I need a shower.... so bad... v_v
After spending over a day in a hole (thanks SO much Stephen-san) and then searching for Mugetsu...
I just feel dirty... and gross.... AND WHY THE HELL DOES THE OTHER WILDLIFE ALWAYS FOLLOW ME AROUND?!
YOU'D THINK SEEING GHOSTS WAS BAD ENOUGH! BUT NOOOOOO THE STUPID ANIMALS HAVE TO TRY AND EAT ME TOO.
I hate this stupid Island! WHY WAS I THE ONLY ONE THAT DIDN'T GO HOME?!! THIS IS SO UNFAIR! I DEMAND COMPENSATION FOR MY PAIN!
THIS IS WORSE THAN WORKING FOR YUUKO-SAN!

Ah... but at least I found Mugetsu. Even if it took me hours to talk him into coming home...
And at least I have my skillet back... even if I had to pay for something that was rightfully mine in the first place.
I have this sudden urge to be greedy with it and never cook for anyone again. Hmph.
Then... I guess they could just cook things themselves... and I'd probably miss working in the kitchen...damn.

I guess there is a bright side.. I won't have to move cabins for a while, since I've been staying in Dogwood anyhow...
But what is this bogus game? Build a jet pack?! I don't know the first thing about making something like that!
I also hear my partner is violent.... this isn't going to be another Kronos episode.... is it.......? ;~;
The last few days have been... frustrating. I spent more time than I would have liked glued to the chair I was suppose to be working on. WHEN I CATCH YOU, YOU LITTLE BON-BON, I'M GOING TO SHOVE YOU IN THE DRESSER AND LOCK IT! We had been doing so well, too. I thought we were getting along.. but Kronos obviously has worse temper issues than I originally thought. When I accidentally tripped over him he decided to glue my pant leg to our chair. You do realize that in my attempt to free myself I had no choice but to destroy half of the chair? Now we have to fix it.

Oddly, I've been feeling a little lethargic... I wonder if Dolly-san's scary friend is around... or maybe Chacha fed me something bad again. She did offer me some of her dinner the other night when Kronos dumped my meal over my head in revenge for tying him up. It is a little weird to see Chacha.... as she ...he?... oh never mind. At least I missed out on all the horror that apparently occurred... I guess being glued to a chair had its advantages.

Also, Ryuuichi, while it is flattering you decided to paint my cabin as well... might you refrain from including me in everything you and Kenshin do? He's kind of clung onto you like a safety net it seems, Kenshin... maybe you could give him to Gin for babysitting? At least anything he puts in that mans mind you won't have to worry too much about. He's not an impressionable six year old, after all. Even if he acts like one.
Ahhh, I haven't been up this early in a while. It feels good to watch the sun rise and feel the heat on my face... AND IF YOU DON'T QUIT YOUR BLASTED YELLING I'M GOING TO DO MORE THAN TIE YOU FROM THE CEILING, KRONOS! I won't hesitate to gag you! I know you said I should be careful, Kenshin... but there are only so many death threats a person can stand before they crack. Besides, he was trying to use the glue gun to stick card board to my face! I'M NOT THE BASE FOR YOUR SATANIC CHAIR, YOU PRICK! At least we know he can't hurt anyone now. Does anyone have any duct tape? His dirty mouth is really something Chacha shouldn't have to hear.

or if anyone has a bat, we can beat him like a pinata.
I am sure some of you are aware that I have been acting out of sorts for the past couple of days.  I mentally backtracked, and found that the time that I was… mentally incapacitated… began when I put on that tunic.  I wasn’t aware that this so-called princess is capable of such deviousness.  It was a misstep to trust in appearances.  That PUU-pity PUU-ping piece of PUU shall pay! 

It is difficult to type with these paws.  What kind of sorcery is this?

Oh, and Kyoko, Gin, Nanami—your days are numbered!  Do not think you can tie me up, humiliate me in such a fashion, and go unscathed!

And the rest of you!  In regards to the past several days, if you value your life, YOU SAW NOTHING.  YOU HEARD NOTHING.

Now to silence the screaming stick-boy. 

 

WAh, Wha, uuhhh? WHAT THE HELL IS MOKONA DOING ON THE ISLAND?! IS THIS SOME KIND OF SICK JOKE, YUKO? ARE YOU LAUGHING AT MY PANIC? DID YOU HAVE TO SEND HIM OF ALL THINGS?! Even Maro and Moro would be easier to deal with. GAHHH!! My life is so unfair!!

... how did I end up in a different cabin? Where's Chacha and that annoying man Gin?
Ohhh.... that was quite a fall, wasn't it Kuma-chan?! I've never blacked out before. Even when K crashed our car into that wall in front of NG. You remember that? It was cool!

Wow! There's so many trees and birds... and AH! Is that a pony? HI LITTLE PONY! DO YOU WANT TO BE MY FRIEND?! I'LL GIVE YOU SUGAR CUBES AND LOVE EVERYDAY! Awww... it ran away... it doesn't like us anymore... lets go find some new friends, Kuma!

We can pretend like we are on a deserted island until K comes for us! Let's go find the ocean and play pirates! I'll be captain McMuffin and you will be ScurvyLops! We will pillage the open seas and steal everyone's booty! Rawr! HEE! This is such fun!

Do you hear the ocean, Kuma? I hear something.. let's go investigate! Hee, look at that, I used a big word! Investigate! I used it again! Isn't that great, Kuma-chan? Now we're off to find that sound! It's in that tree over there. I'm going to set you down to take a little look, okay Kuma? Oh! Don't cry! I'll only leave you for a minute! I promise! You'll never know I was gone! Okay? I'll give you all the candy you want when K comes, so don't cry! I'm going to go climb the tree now. You stay there and keep watch.






WHA! NOOO! The monkey stole Kuma! Get back here you stupid juju! Bring back Mr. Scurvylops now, or I'll eat you for supper!
Today was really interesting.

I had to change my clothes.  Becuz I fell down a cliff and met see ponies and my jacket got all dirty.  The new jacket is made with very strong stuff.  And it’s so pretty and gold.  Thank you red haired sewing lady!

I tried to find the island person so they can tell me how to get off the island.  But I got reaaaaaaaaaaaaally lost.

The forest was really dark and really scary.  I saw a boat in a tree.  It was weird.  I slept in the boat in the tree.  And I met a coyote.  I thot the coyote was cuddly.  Its not cuddly.  The coyote tried to EAT me!  In conclusion I didn’t have fun in the forest.

I’m up past my bedtime.  I’m going to sleep now.

The End.

I see some of you have enjoyed your venture into attempted mass-murder, cross-dressing, bondage, and hypothetical polygamy.  How I wish I was there to witness the havoc!

 Instead, I have resided in a cave for the past five days.  Believing that both the narcolepsy and laughing fits were gone, and I saw no harm in continuing my search for the Island.  Perhaps scaling the cliffs so soon after my recovery from the laughing fits was a misstep.  I woke at the mouth of a cave to someone singing, or to be more precise, somethings singing.  Gaudy pastel sea horses.

 I soon learned that every time a living thing falls into the water at this section of the cliffs, they rescue it while singing a song for an excruciating minute and a half, telling it to “count upon the sea ponies.”  I present you with a recording of this monstrosity.  Yesterday, a tribe of lemmings arrived at the edge of the cliff.  Are you aware how maddening it is to endure that song EVERY time those heinous rodents push one of their own off the precipice?!  


Trying to kill them has proven fruitless without a weapon sufficient for the task.  When I dispatch one of these blasted creatures with a rock, there are two to replace their fallen comrade.  I once grabbed one and threatened to use as a human… pony-fish?... shield in order to gain leave.  Again, numbers proved the victor, and I was “rescued” and again treated to the Sea Pony Song.  I trust that the sea pony population isn’t inexhaustible, but killing them one by one has become tedious for the moment.  No, the best recourse is to leave, and I will later exterminate them all at my leisure.

However, every time I try to leave, some force of nature prevents me from escaping.  I began to climb back up the cliff, only to have a rockslide hinder my ascent.  Even the rockslide right over their cove did not exterminate them!  When I try to swim to another portion of the island, the pastel monstrosities block my way.  On the other hand, I was able to steal one of the oars they use as props in their musical number.

At last, they are asleep.  I can finally make my escape.

Oh, and Island, you can take your beef jerky and shove it up your arse!

Teehee ♥ This is quite fun. I am so very glad there are this many people on the island that  I can devour. It should makes things tons of fun. This kid has so much built up rage and energy, it is just so glamorous! I wanted to cut everyone's hearts out so very painfully with a sharpened broom handle, but this stupid boy did not have enough money to buy a knife from the shop-keeper. Alas, I am stuck with this workmans hammer. Oh well! ♥ I bet pounding people will be so much more fun! I can even use the forked end to rip open their chests! Oh yay! I am off to find them all now! This body is so easy to control, and smells delicious. I wonder if I can cut my own heart out in the end? Joy! Oh, yes, I told that little virgin girl I would sing and let her know I was coming!

One, two, sissy's coming for you! Three, four, better lock your door! ♥ kukukukukukuuuu
I'm still not feeling very well. I wonder if I have a cold. I have no other symptoms besides being really tired though. Maybe I over did myself somehow. I don't know. There was a lot of noise in the cabin tonight... I was too exhausted to turn around and see what was going on. AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHA*UHKAJND I'm so tired of all this laughing!! It's coming in fewer intervals than before but it has begun to hurt. It isn't helping at all! I wonder where Dolly-san and his friend are... my bed is empty for on----

I thought I ought to thank you for the new clothing, Giselle, but the cockroaches standin’ guard outside our cabin won’t let me pass no matter how many I squish.  Anyhow, a couple coyotes ended up nabbin’ the outfit and gosh darn, no matter how hard I look, I just can’t find it.  They probably burned buried it somewhere.  I guess I’ll just have ta wash what I got on.

I was able ta meet up with the newbie Kronos and we began gatherin’ ingredients for our special food item due later today.  Thanks for the tips, Kiryuu, we were able to put them ta good use with the help of some of Giselle’s ‘friends’.  Please don’t mind the gophers if they’re actin’ a bit stranger than usual, I’m sure the effects’ll wear off eventually.  We just wanted to make sure we was usin’ the best ingredients around the island for ya’ll.

I also had quite a bit of fun with Kurapika the other day.  We should really do it again sometime soon~!  <3

After floating for days—weeks--it’s difficult to tell from the salt water-induced delirium--I woke on a beach with barnacles attached to places they shouldn’t.  Once I had my bearings, I began to explore the coast.  I quickly found a rowboat.  It appeared to be in impeccable condition.

 Before I could examine the boat, a huge tidal wave hit me and washed me off to sea.  When the current carried me a few hundred metres, I heard a voice say “nuh-uh-uh,” as though admonishing a child.  Not two seconds later, I hit… nothing.  An invisible barrier of sorts.  Suddenly, I heard a tune… two notes repeating over and over again.  I saw a dorsal fin head directly towards me.  As the shark neared the boat, the music became louder and louder.  Then, large jaws clamped around my torso.

 The fight wasn’t long.  I tore out part of its gills.  However, I lost consciousness before I could watch it bleed to death.

 When I woke again, I was back on shore.  I saw that somebody left an unlabelled backpack with a portable computer, a flashlight, and a canteen.  I turned on the computer to see who owned it.  Then, I would find the owner and make him tell me how to leave this place.  I was surprised to find the items were for me.

 According to the computer, I am to help a group of people make a meal out of a swan’s egg?  What tripe is this?  For starters, who is this “Island” and how does he know my name?  Perhaps he’s one of those Watchers that the traitor told me about, but they are only glorified peeping toms.  Watchers can’t be capable of spontaneous tsunamis, invisible barriers and musical sharks…

 

 …and a telephone pole-sized statue with an erection equal in size to its height.  I have never seen a tribe that used a method like this for deforestation.

 Anyway, I will find you, “Island,” and for your sake, you had better tell me how to return to Seacover!  If you do, you will only die for your previous efforntery.  I have places to go and a certain person to decapitate.  Revenge waits for no one!

Profile

livingisland: (Default)
Living Island

February 2013

S M T W T F S
     12
345678 9
1011 1213141516
17181920212223
2425262728  

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 22nd, 2017 12:36 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios