Monday, August 26, 2013

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.

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  1. Meh, it's more like a club. Like you have karate clubs for people who like karate, and chess clubs for people who like chess, and strip clubs for people who like strippers, and cooking clubs for people who like cooking, and surf clubs for people who like surfing... you get the picture.

    And this is like a Destruction Club or something. *shotgun* Scout's Honour, bitches. *ka'boom*

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    1. I should start a Fear hunting club then. XD

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  2. I entirely approve of people trying to make bases for this. It's a pain to take all of them down when they're spread out.

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    1. And I entirely aprove of you people attacking each others bases. Gives us runners some time to sit back and strike when you all are tired from fighting each other.

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    2. Most of them are runners. Besides, more runners are killed when they attack than when we attack. Cause it's easier to just cut their supplies and make them scatter.

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    3. And there's a double 'p' in approve

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    4. There's an apostrophe at the beginning of "cause" when it is used to substitute "because".

      And there's a full stop at the end of a sentence.

      Get down to the bottom of the smart-arse hierarchy, Phil; I keep telling you it's my crown.

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    5. Correcting spelling doesn't make one a smart-arse [sic]. Neither does making outlandish threats involving rusty metal suppositories. Besides, I'm not a smartarse [sic], so it's all academic anyway.

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    6. He who insults my outlandish threats gets nailed to a high-speed ceiling fan by his ballbag.

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    7. No, I didn't. There was no mention of rusty metal suppositories.

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    8. But it was an outlandish threat.

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    9. Honestly, I only gave you an outlandish threat because you mentioned them.

      Otherwise, I have a button that dispenses outlandish threats, Morningstar presses it all the goddamn time.

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    10. It's your own fault. If your threats weren't so dang funny, people wouldn't provoke you. As much.

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    11. What?

      People find the threats FUNNY? I was only trying to get the threats NOTED. They can't be FUNNY.

      I'll fucking show them funny, I'll shove a tank of laughing gas so far down their throats they'll hiccup out of their arseholes.

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    12. Yeah, if you don't want people to find your threats funny you want to avoid that sort of thing.

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    13. They might be funny but wait until she actually follows through on them.

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    14. That's why all shears owned by proxies are meticulously maintained to avoid any trace of rust.

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    15. Yikes. D:

      Don't worry Phil, I'm never ever going to put anything up your ass. That's a promise. Let's make a pact never to put anything up the other's arse.

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    16. What do you mean most of them are runners? Just because you go runners attacking you left and right, doesn't mean it is my "fan club" as you like to call it. I assure you, this little club has people from a lot of different sides, yes there is quite a big number of regular people in this club, not runners, but the only servants that rival their number, is the number of proxies in this little club.

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    17. The more I read the word "club", the more I think of it in weapon form.

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    18. Really? Over here the groups we've identified as following you are mostly runners, with a few of the surviving cold ones. Very small amount of proxies, mostly ones as used to follow Delta but left when Deimos took over. Guess it depends on location.

      Also, Sanna. That could really be taken in the wrong way XD.

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    19. The 'Let's make a pact never to put anything up the other's arse' one, not the club one.

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    20. I don't see how that can be misconstrued. It states very clearly that no object is to be inserted into the rectal areas of either party, by the other party.

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    21. Wait, this little fan club extends even to different countries? Well shit, maybe it isn't a "little" fan club. Thank you for informing me about that, I had no idea.

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  3. TELL DIMOK HE CAN GO FU

    Whoa, uh, Veigar took muscle control for a sec sorry abou

    CACTUS, YOU, TAKE IT AND SHOVE IT UP YOU

    I don't think he likes Dimok that much. Well, good luck to your Rejects Kelevra, and may they kill me quickly.

    *JP

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    1. My elaborate threat construction database has utilised the law of good form to create a theoretical projection of the sentence in bold as:

      "Tell Dimok he can go fu[ck himself with a] cactus, [then] you, [and then] take it and shove it up your [ass]"

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    2. I'm more inclined, based on my linguistics bullshit degree, to construct it as this:

      "Tell Dimok he can go fu[ck himself with a] cactus, [then] you, [can] take it and shove it up your [ass]"

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    3. My elaborate threat construction database is not guaranteed to be accurate.

      I can't imagine him getting fucked with a cactus. I think it has a lot to do with the fact I don't want to imagine it.

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    4. I can. But I really, really wish I couldn't.
      Yeesh.

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    5. Something tells me neither of them would feel it. Kelevra's in a paralysed state, and the other is kind of made of smoke, hence he's called called Dimok. Hey, that kind of rhymed.

      Or maybe it's a very tiny cactus, like the ones you can put on small window ledges and hold in one hand.

      None of this is making the mental image better, is it?

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    6. Please stop adding details. Please.

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    7. Awww, but Veigar, did you not enjoy the show he put on? I'm very sad to hear that my friend.

      I would tell that to him, but I think her wouldn't understand it, or simply ignore me.

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