[handwriting is noticably larger and rounder.]

tree better have a damn good explanation for this

[ooc: Wolverine is about 12. He's retained his mutant powers and his claws, though they've lost their metal coating.]

Guessing this is the tree's idea of a joke. Anyone needs me, I'll be at Smoke's or patrolling like usual. Don't see any reason to stop. I'm pretty sure the cold don't affect me anyhow.

[pauseThere's a cat keeps following me around. Big black mark over one eye. Kinda scrawny looking. Sound familiar to any of you? I sure as hell ain't looking after ( Read more... )

[his handwriting is scrawled, much messier than usual]

Attacked outside the Hatchery. stone giant or something. ran away, didn't get a chance to follow. Blood's okay. She did a damn fine job.

Whoever's sending these things. I know you're reading this. come out and face me like a man, you goddamned coward.

[ooc: backdated to yesterday.]

Guess it's the dream thing again. Spike - pretty sure I got yours. Anyone gets mine, do yourself a favor and drink yourself stupid or something till you forget. That stuff ain't worth holdin on to.

[ooc: Wolverine got Spike (1), Throne (1), Grace and Codename's dreams.]

Bastet, where do you need me?

[edited later to add:]

Anyone needs me, I'm at temporary housing.

[there's a pause, then the writing resumes.]

I don't know how much people know about me, but I got a pretty good sense of smell. I got to stay here for a while, but if there's someone any of you want finding in this mess, I ain't gonna say no. I ( Read more... )

( assemble! )

This place is getting stranger. Stranger than normal, I mean. And normal is pretty damn strange.

Lots of new people since the last time I looked at this thing. Any of you who don't recognise my handwriting, I'm Wolverine. I'm one of the Guards. You need help, just shout my name or something. I'll come find you.

[the shape below is scored heavily into the page]


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This place is startin to feel empty.

Helix, you still looking for somewhere to stay?

[the words are pressed heavily into the page, with increasing frenzy]

Angel

Jean

red flyboy Professor Xavier

x-men X-Men

[inkblot, and the writing stops for a few minutes. then:]

my name is Wolverine