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Apr 30, 2006 12:56

Well, another day, another new batch of the damned. Hi, kids, you can't go home. Glad that's out of the way.

You've probably already noticed that weird shit is all part of our daily routine here. You probably think we're all insane for saying, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it, it's an adaptation thing". And hey, we probably are a little insane; some've us have been here a helluva long time, after all. But it's true, you will get used to it. Either that or suffer a mental breakdown, but we have some real nice doctors who can help with that.

Anyway, I'm Wolfwood, one of the counsellors. I teach the guns. I can also do priest things of the Catholic persuasion, if you want it, but usually no one does. Better at the guns, anyway. And no, I am not normally a small dog with sunglasses. Normally I'm a tall man with sunglasses. With a big cross.

So why introduce myself like this, you wonder? Hell, I don't see why not, and I'm quite possibly better looking this way. Might as well take advantage of that.

((OOC EDIT: Yeah, changed back now because it's the end of MY weekend. And I have no attention span. But if you still want to talk to him as a dog, we can bend time.))
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