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Sean, I will cut JUU!
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Story log 2
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Time: 8:32pm
Location: Approaching Fort Europa


Well, Not exactly my first choice, but better then nothing,

The day I went down into the black market, was quite fun, I had only been there a few times, Always is there amazing things down there, even if they are illegal. So much to observe and see, and so dangerous at the same time, So I had continued my search in there.

Thru and round, up and down I went looking for gangs, groups, smugglers, Anyone who could be possible canidates, But each one I asked said the same thing, No, Sorry no, Good price, But no, **** you, but good price, No, **** no, and NBSJDBIHFVVHG!! never did get what that meant.

I decided to go home for the day, I was tired and agitated, As I was walking thru one of the more empty districts under New Serra, I noticed a man over near a booth holding another by his shirt, they were speaking a language I couldn't understand, the man holding him threw him against a wall and pulled out a gun, Now The next thing you would think is I went over and saved the guy, no. I hid behind a empty booth and watched.

I hit a few buttons on my eyepiece and zoomed in on the gun, So facinating, its design, sleek and shiny, Odd barrel it has, and a small clip on the bottom of it, I hit the button on my right eyepiece, which opend the lense of my eye... Everything started to flow in, I saw the gun being taken apart, seeing every individual piece, Its bullets, what sort of thing powered it, So wonderful, So obvious in design, I should make one of these, I closed the lense quickly, Too much time keeping it open puts me into a Lul of peace, this was no place to have that.

As I was sitting there thinking about the gun I heard two loud shots, then I looked around to see the booth vendor dead, Hmm I could have done something, but this is no place to even bother. The other man was already walking away, some large sack in his hands.

Half an hour later I was back on the streets of New Serra, Dusk had set in, was time to head home, Walking home it was getting cold, The biodome may protect us, but they also let and make the same elements the planet has, Sigh, one day we won't need these biodomes anymore.

Once I had arrived home I had several messages on the recorder, Hmm, spam, spam, spam, and whats this?

*Hola, From what I hear your that crazy inventor who blew out my apartments windows, Now im not gonna **** unless we can come to an agreement, And also I hear your looking for a ride, We could arrange something, I need somebody to go with me to Fort Europia, Its a lonely trek, and godknows what will attack, recently got word of a small group of water traders that never showed up, Most likely killed. Anyway that thing, whatever the **** made the noise would be useful, Gimme a call back, and if you don't, Well, *****Beep*

Hmm, Well, this is the best ill get I guess, I could always find someone in Fort Europia, This might be the only way I ever get to Rapruet.


So thats how I ended up on this desert crawler *Its basically got tank traks on it and is about the size of a old world RV, great for crossing deserts, and great air conditioner.*

I had hired a neighbor to watch over my place, of course 5 minutes after walking from the building I hear a boom, Nobody ever leaves my stuff alone T_T. With only my Siren Guitar, A pack of clothes, my coat, goggles, and some food, and money, I was on my way finally, But not how I had intended.

Don: We will be there soon boyo, trips almost over, I got us a hotel reserved for us to stay at
Zannick: Alright.
Don: try not to blow our their windows >_>.
Zannick: Will do.*ill blow out one just to **** you off*

Time:10:32pm
Location: Fort Europia
SO here we arrived in Fort Europia, its now very late, im tired, and this guy bitches too much, As we walk to the hotel rooms reserved for us, I think, Is this trip going to be worth it? Yes.