Fellow denizens of the Barge, it would seem we've an influx of new arrivals and a few window shoppers as well, if rumors are to be believed. How quaint. As seems to be customary for these events, we might expect the latter visitors to vanish within the next day, so do take advantage whilst you can. Why, you could run into your own mother out there ( Read more... )

If previous entries have been any indication, then I am not the only person seeing scenes of various violent incidents, deaths, maimings, et cetera.

Might someone inform me why, in the dining hall, legions of the Barge denizens were killed by enormous quacking garbage receptacles?

[Private to Merlin]

I do believe you wanted to talk. Perhaps a few ( Read more... )

Well, isn't this quaint. I suppose I can see why the Admiral might have chosen to dock us here. Nothing really drives one to relax so quickly as forcible suspension of disbelief, is there?

I understand the game here is rather unique, however. Would be quite the treat to have a firearm or two, wouldn't it?

(ooc: Changed my mind about having him ( Read more... )

Oh I think we've had quite enough complaining to last us a few weeks, haven't we? Inmates on about their Wardens, Wardens on about all else, angry senile old men screeching from their beds...

Would it be at all out of line were I to request a flood? Something to break the monotony? 

[There is an audible clatter as the journal kicks on, the camera showing it is on its side, just as it seems that Reaver is toppling onto the floor next to a bed that is most definitely not his own. There is an angry dog barking in the background as he appears to be pulling his clothes on (the angle thankfully obscuring any particularly scandalous ( Read more... )

I pose a question to the Wardens here. Or...anyone who cares to answer. You call this a place of recovery, view Inmates' little faults and try to find their root causes, correct their behaviors, and all of that silly, thankless nonsense. This Inmate is violent because people were violent toward him. This one lies because he thinks everyone lies. Oh ( Read more... )

Rejoice, fellow denizens. After a spell in our ghastly infirmary, I find myself in top condition and in the highest of spirits. I'm certain many of you were practically pining away without me.

But never fear!

But enough about me (though I'm certain the masses must be clamouring!).

Admiral, I should like a word. It's come to my attention that you're ( Read more... )

Well now, that was almost promising!

And lo, all are alive and healthy, returned to normal as though all that had come to pass were but a mere dream. How delightful.

I rather miss the change in decor. It had an exotic feel to it, and it was warm -- a welcome change from the seemingly ubiquitous winter this place has adopted.

A warden already? Goodness, are my days of comfort and revelry come to an end already?

Perhaps not.

Now who is this Sherlock Holmes? It can't be a total waste, I'm sure. Come, my new Warden. I extend to you an open invitation to my quarters -- a rare gift for someone I have yet to even hear of. We shall partake of sweet libations and perhaps ( Read more... )