Thursday, March 28, 2013

Consultation

Okay, real quickly now.

I've seen your post K. Its good to know you're safe, although I'd rather you try to post more often, as I think it might be the only way to track down your next clue. Its going to be a tough month, but you'll be just fine. 'Mr. Twice Save' isn't important right now, you can't keep trying to track him down. Its not like he's going to go away or anything...

Confirmation

Okay, real quickly now.
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I've seen your post Surge, good to know you're safe, although I'd rather you try to keep posting to a minimum, as I think it might be one of the ways I'm being tracked. Its been a quiet week, which suits me just fine. No leads on Mr. Twice Save, but since he's about the only lead I have right now, I'm going to keep trying to track him down. Its not like they are going to go away or anything...

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Second Post

Surge here. Sorry to hear about your rough week K, but perhaps my news will give you some hope. Jessica has stabilized, thanks to your efforts to track down the cure. Its not 100% certain yet, but the doctors believe she may be able to walk unassisted before the end of the year.

This 'Parliament' has yet to bother us. I'm beginning to suspect that you are their sole target, or at least their first. We are NOT in the habit of walking the streets right now, so don't go following things that happen to look like us (though I'm sure you don't need reminding).

I'd also advise against trying to track down this person who keeps saving you. They obviously don't wish to have their identity known or they would've come forward. You need to focus on staying alive. Don't forget that these Continuum types aren't the only thing lurking out there.

Friday, March 15, 2013

The Ides of March Pt. 2

Sorry about that, not quite sure what happened to me. I just started spacing out there, and I just couldn't think straight. So, let's try this again...

Okay, I told you about leaving the hotel, so we're on the street. Alright. I was already jumpy because of the dreams, so I kept looking over my shoulder as I headed to the bus station. Just before it pulled up I heard a shout behind me. I turned around to see Surge and Jessica waving me over to a nearby bench. They told me that they had been doing some digging, and uncovered something that would help us out. They said they'd hidden it in a nearby alleyway and they had to show me right away. Its a testament to how little I've learned over the past year that I followed them without a second thought (or what an amazing coincidence it was that they happened to bump into me at a random bus stop).

We went down the alley, which had several turns and wasn't visible from the street, until we came to a lone dumpster in a dead end. They told me to look inside, and naturally, being a gullible fool, I did. For a moment, I thought it was filled with nothing more than a viscous liquid, until said liquid grabbed and pulled me inside. I'm not quite sure what the thing was, but it was as easy to escape as a pool of hot tar.
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It was pretty much over before it began, I was about to fade away. There was no way I was going to be able to escape without help, and 'Jessica and Surge' (probably just illusions sent by the Parliament) wouldn't be giving it. So imagine my suprise when I found myself hurled from the dumpster onto the concrete. I caught a fleeting glimpse of a man struggling with the thing before I got out of there, but just like last time, I couldn't make out who it was. By this point, I had missed the bus, and I wasn't waiting around for the next one either. I just started running.


That's pretty much it for the 13th. Nothing like being devoured by a giant amoeba-ooze thing to make you fear a number. But that's twice now that a stranger has saved me, twice now that a hidden ally has leapt to me rescue. I've finally got a solid lead, its time to find out who this guy is.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

The Ides of March

Yesterday was... well... bad. The 13th was the Ides of March (as I subtlely alluded to in the header), and while I'm thankful I didn't go to any Senate meetings, these constant reminders about my physical safety have become rather tiring. The trouble actually started the night before, with a string of ominous and downright bizarre dreams. I was... well I was trapped in some sort of frozen statue for a few thousand years (don't ask me how I know that), and then the dream changed to me walking through a wax museum, except the wax was alive and filling the room. Then someone talked to me I think... and told me something... I forget. Then there was an eight-faced beast in a hedge-maze, something about burning teeth... like I said, it was bizarre. Some more stuff happened that I can't remember, until I surfaced in the future world I told you about last time. I kept hearing this voice, telling me awful things that happened to her (I think it was a woman, I didn't see anyone). Then... then the fog above the water shifted and... I can't remember, but whatever it was it was bad. Mind-scarringly bad. I woke up screaming and-

Uh... I'm rambling at this point, sorry about that. Anyway, I must've taken the dreams as some kind of warning, because next thing I knew I has checked out and was out on the street-

Okay. Time to tell you guys something I've been... a little... reluctant to discuss. I'm starting to lose my memory. Not just losing bits of time either, sometimes I remember things that I'm positive I never did. For one thing I've never flown an airplane in my life, but I keep getting flashes of a flaming runway and screaming people. There was other things but I can't... remember. Right, look. I have to stop now, I'm not... Wait... How did I get a hotel room without money? I... This is... I can't keep this up, my mind feels... and then... plentyofroomtoshare but... gotta try this again some other time.

Monday, March 11, 2013

March Bulletin

Let's try this again shall we?

I'm trying not to update as often, as I don't want this Parliament pinning me down again, but its gotten to the point were I have too much to keep to myself. So...

1. I've started having weird dreams, and I mean REALLY weird dreams. I'm not QUITE sure on this next point, but its the most likely answer I have as of now. I think these dreams are what the future looks like. Its not the same one as the invisible posts though. [Oh, before I forget, I'm going to combine those invisible posts into one, They're kinda taking up space.] Anyways, instead of fire and ash; I see a flooded world of darkness, choked with phantoms and mist. To tell you the truth its not much nicer looking than before. Again, I'm not sure if its a prophetic vision or some trick of the subconcious, I just wanted to point it out.

2. I've spotted Niddhogr a couple of times this week, always in his tall man form and always at a distance. Either he's looking for revenge, or he thinks Jessica is still with me. Either way, its getting hard to sleep at night.

3. I still have my father's journal, and I have to tell you, its starting to make some sense (not a good thing to admit, come to think of it). Barring the mindscrewy things that have become commonplace (pages coming and going, passages that were smudged and illegible suddenly becoming crisp and clear, etc), I've been making a fair bit of progress with the thing. Nothing about the Parliament yet, but if any information about them exists, it'll be in there. Lots of ink spilled about a 'Maze of Roses' past the 'Cliffs of Despair', among other cryptic stuff. Weird thing is (gotta stop using that word), I'm positive that neither of those things came up in prior readings, now I can't turn a page without seeing at least two mentions of both. I'm starting to wonder if the book is trying to clue me in own something. Or maybe this ordeal is taking its toll on my psyche.
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Until next time.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Response

You can't just do that and leave! Who are you!? What do you want from us!?

They're not coming back are they?
Well, it looks like Niddhogr isn't the only concern at this point (like I need another enemy). Which begs the question, are the two in league or something? They both seem to want Jessica, so its not unlikely.
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I've been in this location too long, I need to go.

More Letters

Well, that didn't last long, did it? Guess its all right if I post real quick and then get out of here.

Okay, remember last Summer when I thought I was running from Svend and I kept finding those letters that exploded when I opened them? Well, they're back, except now they're soaked through and through, and I can make out a bit from each of them. Most of that makes no sense, but a phrase keeps popping up now and then: 'The Parliament of the Continuum'. I don't know who or what this 'Parliament' is, but they're probably the ones out to get me. If I learn any.any.any.any.any.any.any.mmmmmooorrreee---

So you have learned of our name? It matters not.
You have noticed the connection between events? A child could have done the same.
We will not impart our motives or our goals, for they are far beyond you.
Humanity can never hope to understand what we do, nor why we do it.
All that your feeble minds can do is be grateful that greater minds know what is best for you.
Give us the girl, and you will not suffer.
Give us the girl, or Humanity pays the price for your futile machinations.

The Parliament of the Continuum