Words before New Year.

Dear friends,

Citizens of the world, I, congratulate you, with an upcoming New Year.

There, did I forget anything?....

Oh...yeah, the message itself.


The passing Year has been big and rich with developments, there was everything in it: happiness and tragedy, realizations and losses. Everybody did their own thing: somebody gave something away and somebody received, somebody lost a loved one and somebody found one, somebody died and somebody got richer, some took lives, others saved them. Only because of those small and contradictory actions this world and the game exist, your and mine home. The beating of the world's and ultimately the game's heart is maintained by every single one of our actions and I know that in the future we will survive all trials, to get our title, for a special spot in history.

As a matter of principle, all of us are already working actively on it, but some even overdo it. All of you, yell so much, that you completely stopped thinking with your heads. I say "Kill" and in my performance all you see is murder. I mention "Freedom" and everyone thinks I'm trying to manipulate. I say "Assume" and everyone thinks that I have come to a conclusion.

Are you completely stupid? Are you completely stupid?...Are you completely stupid?

But The World understands me, because she hears me and knows, and the powers that be have made it clear exactly where I NEED to stand.

So my friends, have you yelled enough yet?

I don't know if I will remain for a very long time during the next year, or even if I'll see all of you again.

But I want to address all of you, from the deepest depths of my heart, and I want everybody not to simply "think", but honestly make a choice, are you ready, to go deeper with me?

Happy upcoming, 2014th, new year!

Hehe...

Rose.

I don't know if you people remember, but there was a time when I took a vacation, during that time I went to a pawn shop, to be more precise, I went to visit an old friend of mine, a very wise friend.

Her name is Rose, she is sixty four years old and she is the wisest woman I have ever met. She isn't human, her beauty is above humanity's, only with her I can truly feel like I'm not a part of the game.

I met her completely by accident, when I was not on the board, when I was simply an escaped asylum patient, I just finished murdering an innocent woman, I was on the run and while seeking for refuge, I found comfort i the pawn shop, that I had broken into.

However, she heard me, she is blind, she thought I was a homeless bum, just looking for shelter, she was ready to provide it too. I was amazed at how trusting she was, that was the only reason that prevented me from taking her life, I was intrigued.

As she prepared tea for me and sat down with me, she asked me, what I was doing breaking into her pawn shop. I was never a liar, so I just told her everything, straight out. To my surprise, she didn't panic, nor did she call for help, she was still very warm and welcoming towards me. I was stunned, such a reaction, why? Why was she not panicking. So I asked her, why was she ok with it? I was wrong.

She wasn't ok with it, on the contrary, she is against murder and any other kind of sin, yet she is not the one to interfere in other's paths. She was and still is sure, that some day, I will see the error of my way, I keep telling her that I won't, that this is my way, this is how it is in my way, no other way, pure destruction.

She understands that and believes that in my own twisted way, in my own understanding, destruction brings salvation and in the end, I want nothing but to bring good to this world. She understands that, she see's good even in the worst of us. She is a true saint, a true angel.

I want to visit her one last time, funny thing is, I got my love for tea from her. I don't know what she does, but her tea is fucking amazing.

Progress and Price

Got a hunch of where Diana might be, was a lot more harder to get without using The Path.

I miss The Path, I miss the Dennizens that cowered at my feet, with me being away for such a long time, they must have forgotten who The Bad Dog is.

Oh well, this is the price I pay for striking a deal with HIM, his way of transportation is not the best in the world, but I manage.

What sucks as well, is that because of me striking that deal, I now can not stay in this realm for a long period of time, I don't belong here anymore and the more time I spend here, I exhaust myself.

Like right now, my brain is slowly leaking out my nose and I can't do anything about it.

If I can't stay away from this realm for such a short period of time, then I simply can not imagine myself being stuck in limbo for years and years to come after me and Incognito finally have our confrontation.

But tis no time for sorrow and shit, for Christmas is a foot! So lads and ladies, how are your Christmas's going so far? Any presents, maybe you would like a certain gift?

Please do share, being stuck on the board is boring, I need some topics.

Clean Up

As my time is slowly running out, I need to take care of a few things, so expect me to visit some of you in the future and I do not promise it to be always a pleasant visit.

That said, it is time to pluck the most annoying piece of hair that has been dangling in my nose out. Dear ol' Diana.

Now that bitch came back to inflict vengeance upon me, in fact she also has some personal information about that I would like to be removed. Its nothing special, just a few details I want removed until the day that Incognito and I meet again.

She's been leading a small group of FBI agents in order to clean up the mess I left, so it would remain unknown, well, she was successful, all the destruction that I have ever caused, was ignored by the masses, which pissed me off.

But the reason why I really want to get to her, is simple, she isn't supposed to be alive right now, she was supposed to take her life that day, long time ago, something stopped her, something drastically changed her mind that moment.

I need to know what made her change her mind, I need to know who interfered, it wasn't Marshmallow, it was someone, or something else. And I have a hunch who, that woman, that Pale Woman, I have no idea who she was, but she's been stalking Incognito since day one, I need to find out who she is and what connection she has to Incognito and Diana.

So as you can tell, before my departure, I need to clean up. See some of you soon.

Family

Family is a beautiful thing, whoever knows me, knows I don't particularly like targeting families. Don't get me wrong, I killed a lot of them in my time, but I never used them as means of getting to my target, that is just pathetic in my eyes.

Visited my families's graves today. Never visited them since the day I killed them. My first murder, first step to pure destruction, I enjoyed it, didn't regret it once, still don't. I came to thank them, for giving me this opportunity, for giving me a taste of my first destruction, of self destruction.

I remember people at the asylum, asking me questions like "Why?" Never had an answer for them, it just made sense. I mean, in my eyes, they were there to help me fulfill my destiny, after all, thats what every good parent does. They were there to give me a taste, a real taste and they did.

Still remember the kitchen knife I used. My father went first, he was fixing the broken sink in the church's kitchen, he didn't expect it, I came up to him and just stabbed my knife through his throat, oh he was kicking and thrashing, but he was real quiet about it, finally, sweet release. The shock in his eyes, the realization that it was I who was taking his life, his own flesh and blood, it felt good.

Then it was my mommy's turn. She came back from grocery shopping, I was behind the door when she came in. Since I was a bit too short to reach any of her fatal parts, I went for the legs, stabbed her through the left leg, making her fall to her knees, screaming, not realizing it is her son stabbing her to death, her own flesh and blood. When she was on my level, I drove the knife through her skull, instant kill, last thing she saw, was her son shove a knife into her.

Svetlana and Georgij, that's their names. I thank you Svetlana and Georgij, you were my lever that I used to get into this game. You were good people, if anything, I am sorry for not turning out the way you hoped for. You would have been good parents to a different child. You were just unlucky to have me as your son, but, nothing personal.

And now, a rose for both of you, a bid you farewell, may both of you rest in peace.

Game is Turning.

It is funny in a way. Skywalker made a good question on one of his posts, where? Where are all the heroes? I'm not talking about those white knights, I'm talking about those who were so focused on fighting Marshmallow and the other merry bag of douches?

Did you not notice?

Well then open your eyes, where are those brave hearts who said they would kill Marshmallow? Where are they now? Fell off the radar, gone, disappeared, probably dead, somewhere in a ditch.

Where is Annalee and her geeky friend Danny? Where is our favorite scientist Med? Where did our spider, Strider go? How about Shadow? Lily is brain washed by the Unnamed Brat and probably dead. Gabby fell off the grid. What about Knight? And whatever happened to that Preaching Old Fart Father Brien? Oh and whatever happened to lil' ol' Alicia? Where did the Granny Killer Arkady go? Where is Diana? Echo is brainwashed to shit and his friend Ronald never turned up.

There are only few that remain with a passion, but they are stuck (Incognito), or horribly injured (Raggedy), or have some sort of pointless romance going on (Kenny).

And only those who ONLY want to survive for as long as they can are still on the board. The likes of Philly, JP, Minxie and so on...

And this is the delicious part, the roles of main pieces turn, the pieces are no heroes no more, the main pieces are as dark, as the owner's of this game. The likes of Skywalker, Knitty, Fracture and yours truly. Gone are the days when Heroes would sacrifice themselves against the villains, this is a new era, an era where there are no heroes, where there are only victims and predators. The days when predators will claw each others throats out for a victim.

This game has twisted in ways it was never twisted before and I have the first row seat to observe this game twist and turn, until the very day it implodes.

What a tragedy, what a beauty.

A Deal

Icogny, I know you're reading this, I know you're not posting on purpose, I know you're trying to avoid talking about it. Whatever, your choice, doesn't matter that much.

What does matter is this, I finally made the deal with the devil, with the overseer of the game, I tell you, wasn't an easy thing to do, bu I did it.

The board is sett, I'll be waiting for you Incogny, I'll be waiting for you at one place that still means anything to you.

I know you'll find me, we started this, we need to finish this.

I'm waiting.

Pieces Fall.

The Aces have fallen apart.

Killed Egle, Gorinich didn't like that idea, killed him as well, bastard stabbed me in the stomach. Koschey just left, said something like "He got what he wanted."

As for Dimok? Didn't see him since the day he met with that Pale Bitch.

The Rejects are doing what they want, Krogav died, overdosed on servant blood. Yes, that's how he got his multi-servant abilities, he injected himself with their blood. Never knew it could work like that, but apparently...

I came to a realization, I lost my sight, I lost my sight off of my target, but no worries, I'm back on track now, solo, only me and my darling, just like before and thus I am born a new.

But for how long, boys and girls, I can feel it, my game, is slowly coming to an end...

Feeling a bit melancholic, we all do sometimes, love that feeling, makes me all poetic.


...Incognito, I'm waiting for your post, I believe you have quite a big announcement. I'll be waiting once you get out of that hell hole and crawl into a new one, I've arranged the board, once I finish all the things that I haven't finished, I'll be waiting for you, I won't attack you, I won't follow you, it is faith that will brings us together. Now I don't believe in faith much, but I am melancholic today, I believe I can allow myself a little bit of false belief.

I'm waiting, time to end our little game.

Getting sick of this.

Of what? The pale lady at my door, you know, the one that transports you the second you touch her.

So yeah, she was standing at my door step, not quite sure, why not teleport in like she usually does, but whatever. I thought she was there for me, but nope.

Guess who else appeared out of nowhere, Dimok and now they were at a stare down, I have no idea what history both of them have, but whatever, I wasn't going to get into this war of stares, so I just casually walked off, they weren't saying anything anyways.

As for Egle, she was just sitting there, like always, but she was able to utter words.

"Why?"

"What why?"

"Why did you kill your parents, why do you want to see the world destroyed?"

"Why not?"

She looked at me.

"You and everyone else like to over think it so much. Tell me, what does matter in this world? People spend their lives living in a box, sitting in front of a box, working inside of a box and when they die, they end up in a box."

"How about the choices they make?"

"Just a delusion, everyone clings to freedom, not really knowing what freedom is and once they get that freedom, they lose purpose, humanity should fear freedom, but they are too stupid to understand that. All the goals they have, when they reach them, they lose purpose to life and though it may seem they are living a happy life, in reality, they are rotting from the inside. Life, dreams, death, hope, love, none of that stuff is enough to fill people's hearts, they always want more and that what makes them real monsters. They desire love, even though they don't know how to feel, they desire food, even though they don't feel hunger, people always desire something. In the end, when they fulfill those desires, what happens? They die and end up inside of a box."

She looked away from me.

"Tis my love for destruction, tis why I want to see the world go boom, maybe even cause it, it's an infinite goal, an impossible goal and after I fulfill it, nothing is left, no other desires, no lies, no monsters, a perfect end."

After that,she is still sitting like a statue, but at least she moves occasionally. The only reason I don't throw her out, is because she isn't getting in my way, so whatever.

Alrighty then.

"So...so....sooooo.....where do I begin...

I hate sleaze bags, I ever tell you that? No? Well I hate them, what do I mean by sleaze bags? Liars, tricksters, word twisters, those touchy feely kind of people, you know the kind that needs to touch you inappropriately to seem threatening. But today, a new kind was added to that list, from this day on, I also consider sleaze bags, those people that are too FUCKING scared to tell me to my face of what they think of me...

Say hi to Egle, currently, I am holding her by her hair and making her re-read her post.

Apparently she doesn't like the way I run things, she doesn't like my decisions, that apparently, I strayed from some sort of plan that we were following. A question arises, we...we had a plan? Huh? HUH!? YOU FU-.... alright, I'm calm.

Egle, dear, darling, sweetie you have a complaint, you tell it to my face, I'll listen, I'll probably consider it...after a year or so, STILL! Don't go behind my back, sneak onto my blog and publish such a post in order for me to see it. JUST TELL ME!

You getting all of this Egle, dear? Hm? Huh?

Have you read your post? Good, now I want you to read the comments, because people pose some interesting questions there.

I'll just summarize them for you in the words of Skywalker, why don't you just kill me and take over? Hm? Come one, tell me, I won't be mad, just come on.

You....you what? Oh...ohohohoh...HAHAHAHA! So, so let me get this straight, dear, you love me? Is that it? Is that the case? Hm? Oh wow, dear, I mean, so unexpected.

You know what, you know what, now it all comes together actually, you always worrying about me, you not betraying me after all the before mentioned "Bullshit" I put you through and you constantly BITCHING about my darling.

And that is the second part I wanted to talk to you about *Sound of a table being slammed*

So, I guess we have established that my darling is very much alive and not imaginary. You bitch about my darling one more time, I will kill you, just like that, just chop your fucking head off.

As for my "plans", there was only one plan with which I was forming this team and that is very simple, I formed this team to cause as much Destruction as we could and quite frankly, with the latest stunt we pulled, we caused quite a lot of mayhem.

I never forced you to join this team, got it Snake Girl? You can leave any time you want, if you got onto this team, in order to win my affection, then you just wasted months and MONTHS of your time.

I'm letting you go now, will you leave, or stay it is up to you, now get out of my sight."

So yeah, had a good talk with her, she's still here, ut all quiet and such, I don't really care.

That is just stupid.

Egle here and all of this is stupid, we have to lay low, all because of Kelevra's stupid revenge plan for his stupid, imaginary, liquid thing.

This is ridiculous, don't get me wrong Kelevra is a full blown psycho, but he was never stupid, but recently he's been acting ruthless for no good reason.

Even if he did hurt Slendy, what did that bring us? I understand if he had killed him, but he only hurt him, pissed him off and on top of all that he also pissed off The Archangel. Not to mention the million losses we had suffered due to that stupid publicity stunt.

So now we have 2 arguably most dangerous Fears gunning for us, a legion of their servants looking for us, a good dozen of our own men killed and all Kelevra cares about at the moment is talking to his imaginary lover.

This is getting fucking ridiculous.

Stronger.

Some of you were wondering where is my darling, why, she never left. All the time I was in a comma, she was inside of me, patching up my insides. Where do you think my darling comes from? Answer, from inside of me, even when she's in a jacket form, we never really separate, we simply can't, now at least.

And that is the "Stronger" part, through time, my darling under went some changes. Remember the bunker Incognito was staying in? If not, I suggest you read up, because I explain some interesting stuff in that post. Apparently, my darling has been away from Marshmallow for so long that she had changed, her being changed, that explains why magnets do not work on me, because she isn't Azoth anymore, she is something different.

How can I tell? That will remain a secret, but lets just say, I ain't dying any time soon.

And now onto different business, apparently, judging from some document that I stole from proxies not so long time ago, Aces of Rejects are pretty frikin' high on the target list after that stunt we pulled, sooooo we're laying low for now.

That's it I think...Oh Incogny, times is coming closer, tick tock, soon, really soon! FINALLY!

Guess who's all healed up.

ME!!!

Hell yeah and I'm in a good mood too, I bet a lot of you are dying with curiosity of what had happened to me, right? Well I shall explain, although most of you might not believe me, or shit, but hell, I don't care, I tell what I think I felt.

So dear Egle told you what kind of plan we had in mind, that's right, after Marshmallow hurt my darling, my love, I wanted to hurt it back and being the resourceful mastermind that I am, I knew for a fact that dear ol' Marshmallow could be hurt. How did I know, because I felt it's pain once, I felt it as if it was mine, through my darling, my love, that was the first time I felt pain.

When did I feel Marshmallow's pain? Why, when this happened. Guess who the sniper was? No, not me, but I was there during that time. And when Marshmallow screamed, it was really in pain, how do I know? Because I felt it's pain, I FELT it. A phenomena that doesn't really happen to me, the pain was indescribable, I can't explain it, I just can't. The only thing I know, is that I felt it trough Fortissimo.

So after that event, in a later post, Incognito would say that he came back to the spot, to try and find the bullet, but he couldn't find it, you know why? Cause I snatched it, it is a rare thing when I see Marshmallow get hurt, let alone feel it in my skin, in my gut, in my darling. This bullet could come in useful, after further examination, I figured out that this was a special bullet, what was so special about it? The material, it was made out of something unknown, granted it felt like metal, but it wasn't metal, because magnets didn't work on it, nor did metal detectors.

So guess who the sniper was, that's right, good ol' Archangel. That's when I started putting together my plan, Archangel possessed the means of hurting Marshmallow, his gun, I needed it, I also needed to attract Archangel and Marshmallow to me, since looking for them would be a waste of time.

That's when I came up with my brilliant plan, in order to attract Marshmallow, I needed to invade his home turf, so I gathered as many rejects as I could and told them to invade The Path, cause as much damage as you can, at some point, Dimok joined them. But that was only Marshmallow, I also needed Archangel, that one was simpler. All I had to do, was start an organized attack on Timberwolf bases, Archangel's troops never were attacked like that, so it would piss Archangel off. I was right.

They came to the warehouse in which I was waiting for both of them, alone, they came seeking my death, both of them, problem was, they were not willing to share, so they went at each others throats, I got caught up in the cross fire several times, which explains the various holes in my body, they were from both Archangel's bullets and Marshmallow's tentacles. Marshmallow was clearly trying to avoid Archangel's shots and to be honest Marshmallow was overpowering Archangel and that's when Archangel did it, he turned into a dark cloud of smoke and grew in size, he actually became on par with Marshmallow, both of them were tearing down the place. Since Archangel turned to smoke, he dropped his gun, so I went for it. Loading in the bullet that I snatched, I aimed it at Marshmallow carefully. The gun was heavy, heavier than anything I ever held, my arms were simply refusing to lift it up, without Fortissimo's help, I wouldn't be able to lift it up.

I aimed carefully and shot Marshmallow, right in the kisser, he felt it, he felt the pain, do you know how I know that. Because when Marshmallow began that shriek, my darling was starting to hurt and I was starting to feel pain, again. But that wasn't all, Archangel, seeming pissed off with me, for using him like that, decided to take a shot at me.

So he entered inside of me in his smoke form, through my mouth, he was ripping me apart, mentally and physically, suffice to say it didn't feel nice, he was hurting me so much that my wounds started to catch fire.

Luckily the building was beginning to collapse, so Archangel too his leave as did Marshmallow. Then my Rejects found me and dragged me out of the building, before it collapsed. Before going unconscious, I published a post, asking the proxies "Did you feel it?".

What I meant by that was, did you feel his pain? I sure as hell did.

They fear The Bad Dog, yes, yes they do.

yes they do, they do indeed.

gorinich listen, gorinich listen to the whispers of cities, the whispers, they say, the monster was hurt by the bad dog

bad dog managed to hurt the monster, that's what the whispers say, yes they do

the whispers of the people I ate, yes, they do

want to ask bad dog, need him to recover, want to ask.

Getting worse.

To be honest, I don't really know if he's getting worse.

But he is sweating like crazy, that Jacket thing is not on him also, I don't know where it went and I don't care. That plan was stupid and for what? All to get revenge for some imaginary love of his, ridiculous, stupid and risky.

We've been laying low for now, after causing so much damage, we royally pissed off some people along with the big bad Fears.

Koschey is doing what he always does, watching TV.

Gorinich is near me, he always is.

Dimok is nowhere to be found, as always.

Krogav also fell off the radar.

As for me, sitting here, taking care of this insane psychopath, no idea why.

Egle Here.

Kelevra was hurt, really badly, this was a stupid idea, I told him, he didn't listen, told me to publish a post if he weren't available to do so, explaining what we were doing.

So here I am, not sure why, I should be treating his wounds and when I say he was hurt, he was HURT, he is currently unconscious, it is so strange to see him in that state, never saw him unconscious before.

But he asked, so here I am, what we were doing, it was his idea, a crazy one, lost a lot of "Rejects" doing this. He wanted to hurt back Slendy and he knew how to do it, but first he had to lure Slendy to him, that is why we started invading The Path, Kelevra opened The Path in different entrances and we started attacking The Path from different angles, can't give you a number of how many there was of us, too many.

He also made Krogav attack as many Timberwolves bases, as they had on their list, which was a lot. In a couple of minutes, there was chaos brewing on both fronts, we were invading The Path, killing the creatures there and proxies that stood in our way, we also lost a lot of people in there.

While Krogav and his men were attacking Timberwolf bases one by one, also losing a lot of people, but at the same time dealing a great deal of damage.

We were beginning to get picked off by The Path quickly, when suddenly, out of nowhere a shriek and suddenly destruction all around us, the grey ground crumbling, the black trees falling, the whole place was shaking, the creatures, the proxies, the rejects, me and Gorinich were in a very dangerous position. Lost a lot of Rejects to that earthquake, but much more Proxies and those Creatures. I and Gorinich =, and some men survived, Dimok made quite an impact, how he got into The Path, is beyond my knowledge.

And then Kelevra got what he wanted, he messaged us that Slenderman and Archangel were in the warehouse where he was, all alone, that's when he told us to go back to him and we did. Problem is, we were too late, when we got into that warehouse, there was black ooze dripping from everywhere, the ceiling, the walls, the ground, everything was covered in it. In the middle of it all, was Kelevra, he was covered in all sorts of crazy wounds, holes in his body, smoke coming out of them, out of his mouth and eyes.

At first I thought that it was erm..."Fortissimo" that was splattered all over the warehouse, but I was wrong, his jacket was already healing him up. Before going unconscious he was able to publish that post.

So right now, he is out of it and I have no idea what happened in that warehouse and if he will ever wake up.

...I don't know.

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Kelevra Reporting.

All the Rejects back to the base pronto, Marshmallow and Gassy are here, I repeat, they are here.

Well...

Looks like even Dimok decided to join the party heehee.

Stick to the plan, keep filling em' up, I can practically sense two of those Fearful Pieces of Trash getting pissed.

DIMOK!

DIMOK IS HERE!....

OH MY GOD!!!

Egle reporting.

Proxies dropping like flies on this end.

Gorinich is taking care of Timberwolves.

Response to Koschey.

Contacted Krogav, they're on their way.

Koschey requires help.

I require more rejects on my end, more servants than we thought.

Kelevra.

Well then my dears, initiate Operation "Fill em' Up"!

I'll be waiting.

Krogav.

Rejects are ready.

This is Koschey.

This better be good.

Egle reporting.

Kelevra, me and Gorinich are in position.

Angry.

YES I AM!!!

For you see, I am heart broken, why?

BECAUSE THAT PALE FACED MOTHERFUCKER HEART MY DARLING!

Why was I absent? I ain't gonna go into detail, long story short, me and Marshmallow had another confrontation, my darling tried to protect, he sunk he's STUPID, FUCKING TENDRILS into her. Now normally it wouldn't hurt her, but THAT FUCK made a connection with her, to be quite frank, it's as if THAT FUCK messed with her mind.

Now few weeks of absence, is due to me nursing her, but I'm back AND I'M FUCKING PISSED!

And trust me, you won't like me when I'm PISSED!

For you see, when he messed with her, she learned something, a new trick and trust me, that trick is really nifty, now it isn't enough to take down the big, bad, faceless, DICK! BUT! and there's a "but".

You hurt my darling, you hurt her, attack me, attack my partners, insult me, but you hurt her, well...

See the thing about me is, I'm a vindictive person, I'm gonna get you back Slendy.

You hurt her, I will hurt you, the gears are turning and my plan coming into place, some of you will laugh at this, but I don't care, I will hurt him back, I saw him hurt and I have an idea on how to do it.

TTFN.

Sheep.

Thats what you so called "Friends" are.

As you all probably know, Minxie is alive and of course she's better than ever, because, I think that she is starting to come around.

No matter what people say about Skywalker, I will say this, he is a very reasonable person and I'm very happy that we could come to an agreement, it is nice to see a person, who sees at least the slightest point in my actions and even agrees with them.

Today Skywalker pointed out something very important, all you so called "Friends" none of you did jack shit to help lil ol' Minxie. Nothing, all you did was just sit back and comment "Sanna I believe in you!". What's MORE funnier is that those who HAD the ability to help, also didn't do jack shit, people like Phil, JP/Veigar, Jack, David... none of you did anything to help, not even an attempt and of course I can already hear bullshit excuses flying my way.

Want to know something? Do you know why you didn't do jack shit? Not because you're afraid, helpless or anything like that, no, you didn't do anything because you simply don't give a crap, if Minxie died you would be like "R.I.P....Oh well Imma go get myself a sandwich."

You know the funny part of it all? Minxie's worst enemy is a psychopath and her best and only friend is also a psychopath and it's just a matter of time before she starts seeing things the way we do, because there is no one else to turn to.

But the funniest part is that people seem to consider me some sort of a hero after I had saved her, want to know something? I pin pointed Skywalker's and Minxie's location loooong time ago, I just didn't want to interfere when Skywalker was pushing her to her limit, I was going to interfere only when her life was at stake, as I did. You know why? Cause I consider her to be my little experiment FIRST and then my friend SECOND. Oh? What was that? How does that make me better? Cause I ain't afraid to tell her the truth, I'm not afraid to admit that, cause that's what friends do, they tell the truth.

The only reason why I didn't save her immediately is because the torture Skywalker put her through was good for my goals. I'm not a hero and I'm not a villain, I'm simply a guy who's goals come first than my friends, my relationships, my own life.

TTFN, Ta Ta For Now.

Skywalker The Minxinator

Now recently, a little birdie came flying to my window saying "Kelevra, your only friend is in trouble, the big bad Skywalker has got he's hands on her skinny, little neck, so get off your lard ass and go help her." Now don't get me wrong, I hate birds, BUT! And there is a big BUT!

You see, I consider Minxie my friend, but that ain't the reason why I'm not happy with Skywalker, the reason is that I WORKED MY FRIKIN' ASS OFF TO GET HER WHERE SHE IS! And I'm not about to let anyone, remove that progress in one swift move.

So Skywalker, if you're reading this, which I think you do, once I locate you, I'm going to personally, give you one hell of a talking and show you, what you're missing, that one little detail, so I'll help you out.

TTFN, Ta Ta For Now.

Mr. Krogav.

Remember Mr. Red Eyes? Well today I was able to meet up with him, he was thrashing one of the Maenad Warehouses, last ones might I add, no seriously, we wiped out every single Maenad base here in England, though there weren't many, but still.

Anyways, confronted him, you know what was happening in that warehouse? Birds, there were birds everywhere, such an amount of birds worked nicely as a distraction, while he was tearing Maenad's apart with four of he's tentacles.

After he was done, I made my entrance.

"You know, you have quite the mixture of abilities to be a servant of one Fear."

"Maybe it's because I never was a servant of any Fears."

I was getting interested, I mean, how could he posses such talents if he never served in the first place.

"Then how are you capable of doing all of these things, if you never served?"

"I'd like to keep that a secret...Kelevra."

"So you do know who I am, alrighty then, may I have your name then?"

"Krogav."

"Interesting name, so Krogav, are you one of my Rejects?"

"Who? You mean those people who obsess over you? Nah, but I do appreciate what you're trying to do."

"Really? Care to elaborate."

"You're having fun, you're doing what you want and nobody is stopping you, same for me, all I want to do is have senseless fun."

"Well looks like you're doing it perfectly fine on your own."

"Yes, but you get to encounter Fears, I want part of that action and sadly, an endless slaughter of their servants, isn't going to attract their attention."

"So you want to raise the stakes?"

"Yes."

"Well, if you want to ride with me, you have to tell me about yourself and how you do what you do."


Eventually he agreed.

Everyone, say hello to Mr. Krogav, not a new member of Aces of Rejects, but still, a very valuable outside help, he told me everything about himself. The way he ended up in this game is very interesting, you see, he grew up as a kid with no family, they threw him out as a child, so he was raised in the streets, eventually he fell in line with a gang, you know, that graffiti, vandalize everything in their path sort of gang. One day he and he's gang went into an abandoned building, that turned out to be a proxy base, they were attacked, he and 2 other guys escaped. The next day, they were stalked by Marshmallow Man, eventually those two guys died and Krogav was the only one left. The way he's been surviving, is thanks to his ability, to use different Servant "talents". How he does it, you ask? Well tough luck, I'm not saying, there;s a reason why this information is kept a secret.

Since he knows most of my Rejects better than I do, I put him in charge of all of them, everywhere.

And that is Mr. Krogav.

Cowards not Rejects.

Today my group was threatened, here in London.

By some stupid ass proxies, but when I get over there, they shut their traps and start running like little bitches, this is what I fucking hate, this is who I fucking hate, I hate cowards. And sadly, a lot of the members of my fan club are the same, just a bunch of fucking cowards!

I don't need such fucking fans, I might as well start slaughtering all of those Rejects to hell! Today I made an example of both the proxies that ran their mouths and a few of the Rejects that started cowering their asses as soon as they got invaded by Marshmallow Man.

I got my ass handed to me by Marshmallow Man on several occasions, but I'm still fucking standing and I'm still going at him, little by little.

So you either stop being a bunch of pussies and start operating like a strong fan club, otherwise I'm coming after all of you, and killing all of you, I'll make you fear me more than the Marshmallow Man. You don't see me cowering my ass when I'm threatened, or when I go against something I know I won't win against. Marshmallow Man may be powerful, but one thing he isn't, is scary, I'm not afraid of him, or Skywalker and others alike and if more of you had the same attitude, more of you would survive. I don't give a crap how powerful they are, I don't give a crap how strong they are, all I know is that I'm going to put up one hell of a fight and if more of you would think the same way, hell, so much of you would stop dying.


Phew, now that that's out of the way.

Onto Mr. Incognito, yesterday, he finally let go! Allow me to explain, when I injected him with the water from the water, I injected it with a piece of my darling Fortissimo. So that piece of Azoth would protect him from the inside from any kind of Shards and ever since then, that little piece has been building up inside of him, growing and yesterday, it busted out in all of it's glory!

Too bad I couldn't be there to see it, but from what I've red, he was able to resist the urge to kill his fellow comrades, which is impressive, that means that he somehow found a connection with he's piece of Azoth and that makes me happy. Because now, he will have a second Azoth half, just like me and Fortissimo.

That's it for today.

Mr. Red Eyes.

Who is this guy?

Let me explain, I arrive to England, settle in, kick back. And then I decide to go see how my Rejects work, it was enjoyable, on one front they were getting slaughtered, on the other they were the ones slaughtering, overall it was a win win situation for me, since Destruction was being caused either way. It was fun to watch.

But then, I see this fellow, he is one of my Rejects and he is definitely not a human, nor a proxy. This guy, possessed amazing strength, to the point where he actually punched a guy's face in, he possessed enormous speed level and on top of all that he was agile as shit. He was obviously a different kind of servant than a proxy.

Allow me to explain, in one base he has inhuman strength, speed and agility, in the other he has none of that, yet he grows four black tentacles out of his back and starts slaughtering everyone left and right, in the third base he shape shifts. This guy is something else and he is on my side, I think, he gets along with The Rejects very well, so I assume he is one of my Rejects.

I need to find out who he is, he is a valuable asset. Even when all of The Rejects that accompanied him died, he was still able to kill everyone and the way he works, ruthless, like a vicious animal, yet at the same time very smart, he outsmarted several of his opponents with ease.

I think, I need to be more involved with my little fan club.

Well Gents.

It seems that today, tonight will be my departure towards England.

I am happy to announce that I wrecked enough havoc here in US to make all the Servants scatter around, during my absence, the rest of Aces of Rejects will stay to control, I explained everything to them, on what to do, so I'm not leaving USA completely.

However, I am bringing one fellow with me to England, who you ask? Well, let that remain a secret, a surprise.

The reason why I'm going towards England? Apparently, my Rejects are spreading and it would be just rude, to not give them a morale boost, right? Besides, visiting some old faces, along with new faces, should be fun, I have a whole list of things that I want to do when I get there.

Should be fun.

Pop in for a stay.

Guess who arrived to our base three days ago, Dimok.

He's been here since, never leaving us, this is the longest he's been around us, which I find quite strange. Tried to talk to him, got nothing but head tilts in response.

I find a few things creepy, he is one of them, I went to "sleep" one night and for those who read the comments on tis blog, they know that I don't sleep, my body does, but my mind, my eyes are always open, watching everything.

And this night, I was "sleeping" and he was across the room, sitting on the couch, I couldn't tell if he was sleeping because of that stupid bunny mask he wears, that mask, starring at you in the middle of the night, yeah, creepy.

But hey, the guy plays cards with me, he's a good challenge since you can't tell by his face expression weather I'm at an advantage, or not.

Gorinich has no problem with the guy, same goes for Egle, she even made tea for him once and he accepted it, he didn't exactly drink, he just sat there, holding the cup in his hand for about 3 hours, then he put it down.

Now Koschey doesn't really trust the guy, but who could blame him, but I am talking about a guy who doesn't trust anyone, so yeah.


In other news, our organization keeps growing, from what I gathered, we already have two recruiting bases established and my little Rejects, occasionally move in and attack other servants, sometimes successfully, sometimes stupidly.

It is funny how this Reject organization works, I ain't even ordering them around, I ain't even telling them what to do, they just do it on their own, because, apparently, they agree with what I do. This is what happens, when you get a blog people.

You come knocking...

I come smashing.

So The Unnamed Chi- The Spoiled Brat, tried to make me work for her, tries to intoxicate me to serve her? I don't give a damn, if that's the Instant inside of her, or if it's her doing, I really don't, fact of the matter, I don't appreciate people attempting to brain wash me, I really don't.

So, today, I was specifically looking for the base of the Nameless, it's really hard to find anything about them, since they are usually the people that just disappear from the face of the Earth. But, through some "reliable sources" we were able to locate one base. The same coffee shop where I met The Spoiled Brat.

So I take Egle with me and we start raising hell, now the Nameless are mostly grown dudes, or gals, since the fear of responsibility mostly hits you in your 30's or 40's when you decide to have kids. And some of them could be military men, or something among those lines.

Didn't matter though, with Egle and my darling Fortissimo behind my back, those dudes stood no chances. Once were done slaughtering all of them, we left only one of them alive, so he could tell us where we could find other bases, of course he wouldn't speak, so I had to resort to good o'l coffee.

So I heat up some coffee in the coffee machine, put The Nameless's head on the counter and start pouring The oh so very Hot coffee on his face.

Eventually he cracked, so we can add another group of servants that we had found, to our list.

Syke!

Got'chu peeps, did you really believe such an awesome guy like me would become a mindless slave, forever looking for an imaginary daughter? Fuck that shit. (I can already see comments like "Herpa Derp I knew you were joking."

Now that post wasn't a complete joke, it actually had a point, allow me to explain.

See, over the weeks that I've been looking over this girl, I got really friendly with her. Whenever she was bullied, I appeared out of nowhere and scared the bullies. Whenever she was bored, I would climb up her window to play with  her and whenever she would fall asleep, I would tell her a story.

Suffice to say, I got attached, she was just so innocent.

I later realized why I was so attached to her, she was indeed the Unnamed Child, one day when I came to visit her, through her window of course, her room was torn down to hell, like nobody lived inside of it for ages, covered with confusion I looked outside and what I saw, was that I was now standing inside of an abandoned building.

At first I was covered with confusion, but quickly I got my shit together and was ready to get out of there, as I turned towards the door, there she was, standing inside the doorway...That Pale Woman that stalks Incognito.

Remembering the last time she and I had an encounter, I wasn't going to rush her this time, as always my darling Fortissimo could not sense her  presence, yet I could see her, that phenomena still confuses me.

So I turn towards the window through which I climbed up, about to take my leave and there she was, in a torn, dirty skirt, dirty black hair, lifeless eyes, skinny body and a big ass grin on her face, The Unnamed Child.

So as you can tell, I was sandwiched.

I stood there for about 3 minutes, looking around at both of them periodically, they were just starring at me from both sides. And then I heard it, in my head, the sounds that I could understand, it was The Unnamed Child, she was communicating with me, she wasn't talking, those weren't words, those were sounds, which I could somehow understand.

She heard of what I am doing, in fact she was keeping an eye on me through her Servants. She liked what I do and wanted me to join her and help her.

Once she told me that, a dirty smirk appeared on my face, it was clear now.

"Will you help me?"

"Why ask? When you can get?" Minute of silence.

I start walking around back and fourth, pompously "Or is it, that you can't get me to serve you? I bet that's it, otherwise you wouldn't be standing here, asking for my help, oh this is glorious." I stop, look at her and smile.

Her stupid looking grin, changed into a serious frown, her eyes got covered up by her hair, I could tell, she was getting mad and it was such an enjoyable feeling.

"Then I will break you."

With that, it was my cue to get out of there and I had just the idea on how to do so.

Remember The Pale Woman standing behind me? What I don't get, is if she was working with The Unnamed Child, or was she invisible to The Unnamed Child, just like my darling Fortissimo? Because The Unnamed Child, payed her no attention during that whole conversation.

In any way, as soon as I saw The Unnamed Child change (Not a pretty sight, can't even describe it) I had to get out of there, so I ran towards The Pale Woman and in an instant, I was in a different place, outside the city where The Aces were located. After that, I spent days driving back.

Also, a side note for Alicia, I can't tell if that was The Instant talking for her, but my darling Fortissimo, told me there was something off.

Speaking of my darling, she was the one who suggested me to follow that girl, she explained to me why, she wanted to show me, how strong we were together.

I love you too, my dear.

WHERE IS SHE!?

My...My daughter!?

Where....

WHO FUCKING TOOK HER!??

Therapy Session #3

As I am sitting on my ass, watching over the girl, I am getting rather bored, I can't leave yet, my darling, Fortissimo tells me I need to stay for a bit longer, I don't know why, granted, the girl is interesting, but my darling took a bigger interest towards the girl than I did. But I trust my darling, thus I remain.

So as I am getting bored, I decided to satisfy myself, by reading your thoughts, it's time for another Audio Therapy.

So the rules go like last time, but since we have a few newcomers (You know who you people are) I will re-explain. There is an audio file below, you listen to it, in order to fully experience the effect of this therapy, I suggest, relaxing, taking deep breaths and closing your eyes, after that, let your imagination run wild. After the audio finishes, you write a comment of what you saw while listening to the audio, it can be anything, a scenario throughout the audio, a picture, a memory you are reminded of, anything you see.



Also, to clear up confusion that most people have with these Therapy Sessions. I do these out f boredom, sometimes killing someone isn't enough to satisfy my boredom, I don't do this, to somehow exploit your weaknesses, or unlock something about you, that you are hiding, I don't need these therapy sessions in order to do that.

Also, everyone is welcome to participate, people that I dislike, people that dislike me, everyone is welcome, don't be afraid to express what you see, there are no wrong answers here.

Let's begin.

Magnets, how do they work?

You heard me.

So the FBI are reading my blog, nice to know, HI DIANA!

You see I was doing my regular thing, hunting down servants and we found another base, it was rather small and appeared on our radar unexpectedly. Usually I would take at least one member of The Aces of Rejects with me, but this time I decided to go alone, I was bored, I wanted to have some fun.

The base was something original for a change, a junk yard. So I told Koschey to keep an eye on the girl, while I go have some fun.

To my surprise, when I got there, I found not only Proxies, with them were Timberwolve's and Lilim's, it was obvious, it was a trap. They tried to shoot me down, but my darling protected me, a slaughter began, I was chopping heads left and right and was having fun doing so.

After they were realizing, that taking me down like this is pointless, they started running, at this point it was like a game of hide n' seek in a Junk Yard, at least that's what I thought, but all that time, it was an elaborate plan, to get me to walk in front a Scrap Magnet, and not one, but Four Scrap Magnets.

How did they achieve that? You see in the Junk Yard, there was a building, looked like a garage for trucks and shit. After they scattered, it would be logical to look for more of them inside of that building, I was never to keen on subtlety, I just decided to take the front door, what I was greeted with, was 4 magnets, with their backs pushed against the wall, the magnetisy part facing the door, where I was currently standing.

As soon as they saw me, they turned those things on.

To their surprise and to be quite honest, to my surprise also, it didn't work. My darling didn't feel a thing, we weren't being pushed toward the magnets, my Darling wasn't getting separated from me, we just didn't feel a thing.

So I proceeded with murdering all of them.

I didn't expect for the magnets not to work, I mean I did think over the theory of those magnets not being strong enough or something like that, but even so, my darling would at least feel something, if she would feel something, she would tell me, hell, even if she didn't tell me, I would feel it.

I guess Med's theory on magnets, is flawed somewhere, too bad.

Also, an interesting thing that I had found after slaughtering all of them, their databse reveals, that they were contacted by an Anonymous, who linked them to Med's blog, specifically the magnet part, revealed to them the link to my blog and suggested to them that they all team up against me. This Anonymous also came up with the plan on how to get me to stand in front of the magnets, at first it was surprising to know that there was someone who knew so well, that they would practically predict what I would do.

But the surprise disappeared after I brought the information back and asked Egle to hack, or trace, or whatever (She's good at those sort of things.) and tell me who this Anonymous is. The signal went back to the FBI and there is only one person who knows me that well in the FBI, Diana.

After that, I returned to my duty of watching over the girl.

Kids.

Before I begin, I would like to say that my organization plan is growing steadily, not going to say anything more than that.


I'm a human, as much as I would like to deny it, I am, even though my body feels nothing, my emotions are quite real. Proof of those emotions are several factors, I love my darling Fortissimo, I consider Incognito my rival and I am friends with Minxie, all of those are factors that I have emotions and thus am a human.

But most might argue that I am no human, but a monster, simply because I have passion towards Destruction, they might be correct.

With that said, today, I was going to attack a Lilim base, but my stomach was grumbling and even though I couldn't feel it, I heard it, luckily there was a Cafe near the base, so I decided to go in, take my time, eat up, at the same time watching over the base.

Whenever I go out in public, I hide my bandaged parts of the body, which means I was in the Cafe, in a closed up jacket, lather gloves and a hood over my head. So there I am, sitting, eating and drinking. After some time, all of a sudden I hear this fragile, innocent voice.

"H-Hello?"

I turn my head down, to see a little girl, looking at me with innocent, curious eyes, I also noticed that she had been pulling my jacket, in order to get my attention, of course I didn't notice, because my body can't feel anything.

"Y-you're different, I-I've never seen you around here, w-who are you?"

Fear and curiosity in her voice.

"Why, I'm the BoogeyMan."

To my surprise, she wasn't afraid, or terrified, she simply tilted her head to the side and her look of curiosity, turned to that of confusion.

"But I thought BoogeMen, were big, hairy, slimy and stinky."

Now I was getting curious.

"There are all kinds of boogeyMen in this world."

"And why are you here Mr. BoogeyMan?"

"Why, I'm here to look over you."

I was simply playing along, I can get side tracked so easily.

"O-over me?"

Now it was a voice of shyness.

"Yes, every child has a BoogeyMan going after them, some of us chose to scare the child, some chose to protect them."

"A-are you going to pr-protect me?"

"Why, of course."

Then her Mom called for her, that name, so unique.

After that, the little girl waved me a good bye and left with her mother and I turned back to the base I was supposed to infiltrate 30 minutes ago.

After finishing my meal, I did so, but while I was doing it, I had one thought running around in my head. That girls curiosity, it attracted me, I want to meet her again.

I don't even know why I'm publishing this, probably because I want to make sure, I was in the right state of my mind, lately, Fortissimo been telling me that I was starting to slip. But she does not object to this thought, of me meeting that girl again, in fact, she tells me to do it, why I do not know, but I want to.

Diana you BITCH!

Remember the havoc Dimok caused? No news of it, nope, nadda, zilch, donut.

Her agents are working hard, yes they do DON'T THEY!?

That fucking bitch, she erased all the news about the whole Dock just collapsing, and somehow made ALL and yes I do mean ALL residents, be quiet about what had happened, do you know how I can tell.

Nothing about it in the newspapers, news, not even fucking rumors about upcoming end of the world and shit, NOTHING!

People are not panicking and that gets me mighty pissed off, to top it all off, I can't track that bitch, she is hiding her frequency very well, not to mention using The Path, could give away our hiding spot. At first I figured these guys were FBI, fuck it, they have documents saying so, but there is something deeper, something different.

In fact, remember Diana's back story? She was a murderer, how the fuck is she in charge of ANY FBI group!? Either there are some strings being pulled, really hard. Either there is something bigger behind this cover up mission than the government.

I need to find out what the fuck is going on and for that I need to find Diana.


Anyway, in other news, we found a way on how to travel through domains. You see, since I can't travel through my domain, which is The Path, because I have Fortissimo inside of me, darling. Once I step a foot inside The Path, I will be immediately located by Marshmallow Man, but if Gorinich goes inside The Path, he won't be detected, because he doesn't have Azoth inside of him, he has a different substance flowing through him. That very substance will be Alien to The Path and it simply won't see him and before you start jumping at me, that "That's simply an assumption." well we already tested it, didn't have any consequences to face.

So now I can keep an eye on my favorite people, YAY!!


Apparently, I'm getting fans, those who want to join my group, now you know, like any smart psychopath I would deny those candidates and maybe kill them off BUT! I had a thought, what stops me, from making my own Organization? I mean every Fear has it's servants, there are Runners and now there are legit FBI agents, so why not make a new organization, The Rejects?

Now I understand, that any member I take can back stab us  at any given moment, because I don't have quite the Fright effect, that any of The Fears have over their Servants, but God Damn it, if they feel lucky upon betraying me, I welcome them, I might not have the effect, but I sure as hell am going to make it.

So far recruited a good bunch of people, you have no idea how much my mail box is exploding with messages right now, the messages are coming from everyone, runners, maenad's, proxies and so fucking on...

I don't find it suspicious, since the mail box started growing right after the disaster that Dimok caused, apparently the news were fast enough to spread around a couple of people, so yeah.

So far I only recruited people, that I personally met, I will withdraw any information, they are not working with me, they don't know where we are and they are working in a completely different town than we are. So practically, they don't know any more, than you readers do about us. I think, this might work actually.

Crazy isn't it?

Dimok you FUCKING PSYCHO!

So yesterday, when Egle said that I was invading a bar full of Timberwolves along with Koschey, it was true, after we were done killing the majority, I told them that I was sent by proxies, so after the survivors of that onslaught recovered, they told other Timberwolves in the area and they gathered to go attack a proxy base. The proxy base was also targeted by the Psycho Maenad's so it was supposed to be a good show and it was, for whole 5 minutes.

Apparently pHIL's warning got to the proxies and they were fairly prepared for the arrival of Timerwolves and Maenads, so it was full blown out fight, which Timberwolves could not win, because on that same pier, there were about 8 more proxy warehouses aligned, close to each other. One of the warehouses was a weapon storage, I did my research.

So for 5 minutes there was a fight, proxies were slowly, but surely winning, because they had back up from other warehouses and that's when it happened. Over the pier, a light into binoculars and I see a figure with an umbrella and a rabbit mask, in an expensive looking suit. It was Dimok and what he was about to do, would blow my mind away.

Few minutes after I had spotted him, I heard this horrible sound going through the whole area, I can't explain it, but I'll try. Ever heard a whale moan? Imagine that, but a prolonged, never ending moan, mixed with the sound of an ultra sound, fucking horrible, if I could feel anything, I'm sure I could have felt one of my ear drums going to hell.

But that wasn't over yet, that was only the sound, a few seconds of silence, even the fighting stopped, because nobody could understand the nature of the sound. Few seconds end, and the pier starts collapsing into hell, early I said that it was an earthquake, I was wrong, the pier, along with all the warehouses on it, they didn't collapse because of an earthquake, they just collapsed, like, ugh how can I explain this. Like a tower made out of cards, suddenly was missing one card and it started to collapse. That was the same with the pier, it was like a few really important part were suddenly missing in the structure and it just fucking collapsed.

I could hear the Destruction, along with all the screams, yells, someone being crushed under the debris, nobody escaped, I could sense it, Fortissimo could sense it, she was a part of The Path, she could feel whenever someone entered it. That night, as she tells me, nobody did and I understand why, not because nobody down there couldn't use it, but because of this commotion, nobody could concentrate hard enough in order to access The Path and who could blame them?

Holy fucking shit, 2 weeks of work, just gone in one swift moment.

After that, Dimok puffed one of his cigars, blew smoke out of his mouth, that smoke surrounded him and he just disappeared. Now I don't know why he did it, because I didn't ask him, I don't know what the purpose of that was, but hell I enjoyed it, so I'm not going to try and locate and ask him, besides, I doubt he would answer anything, I'm just happy he's on our side.

Egle here.

I don't know why, but Kelevra told me to make a post if he was gone for longer than three hours, talking more about why I and Gorinich are on this team.

I think it is a bit obvious, since Kelevra constantly talks about it, but it is indeed Destruction, how did I end up believing that Destruction is the only thing that makes sense. Well do you have a counter to that? No matter where you look at, what you look at, everything ends in destruction, why build something, when you can just reach the end? This is what I believe, I mean I used to believe in other life goals, like forming a family and all that shit, but after all what had happened to me, which I'm sure Kelevra detailed on this blog already, I had only one Goal in mind, it replaced every other Goal I previously had, that Goal was Revenge.

You know when people say that everyone have their limits, I think back then, mine was reached, hence why Mother came to me, she sensed my pain, offered me salvation, offered me revenge, which I'm thankful to her for. When I got my revenge, I just lost all point in living, I reached my goal in life, what was I supposed to do now? I was asking that question and that is when I had met Kelevra, he explained everything to me and it made sense.

I am thankful to Kelevra for helping me see the truth, for helping me not become another pawn in this pointless world we inhabit.

So that is pretty much my reason.

Gorinich however, he is in this team because of me, he wants what I want, he wants to help me reach my goals, so it is pretty simple for him. He is so cute lying on the floor sleeping all curled up like that, poor thing had a hard day.

Well, I guess that is it, oh almost forgot, Kelevra told me to write here where he currently is. Right now he is attacking a bar full of Timberwolves along with Koschey, not sure why he would tell me to post this, but whatever...

Bye now.

- Egle.

Aces of Rejects, Member #5: Dimok

Name: ???
Age: ???
Occupation: Crimson Knight (Unknown if Ex-Crimson Knight, or not)
Weapon: Saw him carrying a sniper rifle with himself.
Tittle: Enigma.
Favorite Line: He doesn't talk.
Theme Song: Einstürzende Neubauten - Sabrina

Special "Talent": Like any Crimson Knight he is capable of manipulating smoke as a means of camouflage, probably explains why he always carries a patch of cigars with himself. Also like any Crimson Knight, he is capable of emitting a sound that causes chaos and destruction, although I never seen him use it. He must also have enhanced agility and strength, since every other crimson knight is known for having that "talent".

Bio: Dimok is the most mysterious of our group, for you see, I have nothing to tell you about his past life, or anything for that matter, he doesn't talk and his face is unknown to me, because he hides it behind that creepy rabbit mask. This suit (With a red tie) wearing knight just started following us, until the day when he finally decided to appear in front of us. You must be asking, "But Kelevra! How can you possibly trust a person like that?" well first of, he saved my team mate's asses several times, he is giving us funding and sometimes he plays card games with me, but that is a rare thing to happen. So he proved to me, not he's trust, but he's goals, whatever they are, fall with our goals, somehow.

Fighting Style: Never seen him fight.

Main Goal: No idea.

Status in Team: Supplier.



And that is it, this is everyone in the Aces of Rejects.

Therapy Session #2

Today, I woke up with a hunger for some analysis, so this is why I am starting this one session, an Audio Session.

Now I want all of you, who would like to participate fully in this, who would like to experience the best quality, to lean back, relax, breath deeply and close your eyes, lets your imagination run wild and once the audio is done, relay it into a text, a comment, of what you have seen a scenario, an image, what was happening in your head when you were listening to this piece of audio.




I eagerly await your analysis and don't worry, there are no loud jump scares in the audio, I dislike those myself.

Of course this is where I type up my own analysis, of what I see, but sadly I have no time right now, for you see, I am rather busy.

But I hope you have a good time and seriously, if you want to fully experience this, then I suggest you close your eyes, relax, breath deeply and as I already said, let your imagination run wild.

See you all later today, maybe.

"Of course you realize this means WAR" - Bugs Bunny.

This is  beautiful, couple of weeks of Koschey and Gorinich attacking bases brought out inspiration, the information that I'm getting is that proxies are dropping like flies all over the region. The fact that Koschey and Gorinich with the help of some runners they ran into, took out the main organization here in USA that was supplying proxies with weaponry and money, that certainly shook things up for them.

So I thought it was time for me to get my ass off the couch and start doing some work. Lucky me that when I get off my sick day, real shit hits the fan. Once I was up and ready I told Koschey to take a break, tried to convince Gorinich to relax as well, but nope, that animal is like an endless source of energy.

Since Proxies were being taken care of by various other groups and their system practically fallen apart here in USA, it was time for us to look for other targets, and we did. We found a Maenad hive here in USA, man these guys were pathetic, after the recent death of their master The Rake and I'm not kidding, here take a look, here too. They were like lost puppies or some shit, some of them were mutated to the point like Gorinich and were practically turned into animals, other were still able to utter a sentence and actually walk on two legs.

I let Gorinich go in first, they didn't attack him because they thought that he was one of them, this was also a good test to see if Gorinich was truly loyal, safe to say he is, he lashed out on them without a single thought, ripping them apart, they started ganging up on him so I came in as well. They became more furious when they sensed my presence, or rather the presence of my darling Fortissimo, they hated her, who could blame them, after all she was "part" of Marshmallow Man in the past and it is no secret that The Rake and Marshmallow Man were enemies. So slaughter began, some of them bled blood, some of them blood some sort of acid, had to be careful that blood actually ate through some of the concrete.

However, what I didn't expect was that the place was wired with C4, I was lucky enough to find out about that when Gorinich sniffed out one brick of it, didn't take us long to get our asses out of there. Someone wired the place, someone was going to take care of the left overs of Maenad's before us, they were also going to take care of us in the process.

But I'm not a stupid cookie, Gorinich got the scent, so we sniffed out the bastard that triggered the explosion, it wasn't one bastard, a group of people hiding in some sort of Van. Didn't attack them  immediately, followed them to the docks, to a warehouse.

Inside, bunch of people walking around, lots of computer equipment and shit, wanna know who these people were? Well surprise, FBI was on a clean up mission, don't really know on which side they were, probably bunch of Proxies. They were cleaning shit up here in USA, by cleaning up, making sure that all this little war was being kept a secret, along the way getting rid of unwanted guests.

Of course I couldn't resist, so me and Gorinich introduced ourselves and took out all of them, I have a bullet wound in my right leg, shit happens. So we took a look, these FBI agents were legit, from what I could see they weren't serving anyone, they had all the groups on their target lists, all their bases marked out on the USA map, bases that even I didn't know about, so I took the map.

Something else that I found out, digging through their messages it seems that these guys were on a mission of wiping out all the servants along with Runners, they wanted to keep everything connected to this conflict as much a secret, as they could. You know why? Get this, if other countries find out that good ol' USA is in such a state, a third World War could start, other countries would use this opportune time to conquer USA.

So when I said War, I really meant Wat, we're on a verge of a World War Three and the only thing keeping it at bay are these agents that are keeping everything as much of a secret, as they can, I don't like that, so I'll be taking care of them as well, imagine what kind of Destruction could start with a World War III! It would be  beautiful!

Something else that I found out, good ol' Diana is behind these FBI agents, apparently she's an FBI agent, interesting huh?

Bound to The Bed.

As the title says, I'm bound to the bed for a couple of weeks, why you ask? I was leading a line of attacks on proxy warehouses all over The US, obviously a certain someone would interfere, seeing as his men were falling like dominoes.

So me and Gorinich, spreading havoc and shit, blowing shit up, killing, infiltrating and suddenly, in the middle of slaughtering a dozen of proxies in one of their warehouses, Marshmallow himself appears, behind the same mentioned proxies, some of them bow down as soon as they see him like a bunch of idiots, others just stand in confusion, me and Gorinich? Fuck dat shit!

Gorinich starts pouncing the proxies that are bowing down, I started attacking them as well, slowly making my way towards Marshmallow Man, if I wasn't too busy splattering proxy brains left and right, I swear I could see Marshmallow Man doing the same thing, he was just picking them up one by one and throwing them left and right, some he crushed, others just ripped apart, heh poor puppies.

To my surprise, Gorinich was making it faster than me, eventually he had a clearing to go at Marshmallow Man himself, he just pounced like a fucking animal across the whole warehouse, ready to stab the ever lasting crap out of Marshmallow Man, but he was caught with one of his many tentacles and proceeded to what seemed like crushing Gorinich, while Gorinich was thrashing left and right, his attention was immediately caught by Marshmallow Man's blank face, shortly after that, he started screaming, holding his head and screaming, I knew what he was doing, a thing he does to a lot of proxies in which he sees potential, he did it to me when we first met.

Gorinich handled it better than me, he started stabbing into one of the tentacles that was holding him, Marshmallow's response was a head tilt and shortly after that, simply threw Gorinich to the side, like a toy that he just got tired of playing with.

It was my turn, at this point all the proxies are panicking, running, clawing for their lives, they don't give two shits about attacking me, all they care about is surviving. It was too crowded, so I asked my darling Fortissimo to put two tentacles against the ground under my feet and lift me into the air, on he's head level, she did so with no problem, darling.

I quickly caught his attention, that one minute stare down was fun, he's blank face and my smiling face, must have looked awesome from the side. Next thing I do, I need to get his attention and I do, by showing him my tongue and flipping him off, head tilt, as always. After that Fortissimo lowers me down and we run outside into the alley, and thats when we meet him, nobody around us, nobody screaming, yelling, running between us, me and him.

He was starring at me, I knew what my reaction was supposed, to be, I was supposed to collapse to my knees, he would start singing and then talking to me, it would hurt, like a bitch, but I didn't, I'm immune to that shit, my darling Fortissimo, one of the things that he is made of, his "Family" turned against him, I can hear only her voice.

I could feel it, he didn't expect it, he was getting pissed the fuck off, nothing new right? Wrong. People saw him getting pissed off because they failed him or some shiz, he would start flailing his tentacles around and become violent. Here, it was different, he was pissed for a different reason, he was pissed because he couldn't control me, he couldn't hurt me, he could kill me, but that wouldn't bring him any pleasure like it usually does. I can't be hurt, he knew that and I knew that, he also didn't know how to locate us, we outsmarted him, that also pissed him off and I swear to God, it was so enjoyable.

After that, he started attacking me, his tentacles, slowly appearing from his back, arms spreading into sides, I got ready. He sent them to come at me, they were flowing at me with such speed, my eye couldn't focus on them, but my darling, Fortissimo, she could, she stopped all those tentacles, she was holding them off an inch from my body, it was hard for her, but she was managing, what I didn't expect, was for his arms to fucking extend, that is a thing he rarely...fuck it, he never does that. They came at such speed, faster than his tentacles, this time my darling was not fast enough, he ended up piercing me right the fuck through the area where you have appendix, his hand went in and went out the other side.

I could see Azoth dripping from the wound, his and mine, I didn't feel it, but I could tell the injury was serious, he then retracted his arm back, with me being pulled towards him, his tentacles disappearing, my Fortissimo concentrating on protecting my body from the inside. Again we were face to uh...no face? He was scanning my face, looking for traces of pain, you couldn't see it by his facial expression, its...I can't even explain it, its a feeling you get.

As he saw the absence of pain, he got pissed off, and was about to probably decapitate my head with one of his rising tentacles in the back, I said fuck that and told Fortissimo to wrap around my hand making a sharp end, making the tentacle wrap around that sharp end, at the same time telling her to wrap around my other hand to make another sharp end and go right for his faceless face.

I didn't exactly pierce it through, that thing is soft, but at the same time hard as fucking brick, but I did make Azoth come out of his head, which was more than enough for my enjoyment, but that was not what I was trying to do, I was trying to get away, I told Fortissimo to extend against his skull, making me get off of his fucking arm that was still inside of me, pushing me away from him, giving me enough distance to escape. He attempted to follow me through The Path, but couldn't, simply because Egle was ready to transport my ass on out of there through her "Path". Something Marshmallow Man can't track us through.

And that is why I'm bound to the bed, not because I'm heavily injured, or I'm in pain, but because Egle and Fortissimo insisted on me staying in bed, and letting them both mend my wounds, Fortissimo from the inside, Egle from the outside, so yup, stuck here for now, also, Gorinich got retrieved as soon as me and Marshmallow left the building by Egle. She is our escape plan. He is alright, nothing a good meal couldn't fix and I believe a fat ass proxy was just the meal he needed.

So since I'm in bed, Koschey and Gorinich are the ones  infiltrating  for now. I hate being sick, so frikin' boring, but hey, to sense his anger on such extreme, you know, it was worth it.

Therapy Session #1

Evening,

Seeing as I have some free time right now, Gorinich and Koschey are doing all the work right now, I'm catching a breather, not that I need one, but Egle insisted along with Fortissimo, something about serious injuries blah blah blah.

Lately I haven't been doing my duty as a psychologist and an artist which is a darn pity, because there are so many talented patients here, that it is a pity I do not expose their artistic minds, that I do not put them to the test, so starting today, we will have these little therapy sessions.

So far I have in mind three kinds of therapy sessions: Picture Therapy, Audio Therapy, Written Therapy.

Picture therapy is similar to the process of showing ink splatters to a patient and asking him what he sees, only I won't be showing ink splatters, that is too simple and stupid, no, what I'll be doing is uploading a picture and asking you the meaning behind it, the way you understand it, the story behind this picture, and I don't want a half assed answer in the comment like "That means this and this means that." I want you to tell me a story, a whole story.

Audio Therapy is me uploading an audio track and asking you what do you see when you listen to it (Suggested to do this with your eyes closed) again no half assed answers, a whole story is in order.

Written Therapy (Probably going to be the most rare one) is when I write a story and you tell me the meaning behind it, what it describes and so on.

And no worries, anyone who wants to can participate, there are no correct answers, there are only answers, so don't be shy, or afraid to tell us what story you see behind this piece, what meaning it conveys and so on...

Why am I doing this? Again as I said, there are many artistic minds that sit behind these screens and I want to expose to their fullest, I would continue doing patient analysis, but I got bored of doing that a while ago, so let us begin.

Tell me, what do you see and what in your opinion is the meaning behind what you see in this picture:

As an example I will first convey what I see and the meaning behind it for me:

Time is a cruel mistress, as a child you dream about becoming a pilot, or an astronaut, or a firefighter, police officer and so on...

But when you grow up, when you start observing, noticing how cruel the world is, how corrupt everything is, what horrible acts people are capable of, it takes an effect, it starts to slowly chip away at your humanity, your life.

And thus, you do not become what you wanted, because you've been told by the rules of this world that you can not get that career, that it is impossible, you better abandon it, or you might end up on the streets, a bum.

So you abandon your dreams because you believe what everyone tells you, because you believe the masses, because you are afraid to take on the opinion of others simply because there are millions of them telling you the same thing.

And you end up working at an office, at first the job is fine, it pays good, colleagues are nice and the place is nice and warm, but after some time, you start to notice that you are doing the same thing over and over again every single day, you get up, eat breakfast, brush your teeth, dress into your black and white clothing and waste your whole day stuck in a big cube, inside of that cube you sit inside another cube, constantly starring into another cube.

You start to live your life in a cube, the building you live, inside of it your apartment, the building you work at, inside of it your office, inside of the office the monitor you stare into, your humanity is slowly escaping you, you become enslaved, giving up your last bits of freedom (The Feather), your last bit of humanity (The Perishing Body).

And then, you die, and then you get buried in another cube that is your coffin.


So that is what I see, so now its your turn, also it is important for you to connect items that are shown in this picture, like I did by pointing out that Freedom is a Feather and Humanity is That Perishing Body in the picture that is holding the feather.

So patients, begin.

Hello my...my name is Mark anQFqT g SE

Hello my name is Mark Gordimer, and I'm a proxy, I am currently being kept captive by the amazing Kelevra, he just told me to say that he is currently, forcing me to write this post up, which is true and that, that little mess up, up there was me trying to resist typing this post  and because of that he ended up stabbing me in the back with one of the tentacles that came from his jacVGEghiae

Fortissimo, his  beautiful  Fortissimo.

The reason why he is forcing me to do this? He wants all the proxies and servants to know that his little operation has begun.QE#hywhwjW

Execuse that last part, he just clutched the keyboard real hard with his hand when I pierced his back with another tentacle and threw him aside from the desk.

Man I tell you that Gorinich is a good boy, ripped the guy apart from the inside and I do mean it, shoved two of his wrist blades into his stomach, started shoving them back and forth until his torso fell off completely...and now he's munching on the poor bastard's dead body, man such a mess. On the bright side, now I know what he eats.

So yes, as you can see our little operation, eliminate servants has began, and we already took out a line of warehouses in the city, as well as a number of police departments with undercover proxies working there, no offence proxies, but you are the only guys that appear on our radar so far.

Suffice to say, we are having a blast!

Have a good day, until we ruin it of course.

Aces of Rejects, Member #4: Gorinich

Name: ???
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Male (I think)
Occupation: Ex-Maenad
Weapon: Two blades surgically attached to his wrists.
Tittle: Leaper
Favorite Line: Growling and Snarling like an animal
Theme Song: Aphex Twin - Beetles

Special "Talent": Enhanced (Very) Agility, Enhanced (Very) Strength, Leaps for really far distances.

Bio: Not much is known about Gorinich, for one I have no idea how he ended up being a Maenad (Rake's Servant), I don't even know for a fact that he is a Maenad. But he sure acts like it, he walks on all fours at all times, acts like a wild animal, his strength is unbelievably high, agility is also unbelievably high and his body has been fucked up to the point where he almost looks like The Rake, keyword being "Almost". One thing that stands out are these two blades sticking out of his wrists, well I know for a fact that Gorinich was a Surgeon in the past, which would explain how the blades are attached to his wrists, he may have attached them by himself, before his human mind completely collapsed. What do I mean by that? Well Gorinich can't talk, he can't behave like a human, in other words, he acts like an animal, he probably is. So how could I come into terms with a creature that can't understand me, I didn't, you see he acts like an animal, that means he can be trained and somehow Egle was able to befriend him. To be short, he is like her little pet, or something like that, so it is natural that when Egle joined my group, that Gorinich would do so also.

 Fighting Style: No fucking idea, he just usually leaps onto his victims and rips them apart with his blades.

 Main Goal: Following Egle's goals.

 Status in The Team: Infiltrator.

Miss Me?

I sure as hell did, I'm back bitches!

So where was I all this time? Welp believe it, or not I was taking a vacation and before any of you mindless people start saying "Oh great he went on a killing, or a corpse fucking spree" nope.

I visited an antique shop and stayed there for about two weeks, the woman that works there, magical woman. Helps out anyone (Morally), doesn't matter if you're the most horrible person on this planet, or the most noble of all. All that matters to her is helping (Again, morally).

I visit her once a year, swear to God, she never ages. We sat around, drank tea, I ate some of her cooked meals (De-fucking-licious!), we talked about random things. Ah that woman is a saint, also any of you proxies, or other pathetic little doggies on leashes try to locate her and kill her, just to tick me off, good luck, the antique shop is no simple place, and if you go through her doors with bad intentions, you end up in a completely different and awful place.

Anyways, so what have me and my group been up to recently, well its simple really, we are eliminating Servant organizations, not Only proxy organizations, we eliminate all of Fear's servants organizations, currently we are busy trying to locate as many bases as we can here in USA, shouldn't be too hard.

So yeah, that's all I'm really doing right now.

Good to be back.

Aces of Rejects, Member #3: Queen Egle

Name: Sandra Mullins (Egle)
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Female
Occupation: Ex-Lilim
Weapon: Katana, Anything can get her hands on.
Tittle: Queen
Favorite Line: Come closer darling.
Theme Song: Emilie Autumn - I Know Where You Sleep

Special "Talent": Shape shifting, Enhanced Agility, Enhanced Strength, Even though she is made of bones, she can bend her body in such ways, that it seems the bones are practically absent, her body can bend so much, that she can fit herself in a small box, or vent.

Bio: Dear Sandra was once a simple punk girl, she was going to rock concerts and such, learning wasn't really going well, but at that time, she didn't really need it. One day she gets kidnapped by some guys, raped and sold into prostitution slavery. There she is bought out by a satanist, he leads her to a satanistic cult and along with other women that the satanistic cult has bought out, makes her strip dance on top of a fence that is on fire. If you didn't move, you're feet got burnt to hell, so you really had no choice, but dance non stop for the satanistic perverts. One day, dear Sandra looks at a mirror, sees herself, feels the disgust, hatred, fear boil up inside of her and then she sees The Mother of Snakes. Slowly she becomes her servant, and is then allowed to take revenge, once she takes her revenge, she realizes she has no purpose, so she abandons The Mother of Snakes and joins my group, she sees the point in my goal, she agrees with it and she wants to help, I'm not one to deny assistance.

Fighting Style: Kapoeira.

Main Goal: Helping me with my goal.

Status in The Team: Espionage, since she can make herself look like any human being, she can gain trust of other servants, or runners.


And that is our dear Egle, she calls herself Egle, because it is a Lithuanian Fairy Tale about a girl who marries The King of Snakes and becomes The Queen, but is then later killed by the same said snakes and king.

Not Such a Bad Person and Psychology.

Welp, my little therapy session with Minxie comes to a closure, truly those were some fun months, the thrill of how you would end up, amazing! I could list everything that has happened, but I think Minxie did it better than me, I would like to explain a few aspects of this therapy we had.

But before I start explaining a few things, I would like to say, Minxie, you surprised me. Honestly, when I first saw your blog, I thought "Well this is boring" but then I started to notice, something makes me keep coming back to your blog, didn't take me long to understand what it was, your curiosity, that same curiosity is the reason why I consider you to be a friend, but more about that later.

So what was the purpose of the Therapy, it had nothing but good intentions, of course the way to achieve them was...questionable to some, but that is because none of you understood, now I will try to explain. I said countless times that I wanted to help Minxie find out what kind of person she is, to let her find out her limits, where she was standing in all of this, when you know those things, your survival chances increase drastically, you start thinking much more clearer.

At first, I thought this therapy was to come to an end when she would make her first kill, but when I saw the lack of emotion, I figured it out, she didn't feel anything, because her emotions were not fixated on that person, they were fixated on Snowblind. I needed to expand those emotions, I needed to turn them into pure hatred, so she would be able to find out what kind of person she is, after she had killed Snowy.

There is a theory I've been using behind all of this, and that theory is rather simple. You see, lots of people think that they are "good", but why do they assume that? You know why? They are afraid, afraid that if they do something "bad" they will go to prison, or hell, or some place. So they automatically assume the role of a good person out of fear and as we all know, anything that is done out of fear has no moral value whatsoever. The only way to determine what kind of person you are, is to commit the most horrendous sin, to kill someone and if after you kill someone, you feel tremendous guilt, you're a good person. But if you feel nothing and even at some point, enjoyment, then you are a horrible person, but that doesn't mean you're not human. This is why I told Minxie that she is a horrible person, just like me, she didn't feel any ounce of guilt after she had killed Snowflake, but she understood, that wasn't the end of her humanity, now she knows what she is capable of.

The reason why I wanted to help her out? While it is true, that I was interested in how she would end up, I was doing all of that, because I considered her to be my friend. You see, her questions, her curiosity, showed interest in me, before Minxie, the only one I could talk to was Azoth, at first I payed no attention to that, but then a realization came. It is pretty depressing, when the only thing that is interested in you and understands you is not even human, makes you feel like you're not a human, made me forget that I was human and I was fully convinced that I was a monster. But then Minxie comes along and starts taking interest in my fascinations, at some point she even starts to understand me, that brought back the feeling of humanity, she reminded me that I was a human, a horrible, but a human non the less. As much as we want to deny it, we are all human, even if we have supernatural talents.

So, I guess I have this to say, thank you Minxie, you reminded me of something important, although I bleed Azoth, I am still made out of human meat and organs and I can easily die, that I am human.



Now for some psychology, originally I was going to make this post a simple explanation to my motives behind Minxie's therapy. But there's another person I need to address, pHIL. For this part, you need to read his post, in order to understand what this is all about.

Mr. Mcdonalds here constantly implied that I am a psychopath and today he made this silly chart of his to prove his point. Problem with that is, he knows diddly squat about me, so he can't really determine anything. Now all of you can easily turn that around on me and say "But uncle Kelevra, you did almost the same analysis on us!", well kiddies I have constantly noted that those analysis are assumptions, not facts, I could easily be wrong, because I don't know you people, for example JP's analysis, that was a complete miss, or Minxie's, in her analysis I said that she would break down if she killed someone, I was wrong and that's a fact.

Another thing that's Mr. Mcdonalds doesn't know me, to say that I am a psychopath, so I will gladly debunk his little chart over here, to make my point clear (The things that will stay unchanged are true).

      Kelevra

• Glibness/superficial charm- 1
• Grandiose sense of self-worth- 1 (I don't care about myself, only about my goals, which are in turn Fortissimo's goals, so I don't do it only for myself, I do for Fortissimo as well.)
• Pathological lying-0 (Never lied in my life, withheld information? yes, lied? Give me at least one example)
• Cunning/manipulative - 2
• Lack of remorse or guilt - 2
• Shallow affect -1 (Tell you me this before I met Minxie, that would have been complete truth, but now, after this therapy, only partially)
• Callousness; lack of empathy-1 (Same reason as above)
• Failure to accept responsibility for his own actions- 0 (I accept full well the responsibility of my actions, I simply don't care about them, but I do accept them)

• Need for stimulation/proneness to boredom- 1
• Parasitic lifestyle- 1
• Poor behavioral control - 0 (Full control of my behavior, I do things when I want to do them, someone insults me, I can ignore them, or attack them, but I do it because I want to, not because I feel insulted, in fact I take my insults as compliments, when people insult me, they show that I exist)
• Lack of realistic long-term goals- 0 (Destruction is a pretty realistic goal to me, a goal that has been with me ever sine I was born, not a good goal, but a realistic one, now the fact that I can't fulfill it is true, but it is real, someday the world will end, but I won't be around to see it, so until then, I cause as much destruction as I can.)
• Impulsivity-0 (I always think over my actions, and take into consideration the consequences, if I didn't, I wouldn't be ready for them and quite frankly, would be dead.)
• Irresponsibility-0 (I have responsibility of protecting Incognito, had the responsibility of protecting Minxie and have responsibility of protecting Fortissimo.)
• Juvenile delinquency- 2
• Early behavior problems- 2

• Promiscuous sexual behavior-2
• Many short-term relationships-0 (Had only one relationship, my darling Fortissimo.)
• Criminal versatility-1 (I keep careful safety of myself, for if I die, Fortissimo dies, along with that I take into consideration the safety of people I want to keep safe.)

So you said that if all the points rack up about 30 or more, then the person is a psychopath, alright lets see...16, even your chart proves it.

Also, you said that me calling myself "10 steps ahead" means I'm a pompous, egoist? Well pompous, yes, but calling me an Egoist, we're all Egoists. The question is, who is a bigger Egoist, in our case, you are a bigger Egoist than I am. This opinion of yours, that I'm a psychopath, if it was your opinion and you kept it to yourself, if all of it was simply an assumption, but it isn't. Not only are you 100% sure of your calculations, but you are also trying to convince everyone in how correct it is. As for the "10 steps ahead" phrase, well its fact, Minxie is 5 steps ahead of you pHIL. You know why? She and I, we realized our secret, horrible desire, in doing so, we found out where we stand and we know our limits, we know ourselves better than some people, those some people, are you pHIL. You know why you're a couple of steps behind? Because you haven't fulfilled you're deepest, darkest desire, you probably don't even know what it is. So how about you go and take a good, long look in the mirror and I do mean it, take a chair if you need and find out, the horrible things you truly want to do, killing isn't the most horrible thing.

So here is my analysis to you Mcdonald:

You seem to be prideful in your knowledge, thus you will deny if someone questions them, you will also deny the fact that you are wrong, because your pride is just too darn big. Which in result means your Ego is big. I don't mean you're stupid, no, on the contra ire, you're smart. But until you admit your weaknesses, not to me, not to anyone else, but to yourself. You will remain to be, a poor little man, who will keep denying his mistakes, until his mistakes drive him to his grave.

All assumptions of course.