PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I have become weary, restless, and listless with most everything. I have nothing to do, nowhere to go. I’m bored and I can no longer sit here quietly until Potter decides that it is time to strike. I need something to occupy my time with. If any of you have tasks within my range of talents that must be done, I will offer up my services to you. My willingness to work alongside anybody who requests my assistance will come with a price, so you best remember that. But I must assure you, that it will be worth it in the end.

/Tom Marvolo Riddle/

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The socialites were having a heated gathering last night at the Hotel Roosevelt and unfortunately it didn’t end well. I’m afraid one thing led to another and ultimately, the party died down and ceased to exist after an hour of festivities. It was quite terrible. I can’t even bring myself to imagine how they will ever manage to get the blood stains out of the carpet… It will take time, I believe.

Potter, you can think of this as a present from me to you. Fifty five gifts in all. They’re cold and as stiff as a door, but it’s the thought that counts. You should consider stopping by and having a look around. I’m sure it will bring back fond memories.

I feel rejuvenated. I think I'll have a good day.

Mmmmm~~ I wonder how many vampires are watching this board right now.

So this is going to sound completely morbid, because it is completely morbid, but - with the death toll in this place I think a morgue needs to be worked at again. I went there the other day and no one was there, and we can't just leave the dead on the streets!

I'm a medical student, and I used to work in a morgue back home, so I don't mind heading it, but I'll need some other people to help. I can train you in what you need to know, if I have to. It's not that hard actually it is. Obviously I can't pay you, so you can consider it giving back to the community.

I've been sort of bored, what with me being holed up in my hotel room all day long. Anyone for a game of word association?

Don't know what word association is? Well, it's basically a game in which a word is chosen, and then the contributing players state which word comes to mind directly afterward. You can only respond with a single word, but turns in the game are quite unlimited.

Want to play? Feel free to hop on in if you do.

Oh, and the starting word is: fish.

Okay. Since nobody else en't gonna do it, I reckon I'll explain Mantis.

Mantis en't like other people. He hears everything: what you say, what you think, what you feel, what you think and don't realise you think, what you're trying not to think, and what you're gonna think in.. ten minutes or something. That's why he wears the mask, cause it helps block some of that out. It don't help much, though, so he has a hard time concentrating enough to talk or communicate. So he talks funny. I reckon he talks in pictures, cause that's what I get from him a lot. When he can talk at all, it's mostly images. Symbols. That sort of thing.

He's got a computer in his room (which you don't wanna go near if he don't invite you in, by the way---he'll toss you out a window, no foolin!), but he don't type. He kind of does his own thing and uses his powers (I think he calls them psychokinesis. I looked it up, and it sounds right.) to hit all the keys, and so it comes out funny on the computer, too. It en't like he wants to be different, you know. He just en't got the coordination to do it by hand.

Now quit bothering him about it. He en't having a good week, and if you don't stop asking, he might squish you. I've seen him do it to a vampire! It en't pretty! And it en't like he's gotta be right there to do it, either, as me and the vampire was a couple blocks away when he did it.


Man, grown-ups are dumb.

Despite what people might say, there really are some nice people in this city. I met a girl today who was nice enough to help me learn how to use your muggle currency. I'd be completely without food or lodging if it weren't for her. I'm really grateful.

And even though people keep telling me that there doesn't seem to be a way out of here, I'm going to keep looking for answers. If anyone would like to help me out a little, I'd really appreciate it.

Well, well, well~

Now this new location was certainly an unexpected surprise. I think I got the gist by the helpful passersby who were more than willing to offer me a hand. If I'm missing out anything, point it out:

✖ This is "Los Angeles, United States, May of 2005."
✖ There is no known way out.
✖ There is no "why" or "how" we're here, we just are. Shouldn't we be honored, hmm?~
✖ Those creatures with long teeth and unaesthetic facial features are vampires.
✖ They are fine if we call them vampires. Mmmmm~~ How refreshing.
✖ Nobody knows what "Lost Technology" is.