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.