Wha?

Oh I see. A system dat transports de wicked thief 'way from de goods and to where you can deal wit' him you'self.

Ooh, will dere be handcuffs, cher?

HELP! Please!!!??!

What strangeness doth bring me here? What a magic place this seems, and yet, odd, this night...

Holy shit, I have a whorehouse!

In Nevada, where things are nice and legal.

But. . . I run a whorehouse.

Dad is probably looking up at me and wondering where his precious little flower went.

Anyone want to help me celebrate my new life of vice and sin?

Well, well, a little premature but hey, that leaves more time for the tail-gating party, huh?

Nice decor, Geej, place has certainly picked up since the last time I was around. Girly bits look good on you, no doubt! Hey! Tattoos and pants on the wimminfolk? Oh I'm digging this place!

So, what's it gonna take to get a trusty guide to the new place? Hmm?

Ooh, chili-chocolate!

cOme oUt, coME ouT, wHaTEver yOU ArE.

Education in this day and age seems stuck on teaching children concepts without actually knowing if they will ever use them. A waste of money, and a waste of power. If I had a tenth of that resource when I was king, my people would have known all the skills needed to live, and survive, and better themselves.

I despair of ever understanding this time.

Okay, my life has gotten a weirdness upgrade.

I think I might need to go out and do something beside surveying work tonight.

Especially since we finished the job we were on.

This world is so strange, and nothing like what I knew. Learning enough to get by is... frustrating.

Alright. I have to ask,


What does a pretty girl have to do to get a date around here?

I find myself unsure of, really, everything. The world has changed vastly, in every way, and I am not the person I was. I do not know, truly, how one navigates an era so full of strangeness and indifference.

What?

Where am I?

And why....? Why am I in a woman's body?

What in all the Gods's names is going on here??