September 11th, 2012
Dawn, Peter, I have good news. Xander still exists. I just thought you two would want to know. :D
I will never forget 9/11. Today is an important day in America's history. All branches have their issues but when it counts we all pull together and that's what I love about this country. We all have one common goal in the end to fight for freedom. Before I arrived I just came off a tour to Afghanistan. I'm proud to have served in the United States Army's 101st Airborne Division, 75th Ranger Regiment. Rangers Lead the Way.
I know we've had a handful of new arrivals since I last brought this up. If anyone here is interested in theater work of any sort, be it performing, writing and composing, management, or backstage work like set building, costumes, makeup, etc., I'm leading a group of performers. We're still in planning stages, and we could really use more help, especially for behind the scenes work.
Magic-users, we specifically need some help from you. Zatanna was going to help us with glamours so that we wouldn't attract too much attention for having celebrity facetwins. With her gone, we'll need someone else to help us out.
[Filtered to the Theater Group]
Hey everyone. Meant to send this over the weekend, but... well. Shit happened, obviously. To those of you who've lost friends, my sincerest condolences.
We're now down at least a couple of members of our already tiny group. Zatanna's gone, and Oliver, who was going to sponsor us, but they're the only ones I know for certain. I've seen a few of you popping up on the boards. Others, not so much. Please respond to this so we know who all is still here. [EDIT] Maureen is gone as well. And possibly Rachel - love, if you are here, speak up![/edit]
On a more positive note, Marguerite and I went looking around for a venue last weekend, and we've found a few places we could try renting out. I know a couple of you have money to spare thanks to the Seal or wish-baubles or what the fuck ever. I'm not going to demand any one person pays for the whole thing, but whatever you can contribute would be much appreciated.
We need to figure out what sort of show we're going to put on. I believe someone suggested a cabaret style show, the last time we met up? Anyone have other ideas, come talk to me.
[Ariel]
I just wanted to say how very sorry I am about your boyfriend. If you need some time, I will completely understand.
For those who knew her, Anya was sent back.
Some other bitch is on my twitter account. And my tumblr apparently. And I can't log in to either. So she changed my password, too.
I am about to get medieval on someone's ass. What even, internet?? DNW.
And I miss Kitty and I miss Jane and I even miss Lizzie and her cranky face nagging. Beginning to think this place sucks.
someone check if he's a demon
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[ooc: At this point he can't reply to messages, he's basically locked himself in the shower and proceeded to have a panic attack whee :D]
This is highly unusual. I mean, I thought about getting away from Sunnydale for a little while, but I wasn’t thinking of going all the way to Kansas. Reminds me a little too much of my hometown for any real sort of comfort.
Could someone tell me how I got here, please?
[The usual filters were added against Evil and Lucifer when Peter told her to do so.]
Okay so...Lawrence, Kansas is definitely a bit of a ways to travel from South Dakota in the blink of an eye.
Artifact, right Clauds? Pete? Myka? Artie?
The best thing about this place just vanished. Do people do that? They just vanish? I didn't want Buffy to Am I going to vanish? Are all of YOU going to vanish? Will we all just magically cease to exist? What's going on?!
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ah. i see .it is like a typewriter without pages
But where does the message go/
?
And to whom?
Someone has managed to create a telegram and a typewriter as one device?
Testing TESTING, OH. NO, NOT THAT KEy
This is a rather fascinating device. Who is responsible for this marvelous creation? I feel I should send them a letter of commendation. Or perhaps a basket of fruit.
Also, I seem to have misplaced some things. Well, an entire house, I suppose. Also a dog, a goat, and my colleague. This has been a most strange day. If anyone can point me in the direction of a Doctor John Watson, or tell me where Baker Street has gone, I would be most obliged.
...additionally, could someone explain to me why I am being repeatedly accosted by excitable middle-aged women? It is most distracting.
I am General Roy Mustang. If this is a kidnapping it was rather poorly constructed attempt. This is your only warning, release me or you will discover why they call me the Flame Alchemist.
Fuck my life. No, seriously. Just fuck it. I'm done giving a shit. I'm getting completely plastered tonight and if anyone gives a damn, make sure I get back alive. If not, I don't fucking care.
Shitfuckshitshitshit Guys. I messed up. Like, really big. Uhhhhh. Fuck, you're all going to hate me.
Jack got killed. The shifter got him.
Edit: NEVER MIND. Apparently he's not dead now. And he's complaining about his shirt.
[Filtered to Myka]
So, you know how H.G.'s neurotic's been showing a little more than usual the last couple days? Uhmm.... [screenshot of Helena's recent web history, including various science-y websites and things about nuclear and alternative power sources]
I'm trying not to freak out, here, Mykes, but...uhhh....help?!
[Filtered to H.G.]
Hey, you know, concerned daughter-type over here... You've been kind of...off...the last few days? Everything okay?
» where r u?
» hes here
[another one a bit later]
» fuck amy answer me
» please
[aaaaand another]
» GOD FUCKING DAMMIT AMY
» ANSWER ME ALREADY
Cho, was chick!Wolverine kicking you in the balls not enough of a message? Do you want to be picking uru metal out of your teeth, is that it? WE ARE NOT A TEAM. STOP TELEPORTING US PLACES. And if you're gonna do it then by Odin's sweaty ballsack at least make it a place with some action! What the fuck is there to do in Kansas? Dr. Doom wants to conquer the whole world and EVEN HE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT KANSAS. Fuck, dude, at least last time it was a hell-carrier with shark-men that wanted to wake up Cthulhu or some shit.
Xander.
Question for you.
How do you feel about blondes?
And just a suggestion I'm throwing out there, but it could help with the whole missing your friend thing, but I have this adopted little sister, Stephanie Brown (you may know her as Batgirl) and I feel she doesn't eat lunch properly.
What do you think about you taking her out to lunch one day?
Let me know and get back to me on that.