Surprisingly.
I know it's been a while since I've posted. I've been .... hunting. Just wanted to pop in and say I'm still hanging around. I've just reversed my strategy. Since Running away clearly didn't work for Knightess and Spikey, I'm trying the opposite. I'm Running —more like hunting, really— TD&T down. And I'm going to find where that faceless motherfucker hides, and TORCH IT TO THE GROUND LIKE HE DID TO MY SISTER AND MY FRIEND!
....Also, Rei: please do something useful with your life and go die in a ditch somewhere no one will find your body.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Honestly...
I'm getting pretty worried about Sam. That "brain-glitch" of hers hasn't escaped my attention, and it's worrying me more that I want her to know. That's why I put a tracer in her phone and a couple on her person, just in case I need to find her. .....Before you comment, no you probably DON'T want to know how I got them, just accept that I did.
Anyway, I plan on heading out soon, I have to go buy food. Starvation ≠ okay.
With the best of luck and intentions for all,
~V Out!~
Anyway, I plan on heading out soon, I have to go buy food. Starvation ≠ okay.
With the best of luck and intentions for all,
~V Out!~
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
I'm back
It's ... been a while. A lot has happened, and I don't remember most of it. What little I do remember, though.... is the fight when I Vindicta kidnapped Sam and Gabe, then got my her aft kicked by Adrian. A lot of the ensuing time is a blank. And then I remember my song kinda floating through my head. It was quiet at first, but the weaker Vindicta got, the louder the music got, until today. Today's the first day I've been myself since Vindicta took over. And even now, I'm not feeling totally perfect, but it's the closest I've felt yet.
So... The point of all that?
Hi. I'm back. And I'm planning on staying.
So... The point of all that?
Hi. I'm back. And I'm planning on staying.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Backlog-- Date... I'm not sure.
It's V again, guys. Sam's out doing something, I'm not sure what. She left while I was asleep and didn't really leave me a note.
But yeah. I'm with Sam right now, so no need to worry. I won't hurt her; I won't let myself or anyone else hurt her. Never, never, never.
I don't know when she's coming back from the store... It's been a while already, and I'm really getting scared. What if she ran into trouble? What if she got caught? What if she got taken home by police? What if Slend-- No. No what ifs. They only scare. They aren't productive.
Alright, now down to what the title of the blog is FOR. A Chronicle.
When I .... 'Got lost' again, on the 27th of February, it wasn't just my snapping and BOOM, that's it. No. I was perfectly sane and keeping Vindicta mostly quiet. But then... That face... —or lack thereof— I will never forget it.
TD&T —that's Tall, Dark, and Tentacled, for those of you that don't recognize my acronym— he was right outside the window. I jumped up and tried to run, but he caught me around the throat and hauled me back. Another ... Whatever those things are, wrapped around my stomach and arms, pinning them to my sides. Whatever was wrapped around my throat was moved down to wrap around my legs instead with some absolutely insane degree of strength. "Wh-what do you want?" I gasped; I was afraid, obviously.
My God, that sound that ensued... I will never be able to forget it. Never. I don't know if it was only in my mind or if it was real, but it will be indelibly printed on my brain.
Dark fingers raked through my mind, tearing and fragmenting memories and thoughts, rearranging them to their will. Soon, the entire life I'd had was entirely different. I knew something was wrong, but couldn't place it. I think I chalked it up to the fact that I hadn't acknowledged TD&T yet. But he let go of me and let me stumble to me feet. I turned and faced him, bowing and smiling like a love-struck doe. I don't know how I could have, ever. I hate him. I want to kill him. But he destroyed my will, my mind, my heart... I didn't resist when he pulled me closer to him, grinning and hugging him.
There was a blogger named Lilith... That's what happened right before Sam found me. Lilith fought back and still lost, though she hurt me fairly badly in return. But that doesntchangethefactthatikilledher. ikilledherandlefthertobleedoutontheground. howcananyonebeartolookatme? imnobetterthanhimmyself! savemeplease! someonesaveme! adrian! kite! nii-san! someone! thedarknessistoodeep! imdrowninginit! saveme!
But yeah. I'm with Sam right now, so no need to worry. I won't hurt her; I won't let myself or anyone else hurt her. Never, never, never.
I don't know when she's coming back from the store... It's been a while already, and I'm really getting scared. What if she ran into trouble? What if she got caught? What if she got taken home by police? What if Slend-- No. No what ifs. They only scare. They aren't productive.
Alright, now down to what the title of the blog is FOR. A Chronicle.
When I .... 'Got lost' again, on the 27th of February, it wasn't just my snapping and BOOM, that's it. No. I was perfectly sane and keeping Vindicta mostly quiet. But then... That face... —or lack thereof— I will never forget it.
TD&T —that's Tall, Dark, and Tentacled, for those of you that don't recognize my acronym— he was right outside the window. I jumped up and tried to run, but he caught me around the throat and hauled me back. Another ... Whatever those things are, wrapped around my stomach and arms, pinning them to my sides. Whatever was wrapped around my throat was moved down to wrap around my legs instead with some absolutely insane degree of strength. "Wh-what do you want?" I gasped; I was afraid, obviously.
My God, that sound that ensued... I will never be able to forget it. Never. I don't know if it was only in my mind or if it was real, but it will be indelibly printed on my brain.
Dark fingers raked through my mind, tearing and fragmenting memories and thoughts, rearranging them to their will. Soon, the entire life I'd had was entirely different. I knew something was wrong, but couldn't place it. I think I chalked it up to the fact that I hadn't acknowledged TD&T yet. But he let go of me and let me stumble to me feet. I turned and faced him, bowing and smiling like a love-struck doe. I don't know how I could have, ever. I hate him. I want to kill him. But he destroyed my will, my mind, my heart... I didn't resist when he pulled me closer to him, grinning and hugging him.
There was a blogger named Lilith... That's what happened right before Sam found me. Lilith fought back and still lost, though she hurt me fairly badly in return. But that doesntchangethefactthatikilledher. ikilledherandlefthertobleedoutontheground. howcananyonebeartolookatme? imnobetterthanhimmyself! savemeplease! someonesaveme! adrian! kite! nii-san! someone! thedarknessistoodeep! imdrowninginit! saveme!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
It's been far too long...
It really has not been that long. But it feels very long. It has been an unpleasant amount of time, rotting. Waking on the ground after what was apparently several days there without food or water left me in a far worse mood than I began with. And an aggravated Vindicta.... Is a dangerous Vindicta. Stay out of my way, all of you. Especially you, Lucien.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
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