You can all celebrate, since this is a Goodbye for me.

If you’re reading this, then… I finally decided to ascend to a different reality, where I might achieve my dream. Looking back on it now, my latest post, seems like I lost my mind for a second, it happens, I am human after all…or used to be and still, just like any of you, I am victim to emotion and no matter how much you try, you can’t escape it, you always feel.

All I ever wanted was to destroy the world, so that someone can rebuild it in a better light. Both acts are equally hard to commit, whoever told you that breaking is easier than fixing, their wrong. I had to go through so many lives, make other people's lives a living nightmare and I never felt bad about it. But this is where being a human comes and bites you in the ass, because, while you don't feel bad, you sympathize, because you are afraid, afraid of losing something those people lost, their goals, their purpose to life and that is probably the only thing I am afraid of, losing sight of my dreams, losing the ability to fulfill them and as I write this, I am surrounded with fear and that is why Incognito will take me down, I am afraid, fear limits me, not a good time to start being afraid...oh well, can't control our feelings.

I don’t usually do this, but please, for me, please, turn on this song and read with this song turned on the next paragraph, thank you.

And so Ladies and Gentlemen…

One man was always in pain, it was either too hot for him, or too cold. A lot of this, a lot of that, sometimes he wanted to yell from happiness, sometimes get into a corner from depression. From worry, his heart was getting paler, his body was slowly falling apart and thoughts were slowly getting stale in his head. And when he completely stopped changing, Death came and took him away.

“Well, did you enjoy, living?” Asked Death.

“Well and yes, and no: Life has sun, pleasure and love, but it also has coldness, disappointment and pain, but mainly, I didn’t find a meaning in it.”

Death giggled “When you were alive, there was a meaning, but along the way you lost it. So I’ll give you some advice, on how you can fix things. Talk to three teachers, they’ll help you remember everything.” After these words, Death turned into a butterfly and…

Darkness engulfed the man; the darkness was silent.

“How scary and cold, I will never be able to find anyone in this darkness.” Mumbled the man.

“I WAS WAITING FOR YOU!” It was the first teacher, Black God. He lived deep underground and was darkness itself. He said that the soul of a human, at the same time, without a stop, shines out both: Happiness and Sadness, which means that Human is the origin of everything. But only when the soul of a human is in balance, his empire is ruled by FREEDOM.

“I was waiting for you…” whispered the second Teacher, White God. He lived up high and was light itself, he told the man that eternity is now; that past and future are simply different forms of human memory, but only when a human is not living by the past and doesn’t run off into the future, his empire is ruled by FREEDOM.

“Why are you not looking for the Third Teacher” Asked Death.

“I was waiting for you; I want to tell you about the Black and White God’s, they were talking about the same thing but at the same time, about different things.”

“What were they talking about?”

“They were talking about me. I choose between White and Black; I choose between Good and Evil; Action and Absence of Action. I along with the world create everything and both of us create each other. When I bring beauty into this world, it becomes beautiful; when I bring destruction it becomes ruthless. That’s the point of life, I remembered.”

“Well, you found the Third Teacher” Said Death “Your own “I” now go ahead, tell others about it.”

Once the man got out into the real world, he started teaching everyone and became a great teacher. He lived far out on a hill and his house was always taken care of by his Gardner, whom loved his wise Teacher. The Gardner glowed in the dark and once The Teacher asked him: “How are you doing this?”

The Gardner said that he doesn’t know, that every second he reads this prayer which the teacher taught him.

“But you’re reading it incorrectly.” Corrects him the Teacher “You’re doing a mistake in this word, and this word and this one; you have to read like this…” The Gardner loved his Teacher very much so he did as he said…and stopped glowing.

After a few days, The Teacher calls his Gardner once again and says “You know, I talked with the Gods and they said, that you can read the prayer, like you read it before.”

And so ladies and Gentlemen, as we all know the world is surrounded by many paths, but they split into only two categories: The Path with a Heart and without a Heart. And the funny thing is, that those paths don’t differ that much, they are simply paths and none of them lead anywhere, unless we don’t splatter bits of our hearts on them. And talking very simply, this is the point: if you feel like you’re living with a person who doesn’t love you, leave, leave without regrets; if up until this point you’re doing something, that you never wanted to do, leave, leave without regrets! There is no Proxy, nor Runner, there is only your personal “I”, you are what you choose to be, you create Runner; Proxy; Survivor; Fighter etc… Not the other way around and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

Do not Fear my friends, never Fear, do not limit yourselves with Fear, I did it at the final hour and it will be my undoing.

Thank you everybody, who over the time here, decided to put effort into these pieces, it means a lot to me, it means I am immortal, thank you:

 

         by KnitWolf                                                             by AliciaOwly\Shine    

         by Knitwolf     

Minxie: You were my first friend in all of this, even after I betrayed you and treated you like crap, you still considered me to be your friend and I appreciate it, I appreciate it immensely. You showed me, that I am still a human and I can change. I changed you and you changed me, I believe you have finally found your purpose, you have finally let go of your limits and I’m happy to be able to see it before I go away, your latest comments, your eyes are filled with confidence, you’re going to be alright. You are a protector, you want to protect the people around you, your protection instincts are sharper than your killer instincts and while that is not the outcome I was hoping for, it is the outcome you chose and at the end of the day, I can honestly say that I'm proud. Look at your older posts and look at you now, you changed, Fear no longer holds limits over you, never let it take the upper hand again. Thank you.

Veigar: Sorry my last post seemed not too professional to you. While you might have not understood me on a deep level, you appreciated my work and it always feels good and it inspires you to keep doing what you’re doing, when someone constantly shows their appreciation for your work. Thank you.

KnitWolf: I hope, somehow, you can see this. Thank you, sincerely, you were neither my enemy, or my friend, you were a colleague, you and I, we didn’t have a connection, or anything naïve like that. We had an understanding and respect, we knew what kind of process of thinking both of us went through, however, we never knew what exactly we thought and that is beautiful, I hope your friends succeed in whatever plan you have come up with and I hope they don’t fail. You hear me Fell and Hart, it is up to you now, to fulfill whatever she thought of. And Fell, these words are especially for you, you have to believe me when I say this, Knitty is still with you, she's watching over all of you and I bet she doesn't want to see you drinking yourself to death, I hope you know that, I bet you do.

Morningstar: I’ll open you a secret, I never liked you, I respected you, but I never liked you and somehow, I think you thought the same thing about me. It was fun, to talk to you, to encounter you, etc… Thanks, for making my time on this land, exciting.

Rose: I’m sorry; you sacrificed yourself, to grant me a gift, access to a safe place, a sacred ground where none of those vile creatures can access it. You granted me safety, but you granted me safety before, through your words, you were never judgmental and you never accused me of anything, when I talked to you, it’s as if I was talking to a being that was able to take away all the pain in the world, thank you.

Fortissimo: I’m not saying goodbye, I love you, you’ve been with me through thick and thin, you never questioned my loyalty, or my actions, you’ve always been there for me and I’m happy, that I get to become a part of you.

And finally…

Sergei: I’m sorry, if I made your survival a living hell and I’m sorry for breaking you, but you must understand that I had to, in order to prolong your survival. If you kept these secrets hidden, locked away, blocked, you wouldn’t be able to carry on; you would accept that woman and you would hate yourself forever. Thank you, for being the one, to send me off on my journey and once again, I’m sorry.

And with these words, goodbye, but not forever, as I say this, I drop my own piece off of the board into the eternal abyss so The Game Master doesn’t have any control over me, once I’m gone.

Heh...Exactly 100 posts, how symbolic.

going to choose again

hear me, please

dear god, it's me, kelevra.

we never spoke much before, so maybe it's a little awkward for me to be calling you up now, but this seems to me like a special occasion.

today is the greatest day of my life. me and incogny already went through a whole skyscraper, i managed to outrun him in order to talk to you, gotta make it quick, he's catching up.

if you played any part in things unfolding the way they have, god, well i do most sincerely thank you.

and i only ask for one little favor - this awful bloodshed that's about to happen here, this horrible reckoning of brutality and vengeance and the most depraved sort of shenanigans imaginable, PLEASE, just make it last.

amen.

black

white

Fuck ALL OF YOU!

I've come so far! And my plan isn't going to be foiled by ALL OF YOU!!!

So I have to push my plans a few steps further, all that means is that all of you are going to die even sooner! And after I'm done killing you, I'll have fun with all of you, long, lasting fun! Friend, or no friend, I DON'T CARE!

As I write this, I am setting up the explosion, chaos, SWEET CHAOS, shall begin! I will watch the world burn, then I will be reborn.

FUCK YOU!!!

Patient #10: Incogny

Name: I know, but won't say.

Username: Mr.Incognito

Nickname: Incogny

Theme: Bi-2 - Colonel (Look up English lyrics online, you'll see why this song fits him.)

Analysis: Incognito was a good guy, grew up in Moscow, working class family, shipped off to the army, the army trained him to kill, performs perfectly in the army, after a few years of struggle, is offered to become a KGB agent, Mr. Incognito is born during his job.

Incognito comes home, Incognito is still a good guy, Incognito loves his wife and daughter, gonna grow old with them, live a happy life. Chop, they're all dead, Mr. Incognito is born in that Church. So which is it? When did you become, what you are, what am I missing?

You loved your job didn't you? You never realized how dead you were inside until you got the job offer, did you? Until you realized what it was you were made for. There'd always been a war-sized hole in your heart and work at the agency filled it for you, after all, you were sent off most of the time to some of the dirtiest wars this world has ever seen, it must have been intoxicating. War was your calling in life, I bet it was hard to walk away from that. You loved your family, but you still must have missed it, since when you got married they stopped sending you on these dangerous missions, you killed before. Playing with your kid, fucking your wife, did it all remind you of just how hollow you were inside? Did you ever dream of war? Yes, I bet you did.

What happened that day in the Church, didn't change you, it freed you. Freed you to go back to your one true love, but your superiors wouldn't send you back to those dangerous places, they thought you were too unstable, so they kept giving you small time assignments, so you started your own war. So if you were already the Monster the day your family died, the question becomes... Why didn't you see it coming?

You were used to avoiding ambushes, your personal file even states that you had an uncanny knack for it. All these times you avoided death in your line of work, so why did it get the jump on you then? You were protecting your family, the one thing that was supposed to be more precious to you than anything else, and yet you dropped the ball like never before and never since.

You got them killed, your wife, your kid. You let them die right in front of your eyes. How could you let that happen?

Lets look at the day of tragedy. You were standing a few feet away from your wife, who was near the booth. Your daughter was inside the booth, it was a peaceful day. You were at peace, staring lovingly into your wife's eyes. That's why you didn't see the insane priest coming, right? Bullshit! I don't buy it Incogny. Churches and family's? You weren't built for that sort of life. You'd no sooner know how to play football with your kid than most dad would know how to field-strip and M-60 or kill a man with the toe of their boot. No, you may be a lot of things Mr. Incognito, but a good family man was never one of them.

You were a trained soldier but you didn't see it coming. Why was that? When you were walking towards the church. You were already The Monster, you just needed something to set you off, you were a soldier in need of war, you were talking to your wife, your last conversation. What were you saying to her? Before the Axe got swung, what was it that you said? What were your last words to her?

You were not a good father, you were not much of a husband. That day in the Church, you were floundering, you were lost, you thought you had everything you ever wanted in the world, but you had nothing that Axe, that day, saved you!

You were going to flounder forever until that Axe came. It was the greatest thing that ever happened to you, yet you didn't even see it coming. You were walking with your family, you were floundering, you were The Monster, you were talking to your wife, you were...

Oh my God...

I got it.

Diagnosis: I know your secret.

Studies: A Natural Disaster

Evening,

I believe some of you've read up on my last encounter with Incgny, right here.

It was Incogny's safe house, he knew every inch of the place, he'll have covered every exit. In other words, there was no way out. I was the one who was selling out the Incogny's safe houses to Dimir's informants, however, I decided to visit this one.

This was going to be a turkey shoot, a slaughter, it was exactly what I knew would happen. Since I knew that he was going to be coming, I decided to get out of the board and watch the slaughter personally, because I needed to see you in action up close.

You do not kill like any man I've ever seen, you're more like a force of nature: An earth quake, or a tidal wave, a tornado. Watching you kill is like watching Rembrandt paint, or hearing Mozart conduct his 9th symphony. You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen Incognito, I thought I was going to cry.

Thank you Incogny, thank you for being you. I can't believe I get to kill you.

No more fucking around now Incogny. No more foreplay. No more games. It's fuck or walk time now, friend, and I for one am ready to fuck.

You were hiding something from me, Incogny. We all have something to hide after all, we've all done things we're ashamed of. What were your, Incogny? Well, I found out. Now I will use it against you, I will make you suffer like you've never suffered before. I will break the unbreakable man, Marhsmallow himself tried to break you and it didn't work. You'll be coming after me too, no doubt, be my guest, I've nothing to hide. Do your worst.

We were born to hunt one another, we were both born and bred for this very moment. Everyone else who helped bring us to this point, your wife and kids, my parents, Dimir...They were all meaningless. Nothing matters but us now.

You and me. Just you and me now, Incognito.

I'll be waiting here, waiting for you, don't make me wait too long.

Good ol' Doctor.

Hey Incogny,

Are you mad about my previous experiment? Don't be, I'm only trying to understand you, is that so wrong?

It has also come to my attention that you have been getting very comfortable, healing and resting, and shit. You were right, if you ever get so old, you might as well be dead.

So I did you a favor, I wanted to personally thank the man that patched you up after the beating you took at the hands of Mennonite, I came over, but his door was closed, so I figured he wouldn't mind and figured I might as well wait for in the kitchen.

Once I heard the door open, I got off the chair and walked towards the door way, he was so surprised to see me, that he tried to run and get more guests. However, I'm a shy person, so I asked my darling to pull him back inside of his house, she did as I asked.

Once he calmed down, I wanted to ask him a few questions about you Incogny, after all, this is the man that used to work with you in KGB, until he retired of course. I'll tell you, he wasn't willing to talk at all, no matter how much I asked him, he'd rather lie:

"I worked with "Incognito" for 30 years, I saved his life once outside of Moscow, that's all I know..."

"You saved his life just once? Don't be so modest, doc! How about more recently, when Mennonite took him on a Sledge Hammer roller coaster?"

"I don't know where to find him."

"Right, but you do know a thing or two else about him, huh? I mean, you're his doctor, right? A man that gets shot and stabbed so much, he must have somebody who patches him up from time to time, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I imagine you've seen him naked. Can you tell me how that's like?"

"In 1989 I was on a top secret operation to take down a group of terrorists. They captured me, put me in a cage, broke both of my arms, beat me and starved me for four months. I'll tell you now,what I told those bastards every morning back then, GO FUCK YOURSELF!"

"Now see, here I am, treating you all civil-like, letting you sit here in your house and talk to me like a man. But never mind now..."

I asked my darling to wrap around his neck and lift him in the air, she did as I asked.

"I'll just get what I need from your screams."

I believe, details of what happened later, are unnecessary, since soon you're going to be hearing about it on the news.

Studies: Re-Living the Tragedy

The smell of bacon and eggs being cooked on the oven by my wife was amazing, I waited behind the table with my beautiful little daughter.

"Once upon a time, Mr. Incognito was a family man. He had a wife and beautiful little girl. A nice home in the suburbs, a quiet, happy life. It looked for all the world like he'd simply grow old and get fat, and bounce his grandkids on his knee. But one day he and his wife decided to take their daughter to the church for the first time, Incognito's family just happened to get under the Axe of an insane Priest, they get chopped up, the whole family, except Incognito. And that's what flipped the switch inside him, that's what turned him into Mr. Incognito."

My wife turned around, bringing the bacon and eggs over to the table.

"Now what I'm trying to do is get inside his head so I can..."

"Please let us go..."

She sat beside my daughter, poor dear, she was tired of her job and here I was talking about my job on top of that.

"Oh you're right, I shouldn't talk about work over breakfast, so sorry. I'm new to this whole family thing, you know."

I started eating my breakfast, they just sat there looking at me, I felt bad that I was the only one eating, but then again, I was kind of hungry, but once they noticed that I was worried about them, they started eating as well.

"I must say though, I'm really starting to like it. I never saw myself as much of a settled-down, wife-and-children sorta guy, but it's not a bad life."

I saw my little daughter eating, while looking at me.

"You kids... Man, I gotta say, I now see what all the fuss is about with you guys, I really do. Watching you two cry yourselves to sleep last night, it really hit me, life is precious, we've got to live everyday like it's last, because you never know, it just might be."

I finished my meal.

"That's why I've got a very important day planned for us today. So eat up, your gonna need your energy. We're going to take our daughter to the church for the first time dear, isn't this what you always wanted to do?"

After that we all got inside the car and I made sure everyone was strapped in, as I went behind the steering wheel, I kept on saying.

"Hi, my name is Mr. Incognito and I'm a happy family man. I'm going to the church with my family, going to introduce my daughter to the family tradition, cause it is very important. Hi my name is Mr. Incognito and I'm a happy family man..."

We went to the Church which my wife always visited, as we were walking down the hall toward the confession booth, my daughter looked up at me and said:

"Please don't hurt us..."

"Hurt you? Are you kidding? I could never hurt you! I love you! All of you, with all my heart!"

We were getting closer to the booth.

"You're my world, you truly are! I don't know what I'd do without you."

We very close to the confession booth.

"I said, I don't know what I'd do without you!"

A crazy priest ran out of the confession booth, hacking and slashing my family down with an Axe, I watched the horror happen in front of my eye and during all of that, only on thought was rolling through my head:

"My name is Mr. Incognito and this is the happiest day of my life..."

I watched it happen until my family was completely dead, I sat on the ground for a few minutes, searching for a feeling...but I felt nothing...

"Boss? Boss, did I do it right?"

"It didn't work, I didn't feel it, I didn't feel anything..."

"Boss?"

"It didn't work, we'll have to do it again."

This is a hard experiment, will have to take a few tries to work.

R.I.P. and A Bond.

This post is dedicated to a very good friend and a great adversary, KnitWolf.

I may have not known her real name, but to me it wasn't important and it still isn't, I will always remember her as the wolf.

Me and Knitty had a special connection, we understood each other the way nobody could, she and I, both of us were artists, our understanding of the world allowed us to be free, our freedom allowed us to have respect towards each other, which created the desire of friendship and of battle, we both formed our own world's and it is only natural that we wanted to see who's world would prevail in a collision, guess we'll never know...

I know that her "Offspring's" are still alive, so this is a message to them, carry on, no matter how hard the loss is, it would be disrespectful to the memory of The Wolf to just curl up and die, she did so much for both of you, don't let it go to waste.

Rest in Peace, KniWolf.


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The news of The Wolf's death and the events of the last post inspired me to explain a few things about me and Incognito.

Apparently some of you fail to grasp the reason, of why I am fascinated by Incognito. Well, simply put, he is more human than anyone, I have ever met. What? Did you think I chose him because he was a cold blooded murderer? Any of you study physics? When a Negative and a Negative collide, they simply push each other away. When a Negative and a Positive collide, they connect, forming something different?

Have you not noticed? How much I have changed ever since I started following Incognito? Before I met him, I was convinced that I was a monster, an inhumane beast, but as time passed, I realized that I could still feel, I could still make friends, despite of what I want to believe, I'm a human.

That is the reason, I saw myself in Incognito, a human being, trying to deny it, in fact Incognito is more human than me, more human than anyone. That moment when he killed his family, inside The Path, you think it was an act of coldness? No. It was an act of pity, how dare Marshmallow Man bring them back from their rest, how dare he tangle them up in all of this, how dare he torture them? No. He didn't want it to be, he didn't want them to suffer any longer, so he sent them back, back to peace, away from the world of dirt, horror and war.

Do you see now? Only by both of us colliding, did we create a change, rather than just bounce away from each other. And now that change is forming into destruction, since both of our worlds are about to collide.

THIS is why I chose him.

Kelevra, Master of Interference!

Now see, Dimir is quite the crafty motherfucker, you know what he did? He captures Minxie, sent two videos, one to Artyomka and second to Incogny. Both of them went to save her, both of them when they met up, tried to eliminate each other.In the end, Incogny was about to slice Artyomka's throat with a knife and this is when I had to step in, I used the Board's door to get there just before Incognito got the chance to slice his throat, drop kicking Incognito away from Artyomka.

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that Incogny, this is Minxie's trophy" 

I looked at Artyomka, and noticed his missing ear (An previous encounter he and I had), the sight made me smile.

"I see that ear didn't grow back yet."

Incognito was about to shoot me, I was surprised, I mean Minxie was right there bleeding out and all he cared about was shooting me? No. Of course not, his instincts kicked in and he rushed to help her, knowing full well that I wouldn't attack him, he knows me so well, makes me happy.

"That's Incognito? And people say she sees that heartless bastard as a father figure? I saw him real close up. Ain't nothing left in his eyes. Shit's barren."

That comment made me smile, even Artyomka noticed.

"I know, that's why I chose him."

After that Incognito picked up Minxie, turned to face us and gave us a friendly threat.

"As for the both of you, I will kill you later." 

After that, I started hearing a beeping all over the warehouse, then it hit me.

"Dimir you son of a bitch..." 

That motherfucker is a smarty pants, he knew if Incognito and Artyomka would come to rescue Minxie, I would come along and interfere, which gave him a great chance to wipe all of us out, with one swift blow.

"Let's go Artyomka, I'll take you for a ride." 

I grabbed his hand and went through the board's door, to leave the place, I knew Incognito would be able to get out on his own, after all, he still has my gift. I delivered both of us, to the same park where we previously met, for the first time, dropped him on the bench.

"Had your fun, Tarzan?"

"Can't believe Dimir invited all of us. He knows how to throw a party."

"Indeed, he's a tricky bastard ain't he? You know him don't you? You met him before?"

He lit his cigarette (Remember kids, don't smoke).

"Yeah, quite a while ago actually."

I got interested, not only did Dimir want to wipe all of us out, apparently he had an agenda with almost everyone in that Warehouse, except for Incognito. I sat down on the bench and made myself comfortable.

"I have some time on my hands for a story."

"Cătălina and I, when Alexandria was born, made a deal with him. Our family would be protected as long as we no longer interfered. That's how I met Dimir."

Took me a minute, but I got the rest of the story.

"And when Catalina left your ass, you got all greedy and decided to terminate the deal." 

I looked at him.

"Am I right?"

He kept silent, but I could see it in his eyes, eyes which seemed like they were hiding something, or refusing to admit something. Either I was right, or there's something else, in any way I got off the bench, about to take my leave.

"I hope you do realize that I rescued you for personal reasons right? Minxie has a lot of anger pent up for you, I want her to kill you and only her. Next time, don't expect me to save you."

And then I left, using one of the board's doors.

So yeah, I had fun and apparently, Dimir has decided to throw his hat into my and Incognito's little game.

You're not welcome here Dimir.

Study begins

Now that I've covered everything, it is time to begin studying you Incogsy. It is true, I know everything about you, your past, your real name, everything, however, I do not think like you, I am different, I will stay that way. However, I want to understand you, I want to know your feelings, your dreams, everything, so I payed a visit to your old weapon supplier, you know, the fascist? He's been supplying you for several years, even before you got mixed up in this game:

"Jesus, just fucking kill me already..."

"If I wanted you dead, you think I would have gone to all this trouble? I mean come on! My arms are sore fucking killing me from swinging this bat, show a little compassion, jeez."

"Please...Just do it..."

"Are you saying I don't know how to torture someone? Is that it!? You're saying I'm a moron or something? That I ain't good at my job?"

He was pissing me off

"ARE YOU CALLING ME A FUCKING MORON!?"

"You're not a moron, you're a goddamn lunatic."

"All right then, glad we understand each other. Now, lets talks about Incogny. You supply him with arms."

"There's lots of arms dealers in Moscow."

"Right. But only a handful who can provide the caliber of equipment that Incogny needs. I talked to the others, and by talk I mean bludgeoned to death. They all named you."

The look he was giving me, wasn't friendly.

"Why sell to a man like that? He can't have been good for business. Tends to kill off criminals, doesn't he?"

"Ten years ago, someone broke into my parents' home, robbed them, shot them both."

"Is this a joke? If so I've heard it before."

"Cops couldn't find the guy, but Incognito did."

"Ah, so it's a debt of honor, you owe the man. Does that mean you'd die protecting him?"

"Listen, you can beat me all the fuck you want. You can kill me, whatever..."

"Already intended to, but thanks."

"I don't know where he is. He's got safe houses all over the world, I wouldn't be able to take you to a single one."

"I know that. I'm not asking you how to find him. You think I'd break your legs with a baseball bat over something so trivial? No no no. You've met the man, talked to him, maybe even shook his hand. I want you to tell me how he sounds, how he smells. Does his breath stink? Does he shave every day? Does his hair look combed? If he was a tree, what kind of tree would he be? I want you to tell me everything you know, or think you know, about Incognito. I just want you to tell me what he's like."

We made a lot of progress with good ol' Fascist, I now know that unequivocally that Incognito does not shake hands with arms dealers. I've got the scent. Oh, I also killed good ol' Fascist, he outlived his usefulness.

Just like Incognito, I set myself on a journey, visit every single site in Moscow where Incognito had killed, I realize that it's the whole damn city, but I never look for easy ways out. One of those site's was his very old warehouse, the cops didn't even bother to clean it up, they just took the body, the blood splatters are still here along with a mattress.

You shouldn't have left your mattress Incogny, because now I can hear your dreams.

I will meet up with you Incognito, but first I must now you. I must know you in every way. I must know you, like I know myself. I must know this city, the very place where you began your career as a murderer, I must stand on every spot you've spilled blood here. I must know the men who hate you, who help you, who've died by your hand.

I must know where you came from, before I can know where you're going. I must know how you kill, how you live. I must eat the same food,fuck the same women, I must walk in your shoes. I must be you.

Before I can kill you.

Valentines Day with Wolves

Happy Valentines Day, ladies and gentlemen. Hope you kissed and made out already, or maybe even fucked.

I decided to spend my Valentines Day productively, not that I haven't been spending my days unproductively, I murdered lots of people, I cut down Dimir's resources a bit, I keep dragging Incogny by the nose, I've been very busy, so I wanted to take a day off on Valentines Day and visit one of my most favorite readers. Can you guess who?

Knitty was busy cooking up some good ol' smelling cookies, when I decided to pop in (unannounced of course) I was hoping of surprising her, but alas...

She took out the cookies out of the oven, turned to me and said "Hello".

I was slightly disappointed "Awww and here I was planning on surprising you" I noticed the cookies next "Those smell delicious, what's the occasion?"

She smiled at me, picked up a cookie from a previous batch "Heh... Check your calendar, dear. It's Valentines day" and then she gave that cookie to some sort of kid, whom I never even noticed "Sweetie, go tell the others that we have company" and then he walked off.

She turned back to me "So you thought you'd pop in and surprise me, hm? Really now, how could I be shocked to see you? You told me that you'd like to meet me and you have made a habit of appearing behind people as you did just now- but on that note tsk tsk where are your manners, dear? Didn't even knock first! What if I had just gotten out of the shower or something?".

I had to look around at her question "Manners? Me?" I couldn't sustain the laughter after that I looked at her "And naked? Why Knitty, if I didn't know your heart belonged to someone else, I would assume you were flirting with me" I looked around the surrounding area "Nice Eden you got yourself here, by the way".

She laughed playfully “Funny you accuse me of flirting when you’re the one who just appeared in my home and whose mind has skipped straight to naked, without even considering that I might have meant that I didn’t want you to see my shabby old bathrobe” (Yeah right) “But no, no, it was just a further prod about your manners- though on that note, I should remember my own” and then she gestured to the cookies “You compare this place to Eden? Then allow me to maintain tradition by tempting you with something to eat. Please help yourself to the chocolate chip cookies. Would you like-”

And then she was rudely interrupted, by the infamous motormouth we all know, love and want to wash her mouth with soap “What the shit is this?!” Fell barged inside the room holding a tomahawk in her hands, with good ol' Hart following behind her, holding a crowbar, he was slightly nervous “What the fuck are you doing here?!”

I was already chewing a cookie "...Eating a cookie?" I swallowed it "Why? You have something against Knitty's cookies?" I turned to Knitty "Which are delicious, by the way".

"Son of a bitch!" she was storming towards me, ready to attack, I was smiling all the time, seemed to piss her off even more.

But Knitty interfered "That's enough, Fell!" those words stopped her dead in her tracks “Calavera and I have just been having a relatively civil conversation. I would like to maintain this level of civility for at least a few minutes more, so please calm down” she moved closer towards Fell and asked her once again, politely this time.

Fell’s expression changed to disappointment “Okay Wolf. For you” then she glared at me, pointing her tomahawk at me “But if you try to hurt her I’ll fucking kill you!” I was still smiling, trying to sustain my laughter.

I was about to say something to provoke her further but Knitty interfered “Wonderful! Now why don’t you all have a seat at the table while I make some tea and coffee, hm? Now Calavera, which would you prefer?"

"Tea for me please" I raised both of my hands, showing a ten with my fingers "Ten spoons of sugar, please. I take my sugar very seriously" after that I started walking towards the table, as I passed by Fell, I decided to push more buttons "Cheer up Motormouth, I come in peace" sticking my tongue out at her and showing her the peace sign.

It obviously pissed her off, as I could see, she was practically ready to attack me, but was able to restrain herself by taking a deep breath. She joined me at the table, still gripping her Tomahawk and glaring at me, Hart followed her example, sat down next to her, gripping his crowbar, but instead of a pissed off glare, he was obviously nervous, that brought a smile to my face.

And the last one to join us was Knitty, setting the cups on the table “This probably can’t compete with Rose’s tea, given your description, but I do hope you’ll enjoy it anyway” she smiled at me “So, what brings you all the way out here today, Calavera?”

The mention of Rose, caught me off guard and brought a sadness upon me "...She made the best tea ever" but I was a guest, I didn't come to depress everyone, so I slap on, one of my many smiles, look at everyone behind the table "Why? It's Valentines Day! I told you I'd visit you, and realizing full and well that you and Fell had plans for this day, I made it my duty that I pay you a visit on this very day..." I looked at Fell and gestured with my finger in a naughty way "In order to make sure you kids don't do something stupid with your lives" I chuckled "But in all honesty, I came here to finally meet you Knitty, simple as that" I grabbed my cup "Now I tell you, getting into this place was no easy picnic..." took a sip of the tea "But those are the benefits of living on the board, my limits slowly disappear".

I looked at Hart, who was still eye balling me "Jesus kid, cheer up, I ain't going to, pardon my French, fuck everything up in here, besides, I doubt you'll do that much with that Crowbar" I looked at Fell and gave her a smile "Same goes for the tomahawk" after that I looked at Knitty "I'm also visiting here on business, but that can wait until later, right now, I want to simply talk and catch up, don't do that a lot these days, not ever since..." the thought of Rose got me sad again, my darling, Fortissimo, she wrapped the sleeves around me, trying to comfort me, I love her "Rose was killed".

“I might not be able to do much but you’re really fucking making me want to try anyway, cunt face” the lovely Motormouth kept her usual repertoire.

Knitty's face expression was a mixture of depression and confusion, to my reaction of Rose, but that didn't stop her to move on to the next topic "You know, I figured someone was going to eventually find a way in here with out mine or Ritter's help.... Seems about right that you would be the one to do it.... So,  catching up eh? Well, most of the significant stuff is on the blog already- I’ve continued my knitting and drawing, we’ve been training fairly hard, Carmine is long dead and… well... not buried… Carmine is dead and making for a decent lawn ornament… So how about you dear?".

The change of subject made be happier "Me? Well I am slowly ascending beyond fabrics of time and space, me and my darling..." feeling that I was feeling better, my darling reverted the sleeves back to normal "We become stronger with every second and much, much more closer" I looked at Hart who was being silent for a while now "Incognito is following my clues, soon he and I will meet and we will have the grandest dance ever!" I was getting over excited "Forgive me, sometimes I get carried a way, the thought itself, of the day when we meet, just makes me want t jump in the air!" had to actually sip some tea to calm down.

“Oh good. You and your boyfriend can finally fuck and get it over with!” Fell's sarcasm showed it's ugly head.

Knitty tried to sustain her laughter by hiding her face inside a cup of a coffee, I honestly don't understand why she'd do that, I wouldn't take offense, it's really hard to offend me “Hm.. ahem… Myself and Skein have also been getting along fairly well, though it’s a little confused and curious at the moment” as soon as she mentioned Skein, I could see the veins in her neck turning slightly darker, no doubt Skein wanted to get out and attack me “It is wondering why I don't just flip the table and attack right now, since it regards you as a direct enemy” bingo.

“I can fucking relate” Fell's very valuable input into the conversation.

“It expressed similar when Roy was here…” She was talking about Romeo, who just can not find the strength to confess his love to Juliet “At the same time, it’s following my lead, but growing curious about you due to the mentioned lack of attacking and because of Fortissimo”

“How could you not know?” It's a MIRACLE! Hart was alive all this time! In fact, he stared me right in the eye “About Rose I mean. You named her on your blog where all your enemies could see, dude. How come you were so surprised when someone killed her?” there is so many things people don't understand about Rose.

I wanted to address, Skein's desire to attack first "Of course it would regard me as a direct enemy, I mean you, Skein and this place are connected, like an big blood vessel" I sipped my tea "And when an outsider like me, just busts in, it becomes confused and since "attack" is the only course of action it is mostly familiar with, that is what it wants to do when confused, like an animal".

After that, I addressed Hart "You underestimate me Softy" I knock on my head lightly "I'm not stupid, if mentioning her was dangerous, I would never do so. See, Rose, she had abilities beyond mine, the pawn shop she stayed in, just like this place, was a "Special" spot, no random schmo could break in and if they tried, they would die. However, recently, she made a sacrifice, a sacrifice which destroyed the barrier she had" Anger overcame my gaze "Dimir cashed in on that, he knew about her long before I mentioned her on the blog, she knew that she would eventually die, so she made a sacrifice..." this is was really painful for me to say "...a sacrifice to me, she gave me access to the board..."

“Why the f-“ Fell started but was cut off by Knitty, I was wondering what she was going to ask, but it doesn't matter now I guess.

“Could you please go check on Monster, dear?”

Fell didn't want to go, but Knitty gave her a stare of a thousand daggers and Fell complied with the request and left the room. Me and Knitty were about to resume the conversation but, we were quickly interrupted by the same Motormouth that just stormed out "The little shit has been finger painting!”

I turned to see Fell dragging the same kid I mentioned earlier, covered in rotten blood.

Knitty sighed “Well Calavera, I need to clean him up. Feel free to follow if you want to keep chatting" soon everyone were in the bathroom, while all three of them were taking care of the kid, I just leaned against the wall, showing no real desire to help. Then I hear Knitty lecture the kid “I don’t want to crush whatever bit of creativity you have left, Monster, but if you want to paint like that you should use FRESH blood. Don’t pick at that corpse anymore because you’ll make yourself sick. Kids these days!”

I decided to finally ask about the kid "So this is one of your new "students"?" then I decided to give my opinion on the kid's choice of "paint" "Have to say, kid's got talent, don't yell at him, he decided to take a different approach, rather than using Fresh blood which is always red..." I sniffed in the smell of rotten blood, I love the smell of rotten blood during the day "He decided to use rotten blood, such a mixture of dark colors, don't you think?"

Knitty laughed “You could call him that but, I’m not sure how aware this ‘student’ is of the classroom, if you see what I’m getting at" she gestured at the kid, but his face was expressionless, apparently the kid was brain washed. “The colors are fine- they are not the problem, nor is the medium itself really. But he doesn’t have the sense to wear gloves or clean himself up after and I don’t want this tracked all over the cabin and potentially making Fell and Hart sick. Also, I’m honestly not sure how susceptible he himself is to illness, given his… condition. So while I’m trying to get him clean…” she was scrubbing the kid pretty hard “Is there any chance of you elaborating a bit about this board that you keep talking about?”

Her curiosity sparked my smile "I just love when people are curious" I got comfortable leaning against the wall "I can't tell you much, but I'll try to level. The board is a place, from which I can observe every game piece I want, I can see anyone, anywhere, at any time. I can even transport to them, no matter where they are, however, I can not stay in this world for too long, otherwise I slowly start losing my blood."

I took a sight from the long explanation and continued "The board is protected from any game piece, nobody can enter, not even Marshmallow" I got closer towards Knitty "I had to sacrifice my free will, once I complete my purpose, I will become a puppet, in the hands of an outsider, not a Fear, a different entity" I looked at the kid "...A mindless puppet" I sat down to level with Knitty and whispered to her "...At least that's what "he" thinks" I laughed to myself.

I saw her veins turn dark again, I know what that was all about, she was having a conversation  a feeling I'm familiar with all too well.

She looked back at me, gave me a smile and asked "'He'? Hm?" she started cleaning the kid's face “You know, my frame of reference is limited to Ritter here, but keeping yourself from being hollowed or coming back from that state is not easy… I wonder what you will do to avoid ending up like Monster” the kid was now all cleaned up, she gave Hart the cloth to dispose of and asked Fell to get the kid a shirt.

"He's out of clean shirts!" Fell was yelling across the rooms.

“Well get him one of mine” Knitty yelled back.

Soon Fell came in with one of Knitty's shirts, she put the shirt on the kid and said “There. Hope you like Alice Cooper” who the fuck is Alice Cooper? She was obviously referencing a picture of a man on the shirt, covered in some nice looking face paint “Please try not to ruin this one, immediately"

"Here" Hart came back to join us again, handing a hand made Marshmallow Doll to the kid “I thought he might want this” the kid showed first spark of life and grabbed the toy immediately snuggling it, it disgusted me, how much the child was imprisoned in someone else's world.

“Looks like you thought right” turning her attention back to me “But you didn’t come here for a lesson in babysitting. You said that you were here on business too?”

"Business, right" I gave her a complicated stare "But we need to talk in private about this.I understand that you trust your companions, but I don't, the only person I trust in here, is you and I can't afford to let them hear what this 'business' is all about" I looked at her with a more confident look "It's less of a business and more of a favor to be honest..." my stare changing into a sinister glare "You said that Carmine is still 'hanging' around, maybe we could go see him and discuss this near him?"

“Fuck you if you think we’re going to leave you two alone together!” Motormouth jumped in, she was ready to attack me “She doesn’t owe you any favors!”

“Fell…” Knitty started.

“Wolf no! Don’t you remember what happened with Carmine?” Fell cried, I was smiling the whole time, it was fun to see her almost cry.

“Yes I do” Knity said rather quietly and coldly, no doubt her mistake still haunting her, good, that's the only way to learn from them, take notes Minxie “You need to remember something too…”

“Oh yeah and what’s that?”

I don't know what kind of look Knitty gave her at the time, but apparently it was able to convince her to stop this discussion “Oh…” Fell was tightening the grip on the tomahawk “I don’t like this”

"I know" they made out and then Knitty turned her attention to me again “Come on then, Calavera” and we went outside.

And then I saw him, Carmine, still impaled on the bladed sex toy and looking very much like a bloated, rotten doll with his missing sex organs, his crudely stitched limbs without hands or feet and his patchwork of scarred and stitched flesh. His mouth had been stitched shut, making him look like he bore a doll’s smile. Holes from little prying fingers can be seen in his side. This is why I admire Knitty, she has an approach to this kind of stuff, an artistic approach.

She started looking at me, thought she had a look of curiosity on her face, but wasn't sure why. “Alright dear, here we are" She says with a grin "So what was this super secret favor you wanted?”

"The favor, right..." at that very moment my darling was trying to rip through the bandages, through my right eye hole. my darling doesn't like the bandages, so sometimes I must give her some freedom,so I started ripping off my bandages in front of Knitty, once I was done, my darling was free to stick out of my right eye hole.

"So the favor..." I looked at the ground for a second, then back up at Knitty "You shouldn't be worried that this will end up like with Carmine, in fact, I am the one in danger by trusting you..." I reached inside of my trench coat, my darling wrapped around a jar that was inside of my trench coat and got it out for me, Fortissimo held the jar between me and Knitty "Skein's attack meter must be going off the charts right now"

My darling threw the jar in the air and I caught it with my hand "Earlier you asked me what I would do to avoid ending up as a puppet, right?" I smiled at the next thought "I will die. And then, through this, I will come back" I look at Knitty "This is my request, I want you to store this jar exactly at those coordinates, I can't do it myself, since "HE" is looking over my every move, except right now"

I could see the joy in her eyes when she saw my scars, but she got back to the discussion rather quickly “Well that’s convenient. How is it that ‘he’ can’t see you right now?” I saw the veins turn black again, she looked down at them and the veins went back to normal, then she looked back up at me “And why would you trust me with something so important?”

"See, this little Eden you have here, I'm sure you know that it is part of Marshmallow. And that means, that Marshmallow protected it from an outside eye, however, not from the board. But when I appeared here, the frequency of the whole place changed a little, this is what happens when the frequency of the board collides with the frequency of any other Fear" I clapped my hands together "In result, those two collisions isolate everyone's view, do you know why Marshmallow isn't here yet? Because, just like "he" it can't see us right now"

"As for, why do I trust you?" I pointed to Carmines body "This is why. We understand each other, both of our minds work in our own way that no one can comprehend" I pointed at her "Both of us, we live in our worlds, which we built, we are one of the few people that have the will power and the smarts to do something like that" a smile appeared on my face "We might not understand each other's worlds, but we do understand the importance of our worlds and thus..." I raised my hands up in the air "Respect is born" I spread my arms to both sides "That is why I trust you, because you understand and thus respect me and I understand and respect you, which is why I doubt you will betray me" I pointed to the jar full of black substance "This doesn't get in the way of your goals, if it did, then you would betray me"

Knitty paced around for a few moments, obviously thinking over what I just said “God damn it Calavera…” she gave me a smile “Alright. I’ll do it” then her smile turned slightly evil “But what would you have done, had I said no?”

That caught me off guard, I didn't consider a back up plan "...I would ruing your sculpture?" I pointed at Carmine's body "To be honest with you, I didn't think about that, I guess I wouldn't let you see the scars? I don't know" as I said I was caught off guard.

Knitty's smile turned into a grin “Oh” She started to laugh “Well I’ve said yes, so I suppose you don’t need to worry about that now, hm?”

I handed her the jar with the coordinates, but I wasn't done yet "Always a pleasure, however, it is a bit unfair don't you think?" I crossed my arms "You've never showed me yours..."

Knitty looked down, her mischievous smile coming back “You want to see? Okay” she let skein slide down her sweater, revealing a short sleeved shirt under it. She held her arms out revealing a bunch of cuts and even some stitches.

I looked through them and couldn't sustain a whistle "Not bad..." I payed close attention to her scars "I hope you keep a track of these, I used to do it myself, but was quite impossible..." I started walking around her, admiring the scars, she wasn't a human to me anymore, she was a painting at an exhibition "Damn I'm jealous, must feel good to feel them, wish I could feel mine..." I looked at my hands "Sometimes I hate my numb body"

“I remember which ones I made and which were made by others” She smiled “They do feel very good… The pain helps in its way” She lowered her arms “On the other hand, at least you will never find yourself hindered by it” Meh

"Yeah..." a minute of silence and then I saw it, my blood hitting the ground, I was bleeding out from the nose and the ears, my time was running out "Oh great, I hate this..." I looked at Knitty "I'm afraid I must take my leave now, thanks a lot for agreeing to help me out, I will remember that and I will return the favor, for when I return" I extended my hand for a hand shake "It was finally nice meeting you, Knitty"

She returned the smile and shook my hand "It was great to meet you too dear. Good luck, Calavera"

And then I took my leave.

Now obviously you're already jumping at me yelling, "Hey Kelevra, now that you posted about this, your secretive plan, doesn't seem so secretive anymore, to top it all off "He" knows about your plan." Calm down bitches. Knitty already hid the jar, so there ain't nothing that can find it. As for "Him" it doesn't matter, he made a deal with me, and he will honor that deal, otherwise his existence will crumble, so I thought of everything here, no worries.

So I spent my Valentines Day, pretty awesomely. Got to piss off Fell, meet up with my favorite reader and in a sense colleague, saw Carmine's dead body hanging from a sex toy. All went well.

She also drew this for me, isn't that great? Thanks a lot Kntty!

A Liar

Now, I am a liar, I lied, for the first time in my life, I LIED and I hate lying, but, it couldn't have been helped.

In order to understand this post, you need to read this.

Minxie, Sanna... Alexandria, I am sorry, I truly am and I'm never sorry. I betrayed you, I stabbed you in the back, I LIED. I'm also sorry that you don't consider my to be your friend anymore, I truly am, because I still consider you to be my friend.

Understand Minxie, I have a mission, a very important mission on my hands, my time is coming and I need to work on everything perfectly. And that meant getting those documents any way I could, now see, I could have just went to Lovett's place and murder everyone in sight, problem with that is, that tricky fuck, could have destroyed the documents as soon as I appeared near his place, so I had to strike a deal.

You can say, I could have killed Artsyom and kept the end of my bargain, but fact of the matter is, that is your matter, I do not want to interfere, you grew up, I helped raise you and you must deal with him on your own. I didn't sell you out, I simply didn't touch your road block, it is yours to move.

Why did I lie? As I said, I have a mission which I must pursue, which I've been pursuing for years and years now. And I'll tell you now, there was never anything more important than my mission, not my enemies, not Marshmallow, not my friends, not even my love for my Darling. And when it comes down to it, I don't care on who's neck I must step, who's back I must stab, who's family I must kill, who I must turn against me and who I must work with. I don't care, as long as it gives me closer to my goal and getting those documents was one of the things that would push me closer towards my goal.

It wasn't my desire to turn you into a monster, you already are a monster, it's just a ridiculous chance of circumstance that Lovett decided to strike that EXACT deal with me, to off your daddy. Now if Lovett asked for something else, anything else, this wouldn't have happened at all.

But you're right, I never was interested in who you are...or should I say, were. The first time I met you, I wanted to murder you, but as we proceeded to talk, I started liking you, but your piece, was insignificant, it was nothing, in fact, it was about to fall off. So I took the initiative into my hands and try and give you "advice" to which you listened. And you grew, and as you grew, I got more attached as a friend. Until the day when you finally grew up, only then, did I start caring about you as a person, but not as much, as I care about my goal.

I sacrificed everything for my goals, I sacrificed my family, I sacrificed my humanity, I sacrificed so many other lives and finally, I sacrificed my friendship and my honesty. And I'll be honest with all of you, I'm not regretting any of it, because I'm doing what I was born to do, simple as that.

I'd rather be hated for what I am, than loved for something that I'm not.

Having said that, I feel sorry that you don't consider me to be your friend anymore.

A Bargain, is a Bargain

So, I don't know if any of you ladies knew about this bargain I made with our favorite bargaining man Lovett, otherwise known as Philly. But we did make a deal, the deal was that I kill Artsyom (The Fuck-Up in life) and he in return gives me documents, that say everything about me, I wanted those documents, not because I wanted to hide my identity, on the contra-ire, I wanted to reveal. But Incogny seems to have explained it very well on his own.

So I did it, yes ladies and germs, I killed Artsyom, just like that, sadly I didn't take a photo of his corpse, since the building we were in, went BOOM. But I had different proof and now that I had it, I set up a meeting with Philly. He told me to come over to some sort of dump, to come to the bottom of the block of empty flats. Why do they always choose empty buildings to meet up? So this is how it went:

So I see him standing in the middle of the room, and decide to drop in as elegantly as I can. He didn't seem to like it, since when I appeared behind him, he just flinched away drawing a very familiar dagger on me, to be precise it was Snowman's (Snowblind's) old Azoth dagger. Nostalgia hit me in the face so hard, too bad I couldn't feel it.

Once he saw it was me, he took a few steps back, still holding the dagger at the ready.

Man, the outfit he was wearing was just ridiculous, he was wearing some Shady Glasses and a silly mask.

"You trying out for the local gang or something?"

"I prefer to keep my face hidden. Old habits." he then took a few more steps behind the table that was located in the center of the room, he also noticed a cup of coffee I was holding at the time, it was full of ice "Why the mug? Seems somewhat... Out of place, really."

I love when people get curious "What can I say?" my darling's sleeve wrapped around the cup and stretched toward his table, now I couldn't tell the expression on his face, but I bet he was astonished at how me and my darling, Fortissimo worked. Once near his table, my darling tipped the cup over making Artsyom's left ear fall out of it, onto the table "I was thirsty."

It took him a few minutes to utter a sentence "Christ, when I said proof, I meant like a photo or something." He then used the tip of his knife to flip the ear over to examine it, I don't know why he did that, seemed rather pointless to me.

"Well excuse me, I didn't bring my imaginary photo camera that day. Besides I was planning to bring you a head, or a leg, or something more bigger, but the fuck was slippery, the only thing I was able to scavenge, was the ear, bit it right off, before, you know, I leveled the place leaving nothing but ashes."

"When in doubt, blow everything up? Doesn't seem your style. Always seemed more up close and personal." he started circling around the room, still keeping his eyes on me along with the dagger, I found that amusing, I was just standing still. He then reached his backpack, opened it and took out a piece of paper "A deal's a deal. The papers you wanted are in a locker. Address and number are written here." he finally offered me the piece of paper, holding it by the edge at arms length.

"Well you know, sometimes I'm in the mood for fireworks." I took the paper "You know, I'm surprised." I put the paper into my Darling's pocket "You didn't even check who's ear it is, I mean it could be anyone's for all you know, makes me think you're setting me up." I smiled and turned around "But I'll trust you, after all, you value your rep as a Bargaining Man and everyone knows, Bargaining Men do not deceive." that's when an entrance to the board opened up for me, it is always so bright, it actually lit up everything in the room, I'm sure our Philly was blinded by it, but before I stepped through the entrance, I gave Philly a little warning "But if its a trap, I'm coming after your girlfriend." only then did I leave.

Lucky for Philly, it wasn't a trap, I got my files and as you can tell from Incogny's latest post, I already started my little game, it is coming to a close ladies and gentlemen, so soon.

And Dimir, I'm not leaving you out of this, in fact, I'm going to drop you right in the middle of this, you asked for it.

Patient #9: The Wolf

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Name: ???

Username: KnitWolf

Nickname: Knitty

Theme (New Category): Ghost Town - Game Freak

Analysis: Ah good ol' Knitty, ever since I posted my first comment on your blog, I knew we would become friends. Ladies and Gentlemen, this young lady has an artistic mind set, the way her brain works when she is either painting, or murdering someone, tis a beauty to be seen. I fully understand why Marshmallow found interest in her, I consider her to be my colleague (I don't consider a lot of people to be my colleagues). However, sometimes, I noticed, she gets confused in emotions, well at least, the past version of her, I don't know if she has that defect today. She is also, surprisingly trusting, hence why a certain someone was able to get a jump on her and...well some of you might know the rest of the story. However we all make mistakes and I truly believe that experience made her smarter in that regard.

Weaknesses: Artistic minds are dangerous my friends, sometimes people lose sight of their true purpose because of such a mind and I can very well see the possibility of that happening with Knitty, which would greatly disappoint me. Her relationship with Fell, tis truly a target that can be exploited.

Strength: Her inner self named Skien, Skien is made out of the same substance my darling Fortissimo was made out of. And everyday Knitty's bond with her other half, grows and grows.

Survival Chances: High, as I said, Marshmallow is training her, he has interest in her, he used to have interest in me as well, only difference, I exploited that privilege.

Diagnosis: An Artist, everything she does, she approaches it with a creative mind, making sure to put a lot of effort into whatever she's doing, I can respect that.

Really hard to find a person who will pose for you, tis why I have dozen of bodies to use for my little hobby.

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I missed doing these, I truly did, I needed relief.

I am not Happy, not, one, BIT

Oh I killed her, I murdered Diana, I reached inside of her mouth and pulled her fucking spinal cord out of her mouth! Murdered all of the agents that were in the building and had a final encounter with her, of course being me, I was wondering how in the blue hell she got this position. I mean she has no military background whatsoever. And then she uttered a name, right before she died, a name that I thought I'd never hear again in my LIFE.

Dimir Volkov...

Ring any bells you proxy fuckers? He's one of those "Oracles", big corporate asshole, only difference between him and other "Oracles", this motherfucker doesn't sit on his ass in a tower all day, he prefers to do shit himself, a sort of a legend.

Why am I so ticked off at this information? Well, when I was an up and coming proxy, he was my tutor, that's right, he showed me the ropes, showed me how this whole business works and other shit among those lines. He was the reason I got all the respect from so many proxies right off the bat, because he doesn't like wasting his time on newbies, yet he decided to train me.

Apparently, when he heard, that I actually bit off a good chunk of Marshmallow, in our very first encounter, he was fascinated. This is probably the only motherfucker that knows EVERYTHING about me and he won't be afraid to use that knowledge against me. He and I, we are very similar in one regard, we both live in our worlds and I think when he was training me back in the days, he was also slightly irritated at me, because I figured out a formula which he was proud of, he didn't like my world and secretly, he was praying for the day that I betray Marshmallow, so he could personally go after me.

That explains why Diana was hired, he wanted to send on a wild goose chase, to distract me, while he committed the most SLEAZY ACT I EVER SAW! See while I was occupied, he broke into Rose's pawn shop...he murdered her...and he sent me every single gory detail...

Saying that I'm mad, is an understatement, he murdered the first person to ever understand me, he murdered my first friend, my best friend...I don't take kindly to that. But that is Dimir for you, say what you want about him, he swindled me, he distracted me, he wants to play...

Well ok, I'll play, you reading this Dimir? I'll play.

Only one thing, I am not the same, but you know it better than anyone, you know how powerful I have become, you know what I did, you felt it. Now it's coming for you.

Diana Escaped.

That biotch is slippery, I'll tell you that much.

You know what happened? The building was empty, which confused me, because I swear I saw crap load of people in that building walking around, as soon as I get into the building, they are gone, nobody there. Well, except an old friend.

"I've been dreaming of doing this since the day you hired me."

It was good ol' Koschey, remember him? One of the Rejects? He was the one with a Dead Man Shard inside of him, he could also replace all of his body parts, with other body parts. Yeah, that weirdo. Didn't take me long to figure out why he was there, in fact, I admire Diana, that was a smart move on her part. See, Koschey is a freelancer, he is a gun for hire in this game and I guess, once he left our group, she decided to hire him. Speaking of guns, he was packing quite the arsenal.

"Koschey! Dearie, whored yourself out already?"

"This is why I dislike you, you're annoying."

"Don't blame me for having no sense of humor, say you wouldn't know where Diana is, would you?"

"I'm not stupid Kelevra, I never give up my clients."

"I don't know about the stupid part, I mean you ARE aiming a gun at me."

"Not aiming it at you, aiming it at the ground full of gasoline."

So he shoots the ground, which makes a spark and ignites the ground around me, granted, I did burn my feet, but my darling was quick, she wrapped around my legs and protected my feet, she was canceling the fire out once it came into contact with her. But the bastard was expecting just that. That's why people hire him, he's a pro, he studies his targets. He knew full well, that while my darling was busy wrapping around my legs, she couldn't protect me on a higher level, so he tried shooting me, I'm not stupid as well, I got the fuck out of dodge, covering behind the crates that warehouse had.

"That is your problem Kelevra, you underestimate people!"

That's when he lobbed a grenade in the crates where I was hiding, I could have thrown it back, but I'm not stupid, there could have been not enough time, so I had to abandon my cover and run out from behind the boxes. The explosion caused a wave, making me start falling. As I was in the open, he was preparing to take his shot, but my darling, she extended from my legs and knocked the gun out of his hands. She quickly starts stretching back towards me. As she's doing that, Koschey gets out his hand gun and aims it at me, I move, he shoots and hits me in the shoulder. My darling forms around me and my shoulder. But by that time he gets in a very close vicinity of me and aims the gun right at my face. He knows it, my darling won't be fast enough to block it, he is too close.

"I wanted to do this for a long time."

He made one mistake, as he is about to pull the trigger, my darling rips through the bandages from my right eye hole, becomes solid and blocks the gun, so when the bullet gets stuck inside the gun, it explodes in Koschey's hand. That gives me enough time to form a sharp end around my arm and cut his right arm off. He knows there is no point in fighting me, so the motherfuck pulls out a grenade with his left hand, unpins it and holds it as close to me as possible.

But I know his smart, so the instant he unpinned it, I grabbed it away from him and showed it into his left arm socket. Then got the fuck out of dodge. The asshole exploded so hard, there was nothing left of him, well except his head. I know he's still alive too, but he tries to pretend that he's dead.

"I know you're alive you know. I also know how to kill you, permanently."

That's when I made my darling go inside of his head, The Dead Man shard was inside his brain, but once my darling got to it, she murdered that Dead Man Shard, by draining it of its life.

Now, Koschey's head is hanging from my trophy cabinet, you reading this Diana? I'm not done with you yet.