Weeks out in the Dead Zone, only to find nothing more than a few ruins. If traveling alone wasn't so numbing on the mind, perhaps I would have stayed out longer ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm going through this book trying to get a feel for all the crazy shit I got into here, and what the fuck I'm supposed to make of all you people. It's been slow, mostly because this thing has a ton of shit in it and little to no pictures, but I've learned a few things ( Read more... )

It's been days now, and it's just one absurdity after another. I've been away from home quite a bit over the past year, but this is still a considerable amount of culture shock ( Read more... )

[there's a voice, mature and confident.]

This is Princess Azula speaking.

I've read your book for long enough to figure out how it works, but I'm finding it makes for particularly boring reading. I would like this place explained, clearly and concisely, and without all the unnecessary drivel.

Go.

( Private )

( Azula )

[Azula]

[Grumbling growling something about foe yay bitching kicks something and then, with a sigh]

I swear to God, if you throw this in my face I will fucking murder you.

There's a way you can shut this whiny bitch down and hard, you know.

[/filter]

( Princess Azula )

Azula. Princess Azula ( Read more... )

[City Filter]

[and there's Azula, riding through town on her mongoose-dragon, prim and proper. Her journal's open in the saddlebag, mostly so she can keep track of what the hell people in the castle are up to, but she's got a filter on so people can't hear her.

And then some townsperson gets in her way.]

Out of my way, peasant.