[It's two in the morning (or some hour that feels like two in the morning, people sleeping and quiet), and there's a slightly-larger-than-a-cat dinosaur chewing on Meriken's guide. This of course turns the video on. Have a view of the inside of Fluffy's mouth, punctuated by glimpses of Meriken's brightly-lit room (cleaned this time, scrubbed ( Read more... )

[There's something... off... about Meriken. She doesn't look any younger (if anything, she looks older, something dangerous about the twist of her lips, the glint in her eyes).]

Yeah, I want some answers, and I want them now. What the hell is really going on here?

[The guide is being hit with the smaller end of a vuvuzela (the American flag one on the end). Said guide happens to be in a dark and dustbunny-infested corner underneath a bed. After a few moments, the view begins to move sideways as Meriken uses the "instrument" to get the guide out.]

VICTORY

It takes a second before she realizes it's on.Have ( Read more... )

AMERICA AND I ARE NOT MARRIED. WE ARE NOT DATING. WE ARE NOT ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED!

[There is a baby Troodon gnawing on the Guide. Isn't that lovely.

After a couple seconds, there's scuffling as Meriken yanks it away from her new... pet.]

So, are we allowed to keep these things? Because if we are, I'm keeping Fluffy.

Anybody else in 3-24 is just going to have to deal with it.

[A young girl (fairly normal looking for a human, almost-blonde hair, blue eyes). She can’t be older than thirteen or fourteen, but is wearing a suit and has an almost desperate look in her eyes.]

RIGHT! ROLECALL! ALL AMERICAN CITIZENS, REPORT HERE! I need to know when you’re from, where you’re from, who you are, and how long you’ve been here. ( Read more... )