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Purple mist. I am not amused.

Elena, Kael, Alesca? Elijah?

Someone better explain themselves.

Private to werewolves

I'm not sure how many of you there are, but it seems like there are quite a few packs here Because that will end well.

I'm also not sure who's claimed their pack, but I'm doing a call for my own. I just recently became an Alpha, but I know what I'm doing. The biggest thing I can offer is teaching you control. With me, you will learn to control when you shift, and you won't be forced to shift on the full moon.

If you're interested in being my beta, let me know.

If there are those of you I don't know, my name is Derek Hale.

Jake.... he's.... he's gone.

I have so much homework for university to do. I never thought I'd go to Muggle university, but I really like it. I like having so much to focus on.

Who: Louis de Pointe du Lac, Nicolette de Lenfent
What: Meeting
Where: Storybrooke manor
When: Now
Rating: Mature. Possible blood, gore, etc
Status: In progress, closed


Louis shoved the little handheld device he now carried into his pocket, walking briskly down the sidewalk on his way to the manor. His mind raced with uncertainty and concern. Lestat might be a weeping mess on the floor right now, or worse if he sensed the identity of this new arrival. As for the arrival herself, with the rather hostile words she had typed to him, Louis wouldn't be surprised if her plan was to attempt to kill him on the spot. He only knew that he had to do something to preserve the lives and sanity of all involved, even if he had to fight for it. Maybe he could finally redeem himself for leaving his maker to fend for himself during his brief taste of mortality at the hands of the body thief.

The manor loomed ever closer and soon enough, he stood at the doorstep, no way to prepare himself for what was about to happen. Waiting wouldn't help the situation or calm his nerves, so he opened the door and stepped inside, purposefully allowing his footsteps to be heard as if they were those of a mortal. The heavy door clicked shut behind him and he moved into the middle of the room, calling softly, "Nicki..?" The decision had been made that he would let her come to him when he arrived, to put her as much at ease as was possible. In an effort to seem as non-threatening as possible, he held his arms behind his back and faced toward the front door, waiting for the fellow vampire to show herself.

So Jagger... Do I call myself Raven Maxwell now?

I don't understand this place. There are two versions of my son here who I saw die and someone who says he's met me here before. Is there another version of me running around? If so, how do I avoid running into me?

The audio seems kind of scratchy because his voice is so deep.

Drem yol lok. My name is Paarthurnax. I do not understand how this device works, so my friend you may know as "Andrel" has assisted me. You may have seen me in the forest - I am a dragon. Do not fear me if you see me, I will not harm you unless you give me a reason. I have been living in solitude on my mountain for the past several hundred years. It is not easy for me to interact with the outside world, but if you ever need guidance, I am willing to listen.

This place is very quaint.
I do miss Dad, though.
How are my friends, here?

Some of you may have noticed an audio post coming from a dragon. That is my mentor, Paarthurnax. He won't harm you, so please avoid being hostile towards him if you come across him. He isn't particularly talkative, because as he said, he isn't used to being around so many people. It's been a hard adjustment for him and he misses his home at the Throat of the World, as I miss mine. Please be understanding if he seems withdrawn.

If there is anything that you need, feel free to contact me and I might be able to offer my assistance, for a reasonable price. I'm a mercenary and an adventurer back home. Doing things for people is how I make my living.

Pruzah sul.
-The Dragonborn

I made a Swineapple. It looks like this;
[ img: http://i.imgur.com/gsch94M.jpg ]

It's basically two halves of a pineapple stuffed with boneless BBQ pork ribs, wrapped in bacon, and then grilled.

If anybody wants to have some of this, join me at Birchwood 38.
I can't eat it all myself so hurry on over unless you want to let my friend Rose devour it whole.

( Because we're such great friends )

This place is so confusing and I miss Eric and my parents. Can I go home now?

This place sucks.
I don't even have Matt around to practice soccer with.

Any ladies wanna come hang out? I saw some clubs around here. If I'm gonna be stuck here I might as well make the most of my time. The name's Trevor.

Is there any place like a karate dojo around here?
I really need to practice.

Who: Lestat de Lioncourt, open to all
What: Lestat knows his ex-lover and late fledgling Nicki is here. He's devastated.
Where: First at Birchwood #37, then somewhere in Storybrooke
Rating: PG-13. Emotional content but hard to say what will come of this.
Status: In progress, open.

( there's no hate, there's no love, only dark skies that hang above, i call your name as i walk alone, send a signal to guide me home, light the night up, you're my dark star and now you're falling away. but i found in you what was lost in me, in a world so cold and empty, i could lie awake just watch you breathe, in the dead of night you went dark on me... )

It seems like any other day. Is this how it felt before?

Ooc: backdated to Friday, November 6th.

I can't believe it's been seven months already.
Happy monthaversary to my wonderful girlfriend, Maggie.
(I swear I don't do this every month, just when I think about it.)

[Who]: Kristen Kringle csijunkie & OTA
[What]: Thinking
[When]: Sometime today
[Where]: Random coffee shop
[Status]: In progress
[Rating]: TBD (Gotham spoilers though 2x2 possible)

( Nobody knew how alone she really felt. )

I consider myself lucky to have two opportunities with two versions of my littlest brother to make things right. Happy Birthday Henrik(s)

I have used a lot of dark magic and I've never seen anything like this.

Cassie? Is any of The Club here?

Happy birthday

I'll be back in school tomorrow. Somebody needs to give me a ride though. I'm not walking. Unless Dad wants to get me a car.... Can't believe Homecoming is on Friday and I don't have a date. Kinda makes me miss Christopher back home, even if he was dull and already talking about marriage and families and stuff.

Who: Ethan Wate and Lena Duchannes
When: 11/08/15
Where: Ethan's
What: hanging out/date type thing
Warnings: Mentions of depression


( He was waiting for Lena to come over )

I can't believe my baby turns 1 next Sunday....where has the time gone? I'm not even close to prepared for setting up for the party.

You know what I love most about this place? The unpredictability of it.

This place is incredibly messed up.... I need some weed or something.

erin wkas right. othis cake she got folr me ids soo good. itp's lhike eatign um... what, ithe bejst thing everg.

There's something I need to speak with you about.

It's far too early for me to be awake... I have the worst hangover.