So many people coming and going, you people are damn hard to keep up with.

How's everybody? I figured there'd be some giant problem by now, but I guess you can't win em' all.  

Merry slightly late Christmas. Don't do anything stupid.

Hotel occupants, I'm headed your way. I'm bringing some decent supplies, and whatever bed-ware I can find around the bar. A snow storm isn't going to stop me, just try to hang on.

The powers gone in the hotel- weird stuff, must be bloody cold in there, too. Can anyone in there still read this? Everyone, uh, alive?

I'm considering bashing my way in, but I'll wait for now.

There's a few things I've picked up on recently.

Firstly- people are gettin' a little out of control. A few more deaths here and there, and a few murders now and then. That's gotta stop, seriously.

Secondly- If you get some weird thing in the mail, especially food and cosmetics, don't use em'. You don't know where's it's been.

I'm still alive. I'm bothering everyone, smashing a couple of faces...

I also hear a few people want to know a bit about me- so, I'll answer any question within moral boundaries, here and now.

I had a few doubters saying I'd run off again. Well they can shove it, because I ain't shifting any time soon.

Onto other things... People are complaining about all the weather, and other angsty problems they might have. Cut that shit out.

All this weird crap is happening- anyone else notice the big mansion that's popped up in the residential area? It's near to the bar, so I'll probably go and check it out later.

Hn- even though people are leaving, we're getting more people arriving. Pretty coincidental, if you ask me.

Are jackasses. It's annoying, people dropping out of existence here and there- what's up with that?

It was never so fast before... maybe something's happening?

Though I don't mind who I end up with, whoever I am paired with, you'd better be able to hold your own, cause' I'm not helping you if you can't.