Should dogs be allowed at the table? I don't have a problem with feeding them scraps, but...

I've been released from the hospital.

[He sounds mildly puzzled by this, but unbothered. Then he hesitates, glancing down from the camera.]

I... I'm sorry if I made anyone worry. I wasn't thinking straight.

So I've been here a monthish now and I guess I should find out who's hiring? I don't have a degree or anything but how much does that matter in an alternate universe? ...That's a serious question because I have noooo idea. I don't want to be a super mooch since my roommate is all working-girl which I think means it's time to get my Bettie Page on. Minus the bangs, those so weren't for me.

That said, I am looking for a new hairstyle to go with my paycheck. All suggestions are 100% ready-and-welcome to be taken into consideration.

[ there's a beat as she considers ending it there, but wait no there's more. ]

Does, um. Do any of you adult-types which I guess I'm now included in... that bracket. Do you guys go to school? College-shaped school? Here?

[ she tucks some hair behind her ear and nods. okay. she's done. ] Thanks.

I don't know what people do on extended vacations. It's too quiet. I can't focus. Do you feel like you're being punished? At least I was able to rescue most of my wardrobe. I'm cutting up the rest for rags. Not that there's much to cut.


( [Voicemail for the Once-ler] )

( [Voicemail for Bro] )

( [Voicemail for Dave] )

( [Voicemail for the Doctor] )

Who: Anyone with cause to be at the hospital
What: Visits with patients or those in the waiting room
Where: New Moore General Hospital
When: 4/2 and the few days after
Warnings: Excessive guilt, angst, depression, mention of self-harm and attempted suicide

( Waiting rooms aren't hell. They're purgatory, and for some, that's worse. )


NOTES: Tag individual threads within, or make your own - you don't need to be here for Sheska!

So what do I gotta do to make up for being an asshole? If you could keep in mind that I'm not filthy rich anymore I'd uh, I'd appreciate it.

[It seems the personality changes have claimed another victim. And she's obviously agitated.]

Humanity has gotten rather disappointing, as of late. An entire world... And they simply don't see it. They don't see what's really there. We've forgotten the world we were born of.

Of course, they claim that world is a fiction. And this one... It's so empty.

How do they live like this?

Got a couple questions.



1. Why?

[It seems whatever is messing with the island this time has not left Carol unaffected. She turns on the video feed and anyone on the other end is given a rather nice view of her new costume before it zooms in on her face.]

It seems like we're having a bit of a misunderstanding as of late, dear citizens of New Moore; so I'm going to make this as clear as I can for everyone: I'm going to go blow some shit up. If you don't want to get blown up, don't get in my way. Any questions?

Um. Just a public-service announcement. I've noticed a lack of recycling here with that recent heat wave and everything so if I can just ask you all to switch to reuseable water bottles instead of contributing to the world's pollution by using a ridiculous amount of plastic ones that would be greeeaaat. Thanks.

Also that volcano made like a huge dent in our great tree friends so maybe think about helping replant those instead of fixing your asbestos-filled roof first? Those roofs that really ought to be replaced completely to a newer and environmentally safe alternative can wait because it takes far longer for a tree to grow than to throw money at that. Maybe make the entire thing solar panels! Ohhhh. That would really help reduce our oil use. We should do that.

Let's just make roofs out of solar panels.

People can still show up here if they die, right?