War Is Coming Communications.

It's been ages since we've done one of these things. And I'll be the first person to tell you that I'm the last person who likes sharing things about herself. No. Really. Ask any of my friends. However, most of you went to stop clones. And save the world again. Go you!

And we have new arrivals. To show them that we're friendly and to get to know each other I've put up a meme. And made myself the sacrificial lamb by going first. Don't ever say that I don't like you people.

( Meme time! )

The world has gone to high hell and none of it makes a lick of sense to me.

I don't know about you folks, but I think I'm gonna do myself a favor and hide away with a couple bottles of Jack and as many women as I can manage. If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die real happy.

Who's in? What about you, Pocahontas?

Remember that fight club bit I was going on about earlier? Yeah, I've already begun to spread the word. Supers, supernaturals, humans, whatever. I don't give a fuck who you are. If you want to fight it out, I'm arranging for it to happen tomorrow night at nine. Consider this as your sign-up sheet. Drop your name here and I'll set you up for a round or two.

1. If I think you're likely to rat us out, I'm going to refuse you the right to join. I'll also probably hurt you.
2. The location of the fight is gonna be hidden. I'll see to it that you find out where it is, so long as you lot reply below to let me know that you're interested.
3. If you do rat us out? I will kill you. I might play all nice and well with you all now, but the second you cross me you might well be signing your death wish in blood.
4. An arranged fight will cost you. Everything else is at random. I don't care if you're a human being put up against fucking Superman. You signed up for it. You deal with it.

This sort of affair might not appeal to some of you. I don't care. It's not your business. If you don't want in, keep your mouth shut. It's really quite simple.

Under-aged kids trying to get into bars will never get less pathetic. It doesn't matter how much eyeshadow you wear, or how short your dress is. You're not getting in.

It took a dimension change to find some of the most heavy waves I have ever seen. That seal thing should have broken open in California. Prevent the Apocalypse and catch some waves at the same time.

So is it just me or did you get a shifter scent off of Lav tonight? It was sorta like yours but not really.


[Kate & Lavender]
So Lavender. You're a werewolf, huh?

So I'm thinking the road crew here ain't gonna want to hire me back since I up and disappeared on them last time. My next best bet's probably gonna be construction. Anybody got any tips on that before I head out for a job hunt?

Also? I've got a killer craving for some steak. I think it's a good night to head up to the Brewery. Anyone else coming?

Panthers and wolves and bears, oh my!

Hey, Jason. Yeah I saw your post, but I'm making my own. Welcome back, some of us are still stuck here.

One of the kids in the apartment below me made snow men. Except they look more like hunch-backs. No offense to Quasimodo.

So ... this Gaga man chick. How sure are we that she's not possessed? Because I picked up some magazine while I was buying Sam donuts because he eats like a friggin' rabbit and me onion ring's and uh, well ... I'm pretty sure I've never seen anything that evil looking and I've been to Hell.

I could go for a new years party this year. And by party, I mean camp out with bonfires and an insane amount of hotdogs.

It's come to my attention that I should warn everyone ahead of time.

I'm a Arcadian Ursulan. A were-bear to most.

This doesn't mean that I change with the full-moon and it doesn't mean I'm any kind of crazy. My base form is human but I can be a bear. Since I'm still young it has happened at odd times occasionally so I figure I should give a heads up. If anyone sees a bear wandering around, it's probably me.

Oh, and electricity is bad for me.

And I'm allergic to chocolate.

Holy shit, Pike. My stomach loves you.

I got a new guard dog. I'm naming him Nicky.

And my new sharks tooth is going around my neck. I'm going to tell everyone I pulled it out of its mouth myself.

I have a pet fluffball

Which makes two new housemates. One of whom. My amazing boyfriend is the reason for the having of the fluffball. And to everyone that got me a gift. Thank you. Means a lot. Like clothes and shoes, and the knives of course. A Demon Girl can never have too many knives... or things to make fries!

Merry Day I probably should be smited for even vaugely considering celebrating.

Also. Fluffball needs a better name? Ideas?

Went shopping this morning and restocked the complex kitchen, Christmas style. Enjoy. Even bought some Turkey flavored Jones Soda. 5 bucks for anyone brave enough to try it.
[Angela and Eliot]
So I got invited to a Christmas party. I'm probably not going to stay long but you guys wanna come with?

[Babs]
Okay if I bring a couple people tonight?

Just so you're aware, my self and my staff spent all of saturday morning cleaning that bar. It absolutely reeked of alcohol, sweat and blood. Damn alcoholics.

Though my till thanks you. And the videos on the bars website are pretty steller.

Damn, Spike. Your hot factor just went up ten points.

HEY SPIKE

Are you at the bar? Are you drunk enough that I can convince you to sing?

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okay?

My bar is putting on some sort of stupid christmas party.

First two hours will be dinner and probably boring. But after that they're having insane sale prices. 50% Rum/rye/vodka/gin.

But, for you lovely people I will take a page our of my dear uncles book and dock it down to 75%.

Tomorrow night.