I sit here almost ready for bed and I look at my altered avatar. No longer does he wear the rag shorts of a newly made Gaian, or the Coon tail that I recieved from my first (and so far only) Blue Box. He is now wearing a Burn Outlaw Biker Shirt and Black Goth Pants, he is also still wearing the Shades and Blue Phat Sneakers that were donated to me (thanks Sarah).
I shall continue to upgrade his image until he is worthy of carrying the Demonic Pitchfork, and then he shall truly be my avatar, a reflection of my dark spirit.
I shall attempt to remain vigilant in this cause, because if I am unable to make myself into an evil avatar, then my avatar shall be evil (stinking laws against weapons (bladed, of course) and masks in certain places).
And remember at each days dawn that the darkness shall prevail again.....
.......in time.
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A Tattered Leather Bound Journal With a Bear Claw Symbol on The Front Cover
As you read through this ancient tome, you realize that it is nothing more than the ravings of a lunatic. The author writes of these weird concepts of work, school, and life. Obviously he was deranged, what society would make this horrid little mind?
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