CASEY JOHNSON:
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The Not-So-New Five
Minute Writings Section! (Soon to be it's own page [Pfft...Like
that'll ever happen ;)])
Well, I'm quite bored right now, so I'm gonna put in this section
telling you what's up with me at the moment. I'll try to change
it whenever I update this page, so you have some reason for
coming back. So here you go!
May 5: Well, I'm just plain bored right now. No villains to
fight, no evil to destroy, no lunchmeat to make a sandwich...It's
a very depressing day. I finished drawing a pic of Spirit, but I
don't have a scanner to let all my adoring fans see it. That's
really annoying. It's cloudy and rainy, which is a good thing.
That is, it's a good thing 'till all the mosquitos and worms come
out en force. And to top off this boring, dreary day, I've got no
new e-mail from my fans out there! (hint hint) That fact just
kinda put the icing on the cake. Well, I'm off to find something
to do. Perhaps some evil villain out there needs battling for no
other reason than they're as bored as I am. Hmmmm...I'll have to
check on that. I'm off to a chatroom to find a villain! Bye!
May 6: Well, today I'm in a lot of pain. Yesterday I went to a
chatroom, and I actually found a villain to fight. Sad huh?
Anywho, I went and fought this villain all by myself, thinking to
impress all the cano-ladies. I didn't get a lady, I got serious
injuries. Thus, I'm sitting by my computer today, recuperating.
I can't believe that a villain called "The Evil One,"
who I found on a chatroom and agreed to do battle with, actually
hurt me! It's humiliating. Perhaps after I feel a little better,
I'll go the sound stage and play some loud music to soothe my
aches. Who knows. At least that evil "Evil One" is
behind ba--- OH FOR GOODNESS SAKES! He broke out?!? Oh, the
internet will pay for giving me this depressing news. Well, I'm
not gonna go out there and get 'im again. I'll just get myself to
think he's learned his lesson. Yeah, that's it...
(June 23)
Dear Journal:
Heh...I haven't written in you in quite a while, have I? Sorry.
I've been traveling, as usual. Hey, do you know about Val? No? Oh
man....It's been that long since I've written in this? That's
sad. Well, I'd better start off from the relative beginning.
When I left Caninus ('nother story, tell ya l8er) I got to bring
with me a mode of transport for my new home. Well, I decided on
the newest (and incidentaly most experimental and dangerous)
vehicle. It was a brand new Valkyrie-model hover-bike. It came
with some state of the art features with it, but also one which I
hadn't exactly counted on: It was alive. Yeah, it had some flaw
or something which gave it a sort of artificial inteligence. I
still haven't decided whether this was a good thing or a bad
thing.
Well anyway, after a particularly cool adventure, a stray laser
bolt from a c-mute (cano-mutant) went straight up Val's exhaust
pipe. I barely got back to RRHQ before he crashed permenantly.
Hubert decided to take a look at 'im to see if he could fix him
up. Well, it's taking a lot longer than I'd like. So, for the
last two months or so, I've just been wandering around on foot.
It's not that bad, I suppose. Kinda lonely, true, but I'm used to
that by now.
Well, I figure I'll wander around for a few more weeks at least.
It's helping me remember some things, and to tell you the truth,
it's nice not to have any huge obligations to anybody. Well,
until next time.
-Dervish