I don't suppose that anyone might h-happen to have some blustery heffalumps? [His little piggy eyes blink, looking a little startled. Even so, he tries again.] O-oh no. I mean to say a flying plutterfa... [And again.] a jagulumpy... I m-mean a m-m-munny... [Giving a slight sigh, he decides perhaps silence might be a better idea after all.]

... n-n-never rain clouds.

[ooc: Poor Piglet's communication over his device is going to be a bit lost in translation today.]

[Todd's struggling against a member of the anonymous forces when his device activates in the scuffle, turning on the voice feature.]

I'm not doing anything for the deities, I'm just--

[His hesitation provides an opportunity to be interrupted. The voices that do so aren't quite discernible, but they're certainly not friendly.]

Not signing up for one side doesn't mean I'm on the other. I... I just don't want to fight.

[There's another response, but nothing further from Todd - there's some muffled noise of activity, though, as he makes a break for it. The transmission cuts off after a few moments.]

[ooc: backdated to weekend, sorry for life being nuts]

[FROM THE DEVICE OF MR J. WACHAWSKI: only those particularly familiar with the residents of City Hospital's coma ward will be aware of the true owner of this hijacked device.]

Halibut offered:

A safe plaice for nonpartisan citizens, or anyone willing to put aside piscean sentiment in return for a bed for the night - the sick, old, young or scared. This doesn't have to be krill or be killed.

We're well dolphinded. There's free medical care.

If you can stick by the house rules, keep the noise down and the fights outside, and you have a checkable network record, reply to this post and let minnow.


[Private to: House, Wilson, Cameron, Penny, Mae, Carla, Ginny, Stiles]

6 letters: to steal from Ernie's friend.
5 letters: banking on you taking your eye off the sofa.

I'd like to know you're safe, even if you're not taking the offer.