text; Ahh, come feel the rain.

[tom_hanniger]

[It's been a while, hasn't it, Wonderland. Tom doesn't have the balls to approach the network any way other than text. He doesn't want to show his face. He doesn't even want to do this but it's only fair to post a public warning. This is stupid, asking for trouble, he knows. But. Well. Event.]


This is a public notice.

I've relocated to the 1st floor. I'll try to stay out of your way.

For what it's worth, I'm so sorry. If it were up to me I'd disappear completely, but it's not fair to any of you to be in the clinic.

I've never been a man of words but sorry doesn't even to begin to express what I am. Sick, maybe. Sick and without any way to make amends for it. My future self could have prevented this and I can't pretend to understand why he didn't.

But what I know for sure is that I am not dangerous.


[Tom has relocated to room 025 on the first floor. He will be spending most of his time trying to avoid every living being but if you're after a confrontation or just curious to meet Wonderland's resident nutjob, he's there.]


[[A PRAYER - intercept-able to higher beings or those with telepathy who might hear. Feel free to reply via this post, action, or in his ic contact voice mail. The prayer is made late at night, through heartbreak and torment. Perhaps a last ditch effort from someone who has lost their faith a long time ago.]]

Almighty God, our heavenly Father,
I have sinned against you and against my neighbor in thought and word and deed,
through negligence, through weakness, through my own deliberate fault.
I am truly sorry and repent for all my sins....not that I deserve, o God.
For the sake of your Son- for the people of this world whom I have wronged..hurt. Ruined.
Please forgive me for all that has passed and grant that I may serve in newness of life
to the glory of your name.
Lord, I am not worthy to receive you but only say the word and I shall be healed.

Please. Please.. help me. Please make this go away. Make me go away.
I've done enough damage.

Amen.

Comments

[widows_kiss]

[Natasha spends a while puzzling at this message, because it's intriguing and also confusing. Future self? Was that meant to make sense? She could probably find out easily enough if she asked around to some of the people she'd met who had been here a while, but there's no reason she can't ask the source itself, so after a moment of thought, she types out a message in reply.]

An odd claim to make, but I'm new here so perhaps I'm missing the context. Why are you apologizing? One would think being dangerous would help you survive in a place like this.

[tom_hanniger]

[Yeah, he realizes this won't make any sense to newcomers.]

Not when you can't control it.

Over now in any case.

[widows_kiss]

Ahh. I can see how that could be a problem.

[Not that she was familiar with anyone with dangerous control issues, no not at all.]

It sounds complicated.

[tom_hanniger]

[Noo. Not at all.]

Something like that.

Sorry to raise any red flags. I'll do my best to stay out of your way.

[widows_kiss]

No need to do that. I'm not overly worried. You haven't caused me any harm.

My name's Natasha, by the way. Otherwise known as one of the resident newcomers fumbling their way about the place.

[tom_hanniger]

Nice to meet you. I wish it were under better circumstances. How long have you been here?

[widows_kiss]

Almost a week now. Not long, compared to some. And do circumstances ever get better here?

[tom_hanniger]

Hopefully. But there's always a curve ball coming. I've been here for 11 months and that seems to be the regular. Sorry.

[widows_kiss]

Nothing you need to apologize for. Knowing it ahead of time at least gives me a chance to prepare. As much as I can, I suppose.