Stray Dog

Thank God for the blood of Christ.

I don't even know what the fuck is going on anymore.

...Nill and I carved pumpkins earlier this week. I did mine as the Joker from the new Batman movie. ( Observe. ) I don't have a good camera, so you don't really get the full effect. But yeah. I thought it came out pretty well.

Anyway.

I haven't updated in awhile. New people again, right? I'm Haine.

I forgot how fucking drafty this church was.

Who: Haine and Badou
What: Haine returning home from Japan, random gunfire in several alleys, and Haine's (extremely NC-17) birthday present to Badou.
Where: the streets of the Underground City, and Haine and Badou's apartment.
Why: Because H/B finally needed to just fucking have sex already.
When: Monday, October 13.
Notes: Your characters weren't there and didn't witness this. This is rated NC-17 for virginity-lossage.


( Man, I want a robot for the pool that fetches beer. They got those, for real. )

Still going strong on that whole Seinfeld Bet thing.

And I'm still in Japan with Akaya. He's awesome and I'm having a good time. He has a fucking magic carpet. So that's kind of fucking awesome. It's pretty awesome to be up on the surface. Up on a not-shitty surface, I mean.

Yesterday we went to a restaurant called the Rainforest Cafe. It was like eating in the middle of the Animal Planet channel and the whole thing was kind of fucking ridiculous. The ceilings are fucking awesome, though. I want one of these in our apartment, Badou.

( See? )

I don't really know what my plans are for the rest of the week beyond teaching Akaya some more German, and letting him practice his aim a little more with my Luger. But it's not like any of you give a shit, so whatever.

Badou, I think I'll be coming home this Friday. Okay?

So I joined that Seinfeld Bet thing. I plan on giving you all a run for your money. Although I'm really not sure if it's worth only $100. But whatever.

Hey, Badou, I'm going to Japan to stay with Akaya for a few days.

New people again too, right? Hi. I'm Haine.

WHAAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCKING SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

WHERE MY PIGMENT AT

WHERE MY PIGMENT AT

I'm hanging out at the church today. I've been teaching Nill different card games. She's particularly fond of Go Fish, because she thinks it's hilarious to make a fish face when I have to draw another card.

...I'm not sure how the Bishop knows what his cards are, being blind and all. But he keeps winning.

So I was randomly searching for myself online last night after Nill fell asleep, to see what sorts of things people are writing about me and fucking posting for the whole world to see, and when I searched on Wikipedia, not only did the page on my fandom come up, but the page for "Cyborgs in Fiction". The article says "The character Haine Rammsteiner in the manga Dogs and Dogs/Bullets & Carnage was experimented on as a child, leaving him with augmented regenerative abilities as well as increased reflexes." Sure, okay, that's true, but...

What the fuck? Since when am I a cyborg? I thought that a cyborg was like...a robot person. Like the Borg in Star Trek. I'm not a robot.

ETA: ...apparently according to the fucking dictionary, a cyborg is "a person whose physiological functioning is aided by or dependent upon a mechanical or electronic device."

And I guess that the collar counts as a mechanical or electronic device.

...maybe I am a cyborg.

Fuck that shit.

ETA2: Tieria, Setsuna, Allelujah, and Lockon...I was curious, so started watching the anime of your series. I'm like. An episode and a half in.

This has been a fucking crazy week. Badou and I have been working our asses off, and it feels like we've barely had a moment to stop and take a deep breath. I don't know what the hell happened in the Underground City, but apparently an unusually high number of people were dealing in revenge this week. Good for us, not so good for the hundred or so people we've killed in the last few days.

Also, what the hell is up with cosplayers? I've seen some pretty scary ones that are horribly off, but I think the ones that are relatively decent are even scarier. I stumbled across this one while I was waiting for Badou to be done in the bathroom:

( OOC CUT )

Weird. I mean...the jacket is obviously not real leather, so that's off, but. Yeah.

That's all for now, I guess.

Hey, Badou. I...you should come home. We can't afford a hotel. I'm gonna go stay at the church. So. You can be alone. I'll take Blue with me.

Who: Haine and Badou
What: ...Badou being pathetic and Haine being cheerful
Where: Their flat
Why: Because. We wanted something fluffy.
When: Sometime after they went to visit Kou and before they went to space. So...last week.
Notes: Your characters didn't see this (well...Blue might've), rated R for language.


( I'll duct tape your wiener to an angry stray cat! )

Who: Haine and Badou
What: Phone conversations and text messages
Where: Haine at home, Badou at a hotel
Why: They needed to talk about shit.
When: The last two days
Notes: Your characters didn't witness this, Rated R for language.


( You better be bleeding. )

He's still not back.

Squalo. What the fuck just happened?

This is fucking surreal. It should be fucking illegal for people like us, from the fucking Underground to be in fucking SPACE on a fucking SPACE STATION. There's no gravity and it's fucking crazy and Jesus fucking CHRIST.

Badou had his checkup and he was diagnosed with Heat Stroke and Exhaustion, which wasn't surprising. The doctor lectured Badou about the evils of smoking and blah blah blah. His heart is fine. Perfect, really. He did manage to flail and break a few expensive pieces of equipment during his check-up, especially when they gave him the shots. Fucking whiny little bitch. But they put him in some machine, so his sunburn and bugbites are all gone. That helps in the whiny little bitch department.

Other than that, we're just kind of enjoying being up here, since we have to go home just like...tomorrow or some shit. Thanks Tieria, for bringing us up here, it's fucking sweet. Allelujah, where are you, I haven't seen you yet. Hi Lockon and Setsuna, whasaaaaaap?

Fucking SPACE.

Edit: Germany just won its 9th gold medal of the Olympics. Fuck yes.

Badou and I just got back from Japan, where we visted Kou, who determined that Badou does not have malaria, he's just dehydrated and sunburned, and generally just a whiny little bitch.

Just to be safe (and because Tieria insisted, and OMFG we get to go to fucking SPACE), we're also taking Badou to see some space-doctor that does shit for Tieria's team. Badou's still pretty miserable so that's probably a good thing. Allelujah, maybe we can meet up and say hi or something while I'm there?

Anyway, other than that, Badou and I have just been working a shit ton, so that we can make rent and shit. We've been trying to fit as many jobs into each day as possible, and since Badou is mostly out of commission, I've been working my fucking ass off, and I'm exhausted. I'm ready for a fucking break that doesn't involve a huge vacation/trip.

Badou is out for the night with...people. So. I'm bored. And stuff.

I've been watching women's beach volleyball on the Olympics. Men's swimming and gymnastics are on next.

That's about it.

What is everyone else up to tonight?

Badou and I are going on a trip with Killua to see lions and shit. Fucking sweet.

I'm bored. So I thought I'd do one of those ten things to ten people things. But I had a few more people I thought of things to say shit about. So...basically it's a list of sixteen things, but I don't tell you who the people are.

Okay.

1. Congratulations. This probably means I'm not going to see you guys much anymore so. I don't know. Goodbye and good luck or whatever. And thank you for everything you've done for me. This goes for your whole family, you know.
2. I'm sorry I haven't been there for you much recently. I suck.
3. I hate you. So much.
4. Your frustrate me a lot. And I don't know how to tell you that I appreciate what you've done, but also that I wish you would back the fuck off.
5. I promise I'll make things right for you. I fucked it up, but I'll fix it.
6. I wish I were better at talking to you. Because I really do like you a lot.
7. I wish I were better at talking to you too. It frustrates me that I'm not.
8. Same. Although you irritate and confuse me a lot, and half the time I just don't want to even try anymore.
9. I don't trust you, but I do consider you my friend. Thanks for all the shit you've done for me too.
10. Thanks for everything. Mostly. Weirdest friendship ever, though. What the fuck.
11. Despite recent events, having you here has been one of the best things that's ever happened to me. Thank you.
12. I don't know how I feel about you. You're everything I hate, but I can't blame you. I don't know if I'll ever forgive you for what happened, but I'm not angry.
13. Yours is one of the easiest friendships I've ever had. Thank you.
14. I hate you, I'm jealous, but I see what he sees in you, and I wish we could be friends. Sort of. I can't decide. And it's driving me kind of crazy.
15. I kind of have a feeling that I'll never see you again. That you're not coming back this time. So. I don't know. Goodbye. I'll miss you. I don't know if it hurts more or less that it's of your own volition this time.
16. I guess I have nothing to say to you. You already know.

...and that's it, I guess.

Edit: I forgot to mention...Edward and Bella's wedding was on Friday. It was a really nice ceremony and everything. Congratulations, again, guys.

...ah. Thank you to everyone that helped out the other night. I'm sorry.

So Bella and Edward are getting married on Friday. I found an art of them getting married so I thought I'd post it. So here's a link. It's called To Have and To Hold. Congrats, guys.

We're going home soon.

That's all.

Sorry.