Release into the wild

Who: Ronnie
Where: Her new house
When: late morning

There was no false relief this time when she awoke to gentle ocean sounds, curled in an intimately comfortable bed. Ronnie's mind was forcing away even the room for such feelings to exist at this point, so when she woke it was with a tired sort of acceptance. She didn't bother getting out of bed for some time, just laying curled up and watching her computers for the flash and chime of unanswered messages. When one came, it wasn't from the terminals, and that was enough to draw Ronnie from under the covers.


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new house


who: Cheyenne
where: her new house
when: afternoon

Cheyenne had realized there was an elevator a while back. Really it was hard to miss, since her area was kind of enclosed, and there hadn't been a shiny metal elevator door just hanging out there yesterday in one of the walls. But it was there now. It had just taken her a long time to actually get herself to venture up. When she finally did, she felt embarrassed, silly.


Who: Stan and open!
Where: Roaming the streets in the snow!
When: Late morning


Date: Sunday, October 13th 2008

Weather: The weather is overcast and cold, but there isn't any snow in the air, and the wind is only a light breeze if there's any wind at all.

Events: Today, everyone wakes up where they went to sleep last night. The only difference is there is now an accessible elevator. This elevator is small, and only has limited buttons on the inside. Up, down and stop. The elevator is located someplace where it was out of the way or inaccessible before. For example, the front door of the apartment/home that didn't open yesterday? Opens today to reveal the elevator. There are no messages from the scientists, no indication anyone should do anything, and all locks/etc have been removed from the rooms, as well as any damage/etc that may have occurred.

Upon stepping into the elevator, the up button will light up, and if pressed, will start a long journey. The ride is over five minutes long, and comes up in the home of the participant. Where it comes up in their home is up to you, likely someplace out of the way. All participants have been given homes, located on the map. The streets have been plowed, the town has been re-opened for habitation. No one's working the shops, but they've been filled back up again. All houses come stocked with food/medicine/possessions/etc.

Note: All participants are back in their original houses--anyone who moved has been placed back where they were originally. Check the map here.

If you have any events or anything going on which you think warrants a mention in the time update, please let us know!

PMs to Shane and Glitch

Jillian had been fighting panic since waking up in her apartment prison yesterday - being alone, being locked in, worry for her friends and the sudden lack of communication from Saj. He hadn't answered all night, and she'd ended up knocking back a couple shots of rum and playing bass until she was too tired to do anything other than fall in bed. Then she woke up to a locked bathroom and kitchen, which was far too reminiscent of what they'd done to her in the last experiment. She went to the computers to distract herself and see if anyone else had a clue as to what was going on, finding first the message from the scientists, and then from Saj and Posy. Grabbing a pen and paper to write down names and numbers, she set off replies to both of them before messaging Shane and Glitch.

Okay, two things guys. One, Saj is hurt. He hit his head last night trying to break out, and I think he's been unconscious since this morning. Do we know if a doctor is around? He says he feels bad, and I'm worried. Next thing is that I guess we have to try to find the codes to our kitchens and bathrooms? I guess my name is Pirate Audra the Off-White. I've got Fruity Gwyn Dread, whose code is 1830. Posy is Porthole Jackie Hacke. She's got a code for someone with "Itchy Tasty" in their name, but I've asked her to send me the full thing before I pass it on. I'll update you guys when I get it and when I get Saj's info - he sounds really confused, so I'm trying to walk him through it. But a doctor's advice would be good. He says he's got a forehead like a golf ball and something for a sandy deadweight.


who: brett and eris
where: pmland
when: wee-hours

What really needed to happen was she needed to stop waking up with the vague feeling of surprise that she was waking up at all. That would be a great place to start out. Not somewhat shocked that she was conscious, breathing, not dead. It would at the very least be a mark of not being quite so fucked up. Of course if she stopped waking up confused about waking up at all, it would probably mean that she'd survived the experiment. And somehow, she didn't figure that was going to happen, by any stretch of the imagination.

Someone would find a reason to kill her. They'd feed someone just enough bullshit--or hell, truth--and someone would want to take her out. Or she'd do something stupid like last night, and do it to herself accidentally. One's survivability rating really tended to nosedive when you were actually likely to kill yourself just by pure accident. The third option was she did what she'd done when she'd driven out of town, which was merely put herself into a position where she was likely to die, and she couldn't bring herself to give a shit. Those bouts of sliding down into self destructive tendencies that she still didn't quite know the origin of. Yeah, she wasn't going to make it. It was clear she thought that. And even if she did, she didn't know what the fuck she was going to do back in the outside world. It wasn't like she could go back to her old life. There certainly wasn't a place for her there.

Passing On Information PM to Stan, Jack and Brianna

After gathering some names and numbers, here is what I've been able to gather due to the help of others I can speak with and they can. Addison has put together a fairly coherent listing and way of listing things, so if you would like to continue this and copy it to others, go ahead, if you have your own methods, feel free. Please add in information that you have for me, and I will pass on anything you have added to the others I'm speaking with.

(Glitch) Pirate Corliss the Dagger: (unknown)
(unknown) Fat-Ass Carmen Barbossa: (unknown)
(Shane) Stop-Picking-At-It The Wise: (unknown)

Messages to: Eris, Leo, Ronnie, Cheyenne


Dale cracked her knuckles. If there was a way to just copy the message over and over, she'd do that, but she figured she could write out something that was the same for everyone if she wrote it down on paper first. So she hunted around until she found the pad of paper that was by the phone in the cabin (not that the phone worked) and a pen that was in a drawer somewhere. What she'd really would've liked was a whiteboard so she could keep track of names and numbers, of course.

Right. This is Dale!

Looking for the numbers for
"Fruity Gwyn Dread" (that's me!)

Cap'n Hillary Leadsword Ain't Happy

who: svet
when: morningish
where: memory lane. for a bit.