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Liz Parker
10 June 2005 @ 02:54 pm
Dear Max,

Before she died, Grandma Claudia made me promise that I’d follow my heart, no matter where it takes me. Since that day in the Crashdown, I’ve tried to do nothing less. It’s been a long and crazy trip so far, and I know that it’s far from over.

Seeing Maria and Michael and Isabel here, from the future, makes me happy. Happy that even three years down the line, despite all the bad, we remain friends. Maybe even a family.

I guess the thing is that now, I feel like my presence here - that not knowing everything that’s going to be happening - isn’t working. I need to go back to Roswell and live out more of my life there. More of the life you remember, the one Maria, Isabel, and Michael remember too.

So what I’m saying is that I need to follow my heart again. Right now, it’s telling me I need to go home, get away from Milliways for a while. Seeing you in so much pain the other day scared me, but I want to know. No, I need to know. I can’t hide from the future forever.

Maybe we’ll get a happy ending someday, but right now I’m prepared to face my present and my future, no matter what may happen. Alex, Tess, the FBI… I’ll deal with it when the time comes, knowing that somehow we make it through.

I promise I won’t try to change anything, and that I won’t mention anything of what any of you told me. Tell Maria I’ll be back soon, will you?

Love, Liz.
Liz Parker
01 May 2005 @ 11:07 am
Is there something you wanted to know about me? My life really isn't that interesting, honestly. But I guess if you want to know, feel free to ask.

[OOC: It'll be IC or OOC responses, depending on what works best.]
Liz Parker
01 May 2005 @ 10:54 am
Leave a comment. I'll ask you five questions, you post the answers in your journal and leave me a comment with a link to the answers. Then let your friends request five questions from you.

I'll ask OOC or IC, depending on what fits best.
Current Mood: boredbored
Liz Parker
07 April 2005 @ 12:23 pm
I don't understand Isabel Evans. I try to talk to her, and I try to be her friend, but she yells and pushes me away. Maria was right when she called her the ice princess. It doesn't seem that anything I say or do will break that frosty exterior of hers. Ever. Max trusts me, and Michael even thanksed me once not too long ago for "giving him one more reason to envy Max". But Isabel Evans? She's still a mystery, an uncontrollable factor in an experiment that's moved from beyond my control. I just want a chance. But she refuses to listen.

Isabel told me that she blaims me for future-Alex's death. Myself and Max, and the feelings that are still developing between us. I don't want to believe her. That can't be true. We don't even know anyone named Tess. How can we push her away then? Not accept her? Why would we even do that?

Max Evans has become my world. What I feel for him, I have a hard time describing to anyone, even myself. I wish Isabel could just understand that. Maria's compared us to Romeo and Juliet, but here's the thing about that couple: they die. As far as I know from what Isabel's mentioned, Max and I live. But that doesn't mean our life won't be filled with tragedy. Alex, my dear friend, won't live to see our high school graduation.

I wonder if I go back to Roswell, can I change any of this? Can I prevent Alex from dying? Prevent whatever tragedy'll affect us from happening? I'm only Liz Parker, the smallest of small town girls, whose life was irrevocably changed that day when Max healed the bullet hole in my stomach. But that doesn't mean I have the power to change the future. Do I? Can I?

I wish I knew what to do. I wish Grandma Claudia was here to talk with. Or Maria, or Alex... I don't want Isabel's reality to become my own.

If I go back to Roswell, cna I change my own future?
Liz Parker
31 March 2005 @ 12:30 am
I don't want to believe what Isabel told me.

Alex can't be dead. Not in her timeline, not in my future one. It's inconceivable. Impossible. Max would bring him back to life, wouldn't he? This is
Alex we're talking about. Alex Whitman.

He's been my best friend since Ms. Elmer's class in the fifth grade. I've come to him with every problem I've ever had - about Kyle, about Max. He's the brother I never knew, the person who
always knew, no, knows, how to make me smile.

He can't be dead. He can't be.

I don't know what to think. Isabel seemed uncharacteristically broken hearted when she told me. She said she loved him. Alex Whitman and Isabel Evans. Maria would laugh. Alex would grin. He's had a crush on her since the fifth grade. I wish he could be here right now, to reassure me that that isn't true. That he won't leave me until we're old, as old as Grandma Claudia was, and let me go first.

I need to find Max. Or Michael. Maybe one of them will know. How could Max not save Alex? After everything Alex has already agreed to do for him? For all of them?
Current Mood: melancholymelancholy
Liz Parker
23 March 2005 @ 12:04 pm
It's December 19th, or at least it was back in Roswell. I'm Liz Parker and I don't know where I've wound up. What is this place? How did I get here? I've asked these questions multiple times now. To a wizard, a dead person, to Isabel Evans of all people.

The call it Milliways, the bar at the end of the universe. It's a place where the people and creatures seem to defy the laws of reality. Where physics makes little sense and the rules of time seeme to be easily disregarded. I still don't understand how I wound up here. Am I dead? Is this some sort of hallucination? A result of Max Evans healing me in the Crashdown three months ago? Whichever the case may be, I think my life has succeded in becoming stranger.

Not too long ago, I thought I had left normal, gone into the unknown. That was when Max healed me, and turned my world upside down. It's happen again, this time it was my own curiousity leading me somewhere I never thought I'd end up. A bar at the end of the universe, something right out of a Douglas Adams book.

Isabel told me last night that Max is here. I want to find him, talk to him. Seeing Max won't make this place less strange, but if he's here, maybe it can't be that bad. It means I have a friend, a companion, even if we agreed to take a step back a week ago.

I don't know much about Milliways, but I'm willing to learn more. Isabel's pushing me away, and warning me to stay away from Max and Michael, but I don't care. They're three of the only people I know here, and I need some connection to keep me grounded. I'm not in Roswell anymore, and I don't think my life will ever be the same, again.