I am slowly losing my mind.
Feed the bots, tuppence a bag.
Please just let something nice happen.
Gotta work again tomorrow. Not looking forward to that.
Happy New Year!
Another 8 to 9 hours in the car tomorrow. Send thoughts and prayers.
Pretty tired ngl.
Oh, cool! I hope you have fun!
*Ahem... KINGDOM HEARTS 3... WAS AN OKAY GAME!
I have nothing interesting to say today. Go find someone else to bother you.
I was crammed in a car till nearly 4 o'clock this morning. So I had a long night.
I've got a lot to do before 4 o'clock. Wish me luck.
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas Eve and Happy Holidays
Good morning ladies and gents! It's day 2 and I-! Have no thoughts. My head is empty. We've already hit a wall.
September 21st, 1998 The Flux capacitors have exploded... again. I don't know how I'm going to get to Disney World at this rate, but if I don't...
Maybe I'll just start setting this daily from now on. Could be interesting.
It would appear I last posted a status in December of 2020.
I'll be honest. I'm just so tired of everything right now.
"That was quite a storm." Steel sighed as he looked up from the parchment in front of him. The storm clouds were now gone from Mt. Olympus; the others had done it. "It always is." He shrugged as he continued to transcribe his message to Aux. Laura continued to press though. "You sure you don't want to say goodbye in person?" Steel tried very hard to refrain from sighing again. "It would be a waste of time; they'd ask questions we don't have time to answer. Besides, they've probably already been whisked off to the next job anyway." He shrugged again. Leaving them had been a hard decision, but he decided that in his current state he was just a liability to them. He needed to recover, and going with Laura meant he could do that. Besides, she needed his help. "Well, if that's the case, then just how are you planning on getting that to them?" The ex-pirate stood with her hand on her hip, a skeptical look being sent his way. Steel couldn't help but smirk in response. "Oh, don't you worry about that. They'll get it." Finishing the letter, Steel rolled up the parchment and tied it shut with a ribbon. Holding the scroll in his hands, he focused intently on Aux. Not that he knew much about the SoS de facto leader, but . . . he was the de facto leader, so it should go to him. In a puff of smoke and a flash of light, the letter vanished from his claws. Laura shook her head. "If you keep using up your energy like that, you're gonna drop dead before we even make it back to your 'garden.'" "Then we had best get moving." Steel formed a steeple with his hands, giving a considering looks to the sunlit world beyond the ships railings. "You go make sure the crew is ready to sail, and I'll worry about getting it where it needs to go." "Right. . ." Despite voicing her confirmation, Laura didn't look away from the horizon either. The look on her face was morose, it was almost certain that she had moved on from his issues to thinking of the problems she had developed over the course of the days events. This time Steel couldn't suppress another sigh as he placed on hand on her shoulder. She gave him a questioning glance. "We're gonna get Henri back." This time she smirked, returning to the confident and self assured persona he had come to associate with her so far. "Right. Just be sure to keep up your end of the bargain, wolf boy." She gave a dismissive wave of her hand as she walked away, leaving him alone at the railing. . . or so he had thought. "Mr. Hope?' He turned to see the young witch, Judy, if he recalled correctly, looking up at him. He hadn't talked to her since they had met, what with him and Laura trying to keep her and Henri safe at the time. He tilted his head to the side, his ears pulled down in confusion. "Yes?" She smiled up at him brightly, swinging her broom around in a playful manner. Steel could tell this was a cheerful one. "I just wanted to thank you for being a friend to Miss Laura: I think she really needed it!" Steel's didn't quite process her words at first, but once he did he couldn't help the slow smile that spread across his face, nor the slight wag in his tail. "Don't mention it kiddo. If I'm honest, I think I really needed it too." Judy's own smile grew even bigger, and Steel couldn't help but think about how refreshing it was to not be covered up like usual. Everyone on board knew about him and none were unnerved by him. The nervous feeling of needing to hide just wasn't there. Before too long, the ship had set sail, and Steel found himself standing near the bow, keyblade at the ready. It shone with a brilliant energy, as he opened up a portal to the lanes between. Steel turned back to look at Olympus one last time. "So long, SoS. See you again. . ." As they crossed through the portal, he took out the vial of ink that Mortimer had given him with promises of power. He thumbed it with consideration before looking towards the side railings with determination. With a powerful throw, the vial of ink plummeted into the depths of the ocean between as the ship sailed into the stars. Steel has left the party.