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Hey folks, welcome to the shitty future you're hoping to avoid for yourselves. Thanks for coming.

When you came from, the network is for fun. Here, it's the primary communication medium for a resistance that's scrambling to survive, and it's under constant attack and held together with paperclips and hope. This means:

• Don't try to run a bunch of data across it unless you need to. Keep your comms to text as much as possible.
  
• SECURITY IS PARAMOUNT. You'll notice the passphrase requirements are stricter than on the network you came from. That's because Murderbot got hacked/enthralled and he can bruteforce your oh-so-clever "password1" in about two seconds without even having to know you'd pick a password that dumb in the first place.
  
• Smash your device to pieces before you let it fall into the hands of the enemy.
  

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Hello from 2033.
I know there are some anxious people on your end wondering what's been going on - everyone who decided to travel forward with Caleb and Essek have arrived safely and are now situated with us.

As you can see we are able to communicate across the timelines at the moment using the journals some of us managed to keep over the years. If you'd like to check in with your friends and family who travelled feel free to use this entry to do so.

While the journals will be usable for the next while here we are asking for everyone to refrain from spamming too much. All magic usage is a risk, this included. We are also asking that no one mentions any specifics to the plan, the journals on our end will not leave our safe zone, but should we be ambushed here we do not want any details falling into the wrong hands. As well please keep in mind our journal stock is limited and we are all sharing only a handful, your conversations may be viewed by others.

If someone can give me a quick "hey I see this" that would be great. We are fairly confident this should work but let us know for sure.



(( note: timeline wise today this will be written once everyone is back at the outpost and has had enough time to get sorted, so late afternoon/early eveningish ))

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Does anyone else just really, really hate being here with no idea how things are going in the future?

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Texts: Eddie Munson

— hey
— you ever had the urge to learn how to shoot something?

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WHO: Future Laurence and Past Lan Xichen
WHAT: A reunion of sorts
WHEN: Shortly after everybody gets to the Outpost
WHERE: Some quiet space at the Outpost
WARNINGS: References to tragic demise

( I promise you that I'll see you home to be wed. )

Who: Murderbot
When: 2033, this evening
What A datalog, written in first person. Murderbot examines the prime directive after setting off a trap, and discovers there are new visitors to Vallo.
Rating: PG-13 for language

( I cancel all subroutines, and initiate a primary one: patrolling. )

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I'm glad you're all here. I don't have the workshop anymore, but I make do with whatever we can get at the compound. Recovery operations are successful pretty often. Viktor's working out of our second location. So if you need to arm up at all, patch any armor, or need gadgets and devices set up, I'm still here to help.

It goes without saying that we're relying pretty heavily on you all, I hope that's not too much stress. But I firmly believe that together we can do this. I don't think the stakes have ever been higher, if that's any motivation.

Who: 2023 Thom meets 2033 Kate
What: ANGST. SADNESS. WOE.
When: Today (in 2033)
Where: The Outpost
Rating: PG

( Honestly, sure, the magic’s shit, but it looks like you guys are doing... well... doing shit as well. )

PRESENT TEXTS TO MORPHEUS.

» Are you bored?

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Anyone else in present day Vallo suddenly have the urge to just start training and amping up their skills? Just in case? For no reason at all? To either get stronger or get distracted? Whatever works, really.