Post by The Overseer on Mar 5, 2006 7:02:34 GMT -5
admin said:
Yes, yes, there is a 2 up there, meaning this is a second chapter in a sense. As the last one started off I stated I would die, and, I did. In New Orleans, facing two dragons and a gargoyle, too long of a story that I do not want to relive here. Since then it's been back and forth, I guess I could start off with stating that life has been anything but boring. As for my love life, it has revolved around Quinn, and no, not complaining. There was Nikki, but let's just say mixed signals was the theme of that, told her I loved her in a few words, but that got me nowhere, too many issues. Moving along here I went to Pittsburgh, she followed and I thought things were going great, but low and behold a nice little asshole decided to run around and become all Holy Object Man, thus I had to go to Dallas, where Quinn was. Talk about not being able to keep my eye on the ball, she is the greatest distraction. I took out the Holy Object Man, got back together with Quinn and things were going decently, little to no bad activity down there so yeah, if you ever want a controlled environment, go to Dallas, just stay away from the Preternaturals. Before going to Pittsburgh I had to kill my sister, mother and father, that's all I really want to say about the situation. In order to do it I had to sell my soul, literally. The MotC of KCK, Anthanna, was looking to replace her Human Servant, and I was looking for the power to kill my father, a match made in BBQ Sauce. Now I'm returning to give power of the city and overall control back to the humans, cause if not then the good Preternaturals will fall, or rather, the very few that are left and can do something about it. The city is pretty much bare, the Lycans all skipped town, the leaders vacated, leaving alot of headless chickens running around not knowing what to do. They became food for the Vampires, considering the human populace is slim to none. That will change soon, find some strong Lycan leaders to step up and take the hilt. I'm going to make sure the Lycans and Vamps hate eachother, things are so much better that way. Not like, war mind you, just basically the stay away from my people policy. Fuck peace, it never works, I'm living proof of that.
I'll try to get back on this soon enough, but now I'm staying in the house I spent my pubescent years in, it's home to me and I've heard my mother haunts the place... hope she doesn't find my weed.