This website appears to grant access to areas of the web I have not previously been able to visit. Is there an explanation for this phenomenon?

And it seems I am using an account that previously belonged to a different user. I hope there is no problem with this? I do not know why I was able to log into it in the first place, since I do not recall having signed up for these forums before. Maybe there is some kind of explanation for this also?

Ah... please call me Kite. Nice to meet you.

This place appears... alive. Intelligent. Almost like our world. Given the nature of this place, it is not impossible for this message to make it through intelligibly...
Who is this? It is not Aura. Alike in data structure but not in behaviour. I do not understand...

((strikes hackable with mad skills. And no, he's not going to remember you all. Yet.))

[Gin again, with a variety of trays close by, and all of them with assorted pastries; the man loves his sweets. At the moment, he's enjoying some dango.]

Well, seems we're real early here, but since it ain' too far 'way, might as well ask. That silly lil holiday's comin' up, th' one where humans get all flustered an' focus on nothin' but somethin' called 'love'.

[Here he might pause to think of a few specific individuals back in Soul Society, namely Matsumoto Rangiku and Kira Izuru, but not for anything to do with love's sake. Really, just because those two had their roles in his life, and having served their purpose, are gone now.]

Don' seem much more t' me than a bother, naa. [Sighs.] Wonder how they're all makin' out~

[He picks up a new stick and pops the first small piece into his mouth, swallowing before he continues to speak. Smiles~]

...'least there's plenty o' sweets t' go round, hm? Aizen-san, got one with yer name on it if ya want~ [He waves a new stick enticingly~]

[ A period of time has passed since Minato's last post to the community. Two weeks and a day, to be exact. Although his voice and mannerisms don't reflect it, he has awakened part of his memory; not the part that remembers his fellow community members, unfortunately, but the part that is cognizant and aware of the date of his own passing. ]

The dorm is no longer...

I need a place to stay.

Serious time, guys.





What do you want to do before you die?

It's called the West Seattle Psy-chi-a-tric Hospital.

Who's coming to get me?

[OOC: All you creepers can duke it out now. 8|]

If one of you would be so kind, I would like a worldhop over to the West Seattle Psychiatric Hospital. There is someone there I wish to go and get.

I want to check myself into a hospital. I realize now that I've been a fool for not wanting help!

The West Seattle Psychiatric Hospital looks like the best choice for me. Somebody should hop me there.

I'm not supposed to be at a computer, but it's not like they can stop me. I'm pretty sure none of them want to stop me. I think one of the orderlies saw me and decided that I shouldn't be here, but then I told him I could be and he believed me. Aren't you supposed to disbelieve crazy people? What the fuck is with that?

Only four of the four thousand species of cockroaches are actually considered household pests. Fucking weird to think that everyone hates an insect that really isn't a pest. Most of the time. Some, none of the time, really.

Getting ahead of myself. There's a man here who thinks aliens come to him every night and suck out his fluids. It's fucking ridiculous that there are people out there that actually believe in that crap. Like the ones who think Satan's talking to them, or whatever. As if he would bother. I've seen the edge of the world and know things I probably shouldn't. I think I'm OK, though. The insanity plea was only so I didn't have to deal with more lawyers than I care to, but don't get any weird ideas. Then again, you guys are the masters of weird ideas, huh?

I should probably apologize for not believing you before, about the worlds and things like that. I've seen them all, or a few of them, because probably not all of them get what we get here.

I tried to search the internet for cpclrpacjes but they didn't have anything on it. So I might have to write a book on that. But I'm kind of stuck, for now. Benny and me, I mean, we're stuck. And by the way, my ex-girlfriend was a psychopathic bitch who killed my brother and sold me out to that high-priest demon bastard. They made an ugly couple which was pretty par-for-the-course, when you think about it. She got hers, though, so. And Johnny's dead. I was dead too, but I guess that's beside the point since I'm alive again. Or alive now. I'm not sure, Benny likes the "now" but I think I was doing pretty well before this bullshit.

Have you ever heard a cockroach sing?


((OOC: ....Um. Just... go with it. He's through his canon now.))

Indeed! Following this Shadow business, with the world hopping available to us again I come with an invitation:

To the Karaoke Bar I work at - Top Tunes Karaoke! Fabulous atmosphere, complete with a disco ball and a choice of thousands of songs.

So! Just drop me a line and I'll world hop you over, on Tuesday nights it's buy one drink, get one song free!

Come one, come all!

How many of you are proficient in the art of fencing? It seems I've run out of challenging sparring partners.

Hello again, Mr. and Ms. community members! I have a question for all of you.

You see, a very good friend of mine had some troubles recently, so I wanted to continue to try and find the person that he's secretly in love with! Except all my guesses were turning out wrong, so I'm going to start from scratch, which is why I need help! Previously, I had been relying on my maiden's intuition, but now I'm going to find evidence like my friend Pearl always says is a good idea.

So! What are some signs that someone is in love with someone else? I want to know everything, starting from the very basics!

I'm curious -- what years are the people here from? It seems that everyone I speak to is at least forty years before where I am now.