sanity still hasn't gotten back to you but then again, Grotesque. Like, he hasn't woken up in ages and I'm just using his body for preparation for when ever we need to enter a rift. If our body isn't ready, we could well end up with our head on our back.
Anyway, that's why we haven't updated yet. Woodchip tried to get me to wake sanity up but he ain't budging from his mental sleep. Great.
I'm tired of being a plaything myself. I hate how I can't jump bodies and cause insanity, making my victims kill themselves. Commenting on blogs doesn't achieve that.
Actually. You know what? Fuck it. First three serious questions posted in as comments I will answer truthfully.
~INSANITY
Wednesday 26 September 2012
Friday 21 September 2012
My Regret
Reason I hate the amount of multi Fear proxies is that they are far more cocky then human and single fear proxies. To those fuck wits that emailed me when they heard the news that "The Top Bitch" was raped by two of Them, I will fucking end you all. Slowly.
The amount of them are fucking growing and I wish that I was not the only one to deal with Them personally while the others get away scot fucking free as They haunt the northern parts of the world in my world.
Some of them, I can deal with. All nests I can get on with and some dolls know what's it like to deal with others.
Aside from that, fuck you Hartel. I'll fucking give you water rape. I'LL FUCKING DROWN YOU WITH WATER WHILST I HAVE FUCKING INSECTS CRAWL INSIDE YOU!
~INSANITY
The amount of them are fucking growing and I wish that I was not the only one to deal with Them personally while the others get away scot fucking free as They haunt the northern parts of the world in my world.
Some of them, I can deal with. All nests I can get on with and some dolls know what's it like to deal with others.
Aside from that, fuck you Hartel. I'll fucking give you water rape. I'LL FUCKING DROWN YOU WITH WATER WHILST I HAVE FUCKING INSECTS CRAWL INSIDE YOU!
~INSANITY
Bloodied Gorgons Three
Today INSANITY wanted us to hunt down a Scarlet Marked he knew was harboring a dying man piece by the name of Temptation. Scarlet Marked were annoying, as I have a little bit of Huldra's blood in me that I cause them to get nose bleeds in my presence. It's worse when I'm near a female however, as they are suddenly attracted to me. Sometimes I forget about this and end up nearly raped. Thank fully, they kill each other off whilst in coitus with each other that I don't have to hit a girl. Since I can't save them, I'd at least not hurt one.
INSANITY though insisted we do this. Since I am not insane, clearly, he needs to feed off another piece once a month, roughly, to refrain from taking full control. I asked him why he wanted me alive still but he just said I was amusing. I think he doesn't want to have to deal with Mistral yelling at him all the time. ^_^
But yeah, the Scarlet Marked... The Blood Vessels... they were a bitch to fight off. As soon as I entered the clearing in a national park where they were doing their bloody orgie, the girls in various states of bloodied nudity tried to make their way to me and pleasure the part of Huldra in me. INSANITY clearly didn't think of this and took control, since I won't hurt a girl. Lucky for us, they were entangled with the men who ignored me.
However, the ones that did go for my body were the Blood Vessel/Gorgon Triplets. The Lamia clearly wasn't fussed that three of her own we being possessed by a freaky libido. My tomahawk was hidden inside my leather jacket and was in my hands within seconds. A gift from a friend of mine.
I must have been stretching my luck for as they grabbed my arm with the tomahawk, and they disarmed me. The tomahawk fell and nicked my arm as I was pushed towards it as it fell. From the cut issued forth a large murder of crows. They sent the Gorgon's back with surprise, but one was smart enough to take my tomahawk.
The annoying thing about these literal fucking proxies of Mistress Huldra is they get off to blood and it makes the Vessels more fucking annoying. I had to recall the birds and set them to storm control. While they did that, I used my strings to grab the Marked that INSANITY was pushing me to grab. As soon as I had him under my control how ever, the orgie stopped.
INSANITY and I were so fucking screwed if the events that happened next hadn't taken place.
A Instance of Master Newborn bulldozed into the clearing silently. How the fuck it dd that was no concern of mine until it assimilated the whole orgie, Gorgons included... and my tomahawk. INSANITY didn't care about the weapon though. He lost the piece he was after and he just alerted me to the fact that said piece is now in control of the now rogue instance. Fucking great.
The mass begun to shape itself into a scorpion like form. Big as a house, with countless faces of it's victims making it's head and trees and buildings used to give it shape, my eyes were on the tomahawk us was using as part of the claws. I followed it's decent as the Ruam finally were blasting it with lighting, and I quickly used my Gifts to steal back my tomahawk.
However the instance fled in a rift it created. I have no idea how it made a rift outside the Tower, but it concerns me.
I told the Masters, Mistresses and The Beasts as soon as I could, now every servant capable of surfing the net are watching blogs and news stations around the world and possible in other worlds, waiting for news on where is went.
I'm tasked with trying to bring it back if I can't destroy it. Being the only one able to go through the rifts at the moment, I have to go solo, for they won't risk sending me with instance of Master Newborn in case that one goes rogue too.
After a month and a bit of torture, this is pretty much a holiday for me, where I can get away with not killing people. INSANITY made do with a piece he knew about that he was watching in case he ever needed to absorb one, so that's taken care of. I'm practicing with pistols and a rail-gun like weapon that Master Newborn crafted for me to use on the Rogue Dying Man Newborn Instance.
It sort of looks like this but does not fire lava but bolts of something like plasma but that isn't possible, I think. I'll try and find out what it fires but it pretty much is a heavy duty multi tool, but I won't take pictures of it. After all, some of you Runners are lurking here and I am forbidden giving you any pictures that give you a better chance of survival. Words can be fake and no one will notice of faked well but pictures are another matter and frankly I suck as photoshop.
So yeah, if you have news on a rogue mass of Newborn that fucks up all the shit, alert me to it. The amount of trouble it fucking caused me...
Fucking fool is depressed. Emily was punished for sanity's failure. Fucking hell, his emotions are strong that I'm crying. Humans care too much, it's annoying.
Anyway, I hope I don't hate you when if I call by, because I don't need to deal with you and your shit whilst dealing with this. sanity not only witnessed Emily's rape but because we disrupted one of her orgies and pissed off the Snake of Corruption, both she and the Red Whore raped sanity himself. Fucking annoying having to deal with it, I'm glad none of them tried to mind rape him or I'll fucking step in and attack them all.
The Snake probably agreed because of Red Whore's influence and that she has on sanity's body. Woodchip and Nameless Bitch were watching, as were the others, and they looked like they wanted to join. I hate this. The others have more control, we are not equal. They should not just stand there lording over me, an equal. I've absorbed more pieces of my former self then the others. Soon, so fucking soon, I wish to absorb Red Whore's piece. So. Fucking. Soon.
I'll fucking show them why they shattered us in the first place.
And yes, I'm fucking pissed off. I'll be dealing with most of the jumping so if you see a young man in leather jacket and jeans with a white metal mask, fucking run away.
Now to fucking sit on here like a teenager on FaceBook.
~IN/sanity
P.S. The Wooden Mistress demands I write about the hike soon, so expect that before I go and explore the multiverse.
INSANITY though insisted we do this. Since I am not insane, clearly, he needs to feed off another piece once a month, roughly, to refrain from taking full control. I asked him why he wanted me alive still but he just said I was amusing. I think he doesn't want to have to deal with Mistral yelling at him all the time. ^_^
But yeah, the Scarlet Marked... The Blood Vessels... they were a bitch to fight off. As soon as I entered the clearing in a national park where they were doing their bloody orgie, the girls in various states of bloodied nudity tried to make their way to me and pleasure the part of Huldra in me. INSANITY clearly didn't think of this and took control, since I won't hurt a girl. Lucky for us, they were entangled with the men who ignored me.
However, the ones that did go for my body were the Blood Vessel/Gorgon Triplets. The Lamia clearly wasn't fussed that three of her own we being possessed by a freaky libido. My tomahawk was hidden inside my leather jacket and was in my hands within seconds. A gift from a friend of mine.
I must have been stretching my luck for as they grabbed my arm with the tomahawk, and they disarmed me. The tomahawk fell and nicked my arm as I was pushed towards it as it fell. From the cut issued forth a large murder of crows. They sent the Gorgon's back with surprise, but one was smart enough to take my tomahawk.
The annoying thing about these literal fucking proxies of Mistress Huldra is they get off to blood and it makes the Vessels more fucking annoying. I had to recall the birds and set them to storm control. While they did that, I used my strings to grab the Marked that INSANITY was pushing me to grab. As soon as I had him under my control how ever, the orgie stopped.
INSANITY and I were so fucking screwed if the events that happened next hadn't taken place.
A Instance of Master Newborn bulldozed into the clearing silently. How the fuck it dd that was no concern of mine until it assimilated the whole orgie, Gorgons included... and my tomahawk. INSANITY didn't care about the weapon though. He lost the piece he was after and he just alerted me to the fact that said piece is now in control of the now rogue instance. Fucking great.
The mass begun to shape itself into a scorpion like form. Big as a house, with countless faces of it's victims making it's head and trees and buildings used to give it shape, my eyes were on the tomahawk us was using as part of the claws. I followed it's decent as the Ruam finally were blasting it with lighting, and I quickly used my Gifts to steal back my tomahawk.
However the instance fled in a rift it created. I have no idea how it made a rift outside the Tower, but it concerns me.
I told the Masters, Mistresses and The Beasts as soon as I could, now every servant capable of surfing the net are watching blogs and news stations around the world and possible in other worlds, waiting for news on where is went.
I'm tasked with trying to bring it back if I can't destroy it. Being the only one able to go through the rifts at the moment, I have to go solo, for they won't risk sending me with instance of Master Newborn in case that one goes rogue too.
After a month and a bit of torture, this is pretty much a holiday for me, where I can get away with not killing people. INSANITY made do with a piece he knew about that he was watching in case he ever needed to absorb one, so that's taken care of. I'm practicing with pistols and a rail-gun like weapon that Master Newborn crafted for me to use on the Rogue Dying Man Newborn Instance.
It sort of looks like this but does not fire lava but bolts of something like plasma but that isn't possible, I think. I'll try and find out what it fires but it pretty much is a heavy duty multi tool, but I won't take pictures of it. After all, some of you Runners are lurking here and I am forbidden giving you any pictures that give you a better chance of survival. Words can be fake and no one will notice of faked well but pictures are another matter and frankly I suck as photoshop.
So yeah, if you have news on a rogue mass of Newborn that fucks up all the shit, alert me to it. The amount of trouble it fucking caused me...
Fucking fool is depressed. Emily was punished for sanity's failure. Fucking hell, his emotions are strong that I'm crying. Humans care too much, it's annoying.
Anyway, I hope I don't hate you when if I call by, because I don't need to deal with you and your shit whilst dealing with this. sanity not only witnessed Emily's rape but because we disrupted one of her orgies and pissed off the Snake of Corruption, both she and the Red Whore raped sanity himself. Fucking annoying having to deal with it, I'm glad none of them tried to mind rape him or I'll fucking step in and attack them all.
The Snake probably agreed because of Red Whore's influence and that she has on sanity's body. Woodchip and Nameless Bitch were watching, as were the others, and they looked like they wanted to join. I hate this. The others have more control, we are not equal. They should not just stand there lording over me, an equal. I've absorbed more pieces of my former self then the others. Soon, so fucking soon, I wish to absorb Red Whore's piece. So. Fucking. Soon.
I'll fucking show them why they shattered us in the first place.
And yes, I'm fucking pissed off. I'll be dealing with most of the jumping so if you see a young man in leather jacket and jeans with a white metal mask, fucking run away.
Now to fucking sit on here like a teenager on FaceBook.
~IN/sanity
P.S. The Wooden Mistress demands I write about the hike soon, so expect that before I go and explore the multiverse.
Wednesday 19 September 2012
INSANITY's Message
The past posts that came up today were all scheduled if you're too lazy to read the comments from that last post when sanity was Mitch King. This one I write now since sanity just went to sleep so I took control and thus am here. It's weird how alike and how opposite we are. More on that later.
Anyway, the little girl is called Emily and since she reminds sanity of his little sister that was kidnapped when he was ten, I decided that I will make sure nothing happens to her if sanity can't do anything. His strong emotions can bleed into mine and depression is such a downer. I work best when insane, after all. I have to make him insane to be powerful.
But of course, sanity was stronger than expect. I'm a dying man piece, the Insanity piece.
Before I explain more about myself and how I am bound to sanity, as you humans are bound to crave to know about, be warned that I can travel, with the Newborn's permission, into another universe within the multiverse connected to his realm. Assimilation and implantation of the technology he has acquired made him able to connect and open rips to them at will. However, his servants and none of the other proxy types could use the rips other than instances of the Newborn himself.
Don't piss me off. I can use those rifts.
Now where was I...
That's where I came in. Out of the many pieces that are present in the world, I was the only one willing to enter the rip, but due to trials and tests from before, going on my own was deadly. We had to gather most of Us together, find a random host for me, and next thing we know, Mitch was with his friends. We did our thing, got him on his own and influenced him as I jumped bodies.
The Wooden Girl
Cold Boy
Slender Man
Blind Man
Black Dog
Convocation
The Intrusion
The Rake
EAT
The Plague Doctor
The Smiling Man
The Choir
Archangel
Myself
The Newborn
The Red Cap (YOUR NOT MY REAL MUM! I always wanted to say that.)
Unnamed Child
Nightlanders
The list of Fears present when we empowered his body. The Slender Man and his unknown powers were the channel in which we all pushed through our power into. We, sanity and I, can use a small amount of the powers of the others. I won't reveal my powers in whole though. Runners will be watching me.
He was test number thirty five. And he doesn't go all funny when using rifts. Good enough for us, another piece is being tested on for our partner. Because EAT want's more tests done just in case.
I serve all these Fears. Be careful of what you say about me.
Now, hopefully anyone who reads this doesn't try and piss me off and let me piss people off on blogs!
And I purposefully left the story as untold as possible. sanity's story is something he want's to write himself.
~INSANITY
P.S. almost forgot. The first mission we had to do today. Some runner was trying to leave Brisbane via plane and fly to the States. Don't remember who from. Either way, sanity and his tomahawk along with Woodchips strings make an interesting style of fighting.
"But I thought he was the white side of the coin!"
Yeah well, when he found out the runner was child molester, he went in a frenzy. I like the guy more than when I meet him. Hell, he has a tomahawk despite it being illegal here in Australia.
That's right Runners and Fighters. We find out you were naughty, you will wish the Pooch was after you!
Anyway, better leave it at that... Going to watch some anime. Apparently, Japan gives people awesome ideas for fights and torture in them and what better way to kill people than what you watch on telly?
Anyway, the little girl is called Emily and since she reminds sanity of his little sister that was kidnapped when he was ten, I decided that I will make sure nothing happens to her if sanity can't do anything. His strong emotions can bleed into mine and depression is such a downer. I work best when insane, after all. I have to make him insane to be powerful.
But of course, sanity was stronger than expect. I'm a dying man piece, the Insanity piece.
Before I explain more about myself and how I am bound to sanity, as you humans are bound to crave to know about, be warned that I can travel, with the Newborn's permission, into another universe within the multiverse connected to his realm. Assimilation and implantation of the technology he has acquired made him able to connect and open rips to them at will. However, his servants and none of the other proxy types could use the rips other than instances of the Newborn himself.
Don't piss me off. I can use those rifts.
Now where was I...
That's where I came in. Out of the many pieces that are present in the world, I was the only one willing to enter the rip, but due to trials and tests from before, going on my own was deadly. We had to gather most of Us together, find a random host for me, and next thing we know, Mitch was with his friends. We did our thing, got him on his own and influenced him as I jumped bodies.
The Wooden Girl
Cold Boy
Slender Man
Blind Man
Black Dog
Convocation
The Intrusion
The Rake
EAT
The Plague Doctor
The Smiling Man
The Choir
Archangel
Myself
The Newborn
The Red Cap (YOUR NOT MY REAL MUM! I always wanted to say that.)
Unnamed Child
Nightlanders
The list of Fears present when we empowered his body. The Slender Man and his unknown powers were the channel in which we all pushed through our power into. We, sanity and I, can use a small amount of the powers of the others. I won't reveal my powers in whole though. Runners will be watching me.
He was test number thirty five. And he doesn't go all funny when using rifts. Good enough for us, another piece is being tested on for our partner. Because EAT want's more tests done just in case.
I serve all these Fears. Be careful of what you say about me.
Now, hopefully anyone who reads this doesn't try and piss me off and let me piss people off on blogs!
And I purposefully left the story as untold as possible. sanity's story is something he want's to write himself.
~INSANITY
P.S. almost forgot. The first mission we had to do today. Some runner was trying to leave Brisbane via plane and fly to the States. Don't remember who from. Either way, sanity and his tomahawk along with Woodchips strings make an interesting style of fighting.
"But I thought he was the white side of the coin!"
Yeah well, when he found out the runner was child molester, he went in a frenzy. I like the guy more than when I meet him. Hell, he has a tomahawk despite it being illegal here in Australia.
That's right Runners and Fighters. We find out you were naughty, you will wish the Pooch was after you!
Anyway, better leave it at that... Going to watch some anime. Apparently, Japan gives people awesome ideas for fights and torture in them and what better way to kill people than what you watch on telly?
My mission.
The little girl that was a Puppet before? She passed out from the things The Wooden Mistress made her do. She woke up now and came to me and gave me a piece of paper before going to the couch in the living room and is now sitting there looking at the screen. From time to time she will look at me and then look away when she thinks I might notice. She was innocent before this. Like me.
The note she gave me was a message
"make sure to read
the archive
the most dangerous game
channel fear
be wary
they will help you understand
keep the girl, she is yours"
No idea who sent it to me, but I guess I should do as I am commanded.
~sanity
Okay, just checked out this post and the list... would have helped if they told me sooner. As you sleep, sanity, I go on the internet insulting people... okay, that was a recent thing but it beats looking at your porn. Why the hell do you have rule34 on fairies, I don't even know.
But I can list some of the blogs I found looking up random keywords in Google. I love how Newborn Master not only opens the Internet to access all the verses in the world to be connected but gave us a good Internet connection. Brutality on the Internet and this BDSM stuff give me pretty good torture ideas when we can go on jobs.
So far, I've been looking at these blogs.
Evolve or Die - Some blog shared with some guy who has the hots for some girl and the girl is too shy to admit wanting his dick. They suck at their job, and one of them ended up in that Dogscape place. Wish they both did so I can beg The Newborn Master to close that realm's rip and let them die. I think the bimbo want's sanity because he is human. Why else would they know his birthday? Oh, and yeah, I hate them for no reason other than they make great targets. They are soooo easy to piss off, see. But sanity seems fine with them. So they hate me but like the him, and we share the same body.
Since I mentioned Dogscape, I guess, against my better judgement, to mention Scape. Didn't want to mention it because the guy Scape, who I only decided to follow because that Grant guy from Evolve left a comment but in a post, I see our now collective name, Mask of Insanity. The name we both use to refer to us, sanity and I. I am totally not creeped out by that Mistral chick. No. Not at all. Never. sanity is still going to deal with that blog though. Because.... ummm... He likes her. Because I said he does. Ignore the comment on one of the posts on here where she makes me feel sane.
Another blog that Grant guy and the Jess chick, his wank aid, commented on is about a Servant that I like, Rising From The Ashes. He seems like a fun guy I can happily go on a massacre with. Unless sanity tries to ruin my fun. I should get around to mention that his Nest of birdies referring to a certain nest of great badassness that I look up to have sanity achieve.
No Cowards is some blog about three runners I managed to stumble across via comments on Evolve or Die. I'm slowly making my way around the fearblogs now. I can't choose whether I want to get them killed or help them or what ever. However, they mention The Vision. I hate Nosight. She told me I would find love. I swear she hated me before I hated her.
sanity posted on a blog called Wandering from Death. Since he seemed interesting, sanity want's to help him. I honestly wish the kid would die via Magpie. Magpie seems like another proxy who I wouldn't mind killing, torturing and break Runners with.
Now, two blogs I like to mention that I am reading, and sanity too. Pyre for the Heart and Symphonies of Blinding Light. Interesting shit is going down on them. I just hate comment moderation. Gives them the choice to deny my voice, and Vinny already ignores me mostly. Sarah too, but she listens to sanity, so I might have a chance to cause her to slip.
We have other blogs to read, and four more to add to it. And they have many posts as well. I want to watch anime now. This Bleach show has interesting styles of fighting that I might borrow.
~INSANITY
~sanity
Okay, just checked out this post and the list... would have helped if they told me sooner. As you sleep, sanity, I go on the internet insulting people... okay, that was a recent thing but it beats looking at your porn. Why the hell do you have rule34 on fairies, I don't even know.
But I can list some of the blogs I found looking up random keywords in Google. I love how Newborn Master not only opens the Internet to access all the verses in the world to be connected but gave us a good Internet connection. Brutality on the Internet and this BDSM stuff give me pretty good torture ideas when we can go on jobs.
So far, I've been looking at these blogs.
Evolve or Die - Some blog shared with some guy who has the hots for some girl and the girl is too shy to admit wanting his dick. They suck at their job, and one of them ended up in that Dogscape place. Wish they both did so I can beg The Newborn Master to close that realm's rip and let them die. I think the bimbo want's sanity because he is human. Why else would they know his birthday? Oh, and yeah, I hate them for no reason other than they make great targets. They are soooo easy to piss off, see. But sanity seems fine with them. So they hate me but like the him, and we share the same body.
Since I mentioned Dogscape, I guess, against my better judgement, to mention Scape. Didn't want to mention it because the guy Scape, who I only decided to follow because that Grant guy from Evolve left a comment but in a post, I see our now collective name, Mask of Insanity. The name we both use to refer to us, sanity and I. I am totally not creeped out by that Mistral chick. No. Not at all. Never. sanity is still going to deal with that blog though. Because.... ummm... He likes her. Because I said he does. Ignore the comment on one of the posts on here where she makes me feel sane.
Another blog that Grant guy and the Jess chick, his wank aid, commented on is about a Servant that I like, Rising From The Ashes. He seems like a fun guy I can happily go on a massacre with. Unless sanity tries to ruin my fun. I should get around to mention that his Nest of birdies referring to a certain nest of great badassness that I look up to have sanity achieve.
No Cowards is some blog about three runners I managed to stumble across via comments on Evolve or Die. I'm slowly making my way around the fearblogs now. I can't choose whether I want to get them killed or help them or what ever. However, they mention The Vision. I hate Nosight. She told me I would find love. I swear she hated me before I hated her.
sanity posted on a blog called Wandering from Death. Since he seemed interesting, sanity want's to help him. I honestly wish the kid would die via Magpie. Magpie seems like another proxy who I wouldn't mind killing, torturing and break Runners with.
Now, two blogs I like to mention that I am reading, and sanity too. Pyre for the Heart and Symphonies of Blinding Light. Interesting shit is going down on them. I just hate comment moderation. Gives them the choice to deny my voice, and Vinny already ignores me mostly. Sarah too, but she listens to sanity, so I might have a chance to cause her to slip.
We have other blogs to read, and four more to add to it. And they have many posts as well. I want to watch anime now. This Bleach show has interesting styles of fighting that I might borrow.
~INSANITY
I'm not Human
I noticed that I had other voices in my head. I asked INSANITY a question in my mind and he confirmed I am part Nest.
What else am I?
~sanity
Tsk tsk tsk. You forget to mention Insane and pampered by the Masters and the Mistresses and spared by the Beasts.
That and You have myself, some Ink, some Red Cap Blood and other stuff in your body.
~INSANITY
What else am I?
~sanity
Tsk tsk tsk. You forget to mention Insane and pampered by the Masters and the Mistresses and spared by the Beasts.
That and You have myself, some Ink, some Red Cap Blood and other stuff in your body.
~INSANITY
Mistress
The Wooden Mistress came to me just after I scheduled the last post. I'm keeping them to the time I wrote them when I wrote them, but they follow the post order. This post was from the 14th of the 9th. Five days before posting is allowed from said Mistress.
Anyway, Her strings were to a poor little girl. She reminded me of my sister before she was taken.
Mistress made her do things. I was told to watch or the girl died. She made her burn herself, cut her legs carefully to avoid bleeding too much and made her reenact some of the abuse she suffered by her father. I was being tested. I had to watch all of this and not save the girl. I was a coward, in my opinion. But I have been reading, learning. I even listened to INSANITY as he help bring me to date. He said blogs would help me understand. I knew what happened to those that failed to understand those they serve.
This is all so tormenting. She does this every day, to torment me or to test me. I have a vague idea it's both and just because she can. She reminds me every time that I'm not the ones with the strings, so I should be grateful. I take the hint and watch. She has done this with women and girls, men and boys, even old people whose limbs are to stiff and snap performing her acts. And they do so with no control, crying at me, cursing me, demanding me why they are suffering while I watch in silence. She even made me pull the strings sometimes. Makes me do thing with children that I never wanted to see.
Do you know how much a girl cries when you make her brother bite at her hand slowly? It tore at my heart and I nearly got myself stringed if INSANITY hadn't held me back from rushing to them.
This time she offered me the girl to do what I will with her, hinting that the girl wouldn't be new to it, as we just saw. I refused to and went back to reading, trying to understand what world I am now thrown into. She decided to leave the girl in my care...
Oh, and Mistress is mute but she can talk to me through her strings. Much like those string and cup phones. It's why I'm hated by her toys. They think I do this willingly despite my appearance. Like I'm the mask of the Insane guy, not the other way round.
Someone give me reason to rebel. I'm dominated by these things and I can't understand why I was picked out. I was reading some of your blogs. You say you have to be aware of them to attract their attention. WHY AM I CHOSEN?!
~sanity
sanity, why you be so boring? You were chosen to be the Host of me, the Gift. Accept it and move on, ass hat.
Oh, and I only saved you because I hate Woodchip.
Also, rebel against the others? Sure. Rebel agasint me? HAH!
~INSANITY
Anyway, Her strings were to a poor little girl. She reminded me of my sister before she was taken.
Mistress made her do things. I was told to watch or the girl died. She made her burn herself, cut her legs carefully to avoid bleeding too much and made her reenact some of the abuse she suffered by her father. I was being tested. I had to watch all of this and not save the girl. I was a coward, in my opinion. But I have been reading, learning. I even listened to INSANITY as he help bring me to date. He said blogs would help me understand. I knew what happened to those that failed to understand those they serve.
This is all so tormenting. She does this every day, to torment me or to test me. I have a vague idea it's both and just because she can. She reminds me every time that I'm not the ones with the strings, so I should be grateful. I take the hint and watch. She has done this with women and girls, men and boys, even old people whose limbs are to stiff and snap performing her acts. And they do so with no control, crying at me, cursing me, demanding me why they are suffering while I watch in silence. She even made me pull the strings sometimes. Makes me do thing with children that I never wanted to see.
Do you know how much a girl cries when you make her brother bite at her hand slowly? It tore at my heart and I nearly got myself stringed if INSANITY hadn't held me back from rushing to them.
This time she offered me the girl to do what I will with her, hinting that the girl wouldn't be new to it, as we just saw. I refused to and went back to reading, trying to understand what world I am now thrown into. She decided to leave the girl in my care...
Oh, and Mistress is mute but she can talk to me through her strings. Much like those string and cup phones. It's why I'm hated by her toys. They think I do this willingly despite my appearance. Like I'm the mask of the Insane guy, not the other way round.
Someone give me reason to rebel. I'm dominated by these things and I can't understand why I was picked out. I was reading some of your blogs. You say you have to be aware of them to attract their attention. WHY AM I CHOSEN?!
~sanity
sanity, why you be so boring? You were chosen to be the Host of me, the Gift. Accept it and move on, ass hat.
Oh, and I only saved you because I hate Woodchip.
Also, rebel against the others? Sure. Rebel agasint me? HAH!
~INSANITY
What am I?
What the Hell am I now? I'm not a servant to one of the Masters, Mistresses or the Beasts, but a servent to most of them. A wooden girl, a frosty boy, a tall gentleman, a blind man, a dog, some birds, some insects within a women, a beast, a human hivemind, a plague doctor, a man with a too wide a smile, a blur in my perception, a man with faces of the dead, a man with the face of death, an assimilating newborn , a women in red, a little girl of no name and shadows of humanity.
The Wooden Mistress
Mister Frost
Master Tall
Master Blind
Barghest
Raum
Jorogumo
Kobold
Naiad and her people
Master Plague
Master Smiles
Master Poltergeist
Master Dullahan
Master Death
The Newborn Master
Mistress Huldra
Mistress Without Name
The Shadow People
This is what I call them. Theses are who I serve.
Is this why I am insane? Is this why I am being tested every day for a month since the hike?
~sanity
You know what should worry you more? NO ONE CAN HELP YOU BUT ME AND THEM!
~INSANITY
The Wooden Mistress
Mister Frost
Master Tall
Master Blind
Barghest
Raum
Jorogumo
Kobold
Naiad and her people
Master Plague
Master Smiles
Master Poltergeist
Master Dullahan
Master Death
The Newborn Master
Mistress Huldra
Mistress Without Name
The Shadow People
This is what I call them. Theses are who I serve.
Is this why I am insane? Is this why I am being tested every day for a month since the hike?
~sanity
You know what should worry you more? NO ONE CAN HELP YOU BUT ME AND THEM!
~INSANITY
My Sanity is All Gone Save This Mask
Curse INSANITY. I fall asleep and I wake up at the computer with the mask fallen on my keyboard. He has to get up and get into mischief... My head hurts from him. Least my body is rested, somehow.
I'll explain what the fuck is wrong with me later, but I have a split personality now, and if he goes to take control if MY body, I end up wearing a mask. Just because it's the idea behind my username. Sadly, when I am asleep, he somehow has control of me anyway. I AM a Fear, after all.
INSANITY is what I call the persona, since that's the side of me he represents. You can call me sanity then, since my name means nothing now. Mitch King is dead now. Also, the whole INSANITY and sanity thing is him being an asshole. I want to say INSANITY but as you can see, I can't call him that. And the sanity thing is my own play to counter him.
He tries to spread discord while I try and be helpful. Like a coin, we never are on the edge but are one side or the other. Doesn't mean we can't be both, of course. Another example is the Black, White and Gray. I'm white, him black, but we might mix to be gray.
I'm in an empty city. The Empty City, numbnuts.
I'm reading up on some blogs. I thought it was an ARG once, when I saw them looking for some story a friend of mine wrote, The Black Noon is Built for Two. I can tell that some of them are really just ARG's and blog stories, but I can also tell that some actually happened, are real. How? I have no fucking clue, I have a split personality that's held together by a fucking mask and I serve entities that toy me. No, because I fucking can tell. You being able to tell is a boon, since it saves me doing all the reading.
This is NOT what I signed for when I went on... the hike... that ruined it all. You were after Sophie.
I'll talk about the hike later. I can't yet. Maybe Insanity will, but he will twist it. Someone, please, help me. Yeah, help him go insane so I can keep in control.
I need help to cope with what I am. A servant to many of Them. More than I thought you guys said one would serve. Help me.
Please.
Not like we like sharing you know. As a Dying Man piece, I kinda wanted to kill you slowly and drive you insane.
I have to go, I need sleep. My body still hurts from where Barghest mauled me because I tried to fight.
~sanity
Man, sanity is a downer. I'm INSANITY! Here to make your days brighter if you like me, or hell if you don't. I'm like the cooler side of this coin, with sanity being the sissy. I am unpredictable. He is. However, we are powerful. But sanity will most likely talk about it himself and botch the details, so I will go over them later. If I did it myself, he will think I made it up.
Touchy and paranoid, isn't he?
Also, Black Dog had every right. Did you know that sanity pulled out a fucking tomahawk and tried to fight us off? Ballsy. I like him for that, honestly.
I'll explain what the fuck is wrong with me later, but I have a split personality now, and if he goes to take control if MY body, I end up wearing a mask. Just because it's the idea behind my username. Sadly, when I am asleep, he somehow has control of me anyway. I AM a Fear, after all.
INSANITY is what I call the persona, since that's the side of me he represents. You can call me sanity then, since my name means nothing now. Mitch King is dead now. Also, the whole INSANITY and sanity thing is him being an asshole. I want to say INSANITY but as you can see, I can't call him that. And the sanity thing is my own play to counter him.
He tries to spread discord while I try and be helpful. Like a coin, we never are on the edge but are one side or the other. Doesn't mean we can't be both, of course. Another example is the Black, White and Gray. I'm white, him black, but we might mix to be gray.
I'm in an empty city. The Empty City, numbnuts.
I'm reading up on some blogs. I thought it was an ARG once, when I saw them looking for some story a friend of mine wrote, The Black Noon is Built for Two. I can tell that some of them are really just ARG's and blog stories, but I can also tell that some actually happened, are real. How? I have no fucking clue, I have a split personality that's held together by a fucking mask and I serve entities that toy me. No, because I fucking can tell. You being able to tell is a boon, since it saves me doing all the reading.
This is NOT what I signed for when I went on... the hike... that ruined it all. You were after Sophie.
I'll talk about the hike later. I can't yet. Maybe Insanity will, but he will twist it. Someone, please, help me. Yeah, help him go insane so I can keep in control.
I need help to cope with what I am. A servant to many of Them. More than I thought you guys said one would serve. Help me.
Please.
Not like we like sharing you know. As a Dying Man piece, I kinda wanted to kill you slowly and drive you insane.
I have to go, I need sleep. My body still hurts from where Barghest mauled me because I tried to fight.
~sanity
Man, sanity is a downer. I'm INSANITY! Here to make your days brighter if you like me, or hell if you don't. I'm like the cooler side of this coin, with sanity being the sissy. I am unpredictable. He is. However, we are powerful. But sanity will most likely talk about it himself and botch the details, so I will go over them later. If I did it myself, he will think I made it up.
Touchy and paranoid, isn't he?
Also, Black Dog had every right. Did you know that sanity pulled out a fucking tomahawk and tried to fight us off? Ballsy. I like him for that, honestly.
One Month Spent Insane
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm not sane but I am.
I'm back. Missed me internet? I've been busy serving Masters, Mistresses and the Beasts. Dammit... dd not want to say that but sanity seems to be making me do it... he's a fast learner.
Anywho, I hope to meet some of you!
I am going to pleasure myself with your screams! Hopefully I, INSANITY, can serve in this country with the other Masters, Mistresses and Beasts! I am eager to please and meet their expectations! Otherwise... Well... it's hard to get people to kill themselves over the internet if they remove's sanity's fingers...
~INSANITY
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