Some Reality Web

There are times I wish I wasn't a meta, this is one of those times Most Mondayish Tuesday ever.

[Barry]
Might have to pass on doing anything today. Can't seem to bring myself to even get out of bed. Don't feel awesome.

[Tony]
Might not be in to work today, not feeling so hot.

What's Labor Day?

Okay, who owns the giant black wolf/dog? I get that pets are a thing around here, whatever, but who on earth adopted the fucking wolf/dog? And let it wander?

[Filtered to the batfam]

Hi, I saw. How are you all doing?

[Clark Kent]

Has Conner talked to you lately?

Ok the beach was amazing! I spent the weekend writing and reading and it was so so so fun!!

To whoever is behind this, I swear to God that if this has anything to do with Brandon James, I will end you.

[A message over the active commlinks and a text sent out to the message boards]

The Flash and ATOM are active, friendlies. Do not engage.


[ooc: lets just go ahead and pretend that message wasn't super late, mkay-mkay thanks! it's also an automated message.]

Hi. I have an odd request, and I'm not exactly sure who to filter this to, but would anyone know if the NYPD is looking for a CSI?

For the rest of this week, we're going to have Rum Runners and Sex on the Beach on sale, to celebrate the beach. So come on by.

[Liz]

What's up? You doing okay? Did you talk to Max?

Okay, fast guy? That was impressive.

Does everyone here have powers?

Thanks, everyone, who's stopped by the hospital to visit me. It's meant a lot. It's really boring and lonely here and I hate being stuck in bed. Apparently I was in really bad shape, though, because even the magical healing is taking some time.

Anyway, my name's Jason Grace, and I guess I'm living on the seventh floor with the other minors? Which is weird, because I really don't feel like a minor but I guess I technically am.

[Nico, Hazel]

When I get out of here, we should all go grab pizza or something.

[Hope]

So, when are you going to ask?