Um, yet another WTF!?!

Um, yeah, hi. I know, um, you aren't going to believe this, but the "superheros" I took photos earlier? The crazy dudes in the costumes? I just saw one of them fly. Yes, fly. Like, not with a plane or a helicopter or a bi-plane, but like the muthachunkin' coyote was full on shot out of that slingshot - EXCEPT THERE WAS NO FREAKIN' SLINGSHOT. The dude just chucked himself in the air and then was flying. Maybe I did get radiation poisoning and I'm actually lying in the desert dying - I am freakin' the heck out - PEOPLE DON'T FLY, PEOPLE DON'T SWIM IN RADIOACTIVE GOO AND THEY SHOULDN'T FREAKIN' DROP A DUDE OFF IN A CITY WITHOUT TELLING HIM A DAGNAM THING!

Hahahahaha, what?

This is a picture of me next to a superhero next to an even bigger superhero. This city is crazy, I love it.

Things have changed fairly dramatically...

Yeah, now I'm in a city.








Those goddam army dudes! Monroe came into my room and told me I had to leave. No reasons, no dagnam explanation, just grab my things. "Fine", I scowled (I'm an awesome scowler) "You gonna walk me back to my car?" The goon didn't say anything, just started packing my junk. I totally saw red but figured an army place wasn't the best place to start something. I grabbed everything, and followed him down the hall. He didn't walk outside, I followed him up to the jet pad thing. "In." The wordy wordsmith Monroe said, to which I was all like 'what the hell', 'where are we going', 'you can't be serious', 'this is ridiculous', 'I'm gonna write a letter', 'I'll expose this whole dodgy operation', etc.


Monroe considered my questions, looked at me thoughtfully and snatched my bag and chucked it in the plane. I stood my ground until he waved over some army dudes, and again, I totally freakin' relented and got in the plane.


The we flew forevs. I don't know how long, I don't know in which direction.
They dropped me off in this city. And left.


Yeah, freakin' just left me here. I called Aunt Rachel straight up, she said Rob's truck had been left in their driveway and they had been freaking out. I told her the whole thing and she asked me to find out where in the world I was and call her back. She was going to call her cop friend.

Turns out I'm in Millenium City. Very pretty, totally photogenic and also WTF! Who the hell just drops a dude off by plane in some random city. Without a freakin' explanation. As I was walking around trying to find signs to an airport or something (and also taking photos) I wondered if the whole thing was to keep me from exposing them. They don't know I took these pictures, I don't know really, where I was, although hopefully I could guess, and I still don't know who they are.

Dodgy. So very dodgy.


My aunt called back and said she told off her friend, her friend totally apologised but couldn't offer anything by way of explanation. I'm so going to make life uncomfortable for those army dudes. My aunt offered to transfer money, but I still have all my stuff, have been living totally cheap and should have just got paid, so I declined. Nice of her though.

So yeah, I wanted to upload these photos and write all this, before I forgot it and before something happened to me. This city doesn't seem real dangerous though, my aunt says it's totally crazy far from her place though, maybe I'll just head home. It's all been a bit much.

Anywho, once I blog this, I'm gonna find somewhere to stay the night, it's crazy late, I spent last night wake in a freakin' plane. Later homies.

Holy freak

Whoaoaoa, turns out I'm in a full on army base with hundreds of men, turrets, vehicles, everything - what the hell are they doing here? Man, I am gaggin' for some goddam answers.

Yay!

24 hour caffeteria = WIN.

Also, Boo! Why is there like yelling and screaming in the distance? Sends total shivers down my spine. Peeps here, unfriendly serious types - next holiday I'm going to the beach.

Don't really know what to make of all this, can't really sleep, haven't really slept for days. My Environmental Avenger anger has been completely and utterly replaced with a sense of bewilderment and a feeling of being in completely over my head.

Um, like, whoa.

Okay, so, um, whoa.
A lot to report back.

I uploaded some pictures earlier. The first one was some crazy peeps hanging out in the radioactive pond, I totally was searching for the green hazes and stumbled across this one. Just when I thought I couldn't get any more freaked out, that surprised me. I watched them for a little bit, the peeps seemed odd; robotic, stiff, a bit kinda dumb, anyway, I hid and watched until well, to be manly about it, I got too scared and went back to my camp.

I called my aunt again to let her know about the craziness, she had called her friend at the police, who called someone else who were coming to collect me, but she didn't know when. Not long after, I got a call from a dude who introduced himself as Monroe. Who asked where I was. I'm kinda crap at directions and was like 'um, near, like a rock and stuff' but eventually he found me.

He just kinda walked. I was expecting a helicopter to air-lift me to safety or 4WDs to roar up, but the dude just walked in - he's the one in the white coat in the photo below. When I told him about the peeps in the toxic waste he said they were Irradites, but didn't elaborate further, even when I totally said 'Can you elaborate further?' - he just kinda ignored me.

Anywho, we packed up, grabbed my stuff and headed out. He led, I grumbled. We left Rob's car there, I didn't know where I was going, how long we were walking for, anything. I have to admit, I don't want to sound like a loser, but when I don't know stuff that I want to know, I'm just a bit whiney. Really need to work on that.

No freakin' clues how far we went Monroe checked various gadgets and would keep walking, expecting me to follow, pretty miserable company, but what can you do? Just when I was about to totally crack it, we got to a huge freakin' base (that's when I took the sneaky shot below). Just like all the movies, there is some government agency something in the middle of the desert - there are also toxic waste people, it's all a bit wack.

They've given me a room which is pretty dull, and gave me a checkup - good news I don't seem to have any poisoning. The doctor was great, really nice and professional but peeps otherwise are a bit sourfacey.

Cool freakin' jetplanes though. I'll update again when I have a clue about, you know, anything.

Shhhh