Well, lots has happened. Lots. After the honeymoon, things went back to being crazy. My kids had run off and turned into cocoons. Those were in the process of opening when we got back. Now they look like they are in their early teens, but still seem to think like little kids.
We'd gone on a mission that left us with a new "Savage" - currently Teysa or something like that. She's all cyberish. What is with those Americans and their love of cybernetics? Strange enough they can now keep people with no remains of their body in a machine. I don't really like that...it's weird. This new one is no different that the old Savage, besides the gender bend... What a strange guy... He needs to interact more... I don't trust him. He seems easy to betray... Perhaps I shall share that with Chris? A man that can full be locked in a machine can not be trusted, thankfully I believe Marx has that under control. I prefer Marx's strange sense of humor and lust of phazon over Savages shady and allusive behavior. Even Marx isn't that secretive. Marx complies when Chris asks for things...This Savage, he challenges everything Chris asks of him and does not play well with others. I swear, he swings the wrong way and I'll make him feel pain like he's never felt before...Papa showed me the torture room that was in one of the old facilities...
On a good note, I've had a bit of progress with my kids, using my new toy - the bacon launcher has helped.
Back in space again... We've collected a new race after getting rid of a pestering invasive race. I was able to bring a few along and Chris and I have had some fun in training and playing with them. They are smart...they've learned the word 'ball'.
There is a lot to do. We've a big agenda ahead of us.
Time to get together my specialist toys and head out onto that combungled heap of things. I'll write more later once we're done here.
I'm watching Savage...The minute he screws up...Hehehe, he's gonna need all the help he can get, cause it's on new grounds now...
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