Sea horses are fascinating creatures.


Also, "syllabus" is a funny little word.  Doesn't contain half the dreariness and labor involved in compiling it.

WHO: Stiles Stilinksi, Jakob Marlowe, Derek Hale
WHAT: It probably wasn't a good idea for Stiles to be wandering about at night on a full moon, huh?
WHEN: August 31st
WARNINGS: Violent werewolf shenanigans

( In a red hoodie and everything! Sheesh. )

Hello, New Moore. [ he's singing. prepare yourselves. ]

Guess what? I've got some awesome things in store.

There I was with a guitar I had begun to fix and a socks decorated with a rabbit that steals Trix... when I came up with an opportunity for you-- Yes, you! See, I am an inventor and quite the handyman. Oh, I'm quite skilled if I do say so.

I would like to offer to do various things you need me to do!
It's so I can get funding for revolutionary-inventions that I will make with the best intentions. They'll be awesome and great and so worth the wait.

So! Need some work done? Hire me! You can't go wrong, just you see! I can repair, paint your apartment- give it some flair, make you a hat, babysit the cat, and write you a jingle! A jingle that'll get you a date so you won't be single!

I can also cook! Don't need a book. Breakfast foods that give good moods, lunch so good - eat it all, you would! And the dinner from your wishes. I'll also do the dishes.
And believe me when I say I can bake. You'll never have a more amazingest cake.

For any task, all I ask is payment of small size so an investment in this will be quite wise! Just a couple of dollars-- about enough to buy dog collars.

If you need nothing done but you think I'm good fun, you can donate on your own to throw me a bone.

[Jayne's audio post is a little... well. Maybe 'a little' isn't exactly accurate. Jayne's mad. Not smashing stuff mad, they'd have shot him full of tranquillisers if he'd done that. Again. The first set of tranquillisers is just about wearing off now, and he's still damn confused. He has managed to find himself a sit on a low wall though, and he's blinking in the daylight]

I ain't goram fictional. Do I look goram fictional? Do I? This is some weird Alliance gos se and as soon as I work out how you did it I am gonna... I'm gonna...

[He sighs, flops slightly. He doesn't believe it, can't believe what he was told. It's not getting through his brain very easily but... but he's on some weird moon. Somewhere.]

Someone tell me where a fella can find a drink 'round here.