Y HALO THAR ATTACK PIXIE SCUM!

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( Get your demons outta my soup // kettle's too small, got no room // all the doors and all the windows // had a favor, got a boon // copper kettle, spill your seed // now is thyme for planting // open windows, open dreams // follows lizards on their journey )

OOC - HIATUS THING

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Okay, so... emergency thing, and I'm gonna be scarce for a few days now. I'll explain when I come back, I think by Sunday.

Dean is sulking in his hut some more, binge-drinking and avoiding Jenks, who is taking advantage of his new groundskeeper job.
Jack is patrolling the lake, discovering the best course of action to attack the lake squid. In his mind.
Wilson is... doing whatever the hell Wilson does all day.
Bones is in the Ravenclaw lab, identifying a Civil War victim.
Ophelia is wandering the halls and... generally looking out of it, whee.
Pickles is... pretty much doing the same as Dean, actually, sans hut.
Lorelai has been hanging out with the house elves, trying to learn how to bake something properly in the kitchen.
Marla's strung out on the acid that Berger gave her XD
Doug is plotting new ways to show and film his manliness so he can get his pager back.
Tenna is... you don't wanna know.
Veronica is working on the Copping Porn or Popping Corn? case file.
Sylar's pondering Molly's words and deciding the best course of action to attack Susan.

Whew. That's it. And see you all later.

~Hillary.

Owl to Camilla Macaulay

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( To Miss Camilla )

Unpopcorning Homestar Runner

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"So where are we, anyway?" Homestar asked, looking around. He had just come out of a room full of popcorn, and he seemed to be in a long hallway. "And what's with all this butter?"

There was no answer. Homestar had some trouble with his R's, but it had never stopped anyone from talking to him before. Perhaps a bit more encouragement was required. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with butter. Just…on popcorn, you know? Not on me. Cause then it's kind of gross."

He waited; still nothing. "I need, like, a shower or something. Maybe you could just point me in the direction of Marzipan's house? Or the nearest hose?"

Silence. Homestar frowned and glared suspiciously. "Hey, are you making fun of me? Cause that's getting really annoying. I have a wand," he held it up and made little tapping motions, "and I know how to use it. Seriously." A pause, then, "Whoa! Where'd I get this wand? I don't remember getting a wand." He had vague memories of some kind of school. And a hat. And Homsar and the Pea Soup guy were there.

"Am I in Oz?" he wondered, looking around again. He didn't yet seem to have realized that he was talking to a wall.


((Sorry, could someone help me out with Homestar's tag? It's not letting me add one myself.))