The Yellow Peril

I only speak the language of street fightin' and fried chicken.

Already a noted author, gifted craftswoman, and brilliant sharpshooter by the age of ten, The Yellow Peril in recent years has added loyal henchman and smelly fishmonger to her list of ever-growing tradeskills.

In her spare time, The Yellow Peril is a law student, having convinced a fairly reputable law school that she would not be the worst decision they've ever made. Her hobbies include laughing inappropriately, pretending that her stomach is a set of bongo drums, and being asked to leave.

The Yellow Peril continues to struggle in ordinary functions of daily life. She has been known to become trapped in stairwells, eat the fortune in the cookie before getting a chance to read it, crush her head in a sliding van door, and be that girl who owns the lone shoe on the side of the highway.

This journal is a chronicle of those incidents, so that those who follow are not condemned to repeat her.

Or something like that.