War Is Coming Communications.

Okay, could someone tell me what's going on? Why are we in Kansas? I've got to get my boyfriend home, okay. This isn't cool.

Just a quick question.

Is it even possible for Bobby to go more than half an hour without insulting our intelligence levels? I mean, honestly. I know we're new to this, but simply being new and making our best attempt to pick up the material does not make us idiots. Not me, at least.

Also, has anyone ever bothered telling him to not talk to everyone that way? Because I have a feeling it's only going to be a matter of time before I end up giving him a piece of my own min

I know you don't wanna hear from me but...can we you know...talk?

Is that what you say talk
I probably sound like a freaking girl
Crap

Alright, I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this but I've been thinking about it for awhile now and I confess, I'm at my wits end. So I'm coming to you all for advice.

Exactly how am I supposed to top a literal trip to the moon on the first date? It seemed like a great idea at the time, but now I'm beginning to wonder if perhaps I set the bar just a bit too high. Thoughts?

Okay, two things:

(1) How drunk was I last night? No, wait. Better question. How drunk am I right now?
(2) Lawrence, Kansas. Not exactly the place for a guy like me, if you know what I'm saying. Seriously, I've been at political parties more exciting than this city.

Okay, okay. I lied. There's another thing:

(3) This is the worst abduction plot I've ever been unfortunate enough to take part in. If you're gonna kidnap the CEO of Stark Industries, at least have the common sense to keep him from wandering off and getting onto a public message board. Or, better yet, don't leave him in his Audi, forget to take the case with what you wanted from him in the first place, and then let him wander off. Just a suggestion.

And one more:

(4) What did you do with the supermodel? The...Victoria. Vicky. Valerie?

Well, that club meeting was somewhat disast certainly different than I'm used to.

Just a note: I didn't sign up to be in Vocal Adrenaline 2.0.

So, it's been a while since I've done this and we've had loads of people that have shown up here since the last time. So, time for it again.

Name's Epiphany Greaves. I'm an alchemist. You need some sort of potion or whatever? Come see me, we'll work something out. I make everything from simple little hangover remedies to addiction breakers (that take several doses, mind you, nothing's good enough to knock out a real addiction with just one does) to truth potions to... well, think of something, I can probably make it. I charge, but not out the ass or anything.

And for those of you that already know me, whatcha think of my new hair?

Edit: Oi, I know some of you peeps also make potions and shit. Any chance you'd be into trading info on how you do it/what you can make for how I do it/what I can make?

What the hell Hummel Kurt that really hurt. Is that how it is now, you're an alcoholic and randomly punch people?

Thanks for the welcome.

...wtf. What the hell is going on? Az, wtf man?