Feb 12, 2005 17:20
Fneh on the big shit. I'm getting low on cash. Damn, not good. not good at all. I need to get more information and sell it. Hell, maybe I should just start making up lies. Not like I aint done that ever before. I don't really care if anyone gets hurt. 'S long as I get my money, it's all dandy with me. Whatever works right? But there's not much money to be made with the goody goodies these days.
Not since they took over that stupid lawfirm. I used to make good money from that dude, Pryce. Especially after he started his own firm. Then I could work two ways. Heh. Troggle of money from that Angel fool and sell stuff to Pryce. I got him the info on where to get those really cool weapons. Could've done with him going all Wolverine on me while trying them out. Sheesh already. Moron, nearly shit my pants when he did that.
Wonder why he went back and took over that firm with former friends. Friends now I guess. Whatever, I don't care. I just need to get in touch with him again. Worm my way back in as a snitch. Hey, never look down at the snitches in the world. It's a hard job. You need to play both sides and remember whom you told what and why. Luckily I make notes of that. Make a mistake like that once and you never forget. Nopsee.
Well, I'll get back in there. No problem, I just worm my way back in. Tempt them with some information that seems very important. Maybe about that end of the world thingy for 2040, yeah they could beat that and all. Make the world a better place for all of us to live in and all that capola. Fuck that, I'll just make something up and get back into the bizz. Need the money to pay off those debts. I don't really fancy the idea of having my head on a stick. Or anywhere else that's not my neck actually. Yeah, I'll do that. Make something up.
Whatever.