Maelstrom

21 hours, 24 minutes ago: Jimmy O'Flannegan wrote a Downtime Journal for Bobasaurus

The Wait Pt. 1

So, after that contact I went back to Ireland. Ya know, as you do. Went back to the bar, and people were going crazy askin' me what happened while i was gone! I'm never far from my bar so of course that disturbed em. But I told em I signed an NDA and they seemed to understand. Weirdly, I feel a calling to just scream out a particular word. But why? It means barrage. What does that mean? Hold on.

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Oh, now I get it. It summons rain. Like a RAIN of blows, which is what whatever poor soul gets caught in it is gonna have to deal with. I took two steps and slipped. Luckily I fell on soft muddy ground but I coulda ruined my spine. I sense this might help me out if I have to fight on my next contract. Even if it's just enough to screw with their motion.

2 days, 13 hours ago: Theseus ‘Thesse’ Tropir wrote a Downtime Journal for Ten

Insert Lightbulb Over Head

You know what, I think it's time to be a bit more proactive here. I'm sick and tired of things going wrong because we were slightly unprepared. There seems to be plenty of Contractors, and it's a damn shame there hasn't been an archive or method of communication between different Contractors-with-a-capital-C. No one's interfered with us exchanging numbers, so I don't see why I can't just make a site to do what I've just been waiting for. The only downside is all the time it might take me, due to obvious reasons of recovering from life-threatening situations I haven't been fully up-to-speed on my side gigs. But it'll be worth it. My placeholder (but probably final) name for it is The Contractorpedia, and you bet I'm making it an open encyclopedia. 

Contractorpedia isn't the only idea I've had recently though. I do need more money, especially since the Harbingers aren't gonna give me more free rides anymore, and there is this one trope I've always wanted to try... Hmm...

 

Update: Ohhhh that was not a good idea. In my search for knowledge I have found the Idiot Ball. Someone showed up at my apartment soon after the site got DDoS'ed, and I am unsure of their intent, but they left me a bag of survival gear and a sound mixer? I am devastated at the easy resistance against my goal of collaboration but once the clarity hit I was not surprised. I am unfortunately way in over my head. THANKFULLY, Adrannis is letting me room with them. I ended my lease on the apartment and after moving my personal belongings to Cam's house (They didn't ask too many questions thank God) I could book a flight to Vancouver with the money I 'saved' from not having to pay rent. I really owe them my life and so much more. Having their protection still won't be foolproof, but they are much more physically capable than I am and narratively it just makes more sense for me to survive if there's two of us.