[Look who's finally on the network. He isn't the most social and became a hermit shortly after his arrival but now with the arrival of his daughter and so much more he's feeling more readily able to address the masses.]

I have a question. [Jimmy pauses and squares his shoulders.] My daughter just arrived, she's twelve, and in eighth grade. I don't see any reason why this place should distract from her education and honestly I'd rather it didn't? [He looks a little unsure as he ends the sentence with a question but continues anyway.] I was wondering if anyone experienced could continue her lessons one on one like an in house tutor. She's in Heimdall and I'm in Sigyn. Wherever you're comfortable.

It wouldn't be long. Maybe two hours a day. She's bright. [He presses his lips into a hard line and shuts his eyes. Still a little ticked off with his circumstances and now even more on edge because his parental instincts have him worrying over Claire, what happened there, and the knowledge that sprouted from their outing after she showed up.] Thanks.

[Euri is just going to jump into this entry today, speaking quickly as if to get most of it over with.]

I've got a request! Since everyone here seems to be from worlds that are completely different from my own, there must be a lot of different kinds of music I've never even heard of. So~ you should all recommend some to me! I've got some specifics I need to stick to, though: it needs to be music that uses instruments you'd find in a nice bar, like a piano, and it needs to be stuff a girl with a high voice can sing. Jazz has been okay as a starting point, but I still need more variety!

[It's an awkward request. She's fairly sure any human music she learns about will be inferior, but she just needs to keep reminding herself it's not about quality but that variety. Increasing her range will be the best way to get better! And with that done, she audibly calms down. Her enthusiasm is still present, though, as singing is something she feels rather confident about.]

Kaz, Lucifer! I need to practice some more with you two later. Let me know what times are good, otherwise I'm going to hunt both of you down and drag you two to that Draupnir place, okay?~

Oh! And to that guy with the funny accent - Leonardo? The suggestions you made to change that recipe worked perfectly! Thanks!

Fuck this is such a pain in the ass...

OI, LISTEN UP. Any of you freaks a doctor? There's a moron Witch named Euri here threatening to have psycho cannibal babies, so if you know how to stop the whole baby thing from happening? Awesome. Go bother her.

The end.

[ ...........................MIGHT AS WELL ]


There Euri, happy? I asked about stupid fucking birth control for you. You're welcome.

[And the feed turns on, and have Doctor Horrible raising an eyebrow]

... Okaayyyyyy...? Never seen anything that could do this before...

...

I mean I've seen phones that can do chats and stuff, and I'm working on an evil version that can do the hologram thing, but a bracelet? Really? [And shakes it around a bit]

Also. Psh. Positive emotions? Right. Like that'll do anything. If it did, I'd be part've the Evil League of Evil already. Not to mention I would've beaten Captain Hammer by now.

Doctor Horrible, by the way. Figured make sure you all know the new villain around here. [Nods]

Okay, I got this thing to work finally.  Why couldn’t we just get cell phones or something?  I guess this is easier to carry around though.  But, uh, wow, this is strange, and I don’t mean the usual kind of strange.  For one, that woman really creeped me out-not as much as some people have, but still.  For another, I can’t…uh…actually, never mind about that.

How about the fact that I’m human?  Yeah, uh-huh, I wasn’t expecting that one.  I mean, one minute I’m minding my own business at Mosaic, the next BAM, human.  Fingers and all. [he holds up a hand and wiggles his fingers, like…people wouldn’t believe him otherwise.]  But, uh, I don’t think I’m really cut out for this ‘fate of existence rests in your hands’ thing.  Sounds kind of…important.

Sooooo…my name’s George.  Anyone seen a blond guy by the name of Spike?  Or a girl with dark hair, her name’s Beck.  Please tell me I’m not alone here, guys.

[Could this be an imprint? An imprint gone wrong? Claire didn’t know as she looked at the device. She knew enough that this was some communication device that the video feed was transmitting, that someone or more were watching. A brunette with slashes that were healed over stared into the feed, calm. It would take more to unnerve her.]

This is Dr. Claire Saunders. I need—I need to return to—Los Angeles. [She couldn’t openly call out the Dollhouse. No, she didn’t want to end up in the attic. Then another thought crosses her.]

Topher, if this is some sort of joke because I tried to sleep with you, I’m not laughing.

[But then it could be Alpha? Could he design a program like this?]

Alpha? [Even saying his name makes her blood freeze.] Alpha. I’m no longer a threat. I’m not even Whiskey any more, and Echo is number one now. Just—just take me back.

[Not even Adele could be stupid enough to unleash her on the world. Not when it isn’t her choice, and she’s programmed to dislike most everything.]

I—I don’t have a handler, do I?

[Her mind is reeling. How could this happen? All the likely scenarios and imprint technology goes through her head. She’s back to being calm, handling the situation as is needed.]

I need information on this place.

[Talking to people isn't really something Laura seeks to do most of the time. Sometimes, however, it does serve a purpose.]

Is there anyone who is hiring? I am seeking work.

[As for her work qualificiations...she'll avoid listing them until someone asks.]

Also, I would like to speak with people from Hel house with the body manipulation ability and people from Sigyn house with the ability to heal. Preferably those with refined control.

[It's a solution she's come up with for getting around her lack of healing factor and repeatedly re-injuring her hands every time it occurs to her to use her claws.]

I will pay you for your help with something once I have a job. Thank you for your time.

[This has all been horrendously confusing. When the video comes on, it's to the curious face of a young, pretty metrosexual looking guy. A teenager, clearly, and one who's currently in the park in the dwindling sunset.]

This is kind of like a BBS, right? Or a chat room?

It's kinda cool, but this is all cliche, isn't it? I've watched a lot of sci-fi movies, and this is really overdone! I know I'm a handsome, desirable protagonist, but this is a really lame set-up for a movie! I didn't even find any cool clues to foreshadow it!

[He smiles, and laughs, but still looks a little disoriented despite the enthusiastic gesturing that accompanies his speech.]

And anyway, girls with no faces aren't as nice! They don't even smile or blush! The only person I've seen who was interesting at all was a weird old man trying to warn me about something. Not sexy at all!

But I bet there's some cute girls around, right? Other people like me? If you're pretty and looking for a good time, answer this ASAP! It's of vital importance!