Uhg, I got yelled at by Sargent Major, and told that I needed to do an update for this little shit sty every freaking day. I don't have time for every day!!!!
I guess I could give you a bit of background info about me. I'll do the three point thingie:
1.) My mother is the Queen of Shadows. Shadows are a rare species of daemon that are known to be very merciless, cruel, clever, sly, all that jazz, and as awesome as we are, we can teleport using shadows.
2.) Though I can teleport using shadows, for some reason I don't need too....I can never figure out why, but I can just, boom, teleport. I always forget to use that pretty little skill, as in, I almost never actually use the magick that I somehow have. More than half of it doesn't make sense, given my father is an ass hole, and king of the Underworld.
3.) As I said before, my father's an ass. He sent me to this crap wad when I was only two, and I have the slightest feeling that he told the people here to kill me. There are far too many instances when it's too ironic to be ironic. If I were human, I'm sure I'd be dead by now....I'm outta here as soon as I turn eighteen....no one can stop me then.
When I look up, I see I've written a lot. This is preposterous and ridiculous. It wont happen again. Fred, once again is laughing at me, that damned bastard.
