PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Her brother is here...

Oh no no no no no. Whatever just happened there? So not my fault! That lady over there has a massive wart on her Alex? Not cool!

( to feel so in the dark )

Hey, Lana, is there anything I can do to help out around here? While everyone else is trying to save the world I figured I could be a bit productive with something. Cleaning? Cooking? Anything you need done?

I'm losing them all. These psychic links, connections, they're all fading, dying.

I've been listening to Britney Spears Elvis Costello for two days straight. Is there anything I can do?

I need to watch something Disney. Nothing seriously awful ever happens in Disney.

[Filtered to Nick]
Hey...I know you don't really know me at all, but you're the only one I've really spoken to here. How do you deal with this? This place is horrible...I don't see how you've made it through everyday for so long.
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I don't know anything about what's going on. But could someone please tell me they've got a plan to stop this?

Guys, I hate this. I'm listening to Britney Spears, so I really hate this. Even though she's pretty awesome.

Can we do something? Watch a stupid movie, anything? I want to forget about it for at least half an hour.

Xander... He's...

He's gone. I can't breathe, it hurts so much. I just

I'm going to make them pay out. No one try to stop me.

Filtered to Alex;
ooc: And no, he's not in denial anymore. Really.
I'm going to church on Sunday. I expect to see you there.

( Never thought I'd be hit by this love bug again. )

I feel like I've entered an R rated version of Halloween Town.

Have you ever played that game where you're trapped somewhere, like an island, and you can only have a certain amount of things with you? I played with five. We did this at camp the other week, the results were pretty hilarious when we weren't thinking of survival.

-My songbook
-My piano and/or guitar
-iPod
-An awesome hat
-Laptop, an amazing one that can pick up wireless from the middle of nowhere, and the battery never dies.

I don't have any of those, but I think I need a new list.

At least Isis is nice.

Alrighty. Now I'm usually the last person in the world to go all out with the motivational speeches here (I am so beating you to the punch, Buff), but I'm kinda sick and the only thing I can get on TV is Judge Judy (and while she's entertaining, I can only stand her voice for so long), so I'm laying here, in bed, typing up this little speech for all of you people out there who are having a hard time accepting that, yes, we're definitely in the middle of what appears to be a very chaotic apocalypse. So read it and appreciate it, people, because Alexander Lavelle Harris does not go out of his way to get all speechy for just anyone.

We lost someone the other day. She wasn't my best friend in the entire world, but she was someone that I had a certain level of respect for. She died doing what she did best. Fighting. Protecting you. All of you, because she knew that it was the right thing to do. It has nothing to do with destiny or competition or anything else. She died for you. Faith is gone because she wanted to see a better world out there. And I think that's something that we all need to acknowledge and respect.

I know that a lot of you are hurting and scared and all of that other stuff. But if there's someone out there willing to die for you, then don't you think that there should be some level of hope that we hadn't seen before? I mean, yeah. Faith died. That doesn't exactly scream "oh well we've got the upper hand now" because obviously we don't. But I knew Faith. And if she thought that by going out there and doing what she did best was going to make a difference, then it obviously did. There are a lot of people out there working on this. People that I know, people that I trust, and people that I care about. I have every single bit of faith in them and I'm not worried. They're gonna save us, guys. It's what they do.

So sit back. Hang in there. Give or take, this thing'll blow over in good time.

...I may sound a little delusional right now. But you'll have to let it slide on account of me being all sick and stuff.

I'm going out for a walk. I need to clear my head. Don't look for me. Don't follow me.

I must keep my sanity. …I…I can’t save them…This can’t be happening…everything is falling apart before my eyes and I am for once defenseless to stop it.

Before anyone asks.

No I cannot wish people back from the dead. As much as I would like to right now. Because having both Slayers back would be really useful right now rather than having one dead and the other not so much with the coping.

So don't ask.

Kay...guys, this really isn't funny.

This isn't Camp Rock, obviously. So...where exactly am I, and how did I end up in an internet cafe?

Caitlyn? Shane? ...Mom?!

The guy behind the counter just told me he's closing in less than an hour. I just looked outside. I really don't want to go out there.

Alex.. she.. I can't breathe.

They really know how to make an entrance, don't they? You should all calm the fuck down and enjoy the beauty of it.

What the hell Joe?!

Guess what?

( I really miss this kid. )

So, I'm feeling a little better. And, um...sorry if I offended anyone when I talked about feeling like I was dying. I didn't realize it could be taken the wrong way. Thanks, Elisabeth, for making me feel all guilty and stuff!

Tell me about your dream wedding.

One little detail or everything from start to finish. I don't care, I'm just curious since I'm planning my own. I guess I've got marriage fever.

I am happy to announce that Cian Sirius Lupin has made his grand entrance into the world yesterday at 10:43 pm.

Ten fingers and ten toes. Mother and son are doing just fine.



Yes, I'm quite the proud father.

...Bloody hell, I'm a father.

You know what I miss?

iCarly.

I'm starting to wonder if Public School was the best idea for me. I found someone trying break into my locker today.

Getting caught in the heat of the moment is NOT a valid excuse to cheat on one's girlfriend.

I'm pretty sure this is what dying feels like.

I don't know who out there knows what happened, but leave Jack alone. No, it shouldn't have happened, it was wrong, but this isn't helping. I can't speak for Charlie or Kira, so I won't, but Jack knows he screwed up and and he's not proud of himself. Let them deal with this and mind your own business. I don't care how much you think it's your business, it's not.

Just know that if you come by Jack and Kira's apartment, I'll be outside to meet you, and you do not want to tick me off.

Just stay the hell away from me. all of you.

How many of you would come to a concert if there was one? Just curious.

Arr! Avast me hearties! How be ye land lubbers?

Drink up me hearties, yoho!

this isnt home

i dont kno where i am.

HE'S A LIAR!! I HATE HIM!! I WISH HE WAS DEAD!!

I never asked this before, but why when I try to call home, the number's disconnected?

Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.

~ Friedrich Nietzsche

This is probably the funniest thing I've ever seen. I was looking for episodes of Supernatural but then I just felt like too much of a pervert. I hope I have a kid like this someday.

( He was injured. )

Happy birthday to me.

Let's dance.

I'm really getting tired of all the potential murderers/actual murderers popping up here.

What is up, my homies?

I had this dream last night that we were home again.. Then I woke up and realized it was just the pain talking and I was probably hallucinating. shit that's going to bruise later.. I hate this place. Why does all this bad stuff keep happening? I didn't even know him.. I must have done something wrong.


[ooc: backdated to This]