February 25th, 2012
Is there an official Glitter Fan Club? If there's not, there should be. I think I should start one. Emily, you can be my VP. We'll found it and run it and it'll be wonderful! I have no idea what a Glitter Fan Club would actually do, but there it is.
[Mom & Dad]
Я не люблю выходные больше, потому что я тоскую без Вас парни. Я даже не имею школы, чтобы отвлечь меня, и это не никакое развлечение.
Только, таким образом Вы знаете, когда я возвращаюсь к моему времени? Я спрашиваю собаку. Я надеюсь, что Вы - готовы к этому!
[I don't like the weekends anymore because I miss you guys. I don't even have school to distract me and it isn't any fun.
Just so you know, when I get back to my time? I'm asking for a dog. I hope you're are ready for that!]
Complex Residents
Ignore the noises.
Loki
Why?
It's Friday.
[Text to Rae]
I'm bored. Lets fix this.
[Text to Chuck]
Hi dad. I think I might go out.
So, family time doesn't work out very well, so the rest of you know.
[Pete]
I know she was being resistant, but really...getting someone to rick roll us?
I don't know whether it's funny or annoying now.
[Ella]
Make it stop.
Why did you have someone do that in the first place, sweetheart?
[Tessa + Darcy's Family/Friends]
If there's anything I can do for any of you to help please let me know.
Having any luck?
[ooc: Loki assumes they are working on Darcy; he doesn't know, because filters, but it's a logical conclusion to reach, so yes.]
[Thor]
Getting angry, yet?
[Return text to Darcy A.]
»Hey. SOrriy culdnt get to hte phone
[Return text to Fayina!]
»i tried duno who won
[ooc: sent about a day later after being conscious and in the safe house. : D]
Goooooooooooooood morning, sunshine.
Anyone else stuck wondering how long we're going to be here for?
I don't mind the visit, but it's becoming increasingly inconvenient.
Someone should make me a sandwich.
If you still fancy that coffee, I'll be in [coffee place] at 2pm.
[ooc: Ron will find a rather delicious looking assortment of sandwiches on a platter in his apartment. IT'S A TRAP.
All the sandwiches contain a slow-acting poison! It will cause paranoia, hallucinations, and eventually, if left alone for a few days, can lead to death. Magical/power-y healers will be able to remove it, at some point, if desired, but it is probably not going to be something normal modern medicine can identify.
HAVE FUN, RON.]
They're not here.
(OOC: future!Blue has been teleporting around the world since Wednesday, trying to verify the distinct lack of Cthulhu. It isn't at all that his mun totally forgot he was going to be brought in then. Noooooope. >.>)
A Mrs.Moriarty contacted me. Thanked me for her way of life. I don't really know what I should be thinking of this.
Oh I feel like shit
ugh, I feel like a truck hit me...
Wish Katherine had showed...oh well, the strawberries were good...so was the champagne
[ooc: Yes, Katherine nommed on his blood but bite wound got all healed, they had more fun, thus he has sore muscles. But I figure she only gave him a few drops to just heal the wound. So, sore muscles, no bite marks that appear vampire-y, that's about it :)]
» Happy birthday bestie
» Present should be arriving soon
[Ooc: About half an hour later is delivered a box of animal-shaped french fries!
I was directed here by somebody in the library, so I'm really hoping this is the right place. If not, ignore me. I'm clearly mentally unstable and you should probably just pretend that I never posted anything here.
But, if this is the right place, please don't ignore me or write me off as a mental case.
I'm lost. Misplaced. I don't really know what to call what I am, but the gist of it is that I was in Gotham and three seconds later I was in Kansas. If there's an explanation for this, I'd really like to hear it. Because right now? Everything I come up with makes absolutely no sense.
I have spoken with Claudia, and she will join us.
I don't want to do this
Bit late and I apologize for not informing you sooner but I was making sure they he was out of danger but I found Dick and Jason. He's safe and recovering.