What Have I Become? is currently on hiatus for heavy rewriting, and until a new collab is finished. Don't expect an up date any time soon. Sorry. In the meantime, stare at this epic picture of Charles Bronson. [img]http://chrisenss.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/Bronson.jpg[/img]

He had lost it all. His wife, his son, a home, and a fairly successful career as an OSHA Safety Inspector. Sure he could get it back, but why leave what he really needs? Looking to escape a personal Hell, George Rizzo finds himself some rather disreputable characters who can offer him happiness… for a price of course. So with a pack on his back and a needle in his arm, he sets off to find a nice little overpass to call home. There he meets his inevitable final downfall and at the same time, some friends he so desperately needs.

[size=12]A bit of a warning to the readers: please don't take the dark tag too lightly. This is far from a happy tale. This story is and will be filled with things that may make you want to vomit, wash your eyes out with bleach, and generally not sleep for a week. Basically I would advise against three types of people reading this. The first are those with weak constitutions. The second are those who have no feelings one way or the other concerning the subject matter. If you one of these people, I would suggest extreme counselling and maybe a strong dose of lithium or seroquel to help with that sociopathy. And the third are just the general bitchers and whiners over how they shouldn't have read it because of the subject matter, whatever. I'm having a hard enough time with this story without hearing you douche canoes complaining about something you should just ignore like a bloody normal, not-quite-as-annoying-as-the-rest of-yous people.[/size]

Seriously, there is no clop.