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.
What if nobody showed up at Armageddon?
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
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
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.
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.)
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.
Monday, June 17, 2013
My Darling, My love...
Fortissimo, I love her, so much and she loves me.
Recently, I've been falling a tad bit depressed, I mean everything is going according to plan for me, why would I be sad? Well you know, sometimes, the sadness just comes for no reason, I would probably commit suicide a long time ago as this is not the only time I had depression for no reason.
But thankfully I have my darling Fortissimo with me, her love, her desire, fuels through my blood, we are one and yet, we are separate. This relationship of ours didn't start very nicely to be honest. When Marshmallow Man started digging in my body with one of his tentacles and I bit it off, it fell into my body and it was there for a very long time, until it got used to my body and in fact started moving inside of it through my veins. At first it tried to take me over, to clear my mind and use my body in order to return to Marshmallow Man, but when it got to my memories, to my desires, when it saw how I think, it was overwhelmed.
It saw what kind of monster I was, that I was a hell spawn, that I didn't have any ounce of a soul in me since the day I was born. It saw the moment I killed my parents without remorse, the thing that baffled it was not that I killed them, it is the fact that I had lack of motive for doing that, I just did it. After that act of violence, it saw my thoughts forming, it saw how I came to a conclusion that Destruction is the only thing that matters and it agreed.
That is when she spoke to me for the first time, she revealed to me everything that was going on, what was Marshmallow Man doing, that there were people who served him and ran from him. She told me that the day I waited for, the day when I could cause much more Destruction was upon me. All I had to do was join him and of course I did.
But through time, I realized that the tasks I was given, hunt down this guy, follow that guy, kill this girl, intimidate that group, all of it was once again meaningless and Fortissimo agreed, that is when we started disobeying him, that is when we started doing whatever we wanted and we had purpose again. On that day, I learned how to use Fortissimo, how to make her a weapon of Destruction, first time using her like that, it was like snorting coke, first dose is enjoyable and you get addicted. That was also the day that I first called her Fortissimo, the name was fitting, I was a man of silence, I was doing what I did for no reason, no purpose, I was silent, lost, until a big bang of sound came out of nowhere and woke me up, that sound was Fortissimo.
It has been so long since she and I met and to be honest, I am surprised that we are even alive today, when in reality we should have been killed a long time ago. I was stretching out a bubble gum until it ripped, yet somehow, I was able to buy myself a new one.
My darling Fortissimo, I love you.
This song, it describes our relationship perfectly, been listening to it the whole time I wrote this:
Oh look at that, depressions gone, yay!
Recently, I've been falling a tad bit depressed, I mean everything is going according to plan for me, why would I be sad? Well you know, sometimes, the sadness just comes for no reason, I would probably commit suicide a long time ago as this is not the only time I had depression for no reason.
But thankfully I have my darling Fortissimo with me, her love, her desire, fuels through my blood, we are one and yet, we are separate. This relationship of ours didn't start very nicely to be honest. When Marshmallow Man started digging in my body with one of his tentacles and I bit it off, it fell into my body and it was there for a very long time, until it got used to my body and in fact started moving inside of it through my veins. At first it tried to take me over, to clear my mind and use my body in order to return to Marshmallow Man, but when it got to my memories, to my desires, when it saw how I think, it was overwhelmed.
It saw what kind of monster I was, that I was a hell spawn, that I didn't have any ounce of a soul in me since the day I was born. It saw the moment I killed my parents without remorse, the thing that baffled it was not that I killed them, it is the fact that I had lack of motive for doing that, I just did it. After that act of violence, it saw my thoughts forming, it saw how I came to a conclusion that Destruction is the only thing that matters and it agreed.
That is when she spoke to me for the first time, she revealed to me everything that was going on, what was Marshmallow Man doing, that there were people who served him and ran from him. She told me that the day I waited for, the day when I could cause much more Destruction was upon me. All I had to do was join him and of course I did.
But through time, I realized that the tasks I was given, hunt down this guy, follow that guy, kill this girl, intimidate that group, all of it was once again meaningless and Fortissimo agreed, that is when we started disobeying him, that is when we started doing whatever we wanted and we had purpose again. On that day, I learned how to use Fortissimo, how to make her a weapon of Destruction, first time using her like that, it was like snorting coke, first dose is enjoyable and you get addicted. That was also the day that I first called her Fortissimo, the name was fitting, I was a man of silence, I was doing what I did for no reason, no purpose, I was silent, lost, until a big bang of sound came out of nowhere and woke me up, that sound was Fortissimo.
It has been so long since she and I met and to be honest, I am surprised that we are even alive today, when in reality we should have been killed a long time ago. I was stretching out a bubble gum until it ripped, yet somehow, I was able to buy myself a new one.
My darling Fortissimo, I love you.
This song, it describes our relationship perfectly, been listening to it the whole time I wrote this:
Oh look at that, depressions gone, yay!
Friday, June 14, 2013
Aces of Rejects, Member #2: Mister Koschey
I know that I said, that I would slowly introduce them, but, well I'm impatient ok? So who should I start off with? Well obviously the man who has been doing the most killing recently, I believe German proxies has gotten acquainted with this fella.
Name: Roman Buldiganov (Koschey)
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Male
Occupation: Dying Man Shard
Weapon: Tulskii Tokarec (2 Pieces), Pocket Knife, Anything he can get his hands on.
Tittle: Walking Corpse
Favorite Line: Get lost.
Theme Song: Order of The Fly - Rot
Special "Talent": Body is paralyzed, just like mine, but is still capable of movement. If he lost a limb, can easily rip off someone's limb and attach it to himself as a replacement of the old one, not to mention he gains all the attributes of the limb, for example: if he replaced his normal eye with a snipers eye, then he will be more precise at shooting his target. Military training.
Bio: Roman Buldiganov was an excellent soldier in the Russian Army, once he finished serving his time, he went to get a job. What he realized later was that, he can't do anything but kill people, so he fell together with a Russian Mafia. After some time the Mafia fell apart, but he decided to stick with what he does so he became what some might call, a mercenary for hire. He took any job weather it was killing someone, or saving someone, it didn't matter to him, as long as he got paid. He quickly gained popularity in his line of duty, since he always finishes the job he takes and until he finishes that job, he does not take another. At some point he was given a job of hunting down a certain man, that certain man carried a Dying Man Shard inside of himself, once he killed the man, The Dying Man shard, took over Roman's body. Now the Dying Man Shard (Business) liked his host and they ended up working together. Problem was, that the dying man shard could not sustain the control over its powers, result of that, Roman's body was decaying. But with that great power, came also an ability, The Dying Man Shard was powerful enough to repair not only injuries, but also bones and nervous systems. This is how his body is still capable of movement, he has been ripping off body parts of his victims and attaching them to himself, replacing the old body parts.
Fighting Style: Is awesome at Boxing.
Main Goal: Finishing his contract which he and I arranged all those years back.
Status in The Team: Strategist.
Amazing ain't it?
Name: Roman Buldiganov (Koschey)
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Male
Occupation: Dying Man Shard
Weapon: Tulskii Tokarec (2 Pieces), Pocket Knife, Anything he can get his hands on.
Tittle: Walking Corpse
Favorite Line: Get lost.
Theme Song: Order of The Fly - Rot
Special "Talent": Body is paralyzed, just like mine, but is still capable of movement. If he lost a limb, can easily rip off someone's limb and attach it to himself as a replacement of the old one, not to mention he gains all the attributes of the limb, for example: if he replaced his normal eye with a snipers eye, then he will be more precise at shooting his target. Military training.
Bio: Roman Buldiganov was an excellent soldier in the Russian Army, once he finished serving his time, he went to get a job. What he realized later was that, he can't do anything but kill people, so he fell together with a Russian Mafia. After some time the Mafia fell apart, but he decided to stick with what he does so he became what some might call, a mercenary for hire. He took any job weather it was killing someone, or saving someone, it didn't matter to him, as long as he got paid. He quickly gained popularity in his line of duty, since he always finishes the job he takes and until he finishes that job, he does not take another. At some point he was given a job of hunting down a certain man, that certain man carried a Dying Man Shard inside of himself, once he killed the man, The Dying Man shard, took over Roman's body. Now the Dying Man Shard (Business) liked his host and they ended up working together. Problem was, that the dying man shard could not sustain the control over its powers, result of that, Roman's body was decaying. But with that great power, came also an ability, The Dying Man Shard was powerful enough to repair not only injuries, but also bones and nervous systems. This is how his body is still capable of movement, he has been ripping off body parts of his victims and attaching them to himself, replacing the old body parts.
Fighting Style: Is awesome at Boxing.
Main Goal: Finishing his contract which he and I arranged all those years back.
Status in The Team: Strategist.
Amazing ain't it?
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Aces of Rejects, Member #1: Kelevra Dragunov
Name: Kelevra (Bad Dog) Dragunov
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Male
Occupation: Ex-Proxy, Free Agent
Weapon: Azoth Suit, Machete, Anything he can get his hands on
Tittle: Dr. Kelevra P.H.D. in Ass Kicking
Favorite Line: Do you like it doggy style?
Theme Song: John Frizzell - My Little Box
Special "Talent": Body is paralyzed, but is still capable of movement. Azoth suit can morph into anything he wants and is capable of becoming solid and turn back to being liquid, at will. Constant telepathic connection with his Azoth Suit.
Fighting Style: Rarely uses it, but is known for using the Monkey-Fu style of fighting.
Main Goal: Causing as much Destruction, as possible.
Status in The Team: Leader of The Aces of Rejects.
This is the basic sheet for my little gang, to who I have been referring to for the past couple of weeks as my "Aces". One of those "Aces" was the one causing all the damage in Germany. You didn't think I was the only "peshka", in this game? Don't be so naive.
Slowly throughout the days, I will be revealing the members of this gang, I think you will like them.
That is all, have a good day.
Age: ???
Sex/Gender: Male
Occupation: Ex-Proxy, Free Agent
Weapon: Azoth Suit, Machete, Anything he can get his hands on
Tittle: Dr. Kelevra P.H.D. in Ass Kicking
Favorite Line: Do you like it doggy style?
Theme Song: John Frizzell - My Little Box
Special "Talent": Body is paralyzed, but is still capable of movement. Azoth suit can morph into anything he wants and is capable of becoming solid and turn back to being liquid, at will. Constant telepathic connection with his Azoth Suit.
Fighting Style: Rarely uses it, but is known for using the Monkey-Fu style of fighting.
Main Goal: Causing as much Destruction, as possible.
Status in The Team: Leader of The Aces of Rejects.
This is the basic sheet for my little gang, to who I have been referring to for the past couple of weeks as my "Aces". One of those "Aces" was the one causing all the damage in Germany. You didn't think I was the only "peshka", in this game? Don't be so naive.
Slowly throughout the days, I will be revealing the members of this gang, I think you will like them.
That is all, have a good day.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Marhsmallow Man don't Have Shit on me!
Eat that Marshmallow Man (New nickname for TPFF), whats the matter? Can't track me now? Dawww shucks, too bad.
See kiddies, this is when it pays to have 4 Aces up your sleeve, counting me along with them, that is 5 Aces in total.
Amazing what you can do, with good connections and a little bit of imagination, you are capable of tricking even the most deadly force on the planet. And I don't mean only Marshmallow Man, pretty soon, I will be ending up on a target list of many Fears, but more details about that later.
So Marshmallow Man, if you're reading this, which you probably aren't, but one of your bitch secretar- Oracles is. Come get me, what? You can't? You know why? Cause there is no frequency to track, I didn't use The Path. And this post? I'm no amateur, I know how you can track people through these, well guess what, no frequency coming from this post, because currently, I am posting this, outside of Earth, so yeah, Fuck you.
And no, I am not in space, I'm a lousy Astronaut.
See kiddies, this is when it pays to have 4 Aces up your sleeve, counting me along with them, that is 5 Aces in total.
Amazing what you can do, with good connections and a little bit of imagination, you are capable of tricking even the most deadly force on the planet. And I don't mean only Marshmallow Man, pretty soon, I will be ending up on a target list of many Fears, but more details about that later.
So Marshmallow Man, if you're reading this, which you probably aren't, but one of your bitch secretar- Oracles is. Come get me, what? You can't? You know why? Cause there is no frequency to track, I didn't use The Path. And this post? I'm no amateur, I know how you can track people through these, well guess what, no frequency coming from this post, because currently, I am posting this, outside of Earth, so yeah, Fuck you.
And no, I am not in space, I'm a lousy Astronaut.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Good to Be Back.
So, where have I been all this time? Well now that I am a free agent, I gotta keep running from my ex-boss, but you know, I think I lost him off my hide and for good, how do I know, alright, allow me to explain.
Every time a proxy uses a path Slendy knows about it, how? He is linked to that place, in fact I think that place IS the actual Slenderman and the business suit thing we see, is just a puppet The Path uses in order to connect to this world, but those are just assumptions and mean nothing. What IS important is that Slendy can feel anything that is going on within The Path, which means if I use it, he will get a whiff of me and easily track me down.
Well lassies, today I was once again trying to avoid Slendy, I was constantly moving, when sudden;y he caught me, and I had to start escaping him, while Fortissimo was covering my back from his long ass tendrils, and that is when this place faced bitch came in.
As I was running through the streets, I saw her standing there in the alleys, running out of options, I remember that this girl can manipulate time somehow and teleport, so I start brain storming and wonder, what would happen if The Pale Faced Fuck (TPFF - is how I'm gonna call him now) that was right behind me, ran into her.
So I start running towards her, but once I got close to her, that was not what I was planning on, but whatever, she teleported me to where you may ask? Well of course The United States of America! Also, I found out something, TPFF can not track you, if you have used other supernatural ways of transportation, for example: The Pale Faced Girl, or Any Other Fears' domain. How did I come to that conclusion, well for a creature that was ready to tear my head off immediately, he hasn't appeared in about 6 days now and I haven't even moved, once.
So now I know of a way how to lose TPFF, there's a lot of checkpoints in this area to other Fears' domains, I just have to plan things out and I have a whole system of escape plans.
Every time a proxy uses a path Slendy knows about it, how? He is linked to that place, in fact I think that place IS the actual Slenderman and the business suit thing we see, is just a puppet The Path uses in order to connect to this world, but those are just assumptions and mean nothing. What IS important is that Slendy can feel anything that is going on within The Path, which means if I use it, he will get a whiff of me and easily track me down.
Well lassies, today I was once again trying to avoid Slendy, I was constantly moving, when sudden;y he caught me, and I had to start escaping him, while Fortissimo was covering my back from his long ass tendrils, and that is when this place faced bitch came in.
As I was running through the streets, I saw her standing there in the alleys, running out of options, I remember that this girl can manipulate time somehow and teleport, so I start brain storming and wonder, what would happen if The Pale Faced Fuck (TPFF - is how I'm gonna call him now) that was right behind me, ran into her.
So I start running towards her, but once I got close to her, that was not what I was planning on, but whatever, she teleported me to where you may ask? Well of course The United States of America! Also, I found out something, TPFF can not track you, if you have used other supernatural ways of transportation, for example: The Pale Faced Girl, or Any Other Fears' domain. How did I come to that conclusion, well for a creature that was ready to tear my head off immediately, he hasn't appeared in about 6 days now and I haven't even moved, once.
So now I know of a way how to lose TPFF, there's a lot of checkpoints in this area to other Fears' domains, I just have to plan things out and I have a whole system of escape plans.
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Expiration Date.
Well, I thought this day would never come, want a reason for my prolonged absence? Here's your reason, guess who finally reached Slendy's nerves, here's a tip, he wears bandaged, has a morphing azoth suit.
Couple of days back, I was just killing a couple of proxies, looking for Diana, when he rudely interrupted my fun. Appeared behind me like the cheap bastard he is, sent his tendrils at my neck, but ol' Kelevra is not a dummy, my darling Fortissimo, she speaks to me, she warns me in time, I duck, he misses, tell Fortissimo to leak towards my feet and push me off of the ground in order to give me a big jump boost, in order to move further from Slendy.
He could easily use The Path and kill me while I was in the air, but I knew he wouldn't, he wanted me to know that I'm not under his protection no more, he wants to see me suffer, since he never saw me truly suffering.
After I landed I turned to look at Slendy and he was right in front me in a mere second, I starred into that blank thing he calls a face and I smile, I feel him, I feel that he is pissed at me, I feel that he is fed up with me. I enjoy it, he knows I'm enjoying it, killing me then and there, would not be satisfying.
A sudden tentacled was sent in my direction from his chest, but my darling Fortissimo, she feels him, she knows him, she is him, she saves me, but while she is saving me, Slendy disappears.
So now I am a free agent kiddies, I have no sides, no missions, only one desire driving me and all of you know what it is.
Nothing and no one will stop me, not Incognito, not Vikady, not The Judgment and not even Slendy, we, me and Fortissimo, we will achieve our goal, finally, FULL FREEDOM!
Couple of days back, I was just killing a couple of proxies, looking for Diana, when he rudely interrupted my fun. Appeared behind me like the cheap bastard he is, sent his tendrils at my neck, but ol' Kelevra is not a dummy, my darling Fortissimo, she speaks to me, she warns me in time, I duck, he misses, tell Fortissimo to leak towards my feet and push me off of the ground in order to give me a big jump boost, in order to move further from Slendy.
He could easily use The Path and kill me while I was in the air, but I knew he wouldn't, he wanted me to know that I'm not under his protection no more, he wants to see me suffer, since he never saw me truly suffering.
After I landed I turned to look at Slendy and he was right in front me in a mere second, I starred into that blank thing he calls a face and I smile, I feel him, I feel that he is pissed at me, I feel that he is fed up with me. I enjoy it, he knows I'm enjoying it, killing me then and there, would not be satisfying.
A sudden tentacled was sent in my direction from his chest, but my darling Fortissimo, she feels him, she knows him, she is him, she saves me, but while she is saving me, Slendy disappears.
So now I am a free agent kiddies, I have no sides, no missions, only one desire driving me and all of you know what it is.
Nothing and no one will stop me, not Incognito, not Vikady, not The Judgment and not even Slendy, we, me and Fortissimo, we will achieve our goal, finally, FULL FREEDOM!
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