Recipient(s):The Gang Sender: The-Ship Location:Alcatraz
What happened? Oh so two weeks ago I mixed some leftover Nox, Cardie and Liberty Ale, and then...well then I can't remember much. But it seems like I went on a journey in my cloak Ahadouri. Flashes of memories of edge world wilderness, images of visiting Kusari Geishas I used to know but couldn't even muster the energy to do anything with, erratic sleep schedules, visits of obscure small stations, planets, local bars, junk food that annihilated my gut and wildlife and meeting tourists in liners...It's all one big blur. There's no way of telling if I actually did those things, or if I just laid face down in crap on an Alcatraz bathroom floor and hallucinated it all.
I understand when I somehow made my way back from my "trip" you guys strapped me into my Scylla and sent me on the other bunch, the LR- gang in Texas in some sort of a brawl. I have no recollection of this, I have no idea how I could have possibly dispatched the other guy in my state - but some of you claim I did just that.
It's been a week now, I am slowly recovering and regaining my bodily functions. Previously I wouldn't tell you my name because I wasn't sure you were to be trusted. Now I am part of the family, I'm about 93% sure Rose and Christopher are actually madly in love with me, but I still can't tell you my name, because it's been burnt out of my memory by that fateful week. Perhaps one day it will come back to me.