Post by Star on Jul 18, 2015 17:25:29 GMT -5
A leather bound journal with the words "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH" written on it in big black and bold letters.
"After 21 years and a handful of months, I've returned to the place of my birth. And what a fuckin day it's been. First I get accosted by guards trying to enter the city, then I follow this looney chick with a gun only to watch her blow her own fucking brains out, that was nice. And to top it all off, apparently the dead won't stay dead, no matter how much you chop, burn, or perforate. The fuck is wrong with this place? City of Dreams? More like City of Nightmares, sure that'd been said afore. Glad mum ain't around to see her beloved city, or maybe it's always been like this, and mum just had a filter over her eyes, shutting out all the shit, and letting in the few good things. Speaking of good things, seems like the city has yet to wear down everyone. Met a couple of humans and a dwarf, good sort. Guess I'm here to stay, not going back to those insufferable xenophobes. Least I can carry a piece around, thanks to some politician who got dead not long after, bullet between the eyes, or so I hear. Time to make mum proud. However it is I do that."
"After 21 years and a handful of months, I've returned to the place of my birth. And what a fuckin day it's been. First I get accosted by guards trying to enter the city, then I follow this looney chick with a gun only to watch her blow her own fucking brains out, that was nice. And to top it all off, apparently the dead won't stay dead, no matter how much you chop, burn, or perforate. The fuck is wrong with this place? City of Dreams? More like City of Nightmares, sure that'd been said afore. Glad mum ain't around to see her beloved city, or maybe it's always been like this, and mum just had a filter over her eyes, shutting out all the shit, and letting in the few good things. Speaking of good things, seems like the city has yet to wear down everyone. Met a couple of humans and a dwarf, good sort. Guess I'm here to stay, not going back to those insufferable xenophobes. Least I can carry a piece around, thanks to some politician who got dead not long after, bullet between the eyes, or so I hear. Time to make mum proud. However it is I do that."