You doin' alright, Doppio?

That Port was quite satisfying.

( Private to the Master - cut for racial slur )

Hey Warden of mine: I know this great song you might like. Rhymes, too.

Right, so I had the Master's body in my room and then he fucking vanished. What the FUCK is wrong with this place??

Hey! Who's the guy who got that jerk off deathbot off my back?

(( takes place after the chaos mass-Barge thread. And by guy, she of course means Sylar. ))

1 potato
2 potato
3 potato
4!

Hey Red! Bounty fulfilled.

(( Baby counts her dead through song: Lestat, John, and Emily. Injured Namor and Morgan. ))

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

(( Baby looked like THIS guy. ))

Cut thistles in May,
They'll grow in a day;
Cut them in June,
That is too soon;
Cut them in July,
Then they will die.

AhhahahahahahaHAAAHAAAhahaa!

(( Disclaimer/Credits - 'Cut Thistles in May' is a Mother Goose nursery rhyme and I am not claiming it to be my own work, nor the work of my character. ))

One done, another to go.

Oh, Gregory Hooouussseee! Come out, come out where ever you are!

[Private to the Master]

We need to team up. This whole food thing is bullshit and it's only going to get worse and you fucking know it.

Um, yeah, what the fuck is this shit? My tits sure as hell don't sag this bad and last I checked, that WASN'T my face.

I hate this goddamn place.

NOTE: Took place during victim!flood. Baby looks turned into Gloira Sullivan.