The First Entry...
They tell me I used Green as my last name...apparently an homage to who I once was...my avatar. Beyond this all I have is heresay...I don't truly know who I am. I can't connect the points between who I was and who I am now...the few things I've heard and learned about me...is that honestly...I'm glad I don't know who I was. Its like that person was someone else...I'm new. But yet...there are a few who are angry with me...and I understand that because I am that person...but...its all very confusing to me. That I can understand how to bend reality, and that it is in fact reality bending and not my sanity...seems inconceivable but I can't remember who I am...or who I was.
They say I went to the Djinn...which would seem outlandish save for the fact that one of them lives here in the manor and apparently is some kind servant, to have this done. Its weird to know nearly every form of supernatural...and not know myself. I don't know if this is permanent...part of me...the part thats heard very little in the way of good things about myself, hopes that it is. And then the Red thing...I don't know what I thought I was going to do...but I feel like I owe so many people apologies...for things I don't understand that I have done.
So I'm trapped as someone I don't know...with guilt for things I did but didn't do...yeah...strange...everything is very very strange. I believe to some degree that I fucked up...or was about to fuck up. Maybe this was the only way...the only way I could survive...part of me is afraid to know what could drive me...or anyone so far that they would wipe all of who they were. What was so bad? Could I stand it to know?
Okay so then I find out I own nothing in any color except for black...well there is a white leather trenchcoat...but no...not feeling it. But the boots are nice...and do I own anything but t-shirts?? And my hair is not a fashion statement...but I fixed that. A little shorter and now I don't look like a bad attempt at a comic book character, and I'm thinking some of this money I stole...no, don't like that word...acquired from some large individuals called the 'Get'can go towards some new clothes, definitely the agenda for the next few days or so...somehow I've got to fit back into my life...since its all I've got. Maybe make a new one while I'm at it...
So...no big deal...order of the day...make myself useful...and more importantly fix breaches made...and amends if possible. Some point I'm supposed to meet with Red...and I'm not sure that was wise on my behalf...but maybe I can fix things with the people 'Green' has fucked over and under.
Speaking of fucking...god...I hope no expects me to keep living that sort of life. Cuz apparently I fucked alot of people...and I feel dirty, like a revolving door in a whore house.
Well enough of this...guess I've started and the rest I'll figure out as I go.
They say I went to the Djinn...which would seem outlandish save for the fact that one of them lives here in the manor and apparently is some kind servant, to have this done. Its weird to know nearly every form of supernatural...and not know myself. I don't know if this is permanent...part of me...the part thats heard very little in the way of good things about myself, hopes that it is. And then the Red thing...I don't know what I thought I was going to do...but I feel like I owe so many people apologies...for things I don't understand that I have done.
So I'm trapped as someone I don't know...with guilt for things I did but didn't do...yeah...strange...everything is very very strange. I believe to some degree that I fucked up...or was about to fuck up. Maybe this was the only way...the only way I could survive...part of me is afraid to know what could drive me...or anyone so far that they would wipe all of who they were. What was so bad? Could I stand it to know?
Okay so then I find out I own nothing in any color except for black...well there is a white leather trenchcoat...but no...not feeling it. But the boots are nice...and do I own anything but t-shirts?? And my hair is not a fashion statement...but I fixed that. A little shorter and now I don't look like a bad attempt at a comic book character, and I'm thinking some of this money I stole...no, don't like that word...acquired from some large individuals called the 'Get'can go towards some new clothes, definitely the agenda for the next few days or so...somehow I've got to fit back into my life...since its all I've got. Maybe make a new one while I'm at it...
So...no big deal...order of the day...make myself useful...and more importantly fix breaches made...and amends if possible. Some point I'm supposed to meet with Red...and I'm not sure that was wise on my behalf...but maybe I can fix things with the people 'Green' has fucked over and under.
Speaking of fucking...god...I hope no expects me to keep living that sort of life. Cuz apparently I fucked alot of people...and I feel dirty, like a revolving door in a whore house.
Well enough of this...guess I've started and the rest I'll figure out as I go.