Ok, here's the deal.

You want more of that boring, amateur and witty style that only Keyblade Masters want?

Then I need a job.

And so far, it's been one pit after another. Right when I think I'm ready to start, blam, something... Or... Well, NOTHING HAPPENS.

So I'm not makin' nothing. Nope. It's all about the employment here. Nobody likes a starving artist who happens to intend to stay starving.

Screw that.

And I thought I had one, but apparently they never let me know what's going on - Am I the only one that gets left in the dark all the time?

I know it's because of my Zombie Killing tendencies, but seriously, c'monnnnnn... I get so tired of finding the ammo for the guns but never finding the gun-

Oh, wait. Sorry.

Anyway, no. Not making nothing until I take care of my responsibilities.

OK.