The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
-e.e. cummings

Umm.. my story. Easy!!! I was born, I lived, and I died. The end.

Oh, you want details? Well, I'll try. I was there, I know I was. But sometimes I just don't pay much attention. I know I had these things called parents, but they fade in and out of my memory. Probably because I didn't go home much. Too much of a hassle. I was always getting bitched out for one thing or another. Guess I just was never good enough. But then, I had six older brothers and sisters that were good enough, so I guess the odds were that one of us would flop. Lucky me!! No big deal, I guess. I mean, lots of kids get hit and stuff, I just got ignored when I wasn't getting in trouble. So yeah, I guess that was lucky.

Anyway, other than that things didn't go smoothly at all. I went to school, really! Most of the time. I was easily the class clown. I've always had a knack for playing tricks on people, I don't discriminate, I do it to everyone. Of course, when you do it to the principal, he kind of looks down on it, but what can I say? I'm an equal opportunity trick player. And detention really isn't all that bad. I mean, I was never alone there so there was always something going on. My grades weren't horrible, but not great either. I mean, why try too hard when no matter what I'd get my parents wouldn't think it was good enough? Then the shit hit the fan and school became something that only the white kids really got to do. Which meant that I really wanted to do it then. You have to stand up sometimes and make a point. So.. I started going to school everyday when that happened. People didn't know what to do. The teachers weren't at fault, they didn't want to keep us out. And mostly the other students didn't mind. But then you find out that the Strikers actually check these things out! Who would've thought? So I stopped going everyday and just went sometimes again. Couldn't stop altogether, not right away. But man, was it fun to play tricks on the Strikers that came to check things out. Of course, I was careful not to get caught with those ones. Guns aren't nice to have pointed at you. And I hear bullets hurt.

Well, one time when I was in the area of the school some real big shit went down with a group of racists that weren't officially Strikers and some black kids. I thought I'd help out, so I did. Of course, then the Strikers had to stick their noses into it. No fun. But luckily, Miguel and some of Las Panteras were around and helped out. I really liked what they stand for, I'd heard about them a lot. So I asked if I could hook up with them. Miguel agreed and well.. Las Panteras has never been the same, I'm proud to say!

It was just a few months ago that some of us found out we have magic. And since it was going to be a big help, we started training in it. But my magic turned out being weirder than the others, I know that's probably a big surprise to anyone that knows me. Ended up being Earth's version of chaos magic. I can try just about anything and usually can pull it off. The weirder it is, the better chance I have. Of course, I have a hard time sometimes changing back what I did. Luckily I found that out in a not so horrible way. It's fun to cast the magic, but man has it gotten me attention I don't want. There were these weird ass Aztec people that I guess got frozen in time way in the past and they came out of it thanks to this really odd guy named Auntoni. Things got weird for awhile after that and I got caught by them, along with some others. They didn't like me much, I'm afraid. Go figure. Torture.. is not fun. Let me say that right off. I don't like it a bit. And they took me away from Erykah, my girlfriend. She and I started going out not long after I joined up and we'd usually spend most of our time together. And with Unity around, you never know what's going to happen. She might have to hit him or something. Can you believe he told me that he could get her to like him better than she likes me?! What an idiot. She has much better taste than that. And he's found out.

Luckily I was able to get away from the Aztecs, but I tell you... as soon as stuff starts happening with a person, it seems to not stop. I really pissed off people on the side that has that really scary woman Nadine and those Chaos sisters, who didn't like the fact that I have a different kind of Chaos magic. She tried to pull something with me and I did a couple of things to stop her and she got mad. So she traded me off to this woman thing Malkavian vampire Marcia, who decided I'd be good at being nuts. Or that I am. I don't know just exactly which. But it wasn't fun, it hurt a hell of a lot. And now I'm more off the wall than ever. I can't even sit still for very long without going nuts and my mind goes all over the place. Erykah's good at taking care of me, though.

Oh, not too long ago I met Earth's version of those Chaos sisters, though they're not sisters, they're two brothers. And they don't like each other much at all. One, Ukini, likes me and the other, Okanu, hates me. I guess there's only one person alive at one time who has this magic and now that I'm a vampire, I'm here for a long time to come if things work out. Okanu got pissed about that. So Ukini's done what he can to protect me as much as possible. But Okanu likes fucking with the other Panteras, too. Seems like things just tend to get even harder and harder as time goes by. But I'm up to the challenge and I'll do whatever I can to help out. Not easy sometimes, but if I'm lucky the bad people will forget me. Of course, it's not easy being forgotten when you have to run out and do things just for fun, but you never know. I guess I'll have to see what happens. Just have to keep thinking what Miguel's cousin José always says, that everything happens for a reason. Hopefully there's a good reason for this one, but right now I just can't think of it. But then, I never was good at figuring things out. Much too chaotic, you know. And chaos really does rule.

The purpose of life is to fight maturity.
-Dick Werthimer

Oh, come on. If you can't laugh at the walking dead, who can you laugh at?
-Dan Fielding