Spinning Compass Network

Right, so, Christmas? I assume, given how many of us seem to come from the same place, that it is recognized as a time of celebration here aboard the station. Are there any plans or local traditions of which one ought to be aware?

It has been suggested that if one types words into this box everyone else with a device may have the ability to read and reply. Is this correct? Please forgive me if this is a blatantly obvious question, all of this wonderful future technology is very new to me.

Who do you hear through the door? Are they anonymous voices or people you knew?

I hear people that I have wronged, people I have hurt, people who have hurt me greatly. And yet, a lot of them are not dead. One of them could not be in this Hell, since they are one with the Force. A few of them would never speak to anyone in such a manner, never mind to myself.

And so I think perhaps that the voices are not who they seem to be. They are not the people we know. The voices would seem to be tricking us. I think ignoring them will not cause harm to the people we think they are.

I may be speaking out of turn. I may have misunderstood this Hell completely, and if so, then I apologise. Please, let me know so I can correct my assumptions. But hopefully, this may help some people to feel better about the door.

i am bored. despite all the excitement this is a dull place. so I propose a tournament. let us test our skills in duels of the sword. no supernatural abilities are allowed only skill. if you cannot fight without them and still wish to fight you can have a league of your own. Ww can hold two separate tournaments.

i would also like to thank my sister astrid who will so gracefully volunteer to provide the catering. she is not aware of this just yet. i would welcome suggestions for a price too. i have little things of value.

who is brave enough to answer my challenge.

It was one year ago today that I fell out of 1813, and into the lake here. Ashley rescued

Hello!

I've been talking with your man Darcy, and he asked me to take over from him running the multi-faith worship sessions around here. I've managed to twist his arm and convince him that it can be a joint-venture, and he shouldn't hand it over entirely. Not least because I think there are more Anglicans than Catholics around here, and if he's wanting to keep it multi-faith, I'm a little too... one-faith

I've agreed to a trial tomorrow, where I'll celebrate mass exactly as I would at home. Anyone who's interested can come along at 10am to join us, whether you are Catholic or not. If you are Catholic, and want to do a Confession, I can set one up beforehand - but if you can just drop me a message in advance to let me know, that'd be grand.

Anything else - you know, blessings, weddings, funerals, counsel, questions etc - you know where I am. As well as for the less formal. I love talking to others about their beliefs and ideas and so on.

Right so. Maybe see you tomorrow.

I was trying to think of some sort of cool introduction, and then I remembered that I'm really not cool. So, then I proved I was 'really not cool' by trying to come up with some sort of pun or catchphrsae introduction. But uh... embarrassing!

So let's go traditional: Hello, I'm Ciaran, it's incredibly fucking weird to be here.

Young Master Darcy's Sixth birthday is today, and I would like to have a picnic in the park for him. There will be Cake, and Jelly sandwiches, but there will also be stuff for people who don't like jelly. And if I can think of a way to keep the ice cream cold, there will be ice cream as well.

I have consulted the calendars and I have discovered that tomorrow is Palm Sunday. I realise that Mr Hume is no longer present, and that I am no clergyman. Still, I should like to mark the occasion, and so I will be making use of his multi-faith prayer room, if anyone wishes to join me over Easter week.

( Prayer times )

Thereafter, I shall recommence Sunday morning and Wednesday evening prayers. Even if you are not Christian, Mr Hume was very specific that this was a place for people of all faiths or no faith, so please do use it whenever and however you please. This is simply to let you know when there will be someone else there if you wish to pray or read together.

Thank you.

I am curious, is there any easy way to move from one apartment to another?

I find I feel I don't need to be so close to the medbay anymore and would like to be closer to... Edward Darcy everything.

There is no dignified way to eat tacos, and I did not like the chocolate shot.

This hat does not fit over all the hair.

There are some boxes etc sitting outside [apartment number]. Would someone be able to simply move them the extra few feet into said apartment for me? I've done as much as I can

Thank you.





[OOC - It is Georgiana's apartment number, which is right next to Darcy's, if your character would know that.]

I know many of you have lost loved ones. Be it recently, or over the years of being here, or on the island. Or even in your life away from this place. And my first thought is, we should have a group. To support one another. But some people who need it might not find comfort in meeting in person, that some of you might find it easier to 'talk' across the network.

And so I ask you, those that can and will, share your story here. So that others may find comfort in your story, or you may find comfort in telling it. You can tell as little, or as much as you want. You can even fabricate a story if you like. Or treat your own as if it were someone else. Whatever is easiest for you.

I will share mine, in hopes that others will follow. You can respond to mine, or to others, but try to keep it encouraging words. There's no need to jeer at someone else's pain.

Dearest Darcy,

I am going to plead ignorance, though to be fair, it is, because there is a lot of time between the twelfth century and the nineteenth, it is. I don't know how long you have to stay in isolation. But I also know, that when my father did, he wasn't completely alone. When I did. I wasn't completely alone.

So, I don't know if you'll read this, I don't know if you have everything shut off... But I think this could be a compromise.

And here's the stupid question: How are you, my friend?

Yours,

Marian.

Is there anyone from the island left? Did we lose instead of win? I remember winning...

[Posted around 3:30am]

Hello.

What a fascinating toy this is. No longer wondering why I saw virtually no one when I arrived. How do you decide to put this thing down?


[Filtered to everyone except Hansel/Young Hansel]

Also, is it ...normal here, to encounter both a current and future version of your own brother? Accepting that I am two hundred years in my own future, I suppose this shouldn't be so difficult to understand, but I'm....uncertain as to how I'm supposed to be dealing with this.

Those of you who got time at the hospital please see me and I'll set up a schedule. I also need to know what you can do so I can schedule tasks accordingly. Thanks.

Alright guys and gals, I gave y'all more than enough time to protest. And there were two whole pages of men and women that weren't! So, here is how we're going to do this, fill out the following information:

Name:
Age:
Do you prefer the bids of men, women, or both:
Something interesting about yourself:

This should make the process a little easier:
<b>Name</b>: <b>Age</b>: <b>Do you prefer the bids of men, women, or both</b>: <b>Something interesting about yourself</b>:

Bidding is over!!
This is what we'll be using to bid:( Bidding System )

You can offer services unique to your talents and we will decide how much extra that would be worth based on what you offer.

I'll let you ya'll know when it's time to start bidding. Don't start getting all excited just yet. It is sign up first after all.

Normally I'm not one to complain when I'm not feeling quite right, but it has been the better part of a week that I have been feeling poorly. I hate to be a bother to any of our medical staff, as I know you are all rather busy, but perhaps I could get a suggestion as to what to do rather than coming in and being underfoot?