Chapter 2. I lived on the outskirts of town

[bloody_pens]

Time to start earning my keep around this place. I'm going to be making journals. I figure if I plan to eventually start writing, knowing how to MAKE books is a step in the right direction

Comments

[man_genius]

Woah wait, how did you get a job so fast?! I wanna see your resume!

Really? Aww Man-twin, I dunno what to say. I'm flattered. Since apparently I'm still a leech on society, I'll take it!

[bloody_pens]

I went looking, of course. I totally didn't want to get kicked out of Temporary Housing.

Hey, I don't need a resume. I am already qualified for anything by virtue of being handsome, witty and charming.

[man_genius]

I don't see the point of that rule. There's tons of people in temporary housing. What are they gonna kick all of them out? What then? Massive influx of homeless into the Tree?

Ha who'd you trick into believing that?

[bloody_pens]

Hmm, quite true. I imagine that it'll clear out pretty fast once all of the fire damage is repaired, though, and then I'd be caught STILL THERE after being told I had three weeks, and then I'd be on my butt with noplace to go and nowhere to people-watch indoors.

Trick? Who's being tricked? I AM handsome, witty and charming. Also quite humble.

[man_genius]

All these rules, they're making me feel oogy. How do we know there's a viable force to impose them?

Right. I guess you are good looking for an old guy.

[bloody_pens]

... OH YOU DID NOT JUST GO THERE.

[man_genius]

loooool

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT OLD MAN?!

[bloody_pens]

THROW DOWN.

I WILL FUCKING END YOU.

[man_genius]

IN A WORLD WHERE NO ONE REMEMBERS THEIR NAME, TWO MEN WILL MEET ON THE FIELD OF BATTLE.

ONE YOUNG AND ONE VERY OLD!

Gotta imagine this in that deep voice ya know? When you go to the movies?

[bloody_pens]

Ohhh, I know precisely what you mean. I am prepped for an epic battle of wits, my good man-twin.

[man_genius]

Oh no are you gonna metaphor me to death?