Clockwork, Steam, and Flux Capacitors

It is very hard to write while itching like this, but considering everything I've read on the journals lately. . . .

Are any of you only children or the eldest sibling in your family?

For the record, I'm not -- I have an older sister named Emily. (My parents weren't particularly creative when it came to first names.)

I just -- need to know what to expect when this apparent tenth plague arrives.

Today, sometime this evening, I will have been in Chicago for one full year.

One year. Can you believe it? When I first arrived, I wasn't thinking ahead like this. I never considered the idea that I could be here for a year. And longer. (Granted, when I first arrived, I had a number of other things on my mind.)

I'm not sure how I feel about it. Especially since two of my friends are either dead or missing yet again

All right, JD appears to be unharmed, but how about the rest of you? I suppose you all know better than to go near that coffee shop by now, but. . . .

Damn it, and I was getting used to the quiet too

If you see anything you think my particular talents could help with, let me know.

[Locked to Aubrey, Farley, Revan, Gladys, JD]
I'm assuming you've all heard about the big event coming up. Aubrey appears to be coming -- can I expect to see any of the rest of you there? Been a while since I talked to any of you in person, I think.

I'll be bringing plans for my latest inventions. And candy canes. Because I wanted something to pass out for Christmas.

Hope you're all well!
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[Locked to E Mode]
Think I've licked the problem with the Imperviall at last. You were right, it was an issue with the silicon content. I'll bring over another sample soon. I want to talk about my glider idea some more too.

Also, you've probably noticed my fashion sense isn't exactly conducive to finding appropriate formal outfits. If you could give me any advice, it would be appreciated.

(OOC: Otherwise known as, is it possible to get this guy into the end-of-Part-III outfit?)
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Great Scott. I -- I really don't know how to put this. It's just so -- so incredible! I never thought --

I was testing my weather powers earlier in the park. Nothing fancy, just working on my wind control. I was curious about the strength I could achieve, trying to find my upper limit --

when one picked me up off the ground.

Just for a few seconds, but

I think I can fly.

(The following is both written in Doc's Rift Journal and sent to his Nexus friends via the message option in his PINpoint. The Rift people who respond can't see any Nexus responses and vice-versa -- I'm only doing it this way because it seems redundant to make two identical entries.)

Well -- it's my birthday today. I'm turning 66. To the best of my knowledge, at any rate. (Damn Fae time, not working in the normal linear fashion. . . .)

As a nice little birthday gift to myself, I've managed to finish my flux capacitor model! I bought a camera from the hotel gift shop so I could take some pictures.



It even lights up! Doesn't do much beyond that, of course, not without the proper wiring, but it's still progress. (My apologies about the quality of this next picture -- it's surprisingly hard to get a photo of something flashing.)



Anyway, maybe I'll see some of you around. I plan on getting cake at some point. What's a birthday without cake even if you're stranded?

(OOC: Pictures are thumbnails, because they're FRICKING HUGE. I gotta figure out more about the size options on my camera.)

Okay! Got an overwhelming positive response to my last entry. Glad to see you're all up for it.

I've done some research, and I've found a movie I'd certainly like to go see -- Journey to the Center of the Earth. Apparently it's not a straight adaptation of the Jules Verne novel, but it does involve it in a rather interesting way. I think it would be a fun experience.

It's currently playing at the AMC River East (322 East Illinois St) at 5:15 P.M. and 10:10 P.M. all this week. So if we can decide on a good day for us to all get together, we should be set.

[Public] To anyone who saw my last entry, I'm okay now. Sorry for possibly scaring anyone. Just -- a bad experience from my past.[/Public]

[Locked to Gladys, Farley, and Dmitri] Thank you for helping to snap me out of it. Your assistance was much appreciated. I'm sorry again for soaking all of you like that. I really wish my weather control powers didn't work like that.

Dmitri, it was very nice to meet you. Too bad it wasn't under better circumstances. You seem quite the interesting conversationalist. [/Locked]

[Locked to Gladys] I hope you're feeling better now. Just remember, you've always got me if you need someone to lean on. [/Locked]

[Locked to Aubrey] Since I've heard from you recently, I assume you're all right, despite the recent -- complete madness at the Gauche. Just let me know how you are and if there's anything I can do for you. And say hi to the Skid for me, if you get a chance. [/Locked]

[Locked to JD] Just checking in, seeing how you are. Feeling all right these days, I hope? Better than I have? [/Locked]

[Locked to Suzie Costello] I'm sorry. I don't know if you hear that a lot, but -- I felt it needed to be said. I'm sorry I completely lost my composure when you told me about the "Andrew." You unfortunately touched upon a rather primal fear of mine. I don't know what you got from my subconscious, but the place I was before -- Arcadia -- is utterly horrible for humans. I lost a lot of myself there. In fact, if it wasn't for someone from my old home town showing up and reminding me of my name, I probably would still be stuck there. And when you said you saw Andrew, I jumped to the conclusion that all of this was some sort of illusion he created just to study my reaction.

This doesn't really excuse what I did. So, again, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't frighten or hurt you. I know my weather powers probably came as a bit of a surprise. I didn't hurt you or cause any damage to the Gauche, did I? If so, I'll try to make it up to you (and whoever owns the Gauche).[/Locked]

[Locked to the Vesimer] Thank you for the offer of assistance on my last post, even if I wasn't in the right frame of mind to accept. I think a psychic in my brain, even a well-intentioned one, might have just made things worse. Nothing personal, I've just had -- some very bad experiences with a certain one. Nevertheless, it was very kind of you. [/Locked]

[The following is written in a rather shaky hand, and is rather watermarked]
Hello everyone. Yes, I'm still alive. I just -- I haven't gotten back to my journal until now. I left it behind when I went out earlier this week and

Can anyone tell me what the hell happened to that giant rabbit? I tried to catch the thing and contain it, but it got away from me. And then somehow I was back in Arcadia Andrew was going to I'd just really like to know that it's dead. Who the fuck makes giant rabbits

They're saying on the news that there's hundreds of people dead, and I believe them. I've got North Side Services -- the homeless shelter -- pretty much to myself. I guess that when that -- gas -- hit, most of them --

Suicide.

there's blood everywhere

I'm surprised I'm

I suppose I should mention I rather left part of Grant Park a shambles. Though it could have been much worse. My unique physiology apparently disappated the hallucinogen through my system faster than normal. Only time it's come in handy Thank GOD I was near no buildings at the time. I could have kil

Please tell me you're all alive. Please tell me the gas didn't get you too, or the explosions, or the serial killer, or that fucking rabbit

don't be dead

Oh god I miss Marty

(OOC: Yeah, I know, late to the party. I got a little stuck when they took the jackrabbit, you see. Doc was kinda left in the lurch, and it took me a bit to figure out how to get him back into all this)

(OOC: Due to the fact that JD's mun Rizzy has not seen BTTF in years and thus wasn't sure how to handle threading, we're handwaving. Pretend this happened a few days ago)

Well. I just saw the Back To The Future trilogy. Yes, trilogy. There are three movies. JD was nice enough to sneak me into his room and order them up so we could watch them. Thank you, JD.

I -- The movies are obviously a different universe from where I came from. The version of Dr. Emmett Brown contained therein never had any run-ins with Faeries. The movies were an exploration of his first time travel experiments with Marty. Well, more accurately, first time travel disasters. In the first movie, Marty accidentally broke up his parents, and his mother developed a crush on him, so he was slowly erasing from existence. In the second, Biff Tannen (a jackass and bully I knew back in Hill Valley) stole the time machine and a future sports almanac from 2015 and created an alternate reality in which he murdered Marty's father, married Marty's mother, and basically completely destroyed our hometown. The third saw my other self get trapped in 1885, with Marty having to go rescue him. It all ended happily, of course, but

I can't say I regret seeing the movies, I was able to actually glean a lot of information for my own flux capacitor. (Apparently I'm supposed to be using a car called a DeLorean for this. I prefer the Skid myself.) And it was good to see Marty again. I'm sure you're all sick of me saying this, but I do miss him. It was just so -- strange, seeing this other me, untouched by monsters, Fae, having adventures, inventing things

HE'S MARRIED.

My other self, at the end of the trilogy, has a wife and two children. It would be stupid of me to say I'm not jealous. Great Scott. . . .

I'm fine, really, just -- confused. How is everyone? Revan, I still want to talk to you if you get a moment.