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There seems to be a divide amongst posters and residents of this apartment complex, and I am curious. How many people found themselves here without meaning to be here? And how many people moved here in a normal manner?

This is truly disturbing.

When I read Pride and Prejudice as a much younger man, I never once thought to myself, "You know what this needs? Zombies."

You know what? Fuck it. Just...fuck it!

Happy birthday, Peter!

( Your Gift )

( And I made you these )

Happy Birthday to me!

So. Sup What's up, people?

Packages still available for the holiday season at Impero - come and find out exactly what it is you want and need.

Now that business is out of the way ...

Mick, shall we be doing anything over Christmas or have you grown rather bored of me?

And Liir, I do hope you are doing well.

What the hell is this?

How am I...jesus...how did I get here?

[OOC: Spoilers for Heroes 3x13 in comments]

I'd love to know how to unabsorb a power.

[OOC: Spoilers for Heroes 3x13 more than likely possible in comments.]

Some drunk guy tried to kiss me last night. I might've punched him a little hard, but better than the alternative.

Whatever happened to the nice boys who ask permission? Makes it easier to tell them no.

Claire, boys, Nathan and I will be celebrating on Christmas Eve, if you'd like to join us. Peter, Arthur, Angela, you're welcome too. Really, anyone in the family is welcome. I promise, I'm not a terrible cook. Nathan will back me up on that. He'd better anyway. It's just dinner and exchanging gifts, but we thought it would be nice to get everyone together. Dinner will be around six.

Tony, Steve, unless you boys had plans, you're welcome to stop by. And, of course, Hank and Jan, unless you had other plans.

Apparently there is no such thing in life as a 'lull' in politics. I did know this before, but somehow managed to forget that for a few weeks.

Long hours and late night. Gotta love them, right?

Monty, Simon -- there will be Christmas dinner and presents.

You too, Gabriel.

And anyone else is welcome. You can't expect Angela to slave over a hot oven for days while she's pregnant, boys.

( Mom )

23 days until Christmas. Woo! We won't talk about my birthday. It'd be nice to get some sleep before then though. Wow.

. . . well. Hm.

( Arthur )

Petrelli clan, do we have plans for Thanksgiving tomorrow?

I didn't mean to short out the electricity in the other tower. It wasn't my intention. I just can't actually help myself. I can't control it and I don't know how to stop it. I keep electrocuting myself.

So yeah, I'm sorry. I'll try very hard not to have it happen again.

Peter...we're okay, aren't we?

I'm never becoming like that. I won't.

( Gabriel )

. . .

Right, so I was.. nine. I'm.. I don't even know what to say, go figure.

I'm sorry if I was a pain What in the hell was all that about anyway?

I feel like I should.. go or something, but I don't know where.

( Claude )

( Sylar, Peter )

I wanna hug. And ice cream.

God, a girl leaves for a few weeks and everything goes to pieces...

does anybody have any idea what's going on, yet? because this is getting a little too eerie -- even for me.