My Dear Friends,
Between the failure of my marriage, what I consider to be the loss of two close friends, and the heavy losses at and destruction of Hale's Moon, I find myself drowning in sadness and loss. It's for that reason I've decided to take a hiatus - I will be spending this time in a monastery in deep reflection, searching for inner peace and acceptance of all these events and others so I can move forward with my life.
I hope you are all well during my absence - Each of you is in my thoughts and prayers, and in my heart, at every moment of every day. I'll return, hopefully a happier and less broken person, I just don't know how long it will take. Please understand that this is something I need to do.
Imrhien
((OOC Note: My own reasons for taking a break are very similar to Imrhien's. I am in too much emotional pain right now over many things which have transpired. I need to take a few steps back from it all in order to see a clear path around. I need to get past it all, and I need to remember how to be happy. I sincerely apologize to anyone who has been hurt by my recent emotional instability - I cannot make excuses for my behavior, I can only apologize, hope for forgiveness, try to move on, and try to find some inner peace. --D.))
30.11.08
Profile Memories
Re: my skills as a pilot -
Imrhien Fargis: I got confused about the coordinates.
Imrhien Fargis: Wash I ain't.
Nack Barnes: Imrhien is a leaf in a tornado.
---
Kent Baker: Okay, and i'm sorry you've been forced into the role of my new life/spiritual guru.
Imrhien Fargis: I'm a guru?
Imrhien Fargis: is that better than a bff?
---
Lauralai Toland: And you know what? If you piss Imrhien off, it's usually for a good reason.
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Aeon Voom: thats...fluffy hair..
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Aeon Voom: very fluffy
Imrhien Fargis cracks up.
You: too much with teh fluff?
Aeon Voom: did i mentioned that your hair is fluffeh?
You: hm, no, I don't think so.
Aeon Voom: your hair is very fluffy
Aeon Voom: distracting me totally
Imrhien Fargis rolls around on the ground lauging.
You: Seana!
You: Aeon doesn't like my hair!
Seana Kawanishi giggles
Aeon Voom: look seana..her hair is fluffeh
Imrhien Fargis fucking dies laughing.
Seana Kawanishi plays with Immeh's hair
You: I don't think he likes my hair.
Aeon Voom: oh i do
Aeon Voom: but its distracting me a bit
Aeon Voom: did i said that is very fluffy?
You: distracting you how?
Aeon Voom: distracting my cuz of its fluffiness
Imrhien Fargis nods. "yeah, once.. maybe twice... perhaps once every 30 seconds for the last 10 minutes...."
---
Lorie Lilliehook wants a bazooka!
Nack Barnes: No bazooka!
Lorie Lilliehook pouts.
Lorie Lilliehook: Can I have the chainsaw then?
Nack Barnes: No pouting either.
Nack Barnes chuckles, "What would you do with a chainsaw, sweetie?"
Lorie Lilliehook: Um.. cut people up?
You: tell him you wanna be able to chop firewood very efficiently.
You: And the bazooka's for STARTING the fire.
You: Very romantical.
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Iggy Mimulus fights a giggle
Lorie Lilliehook looks at Nack, all serious-like, "I want the chainsaw to chop firewood very efficiently. *nods* Really."
Nack Barnes: Firewood. Yes, we have a lot of firewood cutting needin' to be done. Here on this DESERT MOON.
---
Imrhien Fargis thinks Lorie should definitely get that chainsaw so we can go take care of her "Oops, did I cut your arm off with the chainsaw?" list and my "Oops, did I beat your brains into pulp with my frying pan?" list.
Lorie Lilliehook laughs, "Yes!"
---
Amyla Wakowski: sheesh, that bitch is so deformed
Amyla Wakowski: her face creeps me out
Imrhien Fargis: she's got like Jay Leno Jaw From Hell!
Imrhien Fargis resists the urge to pop one of her tits and watch her go PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT all across the room!
Amyla Wakowski: oh God.
Amyla Wakowski: from her Interests tab, under Skills: building railways and designing gorgeous female shapes, what a combo ;)
Amyla Wakowski shudders.
Amyla Wakowski: I hope she's better at railways, cos...
Amyla Wakowski just points.
Imrhien Fargis just fucking dies!
---
Archer Bleich: FUCK I JUST KILLED MY SELF WITH CRABS
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Neutrino Nightfire: I'll try not to think about it while I'm doing my interview
Neutrino Nightfire: :: crosses fingers ::
Neutrino Nightfire: Because you know saying "quantum physics this, computer that, bubble bath" sounds so unimpressive
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mcajabberwocky Tuck: your fake cow is a dick and trying to shake me for some cash
---
Imrhien's Pet Leet, OOM: i r ub3r
Pariah Urriah: I'm not good at reading leet-speak but I think your leet is rubber?
---
Mod Yokosuka looks around firefly trying to find the mind control device that makes us all want to go get with someone
Imrhien Fargis: it's the green water.
---
Imrhien Fargis: if I don't respond right away, it's cuz I'm in photoshop trying to make a sign that says NO TRESPASSING! Violators will be shot, survivors will be shot again!" in mandarin
Mod Yokosuka: sigh
Mod Yokosuka: its gona end up saying something like I have a sixth toe.
---
Amyla Wakowski: CAPSLOCK OF EXASPERATION?
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Neutrino Nightfire blushes as he eavesdrops and spills spaghetti into his keyboardcompletelykillingthespacebar
Imrhien Fargis: OMG
Imrhien Fargis: NOT THE SPACEBAR!
Neutrino Nightfire: caplockofconcern?
Imrhien Fargis nods
Neutrino Nightfire: /mecovetsImmsspaces
---
Amyla Wakowski can't type.
Amyla Wakowski: TYPOS OF INCOHERENT RAGE
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LilyBell Snoodle: Him a sweet mofo huh.
Imrhien Fargis falls over.
LilyBell Snoodle: Don't say the word "fuck". You supposed to say "jeffers".
---
Mod's Pet Leet: do u luv m3?
You: Mod...
Mod Yokosuka: yes
You: I thought you hated leets?
Amyla Wakowski: he's in exposure therapy
---
Nack Barnes: Who the fuck came up with the idea of putting SLAW on a bbq sandwich?
Nack Barnes: Gorram yankees could fuck up a wet dream.
---
Mannheim Collas: I'm bored without my GF
Sage Venkman: have you tried masturbation?
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Imrhien Fargis: You mean... like... why do we laugh? or why do we laugh at something specific?
Ash Lutwag: hooo it's toooo late for questions like that
Imrhien Fargis: on the contrary, better to ask that late than early.
Imrhien Fargis: I can't do philosophy first thing in the mornin'.
Ash Lutwag: while my brain is foggy?
Ash Lutwag: well 1st comes coffee then life.
---
Cobb Compton: (( takin forever forr DCS to load - it's loading just slower than tryin' to plunge a 15 pound turd down a water savin toilet ))
---
Imrhien Fargis: Like, I have warm fuzzy feelings. It's gross. I could wear pink right now.
---
Aeon Voom: you got a real temper. and you got the skills to mess with teh best in teh sim
Aeon Voom: if someone pisses you off you most likely get the person down
Imrhien Fargis: And if not.... I can just yell at them til my wounded timer pops.
Aeon Voom: with your extraordinary potty mouth?
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Imrhien Fargis: nothin' says "verbal ass whoopin'" like dropping the F-bomb eleventy billion times in one sentence.
---
You: I could give you SO MANY landmarks.
Nack Barnes: She does that. Hands out landmarks. Landmarks Of $L Destruction!
Lorie Lilliehook: She really does General.
---
Krenshar Magic: Looking very sexy today Mrs Immi
You:I think I'mna wear this and use the frying pan next time the alliance attacks.
You: Maybe I can make that one guy pee again.
Krenshar Magic: ((thats not fair lol))
You: ((*cracks up!*))
You: ((all's fair in love and war!))
Aeon Voom adds "inhumane psychological warfare" to her alliance record
---
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: what our firefly sims need is.... a legal system
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: you could always put [them] on trial
Imrhien Fargis: I thought Lorie was our legal system.
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: death by flame thrower isnt a legal system haha
Imrhien Fargis: sure it is!
Imrhien Fargis: you see how much crime we have in Blackburne?
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: yah true
---
Nack Barnes hands Neutrino the silver medal of utter silence destruction.
Nack Barnes is glad someone spoke finally. His hands were shaking from the need to fill the silence but was also consumed by a curiosity to how long silence could last.
---
Jayne Szondi: It's just one of those things like... peeing yer pants in dark slacks. Gives a nice warm feeling but no one really is likely to notice.
---
Imrhien Fargis SQUEEEEES happily for Amy and Chol!!
Tillery Woodhen: OMG!
Tillery Woodhen totally loses butch points and SQUEES as well!
---
You: also, I'm like super slow on the uptake tonight
You: cuz I'm tired. And insane. And listening to Yanni.
Cholgosh Swindlehurst: Bein' in a coma will do that to a person.
You: As an afterthought, "insane" and "listening to yanni" are kind of the same thing.
---
Imrhien Fargis puts on Type O so she doesn't lose her mind and start eating people, because Avril Lavigne's music is the 2nd leading cause of Reaverism.
Neutrino Nightfire: After Abba, I presume.
Imrhien Fargis nods.
---
Meyers Thalheimer: hrm.. Mod could start an entirely new career.. walking message board.
AlisonLynn Haystack: rent box space?
Pariah Urriah: but I agree on the dry erease, because if we have to tack messages to him he could get holey
Imrhien Fargis can't imagine Mod being Holy. Just... can't. She'd have a crisis of faith.
Pariah Urriah: he'd be holey-er than thou, and that would just be annoying
Pariah Urriah has a few pairs of underwear that is so holey it looks like it just descended from Heaven
Imrhien Fargis: so holey that you could chop 'em up and serve 'em as communion?
Pariah Urriah: take this underwear, as a symbol of .. um
Gray Beam: only if they are edible ....
Pariah Urriah laughs, Gray
Gray Beam: uh, I mean....
Imrhien Fargis: Eucharistic Undies.
---
Imrhien Fargis: I got confused about the coordinates.
Imrhien Fargis: Wash I ain't.
Nack Barnes: Imrhien is a leaf in a tornado.
---
Kent Baker: Okay, and i'm sorry you've been forced into the role of my new life/spiritual guru.
Imrhien Fargis: I'm a guru?
Imrhien Fargis: is that better than a bff?
---
Lauralai Toland: And you know what? If you piss Imrhien off, it's usually for a good reason.
---
Aeon Voom: thats...fluffy hair..
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Aeon Voom: very fluffy
Imrhien Fargis cracks up.
You: too much with teh fluff?
Aeon Voom: did i mentioned that your hair is fluffeh?
You: hm, no, I don't think so.
Aeon Voom: your hair is very fluffy
Aeon Voom: distracting me totally
Imrhien Fargis rolls around on the ground lauging.
You: Seana!
You: Aeon doesn't like my hair!
Seana Kawanishi giggles
Aeon Voom: look seana..her hair is fluffeh
Imrhien Fargis fucking dies laughing.
Seana Kawanishi plays with Immeh's hair
You: I don't think he likes my hair.
Aeon Voom: oh i do
Aeon Voom: but its distracting me a bit
Aeon Voom: did i said that is very fluffy?
You: distracting you how?
Aeon Voom: distracting my cuz of its fluffiness
Imrhien Fargis nods. "yeah, once.. maybe twice... perhaps once every 30 seconds for the last 10 minutes...."
---
Lorie Lilliehook wants a bazooka!
Nack Barnes: No bazooka!
Lorie Lilliehook pouts.
Lorie Lilliehook: Can I have the chainsaw then?
Nack Barnes: No pouting either.
Nack Barnes chuckles, "What would you do with a chainsaw, sweetie?"
Lorie Lilliehook: Um.. cut people up?
You: tell him you wanna be able to chop firewood very efficiently.
You: And the bazooka's for STARTING the fire.
You: Very romantical.
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Iggy Mimulus fights a giggle
Lorie Lilliehook looks at Nack, all serious-like, "I want the chainsaw to chop firewood very efficiently. *nods* Really."
Nack Barnes: Firewood. Yes, we have a lot of firewood cutting needin' to be done. Here on this DESERT MOON.
---
Imrhien Fargis thinks Lorie should definitely get that chainsaw so we can go take care of her "Oops, did I cut your arm off with the chainsaw?" list and my "Oops, did I beat your brains into pulp with my frying pan?" list.
Lorie Lilliehook laughs, "Yes!"
---
Amyla Wakowski: sheesh, that bitch is so deformed
Amyla Wakowski: her face creeps me out
Imrhien Fargis: she's got like Jay Leno Jaw From Hell!
Imrhien Fargis resists the urge to pop one of her tits and watch her go PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT all across the room!
Amyla Wakowski: oh God.
Amyla Wakowski: from her Interests tab, under Skills: building railways and designing gorgeous female shapes, what a combo ;)
Amyla Wakowski shudders.
Amyla Wakowski: I hope she's better at railways, cos...
Amyla Wakowski just points.
Imrhien Fargis just fucking dies!
---
Archer Bleich: FUCK I JUST KILLED MY SELF WITH CRABS
---
Neutrino Nightfire: I'll try not to think about it while I'm doing my interview
Neutrino Nightfire: :: crosses fingers ::
Neutrino Nightfire: Because you know saying "quantum physics this, computer that, bubble bath" sounds so unimpressive
---
mcajabberwocky Tuck: your fake cow is a dick and trying to shake me for some cash
---
Imrhien's Pet Leet, OOM: i r ub3r
Pariah Urriah: I'm not good at reading leet-speak but I think your leet is rubber?
---
Mod Yokosuka looks around firefly trying to find the mind control device that makes us all want to go get with someone
Imrhien Fargis: it's the green water.
---
Imrhien Fargis: if I don't respond right away, it's cuz I'm in photoshop trying to make a sign that says NO TRESPASSING! Violators will be shot, survivors will be shot again!" in mandarin
Mod Yokosuka: sigh
Mod Yokosuka: its gona end up saying something like I have a sixth toe.
---
Amyla Wakowski: CAPSLOCK OF EXASPERATION?
---
Neutrino Nightfire blushes as he eavesdrops and spills spaghetti into his keyboardcompletelykillingthespacebar
Imrhien Fargis: OMG
Imrhien Fargis: NOT THE SPACEBAR!
Neutrino Nightfire: caplockofconcern?
Imrhien Fargis nods
Neutrino Nightfire: /mecovetsImmsspaces
---
Amyla Wakowski can't type.
Amyla Wakowski: TYPOS OF INCOHERENT RAGE
---
LilyBell Snoodle: Him a sweet mofo huh.
Imrhien Fargis falls over.
LilyBell Snoodle: Don't say the word "fuck". You supposed to say "jeffers".
---
Mod's Pet Leet: do u luv m3?
You: Mod...
Mod Yokosuka: yes
You: I thought you hated leets?
Amyla Wakowski: he's in exposure therapy
---
Nack Barnes: Who the fuck came up with the idea of putting SLAW on a bbq sandwich?
Nack Barnes: Gorram yankees could fuck up a wet dream.
---
Mannheim Collas: I'm bored without my GF
Sage Venkman: have you tried masturbation?
---
Imrhien Fargis: You mean... like... why do we laugh? or why do we laugh at something specific?
Ash Lutwag: hooo it's toooo late for questions like that
Imrhien Fargis: on the contrary, better to ask that late than early.
Imrhien Fargis: I can't do philosophy first thing in the mornin'.
Ash Lutwag: while my brain is foggy?
Ash Lutwag: well 1st comes coffee then life.
---
Cobb Compton: (( takin forever forr DCS to load - it's loading just slower than tryin' to plunge a 15 pound turd down a water savin toilet ))
---
Imrhien Fargis: Like, I have warm fuzzy feelings. It's gross. I could wear pink right now.
---
Aeon Voom: you got a real temper. and you got the skills to mess with teh best in teh sim
Aeon Voom: if someone pisses you off you most likely get the person down
Imrhien Fargis: And if not.... I can just yell at them til my wounded timer pops.
Aeon Voom: with your extraordinary potty mouth?
Imrhien Fargis nods.
Imrhien Fargis: nothin' says "verbal ass whoopin'" like dropping the F-bomb eleventy billion times in one sentence.
---
You: I could give you SO MANY landmarks.
Nack Barnes: She does that. Hands out landmarks. Landmarks Of $L Destruction!
Lorie Lilliehook: She really does General.
---
Krenshar Magic: Looking very sexy today Mrs Immi
You:I think I'mna wear this and use the frying pan next time the alliance attacks.
You: Maybe I can make that one guy pee again.
Krenshar Magic: ((thats not fair lol))
You: ((*cracks up!*))
You: ((all's fair in love and war!))
Aeon Voom adds "inhumane psychological warfare" to her alliance record
---
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: what our firefly sims need is.... a legal system
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: you could always put [them] on trial
Imrhien Fargis: I thought Lorie was our legal system.
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: death by flame thrower isnt a legal system haha
Imrhien Fargis: sure it is!
Imrhien Fargis: you see how much crime we have in Blackburne?
Tdstraitjacket Manamiko: yah true
---
Nack Barnes hands Neutrino the silver medal of utter silence destruction.
Nack Barnes is glad someone spoke finally. His hands were shaking from the need to fill the silence but was also consumed by a curiosity to how long silence could last.
---
Jayne Szondi: It's just one of those things like... peeing yer pants in dark slacks. Gives a nice warm feeling but no one really is likely to notice.
---
Imrhien Fargis SQUEEEEES happily for Amy and Chol!!
Tillery Woodhen: OMG!
Tillery Woodhen totally loses butch points and SQUEES as well!
---
You: also, I'm like super slow on the uptake tonight
You: cuz I'm tired. And insane. And listening to Yanni.
Cholgosh Swindlehurst: Bein' in a coma will do that to a person.
You: As an afterthought, "insane" and "listening to yanni" are kind of the same thing.
---
Imrhien Fargis puts on Type O so she doesn't lose her mind and start eating people, because Avril Lavigne's music is the 2nd leading cause of Reaverism.
Neutrino Nightfire: After Abba, I presume.
Imrhien Fargis nods.
---
Meyers Thalheimer: hrm.. Mod could start an entirely new career.. walking message board.
AlisonLynn Haystack: rent box space?
Pariah Urriah: but I agree on the dry erease, because if we have to tack messages to him he could get holey
Imrhien Fargis can't imagine Mod being Holy. Just... can't. She'd have a crisis of faith.
Pariah Urriah: he'd be holey-er than thou, and that would just be annoying
Pariah Urriah has a few pairs of underwear that is so holey it looks like it just descended from Heaven
Imrhien Fargis: so holey that you could chop 'em up and serve 'em as communion?
Pariah Urriah: take this underwear, as a symbol of .. um
Gray Beam: only if they are edible ....
Pariah Urriah laughs, Gray
Gray Beam: uh, I mean....
Imrhien Fargis: Eucharistic Undies.
---
19.6.08
Yesterday Was Not My Best Day Ever
Guess Ceasar was right 'bout it not bein' entirely safe for me to be commutin' back and forth 'tween Blackburne and Hale's Moon. Though, to be fair, I wasn't commutin' so much as I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time yesterday. I'd flown my starfury, Merkabah, over to Hale's Moon to see Aeon and work on wedding plans, and the place was deserted. Reckoned I'd stick around and see if anyone showed, and was doin' just that when the 'lliance troops attacked.
I didn't have time to get on the Cortex, but I shot two quick messages to Amy and Ash so they could get the word out. Don't reckon I got a clear count of how many attacked the town. I know I shot a couple up real good 'fore I took hits and went down. Two of 'em came over to check if I was alive, kicked me, and then patched me up. Checked me for identification, too, which, thank the good Lord, I didn't have on me. Then, they cuffed me and started tuggin' me off t'ward the desert, which was when Ash showed up shootin' and yellin' for me to run. I couldn'ta or you can bet yer happy ass I woulda. One of the troops kept draggin' me to the desert, where their dropship was, while the other covered us.
I got shoved in the dropship and left on the floor at gunpoint as we took off, headed for God only knows where. Ended up in some kinda hangar... Didn't get such a great look at it from the outside mainly cuz I was hurtin' so bad I couldn't move. My spleen'll never be the same. Anyway, it wasn't a long flight, really. 'Fore I knew it, that one that patched me up, the private, was draggin' me by my hair out into the hangar, where he started tryin' to interrogate me. I wouldn't even give 'em my name, which's 'bout as far as we got. He backhanded me every time I tried gettin' cute. Then he broke my wrist. I still wouldn't talk. So he pulled my own gun on me and chambered a round. Figured I was dead. Even said a prayer. But the officer stopped him. Dunno why. Guess they needed me to talk.
The officer told him to throw me in the brig for a few days, so I got dragged by my hair again. The officer took my cuffs off, which was real stupid of him, and the private ripped one of my bandages off and stuck his finger in the bullet hole, twistin'. Hurt almost as bad as him breakin' my wrist. They shoved me in the cell and locked the door. The thought of tryin' to hurt 'em and make a break for it occurred to me, but after that, what? I can pilot Merkabah, Chrysalis, and Serendipity, but it's cuz I actually studied the manuals and practiced with 'em. Ain't so certain me tryin' to fly some 'lliance ship'd work out so great for me. And 'sides that, Ash knew they took me. I figured she'd try to find Aeon or Nack, and someone'd come rescue me.
That crazy girl... she somehow managed to round up a few folks - Amy, x0x0 and Sunray - and flew her firefly up to wherever it was I was bein' held. They stormed in shootin'. Dunno exactly what happened, but I could hear shoutin' and shootin', but I reckon they got Sunray, cuz I heard 'em comin' with her, sayin' they was gonna throw her in the brig. I was ready when they got there. They opened the door, shoved her in and started to close it, but I busted out, slammin' the private 'cross the face with my elbow. I reckon I musta jolted his brain outta socket, cuz he couldn't quite figure out whether to shoot me or punch me. I hit him 'til he collapsed, and then kicked the ever-lovin' shit outta him. Unsportsmanlike, I know, but I was good and pissed. The officer came runnin' in, and I decked him with my good hand. He tried to fight back, but I think 'tween the band of pissed women in hangar with guns and me beltin' him round the head repeatedly, he was kinda frazzled, cuz he went down as easy as the private. Wonder if they're dead. I didn't exactly think to check, as I was in kinda a hurry.
I grabbed Sunray, whose arm was jacked all to hell, and we huffed it out to the hangar (after I grabbed Regina and Renata, my M4 Redemptions, 'course), where Ash, Amy and x0x0 was waitin' with Ash's boat. Alarms were goin' off, lights flashin'. I figured we wasn't gettin' away that easy, so 'fore I strapped myself in for a bumpy ride, I grabbed a roll of duct tape so I could work on makin' my right hand serviceable with a gun - I basically taped my wrist so I couldn't move it, then taped the gun to my hand so all I had to do was aim and pull the trigger.
They sent a bomber after us. Soon as we got in atmo that bastard was firin' at us. By that time, the call'd gone out, and there was a bunch more browncoats runnin' around. It was chaos, everyone all over the place, tryin' to figure out what was goin' on. Eventually, everyone figured out we was under attack and started shootin' at the bomber. Guess we damaged him pretty bad, cuz he took off back to...wherever he came from.
And then, it was over. Everything was a flurry of tendin' to wounds and cussin' at the gorram 'lliance. Everybody was fine. Y'know, alive. I reckon I'mna be hurtin' for a good long while til I heal up. And looks like the weddin's gonna be off for a bit, til I get this gorram cast off my arm.
Interestin' development last night, though. Seems x0x0 went lookin' for trouble over in Washtown. She boarded an 'lliance boat parked there and started snoopin'. Not only did she get discovered and have to kill the men on board (not cryin' here), but she found somethin'... a photograph of me with the Lieutenant with a message talkin' 'bout needin' to acquire my genetic material for testin'. x0x0 thinks it's 'bout me seein' colors now and my eyes changin'. Begs the question, though - Did I get taken prisoner randomly cuz they wanted some kinda information, or did I get taken prisoner cuz of that picture? Seems like it was random bad luck, considerin' how I was treated, and how easy I got away, and I'm fair certain once the news't they had me in custody and escaped, if I didn't kill the two purplebellies, they'll prol'ly wish I had.
In any case, I reckon I'mna need to watch my step from here on out. Maybe I should ask Jayne if it's safe for me to be out in the wastes yet, cuz bein' scarce mightn't be such a rotten idea.
I didn't have time to get on the Cortex, but I shot two quick messages to Amy and Ash so they could get the word out. Don't reckon I got a clear count of how many attacked the town. I know I shot a couple up real good 'fore I took hits and went down. Two of 'em came over to check if I was alive, kicked me, and then patched me up. Checked me for identification, too, which, thank the good Lord, I didn't have on me. Then, they cuffed me and started tuggin' me off t'ward the desert, which was when Ash showed up shootin' and yellin' for me to run. I couldn'ta or you can bet yer happy ass I woulda. One of the troops kept draggin' me to the desert, where their dropship was, while the other covered us.
I got shoved in the dropship and left on the floor at gunpoint as we took off, headed for God only knows where. Ended up in some kinda hangar... Didn't get such a great look at it from the outside mainly cuz I was hurtin' so bad I couldn't move. My spleen'll never be the same. Anyway, it wasn't a long flight, really. 'Fore I knew it, that one that patched me up, the private, was draggin' me by my hair out into the hangar, where he started tryin' to interrogate me. I wouldn't even give 'em my name, which's 'bout as far as we got. He backhanded me every time I tried gettin' cute. Then he broke my wrist. I still wouldn't talk. So he pulled my own gun on me and chambered a round. Figured I was dead. Even said a prayer. But the officer stopped him. Dunno why. Guess they needed me to talk.
The officer told him to throw me in the brig for a few days, so I got dragged by my hair again. The officer took my cuffs off, which was real stupid of him, and the private ripped one of my bandages off and stuck his finger in the bullet hole, twistin'. Hurt almost as bad as him breakin' my wrist. They shoved me in the cell and locked the door. The thought of tryin' to hurt 'em and make a break for it occurred to me, but after that, what? I can pilot Merkabah, Chrysalis, and Serendipity, but it's cuz I actually studied the manuals and practiced with 'em. Ain't so certain me tryin' to fly some 'lliance ship'd work out so great for me. And 'sides that, Ash knew they took me. I figured she'd try to find Aeon or Nack, and someone'd come rescue me.
That crazy girl... she somehow managed to round up a few folks - Amy, x0x0 and Sunray - and flew her firefly up to wherever it was I was bein' held. They stormed in shootin'. Dunno exactly what happened, but I could hear shoutin' and shootin', but I reckon they got Sunray, cuz I heard 'em comin' with her, sayin' they was gonna throw her in the brig. I was ready when they got there. They opened the door, shoved her in and started to close it, but I busted out, slammin' the private 'cross the face with my elbow. I reckon I musta jolted his brain outta socket, cuz he couldn't quite figure out whether to shoot me or punch me. I hit him 'til he collapsed, and then kicked the ever-lovin' shit outta him. Unsportsmanlike, I know, but I was good and pissed. The officer came runnin' in, and I decked him with my good hand. He tried to fight back, but I think 'tween the band of pissed women in hangar with guns and me beltin' him round the head repeatedly, he was kinda frazzled, cuz he went down as easy as the private. Wonder if they're dead. I didn't exactly think to check, as I was in kinda a hurry.
I grabbed Sunray, whose arm was jacked all to hell, and we huffed it out to the hangar (after I grabbed Regina and Renata, my M4 Redemptions, 'course), where Ash, Amy and x0x0 was waitin' with Ash's boat. Alarms were goin' off, lights flashin'. I figured we wasn't gettin' away that easy, so 'fore I strapped myself in for a bumpy ride, I grabbed a roll of duct tape so I could work on makin' my right hand serviceable with a gun - I basically taped my wrist so I couldn't move it, then taped the gun to my hand so all I had to do was aim and pull the trigger.
They sent a bomber after us. Soon as we got in atmo that bastard was firin' at us. By that time, the call'd gone out, and there was a bunch more browncoats runnin' around. It was chaos, everyone all over the place, tryin' to figure out what was goin' on. Eventually, everyone figured out we was under attack and started shootin' at the bomber. Guess we damaged him pretty bad, cuz he took off back to...wherever he came from.
And then, it was over. Everything was a flurry of tendin' to wounds and cussin' at the gorram 'lliance. Everybody was fine. Y'know, alive. I reckon I'mna be hurtin' for a good long while til I heal up. And looks like the weddin's gonna be off for a bit, til I get this gorram cast off my arm.
Interestin' development last night, though. Seems x0x0 went lookin' for trouble over in Washtown. She boarded an 'lliance boat parked there and started snoopin'. Not only did she get discovered and have to kill the men on board (not cryin' here), but she found somethin'... a photograph of me with the Lieutenant with a message talkin' 'bout needin' to acquire my genetic material for testin'. x0x0 thinks it's 'bout me seein' colors now and my eyes changin'. Begs the question, though - Did I get taken prisoner randomly cuz they wanted some kinda information, or did I get taken prisoner cuz of that picture? Seems like it was random bad luck, considerin' how I was treated, and how easy I got away, and I'm fair certain once the news't they had me in custody and escaped, if I didn't kill the two purplebellies, they'll prol'ly wish I had.
In any case, I reckon I'mna need to watch my step from here on out. Maybe I should ask Jayne if it's safe for me to be out in the wastes yet, cuz bein' scarce mightn't be such a rotten idea.
12.6.08
5.6.08
Bump.
Somethin' happened yesterday. Somethin' strange. Somethin' scary. Somethin' maybe life-alterin'. Don't reckon I'll ever be the same again.
Started in the bar. x0x0 showed up in a dress lookin' all beautiful and feminine, and she backed Neut into a corner askin' if he liked her. Bein' a man, he tried to wriggle his way out of it by avoidance or answerin' with questions. Sometimes, an "ain't that enough?" answer just don't cut it. She's been feelin' a might insecure lately, and I think she got tired of him bein' wishy washy, which I can understand, cuz I been there my own self. Sometimes ya just gotta have definites, cuz unsure's sure as hell don't help shape yer existence.
Anyway, she got upset and went to the shelter. I was on my way to my sewerpipe when I changed my mind and decided to go check on her, cuz sometimes, just knowin' someone cares 'nough to come after you to make sure you're okay makes things a little better. I think she'd been cryin'. She was layin' there, and I was sayin' some men're scared to admit their feelin's, and she stood up and looked at me and said, "Bump."
Now, I normally woulda passed it off as normal x0x0 bein' random behavior, cuz she does that lots, just sayin' somethin' outta the blue. But it caught my attention, cuz I'd heard Jayne say the same word the day b'fore. Not heard her in my head, neither. She actually spoke. Kinda freaked me out when she said it, cuz, y'know, Jayne don't speak. At all. But as the day went on, I forgot. 'Til x0x0 said it last night. So I repeated it as a question. "Bump?" Everything went black.
Next thing I knew, I was tryin' to bury my face in the floor, my head felt like there was an angry midget with a pickaxe tryin' to bust outta my skull, x0x0 was screamin' and cryin', and Chol was yellin' at her. Chol wanted her to get outta the shelter. I think he thought she'd hurt me. And I think he was afraid she'd hurt me more. I could hear panic in his voice. He told me I had to get up and go to with him to the medpav so he could figure out what happened to me.
I opened my eyes. It was unreal, the explosion of colors that assaulted me. It physically hurt my 'ntire body. Each person I saw had this brilliant... the closest I could come to describin' it is to say they looked like stars close up, just smaller, and different colors on each person. It scared the hell outta me. Thought my brain'd gone funny, like maybe I'd hit it. But the more I looked, the more I realized it was ethereal and everyone's I saw was unique.
Not sure what it's all 'bout. Amy thinks it's me bein' able to see peoples' auras. But the question is, did x0x0 do it to me, or was it just a coincidence? Maybe she opened my brain up and let somethin' in. Don't rightly know, and doubt I ever will. All I know's that it's hard to look at folks now. The colors are so vivid and bright, like full body halos, and it hurts my head. Maybe I'll get used to it. Hope I will. But for now, I'mna just wear sunglasses and try to avoid lookin' at anyone.
x0x0 wanted to leave. She felt horrible 'bout it, like it was her fault. I don't want her to go. She's as much a part of this place as I am. And it wasn't her fault, even if it was somethin' she did. It wasn't her intent. She's got a good heart, and that's what matters. I hope she stays 'round. I'll get through this one way or another, ain't like I'm maimed for life. My world view's just more dazzlin' than it was before.
Started in the bar. x0x0 showed up in a dress lookin' all beautiful and feminine, and she backed Neut into a corner askin' if he liked her. Bein' a man, he tried to wriggle his way out of it by avoidance or answerin' with questions. Sometimes, an "ain't that enough?" answer just don't cut it. She's been feelin' a might insecure lately, and I think she got tired of him bein' wishy washy, which I can understand, cuz I been there my own self. Sometimes ya just gotta have definites, cuz unsure's sure as hell don't help shape yer existence.
Anyway, she got upset and went to the shelter. I was on my way to my sewerpipe when I changed my mind and decided to go check on her, cuz sometimes, just knowin' someone cares 'nough to come after you to make sure you're okay makes things a little better. I think she'd been cryin'. She was layin' there, and I was sayin' some men're scared to admit their feelin's, and she stood up and looked at me and said, "Bump."
Now, I normally woulda passed it off as normal x0x0 bein' random behavior, cuz she does that lots, just sayin' somethin' outta the blue. But it caught my attention, cuz I'd heard Jayne say the same word the day b'fore. Not heard her in my head, neither. She actually spoke. Kinda freaked me out when she said it, cuz, y'know, Jayne don't speak. At all. But as the day went on, I forgot. 'Til x0x0 said it last night. So I repeated it as a question. "Bump?" Everything went black.
Next thing I knew, I was tryin' to bury my face in the floor, my head felt like there was an angry midget with a pickaxe tryin' to bust outta my skull, x0x0 was screamin' and cryin', and Chol was yellin' at her. Chol wanted her to get outta the shelter. I think he thought she'd hurt me. And I think he was afraid she'd hurt me more. I could hear panic in his voice. He told me I had to get up and go to with him to the medpav so he could figure out what happened to me.
I opened my eyes. It was unreal, the explosion of colors that assaulted me. It physically hurt my 'ntire body. Each person I saw had this brilliant... the closest I could come to describin' it is to say they looked like stars close up, just smaller, and different colors on each person. It scared the hell outta me. Thought my brain'd gone funny, like maybe I'd hit it. But the more I looked, the more I realized it was ethereal and everyone's I saw was unique.
Not sure what it's all 'bout. Amy thinks it's me bein' able to see peoples' auras. But the question is, did x0x0 do it to me, or was it just a coincidence? Maybe she opened my brain up and let somethin' in. Don't rightly know, and doubt I ever will. All I know's that it's hard to look at folks now. The colors are so vivid and bright, like full body halos, and it hurts my head. Maybe I'll get used to it. Hope I will. But for now, I'mna just wear sunglasses and try to avoid lookin' at anyone.
x0x0 wanted to leave. She felt horrible 'bout it, like it was her fault. I don't want her to go. She's as much a part of this place as I am. And it wasn't her fault, even if it was somethin' she did. It wasn't her intent. She's got a good heart, and that's what matters. I hope she stays 'round. I'll get through this one way or another, ain't like I'm maimed for life. My world view's just more dazzlin' than it was before.
4.6.08
2.6.08
Rovin' Thoughts
I keep hearin' reports from Downing. I feel wretched, cuz I'm too chickenshit to go help. Part of it's my history there and my desire for self-preservation kickin' in, but also, I cant' seem to stop thinkin' 'bout what x0x0 said 'bout Reavers and slaughter there. Is there really gonna be some kinda attack on Downin'? x0 said Amy'd make it back from there fine. Me and Chol, though, wouldn't. I know some people think she's crazy... but she's been right before. I trust her. Cuz I ain't willin' to stake my life on her bein' crazy, but also cuz I'm fairly certain she don't mean no harm - she's tryin' to help.
I think x0x0's sorta like me - she belongs here, but she don't feel like she fits in. I know the feelin' well, and it ain't no picnic. It's lonely as hell. 'ventually, you start wonderin' why you even bother showin' up. And then, there's the agitation, the need to constantly be anywhere but where you are at the moment. I've been like that recently. And I seen it in her. I wanna help her, I wanna reassure her... but I feel the same way, and ain't nothin' I heard so far's made me feel a damn bit different.
I been talkin' a lot lately with Neutrino. 'specially when I'm upset. He seems to sense it, then tracks me down when I storm off toward my sewage pipe. 's funny, I normally don't wanna be 'round anyone when I'm like that, cuz most folks don't understand that it's a process I gotta go through to get where I'm okay with things. But Neut seems to understand I gotta go through all that, and don't try and force me out of my funks. He just talks and relates. And it helps, by God. He's a real insightful man. And a real good friend. I wish I could return the favor to him somehow. I'd like to see him happy, and I suspect that's only gonna happen when him an' x0x0 finally stop bein' stubborn and skeptical and realize they're totally in love with eachother.
And speakin' of... The lieutenant invited me on his ship. Twice. I feel weird goin' there, bein' as that it's a gorram 'lliance ship - like somehow I'm turnin' traitor or somethin'. But I ain't. He knows I'm browncoat through and through, and he knows I wouldn't hesitate to shoot him 'f he ever did anything to harm anyone on my side. But, I can't even rightly say what's goin' on there. He acted like we was old friends, like we hadn't... Well, he was a gentleman, to say the least. And he told me he thought we shouldn't... how'd he put it? We should act like we don't really know eachother 'round other people, for both our protection. Seems to think people here'll start thinkin' I'm turnin' traitor, which, I don't see happenin', cuz everyone here knows I'm as brown as ya get. But I understand for his sake, cuz if the 'lliance sees he's makin' friends with Independents, it could cause lotsa trouble for him. So, I'll play along and act like I don't know him from Adam when there's other people 'round. I think it makes it easier for me 'f I refer to him as 'the lieutenant' than as his name. Makes him less... personable. Makes whatever's between us seem more formal and distanced. Which's maybe better for me anyway. 'Cuz I honestly don't see him leavin' the 'lliance. They got him partly brainwashed, and even though I know he wants to tell 'em to go get stuffed and settle down in some small, quiet town like Blackburne, but he won't never do it. I'm prol'ly foolin' myself thinkin' anything of him. But, well, I am.
He tried givin' me food yesterday. And vitamins. I told him I ain't been real hungry lately. Which's true. The nausea makes it hard to get a good appetite up. 'specially when my last few meals've come right back up. But I talked to Chol and Amy 'bout it, and Chol says it's more'n likely the radiation gettin' to me. They both said it'll pass as my body adapts to it. Hope I adapt quick, this feelin' like I got the plague ain't doin' wonders for my mood. But yeah, not so sure I'm comfortable takin' food from the lieutenant... Dunno why. Just feels weird. Wrong. Somethin'. Maybe it's just 'cuz it's 'lliance supplies.
Guess I should be gettin' off here and tryin' to find Amy. Looks to be a pretty low-key night, which's good. Hopefully nothin' nasty'll show up and wreck the relaxation. But if it does, we'll be ready to shoot it into a bullet-riddled, twitchin' pile of hamburger meat... 'cuz that's what we do.
I think x0x0's sorta like me - she belongs here, but she don't feel like she fits in. I know the feelin' well, and it ain't no picnic. It's lonely as hell. 'ventually, you start wonderin' why you even bother showin' up. And then, there's the agitation, the need to constantly be anywhere but where you are at the moment. I've been like that recently. And I seen it in her. I wanna help her, I wanna reassure her... but I feel the same way, and ain't nothin' I heard so far's made me feel a damn bit different.
I been talkin' a lot lately with Neutrino. 'specially when I'm upset. He seems to sense it, then tracks me down when I storm off toward my sewage pipe. 's funny, I normally don't wanna be 'round anyone when I'm like that, cuz most folks don't understand that it's a process I gotta go through to get where I'm okay with things. But Neut seems to understand I gotta go through all that, and don't try and force me out of my funks. He just talks and relates. And it helps, by God. He's a real insightful man. And a real good friend. I wish I could return the favor to him somehow. I'd like to see him happy, and I suspect that's only gonna happen when him an' x0x0 finally stop bein' stubborn and skeptical and realize they're totally in love with eachother.
And speakin' of... The lieutenant invited me on his ship. Twice. I feel weird goin' there, bein' as that it's a gorram 'lliance ship - like somehow I'm turnin' traitor or somethin'. But I ain't. He knows I'm browncoat through and through, and he knows I wouldn't hesitate to shoot him 'f he ever did anything to harm anyone on my side. But, I can't even rightly say what's goin' on there. He acted like we was old friends, like we hadn't... Well, he was a gentleman, to say the least. And he told me he thought we shouldn't... how'd he put it? We should act like we don't really know eachother 'round other people, for both our protection. Seems to think people here'll start thinkin' I'm turnin' traitor, which, I don't see happenin', cuz everyone here knows I'm as brown as ya get. But I understand for his sake, cuz if the 'lliance sees he's makin' friends with Independents, it could cause lotsa trouble for him. So, I'll play along and act like I don't know him from Adam when there's other people 'round. I think it makes it easier for me 'f I refer to him as 'the lieutenant' than as his name. Makes him less... personable. Makes whatever's between us seem more formal and distanced. Which's maybe better for me anyway. 'Cuz I honestly don't see him leavin' the 'lliance. They got him partly brainwashed, and even though I know he wants to tell 'em to go get stuffed and settle down in some small, quiet town like Blackburne, but he won't never do it. I'm prol'ly foolin' myself thinkin' anything of him. But, well, I am.
He tried givin' me food yesterday. And vitamins. I told him I ain't been real hungry lately. Which's true. The nausea makes it hard to get a good appetite up. 'specially when my last few meals've come right back up. But I talked to Chol and Amy 'bout it, and Chol says it's more'n likely the radiation gettin' to me. They both said it'll pass as my body adapts to it. Hope I adapt quick, this feelin' like I got the plague ain't doin' wonders for my mood. But yeah, not so sure I'm comfortable takin' food from the lieutenant... Dunno why. Just feels weird. Wrong. Somethin'. Maybe it's just 'cuz it's 'lliance supplies.
Guess I should be gettin' off here and tryin' to find Amy. Looks to be a pretty low-key night, which's good. Hopefully nothin' nasty'll show up and wreck the relaxation. But if it does, we'll be ready to shoot it into a bullet-riddled, twitchin' pile of hamburger meat... 'cuz that's what we do.
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