Found one of them, he was hanging out in a bar, sitting near the counter, drinking beer, I needed information, they attacked me, I wasn't going to leave them alone, they wanted to play with me, I always finish a game. So me walking behind this guy, sitting near him, the guy didn't even flinch, but he knew it was me. I asked him politely where his friends were located now, but he didn't let me finish my sentence, and smacked me over the head with a bottle. Now I would stumble and fall down, but I don't feel pain, he didn't expect that, I went for his neck, a quick chop to his neck sent him falling down on the ground chocking, I wanted to finish this quickly. He wouldn't let me, just as I was about to grab him, his uses The Path to get away, at least that's what I thought he was trying to do, but in reality he appeared behind me, this time with a knife, trying to stab me in the spine. Good thing, my dear, darling Fortissimo reacted, and became solid at my back area, so his knife couldn't pierce her. Then Fortissimo elongates my sleeve and I turn around, wrapping her around his already hurting neck, throwing him through the table. Twas enough to knock him out.
I look over the counter and see a bar tender covering, I ask him where the roof access is, when he tells me, I tell him to call the cops.
My dear Fortissimo, wraps around his leg and helps me drag him to the roof, there she hangs him over the ledge, threatening to drop him. He was screaming like a little bitch, seemed like such a hardass, but when you threaten their lives, they squeal really loud, I love when that happens. He spilled the beans, he even told me who is behind this merry group of douches, and I was quite surprised, thought she was dead. Guess she didn't do it.
Before dropping him, I chopped his head off, I didn't want him using The Path to disappear before hitting the ground and then I dropped his body, right on top of a police car, there were proxies in this town working at the police station, I wanted to let them know, to not interfere, this is between me and that group.
I love it when it gets personal!
Anyways, onto our dear, patients:
Username: Gabriella Smith.
Nickname: Bob, George.
Analysis: Started to become a part of the game not a long time ago, before that, was going on a dream/nightmare crusade. Has a lot of personalities in her head, in fact, there is so much of them that I don't know the exact number, one of these persona's is Thorn a.k.a. Bobby, the evil one, the savage one, the one that does the killing so to say. Apparently Bob has been fucked in the head, looong before The Game has started up, different personalities is the proof of that, not to mention the fact that she didn't feel anything towards her mother's death, but I suspect twas a lie.
Weaknesses: Overconfident, young, multiple personalities, has no combat training.
Strength: Multiple personalities, has a sense of humor, young.
Survival Chances: Not very high, in fact, pretty low.
Diagnosis: An actress, hiding everything behind jokes, behind her bratty persona, in reality is afraid of taking part in the game and in reality is hurting over her mother's death. Such a good actress, she herself doesn't know that she is acting.
And that is it for today, I had a good day today.
- Dr. Kelevra and I have a bitch of an itch on my left ass cheek.