PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I keep telling myself this place is better than the darkness.

I'm still not sure it is.

Still here? Captain my Captain

Oh how rude of me, to hardly even introduce myself to you all.

I see you got your Captain back. Nice work. Not too bad for a bunch of humans.

Did you ever work on something. One thing for ages and ages only to eventually work out its pointless and not what you thought it was in the first place. I think its a bloody hairdryer.

[Jack]

Are you purposefully trying to drive me mad now or can you just let me have it for an hour. I have some new theories and I just need want to see. Won't even so much as look at Gwen and you can even supervise?

Just an hour.

[Owen]

...Do you have the security codes, the ones Jack won't give me?

Captain's Log 5.01
ALIEN ACTIVITY: I'm thinking some of these headings need to be changed given just where we all landed. But, for the sake of continuity, they'll stay as they are for the time being. Should take to calling this place Torchwood 5. Still don't know where 4 went to either.

ALIEN TECHNOLOGY: I wish we could have figured out what was going on with those miracle pits before they up and disappeared. Seems that those who took a dip are slowly being returned to their original state from what I gather. As I always say: the quick-fix is never the answer.

RIFT ACTIVITY: Not sure if the lot of us arriving here is a result of the Rift or not. When in doubt, blame the Rift. Won't lie, though, I'm happy it dropped off Ianto and Gwen. All we need now is Tosh and the whole team is together once more.

SECURITY: With John around, am afraid that extra measures will need to be taken to keep the Hub secure. But, if that's what it takes, then that's what it takes. Don't really want him wandering around LA all on his lonesome. Even if he was the good wife.

OTHER SECURITY ISSUES: Require more information on this Dahlia woman. Though, all things considered, I'm glad she found me and not some hapless human. At least I could withstand whatever she was doing. Not sure if she succeeded or failed. Will have to look into this demon she was attempting to summon as I'm not sure if she succeeded or not. One too many points I passed out/was killed for my liking to know what was going on.

STAFF: Need to have a very, very long discussion with Suzie about 'when someone calls for help on the comms it means get your arse over there and get them out of trouble'. Think there may be a few issues being harboured. Hard to say, though, with her. Suzie -- when you see this, my office. Now.

OTHER STAFF ISSUES: None to report. Aside from the fact that I'm glad there are as many of us here as I have. Not quite thrilled that the Master is here, but he seems different. Will also have to keep an eye on that as well.


By the way, Ianto? Patrol at 20.00. I think you need a bit of work on your form where stake burying is concerned.

Alright Torchwood boys and girls we going to save Jack? Maybe form a plan? Or do I have to it myself?

Anyone here know a Jack Harkness?

Things just seem to be getting worse...

Jack? Ianto? Is the rift acting up again or something?

So, I'm wondering. Just how many of you people have stepped into the pits? And I need one of you to see side effects.

[Lavender]
I'm ready to show I can handle Firewhiskey if you are.

[Torchwood]
As Plan A is always a success, how goes that analysing of the Pits?

Back to my famous hypotheticals.

If one were to, injure their hand or something simple, and submerge themselves in the Pits every few years. Would it stave off death indefinitely?.

And its said it restores the dead to life? Is there any point at which something is too dead? Could you throw cavemen bones in and get yourself a caveman.We even have a perodactyl it could make friends with

Well, well. This place just seems to get more and more interesting by the second. Is it always this exciting around here, or is it just a weekend?


Filtered to Torchwood

You saw the news, or at least you better have. Who's coming to take a look at these pits?

Don't. Just don't. The majority of you don't know what or, more importantly, who you are dealing with. That's not an insult. But don't use them. If you have someone telling you 'No, don't do it.' Listen to them.

[ooc: as Batgirl]

Amazing. Can't tell you the number of people who have asked me to get a drink with them since I got here.

Not going to complain either.

All these what would you do 'if' questions got me to thinking, so heres one for the masses.

If you could save people from death. Murder Victims, say, If there was a way to have the murderer give his life  so they could live. Would you do it?

Would it be justifiable to you?

[Filtered to Torchwood :: Suzie, Owen, John Hart]
Alright. I think the rift is trying to tell me something. Or else, Torchwood decided it needed to be here for whatever reason. If you haven't seen the plaza and fountain, it's made its way here. Which means the city needs us.

No pressure and I'm not going to be administering the amnesia pills if you choose not to come. Though you all know your duty


[Filtered to John Hart]
Don't make me regret the offer, got it?


[Filtered to The (4th) Doctor]
One of your later incarnations knew of me and a team I had been associated in Cardiff known as Torchwood. I'm extending an invitation to you, should you wish to be a part of us. There's a small tourist info shack located at [address here]. You're welcome anytime, Doctor.

All right. I'll bite. Wouldn't mind knowing what exactly happened this last time and what's going on with the rift.

Century, please? Or, slightly more helpful, year?

Listen up all of you over 21ers, because Father Vincent has something to share with you. It's an important thing that could save you from pain.

Don't drink cheap vodka.

Now I'm going to be sick again. Cheap ass Crystal Palace vodka.

Criminals never change. Murderers, and rapists will continue to murder and rape. Doesn't matter how much you rehabilitate them. Shouldn't coddle them.

Why do I give a shit Harper?...

Heard something about people going missing, men? Any particularly subspecies of the gender or is it random? I don't want to just jump on the bandwagon, but my friend, roomate, guy I used to,, friend is missing. And while its entirely likely he's found some vapid american girl to shag, he'd probobly have phoned me by now to gloat or be some kind of escape route for him.

His names Owen Harper.

supposed to be dead
jack...
definitely went into the dark

Bloody hell.

It's so constant. So very, very constant. Always there now.

He says I'll get used to it. It won't be so bad.

He's right. Of course he's right.

But for now it's just there. Always there.

Drumming and drumming and drumming.

Harold Saxon has Ianto held captive.

Ianto sent me an address that he was going to, but it's hard to say whether they're still there.

We're going to have to construct some sort of plan of attack. That means NOT just charging in there blindly, Jack. And we're going to need as many people as possible since I'm not sure exactly what breed of insanity we're dealing with. Everyone meet at [address of Tosh & Owen's hotel].

Tosh, see if his mobile is on and if you can triangulate a position for him to see if the information he sent the first time through is still good. (The message is on my mobile, left hand jacket pocket.)

Suzie, you're our weapons expert. Wind up anything and everything you can find.

Gwen. I know you just got here, and this is probably the last thing you need to deal with right now, but I need to you do what you do best. Canvas the neighborhoods near the address that Ianto sent to see if anyone has seen either him or Saxon.

And Jack, wherever you are, you'd better get your arse down here because I don't want you pulling some sort of fancy boy heroics.

Anyone else that can see this, if you're willing to act as a partner to any of our agents, you can find us at the address above.

I heard you were around here somewhere, Jack. Can we talk?

This isn't what I expected.

If you did this again, Jack, I'm going to strangle you. Multiple times.