It appears that over the space of the last few months I have lost 2 stone. I've been noticing my clothes where baggy recently but today I was running up the stairs, as you do, and my jeans fell down, tripped me up, I went head over heels and banged my arm on the banister leaving a lovely big bruise. So loosing weight is bad for your general health people! Don't do it! I now have a nice blue starry ribbon holding up my jeans, mainly cause I don't actually own a belt and also cause it's blue and has stars on it!

Me thinks I may have to be forcing my poor dear mother to buy me some new clothes. Should make her happy she's always going on about wanting to buy me a couple of new outfits. However if I end up looking like a middle aged woman I wont be too happy!

Damn what am I going to do clothes wise if I keep loosing weight? I can't afford new clothes every few months! looks like I'm going to have to start wearing sacks! Fun Fun Fun!

After the best part of a week of training I was sore but ready for the adventure ahead. I had spent a day deciding what weapon I should take along with me and had finaly chosen a large knife, well I say knife but it was actually 5 foot long and a foot and a half wide. Of course I was used to these kind of dimensions after so long using the Pixie Squashing stick. Through my life I had gained quite impressive upper body strength  and although this weapon was cumbersome and diffucult to carry around I was quite an impressive sight whilst using it.

I kissed Mark and Daisy goodbye and promised them I would return. I felt awful leaving them behind but I knew that it would be too dangerous for them, and I had already asked my family to keep an eye on them and make sure they need for nothing while I was away.

I had contacted my friend Nikki, a normal looking woman though she was, she had unmatched fighting skills and was more than willing to come along once I told her what I was up to. I told her to meet me and get prepared for our journey. She turned up 15 minutes later looking eager and carrying a large backpack with her. "right Nets, we ready to go?" She said cheerfully "yeah, I guess so. We'll take the Van, it's easier then waiting around for trains and watnot" I replied and we got in the van and set off to Captain Phils house.

As we pulled up outside a house that would have been more suited to an old fashioned coastal area I knew we where at the right place. I went to the door and gave a steady knock. I could hear voices from within and a shuffling of feet coming towards the door. A jolly looking lady with glasses opened the door and said "You must be Netty" "and you must be Mrs Captain?" I replied. She gave me a smile and welcomed us in.The house was warm and supprisingly cozy on the inside, completely different to the weather battered shingles on the outside. She pointed us through to the front room where at least 10 other people where sat conversing between each other. I recognised most of them from our last adventure, however there where a few new faces.

In the corner sat Pauline and Suki, quite a distance away from the rest. Suki had that look of a person who has just tasted something bitter as I walked in and took a seat near the window. Although we had worked together before we had never taken to each other, infact if truth be said we hated each other. Mrs Captain stepped into the room and said "Phil should be back any time now. He's been out all day talking to people round here to see if he can dig up any information." I think everyone in the room was quite suprised by this, Phil was known for Many things but research and planning where most certainly not two of them. She waddled back out of the room and conversations started up again within the room. I turned to Nikki and started chatting about nothing much in particular when a rather drunken looking man plopped himself down next to me and proceeded to poke me in the side. "What John?" I said loudly "Hiya Netty, I haven't seen you in years. Thought you'd given up the adventurous life and settled down?" he said as he swayed slightly. "So did I John. Hows the rest of the crew?" He gave a little hiccup and giggled to himself for a moment. "Well Eth married pigshit, well not really married, she didn't know if it where legal and stuff. But they had a bit of a doo and what I think they called a blessing." He pointed across the room at Eth who was hugging little pigshit and stroking his few hairs as he picked crumbs off her top and ate them. "Well she seems happy enough, How about the rest of them?" I asked. "Oh pretty much the same as last time lady."

As we continued our chat with difficulty as John got progressivly more drunk and difficult to understand, a loud bang came from the hall and in ran Captain Phil. He looked destrought and shaken. I got up to go to him and he stopped me and said "There's been another death, We have'ta go there right now!"

 

It began as a seemingly ordinary spring afternoon. The sun was out and I was enjoying a bit of gardening whilst Daisy played happily in the grass. All of a sudden a familiar figure leaned over the fence and gave a throaty cough. I looked up and who should be standing there but Captain Phil. He looked terrible, very pale and drawn. "How goes it Netty?" He asked after a while of uncomfortable shuffling. "What are you doing here? I havent seen you since.......well I havent seen you in a long time. You look TERRIBLE!" I replied.

He shuffled a bit more, and then finaly looked me dead in the eye and said "Yer know the P lady and Suki? Well Ive been to see them, thats probably why I look so bad. I have a favour to ask." I knew how Suki could completely destroy all that is good in a man and leave him a frail shell of his former self, so that explained the way he looked. I was curious though, what would he want from me after so long?

"What is it?" I asked while keeping an eye on Daisy and making sure she couldnt hear anything. "Well somethings come up. Thats kinda one of the reasons I went to see Pauline and Suki. Dont worry none though, it aint pixies, not been any o them around since..... Well.....anyway, theres some whispering around our parts about some creatures. No ones sure what exactly they are, but they seem to be causing a lot of trouble and at least 7 men have turned up dead. Only they aint just dead......They've.......erm.They've been turned inside out. "

"Crikey!" I said, and Phil looked slightly bemused at my shocked reply. Id forgotten that all these years living a Normal life had softened me a bit, so I then explained that to Phil. After about an hour of trying to explain to him and him not getting it, and me explaining again he finaly looked like he understood and said "Maybe you shouldnt get involved then, ya know if youve gone all soft and all."

 I looked him right in the eyes and replied "Count me in, I may have gone a bit soft but I am still bloody tough. I'll need to train up a bit and find a new weapon first though. When are we all meeting to discuss the plan of action?" Phil seemed to cheer up at that and gave me a weak smile and said in his cheeriest voice "Ill be getting the crew together some time over the next week, well be meeting at my place. Just come when your ready."

Ok here's a little thing for anyone who know's me or just come's across my little bit of MSN in search for fun. It's your chance to write me a letter based around these centences. Just copy and paste it into your comment and add what ever you like...

 

 

 The best reply I have had so far was from someone on myspace, here it is so see if you can come up with something better..

 

 

Have fun doing it, I know I'll have fun reading them

 

Nets

xxx