I think I've got something. It's less than stable, so you'll have to convince J to keep still, and it's going to be leaking all over, but it's my hope that it'll hold together long enough to get him through this.

I'll send someone over to show you where it is. Given J's reaction to my presence earlier, I think it would be for the best if he didn't see me again.

We currently have need of a large tank, portable swimming pool (a very large children's pool would be better than nothing), or anything else that can hold water and about eleven feet of dolphin.

Sea salt and pH kits would be helpful, but a tank or pool is our first priority.

Any help anyone could offer would be much appreciated.

It so happens that impossible_thng dared Ianto to write angsty goth poetry. This is the result.

Yes, it's supposed to be this awful.

( The Dark Tragedy Of A Soul Consumed By Futility )

Headvoice CPR. To revive muses and their voices.

Anyone can talk to any of my characters or role play with them here. Just comment!

Alternatively, ask a character a question, any question, and they HAVE to answer completely honestly. Have to. It's the meme rule. Even if they'd normally lie, they suddenly have been hit with a truth serum of some kind and must tell the truth.

My character list is here -- mouse over the icons for names and journal info. If you know any other lurking headvoices I may have, by all means, poke them, too.

This playlist is slightly ridiculous, both in its angst and its absurdity. But then, it is Ianto's playlist, so there you go.

( 35 songs )

[[Backdated to yesterday, before the sudden appearance of Jack in Silent Hall.]]

I've got tape and warning signs up around a certain unnerving hallway, going to take a couple of hours' personal time. I'll stay on the comms, though, just in case something new comes up.

Escort Master List

In the interest of making sure everyone knows who to go to if they need someone to escort them out, I'm attempting to compile a list of people willing to perform escort duties by location.

We're looking for people who, ideally, are either armed or have substantial unarmed combat experience. If you have a mobile phone, that would be best, though we're working on distributing panic buttons to those who need them.

If you're not on the list and want to be, leave a note here, please.

( The List )

Medical Aid Master List

If you're a medical professional or have medical training, I'll want you on this list, again, by location.

If you're hurt and don't trust a hospital, these are the people to talk to.

( The Other List )

Misc.

+ Ivan Volkovich - offering martial arts training (Conrad Hotel)
+ Andy Mackenzie - panic button duties, has contacts in local hospitals (Kashtta Tower)

[[OOC: The only people on the list initially are my pups, Aubrey's, and the Torchwood doctors, since, although other characters have volunteered to help, I want to make sure they're dead set on pulling escort/medical duty instead of taking a more active role in the investigation.]]

If it's not presumptuous of me to ask, are you the proprietress of a certain shop that's opened recently? I recall a public post you made which seemed to imply you worked in the fashion industry, and the appearance of a shop bearing your name and an astonishing variety of sizes and styles of clothing seems to stretch the bounds of coincidence a bit.

That said, I find it best not to assume.

The Rani's getting settled, and would like to speak with all of you as soon as you're available. I'm setting her up in one of the empty classrooms on the ground floor as her workspace -- 108W.

For those of you that haven't already spoken to me, yes, I'm back.

A bit changed, but that's just one of the many exciting side effects of dealing with the Rift here.

Gwen,

It seems I'm back. And I need to talk to you. Privately.