Hello!

I was very busy this past month and consequently did not check my RP friend journals. The style template for Sarah's LJ does not let me go back very far on her friends' page. It's annoying!

I'm trying to get back in the swing of things. If there is something IC that I missed (or OOC), please point me to it! Pretty please?

Also, for those wondering, it's safe to assume that Sarah threw another Thanksgiving dinner and invited all the usual suspects. We can just do a big ol' handwave for that. :)

Daniel proposed and I said yes!

We're getting married!

I finished analyzing the pills you gave me. Do you want to come here to talk about the results, or should I meet you in the Nexus, or somewhere else?

Here are the coordinates for my backyard. I hope to see you all there.

After talking about it with Daniel, we decided to have a cookout at our beach house this Labor Day. I would love if all of you could make it, and if you know others who were also kidnapped and taken to that alien city, they are also welcome.

RSVP isn't necessary, but a rough idea of how many people to expect would be nice, so let me know if you'll be able to make it. I look forward to seeing all of you.

((Actual cookout post will go up this Friday, so that people can play through the weekend if they like. Time has no meaning, as usual, so drop in whenever you want!))

Things are slowly returning to normal for Sarah, now that everyone has returned to the City. She hasn't visited the Nexus in some time, but she's more than happy to have company over. This afternoon, that company is Mitsuru. She hopes she can answer the younger woman's questions about the Strangers and give her a little peace of mind.

It is a warm, sunny day outside, and Sarah's garden is still flourishing. She has set the iron-wrought patio table with a pitcher of lemonade and some tiny fruit tarts, and has given Mitsuru PINpoint coordinates for her backyard. If it gets too hot they can always retire to the living room.

You Fascinating and Truthful

You are a responsible person who enjoys taking care of others. You believe in honest work and taking on commitments. You have a good character. And while you are very trustworthy, you are by no means boring and dull. You are bright, quick, and witty. You are a nonconformist who always has something interesting to say.

I hope everyone is doing well. Now that Daniel and the others are back, I'm a little reluctant to leave my city. Please bear with me. I hope to have some sort of cookout on the beach soon.

Select a character I RP or write and I will answer the following 12 questions for you.

01. What would your character die for?
02. What would they refuse to do under any circumstances?
03. What do they dream about?
04. What single object would they be most hard pressed to part with? Why?
05. What is their fondest memory?
06. What is their worst memory?
07. What or who was were their most significant influence?
08. What would be their biggest nightmare?
09. What makes them laugh?
10. Who is the most important person in their life?
11. Is your character a virgin? If not, who was their first?
12. Ask whatever question you want!

I listed my characters in the last ooc meme I did, in case anyone needs a refresher.

Comment here with your character's name for a big appropriate-sized block of text about how mine feels regarding yours.

And by "mine", feel free to pick any of my pups:
sarah_branigan
not_seacrest
orchidlover_wa
too_late4tom

My brother is back.

These alternate Strangers have, in fact, kidnapped people and imprinted them with new memories. Just like they did in our city. But they made mistakes, this time. My brother says that people were starting to remember who they really are.

I hope everyone comes home soon, safe.

I learned that my friend Mitsuru is also missing.

I now believe this is a Nexus-wide phenomenon.

It is hard, with so many people dear to me missing, but those that are dear to me are still here, and need my help. I am trying to be strong.

I wish they had taken me instead.

People are missing from my city. Daniel, my brother, Harley, Thorn, Markus, and Cornelius, to be precise.

John thinks it might have something to do with the Strangers who visited the Nexus recently. I don't understand how they could kidnap people from our city, right out of their homes, but it's our only lead.

I can't visit the Nexus right now because I'm caring for Harley's daughter, but I want to know if anyone of you have seen or heard something unusual. Is anybody else missing? Is this a Nexus-wide problem?

Thank you.

Perhaps it's too late, or you've already heard this from Daniel, but alternates of the aliens that terrorized our city are in the Nexus. There are many of them.

Please do not trust them, whatever they say. Their desire to survive is single-minded, and they lack any sort of empathy or feeling for other sentient beings.

I will not be visiting the Nexus again for some time.

((Blame Schreber-mun for this story idea!))

The City's vibrant nightlife gave Tom many options for a place to unwind and have a drink or two. Tom settled on a jazz bar that Sarah had mentioned in passing. It was smoky, and a little cramped, but the three-piece ensemble on stage was jamming, and the crowd loved it.

He sidled up to the bar, watching the audience while he waited for the bartender. Some people were dancing, mostly women. One women was quite good, swaying sensuously to the beat and sliding her hands along the fabric of her little black dress. She turned to blow a kiss to someone at a table --

Oh. Oh God. That was Sarah.

That was his sister!

Tom stared, then blushed vividly and tried to find a way to keep his eyes on the ceiling while still watching her. What was she doing, dancing like that and dressed like that? Not that there was anything wrong either of those things, but this was Sarah. She didn't act like that.

Did she?

She blew another kiss, and he looked toward its recipient. Schreber. He recognized the man immediately, despite the poorly lit club. He jostled his way through the crowd, his mouth set in a determined line. "Hey," he said, once he was at Schreber's table. "Having fun?"

The bespectacled scientist looked up, a dreamy expression on his face. Which was immediately replaced with a mixture of shame and terror. If it weren't for his bad leg, Tom was sure Schreber would have tried to slide under the table. "Tom! Oh... ah, hello, I didn't know you... were here."

Tom pointed to the dance floor. "Why is she up there dressed like... like not how she dresses, dancing like that?"

Schreber smiled weakly. "She's, ah... she told you about her other personality, yes?"

"Mary?" Tom blinked, his frown softening. "But she said Mary only comes out when she's stressed..."

"She's been working on... bringing Mary out in a controlled environment, through self-hypnosis," Schreber explained, some of his composure returning. "It's im...pressive, that she's come so far in her ability."

Tom watched his sister again. She did look like she was having a good time. He knew how awkward it was to have two sets of memories, it couldn't have been easy for her. "So now she... what, just goes out like Mary?"

"Not often." The Doc's gaze was also on Sarah, and his dreamy smile had returned. "This is only our second... night out, in fact. Usually, she's on...ly Mary in the bedroom."

Tom's glare was immediate and scorching, and Schreber looked like he really would slide under the table, bad leg or not. "I don't want you to say those words or anything remotely like them to me again. Ever."

Schreber blushed and looked down. "Sorry." More quietly, he added, "We are on a date, you know."

Tom sighed, embarrassed at his reaction and... well, everything, really. "Okay. Fine. Have a nice night, I'll see you later." He left the bar and took a huge gulp of air as soon as he stepped outside. Now he needed to find a different bar to have a drink or two. Or ten. Ugh.

I've given my characters a healthy dose of Veritaserum and now they have to tell the truth. What does this mean for you? Ask my characters questions about anything and everything and they will truthfully answer it. So, go ahead and ask what you want. He can't beat around the bush with half-truths.

Feel free to ask questions of any of my characters. :)

It's another lovely summer day in the City. Sarah has decided to have tea with Arlen outside, in the back. Many of the flowering plants are in bloom, and her raspberry bush is ripe with berries. Belle is busy plucking berries and putting them into a basket, humming a little tune as she does.

Sarah has made her patio chairs comfortable with a couple of decorative cushions. There is a pitcher of iced tea and some miniature raspberry tarts on the table, but she will make hot tea if Arlen asks.

Daniel's recent entry made me realize that I haven't written in ages. I'm sorry! We're both doing well, as is the City. The community garden is in full bloom, and my own garden is doing well. The City looks much nicer with a touch of green.

Courtney, I don't know if you're reading this, but if you are... well, I'd like to talk to you, when you have some free time?

Also, do any of you know a man named Metody Green? If so, I'd like to speak with him, also.

I had the most disturbing dream last night. I was in the City, but it was completely empty. There were no monsters or anything of that sort, but I couldn't find anyone. Daniel says that's a dream he used to have often. I don't know why I dreamed it, but it was very sad.

The weather is lovely here. If you'd like to come over to visit, let me know! My work hours are a little shorter now that it's summer.

For this meme, choose one character of yours and one character of mine - and then I will write out how they hook up, settle into a long term relationship and/or marriage, and describe their child/children.

I kind of wish I had more female characters, to make this meme more interesting. >_> For your memeing pleasure, you can treat Sarah and Mary as separate entities, or suggest non-LJ characters that I've RPed in the past.

It's the second night of Sarah's LOL that has turned her into an eight-year-old. Her first night, Dr. Schreber let her stay up as late as she wanted, but she's had a busy day -- first downtown with her brother and then a few hours visiting Harley and April, so by the time dinner is over, she's ready for bed.

She changes into a nightgown -- it's way too big on her, but it's all there is, brushes her teeth, and gets into bed. But it's still a strange room to her, filled with ominous shadows and unfamiliar shapes, and sleep doesn't come.

A little while later, Schreber might hear her calling for him. Not in a scared way -- more of a whiny, "I can't fall asleep and I'm bored" sort of way.

This one has been making the rounds. Indulge me!

Give me a current character of mine and I will list for you their:

01.) Full name?
02.) Best friend?
03.) Sexuality?
04.) Favorite color?
05.) Relationship status?
06.) Ideal mate?
07.) Turn-ons?
08.) Last sexual experience?
09.) Favorite food?
10.) Crushes?
11.) Favorite music?
12.) Biggest fear?
13.) Biggest fantasy?
14.) Quirks in bed?
15.) Bad habits?
16.) Biggest regret?
17.) Best kept secrets?
18.) Last thought?
19.) Worst sexual/romantic experience?
20.) Biggest insecurity?