Monday, January 31, 2011

Where am I?

Chester here.

Don't yell at me. I know I did something stupid. I saw something outside the window, grabbed my cricket bat and went out to investigate. Next thing I know my shoulder has gone numb and I'm feeling kinda sleepy and I turn around and there's a proxy behind me with an empty syringe and then everything kinda goes fuzzy from there.

When they frisked me they took my cellphone, but I guess they were very stupid proxies as they left me my iPod Touch. Which, if there is a free network, can connect to it. And conveniently, I appear to be near a McDonalds. And McDonalds has free Wi-Fi! I know I hate you, McDonalds, so so much, but I think I can forgive you and your junk food and your advertising blatantly targeted at kids because you have probably just saved my sorry ass.

Fuck it. There's no way out of here that I can see. I've seen no-one other than myself since I woke up a few hours ago. There's one window, just facing brick wall. If anyone comes in I will use everything I have in my arsenal- Horrible death threats courtesy of Vivi, Rugby Tackles, the miniscule amount of Karate I know, any sharp/heavy objects I can find, Bishie Sparkle...(what? I tried it on Vivi and it sort of worked?)

Augh. Not even my awful sense of humour is improving matters. I just...fuck. I might die here. It's a possibility. I'm unarmed. The only clue I have to my whereabouts is that I'm outside a McDonalds. Shit.

The thing I feel most guilty about is that if I die here, I never got to say goodbye. Properly. In person.

I swear to god, if I get out of here alive...

Vivi, I'll see you again. I promise. Even if it's the last thing I do I'll see you again.

I can hear footsteps. Gotta go.



  1. Chester.
    Stay safe.

    And hope that Vivi isn't going to kick the ever living crap out of you when you get back.

    Scratch that, she's going to anyway.

    Best of luck, Chess.

    The Keeper

  2. I have faith in you Chester. Which is odd from me, so take it for what it's worth.

    You've fought this long, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt you're not about to stop.

    And hey, now I'm not the only one who does stupid things, yay me.

    In all seriousness, get back to Vivi, she's mad enough already.

    The Destroyer

  3. Dammit...I'm just glad you're alive. If you're alive that still means you can kick ass and get out of there. Please stay alive. Vivi needs you.

    (Saying of, Vivi, have you read this yet? He's alive. It's going to be okay.)


  4. Chester.

    The "Maps" App has the option to go to your current location.

    Email me it.

    I love you.