"Hi, hey." Procella greeted as she came out onto the stage, grinning awkwardly and giving a small wave. "So like, it's been three or so years. How have y'all been? I've been... existent."

She waited for the audience to laugh at her lame joke. "Okay so like, I know I've been a bit missing in action. Which kinda sucks for you guys, since some of you were really into my ideas. What sucks more is the computer that had all that is broken and I won't be able to get anything for another week or so." she shrugged.

"Fuck man, I was like 16 when I wrote that and explained what happened in my life. Now I'm 19. And like, soooo much has gone on. That Chris/Nikki guy I mentioned in the last chapter? Turned out to be incredibly abusive. Like, I had to get the police involved." she laughed awkwardly. "Oh man I could go on for hours about him. He was so nice at first but he really..." she wiped a tear off her face. "Also restraining orders are fucking expensive."

"So uh, yeah. That's a thing. My brother and Zephyr broke up too. He's waaayyyy happier now and I don't really talk to her that much anymore." Procella shurgged. "That high school drama seems like such a long time ago. I was in a really bad place. And while I'm not that much better now, I'm coping with it differently."

She took in a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling. "I was forced to grow up really, really quickly. Fresh out of high school, I made the mistake of moving across the country for school. I thought I was ready but I really wasn't. I really, really wasn't. Fucked up school for myself but hey, I'm good now. I'm taking a year to figure out what I actually want to do."

Procella looked back at her audience and smiled. "I... can't imagine there's many of you out there. I did kinda disappear. If I remember correctly I took some of my stories down as well because I found them a little cringy. I might rewrite them, or write entirely new stories. Season 19 of SP was fucking WILD and this new one is shaping up to be as well."

Her smile softened. "But I mean, I am in a better place than when I wrote the previous chapter. I'm completely clean and have been for a couple years, and I don't hurt myself or try to off myself anymore. But god's still trying to kill me, don't you worry about that. I was actually in a car accident recently and had to go to the ER! Fun times, fun times."

Procella took in a deep breath. "Really don't know what else to say. I really do want to get back into the fanfiction scene, but most of my writing now is actually fanfiction for an rp I do with my friends. We have a really diverse and interesting set of characters that it's easy to make AUs for them. I might post them here, or I might throw them somewhere else. We'll see."

"Well, uh, goodbye for now. And you guys can always PM me if you want to know more about how my life is going and how I am. I check my email every day, so even I don't respond right away I will see it." She smiled and waved goodbye. "Have a good one, y'all!"