PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Of all things. I did not expect to walk into the resturant and see ba'buir examining a menu.

I nearly dropped Ailyn.

Hey Solo. You might wanna do that hiding like the shabla you are thing. He's pissed

Sam, ...um...yeah. Remember your biggest fear about my past? He's here and has armour and guns.

I let Hera try some cereal here. I tried to push a few Cheerios but she seemed determined to try every marshmallow in these things called Lucky Charms as well. I almost through a party for myself in the drug store when I walked down the isle and found almost two dozen different types of soap with a variety of scents, and picking out toothpaste that wasn't a struggle to get was wonderful.

I took Hera to a park. She loved the slide. And the grass. She also attempted to climb a tree and wasn't very pleased with me when I stopped her. As dangerous as this city is supposed to be, it's also beautiful. People here are lucky. It's different, it's foreign to be able to sleep in, and not have a community bathroom. Hera needs her fathers. I need hi

Though someone is going to have to explain the point of throwing a brown ball back and forth and then randomly tackling each other. I couldn't quite figure it out.

What the frak is this? Where is this? How did I get from Ga
Can anyone read this? Helo?
There's so many humans. Is can't be Caprica
This is Lieutenant Sharon Agathon of the Battlestar Galactica, can anyone from Galatica read this?

...anyone?

Would someone explain to me where I am?

Got Dean, believe it or not, cause I don't and its kinda funny if... He is called Father Dean Wesson and he's at a church at [address]. Didn't confront, no point, just saw him, he seemed alright.

Yup he thinks he's a Priest. So tracking done on that score, do you need back up, protection I could do with sitting down after all th...

Sam asked who Claire was, like he'd never even known someone called Claire Bennet, it was really disconcerting.

Are we any closer to working this out and what can I do to help?. You can use the Lux as a meeting place if the Hyperion's too hectic with the memory loss crazy?

ETA: Just thought of something. I think, and disagree if you want, but I think if the adate um...the group of people that don't remember their lives here are safe, I say we leave them till we figure this out. Telling them, freaking them out like that might make things worse. We track them all. I don't mind helping. I'll even...you don't have to...I'll do it for a discount...half price...kriff it free.

We make sure they're not in danger and we work on fixing them?

The holonet is boring, how come we don't have stuff like This back home. Kept me amused for ages while Ailyn was napping just asking it things and flipping it for answers.

I probably shoulda got a real coin but this had variaties of other Earth places.

I think I'm about ready to have people visit Ailyn if they want?. She's a good kid though I expected nothing less.

And buy Sam drinks. He earned them.

With most days like Halloween around here, what's the real day like? Crazy cults trying to resurrect long dead demons, zombies breaking into dance routines?

I loved meeting Ailyn. I really truly did. I'll try and live up to raising her like the version of her that I met

But right now...she's being infuriating in there. She needs to get out of me soon. Really very.

I hear I owe you my daughters life. Or in the future I will

It doesn't make up for Mama. But I suppose...

Thank...
I'll...
If she...

Truce. Until you inevitibly mess up.

Her name is Ailyn. My daughter

Oh, okay, a temporal displacement. Interesting. At least we're still on the same world, that's a start at least. But which year are we in? and frak it feels strange to use an uninfected network again

Great day. Fall is almost here, the windows in the apartment are all open, and I'm getting ready to make what will hopefully be a successful, homemade meal for the man and me. Of course, now that I've gone and typed that, it's probable that the steaks will spontaneously combust ala Lindsey's infamous apple-cinnamon muffin attempt, and I'll be forced to reassess.

{Filtered to Lindsey}
Baby, we have no hot water.

[Filtered to the Justice League]

Noticed a couple of new players in town, seemed like your area of expertise, Crane and Harley? The human nutjobs tend to be your thing, but you know if you ever need the help of me and my team you only gotta ask.

[end filter]

[Filtered to Angel Investigations]

New vamp in town, or really a returning old one. Calls himself Harth Fray. He's pretty badass and basically seems to be half Slayer. So be careful with him, do not treat him like a regular vampire and anyone who brings me his dusted remains gets a cookie. I promise I won't even make it myself but get you a decent one, flavor of your choice.

All jokes aside, we don't know exactly what we're dealing with with him yet and quite which parts of the Slayer package he has. I don't want to lose anyone to him, so not afraid to emphasize the being careful here. I'm adding another training session a week for those on my Offensive Team, where you all get the fun of attacking me, getting used to the Slayer instincts and all in case he has them.

[end filter]

[Filtered against bad guys]

Another day, another bad guy or several. And here I was wanting a trip to Disneyland. Ah well, Goofy would probably have turned out to be a demon anyway.

You know what I really fancy? A party. Not for any particular reason, but just because we could all use a night off to relax. Because so much happens in this city, some good and some bad and I think every now and then we should just all take some time to appreciate what we do have.

And I don't just mean one of the groups here, I mean all of us who aren't evil. Together. For group harmony and all of that.

Opinions? Comments?

1.  Bourbon. Only not right now.
2. Interesting Weaponry
3. The word 'defenestration'
   
4. The process of the above
5. Jacen Solo in close enough proximity for me to one day get lucky with afformentioned interesting weaponry and a headshot
6. Getting knocked up apparently means my boyfriend has to buy me things
7. The club makes money, so does bringing in idiots the police can't. Money is good.
8. Did I mention he is obliged to buy me things
9. Many things
10. Daytime TV

Ten Things I Hate about You is a VERY deceptive movie.

Very little hate. But it was kind of good when he sang on the...

....Very Deceptive Movie.

The Cylon is dead. I put a bullet in its brain before it could kill any more people. It was trying to recreate its galaxy, one where the human population had been completely destroyed.

I did it because I had to, and yeah I did it for Sam. Cause I love him.

Cause I gotta tell you, I've been watching you people. Pandering to monsters, versions of your loved ones who have been killing and hurting and generally causing trouble. And I wonder do you think even for a second about what those loved ones would say? You ever think about the people they've killed? Just how much blood do you want on your hands?

I mean I know if I came back to find out something that looked like me had killed an entire trainful of people I'd be horrified. Yeah I know the hope is if we keep the other versions alive then somehow miraculously everything will right itself.

But how many do you plan to let die?. How many more families in this city have to mourn loved ones so we can selfishly cling to a maybe?.

Life is hard here, we know that. But are we really so arrogant as to believe our tiny vain hope is worth more than their lives.

I don't care about this war, never have. I'm Mandalorian, I'll go where the pay is better. Couldn't give a kriff about sides. Or good or bad. But I care about Sam. And I know what he'd have wanted me to do.

Think about it.

The owners of the Lux wanted to pass along that the club will be closed for the next couple of days. Few last minute renovations needed done. Important ones.

[Filtered to Lux staff]

Miss Gev also said everyone's off until further notice.

[Text to Mirta Gev]*
[ooc: Combined to not spam flist. Sometime after this conversation.]

You get e-mail on your phone?

Explain.

[ooc: meet the AU Cylon!Sam!]

Bit of bad luck about that bar. But.. well, life goes on. Might not be long before the bulldozers come along and mow it down, right? Especially since it was a massacre. Crime scenes are always bad for business. And there's quite a stench, from what I hear. The health department may not be happy about that. They tend to picky about the smallest things. So even after the mess is cleaned up or whatever, the city might have a hard time reopening the bar.

However, I've been thinking. If that place is cleared out and demolished? It would be a great opportunity for someone to come along and buy up the property. Maybe build something else upon it. Perhaps something good, something fun that the public can enjoy. Maybe a place to work. Or just some place to keep things interesting when there's nothing to do. Obviously, it's too small for a shopping plaza. So maybe a video store. Or an arcade. Brothel? There's an idea. Mmm.

What I'm wondering is this. Anyone got plans to purchase the piece of land if the structure is legally condemned? Or other plans for it? If not.. well.. okay, then maybe there's something that I could do with it. I'm open to any ideas. But that might be a while. Until then, I need to do something that doesn't make me bored. Something hot. Computer's nice, but I am a bit bored of WoW at the moment. Servers are down.

So it seems that I'm stuck here. And I came up with a plan. It was a good plan and it involved minions. But I went to this bar that some guy recommended and it was all burned up. There was some massacre inside and I wasn't part of it.

I don't like this. I should be in charge of all slaughters.

And do you know how much the stink of burned bar lingers? It's gonna take me forever to get that stench outta my hair. Good thing I'm immortal.

[Sam]

So, miss me yet leannán?

First he throws up on me, then he squirms around so much that I'm almost positive that I've done something nasty to my back because he wouldn't let me pick him up and he crawls so damned fast. Oh, and we can't go out because he's had this bloody pig's snout for at least three days now. Merlin's beard, I'm just about dying here.

This is motherhood.

kriffing laandur shu'shuk  di'kut!!!
How is this even possible...
I mean I know how but yaihadla!...
Worst timing in 10 galaxies
I can't be ...

[Filtered to Sam Anders]

...we need to talk ramikad real important

Can ... someone explain to me what's going on here? I'm supposed to be on Coruscant, but this -- well, it's definitely a whole different planet. One without any records of public spaceports. At least, I can't find any on this Holonet, but it's so crude I'm not sure I'm even using it right.

I did sense one or two other Jedi out there, though. I think. If any are reading this -- hi? This is Ben Skywalker. I think I might be lost.

You ever get the feeling you've been pulling so many shifts at work you've forgotten what the outside world is like? Feels like I haven't been out of the bar in a month, I swear to the gods.

What the hell is this?

http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/T/L/6/starwars3poster.jpg

I saw this a couple hours earlier on a wall outside. Clearly it was outdated, but nevertheless, I was stunned. I did some some cursory research and the posted showed up once again, along with some basic info, which I'm looking at right now. The results are...disturbing.

How can this world possibly anything about our galaxy? Enough to make not one, but several films about it. So one of our own Jedi actually brings us down? And where am I in all of this? All that training and working myself to death to become a respectable Jedi Knight, and I end up in a second rate holovid game where he kills me after a few minutes of dueling? As if I really would have sliced into that pillar like that, which he could conveniently use to crush me. *eye roll*

How is this even remotely possible? I'm trying to understand, but it's not coming easily.

[Filtered to Jacen, Tenel Ka, Alema]

Tell me it isn't true. Tell me this is just exaggeration on the part of this world's fictional interpretation of us. I know the detail is impressive, but this can't be true. Tell me Anakin Skywalker didn't slaughter us like animals, using our own troops against us. The thought of that is...I'm trying not to tremble right now, but suddenly I don't feel very well.

I didn't realize how tired I was until this morning, after I had spent all night doing research on this place. I practically collapsed for a couple hours. I was actually going to ask the Council for a break, before coming here. The last battle I fought was a terrible one. We lost several hundred clone troopers, and countless civilians. I still wonder how anybody could support the Separatists when they're going around committing these atrocities, but I guess money trumps morals a lot of the time, and so does fear.

[Filtered to Tenel Ka, Colonel Jacen Solo, and the other Jedi]
I didn't know there were Angels here. Are they like the ones on Iego? Many people consider the planet to be a myth, but we have enough circumstantial evidence to know it exists. Creatures beyond the knowledge of the Council, plenty of battles to fight in, real life Angels...Anakin would think this was a paradise if he were here. He's got a weird obsession with them for some reason. We've never really figured out why.

Things have been kinda tense lately so I propose a small, one minute or so distraction.

Quick! Tell me a funny or happy moment you've had, since you got here or before. And there is no sad or mad allowed, people! Don't make me get angry geek on your rear ends.

If this doesn't fit the bill for SNAFU, I don't know what does.

Two questions:

What in Sam Hill just happened to me, and where can I get a stiff drink?

I want to know more about the "powers" that have brought us here. What is their purpose behind all of this? How arrogant of them to think that we do not have other important matters we were dealing with before being brought here!

Lightsabers. I'm so jealous.

Valentine's Day is just around the corner, isn't it?

So I think learning you're a fictional character and your entire life story is on many pages on the internet is as good a reason as any to get completely hammered. I hate this place a little bit more everyday.

[Fred Burkle]
See if you can find anything out about these new assholes 'guests' to Los Angeles, okay? Abilities, weaknesses, anything you can find.

[Faith]
Keep me updated on what's going on with your groups and patrols. If those bastards sho--
[/filters]

WHERE THE HELL IS CLAIRE? I swear to Elaine, if anyone's hur

[Winchesters]
Does anyone know where Claire is? I heard felt sensed her. Fear, pain-- she was cut off. Dean, talk to me.

[Family]
Something happened to Claire. The older one. Does anyone know where she was today?

EDIT TO ADD: [Anti-baddies]

Looking for Claire Bennet and Mary Winchester. ANYONE with information, don't hold back.

I'm just out of a war, I'd hoped I could go at least a year without seeing groups of people have been killed.

What is the meaning of this? Where am I?

Mandalore, I swear if you have anything to do with this, than our mutal peace has finally come to its end.

What the hell?

Is she crazy?

Why'd the crazy Jedi have to be the one to prove my point about all the elitist crap on these boards?

I never ever get bored of watching jetisse squabble. I really don't.

I swear it should be a pastime. Certainly is among Mando'ade.

Should sell tickets.

[Filtered from Luke]

You have got to be kriffing kidding me.

Not now. Not here.

So, does anyone want to fill me in on just how much my beloved uncle is going to want to kill me? Rough figure will do.

What am I? If I'm a machine why do I sleep? Why do I keep dreaming of that song, over and over in my head? What does it mean to be one of the final five? Why are there no more copies of my model? Am I the last? Where the rest Boxed? If I die would I download to a new copy?

What's my number? If Cavil is One, Leoben is Two, D'Anna is Three, Simon is Four, Doral is Five, Caprica is Six, Sharon is Eight, then what am I? Seven? Or are we numbers Nine through Twelve?

My life is a lie, my parents, my history. Is anything I feel even real?

Is it my destiny to destroy humanity? I've come back, thousands of years, is it all to watch the cycle repeat itself? Watch them all die?

Or to destroy them myself. Is that what I'm supposed to do, supposed to be?

Frak it

You know I think I've listened to every version of "All along the Watchtower" there is and I have to say, Dillon was overrated. Hendrix did the best version.