Madin

Sharon trashed the rec room. That's actually vandalism. Please talk to her about repairs. I'm not fixing it.

Anyway, that was real fucked.

I feel like doing something like positive, and it is so cold out but I have one of the BBQs out and I'm doing sausages, some of those chicken kebabs and I got some kangaroo from the game place.

Anyway, doing a barbeque on the deck.


PS, no hotdogs, no burgers. It's sausages and bread.

This is like so stupid so maybe just ignore it but like, I know Christmas can be tough when you're in your own and stuff.

I made a pavlova and I have a chocolate ripple cake - sort of - the biscuits weren't quite right and I'll roast some of the meat from the freezer tomorrow if people want to come by who don't have places to go.

We'll be in mine and illyanas suite from 2

Speech to text

Alright, so I'm like really bad at this. I'm not. I'm not good at words and talking and stuff. And if I’ve gotta type it out, I won’t be able to do it. So.

Back a few years ago when I was in detention, right? Um. There was. I was kind of jailbreak, right? Um. Some people came in. They blew the whole place up, right. And. It turns out. They were the Brotherhood and they said I could. Could you know.

Fight for mutant rights and stuff. I swear to God I didn't know. I didn't know how bad they were when I joined them. Swear to God. I didn’t know. Anyway.

They, they gave me some training and stuff. And mostly we worked as mercenaries. The whole deal was like. We were working as mercenaries, raising money for them. It was mostly, you know, different parts of Africa and stuff.

And. And when I left. Actually, hang on. let's go back step. And when I wasn't in the field with them. I was. You know. Helping in the underground. And I really was doing stuff. I was. I was actually working for mutant rights when I was doing that. I was helping people. But. Every so often, just to keep my skills up and stuff, we'd. Yeah. Do another session of mercenary work, like, or training camp stuff.

I never did like. The real bad shit, you know. It was. My job was just to look for people really when I was with the underground. Who were angry? And then? Pass the names on, I guess.

But they were also terrorists. And. I left, okay? I didn’t want to just be a merc and funnel people to them. or end up doing proper terrorism one day. I left and I ran. I wound up in Chicago.

After that fight with the cops, I was like, fuck me again. So. I left. And I came here. And I swear to God I'm not with them anymore. I swear. Yeah, that that's it I guess. I think what you wanna think now. I guess that’s it really.

I couldn't find the sign in log or whatever but I returned it.

I knew this place was too much drama. What even happened while I was gone?

Uh, hi.

I've been told I need to introduce myself on this thing. I'm Madin, and as you can see by the accent, I'm from so-called Australia.


Grew up in Melbourne/Naarm, spent some time in Port Hedland on Kariyarra Country and in Woomera in mutie jail and then I left the country, travelled a bit and don't exactly plan on going back.

We - me and Ben - had an argument with the cops in Chicago so now I'm here. I'm telling you that part because people want to know your story and why you're here. You're free to google Australia yourself.

Edit to add: I'm a they/them and if you can't manage that, I'm a fuck/you