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Buon giorno, Valarnet. I am newly arrived to the network, though I have been in this Orange County for almost one year.

My name is Ezio Auditore da Firenze, though you may drop the last bit. I am a clinical psychologist who works with researchers at UCLA, though I also see patients three days per week. My job, it is fascinating, and I come to America from Italy because, well, you have more people here, so more people will need my services. No?

I look forward to meeting all of you.

Hey guys! Just wanted to let y'all know that the first Lacrosse game of the season is this Friday! So, obviously you should all come and watch me kick ass.

Hey. I'm Rukia. Ignore everything my brother just posted. He's kind of grumpy and can't control himself from being that way.

America is kind of weird, but okay.

Good morning Orange County! I finally joined this thing since I've been so busy prepping my new business that I haven't had ten minutes time of my own until now. I am Sage and I am the owner (well, with my brother) of Creative Dreams - a creative space for all kinds of art, music and the like!

So this is where the kids hang out these days? Whatever happened to selling hardcore drugs? Ah, the days of innocence and hardcore drugs.

I'm Joshua Nolan, at your service.

Ah swear with dreams come more weirdness than Ah really wanted with my weekend. Although ah'm at least sorting some of that out. Mostly. thanks, Raven, although now ah'm skeezed out by you hitting on me. just saying. we'll see what happens next, yeah? Although ah got to say if'n this keeps up, ah'm gonna be a hermit.

Filter: Jean Grey
You offered for me to come talk sometime.
When's good?

The one time I actually want some fuckery.

Snikt!

Good news: The Apocalypse was cancelled.

Bad news: My brothers are fighting again.

Related: If anyone on here happens to be named Adam Milligan, I'm so, so sorry.

Hello, internet. Just moved to town - can someone give me the name of a terrible bar? Good bars are overrated.

I had lots of dreams about my childhood. Well, my childhood in a different setting, but the faces were familiar. Dad, and the psychotic piece of shit Gregor. A short of....medieval setting, almost? Buildings of old stone, swords and a toy knight.

I'm probably drinking too much. Or better yet, not enough.

Wait. Why am I in university again? I haven't the foggiest what I want to do with my life, this just seems silly at this point.

I think I may be the only one here who enjoys their dreams. I'm sorry.