KLAATU BARADA NIKTO!

Nope. Nothing? It was worth a shot. Though I guess I should expect much, considering they're the wrong kind of aliens.

Sooo I guess I've kind of been out the loop for a while. Stuff came up. Stuff I couldn't just set aside right now. Not to mention I've been pretty pissy since nearly everyone I know up and disappeared.

So, uh, how many of you are left? And out of you, how many are up for another marathon? Taking suggestions now.

Oh, and also: Eden. Killed him yet?

[filtered to Tony Stark || unhackable]

[UPLOADING FILES]

...

[FILES DELIVERED]

So, how'd I do?

[ooc: ffff the quote is meant to link to "about:robots" but idk how to link it cause it's not a web address (it only works for firefox users btw) =O Brad! I totally spaced out on this. Good to assume he's done as asked? idk how much he'd have got, so I leave that to you.

FFS. okay. i know it's just up, but i've got to go take care of something. back asap!]

Eden. Where the hell are you? Coming back after work? IT'S A GOOD IDEA. I swear, if that kid has done something to you, I'm kicking his ass. And before you even think of saying anything, yes, I'd find a way. You let him get away with enough shit already. Just because of some stupid crush. You're young, you're not an idiot. So quit acting like one.

I know you're still here. You would've known if you were really leaving. You're here, and you haven't called or left a note. There's a reason you have a cellphone. So answer the thing. I'm serious.

I wasn't meant to care about anyone else. But then you go ahead and sneak your way in. And then you up and disappear on me? I'm getting sick of it. First Kal. Then Rose and Aden. Then Luke and Leia. And now Tosh and Lucy. McClane, if you try and up and leave too, I'm going to cause you hell back home, for the rest of your life. Don't think I wont.

Great. So now I'm going off on a tangent. This isn't what's important right now. What matters is a certain midget irish girl that goes by the name EDEN MAC CIONAOITH.

GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, NOW.

...

Shit.

I swear to god, Eden. If you really went to meet her-

DAWN. I NEED YOUR HELP. NOW.

[ooc: Sooo hit by No Inner Monologue. And Eden's gone AWOL, thanks to this. sob]

[edit: fltog my net is SLOW AS HELL. tags are coming though!]

Okay, my boss has up and disappeared. So I think I need a new job.

Anyone in the market for a, um...let's call it "computer specialist"? Hardware and software. I build computers, and I program systems. Just tell me what you need doing, and I'll have it up and ready in no time.

Security is my speciality though. Building and testing. All custom made.

( [private to Eden || unhackable] )

( [private to McClane || unhackable] )

( [filtered to those who lived with Tosh || unhackable] )

( [private || unhackable] )

COME TO THE SMOG STATE. Ooor was that meant to be 'Garden State'?
I mean, New Jersey. Want to be over-taxed? Enjoy the smell of fresh methane in the morning...and afternoon...and evening?Like the idea of spending all your waking life trying to navigate the turnpike? And I haven't even got started on the wonderful people there; who wouldn't ever spit on you...if you were on fire. And, of course, the eternally devoted members of the NJ State Police, who are always happy to come knocking. Especially if you're under 21. Or over it.

( [second image below ooc cut] )
YOU KNOW WHAT?. BETTER YET: AVOID AT ALL COSTS!
And here ends today's PSA.

At least it isn't Oregon.

[ooc: ffff written by someone who has never been to NJ. And is possibly playing on every stereotype. I AM SORRY, FOLKS.]

Okay. To make it official.

THIS SUNDAY. THERE'S GOING TO BE A CITY-WIDE HALO 2 GAME (CAMPAIGN MODE)

EVERYBODY'S WELCOME!

Anyone new to the game, that's what Saturday's for. Need any help setting up, just say.

And for today? Aaanyone I know who needs a hand finding clothes? Just call. I'll see what I can find.

( [filtered to police force || viewable to McClane || unhackable] )

( [private to McClane || unhackable] )

Who the hell knows where my dad is any more. He could be dead now, for all I know. The guy up and left when I was a kid. No explanation. No child support. No letters home. Other than the thick wad of papers that ended up sending my mom to a shrink. She agreed to the divorce soon enough. Some things just weren't worth losing your mind over. It changed her. She couldn't see it, but it definitely changed her a lot. For five years, she wouldn't let me out of her sight. She freaked out one day when I got held behind after class. To the point that she was in the office, yelling at the Principle by the time I was taken to her.

Then my mom got married again, and that was a whole world of fun. The guy was a dick. Hell, he still is. I'm still convinced that he was the asshole that turned me in. Him and his kids.

Yeah, everything got turned around when he entered the picture. Sure, things were better for my mom, but the guy seemed to live to make my life hell. That's the reason I moved across the country. About as far as I could get on what I'd saved up. Why Camden? I don't know. It's the middle of nowheresville. Mom's never been over to see me since. ...not that she's really cared much since I was sixteen. Having a so-called criminal for a son didn't look good. Especially when your husband has just made partner.

...

So this would be the part where I freak out about all this being posted, right? Nooot going to happen. It's not like this was a secret or anything. And it isn't even much of a sob story.

Wait. Shit.

[filtered to Eden || unhackable]

Eden, are you affected today?

$75,122.03

That's the true cost of Christmas. All 364 items of it.

Or at least, that was how much it cost last year. Well, the year before. ... Back home. ... In America.

ANYWAY.

Christmas. The businessman's favorite day of the year. Commercialization at its best!

79% of American citizens don't think you need to spend much in order to enjoy the holiday. And despite that, $457.4 billion was spent on that single day. $791 a person.

What was it last year? Oh yeah, PS3's, X-Box 360's, and Nintendo DS's.

This comes from the 87% of American citizens who think the holiday should be about family and caring for others instead of giving and receiving gifts.

Happy Christmas, City.

I can't tell if I'm looking forward to it or not. Company aside.

[private to Eden || unhackable]

Okay. So I know it prooobably sounds like a weird question, but, ignore EVERYTHING I just said up there.

Did you want to celebrate?

[private to Lucy || unhackable]

Do you think you'd be able to get some time parent-free, on the 24th?

[ooc: ffffff So let's try this guy out again. >O ALSO. I'M SORRY FOR THIS POST. b-but it's kind of...canon. sort of. May disappear later due to the time. Tags will follow later!]

Eden-

Dammit. That's enough.

JOHN CONNOR. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, AND YOU'VE GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO. NOW.

I swear to god, if there's more to the story than what she's said, I'm going to kick your ass. I don't care who you are.


[ooc: AJKSDFHA Sorry Mici. I forgot! D= To everyone else: ...yes, I know. I'm calling out my own freaking character. B-but little sister is upset. And I'm not about to reply to this.]

So this is what you get for trying to keep your head down, huh?

LUKE SKYWALKER I KNOW YOU'RE HERE. Eden's been bouncing off the walls all night, thanks to you. I guess you know that we've had to move though, huh?

Aaand on to the obligatory list:

>> NO. I AM NOT A MAC. I own a couple, but that's it.

>> QUIT ASKING ABOUT LUCY. That's between me and her.

>> I HAVE NOT NOW, NOR HAVE I EVER:

a) been a cheerleader
b) met this Nesmith guy
c) wanted a hula hoop
d) had any kind of sexual encounter with MY GIRLFRIENDS FATHER.

All done now?

[ooc: HUGE APOLOGY to everyone waiting on replies from Anakin, Cal, Peter, Naruto, and now Matt. I've got a bitch of an essay due in tomorrow, so I wont be round at all until it's done. So consider this a placeholder. =/

RE: Matt. Anything goes. He'll forget what's needed after.]

The past week has reminded me yet again why I hate moving home. And even more why furniture shopping is something that should only ever happen once in a persons life. After the forth time, it gets a little much.

Tooosh? I need a hand with something!

In better news, the crutches are a thing of the past now. I can even hop without it aching.

[filtered to Lucy || unhackable]
How're you coping managing doing?

You...know that I'm still here whenever you need me, right? Not going anywhere.

[filtered to Eden || unhackable]
There's something I kind of need to ask you.

[ooc: ASLDKFJA Time to get this freaking muse under control again. >O]

EDEN MAC CIONAOITH.

That's twice now.

...shit.

[filtered to Eden || unhackable]
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?! You said it wasn't dangerous.

What did you do?

[ooc: URGH. So, I'm working in the morrow, so I'll be disappearing in a couple of hours until tomorrow night. Fuuun. And have to disappear. Sorry guys!]

Sooo...this is what happens when you have too much free time on your hands? Or more precisely, you cheat and buy your costume for Halloween instead of making one yourself.

Cue another City guide. HELP, PEOPLE! THERE'S MUUUCH MORE TO ADD.

So far, we have...

An Idiot's Guide to: The City [Version 1.1]

Hey there, newcomer. First things first, I've got to say the obligatory "Welcome to the City". By now, you're probably wondering one of three questions.

1) Where am I?
2) What's going on?
3) What the hell is that ticking?

We've all been there before, so let me try and help by clearing a few things up for you.

( [Read on] )

If anyone has aaanything else they want to add, I'm all ears. Also, that whole 'advertising for jobs' thing, and...uh...yeah. Whatever I've missed, just give me a heads up.

Tiiired.

Eeedeeen. We're out of coffee!

Eden, can we-

Hey, Lucy?

By the way, folks. In case it wasn't obvious already; This city sucks.

...

I'm going out.

Aaand now that everyone's back to normal again...

Except, this would be the part where some smart aleck said 'define normal', so maybe I should take that back.

( [private to McClane || unhackable] )

( [private to Lucy || unhackable] )

( [private to Eden || unhackable] )

[ooc: Yes, Saturday is a curse day. I know. 8D PS: This is where we pretend that each private section was updated after the previous conversation, kay?]

[accidental voice post]

-elayed again?! [annoyed sound] How many times can one plane be...

[Oh, hay. Catching on to the fact this airport looks an awful lot like a library]

...okay. That makes perfect sense. Or not.

[Hobble hobble. He makes his way outside, looking round, and spotting a few almost familiar sights]

Wait, what?


[ooc: And that's number 2! Back on crutches and limping through the City, with slowly recovering memories of the place. It'll all come back soon. It's out of love, really. Open to action if need be. Mici, I'm looking at you!]

[accidental voice post]
[The sound of an empty can being tossed ontop of a pile of others. Rustle rustle, and a grumble]

Great.

[A few keyboard clicks and a chair rolling back. Up he gets and pulls open his door-]

Wait wait woah!

[The door is slammed shut again]

No, m'not ready yet. I can't go back.

[Heavy breaths, and he slowly pulls the door open again. Enough to peek inside.]

Shit shit shit shit shit.

E-Eden? ...remember what we talked about last week?

[Head meets door. Hard]

...m'sorry.

[ooc: And on to the last one!]

I'm kind of surprised people haven't been taking advantage of this more than they already have.

Well done, City. ...I think.
[MAC address filtered to Office staff || unhackable]
I've been working on it, honest! Everything is already backed up, so nothings been lost. Even with that guy trying to bust in.
[/filter]
[MAC address filtered to Eden || unhackable]
I'm-

I didn't mean-

...can I come and see you, today?
[/filter]

( [private || unhackable] )

Hey, Rose? I don't suppose you need a babysitter this afternoon, do you?

Deadpool. Terminator trilogy. Coming?

So, I think I may've lost track of how many people I know that're affected. And it had to be another one that ran over more than one day?

Thanks a lot, City!

The rest of you- 'you' being the uncursed ones -how're you all managing?

And what say you to a group watching of the Alien quadrilogy? I know, I know. We do not speak of Resurrection. I'm sorry!

[ooc: Uh, I'm actually going to go try and get a few hours sleep. But I'll be back!]

EDEN. I NEED PANTS!

... You'd better not be affected.

[ooc: Is cuffed to Tosh~]

[EDIT: Have to go to bed now. Shift tomorrow. Will tag back tomorrow evening]

I found out two interesting facts today.

Number one: Tony is the evil twin, and he's trying to corrupt others to follow in his sinister footsteps.

Number two: Jack is a baby who's scared of riding the rollercoaster.

I thought I'd send out the PSA while I could.

...

Um, McClane? THE BURN MARKS ON THE TABLE ARE EDEN'S FAULT! I don't care what she tries to say about it.

[ooc: Around for a few hours before bed. Tags after that come post-work. Again. u__u]

[EDIT: It's that time now. =/ Gone to bed. May be a few tags in the am, but...yeah.]

[Voice Post]

[All in an echoing voice]

Helloooo wooorld!

So, how come people only miss the outdoors when you're unable to get to it?

Uh, not that I'm trapped or anything. But the other day was a good day to stick inside. And I'm not saying that watching Godzilla on the prowl wasn't a lot of fun, of course.

Hey, Iantooo?

[Click click beep]

[Filtered from McClane and Eden || Unhackable]

Umm, kiiind of an odd request, I guess. All those wonderful people out there that I bug so often? Any of you spend time at the firing range?

[/Filter]

( [Private to Tosh || Unhackable] )


[ooc: /hiatus, hopefully. Though I'ma be slow today with everything, thanks to busy catchup times with portfolio work. Sorry!]

Sooo yet again, I'm reminded of why I'm glad I don't have hayfever. When your housemate turns the apartment into a forest, be relieved!

Mini!McClane sure was something though.

...

A beaver. Right. How that fits in with the date, I'm not sure I want to ask. Though...do they bite?

( [Private//Unhackable] )

...

Hey, McClane. Thanks.