That was fun. Too bad I didn't get to keep that gun, though. Might'a come in handy.

[While Jack's voice is forced cheerful, there's a deep note of exhaustion there, and the recording is punctuated by a yawn.]

Anyone here any good at mending? My coat got a couple holes. Well, more'n a couple, really. Heh, used to keep this coat in great shape... ( Read more... )

[Oh, look who found 4chan. And is currently browsing /d/. And offering a running commentary.]

( Slightly NSFW commentary, you have been warned. It's Jack, and it's 4chan. Sorry. )

For any of you who have been taken by our hosts recently, could you tell me about your experience? Did you have any lasting effects, physical or mental? How long did they last?

[Meant to be private but really not because Jack's mind isn't back in order yet.]This is really bad. I need to get back to normal. Well. As normal as I get. Can't sleep ( Read more... )

[The video clicks on, showing Jack sitting on a bench near the village center. He stares blankly at the screen a moment, then the video turns off again. This repeats a moment later. Jack doesn't seem to have moved.]

Suzie. Owen. Tosh.

[On. Off. On. Off. Every few seconds, the video turns on and off, as Jack absently presses the switch, seemingly ( Read more... )

[Voice]

[Jack sounds frantic, words rushed and breathless.] They're here. Guess it's my turn. Don't try...

[Sound of a crash, as though a door has been broken in.] All right, come and get me! Not gonna make it easy on you. [Several gunshots ring out, then more crashing, and then there's a sharp gasp of pain before all goes silent ( Read more... )

So, there is something going on, I'm sure of it now.

This morning, I smelled coffee in the kitchen. We don't have a coffee maker in the house. Well, not since the Doctor dismantled it, anyway. I could have sworn I saw a blue striped mug sitting on the counter, but when I looked again, it was gone ( Read more... )

These things are... nngh... a bit harder to deal with than I thought. Least they're not faeries, heh.

[There's a fluttering sound as Jack is surrounded by a swarm of Tease, and a hiss of pain can be heard over the journals.]

I've been trying to get everyone inside. Is there still anyone trapped out here?

[Jack has two of Jenny's knives and is ( Read more... )

[On the doorstep of house #36, there is a body. Dead, for now. Jack's wings have been cut off with precision, the blood cleaned from around the wounds, and his coat and shirt have been replaced on his torso.

He doesn't seem to be reviving as fast as he normally would, and lies sprawled on the porch, abandoned, waiting to scare someone be found. If ( Read more... )

[Private, locked to Jenny]
Jenny, please tell me he's lying and you're somewhere safe. I can't find you in the house.

If I don't hear from her in 5 minutes I'm going...

[[OOC: Sorry for locked/short post, but this is setup for plot! Will make a reply-able post later, probably tomorrow.]]

Some of you may have met my good friend Captain John Hart. If you have any dealings with him, there's a few rules you should follow ( Read more... )