War Is Coming Communications.

Radical Honesty, you might as well embrace it, it's the way of the future.

Trust me, I know.

I get it, I was a total bubble-head to leave like I did, and I paid the price for it. I know you guys probably hate me now, but if I can come back just long enough to get a talisman, you'll never have to see me again if you don't want to.

What were you all doing before you got here? Anything important?

We found the location. It's sort of like a military base. There's roughly about 500 copies there, all armed.

[ooc: if anyone (Prue/Paige/John/Eliot) wants to thread that whole sneaking scene out, just let me know and I'll put it up.]
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[Filtered Against Evil Intentioned]

Hey guys, it's time for another epic battle of sorts. Tuesday, right?

So we've got a plan to get rid of the clones. Or, other people have a plan and I'm just trying to get fighters.

There's about 500 clones at a remote location. We need non-lethal force, enough fighters to hold them down without hurting them badly. We need to take them down before they can call in back ups.

Also, to all the techies out there, we need you to. Don't ask me for what, I'll just point you in the direction of who to talk to.

I just made a cell phone call.

With my mind. Or like, inside my brain. Totally by accident, like it was reflex, and I haven't been able to do it again now that I'm thinking about it.

Thought I was safe from the crazy that's going around, guess not.

What the hell is going on down in tech support? Did you all drink the kool-aid?

Do you ever feel like you were meant for more than all this office crap work?

So the weekend poll numbers are in, and it's safe to say that Operation Subtle Knife is a rousing success. Even better than preliminary polls suggested.

I say this calls for a celebration, who wants to go clubbing with me tonight?

Coffee is the greatest thing mankind has ever done. Every time the phones ring, it sounds like Thor doing a drum solo. Why didn't I use a sick day? Agh.

EDIT: ( Faith )

Black Friday numbers are in, weekend numbers will be forthcoming. But I think it's official and we're allowed to say: "They like us, they really like us."

Cutters? I think it's time for some celebration for another campaign well-done.

(ooc: She calls her undercover PR unit the Cutters just because they're her new Clique. If your pup is in PR, feel free to have them be one of hers!)

Alright, that does it, I'm officially through with this place.

Don't come looking for me, it won't be pretty if you manage to find me.

UGH it's hot. And if the guys get to keep walking around shirtless I'm going to start too.

After spending the last two days in the Medical Bay going over the resident medical records I am aware that many individuals are missing from the files. While I would very much like to close this gap, at the moment, while I realize there is a security problem (and no I don't know any spells. Sorry Buffy that isn't my forte), I have to start this process as soon as possible.

That said, I am looking for individuals who were infected during the recent Kryptonite incident who are willing to be screened for any abnormalities in their bodies and genetic structure. If you do not have a medical record, I do apologize but this will include a full examination, but it is necessary. With any luck nothing will be found, but I would rather be safe than sorry. Especially when radiation is part of the equation. I do repeat that this is voluntary, but if something is found, I fear that I will need to see any and everyone who was infected to determine if treatment is necessary.

I thank you all for your cooperation, and hope that this can be done as quickly as possible.
-Dr. Jones

(OOC: If you haven't yet posted whether your characters have medical records stored in the medical bay office at this point in game, please do so, I would appreciate it. I'm keeping the list for my own records. Thanks a lot!!! You can find the list here.)

Riina won't trouble any of you anymore, she's, we're...It's fine now. Faith, Shay, Thank you.

Now I'd like to help. Somehow. Buffy, Andrew, is there anything I might do? I owe this place a lot already

This place is... I don't even have the word for it. I don't think that I've digested what happened... Not completely. But I don't understand this place. Everyone was actin' weird! It makes no sense! And then suddenly... people are acting more normal? I'm starting to feel that there is nothing here that's normal. And seeing how we all got here? Middle of this war and all? I got the idea that nothing will be for a while. Haven't been this confused since... well not getting into that.

Makes me sorta long for the bang babies back home in Dakota... My head is hurting... Someone wanna point me in the direction of the nearest junkyard? Yeah I know what time it is, doesn't matter, Need to do something, head's moving too fast. Junkyard, maybe corner store.

( Private )

I'm going to steal a page from Lane's book and try something out.

I want everyone to comment and tell me their favorite rock band. And when I say rock band, I'm talking about something that can count as hard rock. Blues-rock at least. Not that shit that Sam listens to. No emo crap. If you don't like rock, I want you to tell me your favorite t.v. show. But only if it isn't a procedural cop show. I hate procedural.

Next if you're a guy I want you to tell me your favorite car.
If you're a girl what kind of underwear are you, and not Ruby, I want you answer an important question. Cotton, commando, or Victoria Secrets lacy underwear. Which would you choose?

[Clark]

So Andrea's sitting in a corner. Could you come and get her kryptonite?

[ooc: gemstone!dean!]

All right. I'm convinced. This isn't the Attic. The Attic was way more confusing. Kind of like a riddle, but with the whole part where the riddle might actually be able to kill you. That kinda thing.

What now?

Where's a girl have to go to find a roller coaster around here? Abandoned, preferably.

(Still Gemstone'd!)