[ Teddy looks vaguely nervous on screen, fingers plucking at the hem of his t-shirt, the other holding his device up. He's sitting cross-legged on the floor of his apartment, clearly working himself up to ask about something. ]

I hear this is the done thing around here. I uhm - I need a job. [ He is totally at working age, okay? Totally. ] I don't have a resume, but I can tell you what I'm good at. I'm strong, I'd be good for manual labour. [ Damn, this is harder than he thought it would be. How does one even say I fight bad guys for a living, but I hear there's not so much of that here so a normal job for me. ] I'm okay with pest control, and I'm great in a crisis.

[ Pause. ] And I mowed lawns for a summer a few years ago too.

I'll pretty much do anything. Anything at all. I'd learn quick too. Thank you for your time.

[ And end feed because that was awful. ]

[text]
This network device is interesting. It's like Facebook, except less confusing and with more respect for privacy.

Does anyone know where I can get my hands on a camera? I tried using the computer's video record function, but it didn't really work.

[embedded video]
[Have footage of Abed walking around the City streets, now dressed perfectly normally except for the open network device tied to his head. (How did he get footage of himself? Who knows.)

Something knocks him over and he falls, breaking the network device.]


[A second embedded video shows the computer's perspective, which is incredibly shaky and might make you queasy. Quality filmmaking it is not. The screen goes black (at last!) when the device breaks.]

[Serrure's looking a little worse for wear around the edges, an energy drink in one hand, eyes trying to slide closed closed, dark smudges under them. He hasn't slept in a few days and it is beginning to take a toll.]

I would like to hire someone- preferably with experience and a list of well-satisfied clients in the City that I can contact for references- who has extensive experience in the area of dreams, to ah, well- fix the nightmares I am plagued with.

The problem is, potential employees, that these are no mere abstractions of disjointed bits of fantasy, nor prophetic visions of the future. They are [A frustrated noise.] past occurrences. Terrible things that are over and done with that play out nightly in my mind.

I am so tired.

Anyone out there looking for a roommate?

The place I'm after doesn't have to be anything too fancy no used tissues all over the place is pretty much all I'm asking for but a balcony would be nice.

It would be temporary, I'll move out once I get my business running. [ what business that is, he's going to reveal later. ]


( filtered to Kogarasumaru )

Um, so...I've been thinking...actually, I've been thinking about this for a while, but given how hot it's been lately, I think this is the best time to ask.

But, well...I can't swim. Or, I can swim, but only a little, and I'm not very good at it...that's 18 years in a tower for you, I guess.

And I was wondering if there was some place here where I could get swimming lessons? Or somebody who wouldn't mind helping me learn?

I can pay, if you want...