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I do not believe my bloody luck sometimes. I escape L.A., manage to stop yet another Apocalypse, but do I get a chance to rest? I just wanted a brew to calm my nerves, but instead, I find myself transported to an alternate dimension or...something, I'm not quite sure. A group of men are standing around me, explaining how, because I'm a hero, I'm here to train. Bollocks to that, I'm finding a way out of here. I don't deserve this, especially not this bloomin bracelet! I'm sick of jewelry; it always means something bad on me. First bit I put on killed me, now this one stops me from causing violence. This place is going to drive me out of my gourd. I'm a neutered puppy, yet again. At least with the chip, I could hit demons. Now I don't even think I can hit the wall! That's it. I give up. No matter how much good I do, fate's just gonna up and screw me, every bloody time. At least Angel's not here. Don't think I could deal with him, too. Bloody hell, I hope Angel's not here. Current Mood: annoyed
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