Rosile

Part 4: Embark

Published on site: July 30, 2011

Author's note: This part is very Shinta-centric, but that doesn't stop Kyo from being a strong influence.

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Chapter 31

A Melody for the Rabbits

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Round and round he goes,

Where will he stop? No one knows.

It is nothing more than a game of chase,

But rather than fun, there are bigger things at stake.

And once he has won, he is still not done,

Because my game has to be played.

As we embark on another journey.

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     Are you still there, my devoted reader? I know it’s been so long, but I’ve been terribly busy, so I haven’t been able to broadcast like I'd planned to. I’m sure you’re upset, seeing as how over three years have passed by. You probably assumed I abandoned this project, didn’t you? Ah well, there’s no reason to have doubts like that. I will continue on until the very end, whenever that may be.

     Anyway, I’m sure you’re very curious to know what has occurred during these past few years. It would be quite difficult to explain it all, since the group hasn’t been fully united for some time, but luckily I found a convenient solution. Recently, within this span of time, Shinta started using the journal application on his cell phone. I’m not exactly sure why, but it must be a means of venting out the events that happened thus far, since he rarely calls Kyo or anyone else, as you’ll see in a moment. Since it’s a bit of a mess, I’ve already compiled an abridged version that should be satisfying and somewhat understandable.

     So sit back and enjoy.

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     I don’t get these guys. I don’t get them at all. They have the damn nerve to just waltz into my favorite bar, demand the people there that they spill everything they know about me, and then they shot every last person in there until only the bartender is left standing there shitting his pants to relay the message. Apparently Dolly had been so fucking busy with that fashion industry of hers, she didn’t check to see if I was anywhere else on that weird site. News got out that I blew that shitty laboratory to smithereens, but I’m the only one listed on there. I’m kinda glad though, ‘cause that means Kyo isn’t part of this shit either.

     Now the odd thing about it is that these guys want me to join their ranks and all that, but I’m not interested. Unfortunately, I can’t find their stupid hideout to tell them that myself! I’ve been on this wild goose chase for two fucking years now! Talk about ironic.

     At least I’ve finally got them. They’d been under my nose the whole time, right in the heart of New York Cola City, which pisses me off too. Oh fuck it, I just gotta give them something to get off my back, and I can get out of here. I can’t believe Quan actually became a scientist like he said instead of taking over his father’s hotel business, but who am I to complain? One vial of this freaky shit is probably worth ten of me, and I gotta appreciate that.