Vixxie Tales #10

Here I am again! Surly got into a fight, but he's okay. I don't even think it's possible to kill him, but seeing him all messed up still makes me uncomfortable. But you don't need to worry. He's all bandaged up and already heading out to the Tailhole Club to do something or other.

Before he left, he went back to the Neon Room to pick Clara back up. I know it's been about a day, but I feel like I haven't seen her for weeks. I just imagined her sitting all alone in that room. She looks really sad when she is stuck in one corner and nobody is talking to her.

As soon as Surly walked back into the room with her in his hands, she was very happy to see me. I sat her on my lap for a bit and petted her, and then I brought her over to Surly's laptop to play some HYPNOSCREEN. Although, I didn't end up playing it after all. I decided to make the 10th episode of the famous Vixxie Tales! Woooo!

Okay, it's probably not that famous, but it makes me happy to write them. And I think it is a good thing to do when Surly leaves me alone.

The backroom of the Railroad Club is very nice and comfortable. Miss Silky must have it cleaned regularly. The Neon Room was like that too, but it was darker. This room has such great lighting. It's like going from night to day, but I'm still inside a room.

Oh, and I am keeping the door locked until later. All the security at the club left at about the same time. A shark girl appeared in the bathroom, and so one of the scary dragon robots took her to the hospital. And then after that, there was nobody to protect anybody. I guess it can't be helped when the club is technically closed, but I should be safe in here just as long as I keep the door locked.

I'm a little out of practice, so I can't remember where Surly keeps his cover art. I'll just find a pic and drop it at the bottom for you. Thanks for reading! (I'll ask him where he puts the art when he comes back. You should buy his books whether or not you see his art!)

I Was in a Fight

Whelp, I'm covered in blood. I've just gone back to my room to bandage myself. Don't worry; I'm fine. Ryoko showed up and was her usually pissy self. She was blaming me for everything that was happening and for Jason leaving. I guess she doesn't want Miss Silky as leader. Who knows?! All I know is that I think Ryoko is a fucking hot bitch, and as painful as getting beaten up by her was, I kinda liked it.

Of course, I did my best to defend myself. I even tried to smack her with a table, but I'll be damned but if she isn't really good at tearing the shit out of elderly old men. Who knew?!

I'm okay. In fact, I had fun. I even got a little riled up and forced a kiss on her. She tried to dragon breath me when I did that though. I gotta admit, I might have given her a little too much physical strength when I created her, but I suppose I was having some sort of submissive fantasy or something.

The only thing I really did not like about the fight was that she kept threatening to beat the shit out of my wife (who was with me at the time). I told her to get the hell out and did what I could to keep her pissed off at me. Vixxie is fine, by the way. She ran back into the back room and locked the door.

I'll say this: she picked the absolute perfect time to come at me. All security had left the Railroad Club, which I may have to talk to Miss Silky about. As hot as the incident with Ryoko was, I don't want myself or others to get attacked in a swanky place like this. Hell, they're gonna have to have the fucking stage cleaned of blood (mine) after this, and that's probably going to annoy somebody.

Hey, I get it. I caused a bunch of trouble. That said, Jason made his own decision. I may have written it, but I knew and he knew that this wasn't the world he wanted to live in anymore. I merely assisted him to get out. Why blame me? Also, I should say that I'm not even the one in control anymore. This is Sol Invictus' world now. Like even if you have a problem with anything I did, I am not your reality anymore. Scritch City is not my problem. Don't get me wrong. I still have problems, but Scritch City just isn't one of them.

All in all, I'm doing just fine. I'm still working on my own things. I'll probably have a talk with Miss Silky about this later. It's been an interesting day so far.

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Jason's Exit

Jason had pulled Miss Silky into a side room of the Railroad Club. His face was grave. He looked into her eyes with the countenance of strong but tortured man. The purple feline at once knew something was wrong.

"Miss Silky," he said in a deep, meaningful tone.

"Yes, Jason?" she returned softly.

"I need you to cover for me for a bit. Scritch City is about to fall into someone else's hands. It hasn't quite happened yet. I need to use this time wisely.

"Go on," she encouraged.

He paused and released a sigh of frustration. "I'm leaving."

"Leaving to where?"

"Zed."

"Dear, you'll be cut off. Why would you do that to yourself?"

"I'm not going alone," he explained. "Surly gave me a way out. It rather surprised me when he did it, but I could see what he was doing. He openly defied TED a few times, and I took the hint. He doesn't want me to become... like him... I suppose."

Miss Silky did not seem as if she fully understood, but she was no less supportive of the fox. "Who are you going with?"

"I have been in contact with Eager Ears Fennec and her underling Lust Bearers. They will be joining me to make sure I don't get stranded there."

"I see." She paused thoughtfully. "I'm sorry it had to be this way."
Jason embraced her possessively, but he looked into her eyes with something akin to love. "You're perfect," he whispered.

"Perfect how?" she queried.

"Perfect for me."

She smiled.

Jason leaned in, and they kissed. Taking a short time for themselves, Jason was soon releasing her, taking a determined step back. "You're in charge."

"I understand," she replied softly. "Goodbye, Jason. Travel well."

The fox nodded and headed down a spiral staircase that was nearby. Shortly afterwards the staircase itself dissolved into nothing. Silky took a deep breath and entered back into the lobby of the Railroad Club as if nothing had happened.

The Future of Scritch City

It's not over until its over, but the hard truth here is that I am about to lose Scritch City. The city which also includes the world around it (USA and the Predatory Union) is going to be turned over to another God called Felix which came in the form of a God-being called Sol Invictus. This is the God who originally controlled Quentin as His avatar. The whole deal was moderated by a being called Jord which had formerly identified itself as Ethereal Scratch... although it wants to be called TED for some reason. I remember back when I created things, I just gave everybody first names and then called it a day!

I met with this Sol Invictus and he was the most frowny feline I ever met. Seriously, I can't even imagine what a smile on his face would actually look like. It's like someone just drew a frowny line right there on his blank muzzle. Drove me crazy for the first few minutes, but I got used to it. But damn, he was way too serious. Of course, he accused me of not being serious enough, so I guess that's fair.

The deal was brokered in this way: Sol Invictus will become the authorial owner of Scritch City and all other places in that world. He can write it and design it any way he wants, and the people will just have to deal with it. I still get to finish a book about it that was already in the progress of being written. Everything in that book will still be canon, and all former things that I wrote about Scritch City will remain canon. But Sol Invictus has the right of canon from this point on.

As for me, I have decided to move camp into the backroom of the Railroad Club after all. I'll be writing my stories from there and reporting on things as I see fit. I don't plan to stay here forever though. I just have some unfinished business here. I'll be popping back into the Neon Room to pick up Clara, and then everything will be set.

Oh, and in case you're wondering if Jason will be forcing me to only write what he wants me to write, that issue has been dealt with by the presence of Sol Invictus. I'll be left alone. Jason has no reason to treat me cruelly now that I am no longer God of his universe. I'm just a roaming writer making his home in the back of a jazz club. Yeah, who cares about that guy.

As to the future of Scritch City, it's not my problem anymore. I got to deal with all the other worlds I created. Oh, and Ixus is no longer a problem, at least for now. Jason will be banned from Zed once this deal goes forward. It was part of the deal. He'll be getting his power from Sol Invictus from now on like a good opportunist.

Well, that's that. No promotion this time. I just wanna wrap this blog up and go have sex with Vixxie. Extremely horny. Like you have no idea. Cheers.