Tch.

Gonna be one hell of a girl fight in the markers game, now.  Look out for the chick with the black eye... ah, I ain't gonna spoil it by naming names for anybody.  Everybody else deserves to have it just as bad as I did.

In other news, guess I need to make a pile of money.  Starting a restaurant ain't exactly cheap.

By now I've eaten at half the damn restaurants in this town, and I still haven't found one worth a damn.   And I need something to do with my time.  So if anybody in this town runs somewhere that has the ballsto turn their kitchen over to me, I'll take care of my boredom problem and you'll get better food than anywhere else on this sad rock.

Just remember that if you don't hire me, I'm gonna wind up running your competition, and you better believe we'll sink you into the ground.

I ain't sleeping again until this shit stops.

WHAT: Ryoji's dream mind
WHO: Whoever needs to chill
WHEN: Every night, ladies & gents, Thurs - Sun.
note I probably won't be replying to this! If you'd like to float around in Ryoji's head, or need more details on it, just let me know. It's sort of a chance for some characterization on anyone who wants some dream quiet time. If you want something specific, or details, like I said, give me a hollar.

There isn't much to say other than the darkness is comfortable. It's quiet, loving and without judgment, joy or anger. There's nothing but silence and stillness. It's hard for the human mind to comprehend just how dark it is with the absence of light, or how the silence is affected by action and the life that scatters in the background, but this, perhaps, is what it would be like. It isn't anything that could be imagined. Even as it happens, it's difficult to allow it to penetrate the senses. But it doesn't really seem to matter, because it's nice here in lifelessness.

Gentle, accepting, and enveloped in death.

WHAT: Jack's Dreamscape
WHO: Jack Harkness and anyone who wants to join. The more the merrier.
WHEN: Nighttime, Thurs-Sun

The location is not immediately identifiable, and rather lonesome, though the warmth of the light from the computers and desk lamps gives off an adequate glow by which to see. It appears to be some kind of underground facility with some impressive technology and... was that a pteranodon that just came soaring overhead? It doesn't matter, it flew out of sight anyhow. One of the computers appeared to be linked to a few CCTV camera feeds and had been left running by its operator. There were no signs of life, save for the flying beast and the light coming from the office up the stairs and over the catwalk. There is much to explore in this dream. Or is it a memory? Is there a difference?

I'm sick of this hot weather, sick of being stuck on this rock, sick of never getting enough sleep at night, sick of this damn cough, sick of never knowing what Hell we get dreamed into next, and sick of watching people vanish left and right with no idea of where they're vanishing to.  Even shit like a cruise or a lottery turns out to be some kind of sick taunt, a reward being dangled in front of us so we take enough rope to hang ourselves.  I've had it. 

I've fucking had it.

I'm going out tonight, and everybody had better stay the fuck out of my way.

[Locked to Katniss, Finnick, Johanna, the IT, SEES, & previous rescuees.]

[Chie is red-faced, puffy-eyed, and sniffling when she turns on her webcam, but the way she's glaring at the camera makes her look more dangerous than a crying schoolgirl ought to be capable of.  Her voice wavers just a little when she begins to talk, but it quickly steadies.]

Okay guys.  I guess by now you've probably all seen that someone else has disappeared into the Dark Hour.  Usually it's my b-buddy Souji who's making these announcements, but he's... he's not back to shore yet, and he put me in charge when he put me on the lifeboat, so I guess it's going to be me.  I'll be leading the rescue squad into the Dark Hour, and if you don't like it, then.... then I'll kick your ass!

Um.

[She looks offscreen and takes a couple deep breaths, then stares back at the camera, determined.]

Katniss and Finnick and Johanna, this message is mostly for you, to try and explain what's happening.  We're going to get Peeta back, but we need your help.  The message you saw on the network isn't exactly from Peeta, it's more... it's more like the parts of himself that he hides and, um, that he doesn't like very much are getting a voice of their own.  The place where he is right now is really... messed up and crazy and hard to navigate, because it all has to do with the bad stuff that's inside everybody's heads.  And if we can't find him in time, then... he's in really big trouble.

One of my friends has a way to track him down so we can save him, but he needs to know... everything any of you can tell us about Peeta, because he needs to understand the way he thinks before he's able to smell him.  All I could tell him were stories about working at Belgium-san's bakery, but what we really need to know are things about his past, or problems that he's been having, because those are sort of the key to figuring this all out and... I don't even know if I'm making any sense!  But we're going in tonight, as soon as we can, and the more we know when we do the quicker this will be.  Okay.  Um.

Chie out.

All riiiiight! Heh, I bet this cruise is gonna be even better than that trip to Yakushima last year! Who else is goin'?

Hey, Akihiko-senpai, Minato, Ryoji! I'm thinkin' it's time for Operation Babe Hunt Part 2 - The Revenge of the Babe-Hunters! Whaddya say?

Tch.

This lottery has to be the stupidest thing this island has thrown at us so far.

I think all of the food in our apartment must have gone bad, but... how is that possible? I just went shopping a few days ago.

Maybe our fridge is broken. I'll have to take a look at it once I get something non-toxic to eat. Everything I have in the apartment tastes acidic... even things that don't normally have any kind of acid in them.

... this has nothing to do with my refrigerator, does it.

If I'd known that some dude was gonna disappear from that party, I would've shown up and actually had something to drink.  Be a better reason to have a headache now, anyway.( Locked to SEES + the Investigation Team )

Need to get out for some more shopping soon.  Anybody seen any markets in town that have lotus root?  Shogayu just ain't cutting it right now.

Not to dismiss how much fun the formal was, but that was a party!

Amy, I think I ended up with your headband. I also seem to have misplaced my keys. Thank you for letting me in, Shinjiro. I apologize if I said anything... out of line. It's all a bit of a blur.

Now let's hope no one mysteriously died during the festivities this time around! This can't be like home all the time.

This guy just moved in. Now we're married? That's one hell of a clerical error.

... better than being dead, I guess.

Shinji. Feel like helping me make this cake? I'll burn it.

 
  
Fuck!!!
 
 
 

Dude. This is the lamest life ever. I still gotta go to school! What the hell, man?!

Hey, Atsumi.

Doing anything this Saturday?

So... that wasn't real? None of it was real, it was all just.... visions or dreams of our future?











Hang on, how come I'm always pregnant??