CURRENT LOCATION STATUS: MAINE
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: FLUCTUATING
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
I feel this odd feeling nonstop ever since I was "Mind attacked" in New York, it feels like a slight strain on every muscle I have, its just a minor annoyance but I better be cautious and see if this is a side effect of Slendery stuff, like that cough some people develop.
I have been on the move for a year now as I said, if its a sickness i'd probably have picked it up sooner, considering the retarded shit I used to pull. Anyway, my money supply is running kind of low. I need to pick up another job soon.
But yeah, I can't ward off these memories. They bug the hell out of me. Intrusive thoughts are not a fun thing.
Late birthday present, another box on my doorstep. Inside was, AMMUNITIONS! Couple boxes of bullets, which I assume is from the previous unknown sender. I feel a lot safer by having a loaded gun at my side. I planned on faking an ID to get some but well fuck that.
All in all not too bad.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
REPORT #8
CURRENT LOCATION STATUS: MAINE - STABLE
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: FLUCTUATING
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS: UNSTABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
I feel more paranoid lately, every time I turn my head I think I catch a glimpse of something. No odd dreams though. I haven't seen him since New York but I know he's seen me. What move can he pull next? I can't tell if he is still trying to mindrape me or will try and kill me next time.
Maybe i'll get around to writing another followup soon, but it really hurts to be reminded of my stupidity and such as I usually bury memories like those. Shamshel is fucking apeshit at the moment, I don't even know anything about that.
Not much has happened in other mythos news, Jay from MH hasn't updated since August 8th, more blogs are appearing though. To me thats a good and bad thing.
Oh, today's my birthday, almost forgot. Yay for me. I'll be sure to celebrate and pray to live to the next one.
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: FLUCTUATING
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS: UNSTABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
I feel more paranoid lately, every time I turn my head I think I catch a glimpse of something. No odd dreams though. I haven't seen him since New York but I know he's seen me. What move can he pull next? I can't tell if he is still trying to mindrape me or will try and kill me next time.
Maybe i'll get around to writing another followup soon, but it really hurts to be reminded of my stupidity and such as I usually bury memories like those. Shamshel is fucking apeshit at the moment, I don't even know anything about that.
Not much has happened in other mythos news, Jay from MH hasn't updated since August 8th, more blogs are appearing though. To me thats a good and bad thing.
Oh, today's my birthday, almost forgot. Yay for me. I'll be sure to celebrate and pray to live to the next one.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
ADDENDUM #3
Just been thinking lately. My entire life right now is devoted to surviving, but what future lies in that? What's the point in continuing, I have no real "goal". If I keep running, I will live. But it will be an empty life. I live to live, basically. I need to find a purpose, i'm not going to stop running or anything. I just need a clear goal. Every other blog had a type of plot driving overarching mission or duty. I just run and tell stories about how fucking stupid I am. I don't try to save people, I don't try to kill it, I don't try to experiment with it any more. I am nearly worthless. I can't really explain it, its just one of those things you have to experience.
Right now, I need to focus on... Well damn, not a lot to focus on.
Just noticed I got a new follower, Doctor Mengele. Not entirely sure thats good.
Right now, I need to focus on... Well damn, not a lot to focus on.
Just noticed I got a new follower, Doctor Mengele. Not entirely sure thats good.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
REPORT #7
CURRENT LOCATION STATUS: MAINE - STABLE
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
I opened the box yesterday, inside was a
, wait for it, PISTOL, Yaaaaayyyyyy, looks like someone found out I had no weapon. Its a mass produced ass copy of a MC96 though, I don't even care its a weapon. But it came with no ammunition, like what the hell? I can't waltz in and buy ammo for it, not old enough yet. God damn, I needed some self defense and I got my wish half fulfilled.
In other news, let me tell you what happened today.
Went to pick up some supplies, I hadn't eaten since I got to Maine. Decided to go have a detour to a Mcdonald's to hold me over until I get some real food. As I walk back out, someone leaped out of assfuck nowhere and grabbed my bag before running faster than the speed of sound.
Damn it, bad part of town. Always the bad part of town.
In other news, SOMETHING WORTH MENTIONING!
Since you are ninety nine percent to get wrecked in a slender encounter alone, I plan on defying my "Lone wolf" rule slightly, if I can meet some people, form like a squad or something, we might have a higher chance of survival. I am still attempting to find Shamshel but he is a cryptic fucker and can't do anything non vaguely. Must be a side effect of working with it.
No follow up yet, I don't feel like writing.
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
I opened the box yesterday, inside was a
, wait for it, PISTOL, Yaaaaayyyyyy, looks like someone found out I had no weapon. Its a mass produced ass copy of a MC96 though, I don't even care its a weapon. But it came with no ammunition, like what the hell? I can't waltz in and buy ammo for it, not old enough yet. God damn, I needed some self defense and I got my wish half fulfilled.
In other news, let me tell you what happened today.
Went to pick up some supplies, I hadn't eaten since I got to Maine. Decided to go have a detour to a Mcdonald's to hold me over until I get some real food. As I walk back out, someone leaped out of assfuck nowhere and grabbed my bag before running faster than the speed of sound.
Damn it, bad part of town. Always the bad part of town.
In other news, SOMETHING WORTH MENTIONING!
Since you are ninety nine percent to get wrecked in a slender encounter alone, I plan on defying my "Lone wolf" rule slightly, if I can meet some people, form like a squad or something, we might have a higher chance of survival. I am still attempting to find Shamshel but he is a cryptic fucker and can't do anything non vaguely. Must be a side effect of working with it.
No follow up yet, I don't feel like writing.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
REPORT #6
CURRENT LOCATION STATUS: MAINE - STABLE
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: GOOD - STABLE
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS:EXCELLENT - STABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
Short update.
Arrived in Maine a bit ago, got a package on my doorstep. Not sure if I should open it, I don't want to set off a bomb or release toxic gas.
Lately my body has been feeling sore, especially my left arm for some reason. Still no signs of a "Slender-sickness" people sometimes get.
Also, I looked in a mirror for the first time in a while and saw a strange marking on the side of my neck, not entirely sure how it got there.
This box is so tempting man, I gotta find a way to open it safely.
Not much else happened, maybe I should be glad, considering what happened a few days ago.
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: GOOD - STABLE
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS:EXCELLENT - STABLE
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:UNCHANGED
Short update.
Arrived in Maine a bit ago, got a package on my doorstep. Not sure if I should open it, I don't want to set off a bomb or release toxic gas.
Lately my body has been feeling sore, especially my left arm for some reason. Still no signs of a "Slender-sickness" people sometimes get.
Also, I looked in a mirror for the first time in a while and saw a strange marking on the side of my neck, not entirely sure how it got there.
This box is so tempting man, I gotta find a way to open it safely.
Not much else happened, maybe I should be glad, considering what happened a few days ago.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
REPORT #5
CURRENT LOCATION STATUS: NEW YORK - UNSTABLE - NEED TO MOVE QUICK
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: GOOD - DETERIORATING
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS:EXCELLENT - IMPROVEMENT
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:GOOD - WORSENED
What rhymes with shoes and often gives you the blues? Thats right, its time for the news.
Slap my leg and call me a tallywapper, I almost messed up bad.
Here I am strolling through a park like the KKK in the hood (Okay thats a bad joke i'm sorry) in New York, minding my own business, when I start to feel a tingle throughout my body, similiar to when a limb falls asleep due to blood vessels being constricted. It escalated as I continue to walk to the point where it feels like i'm being jabbed by a knife in my head. I stumbled to the nearest tree and put my back up against it, I thought if I ceased moving and rested for a moment it would go away. My lungs feel as if they are shrinking and my mouth is dry. As a child I had semi-frequent bouts of heat exhaustion similar to this (Only, that was because I overworked myself and was severely underweight.) A young man approaches me, sees my weak state and asks me if I am okay. I try to tell him that I simply overworked myself but it came out as "Barlgofendurryopfep."
He let me have a sip of his water bottle and my god it was heavenly, it was like as if it rained on the desert in my body. I thanked the man and started to close my eyes. My body had calmed down and the pain faded as I drifted into unconsciousness. I am in my home, holding a picture frame, looking at my family picture. Tears begin to well up in my eyes at the sight. The picture starts to distort and change, everyone's faces seem to erase themselves, the picture gradually loses its light and was corrupted. I dropped it in fear and started to run. "Is that all you can do is Run? Where are you running to?" I heard a voice say in my head, it reminded me of someone, but sick and twisted. I open the door to the outside world only to see a vast expanse of nothingness. "Are you happy? Do you really think your life is more valuable than others?" The voice asked, this time it was... Distorted to a sort, it sounded artificial. The floor beneath me dissipated and I fell. My mind stopped working, it was too full of confusion to do anything at the moment, much less decipher the situation. My fall slowed itself until I began to float.
It felt oddly peaceful here. It felt like I was having lapses of unconsciousness here as well as I remember closing my eyes and opening them to see new things that weren't there before. I see... A hand. A ghostly hand before me. It leaves a trail of dread and fear as it moved closer to my head. It makes a "Picking" gesture and passes through my skull, yanks back something indescribable and I reel in pain before it snaps off the part connected to me. I open my eyes and see I am in the park once more, and in the distance at the tree line I see... Him. God fucking damn it. He stood tall in the shade with his hands behind him in the classic pose we all know and love. Children played games and ran right past him without noticing. Unsure of what to do I did what I do best. Run as fast as I can. Where am I running? Anywhere he isn't at.
What just happened you may ask? Nothing but pure bullshit. Mindgames yet again. It is pointless and I don't suggest trying to make sense of it, its just fabricated as an attack on my sanity by trying to bring out my insecurities and flaws. I almost didn't post this because how utterly stupid it is, dreams mean nothing and should never be considered otherwise.
I may seem a little grumpy at the subject, its just that dreams usually have significance in stories but here it is just trying to delude me. I can't even give it another thought. Just, please, don't fall for his mindgames, don't pay them any attention, they will intrude your thought pattern and won't go away. This is absolutely vital in maintaining sanity.
I don't like the way I wrote this, but I felt it was the best way to detail what I saw. I usually stick with barebasic detail.
Also, he tries to make the mindgames personal. That's why so many snap after a while.
I feel more confident now, withstanding sanity attacks were easy once I discovered the mindset that they are trying to break me, if I fall to them I lose. I cannot lose, but I have to be careful as hubris can lead to underestimating and taking unneccessary risks. I think I am coping well so far though.
He goes for your sanity first, he doesn't aim to kill at first because he wants to recruit people. If he realizes he can't break you, he'll try to end you. He seems to try to mix it up every week for me.
Need to leave New York soon, I think i've stayed too long.
CURRENT PHYSICAL HEALTH STATUS: GOOD - DETERIORATING
CURRENT MENTAL HEALTH STATUS:EXCELLENT - IMPROVEMENT
CURRENT GOAL STATUS:GOOD - WORSENED
What rhymes with shoes and often gives you the blues? Thats right, its time for the news.
Slap my leg and call me a tallywapper, I almost messed up bad.
Here I am strolling through a park like the KKK in the hood (Okay thats a bad joke i'm sorry) in New York, minding my own business, when I start to feel a tingle throughout my body, similiar to when a limb falls asleep due to blood vessels being constricted. It escalated as I continue to walk to the point where it feels like i'm being jabbed by a knife in my head. I stumbled to the nearest tree and put my back up against it, I thought if I ceased moving and rested for a moment it would go away. My lungs feel as if they are shrinking and my mouth is dry. As a child I had semi-frequent bouts of heat exhaustion similar to this (Only, that was because I overworked myself and was severely underweight.) A young man approaches me, sees my weak state and asks me if I am okay. I try to tell him that I simply overworked myself but it came out as "Barlgofendurryopfep."
He let me have a sip of his water bottle and my god it was heavenly, it was like as if it rained on the desert in my body. I thanked the man and started to close my eyes. My body had calmed down and the pain faded as I drifted into unconsciousness. I am in my home, holding a picture frame, looking at my family picture. Tears begin to well up in my eyes at the sight. The picture starts to distort and change, everyone's faces seem to erase themselves, the picture gradually loses its light and was corrupted. I dropped it in fear and started to run. "Is that all you can do is Run? Where are you running to?" I heard a voice say in my head, it reminded me of someone, but sick and twisted. I open the door to the outside world only to see a vast expanse of nothingness. "Are you happy? Do you really think your life is more valuable than others?" The voice asked, this time it was... Distorted to a sort, it sounded artificial. The floor beneath me dissipated and I fell. My mind stopped working, it was too full of confusion to do anything at the moment, much less decipher the situation. My fall slowed itself until I began to float.
It felt oddly peaceful here. It felt like I was having lapses of unconsciousness here as well as I remember closing my eyes and opening them to see new things that weren't there before. I see... A hand. A ghostly hand before me. It leaves a trail of dread and fear as it moved closer to my head. It makes a "Picking" gesture and passes through my skull, yanks back something indescribable and I reel in pain before it snaps off the part connected to me. I open my eyes and see I am in the park once more, and in the distance at the tree line I see... Him. God fucking damn it. He stood tall in the shade with his hands behind him in the classic pose we all know and love. Children played games and ran right past him without noticing. Unsure of what to do I did what I do best. Run as fast as I can. Where am I running? Anywhere he isn't at.
What just happened you may ask? Nothing but pure bullshit. Mindgames yet again. It is pointless and I don't suggest trying to make sense of it, its just fabricated as an attack on my sanity by trying to bring out my insecurities and flaws. I almost didn't post this because how utterly stupid it is, dreams mean nothing and should never be considered otherwise.
I may seem a little grumpy at the subject, its just that dreams usually have significance in stories but here it is just trying to delude me. I can't even give it another thought. Just, please, don't fall for his mindgames, don't pay them any attention, they will intrude your thought pattern and won't go away. This is absolutely vital in maintaining sanity.
I don't like the way I wrote this, but I felt it was the best way to detail what I saw. I usually stick with barebasic detail.
Also, he tries to make the mindgames personal. That's why so many snap after a while.
I feel more confident now, withstanding sanity attacks were easy once I discovered the mindset that they are trying to break me, if I fall to them I lose. I cannot lose, but I have to be careful as hubris can lead to underestimating and taking unneccessary risks. I think I am coping well so far though.
He goes for your sanity first, he doesn't aim to kill at first because he wants to recruit people. If he realizes he can't break you, he'll try to end you. He seems to try to mix it up every week for me.
Need to leave New York soon, I think i've stayed too long.
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