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I am certain that many of you have heard about the deaths that took place in the church this morning. I know with certainty that the Chicago police are investigating. In addition, Torchwood, your Police Force, and other groups that care about the well being of this city will be investigating.

I know that it's scary in these times, but we're doing all that we can in our power to help. If you have any information about these attacks or you saw anything or were there in the church, please, let one of us know as soon as you can. You may have seen something important without realizing.

If you have any questions or concerns, let me know. I'm always here to speak to anyone about anything that they may be going through. In addition, I know for certain the Wanderer Police Force is always looking for people who may be able to lend a hand.

[locked to Torchwood, Wanderer Police Force, and Crowbar and Wes, naturally.]

I saw the bodies.

There was no messages as we're used to when it comes to CLF. Granted, they've been quiet lately, but every reincarnation of that group usually means big messy kills with messages scribed nearby.

It was messy, big. It was meant to attract attention.

It could be CLF. It could be any number of people or groups or a random murder. This is Chicago after all.

As you all know, the church was a little well known in the city for its message. Many wanderers went there. I recommended it to them, because I knew the message that was shared.

If we've any theories, honestly, we should all talk amongst ourselves, I feel, so don't simply lock your responses to me.

I am extremely talented at table dancing while incredibly drunk.


I didn't fall once.

I realize I don't normally live in the Tower.

However, after the occurrence with the noise, I haven't been willing to leave it so I was here when the heart beat started occurring.

I have heard several people say that they have heard it in their rooms but not in the hallways. It's not in the lounge or cafeteria either. For those that can't sleep with the sound, I'm gathering sleeping bags from the storage area near the lobby.

We'll lay them out in the larger cafeteria and in the lounges.

No idea what is going on, but I promise you that we'll get to the bottom of it.

It is not exactly easy for me to do this considering what occurred at the last supernatural community event. However, I know neither Rachel or Robin would want us to stop the events completely because of what happened. Still I'm

I know we must. The events are important, and they bring us together as a community. This time I think we're going to go on a joint outing and enjoy some of the events already held by the city for the Fourth of July down at the Navy Pier. For those that don't have a means of income, I've taken out enough money to give everyone a little something so they can buy food when we arrive there or buy tickets for the rides.

There will be live, free music and plenty to do. Plus, they end the night with a beautiful firework display.

Please come if you're able. It'll be less about celebrating a country that I know few of you may feel actual pride in and more about celebrating all of us, growing stronger, showing that the city hasn't beat us yet and it hasn't.

Don't forget that.

Are you alright?

I saw the entry, and I didn't know what to think.

You don't have to tell me what happened, but I wanted you to know if you ever need a place to stay, I recently got a house. It's Wes and I, David and Anne who're family. There's an extra room, and it's always open to you should you want it.

[Address inserted here.]

The man that planted the bombs that killed Rachel Dawes and Robin Rice and would have killed anyone at the party as well if a choice hadn't been made-

The man was found yesterday. When he was confronted, he grew more and more erratic. He had a gun, and he had turned himself into a bomb. He wanted someone else to shoot him, but everyone there refused. They would not let the city or this man turn them into a monster. They would not play into the hands of the madmen.

The man said he was sorry. I truly believe that in his last moments he felt tremendous guilt. For that brief moment, he did not seem so mad but clear and human again. Then he turned the gun on himself. He's dead.

I thought it was important to tell you all this so you wouldn't live in fear. The man is gone, and it isn't exactly justice at all but he is not continuing on free to do as he pleased after what he's done. I also thought it would be important to show you all that what he said isn't necessarily true. I've lived here for three and a half years, and I'm still here. I'm not killing anyone. It's something that we have to watch out for within ourselves. Yes. We can't simply think it will never happen to us, but know that you do have the strength and capability to fight it, know that no matter what happens to you, you are not alone in this universe.

No matter how many people the CLF kill or torture or maim or put on crosses. No matter how many mad men try to force us to make impossible choices. No matter how many enemies take us and beat us in dark rooms where there's no escape from pain. No matter how many disasters bring our homes to the floor around us. No matter how many times we find ourselves in darkness without ever wanting to leave it.

We are never alone.

I cannot promise you much in this universe, but I can promise you that.

Gwen was badly hurt.

She will be alright, but honestly it was a close call and not all lives were

Gwen is currently in the infirmary recuperating as I am certain you will all want to visit. I simply ask that visits only be as long as she wants them to be. She's tired and spent from the ordeal, and she may need time and space.

[Locked to John Callahan]

You told me once that the other services of your bar would be available to me if I should need it.

I need to find the man who did this. I need your help.

[Locked to Wes]

You'll want to know, because you'll find out at any rate. I would rather you be prepared instead of finding out at the time.

I'm going to find him. I'm going to kill him when I do.

[Private]

Jack,

I just realized that I haven't seen you in a long while again. I don't know if I'm supposed to realize that you haven't been around, if you've fallen into another one of those rifts. I don't know. It's hard not to think about you when I'm thinking of everything that I'm thinking of. Almost three years ago, you helped me when I was going to kill Shephard. You made me examine my reasons. In the end, I couldn't do it. I had been trained. I had the sniper rifle in my hands. I think I remembered some of what you said to me, and I could not pull the trigger.

You told me that if I was going to kill her in an attempt to find some closure, it likely wouldn't work out that way. You told me killing doesn't mean anything just because we want it to. You told me if I thought she was a threat, it would be a good reason.

This man is a threat, but he certainly isn't one that we can't kidnap and lock up. He isn't someone we can't treat justly by taking him back to have a trial and then lock him up for life or have a jury decide on it.

I don't care. I am going to find him, and I am going to kill him for all of the wrong reasons. When I had that sniper rifle in my hands three years ago, I could not do it. I faltered. I know with certainty that I can and will do it now. It doesn't matter how it will change me. I'm already changed. There's nothing inside of me. I'm done with this city. I'm done with this world. If I could die, I would.

I have no idea if you're even around anymore. Maybe I'm the only one left from three years ago. Maybe I'm the one that's meant to survive everything because someone has to, but I'm done loving. I'm done putting my heart out there to have those people die in front of me or disappear. I'm done.

Earlier today, a wanderer decided that he wanted to force the people at the supernatural community event and the leaders who were to have a meeting during the event to choose who would live and who would die in an attempt to teach us all "a lesson". He set up bombs in both locations, and a choice had to be made.

I can only assume that when Rachel Dawes and Robin Rice went to set up the meeting early (as they've done time and time before in the past), they caught him as he was finishing up the final touches on the bomb that he set up over there. He must have shot Rachel then. They were bombs created with magic. We had no hope of disarming them. If anyone left, the bombs in both locations would explode.

Rachel and Robin

They chose to do the right thing. The lives of two are not the same as the lives of fifty or more. I have never known them to do anything but the right thing as difficult and as terrifying as that right choice can be at times. They always made it. They died in that building.

They were good. They were the best of us. My heart goes out to all of those grieving them today and in the days to come. They will not be forgotten. Don't forget what Robin said before he pressed that button. I knew them both well. It is what they lived and fought every day for. Don't let their sacrifice be in vain.

I didn't realize that you knew Rachel Conway. I wasn't close to her, but she came to my wedding.

It's nice when the Rift gives back for once, yeah?


[Locked to Jack Harkness][also backdated but backdated to Halloween-ish]

I'm starting to believe that it might be a good idea to have you wear that costume at every supernatural community event.


Gwen is here. I'm sure you saw her.

Are you alright?

I realize that our last attempt at a community building event was interrupted by a tornado. I know that there were several deaths and injuries during this tornado.

However, we wouldn't be Chicagoans (and we all are whether we want to be or not at this point) if we didn't know how to stand up and continue to fight. I understand if less of you are interested in doing this after going to the fair or hearing about it.

The next planned event is camping, and the dates for it are September 24th-September 25th. You have a whole month to plan for it. We'll actually be going out of state for it. It's a less than two hour drive away in Wisconsin. There's a lake. There are cabins for those that have extra money to rent one, but tents will be provided for everyone else along with dinner, breakfast, and lunch. The bus will be pulling out of Chicago around 5pm on Friday. We'll be headed back to Chicago on Saturday evening.

Bring a change of clothes, pajamas, and your toiletries with you. If you need a bag to carry them in, those will be provided.

There will be pamphlets available and a sign up sheet in the largest common room. Please, write down if you'll be attending. You can bring one friend if you like but please, be careful about who you invite. I am really hoping that this event will run much more smoothly than the fair did. Either way, we can't let Chicago tear us down. There's still hope. There's still so much that we can enjoy in life. I hope you all remember that.

If you have any questions, I will check back to this post throughout the month to answer them or you can find me in my room or around the Tower as always.

The Kashtta Tower wrote a comment to me through the journal network

It locked that comment as well so you can't look back and read it.

It said, The kittens will make your sad go away.

The font was in black and red. Nothing was really grammatically correct either. It was sort of jumbled. I tried to write back to it, but the only response that I could understand said, "communications failure"

Jack, has this happened before as far as you know?

((OOC: Feel free for your character to express their interest here and feel free to write a prose piece about them finding their kitten in this post as well. :) ))

It seems that there's been a

We have kittens. There are lots and lots of kittens, and they appeared in the Tower lobby. We've moved them to one of the conference rooms. There are signs pointing the way to the kittens. If you'd like one, please, come take one. Limit one to an individual for the time being. We'll be providing food and litter boxes and litter and toys. I figure the therapy that owning a kitten can bring will more than be worth how much it'll cost to care for them.

These aren't normal kittens.

They teleport within the space of the room that they're in, and they appear to be invulnerable to damage.

They also seem to have a habit of claiming people. If a few of them get out, they might decide that you're who they want to take care of them. Be warned.

Notes: ER this prompt response is ALL over the effing place. Whateven self. It is helping me to hopefully pinpoint Martha's voice after the event and five days of being gone.

So we live our lives like fugitives and we were born to live like queens.
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The next supernatural community building event is going to be a Fair this Friday, July 9th.

It will be located at [insert address here]. It's on the outskirts of the city.

For anyone that needs a ride, there will be a bus at the Kashtta Tower at noon. It will be making trips every hour after that.

The fair will have booths, rides, free food, and more. If you're only going to cause trouble, please don't bother to show up. Security detail will be present.

Thank you.

Rachel asked if I'd like to accompany her to Washington.

You would have to come with so I wanted to check with you. It would only be for two days.

Title: And so it is
Summary: I had to write this out so I know how Martha will react to the death. Yes. I stole the title from the icon, because I couldn't think of anything else to name it. It's really short so I probably didn't have to name it anything. Oh well.

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I have to talk to the Doctor about what the other him went through here and a little of what I did. It's not going to be an easy conversation obviously. I thought I'd warn you. It's not going to feel like I'm alright, but I promise. I am. It's all in the past. I'm

I apologize in advance.