War Is Coming Communications.

You know, criminals don't usually return to the scene of the crime. Cause, y'know, getting caught isn't really the idea. So, I'm curious why you came back to a place you've already hit, where there's plenty of people who have dealt with you before and know your endgame. What do you expect to accomplish, exactly?

[Katherine]
I'm going to die, aren't I?

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[Loki]
You really ought to relax and enjoy the rides this time, Loki!
They're spectacular!

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I've been looking around and it seems the only work for an 'ex' soldier is bodyguard for rich idiots or bouncer at nightclubs. I'm Special Forces, for fucks sake there has to be something better so I can afford more ammo.

What's the fucking point?

can you feel it?

i can
its the stuff of nightmares, those twisted others
they scurry and creep


you cant kill fear
you cant

i tried but i wasnt very good and now i cant keep them at bay

Pain killers aren't doing anything for this massive headache. Suggestions?

[Rose]
Are you busy?

[Filtered to Gershom]

People talking about this 'Dark' and fear, is this like those autumn people you were telling me about?

What's going on? What can actually be done here? I refuse to accept that I can't protect them again.

Tell me something about where you are. Anything you can see at all could help. My friend Regina and I are coming to find you.

[Filter edited after this.]

Where's Dark and his disgustingly perverted carnival? How close are they to Lawrence?

[Katherine]
How're you holding up? Heard from him yet?

[Gershom]
You've worried quite a few of us in town, dear. If you are able to read this at least let us know you are all right.

[Tasha]
Got something I need to ask you. In person.

[Gershom]
Where'd you run off to? Got a few people here worried kid.

I didn't realize it was Sunday already. That's what I get for turning off my phone and

Calling all Seal-Napped-Singles!!

It has come to my attention due to an overwhelming amount of gaudy red chocolate hearts and cheesy cutesie paper Valentines, that a certain holiday is approaching. And do not want. The annual reminder of people being annoyingly and smushily in love really should burn in hell. (And here, that COULD be arranged...except St. Valentine isn't here...someone get on this)

It is a truth universally acknowledged that February 14th is ALSO now declared Singles Awareness Day. And, for this, we shall have a Singles Awareness Day party! Cause let's face it, what DOESN'T deserve a party?? Thursday the 14th, my apartment (or flat, for my dear British friends), I'll get some pizzas and salads, BYOB, and we're going to pretend for one night that the world doesn't want us all to get matched up two-by-two.

Though rule, if you get hooked up at said party, you move on to another apartment! Cause hey, we're happy for you and good job, but there will be no makey-outey or nakey time at the Singles' party!

I believe I understand how this communication device works now. Thank you Morgana for showing me.

My name is Daenerys Targaryen and I am new here.


[OOC: I forgot to state this in the OOC intro, but Dany IS puncturable. So. Have at at your own risk?]

Know what's great? The beach. Know what's better? The beach in the daytime.

So, quick question. Considering I'm less likely to be needed in the middle of the night to handle rampaging dinosaurs, I figure I should probably work on getting more than just a couple of hours sleep a night. Only I seem to be having trouble getting to sleep in the first place. Any chance of some sleeping pills or similar? Since I technically don't exist here and even if I did there is no chance of me being able to afford anything medical in the US. Honestly I think it might actually be cheaper to fly to the UK, get something on the NHS and then fly back. First time in a long time I dreamed of Afghanistan last night.

I learned something. And it's a very important thing to learn. Though maybe it's really that I knew it all along, and never did realize until now.

You see..


It's that they can't hurt you unless you let them.

[Ariel]
You and Allana get out okay? please say yes

[Dark]
upset over something?

[Dark]
No disrespect Boss but...your food's tasting wonky.

[Tasha]
So...JRC isn't tasting like JRC....it's not even tasting like Smirnoff...

[ooc: pretend this is sent around 6am]

This Mr. Dark guy has my niece.

[Mr. Dark]

What did you do to Allana?

What did you do to Ariel?