Who: Shinji (organizer), Kaworu (birthday boy) and EVERYBODY WHO WANTS TO JIN IN
What: Party at the beach! There will be fishing and a bonfire and music and whatever you want.
Where: A beach.
When: Friday 13th, September - late afternoon/evening.

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What if you've still got a husband from the last time?

Shouldn't I have gotten his stuff when he left since I'm eligible for a second one?

i'm dead apparently i thought i should let everyone know

it's not that different from being alive so far but my funeral was nice at least. am i supposed to haunt someone? i don't know if i'm actually up to that it sounds really intimidating

anyway goodbye

I cannot find my husband.

At a time like this, some further reading is required, since this arena of human relationships is not one I had considered extensively. Wollstonecraft, Kierkegaard, Witte, and Dworkin have all produced relevant texts which those concerned with the present state of their relationships might wish to study. Plato addressed the matter more obliquely. If anyone with extensive philosophical interest in contractual, sacramental, or metaphysical unions who wishes to supply their perspective, I would appreciate it.

In the meantime, I will continue my search.

Mister Holmes. Please be gentle with Shinji. He has previously expressed a variety of uncertainties worth considering on the subject of physical consummation.

[Island, have just what you've never known you needed: a pair of kaworus, exactly identical in every detail, keeping one eye on one another and another on the camera. At first, they speak in unison.]

It's interesting.

[Here they pause to exchange smiles and laughter, in unison at first but diverging partway through, after which they take turns speaking.]

It seems as though everyone's more experienced selves -

- are either possessed of the certain self-knowledge that their past selves will not listen -

- or are caught up in a cyclical pattern of self-loathing leading them to precipitous action. Or -

- their past selves are threatened and resentful, afraid of the future...

[Unison again.]

or are caught up in a cyclical pattern of self-loathing leading again to precipitous action.

[They sigh, shaking their heads. Then the one on the left takes over.]

We found it far more effective to delay action until we were certain we understood one another. Now, our situation has been resolved to our mutual satisfaction.

[The one on the right picks up the thread.]

And we've been able to devote time to learning from one another and enjoying the company of a uniquely complementary perspective.

[Now left again.]

It's been fascinating to discover the kinds of insights my own past can offer me. That a future version has greater experience is evident to everyone, but there are benefits to reversing the exchange as well.

[And the right.]

Shinji, if you're free, we'd like to spend some time together before this window of opportunity closes.

Who: The Daves of Christmas present and future (no actual Christmas included)
Where: All over New Moore. The Dave of your choice will probably go to you. Or feel free to run into him somewhere while he's distracted texting--Present Dave's doing his usual pizza runs, while Future Dave's mostly wandering around, enjoying the sights, looking for familiar (yet super tiny) faces.
When: Throughout the event from 8/8-8/12
What: Look, is it so weird for a guy who's traveled over ten years back in time to want to hang out with his tiny teenage friends? Or his tiny grown-up friends, as the case may be? LOOK AT THEM. THEY'RE SO TINY. THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY'RE IN FOR.

( Time after time )

yea ok what the coddamn is goin on now
youd think after cod knows how many sweeps id be used to this shit by now
nope still a pain in the bass

what the eff happened to my bakery
place looks tiny as all get out
dont efin remember it ever bein that small so if somemoby did somefin to it get ready to get culled got it

whatevs
yo somemoby get all up in here and tell me what the glub is goin on ok

[ replies will be coming from tyriannicull. ]

With everything that's going on, sometimes it's good to find something nice and familiar!

[Attached: Photo of a completed 1/100 scale plastic model robot.]

Since I don't have any of my tools or paints here, I had to go with an easier model. Because of that, and because he has a really strong and consistent image, I could put it together in a few minutes, and didn't even need to check the instructions (´▽`) His name is Billbine!

It makes me wonder what kind of show he's from, but I'd never actually watch it...

Is there anyone else here who likes robots and stuff? What about someone who knows where I can get a gas mask?

[[OOC: In the insane event that somebody actually apps from Aura Battler Dunbine, I'll retcon that robot.]]

[When the feed turns on, the frame is filled with the face of what appears to be a very angry woman with a somewhat bat-like face. She yells into the phone. ]

WHERE. IS. HAMBO. WHERE IS HE, YOU DORKS!? Whoever took him is going to PAY WITH THEIR IMMORTAL SOUL WHEN I RIP IT OUT OF YOUR BODY AND SWALLOW YOUR STILL-BEATING HEART.

[ She pauses and takes a breath, her face shifting back to normal for a moment. She looks a little embarrassed. ]
Ugh.. okay, look. Seriously. Whoever took my bear, I just.. I just need him back, okay? I don’t care that he’s old, or that he smells a little funny, or that maybe the stitching on his eye is coming off, but I just… need him back. I mean, it’s not like he’s any good to you, right!? So just… GIVE HIM BACK ALREADY! He’s no good to you ANYWAY!

Please don't send Christopher photos of your stockings.

Um… I’m sorry to bother anyone, but could someone tell me where I am? I’m a little lost and you see I kinda have somewhere important that I need to be right now.

This place is really big. Not as big as some of the other cities that I’ve been to, but it’s still really big. I mean, the buildings are all really tall. Do lots and lots of people really live inside them? Doesn’t it get really cramped in there with all those people running around?

[ Once-ler's (sporting a trendy new look of cats-scratched-my-face-up-so-much-why-this) in the park! He clears his throat then holds a thneed up to the camera. See thneed. He then folds the thneed into a small fuzzy ball and shows that to the camera. Fuzzy yarn like ball. He then points the camera down to show a bunch of cats sitting there watching it very very eagerly.

He then points the camera away from him and tosses the thneed. 10+ cats scramble after the thing ]

Going out on a limb here... But if anybody wants to buy one of these right now, it makes the greatest cat toy ever. It's only 3.98 and for an extra .15 cents I will throw a tiny laser pointer. Fun for hours guaranteed.

We're also having discounts on anchovy pizza.

Also! Also. [ points at one of the newer scratches on his cheek ] I'm aware I'm very tall and you can't get down for some reason but if I'm just going to get scratched up for helping, I'm going to have to start charging to get all the cats slash cat-people down from your trees. 'Cause ow....

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Hello everybody! (^o^)/

I guess last time I didn't even introduce myself, oops! My name is Yukari. I arrived a little while ago, but it took a while for me to get set up with a proper apartment and internet connection.

Well... I'm almost 15 years old, I guess I'll be starting going to school again pretty soon, and I'm not going to really talk about the "You're fictional" thing more until I've had some time to think about it.

In the meantime, does anybody need any machinery or electronics repaired? I'm pretty good with machines, so it's at least something I can do for now.

What manner of gifts are most traditional to bring for one's date if the occasion of the date is baking?

I am familiar with movies, dinners, dances, long walks on the beach, and senseless hook-ups; and the associated gift traditions of each (popcorn, chocolates, flowers, a pair of fruit-themed alcoholic beverages, and nothing but your bad self, respectively).

However, I have never been on a baking date before.