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Ponderances of Alicia (entry 6)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Trabeal and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.)) 

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Ponderances of Alicia (entry 5.5, later that day)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Trabeal and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.)) 

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Ponderances of Alicia (entry 5)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Trabeal and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.)) 

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Echoes of Memory - 2

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((Written to 'If You Tolerate This' by the Manic Street Preachers.))

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Echoes of Memory - 1

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((Written to 'How You've Grown' by Natalie Merchant and the 10,000 Maniacs.))

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Ponderances of Alicia Trabeal (entry 4)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Trabeal (formerly Alicia Zabean) and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.))


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*Book is clearly handmade, bound in leather with what looks to be an old belt wrapped around it, keeping it closed. Pages are rough-hewn and rough-edged, at best. The writting is neat, but seemingly rushed.*


One hour with Him and... WHOA! I didn't even touch him, or see him. He wasn't even in the same sector as me. But.. WHOA! That Child is mine.

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Ponderances of Alicia Trabeal (entry 3)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Trabeal (formerly Alicia Zabean) and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.))


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*Book is clearly handmade, bound in leather with what looks to be an old belt wrapped around it, keeping it closed. Pages are rough-hewn and rough-edged, at best. The writting is neat, but seemingly rushed.*


 Got to spend some quality time with him last night. We just sat and talked. Enjoyed our time together. It's refreshing to have someone want to be with you and not just to fuck, but to get to know you and still want to fuck you.

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Echoes of Memory

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Following will be brief glimpses of some of the wasteland adventures of one Druuna Czarra, as well as some of her thoughts and concerns about those wanderings shared in various ways that will hopefully seem appropriate to each particular post and the Fallen Earth setting over all. I like to write to music so some will be set to tunes I feel enhance the mood in some way and I'll provide a link if I can.

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Ponderances and Musings of Alicia (entry 2)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Zabean and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.))

*Book is clearly handmade, bound in leather with what looks to be an old belt wrapped around it, keeping it closed. Pages are rough-hewn and rough-edged, at best. The writting is neat, but seemingly rushed.*

 

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Ponderances and Musings of Alicia (entry 1)

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((Greetings and salutations! My toon is Alicia Zabean and this is her handwritten IC journal.  That said, you are reading it OOC; unless it is found IC and I have expressly directed you here.  If you have any questions or comments about it, please send me a private missive, I welcome them.))

*Book is clearly handmade, bound in leather with what looks to be an old belt wrapped around it, keeping it closed. Pages are rough-hewn and rough-edged, at best. The writting is neat, but seemingly rushed.*

 

Journal of Nolan Mcdowell; Entry 1

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Well la-dee-fuckin'-da. I just so happened to find a pen and paper over at the local medical office. This small camp has been my home for several years, you see. It's a place away from the factions that want to do harm and assert power, and it's somewhere to just...survive. There's no fighting, no conflict, and everyone here realizes the work of the group far outweights the work of an individual; even people that seem like they would quarrel get along long enough to make this place better for all of us. Not everything can come perfect, though; there was a raid recently from some scavengers prowling around the wasteland. I used some medical knowledge that my mother taught me before she passed to create some painkillers and bandages for those wounded, but I don't know enough about medicine to do any surgery yet. That's what our infirmary's for anyways, isn't it?

History of Cole Wilson. Short version.

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Cole Wilson is my name and Province is my nation. Nightmare is my dwelling place and Hell my destination.

 

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The life of the Widd

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Morning Light

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It was nearly dawn, the sun just nearing the horizon as the sky moved from pitch black to ever lighter shades of blue. Sarah figured it was only about another twenty minutes or so before the sun would finally make its appearance. The man in front of her fended off a coughing fit as the two of them made their way up the gravel road into town.

“You ok Mathis?” she asked, pulling alongside now.
“Never better.” He said sarcastically, “You know, you’d think, by you know, definition, that a desert would be a nice, warm, maybe slightly hot place.”

The Musings of Miss Dustyne Rush

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The safehouse Dustyne had been taken to was quite, when she woke up Wolf and Blue had fallen asleep. As she sat up from her resting place on the tile floor she shivered, her clothes still damp from the shower she had taken, tossing them on rather than use something to dry off with. As she tiptoed down the stairs she slipped her duster on, making her way down to the garage. Knowing her owners canter, Old Bestie lifted her head, whinnying as she stood. "I'll getcha fed when we getta New Flagstaff kay boo?

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John Rose Audio Diary ( planned for the V 1.0 John Rose, not to be considered Canon )

You come across some audio tapes, you either bought em, stole em... maybe even found em, if found, they were found out in the open as if someone wanted them found.  You press play on the recorder ...

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*The voice of a youngish european man is heard, he speaks in what you think is Russian for a bit then speaks english*

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Soyala's Syclorama

Gonna snatch a corner of the Chatter Box for my image thread.  Gallery is cool and all but the pic size kinda bites for the renders.  Comments and constructive criticisims are always welcome, key word is 'constructive'.

 

Ivy's Lab (Like Fermi Lab but on a much lower budget and it focuses on biology not physics)

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//Ok so a qualification, the "science" in these posts is not intended to be accurate representation of any actual sciences. I figured given my knowledge of the hard sciences that it would be for the best to merely use soft science fiction and it would be more in the spirit of the character. //

*Howl-like roars are heard from gorillas in massive amount of pain, others lay dying, Bears, and Cougars are also in various stages of suffering. There is a tarped area that is oddly silent except for the occasional bumping against metal bars of flesh.

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Irovagh's Log Book

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((going to start off by saying please do not post in this section if you have a comment please post it in a PM to me to keep it less cluttered and so I can continue my writings. thank you all for helping in this. Oh forgive me and be kind as this is the first journal type story I have ever done.))

Name: Irovagh Dainakor

Callsign: Wolf

Age: 42

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