Hello, Everyone! Vex is clearly busy; too busy, in fact, to keep up on the daily updates for this conflict. So, what’s a man to do? Clearly, he picks up his phone and asks yours truly to dust off her old Grimoire war correspondent hat and keep track of what’s going on since I’m way less busy these days. So, without further adieu, I bring to you---
War From the Lawnchair - Remiiiiiix
Since the scent of irrelevance permeates the air most nights around the Bathhouse, I figure a very quick bio is in order to explain why some dood that doesn’t even like me gave me this temp gig. One, I have a 8-1 record in battle in this city. Two, I have two stakes to my record--one for each side in this current conflict in fact. Three, I’ve had the nickname Warrior Barbie for six years now, which makes me perfectly suited for the job. I’m sure if you mix all this up, you can at least understand even if you don’t give a horse’s ass.
We are now officially in Day Three of this...war...conflict...warlette… okay, I have no idea what to call this damn thing because the only thing that has happened is 1-4 more UVs going off a few hours after Vex’s initial report and a lot of silence. I’m calling it early---in the future, this will be known as the War of Silence™.
In fact, the only other action that has gone down in the last day is the expense report I just handed in to the AB for an upgraded lawnchair to plant my ass in and these two crickets that were copulating a few feet away from me last night (see evidence below*).
Obviously there isn’t a whole lot going on right now, which means nothing to analyze, but as I find out, you’ll find out. If you have anything you want me to analyze or if you just want to hate on me, feel free to comment. If you’re a pussy, you can hit me up in my DM. Until then, I’ll be off getting a new coat, because it’s cold as shit outside this October.
~S~
* Jiminy post coital -