Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Midian City Tober's Diary #9

Tober's diary is composed in a small, hardbound book that she keeps with her.

I've been here in Midian for a week or so now, I think. It's hard to keep track because of the perpetual darkness here. Things aren't going so well for me...I'm living on the streets now, maybe for good. I spent my remaining few credits last night on booze. Sometimes I can find drugs and bags of catnip in the alleys or on the rooftops that people have dropped. I still won't touch dope though.

I haven't had too much trouble getting food, but I do usually have to work for it. If I can't steal something from the sushi stand, I will go hunting. I've found a few places around the shore where it's relatively clean and I catch fish or crabs with a stick I sharpened on a rock or with a broken bottle. Then I take my meal-on-a-stick and roast it over a barrel fire. I try to do this in a secluded spot, because it's embarrassing. But it does taste pretty good, I have to say.

Getting extra clothes to wear hasn't really been an issue either because I've simply been stealing clothes off the clotheslines here. I even got a nice pair of boots that someone left on a fire escape to dry out.

I don't know what I'm going to do for money, though. I'm going to need it for some things, I know that for sure. I really don't want to be a pickpocket, but I might have to be one if I'm stuck here. Whatever gets me by, right? My friend Rein wants to "take care" of me, but I think he wants me as a pet. I swear, I think every human male that's really friendly to me or flirts with me just wants me for a pet. Anyway, I'm not quite that desperate yet, and I have my pride. My dad always told me to hold onto my pride, and not be a servant, slave, or pet to anyone.

I've found out some interesting things about Midian: such as, there seems to be well-organized "gangs" here (for lack of a better word). One of the largest groups of nekos is called the Catwalkers. I've already encountered several of them. But not every neko is a Catwalker...some refer to themselves as simply strays, and I guess that's what I am right now. There's also a dangerous gang of humans known as the Hounds. They're kind of like a 20th-century motorcycle gang...but worse. I try to avoid them. There also seems to be a mafia here; maybe two actually. It's difficult to tell.

There's a derelict subway system here and of course a series of tunnels. I don't go in them, but I have heard voices and noises down there. I use the restroom in the subway station to clean myself up, and I try to be down there as little as possible. It's quite scary.

So, this is what it's come to for me right now: hunt, eat, sleep, get drunk, get high, try to stay alive. That's it. I'll write more again soon...it really helps for me to get it out of me and on paper...it's therapeutic.


Tiana Meriman said...

dont give up tobie! *gives you a huge hug*

October Hush said...

Aww, you're so supportive, Tiana. Thanks! =)

It helps to keep in mind that right now these diary entries are almost 2 months in the past, but I'm slowly catching up.

Alex Burgess said...

Yes--I do read your Midian City diary and enjoy it. (Note to the confused: this refs another convo Tober and I were having about blog traffic.)

And knowing that these diary entries are weeks old makes me want to drop in to Midian and snoop around... it would be like knowing the future.

October Hush said...

Haha, thanks, Alex!

I sort of have to keep the diary in the past otherwise it might compromise current roleplay threads that are happening in Midian. And if you haven't guessed by now, it's like a soap opera. Um...with lots of guns, nekos, vampires, crazy humans and biomechs.

Alex Burgess said...

Oh, I'm well aware of the soap opera. I worked security at the TZ for a while, but my life got too busy to stay fully engaged in the storylines. I do love the RP, though. It's cool that you give us a little window into that seedy, gray world...

October Hush said...

Ahh, very cool =)

I'm actually at the TZ pretty often.

Seraphine said...

Words travels slowly on the street. Nekos have padded feet, and when they are being good nekos, nobody hears them. They are invisible. So be very careful; you are earning your street cred, and peeps will be jealous. Find who your friends are, even if you have to share your catnip, when you have it. That's the code. They will share theirs with you too.

October Hush said...

At this point in the diary, Tober is more or less keeping to herself and only interacting with others when necessary. It's a new, scary world for her, and she knows nobody, so everyone is a potential threat. She does end up making friends soon enough, as you will see in the next diary entry.