Wednesday, February 16, 2011


Just checked the comments on my last post. It looks like we've lost Ulryc.

I just...I just can't put into words. He was a great advocate in our cause, and a good friend.

And if we're going by what Vi has decreed, it looks like it's just you and me now, Zeke. Personally, I like to think we're not alone; we've still got Lucien and Baibre, and Jacky and Allie, and Branwen and Distilled. I try to remember it like a mantra, even as more of us get picked off. We're not alone.

I'm not alone.


  1. Nor could I. I saw his last post awhile ago...I didn't know what to say.

    And no, you are most certainly not alone. Ahah, I feel important.

    That's the same thing that keeps me truckin'. Between me and Aiden, my crew may have the short end of the stick. But we have each other. And all of you.
    And I've got Crow here to amuse me with his idiocy.

  2. I'm not going anywhere Celie.

    It'll take more than a tall specter in a suit to take me out.

    Here's a crazy idea. That notebook keeps pinging at the back of my mind. I've already got one paranormal stalker so I'm not afraid of Mr Slim coming after me. Big Bad called dibs after all.

    If you're comfortable with the idea I could take a look in the notebook and see if we can get any more clues.

  3. Yes, Celie. I am here. And I will not be going anywhere either. I have too many people to protect.

    As long as we remember we have others out there still willing to fight, still willing to keep moving on, we will never be alone.


  4. I assume you've been relatively unbothered by the FBI for the past few days? Are they still watching you?

  5. Thank you, everyone. It means a lot.

    As for the FBI, Distilled: yes, they have been leaving me alone, relatively speaking. All I can report is that the car in my neighbor's parking lot has Virginia tags, and they've practically never left Jarrettsville. And that there seems to be at least one that bears an uncanny resemblance to it in the parking lot of many of the places I go in my free time.

    No doubt trying to catch me with my sociopath "boyfriend." Some people should not be allowed to procreate, I swear.

  6. Hey, just caught up on your blog. Sounds like some pretty severe shit.

    Listen, here's a possibility you might not have considered.

    What if Rosie is the Practical Cat?

    I mean, Slendy doesn't just kidnap and kill. He Hallows. You know that. And she of all people would have access to pretty much everything the Practical Cat has sent you.

    You only have one sample of the Cat's handwriting of course. Does it look like Rose's handwriting? Doesn't necessarily rule it out either way if it doesn't, of course - people can disguise their handwriting style.

    Maybe if you compare the note to the material in the journal you'd get a better idea.

  7. Celeste, you have no idea how true that last line is.

    Remind me to tell you about some of the people I met during the last game sometime.

  8. Finally caught up. I found your blog yesterday and didn't stop reading (except for sleep and having to go to class) until now.

    I'm going to ditto other's comments and say that I am here for you as well. If you ever need anything, feel free to ask. I'm almost always lurking around online.

    I hope things are going at least relatively well, it's been a few days since your last post.