PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

You still cry out to be punished.

Each and every single one of you.

Your guilt feeds off of you. Like maggots on a rotting steak.

You are rotting steak.

Your guilt is the maggots.



[ooc: Guilt list includes Heather Mason, Sam Winchester (although he's gone for now), Niki//Jessica Sanders, Tenel-Kal, Psylocke, Claire Littleton, Alessa Gillespie, Angela Petrelli, Kira Ford, Davey Jones, and Willow Rosenberg.]

When are you leaving for your oath of office? That is today, correct?

The churches here are familiar.

Strange.

Comforting.

Familiar

Mostly all three of them.

Am I I know I haven't always I wish I could be You don't hate me, do I'm sorry.

It looks like my modeling job is going to have to wait a couple more days.. because of the lights and all this craziness. Atleast it wasn't canceled or anything..

I didn't have a tv to begin with, but I forgot to grab a magazine today and thus have no entertainment. (Since I am so not going out at night alone.) Tell me something that makes you happy or atleast smile. It can be anything! A song, a video, a picture, a memory.

Mine's college, with Harry and Pete and MJ and Eddie and just, everyone.
Not sure what mine is.

Another telepathic message to all

People do wrong. People know they do wrong. People want to be punished. People always run away from retribution.

Humans are strange.

Nathan, I apologize profusely. At least you were smart enough to not threaten people with extermination when attempting to reveal our existence.

I need to find this Magneto and tell him to stop acting like a moron before he ruins things for all of us. Anonymity is a good thing. Why do people fail to realize this?!

(filtered to Brotherhood members)
Spread the word.

Well, this is different. Someone want to explain to a girl what the HELL is going on.... please?

I'm really not following here. About this city.

The last I remember, I was in Smallville? But the medics say that I've been here for a long time.

Am I allowed to leave this damn building or not?

You know.

It's true.

The truth will set you free.

[Clark Kent -- FUTURE]
We need to meet in person.

Gotta love it when people are open and honest with you. Except, you know, when they aren't.

{filtered to Angel Investigations}
If anyone needs anything, ask your Champion, since he seems to have all the answers. Because I? QUIT.

Good luck. Hope you manage to save the world, or whatever.
{/filter}

{filtered to Greg House}
I'm moving back into my apartment. You can either get your crap and get the hell out, or move yourself into one of the spare rooms. Choice is yours, but either way, I'll be there within the hour.
{/filter}

By show of hands, who here is a geek. Don't be shy, step up to the plate.

I don't like Peter. Have I mentioned that yet? He's the most retarded person I've ever laid eyes on. And if you haven't noticed, I'm still expressing my extreme jealousy toward him through insults and witty remarks every time we cross paths. It was supposed to be me, you know. The big...whatever. The next Angel. The less sulky, more attractive, and all around fun loving hero that everyone looked up to and found themselves feeling very fond of. But then this Peter Petrelli just happens to swoop in, out of nowhere, and decides to take the reigns on the position that I've been living up for over a hundred years. Even when I was evil, I always had that spot. Back when I worked with Angel, Dru, and Darla, that is. I was the backup. Angel was the leading man. The day he went and got himself his soul, I suddenly turned into the leader. Dru looked to me for the answers. I was the one in charge. You'd think that it would work the same here! Especially with me dying and giving it all up! Everything! My life and my chance to be with Buffy! It's not right. Not fair, not right, and it disgusts me.

But fine. Whatever. Let the superfreak take all the glory. That was fine my be. You know why? Because Buffy was there. She was there, which meant that I had every chance to get what I wanted. And you know, it's a big deal for me, saying that I actually love someone. Usually it's just a drink and a shag and then I'm good and through with you! But with her? I'd never even think twice about taking another girl to the sack if she was obligated to me. Well. Okay. I'd have to think about it, but I wouldn't bloody well do it because I'm sure that no one could ever beat Buffy in bed anyway. Fact of the matter is, I was okay with it so long as Buffy was around. But now she's gone. Just like that. Poof. Out of my life. Again.

I love her, you know. And even though she said that she loved me, I don't think that it was true. Sure, she'll say it. But what about what's in her heart? Did she really mean it or was she just saying it because I was about to die?

Right. Well. I'm done with it. This internet thing. Tired of spewing out my fucking feelings to a bunch of people that I don't give a damn about. I'm finding a way out of this bloody city if it kills me.

I didn't mean to run away...it's just that I wanted everyone to know about my powers. I wanted to help others like me to not feel like they're alone. I was sick of pretending and hiding, I was sick of suppressing what makes me me. I was done pushing people away. I miss my family. And I wish they could miss everything too, that they didn't have their memories erased.

I want to call you Dad, but I don't know how. I want to say I love you, and I do, but I'm scared to voice it. I'm scared of rejection. When everyone else goes running to their person, I wanted it to be you or Peter. But now your other family is here. The kids who grew up calling you their father and weren't abandoned. Sometimes, I hate that Noah and Nathan both start with the letter "N."

I started to fall for someone that I never should have. It's taboo and gross and so, so, wrong, but we didn't know and things just...clicked. We never talked about it, but I'm pretty sure he knows. Maybe you even felt the same way at one point.

I think having a future self hanging around is weird. It's not fun and I don't think we're gonna be friends any time soon.

I don't want to be alone and I hate that I have to admit that.

I don't have much by way of dramatic confessions.

I was kicked out of boarding school for putting a teacher's car on the roof with my boyfriend's father's crane, because he accused me of cheating on a test. It was there for two months before it was found.

The thought of being a giant mutant turtle and wearing a ninja mask confuses me. Clearly you are a massive talking turtle. Wearing an orange eye bandana is not going to leave people wondering who you are.

It is in fact possible to bounce a quarter off of Nathan's ass.

I think Greg has lovely eyes, but every time I think too hard on the subject, I see my mother-in-law gazing adoringly into them and feel mildly ill. Also, when I think of Spike, I see him gazingly lovingly into my mother-in-law's eyes, and think they both probably deserve it.

My two sons just asked someone out in the hall what happens 'When a man loves a woman' for the fifth time today, and I am ready to muzzle them both.

I want Seeley Booth's oreos.

I betrayed Takezo Kensei.

Veronica, I tortured you when I was evil and I'm REALLY sorry about that.

Angela Petrelli, you are the most attractive old woman that I have EVER seen and I want to throw you in the sack and have my way with you.

Dawn, I had sex with Buffy on your bed.

...

Twice.

Oh balls! What I meant to say this entire time is that I really don't like what's going on here. Anyone find a cure yet?

I want a meeting with the Powers That Be. Now.

Sometimes I have to wonder when I started to get my priorities so tangled up.

I will kill, with my bare hands, every man who has propositioned or hit on or looked at or offered anything to my wife.

EDITED: Except for the cripple. I'm just gonna drop him for real this time. From as high up as I can get in the air.

I stole a Vicodin prescription from an old lady today.

But I blame the idiot flying lawyer. He left me with no other option.

Except beg to that stupid boob-job brainscan seizure bimbo for some of her leftover pills for a disease I haven't figured out yet, and who's actually really hot but probably really dumb. But that's hardly surprising.

I miss Wilson.

Woe.

[filter includes Heidi, both Claires, Cordelia, Angela, Hiro, Sarah]

I need everyone to be careful around Peter for the next few days, for his sake and ours. He's absorbed an ability from one of the X-Men and he can't touch anyone without hurting them. He's working on suppressing it, so if he's not around or standoffish when he is, that's why. He has gloves, but this isn't going to be easy for him even with them on.

[Cordelia]
Interested in being an interfering little sister?
[/Cordelia]

Much better.

Don't disappoint me, now.

I'm out. Call if there's an emergency.

[Nathan]
Keep her away from me for a while, would you?

You lock me in a room that I can't apparate out of, and take my wand, but leave the computer. Real brilliant, yeah.

[Filtered to Harry]
Harry! This guy stole my wand and put me in some kind of room that's charmed so I can't get out. I may murder Ron the second I see him, just so you're aware.

Please help me
[/Filter]

I'll help you, we help people. Bollocks. Multiple people are going to get stunned when I get out of here.

[Filtered to Ron]
If you can read this, please respond. I don't know if I should be worried sick or completely livid with you. I think it's both. Please be OK. I'm going to murder Luthor I can't lose another brother
[/Filtered]

If anyone can guess who's the top four targets on my list of people to be stunned, I'll give you a cookie, or cookies.

I prefer New York.