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Holy shit…please don’t squish me…
Seemed like an ordinary day at The Eights really. Therion and I were watching the gate and joking around, it was a nice day, you know all things considered. In... -
That moment when your suposedly dead mother shows up wearing less than you…
OF ALL THE CRAZY SHIT TO HAPPEN, MINE AND AMY/SWEET’S MOM SHOWS UP!! We watched her walk out the door with our dad, months ago never to see or hear... -
A dream within the endless nightmare
I am hungry, thirsty, and angry most of the time. Supplies are getting low and I always make sure my sister gets everything first… most of the time. This time... -
The world is a dark, dark place… maybe more so with me in it.
The things I have learned since the world fell apart… Life will never be what it was back on the farm. Dead bodies, even walking ones, stink really... -
The Survival Diaries of Kit ohnira: 80th entry “blues on the air waves”
Date: 4/3/ Friday roughly 6pm, Sun is still out few clouds wished for more but oh well. Day 36 of the radio tower work project it’s been rather cold the... -
The line is so far behind me, it’s a dot.
I’ve taken great pride in taking care of the eights and it’s residents. It’s become something to focus on. Even helping people that I meet on the streets seems to... -
Out of the frying pan and into the fire…….
It has been so long since we have had to deal with humanity outside of me and Lee, at least humanity that we were expected to be a part... -
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The Brief Rise And Fall of Babydoll
She came from nothing, just a lowly NPC who cleaned up after the Madame and the whores at the Dollhouse. She had been there before them, even cleaning up... -
Breathing life back into dead things
People have disappeared without being seen again. Either by choice or not so much. Sugar and Mike, Serena and Jim..they’ve gone and they won’t come back, we can deal with...
