I have an awful feeling I'm one step below an extremist, for Ireland...
EDIT:
Re-thought some of the questions. A bigger jump in economics than I'd have thought, but the social mark remained nearly unchanged.
Drinking gets to a stage where you can't even taste it anymore. Or feel drunk. Drinking gets to a stage where you stop being 'drunk', and instead seem to find a new type of soberness. Ever since coming to this hellhole, Esc'or'nuruodo had found that place. He likened it to crossing an ocean. No...
I... Ah... I forgot my password for a few days >.>
Sorry 'bout that. Lost a decent-sized post, too, so right now my muse is shot. Tomorrow, I promise, though!
Chadwick Nar was sitting in a small cafe just across from the hub, wearing the jacket of an undercover cop that he'd 'found' dying of an overdose off of spice some hours before. The passes were still active, and the body had yet to be found, so Chadwick had found himself a nice new coat after...
NAME: Chadwick Nar
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MISSION REQUESTED: Sealing the Deal
MISSION NUMBER: 3