EXTRA INNINGS

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EXTRA INNINGS.

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RESPOND WITH A PROPERLY FORMATTED MAILING ADDRESS. YOUR COOPERATION IS

APPRECIATED.

I PRAY THE YEAR REMAINS KIND.

• Rabbit #041 has reported receiving an envelope containing an ink
  ribbon and other items.
  

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I ran up the stairs into their bedroom and found my daughter cold blue,
on the ground. Evan was sitting in the corner, watching her his eyes
wide. I demanded to know what happened. I scooped her up in my arm,
reacting, not thinking. Life started once more as I found that she still
held a pulse, a spark of life

Spoiler:

• -Rabbit#46 received a handmade card with a bunny stamp on it that says "think happy thoughts" inside. It was on heavy linen paper, a patch and some
  ink ribbon. The patch consisted of two circular pieces of heavy canvas
  sewn together with a stenciled "46" on it.
  

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"Hours, emergency nurses and physicians lists of questions
later, we were home. Were she a teen she probably would have been placed
under a suicide watch"

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• Rabbit #61 has reported receiving the envelope.
  

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However, and probably for the worse I withehld (sic) my children's
detailed histories from the ER (that we had not the previously
misfortune to visit). After piecing together the information from my
children, it was determined that she had accidentally taken far too much
of her daily doses.

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• Rabbit #82 was the last that reported recieving the envelope
  
• His Ink Ribbon Part said:
  

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"I'm not sure how this happened as we had instilled a tried and true
method of counting for each of the children's routines. Regardless, she
was recovering. But we cannot even try to pretend that she's the same.
She's distanced herself from us, her family, since her accident. She
barely even talks to Evan any more, easily her best friend."

• Rabbit #89 received a envelope from HABIT. Inside was the badge
  with "89" (nothing inside), the rabbit card that said "think happy
  thoughts", and an ink ribbon, which the mail was not kind to:
  

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  I tried to talk to her directly, and she just looks off, towards the
  blank wall, out a window, anywhere but the situation at hand. I tried
  talking to Evan about this, to see what he thought about her distance.

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He smirked. “Maybe it’s best that she just stays quiet. Maybe it’s for
the better.” I asked him what the hell he meant. “Maybe it’s just
better. So she won’t ‘overdose’ again.”

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• Rabbit #228 has not yet reported regarding the phone call, but he has also recieved a Envelope with a ink ribbon in it. Here's the ink ribbon transcript:
  

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"Always the mediator, always looking o deflect, young vincent took his
attention and they went outside to play in the yard. JEffrey had been
watching from the stairwell. "I just wish we could have help her" he
said, staring away. I don't know what to do, James. I just don't. I
guess all we can do is wait and see. -Corental, 3. 6am"

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Got an email from Habit today. "I NEED A PHONE NUMBER. " I'm expecting a call in the future.

TheFallenenvoy wrote:

epsi, one of the remaining rabbits and the person who recieved thishttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66WDg8vYqzE&feature=plcp box claims she's received another. she's going to make a video soon, so I'll update the thread then :3

TheFallenenvoy wrote:

ah...didn't realise this was already on the EXTRA INNINGS thread. merge if you wish or whatever xD

Catachan wrote:

Alright, so judging from the wording, they all sound like they're from the same journal entry. Should be interesting once it's all updated.

Zander wrote:

MOD EDIT: Topic "another package" merged with "EXTRA INNINGS".

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10.28.1980 Where are you, my beloved? Where are you now in my darkest
time of need, oh protector? After all the turmoil I went through to
ensure my children, our family, a protected and loving life, you dare
let such to hell with it. I'll continue writing in a few hours, Stephanie's
now safe in bed. The whiskey's worn off. It's become quite apparent
that we should look in to weaning her off the medicinal regimen; it's
become far too complicated for a girl of her age to keep in order. I
haven't written about the events since. The children were just having
breakfast. Mary and I were in the living room, talking about replacing furniture, when Jeffrey came running down the stairs. My veins froze when he cried, tears streaming down his face, "Steph's dead! Steph's dead!".
I ran up the stairs into their bedroom and found my daughter cold blue,
on the ground. Evan was sitting in the corner, watching her his eyes
wide. I demanded to know what happened. I scooped her up in my arm,
reacting, not thinking. Life started once more as I found that she still
held a pulse, a spark of life. Hours, emergency nurses and physicians
lists of questions later, we were home. Were she a teen she probably
would have been placed under a suicide watch. However, and probably for
the worse I withehld (sic) my children's detailed histories from the ER
(that we had not the previously misfortune to visit). After piecing
together the information from my children, it was determined that she
had accidentally taken far too much of her daily doses. [Missing Piece] I
tried to talk to her directly, and she just looks off, towards the
blank wall, out a window, anywhere but the situation at hand. I tried
talking to Evan about this, to see what he thought about her distance.
He smirked. “Maybe it’s best that she just stays quiet. Maybe it’s for
the better.” I asked him what the hell he meant. “Maybe it’s just
better. So she won’t ‘overdose’ again."

TailsFoxy wrote:

In summary of greenfeathers and almost all the rabbits ink ribbons together (except the one from rabbit #82) we got this:

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10.28.1980 Where are you, my beloved? Where are you now in my darkest
time of need, oh protector? After all the turmoil I went through to
ensure my children, our family, a protected and loving life, you dare
let such to hell with it. I'll continue writing in a few hours, Stephanie's
now safe in bed. The whiskey's worn off. It's become quite apparent
that we should look in to weaning her off the medicinal regimen; it's
become far too complicated for a girl of her age to keep in order. I
haven't written about the events since. The children were just having
breakfast. Mary and I were in the living room, talking about replacing furniture, when Jeffery came running down the stairs. My veins froze when he cried, tears streaming down his face, "Steph's dead! Steph's dead!".
I ran up the stairs into their bedroom and found my daughter cold blue,
on the ground. Evan was sitting in the corner, watching her his eyes
wide. I demanded to know what happened. I scooped her up in my arm,
reacting, not thinking. Life started once more as I found that she still
held a pulse, a spark of life. Hours, emergency nurses and physicians
lists of questions later, we were home. Were she a teen she probably
would have been placed under a suicide watch. However, and probably for
the worse I withehld (sic) my children's detailed histories from the ER
(that we had not the previously misfortune to visit). After piecing
together the information from my children, it was determined that she
had accidentally taken far too much of her daily doses. [Missing Piece] I
tried to talk to her directly, and she just looks off, towards the
blank wall, out a window, anywhere but the situation at hand. I tried
talking to Evan about this, to see what he thought about her distance.
He smirked. “Maybe it’s best that she just stays quiet. Maybe it’s for
the better.” I asked him what the hell he meant. “Maybe it’s just
better. So she won’t ‘overdose’ again."

OMG does that mean that....Evan tried to kill Steph? O.O

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Early in the summer of 2011 it became clear that HABIT had assumed
control of the blog, posting violent videos of serial killers and
claiming a relationship with them. Evan made a post there announcing
that Steph had abandoned the blog, leaving it to HABIT, and would no
longer be posting there.

Catachan wrote:

According to EMH Wikia:

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Early in the summer of 2011 it became clear that HABIT had assumed
control of the blog, posting violent videos of serial killers and
claiming a relationship with them. Evan made a post there announcing
that Steph had abandoned the blog, leaving it to HABIT, and would no
longer be posting there.

So it's entirely possible that Evan tried to kill Steph during all of this hubbub, if you ask me.

TailsFoxy wrote:

Catachan wrote:

According to EMH Wikia:

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Early in the summer of 2011 it became clear that HABIT had assumed
control of the blog, posting violent videos of serial killers and
claiming a relationship with them. Evan made a post there announcing
that Steph had abandoned the blog, leaving it to HABIT, and would no
longer be posting there.

So it's entirely possible that Evan tried to kill Steph during all of this hubbub, if you ask me.

Actually, i meant the Evan of the "Corenthal-Timeline", but you really made a point with this

10.28.1980

Where are you, my beloved? Where are you now in my darkest
time of need, oh protector? After all the turmoil I went through to
ensure my children, our family, a protected and loving life, you dare
let such to hell with it. I'll continue writing in a few hours, Stephanie's
now safe in bed. The whiskey's worn off. It's become quite apparent
that we should look in to weaning her off the medicinal regimen; it's
become far too complicated for a girl of her age to keep in order. I
haven't written about the events since. The children were just having
breakfast. Mary and I were in the living room, talking about replacing furniture, when Jeffery came running down the stairs. My veins froze when he cried, tears streaming down his face, "Steph's dead! Steph's dead!".
I ran up the stairs into their bedroom and found my daughter cold blue,
on the ground. Evan was sitting in the corner, watching her his eyes
wide. I demanded to know what happened. I scooped her up in my arm,
reacting, not thinking. Life started once more as I found that she still
held a pulse, a spark of life. Hours, emergency nurses and physicians
lists of questions later, we were home. Were she a teen she probably
would have been placed under a suicide watch. However, and probably for
the worse I withehld (sic) my children's detailed histories from the ER
(that we had not the previously misfortune to visit). After piecing
together the information from my children, it was determined that she
had accidentally taken far too much of her daily doses. I'm not sure how
this happened as we had instilled a tried and true method of counting
for each of the children's routines. Regardless, she was recovering. But
we cannot even try to pretend that she's the same. She's distanced
herself from us, her family, since her accident. She barely even talks
to Evan any more, easily her best friend. I tried to talk to her
directly, and she just looks off, towards the blank wall, out a window,
anywhere but the situation at hand. I tried talking to Evan about this,
to see what he thought about her distance. He smirked. “Maybe it’s best
that she just stays quiet. Maybe it’s for the better.” I asked him what
the hell he meant. “Maybe it’s just better. So she won’t ‘overdose’
again."