War Is Coming Communications.

That was the stupidest thing I've ever done. I'm glad that it was just a tv show. Also, really confusing, as we don't exactly have tv shows where I'm from.

I just really need to hit something. Does anyone here like to spar?

Well that was... different. Have to say I like the bartending gig better than being a receptionist.


[Those from Dr. Sexy Show]

I vote we all get some good food, good drinks and forget that ever happened

[Gabriel]

So, the moon. Only if you can bring me back too. And I can still breath and such while there.

I set my jacket on fire.

Now I know what you're thinking. "Kenzi, you are a perfectly sane, yet adorable, individual. Why in the world would you go around setting things that you absolutely love aflame?"

1. I'm adorable? Aw, flatters.
2. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I didn't pick up matches. I didn't throw them at clothes. I did not, in any way, trash my one of a kind, personally altered leather jacket just because I felt like channeling my inner pyro by setting fires to feel joy. No. Nyet. Nah-uh. Not me. What I did do was reach for it before the flames of frickin' jacket ruining hell SPAWNED from MY HANDS and LANDED ON MY BABY.

She was innocent. She was young. She did not, in any way, sign up for this.

Alright, folks. I've had experience with the occasional power swapping, losing, and gaining, so instead of everyone exclaiming and questioning what's happened, let's try to see if we can get things detailed a bit, shall we?

Please comment here if you have gained or lost powers, or if you suddenly have different powers than before. Please include when you first noticed this and what you were doing at the time, and if you did anything different from normal in, say, the last 24 hours or so.

I know that some of you are experiencing abilities that are confusing or frightening, and I'll help you however I can, and I would suggest those who have had those abilities speak up to help those who are new to them.

What the hell, Tamsin?

For those of you who knew him, Hale is gone.

[ooc: Lost Girl peeps, please assume Bo found you and told you in person before this post]

( Kenzi )

I know I said it already, but I am so, so sorry, Kenz.

Well, that sucked. Saved one to lose another.

We've still got a problem on our hands, guys. Dimitri turned Rose before we got there. And, she knows how we think. And, knows us.

We need to save her, and fast. Before she does too much damage.

Right.

I have hidden away long enough. I have a daughter here, a beautiful daughter. I have family, god help me I even have friends. I miss Caroline of course. But life goes on.

And I got to experiment with abilities across worlds.

Its not the worst place to be

I shouldn't have laughed so hard when Finn tripped over his own two feet and knocked himself out.

I believe the saying goes what goes around comes around. Apparently Leprechauns stole my shoes.

Leprechauns are not exactly what I thought they'd be from pictures I've seen.

[Clarke]

I've got a couple of glasses and a bottle with our name on it.

I never thought I'd hate leprechauns so much. Until one dumped green paint over my head, and now I am green from head to toe.

Now, normally, I really don't mind being covered in paint. I'm an artist, so it comes with the territory. But I do mind having paint dumped on me suddenly without any warning whatsoever.

I need a shower. Or five. SO MUCH PAINT YOU GUYS.

Oh, whoop-de-doo, I'm back in Kansas. Saying this was unexpected is the understatement of the year.

Still, better than the alternative, probably. Providing that my peeps are here. And, yes. I mean you Kenz. You better still be here.

Oh, and someone catch me up. What the hell is a beannanach doing here? Well, a weird this world version of it, anyway.

Right, question, what are we doing about that vampire's leftovers? Because there's a dead body in the alley behind Bed of Roses and I'd guess this might not be the kind of thing we want to call the police for.

Three months into the year and not a single sign of the "terrible twos" until this morning. I'd read horror stories but nothing could have prepared me for the temper tantrum that Aidan threw. Correction, is still throwing. If only there was an Americano strong enough to get me through the rest of this day.

You know, I've had some pretty weird days, but this is a whole different level.

You'd think I'd be used to getting thrown headlong into new situations, but mostly I'm just tired of it. I could use a break from the whole 'life getting shaken up' thing. The League is going to be pissed.

Y'know, I've said a lot of bad things about this place since getting here, but really? It's not that bad. Actually, it's pretty awesome when you think about it. Like, a billion and one times better than Panem.

Shine on, Lawrence, you crazy diamond.

Sarah Manning: you are especially awesome, thanks for not letting that angry ghost woman eat me last night. You rock, girl.

Kenzi: you still owe me that drink, sister. But I forgive you, because guess what? You're also awesome. Pick a place and the first round's on me.

I think I might have finally started learning my way around Lawrence.

[Connor and/or other hacker types]

Somebody told me that I should talk to you guys to get an ID and some work records made if I wanted to try and work for the police here.

[Kenzi]

I need to talk to you about something. You got some time tomorrow for me lil mama?

Hey, Seal! Just because you give me one bestie doesn't mean you get to take another!

If anyone needs me, I'll be doing some heavy drinking in honor of Lois tonight. Anyone care to join? Something tells me LL would approve of a hard liquor related send-off.

(Bo)
How's it hanging, Succuface? Settling in okay? Everyone being nice to you? I've got a pair of especially flattering ass kicking boots on standby for the first person that gives you a hard time.

Right then, bitches.

The Seal's never going to stop being a jerk, and Kitten and I can't stay cooped up inside moping forever.  But I've got somewhere between 'jack' and 'shit' idea how we're supposed to entertain ourselves here. It's so weird, not having the endless cycle of interviews and training sessions and fancy galas and rebellions.

Suggestions on a postcard to 'Not Missing Panem One Bit', c/o Sanctuary.

First, Two things.

1. Holy Musical Gaga. I bow down to her voice. Girl needs to cut the synth yo.
2. This week, Bed of Roses. Free drinks for displaced. And natives that look at me with puppy eyes. I'm looking at you Sammikins.
2.5 Not you Damon. Not tonight. No harshing my happy


Its sucked. It has. But we're awesome and nothing has tried to brutally murder us in a while so score one for Team Lawrence.

Hi to you newbies. I'm Lexi, I run the most awesome bar in the city and I will do what I can to help you figure this crazy out. Also FYI  I'm down some bar staff so let me know if any of you might need some work

[Stefan]

How are you? I mean, you're down one blonde. And its kinda been a mess the last few weeks

[Che]

You, me, sangria and kareoke

Well I was just about to head home from my shop and I got hit by the most unpleasant hugging experience, so I think I'm going to head somewhere for a stiff drink instead.

Anyone heading to Bed of Roses tonight that fancy's joining me?