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There is no such thing as destiny.

There are only other choices.

July 4th, 2007

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Yeah, I saw her. I thought maybe I shouldn't....I don't know. I never know what to do with these things anymore. Maybe it's time to step back.

Thanks for talking to her, John.

April 2nd, 2007

[For this prompt. Takes place back when Liz was away.]

It'd been exactly two months since Liz had left for Tibet, left to find a way to fill the hole that'd been ripped in her by the horrible thing from his world. Henry hadn't gone anywhere in all that time, not unless he had to. He was so afraid that if he'd left, she'd come back while he was gone.

But tonight....tonight he left. He had to go somewhere, some place else where he didn't have to pretend that he was doing all right. He didn't want people to worry, but he couldn't act anymore. She had been gone for so long out of the time he'd known her. Months being forced to stay in that world, his prison. And she was still gone, and that was still the reason, even if she was in less mortal danger from Walter Sullivan now. Henry hoped to whatever good forces were out there that he hadn't taken her heart, too.

That's why he had to let her go. He could hardly bear it, but he couldn't watch her wander through everything, barely alive and hurting so much.

Like every day, Henry wondered if there wasn't something else he couldn't have done. Unlike every day, he wondered and regretted while walking down the streets of Prague.

It wasn't the same here without her- he knew it wouldn't be, but he still had to come here. The city looked different at night- his mind would only come up with 'shinier' as an explanation. As usual, it was better if he let his camera do the talking.

He slipped through the large wooden door of the church and stared at the interior in the candlelight. They didn't want pictures in here, and he didn't blame them. There was a candle standing in the corner, by itself. He took one of the sticks from a cup nearby and lit the end. As he ignited the tea candles, he wondered if she could feel them. My hope...it's always for you, he whispered as the last one caught.

He stared at the twinkling lights until he was so heavy with loneliness that he had to move, before he could never do so again. As he walked down the quiet streets of night, he saw all the couples walking hand-in-hand and arms over one another. But he thought maybe the city was lonely, too.

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March 27th, 2007


RP Leaning back and worried
He spends about a half hour staring at the phone before he realizes what he's doing. Henry's not usually one to use the phone, unless he has to- he's hard enough to understand in person sometimes. And he's especially leery of it now when he's fairly sure he's over-reacting.

They always have a hands-off approach with their kids. It was the only way it would work, and they had started out almost adults, anyway. But sometimes something bugs him and he has to look into it. There's been a sort of continuing low-grade sort of wrong with John for so long that he thinks he must have imagined it now.

But this...well, it's more concrete. Warren's been gone before, but now he's taken Snuffles with him, and they've both been gone a couple days. No words, no notes in his journal or on the fridge, nothing.

So he dials Warren's number eventually, and taps his fingers on the counter while he waits for him to pick up.

March 5th, 2007

OOC: Meme!

OOC - Head Gnaw
1. On your Livejournal, list in order from most recent, any character you have roleplayed as in the last two months. (if your memory is hazy then just list randomly.) Random it is, then!

unbroken - Henry Sherman-Townshend, game, Silent Hill but AU!ed into a BPRD crossover....oh, hell, he's just Nexus-fied.
htownshend- Henry Townshend, game, Silent Hill 4: The Room.
dreaming_dexter - Dexter Morgan, tv, Dexter.
dr_abernathy - Dr. Troy Abernathy, comic, Silent Hill: Dying Inside (for the love of god, don't read this, it's awful.)
fingerling23 - 'Detective Walter Fingerling', movie, The Number 23.

lens_reflex - Henry Townshend, AU teenage version.
dex_morgan - Dexter Morgan, AU teenage version.
troy_abernathy - Abernathy, non-monster-ey version.

2. Include the game you played them in and when you last played them.

They're all pretty much in dear_multiverse. The last three stick to middleareahigh

3. People can then comment asking one question general enough for anyone to answer it.
4. You then reply with the answers each character listed would give.
5. People can ask multiple questions if they wish.
6. No giving away characters deep dark secrets. These are answers your characters would give. They could lie if put on the spot.

March 3rd, 2007

I'm back.

Henry by ningyouhime
We're still not entirely sure what happened, but....I'm back. To myself, I mean. Whatever was messed up with the timeline seems to have straightened itself out, which is bad and good at the same time. Thanks for being patient with me while I was confused. I'm sure a lot of you are used to that sort of thing from me. Thanks, Eileen, for answering my questions before. I really appreciate that. And thank you, Hermes, for showing me everything you did. It helped a lot.

Warren? What's going on? Are you all right? I'm sorry I wasn't too talkative before.

How about you, John?

Anyway...I found out what my last entry was about. I'm pretty sure Walter Sparrow is an alternate. If you see him in the nexus, be nice to him? He's had a pretty rough time of it, from what I can tell.

March 1st, 2007


Snail Shell
It had been hitting him every once in awhile, but it was so quick- here and gone- that he didn't want to bring it up. After all, what if he was just letting himself get paranoid from the reading he'd been doing? He hadn't wanted to bother Liz with it.

And it wasn't as if it had been anything too terrible. Something would smell different, suddenly. He'd think of a place he'd never been, only to have it slip away from him again. The counter felt wet and slimy once, only to be clean again immediately.

He was doing his best to ignore it. He had headaches and the occasional bad dream, but they weren't anywhere near as bad as they 'had' been, apparently. He wasn't worried.

Today shouldn't have been any different. Get up, read case files, ponder going out to try the shooting range, decide maybe tomorrow, and wait for Liz to come home. He finished reading case files and got up to head out to the range. He hadn't practiced in such a very long time-

He froze as he realized what it was he remembered. If he remembered how to fire a gun, that meant he remembered working for the Bureau. That meant he remembered living here before, and Connecticut before that, and he remembered Liz and their wedding and how he met both John and Warren and the way they had both sort of snuck into their house during the honeymoon. That meant he remembered Johnny and Derek and Chris and Leon and Claire and Eileen and Henry and-


Three times. He'd been there three times, each one worse than the last (if that was even possible). And every little detail rushed in on him at once. Blood, dripping water, rust, screeching, pressure, chains, unnameable lumps of flesh, knives, moldering wallpaper, red notes, numbers...

He'd been standing and staring wide-eyed, but now he cringes and clutches at his head. He beat it, he beat this whole thing over and over, with lots of help. But he can't take this all at once, it's too much, it's too-

He whimpers and his knees give out.

His fumbling hands grab the cellphone in his pocket and mash the speeddial for Liz. It's an automatic reaction.

February 23rd, 2007

Breaking Contact

Green-Eyed Stare
He doesn't know exactly what happened.

One minute, he was talking to Derek in the nexus. They'd chatted a bit, and Henry had wandered off, heading in the general direction of his portal home. He was finally starting to get used to having a 'home' now. It was nice.

Then he zoned out for a minute. It's something he was prone to doing, especially in the nexus where the sensory overload could be too much. Hell, it was something Henry would do for no reason at all. He was spacy sometimes.

Then he opened eyes he didn't remember closing and stared at the ceiling fan in his room. As he pushed himself up on his elbows, he realized he'd never lived here before. The desk, the globe, the photos on the wall were all unfamiliar to him. But he'd read about this room. He knew what had happened in this apartment. To Joseph. To him.

He opens his eyes again, and this time he sees the familiar ceiling of his bedroom in Colorado Springs. He sighs with relief and pulls himself back up to a sitting position.

He'd chalk it off as a bad dream if he wasn't still fully clothed, shoes and all.


RP Revelations
Who's been sending me e-mails?? Tell me who you are!

Who the hell is Walter Sparrow? Or Miles Phoenix?

Henry got an e-mail tonight...Collapse )

February 14th, 2007

Evening Stars

RP Comfortable
Henry had been pretty worried about today. He wasn't sure whether Liz would want to go out with him, wasn't sure if she'd like the surprise or if she'd rather go to another place, or whether any of this was a good idea. In retrospect, he probably should've asked her beforehand, but he was too nervous.

Honestly, he really shouldn't have been. Liz had seemed surprised and happy to find herself in Cabo San Lucas again. Henry
thought they should both see it. He took her to a restaurant there- El Galeon, an italian restaurant, to be exact. He filled up on quite a bit of pasta and watched her peck happily at her food. And they talked. They didn't talk about important things, or difficult things. They just talked about (mostly) normal things- movies, pretty places to visit, coworkers and friends. And for once, Henry stopped thinking about what he should be doing and just enjoyed himself.

Once the bill had been paid and they finally rose from the tables, Henry tentatively puts an arm around Liz's shoulders (why was he nervous now?) and asks, "Did you...uh, want to walk around here some more? The beaches are nice."

January 31st, 2007


Dazed by shikhee
I've been doing a lot of looking into things. I was able to actually watch some of the things that happened to me before, thanks to Hermes. That helped a lot. So I understand a little better now.

I also found two books....both written by a Johnny Truant. I'm going to read the one about us, I think. I have been flipping through it some already, i hope that's okay. And maybe the other one....its got a lot of my own notes in it.

I've been searching for the portal that leads to my world for awhile. I'm not sure I'm going to find it- I can't even seem to find a mention of it. Is there anyone that knows how these portal things are set up in the nexus? If there is a way they're set up. I just want to know what's going on with it right now.

I know I might've said it before, but thank you very much, everyone who's helped me. You're all very patient, and I really appreciate it. I'm going to try to keep up with my friendslist, now that I know how it works. Let me know if I can ever help any of you with anything.

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January 29th, 2007

Henry felt bad about it, but he was almost glad when Liz got called away to the Bureau for this. He knows he shared just about everything with her, but it was still difficult to let her in sometimes. Realizing that she knew more about him than he did could be even harder. And he knew that hurt, that had to hurt, but he couldn't help it.

It will get better. Easier. It's just going to take some time.

And hopefully, Hermes' visit will help. Henry's got the coffee going, and...well, he doesn't know how to bake, really. The coffee is very good, though! Henry is flipping through photos on his computer as he waits. He's still amazed at them.

January 17th, 2007


Profile by eileen303
He hadn't been able to sleep since the last time he talked to Eileen. He'd told himself it was because he was busy learning what had happened to him. A lot of that had been insomnia-inducing, as well; once he'd found what he'd written for the BPRD about his experiences, he had to read it over and over again. It was unbelievable, just like the rest of it.

So that's why it's 2:30 in the morning, and he is currently sitting on the couch, staring at the turned-off TV. He eventually decides to move, and gets up to make another circuit around the room. He stops at the bookcase again, fingers touching the large bound book; it was the one he'd opened once then shut again, once he'd figured out what it was. That was still too personal, and even though he knew that was him, reading through it felt wrong somehow.
Henry eventually makes his way to the kitchen, thinking he might make some toast or something.

January 13th, 2007

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Dazed by shikhee
So it sounds like I really am Henry Sherman-Townshend...somethings just happened to my timeline or my memories or something like that.

Thanks everyone for being so patient with me. Does anyone else know why this happened? It sounds like some people are figuring out how to fix it. I dont really know anything about it...

Hope other people are recovering okay.

January 11th, 2007

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Wha? by shikhee
Okay. It looks like Henry wrote a lot in here, and I'm tyring to figure things out so I'm taking notes.

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January 10th, 2007

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Comic  Curious - pic by lilykane
Hi. My name is Henry Townshend. except its actually Henry Sherman-townshend, but I dont remember that. I remember going to work every day, a different place almost every year until I got a job working overnight at a photolab near Pleasant River in maine. I'd been there three years.

That's not right, though. I've been here almost two, aparently. I dont know how this happened.

I guess I'm on the computer a lot. Sorry if Ive missed talking to you because I havent been checking. And I'm sorry if I dont remember you, but feel free to say hi, ok?

January 5th, 2007

Updates and Thanks

Introverted Muffin by ningyouhime
Thank you so much for the presents, everyone. I'm going to have to learn how to actually grill things now, now that we're getting steaks every month. And fish, for that matter. And thank you all so much for the presents for Liz. I'll keep them here for her when she gets back.

Work is frustrating right now. We're not making much progress. Which I guess has always been the case, but it wasn't quite as obvious before. Oh, well. We'll keep working on it.

I think I've found another alternate. We'll see if he actually shows up in the Nexus this time.

How is everyo

what? where is this? hello??

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December 12th, 2006

OOC: Gaaah.

OOC - Help by amethyst_mind
So. It's become apparent to me that I'm not going to have time for roleplaying until after the 'holiday season', when I haven't in fact had time to RP since about mid-October. I have been anyway, in the desperate hope to stave off increasing stress-related bouts of insanity, and also because I really hate missing out on stuff. But...well, I haven't done a great job of it- especially lately, when I've either been working, extremely ill, or (as was most often the case) working while extremely ill.

Mostly, I just want to say- please be patient with me. Not to say people haven't been, but just...y'know, in the future. I will be back and back in force, especially once I'm no longer trying to handle five things at once. I'm still around and would likely love to RP if you've got something specific going...but unless it's short, you may have to poke me about it more than once. I've been dropping threads like crazy, I know....sorry about that, guys. :-/

Also, I'm trying to figure out if I need to knock my characters out for awhile until the freakin' holiday season is done. Any suggestions are welcome. >_>;

December 2nd, 2006

[Locked to Hermes]

Hermes....hope things are going- well, not okay, I know they aren't. But I hope that you're going to be all right. Anyway, if you want to come over at some point, if you start feeling like you want to be around people- feel free to, okay?

Hope the strawberries and stuff have been helping a little- I was thinking of maybe sacrificing something, but I wasn't sure if that'd be good for you right now.

November 12th, 2006

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Dazed by shikhee
Well, that's it. I'm off active duty. I really should've seen it coming.

Otherwise, things are going about the same as they have been. I'm doing all right. In case anyone's been worried, I have been eating fine. Thanks. And I think I've had enough time here, so if anyone wants to visit, I'd be happy to make dinner for you (as long as you don't mind a short list of options). Company would be good, for all of us, I think.

Oh, yeah...here's this meme thing:

× I like Nexus food. It's the best! I have an alternate.  (A couple, actually.) × I have future children.  (Not that I know of.)
I fear Nexus LOL. × Going into the Nexus is the best place to get free stuff. I met my significant other in the Nexus.  (My first day there, actually.)
× All of my friends are in the Nexus. × I don't care what happens in the Nexus. It's someone else's problem.  (It's not often I can do much about it, but yeah, I care.) × I've only been to one part of the Nexus.  (I've explored.)
I've met an inanimate object in the Nexus that actually turned out to be sentient. × Something that happened in the Nexus changed my gender.  (I've missed that one, thankfully.) I've gotten in arguments over the effects of Nexus LOL.  (More like discussions.)
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A Break in the Clouds

Dark Eyes
One, two, three, four...

The report of the pistol still rang in his head. Henry had spent most of the morning at the firing range, trying to gain accuracy. Ever since Liz had left, he'd been training relentlessly, either through weapons practice or general exercise. They'd been letting him in on missions only rarely, when there was just clean-up work to be done. Or on the rare occasion that things wouldn't be impossibly dangerous. He'd ended up doing a lot of small jobs, as well- minor hauntings. Investigations of possible hoaxes. Henry was happy to help out with these things, but he did spend a lot of time at home.

The Bureau had been hesitant to actually do anything since he'd arrived back home. It seemed odd, for a government branch that was hurting so badly for people they were pretty much taking in any willing government agent, regardless of training or experience. He thinks he might've finally figured it out. They were scared. If anything happened to Henry, Liz might not be able to handle it. And they knew how powerful she could be, even if they didn't realize what her level of control was. Of course, she hadn't been the same since she was taken. Back to being treated like the fire, not a person. Damn Manning.

He'd received the memo earlier that morning. It had said that the Bureau was putting him on desk duty from now on, seeing as his recent schedule fit more directly with this work pattern, he had made such great strides in learning this particular set of occult practices, and etc. It was all flowery language to cover up the fact that he'd be working as a glorified research assistant. Liz had been gone two weeks. He supposes they figure she's not coming back for awhile. They don't have to be stealthy about putting him on the shelf anymore.

But he had been planning on spending the whole day training, and damn it, he went through it anyway. That night he fell onto his bed frustrated, exhausted, and more lonely than he ever thought he could be.

Accompanying all his standard horrible nightmares was an honest-to-goodness normal dream. Or at least something close to it. It was one of those dreams where you know it's a dream, and yet you're completely unaware of that fact on some level. It operates on dream logic, and so the contradiction doesn't seem to matter. Henry was happy to be dreaming this way, but wary at the same time....it seemed so similar...

Nothing similar at all, actually. He concludes this when he reaches across the bed, and his arm falls upon warm, smooth skin. In the bright sunlight that streams into the unfamiliar room, he tilts his head up to get a better look.

There's ribbons, dark blue ones this time. He's weaving them into the perfect braids in her black hair. She sits on their bed and smiles at him through a mirror while he works, and he smiles back. Her large, dark eyes seem as soft as the rest of her. And when she speaks to ask him to use the purple next, her voice is sweeter than honey.

They laugh and talk for quite some time, about things that Henry won't quite remember upon waking. But what he does know is that she had made him the happiest thing on earth. They were comfortable, and it was a good day.

Henry woke with a smile on his face. He knew what it was immediately. The woman wasn't Liz, but she had meant the same thing to him in the dream.

He hums as he makes pancakes and eggs for breakfast.

(( Open, in case anyone wants to drop by ))

November 3rd, 2006

Letting her go was the hardest thing I have ever done.

I'm trying not to make people worried. I'm trying to keep an eye on John and Warren. I'm trying to show people I can handle this.

I don't know if I can...I don't know. All I know is that when she comes back, I have to be ready and okay for her. I have to be able to help. So I'm trying to do this. I don't know how she's going to be when she gets back, but I can doing all right for her.

Maybe I shouldn't have gone through with what Hermes did for me- ever since then, it's been like I've been separated from my whole family. But if I hadn't, I- I don't think I'd be sane. I'd probably have dragged them with me. I couldn't put Liz through that again, not with what she'd already been through...I shouldn't have let them come with me in the first place.

I miss you so much already, Liz. I'm sorry I couldn't help you.

I hope this is the right thing to do.

October 30th, 2006


Profile by eileen303
Everyone-- Liz has left for awhile. She's gone to find a place that will help her control her abilities. She needs to heal, and she couldn't do that here. She also needed to go pretty quickly, so she didn't say goodbye to many people. She'll say hello when she comes back, okay?

Sorry I've been so quiet lately.

October 15th, 2006

There's been a few days that Henry's tried to talk to Liz about how she's doing. He kept getting, "Yeah, I'll do that," or "Give me some time to think about it." But, well...he's been giving her time, and she doesn't seem to be doing any better at all. Like she's trying to avoid everything that happened to her, as much as possible. He honestly doesn't blame her- he tried to do that, too. And he's been avoiding asking her about things more than he probably should. He's feeling more like he's hovering every day, especially with the way John had also been avoiding him. He can't stand it anymore.

His face is grim as he wanders through the house, looking for her. They're going to have to talk this out.

September 26th, 2006

Henry is fine.

He wakes up four, five times a night from nightmares that would make most people cower and shake. Henry has gotten used to them- perhaps even comfortable- and doesn't shake any more. Every evening, he sees his closest friends, his family, and complete strangers turned inside out or into monstrous things. Sometimes he can feel the bullets tear through him, too. A lot more often than not he's burned, on fire, or melted into the walls. He prefers those dreams.

He's still fine, because after everything he's been through, he can wake up and say "That wasn't real," to himself, and he'll know it's true. Some mornings, he also says, "But what if it could be?" Those sometimes turn into bad days.

He gets up early and heads to the Bureau- trains for a couple of hours, looks through memos, and does a small amount of research. Then comes home and spends time with Liz. He's working hard at being helpful and not 'smothering'. He still feels sometimes that he fails at it, but he doesn't want her to be lonely- not after what happened.

She's not getting any better, and he can tell. Someday, he's going to bring it up, even though he knows it'll bring nothing but an argument. It's hard to watch her having beaten down by that place, but damned if he didn't understand that. And now that he doesn't have to worry about his issues jumping in and causing horrible problems for the both of them, he can wait and watch. And he can tell if she's getting any worse. It's something he hates doing, but he knows that it's at least partially his qualms with himsellf, the fact that he let that happen to her. He can't force her to think about all those painful memories just because he's uncomfortable. So he waits.

He always checks on Warren and John during the day, too. They never did really talk about what happened in the otherworld. He's almost certain Liz hasn't touched the issue. He feels bad about that, but at the same time he's relieved. They both seem to be figuring out what direction they want to go, and that's far more than he ever did. He worries about John joining the Bureau, and something inside him tells hims 'oh, that's how that feels'. After all this time, he's still not used to family. Warren seems to stick to home even more than Henry does, and that worries him, too. But he hasn't ever talked about it, and Warren never brought it up either. It's something they've all been trying to get away from.

He wonders if maybe it could work, all of them going through this without so much as mentioning that place again. This wasn't a possibility before, when he was so plagued. But Hermes had ripped that out of him and burnt it away. So maybe now, they could build a life and just...avoid it.

Somewhere he knows, really, that's it's not true. But it's a nice dream.

September 12th, 2006

Out of the Loop

No word on Hermes. I keep trying every day, but I haven't been able to get anything back from him. There hasn't been any news. Damn, there's got to be something I can do. Maybe I'll research a bit...see about talking to other greek gods. Anything I try's probably not going to help much, and they might be annoyed or worse, but...damn it, what happened to him?

I think I'm finally starting to wear myself out some. It's been mostly training- the Bureau doesn't seem to want to actually put me out in the field, for some reason. Guess Hellboy's having more luck finding those frog nests than he thought. Or...no, there's still more frogs than ever, really. Maybe they're still worried about me being safe.

It's okay, though. I might be sticking around the house more, anyway, for the time being. Or maybe we should get out some more, Liz? Not all of it has to be looking at houses.

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How's everyone else doing? Does anyone know if Johnny ever got out of the nexus? How're things at the Bureau, guys? I haven't heard much about the operations lately.

September 6th, 2006

I can't reach Hermes, and Djehuty couldn't find him. I don't know what's going on, but...keep your eyes open, please? I'm trying to figure out what to do next...

September 5th, 2006

OOC: Short Hiatus-ing

OOC - Help by amethyst_mind
Hey, guys....this is just to let you know- my characters are going to be probably pretty scarce till Sunday or so. I'm taking a training course in Orlando that's 7am to 5:30pm, and a one-hour commute each way. :-P It's gonna be fun, lemmee tell ya. So that means this Henry, htownshend, and dr_abernathy will be out. I'll probably try to keep up with Middle Area, if I have any chance of it.

Anyhoo, after Sunday I'll be less available during the day, due to actually working. But that's more of a "YAY, I finally have a job!" announcement than anything else.

August 28th, 2006

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Stand by shikhee
After Henry finally gets his thoughts together on everything, he gives Hermes a call. He tells him he needs to talk about something, and that's why Henry is currently standing around in the huge park area behind the Broadmoor, in Colorado Springs. He could've just asked the god to come by the house, but with everything going on...someplace outside and open was probably better. It's not the tourist season, so the park itself is pretty much empty. Good.

Henry is currently fiddling with the settings on his 'pocket' camera, moving the focus from thing to thing to thing. No, he's not nervous at all.

August 26th, 2006


Introverted Muffin by ningyouhime
He'd been very quiet since that day with Derek on 713. Without being put on active duty with the Bureau, he spent a lot of his time staring out windows, cleaning up the house (not that it needed it after Claire and Warren were done with it), smoking by himself on the porch, doing basic chores, standing around the nexus...nothing that involved talking to people much. He was thinking.

It isn't until today that he realizes that he's been quiet and withdrawn with Liz, that he still hadn't told her what was going on, and that really isn't fair. He walks around to find her and see if maybe she wants some lunch. She's surely in the house somewhere.

August 24th, 2006


He'd held it together when he was there, mostly. He had to. He wouldn't have forgiven himself if he'd let Derek down when the guy really needed him. So when the weight of something huge and unexpected was suddenly pressing in on him, he stomped it down as far as it could go.

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August 23rd, 2006

I know we already have our plates full, but Derek just alerted me to something we should be aware of.

You guys know that zombie attack in the Nexus recently? I just received word that there's apparently six billion of those things. An entire world's worth.

Eiko has something that will destroy the planet. But we've been told to keep on the lookout for any leaks or breaches there might be into our world.

August 21st, 2006

OOC: Meme Train

Hey, guys. Yes, this again. ;-P

If there's anything you'd like to know about any of my characters (this guy, htownshend, dr_abernathy, etc), ask me here! You can ask IC or OOC, just let me know which it is.

And good luck to all the plague-ey people out there. So many people are getting sick... D: Hope you all feel better soon!

August 19th, 2006

Year Gone By

Today, Henry leaves the hospital room early. He returns quickly with four things. The first is the digital frame- he'd had it in here before, but now it's packed with new pictures of everyone, including lots of Nexus photos. The second is a small bouquet of saffron flowers. The third doesn't become evident until he places it in Liz's hands. It's her globe locket, the pictures lasercut into each portrait hole, and it's brand new. The fourth thing is a pancake breakfast, which he doesn't expect her to eat all of. There's orange juice, eggs, and strawberries.

It could be a happier anniversary. They could be healed from the tragedies of last year, instead of struggling with ones from this year. They could be safe at home, rather than in a hospital room. But they've got each other. They've got John and Warren, and everyone at the BPRD. They're together.

We'll let the bad fall away and build with the good. We'll build the life we want with it. It's still true. They'll keep working on it. So Henry makes this day the best he can for her.

"I love you more than anything, Elizabeth. Happy anniversary, sweetheart."

August 16th, 2006


Dark Eyes
Stolen from Derek--

Go here and look through random quotes until you find 5 that you think reflect who you are or what you believe. ....I sort of ended up with seven, and couldn't pare it down any more.

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
(Anton Chekhov)

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August 15th, 2006

[This takes place a day or two before this.]

Henry takes a few more pictures of the area. It's just perfect, really. He was a little worried about choosing a spot with a lake, but...well, it'll end as it begun, he supposes. This lake's not like Toluca at all- he can feel the tug back to that place, and it scares him. But this lake is still very pretty.

He decides to walk the entire perimeter. He even cheats very little with the Pinpoint, although that's more because it makes him sick, rather than anything else. Hmmm...there's a nice big field in one spot, but it's right next to a series of condos. No. There's a little pier- he sees a restaurant and gets a quick sandwich- and then a few pieces of rocky shoreline. There's a nice enough path going through all of it, and it's this path he walks on. It reminds him a little of this one section of Toluca...maybe it was the quiet. He can't help but stare out at the water as he walks.

His foot taps against something he doesn't quite expect- a bench. He's been walking for awhile, so he decides to take a break. He vaguely wants a cigarette, but he's not habitual with his smoking yet and left them at home. He doesn't have a lighter anyway.

And he knows he should just enjoy the view, but he can't help thinking...thinking about how the absolute worst has already happened, how they're still here and it can only get better now, how that's what he really has to focus on. He thinks about how tired he is, how strongly he felt all the corruption pulling away at him, how much he needs this thing Hermes is going to do for him, how much Liz needs it.

Even if he's nervous, he knows this is a good thing they're doing. It's scary- changing things is always scary- but it'll be worth it. They won't have to worry about this, and then he can focus on helping Liz get better. All his thoughts come together in on uniform decision and he's finally pleased enough to rest a bit. He lays down on his back, looking at the sun filtering through the pine needles and the aspen leaves. Then he turns his head. He stares at the lake, and he even smiles a little. He'll finally have something like peace soon, he knows it.

August 14th, 2006

This post is mostly an update, to explain what Henry's been though since reaching the Nexus. He's so incredibly non-canon at this point, I feel like I really should point out how he's gotten this way. Plus, it's interesting! Er, well, I think so, anyway. Please contact me at AIM: Townshend302 if you have any questions. I love to ramble on about these things.

Henry was the main character in "Silent Hill 4: The Room," a video game. The Silent Hill series is well known for doing absolutely hideous things to their characters...so, unsurprisingly, this Henry has been through a lot. Considering that the Nexus is a place where all realities interconnect, Henry's been doing his damnedest to try to 'fix' or get rid of as much of his experiences there as possible.

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August 13th, 2006

OOC: Survey Meme

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August 12th, 2006


Things are different. For those of you who don't know, Hermes recently helped me out a great deal. Um, more than usual, even. It's rather complicated, but let's just say I'm separated from that otherworld stuff now. I'm also a hero for Hermes. It's all very good. And it all went really smoothly, too. Thank you, Hermes.

Liz is still in the hospital, but hopefully leaving soon. I'm still staying in her room- they left my bed in there. She's doing all right...still pretty worn out, though.

I got a visit from Lobster Johnson recently. The holy candles seemed to help clean him up- he said he was going back somewhere, and that he might be away for awhile. I think he's going to be all right.

Let's see, what else? The Nexus is annoying, but that's not new. Eileen, hope you're doing all right after all of that. Good luck with everything, Heather.

Cheryl? How're things going over in your world? I haven't heard much from you lately. Are you still working on the legal stuff?

Hope Daimio's giving you a bit of a break, Hellboy. Thanks for being there, by the way. I think I said that before, but figured I'd get it in again when I'm not being so goofy.

How's everyone else doing?

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August 8th, 2006

He found the place almost immediately after talking to Hermes. It wasn't a long drive from the Bureau to the field, but it was across the lake from the roads, so it was easier to Pinpoint there, anyway. He picked up the marble basin (a little larger than a normal sink, and made to be outside) that same day and got it to the right spot. The Sherman-Townshend kitchen is packed full of all sorts of food; he's got slacks and light sweatsuits in his closet. He's ready.

Or as ready as he's going to be, anyway. He's nervous and worried about this- what's going to change, what might not....but he's mostly excited. After everything Hermes has already done, Henry has a lot of hope for what he's about to do.

He just worries if Liz is up for it. It'll be the most she's been allowed to move around in awhile, although maybe it'll be good for her to get some fresh air. He pokes his head into the hospital room, wondering if Hellboy's made it there yet.

August 7th, 2006

You Should Know...

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August 5th, 2006

Henry hadn't been so much 'cleared' to visit, as the nurses finally gave in and let him go. They didn't know that he was going offworld- he'd been told not to do that, considering the problems he'd had before. Of course, they don't think he can, since his 'power' isn't working and he lost his Pinpoint. However, one short discussion with Henry Townshend later, he has a borrowed futurephone. He's going to visit Derek.

He calls ahead, just to make sure Derek knows he's coming, then sets the coordinates for the living room in the apartment above the J. He hits the button and then feels incredibly dizzy. As soon as he arrives, he finds a wall to lean against. "Uh...hey, Derek."

August 2nd, 2006

I don't know how many of you are paying attention to the Nexus happenings, but please...watch out for Lobster Johnson. I know most of us are aware of it already, but just in case...in addition to the news articles, he's also been in the Nexus. He was attacked there by a Leopold Kurtz. If he shows up anywhere near here, please get him some holy candles, the ones that were prepared for Liz's rescue mission. They'll help take away whatever it was he brought with him from the otherworld.

August 1st, 2006


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I've been kind of out of it lately- lots and lots of sleeping. If I've missed out on anything important, I'm really sorry about that. I think they're finally done testing me...or maybe they just gave up on dragging me out of Liz's room. They're going to give me a walking cast soon...I'll be really glad to get rid of this wheelchair.

How is everyone? Everybody who helped me out...are you healing up all right?

Becky, Eiko- both of you, thank you so much for everything you did for us. We really needed you, and you were there. If there's some way I can pay you back for all of that, please let me know.

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July 29th, 2006

OOC: Arghsjfdsjafaf EYES

OOC - Help by amethyst_mind
So....my eyes are trying to kill me every time I look at the monitor. I'm getting tearing up, dry eyes, blurriness....it SUCKS. I have to stare at the keyboard while I type.

I've finally taken the hint that this is maybe the time to stop trying to BE on the computer, so I'm taking a short hiatus. This includes htownshend, dr_abernathy, borrowing_time, and lens_reflex. I should NOT be on the computer while this happens. If you see me hanging around online, especially the next two days, you have my permission to beat me arbout the head and shoulders. Srsly.

As far as the Henries are concerned, Mr. Sherman-Townshend is practically physically attached to his wife, but he's sleeping. A lot. He's also chain-smoking when he's not sleeping, but that doesn't really have any bearing here. O!Henry is kinda fading into the background of things...y'know, like he does. Troy's off being crazy somewheres, and teen Henry is....being a useless teenager on summer break. :-)

Okay, see you guys soon (hopefully)!

July 25th, 2006


He agreed to meet Lina before he realized that he didn't have his futurephone anymore. If this had been before they went to the otherworld, he'd just make a portal or something and bring himself wherever he needed to go. But he hadn't even tried using those abilities yet. To be honest, it was only now that he was finally scared of them. Something was wrong with it- he knows it. He hasn't tried figuring out what, yet.

So both of those options were out. Good thing he put a portal to the Nexus in the Bureau. The wheelchair is too cumbersome- besides, he can't really stand the damn thing. Through a series of goofy-looking hopping motions, he manages to get himself into some normal clothes and sneak his way out of the hospital wing. The BPRD nurses are hard to get by, but he got lucky- no one was guarding the secondary exit.

By the time he makes it to the Nexus, though, he's exhausted and looking a bit queasy. Wonderful, he gets to deal with that again. He leans against a wall and keeps his eyes open for Lina.

July 23rd, 2006


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Hey, I'm not really supposed to have this but I wanted to see how everyones doing. Please let me know if you're around and okay.

Liz is sleeping but she's going to be fine. John and Warren are alrady back to fighting, so I imagine they're good too. Haven't heard much about the BPRD people, are you guys all right?

Thanks to everyone that helped so much. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your help.

The World Starts Again

RP Comfy by domina_igne
Despite what most people expect, Henry is not sharing a room with Liz. He is merely wandering into it every chance he gets. And staying there until the doctors or nurses find him and drag him back out again. They claim they need tests, and he doesn't pay attention to the procedures they put him through. He does wonder how much of the testing is for his benefit, however.

He still has to use a wheelchair for his leg, but all in all, he's in much better shape than he expected. Thank goodness for magic and extremely advanced technology, eh?

He can still feel the...whatever it was he called on during the ritual, he can feel it roiling inside of him. But with Walter and his world gone, it's all starting to fade. Henry kicks it away as much as possible.

He's worried about Liz. Really worried. It's hard to reconcile that with the extreme relief that she's here. He can't imagine being stuck in that world for two months; he isn't terribly surprised when she would wake up confused, slimy with the expectation of his old, lonely bedroom. There's not a whole lot he can do to alleviate all that time, and he knows it, but he's trying. He's there for her as much as possible- even when he can be physically in the room. He can feel her again, and that link is something that steadies and straightens him, comforts and heals. He hopes it's doing the same for her.

For now, he's in his 'own' room, back from the last round of tests and thinking of going back out down the hall again. Maybe after a couple minutes' rest.

(( Open thread, if anyone's interested. :-) ))

July 21st, 2006

OOC: End of Game FST!

OOC - Hearts by imnotyourfriend
Hey, guys! If you like Silent Hill and/or our current game, and you haven't seen this- go take a look! It's a fan soundtrack just for us. :D It has tons of rare Silent Hill stuff, and very good music in it.

And all of you who hate Cradel of Forest, there's a piano version in there, so... ;-P

Thanks, singingsquid!

July 13th, 2006

Red Notebook

((Note!! Don't read if you don't wants spoilers for the 2006 Silent Hill/Nexus game. Also, this isn't actually written anywhere; it's just Save Game data. ;-) ))

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