Trail Log #1: Too Green (Algernon Forest)

    I stepped into the first Domain. I could tell that it had once been a palace garden, circular in shape, with very high walls. Fountains, terraces, and other structure that were of medieval actually were strung about. it would have been beautiful, if not the forest had gotten in from the outside. Now everything was in ruins, slowly turning back into a forest. I walked along the path. i knew how this was to go:

1. Enter the domain
2. Observe the appearance of the domain
3. Find the fear
4. Talk to the fear
5. See what it wants to show me
6. Ask a few latter questions
7. Leave

I quickly got to the center of the area. In the middle the was a thin marble post that went up to my chest hightwise. it was wrapped in vines, which connected with the being on top of the pillar. The Dormouse (for that was the being it was) was reading from a scroll to a large group of being, its afflicted. they included rodents much like itself, and other creatures of the animalia kingdom. They all shared this one common factor:n they were all fused with plaints, and connected to the ground via vines. As I approached, the Dormouse finished his/her/its/xes speech, rolled up his/her/its/xes scroll, and got down from the pillar. The Afflicted dispersed as i made my way towards their master.

    “So you came to me first”, It said sleepily, without looking at me, “Come on, we don’t have much time”. It started scurrying towards the opposite end of the clearing

***
    “How do you like Eden?” it asked me as we walked towards whatever it wanted to show me.
  
    “You shouldn't call it Edan,”, I replied, “it's insulting and rude. This place is nothing like The Garden of Eden”.

    “Well then”, it replied, with a hint of antagonism in his/her/its/xes voice, “How do you know it not like Eden?”

    “I’ve read the bible, abomination, every chapter. Genesis said...” I pulled out a bible (ESV) and flipped to the page, “Genesis said... ‘8 And the Lord God planted a garden in Eden, in the east, and there he put the man whom he had formed. 9 And out of the ground the Lord God made to spring up every tree that is pleasant to the sight and good for food. The tree of life was in the midst of the garden, and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.’ ” I closed the book, put it carefully back, and continued. “This place is a nasty swamp full of ruin, muck, and decaying plant matter. One has to be careful where one steps here, as not to fall into sinkholes and dubrey of the structures that were one standing. This is not a paradise, more like a limbo.” I pointed to a group of afflicted. They were walking about aimlessly, with slightly blissful expressions on the faces. “behold, your servants. Here there go, stumbling about in the half awake stupor that you’ve put them in.” The dormouse looked where I pointed. It sighed sleepily.

    “Well,” it replied , trudging along, “As you will...will....will....”it sat down, and started to snore. I kicked it far down the path, which cause the entire domain to shrieked in surprise and pain. The Dormouse got up and turned angrily towards me. vines started sliding towards me.

“I apologize”, I said sincerely, “it's just that your annoyingly slow.”

“...Understandable” it replied sadly. The vines withered, as did most of the domain, leaving only a field of dead grass and ash. The Afflicted slumped down to the ground and went into the feudal position. “Everyone thinks I’m slow.” it continued, “Even brother and sister think i'm slow.”. It pause for a moment. It was now looking at the ground. “I never wanted to play the game” it said remorsefully, “It's too hard. Most of the fears are much more powerful, not to mention around longer. I haven't tried much, and i haven't had much experience. All I want is to sleep forever, *yewhn* and it's so peaceful there. I want everyone to feel that peace.”” It curled up on the ground and fell asleep, mumbling as it did so. I blinked hard, then looked around. the inter domain disintegrated to a greenish ash, and began to swirl slowly around the sleeping mouse. no, not a mouse, a wad of a plant. it looked like some form of baby creature, but which one no one could tell. I stood there for a while

“Well...that was an extreme response...the ####?!”. And with that I formed a doorway and exited. Best move on. Let the boy sleep.

Trials

I have been inactive for too long. I have been assigned to journey through the domains.

Long story short, detrimental bleeding happened, new fears entered, transgression attacked again, I killed an fear, more fears entered, i visited all of the fears domains as punishment for killing a fear, and i then decapitated the slender man. WHAT. THE ACTUALITY. ####! okay, basic summery:
The archive had picked up some strange signals from a universe  next door, crazy apocalypses stuff was happening, and there equivalent of the doctor (who was in my subconscious for some resein. why must my life be like a ####ing fan-fiction?!?!). The archive/library/whatever set up a venter to there, we got a few refugees, Sam went braserk killing his alternate, a battle started, the #####ing grotesque was summoned and possessed a few bodies, not to mencen transgression was possessing Sam, things were defeated, some of our fears were revived (apparently they were still the Norse versions. yeah, my universes fears pradeded around as gods, what else is new), i attacked one, got a hold of my self after be knocked unconcuse, then left though the venter because Sam said I need to be punished. The collector (doctor guy...which could tecnicly applite to the both of us 0-o) enters as I was leaving, this sentence is very run-on, and I went to fulfill my punishment...which i still need to do.

Log Entry #19: Anger and Punishment

[CONTENT TO BE ADDED, BUT BASICALLY THE ARCHIVE USED PROJECT STAR-GATE AND GOT SOME REFUGES FOR A PARALLEL UNIVERSE, WHICH ##### OFF TRANSGRESSION AND CAUSED SOME BAD STUFF (LIKE THE GROTESQUE BEING SUMMONED), WHICH THEN LEAD TO A FEW ANCIENT FEARS BEING SUMMONED (CALLING THEMSELVES THE VANIR). SHADOW WENT INSANE AND ATTACKED ON O THEM, AND WAS KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS, WHERE THE BLIND MAN TOLD HIM AS PUNISHMENT HE HAD TO TRAVEL THOUGH ALL OF THE DOMAINS OF THE FEARS. SHADOW THEN WOKE UP, AND LEFT TO START HIS PUNISHMENT.
~Dr0Shadow, Author
Now back to your regularly scheduled non-meda blog post]

So Yeah...I have to go though that now. I might see The Wanderer as i go. Well i guess i'll stat alphabetically

Algernon first then.

~Shadow

Log Entry #18: That British Staker and The Clown Maker

That last post would be by the stalker guy. He calls himself The Collector. I call him Tea Addict. }8C But anyway. He's been messing about in ma dreams, fighting of The Corinthian and his clowny ways (GOOD SAMUEL L. JACKSON I HATE THAT GUY), which I'm thankful for. A interesting thing the Grotesque does, he traps the souls of its victims and warps them into aspects of his circus. But an interesting thing about that is that he only absorbs those victims because they want to. "BUT SHADOW!" You say, "WHAT CRAK COCAINE ARE YOU SPEAKING?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN, IT ATTACKS ONLY PEOPLE WHO WANT IT TO ATTACK?! THEY DONT EVEN KNOW ABOUT IT!?!?!!?". Well there's you problem. They make the deal in there subconscious, where their true thoughts, wants, desires are found. There the Grotesque offers one an exit to there boring and dull lives, but it does say that there is a catch, that they are to be warped and twisted to achieve that. it says this plainly. but yet people still accept the offer. how do i know this? well, Sandman offered it to me once, although it wasn't for an escape form dreariness and bordem. Oh no, it was exsape form the Choir. But, being sensible and not wanting to be a clown (OH MY JUST THE THOUGH OF IT GIVES ME THE WILLY'S GHAA), I declined, Unlike a fellow runner i was traveling woht. he excepted on night and instantaneously he "woke up" and started screaming. his soul was being ripped out of the body, The Grotesque grafting it into ins being. As soon as the separation was complete, It began to warp the body. Basically it was horroble, and i don't want to talk about it

~Shadow

The Red Death

My...

The Red Death

My she's a bad woman.

Spawn of The Red Cap and a Dying Man Shard you know.

Consumed her mother inertly except for some samples we have here. ate alllmost as much of her father's shards as well.

She's not all bad, just a confused little girl, that's all.

But Jack's gotten to her.

Bad Man Jack

Jack of All

Jack the Ripper

Jack of The Lantern

Jack Flame

Jack The Red Hand

Now she wants us eldritch dead.

She takes the form of blood, except its more free flowing then regular kind. She  can create a form for herself via take over clothing, which is done by soaking into it. She Prefers a long raged hooded cloak (which is why The Masque of the Red Death exists). When it possess a article of clothing, it can move it around with limited movement. Usually this moment is directed towards wrapped it's host clothing around a host, which where it would bleed into the the victim's clothes, and force it's way into the victim's orephsis, and thus into the body. There it will either re-write there minds into become it's servants, mutate them into afflicted, or transform them into a host body, which it can act out its will (basically it's equivalent of EAT's camper). It can also create forms out of its liquid form, but these are week but virtually invincible, thus it uses this bloodforms (it's a word now) to bypass the clothe phase.
It's creation was a result of a shard of another fear absorbing some red cap blood and then wage war with the red cap, and absorbing it.

Log Entry #17: They Hate me, but He Loves Me.

They Hate Me.

They Mock Me.

They Have driven me Insane.

My Mind Is Broken beond belif.

They are the ones that Sing of my Doom.

Of Everyone's Doom.

The Fears, The Ne Timu, The FACTS, The Carnal, The Setimentals, The Negitives, The Fallen Fears, None Can Exsape there prophecies.

They Seek With Dub-Step And Poetry And Prose.

They Sing of Incomprehensibilites.

 And they broke my alredy flawed life.

And then they tosed me into the all consoming void and the abyssal one


And then he found me. Broken, smashed, overwemed. And he freed me of fear, or gilt, of primitive toght, of lack. He pick me up and told me to go to the river. Tjough the fog there is hope in the distance. Love will fall like a crashing wave. The others are just trials.

Tonight's the night.

He Loves Me

~Shadow

Log Entry #16: I'm Back (Take Two)

(Or A reversion of faith [and a few bullet points].).
Yeah. I've got a lot of explaining to do. I'll guess give the abbreviated version:

• I woke up alone in a field of flowers without the camper and seemingly unharmed by my dip in the unmaking, with smiley standing over me. apparently i crushed his favorite flower or something.
• after an hour or running form a deranged abomination and trying to explain myself, i calmed him down and we fixed the stupid flower (don't tell him i said that)
• We then used the godsway (i can use it due to Sam, btw) to get to the catacombs where Sam (the blind man) met us.
• i was then assigned back to my a job at the archive, with a person i knew when i was running from the fears.

Which leads us to my problems:

• The Fears are being targeted and killed by some unknown force, but very slowly, as the killings started at the beginning of the twentieth century and have been decades apart.
• The Fallout of said killing have reformed the fears incompletely creating amalgamations of fear shards
• The Neighboring universe is being destroyed by a being called “The Lamb”, and its only help might be stuck in my universe.
• The Fallen fears might be released soon, which might be problematic, as two of them can destroy this universe
• My friends are under the care of EAT, who isn't really know for carefulness, or have disappeared off the face of the world.
• I might be some sort of Eldritch thing myself as i survived falling though something one can't survive in
• The Runners haven't been heard from in over a decade
• A fear that not one of the fears (fallen or otherwise) knows about has made a small appearance
• A few fears might be coming back from the dead
• And A war might be coming soon, one that may destroy humanity in the process.

Well one problem gone, when i post this, The “Archangels” will be released. Thank God I survived...actually...no...YES!

AND GREATER IS THE ONE INSIDE OF ME THEN HE WHO IS LIVING IN THE WORLD!

Account

[AUTHORS NOTE: THE POST THAT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE NEEDS REVISION, SO PLEASE BE PATIENT AND WAIT FOR IT TO WORK, SO UNTIL THEN ILL HAVE THAT LAST BIT HERE.]

....All of this happened on all hallows eve. since then, Iris, Zach, and The Eye (who survived in a inactive state via the hat  And the homo alatum have been asleep and under EATs care. Shadow somehow survived and is now working with the archive. Now, Hurry up boy, we have no time to lose. i helped you this far, you've been avoiding this for a quarter of a year now. the least you could do is tell them the next bit, then get on with confronting whatever is inside that poor girl’s woom.

~~~The Collector of Stories.

Log Entry #15: I’m Back

[AUTHORS NOTE: STILL IN PROGRESS]

Hi. shadow here. yep i've just recovered enough to tell you guys about things.

1. This blog was originally meant as informational, but that has seemingly gone out the window, so i’ve been working on a side thing for information about the fear and whatnot. you can find it here:  https://some-eldritch-advice.blogspot.com . everybody is welcome to read it and comment or whatever, just no sexual craziness (i'm looking at you dying man shards!).
2. as you can tell, the blog has been moved to blogspot. this because of choir
3. Happy All Hallows Eve. im now going to inform you what the eldritch (minor and major) think about/do on this holladay: it is a day to be thankful for their existence, that after all the years of witch hunts, monster hunters, and angry mobs, they still exist. basically its like the american tradition of thanksgiving, but more..spooky? anyways, here in the runeded infirmity, or the crumbling castle, i don't know which, all oathbreakers are gathering here tonight for something like a second carnaval. its to arnor their dead master. what? you through the pestanelse was an alternate of the plague doctor? no. sorry, he’s a fragment. remember that UXP i posted a while back? yeah, that happened too the plague doctor. the oathbreakers tried to reform him, so did the runners, and they managed to almost do it, but one shard disappeared, so they did the next best thing. they captured a dying man shard, and fused it together with the plague doctor shards they had. the result was the pestilence. his the replacement for him until the runners find the last shard. who are the runners? thats a story for another day. so back on topic. in the largest room in the building, they set up a full size carnival grounds. its really amazing. good. thare a contest for which group of oathbreakers (there is a group of outhbakers for each inhabited continent) created viral disease and computer them agent each other to see which one is the greatest. now, don't get them wrong, they enjoy diseases, but they also enjoy heath also. thats what they're thankful for, the well and the suffering. the suffering only makes the times you are well even better. now changing tracks completely, lets talk about the oathbreakers that are here. as i said, there are an individual group of them for each inhabited continent/society. they are: North america, south america, europe, arsa, africa, greenland/the arctic circle, and oceania. what? you though antarctica world be one here? no, of cores not. everybody knows nothings eldritch lives there... unless if you believe the rumor about the bloop. so yeah. all oathbreakers are here, event its afflicted. heck even Dr. Beckman is here. The Gavels and the rest of them are celebrated, all except oculus. i think he has something against All Hallows eve. i'll go join the festivity now, as ill put up the rest of this next Hallows eve, or on all souls day, or not.
4. ...Here's what i crossed out . i have know idea what it is, but i wrote it on a piece of paper. im not looking, because i might go insane again. mallum s going to do it fo me. Hi Malim here again. again, i'm playing typist while the rest of them are having fun. darn basOW SORRY SIR OULUS I DINIT SEE YOU THERE.  well, we just read what made him insane, and its pretty stupid. i guess that the choir must be powerful, otherwise this wouldn't drive a fly insane. According to shadow, it should be an altered version of the song, the doctor if dying. here it is:

It is returning through the dark

Doctor, you have passed your mark

Your song is ending so don’t cry

when you hear us knock four times

YOUR END WILL COME FASTER

SCREAMING WITH LAUGHTER

THE LAST WHITE POINT STAR IS THE END FOR YOUR MASTER

GHOST IS LYING

HE’LL  BE SOLO-LY TRYING

AND END ALONE, CRYING

FOR THE DOCTOR IS DYING

...tare are some song fragments in their. “The Doctor is Dying” by chameleon circuit. yes, i admit (mostly because i don't want the night hound ripping my liver open Howling “TELL ME YOUR SECRETS!!” or something) i was a bit of a doctor who fan, but thats not the point.  The Choir usages those, um, sounds to remind me of what people thought of my obsession. the fears and the other eldritch monsters seem to do that alot. My life fell into a distant pattern. saving people, traveling with different runners then seeing them being riped infront of me by slendy or abhorrence or some other monster. i saw it coming every time but it hit me out of nowhere. maybe that was their plan. get someone who could vencer from the placid island of ignorance in the midst of the black seas of infinity and join the game, for the betterment of humanity, or as more emuisementesmet for them. maybe thats why they chose me. but i'm not handling the waves and currents vary well, am i. i might as well continue to tell what happened. the choir keeped playing the song. it seem childish to be scared of just a stupid song, but its completely terrifying along with the distorted reality, plus there stupid abillity thing...

they will be by your side

watching as you die

let go now for you know When

The Girl Umbra IS BROUGHT AGAIN

WE WILL SING YOU TO YOUR END

YOur Are Now lerng

That The Earth will be burning

The Last White Point Star is The death Of Your Master

THE DOCTOR IS DYING

tO IRiS yOU lYing

THE DOCTOR IS DYING

THE DOCTOR IS DYING

THE DOCTOR IS DYING

Just One More Thing before you go

you'll be Seeing them all

All throughout time for those who took a blow

Arthur, Hana, Zach, and she'll-never know

The Broken god is returning, Shade

The Grotesque now rules the world in his dreams 

The Last White Point Star is a trap for Your Master

Malum Explains things (or Log Entry 14: Dreams, A long explanation of Dimensional Bleeding, my somewhat perverted mind, an eldritch Prophecies, and a few cain wacks...gha this is awkward.)

[AUTHORS NOTE: STILL IN PROGRESS]

Hello. Malum here. I’m writing this stupid thing today because shadow got himself insane. $%^ that guOW WHY DID YOU DO THATOWSORRY ILL JUST PUT UP THE UNFINISHED POST THAT HE WAS WORKING ON PLEASE DONT HIT ME WITH YOUR GOOP AGAIN OWOW!!!

(Dreams, A long explanation of Dimensional Bleeding, my somewhat perverted mind, an eldritch Prophecies, and a few cain wacks...gha this is awkward.)

SORRY I TOOK SO LONG...I kind of didn't want to put this up since it involved the state of my mind, which, i’m sorry to inform you, is not stable. not to mention that sinkmaster has been infecting me with randomises that shouldn't even exist. they only last for a week, but some of them are really horrible. ugh... i still have nightmares about some of them. lycanthropy. glad that lasted only an hour and in the middle of the day. oh well, where did the guy leave off....Ah yes! The Explanation of Dimensional Bleeding. please contin you from the blogpost here. 

 “...Well we would have came up with the idea eventually. Quantum Physics predicts that there is a version of all thing in a different universe, an alternate. i wouldn't be such a big step forward that there would be alternate fears in other universe.” i continued. we were walking down one of the many halls of The Pestilence domain, The Ruined Infirmary. its basically a large casele of a Hospital.“but don't worry about them, The Blind man told me that there is a strange force that keeps parallele universe from touching, except for a few exceptions.” 

“Dimensional bleeding...what ever we're confusing the other humans” Backed Sirius...Literally. Uggharg, i hate sometimes hate the forms the Fears take, it makes my life so weird. not to menson alll the other imortal ballick roming anoung reality. well, anyway. Sirius Is a large black dog thing...ey. he represents the fear of secrets. at that time i just noticed that Iris and he who is anoying(and apparently related to me) looked very confused.

 “let me just summarize for all of you that are confused,” i quickly said, trying to make them understand, “two people entered our universe, from another universe, one was recover by the archive, one escaped. the one that escaped is pregnant with a fear, either our version of a fear from the host's universe, or a reborn fear that has died. we need to convince this fear, when born, Which it will be born in about a week, to be on our side in the Divine Contest.” 

i was about to say more when iris stopped me by saying “Okay, just stop. I still have a headache from the Zilvra. How about we all go to sleep now?”she Picks up Rowling(her somewhat creepy reanimated monster Pet which is made from the dead parts of a bunny, kitten, and puppy. man that thing creeps me out. its like frankenstein's monster) and walks to the room The Pestilence set up for her.

 “Agreed”, Zach agreed (man i suck at transcripting) then asked Dr. Mager, one of the Pestilence‘s henchmen, called Mad Doctors, who had greeted us when we warped(?) in, where the euphemism was. ill let you interpret that anyway you want. 

Mister Oclus yawned and tried to look as sleepy as possible, which is impossible because most fears don't sleep. “WELL, good night then” he said and followed Iris. this was extremely suspicious.

"why do i get the feeling that he wants iris to have X-S-E with him”. i didn't mean to say that. wow that was stupid of me. anyway 

“I HEARD YOU, AND I TOLD YOU, I BELIEVE IN ABSTINENCE UNTIL MARRIAGE” she yelled over shoulder. Oculus whacked me on head with his cane for that. i heard zach laughing in the background. He was saying something, but i was disoriented by anger at the time. 

“WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT!!!” i yell ing complete rage “NOW ILL SLEEP IN THE *&5*!#@ SAME ROOM BECAUSE I DON'T TRUST YOU WITH MY SIS...”. first, let me apologise with mister top eye. i had a lot of extremely bad experiences with the fears, especially one representing the fear of sexuality. (man i hate her), so i really don't trust any eldritch abomination with my friends or family. yes, iris is my sister. i left home before she was born. i was 16 then. now 16 years later, i met up with her, and shes in the care of one of the monsters that tormented me for 7 years before i escaped them with the help of a multi-universal traveler, buts thats off the pont. 0_O now i just realised that what i said could be mistaken that i what to..gha. anyway(i use that word a lot don't i?). they look at me in shock and confusion.

Sirius probably sensed at the time what i was going to say if they asked me what and what might be cased of it (like a fight). he brushed against me( gha, cure animal-like fears and their contradictory intelligent/animalistic behaviors! its so weird to write down!). i guess it was he’s(gha agein) of intriguing me to stop. “Maybe it can wait until morning, she can probably take the truth better tomorrow.” yeah, she had a rough day. a rough week.

“just leave me alone Oculus.” i Said, ignoring the black dog. i stormed away, quickly leaving the room. i began to think about the last few years. i had seen thing that would drive most mortals insane, i had witnessed the birth of the universe and the first trator fall from the sky and the impacted created hell. i had battled my deepest darkest fears, i had walked in a universe whose laws of physics were devised a sinful man, driving him mad and giving him the powers of a god. i had watched helpless as the fears and their brethren destroy lives, break minds, and complete their ******* game and bring the end of humanity in the posess, then killing themselfs by letting the quiet in. i had been to heaven, hell, and other universes that quantum physics does not affect. i don't want anyone else besides the mortals all ready to get involved, to get corrupted and be dragged off to hell, especially iris.

Anyway. i was thinking about everything i had lost. friends, family. then my reverie was interrupted by the corruptors of space and time and presepson.

“HEllO ShAdOW”, The Choir greeted me warpedly. The Choir, fear of Miscommunication/what other might think/say, and greatest agony of my life. Curity it was in the form of three blurry well dress figures. that constantly changes they're standing poisson, making reality warp and twist around them.

What do you want?” i said annoyed. i really hate them. they tell the future, which is somewhat nice if the future they foretell wasn't my demise. also they mock me, due to their nature.

“You already know, Amalgamation.” the sound on two knocks echoed through the hall. i involuntarily shuddered, which i cursed myself for. it was just tare power making me on edge. but the thought of the knocking going up is somewhat alarming, because i know what they're basing it on. now, i need to explain my reaction to the their music, because its extremely strange. they have the power to successfully “get under your skin”, menich what they create can freak you out, allways. they make you hallucinate, making it hard to tell what is real, what is a distortion, and what a hallucination. they always “play” a different “composition” every time they “play”(even though most people wouldn't care, as is gust sounds just like organised craziness), and there are no vocals, but yet you can hear them, speaking, mocking, jeering, words that will bring you down to your knees.

[The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me!” i yelled annoyed, “If you going to try to make me go crazy, you might as well be original.”. it got a little less loud, than in realized they were considering what i just said. suddenly things it got louder and it changed slightly. great i thought, there doing a remix or something. i got more agitated and the music continued, up to the point (about five minutes in, but why i continued to listen to them and just stand there instead of running an averting my current condition, i don't know) throwing a bit of castle wall stone at the blurred figures. it goes disintegrated into atoms. i was getting desperate. for some reason, being not driven insane was my top priority. i tried running only to encounter a invisible (or possibly visible, hard to tell in their presents. i closed my eyes and covered my ears, not wanting to hear the noise. not wanting to see it. they keep on playing, and i could still hear them. i could still hear them! I COULD STILL HEAR THOSE MAD FLUTISTS OF AZATHOTH!!! incomprehensible words and sounds echoed around the halls. My EYeS oPEneD bY ThEmsELVES, anD i BEHeld the people i had led to their deaths. they were screaming so loud, asking why i had abandon them to fall into their infernos. i got up trying to ignore their insanity and stupid attempt to drive me out of my head and started running. they started where they were, and i could hear them just a clearly.

[The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

Well there you are, i thought, there being original. i picked up another stone and started to smashing the bones of the attacking Illusions. “SHUT UP I screamedWERTHGFDCYVUTYTGIKVBYTGVGHJUKVBJJHBLKJJ

crum. sorry. i gained my composure. welcome to the deterioration my sanity. as soon a i’m done with this, im probably going to crack open like a bleeding tree victim, and end up in bed for a few years. Every day of my life starting from when i was running, the Choir has been appearing to me, telling me the horrible truth, with a little, no, A LOT of mocking on the side. [The Rest of the paragraph Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

[The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

 Oh joy. **** You.

[The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

helpmethareareherenowinthisroomhelphelphelp

[The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

Silencetheylookedatmeandwithoutthemusictheysaid

 [The Song Was Thoroughly Crossed out.]

ThenACrackIntheceilingopenedbeyondwasthewhitevoidthelastwhitepointstaritwillclaimusalliturnandranabustofcacophonyblastedfromtheChoirsomethingthatsoundedlikeachorusofangelswasalsoherdthecrackwascorkscrewingonthewallstowardsmeifinallywasabletorachethecornerwheretheothershouldhavebeenbeyond. blackness and unconsciousness met me.


images flashed in the darkness

 a man made of leaves, bring the world back to its state when man had no knowledge no right or wrong
a man with a query for a face, split into four, a wheel, a face, a statue, and a wind, and locked away in the pit
a man a gas mask who stole the dead, and as punishment, was killed, split, and reseated a figure in a dark coat and a burned skull wearing a hat of quantum abilities, creating and destroying worlds as he pleases, unknown to all but those who were here forever
a black hound made of men and mist acting as a prophet, gathering secrets and and parts
a mad man locked in a tree, left to bleed and cry
an old kind elder, collecting knowledge, and childhoods, for he had none to begin with
a blazing inferno, doses and split into a pair, one lock away in the pit, and the other long for her groom to be released
three musicians creating music, reality, insanity, and existence, but blurred as payment, and can only bring confusion and chaos
a lonely frozen monster, using the form of the boy until his is freed from his icy prison
a man in a constant loop, forever doomed to repeat himself repeat himself repeat himself
a storm of birds, with lighting living inside
the thing at the bottom of the seas and beyond the stars
a gluttonous flesh of multi stately physicality, sucking out souls and swallowing their bodies
the man who is dead, and is split among the stars, mostly unaffected by quantum clockwork
a liquid ever avarice tangent, invading water, bodies and lakes, but afraid of the sea
a empty ever changing labyrinth, hidden behind the doors
a gazing eye, judging all he sees
a changing man, warping reality with a body of distortion and static, locked in the pit, but affecting the world still
a hideous, foolish dream, with eyes like teeth and teeth like eyes
a swarm of insects, invading bodies and making them into nest and making other join the swarm
a butterfly whose outline is a white void
a jar which contains all the things that plague mankind
a well dressed man who works hard to warn people of the danger ahead
a clockwork machine broken and scattered through time and space
a book trapping people in their own hellish fantasies
a serpentine women who hides beyond the mirrors, corrupting people in snakes or revealing to others who there really are and were
the shadows of people they once were, craving flesh or order, defying the city
a living mirror taking identities for it has none
a good doctor who spreads and cures the plague, hiding in the shadows, only showing his beak
an all consuming void, with no form, but has one
a savage yet clever beast continually staining his claw blades in blood
a lustful girl stained by the blood of death and causing pain though blood
a tall pale man dressed neatly without a face, growing branches form his body, walking among the black leaved trees
a crazed ginger man and a large smile, killing with flowers and steel.
an orphaned girl slightly skewed who make a family at the cost of the destruction of many others
an orange angel who sees more than most

and still there are countless others, lying in the shadows
four parasites who eat the worlds
three who strengthen the primitive mind
a group of violent survivors whose shape is grotesque
five uncaring who keep the laws of the universe undisrupted no matter what the cost
a man who likes to play games with the lives of other
a jack making deals caught red handed
the hunter of all, especially those afflicted with tortuous alterations
upside-down faced monsters divided into many a cast
 a scavenger of a souls hoping as fast as it can, trying not to be seen
a group of about seven representing abstract concepts
a haunting of places
a three headed blaspheme who tries to eat worlds, locked in a prison of multiversal proportions
one in a cloak driving those insane with a look
one trap between the pages of the elder’s work
a detective heading the affairs of the book until it returns from its bondage
and among them, with only a few left, is me and my kind, flickering in and out.

nO nOt yOuRs, amAlGAmAtiOn. wAKe uP dAnTe and tRAvER

how long have i’ve been running

yOU kNoW hOw lONG iT hAs been DAnTe

but its impossible-No its not-I should be dead-no, i should be dead, but i'm not, thanks to yoNO STOP DONT GO INSANE ON ME, AS I WILL TOO-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-NO-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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    Well that (malum again). that was insanity if i ever saw it. not that im sorry for the basOW SORRY MISS IRIS MAM!! YOU WANT ME TO DO THE REST I THIRD PERSON VIEW AND NOT HAVE ME ADD MY OWN COMMENTS OR YOU WILL WAKE MY BACK WITH YOUR GOO? SHURE!! FINE BY ME  { :D 

“...I wonder what's on his mind.” said Mister Oculus, breaking the long silence that inside after i left 

He'll tell Iris in the morning. Sirius replied. Oculus contended to be lost in thought. “Nothing like that Mister Oculus.” muttered Sirius.

Seaderus looked longingly at the conversation, remembering... something. Atmos looked at Seaderus, slightly worried.

Malim, meanwhile, was eyeing Mr. Oculus’s cane. “That cane is GOOD, Oculus.” he said “I'll borrow it for 5.43 seconds”. Malim werchter Mr. Oculus's cane from his hand, and whaped Seaderus upside the head.

“What in the--” Seaderus complained, which in response to Malim hit him again and through the cain back the eye. “WHAT THE HE--” Seaderus yelled in confusion “Close your eyes.” Malim interrupted. “Wh... What?” Malim took a wickedly long Syringe and plunges what apparently was a sedative into Seaderus, who immediately fell unconscious and collapse. Malim picked him up. “We don't usually sleep, but he needs it.” he commented to no one in particular. Atmos put his palm to his face, and shaked his head miserably and ashamedly. Malim shrugs and crosses his legs, whistling 'Sail Away.

AND THATS ALL I WANT TO TELL YOU HAHAHAHAHOW!! Iris and Seaderus just wacked me BOUTH!!. I was just kiddinOW FINE!

Shadow walked back in looking distracted, but stopped in surprise when he saw the scene taking place. “umm why...” he tries, but stops himself “never mind”. he takes Mr. Oculus's caine from Malim, whacks him on the head about 20 times with it, then gives it back to the owner

           

Mister Oculus in anger whacks both of them on the head. “I did not give permission for you to take this, and you're old enough to know that taking things without permission is wrong. There was no excuse”. Whacks them each on the butt with the cane angin.

       

“ouch.” stated Shadow, who is used the whacking, which doesn't hurt that much any more, but was trying to be polite

       

Malim was trying to saying something, but Atmos covered his mouth with ofver his mouth, with some strange goo(SORRY I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION TO WHAT THE GOO WA-OW FINE I GO BACK TO TELLING). He shoving Atmos's hand off (+ the goo).

“Blegh!” he spits out some golden dust.” after a brief recover he replied to Oculus, “It's called prolonged borrowing.”

Mister Oculus: If you don't have permission...then it's not borrowing, it's stealing”  he whacks him on the butt again, then yelled, addressing everybody “NOW GO TO SLEEP

“Uh-Huh” Shadow muttered. he seems still distracted. he made a sign with his hand to iris as they all go to their designated rooms. they both go into Iris room and shuts the door quietly)

“you ok?” he whispered

Iris shivered. “I'm fine...a little cold, but I'll be alright...Once I sleep...if you let me...”. she looked somewhat accusingly at shadow, whom looks uncomfortable.

Mister Oculus, (who being all stalkish, has been listening the whole tiOWSORRY STOP WAKING MA BUTT!!)coughs, walking into Iris's room Shadow, I believe your room is over there...

Rowling makes strange sound...like a baby chetae (if you don't know what that sounds like, here's a Link)

   

“Oculus, i have actually have a bone to pick with you...” Shadow says, then looks at Rowling, looking kind of creeped out. “Outside”, he amends.

   

Iris: Rowling stays in here” Iris states, then notices the thing happily nomming on a strand.“no Rowling, don't eat my hair...”

Shadow looks slightly weirded out at Rowling and mutters under his breath “ why in the universe would i bring that thing with me.”

Mister Oculus sighs, as if he would like the thing to come out with him. “Fine, let's go outside really quick and talk it over.” he heads outside with Shadow

       

Shadow closes door quietly and pulls oculus a little aweay form the door, then explodes into a pasunet and insane warth “LISTEN TO ME EYE!!” he yelled so loudly that probluly everwond, but probuly not clearly, hared it, “The Bone i whant to pick with you, is one of a achent repitle that is vary, vary large. you case alot of pain to me in the past, firt making my uncle Kill himself, then hunte me for a year, right before Iris wad Born! you know how ^$&(^@!$ Hrubele that was? leving your entier life Behined when you famly needs you for being a exsamel?! and ON TOP OF ALL THAT, YOU THOW MY LIFE IN THE CROSS FIRE BETEWN ABONUNASONS OF EXSITES!! ONES THAT THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY SOULD OBLIVIATE!! MY FRENDS WERE TRANSFORMED INTO MONSTERS! I HAVE SEEN LIFE SCARING THINGS! AND NOW YOU KINAPE MY SISTER AND TRY TO MAKE A MOVE ONE HER?! FROM ALL YOU HAVE DONE, YOU AND ALL YOUR KIND SHOULD JUST GO FINALLY DIE AND STAY IN HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

       

       

Mister Oculus looked at shocked, him like he just said he would eat 50 stinky old boots. it took at least 30 seconds to respond “Wha- I thought we settled those old disputes years ago!”  he sighed and calmly began to (lectuOWSORRY) speak.

“First, I did not kidnap her..she was framed and Transgression was after her. She sought help and I provided it. I do not kidnap.

Second, I gave her the option of leaving, but she chose not to, even though she still remembers where she lived, and I informed her she would remember her name.

Third, I didn't know she is your sister! How on EARTH was I supposed to know that?! Besides, she had other brothers and sisters, it's not like she was completely alone, like you seem to be implying.

Fourth, SHE BELIEVES IN ABSTINENCE UNTIL MARRIAGE!! That means NO SEX OR ANYTHING CLOSE TO SEX! So it's not like we've been...oh what's the term?..."Giving it on", or anything like that.

Fifth, if you are still so mad at me, why did you help me before? You know I've reformed. I do not hunt you anymore because now I realize what I  thought were major crimes was actually pretty rudeness. Also, quit screaming, I thought you wanted this to be private.

(awkward pause) Listen...I didn't understand humans very well for a long time. Only recently am I figuring out how incredibly complex your kind is, how sometimes morals aren't black and white, how you can be confused about right and wrong.

And you know what, I've never said this to anyone I went after before, so I'll say it now.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for wronging you. I'm sorry if you feel like I forced you to run HOWEVER, you made your own choices.

As for your friends... I knew nothing about that...except for the one who I turned into a Cyclopus, but I let him go later. Unfortunately he lost his memory in a car accident and is now a John Doe living somewhere in Detroit in case you were wondering and wanting to go find him...Anyhow...”. He was interrupted by shouting coming from the roop they just quitted

“ROWLING!” they heard iris shout. Rowling immediately ran out of the room

“MYYAAAAAAFFFF!!” it cried and leaped towards shadow, who look completely terrified. it landed near him and began to happily chew on Shadow's Pants. Shadow was petrified with fright.

“...well this is awkward....” Mister Oculus said as iris ran out and grabs her pet and removes it from Shadow’s pants

“Bad Boy!” she chides Rowling. then she turned to Shadow and Mister Oculus. “By the way, I don't know what you're saying, but you two are very loud, and I'm trying to sleep.” she said sleepily

       

Shadow: “ok...” a few seconds elapse as he make a decision, “Sis.”

       

Iris looked out at him sleepily, and confused. “....What?...”.

“Yes, it turns out he's your brother...”Mister Oculus said

Iris looked more confused “Uh, can we discuss this in the morning? I'm half asleep right now......and Zach says he might be my Uncle...”

Mister Oculus looked relieved “Oka-WAIT ZACH SAID WHAT?” Shadow and him both looked panicked, mortified, and surprised

       

“WHAT!?!?!” Shadow yelled. he started baning head agenst wall “Whhhhhhhyyyyy??????”

       

“INDEED!” Mister Oculus said “How on Earth?!?...Well, I like to talk about fate, but this........SERIOUSLY I HOPE ZACH IS WRONG!”.

“Mrawr” Rowling yelped randomly

after a few more moments of freaking out (mostly on shadow’s parOW PLESE STOP IT YOU WHITCOW SORRY ILL GO BACK TWO RIGHTING), iris told them about what zach had said

Shadow, now thing about the past asked iris keeper(and lovOW) “Oculus, could you leave me and iris so we can talk? i... i want to ask her about what she remembers.”

                   

“I'm pretty sure I remember everything except my name...” Iris said, then though about it for a second then added “and a few children's songs.”

“Nonetheless....” Mister Oculus said. he heeded toward his chamber, leaving them alone, with a slight look of worry on his face.

           

When tha got back to Iris room, Shadow started  “So do you remember anything strange in your life? “he inquired, “maybe your parents forbidding you from entering...” he was interrupted by a slit noise. he looked up and noticed The Abhorrence hiding in the shadow hanging from the rafters. “DO YO MIND!?!?”

       

“Not entering what?” Iris:  said, look at him slightly confused again.

   

Shadow: “one sec.” he replied. he made some form of geteor he mad with his hand, instantly without andy tasuanal phas, his sword appeared in his hand, startling iris. “GO AWAY!!” he yelled, slashing at the Abhorrence. The would be stalker jumped down, startling iris again, and dashed out the door. After Shadow calmed down Iris, they began talking about her life and if she had any eldritch expenses before she met transgression and the eye.

“Say, come to think of it” she said, “I don't hear all of Mister Oculus's thoughts anymore...just when he wants me to...” She was interrupted by a loud snore. they look towards where it same form, then realized that all the bedroom chambers were actually the same room divided by curtains. the cutten right next to them was drawn back, reving the archangels. Seaderus, being asleep was snores loudly from the corner. Malim, also asleep, was ahcaschunaly punching Seaderus subconsciously. Only Atmos was awake. he was looking over at Iris and Shadow suspiciously. he apparently was the one who drew back the curtain

“Your chaste, right Shadow?” he stated calmly

       

       

Iris responded to Atmos before shadow could even open his mouth. “WE'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT!!! HE JUST TOLD ME HE'S MY BROTHER!!! WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M DOING OR THINKING SOMETHING DIRTY ALL THE TIME?!? I BELIEVE IN ABSTINENCE UNTIL MARRIAGE!!! I AM CHASTE!!!” She Puts face in Rowling's fur, groaning.

“Chireep?” Rowling chirped, seemingly in a queton

Shadow looked at Iris like she vomited up a child, then turned his look towards, Rowling, then Atmos. “Umm.. i'm chaste also,” then he got annoyed, “and could you leave us alone, you jerk.” he points his sword at Atmos’s chest.

       

Atmos is unfazed by the outburst. “Just making sure. I hope everyone here is chaste. You... siblings... have fun.” Atmos used the word like an insult. Atmos walked back to the his friends, steps between Malim and Seaderus, lays down a bamboo sheet, and "falls asleep."

       

           

Shadow curses. “anyway, continuing on from what we were saying earlier”. during the conversation they were having erler, Iris was having trouble understanding what shadow was asking. one factor was that she was partly asleep, the other was that shadow was using vary trying to explain some complex concepts  along the way. “i mean that...did mom and dad do anything weird? like anything Fear-related-ish?”.

       

“Dude”, Iris replied “I never even heard of the Fears before becoming a gavel. I watched Mister Oculus's show as a kid. Mom and Dad never acted weird....come to think of it...I didn't find out i had a long lost brother until a family reunion when I was 12...a relative brought you up, and my parents had to explain that you were gone...By the way, Johnny graduated college and there are three girls younger than me. We got pretty big...”

       

“Interesting”, Shadow interrupted, seemingly distracted. he had heard something outside. he opened the door and looked out. at the right end of the hallway was a statue of an angel, it eyes covered by its hands. without taking his eyes from the angel he wounded iris to come to him. she complied. “sorry” he said, then pointed towards the statute. “Ever heard of Lonely Assassins, commonly known as weeping angels?

       

: They were started by shouting from the a room across the hall. it was Mister Oculus.

“Are you two almost done yet?” he yelled, “It's almost Midnight!”

Iris, who was getting grumpy form the sleep deprivation, and evidently not paying attention to the somewhat panicked look of shadow’s face, asked; “Can we continue this discussion tomorrow? I haven't slept much, and I still feel kinda sick. I need sleep. And you probably need it, too.”

       

Shadow relised that  he had been keeping her up, quickly awnserd “sure” the yelled at her master (and Boy freaOW GOOD GLOWSHROOMS STOP!) “Oculus? i need you to keep a Living Statue from not killing us.”

   

Mister Oculus sighs and a snap was heard. Instantly the statue exploded. he walked out and looked at the shocked mortals smiling. “Does that work?” he felted something on his leg. he looked down. a stone hand was clasping on his pants leg. he took his cane and whacked the  hand, destroying it instantly, leaving nothing but powder.

   

Woah! exclaimed shadow. he involuntarily stepped back in alarm. “ummm...” he said uncomfortable, looking. “i guess ill see you tomorrow, good-night.” wh starts walking toward his room.   

Iris chuckled. “you should have seen what he did when a bunch of  the pupils were screaming because there was a spider...Good night. she enters her room and closed the door, an example which Mister Ocules quickly followed. shadows walk quickly tuned into a run.