Colour is life.
Life is colour.
I am lifeblind.
I saved Emma again last night. It wasn’t Emma, but it needed to have been. She was being sacrificed by the Circle of Thorns, so I broke up the party. It was the wrong colour.
Circle of Thorns are green. Green is bad. I can see the purple fog of [...]
I’ve been a hero now for less than a day. I’ve arrested the hell out of forty minions of various types, broke up a conference of minor evil. For a while I teamed up with some low-levels like me to keep the streets clean. Scary stuff, more their english than anything else, I could barely [...]
There’s something hideously unfair about this “Heroing” business.
I mean, thanks to a Series of Unlikely and Confusing Events involving a pocket watch and an orbital laser guidance system I’m now somewhere in the region of seven feet tall, I can eat McTacos and lay in bed continuously for a decade and still look like I’m [...]
I think I’m losing track here, so I thought I should start a diary so that I don’t lose anything about this really weird shit. Obviously all this stems from a couple of weeks ago with the hypnosis experiment and how badly it went. You’d have thought hypnosis accidents – if they resulted in any [...]
This diary doesn’t have enough colour in it.
Nothing ever does.