Intro

[rottenindenver.livejournal.com]

My name is Harry Lockhart. I used to be a thief, then an actor, and now I'm a P.I. in Los Angeles, working for Perry Van Shrike. And, well, fuck, Harmony fits in there somewhere, but God only knows how. She was perfect, you know? So absolutely perfect that I wasted no time in fucking things up with her so royally that we are no longer on what you would call "speaking terms". And now it's just me and Perry, and, hah, as if that isn't a joke in fucking progress.

Whatever. I'll save the rest of this for whenever I figure out how to make these entries private. I don't need every tortured teenager on the internet reading my shit.

Comments

[rottenindenver.livejournal.com]

Whatever, it's- fine. So, glad you decided to drop by. Welcome to the party.

[inky-sword.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't I be the one saying that?

[rottenindenver.livejournal.com]

I guess. Sorry, I've never been particularly good at figuring out the intricacies of, uh, human interaction. But, hey, fuck it. It's my first post, and I'm welcoming you to it.

...Everyone here is human, right?

[inky-sword.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Actually, no. There are ducks. And hedgehogs. And other things.

[rottenindenver.livejournal.com]

Well I guess, yknow, ducks make sense. But I draw the line at hedgehogs. And what do you mean, other things? Sorry if I sound a little, uh, fucking antagonistic, but I want to know just what the hell I've gotten myself into.

[inky-sword.livejournal.com]

Understandable.

Some of the people who appear human seem insulted when you call them that. There are a bunch of people who say they've died, or are dead. And there are gods.

Oh, I forgot to mention the rooster.