War Is Coming Communications.

So, what with all the crazy going on right about now, anyone else up for a fucking drink? I know I am.

Some fat fuck just walked up to me gushing about how amazing my show is. I can't believe I'm a fucking television character. And a book character, but from what I gather she's a far cry from who I am.

I have a show and I'm not even the main fucking character Is this common here? How much am I going to have to glamour these idiots?

If there were another bar here that catered to those of us that aren't exactly human would any of you go there?

I seem to have settled well. I have signed up for school and there is a possibility I will be able to do some training there. Although that is far from enough, of course, I need a lot more practice than that and my schedule is still far too free.

I was advised against looking up this TV show, Glee, where I'm supposed to be from. But I have looked up this actress who has my face. At least she seems talented enough and she has a very short Broadway career (unlike how mine will be). I need to find out more about her, but that is not my focus at the moment.

For now, I'm looking for productions that may be casting, or people interested in starting one. I can do most of everything that is required for a production, but I will need people to work for me because although I am perfectly capable of giving everyone direction, I can't do it all myself.

So first off, has anyone seen a big guy in a suit of armor running around? He’s kind of hard to miss.

And secondly?

WHOEVER IS RESPONSIBLE FOR DRAGGING ME HERE, YOU BETTER HIDE, YOU BASTARD!!! I’M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS SO DAMN HARD! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU’RE MESSING WITH, DAMMIT! I’M GONNA SHOVE MY FIST SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROAT, YOU’LL HAVE TO STICK YOUR TOOTHBRUSH UP YOUR ASS TO BRUSH YOUR DAMNED TEETH!

Why the fuck am I in fucking Kansas? I have shit to do and no god damn time for this bullshit!

And why the fuck can't I reach Ginger's phone?

Fucking Sookie, what did she do now? This is the last time I do that fairy a fucking favor!

I'm in a god damn walmart sweat suit meant for an old lady that can't see an inch in front of her god damned nose. If I don't get some answers soon I will personally eat and kill anyone involved and I'll like it. It'll be therapeutic. You don't want to test me, so someone better get to talking before I have to do something that you're going to regret. I'm already pissed off. Trust me, you don't want to make it worse on yourself.