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[Mar. 21st, 2009|07:51 am] |
Okay, people, listen up.
Some of you know by now... we have a bit of a crisis here.
A group of violently racist religious fanatics known as the Purifiers have appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, striking against anyone who seems not baseline human. They are not gentle easy threats, and they are not nice people.
They come from the same world I do, and there, they targeted mutants, the foremost group of non-normal humans, It appears that here, they have targeted everyone abnormal. Be aware, they are a group to be taken seriously, and anyone encountering one of them should be extremely cautious.
Incidents have already happened. There have been rallies, riots, and some people are missing, others hurt. It is important that if you encounter them, if you have someone missing, you get together with others. Do not try to handle this alone. Do not think that they might not have a way of stopping you, no matter how powerful you are. I have been monitoring the boards and I think they have been planning this for some time. They are fanatics, but obviously, they are organized here.
Don't jump at shadows, and don't let them force you to live in fear, but, be careful, and watch your backs. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2009|08:40 pm] |
Bugger all.
I've got a tingly feeling and I just can't place it. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2009|04:02 pm] |
[Locked from Cassie] Anybody interested in looking after a precocious three year old for the evening? I want to take my girl out to dinner. We haven't had any alone time, since the kid came along. She's a great kid, don't get me wrong. And I pay well.[/block]
How is it already the first of March tomorrow? |
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[Feb. 27th, 2009|06:30 pm] |
Ohh, now what is this? I'm glad to be alive, I really am.. didn't think I'd survive a tornado. Survival is good. But this can't be happening. I'm supposed to be in California helping my mom and sister with stuff. Or checking on Riley.
This.. I can't explain it, this is weird. And people are kinda looking at me as if they know me. Which is bizarre, seeing as how I was never in Miami before. I should probably try to call Cameron. Or my mom. She'd be mad if she can't find me. I'm John, by the way. |
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