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This kind of became my daily schedule-- every other day, I put Jacks on a leash (I am not kidding, you can actually do that with cats), and we go down the elevator, and walk to the park. It was scarily easy to train Jacks to like the harness. The little bugger now brings the harness to me whenever it gets house sickness! (AKA, Allergic to staying indoors for too long. I guess you really can't take the wild out of an animal...)

Only downside is that sometimes the critter jumps at me. I used to be scared that Jacks was trying to attack me, but then I realized that's just Jack's special way of saying "I want a piggy-back ride." Still doesn't get any less terrifying, I have learned to keep my hair off my shoulder. LOL

I actually got iron legs from walking so much. Add that to my (admittedly childish) skateboarding habit, and I'm pretty sure I could kick a building down. This was literally the least expected way I could've gotten stronger, but hey! If it works, it works! And I prefer baggy jeans anyway, so there's no judgment from society-- other than the usual, anyways. LMAO

I think I gotta stop texting my little sister...

Anyway, the reason I'm even bringing this all up is because the park was closed today! It sucked. I even brought my laptop and everything. I thought maybe me and Jacks could relax for an hour or two, head to a (pet friendly) coffee shop, and get home in time for supper. But that plan went down the drain when I saw the writing on the walls, that and the large amount of police tapes surrounding it.

I managed to get some information from the other people around me. There was this creepy crime scene accident that happened, in that big fancy lab owned by GothCorp, I think? Luckily, and unluckily, there weren't many people there, but a scientist did got caught up in some explosive experiment. Really a right place, wrong time situation. My heart goes out to her, hope she's okay.

But horrible incident or not, Jacks got really upset at me for not committing to our schedule. Acting like I should've just ignored the taping, that little rascal. Poor bugger has been sulking for the last hour, since we got back. I promised that we could go on another walk later today, but Jack is still staying under the couch. I'm sure Jacks will cheer up by then.

I decided to go for a walk. Head over to the park. I heard it's a great aspect of the city, being very clean and wild with nature. According to news, it's been declared as one of the best parks in the world, holding even some plants that have been rumored to be extinct. Sounds really exotic! Won't be able to touch them (which makes sense in hindsight), but I'm excited

#gotham #gothamite #personal #you can take the animal out of the wild #but not the wild out of the animal #gotham city news

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I decided to go for a walk. Head over to the park. I heard it's a great aspect of the city, being very clean and wild with nature. According to news, it's been declared as one of the best parks in the world, holding even some plants that have been rumored to be extinct. Sounds really exotic! Won't be able to touch them (which makes sense in hindsight), but I'm excited

#gotham #gothamite #personal

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I need to talk about this, because this is becoming very frustrating! I'm trying my best to be understanding. I really have, but there hasn't been any updates about my apartment for a long while. They said that the chemicals were to be cleared out by now, but when I went to go check it out, there were still hazard signs all over the place. The apartment that Wayne Inc. has given us is incredible, of course it is, but I miss MY apartment.

At least the elevator has been fixed. My legs and knees are thankful for that. But I just started my whole life there, and it feels like it's being given up on. I really hope not.

#gotham #gothamite #personal #rant

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I am pretty sure that Jacks is a girl. Or maybe a boy. I'm not sure at all, the more I think about it. But anyways! Cat update.

Jacks is surprisingly smart. I expected the stray animal to be wild, to act out and scratch and bite. But no scratches, no bites. Nothing like! Jacks just took its time exploring the place. When Jacks settled, it just kinda looked at me?? Like it was expecting orders or treats. I did give it a treat regardless because Jacks is a cutie patootie, but that is besides the point!

Jacks scares me, though. Every so often, I hear jingling, and I'm forced to wonder if the little troublemaker stole something. Big coins, my keys, random papers, USB drives, sometimes even my jewelry-- nothing is off limits to Jacks! The first time the feline did it, I was so panicked. I immediately reached out to grab it, expecting a fight, but Jacks just placed it in my hand. It was odd! It's kind of useful sometimes. But other times, I get so nervous and paranoid if Jacks is stealing from neighbors. Silly thought, but I swear, I did not have this blue necklace before!

It is gorgeous, though. I do have to admit that, honestly.

On a brighter note, I don't think I'm doing that bad of a job when it comes to this little feline! The skinny fella sure can eat, and we both get plenty of exercise with the stairs. The stairs... my best and worst enemy...

Jacks is very cute, but I did post missing posters all over the place. Just in case. No one has called for me yet, but maybe soon we can get Jacks back to its owner!

#gotham #gothamite #personal #rant #cat update!

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So, context. I don't have context. But I like to pretend I do!

I got home one day, and it was a very long day. I just brought Jacks home days ago, and I had to go through a whole process to get Jacks accepted into my apartment. [Apparently, there was a bombing attack at one of the Wayne buildings that used household animals to carry the explosives. Terribly nasty news. I'm scared of the psychopath who came up with using puppies and kittens. (I asked more about it, and luckily, it was called in by an anonymous tipper. I think at this rate, I might start adopting animals left and right...)]

Sorry, tangent. I came home, finally getting approved, and I was hauling up all the necessities for cats to thrive [at least, I think so, according to my mother]. Keep in mind that the elevator stops 30 floors away from mine, so I was not exactly in the right state of mind after carrying up an extra 20-to-30 pounds up 30 flights of stairs.

I got in my room, absolutely exhausted with a little cat in a cage in one hand, a litter box full of cat scratches and cheap grooming kits, and a backpack: filled with cat toys, food, tags, collars, kitty litter, baking powder, cat clippers, food dish, water dish... you get the point. I was so, SO tired, and SORE. So I didn't notice the dark figure in the corner of my apartment until it shifted, SO SUE ME.

Anyways. This figure was TALL. Horrifyingly so. Easily over 6 feet tall. It had the mouth of a human, but white glowing eyes. Long, sharp pointed ears on the side. It crept in the shadows, gliding across the floors. I didn't trust the way it moved, like it was testing the very way I stood. It was like I was the threat, not the towering beast in front of me. When I saw it, I collapsed on the ground.

I fell hard on my bum. I'll admit that. Who could blame me, with its haunting voice and curved claws for fingers? It spoke to me. Asking what I was doing with the cat I got, about brown fur is on my drapes, why I was at the bank. Asking me if I was okay.

I answered. However foolish, I answered honestly. I told it my name. It said it already knew it. I asked for its name, and it told me he was vengence. The dark. A nightmare. Built like a man, shaped as a bat. I called it Batman. It accepted this surprisingly easy.

I told Batman how I'm working to be a psychologist, just being a few short years away from my goal. Told him about possibly getting an apprenticeship in those short few years with a man named Hugo Strange. How I decided to house Jacks until I could find the owner after finding him on top of the bank I currently work at. Told him about the bank only taking me in recently and having to yet put me in the systems. Told him about the red eyes I saw. How I had no idea what that being was, but that it looked to be a bat, just like him, except having a more animalistic figure rather than humanoid. And I told Batman that, although ill, I was ultimately alive. I offered water to the being, careful to maintain my distance while I freed Jacks and placed my objects down. He accepted, seemingly in a begrudging manner.

The only reason why I was even okay with the idea of turning my back on this being is because Jacks crawled up to him and puured, rubbing up against his leg[? Did he have legs??] and relaxing. That was the first time I saw Jacks relax in days [the whole process was very stressful for the poor feline], and cats are supposed to have better instincts than humans. Right?

Anyway, I gave Batman water. He drank it. His voiced stayed in the same hauntingly low and raspy tone. Told me that he would be of assistance and keep in touch. I asked how, and he said I didn't need to know how. He gave me back the glass, I turned around again to put it in the sink, but he was gone when I went to face him once more. Only a window left open, as proof of his existence.

I feel cold after typing the story out. I feel like hairs are scratching into my back like a grater. But I don't feel scared, strangely enough. In fact, as insane as this sounds... I think that was the highlight of my week. It was the safest I felt, ever been.

I think I'm talking crazy, but I don't know. There was some level of comfort, talking to Batman. Even though he made my skin crawl, he seemed kind. Hopefully, I'm right.

Sorry, it's been a few days. I got busy because I adopted a cat. Stray animal, and it's cute. Poor guy was just stuck on the roof of the bank I worked at. I'm taking care of him and handing out papers to see if anyone recognized the cat, but no callers so far. I named him Jacks. Honestly, I have a small hope that I don't get a call

Anyway, I still haven't figured out what that black figure was. It was real big, kinda terrifying. I saw another figure in the dark, but I'm pretty sure it was a different one. The one from my last post had a slight red glint in its eyes. This one was white.

I'm going to need to do a story time on that one because that scared me so badly that I still flinch from the memory.

#gotham #gothamite #personal #rant #Batman #vigilantism #The people called him vengence. #But yet. I'm not scared of him

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Sorry, it's been a few days. I got busy because I adopted a cat. Stray animal, and it's cute. Poor guy was just stuck on the roof of the bank I worked at. I'm taking care of him and handing out papers to see if anyone recognized the cat, but no callers so far. I named him Jacks. Honestly, I have a small hope that I don't get a call

Anyway, I still haven't figured out what that black figure was. It was real big, kinda terrifying. I saw another figure in the dark, but I'm pretty sure it was a different one. The one from my last post had a slight red glint in its eyes. This one was white.

I'm going to need to do a story time on that one because that scared me so badly that I still flinch from the memory.

#gothamite #gotham #personal #rant #cat

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I'M NOT THAT SURE. BUT I SAW A BLACK FIGURE WIZZ BY MY WINDOW. UM. HOW. I'M ON THE 80TH FLOOR

I JUST SAW SOMEONE FALL PAST MY WINDOW???

#gotham #gothamite #A little freaked out! #This is so sketchy #I'm kinda worried??

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I JUST SAW SOMEONE FALL PAST MY WINDOW???

#gotham #gothamite

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We got issued an apartment! Wayne Inc. heard about the tragedy that happened, and decided to let the people of the apartment I was in live in a temporary apartment near their company. It's cozy. A little smaller than my home, but they said that they promised to do a full decontamination of our area and get us back to our average lives within the next two weeks.

I don't know whether this is done out of the goodness of their heart or if it's all some marketing ploy, but I am so thankful. They didn't say that we had to talk about it, but come one. Who wouldn't? This is so cool, and finally, I can have a break. My family is going back later today, so they can get to work. They used up more vacation days than they're comfortable with, and they feel mostly better now. I bought them a whiskey bottle, one we can share together later when we're off the medication.

Anyways. This place is nice! It's currently being renovated, so the elevator isn't working fully, which is a shame. It stops working in the 50s. I'm in the 80s. That's the one thing I hate. But at least it's free exercise! And the room is well ventilated, it smells good. Like a little bit of pine tree. (Most random thing to scent your room as, but I'm not complaining! Reminds me of my uncle).

And the VIEW. It is so gorgeous, the whole city is dark and dreary, but somehow so bright and inspiring. I don't really focus on buildings all that much, but the architecture is really something to gawk at. I can easily get lost in these skies for hours. My mom said that the city isn't anything special, but honestly? I think it is.

#gothamite #gotham #rant #personal #Gotham is dark... but it's dazzling! #Wayne Inc.

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Well, we're out. Our bill got paid? I don't know how exactly, but when we got to the front desk, they told us that it was already paid for in full.

I thought, maybe the Lex corporation had a change of heart with their insurance. But I doubt it. I don't feel like they would pay in full all of a sudden. They've never done it when I was growing up, why would they start now?

My mom says she's going to tear the people at L-C a new one, because [ALLEGEDLY] they began a project that she declined. She got real mad when she made the call to work. When she called to let them know she'll be back by next week, the receptionist acted surprised.

My mom says they're not all bad people, but honestly? I think they're jerks. (Not ALL of them, of course. There's some cool people working there. But who the heck acts surprised and annoyed to the news of someone being okay from a terrorist attack?)

Also, sadly, drinking it off the table. The medicine they gave us will accelerate our healing process, as long as we don't drink, smoke, or anything that will help us forget that happened.

Oh, and it's new. I don't know much about medicine, but I'm scared of what that means.

#gotham #gothamite #personal #rant #if you find yourself being really giggly. get checked up #just in case

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I think I just saw Bruce Wayne. Handsome fella. Sounds like nonsense, but. I'm pretty sure we made eye contact. For a while. It was odd. Kinda exhausting? I should be excited, I guess, but I wasn't in the mood. He looked a little worse for wear, a couple of bruises. Otherwise, he was fine. He must've had a bad day...

Is it weird that I feel bitter? This is an awful thing to say, but he must be so lucky. He's going to be just fine. He has all the money in the world. Doesn't even have to worry about paying the hospital back. Hell, if he gets asked, he'll probably respond with "Of course, check or cash?" like it's a restaurant receipt. Us, however? The insurance we use won't. My mom has been on call for hours. Nothing. I want to cry. Scream. Something. But I can't, no point in doing so.

It probably wasn't Bruce Wayne. The medicine might be just making me confused. If he was there, why would he look guilty? Or maybe it was just pity. I don't know. I got a headache going on.

I am in a lot of pain. My whole family is. We don't know why, but we were just laughing and laughing until we literally passed out. We could barely breathe. Next thing we know, we're in the hospital.

My lungs are still burning. It feels like I drowned and got strangled in the water. I feel like a knife carved my face like a pumpkin. Me and my family are trying to figure out what happened, but it's hard, there's not a lot of us here-- it was just the three of us in that apartment, after all. But at least my sister wasn't here.

I still feel so tired. I'm exhausted. I'm cold and my bones feel sore and having my eyes closed and in the dark feels so much better than the alternative. This sucks. All I wanted to do was just have an evening with my uncle and mother. Was that too much to ask? I can feel my own blood. I'm so angry. I'm so upset. I want to cry and scream and curl up into a little ball.

I'm sorry if I'm appearing to be childish, I'm just very shaken. I hope we get answers. I'm petrified. I just want to go back to bed. I'll update if we figure out what's happening.

#[ooc: warning! things get a little more intense after this. character is currently going under a certain gas influence... it ain't funny!] #If you find yourself being really giggly. Get checked up #Just in case #update #personal #rant #gothamite #gotham

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Laughing makes my skin crawl. But we got some answers, at least. Apparently, we were victims of a terrorist attack. All I want to know is why. I feel like tearing out my muscles. I feel like my skin was replaced with splinters and pin needles.

The gas was designed to make us laugh, apparently. Laughing gas. It was LAUGHING GAS. But not just ANY Laughing gas, no. It was a much more potent kind. Apparently, when the paramedics found us, we were still laughing. WHILE UNCONSCIOUS. This gas was enhanced with a LARGE amount of dopamine. Larger than the amount found in the laughing gases in the dentists. Not only that, there was some disease in it??

Breathing through my nose feels weird. I still feel sick. I'm sicker than sick. And strangely, I don't feel that angry. Or sad. I'm not even scared. I just feel really numb, if not pain.

We got lucky, the doctors said. Despite the fact that this apartment was the only one that was gased, we were lucky because the authorities got tipped off by someone to check on us. The only building where the ventilation was cut off, but luckily the windows were broken somehow, diluting the gas just enough to not give up hypoxia.

We were so lucky that the floor was carpet. Just extraordinarily lucky that the paramedics were advised to bring gas masks. Lucky that the disease in our systems is inexplicably weakened. Super lucky that this disease was designed to kill us all.

Real lucky. Lucky. Fortunate. Two of my neighbors died, but not us. We were fortunate.

My mom and uncle are suggesting that after we get discharged, we should get a drink. I'm not one for alcohol, but I might actually take them up for that offer. Cause, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I am in a lot of pain. My whole family is. We don't know why, but we were just laughing and laughing until we literally passed out. We could barely breathe. Next thing we know, we're in the hospital.

My lungs are still burning. It feels like I drowned and got strangled in the water. I feel like a knife carved my face like a pumpkin. Me and my family are trying to figure out what happened, but it's hard, there's not a lot of us here-- it was just the three of us in that apartment, after all. But at least my sister wasn't here.

I still feel so tired. I'm exhausted. I'm cold and my bones feel sore and having my eyes closed and in the dark feels so much better than the alternative. This sucks. All I wanted to do was just have an evening with my uncle and mother. Was that too much to ask? I can feel my own blood. I'm so angry. I'm so upset. I want to cry and scream and curl up into a little ball.

I'm sorry if I'm appearing to be childish, I'm just very shaken. I hope we get answers. I'm petrified. I just want to go back to bed. I'll update if we figure out what's happening.

#[ooc: warning! things get a little more intense after this. character is currently going under a certain gas influence... it ain't funny!] #I think the “disease” was depression or something. I feel awful #gotham #gothamite #rant #personal #update #If you were near my area #I'm so sorry. I hope you're okay to #No way it was only OUR building that was effected #If you find yourself being really giggly. Get checked up #Just in case

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I am in a lot of pain. My whole family is. We don't know why, but we were just laughing and laughing until we literally passed out. We could barely breathe. Next thing we know, we're in the hospital.

My lungs are still burning. It feels like I drowned and got strangled in the water. I feel like a knife carved my face like a pumpkin. Me and my family are trying to figure out what happened, but it's hard, there's not a lot of us here-- it was just the three of us in that apartment, after all. But at least my sister wasn't here.

I still feel so tired. I'm exhausted. I'm cold and my bones feel sore and having my eyes closed and in the dark feels so much better than the alternative. This sucks. All I wanted to do was just have an evening with my uncle and mother. Was that too much to ask? I can feel my own blood. I'm so angry. I'm so upset. I want to cry and scream and curl up into a little ball.

I'm sorry if I'm appearing to be childish, I'm just very shaken. I hope we get answers. I'm petrified. I just want to go back to bed. I'll update if we figure out what's happening.

#gotham #gothamite #personal #rant #I don’t want to focus on the medical bills I will have to pay #i'm tired #I need some tissues #I'm sobbing like a ugly mess #Well #I AM an ugly mess right now #give me a break please #I'm going to block my sister so she doesn't read this #I can't explain anything to her right now. I don't want to stress her out more #Good thing she was probably sleeping when I started panicking

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CANT BREATH IM CHOKCING IT HURTS

We decided to watch that new comedy special! It sounds be great, if we can actually hear it. Apparently, other people had the same idea. They won't quiet down. Can't complain, though. I want to laugh with them

#[OOC: Warning! Things get a little more intense after this. Character is currently going under a certain gas influence... it ain't funny!]

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MAKE UT STIP MAKE IT STOP .AKE IT SIPT MAKE IT SYOP MAKE IT SITP MAKE IT STOL MAKE IT STOP MAKE TOY SYOP MAKE IT STO

We decided to watch that new comedy special! It sounds be great, if we can actually hear it. Apparently, other people had the same idea. They won't quiet down. Can't complain, though. I want to laugh with them

#[OOC: Warning! Things get a little more intense after this. Character is currently going under a certain gas influence... it ain't funny!]

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MY FACE HYRTS. WHY AM I SMILING

We decided to watch that new comedy special! It sounds be great, if we can actually hear it. Apparently, other people had the same idea. They won't quiet down. Can't complain, though. I want to laugh with them

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I CANT BRWATH? MY LUNGS ARE B7RNING. I EKEP AUGJ8NG

We decided to watch that new comedy special! It sounds be great, if we can actually hear it. Apparently, other people had the same idea. They won't quiet down. Can't complain, though. I want to laugh with them

#gotham #gothamite #personal