Pesterlog #1
--tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering Discedo City [DC] -
TT: Well, this is certainly a new development. I suppose it is logical that Skaia is expanding, but I don't recall having seen this world before in the least.
TT: Of course, I suppose it is not uncommon for Skaia to change entirely for the sake of making our lives more difficult, but alas.
TT: It certainly is more decrepit than other places. I am not receiving a stable internet connection either, though I suppose that is nothing out of the ordinary to the entirety of my existence.
TT: Additionally, this device I am typing on is not equipped with Pesterchum, yet I find myself instinctively adding all of my own colored prefixes to add a semblance of normalcy into my current awkward setting.
TT: If anyone is out there, information on my whereabouts would be sincerely appreciated, along with the reason I have just been thrown recklessly into the middle of nowhere.
TT: Anything I can discover on the subject will be met with my unending and unfathomable thanks.
TT: At the very least, is there anyone even receiving this transmission? I have not been given any confidence that this message is being seen by anyone else, though I must persist and hold out the hope I will be valiantly swept from my feet by a post-apocalyptic Romeo.
TT: If my hopeful efforts are rewarded, maybe he will not be sprouting extra limbs or have acquired a third eye. I assume if he were horrifically deformed, it would be awfully hard to show him my sincere appreciation for his white knighted help.
TT: As I am rambling again, I feel the need to draw this supposed self-memo to a point.
TT: Where exactly am I, and is there anyone else around?
TT: I will continue my exploration of this new world as I wait for a response.
--tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering Discedo City [DC] -
TT: Well, this is certainly a new development. I suppose it is logical that Skaia is expanding, but I don't recall having seen this world before in the least.
TT: Of course, I suppose it is not uncommon for Skaia to change entirely for the sake of making our lives more difficult, but alas.
TT: It certainly is more decrepit than other places. I am not receiving a stable internet connection either, though I suppose that is nothing out of the ordinary to the entirety of my existence.
TT: Additionally, this device I am typing on is not equipped with Pesterchum, yet I find myself instinctively adding all of my own colored prefixes to add a semblance of normalcy into my current awkward setting.
TT: If anyone is out there, information on my whereabouts would be sincerely appreciated, along with the reason I have just been thrown recklessly into the middle of nowhere.
TT: Anything I can discover on the subject will be met with my unending and unfathomable thanks.
TT: At the very least, is there anyone even receiving this transmission? I have not been given any confidence that this message is being seen by anyone else, though I must persist and hold out the hope I will be valiantly swept from my feet by a post-apocalyptic Romeo.
TT: If my hopeful efforts are rewarded, maybe he will not be sprouting extra limbs or have acquired a third eye. I assume if he were horrifically deformed, it would be awfully hard to show him my sincere appreciation for his white knighted help.
TT: As I am rambling again, I feel the need to draw this supposed self-memo to a point.
TT: Where exactly am I, and is there anyone else around?
TT: I will continue my exploration of this new world as I wait for a response.
--tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering Discedo City [DC] -