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Dark Fire, a song and dance.

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"Gray was all that I could see,
Frozen all I'd ever be,
Until I saw your spark of witching light."

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Dusty Journal, Page Four

Dear Journal,

Its been a few weeks since I held this book, much less time to write actually.

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Service in action and of the Heart

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Jeassiah looked in the small mirror of the bathroom and took a deep breath, it had been a very long time indeed for her to simply let go like this, to let the kind of person she was originally trained to be to have free reign. More importantly, she wanted to see for herself if she still had that touch. She snorts softly, of course she had it still, it was too deeply in her sould to ever truely be gone and she knew it.

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Faded Memories.

I have a few memories, of long ago in a place called Hope.
I have lived, I have loved, I have cried and I had died....I think.
So much time has passed, I know some names of people I barely remember, faces that are hidden from memory.
I know some faces of others, whom their names now have faded and remain elusive, apart from my memory.
I know I cared a great deal for someone, some one my heart aches for...I can only hope I am remembered and...I dont know, maybe forgiven, though its hard to remember why.

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Dusty Journal Page 2

Dear Journal,

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A Dusty Journal

Dear Jornal,

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For Joe, the curent image I found and choose to use for forum and journal entry writing.

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Change of pace, change of locations...

Jeassiah had seen the scrap of news sheet for Hope. And it didnt really please her that some one was apperently taking over the Town Garage in a more permanent sense, especialy after she'd shown interest in it and spoken to Hyle. Having been told its a City run shop, and would remain so, at that time She was content to let it be. 

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Hope Springs, AZ - Canyon Province

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*Jeassiah sat back in a ancient and often repair relclining chair, the faded an barely readable name of "La y Bo" imprinted on one of the few pieces of leather that actually survived the ages since it was manufactured. She breaths slowly for a moment before plucking at the ribbon that holds closed a hand made book with no title on the cover. She flicks from one page to the next with her grease smudged hands, not seeming to care that some is smeared on the pages she touched until she stops at a blank page.

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Nothing from former, but there lies the answers.

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What changes the person to one what's little, if nothing from former self and starts attacking to people? This is what kept questioning the Daniel ever since the hearing Shiu and Jeassiah attacking in Hope out of a bright day. Kayleigh being the first victim, luckily alive but shocked and weak from what happened. Fighting was over already long ago when he thinked Kayleigh's condition and Daniel was searching his revolvers inside building filled by two rotting bodies, both bodies still recognizable to belonging to Shiu and Daniel.

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Meeting old friends and searching

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((Yet another longass post, sorry but I hope you still enjoy it))

 

Months back, a week after the last visit to Hope

 

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Reavy's journal - page 4

(This is IC journal of character Reavy. Everything mentioned here is either her current point of view, her own opinion, confusion, exhaustion or product of her ego. So no offense intended and critique welcomed. I'd appreciate if information it is containing would not be used unless discovered via IC interaction.)

 

 

Annoying...

Annoying, weak or incompetent. Whole wasteland apart from few. Every now and then, organization arise to destroy one part of its inhabitants, while "fighting" for the other. 

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[ DREAMTIME PUBLIC UPDATE ]

He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you. -- Friedrich Nietzsche

(( OOC first; Thank you to everyone participating in this storyline, I do believe its coming close to an end, however the players are still so active that its unknown who will win; the evil entity attacking our dreamers, or our furiously determined friends and family of the victims! I'm biting my nails, I have no idea which will prevail!

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Plans

Plans.

Pure and simple, yet so many things to do, so many tasks to accomplish before the Goal.

She knew the time was getting close. The plans she'd been making, the preperations, the work. soon it will all come together.

Too often she'd let her temper flare up, seemingly dictate her actions, make her something other than what this was, at least in the eyes of so many others.

And she wanted it that way too.

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Deep rooted insecurities

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Bad company

A gun, even an empty one. My shadow when I block the doorway. The size of my body. Observing someone in silence.

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Reavy's Journal

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Third page of journal, after those years. 

 

Never been much into writing. Maybe because i only feel the need, when it's too much for me. Only place where i can afford to be weak, only place to leave my thoughts. To confide...

Kayleigh left the Wolfpack, plenty of reasons she never told me about, some of them i still don't understand. I accepted her as one of us, without her knowing what it means, without

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Entry 22: Regular Few Weeks

It is rare that things are regular for an extended amount of time. Maybe because people are starting to become more normal, or maybe my definition of normal is slowly changing. Anyways, this is what happened over the few weeks.

 

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Entry 21: A Marriage Bug

Is it me, or are lots of people getting married around this time? I mean, there is Dorado and Jade, Miss Finaldrift and Chris, and myself and Veronica. Must be something in the air. Anyways, there are some other stuff I want to cover before jumping into all of that stuff.

 

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Entry 19: A question

Well, these last few weeks have been somewhat interesting. I did a few things here and there; the usual. For once, nothing bad happened to me, so that has to be  sign of some sort. Anyways, now to what happened over the weeks...

 

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The Life of Carolyn, Part 3: New People!!

*The recoding device turns on and an energetic woman starts to speak*

 

Today was kinda fun in Hope Springs! I went back to the bar after killing some raider and found some chick was pointing her guns at some guys wearing masks!! She kept telling them to remove their masks. I didn't get it. I think she is afraid of masks. When I asked a MASKED woman she said that cowards use them to hide who they are. After that, I gave up on trying to understand what was going on.

 

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Entry 18: A Collection of Memories

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It has been a bit since I have written anything. This is mainly due to my lazyness, and the fact that I am taking time off if killing and such to spend time with my love and enjoy a few months of my life. As always, I am going to write down some of the events I have experienced in the last few days.

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Entry 17: Never a Dull Moment

So, some interesting things happened last time I wrote. Got a fancy new radio, meet a new face in Hope Springs, and had to hide inside of the bar for my life. Yeah, that all seems somewhat interesting.

 

 

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Hope Springs, AZ - Passing Time

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I sat here today, looking at my own journal, thoughts of other journals I have had in possession, have read not my own. Another than had been in my hands, unread but a promise kept and it is gone to only one can guess where.

And I look at mine again, writing but not writing at the same time.

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Traders Flat, AZ - The Note

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Well, yesterday proved interestin ta say the least.

Really, what stand out much ta me was a simple little note. Innocent yee might think were it not for all the other troubles dat seem to abound of late. Slavers, Reavers, Killers, Cops no longer on job, some one attempting ta nab Jade, an so much more...but that note, came ta me.

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Journal Entry 30: Return to town and Creepers

Today I went back to a town for the first time in atleast four days. First town of course was New flagg. I saw Jess and Rabbit there. Jess gave me some Creeper DNA. So I talked to them for abit then after awhile of being in the town I went to Hope. Saw Rumi, Jess, Rabbit, Vek, Bella, and a few more people. Saw Bella for like ten seconds then she left. Suprised she was in Blue and not Pink. Well I chatted abit, was with Welish by a pool table. I talked to Gina, she seemed sad and scared. I don't know why though.

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Hope Springs, AZ - Broken Promise

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One is saddened...nay, more so than that, hurt is better word fer what happen last night.

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Hope Springs, AZ - Random Thoughts

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Oy, been more than awhile since I wanted ta write about anything. Really should change that, keep track better what been seeing an doing, people in me life here an now an those gone the Long Road.

Well, worked a party in Sin Falls, though that Traveler did charge me to work, was not so steep a price ta pay an I did end up making a fair bit more than expect to. Have to be extra nice to Mr Vekthaur for the drinks an food he sent along...oh...an giving him *that* bottle by accident. Must remember to label it better an stow it away when wont be reached by accident again.

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Bullet point of focus

A bullet to the brain has the ability to focus ones thoughts into a single point of concentration where the past, present and future collide. So it was when the shot rang out and Veronica's eyes turned upwards and unseeing as she fell down dead in front of Gina just outside of New Flagstaff. As the bullet ripped open time one name entered her dying mind before she found herself staggering out of the cloning pod coughing and spluttering from sickness, the name now forgotten.

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Journal Entry 26: Been awhile

Well I have to say its been awhile.


A few days ago, the creeper cave I go to was blocked off for abit. Judges found something and won't let anyone see. Well that halted my research abit. So a day or two after that, Jess came by and found me in Hope. I was around a few other people. She gave me a box, it had a pissed off creeper in it. Oh what joy that was. I put my hand immedietly into the box and take out the Creeper and rub my hand under his mouth. Creepers don't like bike rides. They like ATVs, Cars, and Buggys. Anything with legs or a bike, they don't like. The Creeper calmed down after I hugged him.


A day after that, I showed him to Veronica and Kitty. They thought Welish would be jealouse but he isn't. So we chatted for abit and I took him to my lab. He quickly made a nice spot to sleep in at the pile of boxes.

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Thoughts through glass, darkly

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"You bastard" she muttered to herself "I'm coming for you"

Veronica stood in Gina's kitchen a can of soda in her hand and stared out of the window into the darkness outside. She took another sip and as she did so her gaze retreated from the night to the ghost like reflection of herself on the dark pane of glass, the supposedly sweet girl now drawn in light as if some ghastly spectre.

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