War Is Coming Communications.

Pam, remember how I told you I'd found a contractor and he was working up some plans for the club? Got the plans back from him. We'll go over them before I head out with Peter and his mates tonight, yeah? Once I get you to thumbs up them we can get a crew working on it to get it built, then we've just got the decorating and the hiring to do. And the liquor license, but I figure that shit shouldn't be too difficult what with neither of us having a criminal record here.

All right, so here's thing. Some of you know me, be it from that damn tv show or from previous versions of me that have been here before, but fact is? You don't know me. Not this specific version of me. So, you know, whatever you know? Keep it mind, sure, it is part of who I used to be, who I still have the potential to be under the right certain circumstances, but who I have no intention of being again in the foreseeable future. Except the things other me's have done here. You should forget those things. Don't judge me on what I haven't done, yeah? Keep that stuff in mind, but don't pull bullshit snap judgement calls because "ooh vampire" or "I know your past" because that's just fuckin' annoying.

Has anyone heard from that annoying cunt Jerry at all? Seems to me he's vanished without a trace.

[Epiphany]

Found any prospects for contractors? Or should I look up numbers? I'm itching to find something to keep me busy in this hellhole.

We seem to be getting an influx of new tenants as well.

[Filtered to Greaves House Peeps (Anyone Living or moving in there)]

This is the one and only warning you're getting. I'm not moving any goddamn time soon. So if any of you have a problem with a vampire being so near run.

If you don't good on you for being progressive and all that good shit. I don't eat where I live except in special occasions. You've all been warned and informed.

[Filtered to Harry]

What are your intentions with my Mood Ring my human my business partner? I will kill you if you lie to me You're distracting. I haven't decided whether or not this is a good or bad thing.

This is fucking hilarious Anyone up for a drinks tonight?

Well, this is different.

ANDREW. Do not freak out.

What is this fucking bullshit?

Where is my god damn maker? And someone tell me how to get this fucking blast from the past to fuck off! I don't have the patience for this shit.

Okay, there are enough of us now that I think we laid some ground rules.

I won't stop you feeding on humans. I can't do that. But no one is to die and the public can't know we're here. So willing if you can and be freaking careful if you're going to be offensive about it. But the first blood sucked victim in the city and someone is gonna dust for it. And there are psychics, so don't try to fool them. It's just silly.

[All vamps bar Jerry]

Jerry

He's a Ripper. Or that's what we call them in my world. One that kills for the sake of the kill.

Now all of you, even Bitchskank have been pretty good at the not killing which means you want to get by here as much as the rest of us.

We need to reign him in. Or deal with him. Agreed?

Oh, alright. I know I was upset last night, but I think I would remember leaving town.

And now I suddenly can't get ahold of anyone from home.

Hello?

New arrivals here keep getting more interesting.

[Epiphany]

The pathetic post with the 'man' asking for help and blubbering is bullshit. He's a vampire trying to lure in a fucking meal and like idiots they're flocking.

Don't talk to him and stay away from him. Hard to tell about him yet. Goes by the name Jerry, though.

[Eric]

We have a new vampire in our midst. One using pathetic dramatics to lure his meals to him. He goes by the name Jerry.

H-Hello? Can someone help? I think there's someone trying to kill me. I don't know how I got here... b-but there's a dead man in an alley and I think I might be next. Is anyone there?

[Edit] The signal goes dead.

Does anyone else suddenly want fucking Rufio to show up around here?

Also, Pam. I looked at a couple places for the club today. Took videos so you can give them a look over since you can't exactly run over there when the realtor is willing.

Hmm...not bad as far as bleak, depressing shitholes go. Now if someone could kindly tell me where I am before I get pissed off.

Quick question.

What part of town do you lot think is most sorely lacking in bars?

This post may not have anything to do with anything. Or so you should tell yourselves.

You're all fucktards. Who the hell needs soap operas when a girl can kick back and watch you idiots.

Seriously you all bicker and fight more than my whores ever did. Congratulations, it's a pretty fucking big accomplishment. And you people can't stop sticking your god damn feet in your mouths when you should obviously stop. Emotions are so messy, it's why humans are such god damn pains in the asses. Apparently aliens too. And whatever the hell else you all have here. Thanks for re-igniting my love of what I am. Really, I do appreciate it.

It's a wonder this place is still standing.

[Epiphany]

I'm bored. What do you say you and I find some trouble to get into before I do something that the people around here will regret or make them want to fucking murder me more than they already do?

How do I get out of here? This Earth is so much like my Ea

I need a nice slice of vampire pie. Anyone know where I can go to get one served up?

Y'know, my dad and Wolverine get along better than you guys. Cyclops and fucking Wolverine are less childish than the lot of you. I want you to stop and consider how wrong that picture is.

Because the next time people feel like being petulant children, I'm going to give everyone involved a 24 hour mental timeout as a petulant child. You'll probably skip around a lot and just loooooooooooooove Rpatz. Trust me, you do not want that to happen. Humiliating as hell, but entirely harmless. Who knows, maybe you'll learn something from it.

This applies only to the people that have insisted on exploding into senseless piles of stupid the last few weeks. Both sides of the stupid, which I've had no choice but to pick up both sides of, being psychic and all. No, I don't really care what super special reasons you have, so save your effort and my headache and don't bother.

[Kim]
I really need a break from the psychic chaff in this town. You up for another trip? We can have the serious conversation in a little bistro in Italy, maybe?

(OOC: Obviously Nate would not actually do this considering epic godmodey and all, but at this point it would be more OOC for him to just keep ignoring it and not saying anything, so.)

Alright you lot. If you don't hear from me in the next hour or so come check on me at my flat. I'm testing a potion and hopefully it doesn't kill me.

Edit like... 1.75 hours later: I'm good! Just took a bit longer than planned.

I wonder how much I'd have to pay for Russel Brand's pants from the closing ceremony....

What the fuck is that nasty ass smell? And how the hell am I the first one to ask about this shit?