Escape Is Always An Option, Kiddies

You see it’s hard to be active when you’ve been in the custody of various different branches of the government for the past few days. It’s hard and nobody understands.

I got sort of mixed up in a robbery (I was WAY more stealthy than those morons and I was only trying to steal some cough drops). So they held me with the robbers for a while, realized I wasn’t involved with them (and didn’t know about the cough drops thing), almost released me, realized who I was, took me to the Guard, and naturally that means some high-security shit that I’m out of in anywhere from a few hours to a few days. I got out, was held by the local police again for a while until they could spare a Guard to come grab me, and then I sort of broke the poor guy’s nose. But I’m free.

That is a lot of shit to go through for cough drops.

Woah hey. What’s up Emery?

I’m probably spamming you madly. Just know, i’m trynig to figure out the site xD

Thanks for the submission, Emery. I think.

secretassasinemery:

Oh my god. I’m totally posting, just for the sake of posting.

Sup Emery? Bored much?

Wassup, first follower?

bubblesinger:

It seems that while at my friends house during our sleepover. I fell asleep before she did and she ‘so kindly’ broke into my account. She promises she won’t do it again (although I don’t mind much since she’s done it before), and wants you’re sincere forgiveness for her actions. 

Well, that’s it for the formal talk. -_-’ why do I always sound like an adult when I type stuff up like this? This isn’t healthy!!! >~<

Since you are apologizing for me? I could always break in again and apologize for you.

bubblesinger:

publicdisturbance:

I could set this to post over and over again every day for a month and it would be accurate each time.

heh heh heh….I guess you’re right…

I’m not just right, I’m entirely correct. You should make like a bear and stop climbing trees for the winter. Or whatever the saying is.

I could set this to post over and over again every day for a month and it would be accurate each time.

Or not-so-dear ones, whatever. My name is Destiny Mitchell and I’m doing this as a record of all of the crap that goes on in my life. This includes but is by no means limited to: getting hit by large moving vehicles, being detained by the authorities, escaping from high-security prison cells, setting fire to things, reading people’s minds, going through the bone-crunch that is shapeshifting, and adding on another public disturbance charge to my rap sheet.

I’m one of many supernaturals in this world. Surprise! We exist! You all said we didn’t, but I stand here today beside all of the other shapeshifters, demons, kelpies, mermaids, centaurs, were-whatevers, somethingkinetics, and all of the rest to say: WE ARE ALIVE.

I’m also one of the ones classified as deadly and I’m to be captured by any means necessary. Not my fault. Come at me.