Setting Up
Something about this place disturbs me greatly. Perhaps it's no presence of the UG, or the deserted city that I now supposedly live in. I refuse to accept that my reality is destroyed.
I am well aware of the presence of other realities, that fact doesn't disturb me. But the ones that I am well aware of are crafted so as not to break, thereby losing all components of the Soul. I also refuse to accept that these places were destroyed without Our knowledge. There's more investigation to be done. I've narrowed down the original search point to the Empire State Building, most specifically the floors in which we appeared.
Hah. Now where's Josh when ya need him?
Think I've found a good place to set up shop, but there's a hell of a lot of renovating to do. No lace doilies for my cafe, thank you. But I hate peeling wallpaper by myself and treating the walls, so I got a help wanted sign out. You help, I pay in good coffee and food. No savior can replicate the taste of a very well-made cup.
I am well aware of the presence of other realities, that fact doesn't disturb me. But the ones that I am well aware of are crafted so as not to break, thereby losing all components of the Soul. I also refuse to accept that these places were destroyed without Our knowledge. There's more investigation to be done. I've narrowed down the original search point to the Empire State Building, most specifically the floors in which we appeared.
Hah. Now where's Josh when ya need him?
Think I've found a good place to set up shop, but there's a hell of a lot of renovating to do. No lace doilies for my cafe, thank you. But I hate peeling wallpaper by myself and treating the walls, so I got a help wanted sign out. You help, I pay in good coffee and food. No savior can replicate the taste of a very well-made cup.