Friday last, a spot of blood, and a trade

Day 10

     Ah, to have enough leisure time to attend to my writings; it is simply divine.  There is altogether so much to record that it will be difficult to accurately recall all of the details.  I must pay more attention to this endeavor.  Where to begin ….

     Ah, yes, Friday last.  After exhuming my wardrobe, intent on dawning an outfit suitable for the manual labor I have set out for myself, I found my old collegiate laboratory attire and a cache of those old miniature cigars I used to get so much pleasure from.  It was tucked away deep in the back of the crate, wrapped around my old walking cane.

OOC Note

((Just a quick OOC word about a few things.  I haven't exact met my goal of writing at least a little everyday, or even my secondary goal of writing something every day I was able to log onto PRG, but there are both RL and SL reasons for that.  I sincerely doubt, dear reader, that you'll learn much about me RL from this blog, other than maybe my music tastes.  However, the IC reasons is that something new, something darker arose in Vibia that I wasn't really expecting, but more on that a bit later.

So I swear I'll be posting IC soon, but first I'll need to setup and RP a continuing scene.  It'll be complex, it'll be dangerous, it'll take a long time, and with any luck it'll be both fun and engaging for the people it currently involves, those that might stumble upon it and me.  If you see Vibia in world, doing something odd, or in some strange spot on the island, feel free to walk up and say "hello, OH MY GOD, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!!!" But don't be surprised if I OOC ask you to back up a few meters as I'll be taking more than a few photos.  I swear I'll get back to you in as short of a time as possible.  Also, there will be sections of my RP the might have to be roofied after the fact or changed slightly as things progress, but if what I'm doing runs that risk, I'll let you know before we get into RP'ing anything.  Stay tuned to hear the IC story unfold.