Welcome, Skyler 'Artful Dodger' Gant!

The cold Babbage air seemed like a cruel welcome to the mysterious long, blonde haired, Crispin as he once more ventured into the streets of New Babbage, his long hair tied into a pony tail with the black, filthy, ribbon. He sighed, his breath clearly visible, as he made his way back to the place Gil was staying at, another note clutched in his left hand, his eyes focused on the clock above city hall, his eyes aglow with awe, with interest, with admiration. He longed to meet the man he now knew… Continue

((I'm bored, so I decided to tell a story from the eyes of the Urchin that delivered the note of Skyler's to Gil...enjoy.))

A mysterious child appears in New Babbage, one who has long, flowing, blonde hair tied into a pony tail with a piece of black, filthy, ribbon. His clothes are tattered and it looks as if he’s been walking miles, a note clutched in his filthy left hand. His shoes are nothing more than pieces of material with holes in it and a rubber sole on the bottom. The child looks no ol… Continue

Dear Gil or Vivi or anyone I know tha’ gets this first,

I don’ even know where I am, or ‘ow I go’ ‘ere. I…’member getting’ up off th’ circle couch thing at Underby’s an’ ‘eadin’ to th’ Gangplank to get me some Rum… you know, like I do every bloody day, even when not at Underby’s. Anyway… I never made it… I…go’ smacked upside th’ ‘ead an’ got knocked out. I woke in a dark cell, th’ only light comin’ from th’ moon outside me window, which was ‘igh above me an’ barred. I couldn’ squeeze thorough i… Continue

I'm just going to take a break for awhile from SL. Seems things on SL are getting a bit stressful and... frankly... I've got enough of that in RL. Don't get me wrong, I'm not leaving SL permanently, I will log in for a few minutes to chat with people, see how things are doing, but for now... I just honestly need to take a break for awhile. I don't take sides, to let people here know. Mara, Softpaw, and anyone else leaving will be surely missed by me *Of course I will visit Steelhead because, wel… Continue

((Private journal entry but feel free to comment.))

Journal Entry
6th, November 188X

Cor, well ain’t this wonderful? Like a poor man finding gold and blowing it all on booze, this is. I got kidnapped alongside Red, we’re idiots for thinking he was going to take us to Will and let us save him. That’s like saying “If you close your eyes and believe, your wishes will come true.” It doesn’t happen exactly how you want it, I reckon. He plopped us both in a… Continue