what should i do now?
june is dead. and...i have no one else left.
i cannot go to his brother, who is innocently unaware of monsters in this world.
im just...alone.
again.
every person i try to protect dies
should i just end my own life?
...something tells me june would have harsh words for me on the other side if i did.
for his sake at least, ill...try to do as he asked. "live for yourself."
ill try.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Automated message: If I don't make it back...
Hey. I set this up to respond if I wasn't around, a day and a few hours after Rhodes' big stupid jerk deadline. If I make it out, I'll just take it down, if I don't...well, you're readin' it, so...Guess I'm dead.
Oh man. I'm like a ghost now. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oooohhhhooo summon me with the essence of bad smelll, Niiiickkk~ whooooo~oooo~
Okay enough of that. There was a reason for this. I have a story to tell you all. It's about Valkyrie. And Rhodes. And...my Dad.
My childhood wasn't Slender-free after all, it seems, and that's what I remembered the moment I saw Valkyrie's eyes.
Eight years ago...I was ten years old. Living a happy, carefree life with my parents, my older brother Lawrence...and my older sister, Vivian. Lawrence and I got along fine...but it was Vivian I was really close to. She doted on me, really. Thing is...Vivian was always a little strange.
As a kid I didn't really notice. But...my folks kept setting her up appointments with a "therapist", and when I went for walks out in the woods...I'd find dead animals, nailed to trees. It was years before I saw Vivian torturing a squirrel to death with an iron spike and hammer. She nailed it to the tree, still alive, and watched it squirm until it died.
From that day on, I was scared of her. But...her attitude towards me never changed. She was the same, smiling, caring Vivian. But once I hit ten years old...Things changed. She started to get violent with more than just animals. I saw her break a kid's arm in a fight...And she threatened his friends never to tell, with a knife. I was watching from the forest nearby- I'd followed her when I saw her wander off the path back from school.
Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me, I turned, and saw a tall man...With a pale face, red hair, dressed in a black fedora and suit. He gave me a smile.
"Hey now, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you!"
I stepped back. "Who are you?" I asked.
"You can call me Rhodes, little June. I know your name, so it's only fair you know mine!"
I nodded slowly. My mistrust was fading...he seemed so genuinely cheerful and sincere about wanting to help me. and he did help me. Over the next few weeks I stole out into the forest to talk to him. I told him how worried I was about Vivian, how I was afraid she'd hurt my parents, or Lawrence, or me...How I wanted my sister back. He began to tell me why he thought she was acting the way she was.
It was because of the "Slender Man."
Apparently, Vivian was seeing him in her dreams. Being little, I never questioned HOW Rhodes knew this. Stupid. It was all part of the plan for them.
Slender Man was telling her to do things, Rhodes told me. She was fighting it. It made her angry...It made her WANT to do these horrible things, to kill those animals and to hurt those kids. Finally, I asked Rhodes how I could help her.
He said to come back later that night. So I did. He led me to a clearing in the forest, and together we spied on Vivian from the bushes. She was meeting someone. A tall man, broad chested, with pale skin and hair. And at his side? A little girl, with gray hair, who hid her face behind a white mask.
Sound familiar? The story you told me didn't really make sense until I remembered this, Rise.
The man told Vivian that Slender Man expected something of her. To burn down our home, and kill our parents. She swore and attacked him. He grabbed Rise...and used her as a shield. The bastard used his ten year old daughter as a shield.
He knocked Vivian to the ground and...then the Boss himself appeared. Rhodes held his hand over my mouth to stop my scream. How could I help it? It was a real monster. And if you think he's scary as an adult, well, he's fucking terrifying as shit as a kid, let me just say that.
He walked up to the Vivian...she finally submitted. Rhodes led me back away, and told me to tell my Dad about what I saw. Not my Mom.
I ran to where my father was...Back home. I babbled out what I saw. When I said "tall man with no face" he about flipped his shit and told me to hide in my room, before running outside. I was about to, when I saw Rhodes through the back window, who beckoned me. I went out to talk to him and he hit me on the back of my neck.
I woke up tied to a chair. We were in Rhodes was sitting there with Vivian and the broad-chested man, and Rise, who was cowering in the corner. I cried out to Vivian to save me. She didn't listen.
Rise spoke up then. "If you're really his sister, don't you love him?"
Vivian responded. "...Of course I do."
"Then why don't you help him?"
It was a brave but dumb thing to say, and her father hit her, sending her to the ground. She started to cry softly in the corner.
I whispered to her. "It's okay...my daddy will save us."
She looked up at me...The adults were distracted, talking about something I can't remember. She removed her mask and looked at me with yellow eyes, wet with tears. "That's what other kids have said...it never happens. Anyone He wants, He takes."
I shook my head. "My Dad's awesome. He'll save us."
She looked at me funny. "How do you know?"
I grinned. "Cause I'm awesome too."
She stared, then the slightest little smile appeared on her face.
"I'm...Rae. Rachel, but I like Rae better...but Father always says to go by Rise, so, maybe I should call myself that..?" She looked confused.
"Geez, three names? Pick one already and quit screwing around." I was pretty foulmouthed as a kid, too, just so you know.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. Rhodes grinned. "Reynolds is here. Come on."
Rise's father grabbed the chair I was tied to and carried me downstairs. As it turned out, we were in an abandoned machine shop over looking a junkyard. My father was outside, some feet away from the entrance. The proxies all went outside, bringing me with them. We stopped about twenty feet away from my father.
"Dad...He's calling for you. You owe him. You never told me." Vivian sounded resentful. "You can't just leave. He wants us all to join him."
My Dad shook his head. "Vivian, he's a monster. Please. Come back to us."
"Thaaat won't be happening, Mr. Reynolds. What's gonna go down here is real simple. You walk back over that line and get back to serving the Tall Man, or...Well, your youngest here doesn't have a lot of blood to spare. Shall we see how fast he can lose it all?" No prizes for guessing who said that.
Rise's father spoke. "Stefan Reynolds. Return to the Master. How you could have fled from such glory is beyond me. He is the future of our species. I gladly presented my daughter to his service the moment she was born."
My Dad's eyes...they narrowed. Dangerously, though the other didn't seem to notice. "Even your own daughter?"
Rise's father nodded. "And she takes to the life well, despite her conscious. We will see how well we can stamp that out once she makes her first kill."
Rise couldn't contain a sob any longer. Her father glared and hit her again. And my Dad...went berserk. He ran straight at this man, this guy who made him look like a contortionist next to a bodybuilder, and starting hammering him with his fists. Rhodes was kind of speechless, as was I. I'd never seen my Dad do anything violent, never seen him even get into a fight.
But he was beating the hell out of this man. I even saw Dad grab him by the scruff of his neck and HEADBUTT him. For a finale, he lifted and bodily through him into a pile of junk. The man was unconscious. I can't really blame him.
Dad went over to Rise and helped her to her feet. "Listen. I want you to run, okay? He's not your father. He doesn't deserve it. Run." He gave her a kindly smile. "I'll be drawing the bad men's attention, so just run!" Rise was silent for a few moments, before she nodded. With one last look at me, she ran off.
Rhodes was just watching, oddly enough. He seemed amused. "Great sense of dramatics there, Mr. Reynolds. But there's still, erm, the matter of your son here.."
Dad was ignoring him. And looking at Vivian. She was shaking. Whispering.."I don't want to.." Over and over. Rhodes frowned and walked over to her. "Come on, little Valkyrie. Buck up." He nudged her, roughly.
My Dad grabbed his outstretched arm suddenly. His eyes were alight with anger. It was scary, even for me. Rhodes of all people tried to take a step back. "Never touch my children again." Dad said softly. And, hoisting Rhodes forward, he broke his arm and kicked him over.
Dad held out his hand to Vivian. Slowly, but surely...She reached for it.
and that was when HE showed. Tentacles and all.
Vivian screamed. I heard Rhodes' pained laughter in the background. I was crying with fear. He went straight for her...And my Dad ran towards him, grappled with him. It was so loud...I could hear a sort of deafening ring in my ears. But the one thing I remember hearing was my Dad, screaming. "You WON'T TAKE THEM!"
...and that's all I remember. Next thing I knew, we were at home. Life was normal.
Except Vivian was gone. From our home...and our memories. Even Dad forgot about her. And we forgot about Rise and her father too. Not to mention Rhodes...
And I didn't remember any of this until I saw Vivian's eyes again.
I know she's there now, with Rhodes. It'll be time to finish things. The only way I can escape from that memory...that nightmare, is to confront it head on. So I will. And...well, I dunno what's happened. But if you're getting this message, I probably wasn't around to cancel it, huh?
Sooo...I already kinda gave my parting shots off in the last post I made. But I have a few more.
Yo Spence! Listen up. You may be your team's leader, but they're adults. They're competent. They're smart. And they know what they're doing. You aren't responsible for them. In the end, you're all only responsible for yourselves. I don't want to see you going all IT IS MAH FAAAAULT if one of em bites it, okay? We all know the risks. And you've got nothing to atone for. Just be yourself. And take good care of your girlfriend.
Shaun. Kinda unreasonable of me to ask this, but...Consider forgiving Elaine, okay, bro? You know as well as I do that she sold those other people out to protect us. Now, I'm as pissed about it as you are, but...You should also take that as a sign of just what you mean to her. Just...have one of those "boyfriend/girlfriend" talks. "Hey hun, do you mind not lying to me and sending others to their doom to ensure my safety?" That's what ordinary couples sound like, right?
HEY WRITER, YOU'RE FAT. OOOOOOOOOOOH SNAP! Damn son you gonna need some ALOE for that BURN!
Elaine...I've told you how I felt, already. Just remember to trust us more, okay? Well, I say "us" but it's more "them" now....But, you were like...A sister to me. Dammit why do all my sisters kill people. Is it something about me? Is that it? THE POINT IS...I firmly believe that if you guys off the Slenderwhatsit you'll be able to cope in normal society fine. You're not some maniac bitch. You're a woman who wants to live and wants her loved ones to live too. There's nothing wrong with that.
Nick. It's up to you, dawg.
Rachel. Fuck Maurice straight up the ass with a Giga Drill Break. You're you. It's your damn body so tell the fucking squatters to piss off or start paying rent. They don't know what they're dealing with. Show em.
Rise...I'm sorry. I know what must have driven you to do what you did. You're...not right. It's to be expected after that childhood. But I'm glad that you did escape him. And I'm glad...that I got to meet you again before the end.
...Lia. I love you. Thanks for everything...thanks for being that light to me. I'm sorry I've failed you. I wanted so much more time... Heh, but no matter how much we could've gotten, it wouldn't've been enough, would it?
You keep your head upright, missy! You better not drag yourself around moping over me the rest of your life! Stay strong and stay safe. You're the Lily, the light that monsters flock to, but the one they can never devour. It's too bright, and too pure.
Hey old man. Yeah, Lia's crazy proxy Dad. You kinda remind me of my Dad, so I'll be easy on you. Just...keep her safe, okay? We cool. You too, Dy! Suplex them bears something fierce.
Is that it? Think that's it. Okay. Time to go settle this. If I make it back...yeah you won't be seeing this. Way too sappy.
But if I don't...and this post appears. Just...
All of you. Everyone. Even the people I've never met or talked to. Never. Give. Up. Not for a second. Don't let him win. Defy him to the last.
It's only impossible if you say it is.
Right. I got some folks to save. Let's see just what Fate's got in mind for me.
...bring it on.
Oh man. I'm like a ghost now. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oooohhhhooo summon me with the essence of bad smelll, Niiiickkk~ whooooo~oooo~
Okay enough of that. There was a reason for this. I have a story to tell you all. It's about Valkyrie. And Rhodes. And...my Dad.
My childhood wasn't Slender-free after all, it seems, and that's what I remembered the moment I saw Valkyrie's eyes.
Eight years ago...I was ten years old. Living a happy, carefree life with my parents, my older brother Lawrence...and my older sister, Vivian. Lawrence and I got along fine...but it was Vivian I was really close to. She doted on me, really. Thing is...Vivian was always a little strange.
As a kid I didn't really notice. But...my folks kept setting her up appointments with a "therapist", and when I went for walks out in the woods...I'd find dead animals, nailed to trees. It was years before I saw Vivian torturing a squirrel to death with an iron spike and hammer. She nailed it to the tree, still alive, and watched it squirm until it died.
From that day on, I was scared of her. But...her attitude towards me never changed. She was the same, smiling, caring Vivian. But once I hit ten years old...Things changed. She started to get violent with more than just animals. I saw her break a kid's arm in a fight...And she threatened his friends never to tell, with a knife. I was watching from the forest nearby- I'd followed her when I saw her wander off the path back from school.
Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me, I turned, and saw a tall man...With a pale face, red hair, dressed in a black fedora and suit. He gave me a smile.
"Hey now, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you!"
I stepped back. "Who are you?" I asked.
"You can call me Rhodes, little June. I know your name, so it's only fair you know mine!"
I nodded slowly. My mistrust was fading...he seemed so genuinely cheerful and sincere about wanting to help me. and he did help me. Over the next few weeks I stole out into the forest to talk to him. I told him how worried I was about Vivian, how I was afraid she'd hurt my parents, or Lawrence, or me...How I wanted my sister back. He began to tell me why he thought she was acting the way she was.
It was because of the "Slender Man."
Apparently, Vivian was seeing him in her dreams. Being little, I never questioned HOW Rhodes knew this. Stupid. It was all part of the plan for them.
Slender Man was telling her to do things, Rhodes told me. She was fighting it. It made her angry...It made her WANT to do these horrible things, to kill those animals and to hurt those kids. Finally, I asked Rhodes how I could help her.
He said to come back later that night. So I did. He led me to a clearing in the forest, and together we spied on Vivian from the bushes. She was meeting someone. A tall man, broad chested, with pale skin and hair. And at his side? A little girl, with gray hair, who hid her face behind a white mask.
Sound familiar? The story you told me didn't really make sense until I remembered this, Rise.
The man told Vivian that Slender Man expected something of her. To burn down our home, and kill our parents. She swore and attacked him. He grabbed Rise...and used her as a shield. The bastard used his ten year old daughter as a shield.
He knocked Vivian to the ground and...then the Boss himself appeared. Rhodes held his hand over my mouth to stop my scream. How could I help it? It was a real monster. And if you think he's scary as an adult, well, he's fucking terrifying as shit as a kid, let me just say that.
He walked up to the Vivian...she finally submitted. Rhodes led me back away, and told me to tell my Dad about what I saw. Not my Mom.
I ran to where my father was...Back home. I babbled out what I saw. When I said "tall man with no face" he about flipped his shit and told me to hide in my room, before running outside. I was about to, when I saw Rhodes through the back window, who beckoned me. I went out to talk to him and he hit me on the back of my neck.
I woke up tied to a chair. We were in Rhodes was sitting there with Vivian and the broad-chested man, and Rise, who was cowering in the corner. I cried out to Vivian to save me. She didn't listen.
Rise spoke up then. "If you're really his sister, don't you love him?"
Vivian responded. "...Of course I do."
"Then why don't you help him?"
It was a brave but dumb thing to say, and her father hit her, sending her to the ground. She started to cry softly in the corner.
I whispered to her. "It's okay...my daddy will save us."
She looked up at me...The adults were distracted, talking about something I can't remember. She removed her mask and looked at me with yellow eyes, wet with tears. "That's what other kids have said...it never happens. Anyone He wants, He takes."
I shook my head. "My Dad's awesome. He'll save us."
She looked at me funny. "How do you know?"
I grinned. "Cause I'm awesome too."
She stared, then the slightest little smile appeared on her face.
"I'm...Rae. Rachel, but I like Rae better...but Father always says to go by Rise, so, maybe I should call myself that..?" She looked confused.
"Geez, three names? Pick one already and quit screwing around." I was pretty foulmouthed as a kid, too, just so you know.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. Rhodes grinned. "Reynolds is here. Come on."
Rise's father grabbed the chair I was tied to and carried me downstairs. As it turned out, we were in an abandoned machine shop over looking a junkyard. My father was outside, some feet away from the entrance. The proxies all went outside, bringing me with them. We stopped about twenty feet away from my father.
"Dad...He's calling for you. You owe him. You never told me." Vivian sounded resentful. "You can't just leave. He wants us all to join him."
My Dad shook his head. "Vivian, he's a monster. Please. Come back to us."
"Thaaat won't be happening, Mr. Reynolds. What's gonna go down here is real simple. You walk back over that line and get back to serving the Tall Man, or...Well, your youngest here doesn't have a lot of blood to spare. Shall we see how fast he can lose it all?" No prizes for guessing who said that.
Rise's father spoke. "Stefan Reynolds. Return to the Master. How you could have fled from such glory is beyond me. He is the future of our species. I gladly presented my daughter to his service the moment she was born."
My Dad's eyes...they narrowed. Dangerously, though the other didn't seem to notice. "Even your own daughter?"
Rise's father nodded. "And she takes to the life well, despite her conscious. We will see how well we can stamp that out once she makes her first kill."
Rise couldn't contain a sob any longer. Her father glared and hit her again. And my Dad...went berserk. He ran straight at this man, this guy who made him look like a contortionist next to a bodybuilder, and starting hammering him with his fists. Rhodes was kind of speechless, as was I. I'd never seen my Dad do anything violent, never seen him even get into a fight.
But he was beating the hell out of this man. I even saw Dad grab him by the scruff of his neck and HEADBUTT him. For a finale, he lifted and bodily through him into a pile of junk. The man was unconscious. I can't really blame him.
Dad went over to Rise and helped her to her feet. "Listen. I want you to run, okay? He's not your father. He doesn't deserve it. Run." He gave her a kindly smile. "I'll be drawing the bad men's attention, so just run!" Rise was silent for a few moments, before she nodded. With one last look at me, she ran off.
Rhodes was just watching, oddly enough. He seemed amused. "Great sense of dramatics there, Mr. Reynolds. But there's still, erm, the matter of your son here.."
Dad was ignoring him. And looking at Vivian. She was shaking. Whispering.."I don't want to.." Over and over. Rhodes frowned and walked over to her. "Come on, little Valkyrie. Buck up." He nudged her, roughly.
My Dad grabbed his outstretched arm suddenly. His eyes were alight with anger. It was scary, even for me. Rhodes of all people tried to take a step back. "Never touch my children again." Dad said softly. And, hoisting Rhodes forward, he broke his arm and kicked him over.
Dad held out his hand to Vivian. Slowly, but surely...She reached for it.
and that was when HE showed. Tentacles and all.
Vivian screamed. I heard Rhodes' pained laughter in the background. I was crying with fear. He went straight for her...And my Dad ran towards him, grappled with him. It was so loud...I could hear a sort of deafening ring in my ears. But the one thing I remember hearing was my Dad, screaming. "You WON'T TAKE THEM!"
...and that's all I remember. Next thing I knew, we were at home. Life was normal.
Except Vivian was gone. From our home...and our memories. Even Dad forgot about her. And we forgot about Rise and her father too. Not to mention Rhodes...
And I didn't remember any of this until I saw Vivian's eyes again.
I know she's there now, with Rhodes. It'll be time to finish things. The only way I can escape from that memory...that nightmare, is to confront it head on. So I will. And...well, I dunno what's happened. But if you're getting this message, I probably wasn't around to cancel it, huh?
Sooo...I already kinda gave my parting shots off in the last post I made. But I have a few more.
Yo Spence! Listen up. You may be your team's leader, but they're adults. They're competent. They're smart. And they know what they're doing. You aren't responsible for them. In the end, you're all only responsible for yourselves. I don't want to see you going all IT IS MAH FAAAAULT if one of em bites it, okay? We all know the risks. And you've got nothing to atone for. Just be yourself. And take good care of your girlfriend.
Shaun. Kinda unreasonable of me to ask this, but...Consider forgiving Elaine, okay, bro? You know as well as I do that she sold those other people out to protect us. Now, I'm as pissed about it as you are, but...You should also take that as a sign of just what you mean to her. Just...have one of those "boyfriend/girlfriend" talks. "Hey hun, do you mind not lying to me and sending others to their doom to ensure my safety?" That's what ordinary couples sound like, right?
HEY WRITER, YOU'RE FAT. OOOOOOOOOOOH SNAP! Damn son you gonna need some ALOE for that BURN!
Elaine...I've told you how I felt, already. Just remember to trust us more, okay? Well, I say "us" but it's more "them" now....But, you were like...A sister to me. Dammit why do all my sisters kill people. Is it something about me? Is that it? THE POINT IS...I firmly believe that if you guys off the Slenderwhatsit you'll be able to cope in normal society fine. You're not some maniac bitch. You're a woman who wants to live and wants her loved ones to live too. There's nothing wrong with that.
Nick. It's up to you, dawg.
Rachel. Fuck Maurice straight up the ass with a Giga Drill Break. You're you. It's your damn body so tell the fucking squatters to piss off or start paying rent. They don't know what they're dealing with. Show em.
Rise...I'm sorry. I know what must have driven you to do what you did. You're...not right. It's to be expected after that childhood. But I'm glad that you did escape him. And I'm glad...that I got to meet you again before the end.
...Lia. I love you. Thanks for everything...thanks for being that light to me. I'm sorry I've failed you. I wanted so much more time... Heh, but no matter how much we could've gotten, it wouldn't've been enough, would it?
You keep your head upright, missy! You better not drag yourself around moping over me the rest of your life! Stay strong and stay safe. You're the Lily, the light that monsters flock to, but the one they can never devour. It's too bright, and too pure.
Hey old man. Yeah, Lia's crazy proxy Dad. You kinda remind me of my Dad, so I'll be easy on you. Just...keep her safe, okay? We cool. You too, Dy! Suplex them bears something fierce.
Is that it? Think that's it. Okay. Time to go settle this. If I make it back...yeah you won't be seeing this. Way too sappy.
But if I don't...and this post appears. Just...
All of you. Everyone. Even the people I've never met or talked to. Never. Give. Up. Not for a second. Don't let him win. Defy him to the last.
It's only impossible if you say it is.
Right. I got some folks to save. Let's see just what Fate's got in mind for me.
...bring it on.
Friday, November 25, 2011
the warehouse
it is over
i followed him to the warehouse
it was thirty three minutes to the deadline
saw him sneak in through the ducts
he had something, i believe it was the blueprints for the warehouse
he must have aquired them somehow
thanks to that, he knew where to look for the ducts
his pack was bulging, and about ten minutes later, i knew why
fireworks
he set off fireworks inside the warehouse at three points
i entered through the back door, and saw the white haired girl
bashing her head against the wall, i lifted her up and prepared to slit her throat
when june arrived behind me and told me to drop her
i complied
his eyes were full of rage
but he relented, and told me to follow him
the servants were in a panic, as we climbed onto the catwalk above
the massive one did not even notice us approaching from where he guarded a crank
june struck him with the hilt of the sword, i grabbed onto one of his arms and kicked the back of his head
together we forced him over the railing, to a hardy fall onto the crates below
after seeing that he was not dead, june threw the switch, lowered the hostages, and told me to cut them loose
he ran towards the back room
i hesitated, but did as he wished
they were conscious, i directed them back outside
a boy my age appeared out of the wall in front of me and threatened me with a gun
i slapped it out of his hand and incapacitated him easily
after the hostages were safely outside, i headed for the back room
and saw through the window
the woman had stabbed him in the shoulder, rhodes pointed a gun at him
the door was looked, i could not break the window
i began to pick the lock
rhodes told june that he would let him go free if he shot the woman
Valkyrie
and lowered his gun, allowing june to take his out
there was silence
anxiously, i checked the time- only nine minutes left
june had pointed the gun directly at valkyrie's head
said she was not the sister he'd loved
she only smiled and said that this was who she really was
she wanted her brother to introduce her to the "wonder" of death
june dropped his gun, lowered his head
the police burst into the front of the warehouse
perhaps the fireworks caught their attention
rhodes shot june straight in the chest
dead center
i finally got the lock open
ran for them, stabbed valkyrie in the arm
rhodes hit a switch
and the rest was a daze
i awoke amongst the ruins of the warehouse
there were many injured officers
remarkably, no fatalities
except one
the only one that mattered to me
i could not find him
i dug desperately through the rubble
i could not find him
i found valkyrie's body
but not his
there was more rubble i had no strength to search
but it hardly matters
it is over
i have nothing left
i followed him to the warehouse
it was thirty three minutes to the deadline
saw him sneak in through the ducts
he had something, i believe it was the blueprints for the warehouse
he must have aquired them somehow
thanks to that, he knew where to look for the ducts
his pack was bulging, and about ten minutes later, i knew why
fireworks
he set off fireworks inside the warehouse at three points
i entered through the back door, and saw the white haired girl
bashing her head against the wall, i lifted her up and prepared to slit her throat
when june arrived behind me and told me to drop her
i complied
his eyes were full of rage
but he relented, and told me to follow him
the servants were in a panic, as we climbed onto the catwalk above
the massive one did not even notice us approaching from where he guarded a crank
june struck him with the hilt of the sword, i grabbed onto one of his arms and kicked the back of his head
together we forced him over the railing, to a hardy fall onto the crates below
after seeing that he was not dead, june threw the switch, lowered the hostages, and told me to cut them loose
he ran towards the back room
i hesitated, but did as he wished
they were conscious, i directed them back outside
a boy my age appeared out of the wall in front of me and threatened me with a gun
i slapped it out of his hand and incapacitated him easily
after the hostages were safely outside, i headed for the back room
and saw through the window
the woman had stabbed him in the shoulder, rhodes pointed a gun at him
the door was looked, i could not break the window
i began to pick the lock
rhodes told june that he would let him go free if he shot the woman
Valkyrie
and lowered his gun, allowing june to take his out
there was silence
anxiously, i checked the time- only nine minutes left
june had pointed the gun directly at valkyrie's head
said she was not the sister he'd loved
she only smiled and said that this was who she really was
she wanted her brother to introduce her to the "wonder" of death
june dropped his gun, lowered his head
the police burst into the front of the warehouse
perhaps the fireworks caught their attention
rhodes shot june straight in the chest
dead center
i finally got the lock open
ran for them, stabbed valkyrie in the arm
rhodes hit a switch
and the rest was a daze
i awoke amongst the ruins of the warehouse
there were many injured officers
remarkably, no fatalities
except one
the only one that mattered to me
i could not find him
i dug desperately through the rubble
i could not find him
i found valkyrie's body
but not his
there was more rubble i had no strength to search
but it hardly matters
it is over
i have nothing left
Thursday, November 24, 2011
If I'd gotten this from anyone else, I'd suspect it was a joke.
But it's not. Found this in my inbox three hours ago. Take a look.
Shall we end this, June Reynolds? I owe you...and your late father Stefan, quite the debt. Eight years' debt...inflation's a bitch, ain't it?
~Rhodes
No, I don't know anyone he's got. ...But I don't care. I know this is the most obvious set up in the history of the world...But I don't care. And I know that my chances of coming out of there alive are zero to none. Guess what I care?
...A little. Not nearly enough to stop me, though.
Rise. Stay away. I don't care what my Dad did for you...This is my fight- no, OUR fight. The two of us. You tried to kill Fiona, and you stopped me from getting Nessa out in time. You're my enemy, no matter what you've done for me.
So stay away. ...Stay alive. Live for yourself.
As for you all...
What Rhodes meant was simple. Elaine was selling secrets about the Runners she didn't know, to the proxies, in order to keep the Runners in Hope safe from attack.
It came out, and...I left. I can't abide that sort of deal. That sort of compromise. I told Elaine exactly what I thought of it and stormed out. I...regret it now. See, once it got out, they revoked the protection on Hope. Elaine prepared to defend it. The results...were catastrophic. I should've remembered...She did that for our sake. I should've fought to protect Cam's legacy with her. Should've died if neccessary.
Elaine, I forgive you. Okay? If we see each other again, it's all cool. You did what you thought was right...And you did it for the people you love. So...put that fucking bottle down and pick that knife back up. You're a fighter. And you have strength in you that even you've got no clue about. You can still go on. With or without me. Not like I made much of a difference at all, right?
Let's face it, everyone. Rhodes is right about one thing. I'm a sham. I tried...to be a hero. To sacrifice myself over and over to save the lives of the less able. But...as time went on, it became clear that I was the less able. Time and time again, I failed...or had to be bailed out by Rise, or Nick, or Lia...I tried to be a hero, and what did that result in? Nessa's ashes on Rhodes' bedside table. Those guys in the parking lot, skewered by Slender Man. ...My folks.
...It's my last chance. I'm the only shot those guys have.
Cynical readers will probably interpret this as a last ditch attempt to die with a good name. One last chance to be a hero. And you're at least partially right.
But Rhodes was wrong, too. Cause that was NEVER all there was to it. ...I don't want this. I never wanted this. All I want...is for no one else to see that horrible Man when they look outside. I never want another clueless teenage boy to come home to his house and parents burning. I never want another innocent young girl to be corrupted into murder and madness. I never want another adorable artist to be driven on the run and forced to fight her own father. I never want another Seer to suffer like that one did, going from hope to despair over and over.
I never want another man to fall victim to his own good intentions, and become a puppet of the Tree. Or for another young girl to have her whole world corrupted by that monstrous Man. Or for another boy to be raised to serve him from birth, always carrying the scars within him.
I never want another Konaa to come from another June Reynolds.
So no matter where evil rears its head, no matter what plots the snake makes, the traps he sets, no matter what loops Writer makes, no matter how strong David is, no matter how absolute the Slender Man's grasp...I will confront that evil every single time.
IN THE NAME OF THE KING OF HEARTS!
Eeeeheheh. Sorry. I couldn't resist. Man, I haven't even mentioned how much of a dork I am for old Japanese fighting anime. So much left unsaid, no matter how much we tried.
...Well! If this is where my blog ends, I can't think of a better note to end it on than the dulcet tones of Tomokazu Seki. Like a dream come true, really.
...See ya.
To June-
My compliments! You showed great sense in escaping that wretched facade of a safehouse before its eventual collapse. Lies are so ugly, are they not? Anything built upon lies will collapse, every time, without fail. That's a simple fact of this world. Take your little heroic crusade, for example. You hide your shame and guilt behind jokes and bravery, but the truth is that if anything, you're even more frightened than everyone else. Dress yourself up with your weapons and toys, but at the end of the day, even Elaine, that worthless lying piece of offal, has saved more lives than you. You attempt to emulate Nick Dwyer, but it's a sad and pathetic effort, fueled not by actual bravery or heroism, but compensation for your own fear. Your lies shine through, bright and clear, to me. But...I suppose it's not surprising. After all, I know you very well. I was practically your therapist in the old days! You were a far more polite child, I must say.
But enough about that. Let me show you something.
*He posted an image here. I didn't repost it, because...Nobody needs to see that. It was eight people, tied around their waists with rope and hung from the ceiling, with three more on the ground. Their guts were spilled all over the floor. Rhodes was there too, and Obstruction, who was holding a corpse up and making it high five Rhodes.*
See the people still breathing? Well, tomorrow they'll still be breathing...But not for much longer after that. They'll be breathing in poison gas. I've rigged five canisters of Chlorine gas to a timer set for exactly 24 hours from when you'll receive this email. We are currently within an abandoned warehouse in *omitting the location.*
It's a great party, but our guests are...sadly lacking. I do hope you'll come lighten the mood a bit. You are quite the charmer despite your rude playacting. Tell some jokes, relax, breath in the fresh air...Oh, well, heheh, maybe you don't want to do that.
For the record, June? I am playing for keeps this time. Whatever happens...Only one out of the two of us will be leaving that warehouse alive. Shift, Obstruction, Jade, and Valkyrie are all here as well. If we see police, or anyone- ...hm, no, that's no fun. If anyone other than you or your masked guardian comes to this warehouse, we'll redirect the gas to spill out into the town.
Oh yes...I'm quite serious this time.
No, I don't know anyone he's got. ...But I don't care. I know this is the most obvious set up in the history of the world...But I don't care. And I know that my chances of coming out of there alive are zero to none. Guess what I care?
...A little. Not nearly enough to stop me, though.
Rise. Stay away. I don't care what my Dad did for you...This is my fight- no, OUR fight. The two of us. You tried to kill Fiona, and you stopped me from getting Nessa out in time. You're my enemy, no matter what you've done for me.
So stay away. ...Stay alive. Live for yourself.
As for you all...
What Rhodes meant was simple. Elaine was selling secrets about the Runners she didn't know, to the proxies, in order to keep the Runners in Hope safe from attack.
It came out, and...I left. I can't abide that sort of deal. That sort of compromise. I told Elaine exactly what I thought of it and stormed out. I...regret it now. See, once it got out, they revoked the protection on Hope. Elaine prepared to defend it. The results...were catastrophic. I should've remembered...She did that for our sake. I should've fought to protect Cam's legacy with her. Should've died if neccessary.
Elaine, I forgive you. Okay? If we see each other again, it's all cool. You did what you thought was right...And you did it for the people you love. So...put that fucking bottle down and pick that knife back up. You're a fighter. And you have strength in you that even you've got no clue about. You can still go on. With or without me. Not like I made much of a difference at all, right?
Let's face it, everyone. Rhodes is right about one thing. I'm a sham. I tried...to be a hero. To sacrifice myself over and over to save the lives of the less able. But...as time went on, it became clear that I was the less able. Time and time again, I failed...or had to be bailed out by Rise, or Nick, or Lia...I tried to be a hero, and what did that result in? Nessa's ashes on Rhodes' bedside table. Those guys in the parking lot, skewered by Slender Man. ...My folks.
...It's my last chance. I'm the only shot those guys have.
Cynical readers will probably interpret this as a last ditch attempt to die with a good name. One last chance to be a hero. And you're at least partially right.
But Rhodes was wrong, too. Cause that was NEVER all there was to it. ...I don't want this. I never wanted this. All I want...is for no one else to see that horrible Man when they look outside. I never want another clueless teenage boy to come home to his house and parents burning. I never want another innocent young girl to be corrupted into murder and madness. I never want another adorable artist to be driven on the run and forced to fight her own father. I never want another Seer to suffer like that one did, going from hope to despair over and over.
I never want another man to fall victim to his own good intentions, and become a puppet of the Tree. Or for another young girl to have her whole world corrupted by that monstrous Man. Or for another boy to be raised to serve him from birth, always carrying the scars within him.
I never want another Konaa to come from another June Reynolds.
So no matter where evil rears its head, no matter what plots the snake makes, the traps he sets, no matter what loops Writer makes, no matter how strong David is, no matter how absolute the Slender Man's grasp...I will confront that evil every single time.
IN THE NAME OF THE KING OF HEARTS!
Eeeeheheh. Sorry. I couldn't resist. Man, I haven't even mentioned how much of a dork I am for old Japanese fighting anime. So much left unsaid, no matter how much we tried.
...Well! If this is where my blog ends, I can't think of a better note to end it on than the dulcet tones of Tomokazu Seki. Like a dream come true, really.
...See ya.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
only eight days after the fact.
November's been a quiet month for this blog, huh? Sorry...Posting's not typically on my mind these days.
Along with Elaine and Shaun, I entered the forest those poor students were in. Yeah, you guessed it, it was one of those...loops, labyrinths, call em what you will. A stretch of ground that's got some Slender influence. They twist, they turn, they trap you and lots of unpleasant shit can happen inside one, so, uh, don't get caught in one. This has been Konaa's Survival Tips.
Anyways, the thing about this loop was that it was clearly preplanned. These kids were the "pet project" of a proxy by the name of Writer. The bastard is like Spencer's old boyfriend from proxy reeduation camp or some shit like that, I don't know. Anyways, he can create these Loops and he maintained this one, to...I guess see what would happen if he trapped a bunch of kids for a few months and slowly killed them all off. Wow. I wonder what valuable data he got from that? "People die when you cut them off from the world and drive them crazy." You're just BREAKING the boundaries of science here, Doctor Writer!
Incidentally, I wonder what he'd say to that if he read this blog? Would it be...
A) "My purpose in that project is beyond a child's comprehension."
B) "Your interference has merely further my plans!"
Or C) "lol i have a crush on Spencer dont tell plz!!"
My money's on C! Though I guess it's less a "crush" and more a "psychotic and disturbing obession." (Jade, take notes.)
Anyways! We broke into the loop. Which makes it more exciting when than it was. What was it like inside? Well...it actually felt a lot like the forest where zerosword was. Creeping unease, the feeling of being watched...Old tricks. I think Writer was trying to scare us. He did stuff like make us wander into a clearing.. WITH LEAVES THAT WERE BLACK! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! oh oh and he CHANGED THE LIGHTING SOMETIMES! AND MADE SOME BUSHES RUSTLE! oh, SAVE ME, Zeke Strahm, SAVE ME from the evil scary proxy man who is flicking the light switch on and off!
more to the point...We found their camp. Scattered possessions, campfire...And five or six survivors. Can't really remember the exact amount. They were kinda pissed. First off they thought we were with them. Things didn't look up once they realized we came to rescue them and were pissed cause we only made it now. There wasn't really time to argue for a while...Because a kid got cut down by an unseen force right before our eyes.
Grim sight. But I've seen worse...sadly. Elaine and Shaun grabbed a kid each, bolted. I stayed. One, Richard, was deflecting knife thrusts from...something I couldn't see. He, another guy, and a girl named Suze were determined to go out in a blaze of glory. Suze in particular...wanted to die. Badly. I tried to grab her, thinking she was just caught up in the moment after months of this, but...I saw the look in her eyes. She was a girl who knew what she wanted. Who really had nothing left. ...And she asked me something. Asked me to save Richard. So...I did. Grabbed Rich, and dragged him away. He struggled, wanting to go back, but he was really too weak to hurt me after all he'd been through.
We made it out of the forest....out of the loop. I dropped Richard for a bit and went back in. Crazy as that sounds.
Too little, too late. It was a regular forest when I went back in. Writer took the loop down. I didn't find a single body.
I...want to say I'm sorry, Suze. But I gave you what you wanted. I guess I'm just sorry that it had to come to that. And that I didn't know you any better. Rest assured, I fulfilled my end of the bargain. Richard's in the safest place possible now. Though, what he does from here on out is his choice. He's not the "take orders" type, too much fire in him. But...he's smart, too. I think he'll be fine. So...rest well, you lunatic girl. I knew you for all of three minutes, but...you really left an impression on me. I won't forget you.
So, where are we now? Hope. Yes, you read that right. The compound known as "Hope", built according to designs laid out by Cam, Elaine's best friend, who is sadly no long with us as of...Actually, the very same night my house was burned down. Well...sadly is kind of inadequate to describe it. The world is a worse place without that man. I'll leave it at that, I don't have the capacity to say it better.
Anyways, it's got steel walls, a huge center building, and room for like 20 people to live with plenty of space. Cam was rich, and he gave it all to Elaine when he passed on...well, what was left after financing the construction of this fortress. It's a Runner's sanctuary, and Elaine runs it as such. The kids we saved are all here, and...I haven't really posted much, cause I've really been to happy to.
It's kind of surreal, having a "home" again...having someone cook for you. A warm bed. significantly less chance of disembowelment in your sleep (always a hit at parties). I'm grateful to Elaine for letting me in here. It's really a haven.
...That's about all there is to say. I'll keep you guys posted.
Along with Elaine and Shaun, I entered the forest those poor students were in. Yeah, you guessed it, it was one of those...loops, labyrinths, call em what you will. A stretch of ground that's got some Slender influence. They twist, they turn, they trap you and lots of unpleasant shit can happen inside one, so, uh, don't get caught in one. This has been Konaa's Survival Tips.
Anyways, the thing about this loop was that it was clearly preplanned. These kids were the "pet project" of a proxy by the name of Writer. The bastard is like Spencer's old boyfriend from proxy reeduation camp or some shit like that, I don't know. Anyways, he can create these Loops and he maintained this one, to...I guess see what would happen if he trapped a bunch of kids for a few months and slowly killed them all off. Wow. I wonder what valuable data he got from that? "People die when you cut them off from the world and drive them crazy." You're just BREAKING the boundaries of science here, Doctor Writer!
Incidentally, I wonder what he'd say to that if he read this blog? Would it be...
A) "My purpose in that project is beyond a child's comprehension."
B) "Your interference has merely further my plans!"
Or C) "lol i have a crush on Spencer dont tell plz!!"
My money's on C! Though I guess it's less a "crush" and more a "psychotic and disturbing obession." (Jade, take notes.)
Anyways! We broke into the loop. Which makes it more exciting when than it was. What was it like inside? Well...it actually felt a lot like the forest where zerosword was. Creeping unease, the feeling of being watched...Old tricks. I think Writer was trying to scare us. He did stuff like make us wander into a clearing.. WITH LEAVES THAT WERE BLACK! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! oh oh and he CHANGED THE LIGHTING SOMETIMES! AND MADE SOME BUSHES RUSTLE! oh, SAVE ME, Zeke Strahm, SAVE ME from the evil scary proxy man who is flicking the light switch on and off!
more to the point...We found their camp. Scattered possessions, campfire...And five or six survivors. Can't really remember the exact amount. They were kinda pissed. First off they thought we were with them. Things didn't look up once they realized we came to rescue them and were pissed cause we only made it now. There wasn't really time to argue for a while...Because a kid got cut down by an unseen force right before our eyes.
Grim sight. But I've seen worse...sadly. Elaine and Shaun grabbed a kid each, bolted. I stayed. One, Richard, was deflecting knife thrusts from...something I couldn't see. He, another guy, and a girl named Suze were determined to go out in a blaze of glory. Suze in particular...wanted to die. Badly. I tried to grab her, thinking she was just caught up in the moment after months of this, but...I saw the look in her eyes. She was a girl who knew what she wanted. Who really had nothing left. ...And she asked me something. Asked me to save Richard. So...I did. Grabbed Rich, and dragged him away. He struggled, wanting to go back, but he was really too weak to hurt me after all he'd been through.
We made it out of the forest....out of the loop. I dropped Richard for a bit and went back in. Crazy as that sounds.
Too little, too late. It was a regular forest when I went back in. Writer took the loop down. I didn't find a single body.
I...want to say I'm sorry, Suze. But I gave you what you wanted. I guess I'm just sorry that it had to come to that. And that I didn't know you any better. Rest assured, I fulfilled my end of the bargain. Richard's in the safest place possible now. Though, what he does from here on out is his choice. He's not the "take orders" type, too much fire in him. But...he's smart, too. I think he'll be fine. So...rest well, you lunatic girl. I knew you for all of three minutes, but...you really left an impression on me. I won't forget you.
So, where are we now? Hope. Yes, you read that right. The compound known as "Hope", built according to designs laid out by Cam, Elaine's best friend, who is sadly no long with us as of...Actually, the very same night my house was burned down. Well...sadly is kind of inadequate to describe it. The world is a worse place without that man. I'll leave it at that, I don't have the capacity to say it better.
Anyways, it's got steel walls, a huge center building, and room for like 20 people to live with plenty of space. Cam was rich, and he gave it all to Elaine when he passed on...well, what was left after financing the construction of this fortress. It's a Runner's sanctuary, and Elaine runs it as such. The kids we saved are all here, and...I haven't really posted much, cause I've really been to happy to.
It's kind of surreal, having a "home" again...having someone cook for you. A warm bed. significantly less chance of disembowelment in your sleep (always a hit at parties). I'm grateful to Elaine for letting me in here. It's really a haven.
...That's about all there is to say. I'll keep you guys posted.
Monday, November 7, 2011
still with it
I'm...okay. It took a few days...but I'm okay. Head's still sort of scrambled.
I...
For once, I don't think I want to say what happened here. I know that we have some sort of fuckin' full disclosure clause with these blogs, but...What I remembered when Valkyrie looked into my eyes
I'm sorry. it hurts. those are memories I wish I still never had.
if that makes any sense at all, which it probably doesn't.
I'm alive and unhurt. just haven't really been able to function well for the past week. moving is easier now. not tripping over anything anymore. but definitely not safe enough to use the grapple.
let me tell you a little story as a side note.
50 kids walk into a forest. Ecological field trip or some bullshit. To cut straight to the punchline, the forest is a labyrinth.
They've been in there for months. And dying one after another. and the survivors are starting to lose all hope. So...that's where I'm headed next. someone's got to do something and I don't trust those idiot couriers to get the job done. I'm not terribly confident, truth be told...Breaking OUT of one of those things was hard enough, no clue on what breaking IN will be like.
most people in our community are of the opinion that those kids are a lost cause. Let me tell you right now: There's no such thing as a lost cause. giving up makes it impossible and nothing else. I'll get those pretentious punks out of that hellhole, just you wait and see.
It sure does seem like I exist only to meddle in others affairs, huh?
Well, somebody's gotta.
I...
For once, I don't think I want to say what happened here. I know that we have some sort of fuckin' full disclosure clause with these blogs, but...What I remembered when Valkyrie looked into my eyes
I'm sorry. it hurts. those are memories I wish I still never had.
if that makes any sense at all, which it probably doesn't.
I'm alive and unhurt. just haven't really been able to function well for the past week. moving is easier now. not tripping over anything anymore. but definitely not safe enough to use the grapple.
let me tell you a little story as a side note.
50 kids walk into a forest. Ecological field trip or some bullshit. To cut straight to the punchline, the forest is a labyrinth.
They've been in there for months. And dying one after another. and the survivors are starting to lose all hope. So...that's where I'm headed next. someone's got to do something and I don't trust those idiot couriers to get the job done. I'm not terribly confident, truth be told...Breaking OUT of one of those things was hard enough, no clue on what breaking IN will be like.
most people in our community are of the opinion that those kids are a lost cause. Let me tell you right now: There's no such thing as a lost cause. giving up makes it impossible and nothing else. I'll get those pretentious punks out of that hellhole, just you wait and see.
It sure does seem like I exist only to meddle in others affairs, huh?
Well, somebody's gotta.
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