tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15214675336368538892024-03-05T12:30:12.910-05:00The GameKyle L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268215156318542071noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-6737823855567952782014-05-15T09:09:00.000-04:002014-05-15T09:09:02.936-04:00Postie Post McPostenbergerTrish here again, and again Virgil picked the title as always. Something happened last week and I've been trying to get Virgil to type up what happened, but he just won't do it. I'm not sure why but he had an incredibly serious look whenever I brought it up. Though he did say I could post something about it if I wanted to.<br />
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Anyway this started out about how you'd think a typical blog post would start out. With Virgil yelling about his Captain Crunch. I walked out of the RV's bathroom to see Spectator sitting at the table eating more of Virgil's favorite cereal.<br />
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"Relax buddy," Spectator told Virgil while taking another handful of cereal. "I'm here to make a proposition with you."<br />
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"Get out," Virgil said pulling out a gun and pointing it at Spectator.<br />
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"I haven't even told you what the deal is at least hear me out. Also a gun? That's cute that you think your little human toy will work on me. Going to hit me with one of those rubber baby hammers next?"<br />
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"Of course I don't but it would make me feel better if I did shoot you. And no deal whatever it is. Kyle made a deal with Door and look how that worked for him."<br />
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"Fair point. Here is my counterpoint Sourcey," and he handed over some newspapers to Virgil. "Hey there Trish. How's life with this crazy Source of entertainment? Seen a lot of deers recently?"<br />
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"No, we've been lucky with Stag."<br />
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"Good, good to hear."<br />
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"So?" asked Virgil, "You used a website to make a newspaper. I can do that too." <br />
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"What? This is as legit as it gets."<br />
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"Sure it is," Virgil said, "that's why this paper has a witness reporting about, 'a masked boy that was shooting flames from his hands.' Please isn't that a little to obvious, Mr. super-special-awesome-eldritch-abomination. Even worse," Virgil started than pointed at something on the paper to finish.<br />
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Spectator shrugged, "Are you really doubting that a being such as me could do something as small as that. You really are crazy, Sourcey."<br />
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"Uh, what's this about? Virgil what do the newspapers say?" I asked because I has no idea what was going on between the two.<br />
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"He's trying to sell me some bullshit about Door and I'm not buying," Virgil explained. Didn't really help me.<br />
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"But Source here really should because I'm just trying to prepare him for when Door shows up."<br />
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"Wait, so like Kyle is out again?" I asked.<br />
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"No," Virgil adamently said.<br />
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"But he will and soon."<br />
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"Will you please just get out and leave my damn cereal."<br />
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"Nope, because I want to teach you a way to defend yourself against all the crazy of the universe. Yourself included. Sort of, kind of, maybe not."<br />
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"What?" This one was from the two of us. Spectator leaned in closer to Virgil and whispered something to him. His mood completely shifted when he heard whatever it was that Spectator told him made him much more serious. Up until this point Virgil was annoyed by Spectator but this was different.<br />
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He turned to me, "Trish, would you mind leaving me alone to talk to Uatu the Asshole?"<br />
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"But-" I started.<br />
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"Trish, I gave you the space you needed after the what happened in January, so please do the same for me now."<br />
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"Uh, sure if you want. I guess it's fine and all."<br />
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"Be seeing you Trish," Spectator said with a creepy little wave to me. <br />
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"Thank you." I went outside the RV to give Virgil the time he wanted and to get some fresh air. Not much to write about after that because when I went back in Virgil was by himself and refused to talk about it.<br />
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You know I want to be of more help. Virgil was nice enough to take me in after he and Kyle helped me in a moment of desperate need, and I've done nothing to help him. Fuck I got him in much more trouble actually. He tries so hard to protect me by keeping me out of things like with his conversation with Spectator, and I'm happy he cares enough to try and protect me you know, but I want to help. Now I'm living off him and not doing anything to help no matter how much I might want to, but he won't let me. You know?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-82810143464832236672014-04-01T21:57:00.000-04:002014-04-01T21:57:33.009-04:00I Hate April Fools DayBut on the plus side; <br />
1.) <a href="http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/thatguywiththeglasses/specials/42809-adventure-time-vlogs-friendship-is-magic">video one</a><br />
2.) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSpFRcTeUQ4">video two</a><br />
3.) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YMD6xELI_k">video three</a><br />
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But on the down side again;<br />
1.) <a href="http://kotaku.com/frostbites-april-fools-joke-is-kinda-mean-1556136401">Video Four?</a> <b>This one was mean you dicks!</b><br />
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<i>As for why we are pissed, Spectator pulled a prank on us. </i><b>WHY DO THAT WITH THAT TO US WITH CINNAMON TOAST CRUNCH! </b>You this is why Kyle thought up the idea of Virgil Muffs.<br />
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I woke up today, after taking a nap from driving for two day straight. <i>It wasn't a nap you were out cold for the entire day. </i><b>Yay! You only drove one day straight.</b> Shut up both of you! Anyway I get up and there is a cereal box on the table with a note.<br />
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"Here's a box of cereal as payment for all of the bowls I've taken," it said with an S at the bottom. I then opened the box and saw it was full literal cinnamon toast. <b>SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK?! </b>Then Spectator appeared eating a bowl over filled with Cinnamon Toast Crunch.<br />
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"April Fools!" he said with a mouth full of the cereal before swallowing the cereal, "It is April Fool's right?"<br />
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"Yes," I said gritting my teeth.<br />
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"Oh good I got it right this time," Spectator said.<br />
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"Will you get out of my house?!" I yelled at him.<br />
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"Well this isn't a house, it's an RV, get your eyes checked, and it isn't yours its Kyle's. So, yes but only because I was never in it to begin with," he said going back to eating as he sat there.<br />
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"Then get out of Kyle's RV!" I yelled more pissed, "It's early for this shit!"<br />
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"Why would I leave when you're clearly lost without me?" he asked.<br />
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I sighed, "If I need someone sane to direct me, that doesn't qualify you since your even more insane that I am."<br />
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"I never said I was sane," he told me, "I just said I have facts straight, you need your ears checked too."<br />
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"You know I'm really starting to hate you," I told him.<br />
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"Get in line," Spectator said, "Last time I checked the line ends at Door, course the feeling is mutual with him. Okay maybe also Stag, but I like fucking with him, he's just so slow, mentally too."<br />
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"Why must you always steal my cereal?" I asked him<br /><br />He ignored me, "Slendy and I are buddy," he told me before a sudden migraine hit causing me too see flashes of that events in Trish's home town on the solstice when he put his arm around Slendy before it ejected it's tentacles out of it's back, "Buddies," he said following that.<br />
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"Ahh! What the hell was that?" I said holding my head.<br />
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"Oh you saw that too," Spectator said<br />
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"You made me see it," I yelled at him.<br />
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"Ehh! Doesn't seem like me," he said.<br />
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"Oh my god just leave me alone for like three days," I told him annoyed<br />
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"You know me and time," he said, "Father Time hates me."<br />
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"Are you being serious?" I asked him annoyed<br />
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"Could be," he said, "FT's a dick to me."<br />
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"No idea why that would happen," I said sarcastically.<br /><br />"Neither do I," he said still sitting at the damn table.<br />
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"Please! Just go away for some period of time," I said begging him<br />
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"Okay fine," he said disappearing.<br />
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I sighed in relief sitting down at the table. He then appeared back where he was sitting.<br />
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"Goddammit!" I yelled, "What now?!"<br />
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"I didn't say good morning to Trish," Spectator said.<br />
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"I'll deliver the message," I said wanting him to leave.<br /><br />"Will you? Will you really?" he asked me.<br />
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"If I have to I'll sell my soul to make sure your message is delivered to her," I said sarcastically.<br />
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"Yeah, I'm not big into the soul trade," he said, "Course do know a few people interested in souls, Archangel, sometimes Slendy *whispers* although it's more of a hobby with him, Psudo also does. You should already know that. I mean Kyle did basically sell his soul to him."<br />
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"Yeah I know that's how the idiot got killed a second time," I said annoyed so much I was started to drown Spectator out.<br />
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"Well it's been fun but I have business," he said standing up, "Remember I'm depending on you. It's live and death. You need to deliver this message to Trish. Good. Wait for it. Morning."<br />
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"Yes I already know," I said really annoyed wanting him to leave badly.<br />
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He then disappeared and I sat down starting to eat the toast he left in the box. <i>To be fair it was actually quite good.</i> <b>But he stole all of our cereal. </b>Trish got up later and I handed her a plate of Cinnamon Toast.<br />
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"Spectator says good morning," I said groaning in annoyance. He then reappeared.<br />
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"Good job you just save lives," he told me, "Okay not really. Like thirty runners just died right now. Not really cause of you," he said, "Or was it?" he asked under his breath before finally going away for good.<br />
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Trish looks at me, "What just happened?"<br />
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"I'm not even giving him a reason to comeback," I said, "No, if you really wanna know read the blog later."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-33214764191272772992014-02-22T16:53:00.000-05:002014-02-22T16:53:32.108-05:00UpdateTrish is doing better but she isn't perfect. Unfortunately I don't think she is ever going back to the way she was before. She has come out of the back room some and acted like she was fine and puts on a smile, but I can tell she still effected by all the craziness that...I admit that I've dragged her into. I've noticed different mannerisms to her actions. A emptier look in her eyes, the way she doesn't put much energy into things, and she eats cereal sadly. <b>How do you eat cereal sadly?</b> You eat it slow without enjoying it. <b>How you not enjoy Cinnamon Toast Crunch?! </b><i>I don't think this is the best time to be interrupting the explanation. </i>I can't get over what Runner said in the comments. I mean was Saint Walker truly genuine about his intentions towards me and Trish? <i>Common he was proxy, and having one of them around is just going to be trouble for everyone.</i> Well I guess but I mean are their more like Saint Walker that don't want to kill people? <b>But killing psychotic killer is fun!</b> So were next on the list then.<b> But we're the good guys!</b> Can you really look at yourself in the mirror and honestly say that without any doubt about being good or bad? <b>Of coarse I can't do that. Your the one in control.</b> Wait did you just count yourself as separate from me? <i>Well we are part of you but we don't control you.</i> <b>Yeah we're like your conscience! </b><i>We're gonna Jiminy Cricket up this bitch! </i>You're like fragment of the old original Source then. <b>Pretty much.</b> <i>I would consider us more parts of your psyche. </i>So what? You're logic, he's entertainment, what does that make me? <i>Well I would say I am the Super Ego, and the other more primal you is the Id, leaving you to be the Ego. </i>It's easier just to say Logic, Entertainment, and Morals. <b>Aww! But we don't sound all sciencey.</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-11389449481634923402014-02-01T20:12:00.000-05:002014-02-01T20:12:57.947-05:00The Conclusion of the Battle of the Doll MazeWe walked into the Brat's lair which looked like a really fancy, rich person dining room. It even had one of those long tables so you could have those awkward conversions where family members sat on opposite ends and had to yell at each other.<br />
<br />
"I hate rich people," I said.<br />
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"Kyle's rich," War said.<br />
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"Yeah but he wasn't one of those people that showed off his money just cause he had money," I responded.<br />
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"He would have been if his parents gave him more," War retorted.<br />
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"Eh, I don't think he would," I said.<br />
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"Greetings! The young mistress wishes to extend her greetings," Said on of two Nameless acting as maids standing at the sides of the Unnamed Child, "Please take a seat."<br />
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"Yeah I'ma gonna stand," I said, "I'd rather not do what a eldrich abomination says in the middle of it's personal dimension when anything and everything around could be a trap."<br />
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"She merely wants you to be comfortable while she discusses what you owe her," the Nameless maids said.<br />
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"What do we owe that bitch?" War said.<br />
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"Dude, I get you don't like Fears and their lackeys, I mean neither do I, but calling one a bitch to it's face when we have no fucking idea how to kill it, it is a dumb idea to piss it off," I scolded War.<br />
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While Saint sits he responds, "Not as dumb as saying you don't have a plan in front of said abominations face." He then motioned to tell his Proxy underlings not to sit.<br />
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"Hey I never said I didn't have a plan, I was just scolding War for being the dumbass that mouth off to something that is going to easily kick his ass, I mean look at all of the attempt he made to kill a Proxy Lieutenant," I replied.<br />
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"It was still stupid to let her know you didn't have a plan at all," He retorted.<br />
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"I killed all of them without trouble, except for a few," War said before I had time to respond, "Unlike you who has only killed a few mooks."<br />
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"Granted I haven't been living up to my title, but at least I'm playing it smart, instead of going out hoping someone will kill me just to get redemption for torturing a good friend of yours for months," I retorted.<br />
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War doesn't respond and looks at the ground.<br />
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"Can you two save the drama for later and just sit down?" Saint said.<br />
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"Yeah you're the one with plan and I'd stand in case that plan includes fucking us," I told Saint.<br />
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Trish breaks out of her silence, "Just do it," sitting down.<br />
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War then forces me to sit down, "You're the one that didn't want to piss off the eldritch abomination."<br />
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"Fine," I said pissed still not trusting Saint or the Unnamed Child.<br />
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"The mistress is crossed that you broke her toys," One Nameless maid said.<br />
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"She demands you replace them," the other said.<br />
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"Saint Wannabe since your men killed the greatest number of her 'toys', I think you should replace them," I told Saint.<br />
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"All of you must replace them," the maids said in unison.<br />
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"Well I don't think you take money so, and I'd rather keep random innocents out of this, so I can't really pay you back," I told the child.<br />
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"You misunderstand, <i>you </i>must replace them," the maids told us.<br />
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"Sorry but I don't like being a bitch's bitch," I said.<br />
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"You just told me not to say that, fucking hypocrite," War said.<br />
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"Yeah but calling her a bitch, isn't you," I told him.<br />
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"Have you read my blog," War replied.<br />
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"Yeah but your just being dumb in that, I on the other hand am just fucking insane," I replied.<br />
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"No arguements there," Saint, Trish, and War said in unison.<br />
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"You don't have a choice, either serve the mistress or die," the maids said.<br />
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"Saint can we initiate the plan or are we going to sit here all day?" I said.<br />
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"So what is your plan?" he said with a smirk.<br />
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"My plan is the same as the Doctors most of the time, run," I told him.<br />
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"So let me get this straight, your plan was to come here, hope you find me along the way, come along into the house with me, find out my plan, and run?" <br />
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"Yeah I wasn't planning on meeting you," I said, "So whatever I had planned was fucked when you showed up."<br />
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"So will you join the mistress?" the maids asked.<br />
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Saint ignores them, "So then what was your plan before I showed up, because I am really interested to know."<br />
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I take the backpack I had off and put it on the table, "What do thinks in this back?" I asked Saint Wannabe.<br />
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Stares waiting for an answer, "Well since your not much for guessing, it's homemade explosives," I told them, "War and I have been working on a fireworks display for the little brat over there."<br />
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"The mistress does like explosives," a maid said.<br />
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"Thought she would," I said.<br />
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"Good because we had something...similar in mind," Saint said.<br />
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I looked towards the mooks that Saint brought with him and the were all holding hands in a circle. <i>It would have been touching if there heads hadn't exploded a moment right after.</i> <b>Actually strike that it was MUCH more touching.</b><br />
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"Usually I support spontaneous explosions of any kind, but how does this help?" I asked Saint.<br />
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"We're bringing the master here to teach her a lesson personally," Saint said.<br />
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"Damn it I knew you were trying to kill us along with her!" I said pissed off getting out of my seat.<br />
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"No I told you that isn't my intention," Saint told us.<br />
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"How the fuck is this not going to kill us?" War asked Saint pissed as well.<br />
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"God will be busy, and won't have anytime to deal with any of you," Saint said<br />
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"What do blood explosions have to do with your so-called god?" I asked.<br />
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"Unfortunately the Unnamed Child put up barriers to block out the master and other minor deities," Saint said, "The master can track any of his servants, and these proxies volunteered to be his gateway to bypass the barrier."<br />
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"Wait blood everywhere, plus the gateway thing, and the fact they all died...Blood Magic is real?" I said confused.<br />
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"What? No, no! Of course not! The body could not take the strain of the masters gateway," he told us.<br />
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"Then it looks like we should leave now!" I said<br />
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As I grabbed Trish I turned to see War on the ground grabbing his head in pain screaming.<br />
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I looked at Saint Wannabe, "What did you do?!" I asked him pissed off.<br />
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"N-nothing...I had nothing to do with this. I have no idea what's going on," he told me.<br />
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I then picked War up and put his arm around my shoulder starting to drag him out of the room with Trish following. War was mumbling something about memories and voices. As I left I activated the timer in the pack with the explosives just as Slendy started to appear. Saint grabs the War's other arm and starts helping drag him out.<br />
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"You know you didn't need to set that," Saint said<br />
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"Let's just say it's payback for what those two did you my friends," I told Saint.<br />
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"How cute you think you can hurt a god," he replied<br />
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"Let's just say I'm in the Shinto way of thinking meaning even gods can die," I told him, "Plus didn't you say they were going to be to busy to deal with so called minor things."<br />
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He shrugs and keeps going.<br />
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We dragged out War as the dimension started to destabilize, shown by halls disappearing, the structures becoming fussy. The destabilization of the maze let us exit the dimension. A few moments after we got out the build that let us enter the dollhouse maze collapse showing no sign of either entity.<br />
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"Well if those bombs didn't hurt either of the abominations they definitely killed a ton of Nameless. Which probably means I am now a target for the Unnamed Child's revenge."<br />
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"No you were just kind of there, she will probably come after us servants...if she didn't learn her lesson," Saint said. He then laid down War who was now calm but unconsious before saying, "Okay, my mission is now complete so I will see you later." Before turning around and waving.<br />
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"No you won't," I said putting a bullet in the back of his head before he could respond.<br />
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"Virgil!" Trish said in surprise.<br />
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"He almost killed us and if I let him leave he would most likely, probably sometime very soon be order to finally us," I told her walking over to Saint's body curb-stomping his head in.<br />
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Trish stared wide-eyed saying nothing this time.<br />
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I then took his body and put in in the pile of collapsed wood that was Trish's house and started a fire cremating Saint Walker's body.<br />
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After War woke up finally the three of us headed back to where her dad was staying. War and I then told him what happened to his wife and the house. At first he was at War killing his wife but when War told him about his wife attempting to kill Trish, and that there was no way of stopping her, Trish's father was quiet and very sad.<br />
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A few hours afterwords War left because he felt Trish wouldn't want him around being the person that killed her mother. Once we got back on the road Trish locked herself in the back bedroom of the RV and is still there not really wanting to talk to me about anything. Not even to yell at me for not showing any mercy towards Saint Walker. When does want to talk or yell or even punch me, I'm here for her.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-52673354250520522152014-01-22T23:08:00.000-05:002014-01-22T23:08:24.192-05:00The Beginning of the Battle for the Doll MazeWhen we entered the house it was different, twisted, wrong. And it was bigger on the inside like a Tardis. <b> </b><b>I want a Tardis</b><i>. Yeah</i><b>. </b>The house became a labyrinth and had a new feel, an expecting-parents-overdecorating-the-baby-room-for-their-new-daughter kind of feeling, as War put it. The room was pink, had fluffy(creepy) stuffed animals lining the hallway, and the furniture had a toyish feel to it.<br />
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"It's like a dollhouse I used to have when I was a little girl," Trish said.<br />
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"You had a dollhouse house made by Tim Burton?" I asked Trish.<br />
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But that's not where this what-the-fuckery stopped. There was also playground equipment within Trish's house, but like the house it was, twisted, wrong. There were monkey bars that stuck out of walls or float in mid air and spun around like a roller coaster track but you couldn't climb it, which kinda ruined the point.<br />
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"Be careful, the Unnamed Child has guards everywhere and they are watching us, so be on your guard," Santa Wakka said.<br />
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"Thank you, Admiral Obvious, I would never guessed that a Fear has people guarding it," I said sarcastically.<br />
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"To be far you don't give the most sane impression for people," Trish said<br />
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"What does sanity have to do with dealing with Fears?" I asked her.<br />
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"Uh nothing...but it does have to do with surviving and planning," Trish said.<br />
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I busted out laughing, "If I was sane I wouldn't have survived this long, so your points are overwritten."<br />
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"You are trying to hard to be Deadpool," War said<br />
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"Who says I'm trying? This is just how I am," I replied.<br />
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"You have a weird way of coping," Saint Wannabe said.<br />
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"Coming for the guy that thinks a faceless wonder is THE ALMIGHTY GOD," I replied.<br />
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"It's not my fault you are too ignorant to see the truth, but we are not here for that, we are here for a spoiled brat that thinks she is mightier than the true god."<br />
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We then wonder around the labyrinth for what seemed like hours, maybe days. Time's weird in there! <i>Well it was another dimension so time would in theory flow at a different pace than we are used to. </i>Shut up. <b>Why do you have to be so boring? </b><i>If I'm boring than so are you two, because WE ARE ALL THE SAME PERSON! </i>Touche. Then people came out of the walls and stuff animals that lined the........dimension? <i>How do you line a dimension?</i><b> Don't ask questions it just makes things more confusing to me.</b> Yeah it's just gonna confuse everyone.<br />
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"You shall not hurt the young mistress!" a, I think they are called Nameless, said before the person attacked me. <b>I shot his brains out! </b><i>You are way too happy about that.</i> Plus it was for self-defense not enjoyment. Thanks to the help from the Proxy army and War I barely got any action. <i>Not really a downside.</i> <b>Awww! But I wanted to kick more ass.</b><br />
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We continued through this hell hole with people popping out of very strange places. <i>Read into that if you must.</i> Killing them as they appeared until we reached the door to the what was basically the center of the labyrinth. I reached for the door before a voice said "Don't even think about it unless you want the girl dead." I turned around to see a woman holding a knife to Trish's throat.<br />
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"Mom?" Trish said to the woman.<br />
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"So this is Mommy Dearest I presume?" I asked Trish<br />
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"Not the best time," Santa Pacer said.<br />
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"Sorry can't help myself when I am trying to lighten the mood," I said.<br />
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"Mom why are you doing this?" Trish said confused while also scared her mother might kill her.<br />
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"Shut up you bitch I am trying to protect my daughter," her mother said.<br />
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"First off lady that language is not need, Second that is your daughter," I told her.<br />
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"Mom please--" Trish said interrupted.<br />
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"I said shut up," to Trish cutting her off "She hasn't been my daughter since she ran away," she told me, "my real daughter would never done that to me."<br />
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"Look lady it's not like she had a choice," I told her, "This douche bag's master targeted her as a victim of his," I said pointing to Saint Man.<br />
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"Mom," said Trish through tears, "I was trying to save you. They would have killed you, hung your corpse on a tree, and emptied your body of organs. Running away was for you!"<br />
<br />
Her mom utterly ignored her, "This little whore ran away, I felt like I failed as a mother, I was suffering from depression, I couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel, then the little girl came, and she showed me it was my daughter's fault and that I was a perfectly good mother."<br />
<br />
"If you weren't Trish's mother I would have decapitated you before you even finished that statement," I told Trish's mother.<br />
<br />
"Ms. <Trish's mother>, you mind's been corrupted by the Unnamed Child at time of extreme vulnerability, she preyed on you feelings of failure, and is turning you into a puppet...a plaything, but your real daughter is right in front of you and you have a dagger to her throat," War said.<br />
<br />
"No she left, she <i style="font-weight: bold;">hurt </i>me," she said pushing the dagger closer to her throat enough to draw blood, "But my real daughter is through those door, and she would never abandon me, never <i style="font-weight: bold;">hurt </i>me, You will not--" she was interrupted as she ended up moving Trish to the side by War shooting her in the chest.<i> I'm gonna say probably around the heart. </i>As she fell to the ground she said "Please don't hurt my daughter," she asked us as she reached for the door before dying. Trish dropped to her knees crying over her mother's body.<br />
<br />
"I'm sorry," War told her, "She was going to kill you."<br />
<br />
Saint Pedestrian walked up to her and put his arm on her shoulder. Causing me to go after him, as a protective instinct. War stop me to show that he wasn't going to hurt her.<br />
<br />
"I am sorry but she is in the garden now, free of the Unnamed Child, and is at peace," he told her.<br />
<br />
I need to stop for today, sorry everyone. This event was rough on everybody. So I am saving the Battle of the Doll Maze's conclusion for tomorrow. Again I am sorry but you're gonna have to wait for the next post.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-42916103576106246932014-01-17T22:24:00.000-05:002014-01-17T22:24:06.250-05:00A Freak MeetingWell this hiatus has been crazy as shit. There is a lot to tell so let's get started with this story. We(Trish, War, and myself) were driving down the road in the RV to kill the Unnamed Child at Trish's house and the blue-lantern-wannabe was standing in the middle of the road. <i>Aren't you a blue-lantern-wannabe? </i>Ah-ah-ah-uh Shut up! <b>Mow the asshole down!!!!!!!</b><i> Woah, woah we don't need to do that. </i>Unless he is trying to kill us. <i>Then why is he standing in the middle of the road while we are driving towards him. </i><b>Because he's suicidal now floor it! </b>Yeah not big on assisted suicide, so I'm braking.<br />
<br />
"Who are you know going to help commit suicide?" asked War.<br />
<br />
"Oh I don't know maybe that blue-lantern-wannabe out the window."<br />
<br />
"What's Saintwalker doing out there?" asked Trish.<br />
<br />
"Ugh, I don't know but I'll probably end up shooting him for pissing me off. By existing."<br />
<br />
"I'll help you with that," War said grabbing his sword.<br />
<br />
"Is that really necessary?"<br />
<br />
"Well we are Proxy hunters and he <i>is</i> a proxy, so I feel like it isn't really out of our job description," I told her.<br />
<br />
"Trish, I've worked with these people before and it is necessary."<br />
<br />
"Oh."<br />
<br />
The moment I got out of the RV I pointed my guns with pointy knives at the proxy. Gun knives they're like gunblades but smaller.<br />
<br />
"There's no need for that," Saintwalker said.<br />
<br />
"There is a need because you're standing in front of me and your mere existence pisses me off. Even more than the stupid deer pisses me off."<br />
<br />
"Noted," said Wannabe<br />
<br />
"So what do you want Saintwalker, or were you really hoping that Virgil would run your ass over? If that's what you want I can still have him do that for you."<br />
<br />
"Eh, I'm kind of outside and I don't really trust a guy that preaches about Slendy's kindness to just stand there while I go back to the driver's seat."<br />
<br />
"I'll make sure he doesn't move," War said with a grin that told me how eager he was to help me run the proxy over.<br />
<br />
"Didn't you get your ass kicked several times by high level proxies?" I said giving my best "really" face.<br />
<br />
"I'm still alive aren't I?"<br />
<br />
"Well if it wasn't for people interrupting you, you would be dead by your own hands because of your own emoness."<br />
<br />
"I'm with Runner on this one, he wouldn't kill himself he wants someone to kill him for him. He's a death seeker."<br />
<br />
"You need a hobby besides analyzing me."<br />
<br />
"I already have a hobby, play video games for a living."<br />
<br />
"You don't do it for a living," said Trish walking out of the RV.<br />
<br />
"Well I'm alive and playing video games so... living."<br />
<br />
"Yet you would play a friendly game of Smash Bros or Mario Kart with me," added Wannabe. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Because I hate you."<br />
<br />
"So like what are you here for?" asked Trish who probably knew how off topic we would get. <i>Yeah.</i><br />
<br />
"I came to propose an alliance between us," said the Wannabe shocking everyone.<br />
<i> </i><br />
"Why would someone who is a chosen by your so called 'god' and granted special powers from your master, not sure if you have any as I haven't even seen you use teleportation or anything, want our help?"<br />
<br />
<br />
"Because the Unnamed Child is expecting an assault and has gather nameless to try and stop up."<br />
<br />
"Well I'm strictly a proxy hunter so not seeing the incentive here," I told him.<br />
<br />
"So you'd rather fight us then take on the Child."<br />
<br />
"Come on man I'm not stupid I'll let you fight her first and then when see is crying in the corner licking her wound then I'll finish her off."<br />
<br />
"Except it's either you come with us or we will fight you now."<br />
<br />
"Ugh, fine I'll come with you geez."<br />
<br />
"Really?" questioned Trish.<br />
<br />
"Well if he tries anything I'll stab him in the back, decapitate him, smash his no longer connected head in, burn his body, bury them at a cross road, mix in some garlic, and maybe I'll add some iron. I might use a bible for good measure, and to be clear the Christian bible not your stupid Slendy bible. Christian yes, Slendy no-no. Also I burned the copy you left with me after your last visit."<br />
<br />
"So welcoming," said Wannabe in a way I'm sure was not at all sarcastic, "especially after that gift I gave you for Christmas."<br />
<br />
"Trish, I think we should go with them," said War, "if they do want to take down the Unnamed Child then we shouldn't be fighting each other. That said if you do ANYTHING to harm us I'll make sure we do worse than what Virgil suggest."<br />
<br />
"It's all true," insisted Wannabe, "the Unnamed Child and God aren't exactly friends right now and we're going to remind her who the True God is." <br />
<br />
"<i>New party member has been added</i>," I said with the one voice in my head. <br />
<br />
Wannabe snapped his fingers and a ninja proxy squad of six delusional people gathered around him, "Actually this isn't a party it's a raid." <i>Damnit that's a good line. Why didn't we think of that? </i><b>You were more concerned with coming up with ideas on how to kill him if he betrayed us? </b><i>Oh yeah right. </i>Then our raid group marched on towards the Spoiled Brat's lair.<br />
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-72378187584317822802013-12-22T20:43:00.003-05:002013-12-23T10:38:18.750-05:00Spectator's Christmas Present<div class="MsoNormal">
Well we had a weird before Christmas event, War came and
visited at Trish’s dad’s place of all places.
<i>Well technically it’s Trish’s
dad’s father’s friend’s house that he is looking after. </i>Not important, point is War is here
somehow. (You can thank me later, but
applause is needed. – Spectator.) As
you can see on War’s blog here he summarized everything for us and agreed to
help with our little problem. No really,
the Unnamed Child is short, she is a kid.
Though I don’t think he has a choice as Spectator would let him leave
anyway. <b>Yeah Spectator is kind of brat.</b><i> You’re one to talk. </i><b>Hey I’m not a brat! <o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
But the real party happened yesterday, aka the Winter
Solstice, and I mean it when I say we had a party. And the first guest that arrived was Stag who
Trish and I notice standing outside of the house.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Everybody out the back now!” I yelled.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Why?” War asked as he grabbed his weapon and started to
head towards the back.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Let’s just say there is an evil Xerneas out there,” I said
dragging War out the door faster.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“What’s a Xerneas?” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Giant super-horned deer thing.” <i>We need
to work on randomly naming things.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Oh, Stagnation,” War said finally grasping what I meant.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
The three of us made a mad dash outside where we jumped the
fence and ran through some of the neighbors’ yards to escape the Miyazaki
Rip-off. One of the neighbors’ dogs
tried to chase after us but out of nowhere *poof* Stag appeared. Me and Trish ran to the left than ran
straight past him and kept going forward, War took a sharp right and ran of
getting separated from us, but the dog that was chasing us just suddenly drop
probably joining Stag’s doll collection.
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Me and Trish kept going until we reached the deeper sections
of the city where we stopped to catch our breath. “Running… from… Hates… pretty damn good…
exercise,” I said between breathes. <i>Did we really need to run from that
guy? </i><b>Yeah, it does seem like a waste of energy.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Oh god run!” Trish said before taking off down the city’s
streets. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Goddamnit more running.”
I chased after her, not willing to leave her alone while Stag is after
us, but when I looked back I didn't see anything behind us.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“What did you see,” I asked once I caught up to her.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Eyes, those fucking red eyes.”<br />
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Then came the bigger surprise, Door. I then pulled out one
of my M1911’s and aimed it at him.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“What do you want Pseudo?” I said to Door.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Pseudo or not, and the answer is not, a gun is not going to
kill me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Maybe it won’t kill you, but that doesn’t mean it won’t
hurt like a bitch.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“But isn’t that your friend?” questioned Trish.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Only in physical appearance.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Wow, you’re a dick,” Door deadpanned.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Oh so this is new information.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Then War suddenly ran up towards me, “Oh good there you guys
are. Look we’ve got another issu- oh
fuck is that Kyle?”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Hey there Fred,” Door said waving.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Virgil don’t tell me you plan on shooting him.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Not in the head.
You’ve got to protect that pretty face.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Hey there pseudo.
Having fun in that separate dimension where I can’t see you like a
little bitch,” said Spectator who appeared leaning on Door’s shoulder.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Ugh, you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Ah, so friendly.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“What do you want?”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“I was here to give you a Christmas present.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“But it’s not Christmas yet,” I added then under my breath.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
”But little Source the Solstice is OUR Christmas.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“While do I feel like you’re BSing me since you did say you
can’t tell mortal time.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Damnit he’s catching on to me,” gasped Spectator.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Do you mind?” Door rudely interpreted, “I was in the middle
of something.” Behind him the space
started to ripple and fire and ice formed floating in the air behind him.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Seems like a lot of people are in the middle of something.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Actually I do mind.
You see that guy there,” said Spectator pointing towards me, “he is my
favorite tv show and I really wouldn’t like to see you cancel him. So back off Cartoon Network.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“First my host would like you to know that he enjoyed your
joke. Second do you really want to take
me on during the Solstice? I will make
you my little bitch.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I’m sorry I can’t take you seriously,” Spectator paused and looked
around really quick. “We’ve got
company.” At that moment Stagnation
appeared on the road behind me.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Crap I thought we outran you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“That’s not all,” said War pointing to something else. It looked like three giant people standing in
a triangle<br />
with their eyes closed, holding hands, and they were all made up of
other smaller people.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“What?” said Trish.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“I wonder what happens when I put bullets into that.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Ah, it is you. I
knew it was you,” Spectator said to the new monstrosity.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“He isn’t here,” I
overheard Door mention.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“You’re right pseudo.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“We’re fucked,” War muttered.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Eh, I’ve gotten out of pretty bad situations before.” Then it got worse, which I should have seen
coming. Next I saw Slendy standing there
behind Door.<br />
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
When Door noticed Slendy behind him he jumped and floated
away from him. “Great you of all
beings.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Spectator teleported beside Slendy and put his arm around
his shoulder, “Hey buddy how are you doing?
Long time no see.” Naturally
Slendy just stared straight ahead not reacting at all. “That’s why I like you buddy, you don’t talk
and you’re a great listener.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Then our last guest the Unnamed Child arrived. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Damnit, where are the Easter Bunny and Master Chief. John 117 was supposed to invite Solid Snake
to the Christmas party this year and I <i>still</i>
haven’t been invited.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
“Oh hey what are you doing here?” Spectator asked the
Unnamed Child. “Yeah, yeah I know that
her mom is your property but that’s not what this about. So, that’s not what this is about. So what if they are planning to get rid of
you that’s later. Hey! No need for that
kind of language young lady! ‘Kay you
want a fight we’ll give you a fight.”
Then he teleport over to Door and leaning over to him said, “Hey you
might want to run again. You don’t want
to die a third time and you know what they say, third time is the charm.” Then the entities all start to get ready for
a fight with Stag lowering his head pointing out his antlers, the new guy just
stood there, Door started to affect the space around him and engulf himself in
a shield of ice and flames, the Child just glared, and Slendy had thousands of
tentacles erupting out of him. Spectator
looked at the three of us standing there in awe, “Sorry kids, but this show is
for adults only.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
With that there was a snap and War, Trish, and myself all we
all woke up on the couch in the living room. <br />
<br />
“Well that was a thing,” I said. <o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-81516307249565818352013-12-18T00:16:00.000-05:002013-12-18T00:16:32.717-05:00The 12 Fears of Chirstmas<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 1st day of Christmas the Smiling Man gave to me 1
crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 2nd day of Christmas the Dying Man gave to me two sibling shards and a
crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
On the 3rd day of Christmas the Choir gave to me 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 4th day of Christmas the Black dog gave to me 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
<o:p>On the 5th day of Christmas the Archangel gave to me <b>5 possessed corpses</b>, </o:p>4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 6th day of Christmas the Intrusion gave to me 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
<o:p>On the 7th day of Christmas the Plague Doctor gave to me 7 vials of doomsday juice,</o:p><o:p> 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.</o:p><br />
<br />
<o:p>On the 8th day of Christmas the Intrusion gave to me 8 nests a crawling, </o:p>7 vials of doomsday juice, 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 9th day of Christmas the Wooden Girl gave to me 9
puppets dancing, 8 nests a crawling, 7 vials of doomsday juice, 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
<o:p>On the 10th day of Christmas the Grotesque gave to me 10 waking nightmares,</o:p> 9
puppets dancing, 8 nests a crawling, 7 vials of doomsday juice, 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On the 11th day of Christmas EAT 11 ichors a spreading, 10 walking nightmares, 9
puppets dancing, 8 nests a crawling, 7 vials of doomsday juice, 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
On 12th day of Christmas the Slender Man gave to me 12
proxies hunting, 11 ichors a spreading, 10 walking nightmares, 9
puppets dancing, 8 nests a crawling, 7 vials of doomsday juice, 6 nests
a crawling, 5 possessed corpses, 4
severed limbs, 3 banshees
a screaming, two sibling shards, and a crimson Cypress.<br />
<br />
On the last day of Christmas the Quiet gave to me... nothing, absolutely nothing. <br />
<br />
------<br />
<br />
I can hear all of you at your computers thinking, "Did Source really just waste time with that?" Yes, yes I did. <b>No we didn't! That was not a waste guys. </b><i>Actually, I must agree with that prediction, it was a bit waste. </i>I don't know I thought it was fun. <i>Agreed. </i><b>Oh, oh I can't wait to hear our new song on the radio! </b>That may be going to far.<br />
<br />
I didn't get on just to post my Christmas<i> </i>parody, but I've got some actual news too. Last Saturday Trish asked me for a favor that I was really against. <i>For good reason.</i> Trish told me that we weren't that far from where she lives, about 3 hours, and she was hoping she could see her family and let them know<b> </b>she was okay. I told her no at first but after a while she wore me down and I agreed to drive down there and we just arrived two hours ago. I just know her house is going to be surrounded by proxies. <b>EXACTLY I'LL BE SO MUCH FUN. </b>I feel like my Christmas will be like Iron Man 3's. Oh I wonder if I can get an Iron Man suit. I want a Mark XXXIX armor. <i>Naturally we told Trish to be careful while we're here and not to leave the RV without us, because there are probably proxies looking for her.</i> I hope this turns out well for her.<br />
<br />
<br />
<o:p></o:p></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-69147335441960914112013-11-26T17:43:00.001-05:002013-11-26T17:43:37.240-05:00Update Time!<b>Don't worry we're all alive! </b><i>No that anyone seems to care about us three. </i>Trish has been having bad dreams though. She won't tell me what about but I've noticed her falling asleep at strange intervals. Course I don't sleep like normal people anyway even before I went crazy. <i>I blame the games we play.</i><b> There is no conclusive proof of that. </b>There kind of is actually. <b>Shut it! You will never take video games away from me. </b><i>Of coarse not we play them too. </i>Plus the new Zelda is out I love that game series. Bottom line we are okay pretty much. Trish or I will let you know if anything comes up.<br />
<br />
She was attacked when she earlier this week when she was sleeping I was up for some reason or another. I don't remember why I can't sleep anymore. <i>Could have been the energy drinks.</i> <b>You know those don't effect us. </b>Oh wait I remember it's cause I have been playing the Oracle games in the Zelda series. The idiot though we were both asleep, so I put a bullet in his head and splattered his grey-matter back of the RV. <i>Sorry Kyle. </i>Which woke her up and cause her to freak out for the next hour at me. <i>Can you really blame her? </i><b>We do seem like psychopaths, don't we? </b>Hey I've told everyone I'm crazy. But it's a in control kind of crazy. While she yelled at me I cleaned up and moved the body outside where I burned it into ash. Now I need some sleep after driving for two or three days. <i>Probably more.</i> Source and his other selves signing off for now.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-59414423878220014482013-10-30T23:26:00.000-04:002013-10-30T23:26:31.526-04:00Book of Slender 1:1 - 41Hello there readers of Kyle and Source's blog. It's Saintwalker as I'm sure you've guessed by the title. I thought it was about time I posted something so I had someone crack Virgil's password in traditional proxy fashion, so I could introduce you to a project of mine. I am making an effort to create a bible worthy of our God to help new members and interested persons understand our organization. It is tiring work to tell the story of God, his saints, and the rest of us but I find it to be very rewarding myself. Here is the account of the Creation, best as I can understand it, because might as well start at the beginning.<br />
<br />
In the beginning there was only him, our God, 1<br />
Alone he dwelled in the emptiness,<br />
Until God decided to fill the universe,<br />
With beauty and life.<br />
He experimented with the layout of the universe, 5<br />
Until finally God was satisfied with its beauty.<br />
Now there was just one thing left to do,<br />
The most important thing,<br />
To create life to occupy this new universe. <br />
God knew the difficulty of the task though, 10<br />
For the perfect universe God,<br />
Would need the perfect life form,<br />
So our God chose one small,<br />
Insignificant rock to be his Eden.<br />
Here he would produce his masterpieces. 15<br />
God started small with the creatures he made,<br />
But gradually grew them, split them,<br />
Evolved them until the creatures reached,<br />
Their peak.<br />
But God was not satisfied with the 20<br />
Creatures that he had produced;<br />
They were giants that towered over,<br />
The mountains themselves,<br />
Made for air, land, and sea<br />
And among the best, natural, hunters 25<br />
The world was destined to see. <br />
Yet they did not possess the spark,<br />
That God had hoped they would.<br />
These monsters were fast, strong,<br />
Clever, and above all entertaining, 30<br />
But God did not want a universe filled,<br />
With chaotic slaughter and bloodshed.<br />
So God restarted his Eden leaving only<br />
A fraction of what was left prior.<br />
This time God did not make his creations 35<br />
As large or as strong.<br />
Forcing them to rely on intellect and cunning,<br />
To survive.<br />
And from this thought process God,<br />
birthed his most favored life form, 40<br />
Humans.<br />
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So there you go. Feel free to critique and make suggestion as I don't really have an editor so I'll just use peer review. <a href="http://youtu.be/s2gmJmW4VZ4?t=14s">Next time</a><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Idontevenwatchthat</span> I'll give the origins of the multiverse and the Fears. Have a good Halloween everyone. <br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-20629256884724315632013-10-28T23:22:00.000-04:002013-10-28T23:22:35.584-04:00Maleficent's RevengeSorry Batman distracted me from posting. <b>IT'S SO GOOD! </b><i>Troy Baker is a god among voice actors. </i><b>YES!!!! </b>Goes without saying. C͏̛́͢à̢̢n̶̕͟͝͡'̸̢͢t͘͠͠͡ ̨́̀͠͠a̴͝r̴̨̀g̶͏͏͝u̴͢͟ę̸̵͞.͏̢͘͏ Well I guess it's time to tell our readers about the interview. I went to the coma dudes house. <i>Coma dude seriously?</i> What do you want me to call him? <b>Codename: Sleeping Beauty!</b> Why the fuck not? So basically he answered the door and invited me in and I started the interview.<br />
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Me: There are several similar cases to what you have gone through. The symptoms being, slow talking, staring into the distance for long period of time, and finally falling into a coma after a one to two week period of the latter events happening. Would you confirm this to be similar to what happened to you in the past before finally waking up?<br />
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Sleepy: Yeah that about covers it.<br />
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Me: Do you know what you could trigger your coma? Like anything that you did or were around that was odd in your opinion that you remember?<br />
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Walt: If you mean any drug or weird fumes, no. Not that I can remember. But I was in a coma for a pretty long time.<br />
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Me: For the paper can you tell me the date you woke up?<br />
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Aurora (Keep in mind this guy is actually a dude): April 6th<br />
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Me: Seriously?<br />
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I CAN'T THINK OF MORE DISNEY REFERENCES: Yes...why?<br />
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Me: Ehhhhh....no reason? I know it's probably hard to remember but did you by a chance see a twenty point buck with highly elongated horn?<br />
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Prince Philip (There we go): You said you were a med student correct?<br />
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Me: Yeah?<br />
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Grumpy: Cut the bullshit or get out of my house<br />
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Me: Okay fine god. I'm not a med student but in my defense I doubt most people would talk to me if I didn't make up an excuse like that. Plus most people have been believing the acid trip excuse.<br />
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Snow White: So you're here about the deer?<br />
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Me: So you did see it?<br />
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Insert Disney Character here: You still haven't answered my question.<br />
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Me: Well given that I personally met it yeah<br />
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Recycle name: Wait you met the Deer?<br />
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Me: Yeah If it wasn't for another entity I probably would be in the boat you were in for those many years.<br />
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King Stephan (Google saved my life): So let me get this straight you not only me the deer physically but also another entity?<br />
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Me: You don't know about the Fears do you? Meh...It's best you don't find out. Bottom line yes.<br />
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(Oh man it's hard to keep this joke going): That's amazing I've never seen him manifest in the real world before.<br />
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Me: Oh fuck! You're telling me that him showing up here hasn't happened before.<br />
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Coma dude: No, I've only seen him in my dreams or when I spaced out.<br />
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Me: And you said you woke up April 6th right?<br />
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Coma dude: Yeah I'm pretty sure I know the day I woke up.<br />
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Me: Well just to make sure I covered everything, what happened in your extremely long sleep?<br />
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And now he becomes the Narrator: What I remember is a lot of flashes of people I knew like my wife, parents, friends. But all it was, was just those people smiling or saying, "hello." It was really simple, but it made you really happy all the same. But then, then my family started to say something different instead of "hello," it was, "wake up," or, "please wake up." I was confused. Why would they tell me that I needed to wake up when I was so satisfied? Then it happened my mind realized it was being trick and I saw. This time though for real. What I saw looked like a... I don't know rows of tall, crystal towers each of which contained a persons standing still with their eyes closed. They were, for lack of a better word, sleeping like I was. Then the Deer appeared in front of me and said something, but I only remember parts of it. Uh, I think it said something about how I shouldn't have been able to awake, how things were changing soon, and that I learned my lesson or some bullshit like that then I woke up. Now here, we are a few months later.<br />
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Me: So you saw his dimension too huh?<br />
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Coma dude: You mean you escaped from that place also?<br />
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Me: Dragged out is more accurate.<br />
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Coma dude: Anything else you need to know?<br />
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Me: Not that I can think of but I'll call if I think of something.<br />
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After that I left his place and drove in a random direction as usual. <i>Best to keep stuff off our trail as best as possible.</i> And if you guys don't realize what <a href="http://9playingtowin9.blogspot.com/2013/04/endgame.html">April 6th is here you go</a>. I still need to piece things together but April 6th is a puzzle to a picture that's coming together nicely.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-56763970501807644042013-10-25T18:49:00.000-04:002013-10-25T18:49:39.407-04:00PreludeYou know that meeting I was suppose to have right? Yeah it got delayed for a bit for reasons. <i>Not fear reasons mind you. </i><b>Yeah, they've left us alone. </b>The man I was suppose to meet said he was visiting family and just asked if we hold off a bit on the meeting. Until today that is. I'll post the full dialogue tomorrow for everyone to see.<br />
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Also, Trish has been having night terrors recently, and I was wondering if that's normal for average runners because I'm not normal according to Kyle. <b>We've got God Mode on! </b>No. <i>It was a Mary-Sue complex. </i>Not the point. Point is that I'm new to this and it doesn't seem natural for someone to wake up screaming in the middle of the night, but we've got serious shit to deal with so maybe it is. Thanks for the advice.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-90479662520516621182013-10-13T18:39:00.000-04:002013-10-13T18:39:16.053-04:00Trish Logs 2: Trish Strikes BackHey everyone. It's Trish again. Virgil asked me to make a post for him, because he's too busy playing the new Pokemon whatever game that just came out. Isn't he a bit old for those kid games btw? I mean most of the people I know stopped playing that at like 10. Also he picked the title <u>not </u>me.<br />
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Anyway, I'm suppose to write about what Virgil found out from Spectator's note that the proxy gave him. He looked into some of the dates, names, and locations listed and found out that each victim listed is in a coma. At first Virgil was lost on why Spectator would give him a list of coma victims until I reminded him he was in a coma after Stagnation appeared.<br />
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"Some of these dates are from decades ago."<br />
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"So?"<br />
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"So I thought deer boy was a new thing, but maybe not. It looks like he's been a dick to people since at least the 50's maybe even longer."<br />
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Since then Virgil has been looking up family members of the coma victims and phone numbers to contact them. He tells them that he is a med student who is writing an essay on them or some other BS like that because he thinks there is something unnatural about their comas. Some of them were willing to talk, but others of course didn't want to talk about it. From what I gather most of the victims started to slow down a week or two before they fell into a coma, they talked slower and often about stillness, and often froze up for a few seconds just staring at nothing. The kicker was when he asked about deer. Of course most of the people were confused why he would bring up deer, but Virgil explained that he believed that the person often saw a deer when tripping or as he put it "A hallucination of a deer seems to be a common symptom for patients." Some people hung up right there but others said that the person did mention often dreaming about the victim. Oh but here is the best part. One of the people that was on the coma victims list actually answered the phone. Virgil is suppose to meet with him later this week that is if he ever <b>stops playing Pokemon and moves his ass.</b><br />
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So I guess that's all for this post. See you.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-38033241224805901272013-10-05T15:53:00.001-04:002013-10-05T15:53:24.443-04:00BLUE LANTERN?! No not really just a guy using the name of one-_- My favorite one-_-I was visited today. At a rest stop of all places. It was by that proxy that Runner mentioned. I don't like him he's too friendly it's really creepy. Maybe I should explain myself a little. It all started with a knock at the door. I answered hold my gun behind me at the ready, for insurance reasons. A guy that looked like one of those annoying door-to-door church people was standing there. He looked about forty something.<br />
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"Hey there. How are doing? I'm your proxy!," the proxy said, "I just wanted to say hello before we had to try to kill each other," he explained, "Sorry about that by the way, but it's part of the job by the way," he told me, "You know how it is. Oh call me Saintwalker by the way," that statement annoyed me, "I heard you're a DC fan so I thought I would borrow a name from them, plus the name kind of fit. So, want to play some Brawl."<br />
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"I am not calling you Saintwalker," I told him annoyed.<br />
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"Why?" he asked<br />
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"Well for one you don't care for the hope of the entire universe," I replied, "In fact you and your buddies, also your master and his rivals tend to work more towards the universes demise."<br />
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"No, no, no, you miss understand I do my work for the benefit of the universe," he told me<br />
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"Yeah and so are the Cyberman," I replied<br />
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"Everyone miss understands at first," he said, "Either way I am not here to bug you with that," he told me, "Wanna play Brawl? I call Pit."<br />
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"I don't play Smash Bros," I told him.<br />
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"Come on man everybody plays Brawl," Walk retorted<br />
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"Not everyone cause I don't," I told Walk, "Now could you please leave cause this kindness coming from a proxy is just creepy as hell."<br />
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"Look I'm just trying to be nice to you," he told me, "I really hate the killing part," he explained, "I rather convert than kill."<br />
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"You might as well give up on the converting bullshit," I told him, "Especially cause of what I have gone through, my home town burning down, my best friend breaking my mind cause of your bullshit 'religion', and now I'm permanently on the run thanks to you people."<br />
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"I don't believe anyone one is unsaveable," he said<br />
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"Well you better start believing cause I am not joining you or your more psychopathic friend," I told the false lantern.<br />
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"Well, we'll see about that," he said, "I have my own game wanna play Mario Kart?" he asked<br />
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"Not really Nintendo console guy," I told him.<br />
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"I guess I'll got then, give my regards to Trish," he told me, "Oh! This guy wanted me to give you this, he said he had an event to go to," he said handing me a piece of paper with names, places, and dates on it.<br />
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Well that's all that happened today. If you noticed the other voices weren't talking it's cause we are all annoyed by the creepiness of the False Walker.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-6677403231590403792013-09-25T23:29:00.000-04:002013-09-25T23:29:59.103-04:00SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!!! And the last part of Saturday too With a bit of Monday.Today's post is where the real crazy shit happens. I found myself in this weird white place with these platforms that looked like skyscrapers with no windows. <i>It was a really boring place. </i><b>No pancakes either.</b> What does that have to do with anything? <b>I'm hungry. </b><i>We are fragments of his mind we don't feel hungry.</i><br />
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"Welcome to my domain. Do not worry poor, child of madness I shall put you at ease. Soon you will not have to worry about the curse that is known as action for you will be still. You see it is action that is the root of your problems. When a person acts that action will always result in pain perhaps not for themselves, but it will cause pain to someone else around them; a ripple effect. It is only once you humans abandon action, chaos, that you will be perfect. You will be at peace."<br />
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"You want ME to stand still," I said getting ticked off, "You think my madness is a curse?" I said getting angrier<br />
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"Of course," said the deer s-l-o-w-l-y stretching out his words, "it is a curse that all your kind suffers." I reached for my guns but they weren't on me. "See you prove my point. Your actions only bring pain to you and those around you."<br />
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"Will you shut up?" I said getting even more angry at the stupid deer fuck.<br />
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Who then proceeded to (again slowly) smile, "Oh dear you have it much worse than the others I've encountered." <br />
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I ran at him wanting to rip those fucking antlers off his stupid fucking golden head. Only to find that the bastard somehow preventing me from moving. I slowly started moving my foot it feel like every muscle in my body was put on breaks and frozen.<br />
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"Tell me son of madness why do you struggle so? I am only trying to heal you."<br />
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"I AM NOT SICK!" I yelled angerly.<br />
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"You say that, yet your actions do nothing to improve your condition only worsen it."<br />
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"CAUSE I WANT TO BE CRAZY YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" I yelled at the retarded entity.<br />
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He chuckled at me, "Shhh. Now why would you want that?"<br />
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"Your actions, your chaos, prevents you from living a happy life. You always struggle in search of something missing in your lives that you think will provide you with happiness; sex, love, children, enjoyment, but it's all meaningless. these things only provide you with a temporary numbness to the pain. That thing you are searching for does not exist though. It's a design flaw in you humans, and because of this you can not enjoy the perfect, pure lives you were meant to have. I though have taken pity on you humans and seek to aid you in a recovery from chaos."<br />
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"Why would I want to recover from something so....exciting," I said smiling devilishly taking a step towards him finally.<br />
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The miserable deer fuck looked at me with a face(?) full of confusion that I must admit I enjoyed, "I don't understand."<br />
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"I don't look for any of those petty things you mentioned," I told the stupid deer, "What do I need to look for when I found what I want?" I asked, "I love the feeling of being insane, I'm actually grateful to War for doing this to me."<br />
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"How can you deceive yourself so, child of chaos? Every action that you make is governed by how much excitement you will get to ease your pain. You claim also that you seek not love or sex, yet you lusted after the child of Darkness despite the risk to your health. And what of the lost child of fear that you now 'protect' do you not always comment of her pleasing physical appearance?"<br />
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"WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY!" I yelled at him starting to move my feet one after the other feeling like lead blocks were on my feet and my joints were rusted.<br />
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"Poor child of madness, when you are are faced with your true flaws you only deny them and lash out at the one trying to free you from the illusion. Can you not see that I am here to help you, to erase the very source of all you pain?"<br />
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"I AM NOT MAKING A FUCKING DEAL WITH A DEVIL!" I yelled at him, "I WILL FUCKING KILL ONE THOUGH!"<br />
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"I count three errors in your logic; I am not a devil but a healer, I cannot be killed, and I am not offering a deal but panacea."<br />
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By this point I made it to right in front of the deer face to face(?). I moved my arm to punch it when I found myself back where I started as if I never moved. Suddenly I was force on to the ground and was completely unable to move, breath, or even blink.<br />
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"But worry no more for in mere moments you will be cured of you mad desires," The golden deer told me.<br />
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"I think what he needs is a Phoenix Down," A new voice said.<br />
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"Who intrudes?" questioned the now pissed off deer(at least I think he was mad. Hard to tell really)<br />
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"Intrudes?" the voice said, "Bitch I go where I please."<br />
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"Ah, Apathetic One, what is it that you want?"<br />
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"Hey! If anyone is apathetic here it's you," the voice replied, "Now get your sorry excuse to exist out of here before I have to actually do something, venison."<br />
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"Apathetic One you are the one that has entered my domain uninvited. Again, why have you come?"<br />
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"I don't feel like telling you," the playful voice said in a childish manner. (Not a child)<br />
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"Then leave my domain," The 'angry?' deer said.<br />
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"Fine then I'm taking the kid," the strange voice said.<br />
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"That is why you have come? Why have you taken an interest in the child of chaos?"<br />
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"He's one of the only entertaining things I have seen in this game for a really long time," Awesome voice said.<br />
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"It is sad to see you taking joy in their flaws, Apathetic One," Buzz-kill Bambi said.<br />
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"Why should I give you the child of chaos? You threaten me but you seem to forget this is my domain and here you hold no power."<br />
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"Are you brave enough to back your claim?" The heroic voice said.<br />
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"If need be I shall," said the dickish voice.<br />
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"Eh your boring anyway," the voice said, "I'm mean seriously Slendy is much more entertaining than you, deer meat. And why would I let you take away a channel to watch?"<br />
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"So you shall leave my domain?" the deer asked the voice. <br />
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"No."<br />
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"This child's soul has been poisoned and I will purify it," the Prince of the Forest of Boredom said. (Man he just won't quit with that curing shtick will he?)<br />
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"I could annoy you for eternity you know," the voice said.<br />
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"This grows old. This is your last chance Apathetic One," the deer trying to be scary said<br />
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A man in a grey suit and blue dress shirt appeared in front of me between me and the stag. He then slapped me. After that I woke up in the RV at the table next to the man eating cereal.<br />
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"Morning sunshine," he said in between bites<br />
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"Who the hell are you?" I asked utterly confused<br />
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He didn't answer, just continued to eat.<br /><br />
"Well?" I asked him getting annoyed.<br /><br />"Hey," the man said, "I am eating it's rude to have a conversation with someone eating."<br />
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He went back to eating every bite I got more annoyed. He finally finished after eating the entire box. <i>To bad those anime ticked off marks don't exist.</i> <b>He took my favorite cereal.</b><br />
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"Now who the hell are you?" I said pissed off.<br />
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"You're so easy to tick off," the man said, "That dumbass deer feeds off that, you know."<br />
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"He feeds off what?" I asked.<br />
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"Anger," he said as if I was a child (which you are), "do I have to spell it out for you?"<br />
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"No," I growled, "Can you tell me who you are now?"<br />
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"Hmmm," the man voiced thinking, "Well since I don't really play like the others you can call me Spectator."<br />
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"What do you mean you don't play?" I asked, "Wait you mean The Game, that Door guy was talking about is actually something?<br />
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"Door?" Spectator asked, "Oh! You mean that Psuedo that's possessing your bud."<br />
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"Psuedo?" I asked him.<br />
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"You know false, wanna-be, not even good enough to be like bambi," he explained.<br />
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"Why did you save me?" I asked him<br /><br />"Your interesting kid," he said putting his hand on my shoulder, "You remind me of me when I was your age, super-duper long ago."<br />
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"How long is that child way of explaining time?" I said (Not A Child)<br />
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"I don't know a day......or is it three millennia," he pondered aloud, "I don't know I suck with time. See ya around kid." And then he disappeared.<br />
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That was a crazy as HELL weekend.<i> End of Post. <b>NEXT TIME ON DRAGON BALL Z! </b>This isn't DBZ.</i> Be cool if it was.<b></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-16280815207059484422013-09-24T16:49:00.000-04:002013-09-24T16:49:00.382-04:00Saturday Part 2<i>As you know from the last post we went to a graveyard, all because genius here thought it would be a good idea. </i><b>Hey don't ruin the story.</b> Well I'm smarter than you. <i>We the same person. </i>I'm still smarter.<br />
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"Why are we randomly walking through this graveyard?" Trish asked in utter confusion.</div>
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"I...uh...ur...I've...I've got no idea," I told her.</div>
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"You are really strange you know that," she said.</div>
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"Yeah I know," I said before pausing randomly, "I wonder if the Easter Bunny and Master Chief are gonna have Thanksgiving together again."</div>
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She was made even more confused by that statement.</div>
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"You know since I really have no reason to be here," I said still wondering why I came into the graveyard, "We should probably go."</div>
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"Halt," a voice said to me from behind. I turned and saw a gold Patronus/Xerneus like deer. <b>And it talked. </b></div>
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I leaned over to Trish and whispered, "I'm not the only one that sees the ahead of schedule release of Pokemon X's shiny legendary that is talking to us am I?" <b>Yay! Free game! </b><i>To bad it's the Lost Silver edition.</i> Wouldn't it be Lost Chromosome?</div>
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She just nodded quietly not sure if to be afraid or curious.</div>
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"Poor, sick child," said the almighty deer fairy, "Do not worry though for I shall fix you." And then I collapsed.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-1657305335244579792013-09-23T22:33:00.001-04:002013-09-23T22:33:17.161-04:00Saturday Part OneWell for those that read the comments, I got a message from a "Proxy?" named Runner. And those that read Wars blog he is a "friend?" of Freds. <b>I'm really confused.</b> <i>Especially since we kind of annouced to the world that we want to kill proxies. </i>Well it's more like a less violent Jason Todd, I kill them if they kill other people. <b>What if they sell drugs to kid?</b> Like I said a less violent Jason Todd. I will beat the shit of them. <i>You know that doesn't sound less violent.</i> Hey Jason Todd kills people for doing most crimes. Oh right went to meet Runner.<br />
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For some reason he wanted to meet in a BAM! <i>Book-a-Million! In other words. </i>Hey I got no complaints I catch up on comic books. I met L I mean Overweight L wait no that's not right. Oh right he's called Runner.<i> </i><b>Damn you Kyle why do I even know what L looks like. </b><i>Yeah he kind of already is with the whole Door thing.</i> <b>Damn you again!</b></div>
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"Hello Mr. Virgil or do you prefer being called Source now," Runner L said.</div>
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"Ehhhhhh! It's an either or thing," I replied to Obese L.</div>
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"Very well," he said before looking over at Trish, "Ah! Ms. Trish how is your time with Mr. Source?"</div>
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"Good," she said trying to say behind me unsure of Runner</div>
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"Glad to hear it," Runner told her with a smile.</div>
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"Before you creep me out more from how polite you are can we get down to business?" I asked him.</div>
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"Very well," Runner told me, "I wanted to give you a warning that you have been assigned a Proxy."</div>
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"Okay fine," I said, "But the first violent action towards me or Trish and he's going to be worse off than the Headless Horseman."<br />
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"Okay?" I said confused.<br />
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"If you have reading his blog lately," he said, "You should know that he has been beating himself up lately," he explained, "If you could talk to him and convince him to stop dwelling on the past."<br />
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"Eh! He'll work it out himself," I said.<br />
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"He'll likely get himself killed before that happens," L wanna-be said<br />
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"He's your friend isn't he shouldn't you help him," Trish said speaking up.<br />
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"Look if I run into him I'll try to help but I have to worry about you and me as of now thanks to Slendy taking interest again," he told her, "So I kind have to stay away from my friends because Proxies and the tall guy tend to make traps when people plan to help each other."<br />
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"Thank you I appreciate it," Runner dude said, "You know you are the only one he has now that Kyle is missing. I am more of an acquaintance anyway."<br />
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After planning on heading outside of town to camp I past a graveyard and felt like I was meant to go there.<br />
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"Why does the name look so familiar?" I asked myself out loud. Hey I'm kind of crazy talking to myself is a given, "OH! This is the graveyard that was mentioned Interview #2 I looked this place up for Kyle." Ah! The good old days. <b>I don't remember those.</b><i> That's because we weren't around. </i>Good times. <b>Hey! I find that insulting!</b> Perceptive aren't you.<br />
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"We're visiting the graveyard,"I said parking on the side of the road.<br />
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"What?" Trish asked in utter confusion.<br />
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I admittedly kind of ignored her. I don't really know why. Well now I do. Didn't at the time. We'll get to that later but I'm tired after all the crazy stuff that happened. <i>You're telling me. </i><b>And we're voice in your head. CLIFFHANGER!</b> <i>Like Young Justice Bitches.</i> Sorry didn't mean to insult you by calling you that but it fits.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-62454528173035861482013-09-17T21:51:00.004-04:002013-09-17T21:51:27.797-04:00Trish LogHello, my name is Beatrice, Trish for short. Virgil told my to checkout this blog to find out about him and he told me to post so that his and Kyle's readers know more about me. These guys have been though some crazy things. Not that I haven't but still, holy crap! So here's my story.<br />
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3 months ago I started having these weird ass nightmares where I was running through the woods around what seemed like dusk. Right at the end of the dream I ran into a black tree, which cause wake up. Figure I need to stop eating dinner before heading to bed. A few weeks later, I was heading home on the bus. Not sure why Kyle thought it was a tour bus. I mean the most important place in my hometown was the local Starbucks, and there are like three of those there. Anyway, I saw the faceless bastard out the window with those weird tentacles coming out of his back. I freak the hell out. And from the earlier blog post you know what the crowd reaction to my freaking out was. Bunch of assholes. Glad I took Kyle's advice and started running. I sucks running from "him", miss my family, mainly my little sister, and my friend too. After traveling on my own I was really tired, mostly because I was scared to stay anywhere long enough to actually sleep. Then Virgil came offering safe way to travel and his protection and knowledge since I am not used to this. He's a good guy. He helped me out even if he is....eccentric.<br />
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I hope Kyle's okay I mean if it weren't for him I don't know where I would be right now.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-5568617181307352152013-09-15T22:12:00.000-04:002013-09-15T22:12:16.336-04:00Knight of the Realm. Cause we are basically in a new Dark Age. Sorry for not posting in awhile. <i>Yeah we figured it would be better to keep a low profile instead of Proxy hunting like War is doing.</i><b><i> </i>Why can't we just kill like one or two! </b>Because we don't need Slendy on our tail. I mean look what happened to Sanna lately. <i>Yeah getting kidnapped by Symbiote Morningstar and tortured is not good.</i> Granted we were already tortured like that. <b>We still have nightmares about those months. </b><i>Hey both of you stop thinking about back then we start feeling the pain all over my body when you do.</i> <b>I'm worried about Sanna now. </b>Yeah but we are in the US, we have no way of getting to where ever she is in Europe. <i>I hope she doesn't end up as insane as we are. </i><br />
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<i> </i>The reason for this post wasn't to feel guilty for what Symbiote Morningstar did to Sanna. <i>True it's to tell everyone about who we found on our hiatus. </i><b>That adorably cute girl we stood up for on that! </b>Her name is Trish. <i>We have decided to take her in under our protection.</i> After all gotta help the cuties when you can. <i>Tis the way of a gentleman. </i><b>Chivalry for the win! </b>She was tired so she is sleeping now in Kyle's bed in the back. <i>We have been using the couch in here anyway.</i> <b>It would be rude to have her sleep out here.</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-47701020647587458222013-08-13T04:30:00.000-04:002013-08-13T16:33:13.462-04:00ROY MUSTANG!!!!!!!!! No seriously fire solves everything.Well the last few days have been boring even after I got my guns three days ago. I even setup a few bear traps throughout my campsite and I left some near the RV if some proxies thought I was in there. <b>AND WE CAUGHT NOTHING!!!</b> <i>Well that's not totally true. </i>Today just to see if this trick works, I spray painted a few Operator symbols around the camp. <b>Some noobs fell for that obvious trap in a matter of second.</b> <i>Well that's exaggerating a little bit.</i> Point being that with in a short time don't really recall the amount. <i>Two dumbass came to the camp not realizing it was a trap. </i><b>They got their legs broken.</b> Ankle first of all. Also turns out these guy didn't know how to teleport.<i> Did you guys know Kyle has a katana in the RV.</i> <b>He gonna be pissed we used it before him.</b> <i>Kyle's such a nerd.</i> I love it *petting sword now*. Oh right back to the story. So two idiot got bear trapped and yell out in shear and utter pain. I went to where the scream were coming form. <i>We were packing at the time the idiot show up so we were not at our campsite. </i>When I found them they curse a few times and I returned their insults with a bullet to one's head and decapitated the other. <b><a href="http://youtu.be/PO-u068B6RU?t=10s" target="_blank">DECAPITATIOOOOOOOOON!!!!</a> </b><i>Did you really have to yell that?</i> After I cut the dudes head off I picked it up, and I know you think that gross or something thing a bat-shit crazy dude would do. BUT HOW MANY TIME DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU PEOPLE......I.......AM.......CRAZY?!!!! <b>YAY INSANITY!!! </b><i>Well that did happen in Hamlet so it's more poetic I guess. </i>Not to mention Sin City. <b>Yeah cause that's why we did that, cause Frank Miller is poetic. </b><i>I'm sensing sarcasm.</i><b style="font-style: italic;"> </b>Once picking the disemboweled head up I started talking to it. <i>And no it didn't start talking back.</i> At least this time. <i>Probably is going to happen in the future.</i><br />
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"Well it's time to burn you two," I said to the head, "Too many people have been coming back lately that are proxies. At least as far as I've caught up to the ones I'm looking at," I continued, "Then there was Cutie Mark who REALLY had a problem dying, and fire seemed to really keep her dead sooooo Disco Inferno Dude." Then I poured gas all over the bodies and made sure they were ash before leaving and heading somewhere. <i>We really don't have a plan on actually going somewhere do we.</i> <b>Nope. </b>Not really.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-56374176478875088622013-08-07T12:13:00.001-04:002013-08-07T12:13:13.285-04:00FUN TIME!!!!!! Not Really-_- Stupid Waiting List Crap.Kyle gave me control of his blog. Not really sure but I guess it has something to do with the fight yesterday. <b>He was acting really weird. </b><i>He did say he was possessed basically. </i>None of us believe in that so he is probably finally starting to crack if he hasn't already. <b>Hey I believe in ghosts! </b><i>Yeah but none of us actually believe in the Fears really. </i>And even if they are real they aren't unstoppable like everyone seems to think. <b>Door isn't a Fear though. </b>You know what I mean! <b>But he told us he wasn't one.</b> <i>We are way off track just so you know.</i><b> OH CRAP! WE NEED TO TELL THEM WHY WE TITLE THIS POST THAT! </b>I was going to but we tend to get off track easily don't we. <b>Yeah! </b><i>That's an understatement.</i><div>
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Bottom line after Kyle left I went to a gun store with to buy a gun and now I have to wait for the background check to clear me so that I can get the two M1911's I've been wanting for awhile. <i>You forgot to tell them that Kyle also gave you access to his huge account of money.</i><b> But you just told them.</b> Anyway I also am getting bayonet attachments. The excuse I gave him was that it makes it easier to skin the animals I'm hunting. <i>The animals being rabbit and groundhog. </i><b>Good thing we made that new identity. </b><i>As whole government wiping us off the face of the Earth. </i>If you guys did remember I am an accomplished hacker. That's one reason I could track info down so nicely for Kyle earlier in this blogs days. <i>Course tracking Proxies with those skills are nigh impossible.</i> <b>Stupid proxy bastards cheating with their crazy superpowers. </b>I have a four day waiting period for those guns so I'm stuck here till then.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190550513501569253noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-22961430456555682802013-08-07T00:31:00.000-04:002013-08-07T00:31:12.918-04:00No Idea for the TitleIt all started when I went to download <i>Clipped Wings 2</i> DLC for <i>Shin Megami Tensei IV</i> but could not find it. After looking around and still not being able to find the game I asked Virgil if he saw it.<br />
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"Oh good. Where was it?"<br />
"I'm not tellin'."<br />
"What why not?"<br />
"Because I," cue big smile to accompany a dramatic pause, "hid it."<br />
"What! Why the fuck would you do that?"<br />
"Cuz you talked about it too much and you were getting pretty damn annoying."<br />
"That was your reason?" I said grinding my teeth in anger.<br />
"All you do is go on and on; oh look I <the contents of this rant was removed due spoilers>"<br />
"One, it is one of the best games I've played so hell yeah I would. Second, you do the same with <i>Borderlands</i> and other similar games despite the fact I hate shooters you hypocritical bastard!"<br />
"Hey that's your fault if you hate shooters."<br />
"Third, the new DLC is out today, and I get to kill the Archangels!"<br />
"I wonder if we will do that in the next <i>Darksiders</i>. I sure hope so, but the game does mostly focus on the forces of Hell. That's just not fair."<br />
I was pissed. I am passionate about games and that was a dick move, but he didn't fully deserve that punch I gave him. The fight started. For the most part it was back in forth with punches until I kicked him down and started to choke him. <i>Kill him now,</i> I heard a voice within my head say; one I recognized. It was hard trying to take my hands off his neck but I did manage to do it.<br />
"I'm so sorry, Virgil, I didn't mean to do that."<br />
"You're stressed I get it. It's fine. I'll get your game from the pill bottle I put it in."<br />
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And now I'm leaving. With you-know-who back and I can feel him trying to possess me I figure it will be too dangerous to be around other people. Don't wonder to explode fire or choke someone and not be able to stop myself. Starting tomorrow Virgil will "inherit" the blog, but I'll probably comment on other blogs once in a while. Godfuckingamnittomotherfuckinghell this sucks. See you later.Kyle L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268215156318542071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-48270030719083646432013-07-21T18:36:00.000-04:002013-07-21T18:36:17.804-04:00ReviewingAs the title suggests today's post deals with me reviewing/making notes of what happened to me while I was in the Path.<br />
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1. Time was different between the two planes. According to Virgil and the time stamps I was gone for about four days, but according to my watch I only spent about 13 hours on the Path.<br />
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2. I encountered none of the Rake like creatures in the Path. Why is that? Does it have something to do with the <a href="http://adangerousroadahead.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-rake-part-2.html">Rake's recent death</a> or is it have to do with the lack of time I spent among the trees they inhabit? Both?<br />
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4. The fire that killed Cutie Mark. Where the hell did it come from? pHIL came up with a disturbing theory to say the least,<br />
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Kyle L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268215156318542071noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-43229344919904947452013-07-21T00:26:00.001-04:002013-07-21T00:32:53.059-04:00End of a Journey After the end of the last post I continued to explore Stirling City for an exit. I found the hotel I stayed at for Christmas, and the clerk didn't remember me though why would one customer be remembered. Than again I was running away from a masked man with a knife trying to unalive me, but who'd remember that. Not important though I thought it was kinda odd. Same clerk btw. Moving on, have I mentioned before that I hate eldritch locations because this one kept shifting to lead me to a certain location. That location was the library. It was burnt down already with nothing of importance among the remains, but there was an aura of importance to the place; you knew something important happened there. Well besides the obvious. After that it lead me to the one place that I really did not want to go, of course, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4_CH0eXKRhTTVzWSalvL9BQ-v5zBUWfLQyxPOECP_SwKguGAtNWgjJx44rHXMFp9ZBTj1B8XGgyVxTuAB8OBaEY4DxXo7VEwBRFLEusB6x05KorXGWq-dFsMZxb94L7oTlEfHa05lPBhl/s1600/slender-man1.jpg">the park</a>. If library had an aura of importance than the park had a n foreboding aura. What can I say I froze. There he was, the Slender Man, standing under the tree near the slide and by the picnic table just like in the photograph. Suddenly, there were shadows, wait shades would be a better fit, of the people I knew. Emily, Leo, my parents, Virgil's, and other people I knew killed by him were there.<br />
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"Kyle," they all said to me in a sad tone. Then gone as quick as they were there. The park then the city followed leaving me standing on solid darkness, but there was something that was even darker and growing so that he could tower over fucking Godzilla. His tentacles started to come down and wrap around me. Then there was fire around me again, but this time large icicles accompanied them forming a protective circle around me. Slender Man stopped for a moment as if surprised yet I could feel that it was closer to amusement than surprise. He started moving down towards me again and as I began to scream in both defiance and fear when I was joined in screaming by Virgil,<br />
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"Dude, What? How did you get back here? Where did you come from? Why are you screaming? When is the next History of the Power Ranger coming out?"<br />
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"Wait?" And that's my story. I've got a lot to think about.Kyle L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268215156318542071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521467533636853889.post-14402711771434540692013-07-18T23:38:00.002-04:002013-07-18T23:38:49.712-04:00The Fuck Happened? No ReallyLike I said in the last post something changed when I saw Naomi get up after I killed her a third time. It's hard toodescribe what exactly happen, but I didn't feel like myself anymore. I felt an almost inhuman rage within me. Next thing I know I'm holding her up in the air by the face with her screaming in pain. Why was she screaming in pain? She was on fire somehowbeingburnt to a crisp. Worse I don't think it was just her body that was being burn, but her soul as well. That's only based on a feelingand screaming that lasted after her body was reduced to dust, but that could have only been the Path fucking with me. This time I'm sure Cutie Mark won't be bothering me ever again. I wish I knew how that came to happen.<div>
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I've been wandering around since then hoping to found an exit with no luck, but I did find something more interesting, S<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">tirling City. It's exactly like it was when I last visited on Christmas, and there are people in here too except they treat you like a silent from doctor who; they moment they aren't paying attention to you they forget about you until you taaalk to them again or something. It's weird that a city is in the path, but I don't believe it is the city itself but a moment of time that Slender Man has collected. Specifically, the moment from the first photograph that Victor Surge posted. Should I look for the park? No that would be the stupidest thing I can do. But I do need to find an exit. </span></div>
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