A doctor is supposed to help, aren’t they? A doctor is suppose to take away an ailment, treat the wounded, fix the broken? I’m broken beyond repair, and no amount of scans, or pills, or treatments, is ever going to … Read More
Move On Up
A man and his son were walking through their orchard one day. The son, being a child of only six, was bumbling along after his father, laughing and frolicking as his father surveyed the land. The father picked an apple, … Read More
Plan for Death.
I once heard of a family here in Arcadia. They were quite well to do, not from the Slums, and they had been sold this idea. I can’t remember how it came to pass, but we were sat, one night, … Read More
Sing Me To Sleep
‘Hush little baby, don’t say a word Mama’s gonna buy you a mocking bird’ As a child, my mama would sing to me, to soothe me into sleep. Her voice was as sweet as any bird, mocking or otherwise, and … Read More
One In The Chamber
It can be lonely on the roads of Arcadia. I’ve spent most of my time the only human visible for miles in any direction. I’ve spent most of my time alone. I’m used to it. I only have Colt to … Read More
Control Freak
I once visited a level, years back, where I met a man named Claude. Claude, a kindly, gentle man by all accounts, was a community man – a man of the people. He loved to arrange and put on community … Read More
False Prophet
There are many who claim to be the saviours of Arcadia. Some of them want to save the whole god damn place. Some of them want to save their own level. Some just want to save their family. Each of … Read More
