Alright folks, huddle up. Saint Paddy's is fast approaching and these here Godboxes enable a)traveling incredible distances in the blink of an eye and b) doing so pickled without driving into something expensive.

I motion a field trip to the Emerald Isle for some, dare I say it?, shenanigans. Perhaps a shilelagh or two.

Gigi, can we borrow some leprechauns? Maybe I should liberate some lawn-dwarfs and paint them accordingly.

( To God, but Severus can also view it )

Some very important people are no longer here. The last few weeks have been difficult and I don't expect any of you who've lost loved ones to understand my reasons, but I've given them before. I made a post many months ago that explains things fully. You can find it here.

Please remember that I love each and every one of my children, the ones that are here as well as the ones that are gone. It's never an easy decision to make, but I make it with a heavy heart and a wise mind that none of you can truly understand.

A Christmas wedding.

If, you know, Gigi doesn't mind.

( Gigi )

Has anyone ever died here? It seems like it ought not to work. Dying. Here. This place makes no sense. I'm probably making no sense.

I need to plant something. Anything, just...I need to be outdoors and get a few grass stains. I'll leave this thing on. Scor, don't be a pest, yeah? You're my best mate and all, but you're rubbish with Herbology, and I know you'll get bored. If you aren't already. I promise not to come inside covered in dirt again. We wouldn't want to give your dad a heart attack, right?

*The message consists of a little boy's voice, loudly singing "Mary Had a Little Lamb", off-key*

Current Mood: bouncy

( Gigi. )

Well, at least you didn't leave me handcuffed to the bed when you hopped me, Scratch. And I liked What's-Her-Face. Not the blonde, the green haired one. She was fun.

So, can't touch my soul but can skip my sorry ass to another universe? You are THE WORST SORE LOSER GOD EVER THOUGHT UP.

 No contacts, no connections... well at least the mates I owe ain't here..

Anybody looking for a fiddler for bars or violinist for everything else? Also can do other jobs, can keep mouth shut and forget what's in the trunk, handy kind of guy if that's what you're looking for. Boy's gotta eat. And play.

HAHAHAHAHAHA this is awesome!!!!!

WOOOHOO!!! Big me, you totally have to be little! It's sooo much fun! Like, if I go away like all the other crazy things that happen? You totally have to keep some version of me around. I'm AWESOME!

Hey, who wants me to conjure up a big ass bowl of ice cream!? Anybody? It's free from God!!!

OMG.

There is a tiny baby in my bed. It's not. . . I have no idea who's it is. Little girl. Green hair. Um. . .

yeah.

( cut for language, still public )

I don't do this often, and usually when I do it's done privately to each individual.

But I felt the need to put this out there, for those of you in the past that have wondered and haven't asked, and for those of you now that need answers.



When I bring people here, I do it because I think that you will each find a place here, people to interact with, fun to have, experiences you wouldn't get from your previous points of origin. I do it to enrich your lives and hopefully keep you here for a very long time. There is a placeholder, as I like to call it, left in your place so that your family and friends aren't left without you. Many of you have versions of your family and friends here that you can interact with at the same level you would have at home. Some of those people are the same, and some of them are vastly different than you'd expect, coming from different timelines or alternate universes.

And sometimes it doesn't work out. When I make the decision to send someone back, it isn't done lightly. I don't just yank people away with no regard for who they are here and who may be involved in their lives. I do it because the alternative of leaving them here will cause more future pain than taking them when I do does.

Your futures are not predestined. I don't plan things out so very far ahead that I can see what will happen to you once you arrive here. There are so many factors that change your lives when you first arrive here that your future changes. And for some of you, it changes with dire consequences.

Rather than watch that happen, in almost every instance I prefer to send you home, to reclaim your place from the "placeholder you" with little to no memory of what happened here. It pains me to see those of you that are left having to deal with the pain of losing someone you cared for, but the futures of those who are gone were much worse than the pain you feel now. Though it's a small comfort, it's all I can offer.

Sydney is already over a week old. Guess it's time to share some pictures, huh?

( Sydney Karen Scott and Mama )

( I love this picture because she's sleeping just like her Daddy does! )

( A future ballerina? Hm. We'll see )

( God )

You know, I kind of wish we had a Good Magician Humfrey here.  People ask a lot of questions and I know he'd have the answers.  I mean, you'd have to get through his three challenges and do your year of service, but I bet it'd be worth it!

I wonder what I'd ask him; I don't think I have a good enough question to bother the Good Magician with ...

Hmph. This again, eh?

Are we playing a game, then, Gigi dear?

( Gigi. )

( Logan. )

Riddle,

I know you're here, my arm gave it away, it hurts and is keeping me awake. Which is unfortunate as I would like to continue sleeping. Kindly die so that I may go back to sleep. Thank you.

~Snape

Well, then. That was... quaint.

10/10 for style, my dear, but minus a few hundred for location.

Glasgow, really? I feel as though...



Alright- the message was a nice touch. As was the scalding. You cannot be serious..?

Uh Gigi

I really want to fly but it's too dangerous to bring out the Viper I think.

But how can I get a private pilot's license here, the rules seem very strict because of something in their past called 911. I'm undocumented and there's no way I can get a private pilot's license so I can't rent a plane. Plus I really don't have enough money to even rent one let alone consider buying one. I'd be happy with a Cessna 152 even, it doesn't have to be anything fancy.

Can you help me with this?

I'd like to say that this is different, but... New York? I haven't been to New York in ages. Several millenia, to be exact, not to mention having done 2009 once before. Oh, the technology.

Hello?