Jun 20, 2009 00:27
"Netherworld City is a dangerous place. You could get in real trouble there."
That's what they tell country kids when they want to go to the big city these days. They're right too, there's some scary people in this town.
Scary people like me.
I'm Gilgamesh Wulfenbach. They try giving me nicknames, but they generally don't stick. It's hard to stick anything on anyone when your guts are splattered on the wall or your bleeding into a gutter. You'd think someone like me might not care about things like that, but hey, reputation is important in my line of work.
My line of work you ask? I like to think of myself as an "independent researcher". But let's be honest, really. I've got fingers in every pie in town, no one does anything in this town without me finding out about it, and when I say "jump", people don't even ask how high, they just start going up until I tell them to come back down. There's more to power than how much you can bench press, after all.
There was one thing I was missing though. I needed the windup key. It was the last component to my GIANT MECHANICAL DOOM FROG!!!
Okay my loyal friends, Cirno is taking way too long in finding me a key. I think it is time we make it clear to her that there is a tad bit of urgency to this job, capice?
[[Calling all muscle, respond here to be loyal goons and mooks.]]