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So...who knows how to get applesauce out of advanced armor suits? Cause you step in a dozen apples and let me tell you that smell does not go away.
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[She hadn't been trying to hear things, but clearing the walls were resonating with the past of this place. Somethings were mildly amusing, others were down right awful. What she didn't expect was the sound of an unnaturally happy family gathering. Come on in Lavernius, let me get your coat. Allison is just in the kitchen.]

What the...

Hey Church..you gotta hear this. [She couldn't help herself, she laughed and leaned against the wall, listening and moving to try and center in on the sound.]
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Filtered
[Agent Washington]

Hey jer

[No, that wasn't right. She was trying to be better these days. Mostly.]

Wash, if you get a minute I'd like to talk.
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So that memory thing, real kick in the balls huh? So, we all lost our memories and that means that none of what may have happened actually counts. Nothing. So not one fucking word, got it?
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More mistletoe? And snow? Why does it have to be so damned cold this close to summer? Is it worth wishing up a sweater?

[Private to Leonard church]
Hey...uhhh...are you.. human?
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[Silva]

There's a score that needs to be settled.
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[There was a loud noise, a sort of slamming sound that came through the journal.]

Cut for language and length )
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Well Hello everyone!

I know this is a busy holiday season and we're all running around like busy little beavers trying to get in all that last minute shopping and cooking and getting ready for guests.

I just wanted to say that should you need to borrow a cup of sugar, a roll of scotch tape or sit down to have a hot cup of coffee or cool cocktail to ward of the chill and stress in the air, our door is always open.

Dear friends and neighbors this is a hectic time of year, but don't let the flurries rain on your parade, your friends in the community will always be there to lend a hand.
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WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT?

[The sound that followed was the sharp staccato bark of an XBR55 Battle Rifle. A series of hots followed by a paused and then another shorter series.]

This nameplate thing is pretty fucked up, so I've removed it and marked my name in my door my own way.

If I find out who did this I'll mark my name in them, too.

[The strong tang of rifle fire filled the hall, thin plume of smoke curled from the barrel. Anyone meeting her in the hall or passing later on would see the name plate, until the castle repairs it, riddled with bullet holes; below it in large bullet hole letters read TEX.

Someone has impulse issues.]
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[No voice, but that should be surprising no one by this point, however the panicked handwritten scrawl across the page might be new. It was not neat or crisp or clean as usual it was jagged like someone trying to adjust to a foreign limb writing rather than their usual hand.]

WH AT HAP PENED?

[The letters were spaced oddly and off center, pressure so hard that the pen was leaving a spreading ink splotch on the page. Hasty turning of pages and a sharp rasp followed. Red dripped to the white in tiny blossoms of red. Blood drips, tiny and nothing remotely more than an annoyance and certainly nothing that should have resulting in the terrified sound of scrambling that came after.

Paradisa, for those of you wandering around the quiet castle today especially those near dark corners you might see a darting figure moving and trying to stay to the shadows. Long blond hair and pale skin..a whole lot of pale skin as she’s naked. Humanity picked a hell of a week to hit Texas.]
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[Nothing sounded for some time, soft scrapes of paper over paper as though pages were being turned. This went on for quite some time before soft muttering, indistinct reading and then-]

Son of a bitch!

[Tex has just found out about the previous version of her who had resided in the castle. York had prepared her for some of it, but there were details he could not have thought would get a reaction from her. When the castle had left his diary for her to get caught up she'd stumbled upon some of her more colorful past. Surprise, she reacted.]
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Back here again. If you're not ok, get someone to help you.

[Uncharacteristic of her post world change entry, also written which is odd.]

[York]
I'd like to borrow that journal if I can. And to talk when you have time.
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Ha ha ha ha, and ha. Very fucking funny.

You took it.

Now give it back.

Do it soon and I might not even break your arm.

[That hot headed Hufflepuff Alli is very unhappy on discovering that a very personal item is missing, did you take it? Do you know who did? Do you want to throw someone under the bus? Come on..say something back, it' should to be interesting.]
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Ok, by now you know the drill. Post world change check in, everybody ok?

[Mark and Nora]
You guys hold up ok? Mark you get any classic music on the trip?

[Sunny]
Been kinda quiet over there, give me a heads up..you know, so I know.

[M]
Been out of touch, been a little...doggy. What's our current situation?

[York]
You said something back there, something about I was here before. How do I find out about that?

[Katniss]
Civilized world didn't throw you too much, did it?
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Guess things are back to normal, after the costume week I'm pretty glad for that. Everybody holding up ok out there?

[Filter to M]
Ran into your friend, or talked to him anyway. I don't like the vibe I get from him. I'm going to try and call in a few favors from some people I know just to be sure someone has your back. [Yeah, sorry M, she's not big on protocol, she's not asking you she's just doing you the courtesy of letting you know.]


[Filter to Freelancers, Spartans, AIs]
How would you guys feel about a real job for a change?

[Filter to Delta]
Delta, need to bounce a tech question off someone and of course you are the first big brain I thought of.
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WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?


Ok, so I leave that big party last night and I know, I know I wasn't drunk but I wake up today in a tux. How the hell does a tux even fit over my armor? I I don't know just what the hell this is but-

[There's a pause, s oft rustling of soft cloth and the theme song from James Bond movies plays for a single verse. Oh yeah, the classic theme, all brass.]

THAT?! Every so often I just stop, fix these stupid cuffs look to the side and this music plays. What the HELL is going on?
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So...I hear friends are turned into dolls, ages changes and all sorts of shit.

Has anybody ever looked for a pattern in this? Who comes, who goes, what happens to them while they are here? I am not a big believe in coincidence or random actions. I've seen too much about exactly how controlled the most random environments are.

Get back to me if you've noticed anything, I'll be checking stuff out for myself int he journal histories.

[Sunny]

How are you doing? Haven't heard much from you in recently so.. yeah. Just, you know, checking in.
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[Enjoy muttering while the journal is flipped open and flipped rapidly through, as if looking for instructions, directions, explanation..anything. The voice is clearly disgruntled and female but it sounds filtered as though through a speaker or headset.]

…Fuckberries.

This isn’t Valhalla, it sure as hell isn’t Blood Gulch, so where the hell am I? I see some giant thing that looks like a castle, ok I’m just going to call it a castle until it turns out to be something different.

Who the fuck builds castles now? Alien architecture sure, but Camelot? Wonderful, just great. I’m stuck in the middle of who the fuck knows where, with a castle and a bunch of unarmed civilians.

So, hey out there…anyone seen Blue base? Hell anyone seen Red base? [Rueful laughter] I must be bad off if I actually want to see those assholes.

(OOC Note: I apologize for the gratuitous profanity but I swear to you it is canon based. Please be aware this is an f-bomb minefield.)

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