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  • Nov. 16th, 2007 at 1:07 PM
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topic: paint the town red


At least the rain stopped. Minus point for coagulating blood on your clothes because you didn't realise it was raining freakin' blood. Minus two hundred points for sticking out your tongue in a romantic illusion that it would actually be raining water, something normal for a change.

Fucking place is driving me fucking insane. If that hadn't actually happened yet.

There must be some places where I can get a fresh change, since I can't go walking 'round smelling like zombies.

Haine had disappeared, that bastard. I bet he got sucked into a whirlpool. Or something. Serves him right. Goddammit, tell me you're okay, dude.

... Oh hey! They have a shower in here!


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  • Oct. 11th, 2007 at 4:30 AM
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topic: who is what?


I've got books and am on my way back to the dojo.

... Are we all dead?


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  • Sep. 8th, 2007 at 5:33 PM
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topic: if this is hell, i'm gonna overthrow satan and install air conditioners asap


I AM GOING TO DIE.




This place is seriously fucked up. What's with the sudden heat?! I was freezing my ass off one minute, and then feels like getting grilled the other. Seriously, who turned up the temperature?

And someone needs to clean up all those carcasses outside. The smell's getting worse and I ain't staying if those things suddenly come back from the dead. Or in the zombies' case - come back to the undead. Had enough of brains getting thrown my way, thankyouverymuch. You'd think that they'd throw something more solid instead. Gotta love all these brainless Death-rejects.

Heard something 'bout a kid getting kidnapped. Sakura or something like that. I've never met her but you'd better find her sooner or later. Back home, someone getting kidnapped can only be found either in a ditch or in one of the underground brothels.

... Ain't any around here, right?

Thinking of going for a walk now. But that'll include movements. Movements equal to more heat. Ah shit. I don't wanna get up...


EDIT EDIT EDIT >> Going out to get some things. Anyone out there know where to find books?


EDIT EDIT EDIT >> Heard some disturbing things from someone named Jasdero. Apparently, there might be Exorcists around here and the kid said that these Exorcists-people spread diseases and consist of vampires. Or something like that. So. Avoid people wearing black coats with silver buckles.


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  • Aug. 22nd, 2007 at 8:52 PM
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topic: the masquerade, pretty shiny things and confession booths


First of all, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE NOTIFICATION PANE?

That's just beyond creepy. Whose blood is in my daily cup of tea? I don't even drink tea and ain't gonna even try it after this shit. GAH. That's so disgusting it's not funny. I swear, the network's trying to drive me crazy. At least my cellphone hasn't bled on me yet.

... And I ain't tempting. Really.

Well. About the masquerade. Woohoo... they even have parties around here, eh? Lots of free food and booze and pretty people? I am SO there. With costume and all. That'll be a public secret soon, people. I'm starting to re-think my opinion of this City. Not really a bad place. Of course, 'bad' can be totally subjective. But still. A bit of optimism never kills nobody, yeah?

Anyway, anyone 'round here heard of the Church? Man. I didn't know there's one around here. Would've said "thank God" but that'll be, like, ironic or something. But yeah. Anything, people?

And Nii. Thanks a lot, man. I owe you for that dinner and cigarette. And door. Must not forget the door. Drop me a line sometime soon - maybe we can go Zombies Hunting, like the remake of Night of the Living Dead. Minus the hot chicks though. Unless I can somehow convince Kanda to join us. Heh. You'll have to meet the sour grape sooner or later. He's a barrel of sunshine, that one. Almost as fun as Haine.

Watch out for The Badou Nails, ladies (and gentlemen - I ain't picky)! He's gonna crash your party!


EDIT EDIT EDIT >> Someone gonna tell me why this entry's posted days late? Stop screwing with me, network.


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  • Aug. 7th, 2007 at 2:24 PM
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topic: graveyard is uncool and filled with (un)dead things. like kanda


I met Kanda.

KANDA THE PANDA!

... He's not. Really. Wish he'd be turned into one though. A fluffy, fat as Hell, sword-wielding panda.

ROFL. Panda Kanda. ROFL.

Well. Finally ran out of cigarette because of that bastard. Don't even know how long I can survive this time, because there's nothing to kill around here except growly, red-eyed things prowling around the graveyard and Kanda. Attempting the first one might actually be worthwhile, if only I HAVE GUNS.

The second one. Hm. Might try that later. Will report if I come out alive, though I doubt that. Bitchy as he is, Kanda's real nifty with that sword of his. Don't think I can handle bein' sashimi-ed alive.

The graveyard is well... dead. Sort of. Found a small house (or whatever this place's called) that has electric and water and big bugs. Like I said, small blessings count. Kanda's emo-ing inside the bathroom or something - guy looked that he's ready to keel over and die. Man, I wish there's a hot tub inside there. I think I smell worse than zombies.

ADDED NOTE >> Nii, if you're reading this, I'm in desperate need for cigarettes. Be a pal and gimme a pointer towards the nearest vendor or store or something. I owe you one, man.

ADDED NOTE >> HAINE. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU.

I don't think I can keep up like this. I need cigarettes. Soon.


EDIT EDIT EDIT >> KANDA. YOUR FRIEND AND NOT-FRIEND ARE LOOKING FOR YOU. GET THE HECK OUT OF MY BLOG. AJGHFUHBDA.


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  • Aug. 1st, 2007 at 5:46 AM
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topic: this better be a nightmare or i'm never drinking tequila ever again


So.

Typing this up while I try to figure out why I'm stranded in a fucking park in the middle of nowhere. I don't know how I ended up here. Where is 'here' by the way? Goddammit. They forgot to put up signboards for the directionally-challenged.

At least the cell phone works.

I mean. It’s still up and ain’t running out of battery. Weird, that. Can’t really call anyone yet because there’s no line. And I keep getting this high-pitched voice cackling like a witch on menopause over the static whenever I try. Shit’s bothering me like hell. How’d that voice get through the whole ‘no-line’ thing is beyond me. But I do get the Internet. Them small blessings count, ya know?

That means porn. If I’m gonna get stuck around here for fuck-knows-how-long, I better have access to decent porn.

Oh hey. Lookie. bigtitsforyourmommas.com. Wonder if Kiri’s in this one too.

Checked my mails. Tried sending one but got this, quote, ‘You Fucked Up Your Delivery. Biatch. Ha Ha Ha!’ unquote, message instead. What the fuck? Seriously. What the fuck? At least I can still write in blogs. Blogging's harmless, this place ain't. It's batshit crazy, and I work with Haine. That’s saying something, right?

Wonder where Emo Boy is. Been a while since I last saw him. I bet he's sleeping again. The bastard. He'd better be dead when I get the heck out of here, genetically-enhanced or not.

Shit. I think I just stepped on dog shit. Shitdammit.

This sucks. Need more cigarettes.

And a way out.

EDIT EDIT EDIT >> WTF. HEINE. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU.


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