Some Reality Web

I don't suppose one could sample a few select spells on our beloved ostriches without releasing the mighty hand of reckoning from our entropic leader, could they?

Midnight hit, the new year came rolling in, and, out of the blue, we're almost through the first full week of said new year.

Who decided to play with time and the speed of things? We're going to have a serious talk.

Also, your majesties Belle and Elsa? Don't worry about the misshapen pot sitting in the sink. It should have stopped smoking by now. It might still have a slight smolder but it's not a hazard.

...I don't think.

The stove should still work, too. Just...be careful when using the front left burner.

So I know we're all gearing up for Christmas right now, BUT.

New Year's.

It's the biggest party night of the year! What are we planning? I'm going to put my tiny partners in crime (Cassie, Claudia, Jubilee, that's you, FYI) to work on something for the Under 21s, but the big kids deserve a champagne toast and ball drop? It's fake New York City, we have to have the ball drop!

I also require sparkles. So many sparkles.

Listen up, Entity person being thing.

We have T-Minus 5 DAYS until my birthday. So, for my birthday, I'd like to kindly ask that you not pull anymore heinous actions and other bullshit nonsense for a while. At least six months. I'll plant you a tree or something, cool? Cool.

This may also be a reminder for said birthday approaching in case you really want to get me something fun and nifty. Please inquire with Lucky for any suggestions you might want and/or need. He knows me best!

If you want specifics? Dear Tony Stark: World's greatest archer (that's me in case you had any doubts) could use some new trick arrows. Mini deadly robots who decided to cut my hair in the most unnatural way possible (in case you forgot!) used a lot of them. A girl needs shiny things, you know!

Fuck. Lissa’s gone again.

Anyone in the mood to spar or something? I really need to punch something.

Who pissed in the Entity's Cheerios this morning?

I don't mind Thanksgiving. I don't mind Christmas. Okay, I like Christmas. I liked it more when

It's kind of weird, though, too. Celebrating things here. Very weird Kind of sad

It's not the company. The company's great! Something's missing

The last big Thanksgiving dinner I had seems like ages ago. Decades. Centuries. (Cue the most epic Kate Bishop Trademarked dramatic music here, okay?)

Definitely in Los Angeles with the other WCA members. After another second-rate super villain wanted to weaponize yams. Those are sweet potatoes for those not in the know.

...They are, right? They're not different? OMG don't tell me if they are, okay? It takes away from my "Back in My Day" novella.

I've watched the Thanksgiving Day Parade from so many different places. Seen the tree lighting in Rockefeller. Gone ice skating mostly on my butt. You walk around the city now, though, and there's a layer of something missing. A distinct lack of gross hot dog water, bitter sidewalk coffee, and hundreds of expensive perfumes spilling out of the department stores.

Now, all I want is a pretzel from the carts that littered the corners of Midtown followed by tacos from the taco truck in Santa Monica.

Gonna take Lucky for a walk and pin down a peppermint mocha instead. 💜

Ollie and I wanted to do something for the less fortunate in Goodland, so Verdant will be holding a food drive from now to Thanksgiving. If you bring in one or more non-perishable food items, you'll get 1/2 off the entry fee. Everything will be given to one of the local food banks.

Tomorrow is the 5th of November so you guys know what time it is! (Or if you are new and/or American and/or from another time/planet/era you may not)

Bonfire Night!! I've got some pull with fireworks these days, we can have it in the park like last time, I'll get those big sandwich things and some crisps and it's BYOB (if you drink illegally don't let me see you, etc)

The only times I've ever missed Bonfire Night, I've been off planet. I don't intend to start now.

There were apple pies waiting for me and I have a feeling that...they were from one of the trees before they stopped moving.

That's how the note read, anyway.

I'm only mildly concerned.

Everyone is talking about costumes and carving pumpkins, but why are we not talking about a distinct lack of candy corn?

Is there a shortage that we were not informed about? Do I need to question the lobby ostriches? I wouldn't be surprised if they're behind it. They have a sweet tooth.

...Sweet beak? Talon? Hmm.

GWEN! ...I may have put Jeff through the laundry on accident. He's okay! He definitely had fun! Too much, I think. He was sleeping in my laundry basket again.

I will also concede to you Pumpkin Spice Latte supporters. It might be an alright drink. I definitely did not drink three today I still favor the peppermint and chocolate things.

Also, while lasers can make a precise cut, they're not great to use on hair. The smell is pretty terrible.

( [Sent separately to Lizzie M, Rose T, Gwen P, Eliot W, Belle, Morgan S, & America C] )

Anyone else just kind of want to sit outside and stare them down while eating a slice of apple pie?

Just me?

Be right back, getting some whipped cream.

Now that the killer robots are gone, we can properly plan for Halloween. I'm throwing a party in the conference room. All ages. Costumes required. Help planning is appreciated!

Demon vs Robot--place your bets on who's going to win.

Spoiler Alert: Its gonna be me.

Chloe, you stay inside with the kids. Lucifer get your well dressed ass out here and help.

[Texts to Trixie]

-- Hey, Madam President.
-- Wanted you to be the first to know the Doctor was sent home. TARDIS, too.
-- Looks like you've got the best spaceship around now.


(Public post, added 20 minutes later)

The irony of dating a man who was terrified of me going before him being the one to go first isn't lost on me, Entity.

To be fair, I don't know what else I was expecting. It isn't like this is the first time.

BRB, I just realized my childhood was messed up.

If anyone's interested in a sparring class under current circumstances, I'll be holding a few tomorrow. Yes, some amount of clothes are required. Normally, sessions are for those who lean towards the novice side, but there will be one or two for those who are more skilled. Powers are fine as long as you don't use them. I'm not set up for that, and I'd rather not have to replace equipment. Or windows.

Aura readings weren't my strong suit, but I never realized they'd help one day with telling people apart when you can't see anything but their clothes. Or sometimes lack of clothes.

If this could be over when the semester starts next week, that would be great. Because otherwise... kind of awkward.

I maintain that the only good use for a damned ostrich is it's feathers and, possibly, a decent egg. Otherwise, I'd prefer not to come into contact with them again any time soon.

And why am I so terribly hungry

I am Sylvie Lauffeydottir. Goddess of Mischief. Adopted daughter of Odin and Frigga. Princess of Asgard.