11th card [Dictated]

[legacydeck]

With Sam Winchester gone, I suppose running the Pie Hole falls to me, unless anyone else particularly wants it.

We'll be needing another person to run the till either way, though.

66

[cheerupemoborg]

[So guess what's in the journal today? Yep, it's that familiar writing again...]

Shame on you people!

Why? Why would you not listen to me? How can you put your friends and families in danger like this? Do you even care? Even my species, in all their stubborn belligerence, cares for their kin.

You are all so very selfish.

Looks like I will have to find some other method of convincing you. What a bother.

Well, until that time comes, I think I will throw you a bone: ask, and I will answer your questions. In fact, a little conversation may do us all some good.

Mr. Triton, no worse for wear I assume? Everyone else, good? Then ask away.

-Mr. Many

I Spy with my Eye

[waterproofed]

[Percy is laying on his back using the spyglass Lemony gave him for Christmas to look at the stars. No, this is not an effective way to stargaze. Why do you ask?]

Has anyone ever come up here during different seasons to chart the stars? They all look kinda the same to me.

Case 16

[unnaturalpause]

[Why is he nervous? It may have something to do with what he saw he did earlier in the week when he was busy with Giotto and their flying gecko bro.

But he has to ask, and it's easier to ask and ignore what yesterday was then well anything else. And also apologize.

He really needs to do that.]

I hope everyone had a pleasant time around the New Years or just a pleasant time if that means nothing to you, even with certain events. [And a sigh.] If during that time I did something or someone that sounded like me did, that was otherwise untoward or impolite, would you please inform me? [He may as well make up for it all starting soon, right?]

Also has anyone seen my Sandshrew? He's been missing the last few days.

105.1 - we will not drink to blindness, dear

[hard_talker]

[instead of Leonard Cohen, this week, everyone gets this little gem piped through their radios and/or over the journals...]

Soooooo, hey, big surprise, the castle went on a little New Year's bender and had a bunch of us make total jackasses out of ourselves! Complete with a jackass queen, which, I gotta admit, was kind of a nice touch. But all in all, I'm surprised the castle even felt like it had to lift a finger. You guys are makin' enough waves on your own! Gold star to whoever made that royal, fishy-smelling mess out of the kitchen the other day. Real nice.

People's resolutions seem to be all over the fuckin' place - though a few of you decided the best way to ring in the year was to get yourselves knocked the fuck out. Nice job, guys.

Lessee, what else've we got on the menu ... some jerkass tried the annual Ploy To Take Over The Castle - try harder, dude, seriously ... there was a nice, thorny little question about revenge that got tossed out for the masses ... we've got a few people who're gonna go basically put up Biohazard signs in the Dead Zone because they didn't get enough Common Sense in their Christmas stockings ... and oh yeah, apparently we're a monarchy now, if you care about that sorta thing. Queen Anne vs. Mr. Many, I'm gonna start taking bets on the match now. But how's it gonna play out, sports fans? Fisticuffs? Pistols at dawn? Rock Paper Scissors? Your guess is as good as mine!

While we wait for the latest development in this thrilling clash of titans, why don't we give the first newbie shout-out of the year to Blues, Rise, some guy convinced he's the Easter Bunny - do we still have a shrink in the castle? - DeMarco, and Frodo! Buckle up, it's all up and down hills from here. Please stow all loose items - cameras, handbags, journals, emotional fuckin' baggage - in the net bins below your seats, and like hell do we expect you to remain seated for the duration of the ride.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got some prime fucking entertainment to get to, tonight - any of you ever try to watch someone who's the same size as a video game controller play Glyph Factory? Because it's pretty hysteric-- OW! JESUS.

[someone's fairy-loss girlfriend just dropped said controller on his head]

After school special lesson of the week, kids. Don't make fun of vertically challenged people. Till next time, this is your neighborhood DJ Hard Harry, reminding you to take the mundane outta Monday.

Stop throwing fucking Pez at my head, Nora, for Christsakes...