...but the Galactic Alliance, the Confederation, the Imperial Remnant... Things were still so...tense. I'm happy here. The only thing that would make me more so is having Allana with us, but I wonder sometimes about the others.

[Filtered to Friends, still not Jacen lol]

He made things safer. I know he did, cost him himself to do it...

But Jaina, Ben, Captain Solo and Leia, Grandmaster Skywalker.....Even the karking droids...I just... for a time after I could barely talk to them, not because I blame them, I don't, not...not entirely...Jaina could have ... I know what had to be done. I once told Ben to be redeemed someone had to want it, and Caedus he didn't.

And then I came here, and he's here and he does want that and he's doing so well... I wonder was I wrong at home, should I have tried, should Jaina have tried harder...could he have listened to us, maybe to Ben?

I'm being silly. I know I'm being silly.

[ooc: muse got all angsty randomly :p I decided not to fight it lol]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry about this, I know you don't really want me contacting you much, but things are... I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know who else to go to.

TWO WEEKS TO PADDY'S.  Epic party plans?

Also, a general WHAT IS UP MY CITY.  Who we got out there that's cool these days?

( So you want to be a superhero too? )

I'm a crackhead too! Come have a go at me!

[Crackhead]
Don't listen to Xander. He's just upset because Anya won't let him have a threesome with you. ;)

You are all children. Grow up.

Have you guys seen that TV show Smallville? Why is Clark Kent going to high school with Lois Lane? That completely ruins the arc.

There goes my week. And my lunch.

Normally, if anyone is going to be ill in one of my classes, it's the kids. It's no surprise, given the viruses they come in with from home and the complete lack of hand washing, tissue using, and mouth covering. I don't go over two weeks without someone in the younger classes going home sick after throwing up in the bathrooms during flu season.

Today completely skewed my average.

The Joker thought it would be... funny to send dead puppies to my classroom. Among other things The few kids who saw had to go home after crying for a good thirty minutes ending in dry heaves and I can't say I blame them. I managed to wait until they were gone to be ill myself. It wouldn't have gotten to me, but well... it's not the kind of thing you actually expect at work. Happy birthday, right?

Normally I wouldn't mention this here, but just in case anyone hadn't figured out how sick he was? There you go. I've never done anything to him aside from being my father's daughter. I get sent to an entirely different universe and he's still here, terrorising me. I'm not the police commissioner; I'm not my father. I'm just a librarian and a second grade substitute teacher, yet here we are. I'm a wheelchair and there were dead beagles in my classroom.

[as Babs]

[Bruce and Helena]
Dead beagle puppies, a Batgirl costume, and a joke handbook to being Batman. The latter two were labelled from you and Terry, Bruce. His sense of humour hasn't changed at all.

Don't mention it to the kids.

[Joker]
There are better and easier ways to get our attention. Rest assured, you have it. I hope you're prepared for the consequences.

Is this really what people are reduced to doing with their lives nowadays? Posting every little problem that has ever plagued them on a public message board for the world to see?

So some god decided to shit you out sixty two years ago, only to leave you with a list full of burdens and his two week old sextuplets? Well guess what? NOBODY cares. Someone calls you a whore or an idiot or a purple groundhog and you move on with your life. Get over it. It’s really not that hard to do.

In case you people didn’t notice, you have a city full of psychos, clowns, evil lunatics and God only knows what else. One of these days one of them is going to decide that he wants to turn the world into a giant bowl of ice cream and the person who can stop it won’t be there. He or she will be here. Whining like a three year old and hoping to get hours of attention and buckets full of sympathy.

You’re not the feature story on Oprah. Stop acting like it.

It's strange. My mother is pulled from here. I get depressed, and it seems that many believe I'm going to torture and kill people.

Forgiveness is a funny thing. It's always black and white; either people don't forgive, or they're too easy to offer it. I don't even know if I can forgive myself. I keep telling myself that I wasn't in my right mind, that it was my mother's fault.

But, all she did was tell me to kill a few people. The tortures...that was me, or that side of me.

I have been informed that until I can permanently fix what's wrong with me that I need to stay away from certain people. I went the route of having those memories erased, but I was only confused.

I could split myself again, and kill off the malevolent side. But I think people need a little bit of that. If we didn't we would allow villains to do as they pleased; not because we want to, but because we would be too scared of being mean.


Hnnn. This all reminds me of a poem.

I've been in this city for several weeks, and I think I've gotten used to it. It's more or less the same as the Los Angeles in my world, with the exception of a lot more monsters and vampires running around, and the year is several years in the past.

I've been doing odd jobs around the city to earn money, but I'm growing kind of bored with them. There are vampires to kill, but they seem nearly unlimited, and it doesn't pay. Not unless you count the satisfaction of seeing those undead bastards' heads roll across the ground as payment.

I've heard of an appealing fight club, but I'm not able to take part. I think I might have an unfair advantage with the suit. And I'm not crazy enough to try without it. Once I might have been the greatest unarmed combatant on my world, but those days are long past, thanks to some genetic manipulation by my enemies.

So, what other jobs are there around here for a former President, with military experience?

I've filtered this post incidentally, against unsavory individuals.

We’re going to do something. Just you and me. Have any preferences? I’m no good at this. I

You know, if I was still batting for Team Evil, I could have a frikkin' field day with you people.

Not again. For the love of all things Holy, not again.

Something is off. Have any of you seen the Almighty, lately?

You know, sometimes I look at the people and I think, why do we even bother? Sometimes it feels that no matter how much some of us do, it's never enough and people are always whining that we should do more. Not just put ourselves at risk to protect them, but cuddle them afterward. So it makes me start to think, do people ever stop to think are they worth being saved? Why do we keep doing it?

And then I remember. Because some people invent things like tequila. And tequila makes it all worth while.

I just made a huge ice cream and anchovy sundae if anyone wants to share.

SPIKE HURT MY FEELINGS

He said very very hurtful things and is a VERY BAD MAN and now that little teeny bit of humanity I got left....well...gosh I want to cry... But according to the laws of message board ettiqutte  I'm supposed to whine about it first while excusing everything around my tragic little life that no one else can understand the horrors of.

So come on Spike. Tell me? Tell me why you're so very very dastardly and dare I say...mean.