The Reflecting Pool
BZ said i should write down my thoughts so as to not lose myself so here i go i guess? talking to myself feels silly. i feel like the rabbit. heheheheheheh. i couldnt imagine actually being the rabbit. thatd be weird. whoops losing track of myself here. hmmmmm. as far as thoughts go, i guess i should probably talk about my dad. not the one who gave me my name but the one who gave me my abilities and these AWESOME goggles. theyre the shit among shit theyre like god levels of the shit. they have omnivision which isnt as cool as it sounds but still pretty damn cool. they dont let me see everything but they do let me see each form of vision available, like x-ray and heat and death and selection and night hell it even lets me combine them and adjust the ability of my sight and meticulousness. oh right. so my god dad is Ptah and he is kinda awesome he showed me all these puzzle cubes he made, they were soooooo hard it took me our entire meeting to figure out the one that was hollow. but yeah we talked about stuff, i told him about my company and my inventions and BZ and Aeria and Cy and… um… what was i writing? oh well anyway after that i went and used my goggles and made a shite ton of stuff. i even upgraded BZ and Nero’s weapons. named’em myself too. it wasnt that hard to modify them though since i had already made them in the first place. this time i just made them better. so after that BZ called me into the office said we were gonna meet some new peepoles. aside from cyrus nero and blaze there was also this old guy who looked like he had a face that was perpetually frowning another guy who reeked of death not sure if literally or metaphorically or both two chicks one was kinda SUPER reserved and the other who just felt… wrong? i dunno the feeling i got from her was like mystery shrouded in occult seasoned with an unnecessarily large lack of skepticism. i’ll ask blake and nero what they think of her sometime later. but it just goes to show that blake doesn’t always think things through. see here i am going oh hes gonna send groups out on a mission for me to deal with the making of the stuff guess i’ll bide my time here and NOPE!!!! I get sent with the two that give me the worst feelings Mr. Death and Ms. Creepy. and where does he send us? only the CREEPIEST MAUSOLEUM EVER!!!! sometimes i wonder what i did to make blaze(whoops meant blake) punish me like this. ah well guess i’ll go wrap it up and come back to write in this thing later. bye for now.