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Well met Storybrooke. I, Arthur Pendragon write here to inform you of an upcoming event.

My lady Guinevere and I wish to hold a gathering in celebration of our marriage and you are all invited to attend.

It is nothing so formal of course, anyone may join us - we know so few here that a lively occasion would be most difficult to otherwise hold. For all the strange magic and difficult departures this world seems to offer so regularly, we should like to counter it with some merriment for all to enjoy. I hope it may also give us the opportunity to know better those here.

The gathering will be held in the local park, from midday on the 28th of this month, June. Whilst we might not be able to hold a royal feast, we still hope to provide some food and drink for our guest, as well as the opportunity to dance as one might see at a royal court. If there is interest enough we plan to offer lessons shortly beforehand, the steps are quite simple.

Though perhaps, as we have neither musicians, nor instruments to keep time to we may need some help in replicating such as best as we may with modern devices, if anyone might be knowledgable?

There is no need to reply here, if you wish to attend, simply join us on the day. However you are most welcome to leave notice here if you would like to, or have something to ask. If anyone wishes to aid us holding the event, they are also welcome to, but by no means is anyone obligated.

There's not many children who get brought here, are there? It's all just grown ups and old people arriving.

I'm a bit bored of playing on my own. Or with the dog.

I...

I have a job.

A legitimate job selling something called ice cream. Something sweet and frozen and comes in a variety of flavors.

I think chocolate peanut butter is my favorite.

So, anyone here want to help me with my fencing? I'm badly out of practice, and I'm thinking knowing more than one weapon might come in handy.

[ Clint Barton (616) ]

SHIELD was always shady as fuck for us, but this is just new levels of insane. Our reality is clearly the superior one. Our enemies keep themselves separate and color-coded. Green for Hydra. Yellow for AIM.

I never realized how much work could go into planning a wedding. It would be so much simpler back home

I'll be resuming lessons in swordplay once again, if anyone has interest. I need something to distract me from Merlin being gone

Once again I'll hold them on a weekly basis, in the local park and training swords will be provided to begin; nothing steel, nothing sharp or capable of injuring students. My lessons would comprise mostly of sword position; parry and defence, as well as footwork and depending on how we progress, move on from there. Modern weapons may outshine the sword in this world, but it would be a skill in your favour none the less should you ever need to defend yourself.

For those of you already trained, and anyone wishes to maintain their skills with informal sparring, contact me here.

Well, now Cleveland is beginning to look like it was a better alternative after all.

I was greeted by a fairy dressed as a nun, and then told to talk to people via a tiny computer. I'm not entirely sure this isn't a hell dimension. But hello, then. If it's demons bent on torment reading this, just bring on some hellishly fancy coffee and modern pop music and you'll be amply set to torture properly.

What is this Valentine's Day many of you speak of with great importance, and when is it? There is no such celebration of significance in Camelot by that name.

I've been returned to normal now, that was wholly an unpleasant experience. I hope this has ended for everyone else now too.


[Merlin & Morgana]
I trust you two are done laughing at my expense?


[Law enforcement staff]
I apologise for my unannounced absence at the station, I'm afraid my younger self rather had his mind set on returning to Camelot, despite what anyone said. Were any of your effected too?

Is it horrible of me to admit that I'm enjoying Arthur's predicament? I may have even used magic on him a bit.

Seeing as this world does not suit a jousting tournament in honour of Guinevere, I think perhaps we should find somewhere to all take dinner together as celebration?

It's been 4 days now and I still can't believe Arthur really asked quit smiling.

[Private to Merlin]
Did you know what he was planning?

[Private to Madge]
Did you enjoy the ball Madge? I wanted to come and speak to you but I had to talk to Arthur about what he was doing couldn't find you and then I left early to see what Arthur's surprise was.

[Private to Morgana]
Will you help me plan the wedding?

I imagine this is the best way to advertise lessons in swordplay.

The skill is not quite so much use in this world, but there is no harm in learning how to defend yourself if you wish and it is a way to maintain fitness somewhat. Plus, I readily believe the suggestion of a joust in the local park might well be frowned upon and this is a more acceptable use of my knowledge.

I cannot yet offer sparring, but I plan to. For now, the lessons would comprise mostly of sword position; parry and defence, as well as footwork and move on from there. For now the weapons will be light bamboo crafted arming swords. Eventually, I plan to graduate to steel, and though blunted you would require some form of armour for such practice.

I have many years of experience training and I will ensure you'll be quite safe. If I have the interest, lessons would be once or twice a week, possibly running for a couple of hours.

Feel free to express your interest here, or contact me via my device in some way.

I apologize if I offended anyone with how I was speaking this past week. I was not myself due to the magic of this place as I'm sure those of you who know me could tell.

[Private to Arthur Pendragon]
I'm so embarrassed about what I I owe one to you especially for what I said to you earlier this week.

The internet. It's not a happy place. Or a nice place. This site called Tumblr. I think I'm in need of "brain bleach" because of it. That is the term, isn't it?

Someone level with me - this place is balled up isn't it?

(OOC: Gwen was dressed as a 1920s era woman for Halloween)

You know, I like being me again, but I sort of miss having tits.

I'm glad that everyone's back to normal although it was nice having so many customers coming in to Modern Fashions. I hope that everyone that was changed isn't having any problems now that they're back in their normal genders.

[Private to Arthur and for my amusement any Arthur can see this]
I have the weekend off if you want to do something together? Bran's behaving himself well enough now to be left alone for a little while if Morgana isn't going to be at home.

I am fairly excited for Halloween. From everything I've heard it sounds like fun. I still haven't figured out a costume though.

[Bonnie]
Hey. So I hear there's a party going on for Halloween. And well I was wondering if you might want to go. With me.

Oh. Oh my.

This is fascinating. Truly fascinating. I mean, portals, as a scientific construct, certainly have their theoretical grounding. And there was the portal in New York, of course. But it had a defined origin, and a basis in science, albeit somewhat different science than I'm used to. I really would love a chance to get a closer look at Asgardian science. They may call it magic, but it's most certainly a form of science. But the idea of purely magical portals is astonishing. I mean, yes, it does make sense that magic, as it were, would have capabilities outside what science can produce but this is all quite mind-boggling.

Fitz? Are you about? Oh, I do hope so. I swear, I haven't been using any chemicals that could cause this vivid a hallucination. Well, probably not, anyway. You never know. That's the fun of science, isn't it?

According to the internet Thursday is Talk Like a Pirate Day.

There are a number of other days..some more strange than others. Bubble Wrap Appreciation Day but I'm not sure what that is. Salami Day. I think I can get behind National Cheeseburger Day though. Which is Wednesday. In case anyone was interested.