War Is Coming Communications.

Can someone please help me turn my brother back into a real boy?

This place again? And it says its almost a year later? It's only been a few weeks since...

You can't be serious...

...I need a drink, and a room in the complex.

Last time I checked it was impossible to leave the parallel universe. I tried my phone and it doesn't work so where the hell am I?

Great. So now my hallucinations include people that I've never seen before. Seriously, what the hell?

Anyone know why there was a pair of socks in the freezer?

And it's $2 draft night at my bar tonight.

Someone should really get to work on an alternate dimension cell phone plan. At least my ipod came with me. I'd be lost without Dashboard Confessional. I should probably be panicing or something right now shouldn't I? What can I say, I'm a brighter side of things kind of guy.

So Angel.....as a puppet, can you go out in the sun? Or would you still burst into flames?

I just had a vision...I'm trying to make it out...

I think Jack's gone...

Dr. Dillamond, Nessa, Fiyero, Jack...

I want a milk shake.

I miss home.

Part of me just wants to go out, have a drink, have fun, but I don't even know if fun is possible here.

This is seriously fucked up. A girl gets stabbed in the fucking tit by her traitorous bff and she ends up in Kansas?

I'd rather get a ticket back to Devil's Kettle. Now, fuckers.

Kansas leaves much to be desired.

Jennifer's here. She's the girl posting about Devil's Kettle.

No one trust her.

Edit: Just to clarify why no one should be trusting her? She's an evil hellbitch. She eats people. As in, Colin's remains were described as "lasagna with teeth."