War Is Coming Communications.

So, I was informed last night that my future son's birthday is this weekend. Which day specifically, Vic? That's important. So....since this is Lawrence and timelines are often screwy I thought maybe someone else had possibly been in this situation? What the bloody hell do you get your son you haven't even had yet for his birthday?

Also, party planning. Help? Especially you lot that know him.

[Teddy]
How come you didn't tell me your birthday's coming up?

So it's my birthday and my best friend just showed up. Win/win, right?

Now the question is, who is coming out with me in celebration tonight? I'm thinking Purgatory.

[ooc: If you think your pup counts as a friend, they probably do. If you're not sure, just ask me!]

So, movies are fun. I think I'll have to go to more of those. Also, I still feel the need for a job, something to keep me busy. Any suggestions?

[HP House + general Hogwarts Filter]
Time for a headcount. There's several of you I haven't heard from lately.

[Piffy]
Saw your boy's post about your birthday. I'm coming. We should confuse people, it'd be fun.

So, Hermione had a brilliant idea. If this Dark guy is so anti-good-feelings and all, what better way to go about taking him down than a shield built from happiness, right? Which is basically what a Patronus is. So, my question is, who from our world can conjure one? And has there been any successful cross-worlds-magic use before? Because I have no clue if or how that would work but if we could manage to get other magic users learning how to adapt the spell for their own brand of magic, we'd be that much stronger.

Hermione, we can start those lessons whenever you're ready. Just let me know.

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> What did you trip over now, love?
> You're not hurt right?
> Do I want to know what that noise was?

Hey, magic friends of mine that are all related and share a house, I'm coming over.

Allison, you're going with me. You're not getting the chance to sit around angsting or whatever it is you might eventually do around here. Don't worry, you'll like them.

Two things.

1. Sorry I Slytherin'd up the House but it had to be done. Things look better green and silver anyway. And James. You have NO idea how hard it was not to put a permanent sticking charm on the banner I hung in your room. The fact I didn't shows what an awesome cousin I am and why you should all adore me. Totally not sorry for the tiny swamp in your closet though. Learned from the best didn't I...I'll fix it eventually :p2

AND

2. Made firewhiskey. Possibly a lot of firewhiskey. I wouldn't go so far as too much firewhiskey cause, please. But come help drink it so long as you're not evil. Or meet me and my firewhiskey in a pub.

I was wondering if I could invite a friend to move in with me? She's also a witch and near my age and all by herself at the complex. She wouldn't need her own room if that's a concern. I'm quite used to sharing with other girls after a year at Hogwarts.

Uh. Right. Okay. So, does anyone know anything about plumbing? Because I don't. We don't. The pipes and the loo in our house are making all sorts of weird noises and none of us can figure it out. Nothing looks broken, so.... uh... help?

This might be a little too first day of school-esque
I just don't know many people yet

So, how many people have gotten flu shots? I've been following on the news about the flu shots recently. Flu shots, Gwen?

I was thinking that I don't know a whole lot of people other than the small group I've talked to. So, I was thinking it'd be nice to get to know more people. You sound socially awkward, Gwen Anyway, the point to that was that I was thinking maybe one of those silly first day of school type games might be nice. So it'd be nice if anyone felt like it if they'd participate.

So the game is

1. Put your name: Mine is Gwen Stacy
2. Put your favorite color: Orange
3. Any pets you may have: I don't have any at the moment
4. Put an interesting fact about yourself: I love chocolate.
5. Put a question that you're curious about for me or someone else to answer: What's the worst movie you've ever seen, first person who might potentially answer this sort of silly post?

[Peter]

Would you, by any chance, want to have dinner tomorrow? I'm cooking, what do you say? We could watch a movie or something too?

Fixing up the AI building is coming along well. I'm going to need a better idea of what kind of classes and schedule we're looking at so we can tailor it to everyone's needs though. So it won't be quite done until that's set to go.


Business aside, I've been working with some of the magician's props I got for Christmas. The ones Andrew gave me, I mean. Piffy, Ginger, you both suck. You two are lucky I love you anyways, you fucking trolls. All that said, I am fucking horrifically out of practice. Ginger, you'd be ashamed of me.

Um, help? I'm being creeped on by an old guy who's stalking me all over the internet now. I told him to leave me alone but it's just getting freaky and stupid. Does this thing have a block option? I can't find one.

I MUST HAVE MISSED THE MEMO. THAT SAID THAT IT WAS A PERFECTLY SPLENDID PLAN TO KIDNAP THE LEAD SINGER OF THE BAND JUST MOMENTS BEFORE THE CONCERT AND DROP HIM WITH NO RHYME OR REASON IN AMERICA -- KANSAS OF ALL PLACES. THIS IS LOVELY. FUCKING BLOODY LOVELY. IT IS SO BLOODY FUCKING LOVELY THAT I PROMISE NOT TO HEX YOUR BLOODY FUCKING BALLS OFF IF WE GET BACK ON TIME. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU BUGGERING SODS/ THIS STOPPED BEING FUNNY WAS NEVER FUNNY. I'LL GIVE YOU ONE BLOODY POINT TO GRYFFINDOR - AND TO HUFFLEPUFF RYERSON - FOR GETTING THAT WEIRD MUGGLE THAT DIRECTED ME INVOLVED. GOOD LOT THAT DID YOU. BLOODY UNHELPFUL HE WAS. WHAT WERE HIS LINES/ TO STARE AT ME FOR THE LONGEST TIME/ THOSE AREN'T LINES MATES THOSE ARE GESTURES AND EFFING DISTURBING ONES AT THAT BLOODY BORING ONES AT THAT. HOW THE HELL AM I MEANT TO EMPHASISE WORDS ON THIS - IT DOESN'T MATTER. THE POINT IS IF YOU DON'T COME AND GET ME RIGHT NOW. RIGHT THIS INSTANT SHUT UP IT WORKS FOR AUNT I AM TELLING MY MUM ON YOU. YES. I WENT THERE. I'M NOT SORRY TO DO IT EITHER ALL RIGHT ONLY MILDLY SORRY BUT YOU BROUGHT IT ON YOURSELVES. THE WEIRD SISTERS11 THE SODDING WEIRD SISTERS111 WHAT WERE YOU EVEN THINKING/ WHERE YOU EVEN THINKING/ GOD YOU'RE MAKING ME SOUND LIKE MY MUM. IS THIS WHAT NANA MEANT ABOUT 'BECOMING OLDER' I WANT NONE OF IT WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS THE THEY DON'T SODDING BUGGERING WAIT FOR ANYONE. YOU ARE RUINING OUR CHANCES YOU WHERE THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU/ I'M GIVING YOU THREE FIVE MINUTES STARTING NOW AND I AM LEAVING WITHOUT THE LOT OF YOU.

AND RYERSON WHY THE TWITTING EVER LOVING MOTHER OF ALL FUCKS IS THIS BLOODY MUGGLE DEVICE YELLING AT ME/ IT'S LIKE A HOWLER BUT WITHOUT THE ACTUAL YELLING. IT'S MAKING ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLY REMINISCENT.









WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE DROPPED ME AT GRACELAND/ IF YOU WERE GOING TO KIDNAP ME. RIGHT BEFORE OUR BLOODY CONCERT11111 YOU PILLOCKY TITS YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST DONE GRACELAND. THE WHOLE LOT OF YOU. SHITTING KANSAS.

I'm bored.

I've been bored.

I may continue to be bored if I don't find something that is less boring than the boring and tedious process that is avoiding running my place of business.

It's a new year. The world hasn't ended yet. I say we ease my boredom woes with what is typically referred to as a "party", but realistically will be expanding above and beyond anything that word could possibly do justice.

If you like food, strippers, fireworks, hot tubs, alcohol, live music, alcohol, and more alcohol, then you are invited to [address] tomorrow night.

If you don't like food, strippers, fireworks, hot tubs, alcohol, live music, alcohol, and more alcohol, then you probably have some serious personal problems and should focus on seeking out some sort of professional therapy.

But only after you come to [address] tomorrow night.

Ah, and before I forget: for all of you people who like commenting with "b-but the apocalypse is now, we can't afford to waste our precious time consuming your expensive alcohol and having the time of our lives, Tony Stark!" arguments, I just want you to know in advance that I am fully prepared to reply to your comments with movie quotes that will in no way have anything to do with what you're whining about.

Disrespectful? Maybe. I like to see it as the exact opposite, as I do believe it is me giving you the time of day.

Don't say I never did anything nice.

Never figured I'd be spending so much time in the library, but they have pretty much everything. Kinda weird, it's almost like it knows what I want to read? it isn't like my friends are here so

Hello, everyone.

Grace said I should come on here to try and get more information about what’s happening. She said we're supposed to filter against evil, though I have to wonder if maybe we talked to those who are doing not so nice things that maybe they'll make better choices.

I’m not too sure what I should be asking. It’s not really every day that you’re in LA one moment and then in the middle of an Apocalypse in Kansas the next. Or at least, not for me. It’s a bit insane.

Not that I think I’m insane or that any of you are insane. That would be rather impolite. And I don’t mean to imply that I think any of you are that way.

Any help you can provide would be most welcomed.

My house is just about ready. I think it's actually to the point where I'm willing to go on and start staying there.

[Loki?]
Er, hello. I was told that you put some of the wards on the complex? I was wondering if there's any chance I can get you to do the same for my new house. I've got a lot of family staying there with me and I just want it to be as safe as possible.

Things I have learned about your holidays:

--You guys really like beards on your mythological figures. Like, to an unhealthy degree. What's up with that?
--Never try to snake the last shopping cart from a woman surrounded by three kids.
--It is a Bad Idea to ask a woman in a black dress (a habit, I came to find out) if red and green were the beard guy's favorite colors. You won't get an answer, but you will lose 45 minutes of your life.
--It is way too fucking cold to be celebrating anything.
--Most importantly, your universe seems to approve my mocking Zell. All of the things I could have wished for, and stealing the last Balamb Garden hotdog right out from under his deeply obsessed nose is still the most satisfying thing I could have asked for.

Two questions: 1.) Are we done with the holidays until it's actually properly warm?
2.) Who does a guy talk to about getting a legal ID here? I'd really like it if I could make some money that your stores would actually take. I managed to charm my way into some groceries, but I'm pretty sure that only works the one time.