Journel

December 3rd, 2014

Fuck that psychologist. I don't have selective mutism, I just act like I do because it's my persona.  No one understands that in this world. I could easily show them but then, I will only add this mortal body to my growing line of mortals who have failed me. This is the closest and easiest one I have and no matter what happens, I will remain the same, and they will follow me. Nothing will stop that.

So, Bus 773 was our bus for awhile but that Saxton Bus M had our bus and now, it seems like a new mystery bus is in order. Sure, we have 793 back but 773 wasn't M's bus. We think it's a South Ocean bus. We normally don't mess with them, but if this bus civil war must continue, we will do whatever we can do to continue it.

Also, something happened with Team Rocket that I Pinkie Promised not to mention here. To Meowth and all of us, I will keep that promise. But know that that secret slipped out and now, it's stopped... momentarily. It's just more hidden now.

I finally was able to do the gene spell to link me, Meowth, and Masty together as biological brothers and mother and sons. It was painful for the three of us and their former family's were replaced with a stillborn. I guess that explains why Meowth almost brutally murdered them the moment he saw them again. Masty was somehow able to convince him otherwise though.