So can we have a week when there aren't any violent animals rampaging the city? I feel like we're in a Godzilla movie half the time, minus the bad dubbing.

Oh! [Speaking of dragons...] Lydia, do you mind coming over sometime this week and helping me with a video? I know you were mad that you didn't get to help with the last one.

I have a request of the utmost importance!!!

I've met a poor soul who is in dire need of assistance. His name is Marcus Aurelius - allow me to introduce you all!

( here is a picture )

As you can see, Marcus Aurelius is very upset. I'm having a hard time understanding him, however - does anybody know how to speak his language?

So, is anyone like. Really fucking pissed off for no reason?

I don't suppose that anyone is in possession of fast-acting tranquillisers...

[Behind his voice, there's the low but unmistakeable sound of a very, very angry feline, growling and hissing in the background.]

... Or perhaps a snare pole and a sturdy cage.

Who: Sora and you!
What: Like, is any of this for real? Sora emerges from the hospital, a bit dazed and confused and trying to figure out what sort of dream world he's stumbled onto. Or if it's even a dream.
When: Sunday afternoon.
Where: Immediate area surrounding the hospital and probably other areas as Sora wanders!
Warnings: None yet!

( yes it's real dude )

Look, don't believe what other people are saying!!! a bird totally didnt poop in my hair yesterday. That was some other guy. It was England.



ps tomorrow is me and Texas's anniversary!!! ta dah tadah i know. sparkle text it amirite??

Texas you better have something totally awesome planned!! Or I will totally dump you!!

[So there is a very worried looking young man staring at the camera. They said other people could see him with this. That he can just talk and they'd see it. It's still strange to him, but he's supposed to deal with being told he's a 'fictional', right? Right. So after a few long moments, Ryu speaks.]

Um... I'm Ryu... I'm new here, I guess... uh...

[He shakes his head. This is too hard to take in.]

I don't understand any of this. How could I not be real? I just need to get home. I need to find him. I need to go back.

[No one's here that he knows. He'd asked.]

I don't know what to do...

[... He's not sure what else to say, so he reaches over and turns the video off.]