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Day 12 - Notes
May. 23rd, 2006 04:23 pmProgress is being made. I need to start keeping a record of all of this stuff.
Third floor is dangerous. Drains life and power. Not going up there at all if I can manage it. Scar shouldn't be sent there, either.
Therapist's offices may have important information. Will probably need to break into drawers to get it. Unless drawers are also unlocked at night? We'll see.
Places to get useful things: kitchen, storage closet, arts and crafts room. Medical wing?
I'll call yesterday Day 1, since that was the first day we started really making a mass effort.
Day 1: Kitchen - Me, Roy and Havoc. successful.
Third Floor - Scar, Lust, Sora, Haru, Keo (I think) - sort of sucessful. Important info obtained. See third floor.
Day 2: Third Floor - Havoc, Keo?, Haru?
Doctor's Offices - Me, Scar, Roy?
Someplace Else - Lust, Sora?, Reno - new guy, from same world as Tifa and Zack, eager and with plenty of experience/background.
Added at Lunch: Seng and Goku added into into things as well. One more and we can manage four groups.
Third floor is dangerous. Drains life and power. Not going up there at all if I can manage it. Scar shouldn't be sent there, either.
Therapist's offices may have important information. Will probably need to break into drawers to get it. Unless drawers are also unlocked at night? We'll see.
Places to get useful things: kitchen, storage closet, arts and crafts room. Medical wing?
I'll call yesterday Day 1, since that was the first day we started really making a mass effort.
Day 1: Kitchen - Me, Roy and Havoc. successful.
Third Floor - Scar, Lust, Sora, Haru, Keo (I think) - sort of sucessful. Important info obtained. See third floor.
Day 2: Third Floor - Havoc, Keo?, Haru?
Doctor's Offices - Me, Scar, Roy?
Someplace Else - Lust, Sora?, Reno - new guy, from same world as Tifa and Zack, eager and with plenty of experience/background.
Added at Lunch: Seng and Goku added into into things as well. One more and we can manage four groups.
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Apr. 26th, 2006 01:21 pmWow, they let us sleep in. Can't say I mind that, after last night.
Last night. I don't even know where to start. It's like it wasn't even real, now. Weird, huh? I know it was, but it's like remembering a dream, not something that really happened. A really weird dream. I don't even know what the hell is going on anymore. I wish I could talk to Gracia about it. She'd set me straight. And she'd probably laugh at me a little bit for over-thinking things.
At least this place isn't all bad, anyway.
Last night. I don't even know where to start. It's like it wasn't even real, now. Weird, huh? I know it was, but it's like remembering a dream, not something that really happened. A really weird dream. I don't even know what the hell is going on anymore. I wish I could talk to Gracia about it. She'd set me straight. And she'd probably laugh at me a little bit for over-thinking things.
At least this place isn't all bad, anyway.
Another Entry
Mar. 29th, 2006 01:19 pmI guess it's time to make another entry in here. It's not like I've got anything else to do. Roy's out of it, and I hope it's for the night. I don't want to fight him. And I don't want them taking him back, either.
Where the hell do I start? I don't even know anymore. It's weird, the way the weirdest things start to feel normal. And it hasn't even been that long. I've been here what, five days? It feels like a hell of a lot longer. I've heard people say that time isn't right here. I can agree with that.
I guess I'll start with the easy stuff. Which I guess, right now, is Roy. Never thought I'd be calling that the easy stuff. When I saw him there, in the hall, and it was him but it wasn't him... it felt exactly the same way as when that bastard shot me. Like seeing Gracia but not Gracia, holding that gun.... I know I love him. I've never doubted that. I just... I don't know. I know Gracia used to make jokes about me and Roy, but I never thought about it much. He's my best friend. I don't know. It doesn't really matter anyway, I guess. Now onto the hard stuff.
I don't know what I am anymore. I don't know if I'm human anymore. There. I said it. Or wrote it, anyway. I don't know what they've done to me, but I know what it feels like. I know what a chimera is, and I know what they've done to me and the two seem pretty damn similar. And I can feel it. It's not like anything hurts, but... I shouldn't be able to see in the dark. I shouldn't be able to move the way that I can now. I shouldn't be able to see. I shouldn't have... whatever the hell these things are.
I try not to think about it, but it's quiet now and there's nothing else to think about. If I think about escape, I think about home, and I think about going home like this. It's not like Gracia would care - Gracia wouldn't care if I came home covered in fur and with five arms, I think. But it isn't like I could go back to work, if anyone found out. And it's damn stupid to be worrying about that when there's monsters outside the door and Roy's been brainwashed and there's so many kids running around here....
We've got to get out. All of us.
Where the hell do I start? I don't even know anymore. It's weird, the way the weirdest things start to feel normal. And it hasn't even been that long. I've been here what, five days? It feels like a hell of a lot longer. I've heard people say that time isn't right here. I can agree with that.
I guess I'll start with the easy stuff. Which I guess, right now, is Roy. Never thought I'd be calling that the easy stuff. When I saw him there, in the hall, and it was him but it wasn't him... it felt exactly the same way as when that bastard shot me. Like seeing Gracia but not Gracia, holding that gun.... I know I love him. I've never doubted that. I just... I don't know. I know Gracia used to make jokes about me and Roy, but I never thought about it much. He's my best friend. I don't know. It doesn't really matter anyway, I guess. Now onto the hard stuff.
I don't know what I am anymore. I don't know if I'm human anymore. There. I said it. Or wrote it, anyway. I don't know what they've done to me, but I know what it feels like. I know what a chimera is, and I know what they've done to me and the two seem pretty damn similar. And I can feel it. It's not like anything hurts, but... I shouldn't be able to see in the dark. I shouldn't be able to move the way that I can now. I shouldn't be able to see. I shouldn't have... whatever the hell these things are.
I try not to think about it, but it's quiet now and there's nothing else to think about. If I think about escape, I think about home, and I think about going home like this. It's not like Gracia would care - Gracia wouldn't care if I came home covered in fur and with five arms, I think. But it isn't like I could go back to work, if anyone found out. And it's damn stupid to be worrying about that when there's monsters outside the door and Roy's been brainwashed and there's so many kids running around here....
We've got to get out. All of us.
Another Entry
Mar. 19th, 2006 05:12 pmThey're giving us physicals today. Great. Hell, maybe I could do with one. My head's been killing me all day today and I think there's something wrong with my glasses. Not that I've got much hope that anyone in this place actually cares about getting any of us healthy.
Last night we got some stuff done. Got cut up, but got stuff done. And it turns out I didn't need stitches after all. I don't know what they did, but it feels like they glued my cut together. Maybe they did. Surgical glue isn't that weird compared to everything else around here. Handy thing, really. Maybe we ought to steal some out of the medical wing. Roy got off the worst, but at least that was taken care of last night. I tell you, wartime makes for strange allies sometimes. But I guess it's true what they say: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
I need to find Zack again and talk to him some more about us and this place. He's got the right kind of mind for this stuff, I think. And I should probably fill him in on the fact that we've got something of a plan. Not what it is, just that things are in the works.
I'm keeping ahold of myself pretty good so far. No more breakdowns, at least. I just... can't think about home too much. I start to and my mind never goes anywhere good. Talk about irony - I can't even think about good things anymore without the bad things along with them.
I guess this is what the front lines are like.
Last night we got some stuff done. Got cut up, but got stuff done. And it turns out I didn't need stitches after all. I don't know what they did, but it feels like they glued my cut together. Maybe they did. Surgical glue isn't that weird compared to everything else around here. Handy thing, really. Maybe we ought to steal some out of the medical wing. Roy got off the worst, but at least that was taken care of last night. I tell you, wartime makes for strange allies sometimes. But I guess it's true what they say: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
I need to find Zack again and talk to him some more about us and this place. He's got the right kind of mind for this stuff, I think. And I should probably fill him in on the fact that we've got something of a plan. Not what it is, just that things are in the works.
I'm keeping ahold of myself pretty good so far. No more breakdowns, at least. I just... can't think about home too much. I start to and my mind never goes anywhere good. Talk about irony - I can't even think about good things anymore without the bad things along with them.
I guess this is what the front lines are like.
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Mar. 3rd, 2006 11:01 amI think it's safe to say that today has been one of the strangest days of my life.
Apparently Kyo can turn into a cat. Roy pointed out that he could be pretty damn useful that way and I agree with him. He also might be safer in that form, honestly. I hope Ed can calm him down enough that we can ask him about it. But if anybody can....
It's funny. During the day you can kind of forget where you are and what's going on. I can, anyway. It's like Al said, we're lucky. We've got friends here. It's easy to forget we're being held against our will.
Had a long talk with Ed today. Wow, was that awkward. I hope I didn't scar the poor kid. I just hope everything works out okay for him. God knows this is an awful situation to be in, but it's like I said. People need people. And the worse things get, the more we need them. There's a reason that people who've been through war and disaster form close bonds. And he's at that age. Well, a little bit beyond that age, but the point still stands. It's not like there's that many women running around here. I think I've seen a grand total of five of them, counting the one that seems to have gotten her claws into Kimbley.
Now I'm just rambling. I miss Gracia like hell.
Apparently Kyo can turn into a cat. Roy pointed out that he could be pretty damn useful that way and I agree with him. He also might be safer in that form, honestly. I hope Ed can calm him down enough that we can ask him about it. But if anybody can....
It's funny. During the day you can kind of forget where you are and what's going on. I can, anyway. It's like Al said, we're lucky. We've got friends here. It's easy to forget we're being held against our will.
Had a long talk with Ed today. Wow, was that awkward. I hope I didn't scar the poor kid. I just hope everything works out okay for him. God knows this is an awful situation to be in, but it's like I said. People need people. And the worse things get, the more we need them. There's a reason that people who've been through war and disaster form close bonds. And he's at that age. Well, a little bit beyond that age, but the point still stands. It's not like there's that many women running around here. I think I've seen a grand total of five of them, counting the one that seems to have gotten her claws into Kimbley.
Now I'm just rambling. I miss Gracia like hell.
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Mar. 1st, 2006 09:26 amWoke up and Roy was gone. What the hell happened to him? Did he sneak off back to his own room while I was asleep? Damn it! What if he passed out in the hall or something? He can be such a damn stubborn bastard sometimes.
He'd better be at breakfast. If he's not....
Well, I survived my first night in this place. It doesn't look like anyone was exaggerating the size of the animals that come out at night. But they can be killed. We took out two cats last night. Cats. They looked like bears if you ask me.
Ran into another familiar face - for Roy, anyway. Kimbley, the Crimson Alchemist. He was running around with a little redhead, didn't seem too friendly. Him and Roy have a past I guess, but Roy doesn't seem to keen on talking about it any.
I miss my family. I hope they're alright. I can't do anything other than that, really. Maybe we can get some more names and places today, and start figuring out what the connection between everybody is. And then maybe we can figure out how to get home.
If I can go home.
He'd better be at breakfast. If he's not....
Well, I survived my first night in this place. It doesn't look like anyone was exaggerating the size of the animals that come out at night. But they can be killed. We took out two cats last night. Cats. They looked like bears if you ask me.
Ran into another familiar face - for Roy, anyway. Kimbley, the Crimson Alchemist. He was running around with a little redhead, didn't seem too friendly. Him and Roy have a past I guess, but Roy doesn't seem to keen on talking about it any.
I miss my family. I hope they're alright. I can't do anything other than that, really. Maybe we can get some more names and places today, and start figuring out what the connection between everybody is. And then maybe we can figure out how to get home.
If I can go home.
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Feb. 25th, 2006 11:06 pmI died.
Doesn't seem any better written out, really. I have a hell of a hard time believing I actually died. If I had, I couldn't be here. It's a conspiracy, it has to be. The government's done a hell of a lot worse, I know that. No, I know I'm not dead.
Roy's here. Damn bastard lost an eye! How could he do a stupid thing like that? I know he wanted to be Fuhrer, but that doesn't mean he has to look like the one we have now! But it was damn good seeing him again. He was freaked out by me, but I don't blame him. Havoc's here, too. I should have paid a little more attention to when he was so surprised to see me, I guess. And then there's Ed.
I don't think I can remember the last person outside of Gracia or Elysia that's hugged me like that. It felt good. Ed's like family. He's really grown up, too. Man, I wish I could have seen it. Al, too. It's hard to imagine they're apart. Well, they're not gonna stay that way if I have anything to do with it. Family needs to stay together.
I miss Gracia. I can't even begin to imagine what life's been like for her. I never wanted to leave her a widow. And I sure as hell never wanted Elysia to grow up with her father. I've got to get back to them. I don't know what's going on here, but I've got to get back. We all have to get back.
It's getting dark. Ed's gonna be by, and Roy too. I better get ready.
Doesn't seem any better written out, really. I have a hell of a hard time believing I actually died. If I had, I couldn't be here. It's a conspiracy, it has to be. The government's done a hell of a lot worse, I know that. No, I know I'm not dead.
Roy's here. Damn bastard lost an eye! How could he do a stupid thing like that? I know he wanted to be Fuhrer, but that doesn't mean he has to look like the one we have now! But it was damn good seeing him again. He was freaked out by me, but I don't blame him. Havoc's here, too. I should have paid a little more attention to when he was so surprised to see me, I guess. And then there's Ed.
I don't think I can remember the last person outside of Gracia or Elysia that's hugged me like that. It felt good. Ed's like family. He's really grown up, too. Man, I wish I could have seen it. Al, too. It's hard to imagine they're apart. Well, they're not gonna stay that way if I have anything to do with it. Family needs to stay together.
I miss Gracia. I can't even begin to imagine what life's been like for her. I never wanted to leave her a widow. And I sure as hell never wanted Elysia to grow up with her father. I've got to get back to them. I don't know what's going on here, but I've got to get back. We all have to get back.
It's getting dark. Ed's gonna be by, and Roy too. I better get ready.
