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 Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:56 am
This log belongs to Ai'shern and Indubitably.
Do not post unless previously okayed by owner. Those who do without permission will be blacklisted from the shop.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 12:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 1:02 pm
Okay,
I've got no idea what to do with this ******** kid. He doesn't cuss and I swear it like a sailor, he doesn't talk much and I'm always chatting. Still, we haven't really run into many problems. I'm rarely home and he doesn't seem to care at all. I guess he's been changing a bit, but I didn't really notice until I came home the other night and heard some pretty badass jams coming from his room. I guess the only time I really see him is when he's training with me.
So I suppose he does more than stare at s**t in there and turn it to stone. Because that's all I really thought he did [it'd be all I did, honestly]. Almost all of his furniture is now stone, actually. And not just plain boring rock, I mean, almost marble-like. He could make some money with that, if he was smart about it. Maybe I'll tell him.
As far as I can tell he just turns things to stone, plays music, and works out. Not too bad a life, I guess, but where's the social interaction? I should go 'round Jem's place again, I guess, but I hear she's busy on a job.
-Turner
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 1:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 9:18 pm
An Unexpected Call
It seems D-Corp has contacted you and told you to bring your child in for a check up immediately. Very little information was given to you over the phone other than the fact that it was critical that they be brought in as soon as possible.
Once at D-Corp you are directed to Dr. Acklin's office. He's running about writing things down and clicking away at some keyboards. Once he notices you he seats you and your child down immediately to take a blood sample.
The sample is run right away in the back of the office the doctors face in the computer screen the whole while. After almost an hour of being told to wait patiently the test results are finally done and you are told you are free to leave. No information is given as to why you were so urgently called in however you were assured that your child is perfectly healthy and that there is no reason for alarm.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 3:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 3:10 am
Well, Shern, as he demands to be called, is at least speaking to me now. He's changed drastically since his surgery, and his new favorite musician is someone named Mc Chris. Often, I hear him muttering lyrics to some song about Boba the Fett.
At least he's more social, now. He's been hanging out with that red panda, Lian, and they skateboard together. I recently bought him a shirt that says "I'm Boba the Fett" with a picture of the character, and also a Boba the Fett helmet, that he uses as if it's a skateboarding helmet. Weird boy.
He stays out late, and sleeps until noon, nowadays. I'm a tad worried, but I'm way too busy to deal with this stuff.
Ai'sherns turning into a preteen. The horror.
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