War Is Coming Communications.

I just wasted three hours of my beautiful, never-ending life on peopleofwalmart.com.

I've decided I want to live there, so that I can run the site and further ridicule the ugly people that choose to shop there.

Parker is missing, someone took my son. If any of you hear anything tell me immediately. [phone number here to cell]

[magical types filter]
I need a favor, can one of you teleport me back to Lawrence?

Even after living in an apartment for over a year, I'm still comfortable sleeping in dumpy old motel rooms. Go figure.

Lucifer creeping around the boards makes me uncomfortable. Do any of you tech savvy types have any idea how to block the Devil from accessing the site here?

(Booth)
Head's up. The wife wants to talk to you about your soul. You better listen to what she has to say.

(Dean)
When I'm done dealing with this, we should go on a road trip. See if we can dig up anything else about Lucifer.

Alright, now that I've got a semi-legal job, I think I'd like to meet some people. Is anyone interested in going out for drinks tonight? My treat.

ETA: It should be obvious, but just in case, bear in mind that if I get a huge group of people going, I might not be able to cover everybody. The job's not that good.

So, apparently there's not a conversion rate for gil-to-dollars. Also, motel managers don't seem to take gil, and get kind of pissed when you try to explain that the IOU you managed to talk them into a couple days ago won't be fulfilled for the foreseeable future.

Don't suppose anybody would let me couch surf until I find a job? And as an added bonus, this is blatant baiting for Ultimecia. No way would she leave an opportunity like that hanging.

ETA: For the record? A free apartment complex is one of the first things new people should hear about. Not something that gets found out when you're wandering around on the street hoping you're not going to have to check into a homeless shelter.

this feelin stuff aint fun. yay team stpid humans

an I found anothing. 

[ooc; hey look, she's doing that feeling thing in a poor manner. ^^]

No. More. Glitter.

For the record, randomly teleporting me around is probably the worst mistake you can make. I'm not your brainwashed servant anymore and I will hunt you down like a dog no matter how many eras or dimensions I have to go through. So why don't you just save me some time, Ultimecia, and get your freakish, tattooed ass out here now? I promise you it'll be so much worse for you if you make me hunt for you.

(OOC: Seifer is still working under the assumption that Ultimecia's dicking with him. Thus, hero!posturing. XD)