Introduction

Hello Everyone! My name is Inochi Seseiji. I know the name is weird to you but where I come from (or at least where I use this name) there’s weirder. For you people who know the Japanese language, then you’ll know that my name is Japanese. No I’m not from Japan nor am I I of Japanese descent. It is alias if you will and I will never tell you my real name (unless you happen to be a Nomaru, Shomaru, or Comaru, in which you’ll probably already know my real name). I’m sixteen going on seventeen (in this life, I’m actually much older if we count all the years I’ve been on this on this earth) and if I get any of you weird guys who have fetishes for teen girls, don’t stalk me. My step-sister pretty much runs my hometown, is a great tracker and has a bunch of awesome powers that would make a dragon run to its mother. Of course that if she gets to you before I show you how bad it is to mess with me (it is a warning not a challenge. Believe me, I will make you live out your worse nightmare!)

Now that we’ve got that out of our system, let’s get down to business shall we?

Where to begin? It’s such a long and complicated story full of twist and turns, traps and false alarms (lots of false alarms). I guess I should sum up. Alright, get ready cause this is going to be like Harry Potter meets Naruto and Lemony Snicket and Percy Jackson jumped on the band wagon just for the heck of it (if this does not make sense to you, then you get my point). Well basically last year I discovered this entire universe that’s been kept secret from the general public, they’re called the Innocents (if you’re going to survive reading this blog then you’re going to need to keep up with the lingo). So in our world there’s this game played called Night Tag. It’s much more serious then the name leads you to believe. Winners win fame, glory, and power while losers are lucky to leave alive.

So why play it if you’re going to possibly die?

Because Night Tag is a lifestyle. It’s a place where people who don’t really fit in because they do weird, scary stuff… where they can fit in and discover who they really are. And that’s what happened to me. It’s too long of a story to explain in this entry. So here’s an outline of what my next entries are going to be:

• A summed up story about what happened to me.
• The prologue of my story that I’m basing off of this (shameless mooch, I know. I’m going to do well in Hollywood).
• A list of Vocabulary and people you’ll need to know.
• A quick catch up of all my theories about what’s going on + my full phrocecy so far.

And hopefully from there we can just about modern day events. I’m not sure how often I will be able to post, my parents are pretty strict folks with really constricting rules about the internet ( my life sucks, I’m suppose to be this great hero yet I have parents with a curfew)

But I will introduce the villain of our story (drum roll please) it is… PRESIDENT OBAMA!!!!! No, wait, just kidding, a little political humor there for you. No the real villain is codenamed the Eye, like the Eye of the storm kind of eye. She’s an ancient evil and has sort of a history with my family and me (will get into that later). She’s power- hungry maniac that would make Hitler look like that annoying burglar that keeps popping up so the super-hero has to beat him up all over again. She came back in 2003 and got her butt whooped hard, but she’s not gone. We believe she was coming back in 2012 (see the Mayans did know something, even if it wasn’t the end of the world) but we’re changing our minds. You know those giant earthquakes we’ve been having one right after the other, around the world? I think that’s her riving up the engine of her evil master plot (it much less cheesy than it’s sounds). But then I have been wrong before so don’t hold your breathe.

Pretty far fetched, huh? So you’re probably thinking “how do I trust this chick? It sounds like she’s been on waaay too many painkillers” Well I can assure you I’m addicted to no drug of any type. But for the other… you can’t trust me. It really is a matter of faith and how much of this you’ve had happen in your life. See I made this blog to see if I could find other players to connect to outside of my friends who play (see I don’t entirely trust them, I think they want to protect me so they withhold vital information), rant about this area of my life and sort of stir up the hornet nest to see if I can get a reaction from the Night Tag community (nothing get people’s attentions like bad behavior!). So if you happen to be apart of the community, see something that strangely similar to your own life or just want to leave CLEAN, CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, then leave a comment or e-mail me (I think my blog shows my e-mail I’m not exactly sure, you guys can let me know)

So see you when I see you. Stay safe and if you happen to know a guy who goes by the name Nomaru and/or Jason kick his butt for me (He’s a real jerk, it’s family history,it will be explained later on).