Saturday, March 19, 2011

he's in the house

Mask guy.

He's in the fucking house, I saw him in the living room.

We're one step ahead of him but I'm not sure how long that's going to last...we can't leave. Slendy is blocking all entrances and exits, including new ones. Stella, I promise we will fix the hole in the wall in your room.

I know who he is, too. And that just makes it so much worse. I have a loaded gun in my hand but I'm not sure if I can use it. Chester does not have a monopoly on uncertainty.

Try to believe. I have to try.



  1. fight back

    stand against


    never EVER

    give in

    we are angels

    and we must smite demons

  2. You have to breathe calmly, and easy.

    If he gets a hold of the gun, its going to get worse.

    If you see him, aim for center of mass.

    Don't shoot to wound.
    Shoot to kill.

    Don't expect him to fall down with one shot, even gut shot, he'll be able to do things for up to 5-10 minutes, more if he's a revenant.

    Please, for the love of god.
    Be safe.

  3. If he doesn't react to the shot, empty the clip into him. Try and walk the bullets up to his head.

    If need be, get into a crouching position. Its more stable, allows you to keep the recoil in control, and your aim steadier.

  4. Your attempting to give them advice is admirable, but it's too late now.

    She managed to get a shot in before I tranquillised her. She's a feisty one, isn't she?


  5. Who are you?

    Are you...

    I'm almost scared to ask, but are you...him?


  6. Him? Him as in He That Is? or him as in He That Just Tranq'd your favourite New Zealanders?

    Since it's the latter. C:


  7. No.

    I can't believe I'm asking this, but...

    Do you know anyone related to Chester?



    asking hard questions now are we.


    I don't. C:


  9. Are you related to Chester?

    Are you his brother?
    Also, I find it humorous that you pick on two people who have done nothing to you. Why not pick on someone like me? I wonder how many times it'd take me kneeing you in the face for your fucking mask to break and for you to beg me to stop.

  10. Also: I hope you bleed out you son of a bitch.

  11. jedi, I was about the post an expletive-laden rant but you just pretty much summarised it.


  12. Ohhhhh Jedi found the loophole. I don't know anyone related to Chester, because I don't count myself.

    Hello. I'm H. Just H. It stands for lots of things. You may just learn a few of them C:


  13. ...Hell.

    Hell, hell, hell.

    I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

  14. Until I know your name, I'll call you Harold.

    Let them go you bastard!

  15. ...I'm Chester's brother. Harrison. I thought he said that earlier. You're pretty unobservant, dude. It's also short for "Harry", which was my nickname, and "Headlights", because I'm a fan of Redlight.

    Oh I might. I'll tell you lads and ladies what the deal is tomorrow. You can have them back, if you like, but there's a catch.

  16. Harrison...Harry, whatever you want to call yourself, I don't care...please, he's your brother. Just let them go. You don't have to do this.


  17. Apparently nobody taught you how to detect sarcasm and when someone was trying to get under your skin.

    So, Harry Plopper, Why're you doing this?

  18. That's where you're wrong. I have to do this. They're too dangerous. People are beginning to look to them. They're not making enough mistakes. We didn't choke the weed because we thought it would die by itself as many others have, but it's got too strong. We have to deal with it.

    I'm not an unkind man. You will decide their fate, in the end. You're lucky I was assigned this job rather than one of the more bloodthirsty agents. They would be dead by now, if that had been the case.


  19. You don't have to do this, you're *choosing* to do this.

    And I know why.

    Deep down.
    Deeep down.
    Behind that mask.

    You're a scared little bitch.

    You're so terrified that you're willing to kill your OWN baby brother, your own flesh and blood. As long as you don't have to have responsibility for your actions.

    Fuck the 'infection', you've a rational mind, apparently. Better than most proxies, I'd imagine. You are choosing this. You are choosing to be this things little bitch and pray that it doesn't one day tire of you and rip you apart, limb by fucking limb.

    You 'are not an unkind man'? What kind of man are you? What kind of being are you? A coward? Someone who kills family just for their own safety? Someone who lives for orders, just so they don't have to have the worries of making decisions for yourself?

    I suggest you take a good, long look at yourself, what you are.

    You've still a chance. You are still at the edge of the abyss. Once you do this, every speck of humanity will be gone from your very soul.

    Step away from it.

  20. ...Are you trying to redeem me, the same way you redeemed Tenebria? Seems like such a pity to turn such a good operative into an insecure little girl with nowhere to go, you know.


  21. No, I'm trying to save what little of your humanity is left.

    I can't redeem you, you have to redeem yourself. No one can pull you to safety, you must make the choice yourself.

    Your brother went crazy at first, you know.
    Looking for you. Wanting to find the brother that was denied him, taken from him, lost to him.

    Here you've found him, and instead of the loving reunion, you're threatening to kill him.

    I noticed you offered no rebuttals, no attempts to disprove my statements. Could it be they ring true? Could it in fact be, that some small part of you realizes the truth, and even now, cannot deny it?

    A man chooses. A slave, obeys.
    Are you a man? Are you a slave? Or are you simply a tool? A thing, used when that black suited bastard doesn't wish to do things himself?

    Thing about tools, they wear out. They need to be replaced.

    I wonder when you'll be replaced.

  22. I wonder when I will be replaced, indeed.

    Well, what happens from now on is a choice you and the other bloggers will make.


  23. Oh? A choice?

    Here's my choice.
    You let Chester and Vivi go, take off that mask, and try living as a person instead of that things pet.

  24. I'm sorry, but I don't count that as a vote.