Mmm...so I've been playing BESM lately...my friend Nick started a new campaign and we're all psychic children born and raised in an underground lab. It's also our first Third Edition campaign. Prettty sweet. And oh shit, I forgot to get Fallout while I was over there last night. I suppose I'll survive. Other than that, not much has been going on...looking for a job, a condition that will hopefully be taken care of as soon as possible.
"It's during these particular cold nights that the nightmares get real bad; the white walls closing in on me, slowly getting splattered by blood. I awaken to the ignition of the furnace in my throat, raw from the screaming that I realized was my own."
"It's during these particular cold nights that the nightmares get real bad; the white walls closing in on me, slowly getting splattered by blood. I awaken to the ignition of the furnace in my throat, raw from the screaming that I realized was my own."
good luck on the job search. interesting prose there...your own?