I was born 'n raised in The Boo~oo~oondocks

Well I guess I should consider myself lucky. I know for a fact that the dream I had last night wasn't mine, so it's easy to forget about it just as easily. As much as family life sucks, and I sympathize with whoever had a bad relationship with their dad... at least you knew your dad. I'll just hope for your sake that you didn't really get hit by a car.

And Aurora and Alchemy - I'd like to chat with both of you sometime. You know I'm not all that great at figuring stuff out, but I know you both are way smarter than me, so hopefully between the two of you can help me get some ideas while we chat over drinks, hm?

Maybe once the bar's back up? So like a week or so?

[[He's totally lying about when he had Skulls' dream; Skulls' was first, then Crow's last night. He also intentionally left out the white skull in case it really is Skulls, whom he doesn't know that well.

Aaaand he's never met Crow, so he doesn't know Crow's voice, but anything with rainbow-haired person in the dream is a ping for "do not talk about over journals lest ye be INKED AND THEN SHANKED". Smoke's attempt at being subtle = he knows neither Aurora nor Alchemy drink and is instead referring to the drinks being memories of old ES characters]]

Anybody awake out there? It's Smoke and I'm looking at my bar, rather upset by how much damage the fire did. Guess I'm going up to Temp to raid an empty room. I don't need a beautiful cot or anything, but it'd be nice to have a pillow & blanket. Starting tomorrow I'll be fixing the place up by hand, just like how I built it.

Bonus, I have a little friend with me who'll be helping find anything that's not burnt to a crisp. ♥ He'll be known as Big Ears until I figure out a better name, because right now he's driving me crazy enough to just keep calling him that.

[[OOC Entry pending when all is sorted out]]

[the handwriting is big & scrawly; visibly frustrated; hiatus-excuse is ten-approved!]
I officially need a tracking device on this damn thing. I looked all over my place for the stupid book and then remembered, Oh yeah. There was that time a few days ago when I tried to go Scavenging all by my dumb self. MAYBE THAT WAS HOW I LOST IT!

So you go figure, took me a helluva long time to find that thing again because I'm sorry but I kinda wanted the old thing back. Sentimental kinda guy, that's me. I coulda gone & asked for a new one, I know, but I also didn't think I'd lost the damn thing for good either.

One good thing I guess. Found a kinda cool looking gun nearby where my journal was. I say cool-looking cuz it was all tiny and stuff, but had this real detailed design on it - one half of the circle was white and another half was black, but it wasn't like... completely half and half, it was sort of tear-shaped I guess? Rain-drop shaped? Hell if I know, looked cool and felt familiar so I figured why not? It's junk anyway, righ

GODDAMNIT!
I need some more cigarettes.

[[OOC: Apparently this means there's a bullet hole through EVERYONE'S journals now. WHOOPS. This means a few words here and there in the center of older pages are... missing now. I'M SORRY!! ;~; ]]