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Nope. Still can't sing a note.

My sister sounds lovely, though.

When weird things happen, my first instinct is to come check this message board. I showed up to work this morning to find the other mechanics singing and dancing around the cars while doing an oil change. Singing? Dancing? Really? Come on, Orange County, this is bizarre, even for you.

You guys don't want to know what rhymes with Carburetor.

[General lock to people Kitty considers friends. This is a fairly wide lock XD]

Hello! This is Kitty, and I'd like to invite you to Xi'an and my's wedding. It's February 16th, at [location]. I know it's kinda short notice, so I'll have a webstream setup for those who can't make it! I'm not sure there's enough room for all the people I'd want to invite anyway.


[Obi-wan]

You're my best man. Got it?

[Thor, Jubilee, Navi, Illyana and Clarice]

Brides maids?

[Hermione]

Would you like to be one of my Brides Maids?

[Pete & Scotty]

You'll be there?

[Xi'an]

We need a maid of honor for you!

I'm having far too much fun in my pick-up rugby team, I may never leave Irvine.

If anyone wants to join us, by the way, we're a very friendly group of lads. Ladies welcome too, of course. We're not overly competitive, we really just play for a bit of fun over at the Irvine campus, since a few of the boys go to school there.

This epidemic is really having it's go at people, huh?

Well. So far I seem unscathed, as it were. And, uhm, I am a Doctor. So if anyone needs help with -anything at all- please let me know.

It is odd to find myself here, now, with no memory, no real knowing of what is going on. Being sick sucks, and being sick while not knowing where you are, or who you are? That is even worse.

They call me Illyana, but I do not... I do not know the name. Or the faces around me. I do not like this being sick, if this is what it does to your mind. Amnesia sucks even more than being sick.

Which should not be possible, but it is.

And being sick means I feel tired, but bored. So, for all of you out there... why are you here?

I hate hospitals. I really do. They smell weird, people are sick all around me, and the ER sounds like everyone is trying to get someone else's attention without saying anything.

I got put into a special room with all the other sick people, and we're being seen in order of severity. So I'll be here for a while. Which is great, because what I wanted to do today was sit in a processing room full of germs and spit instead of at home with my dog surrounded by only my own germs and spit. Plus, I'm really sad about the Black Widow dying. That was the only reason to even have a tv anymore.

None of the people they've called back have come out again, yet. I guess they really are going to keep us all. I'll probably just get stuck in the hall, since I'm not too bad off yet. One of the few times it doesn't pay to be on the healthier end of the scale.

I'm so bored. So, so bored. More than I'm scared, crappy feeling, or tired. BORED.

I could not resist since it is Halloween and I am still caring for the kittens.

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It seems I have found my own litter of kittens. They have been following me around all weekend like a goddess and have now found their way to the dance studio. Good news is they are happy to sit in their box and watch me dance. My new dance is very catlike, fierce, and will make a good audition piece.

That being said, anyone missing their kitten(s)?

Today will be the day that you will always remember as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow.

Savvy?

Has anyone else found objects that pertain to their dreams? I've found three, so far, and I know others have as well. I'll take the risk and share.

A charred spacehelmet.
Implants.
A vehicle. Mako no!

We've discovered the Blackbird underneath Urdnot Ranch. Beneath the tennis courts. It can fly, but the computer system is missing, so none of the advanced technology is working. No stealth, no weapons.

It just appeared one day, in a hanger that we hadn't built.

In other news, it looks like Gambit is around. I think we should let him come to us.

Has anyone heard anything more about Wanda?

This is random and very specific, but is there a Black Widow on here?

We're going looking at a house Wednesday! I want to make sure we all like the place.


Additionally, we're all going to dinner Friday, I made reservations at a nice restaurant!

Well.

Safe to say the new boosters worked.

For Halloween, I'm going as Iron Man.

Don't tell me I can't, because I paid millions of dollars to build this thing and I can do whatever the fuck I want with it, including extort candy. And by candy I mean alcohol. And by extort I mean go to my birthday party where I own the alcohol.

You see where I'm going with this. Come to my party because there's going to be alcohol there.

It is Sunday and it is slow at my magic shop.

Let us have some more confessional. You all seem to enjoy that.

Do you have a 'bucket list'? If so, name something that is on it. I will start, of course.

I saw no reason to have a 'bucket list' when I was dying before, but I think I will start one up, now. I am not certain the types of things that should go on these, and perhaps this point will get me in trouble with my girlfriend, but I have put 'kissing a man at least once' on my list.

Feel like I've come out of a long sleep and the world is topsy turvy.

Why am I grieving for people who weren't real?

My nightmares seem to be about my father injecting me with spider venom because I'm dying.

Why can't I even escape dying in my dreams?

Do I have a giant sign written on my forehead that says 'You're going to die?'

Wow, this is seriously morbid. Oops.

Right, note to self:

NO TOPLESS TEXTING UNTIL THIS ALL GETS SORTED.

I mean, not texting whilst topless, texting photos of topless self.

I think I'm going to start counting the days I'm still alive, rather than counting down to death.. :)

There are people worse off than yours truly. People with actual diseases and who really are dying right this moment. So I should shut up, yeah?

[Locked and filtered to: Clarice, Dani, Illyana, Jean, Jubilee, Kitty, Moira, Neena, Rahne, Wade, Xi'an. Also open to Wrex, Obi and Shepard]

I had a conversation with Illyana the other day, and she suggested something that I think might better describe the goal that we should have. I wanted to get this up before I went to bed.

It's not a school. It's more like a Mutant Outreach Center.

I have just finished my first day as both a member of the working world and a woman who runs a store entirely by herself.

This is an interesting feeling. I am not sure I like people as much as I thought I did, but I do enjoy taking their money and reading their cards.

I did not know it was possible for feet to hurt this much.

So, we're going to be house hunting. Four bedrooms, five at the most, as we want the twins to have their own rooms, and Illyana and her girlfriend will be staying with us. Does anyone have any neighborhood recommendations?

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[Open to everyone below this point]

My best friends are all trolls.

Good night folks!

[Locked and filtered to: Clarice, Dani, Illyana, Jean, Jubilee, Kitty, Moira, Neena, Rahne, Wade, Xi'an. Also open to Wrex, Obi and Shepard]

Okay folks. We need to get things organized a little better, mostly so Wrex knows who's working with us. The underground areas are complete and we've started construction on the main buildings. What, if anything, are we all contributing, not just now, but once everything is set up? Some of us have already discussed what we want to do as a field team, but there's also helping kids out, and other people manifesting strange powers who are adults.

Some of you may not be fully aware of what's going on. In short, we want to have a groundwork in place. Most of us have experienced traumatic memories along with powers manifesting. Not everyone is going to handle that well, and that's what we want to be able to help.

Also. Psychiatrists. Anyone know any good ones?

I'm really sorry about just..spiriting away with Illyana. We're okay. We've spent most of today recoveringresting.

So I am babysitting little children for what I think will end up being this entire weekend.

This should be interesting.

It was a brilliant day at work; not a single person implied I was too stupid to do my job --- said no one whose ever worked a customer service based job ever.

Alright. So I’m Mickey Smith, please no mouse jokes, god I’m tired of mouse jokes. What’s up?

It seems I became well acquainted with taking the life of others at a very young age in this dream land I keep visiting in my sleep.

I am not sure if I wish to keep having more of these dreams or if I need to know what sort of monster I become.

And Danielle.

That was not a kindness you paid those men, letting me send them to Limbo like that. Better if you had let me shoot them.

Illyana, stay inside. I mean it. There's a big angry green guy on the rampage, and you do not want to be in his way.

That goes for everyone else, for that matter.

What has two thumbs and didn't wake up until after the sun went down? This guy.

First things first. Time to put together a meal that encompasses all the best things about breakfast lunch and dinner.

Hello Valarnet. I'm Tony Stark.

Listen, we're announcing a new prototype phone tomorrow morning. Should ship in September, but I like to get the ball rolling with the people who kept my ass from being bored in the hospital. Here, I present you all with ( a present. )

Should arrive in tomorrow's mail. Let me know what you think. Should be compatable on your networks, if it's not let me know. The first in a long line of Shit You'll Like©.

We've changed around our plans for the theatre. Julius Caesar starts on the first and will only run until the middle of August, and then we'll be showing our original play Naked Humanity until September, when we'll take a two week hiatus for renovations, and return with Wicked.

I take it I'm not the only one with a half-dozen or more furballs now? We need to have a plan.

I'm on my way to Fluttershy's petshop, if anyone wants to help. She has even more.

I have now been appropriately welcomed to California.

Katya? Clarice? Xi'an?

Leong and Nga are safe.

I deny all responsibility for how that copy of Fifty Shades wound up in the breakroom. Even though I've been reading Edward in our Twilight re-enactments when we're bored with no calls, there are standards I will not be breaking. I will not be Christian Grey or whatever her name is.

Really. No matter what your sexual fantasies of me are, co-workers. There are boundaries you know.

At any rate, I'm denying knowledge of how that happened. Really. Truthfully.

...Why is it nobody believes me anymore?

...that I am in dire need of some advice.

Not advice about romance and other diversions. Yours truly has those matters under control.

I mean advice of the house buying variety. Where can a boy from the South find the nicest and preferably the most expensive beachfront properties, in these parts?

Y'know, I don't understand why people complain about these dreams. Mine are kinda kickass - there's this girl with Mayan tattoos on her hips, and damn, the things she can do...

Best dreams I've ever had.

Next week my theatre will begin doing our interpretation of Twelfth Night, which will run until the end of of the month, followed by Julius Caesar until the end of August, when we'll start showing our first original play, tentatively titled Naked Humanity.

I'll have some more information on that later.

[Theatre Website]

[Locked to Illyana]

I can get you and your friends some tickets to Twelfth Night if you like.

[Locked to Pete Wisdom]

I'll send you two tickets once we have the official schedule.

So cotton candy is the best. It's sweet, delicious, and light, and is better than tacos and chimichangas combined.

Except maybe fish tacos. Those are the best tacos, with just the right flavor.

The sex is pretty good too!

So I've avoided this up until now but I've been thinking about it more and more and after a talk with an old man in a Wal-mat it got me to thinking a bit. I feel embarrassed even asking this.

Does anyone know a blonde Russian former cancer patient? I never even got her name.