About Me (or, a brief history of why I'm here):
My name is Cid ******* Highwind. Nice to meet you. I don't normally appreciate people I don't know reading my flight log, but then, I don't normally have a dragon tail. So I guess in order to be comfortable in this new place, I'll try being a little nicer to y'all. If I get out of line, or curse too **** much, just give me a holler. I don't promise to apologize, but I promise to not be so bad.
Anyways, the last thing I remember (before this town, anyways) was flying my Tiny Bronco and getting sucked up in some crazy electrical storm. Had to bail and lost consciousness when I parachuted out. I guess it was a good thing I hit water, or else I might've landed on my head. It my be hard, but it's not that hard.
When I woke up in the water, I swam to shore and was here at this town. Everyone was right helpful, especially Tom Nook, who has a small shop. He lent me some clothes til mine dry, and said he'd loan me some cash to buy a house. I didn't know about it at first, but after my plane got washed up ashore, it was pretty certain I'd be here for a long time before I could fix it.
Plus, there was the fact that I had a dragon tail and claws now. Mom used to say I came from a long line of Dragoons, but I never much believed her. Definitly owe the old bag an apology. Anyway, I also got wings, but they don't come out unless I really concentrate. And am willing to tear by jacket and shirt, which I usually ain't.
Anyways, if I misplace my log, here's some quick stuff about me so you can return it if you see me around town:
Full name: Sydney Sebastian Highwind
Age: 35
((to be continued))