[Hello there City. Have a nice aerial view of Raphael's house. It's so nice isn't? All put together and lovely? Well, that's about to change as a giant ass SKULL drops down onto the roof, smashing through it. There's some laughter behind the camera before the device falls through the hole and lands facing up towards the sky.

Through the hole, an angel flies in with fiery red hair and a big grin on his face. He lifts his googles up onto the top of his head as he crouches and looks in.]

HEY RAPHAEL, YA DAMN BASTARD! PUT ON SOMETHING TA DRINK BECAUSE WE'RE GONNA CELEBRATE TONIGHT!

[Dropping in, he makes his wings vanish and picks up his device to grin down at it.]

Alright all ya shit heads and assholes. It's about time I came back and put ya all in line. So get ready because the great and wonderful Michael-sama is back to kick your asses.

[A pause as he remembers something.]

Oh yeah. And if you're really cool maybe I'll get you a present. Maybe. Raphael's gettin' first pick though.

[ Short and sweet and to the point, the Network is now filled with a happily wobbling wet corgi flanked by this other equally happy but equally soggy dog. After the two shake off, water droplets flying everywhere, Yusuf's voice can be heard asking, ]

After the interesting events of the other day, [ Namely events of the Eames getting turned into a bull terrier that inappropriately humped everything kind-- but this is only (heavily) implied. ] I feel I should check with the City to make sure no friends or loved ones are still furry and four-legged.

[ A pause- ] I guess I should clarify- those who are not usually so.

Pancake doesn't seem to mind in the slightest, but it seems prudent to ask.


[ ooc: backdate to a beach-appropriate time aka a few hours ago, please? ]

So... Today is supposed to be my birthday. That's what it says on my passport, anyway... That's what I believed for the past couple of years. Now, though...

[He looks uneasy, as though he's not really sure why he started this message in the first place.] Now, I don't know what to believe. I don't know if this is the day I was actually born, or how I was born, or if I even have a real birthday at all... I don't even know how old I'm supposed to be. So, I guess... I don't how to feel about this day anymore. I don't know if I should even care about it, much less do anything for it.

[He starts to say something else, then pauses, rubs the back of his neck and gives the camera a weak smile.]

Any suggestions?

It's me again. Teddy's gone this time, so it's just me now. [Kate purses her lips because being alone in a weird world isn't so bad, right? Right? Hello?] Uh, so I realized living alone isn't going to work out here so roommates? If anybody needs one, wants to move in or needs somebody to move in, let me know? I'm clean and quiet and I don't cook so I don't really need much use of the kitchen. I'm okay with pets.

[At least if this place fails, there's always the Youth Center. Which probably smells like boys... which Kate is oddly used to.]

That's all.

[This is a fantastic birthday gift. Whoop whoop.]