The surrounding vegetation is incapable of relaying communication, yet it does follow commands.

This is ineffective for analysis.

A sufficient amount is, however, capable of large scale destruction of commercial and residential property. Individual terminations should now be efficiently conducted.

I like this.

There is a great deal of vegetation presently around me... It seems to have grown at an accelerated rate through the window.

It is demonstrating a need for my extremities.

I do not like this.

So... Anyone else encounter anything strange?

Like two of me being awesome?

Ignore him. That's not me. I mean, it is, but...

Never mind.

Everyone okay?

Okay, I? Am officially bored. Is there anything to do in this town other than wait for the inevitable terror and destruction?

[Private to Sunnydale folks]

So ... who's left? I know that Buffy is gone, but ... who else?

Who: Jim and everyone
What: Jim calls a meeting
When: Day 41, after dinner
Where: First floor parlor ( Read more... )

WHO: Jim Kirk, Max Guevara, um, T-X unit
WHAT: Partner funtimes and receiving new arrivals
WHEN: Day 39
WHERE: Town Square ( Read more... )

This is an unusual place.

Wireless communications in the form of written ink upon paper... Inefficient. Insufficient.

Who are you?

Where are you?

What assistance can you provide?