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Twenty-Fifth Drop: christmas
The Christmas season is upon us -- and Merry Christmas to you all, City. For those of you who do not have families to go to, or who prefer to avoid the heavy festivities and hustle and bustle, I will keep the Lighthouse's keeper's house open to anyone wishing to have a Christmas gathering. Whether or not I am there, the setting will be simple and ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Fourth Drop: moving forward always
It is my hope that no one was trapped underground...I was not able to observe the entire ordeal of digging out. Perhaps I was fortunate to not have gone through the gaps in the barrier, but the rain of blood was not so pleasant. It is a sensation I have not often felt, not since those years ago ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Third Drop: going home, now? (accidental videopost)
(Above the top of the Lighthouse, there is a tear that descends like lightning across the barrier and falls to the edge of the sea. The beams from the tower are a stunning deep sapphire color tonight, sweeping long and far across the City as if fueled by a blue flame within. The rocks shine dull navy shades splashed with azure ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Second Drop: безопасности
There appears to be no more legal system here. The Prison exploded, Lieutenant Hawkeye and Colonel Mustang appear to be gone, and any form of self-regulation is falling apart at the seams.
Does anyone know what happened to the rest of the people who were once keeping justice in this place?
We need more people...I suppose I should ask myself, Who ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-First Drop: war averted...for now?
Rip Van Winkle, Millennium murderer, has been captured. Of the fate of her associates, I am not sure. Keep your eyes open, but it appears that the figurehead, at the very least, is contained ( Read more... ) -
Twentieth Drop: deals with the devil (video; filtered to the deities)
(Sorrow is summoning beings smarter than himself in the only way he knows how; at the top of the Lighthouse, he stands beneath the reflectors, closes his eyes, and gathers his power. This time, it is psychic power, not spiritual power, but nonetheless it is a ritual that comforts him as he prepares to approach this peculiar quest. He can see ( Read more... ) -
Nineteenth Drop: psychic powers (telepathic voice and video)
(A muffled mental shout, and a clattering of objects. Mewtwo stumbles into view, all klutzy six feet seven inches of him, and manages to catch himself on a table. His thought-voice is low and warm.)
I did not intend to do that! Just because I think about this chair moving, does not mean it should! Stay still! Sit there! I want to sit--(He ( Read more... ) -
Seventeenth Drop: by our powers combined (videopost)
(Sorrow is deliberately video-posting this time. In one hand is a flyer that flaps in the wind as he tries to hold it open. He turns his head toward the screen and waves the flyer at it. He looks more solemn than usual, his silver eyes intense as he manages to straighten out the paper in both hands and holds it so that the screen can show it ( Read more... ) -
Sixteenth Drop: Friends from Siberia
I thought that perhaps I should obtain some sort of pet, something to be a calming presence around the Lighthouse. I didn't want something noisy, or messy, or otherwise disruptive, because the Lighthouse is a spiritual place, a home for lost souls, a sacred location in my mind at least. Penny offered me a duck at one point, but most unfortunately I ( Read more... )