[It's Sirius Black, on video, apparently in a good mood. That can't be good.]

I'm interrupting everyone's busy schedule of catching mice and grooming for a very important announcement: It's Harry's birthday tomorrow! Happy Birthday, Harry!




[A wizard with a wand and some fre time on his hands can do a lot of real life sparkles.]

So, I'm not sure how comfortable you are with making this all public, but let's be honest, birthdays are always partly an excuse to publicly embarrass the birthday boy. At least I'm not singing. Yet. I will in a few hours, when it's your actual birthday, I'm just starting early, because you never know what this island will be up to next.

I did however already get you a present and I think I finally managed to work out most of the kinks.

[With that he moves the device to show the gift he made for him.]

( Image of great birthday gift and private message behind the cut... )[ooc: Sorry for spamming the comm, but it's HARRY POTTER'S BIRTHDAY, damn it. Also, the image isn't quite right, but you try finding a flying broom that's not a replica of a Harry Potter movie prop.]

That was awfully unique. Meet anyone nice? I sort of wish I talked to more people than I did during this but it was hard to keep up.

Anywho... I think I've reached the 'been here long enough' point where you start needing a job, yeah? Anyone know anything? I'm good with kids, good with... computers, good with weird, and I will give you this soufflé I'm making as a peace offering/bribery as long as it doesn't fail massively on me.

Hello! It seems like this place is really in need of help.

[River waves at the camera, yes, she has already browsed around her phone a little.]

Two of you. And it's not even my birthday.

 I've got one question.  Just one.  Very important.  Critical, in fact.

...Is Harry Potter here?

Well, I think for now I've had enough of sitting around, moping, and feeling sorry for myself. It's getting to be a little sad. I need to find something to do to shake off this restless cabin fever.

Hey, Tim. Do you need any help in the coffee shop? I was kind of hoping you could show me how all that stuff works.

( Private to Lin Beifong )

[ in the center of new moore there is a man singing into a rolled up magazine while a boombox plays akb48's 'heavy rotation'. he's dancing along with it to. the exact dance ]

I want you!
I need you!
I love you!
The blaring music
Playing in my head
Is on heavy rotation

The words “I love you” dance
Like popcorn
Popping
Just thinking
Of your face and voice
Makes me go crazy

I’m so lucky
To get to feel like this

I want you!
I need you!
I love you!
I got to meet you
As the distance between us shrinks rapidly
I’m in high spirits to the max
I want you!
I need you!
I love you!
The love that’s constantly overflowing
In my heart
Is on heavy rotation!!

[This is weird, because Eleven never texts.]

Are you at home?

Ummm... Clara.

[His voice is higher pitched than usual, sounding unnerved and just a hair short of panicked.] Where are you right now?

[ she taps the screen once points it around her, showing the street she's on before aiming it back at herself ]

Where am I?

Like really am? Really-really? I got the entire you're-fictional bit but I'm going to keep my skeptical mindset about that one for a while and skip questioning that and go right to what planet are we on? Where on what planet? You can't be too sure these days. And the year? -Is The Doctor here?

Does anyone know?