Messenger's Report

I'm here to report the death of Jonas Dorowitz. You know him as Joce. What with all that's been happening lately, it took a while to get this done.

He was abducted by one of our people two weeks ago, given a whiff of chloroform, and then hauled over to a pit at some construction site filled with rainwater, where his head was shoved underwater until, well...you know.  Pretty brutal, yeah, but what's done is done.

His body was then cremated, and his ashes spread over the Hollywood sign.  Overkill, in my opinion, but hey, Janus apparently has a flair for the dramatic.  Jonas' parents were told that he had been in a car accident, and that his body had been too maimed to be recovered.

Let's all have a moment of silence for Jonas Dorowitz, Jon Joce, bard of truths.

Okay, blog's over.  Nothing to see here, people.  Move along.

-Don't Shoot The Messenger-

S⊗ much fun

The crime rates in California are so high that nobody notices one more death. Well, of course they do. But they don't care. Yes they do. No, they don't!

I've heard drowning is a bad way to go. And in that disgusting rainwater, too. Unless you like that sort of thing. Which nobody does. Yes they do. No, they don't.

Anyway, goodbye.

Seventy-⊗ne

Since the twerp is too difficult to turn, I'm just supposed to make him have an accident. No I'm not. Yes I am.

What kind of accident?

Hm.

Hit by a car? Too obvious. Too obvious.

Um...

Well, the dragon-thing isn't a problem anymore. Or a dragon. I'll take credit for that. No I won't. I messed with his eyes a little. It was just a gecko. No it wasn't. But he's sort of unconscious now. Yes he is. The boy. Not the gecko. Exactly. Good.

Right. Thrown off a building? Too contrived. No it's not. That could work. No it couldn't.

Well, I'll let you know if I manage something. No I won't. Gotta be a secret. No it doesn't. I love bragging.

Chapter Seventy: League Terseness

And also Post #100.

So I've been feeling useless lately. One, I've got no kind of training. Of any kind. Two, I have no resources at my disposal; no weapons, no magic, no incredible intelligence (pretty good intelligence if I do say so myself, but it hasn't helped me so far), no nothing. The best things I have at my disposal are my imagination and unfathomable, yet oft-temporary optimism. And the best way I can put that to use is through writing. And so far the best my writing has done is...nothing. Unless you count it coming to life. And this is where we come to today's topic: writing coming to life. Not my writing, or anyone's writing in particular, really. Now, I'm not very sure of a lot of things anymore, especially not after the events of the last few months, but I'm fairly certain that right now, sitting there, across the room from me, as I rest here typing this on the good Samaritan's air mattress, sitting there, 'pon the windowsill, sitting there, is a reptile with certain avian, feline, and strangest of all mammalian qualities. I am fairly certain that this reptile is a bit hungry. I am fairly certain that this reptile is injured. I am fairly certain that I am astonished at the presence of such a reptile, though ever since I was little I have maintained a firm belief in this kind of reptile. I am fairly certain that this reptile is, indeed, as pale as the clouds, with all their imitation-silver linings. Finally, I am fairly certain that I have no idea what to feed to a dragon.

*Joooooooooooooooce. What do I do?

Chapter Sixty-Nine: California, Yeahhhh!

Take that, and rewind it back.

Obviously that's not an anagram but I wanted to do song lyrics for a post title once, because everyone has to at some time or another.

I have family here. I'm not sure if I should go to them, but they're here and maybe they can help. Until then I'm living in a good Samaritan's guest room. I have some money but not much - whatever I saved up of my allowance. Also, I haven't been able to get online for a while, so just this morning I went out to an Internet cafe (I do have a laptop with me, but it's charging) and managed to check the blogs, and apparently there is or was or is going to be an attack on San Francisco. Smart. I'm smart. So smart. Considering Scott only posted about it yesterday, I'm guessing I could still be in trouble. Especially if Janus gets reinforcements.

In other news, Janus managed to follow me. Not like I wouldn't expect him to, but at least he's not hurting anyone at home.

Oh gods. I'm homesick. So homesick. I'm going to go write.

*Joce

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Owl Hounds' Ruin

Should I?

I have nothing to lose.

Except my life. But I'm no safer here with Janus.

Should I Run? Is that smart?

*Joce

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Joust Defend! Aha!

How did you get back, Janus?

Why are you still alive?

And what sadistic plans do you have for me this time?

And where's Maze?

*Joce

Chapter Sixty-Six: Hell = Real, Neo

He's not scary.

He stopped being scary a long time ago, when I realized for myself what he is.

His servants aren't scary.

Janus stopped being scary the first time I heard him speak.

Maze - well, Maze was always a little scary.

Boggart wasn't around long enough to be scary.

Morningstar was never scary. Just sadistic.

Alder is too incompetent to be scary. Usually.

The list goes on and on. Not even the rain scares me anymore, really. Nothing is scary anymore.

So why am I so scared?

*Joce

Chapter Sixty-Five: Gorge Boasting

Boggart left. I don't know where or why or how or what or when or whatever but I came home and he wasn't here. Which is good, because I didn't like him.

In other news, the return, sort of, of M has spurred me to remember his three rules, so I am currently sitting on the roof of my house and typing this from my mom's Netbook.

He's doing that creepy head-tilt thing. How do I get him to leave me alone?

*Joce?

P.S. Screw that. I'm Joce.

*Joce

Chapter Sixty-Four: Accessory Stunt

Funny thing about constructs; they're all in the mind.

You give me rain, I give you a godsdamned umbrella.

Fuck you, Boggart, fuck you and your tea, and your Jaffa cakes and your gelato and your sushi and your fear,

fuck

you.

Fuck that.

In other news, I just saw Pirates 4, loved it. Reviews haven't been good. But I loved it.

*Joce?

Chapter Sixty-Three: Cruf's Names Are

You all don't seem to care much.

I mean, it's not like he's experiencing all of his living Nightmares in one very simple construct or anything.

Bugger it all. At least pray for him, will you? Especially considering he's inadvertently whacked me in the nose a few times, little shit that he is.

-Boggart

Chapter Sixty-Two: Rarify Deaf

A shame that such simple things as technology set us back so far. Let's recap, yes?


Friday, the thirteenth of May, 2011.


Isn't it fun?


You know, friggatriskaidekaphobia isn't actually one thing - no, I take that back. It is. But the superstitions around Friday the thirteenth aren't - it's the result of a combination of the Fear of Friday and the Fear of thirteen. In some places, for example Italy (there's a brilliant gelato place on the outskirts of Venice - I can't remember what it's called, but mm), thirteen is lucky (in Italy, 17 is considered unlucky).


Many consider seven to be a Lucky Number, as well as three, and sometimes five. Ten is a solid base used in many places. (What's wrong with the Metric System, Americans?)


In much of Asia, the number four is unlucky and related to Death, because the word for four in - Chinese, I think - and the word for Death are the same (shi).


In some other parts of Asia, like Japan (try sushi with honey and gelato, mmmm) the number nine is unlucky as well; the word for nine (ku or kyu) can be taken as shorthand for kurushimu, which means "Suffering" or "Pain".


What's that, mathematicians of the World? Oh, yes - four plus nine equals thirteen.


In a more indirect example, if you take the 17 from before and subtract its first digit from its second, you get six, a number widely and wildly associated with the devil.


And unhappy day for all those poor folks at work or school today; the Japanese also have a word for literally working yourself to Death: karoshi.


And then there's Phobias. And Phages, and Phobophages, but we'll get to those later. Let's list a few of my favorites, shall we?


Dendrophobia: The Fear of Trees.
Erythrophobia/Erytophobia/Ereuthophobia: The Fear of Redlights, blushing, or red.
Nomatophobia: The Fear of Names.
Nyctophobia: The Fear of Dark or Night.
Ombrophobia/Pluviophobia: The Fear of Rain or being Rained on.
Taphephobia/Taphophobia: The Fear of being buried alive or of cemeteries.
Tyrannophobia: The Fear of Tyrants.
Xylophobia: The Fear of wood or Forests.
Zelophobia: The Fear of jealousy.


So that's Fear in a nutshell for you. All in the mind. It may be so that the only thing to Fear is Fear itself, but then you end up Fearing the Fear of Fear and ugh, it's a bloody cycle. When you're feeling Fear, you're probably not feeling Fear, but instead the Fear of your expected Fear - he's said all this before, hasn't he? Well, I call it the Scarecrow Effect.


I've just told you quite a bit about myself, really, so I'm being really generous in not taunting you at all or anything. I'm feeling a bit peckish though, so I'm off to grab some Jaffa cakes. Make some tea. Oh, but I do love Jaffa and tea, as stereotypical of me as they may be.


I'll keep his pattern nice and tidy for when he comes back. I do so love anagrams.


-Boggart

Chapter Sixty-One: A Guy's Hymn

Remember a long time ago when I postulated that the redlights are actually prostitutes, and the Slender Man is their pimp?

NEW THEORY: The Shy Guys are the redlights, and Bowser is their Master before he went on a serious diet.

They all wear red hoodies and masks. Granted, the redlights we've known usually don't wear masks, but still: Coincidence?

I think not.

Scary, huh?

*Joce?

Chapter Sixty: Tackles Inflict

Can't tell if sick, or just in incredible trouble. I've stayed at home both yesterday AND today and from the looks of things I'll probably stay at home again tomorrow, although my parents might not like that.

It's been happening a lot. The last few times I've been sick enough to stay home from school and we went to the doctor the doctor always says I'm fine. I never have a fever, but every other symptom instead. Stomachache, headache, earache, eyeache, everythingache, sore throat, nausea, you name it.

Although I do get to stay home from school, which is always a good thing.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Venereal Roof

Even Ved's disappeared now.

AND I'M BACK AT SCHOOL

MY LIFE IS STARTING TO SUCK

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Eight: None, Grampa T!

Well, it's back to school and - where did Monday go? ARGH. While the cat's away


Stuff is probably gonna start going down, 'specially with Mr Reintegration Tablet. The mice will play


And just got Invisalign installed in my face. So that's great.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Earthly Appeals

Ahhhh what the fuck happened to Saturday.

The last thing I remember is coming down the hallway from the basement to my temporary bedroom/computer room/TV room and opening the door, which for some reason was closed when it's almost ALWAYS open. It's true, it's true, he disappeared

After that? Blank until this morning, when I got EASTER CHOCOLATE YAY

Favorite part. FAVORITE. PART.

But that's not...I also got a lot of books and some shirts and stuff, but that's not the important part! Someone help me out. Like the chocolate guy with bunny ears?

P.S. Look! http://utopiaverse.weebly.com/

I made a website-ish thing-esque thing for my books' universe.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Six, Page Two

I'm all alone now...the other two disappeared.

-Ved

Chapter Fifty-Six: Iced Picnic Cone

I just wanted to share this...didn't make it, but thought...well. In the trees, in the trees

*Joce? The place to be, the bee's knees

Chapter Fifty-Five, Page Two

I was searching through our garage today (a very dirty place) when I found this. We didn't make it, who could it be
The text says:

7 year olds or old-er
too scary, no little kids.
1 Penny each
Trust me, you'll love this game
Ace's paper stand.
On sale

Obviously it feels like something I made a long time ago when a penny was rich. I can't remember what the game was or if I made any money or who Ace was (probably me), or the paper stand or whatever. It looks like my seven-year-old handwriting, that's for sure. Could it be, could it be, could it be He?

What I do remember is burning it. Tricky tricky, don't play with fire

The reason I remember this is because it was about three, four months ago; before all this started. We were having a great fat bonfire, come one, come all, bring all your burnables, and I dug this up out of the garage, and I laughed at it, and I threw it in. There was a big WHOOSH. It made a really big spire of fire. Despite whatever might be your desire

Someone's giving me a message. Which SUCKS, because it's SPRING BREAK and the only two people I know personally who would want to do such a thing ARE DEAD.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Five: Banker Sprig

Spring break is going awesome. We may not have shown ourselves in the ground

Also, I just read Reach's post about Ava being pregnant. I dunno how I missed that. The Power Of Love is strong! Admittedly it hasn't helped me much. But it's a good thing, even if it can't defeat the Slender Man, it can empower us to find another way. But we're still around, oh, we're still around

That is all. Forever and ever and ever around

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Four: Upstage Litany

Wow, nice one, Joce, I just posted something without anything in it. Well, what I was TRYING to say was I just saw Rio (pretty good), I've got some soda (really good), and movie popcorn (bliss). Tasty snacky yummy treats

I'm also listening to the four-hour recording of our D&D session from yesterday, in which I flipped off the Prince of the Dark Fey Court (I tried to convince him it was a gesture of respect in halfling culture, but it didn't work). All the best that can't be beat

This Guess guy. I hate riddles. Why are you giving out MORE riddles? Give us something good to eat

...You're not the one leeching my wifi, are you? And we won't trick you in the heat.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Three, Page Two

I question the survivability of our party - when both the drow ranger and drow druid get lost in the woods. We run and jump and leap and hide

It was a part of the story, and they WERE enchanted woods, mind, but come on. Won't you look and see inside?

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Three: Scary, Noisy Id

You know, lots of us bloggers have some kind of idiosyncrasy - they hear voices, they have two personalities, they have superpowers. I spy, with my little eye

But...not me. My only problem is - well - not that. Two little wittle homonculi,

Well, that's a fun secret to give out. Making trouble for Jo-Jo boy.

Om nom nom...Nothing to say, really - uh...EVERYONE SHOULD STOP BEING DEPRESSED IT'S NOT HELPING. The worst of pains has passed for now

Spring breaaaaak. We have to do this year-long project for school, and I'm writing ANOTHER novel on top of the first one, but I don't have Microsoft Word installed on my computer :( We're just making mischief, would you like to know how?

*Joce? Shan't reveal that, but shall tell you the words are coming alive for him, YOW!

Chapter Fifty-Two, Page Two

I'd like to talk about something that's been bothering me: the Redlights. Testing, testing, 123!

The reason for this is I have a theory about them: they're prostitutes. Look at me, you can't see!

There's a lot of them, they show up everywhere, they make deals, they work for a violent man in a suit, they're tricky, and THEIR NAME IS REDLIGHT. Like...the Red-light district.

I am actually...partially serious here. Invisible to all but me,

I hope you laughed.

DnD tomorrow. I'll try and record the session. My digital recorder has like, 75 hours available at any time, so, yeah, great. Testing, testing, 123.

*Joce?

Chapter Fifty-Two: Mailbag Lash

A sham, a sham, all a big sham...that's what it was.

Janus never served any fucking "Erlking". That's ridiculous. It was all to - to kill Frap...

This I know because I have extensively been studying various things about energy recently, thanks to Janus and Maze and the energy...I could - trace it - I knew...I could...I knew...Frap was...trapped. In his own mind. It's...complicated. Imagine that there was a big floating room in the sky, anchored to Frap's mind...the others - Sharpie and Astrid and Murphy - they - they...they were in the room; and Frap was in the room...they - Frap was...Frap...I don't...I guess - what was the word he used...simulacrum. His body was sort of here, but not...totally. It was...hidden...and not really here...like...a ghost...I feel like Drake with all these ellipses...not to be offensive, of course. They were - and - the only way...the energy...

They had to put their own energy into this to make it - if - if the...if it...if the construct stopped needing energy, mainly because there was nothing to keep trapped anymore, it would...end. Suddenly. Abruptly. And kill them. If they closed it, themselves, then Frap and whoever hadn't died would be left alive...anyone who died in there...died for real. But if they had closed it, on purpose, anyone who hadn't died would be...back. And...but they...died. Sharpie died immediately upon entering - it - it doesn't like animals. It...Murphy then killed A...I can't...my gods, I can't type her name...Atch...and then himself - that's it...they were gone. But Frap was still there. Alone and sad and whimpering and feeding on granola and water, but...alive. And so the construct had a reason to keep going. But then - when he - he...it. I can't...the energy supply was also drawing partly from the prisoners and - it...together they provided a large percent - and then Sharpie died, that took a small chip of it - and a bit more energy had to be taken from the others...and then - and then she and him, they...they died - and so Frap had to give more energy or else the construct would shut down and they couldn't have that, so they took it - but then - then when he...all that energy was coming from nowhere, and...there was...a gap.

So the energy flowed out of them in an attempt to fill the gap.

And there was too much energy flowing out of them.

And they...

Kicked the bucket.

On a...brighter note. I am now the proud owner of Minecraft T-shirts. 3 Creeper Moon, Powered by Redstone, & Diamond Crafting. Or whatever they're called.

And - the only thing - there's - most of them - they're gone...the little ones...but - but Justo - and Ved - and Woden - I don't - they're...everyone else - is gone - they're...still here.

I've got - access. To Janus and Maze's accounts. I...they were leeching my wifi. Not too hard. Not for me, anyway. I'll...set myself up as admin again. Change this back to normal. On - on the other hand...I kinda like it like this...Simple. I'll - I'll change my profile too...

I don't - I don't want to be Joce anymore...I'm no hero, I'm not...not like he is in the book...but I don't - I need to keep - a secret...at least...one.

Just...just...call me Joce for now. I'll...try and figure out who I am soon.

*Joce(?)

♫

If if if it with and then seventeen? No, but the it has to got it's only only right if you need to prepare the surroundings the for the and then where the if it. It is is the and then. The the and if he comes at the right time you can harness moon moon the night hunting at night night in the forest. Of course the sun has has the and it power an explosion of energy the the the. But what what if the interference from the the construct? That could could mess up up up big time. Should account that what for which the it. Must keep working.

♪Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind♪

The Master Is Coming

And He will DESTROY you, Janus, and He will TAKE the boy for Himself and no amount of little winged beasts or demonic kings can stop Him.

I hope you liked your present.

The Early Bird

It catches the worm, does it not? I believe that since we started earlier, we have finished earlier. The boy's...changes are complete. His mind...well, to put this more gently...

After so long, my German is getting a bit rusty...I believe the correct way of saying it is, "Es hat gebrochen"? It broke. His mind, that is.

Let me tell you a Geheimnis. A secret. I do not serve the freak that Maze calls Master. No, my lord is one infinitely more powerful and infinitely more wondrous. No - I am a knight, and I serve a king. No, I am not under the command of Maze. No, I do not plan to give the boy to her Master. No, these past few weeks were not to turn the boy to her side. No, I do not argue with myself. No, from the very beginning this was to let the boy achieve what many others could not - a way - a way to bring my lord into the world more...permanently. No, these little...monsters you call fairies did not come out of nowhere - I summoned them, in an attempt to, as you say, get the ball rolling. No, my lord does not lead the others - but he does lead - but he does take a pivotal role in the Jagd. I cannot fathom all the glorious purposes of my liege, but he assists the Hunt in ways that no one else could. It is interesting that the boy decided to nickname one of the Little People "Woden", as he is the leader my lord follows - as he is Wodan as he is Odin as he is the leader of the Hunt, as he is the leader my lord follows, although the "fairy" is nothing but that. No doubt he will get so caught up in all the excitement that his tiny little heart will give out.

The boy is to be rechristened "Regen", in honor of his recent experiences with Wasser. Besides a multitude of other reasons, the cleansings of his mind, body and soul have washed away the scent, the Gestank of human from him, leaving Regen free to join in the Hunt if he so wishes - but only after he has managed to bring my lord here.

I will be helping him, of course. He does not know all the important details of how to do it. What he is needed for is efficiency and knowledge, and perhaps some higher mathematics.

No doubt this is a bit of a shock, ja? I believe you'd call it an Ass Pull. You better watch your asses, then, lest they get pulled up into the Hunt's path.

So, now I only need to dispose of Maze and we can begin...

No More Reasons

To keep it as it was - we no longer need to use his own account, do we? We should, it'd be easier. No, this is much better!

We can simply invite ourselves.

Well, I'd like to share with you something the boy has made.

Very pretty, don't you think? The ugliest thing I've ever seen.

Oh, dear, Frap, yes...you're in a location that can only be escaped via our permission...or death. Not that you'd actually escape if you died - but do you really want to spend the rest of your likely truncated life eating granola? There should be a veritable mountain of the stuff nearby somewhere.

Yes, Sharpie is dead. The place...I'm not entirely sure what to call it, really, Maze designed it. (She couldn't have done it without me.) Yes she could. In fact, she did. Shut up. It doesn't like animals very much. I'm surprised you did not die yourself.

Soon, soon. Soon, all the plans will come together...

Chapter Fifty-⊗ne: Berserk Pi M⊗⊗n

I know that Janus said two days, but we can't wait. We have such fun plans for the boy.

Frap, I can see you there! Don't think you'll be able to help! We're gonna get you out of here as soon as possible! No, we're not, it's fun having you around. You better not get comfortable!

Anyway, if you want to know what's happening to the bratwerp right now, here's a hint or two.

Additional Reading Material: 07/04/011

I guess I have been forgetting...

12:00 AM

-Sleep

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7:00 AM

-Awoken

-Rush to get ready

-Shakespeare

8:00 AM

-More Shakespeare

-Finish FMA Volume 2, others are checked out

9:00 AM

-Exponential functions

10:00 AM

-MORE EXPONENTIAL FUNCTIONS

11:00 AM

-Theater

-Break down monologue into beats

-Practice (I chose the merchant scene from Aladdin)

-Lunch (don't eat)

12:00 PM

-More practice

1:00 PM

?

2:00 PM

-Boredom

-Boredom

-Minecraft

3:00 PM

?

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9:00 PM

-Sleep

10:00 PM

-Nightmare

-Wake up

-Sleep

11:00 PM

-Sleep

Chapter Fifty, Page Tw⊗

Trouble, little one? Angry at the fools?

I would be too, but they are only tools

Of a greater evil, that is to say

How does it feel to have less than two days?

Chapter Fifty: Hallway Teamster

Problem? Kids at school are dicks.

Suggested course of action? Kill them all.

Solution? Kill.

Kill the rage.

I feel like shit. It was them again, they were altering my emotions...

Kid at school: Why are you so ugly? And smell bad? And fat?

Me: I have a rare Japanese disease called Fukayu.

Another kid: I was GONNA slam the door in your face, but I thought that'd be mean.

Me: And deadly.

Kid: How would it be deadly?

Me: I'd kill you.

Kid: Oh. Ha. (SHIT!)

I just finished reading the book, Black Swan Green. There's this BEAUTIFUL character, Madame Crommelynck. She spews wisdom like, like, like a Squirtle spews Water Gun. Bad example. What spews? She also INSPIRES wisdom in the narrator/main character, Jason Taylor. I hope I'm not violating copyrights by quoting this...I just love it so much.

"The sequence of doors we passed made me think of all the rooms of my past and future. The hospital ward I was born in, classrooms, tents, churches, offices, hotels, museums, nursing homes, the room I'll die in. (Has it been built yet?)"

Has it been built yet? The room I'll die in, well, I don't know.

Or this, said by a Gypsy:

"'Know what fire is?' Knife Grinder's cough's a dying man's cough. 'Fire's the sun, unwindin' itself out o' the wood.'"

Or this, after Jason returned a wallet with several hundred pounds in it to his worst enemy:

"Wilcox got to thirty. He took a deep breath, then remembered me, witnessing his utter relief. 'So now I'm s'posed to kiss yer arse, am I?' His face snarled up. 'Tell yer how grateful I am?'

As usual, I didn't know how to reply to him.

Poor kid."

I loves it.

I auditioned for the Murder Mystery Dinner Theater yesterday, but I doubt I got any part. There were only seven, anyway. I could be a waiter, I guess.

*Joce

Chapter Forty-Nine: Sedated Peerage

I could fucking kill them. I could rip their heads off their shoulders. I could break their bones with two fingers. I could paralyze them for life. They have no damn right to be as fucking moronic as they are. I want to see their heads on pikes. I want to see them begging at my feet for mercy. I want to see their guts strung out on the trees. Those damned morons, those fuckers, I can't take it anymore. They tease me for my hair, for my face, for my height, for my weight, for my clothes, and all it would take is for me to let go, to stop holding back, they'd be snapped like a twig. Even my parents, they control me, they insult me, they won't STOP, I could, I could, I could, I could, but I won't, I need them...but the others...I could tug their limbs off and feast on their tiny little brains for breakfast, I always hold back. I can't control my own strength unless I don't use it, I don't like fighting I don't think it's a good solution but it is often the best solution. The teachers who think they know so much more than me, the teachers who think you know me so well, who think you can tell me what to do and how to do it and why I do it and everyone who tells me what I think and what I say and why I do things and what I'm feeling and what I know I could rip your dirty little head off your disgusting little shoulders and feed it to the wolves, I could pluck out your toes and put them in with the pig slop, I could shove a damn lit match up your damn ass. I try to hide it, I act like I'm not mad, I act like I'm not scared, I act like I'm not insulted, I hide the tears I pass them off as allergies and nobody disbelieves me because I wear glasses I try not to break the desk from its legs and deck them with it, I try I try I try but they don't understand and I just want to beat it into them into them into them into them don't don't I don't WANT them to please don't, I want to kill them I want them to die or leave or beat some sense into them or something and there's only one way I can do it without fear of consequence and I broke the vase and smashed the glass and throttled a damn water bottle. I could destroy everything in this house, sometimes, I could just destroy it all and watch it burn, sometimes I just want to set the moon on fire just to watch it burn, I just want to destroy it all. The kids at school they don't get it they threaten death they try to act so tough they don't understand what comes with it they don't understand how naturally difficult it would be to kill another living being to take their life but I couldn't do it either but I want to so bad I just want them out of it I want someone to provoke me enough that it's justified I want to be able to smash them up across the wall and show them how fucking hard it is to be me I could humiliate them I could break them until they stopped bending they don't deserve it they deserve nothing less I want to fucking smash them into next week I don't want them around anymore stop stop DON'T FUCKING TRY AND BREAK ME IT'S GONNA FAIL it's not gonna work you can't break me I know who I am and I have my morals and you're not going to FUCKING take those from me I'm so FUCKING angry right now but I know who I am and what I am and why I am and maybe I know who I can take it out on NO, I don't care about PROXIES or SLENDY or ANY of that shit right now it's the fuckers that deserve my wrath it's them that needs to be taught a lesson they go to SCHOOl tto bet utaught but the tteachersr dont know shit they cant teach themw hat they need to be ewtaught i need to fucking fuckigngngngngngnnangfg..,mh\

Chapter Forty-Eight: If Fir, Airfare Is For Sean, Ma

The fairies the fairies the fairies am I imagining them? They're so real, they're real, just like the rain, the rain.

That's horrible grammar. I get that way when thinking about this stuff.

The rain was real. It was as real as it could be without being real to anyone else. It was so real, so real, it gave me burns and burns and burns and burns and I couldn't breathe...the burns were real, real, the choking was real, it was all real, the only thing nobody else could feel was the rain...

The burns, they went away at around noon yesterday, but they were there. Everyone saw them. They were like...like acid. Like little splashes of burns, like they had been created from a splash of a drop of water...the water, the water, I was choking all day, I could hardly breathe, they almost took me to the hospital...

The fairies the fairies they help. They're very silly. They mostly look like you'd expect them to, but only a few have wings and some of them have more or less arms and some of them are wearing different styles and eras of clothing and some of them are hairy and some of them are monstrous and some of them are cutesy. The ones that don't have wings usually ride on birds, except Arnold who rides a bat. The ones that do are mostly have butterfly wings but some of them have feathery wings and some of them have bat wings and some of them can sort of glide and one or two of the younger ones, the children, they can just fly and float and hover without any wings or anything.

They help me find things sometimes. They don't clean like Toot-Toot's crew, but the house is always spotless anyway, thanks to me-with-allergies and every other-week-housekeeping-service.

I've I've I've, metal cylinder. I've been puking a dys of a lot.

They have really really long names, like, supercalifragilisticexpialadocious times ten, but I've got a sort of familial nickname and familiar nickname, as in, familial that they use amongst themselves (especially their families) and familiar that they (I assume) happily let me use, since I'm only human and no good at remembering the really big ones. Here's...what do I call them? They're not the most important, but...they're the least shy, I guess. Most of the others don't come much closer than dancing in light patterns in the sky on clear nights.

Teryakenaragorthis - Terry. A bit of a chubby fellow. Huge sweet tooth. Very human. Butterfly wings.

Martchanayderon - Marty. Likes shiny things and swimming. Four arms & toga.

Farrunatapawoh - Farris. She's very shy. Creates nature-art. Humany.

Svakonakowako - Sherry. For a little person, she's a daredevil. Four arms and butterfly wings.

Aplonamadoran - Arnold. Strongest of the lot. Kind of looks like a goblin. Hairy. Loincloth. Rides on bats.

Onadwaleighrach - Justo. Which came from "Just call me O. Just...O." Very dark and scary. Humany. Usually wears what appears to be leather.

Wodashintokago - Woden. (As a joke.) Hard to describe. Basically human, but with slightly off proportions and features and things. No wings, but best flier or rider on any animal.

Vudizerax - Ved. Apparently genderless. Shapeshifts. Leader of the lot. Also looks rather gobliny, but more in a sly, wiry way than muscly and hairy. Insectoid wings.

Most of them (including the ones not listed here!) prefer "fairies". Ved, Arnold, AND Woden prefer "faeries". They're the only ones. Nobody else does. The fly-without-wings kids, now that I think of it, doesn't like either of the options. Both of them (twins; a boy and a girl) say the "folk", as in, Fair Folk, or Little Folk, I suppose.

The cylinder the cylinder. I had a dream last night where it broke open in the middle and poured out blackness onto everything and I drowned in it and drowned and burned and burned and rraghart.h

OUCH! What was that for?...Sherry just hit me!

I made a godsdamn promise and I'm keeping it. Not doing my best, not trying, I'm keeping it, I'm not giving in to those twits. Twits? Twerps? Twizzlers? I shan't be broken.

Oh, MAN. The one thing you really would smile at is when they start typing on the computer. They jump all across the keyboard or lean over and press buttons or flutter around. It's great.

They've even got an Internet-capable phone. I might take it if I could (they're devious! and what if they start commenting? Oh, I just jinxed myself...) but they hide their valuables really well. They sneak in at night to charge it when everyone's sleeping.

What else? Fuck you, Maze. I know Janus is only your subordinate and not entirely mentally stable, and so I can't blame him for posting creepy rhymes on my blog, (good timing, by the way) but what kind of jackass are you to do this to me and him and everyone?

*Joce

Chapter F⊗rty-Seven: A Backlash Beep

Even the Bard could not hear my song

But soon 'twill be time for you to sing along

Not a hard rhyme if you know where to look

Yet, think of this: How do you like your meat? Cooked?

For that is how your mind shall be

Can't guess what we're going to do, see?

It shall be in less time than before that you'll break

Only to become a servant of the Master, so he spake

Additional Reading Material: 04/04/011

Aggggh, my head hurts. Here we go.

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-Holy shit

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-Soaked

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-Review for test on Wednesday

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-Keyboarding

-Fingers moved so fast I set the place ablaze

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-Gym

-Headache

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-More gym

-Waiting outside

-Fake fire alarm

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-Waiting to go inside

-Lunch (don't eat anything...)

-Lots of water

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-Practice test

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-HBO movies

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-Eat more

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-Can't find metal cylinder

-Find metal cylinder

-Feel relieved

-Wonder why the fuck I felt relieved

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Chapter F⊗rty-Six, Page Tw⊗

I hate to interrupt his majesty's midnight rantings

But I've heard you all like poems

And quite a few of you are good with riddles

So here's one for ya

The king indeed much more prefers me

Than ever he has done for the number three

In the hallowed halls of an institute, without a single ray

of sunshine, I'm the time you spend every week, in days

Half your last but with thy first

In due time, your mind will burst

Your favorite number, plus your least

THIS many digits were baked into the cannibal's half-feast

And lest these rhymes do prove too potent

Then the amount of voices inside your friend's head shall be your hint

Chapter Forty-Six: Talent Bowler

They TOOK my weekend.

I don't CARE that Janus tried to cut the connections to my prefrontal cortex with an improvised orbitoclast that consisted of a rusty dagger and a stick he found on the ground. I don't CARE that I got waterboarded by Maze. I don't CARE that I could have died or been seriously mentally altered. I don't CARE about any of the things that happened over the weekend. I don't CARE about any of that shit right now, because they fucking TOOK my WEEKEND.

Yes, Rebecca Black, Saturday was NOT tomorrow and Sunday did NOT come afterwards

, because at midnight on Friday I blacked out for the next forty-eight hours.

I could have had a NICE weekend. I could have seen Source Code and Hop and Rodrick Rules and every other godsdamn movie out there. I could have stuffed myself on cheesepuffs and cream soda. But no. They just HAD to do this on the weekend.

Look at this! Look at what he did to me with his rusty dagger and stick!

Look at it! It looks like nothing! That could even be a freckle...Shit. Now I've got to check if that's a freckle. It's not a freckle! I don't have any freckles on my face! I assure you, it's red and irritated and scabbed and now it's bleeding...It was a lot worse a while ago! A lot, lot worse. I have a massive headache, even if "Talent Bowler" is an anagram of "All Better Now", I have a massive massive massive headache. He did a HORRIBLE job of trying to lobotomize me or wipe my memories or whatever he was doing, all he managed was stabbing me in the nose.

Man, I really need to shave.

THE ONLY THING...

That kept me NOT dying or giving up...

Was the godsdamn fairies.

ARGH. I've got to go to sleep and get up and go to school. I WISH I could say, "Mom, Dad, I don't feel so well." "Why, son? What's wrong?" "Well, I was under the assumption that I was drowning all weekend and also I had a rusty dagger and a stick shoved into my face." "You're insane. Go to school."

It's not even a Labyrinth anymore! There's no element of suspense or surprise, there's just RAIN, RAIN, RAIN.

Rain...the godsdamn rain. The rain. The rain. Oh man. The rain.

They used the rain to distract me while they hurt me, the rain, the rain, it hurt so bad...it was like it was raining fire, acid, raining lava and antimatter and what have you, it hurt so much it was like nothing you've ever felt before...I was drowning, drowning, I was swimming in the ocean of rainwater and I was drowning and hurting and burning and...

Who's read the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? All of the books? Remember the Total Perspective Vortex?

Oh my gods. The last hour...just a few hours ago...holy shit.

Three thirty-three, motherfucker! Take that! Screw you and your twos!

*Joce

Chapter Forty-Five: Bruin, Run Northward!

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Chapter Forty-Four: Thick Abrasion

So, what happened in my world today? Well, I saw Hop. That was prety good, I tought. Funny enough to give me laughs, which is all you really ned for a good movie, right? Unless it's so bad tat yu laugh at it. Anyway, I'm all full on popcorn and Mounain Dew. I know there's lots of jokes about that stuff, but I think it's eally good! What else hppened? Oh, I squshed my had in the car door. And then I squished my other hand in the car door. I can't feel my hads. Sorry if there's typos :P

Did anything ELSE else intereting happen? The ticket-taker was kinda weird. e wore a mask that hd two faces. I dunno if it was some kind of promotional stunt cause I don't remember seeing anything about Batman: The Return of Two-Face, but maybe he was just still stuck on Halloween. All Hallow's Ee, som call it. He was pretty reepy, though, he leaned int my face and stuff and like sniffed me. But then I saw him sile. The mask kinda...gos over his nose? And his mouth is open to the air. So I saw him smile. I guess he was happy for me or something. ut it ws creepy. Really, really, really reepy. It was almost like slasher-I'm-gonna-ill-you creepy.

What else? My hnds are really bruised right now. And swolle. And a bit cut up. It's not eep, but wide. It's...hick! A tick abrasion. Good title for a first blog post, right? Probably think I'm emo or somthing...yes, I'm going to go with m name being "Joce". It migt as well be, really. I might change my name to it eventually, my real name is, um, ber weid.

Ha, weid. Like weed. The kids at my school smoke weed, I heard them alking about it. They were discusing their future kids. "I dn't want my kids to smoke until they're twelve and then only if they tell e about it." "I dnno, I get this vibe like you'd be a horrible parent." I wanted to shout at them that they all sounded like horrible parents. If you're reading this, please don't reprodue. Or adopt. Ha! Har har de har. Hula-oop. Oh my God. Oh my God. I haven't hula-hooed in years. I want to now. Thanks a ot, Internet!

Just kidding, it's not your fault! Still lov you guys. Not like nyone's paying attention, though, I have, what, one follower? Or is it two follower? Yeah, two. James and Mary or somthing, I don't feel like looking righ now.

Joc, foce, noce, moce, goce, roce, poce, loce. Loce? Like lice? I don't think I've ever had ice. I do remember getting ice checked, though, at a sumer camp. That camp SUCKD. Major. Lke, Major General Officer Lieuenant suckage.

Shoop da oop!

I'm ramblng so much!

View bog. bardftruths@gmai.com. What kind of email is ardoftruths? And who evn uses Gmail?

I guess blggers...Bork bork bork! Ha. Guild Wars...killing Charr, illing gorps or whatever...Guild Wrs reference...but YAY FOR GUILD WARS TWO! Yay yay yay!

...Ouch, my hands hurt. BOTH of them. A lot.

I'm going to not bother with the tpos. I gotta soak my hands.

Yo, bro! Ciao!

Chapter Forty-Three: Blustering Villa

I am the very model of a modern enlightened servant,

I've information torturous, killable, and riddle jaunts,

I know the king of all, and I quote His wisdom glorious

From things to do and things to turn, in such an order more-ious;

I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters musicalital,

I understand the verses, both the simple and complexital,

About the boy who shall be ours I'm teeming with a lot o' news,

With many cheerful facts about the ways to make him be of use.

Chapter Forty-Two: Ergo, Rekindling

For good luck, the final picture

Means nothing

Take it not to heart

One for

Seven for a secret,

Nine

Ten for

Dem Vater grauset's, er reitet geschwind,
Er hält in Armen das ächzende Kind,
Erreicht den Hof mit Müh' und Not;
In seinen Armen das Kind war tot.

Homesick gent

Ken lighter

Thieves upon

Homeboy sect

Snorer tutus

Organic Louvre

Swathed, yo

Nether hunters

Halfwit hotel

Slink begs signs

Baggie nation

A fiend's ivy

Craft honoree

Tout bighorn

Eaten, quoth I

Aha, fatty fonts

Hotworth fasted

Huh? Try Gobbet

Hah, Tortoni

Additional Reading Material: Log 31/03/011

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Chapter Forty-One, Page Two

You can probably disregard this; I just want to write down my thoughts on Zerosage and some things (and I don't have any paper!). If you do so, move on to the previous post with my sucky drawings.

I can't say I understand Zerosage's plan, his goal. I don't want to think for him or assume anything - but this is the way I think of it.

If the Slender Man only kills people who know about him, then he (Captain Obvious time!) doesn't kill people who don't. If Zerosage kills all the Runners and Fighters and whoever else there is, then there will be nobody left to think of the Slender Man. If there's nobody left to think of the Slender Man, he'll have no place to feed, and he'll die. Where's Robert's quote from the Revised Core Theory? "It WILL die, and there will be no young. It is a singular creature feeding off a limited resource." If the resource runs out, he dies. Sabrina mentioned on the post that I'm writing in response to that by continuously posting that he's going after Runners (which he's already started, apparently) that everyone will be expecting him.

I won't, for one. What does he look like, for starters? I know he's got that mask, but does he STILL have it? He could be anything, anyone. He could, theoretically, get a sex-change operation. And anyway, why would you expect your hero to ACTUALLY come after you, no matter how much he blogs about it, especially if you're secretly thinking he's insane? I wouldn't. I'd be so...messed up that I wouldn't be able to do anything about it when it happened.

Zerosage also incessantly insists that he be called "Zerosage" as opposed to Zerombr or Zero or even Zerombrsage. (I've never really tried that last one, but he hasn't mentioned it.) In at least one of Frap's email convos with Zerosage (Is it illegal to read his mail? Well, he gives me permission anyway) he said the same thing after Frap asked something that included the name "Zero". The fact that he had taken up the title (Sage) and is now refusing to be addressed by any name besides one that INCLUDES that title is...interesting, to say the least. It shows some kind of attachment to the title, at least, some kind of bond.

Then again...somewhere, one of the (Sage)s said that they're not a fighter or anything, they're a (Sage). In fact, it might well have been Zerosage. Sages are not, traditionally, supposed to fight, are they? Only in Fire Emblem. The sage is, besides a plant and an adjective, is a wiseman, a mentor, especially in spiritual and philosophical topics.

And then...Frap and Zerosage's relationship.

...

There's something private there. I shan't reveal it yet.

I won't advocate for the slaughter of innocent Runners.

But I'll advocate for Zerosage.

Also, nice quote from Noah and the Whale's L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.:

Extended works of fiction about imaginary success
The chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friends
But to a writer, the truth is no big deal

*Joce

Chapter Forty-One: Panda of Troy

Finally got some pics! Most of them are too big to just show, though, and I don't feel like doing anything fancy...

Symbol drawn on a desk at school:

Janus got a new mask again! It's back to two faces. So I tried sketching it.

That's right. He sees out of the ears.

The others (besides two of them which didn't scan right):

Tiberius Miller (Halfling Rogue Extraordinaire (Me!))

Alaroes Something Something (Human Fighter!)

Chibi-esque-ish Slendy!

Gennald Griar (Human Sorcerer!)

This last one isn't accurate, since, as I may or may not have said, he doesn't know any offensive spells. At all. He wanted to be an illusionist.

Eventually I'll get the other rogue (a human) and the half-elf cleric up.

For whatever reason, we gave Gennald the Rod of Wonder last session. He sent our tent to the Ethereal plane - I guess we're lucky. After all, he was only 1% away from turning Alaroes into stone.

Nothing from Frap today. I guess he's still working on that thingie.

I did, actually, get another notecard, but I'm not going to bother writing it all out. Suffice to say, it says TWO DAYS ITLL START AGAIN.

I had nightmares last night.

About the Erlking.

He offered me a place in his Hunt. I declined, ever so politely, and so he trampled me.

Then I woke up in a cold sweat and had a hallucination!

It looked like a little fairy came in through the sliding doors and alighted on my nose...

Queen Mab! She runs across your nose and stuff, right?

But this was after the dream...

Anyway, it was gone when I woke up for real.

Holy mierda. I'm seeing things. You know those optical illusions with the goblet?

Or the old lady-young lady one?

The branches in the forest are turning themselves into shapes, shapes, shapes.

It won't stop RAINING!

It's really wet...not hot rain. Not the bad rain.

Just wet, wet, wet, everyday forest wetlands near river rain.

I think Dead Beat is packed away somewhere for the renovations. Pity. I guess I could just Google stuff.

Sure! Let's do...that...

Has anyone really been far as decided to use even go want to do look more like?

I have.

I mean, come on. You've got to be kidding me. I’ve been further even more decided to use even go need to do look more as anyone can. Can you really be far even as decided half as much to use go wish for that? My guess is that when one really been far even as decided once to use even go want, it is then that he has really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like. It’s just common sense.

*Joce

Additional Reading Material: Log 30/03/011

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-Watched Sleeping Beauty since we had a substitute today

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-Erlking read-up

-Look for Dead Beat to read about Darkhallow & Erlking & Great Hunt

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Chapter Forty: Whereto? Wet Nether?

For whatever reason, they didn't bother with the incessant coding this time. Just numbers.

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DGL TRS EIS ITY AHA LRA TNT

Hey, it says TNT...

So, if this is grouped into threes...

DGLTRSEISITYAHALRATNT

DGLTRSE

ISITYAH

ALRATNT

THE NASTY RAT TRILLS GAID

...Gaid? This is what tips you off to the anagram bit, when there's random words that mean nothing.

I think you can guess what it says. Actually, no, because it's got typos.

THRE DAYS ITLL START GAIN

Yo, Janus, you're getting sloppy! What up, bro? You missed like two letters!

Unless I missed them.

I wish you had picked a different code, this one makes me think of unpleasant things.

Oh, and Frap made tumblrs yesterday for both he (and Astrid and Sharpie, I guess) and for I. He and me?

Note: Paranormal Poetry! Entitled...Erode.

Leading the hunt, blowing the horn

Darting through forests and plains and seas

Calling the Fey to ride 'til the morn

Riding on bats and horses and bees

*Joce

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Chapter Thirty-Nine, Page Two

I keep spamming people's reading lists, don't I?

I'm sorry for that, I really am, but I figured this was a bit important.

(Besides Ron going crazy. :|)

I messed up, though. I copied it wrong.

The sequence of numbers that I put down earlier was correct up until 23, because there were...six numbers after that, and neither 8 nor 10 were directly after it. Therefore, the final translation is:

STAR ARYI FOUG ALTT DWSI NLAJ

And, if you divide it by 4, you get...

STARAR

YIFOUG

ALTTDW

SINLAJ

Which says, SYASTILIAFTNROTLAUDARGWJ.

Which is gibberish WHICH IS BACKWARDS!

JW (extra) GRADUAL TORNT FAIL IT SAYS

I'm assuming TORNT is some kind of shortening of torrent? Like, tor'nt?

WHICH...is an anagram! Ah, Chekhov's Skill! A little bit of mix em up, here and there, some JW elimination...leads to a lot of possible results, which one makes the most sense? This one!

FOUR DAYS ITLL START AGAIN

Oh.

Yay.

*Joce

Chapter Thirty-Nine: God Is Conceded

That doesn't make any sense, but whatever.

Got a card today. It's got, um, a code.

This is the original...copied very well by the amazing observational skills of yours truly:

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(The card is one of those super-huge poster ones you can get at, uh, IKEA, or somewhere)

Decoded (it runs through all five of the things on that one website), it says:

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If these numbers are taken as letter numbers, you get:

STAR ARYI FOUG ALTT DWHJ

This, of course, looks a lot like the code that Scott has had trouble with.

Unfortunately, STARARYIFOUGALTTDWHJ does not divide by three.

Any guesses?

*Joce