[A VERY CHIPPER young Libby smiles at you all ( Read more... )

[Libby's comm catches a few shots of the ceiling as she clutches it in mild panic, utters a rather masculine yelp and tumbles from her infirmary bed.]

Ow! I'm really going to feel that later...

[She turns her comm towards her, to film, when she notices that it's on. Might as well, right? She just would have made an entry later. And right now...she ( Read more... )

[OOC: Screened away from Jack Shephard and Desmond, out of courtesy to their players! Unless they want them to see it, in which case, go for it!]

Hey. HEY. Everyone.

[She pauses. She's completely blitzed.]

Okay. Now, our resident worst shrink ever--and that's CRANE, not me, don't even start! Anyway. He's saying the Barge is inescacabab...inescapable. ( Read more... )

I don't remember booking a cruise...

I mean, my room is nice, and the service here seems great--I'm not complaining. I just really don't remember a thing, not even my own name. Judging from all the other entries here, nobody does. I think I'd be worried if I had even the slightest clue to go by.

And I think whoever stayed in this room before me left ( Read more... )

Okay, what exactly is going on with the journal network right now?

Ruby, hon, are you okay? Please reply to me as soon as you see this.

Saxon and Swing have been tested. Neither are ready to live up to their potential.

This deeply saddens me, but I will not falter in my duty. I'll adjust my methods and try again.

((OOC: The Libby/Swing torture will be going assumed, because this flood has taught me that I suck at writing the part of a torturer!))

Soubi, meet me outside my room. I have something for you.

And you, Saxon...you're next on my list. Don't worry. I'm going to make you better than you could ever hope to be alone.

((OOC: Libby was never forced into the mental hospital, never met Hurley, and never crashed on the Island. Instead, she threw herself into her work and was killed when she ( Read more... )