... I think I understand what happened. How long have I been gone? I was in a coma, right?

[Well, you haven't seen this lady for some time. PM looks nothing so much as very weary indeed. She is so sick and tired of this bullshit.]There's... I expect there's a lot of people I haven't met. Greetings. My name is Prospitian Monarch. Please call me PM ( Read more... )

[It's PM. The screen is black right now, but you can sure hear her. She's sobbing hard enough that she's almost retching, making ugly choking noises. Some of it just sounds like canine growls, instead of words.]

[At length, it dies down. There's a scrabbling noise as the communicator is picked up.]

( non-IC cut. )

[The voices speaking have just the slightest tinny quality, which is rather odd, since the recording on the ‘berries is usually clear. Hmm.]

( Good evening, Facility! This is the first broadcast of Radio DECK. )

Greetings. Um. If someone could fill me in on what happened last week, after the-[a pause to count the days]-Wednesday raid, I would really appreciate it.

[Hullo, someone's back. PM's been resting for most of today since she respawned. Pro of antigravity: You can have revival aches and still make your mail rounds. And speaking of mail,]To anyone ( Read more... )

Greetings, everyone. I was just wondering-hey!

[PM is cut off by a black and grey kitten hopping up on her shoulder, watching something bobbing near the ceiling intently. Small excitable animals and shiny colourful balloons: Can you see what's coming?]

No, no no no, get down-

[I think you can. Gam swipes at the balloon. There is a pop, a spray ( Read more... )

Sender: Zipper
Recipient: To CLUBS and HEARTS members
Return address: N/A
Address: To the above rebellion members' suites
Safe delivery: Y

( what's this? )

[Instead of at night, this broadcast appears on Thursday afternoon. There have been no broadcasts from this dreamer until now.

( OOC cut for length. No this isn't totally late what do you mean shut up )

I apologize for the curtness of this broadcast. And I'm sorry for not greeting the newcomers this week. If you require assistance, or have some private correspondence you wish to send outside of the network, do not hesitate to approach me.

Additionally... does anyone have a candle they can spare?

I believe my shadow has made a return.

[PM -- at least, we're mostly sure it's PM -- is sitting composedly on the edge of her bed. Behind her, the closet is locked firmly shut.]I've subdued her, but I'm not... I don't want to start a week with murder, of course. If she somehow gets loose, please don't listen to a word she says. If you recall, all ( Read more... )

A-are there any medics around? That remember who they are?

[PM's helmet is askew, the room behind her is in disarray, and there's a comatose Joe on her bed. What the hell happened here.]

I-didn't mean to, he just-um.

Please come to 35-C anyone I don't know what to do.