Angel Grove Net

I love still being able to swim and surf....but a small part of me misses Ali. Even if I know she never felt the same way I did.

And she's a psychpath. What's wrong with me that I have feelings for a psychpath that tried to kill me and my friends and ruin our lives? Besides the fact that I was disowned so many times I don't trust my family at all anymore.

You must understand, first, that this world is rather strange at its core in order to accept the things that are happening to me. Oddly enough, it is not the first time a priest has intervened to test or show me things I haven’t noticed. If in fact, it was a priest at all, and not...

There are some things best kept to those who have seen them I suppose. But through some god’s intervention, I am here, drawing breath, and home is vastly far behind me, along with Alexandria’s library, my fledgelings, and the Ptolemy line. Not all of those are bad, and I suppose much of my life I’ve traveled through Egypt, so why should a new challenge come to haunt me? I have young brothers and sisters in my creed here too, so perhaps... if nothing else, there is a new beginning to embrace, as when I renounced my medjay’s badge for something greater.

Only, I must ask one thing. Was there perhaps a woman found amongst the tomb that I was taken from, or mention of one? Or a hawk preserved as well? I’d much like to know where the centuries have taken those I once held dear who must now walk in the duat.

And may I speak with you, who brought me back here? I have...questions, let’s say.

Could I trouble someone with a very specific wine run? Something about being removed from here if my roommate/“guardian” has any knowledge of it. I’m missing home and need a glass of the local variety.

When somebody whinges and mopes instead of getting over there shite like normal people normal people obviously dont want to have to deal with them right? I mean real stuff like soldiers or asaults and things we need to take seriously but other stuff like a minor injury or something thats mostly fixed?

there's a point you have to deal with it right? And get beter or shut the fuck up eh no?

not that you can say it to people without sounding judgey or something, but...

((OOC: To clarify, Aed's talking about trying to deal with his own problems but doing the vague "asking for a friend" thing. He's cool with all of you))

I'm Gene Belcher. Kidnapping is against the law. What's going on?

Tina? Louise? Mom? Dad?

But I can't finish Carry On, Simon without my laptop!

I don't know what I'm doing here, but who can point me in the direction of the nearest strip club? Male strip club that is.

So, been laying low for a month now. Met someone. Figured I might as well see if my family is here. I remember stories from my brother Ben about how he went back and forth.