Summer Files: Atlantis 2

After the Pie-Eaters and I crashed spectaculaly into the hull of Atlantis, we escaped into the main city. Stupid Genvieve was the one to crash the submarine, of course.

Hold on, Phoenix wants to me to come do some dishes.

This is Henry the Eighth, who Skirt-Wearer for SOME REASON thinks is better called some European Model name. Genviever. Spaw. Anyway, it was Skirt-Wearer who crashed the sub into the

I am absolutely SICKENED by Genvieve! You see that smallified text up there? He wrote that! He was pretending to be a god! Thor, of all people! Ugh! Anyway, I caught him, and soundly thrashed him. Twas awesome. It was easy, too, but what do you expect from aguy named after some European Model.

Anyway, after we got into the city, the hard part was disguising ourselves. We thought itd be cool to use our fishing rods that we brought and catch some of the atlanteans, who of course, look like fish. The plan was that after we caught five, we were going to fillet them and wear their skins over our bodies, but sadly, the Atlanteans claimed they were smarter than that, and threw us in jail for possession of Fishing rods, which is apparently a felony here.We've been stuck here jail all day. Luckily, they provide Internet access, so I'm able to blog. Phoenix is working on a plan to get us out.Hold on, he's enacting it...

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