( [Private to Mohinder Suresh] )

[Peter clears his throat nervously, not even sure why he's posting this. There's been some weird shit going on today. They're not in Kansas anymore, it would seem, and people everywhere are meeting their dead relatives, or long-lost friends, or even their duplicates.

Maybe Nathan will answer. He's been here. Peter just recently found an old ( Read more... )

[Again he doesn't bother with video; no one will recognize him, and anyway, he's feeling too ill to even figure out how to do it. He's felt this before: it's a power overload. The collar is not allowing him to fight it off.

Peter's voice is weak, and he speaks very slowly.It's Peter -- I need some help. I'm not feeling that great. Too many powers ( Read more... )

[There's no point in using video, he figures, not after the trouble he had keeping Mohinder's face memorized earlier. His voice alone should be enough ( Read more... )

[The sound of singing is about all that's detectable for the moment.  It's much too steamy to see anything in the room ( Read more... )

( [Private To Sylar | Easily Hackable] )

[Guess who's learned to use the WAV device located in each of the rooms in the little town of Haven? He's set it to just 'call' random people and now he's got you on the other end ( Read more... )

[He sounds out of breath.]

A saloon. Really? Don't anyone tell my brother!

[Everyone! Take a look at this! It's an image of a man who made a video just a little while ago, Sylar, standing with his hand held out, frozen in place. Peter's voice can be heard, breathless, from behind the communicator ( Read more... )

so

a balloon just floated in here and i popped it because fuck a balloon coming into my personal shit

and now there are donut holes everywhere

so i guess if you want a donut hole and i dont hate you you can come over

also

no one speaks to me about last week
no one

unless youre really dying to have your legs broken i guess

[Locked 20% to ( Read more... )