08 November 2010 @ 04:35 am
This crap is really starting to get old.

Arikado, if you're out there, this wasn't funny the first time and it damn sure isn't funny now. I've had my fill of predestiny and inescapable fortresses that aren't on anyone's map. I'm not playing your little game this time; your dad can roast in the depths of Hell for all I care.

Mina, Julius, Hammer, if you're out there, get in touch with me. If this place is anything like the last one, it'll probably be better if we stick together.

At least nothing here's tried to eat me yet...

[OOC note: Edited about three hours after original posting to include the following.]

Okay, so apparently this isn't quite what I thought it was. If someone out there could tell me what's going on here, I'd appreciate the help. Information on places to stay and eat would also be helpful.
Current Mood: angry
25 September 2010 @ 10:17 pm
This situation I find most perplexing.
Almost as much as it is vexing.
Many times I have retraced
my memories to attempt to learn how I was placed
in this city, strangely domed,
and nothing like the land I roamed.
And this device I hold within my hand
I’ve only begun to understand.
A way to speak with others I assume,
so my previous subject I resume.
People here, I ask of thee
information—if thou wouldst, ASAP.
What is it that thee know
about this place, this “Paixao?”