Well, I did it. I ventured out of my cozy little forest and wreaked some havoc. I started by slaying a bunch of animals and dumping the corpses in people's yards. To be honest, some were roadkill, but it's the thought that counts, right?
Next I had the good fortune of a local elementary school having a field trip into the edge of my forest. I think they were supposed to be learning botany, but they were like, second graders, so I don't think it really accomplished anything. Not for them, anyway. Seeing as they were second graders, and second graders are stupid, a couple got separated from the group. Oh I messed their psyches up real good (ie. made them watch three Law & Order marathons). There's no way they'll be functional members of society when they grow up.
Oh, I went and checked up on those guys who came into my forest with cameras. The ones from my first blog entry? They all seemed normal. Well, except for the one with the strange fascination with masquerade masks... Ah, well, I'm sure it's nothing.
Nothing else has really been going on... unless you count that one guy who got super pissed when he found the dead animals in his yard. He followed an organ trail to the outskirts of the forest and started kicking trees when he didn't find anyone. Thought about killing him, but I was too amused by his rage.
Ah, I almost forgot... stole a TV. Thought I'd mention it.
