Sunday, September 23, 2007

Best Girlfriend Ever

Last night, Myca won Anna Newall....
now we just need to figure out what we are going to do with her...

I am all for getting her drunk, drugged up, and leave her hanging naked infront of the snake pit...but I think Myca and I should sit down and have a powwow about it.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Last Few Weeks

Its been a busy few weeks-- the Squid returned and got Myca and Seddie. That was a fun night. Then a few days later, Myca and I were going into the den and ran into one of those cargo cult fuckers from the cemetery. We shot him god only knows how many times-- but it didn't faze him. Never seen anyone move that quickly before.

Before he ran off, he took off his mask-- half is face was blown off and he had fangs.
either they aren't human or they are shaving their teeth.
After having watched him move-- I'd say they aren't human.

Myca and I are doing well. It's nice.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Landen and Myca

Myca's photo and editing work

One month later

Dear Diary,

It's been a month since I've bothered to write anything here-- too busy, not enough free time for a diary.

I suppose it began shortly after my last entry-- Myca and I started a relationship and frankly, it is fantastic. Though, sometimes she is a bit to mother-hen for me it isn’t the worst character flaw someone could have.

Fun anecdote: Seddie accidentally drugged the police chief, Anna Newall, and we proceeded to do some fairly terrible things to her, that is until the police raided the milk bar and took her away. Myca, Sedz, and I all got out without any problems.

Lots of new kittens around, lots of kittens need lots of help.

Somehow I get stuck playing daddy.



Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Silly Mistakes.

Dear Diary,

I need to get my act together.


Monday, August 13, 2007

Cali and Landen


Thursday, August 9, 2007

Last One:

Alright dear diary, I told you all about Midian now I guess I should tell you about myself.

I came here from Rebar- I am a little fuzzy on the details-- I woke up on a boat drifting and drifting-- just when I thought I was gonna die I hit a sandbar and made my way to Midian. yipee.

Anyway, I got here-- and I kept slinging until I was out of stuff. Great. Problem is best I knew at the time Midian doesn't got anything. I spent a good deal of time detoxing an alleyways and emptying my guts in sewage. Yum.

I spent about 6 months after that wandering aimlessly around the city performing odd jobs and stealing food to survive.

Then Lindsay dragged me off the street and introduced me to the Catwalkers. I rose pretty quickly through the ranks, I have no fucking idea why. Right now I am stitcher.

Oh, right...stitcher, I am something of a house medic. I take care of all that ails the catwalkers.

Somehow that means protecting every stupid ass kitten from themselves as well.

If a day goes by where I don't have to shoot or stab someone-- I'll be in shock.

Just dandy.