[Network] - WEEKLY BULLETIN - open

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WEEKLY BULLETIN

announcements

• What do you get when you combine a Catholic and a spirit child? I don't know, it's not a joke, it's just an announcement that one of the spirits-- a baby, it looks like-- has been adopted.


• What an awful week, though. Both the exploration group and the distraction group did so well, and honestly? It made a difference. You guys should be proud.


• On a lighter note, autumn is just around the corner! Look for temp drops and gusty weather cropping up in the next week or so.

classifieds

• None.


• If you wish to submit an advertisement, please drop them by the post office.

obituaries

• Capt. Ben Winters: at least he died as he lived: doing something worthwhile. Thank you, Winters.


• Number Five: clever right to the end.


• A whole host of people have gone missing since the party... We haven't found their bodies or their lanterns yet, but I think it's safe to assume they're probably gone. Here's the list: Melisandre, Yaeris, Gene Hicks, Ahven Sychantus, Scott Ryder, Nathan Drake, Brienne of Tarth, Raylen Givens, John Constantine, Chloe Frazier, Irwin Wade, Elisha Harper, Dick Grayson, Aragorn, Rafe Adler, Billy Russo, Ben Hargreeves, Kyna Midha, Washington, Sam Drake, Daniel Riordan, Replica Riku Dawn, Eleven, Shadow Moon

[Worthy of note: this bulletin comes to you not via a newspaper, but by the network, now that Robin's connected with you guys once more!]

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Comments

@riku; text

[equinoctials]

It's not Replica. His name was Dawn.

outside the post office | open

[callada]

[Rosinante had, naturally, expected physical paper this week as with all prior weeks. When he finds there's no paper copy and asks the postmaster about it, at least the spirit has the good sense to gesture at his tablet.

Robin's style is familiar now to him and her words to Winters and Five are kind, but he can't help but feel bitter anyway. And then he scrolls through the list of names that feels like it will never end.

So if you, too, have come looking for a newspaper, you can find him sitting on the ground with his back against the post office building, tablet resting open on one knee and cigarette in hand as he stares in stunned silence. Linger long enough and he'll ask:]

Seen the latest bulletin yet?

@subzero, text, open; i am so sorry

[saibot]

The obituaries are a true testament to the grand success of those who choose to partake in a certain mission.

@Nightshade | Text

[primordialerebus]

They might still come back! I can keep watch at the church until they do.

[ Denial? Don't know her. ]

[evulsed]

[ "They're probably gone" it says, but Vanitas had been in the newspaper and he came back. His eyes scan the list, he reads the comments posted, and then he pockets his device and opens a dark corridor to the church, ready to wait in the pews for the ressurections to start. ]

@HK, TEXT

[catholicisms]

( it's generally Matt's job to be a huge creep that knows things nobody told him. he finds it slightly disconcerting to have the shoe on the other foot.

but he's not here to talk about his plant baby, instead, )

Is that amount of casualties normal around here?

@cuttingedge; text

[knifecollecting]

They deserve more than just a paragraph on a weekly newsletter.

@jtodd

[mind_blown]

i want 2 no how tht many experienced ppl died
this is fucking ridiculous

[ he's still pissed and sad and pissed again about his brother ]