Who'd have thought
Sunflower had it in him, especially after I pumped all that lead into him? And with nothing but a knife! I am deeply, deeply ashamed. I've dishonored the memories of my ancestors. All because that
sniveling nerd distracted me when he ran off with the strange belt that Sunflower was wearing. Dammit! Who's going to bring
Roxie home now? I can see her, hear her singing those pathetic songs, and I know what
the bastards did to her. And I don't have any way of avenging my dear sister.
At least I finally got out of orientation. I swear, those lectures went on for what seemed like months. There were a few helpful hints, what
gods have dominion over what sections of hell, which
ones are likely to suck your brains out if you piss them off, fair use of the TV remote. Oddly, they let me keep my weapons, although one of the administrative people sort of snickered and said it wouldn't do me much good here.
*Sigh.*
Guess I should go meet the new neighbors. I have a reputation to build.