Goodbyes

I don't know if I'm going to make it out of this alive... so I'll say my goodbyes now.

To all of you thank you so much for reading this farfetched crap blog. All I've wanted is to not feel alone and you have all made me feel like I had friends.

To Nick: Thank you for everything. I'm really sorry I wasn't able to repay you. I wish I could have. I hope your endeavors end up in you finding peace some how.

To Elaine: I wish I could have met you in person. You seem like a really strong person and I would have loved to have hung out with you. Maybe learned from you.

To Morningstar: You're a dick and for the most part I dislike you. But I guess you contributed to making me not feel alone. I guess you aren't completely horrible but mostly.

To Ryuu: Your blog always made me feel better about myself. I hope that you find a way out of this. If anyone could its probably you.

To Maurice: Sorry your ship might sink. :T

Welp if I make it out of this I'll be sure to let you all know.

Keep it classy people.

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.

Ghosts

I know a lot of you were worried yesterday.
Nothing like you guys were implying happened. Not at all.

I don't know if What I saw was real but I... I wanted to be sure.


You should all know. Its important. And it’s probably going to get me killed.

So when Glyph actually grabbed me I fought him off and we got into a scuffle.

I pretty much kicked him in the face and broke his mask.

And it fell off

And

One side of his face was scarred over. A burn scar.

The rest of it was..

It was my father’s face.

It… it was him.

It was unmistakably my father.

And I ran.

I fucking ran as fast as I could away from him.






I can’t do this right now.

Getting Away

I don’t…

I.
Fuck I hate this
I hate all of this

I really fucking do

I almost got grabbed. Glyph and his three... gang members or whatever, almost grabbed me.

Like I escaped by the skin of my teeth.

I ran and I ran but Glyph was clever and still caught me despite everything.

And I

I don’t want to talk about it.

I hate you Glyph. I hate you so much and you know why.

I'm... fine though.
I'm okay. I'm physically unscathed for the most part.
I'm leaving this place as fast as I can.
I saw things I don't think were real

I'll post later.
Thank you Nick and Elaine/Cam. Thanks so much.

I'm being followed

I saw a couple people outside of this diner I'm at who resemble Glyph's three proxies he usually travels with.

I'm pretty sure they've caught up with me. Seems as though I might be beat.

I'll keep you guys posted if I can. If I don't post back here its because I've probably been grabbed.

Bye for now guys.

Dream Sharing Time

So lately you all know I've been having some pretty awful goddamn nightmares.

WELL GUESS WHAT? THAT SEEMS TO BE OVER WITH.

I have to spew this musical ridden dream before I forget it, because it was SO AWESOME and TERRIFYING at the same time and I am amazed at how well I can remember song lyrics.

I have a sneaking suspicion this is because of the painkillers I've had to take because of my leg.

OKAY So basically this dream was a musical. A musical with solos, and roles being filled, and costumes, and sets and all sorts of crazy stuff.

So it started out with me laying in a bed of glowing hands while singing the theme to “New York, New York“. Then suddenly I broke out into “Time Warp“. Moving along through t he stage towards a new set.

While doing this some new people showed up and were each dressed, and singing the parts of, different characters from Rocky Horror Picture Show. I was Janet, Nick was Brad, Morning Star was Riff Raff, Tensor as Magenta, someone I didn't know as Columbia, and uh… oh god. Slend Douche was Dr. Frankenfurter.

We did the dance perfectly until we danced into a next set so it was just Nick and I. There was a bit of an awkward silence and then Nick started on his solo which was “Don’t You.”.

We ran around the town as he sung that until we departed and I ended up walking down the road along singing “Mykonos“. After walking around for a while I ended up getting lost and the road completely merged with the forest and then Glyphosate popped out from behind a tree on a motor cycle

He started to sing “Dentist!” From Little Shop of Horrors, and I was absolutely horrified. He had the whole greaser get up and everything.

So I started to run away from him as several other proxies came out of the woodwork and I ran into Nick, Ryuu, Kay and several other runners who started a west side story type stand off with all the snapping and stuff. You know what I’m talking about. It was all very well coordinated with the runners coming out on top.

When we were done we camped out for the night and started talking about stuff when Ryuu had her own solo. Which was, I think, Waiting For Life, and it was wonderful.

Then the proxies came back with You Know Who (not Voldemort you dorks) and we did a final battle but no one sang instead it was just music. Of course it was the creepiest goddamn music I had ever heard in my life. None other than music from silent hill. Akira Yamaoka you brilliant bastard.

In the end we lost a couple runners but we ended up winning due to someone throwing a Molotov at Slenddouche and then cutting off it’s head with an axe and all the proxies expiring one way or another.

We hugged and celebrated and it ended wit the curtains closing and I came out in front of them to a microphone while wearing a top hat (wot wot) and singing one of my all time favorite songs, Many Moons.

Then I woke up and here I am typing this all out before I completely forget it.

You may interperate this pain killer fueled, music ridden, dance fest however you want.

I thought it was awesome. And amazing. And mind blowing. And hilarious.

I need to go now and get some something to eat.

Keep it musical and magical, people. ;D

Catch you on the flip-side.

Things in the Woods

So this new bus I've been on has gone through the woods again. Which is lovely, save for the fact I can't sleep and when I look out the window ta night the woods are staring back at me.

Slept mostly through the day yesterday. I took a really really long nap and when I woke up it was almost dark out and I couldn't sleep again. So I just sat up and looked outside at the trees.

I saw Him a lot. Which isn't surprising. I've heard this happens a lot but its still so weird the first time you see him, standing there on the side of the road over and over and over again. It kind of grates on you.

It wasn't just him out there though. There was... a lot of stuff...

I couldn't make out details but I could make out their eyes. You know when cat's eyes glow in the dark? It was like that but in tons of different shades. Just a bunch of ghostly optics staring at the bus.

Its like all of them gathered near the side of the road to see if the bus would crash or break down.

But it didn't, thank god.

I used to really like the woods you know? I grew up in western Montana so we were in the mountains and there were tons of beautiful forests out there.

We used to go hiking a lot but never anything challenging. My dad always had a bad knee from an injury when he was a teenager. He didn't really let it stop him though. Mom was a very athletic woman and hiker. She kind of did it a lot for her work.

Looking back I never saw slender douche in the woods and nothing weird really happened. Probably because we would always travel in big groups. My parents would always invite their friends and their kids along.

Welp I'm going to sleep for a little while before I pass out on my keyboard.

Sweet dreams, everyone.