Post #4

I woke up the next morning on the floor of Slickback's living room with hangover. As i was putting on my clothes, dismayed that i wasnt wearing them, one of Slickback's girl had fixed me breakfast. I devoured the delicious eggs, bacon, and pancakes in like two minutes with my orange juice to wash it all down. I called out for Slickback but there was no answer, how rude to leave your guest in your home without letting him know where you went, but oh well i guess Ill just head back to the shop. As I approach the shop i notice the "closed" sign on the door. "Lazy Bastard" I muttered to myself. When I enter the shop I hear loud laughter and coughing, I already knew what was up everything pieced together so i walked to the back room to find Slickback and Elijah, Co-Owner of the shop, blowin it down...

Post #3

As soon as i start having a good time at the carnival I hear loud screams and yells coming from the food trailer. I glance over and see large flames, this is when the bitch came out of me and I started running like hell. As Im running I find a bottle of moonshine so i decieded why not and took it for later. I finally get to the exit where I let out a huge sigh of relief. While waking down the street I find myself in front of Finch Pointe, so i decided stop by my good friend Slickback's house with my bottle of moonshine, hopefully he has some of his 'employees' up there with him.

Post #2

I checked my mailbox only to find a flier about carnival that came to town, I havent been getting much business in a while so i decided why not. I put up the closed sign on my shop, and i walked towards the donut shop for my daily chocolate covered cream filled donut with sprinkles, sounds childish but i eat to remind me of my younger brother that passed away when we were kids. That donut and the chain I wear is all I have to remember him. As I was crossing Moth St. I see Bobby running at top speed into the donut shop, a huge question hit my cerebellum, why is he running?  Maybe its that strange clown on the corner, wait why is there a clown on the corner, I fuckin hate clowns. I think Ill just stay on this side of the street for now.

Post #1

Before a long day of work at my shop "In The Cut" I decide to take a stroll through the town, craving some Chinese food.  As I crossed King St.  was nearly hit by a large 18 wheeler, what a huge scare to start my day. I then decided that i would rather call in an order.