[Hey guys, guess who was pretty much nowhere to be seen last week? Rose Tyler. Why? She was pretty much sleeping the whole time. Seriously. That chocolate was potent stuff, and she just...was way too chill to want to do anything but laze around in bed. It was like a flashback to her teenage years. Not the best time to flash back to, really. Still, she's recovered now, and finished complaining.

So. Hello there, world of the living!]

You'd think I'd have learned not to take candy from strangers, but no, apparently that never goes away. [Okay. Mostly done complaining.] Anyway, question time: have they done something like this before? Obviously they're not new to deceit but...issuing thing designed to make our lives go haywire? Is that normal?

... I don't remember all of that, but sorry to everyone I punched in the face. Or hit with hard things. Or - you get the idea.

I feel like I've been giving off the wrong impression since I got here. I just want to make sure you all know I normally only punch confirmed bad people, not just... anyone I see.

[ ooc: Artemis was on fear, and as her response to fear is 'HIT IT IN THE FACE' she probably assaulted several people before she made it to a safe place and hid. Feel free to assume she ran into your character while in that state and terrible things happened. ]

[ because Finland actually finds sweet things overwhelming, he managed to not get so pumped full of drugs as everyone else! unfortunately, that means absolutely nothing in the long run, because he got hit with ~affection and it unleashed his ruthlessly-suppressed cuddle bunny over the weekend. (feel free to have been on the receiving end of an aggressively loving SNUGGLE from a soft tiny Finn. or just hugs. or backrubs. maybe he braided your hair. or cooked for you... not that anyone else would see that as affection...) ]

Ah, it would be best for me to also apologize for the way I acted. I didn't mean to be so, um, overly-friendly? I really really assure you, that's not at all how I normally behave!!

What an amazing way to start the morning.

When I arrived at the precinct house, everything was missing from my desk. Doesn't take a genius to know that means one of two things. Personally, I was banking on 'fired.'

But no. Down the hall, next to Kreise's office, in the empty room we'd been using for file storage. Shiny nameplate, new desk, little cardboard boxes full of all my things, and a file folder.

'Interim Chief Shepard.'

Kreise, you're going to owe me for this bullshit when you get back.

The only good thing about this complete pile of horseshit job is the little congratulatory box of chocolates they got me.

Might as well start in before I unpack and start wading through paperwork.

Chief. Goddammit.

okay!! (◉⌓ ◉) soooo here's the list..

☆ nathan, cos of his hair & face? \(◔ヮ◔\)
☆ the blue guy w/ the D --> & it's totally fucking obvious, anybody w/ a D --> is flaunting it
☆ conrad (◔ヮ◔)╭ cos you can tell by the way he looks ╮(◔ヮ◔
☆ maybe victor, the guy w/ nathan who made food for dante cos of a game w/ markers & i got sold for a pizza
☆ mr. finnick even if he likes girls sometimes (◡‿◡✿)
☆ the really boring guy who says boring stuff all the time & then tries to pretend he likes being boring ｡◕‿◕)╭
☆ & i think the guy who dresses bad & looks funny even if he doesn't look like the kind
☆ & the guy w/ the piano too ﾟ⊿ﾟ)╭
☆ + the one who had santa stuff


& then there are some others who are weirder, like
☆ Teddie who is the one w/ the costume
☆ & dante `д´) -3
☆ ・_・) & mr. jack

All right. Two weeks ago we hiked to the volcano and back. Last week we had a game called on account of apocalypse. This weekend we're doing a lap around the island. Should be an easy hike, no more than thirty kilometers a day. Who's up for it? I've got all the gear we'll need.

Seta, I'm holding a spot for you.

I ah-- look I guess I didn't catch your name but let's go with Finland. I don't have your contact info so here goes. Do you still have any of the liquor you took? Looks like I'll need to restock my inventory.

Thanks.

Oh fucking hell. I give up. I GIVE UP, HEAR ME? Go right ahead, loot my best whiskeys and rums, take all my vodka, it's not like I invested a lot of money in this or anything, or like I was planning to, you know, let my friends that can actually digest this stuff drink themselves into an oblivion with it tonight.

It's yours. Whatever. If I'm going to finally meet my maker, I'm not going to fret the last remaining hours of my afterlife trying to protect some bottles of alcohol.

The hospital's been shut down.

I need to know if anyone else in New Moore has any medical experience to speak of. We can't ... we can't just let everything fall apart.

[the feed clicks on and, for a second, it's so quiet it sounds like it might be an accidental recording - then amy's distinct scottish brogue comes hissing in from the silence in a peevish whisper.]

Rory where are you!! You've been gone for almost an hour! If I'd known they were going to make you weave the diapers yourself I would've--

[the waspish tirade comes to an abrupt halt as she is interrupted by a whimpering, and then the full-blown wailing of a fussy infant. her voice, sliding back into its normal pitch, is all melting concern:]

Shhhhhh, sshhhh Melody... I wasn't really shouting at him, nobody's fighting! Shhhhh, sweetheart... how about a smile for your big old milk-thing, yeah? .... Please?

[baby mels doesn't seem to be biting. the tiredness in amy's voice seems to bleed through the cheer.]

Come on..... pleeeeease be quiet? Everything's all right, daddy will be home soon... Hopefully with a nice, biiiig bottle of valium....

Look what I managed to get my hands on!

Does anyone want to make New Year's Eve magic with me? I've got lots of horseshoes!

Finland's acting weird.

...Not such a bad thing.

i love everyone in this bar


unels this isnt a bar

is this vodka or sprite

Could someone do me a favor and find out if my reindeer are still in the park?

I never knew this sleigh could float. On one hand, I'm glad to know in the event of a water evacuation, but on the other hand, it might have been better to find out some other way...

Still, somehow, it feels like today has been a really good day. Has everyone been enjoying preparing for the holidays?

Also, I meant to do this earlier, but I'd just like to formally apologize for all the inconveniences and damages I caused earlier. Mr Harkness, Mr Mochizuki, I'd be happy to repair or replace the things I broke, too, of course. And Mr Edgeworth, I'm very sorry I startled you!

Really though, I don't see how any kind of hallucination could have made any of that happen...

In any case, I hope everyone is looking forward to the holidays. It's great to see everyone already thinking of gifts for others!

Attention, Residents of New Moore.

The Host Club presents:

Winter Festivities

For the month of December, the Host Club will be sponsoring a series of festive yuletide traditions to help bring the spirit of Winter Season to every Gentleman and Lady around.

Starting tomorrow, the first of these will be available to all who may wish to spread the cheer and warmth during this cold month. We, your dedicated hosts, will be providing caroling and winter tidings for a nominal fee, to whomsoever you wish.

Please feel free to contact me with questions.

We will, of course, be offering Calendars for the coming year, featuring photos of all club members for the various months. Quite charming and useful, to be certain.

The Host Club shall also be hosting a gift exchange and Winter Ball. The details of both to be revealed later this month.

( [Private - Host Club Members.] )

[ooc: guys if any of this mucks with plans I didn't know about or messes something up let me know. I can never find anyone o/l when I am to discuss this stuff ): ]

What's Christmas?

This is Miles Edgeworth. Where shall I begin? This day has certainly been … unique.

This morning I woke up in someone else's body. I'm sure you're all aware of the situation by now, as there's a flood of posts on the network of individuals who have found their bodies switched with others around the island. Despite spending most of the day trying to distinguish some kind of pattern to this madness, I've found myself at a loss. I'm sure this will once again be dubbed by nothing more than some kind of "hallucination" that we all must be experiencing. I propose that we produce some viable evidence. Photographs, recordings, anything.

Now, Jack Harkness, correct? I believe this is your body. I will take good care of it, I promise you, though I find your wardrobe lacking. It's fine, I'll take it upon myself to find something more suitable, at least until everything returns to normal.

I'm also not quite sure how to address the next of my concerns.

Whoever swapped bodies with your roommate is unable to control some kind of supernatural ability. I was never entirely convinced of the existence of such things, however … I cannot deny what I saw. At least, not without the proper evidence. I would like to ask for aid before I return to the room, either from someone able to contain the creature, or the proper authorities.

Finland.


Might have to stay with you.

I honestly did not expect getting marked to be so stressful.