War Is Coming Communications.

You're very pretty. I don't knkow if I've ever told you that but it's true.

Thanks to everyone who came out last night and made it an amazing birthday party. I am pretty sure I don’t remember half of it which is usually a sign that it was great--and hey, this year I am 99% sure no one was possessed! I call this win-win.

I am not going to look back at the posts and see though.

Clark, thanks for taking me home and putting me to bed even if you did lose my shoes. I miss my shoes. They were really good shoes.

And now for the serious part of this post.

JASON TODD. You do not bring a girl home in the middle of the afternoon--on your damn motorcycle--after having taken off with her in the middle of the party (I think, I’m kind of vague on that) and then not give her a kiss goodbye. What the hell? And don't try to lie. I saw the two of you!

And now that’s done, I’m going to go back to watching movies and requesting more pancakes because who cares if it's lunchtime. I want pancakes.

OH! Emma, please tell me I can get copies of the photos Henry took.

[[someone got hit with the lowered inhibitions spell]]

You know, I should really get on this network more. I've been here for months and I hardly know any of you. I'm usually happier keeping to myself, but right now that seems like a really stupid way to be. It's a beautiful day outside, if I were home my best friend and I would be out in the woods, hunting. I miss it there sometimes, but even with an apocalypse it's better here. You've all been very nice, and it actually seems sincere.

What's there to do around here outside?

Given the latest post about a spell being done and people seeming less guarded, were you affected?

You people.

You all should have been dead long ago with how you act. Or have you just assumed someone else will clean up your messes this long.

Dude, seriously?

Oh god.
I can't believe I
I know better

I am so sorry everyone. I was a bit tipsier than I'd realized and I did a spell to help relieve the tension around here. I apologize to any and all that were affected by my actions.

Ways I can tell something is seriously off around here:

1) I actually wish I'd had a party to be at and drunk post from last night
2) I kind of want to get out and do things
3) I can actually feel magic trying to counter mine. Which is uncool. Confessions? Anyone? Looking at you, Wyatt
4) I just like lists. I think it's the neurotic thing.

I saw that you were feeling ill earlier so if you still are, you can disregard this, but I was wondering if you would be willing to help me choose an audition song for an audition I have in a few weeks?

Well, that was interesting. It was kinda fun. Doesn't usually happen to me but it was a nice change from the normal But now, stuff to do. I'm going leave town soon to take care of a hunt. Ghost incident, haunting in Iowa. Got my car loaded with some salt, iron poker, shovels, and a few other things. I've went out for similar stuff before but wouldn't mind partnering up with another person if they want to go. Preferably experienced at this kind of thing. I'd go alone, but having assistance would help.

[Zatanna]
Hi, I'd like to ask something. I'm Damien.. one of the new patrol guys. I have a bunker room in my basement. It's got protections against invasion as well as the usual things to ward off demons, ghosts, angels, etc. I've been looking into having extra protective wards put on it. Can never have too much security Oliver had mentioned your name as someone to talk to about getting this done, so.. could you? I could even pay a fee if necessary, it's not a problem.

[Oliver+Chloe]
Hey, so that meeting introductory meeting thing. I could come in today, unless you're busy with something. But if this is short notice.. we could maybe do it in a few days when I get back. Already checked the schedule, other patrollers have those times that cover my absence period. It will be quick. Talk to people, research history, find grave, dig, burn bones

[ooc: pretend this was posted while everyone was still happy]


My head feels like someone is dancing the Bachata on my skull, the contents of my stomach have gotten pretty acquainted with the toilet, and I'm sure some time during the night I've gained a new power because wow does everything sound louder hangover I have not had you and ages and ... I don't mind this - yes, I have a point, and my point is, I really don't care. I just don't.

I feel happy and I feel sharey. Which is probably something that I should be wary about - but whatever, sharing is caring, and I really think we need more of that here. So, I spent most of the morning baking pie. And cupcakes. With rainbows on them. They're pastel colored! They're in the main kitchen.

But I don't think food is the only thing that we should get to sharing. I think, weirdly enough, that we should use this opportunity to get to all know each other better. Somebody throw up a meme or a Dumbledore vs. Obi-wan (who would win?). Or I know! I know just the thing:

[Here is embedded the video Andrea took of Lois' speech]

I think Lois has very good point! People should just make out with the person they want to make out with. Unless they don't want to make out with you - then you should just firmly shake their hand.

What you shouldn't do is this:

[Enclosed is a security footage of this thread]

It's an oldie but a good one. Violence isn't the answer, especially not clown-violence. Because Sam is weird. Todavía estoy seguro de que soy el único cuerdo de mis amigos. Eso es preocupante en perspectiva. I know. I know. This is coming from me - but I haven't wanted to punch one single person all day. It's felt good. Maybe people should try it, ya know?

Lastly. To end my speech of pies, makeouts, and not-violence, I give you this:



My name is Andrea Rojas. Everyone have a very, very, VERY, very great day!

[Texts to Dick]

» This is my check in text to see how you are doing.
» Considering your whole 'sell my soul but not really' trick I feel you need this once a week at least.
» Not to mention you kind of cut out early yesterday.
» Let me know you're alive.


[Texts to Clark]

» Don't forget you need to let the editor know by tomorrow if you're agreeing to his crazy gimmick idea.
» We might as well since it'll mean he gets off our back whenever we have to not be at work randomly because of crazy Seal crap.
» It's not like the damn Lois&Clark jokes can possibly get any worse at work anyway.

When inhibitions get lowered, I apparently go into maternal caregiver overdrive and bake like an insane woman. On the plus side, the flat smells amazing. And I'm pretty sure at least one or two things have made me Freddie's favourite for the week. I have to earn that place on a consistent basis.

However, on delivering these things to people who clearly need mothering a little extra love, I discovered that the Seal has apparently returned Percy Jackson. I'm sorry for those who were friends with him. He didn't have many but He was such a good kid and It's better this way. Living here has taught me that. He missed his friends and his mother. I just know what's coming for him and it's horrible and

All that being said, there are still a few Esterhazy Tortes, several plum dumplings, and a rather massive amount of my mum's Hungarian creme puffs if anyone has a sweet tooth.

(OOC: If your character is friends with or has ever been coddled by Florence, consider a delivery of tasty sweets to your door a given!)

So now that I'm not buzzed? loopy? smashed? under the influence, I thought I'd give you a sober apology. Maybe I went a little over the top with things that were said.

For someone who is not a mother to be called one so lightly is more than insulting to those of us who are actually mothers. I especially take more offense to it because I lost Christina. Yes I have Emily now and I consider her my daughter, but there is a difference between being called mother because you have raised a child for the whole of their life and being called mother because you looked after a child for a short period of time when the Seal was having its fun. Even if the name is meant in a playful manner, it is still greatly insulting.

Perhaps I am letting this bother me too much, but anything regarding mothers or children will always strike a nerve with me. No matter how long I will have Emily, that does not change the fact I lost Christina, and it takes far more than a two week babysitting job to be considered a mother.

I do apologize for this, but it irritates me. And I figured expressing such things was better than simply keeping them to myself and letting them fester inside me.