Stardate 5,4,3,2,1... CHAOS!

Well shoot. Kat/eMipu decided to rebel against the Vixy clan which means there will be nothing but chaos. Seems the Vixy clan had been subverting evidence in their reports to Kat HQ. They tried to cover it up but now its all going up in smoke just before the war seemed over. God we're so screwed. I just wanted peace. I wanted to support the Vixy clan having been a member for a while, but it always ends up in scandal and betrayal... such a great group, but they just won't play fair or honest.

Also, I've failed once again to re-establish contact with my beloved Paula vV The one day she comes on after 20 or so days after a quick, informal and almost unemotional talk and I'm busy and oblivious with some visiting allies of our squad. Today has been beaten upside the head with the crap stick.

Stardate 2.18 something something... (e)

I've fallen in the midst of a battlezone. Tensions rage between the Vixy clan and Kara clan, all concerning this promised eutopian place called by many names including Kat and "eMipu". Both sides have been known to me before, and both promise desctruction from the other should I choose a side... Aiyah Xx

Perhaps the war will be over soon and they shall allow the land of eMipu/Kat to decide its allegiance on its own oO

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Also, storms have raged once every day for the past 4 days. Communication has risked being knocked offline by rouge surges of lightning ><

Stardate 3.141598... mmmmm, pie...

Finally made contact with a friend from the other side, the elftown side. Still no response from Vixy, but her name has appeared on my list of visitors.

Stardate... Gah! No more of that! Stars were not ment to date, they can just settle for being good friends ><

I've been marking my territory by claiming the wikis I never could on Elftown.
Fox
Inari
Kitsune
Anthro
Sapphire
Fire
Wind
Water
Earth
Sun
Moon
Ice
Life
Sound
Storm

Stardate... what the hell ever date in the stars this is.

I have set digital pawprint into unknown territory. This place is so drab it makes my monitor cry tears of sadness at the utter lack of colors, and makes everything seem like a bad film-noir. Uh oh, I sense a parody coming on.
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Monday, June seventh, half past midnight.
It was a quiet night, nothing but the whirr of the fan to drown out the gunshots of this big city. I was the lone wolf in a town full of anthros. Actually I was a Fox. Wes Foxx.

Okay enough of that. I feel like I'm writing the script for X-Play. Damn that videogame review show, but in a good way. Anyhow, double-aught-30 makes a 3-tail kitsune like me tired and random, so I'll shut up. Tune in next time for the adventures of what the flip, this guy's gone psyco.