[The writing is shaky, as though the writer were slightly inebriated, but still recognizable as Rick's.]

Don't mean to add onto everything else, but Nikki's gone.

As in disappeared.

[A clear drop appears on the page. Hmm.

Any characters who come to see Rick in person on the evening/night of the 17th will find him completely shit out of his head drunk and inclined to either not talk or mumble.]

So I heard it's Genius' birthday soon.

And it'll be my birthday, too! How about that?

Mr. Grift, would you mind terribly if a bunch of partygoers descended on your place sometime around 7 on Sunday? I'll bring the cake and they'll bring the cheer.

[[OOC: There's a smear of what looks suspiciously like maple syrup at the top of the page. Hmm. Also, Derrick is not affected by Mad Libs.]]

Here's a bit of free and sage advice, Sphere.

If someone offers to give you an Awful Waffle, DON'T TAKE IT.

It's not a food.

Let us leave it at that and never speak of it again.

Man, these little phone things are great. I now know what my next childrens' book is going to be- "Bernard Guesses Your Weight In Pigs". Or perhaps "Bernard And The Clacks", once I figure out what in the hell a clack is.

...OK, so the concept needs work, but the point is I can't wait to see what other pearls of wisdom and inspiration this has to offer.

Oh, yes, and I look very very fetching in those nice robes you get in the Wilderness. I'm a Ravenclaw!

... place seems kinda familiar, though. Not TOO familiar, just vaguely.

[[OOC: It has been established in Castle canon that Harry Potter is indeed a real series of fiction books, so yeah. XD]]

If I'm gonna be doing this ninja thing, I need a flashy new codename.

Derrick the Water Beetle? Nah...

Or how about Flash. Yeah. My ninja superhero name shall be FLASH. Genius can be the Water Beetle.

... anyone have any better ideas?

Coming soon- the touching tale of a pink sea monster and the one-eyed banana puppet that becomes her best friend and confidante.

The sequel to "Our Friend Nannerpus"... "My Friend Bernard".

Sooo- who's this mysterious Spade that bid on a date with yours truly and has yet to cash in? Don't be shy, I don't bite. Often. Or very hard, come to think of it. I'm even fine going for coffee and discussing the finer points of life inside this crazy hippie commune.

Speaking of life inside this crazy hippie commune, I'm hard at work on my next books. One'll be a short story centered on the tumultuous love life of a man called Rusher. Who's totally a completely original character, I swear it. And the rousing success of "Our Friend Nannerpus" has inspired a sequel featuring that lovely huggy pink sea monster, Bernard. If you're all good, you'll get a preview soon.