Monday, July 4, 2011

End of Journal/Plans

So I've thought a lot about this situation I've found myself in.

This...stupid... situation.

I didn't mention this before because... well I dunno why. I don't think I wanted to admit it to myself what had happened.

The end of my fathers journal pretty much chronicled him losing it. He seemed to more and more scattered in this thoughts. His writing changed, his wording  more paranoid, and he began to mention how maybe it would be better for all of us if he just gave in.

He would write things like "Maybe if I just handed myself over my family would be untouched.".

I don't know what his motivation is now... or even how he survived the car crash. I have feeling slend-douche had a hand in it.

So, Glyph, Dad, who ever the hell you are, here's my proposal for you.

If you really are my father I want you to meet me somewhere and I want you to answer all my questions and then after that I won't put up a fight. I'll go with you willingly.

If you show up and you turn out not to be my father then I'm leaving. I don't give a shit what you have to say or who you bring along. I'm breaking anyone's legs who gets in my way.

Email me Glyph and we'll arrange something.

To everyone else: We'll just wait and see huh? I'll keep you posted on whatever happens.

5 comments:

  1. NONONONONONONONONONONONNONONONONONONONONONONONo.
    Don't.
    Hylo, don't do it. Really. Seriously. Don't.

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  2. Oh my... Ignoring the implications of your strange abilities and the mystical flower which supposedly gives you them... you are quite the curiousity, Hylocereus. Quite the curiousity indeed...

    As for your father, Glyphosate, I will give you a few simple words of advice that even you may understand. You may recall that dearest Damien had his own personal crisis upon discovering that his parents worshiped the great beast. I recommend doing to your father what I did to Damien's mother: Meet him, extract the information that you require, and then make it so he can never interfere in your progress ever again.

    He is a worthless shell now. You must discard him, preferably in a manner that you find entertaining. I always enjoyed heated blades myself. The fact he once held authority over you should only make it even better for you to hold the power of his life and death in your hand.

    I shall be watching your development with much interest, Hylocereus. I look forward to whatever you discover.

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  3. @ Elaine: Don't worry mkay? I'm sure everything will be alright.

    @ TheArsonist: Never thought you'd show up here. Uh... thanks I guess, but I don't think I can do that, but uh... I guess we'll have to see what happens.

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  4. This does NOT count as being careful, Hylo! This does not count as not doing anything stupid!

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  5. HYLO, DO NOT BE A DUMBSHIT. EVERYTHING YOU DESCRIBED ABOVE IS BEING A DUMBSHIT. OH HYLO PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS.

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