oo1. Fun times, huh?
Interesting. I lost contact with my angelic job-finder, Marie, about a week ago - just about the time the world went to crap. People have been saying that it's because of God's Will (the computer mainframe system that supposedly watches over everyone, basically making prisoners of us all), but nothing has come up about how I can get back to my world at all. I'm lost... but I'm not exactly short on shine. The last job I had was for a GinoTech cartel guy who wanted me to "silence" one of his business cohorts... who was threatening to sell weapons technology to their rival. Heh, heh... what a maroon! The macabre painting I made with his blood left a clear message to anyone else who wanted to up one on GinoTech - not that I care... the pay is good, and my lust for the sight of blood is sated.
But eventually this is going to run out.... the money, and my satiated bloodlust...
And Karasu... how come you're not putting yourself on the street? Oh, I get it... you lost all your 'favorite clients', and you're afraid of all these freaks.
No, I'm not! Well, partially the reason is, we need to make contacts that we can trust before I'm willing to put myself on the line. I know you said you'd take care of me...
You don't trust me anymore?
Things have changed. The world we know is gone. We don't know the rules of this one, or any other worlds out there... But what I'm afraid of is that you'll get us in trouble. I don't want us to get thrown in jail. I'm not gonna turn jail bait for some 'shower buddy'. >_> That's just not right.
Don't worry. Just as long as I have something to shoot at. Doesn't necessarily have to be humans. Maybe those freaky bird things that have been running around...