...feed you. I'm sure nobody noticed I wasn't around, so you'd starve if I left you here.

[sound of fridge being opened]

I think I need to go shopping.




[ooc: Yes, Anthony is back as well. Or... You know. His Network device that he left at the apartment turned on when he returned to the apartment to get food for Donatello the Turtle. So technically Anthony didn't want to be back just yet. But now he'll be forced to return to the society. XD]

...and back when Dad was still around, we used to go to those really fancy places to have Christmas dinner. It was a nightmare, I was never allowed to wander off, not allowed to touch anything... My grandfather, he's like this big media magnat, he always used every single thing I did as a jab at Mom. They keep inviting me to those dinners, even after the divorce. But since they never invite Mom, they act as if she doesn't exist, I never go. What's the point? I found new family and they're much better anyway...

Pass me the wrench?

[silence, movement, metal sounds]

I swear Donatello, you're the most useless turtle I have ever met [yawn] How am I supposed to finish this if you're not even going to help. You're not the one with skills to supervise... God I sound like aunt Susan. That's the plus of choosing your own family, you know? Mom's friends may be a bit crazy, highly inappropariate and not exactly fit to raise a healthy and a sane kid, but they would kill for me.

Which gains a new meaning after I've met people here. I mean my family would probably help hide the body, get rid of the physical evidence and pretend like nothing happened. It's scary to know that if they decide to cover a crime nobody in Washington PD would question them... You know, I think uncle Jeremy would love Thomas, they could have extreme fun with the innappropariate comments and the one track minds... And that's really not the image I wanted. I will have to bleach my brain now. You're supposed to save me from trauma like that!

Don't give me that patronizing look! I might be twenty, well nineteen still, but there are mental images of my family I do not want in my head. Like that one time when I walked in on Nicole making out with that idiot Steve. Jesus, that was traumatic. Little sisters should not be allowed to go out until they're thirty at earliest... I mean it's all fun and games until you have to go get that perfect Christmas gift. I swear if she had to face the similar dillema, Nic would stay under that lock and key I suggested.

[metal slipping up hitting flesh] Ah! Damn it... I need coffee... {heavy sigh] I know. I know... I wished it kon myself... Have I told you how uncle Jones decided to give up coffee that one time because Mom said "I dare you"? I swear they are like children sometimes... Which is scary seeing how I"m more mature sometimes than they are...

If this is how people felt when I was sent home...

... then I'm really, REALLY sorry.

Alright, let's get some things settled.

[Private to Thomas|| Unhackable]
About those problems that can't be solved with pizza... It's... Can we talk?
[/Private]


[Private to Kara|| Unhackable]
I wanted to appologize... We never managed to get that coffee together... And, maybe we could...
[/Private]

[Private to Shalimar|| Unhackable]
Got things settled. Just so you know.
[/Private]

Yes, last weekend was traumatic and it turned me off winter for a long time, but I've been worse. So, really. I'm fine.

Oh, and to those I promised a ride... Unfortunately I won't be able to deliver. I'm really sorry for that.

( Private to Dieties || Hackable )

So.

The weekend was... Interesting.

I was a girl on Saturday, which was... awkward.
I was... dead, on Sunday. That was...

Anyway.

According to the Guide I got, this Network is the way to communicate with people. So I figured, I'll introduce myself. I'm Anthony. Hi. I'm not entirely sure what more to say, because there are people who know me better than I know this place, so let's just say I come in peace?

[ooc: Dear mods. I'm not sure how you deal with the matter of memories whether it's a go or no. But since Anthony would ask regardless, I had to let him. He is willing to give up his bike, his coffee and some of his memories of home. whatever you like /nodnod]

[Oh look! The Fountain! And walking past it, completely oblivious to the world, there's Anthony!

He's walking slowly, holding a backpack in one hand, obviously looking for something inside with his other hand. At the same time, he's talking on the phone, holding the cell between his ear and his shoulder. Yes, Puppy can multitask. But barely.]

And I'm not sure if you can afford the therapy I'll need if you keep telling me about your college days... Don't take me wrong, Mom, I love you. But I don't want to know anything... And I gotta go anyway. No, not a date. I have classes. You know, the reason why I went to college in the first place?

Listen, I'll call...

[He finally finds what he was looking for. With satisfaction clear on his face he fishes out car keys. He holds them out, pressing a button to disable the alarm of a car that's clearly not there. When he doesn't hear any sound, he looks own, frowning.

Seeing a completely unfamiliar place, his eyes widen. The cell phone falls down and hits the ground, but he doesn't notice that. He looks around, 'wtf', shock and a bit of fear all mixed and quite obvious on his face.]

What the--????



[ooc: Anthony's back!!!!! Action for the first person available - but no action placeholders allowed, they make Cala a said evil mun. Text and voice for everybody else, depending on what's your preference. I MISSSED YOUUUU!!!!!]

[Inside of Anthony's apartment. Hallway. Doors leading outside slightly ajar. There's a growl belonging most likely to a big bad animal.

There's running. Doors open more, and a more than slightly distressed Anthony runs inside, shutting the doors behind him, locking every possible lock behind.

He leans against the doors, breathing harshly]

And Mom said taking out trash won't kill me...

... no, really... I'm fine here.

We have to move on down!

Didn't we... already?

Let's go!

But... I shouldn't leave the building... I'm on bedrest... no, really...

Need a... roommate

[heavy sigh]

Doctor's orders.

[The voice that you hear is deeper than normal Anthony's voice. There's also no hesitancy in his speech, though a healthy dose of "WTF" can be heard]

What the...

I know for the fact that I didn't do anything to justify stay in the hospital. Or the too small hospital gown... Berta you minx...

Did I miss something?

And, uhm, okay that's embarassing, can someone bring me my pants?



[ooc: forwarddated to Poly's midnight. Anthony woke up all grown up. As far as he knows it's been over ten years since his coma and he's slightly confused. And yes, he spent all those years in the City.

Have fun with him XD]

[ETA: went to sleep. see ya in 7 hours... aaaand back XD]

[Hospital room, lots of hospital stuff around, and there, in bed is the poor, still healing Anthony. After a second of the feed it's obvious he's still asleep but then he moves his head and and slowly lifts his eyelids]

Mhm?

[He frowns and without moving his head much he looks around, confusion mixed with WTF? expression is clear on his face.]




[ooc: I'M BACK!!!!! CALA IS BACK!!!!!!!! LET'S THROW A PARTY!!!!!

a) Anthony is still slightly out of it and he will be going in and out from sleep for the next day or two, but we're definitely back in business with him.

b) responses can be voice or action, I'm open to all

c) since I'm still in Madrid and I'll spend the majority of tomorrow on the plane, it's a slowatus, so expect a lot of backdating, please????

d) yes this ooc note is loooooong

ETA: Also, expect some minor fallout from this brain damage thing. yes I'm evil, duh.]

Yeah. I know I pretty much dropped from the face of the Earth, or you know, City, but I had a pretty good reason.

( not ICly cut, here to save your flist )

Yes. That means exactly what you think it does. It's done. After over two months working on it, it's finally done.

I know I promised some of you a ride or two. Well now is when you collect. Just tell me when you have time.

[Private to Remy]

Give me another month or so and yours should be ready as well.

[ /Private]

Before you ask about the weekend, yes, I'm fine, no I don't want to talk about it.

Now, I need to move to the more pressing matters.

If the writings on me are anything to go by, you lot will have to work out some schedule between yourselves. But just to be clear, I will not get involved in a custody battle that would determine who gets Anthony on Sundays.

Now, I don't mind. Curse and all. And sure it's nice to know you belong to someone. But I'm a hardcore divorce kid and I won't be taking sides. Just deliver me the final schedule and everybody will be happy.

And yes. I'm joking. I don't need to see the schedule as long as you know it. XD

[ooc: yes, his friends were cursed and now he has 'belongs to' and 'adoped by' and 'property of' written in permanent marker. but it's okay. he doesn't mind.

and of course strikes are hackable. it's anthony.]

[rustling of sheets]

Ca-- Cassie?

[silence, followed by the sound that a body makes when it's being shaked]

Cassie! Oh God, wake up! I didn't mean to... I...

[stuff falls on the floor as Anthony get of the bed and moves away without looking around]

No... Wha--

Shut up... Shut up! Go away!

[sound of doors being shut. Furniture being moved]

I don't want that. Go away... shut up

[end of transmission]

[ooc: so. For today, Anthony traded powers with Thomas, which means that right now he's a sex vampire feeding on life force. With very little control over himself, scared out of his mind, not really understanding what's going on. Currently baricaded himself in his room after seducing and having sex with his roommate Cassie (as discussed with Cassie!mun). Cassie is currently in her bed being very unconcious as he fed from her. All responses are voice. have at him.]

So, I have a new appreciation for shopping. Which I realize might be a bit cryptic to some of you and very shallow to the rest... But the fact remains.

Especially if I'm armed with coffee.

[private to remy]

I might have something you should see. It's either really awesome or really creepy. Depends how you look at it.

[/private]

[filtered from thomas and kyle, kthxbye]

There's a club opening and it's sounds interesting, I mean I've never been to a vampire themed bar... Anyone going?

[/filter]

[ooc: cala is easily amused. yes. filters can be hackable, I don't mind]

No... no... Come on! Not again...

I appreciate the lack of post-apocaliptic background, but come on!

I know I'm not the most social person on the planet... But I can't handle another two days of being completely alone, come on... It's not even weekend...

Come on City, please...



Anyone?



[ooc: yeah, I'm a terrible person. first the Y am I the Last Man Standing, then Torchwood trauma, then nightmares and now we're alone again. I think I should do something nice for the guy or he'll refuse to cooperate during next angst driven period of time...

Also: activity may/will be spotty. work. but please, distract me. PLEASE]

[The room is completely lit. Anthony is sitting on the floor, between his bed and his night table. He holds a half empty cup of coffee. There are bags under his eyes, those more perceptive might notice dried tears on his cheeks.

For the first time since arriving here he looks exactly how he feels. Like a tired, lost teenage boy who's all alone and in over his head.

He notices the device is on and his expression becomes guarded, then irritated.]

Like the Network doesn't have enough of posts on this curse.

[he snaps and turns off the device.]