War Is Coming Communications.

This feels weird. Knowing we're going back soon.

....I wish Rapunzel would come to Lawrence, too.

[Jelena]
I HAVE SEAL SUPER POWERS!


MULAN IS HERE!

Two new projects in as many weeks. I think my publisher might have a coronary when we get back.

[Tessa]
I saw. I'm glad she's awake.

[Uncle Sam]
You never told us about the football scholarship.

Sweetheart, I'm sure you've seen, Nadiya is awake and asking after you. Would you like to go down and see for a little while? I won't be far, I'll stay nearby, but I thought it might do the two of you some good.

Also, I need to ask you something. Given what's happened, I'm not sure how you'd feel about it, but your Aunt Darcy asked, and I have to be sure. Your father and I are supposed to be married on Saturday. If you don't feel able to be there, we can postpone it, it's fine, we'll work around it. But assuming you and David are still here with us, I want the both of you there, standing with Roger and Darcy. But it's your choice.

I'm confused. Why am I in the medbay and why am I in pain?

I'm so sorry.


[Filtered to Nadiya]
Are you okay?

What the fuck. Seriously. What the actual fuck. You attack two a kid? And he's said he facilitated it, which I guess means he made someone else do it. Which technically means he's attacked two people.

Not including everyone else he's hurt or just plain pissed off before this. I don't deal with gods a lot, is there anything that can actually be done to stop this guy? And anyway we can, I don't know, make sure he stays out?

[Lucy]

Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I know it wasn't your fault. You stay with Mom and Dad for a while, and I can go down to the medbay and check on Nadiya if you want.

I love you. But don't let it get to your head, termite. Tomorrow I'll probably just go back to thinking you're a nuisance.

[Fayina]

Hey, I'm sorry about Nadiya. I'm coming down in a few to see her. For Lucy. Do you need anything?

I...think something's wrong with me.

I don't know how many people Dick and Jason are friends with here, but they're okay. They beat the hell out of each other with Jason resorting to shooting at Dick but they'll both recover with where I put them if Jason hasn't left already.

And if there's any confusion, yes, they beat each other up probably over a disagreement in philosophy about how to deal with things.

I've written six new songs since being here. Apparently time travel is a good muse? Who knew!

What ho, all! Bertram Wooster at your service, late of residence in Mayfair, London, in the year of Our Lord 1929. I still don't quite understand how I ended up here, but there are more things in heaven and earth, as Shakespeare or one of those Johnnise said.

I'm bashing out this at one of those marvellous typewriter/moving picture screen thingummies. Terribly good fun, aren't they? Lexi is attempting to teach me what a boodle or a gootle or somesuch is but I'm having such a spiffing time at this YouTube lark, with all the tiny moving picture shows of chaps falling off walls and cats wearing amusing hats and such.

I understand there's a great deal of apocalypse-related unpleasantness going on, as well as about ninety years' worth of history I'm supposed to catch up on. I have to say though, a more pressing concern at present is a quite dire and gasping need for a cup of tea. My valet Jeeves used to make it for me, you see, and I'm afraid I might not quite be up to the task myself, but I'm like a chap lost in the Sahara who knows there must be water nearby somewhere. Can anyone help?

Oh, look! A baby panda sneezing! I say, this is quite the thing!

So the website just sent me a 'days till your wedding' thing and I pretty much threw up everywhere
I feel like there's so much to do and there's not really and that's kind of scary in its own way.

Well, it's official. My son officially plays too much like his father. And therefore just beat me royally. No, I will not buy you a celebratory drink.

My daughter also plays too much like her uncle. And I don't mean chess there! But she's talented, so good for her, right?

8 bloody days.

[Freddie, David, & Lucy]

Darcy wanted to know if you'd all like to get together with her and the twins and have a nice dinner out. The older twins, obviously. I think it would be nice, personally, and I could use the distraction. Any of you have any plans that might prevent this from happening because I would totally break down and that would be a bad idea?

[Roger]

I don't know if you had plans for a bachelor party for Freddie, but if you did, it's okay. For the record. I'm not going to go all psycho fiance on you if you do.

Well well. Back in this glorious year again. What fun!

[Daddy and Mom]

Please tell me you know me at this age. Otherwise we're going to need lots of boooring explanations.

Oh, and could you send a car to [[address of junkyard]]? I can't remember whether I sneaked out to get here last time, or whether you provided a driver.....don't want to cause a fight if Dad didn't tell you Mom...

[Daddy]

If you do know me, any fun jobs needing done? I'm sure there are some people in this time you'd like to teach a lesson to.

And if not, nice work on giving me that flamethrower, you open up a whole world of possibilities for lil me...!

OOC: Backdated to earlier this evening, after this wraps up.

My dad makes this face more often than any of us would like.

Also, since I'm at it, Dad, I figured you'd appreciate this. And that's why I ordered it for you. Because I'm awesome.

Also? Andy? You're such a fanboy.

Just sharing the awesome!

I am the King Queen of Fairies!

[Future kids, excluding Aurora]
La la la, my sister's amazing... la la la

[ooc: Added in a few minutes later]

Doubly amazing, because it gets better. I love 2012 haha!

Borrowing one of the unused offices downstairs. I need more room to work. I'll keep the music low and clean up when I'm done.

[Mom and dad]
I've got a project. I'll be sleeping in there so don't wait up.

( OOC )

Sweet, sweet freedom! Finally

[Clark]
So, that Aurora bitch girl was eyeing you all night last night...

[Ella, Allana, & Jenna]
...I hate boys.

[Mom & Dad]
Thanks for going easy on me. I'm really sorry and I swear, it won't happen ever again.

[ooc: added in after Lucy's suggestion of the mall]

Also...can I borrow $50? Maybe? Please?? <3

[Allana]
How come you weren't at the party last night? :( I missed you.

[Conner A]
Hey...are you seeing anybody right now? I'm not asking for me...I'm just asking.

Found a funny book today!



...It's not as mean as it sounds, promise!


And Uncle Roger can I borrow your guitar pretty please? You can even supervise, if you want. I just need to work on a couple songs.