I, uh- I guess I don't need to ask about that, y'know, creepy hairs-on-the-back-of-your-neck-standing-up, oh-god-we're-all-gonna-die feeling. Seems like that's a little, uh, common right now. Although I'm hoping it's not a permanent thing, right? [He really REALLY hopes so, anyway.]

But is, uh, anyone else getting these sort of... messages? It's kind of hard to describe but it's kind of like... something's coming. And I don't think it's something good.

Not that I figured as much.


If, uh, anyone could let me know, that's be great. I'd hate to think I was going crazy already.





[ooc: Radu has some low-level psychic abilities, so he's been getting some nasty dreams lately about that incoming terror. Also today he's cured with Hot or Not (because I am mean) which he has yet to discover. So come discover how you rate in Andromedan hotness scales.

He's just moved into the youth centre for now, so action for anyone who might be around the common areas.]

[ VIDEO ]

[The woman onscreen takes a moment to adjust the collar of a too-large men's button-down shirt-- well made, but clearly not tailored to her frame-- and runs a hand through her short silver hair before fixing clear, gray-blue eyes on the camera's lens.]

I seem to recall this coming around some months ago, [she says evenly, in an accent that might be a bit more familiar than her face.] But I expect it was only a matter of time. Inconvenient, really.

[Isaak shrugs it off.]

I find myself in need of a pair of shoes, if anyone's of a mind to be a hero. I've no idea what size. Everything else I can manage with, I think.

[ooc; replies from on_the_periphery]

( youtube video clip under the cut! )

[ there are worse memories this curse could've chosen to broadcast over the network, and at least this one features her and her alone. she's okay with that. what she isn't okay with, is the showcasing of a highly classified directive regarding an unstable molecule that people in kirk's time aren't even yet aware of. subspace was still stable in the lantaru sector, and the need for such a directive to be put into place did not yet exist and perhaps never would, given the divergent nature of their alternate timeline. ]

That directive is classified. Any questions in regards to it will be left unanswered and ignored.

( To Lydia )( To Lydia )


( Private to Julie )



( Private to Stiles )( Private to Stiles )

 

(Public)
[The video frame is empty, but the voice, when it speaks is soft and decidedly feminine.]

Hey. City. You suck.

[It's taken Melissa some doing, especially without asking Scott for help, but she's managed it. This post is encrypted and locked against Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Isaac, Derek, and Allison.]

So I hope I've done this right, because I reaaaaally need to talk about this, and my son would be mortified if he knew I was.

My son approached me the other day talking about how he was effectively seeing two people. At the same time. Not behind one or the other's back, but together. And...this is so far out of my wheelhouse that I'm seriously considering buying out the entire wine section at the grocery store as a coping mechanism.

Should I be discouraging this? Or supportive? Or what? My teenage son is...ugh, I don't even know, anymore.