The City of New Hope Communications

Well this is certainly unexpected. Though, not completely unpleasant even if the apartment I was assigned needs some serious work.

And I'm bored again.

{filtered to Eliot}
He's not federal. I checked.

Girl from the store! I WANT MY STUFF BACK.

We seem to be growing fairly quickly lately. I think we should figure out some form of arbitration for disagreements around here, as well as a fair way to distribute resources.

....wait, I can see the welcome center on fire. Just respond to this idea while I go see who the genius was.

These protein bars are useless. Dean would pitch a fit if he had to sit around eating two a da

Anyone know where I can find a supplies store around here? I need to stock up on some stuff.

There aren't any banks here. I can't get to my account.

I want my money.

This place seems to be a magnet for weirdness. Everyone here who I've met so far is just so different from the everyday people I'd see in New York all the time.


...something tells me I should be weirded out, but I'm not.

They stuck me in a bubble.

This really sucks.

When I was going off to find a city that survived, this was not what I meant.

If those people called them selves scientists, they need to go back to school. I don't see why I, or anyone else here, should have to fix their screw up. You don't make a mess and dump it on anyone else's shoulders. This is ridiculous. I'm not Clark I've got my own civilization to worry about, not this one.

I NEED some real food! Does anyone know where i can get something other than these damn bars?

So who's all here and from where?