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-- It’s been over a year since we’ve written in here. We’re running out of pages faster than I’d expected. Muro’s scribbling filled half the book. Jamie says we should get a datapad to use, but I’m not so sure. Anyways, I’m writing this because of Jamie. She’s pregnant again! Phillip took an ultrasound, and she’s carrying a girl! We’re excited and worried at the same time. Having two kids will mean we won’t be staying in this apartment for much longer. I’m looking for larger apartments or even a house right now. I stopped in a café for a coffee and to write this down. Jamie’s back home taking care of Muro. I can’t believe he’s almost two already! He builds little cities all over the living room with his toy blocks. Jamie says he’s going to be an architect when he grows up. If he grows up. | -- It’s been over a year since we’ve written in here. We’re running out of pages faster than I’d expected. Muro’s scribbling filled half the book. Jamie says we should get a datapad to use, but I’m not so sure. Anyways, I’m writing this because of Jamie. She’s pregnant again! Phillip took an ultrasound, and she’s carrying a girl! We’re excited and worried at the same time. Having two kids will mean we won’t be staying in this apartment for much longer. I’m looking for larger apartments or even a house right now. I stopped in a café for a coffee and to write this down. Jamie’s back home taking care of Muro. I can’t believe he’s almost two already! He builds little cities all over the living room with his toy blocks. Jamie says he’s going to be an architect when he grows up. If he grows up. | ||
The Syndicate is growing even more aggressive. Yesterday they assaulted a weapon manufacturer. Massacred everyone inside and stole the weapons. The police is everywhere now, but no-one feels safe. Partly because they’ve done next to nothing against the Syndicate. The government is too busy establishing itself as the WCG, and | The Syndicate is growing even more aggressive. Yesterday they assaulted a weapon manufacturer. Massacred everyone inside and stole the weapons. The police is everywhere now, but no-one feels safe. Partly because they’ve done next to nothing against the Syndicate. The government is too busy establishing itself as the WCG, and its resources are all focused outwards. That means there’s less funding to the police, which means they’re less willing to fight large-scale crime like the Syndicate. | ||
==Nov. 3, 2012== | ==Nov. 3, 2012== | ||
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==Dec. 22, 2012== | ==Dec. 22, 2012== | ||
;Phillip Kerr | ;Phillip Kerr | ||
-- This is quite the journal you guys have. | -- This is quite the journal you guys have. I apologize for writing in here, but I think it’s warranted, since you’re both missing. I brought Muro home this morning, but no-one was here. I saw a scrap of brown leather on the table, and decided to check it out. I opened it up, and found this journal. | ||
Muro toddled off into the living room to play with his stuffed animals and blocks almost as soon as the door was open. The stove was still on, so I rushed over and turned it off. Luckily, it didn’t burn anything. I opened a few windows to help cool things off, and the house came back down to normal temperature in no time. I cleaned up the kitchen, and he watched one of those cartoons. Then Muro wanted food, so we went down the street to that diner you guys never visit. Muro’s eyes were almost as big as his pancakes when they arrived, and he could only finish half of one, so I ate the rest. Now he’s sleeping on the couch while I write this. | Muro toddled off into the living room to play with his stuffed animals and blocks almost as soon as the door was open. The stove was still on, so I rushed over and turned it off. Luckily, it didn’t burn anything. I opened a few windows to help cool things off, and the house came back down to normal temperature in no time. I cleaned up the kitchen, and he watched one of those cartoons. Then Muro wanted food, so we went down the street to that diner you guys never visit. Muro’s eyes were almost as big as his pancakes when they arrived, and he could only finish half of one, so I ate the rest. Now he’s sleeping on the couch while I write this. | ||
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;Jamie Hasegawa | ;Jamie Hasegawa | ||
-- The rain fell lightly throughout the whole city, dampening clothes and the signs we held. I looked back at the hundreds of people holding paper signs and marching in semi-organized chaos behind me. My closest | -- The rain fell lightly throughout the whole city, dampening our clothes and the signs we held. I looked back at the hundreds of people holding paper signs and marching in semi-organized chaos behind me. My closest friends walked on either side of me, helping me hold up the large three-person banner I’d painted the day before. Beyond them, there were more protesters, and then the police that lined the sidewalk. The young men stood stiffly at attention, clearly disturbed by so many people crying out against the government. The dark grey of their uniforms blended in against the concrete buildings and sidewalk that served as a backdrop to our tense scene. In contrast, our signs were brightly painted, and we wore colors to match. Usually people in this city wore drab colors, to avoid drawing attention to themselves, but today we wanted to be seen. | ||
After a ten blocks of the same grey streets, we entered the open green that stood before the courthouse. Slowly, hesitantly, a chant rose from the crowd behind me, and my friends took it up. I refrained, however, preferring to march in silence. We had almost reached the courthouse, and people were starting to spread out now that we weren’t confined by the street any more. I slowed to a stop, and the crowd fanned out around me, chanting louder. | After a ten blocks of the same grey streets, we entered the open green that stood before the courthouse. Slowly, hesitantly, a chant rose from the crowd behind me, and my friends took it up. I refrained, however, preferring to march in silence. We had almost reached the courthouse, and people were starting to spread out now that we weren’t confined by the street any more. I slowed to a stop, and the crowd fanned out around me, chanting louder. | ||
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There’s still fighting in the streets, despite the WCG’s crackdown with those tanks. It seems the Syndicate has taken an interest in the rioter’s cause, and is reinforcing their numbers with their own men and weapons. It’s gotten bad enough that I even bought a gun. Of course, it’s an illegal gun. The government wouldn’t allow a civilian to carry a firearm even in normal times. So I bought it off a Syndicate man. | There’s still fighting in the streets, despite the WCG’s crackdown with those tanks. It seems the Syndicate has taken an interest in the rioter’s cause, and is reinforcing their numbers with their own men and weapons. It’s gotten bad enough that I even bought a gun. Of course, it’s an illegal gun. The government wouldn’t allow a civilian to carry a firearm even in normal times. So I bought it off a Syndicate man. | ||
Also, I’ve finally worked out a solution to the fence problem. There’s a scheduled maintenance in August, and they shut down the power for an hour each day for a week so the repairmen can check it for flaws. The wire itself isn’t much of a problem. A few snips will let us in, and some soldering will seal it behind us. The real | Also, I’ve finally worked out a solution to the fence problem. There’s a scheduled maintenance in August, and they shut down the power for an hour each day for a week so the repairmen can check it for flaws. The wire itself isn’t much of a problem. A few snips will let us in, and some soldering will seal it behind us. The real trick will be getting past the guards they are sure to post, but a little creative use of smoke grenades should take care of that. | ||
==March 7, 2013== | ==March 7, 2013== | ||
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==June 23, 2013== | ==June 23, 2013== | ||
;James Hasegawa | ;James Hasegawa | ||
--Well I’m in with the Syndicate. Muro is excited about our new house, and his enthusiasm is almost enough to counter this feeling of depression that I’ve slipped into. I’m missing Jamie more and more every day, and it feels as though an icy hand grips my heart in | --Well I’m in with the Syndicate. Muro is excited about our new house, and his enthusiasm is almost enough to counter this feeling of depression that I’ve slipped into. I’m missing Jamie more and more every day, and it feels as though an icy hand grips my heart in its dead clutch. I feel rage at the WCG for lying to us about the Wilderness, and anger at myself for taking her into the Wilderness so rashly. But I WILL find a way to cure this world, and by doing so, atone for my guilt... | ||
--The Syndicate have given me more than I had ever dreamed of here. I have a laboratory more extensive and far more advanced than anything I ever had at the university. Because they’re operating outside of WCG law, they’ve been able to develop far faster than civilians, and in more radical directions than the military. Some of this stuff I had to be taught how to use, but I catch on quickly, so I can operate most of it fairly well. They’re also housing us fairly well, allowing Irena to move in with the kids so I don’t have to spend valuable research time taking care of them. | --The Syndicate have given me more than I had ever dreamed of here. I have a laboratory more extensive and far more advanced than anything I ever had at the university. Because they’re operating outside of WCG law, they’ve been able to develop far faster than civilians, and in more radical directions than the military. Some of this stuff I had to be taught how to use, but I catch on quickly, so I can operate most of it fairly well. They’re also housing us fairly well, allowing Irena to move in with the kids so I don’t have to spend valuable research time taking care of them. | ||