War Is Coming Communications.

Clark, I need to talk to you about seeing one of those spiffy containment cells of yours.

Fellow tech-types...Let's set up some meeting times to discuss ideas for this containment plan. We've all got different ways of approaching these things and we've gotta try to make all of them work together.

So Klaus issued a challenge and I refuse to back down. So in the most diplomatic way possible, we're going to settle this once and for all. Suggestions will be welcomed. Rudeness and cruelty will not.

Yes, we have many people here who could be considered dangerous. And yes, it's helpful to know we could defend ourselves if we needed to. But let's stop focusing on one particular group. And we can stop with the death as a means to an end talk as well. Self-defense is one thing, answering an emotional response with a death threat is another.

Now. Can we discuss ways to contain a threat to us all without people getting up in arms, or is the city who stood by each other and fought Lucifer himself unable to do that? We're better than this, Lawrence. Remind me of that.

[Ruby]
What is your problem with Rebekah Mikaelson?

[Damon]
How did you do it?

[Elena]
Hi.
You don't know me but
There was a time when I could tell you anything but I don't even know you now and

Where my science nerds at? Cause uhhhh this!

So, as promised I have made a mine turtle.  Don't worry, no live turtles were harmed in the process.

Also, it has a very nice strong box, and a safety switch to make sure you don't press the button by accident.

Lee, Lexi, want me to bring it over.

[Picture of a mine turtle robot thing attached]

It's embarrassing how many of these are actually accurate.

So, I have agreed to make a Mine Turtle for Lee and Lexi.  But, I need some things.

Could someone point me in the direction of the nearest army base?  And potentially the nearest pharmaceutical labs?

[Lee and Lexi]

I have drawn up plans.  Do you want to see them?  I can bring them to the bar.

Is there a mine turtle in Lawrence? Everywhere I go, I hear that little voice of greeting. I would normally question if such a thing were possible, but this is Lawrence, so it actually has to be clarified. Is there a mine turtle, or is my wife trolling me?

My wife is trolling me, isn't she. She wants a mine turtle. So much. I tried to offer her a normal turtle, but no, apparently this is not a thing that is okay. The only turtle that is an acceptable turtle is a mine turtle.

FYI Lawrence.

Dean Winchester and I are done professionally.

He hunted in a Haunted Cheese Factory.

Let me be clear.

A HAUNTED. CHEESE. FACTORY. 

And he went alone, stopped the haunting, and got him some cheese.

So I declare him a jerk. Unless he makes cheese grills happen

Someone asked me for my autograph in the coffee shop this morning.  I had no idea how to handle it.  Anyone have any tips for how to deal with being mistaken for your face twin?  They were asking about the sequel to my sing along blog.  And what they said about Penny.  I couldn't have, could I?

[Lexi]

I know you've seen my blog thing.  And I know you said I probably shouldn't watch it, but the guy I bumped into this morning said some things.  I wanted to ask you if they were true.

[Lilu]

I could really do with a distraction.  Would you like to go to a movie with me?

I had a really great time at the Ball. Thank you for taking me. Did you have fun? Meet many new people?

It was suggested to me a while ago, that maybe I could help investigate the seal.  Who would I need to talk to about that?


[Lilu]

Thanks for the other day.  That coffee place is really very good.

You probably already do
I'm sure you wouldn't want to
Do you have a date for the ball?

So. Scientists believe that around 85% of the universe is made up of "dark matter", something that they have never actually proven exists at all, but require in order for the rest of their equations to work out. And now they think the best way of proving it actually is real is to do an experiment down a former gold mine in South Dakota.

How is science more advanced than magic again?

So, being apparently being fictional involves amusing GIFs being made of you.

So, I haven't done this in a very long time. And someone should be. I keep seeing questions being asked that should be easy to answer, that should have been answered long ago. I apologise to new arrivals for not being around more. It's been a difficult few months, but I'm trying to get over work through that and be who the people here expect me to be.

My name is Rose Tyler and I've been running a class here called Welcome to Lawrence. It teaches the basics on being newly brought by the Seal. It's complicated, and we all know it, and no one should have to feel helpless.

I'll go over the important things, such as housing, jobs, education, etc. Also a basic rundown on protecting yourself. Obviously, now that we're post-Apocalypse, some of the old material won't be quite as relevant, but I'll walk you through what I can. The latest class will be Thursday evening, around 8pm at the Lawrence Youth Center.

I also run a place in the middle of the city, the Lawrence Youth Center (see what I did there?). It's set up to be a safe place for teens and pre-teens to hang out after school. There's sports teams and lessons, dance, tutoring, even a game room and some enrichment classes for kids who'd like to learn more. I believe a few of our new arrivals fall into that age group, about 10/11 on up to 18. You're more than welcome to come.

...also, last but not least, we could really use someone with office managerial experience. I appreciate everything Lois has done during my absence, but I think we need a permanent replacement to my last manager again. If you're new and would be willing to help out, I'd love to chat with you.

tl;dr? Welcome, we'll be meeting Thursday evening. Kids are welcome to come play. And HELP Now Hiring!

Alright.  I didn't believe all of this different universe and magic rubbish.  So, decided to try and find my video blog.  Instead I found this.

A SING ALONG BLOG!?!?  I don't understand!  Am I fictional?

So, that really wasn't a good sound.  But, how did a Freeze Ray malfunction end up teleporting me to another city?