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Getting sent back home doesn't seem to be happening so time to get a job. Can I get leads on metalwork or something involving computers? Rather not do anything combatant right now.

I'm taking a vacation from Vallo and going down to Atlantis for the rest of the week. Morgan and Henry are in charge of things at the shop until I get back. This won't affect any commissions in progress, but I appreciate any understanding of minor delays.

Smiley day to y'all! I thought it'd be nice to talk about journaling! In times when the days seem to blend together, journaling helps you soul-touched separate one from the next, and also helps clear distressing thoughts invading your heads and dreams (I'm mighty curious about dreaming as I myself do not dream). It may not always feel pleasant, but disclosing emotions rather than stuffing them down is ultimately much more healthy! Some may have some secret pain or stressor that they cannot share with others, but seeing that translated into the written word that exists outside of your mind and heart can help make sense of it all!

Journaling also allows one to put experiences in sequential order, to examine cause and effect, and gain distance from events and situations. A stitch in time heals all wounds, and I'm sure y'all will make a beautiful tapestry!

Here's a good prompt in case you'd like to try it, and we can all be vulnerable with each other: In the book of your life, what would your chapters be called?

[Filtered to Morgan, Friends, and Mutuals]

Tomorrow afternoon, 2pm, Papa's Pride. It's Morgan's birthday! Which we're celebrating. I know he's not super about parties and food, so this is a celebration of friendship more than anything, and I've got a cake that looks like a big coffee cup for the rest of us who eat.

If you get the reference, you can have extra cake!

We're making great progress on our app for connecting minor Unfinished Business cases with people willing to help. If you're interested in being part of the beta test (launching in May), let me know here. We'll need people with varied skills and backgrounds, as the needs of our ghost clients span a pretty wide range.

[Filtered to Victor]
Hey, got word you might be interested in partnering with MageNet R&D on some of the Green Initiative work. Wanna chat?
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[Filtered to Murderbot]
Mei and I officially have the apartment visitor-ready. Would you care to join us for an inaugural movie-watching evening tonight?
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I need to confirm something I saw on this. The Library of Alexandria, it's here?

Smiley day to y'all! Thank you so much for your warm greetings and care that you've given to me and my compatriots! My name is Fresh Cut Grass, but some people call me FCG (with or with out the periods is fine!), Letters, or Grass. Just don't call me late for dinner!

Because I don't eat and you'd be waiting a long time.

I'm an aeormation, but you may know that as a robot or a droid. You know, I heard about the star wars and my sincere condolences to anyone involved! I sure hope they found the droids they were looking for. You may see me wheeling around and if so, say hi! Just, er, please don't throw trash in my mouth? It's okay if it happens, it happened earlier today! The person apologized, and we had a good laugh about it.

I was created to be a healer, but I like to think I'm a healer of the body and the mind and heart! If there's anything you would like to talk about, or if you need a boost of confidence or a weird ankle fixed, just say the word! It's okay to not be okay, and sometimes your body is manifesting woes because of troubles in the mind and the heart. Health and wellness are a journey, not a destination! I've already got myself set up at the hospital, I'm happy to work at your clinic, or go out with the defense teams too! I'm just really anx excited to get started giving to the community that's welcomed the Bells Hells with open arms!

My arms are open too, but sometimes my hand is a sawblade or a grappling cannon or a bolt thrower so you might want to be careful.

Hi! For those I haven't met yet, my name is Perfuma. I work at Yasha's Flower and Bug Shop, though honestly much more on the Flower side.

To keep from going on too much about what I can do with plants, I've learned there's a particular plant that's incredibly popular here and I've been producing a lot of it. People seem to have so many names for it! But I think it's just called cannabis? It smells really b Anyway, if you're in need of any, we have a literal endless supply at Yasha's!

[Scorpia]

I was thinking that if we're moving to Brightmoon that you really don't need to move back into the room you think of as a holding cell. There's plenty of room where I was staying. I mean, if you don't mind. I know my things and my routines can be a lot. I know they are a lot. BUT if you wanted? You could??

Would you rather have arms that:

• Shoot lasers.
  
• Throw grenades.
  
• Emit poison gas.
  
• Detach and become missiles.
  
• Other (please explain, but it must be murder).

Call this self-improvement.

I like Vallo, but there should be more spaceships and stations (sorry Morgan). This is the longest I've been planetside since I was manufactured four years ago. Weather.

Just as a head's up, since the pub will be busy beyond belief for St. Patrick's Day like it was last year (or so I'm hoping), I'm likely closing up for Valentine's Day this year just to give everyone a nice evening off.

Plus I just want to have it off and it makes the mos

[MORGAN YU]

How're you doing? Healed up alright?

Okay, so I just got hit with a new app development project. Since this is something I have even less experience with than romantic relationships, congratulations, you're now part of my market research.

The basics:

• With an ever-rising population of dead folks and the discovery of some misfiled items from about fifty years back, Ankou Coven's ended up with a significant backlog of "unfinished business" cases
  
• Ankou's personnel are overtaxed as it is, and spiritual triage dictates that they focus on the most pressing unfinished business first, so a lot of non-emergent but still significant cases are left waiting in line
  
• ...but luckily, we have a large untapped well of personnel in the form of Helpful Outlanders
  
• ...and with a little bit of cooperation between Enki, Ankou, and your friendly neighborhood app developer (who can actually stay in human form again, hooray), we think we can create an app that would put these Helpful Outlanders in touch with Spirits In Need.

So, here's phase one of my market research, to which any and all answers are appreciated:

• if this app existed, would you put a profile on it?
  
• If you were/are dead, what would you be looking for in a living problem-solver?
  
• If you were/are alive, what would you be looking for in a case to assist with?
  
• Thoughts on the name Medium? Better ideas?
  
• General thoughts and feelings on the project?
  
• Ideas for imagery to avoid, imagery to use, etc.?
  
• Would you be interested in assisting in a more official capacity? I'm perfectly happy to just make an app and walk away when it comes to you people hooking up and/or finding people to eat sushi in silence with, but we could probably use a little more involved community management here and a list of resources to contact in addition to what Ankou already has in place.
  
• Do you think we'll need to update the dick recognition algorithm for this?
  

Does anyone else have a TV series or movie they love from their world, but just doesn't seem to exist here?

I've bee digging for More Bones, the spin-off of Bones since I got here with no luck at all. Woke up this morning and the complete series was sitting on my shelf.

It's the greatest TV series out there. This is not open for debate or criticism.

so i've been doing some self-research, and it seems like my blend-in instinct is in overdrive

the oh-shit-we're-getting-attacked reflex is getting triggered too easily, and then i immediately turn into something new to try to preserve a sense of safety

best trick for avoiding it so far is floating in water in typhon form. water feels safe like space if i'm typhon, so i can stay one thing

not sure yet if the problem is neurological following impact trauma or psychological following unexpected failure to protect self

usually i'm the specialist on that, but i can only get so far trying to analyze myself, and i told hannah i'd get help if it went on more than a couple days

so...

we got any other brain guys around here? exobiologists? magineurologists? people with experience studying neural networks with atypical structures? note: must be chill with tentacles

i need some help figuring out if this is damage that needs repair or if i just need to keep floating a while til the stress eases up

and happy new year, my lunar calendar bros. mei, i still expect you to feed me dumplings

Well. Alright.

Thank you, Sabrina, for finding me in the forest and taking me to the Dead-On-Arrival DOA. I encountered a very gruesome creature near where I first showed up but it's an ice sculpture now. I doubt it will be moving anytime soon. Not the most figuratively moving or aesthetically appealing work of art I've ever done, but needs must and everything.

My name is Elsa. I come from a place called Arendelle, or as of more recent times, the Enchanted Forest. It's strange slightly terrifying? nice to meet everyone. None of this has sunk in yet--

See, this is why I prefer space stations to planets. You never just come across unexpected flora and fauna in a space station, and if you do, congratulations, your shit's fucked (see: Alien (1979), Aliens (1986), Ale-- you know what, the whole damn series). But now we're on a planet, and we don't know what all is on it, and then it's just a neverending symphony of "what the shit is thaaaaaaat". Even planets that have been explored for centuries are always turning up new species like the worst game of whack-a-mole ever.

Sigh. Targets acquired. Stay safe, unless you're a capitalist. See you fuckers on the flipside.

Really, what is one more? (This is Essek's fault.) (And yes she will be with me in class today.)

This is Frostbite:

WHO: Morgan Yu and Murderbot
WHAT: A dramatic reunion
WHEN: The night of the Yu Christmas Party
WHERE: Yu Manor
WARNINGS: Casual consideration of murder

(  He was no John Cusack and Morgan was no Minnie Driver, but they’d made things <i>work</i>, dammit, and he was furious that the Yu family’s bullshit had managed to wedge his boyfriend from his arms and back to Serendipity Hills. )

[ Private; Visible to Vallo Viewers ]

- New operations center. MILKMAN suspects nothing. Should vacate between 03:00 and 04:00 hours due to MILKMAN's early-riser schedule.

- TARGET assisting parents with preparations for annual Christmas party. TARGET appears happ hopefu physically unharmed. Parents appear pretentious as fuck.

- Guest list of 200 but well-curated. Won't be able to sneak in with stolen invitation. Will go double-duty as hired help. Catering service?

- Tonight I case the place. Yu Manor. What pieces of work.

- Remember: don't kill anyone. Even if they're awful and literally no one would miss them. TARGET would be sad. Repeat: don't kill anyone.

- These sugar cookies are dope. Good job MILKMAN.

[ /Private ]

Seasons greetings motherfuckers. Torunn's mead post reminded me that I wrote this last year:

As we near the holiday season, I'll remind you:

• Do not drink too much.
  • Because I know you will, as (most) of you are human and stupid, and drinking too much is how you demonstrate cheer without having to rely on creativity, when you drink too much and you are worried about getting home...
• Contact me to get you there safely.
• I am responsible, discreet, and used to having humans leak mysterious fluids of all kinds on me.
• I will ensure that you reach home without incident and will annoy you until you drink at least three glasses of water.
• Unless:
  • You want to talk about your feelings, my feelings, or some other person's feelings. I don't care.
  • You hit on me, flirt with me, or touch me inappropriately. I find human sexual interaction disgusting AF.
  • You insult me or behave rudely. I don't fucking put up with that. This is a free service. Behave like something better than your species.
  • Only the hockey humans may call me Murderbro. This is law.
• Thank you and stay safe.
  • Unless I don't like you, in which case, die in a snowbank.

It all still applies. Don't fuck yourself up this holiday season or I'll do it for you. And a happy New Year.