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Friday, 18 February 2011


Okay. Uhm. Sweetie, Leelee?

Uhm. Do you know anyone within $20 distance from a Massachusetts bus stop in the bell-end of no-where?

And just what did you mean about "Where Were We Reach?"

I remember...a black man...dreads...I think...I think I was gagged? Or bound? Or both?

I can't remember....

But he was rather nice-looking...

I can't remember anything past London....

How the hell did I get to America?


  1. Im the kid with the beard in the back of the bus to Boston that just pulled up who gave you the money. You can trust me.

    Where do you wanna go? You can catch a Bus Plane or Train from Boston to anywhere else.

  2. Daisee, isn't it?

    You can trust me. I'll be waiting at the North Carolina bus stop tomorrow. And the day after, if needed. I'll be wearing a dark gray jacket, and a toboggan this is more colors than I'd care to describe on here. I haven't shaved in a while, and I don't intend to until we've met. My name is Zach. My father may or may not be with me; tall, very built man, dark hair that he dyes pretty frequently, not nearly as scruffy as me.

    We'll take care of you. We'll make sure no one grabs you again. We'll keep you safe, well-fed, and entertained. Right now, you won't find a safer place in the world.

  3. Welcome to America Daisee. You and Your Daughter are going to DIE Here. But do try to have a pleasant stay.

  4. You're a chipper one, aren't you, Morningstar?


  5. Uhm. Thanks...Slice? I think Leelee said something about you had a Plasterthing? She was comparing it to Morph...

    Bravethestorm, uh. I, uh, I'm not sure as to whether or not that's a good idea. I'll have to ask Leelee who you are before I make any decisions. But thank you if you're genuine.

    Morningstar. I may be bewildered and in a new country but you're not the kind of person that threatens me. You're a set of words on a screen.

  6. I fully understand. As I said, I'll be waiting. There will be no pressure whatsoever. But, if you are in need of a place to stay, and someone to talk to, I'm happy to offer my services. If of luck to you. But I've got a warm bed, warm food, a fireplace(though God only knows when last we used it), and I've got at least a Minor in psychology. I can't even imagine how traumatic all of this is, but I think right know I'm in a small minority that would actually listen.

  7. The part of me that I still consider the humane part is glad you're still alive, ma'am. The rest of me wants to buy you a drink because of what you've pulled off.

    Should you prove that Bravethestorm isn't completely nuts, I'll be offering my services as well. He can offer you a warm place to sleep, food, I can offer to show you American hospitality at it's finest.

    I will also agree to take you to Ava. ASAP.

  8. Glad you're finally okay, Daisee. I'd offer help, but I'm far from the east coast, and it looks like you already have more than a few people willing to look out for you. Good luck with everything.