Excuse me.

I got a question.

[There... is a very oddly dressed man on screen. A full body spandex suit with a mask, which on anyone else would look stupid-

It still looks stupid.

But it looks stupid while showcasing the fact that this man is built like a brick shit house and is further more, armed to the teeth. Two katanas sheathed at his back, two guns in the holster, a bandolier filled with ammo, it appears there's a few daggers sheathed around his boots-]

Can I get this necklace in maybe like a vermilion or like maybe a dark sort of galaxy cut ruby?

I got fucking taste here, don't insult me with this garbage.

[And a text later]

Also where the fuck am I and who do I have to shank for a sandwich around here?

[The video starts with the first sight of waaaay too much pink and purple to be one a boy and what is that? at ears and tail? There is a cat boy now in your midst, citizens of Genessia!]

I take it that I am not either in the Amusement park or Wonderland anymore if what the fake girl said is true.

[Fluffs up his 'fur' before adjusting it to fit better around his shoulders.]

The name is Boris Airay, the most badass cat all of you will ever meet. Where can a cat get some grub to eat?

Who: Open? Drop me a PM on his journal or my plurk if you want to log
Where: Phantomhive Manor Sub Archway, Everglade
When: 11/5 to 11/6

"Hatred and sorrow are power. They are yours to control. All you have to do is turn them into strength, and use that strength to move forward." He always told the Young Master that advice. It was his favorite advice among the many.

( Cut for length )

YES! The shitty paperwork finally went through!

A'ight y'all, listen up! If y' ain't scared a the dark an' y' ain't scared a ghosts an' vampires an' werewolves an' shit an' yer the kinda person that likes t' get paid...

[He takes a deep breath. That was a lot to say in one breath!]

I'm hirin'!

Need someone t' work full time on the de- phone. Gotta be good at organizin' shit an' makin' schedules an' keepin' track a who's where an' how long they're gonna be at it. Rent y' a li'l office t' work in if y' need, or y' can work from yer own place if that's how y' do. Whatever, so long as y' do a good job I don't give a shit how y' get it done. Officially called the position a scheduler, so if that's the kinda river y' feed int', gimme a ring.

An' I'mma need a buncha badasses t' do the rest. 'S part-time, probly. Move y' up t' full time if we get swamped. Gonna be the kinda work that goes well with bounty huntin' or hangin' in the dungeon or fightin' the coliseum circuit, actually. Jus' somethin' kinda steady y' can do on the side so y' ain't gotta worry if y' need a week off or some shit, aye? All y' gotta do's walk with people an' make sure they get where they's goin', safe an' sound. Prob'ly usually after dark. In Everglade. So there's yer catch, sheheheheh! Gotta know yer way 'round the city or be willin' t' learn it damn fast, in case y' gotta change someone's route for reasons, if y' catch my drift. Also gotta be badass 'nuff t' discourage folk lookin' t' pick a fight with someone, aye? An' beyond that, badass 'nuff t' finish the damn fight an' come out on top if discouragement don't work. Sounds like shit y' wanna do, then let's chat, aye?

Last thing. If yer someone that needs t' get 'round from one place t' 'nother an' yer feelin' a bit nervous 'bout gettin' mugged or hunted, give Jolly Eddy's a call. We'll find y' a friend t' make sure y' get where yer goin' as fuss free as possible. Day or night, no questions asked. Fliers go up at the beginnin' a the week.

That's all.

Later Gaters!

 [A week ago, Will had entered the dream docks in the desperate hope of finding out what it was that had been missing. For more than a month, all he had known was that he had lost, had forgotten, something that was terribly important.

Well, now he knew. As Will wakes up, he truly knows himself for the first time since he had arrived in this world.

And the self that he now knew was not exactly what he had believed himself to be.

For some time, Will simply stays at the Dream Docks and thinks. And at last he muses aloud to himself.]

A long way to go. [He chuckles slightly in amusement.] That was what I told them. I might have rather underestimated that.

[With a quick gesture, Will opens his communicator and sets it to broadcast out. He knew that there would be some here who would have been concerned at his absence.]

I'm awake again. I think I shall head back to the children's home soon.

[Somehow the camera turns on, but it’s filled with condensation. Enthusiastic sniffing can be heard as the camera focuses on a dog’s big black nose.]

Hi There! My name is Dug.

[The golden retriever sits back far enough now so that he can be fully seen. A collar with a red dot blinks as he speaks]

I am looking for a new Alpha or Master.

I am a good dog. Yes. I will love you.

[Marcus seems kind of annoyed a bit but speaks..]

So anybody looking for a cyborg terminator's help in a job?

Shooting things and fixing cars is my specialty. 

[ This newcomer is likely a lot happier about waking up in the Bay than most. It means that he escaped Neverland, and there's all this exciting technology. He's testing out the various features of his device.]

Text
testing. hello world

Voice
Testing

Picture
[ A random picture of the Bay is posted]

Video
[ At first the video shows the end of Weiss's hologram spiel. Then it shows a scruffy boy.]

I think it's working!
It's Bonfire Night!
Does anyone celebrate?
Any fireworks around?

[ Priorities]