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Well, what can I say. I was born in Racoon City but moved a few years later to Silent Hill. You gotta like fog to live there...and monsters. Pyramid Head ate my mom, but I'm sure she had it coming. I befriended these two Italian brothers who fixed my plumbing and then sent me on some crackhead journey where everything is big and colorful and mushrooms kill you...they obviously drugged me, the bastards. Narrowly escaping this wacko world on the back of a friendly dinosaur thing, I found a job as a guitarist in several bands, using the stage name Casey Lynch. Bands come and go, but being a Spartan is forever. Cortana has been my friend through many adventures, but has nothing to say when I drop-kick Tickers across the street. My friend Dom thinks it's pretty funny, anyway. Well, at the moment I'm on this creepy ass ship called the USG Ishimura where my friends ate the salmon mousse or something and are now ugly as sin and trying to kill me. I'm leaving this log in case someone finds it. Oh, and P.S. - if you DO find this, tell Lara Croft I don't care if she's in the Underworld, I told her she could borrow those boots for like a week and I'm coming after them. Ugh. Over and out.
P.S. - Never play poker with Pyramid Head. He's a cheating ***.