"Helena Campbell here.  I've buried as many as I can."  Her voice is shaky, strained, evidence that she is trying not to cry into the PDA. "I still haven't found Harvey or Cissie or Alice. But I know that they are out there somewhere. If any of you can here this, I'm in the church. I'm packing up my things... This place is a mess," nervous laughter ( Read more... )

So. What happens now?

( [[Screened to Harvey, Preston, Alice, Cissie//Unhackable]] )

[Heavy breathing is heard and then some incoherent mumbling as of someone talking in their sleep]

"NO!" [Helena's voice rings out and books, vases, and other objects are heard crashing to the floor, the breakable stuff shattering on impact].

[The sound of a hand swiping over and around the PDA then knocking into. The PDA clicks off as it apparently ( Read more... )

( [[Screened to Harvey Dent//Unhackable]] )

It's been quiet here inside the church. But there's so much more going on outside... I've had to put the curtains back up on my windows... too many prying eyes, too many people congregating out there. I can't say that I know everything that is going on but if anyone needs my help for anything let me know ( Read more... )

[Helena clears her throat a little bit and kind of coughs off to the side of the PDA].

"Right! Well I had a wonderful Christmas and I hope everyone else did too! I know this thank you post is a little late in coming but I've always been really terrible with doing things at the "right" time... on some occasions anyway."

[Helena becomes silent for a ( Read more... )

I can understand why you would want to... and even I'd like to see him get a good thrashing but I cannot see the reasoning in killing the Joker.  I mean, this is our chance to administer justice in the right way and out first order of business is going to be the "Let's kill him!" tactic?  Maybe I'm by myself on this but I don't want anyone to die ( Read more... )

I can't help but feel myself becoming more attached to this place. I meet more and more people in person and the more people I meet the more hope I have for this place.  If this world... well I mean, if it could just manage to straighten itself out, maybe it would not be so bad ( Read more... )

Things are going well in the church so far. I'm almost done moving everything about so that it feels more like my room...

You know it really is the simple stuff I miss.  But, even at this point I'm starting to miss my Mum scolding me.  But I really miss my room. My art work, my little fuzzy sea anemone, my moon mask...

And I miss my Dad.  Lord do I ( Read more... )