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  1. Drip. Drip. Drip. Jazzy twitched in her bed. There was no way it was morning already; she’d only just gone to bed! Drip. Drip. Drip. What in the world was that noise? It wasn’t her alarm clock; that had more of a bell sound than a drip. A loud groan shook the demon’s ear drums before literally shaking her from her bed. Her eyes shot open as her body toppled from her bed. “Oh god! An earthquake!†She scrabbled to her feet, her orange tail puffed out like a pom pom. Wood bit at her toes and nipped her finger tips, splinters catching the flesh. She paused. Something wasn’t right. She… she had carpet in her house, didn’t she? Grey carpet, to be exact. She looked down. This was definitely wood. And real wood, too, not that cheap linoleum that was made to look like hardwood flooring. But this wasn’t hardwood flooring, either. This was hardwood planking masquerading as hardwood flooring. Nothing fancy here. There was only one thing left to do in a situation like this: scream. And scream she did, with a bit of stumbling and falling backwards into the hammock she’d just fallen out of. “Hey, hey, hey, what’s all this noise?†a voice said from the darkness. Jazzy popped her head up, ears alert on the top of her head. “Ah. A new member. Welcome aboard the Paunch.†“Come out into the light!†Jazzy yelled, slowly trying to untangle herself from the hammock while keeping an eye in the direction of the voice. The first thing she notice was the gleaming blue eyes of the man as he stepped where she could see him. Quickly followed by the sheer volume of the man. He was tall and thick. Not fat, not really, but thick. She’d have assumed he was a football player if it wasn’t for the sailor’s clothes he wore. Thank god the hammock was there to catch her swoon. “Who—who are you?†she stammered. He half smiled. “Logan. I try to help new recruits aboard the ship.†“I’m not a recruit! I went to bed in my own bed last night!†He nodded. “Most people don’t remember getting here, just that they did. It’s possible to leave, it’ll just take time and hard work. Most of the crew find it easier to just… deal with it and go on. I can help you, if you want.†Jazzy opened her mouth, then shut it. Did she want his help? Did she need it? How hard was it to get off a ship? “Your captain just lets you help people escape?†Logan shrugged. “He doesn’t care. Captain Gut knows he can claim almost anyone. What’s one lost crew among the masses? So… do you want my help or not?†--- Hello! I'm Jazzy and this is my battle log! I decided that to keep myself interested and entertained in posting, and to keep anyone who reads this entertained, to creatively write intros and make this a whole adventure for me. Hopefully it'll also keep me on my path to weight loss. A little bit of info about me, I'm 25 for now, 5'8", and as of last weight in, 303 pounds. I've always considered myself fat, though looking back on my younger self, I didn't really get "fat" until about 11th grade. But, I had always been told that if you look down and can't see your feet, you're fat; sad thing there is, I have a big rack! So seeing my feet beyond the boobs never happened unless I was naked. I've tried losing weight before after hitting my highest weight of 310 pounds (that's my guess, because my scale didn't go above 309, so all I got was ERROR, but it didn't take me long to get back to a weight that the scale read). I got down to 269 pounds, then bounced back to 285-289 area and was okay there until recently when I jumped back into the 300s. I'm an emotional eater and I'm trying to break that, with the help of my boyfriend. I suck in the willpower department when it comes to food, so all the help is loved, lol. I've actually written him in to the story as my guide, aka Logan from the story. Stats Age: 25 Starting Weight: 305 Current Weight: 303 Goal Weight: 150 Challenge 1: Befriend the Cook Main Goal: To change my eating habits Quests: -Eat at home 15 out of 21 meals a week 71% of my meals -Cut out soda (No Soda PVP Challenge) -Log all food eaten. Life Quest: Obtain my driver's license Challenge 2: Now Starts the Hard Work Main Goal: To lose 5 pounds Quests: -Ride stationary bike at least 30 minutes, 3 times a week -Stick to 1810 calories a day -Drink at least 32 oz of water a day Life Quest: Write at least 100 words a day Side Fitness Quest: Attend yoga twice a week (this isn't a quest above because I'm taking yoga as a course at my college) Challenge 3: Back on Deck Main Quest: Lose 5 pounds Quests -Ride the stationary bike at least 3x/wk for at least 30 minutes -Stick to 1810 calories per day -Work up to 7 minutes meditation/day (start at 2 minutes and add a minute each week) Life Quest: -Post an update to my challenge thread every other day -Post to my crew's challenge threads at least once a week -Cross stitch when possible Side Quest: -32 Oz of water a day
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