[Public] Journal Entry: Jonothan Starsmore, 8/15/2012

[om_chamber]

Okay, so I guess I'm supposed to use this thing to introduce myself? I'm still at the airport, waiting on a cab that's supposed to take me to this "school" that's supposed to be so helpful to mutants. Bloody waste of time if you ask me. Anyway, my name is Jonothan Starsmore. If you watch National Geographic at all, you'll know my parents, Jack and Marianne, the "controversial" archaeologists who think that every urban legend can be traced back to mutants. Guess they finally got one right.

Not sure what else I'm supposed to say here. I'll be there in probably an hour, so there's that, I suppose. I've only got just the two bags, so I'll need to take a trip into town to pick up a few things.

Comments

[om_touchstone]

I hope you both realize that smoking is prohibited in the rooms.

[om_chamber]

Ease off, mate. We've all got our vices, let Angelo have his.

[om_touchstone]

Vice yourselves silly.

Just not in the vicinity of my things.

[om_chamber]

You do realize you're talking about vices with a man with no heart or lungs, right?

From what I've learned about Angelo, I don't think you'll have anything to worry about.

[om_touchstone]

No... sorry.

[om_chamber]

Thought not. I'm just doing a bloke a favor. We all need things to cling to, something to distract us from the hell our lives have become. I'm sure you've got yours, as well.

[om_skin]

Are you the security guard?

[om_touchstone]

I will be, if you burn down our hall or give me cancer. Just do it someplace else, okay?

[om_skin]

I'm shocked and appalled that you think of me as so inconsiderate, amigo.

[om_northstar]

More like the hall monitor's over-achieving little brother.

[om_skin]

That's unfortunate. You know this guy?

[om_northstar]

He is my roommate. Lucky me, I suppose -- at least it means the scenery is pretty.

[om_skin]

Oh yay, more pretty boys.

[om_northstar]

Pretty, but boring as fuck.