Lisa's Voice to Computer Journal

[Lisa McNally]

((OOC Note: Elizabeth's part approved by player))

What the **explicit**. How the Hell am I suppose to know if this **explicit** thing is working?! Can someone come the **explicit** in here and tell me if this thing is actually writing what I am saying?! Oh for the love of hell. Yes yes Elizabeth. OK I wont. Just please tell me if this **explicit** gadget is working. Damn it. Fine! And just for the record I never once claimed to be a lady. What do you mean it say explicit when I swear. Help me figure out how to turn off the parental controls. I know you not familiar with such things, but not like I can fiddle around with it. Fine. You know what? Ill just go with it like this, when I play it back and it says that **explicit** it will annoy me, but what ev.


June 14th:
This thing better work or I will cut it in half. OK. Where was I.

June 14th:
I have been in this place now for about a month. That Elizabeth chick, what can I say about her. If it wasn't for the fact of how I came to be here I would say I kinda like her brand of crazy.

Couple things that are kinda amusing about her. The fact she keeps telling me to get on the computer and read crownet. I have just decided to humor her. Oh and this gardening obsession. I am not sure what happened to her, but I am starting to think it cant be healthy to have that kind of fetish.

Then there is Gaijin. I guess he would be alright, if he wasn't a pain in the **explicit**. Although honestly he hasn't been so bad since I hit him in the shin with the Staff. Not sure but I think he took offense to it. Its not like I pulled the sword out and chopped off his pinky toe. He got over it quick though. He was going to bring to the mall so I could get a feel of the way there. He changed his mind, said something about a bounty. But I have heard he keeps raising it. I am starting to think I was pouting because a girl beat him up. Either that or my charm had him so beside himself he couldn't go with me.

I haven't really met many other from the family. I spent most of my time getting use to how much stronger my senses are. I mean they were already strong, stronger then the average human. Now, well now I can smell dog **explicit** from a mile away. It took some adjusting to be able to sort it out and not be over whelming. Then there is the hearing issue. Have you ever listen to someone eating a Slurpee in stereo? I don't recommend it. I how ever got that treat when I happen to be near a fairly sloppy eater of the toothy kind. Not sure who it was, but not very appetizing.

OK guess that's it. Time to play this sucker back and see how it sounds.

End Recording

[Lisa McNally]

June 19:

So this night started out fairly **explicit**. I have managed to adjust to this way now, but they don't tell you how you will still miss the people from before. My father who is a right ********. Truth is he was my rock. After the accident he didn't give up, leave me with family. Oh no Mr. McNally would settle for no less then a daughter that is just as deadly as he is. Life of a **explicit** Gun for hire. Truth is he didn't do so bad. Sure I was more likely to get knives then to get a Barbie doll, but really Barbie dolls sucked anyways.

OK so it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. At first I really hated the fact that he made me do all those therapies and the martial arts lessons. The **explicit** started his idea of proper therapy about a week after I woke up from the coma. If it wasn't for David, I might of grown up to be a bitter woman, unlike my so charming and lady like ways now.

That brings me to David. He was my one constant friend as a kid. His Dad worked with mine. He ways a few year older, but that didn't stop him from allowing the bratty girl to follow him around. I remember he had the nicest skin. Like Hot coco with milk added. Yea I know but hell I was like 4, what else am I going to compare it to.


Anyways. After the accident, David was right there. I don't remember many days he wasn't. Since this is for just me, I guess I can admit some things. Like When I was 15 and we were sparring. I happen to grab his arms and well, he had gotten a lot more muscle. Damn he must of been hot. He was still just David though. My best friend.

OK enough of this talk about your feelings **explicit**. I think I need to go buy more hair dye, its about that time. Wonder if I could find pink or maybe green. That would most likely make Liz swallow her own tongue. Nah, Ill stick with the blue. I get a kick from hearing what people say when they see it.

[Lisa McNally]

June 24:

So I was walking along near the Towers, just mapping out the grounds a little better. Came to the river. Now I was told it was there so I was careful. Still I **explicit** slipped. Wouldn't you know I didn't sink. How un **explicit**believable is that. I mean that straight out of some bible or something. I walked a little on the water. When I stopped I started to sink and decided I should get back to land.

I would of tried to do a little more, but well hell I am not super woman. Plus its near impossible for me to map out the waters. Kinds need land marks for that. I might see if Liz or someone will help me do some mapping of the water. Yea, I know. I am going to ask for help. That will just tickle her **explicit**.

Other topics. We are trying to set this computer up so it can read crownet to me. Liz finally took the hint. I guess there is things on there that I should know or something. Of course I was warned to be a lady when I finally get to put my two cents in there. Personally I think the lady thing is overrated. I am meeting her half way, she doesn't do that girly girly thing with me and I cut down swearing. At least where she can hear me.

[Lisa McNally]

June 29:
OK so Liz has lost it, and here I was thinking she has already done so before I met her. I just now grasp how disturbed a crazy person could get. Now she is I don't know trying to dot on us or something. Like her childer are babes huddle under a blanket waiting for the monster under the bed to eat us.

**Explicit** sake. OK these fangers need a bit of a wake up call. We are not the good guys. **Explicit** I wasn't one of the good guys before Liz's little gift. I mean come on. Their all a bunch of monsters. I have actually listened to some here and there. The are playing human so much that they forget their the thing under the bed.

Now just because your not a good guy doesn't mean your evil. No not at all, but if you feed on other humanoids and cut each others throat on a regular. You cant quite say your the hero of the world.

When I was human I had at least 10 kills in my 18 years of life. The first one when I was 12. Now the creep had a certain fetish for those that were not adults. You know a real scum bag. So they sent me in, hook line a sinker. He thought he was alone with some little blind 12 year old, helpless. He got close thinking he could over power me. What he found out was its hard to over power anyone with a knife in your **explicit**. Then another in the eye. I saved some poor kid from a truly evil man.

Still I took a life and felt no remorse for it. Oh yea, even when I was young I knew that I had a one way ticket to hell. Was I evil killing the piece of **explicit**? No, no I wasn't. Was I the good guy? Hell no.

So the moral of the story is some need to get a grip and stop whining and thinking we are innocent and gentle. I am fairly certain none of these folks are at the very least innocent.

[Lisa McNally]

July 12

**explicit** this **explicit**. No more pretending I am some lady **explicit**. Went to the Opera. Use to go every year with my Father. So decided to keep the tradition going. Got all dolled up, E said I looked nice. Guess it baffles him how I can get ready myself. He will learn eventually. I can do this **explicit**. Simply because I am too much an **explicit** to let someone else help me. **explicit**, he is one of the rare few I would even get his opinion. Liz made the right choice with him, he is cool **explicit**.

Anyway, So the Opera. Growing up I was more likely to get a pair of kick **explicit** pair of blades then a doll, not that I minded. So when my father realized I liked Operas and **explicit**, he started bringing me to see the big reveal shows when they were in town. I would go to these vintage stores, buy dresses that would fit into Liz's time. My form of playing dress up. I get dolled up and we would go there. Dad flashed a lot of money and we got the royal treatment.

This year was a rock opera by the name of How to Survive the Apocalypse. Music was great, too bad I trusted some **explicit**. Yup, was there alone. I must of been out of my damn mind, asking anyone in this place to go with me. I waited in the lobby of Beta Towers till I had to rush in order to catch the opening act. Then when I get there I can smell him. I should of stabbed him in the leg for standing me up. I make a comment on my way up the stairs, but he didn't even say anything back. Hope that little **explicit** had a good laugh.

He has no idea what he has done. I don't mind being by myself. Growing up there was only two in my life. Thats just how you had to be. Wanting to be my friend. Such bull**explicit**. He should of been shot in the **explicit**. Would of helped save me some time.

Now I think I am going out and killing something. **explicit** **explicit**, no good **explicit**.