Ow, everything hurts, Grey jumping up and down on me rightly fucked me up, doctors say I have a broken clavical, or lay man terms collar bone, so I'm typing this one handed as if I move my other arm well I just descend into agony.
But... that isn't important right now, I woke up rough 2 or 3 days ago and from reading the blog just now it would have been straight after Aoife.... went. She's still alive but the 'doctors' say she is suffering from Post Traumatic Stress, but I think we can all doubt that. I went sneaking about after they confirmed I was 'fit', and came upon a pair of them talking.
D1: How are the patients?
D2: Well the girl that came in is currently under the influence of TX7, so aslong as we maintain a reasonable dose we should be fine.
D1: The Muse?
D2: He succumbed to the effects of the solution easily and is showing all the outward signs of PVS.
D1: Good, what are we doing about the other girl and boy?
D2: I believe the girl will have to be sedated I doubt she'd be suitable for our procedure, she has too close of a emotional connection with the target to make it viable.
D1: So we are assuming the boy is the candidate we will use?
D2: Almost certainly, he has reason to distrust and hate the target, this means we can mold him if needs be to our purpose.
D1: Then we'll proceed to phase two, go check the girl maybe we can plant a seed before we sedate her as a backup, but if not sedate her, now.
D2: As you wish.
I played along with their game, but if they are following this they will know and my time left awake is short.
It's up to Tom now, I hope he can do it.
Sunday, 7 October 2012
Friday, 5 October 2012
Really? I'm not awake yet
This must mean Grey killed me, or injured me so badly that I'm unconscious so unable to heal myself, or worse still a fear has me, but then they wouldn't want me unconscious they would want to gloat because they got one over on me.
But in case of the event it is a fear I will post here some of the theoretical weapons against some of the fears, the main one I assume would do it is the Plague Doctor, if it is Slendy then I have shown some of my experiments against him so hopefully you would be able to use them.
Plague doctor: PRE 12, Main weapon being disease but seems to posses the powers other fears do, such as super natural strength and speed. Now as I once pointed out one of my theories was to use a pair of marigolds and bleach. H2O2, hydrogen Peroxide, most commonly known as bleach, as you are aware the simplest peroxide, and a strong oxidiser, meaning it affects the cell membrane of cells inherently killing the cell, it can even cause internal bleeding in Humans when a large enough quantity is inhaled.
Also considering the medieval appearance would suggest you could wear a gas mask to 'clean' the air and mask horrible odours. Again perception, thought I'd forgotten about that didn't you, such as fire it kills most pathogenic bacteria and viruses, denaturing and killing them. So molotovs and gas masks should defeat it and a pair of rubber gloves, now won't that look dystopian. :), his cane is also an integral part of his appearance, so maybe if you part him from that you could impede him in someway.
Dying Man: PRE 15, Infects individual who kills a host body, method of which is unknown, it is also unusual amoungst his siblings, as he doesn't have supreme strength, his form of contagion and and killing is to posses the body of another and slowly causing the body to decay, and when it attacks if you kill the body he is inhabiting, then you become a version of the dying man, and continuing the infection.
However this fragmented nature of himself causes him to be weak so perhaps merely wearing a bio hazard suit, or if you're budget doesn't allow that a gas mask a wet suit and rubber gloves. Fire and extreme temperatures should increase the rate of decomposition, and increasing the amount of oxygen in the air, inadvertently this may cause an explosion, so this is inadvisable.
Wooden Girl: PRE 05, a wooden fear, sometimes said to be quite a beautiful girl inside a wooden shell, this is still important, since again fire could be another weapon against a fear, maybe a pair of scissors or a saw could be used but you would have to get close to use these two, so these are inadvisable as the probability of you becoming one of her, ummmmm, concubines is high.
Maybe logic is the best weapon here, most marionettes usually have masters pulling their strings, so insinuating that she is merely a toy for some greater beings bidding may incite a reaction you could manipulate, perhaps even insinuating that the higher being is Archy or the Blind Man. She would do the puppet thing where they maintain they are a to paraphrase 'a real boy', this will cause her to foget to try to bind you, even come close enough for you to strike against the wooden nympho.
Grand Father: PRE 04, this is more for the sake of covering all bases, he could try and maintain me for 'my own good', but you could possibly try to break any of his appendages, his old age coupled with perception should prove a form of weapon, but he's clever, he's a very clever fear, probably the most.
But I doubt he'd maintain me against my will.
Archangel: PRE 03, He is a weird one, he chooses to mess with the great game just for fun, and he has two juxtaposing names, his main name is the Archangel, but he also is called Azreal, a demon, so perception induced by religious icons or demonic rituals would induce no effect upon him.
But if he has got me he would probably manipulate me to mess with the great game, and if he doesn't, well...........let me die, there's no use trying to risk your life trying to save me from him.
These are the few fears I believe who would keep me against my will, either for my own (seeming) safety, or try to kill me, I believe Slendy would be too wary, and if one of these fears are already monitoring me then I believe I should be safe from him.
However you may be wondering why I'm telling you this, well isn't it obvious, Find me, fight the fear, the notes should help, and wake me the fuck up I need to keep fighting.
For all of you, try to avoid what I do,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive
But in case of the event it is a fear I will post here some of the theoretical weapons against some of the fears, the main one I assume would do it is the Plague Doctor, if it is Slendy then I have shown some of my experiments against him so hopefully you would be able to use them.
Plague doctor: PRE 12, Main weapon being disease but seems to posses the powers other fears do, such as super natural strength and speed. Now as I once pointed out one of my theories was to use a pair of marigolds and bleach. H2O2, hydrogen Peroxide, most commonly known as bleach, as you are aware the simplest peroxide, and a strong oxidiser, meaning it affects the cell membrane of cells inherently killing the cell, it can even cause internal bleeding in Humans when a large enough quantity is inhaled.
Also considering the medieval appearance would suggest you could wear a gas mask to 'clean' the air and mask horrible odours. Again perception, thought I'd forgotten about that didn't you, such as fire it kills most pathogenic bacteria and viruses, denaturing and killing them. So molotovs and gas masks should defeat it and a pair of rubber gloves, now won't that look dystopian. :), his cane is also an integral part of his appearance, so maybe if you part him from that you could impede him in someway.
Dying Man: PRE 15, Infects individual who kills a host body, method of which is unknown, it is also unusual amoungst his siblings, as he doesn't have supreme strength, his form of contagion and and killing is to posses the body of another and slowly causing the body to decay, and when it attacks if you kill the body he is inhabiting, then you become a version of the dying man, and continuing the infection.
However this fragmented nature of himself causes him to be weak so perhaps merely wearing a bio hazard suit, or if you're budget doesn't allow that a gas mask a wet suit and rubber gloves. Fire and extreme temperatures should increase the rate of decomposition, and increasing the amount of oxygen in the air, inadvertently this may cause an explosion, so this is inadvisable.
Wooden Girl: PRE 05, a wooden fear, sometimes said to be quite a beautiful girl inside a wooden shell, this is still important, since again fire could be another weapon against a fear, maybe a pair of scissors or a saw could be used but you would have to get close to use these two, so these are inadvisable as the probability of you becoming one of her, ummmmm, concubines is high.
Maybe logic is the best weapon here, most marionettes usually have masters pulling their strings, so insinuating that she is merely a toy for some greater beings bidding may incite a reaction you could manipulate, perhaps even insinuating that the higher being is Archy or the Blind Man. She would do the puppet thing where they maintain they are a to paraphrase 'a real boy', this will cause her to foget to try to bind you, even come close enough for you to strike against the wooden nympho.
Grand Father: PRE 04, this is more for the sake of covering all bases, he could try and maintain me for 'my own good', but you could possibly try to break any of his appendages, his old age coupled with perception should prove a form of weapon, but he's clever, he's a very clever fear, probably the most.
But I doubt he'd maintain me against my will.
Archangel: PRE 03, He is a weird one, he chooses to mess with the great game just for fun, and he has two juxtaposing names, his main name is the Archangel, but he also is called Azreal, a demon, so perception induced by religious icons or demonic rituals would induce no effect upon him.
But if he has got me he would probably manipulate me to mess with the great game, and if he doesn't, well...........let me die, there's no use trying to risk your life trying to save me from him.
These are the few fears I believe who would keep me against my will, either for my own (seeming) safety, or try to kill me, I believe Slendy would be too wary, and if one of these fears are already monitoring me then I believe I should be safe from him.
However you may be wondering why I'm telling you this, well isn't it obvious, Find me, fight the fear, the notes should help, and wake me the fuck up I need to keep fighting.
For all of you, try to avoid what I do,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive
Wednesday, 3 October 2012
WAIT! Manic's not responding
Manic seems to have fallen back under but his eyes are still open, and he blinks, but apart from that he seems to be brain dead. The doctors say it's a type of persistent vegetative state, and may be a reaction to the blow on the head, so his moment of apparent lucidity was a one off, the thing is they say Kat is healing fine, but she still looks as terrible as when she came in, she still looks like she's at death's door not on the road to recovery. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, after all this time Manic's paranoia must have rubbed off on me, but he was never paranoid without good cause. I mean he didn't trust that Paul's guys friend/brother Ryan (Yeah that's right I've been reading, what else is there to do in this dire place), he helped him realise the reality of his family, Manic was wary of his brother because he knew what he was capable of. So maybe I'm not being paranoid, maybe my gut is just trying to tell me something, I'm just going to check something.
Just checked in the morgue area for Grey, they didn't even have any bodies and I went to speak to the people at reception and asked about the man in Grey's room they said the room had been empty for a week, weirdly. Curious firstly Grey disappears without a trace, and Manic has regressed in to a potato, Kat still hasn't got any color back, and Tom, well, Tom looks closer to death than ever, yet they still say that they should be getting better. I think we have a mystery on our hands gang, I'll go this way and you lot go that way. God, I must be tired I'm quoting a cartoon jock, Slender Man take me now, KIDDING! kidding, I have too much to live for, I'm too young, I must say this coffee that the doctors are giving me is really something I must find out what brand they buy, hmmm, my head feels fuzzy.
This doctor man is very helpful, but he's quite tall and he's dress really funny, sorry Mr Doctor man, I have to go find clues, to my mystery machine, I want a sandwich, a big one, with blackjack and hookers, and... and , and more blackjack. Ooppsy Oh no someone spilt red paint, thats' not nice, Oh I got loads of it on my dress, MY DOctor MAn someone Spilt Red paint someone should clean it up. No I don't need a coat Mr Doctor Man I'm not cold
Just checked in the morgue area for Grey, they didn't even have any bodies and I went to speak to the people at reception and asked about the man in Grey's room they said the room had been empty for a week, weirdly. Curious firstly Grey disappears without a trace, and Manic has regressed in to a potato, Kat still hasn't got any color back, and Tom, well, Tom looks closer to death than ever, yet they still say that they should be getting better. I think we have a mystery on our hands gang, I'll go this way and you lot go that way. God, I must be tired I'm quoting a cartoon jock, Slender Man take me now, KIDDING! kidding, I have too much to live for, I'm too young, I must say this coffee that the doctors are giving me is really something I must find out what brand they buy, hmmm, my head feels fuzzy.
This doctor man is very helpful, but he's quite tall and he's dress really funny, sorry Mr Doctor man, I have to go find clues, to my mystery machine, I want a sandwich, a big one, with blackjack and hookers, and... and , and more blackjack. Ooppsy Oh no someone spilt red paint, thats' not nice, Oh I got loads of it on my dress, MY DOctor MAn someone Spilt Red paint someone should clean it up. No I don't need a coat Mr Doctor Man I'm not cold
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
They're still out
The doctors say that they should make a full recovery, but they think Manic may have some problems because of the head trauma, and Tom may have some mental problems when he wakes up and realises his leg is missing. I fell asleep and dreamed of the event I woke up and saw that the doctors were restraining me, they said I had been screaming and thrashing, so they were going to restrain me and do a few tests, but they've just attributed it to post traumatic stress, they said that I may want to keep a more regular sleep pattern as I hadn't slept since the night before the event. I went to Grey's room to check on him, as a ending to see if he died due to what Manic gave him. I went into the room he was suppose to be in but no one was there, I asked the nurse who was in the room, she said with a grave face that he had gone on, so I guess that's the end of that story.
Wait ... Manic just woke up... he's motioning at the computer and pulling me away.
My head really hurts I feel like I've been hit by big elephants, but I guess I am alive it's alright, I read above GRey dead I feel bad I couldn't save him. I don't feel safe here, I just have a feeling, I'll leave Aoife to finish off, Mother of Lydon my head.
Well K, they're not all still out, but Kat and Tom still are, I just thought I'd write this to keep you all informed, though I don't see why this small crew would even care.
-Aoife
Monday, 1 October 2012
After report
He...Hey, this is Aoife, because, well I'm the only one awake, the only one completely safe, not in some form of critical condition. Kat, she has sever blood loss, internal as well, and a lot of broken bones, Manic, he's got so many cuts and bruises, he doesn't have internal bleeding but the doctors believe he has some for of head injury. Tom..... Oh god Tom, he lost his leg has had his gut torn open, he is hooked up to more machines than I've ever seen attached to one person. Grey well..... we'll get to that.
I'll tell you what happened and why I'm in a state to write this, we transferred Grey to a cage Tom made shortly after Manic posted, at 10 O'clock Grey turned and we watched as he writhed and contorted into the shape of a large wolf not as large as the one Manic saw but still large enough for us to be wary, Manic deemed the mixture ready for use about 11 O'clock. At 11:30 we applied it, at 11:45 Grey broke free from the cage, I'm not even sure how it happened, one moment he was in the cage the next he wasn't and the door was off it's hinges, Manic, Kat and Tom all took up positions like they were ready to fight, Grey's muscles twitched and he bound towards Tom, I still see the look on his face as the wolf went for his throat, then Manic tackled the wolf in mid air and started to wrestle it, the wolf slashing at him with it's claws and biting with it's teeth, Kat went to his aid taking out a knife I recognised slightly, she placed it between the wolfs shoulder blades, and it reared up with a howl, almost standing up. Manic kicked it in the chest so it fell on it's back, forcing the knife in deeper, he grabbed a large thick belt that was lying about the place, and forced the beast head down to its chest whilst also using his knees to pin the legs up to the same area. He somehow got the belt wrapped around the legs, back and snout, so it couldn't move about with it's front end, he leapt up and the wolf tried to worm out of the binding, Manic grabbed another belt and wound it around the same area. He got Kat and Tom to help him lift up the wolf and move it to the cave and close it again but I heard a muffled crack as the leather straps broke and I heard Kat scream as she hit the wall and the wolf landed on top of her she screamed as I saw the claws come out, the wolf didn't seem to want to use them since it just kept jumping up and down on her until she ended up just crying, just crying, My, she was begging for help, I couldn't.... I can't.....
Sorry, I... I just came back the memories came back, the doctors say it's shock, I just think I'm actually just too weak to do anything, I saw Tom and Manic hurriedly talking about something, Tom looked grim and then violently nodding, Manic looked at me and mouthed 'good luck, I'm sorry'. Tom attacked the Wolf but the wolf was ready this time and whilst it moved a foot it was on Tom and left Kat unconscious, I thought she was dead I saw her eyes shut and blood coming out the corner of her mouth. Tom shouted to me, "Run, Hide. The cage, hide in the cage in case we fail". I went to the cage and bolted the door but not locking it, the wolf shouldn't be able to use the bolt, I saw Tom as he was battered by the wolf, I saw as his leg was bitten and torn off he was jumped on clawed I thought he was going to die, he still might, the wolf appeared to get bored with Tom and looked like it was about to bite out his throat. Manic bound down the stairs, and rugby tackled the wolf off of Tom, I was so happy, Manic stuck another syringe in the wolf and it seemed to gasp, and twitched again like it was convulsing, Manic got up and stumbled over to the cage, but when he put his hand on the bolt the wolf seemed to get up , and was trembling alot but seemed intent on killing Manic. He used the knife I saw Kat holding, and wedged it so I couldn't open it.
I tried to open the bolt, tried to take out the knife but I just saw Manic wrestle the Wolf as it tried to throw off Manic, until it got to the stairs and I saw Manic hit his head on the bottom step, hence the head injury, I saw his grip slip and the wolf stand up, again I thought he was dea....d. The wolf ambled over to me in the cage and I thought it was going to tear open the door, but as it raised it's claw, it slumped to the ground, and let out a breath. I didn't get out of the cage until 3 in the morning, where I guess the door had been put on badly I found them and called the Ambulance, and told them it was an emergency, I still haven't seen grey he could be dead for all I care. My god, these lot look terrible, I really hope they don't die, please don't Die Tom.
-Aoife
I'll tell you what happened and why I'm in a state to write this, we transferred Grey to a cage Tom made shortly after Manic posted, at 10 O'clock Grey turned and we watched as he writhed and contorted into the shape of a large wolf not as large as the one Manic saw but still large enough for us to be wary, Manic deemed the mixture ready for use about 11 O'clock. At 11:30 we applied it, at 11:45 Grey broke free from the cage, I'm not even sure how it happened, one moment he was in the cage the next he wasn't and the door was off it's hinges, Manic, Kat and Tom all took up positions like they were ready to fight, Grey's muscles twitched and he bound towards Tom, I still see the look on his face as the wolf went for his throat, then Manic tackled the wolf in mid air and started to wrestle it, the wolf slashing at him with it's claws and biting with it's teeth, Kat went to his aid taking out a knife I recognised slightly, she placed it between the wolfs shoulder blades, and it reared up with a howl, almost standing up. Manic kicked it in the chest so it fell on it's back, forcing the knife in deeper, he grabbed a large thick belt that was lying about the place, and forced the beast head down to its chest whilst also using his knees to pin the legs up to the same area. He somehow got the belt wrapped around the legs, back and snout, so it couldn't move about with it's front end, he leapt up and the wolf tried to worm out of the binding, Manic grabbed another belt and wound it around the same area. He got Kat and Tom to help him lift up the wolf and move it to the cave and close it again but I heard a muffled crack as the leather straps broke and I heard Kat scream as she hit the wall and the wolf landed on top of her she screamed as I saw the claws come out, the wolf didn't seem to want to use them since it just kept jumping up and down on her until she ended up just crying, just crying, My, she was begging for help, I couldn't.... I can't.....
Sorry, I... I just came back the memories came back, the doctors say it's shock, I just think I'm actually just too weak to do anything, I saw Tom and Manic hurriedly talking about something, Tom looked grim and then violently nodding, Manic looked at me and mouthed 'good luck, I'm sorry'. Tom attacked the Wolf but the wolf was ready this time and whilst it moved a foot it was on Tom and left Kat unconscious, I thought she was dead I saw her eyes shut and blood coming out the corner of her mouth. Tom shouted to me, "Run, Hide. The cage, hide in the cage in case we fail". I went to the cage and bolted the door but not locking it, the wolf shouldn't be able to use the bolt, I saw Tom as he was battered by the wolf, I saw as his leg was bitten and torn off he was jumped on clawed I thought he was going to die, he still might, the wolf appeared to get bored with Tom and looked like it was about to bite out his throat. Manic bound down the stairs, and rugby tackled the wolf off of Tom, I was so happy, Manic stuck another syringe in the wolf and it seemed to gasp, and twitched again like it was convulsing, Manic got up and stumbled over to the cage, but when he put his hand on the bolt the wolf seemed to get up , and was trembling alot but seemed intent on killing Manic. He used the knife I saw Kat holding, and wedged it so I couldn't open it.
I tried to open the bolt, tried to take out the knife but I just saw Manic wrestle the Wolf as it tried to throw off Manic, until it got to the stairs and I saw Manic hit his head on the bottom step, hence the head injury, I saw his grip slip and the wolf stand up, again I thought he was dea....d. The wolf ambled over to me in the cage and I thought it was going to tear open the door, but as it raised it's claw, it slumped to the ground, and let out a breath. I didn't get out of the cage until 3 in the morning, where I guess the door had been put on badly I found them and called the Ambulance, and told them it was an emergency, I still haven't seen grey he could be dead for all I care. My god, these lot look terrible, I really hope they don't die, please don't Die Tom.
-Aoife
Sunday, 30 September 2012
Before
It is a few hours until Sundown and the moon will be out, I am writing this so that in case something goes wrong you know the affect of the plant in proximity to werewolfs.
Grey has become increasingly aggressive and agitated whilst we've had the plant, and actually tried to attack one of us, I'm not telling you who it was, but since he's still alive you can guess who it was. This behavior may be due to the proximity of the full moon but regardless precautions have been made we've soundproofed the entire house in case Grey makes so much noise he draws attention to us, and with him shouting so much whilst being strapped to the chair it's a real probability, he broke the leather belt I was using to restrain his wrists, so we attained some handcuffs for the moment, but what we'll do when he changes I don't, and the stuff isn't ready yet, so I will have to leave it to the last minute. Hence the post, Grey may get me and take his own life out of guilt. He's yelling again he must have chewed through the gag again, well I'll be seeing you tomorrow hopefully, if not.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Grey has become increasingly aggressive and agitated whilst we've had the plant, and actually tried to attack one of us, I'm not telling you who it was, but since he's still alive you can guess who it was. This behavior may be due to the proximity of the full moon but regardless precautions have been made we've soundproofed the entire house in case Grey makes so much noise he draws attention to us, and with him shouting so much whilst being strapped to the chair it's a real probability, he broke the leather belt I was using to restrain his wrists, so we attained some handcuffs for the moment, but what we'll do when he changes I don't, and the stuff isn't ready yet, so I will have to leave it to the last minute. Hence the post, Grey may get me and take his own life out of guilt. He's yelling again he must have chewed through the gag again, well I'll be seeing you tomorrow hopefully, if not.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Thursday, 27 September 2012
Damn Werewolves
I got it, though as you expect there was someone protecting it, well something it's hard to call the thing I saw human anymore, the wolf had taken over, even in it's 'human' form you could see the wolf in his eyes, he warned me to turn back and leave, well that didn't happen.
Werewolf: Turn back, from this place, I don't not wish to kill you.
M: Why would you kill me this is a plant that can cure you, don't you want to be free of this curse that has been placed upon you, surely this is not the life you wish to live?
W: The wolf demands you die, lest it die, the wolf sustains me and makes me strong, I must guard this plant from any who would wish to use it to kill the wolf.
M: You know I have come too far and lost too much to be killed by a werewolf, so if you wanted to live you should turn and leave.
I saw the man and the wolf battle with each other in the mans head, the man turns away apparently heading my warning but not accepting my help. I heard a sharp crack and the mans was facing me but his feet were pointing backwards, the wolf was evident in his face.
Wolf: NO! *It barked* you shall not kill me or one of my kin, you men are weak, we wolves are strong and proud, we will not run from battle like our shells do, tonight you die.
M: You think so, do you?
I actually saw my first transformation, his legs seemed to crack and muscles warp, his nose grew with his mouth so he had a snarling mouth, his stomach distended and his chest expanded his arms did the same thing as his legs now all his body seemed to expand until it was a wolf up to the bottom of my ribs.
M: Well, this will be fun won't it, to the death I presume?
The wolf snarled, I guess in agreement.
From the size I guess the subject was an old wolf being more than twice the size of grey, and if they grow every year they are alive this would be expected.
He jumped at me and I rolled away, with creatures that large their size is as much a hindrance as it is an advantage. Proven when the wolf skidded about two feet before it got it's claws in for traction. I saw from the gouge marks in the earth that the claws were extremely long.
I had a knife in laid with alot of silver, cost a shit load I can tell you that, and a lump of lead large enough to kill a chimera. So I took out the knife first and started my attack, every time I dodged it I got a shot at its underside even castrated it once I think, though it was hard to tell cause it always healed and nothing I did caused it any lasting damage, except a few scars possibly due to the presence of silver. I had a chance of killing it in one fell swoop but it was risky I fell back, the wolf stood over me ready to strike I took my bag as if to protect myself, it went for my throat, I took my bag and shoved it down the gaping maw, the teeth closed around my arm severing enough muscle as to make it useless, well almost, I barely got my arm out and put the knife through the top and bottom jaw and used a rock to bend the end so it stayed in place.
The wolf tried to cough up the lead and dislodge the knife but it couldn't do wither I stumbled to the place the plant grew there seemed to be enough I took it put it in a bag and put it in my pocket as I didn't exactly have my bag anymore in my susceptible state I must have accessed an old part of my mind because my arm started to itch and it healed itself. I kept telling myself, everything is possible, nothing is certain. I heard the wolf choke and opened my eyes saw that it's movement were becoming more subdued and was reverting back to human form. I walked over and took the knife out of the jaw I wouldn't make him suffer.
Wolf/Man: Thank you, I'm free.
With that I put the blade through his skull he twitched and stopped I took an hour to bury him then left with my prize, it is currently being made three more days and Grey is cured, hopefully. Though he does seem strange since I brought the plant back, he seems really hostile, I'll have to keep an eye on him, this might not end well.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Werewolf: Turn back, from this place, I don't not wish to kill you.
M: Why would you kill me this is a plant that can cure you, don't you want to be free of this curse that has been placed upon you, surely this is not the life you wish to live?
W: The wolf demands you die, lest it die, the wolf sustains me and makes me strong, I must guard this plant from any who would wish to use it to kill the wolf.
M: You know I have come too far and lost too much to be killed by a werewolf, so if you wanted to live you should turn and leave.
I saw the man and the wolf battle with each other in the mans head, the man turns away apparently heading my warning but not accepting my help. I heard a sharp crack and the mans was facing me but his feet were pointing backwards, the wolf was evident in his face.
Wolf: NO! *It barked* you shall not kill me or one of my kin, you men are weak, we wolves are strong and proud, we will not run from battle like our shells do, tonight you die.
M: You think so, do you?
I actually saw my first transformation, his legs seemed to crack and muscles warp, his nose grew with his mouth so he had a snarling mouth, his stomach distended and his chest expanded his arms did the same thing as his legs now all his body seemed to expand until it was a wolf up to the bottom of my ribs.
M: Well, this will be fun won't it, to the death I presume?
The wolf snarled, I guess in agreement.
From the size I guess the subject was an old wolf being more than twice the size of grey, and if they grow every year they are alive this would be expected.
He jumped at me and I rolled away, with creatures that large their size is as much a hindrance as it is an advantage. Proven when the wolf skidded about two feet before it got it's claws in for traction. I saw from the gouge marks in the earth that the claws were extremely long.
I had a knife in laid with alot of silver, cost a shit load I can tell you that, and a lump of lead large enough to kill a chimera. So I took out the knife first and started my attack, every time I dodged it I got a shot at its underside even castrated it once I think, though it was hard to tell cause it always healed and nothing I did caused it any lasting damage, except a few scars possibly due to the presence of silver. I had a chance of killing it in one fell swoop but it was risky I fell back, the wolf stood over me ready to strike I took my bag as if to protect myself, it went for my throat, I took my bag and shoved it down the gaping maw, the teeth closed around my arm severing enough muscle as to make it useless, well almost, I barely got my arm out and put the knife through the top and bottom jaw and used a rock to bend the end so it stayed in place.
The wolf tried to cough up the lead and dislodge the knife but it couldn't do wither I stumbled to the place the plant grew there seemed to be enough I took it put it in a bag and put it in my pocket as I didn't exactly have my bag anymore in my susceptible state I must have accessed an old part of my mind because my arm started to itch and it healed itself. I kept telling myself, everything is possible, nothing is certain. I heard the wolf choke and opened my eyes saw that it's movement were becoming more subdued and was reverting back to human form. I walked over and took the knife out of the jaw I wouldn't make him suffer.
Wolf/Man: Thank you, I'm free.
With that I put the blade through his skull he twitched and stopped I took an hour to bury him then left with my prize, it is currently being made three more days and Grey is cured, hopefully. Though he does seem strange since I brought the plant back, he seems really hostile, I'll have to keep an eye on him, this might not end well.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Monday, 24 September 2012
Uncomfortable Questions
Why am I alive?
That's what Grey asked the other day, I had to lie to him, if he found out that I had re cursed him I don't think he'd be too pleased. He confronted me with this whilst I was watching Television, I have a lot of time on my hand since I was injured so badly and I can't get the 'antidote' for a couple of days.
M: Well, maybe it was the energy given off by Slendy so it inhibited your abilities whilst there was enough residual radiation. So therefore when he left for a long enough time your abilities restarted.
G: Really is that what happened?
M: Well I think that's what happened, why, what else could it have been?
G: I just think it's a bit suspect that I was dead for I think what must have been a couple of hours, so unless you did something really sneaky I wouldn't have wanted you to do, I find your theory more than lacking.
M: If you're accusing me of making you a werewolf again just say it
G: I'm not accusing you of anything, just saying I think there is something more to it than what you say.
M: Well, from what I saw that's all I can think it could be.
G: Hmmm, well I guess I can't ask more from you.
*Grey leaves the room then Kat piques up from beside me*
K: You know you shouldn't lie to him, he trusts you so much and you're abusing that, why don't you just tell him the truth?
M: As you said he trusts me, if I told him the truth he may go crazy, do you really want that wolf coming out and causing trouble for us. We have to protect ourselves and Tom and Aoife we aren't the only people.
K: I still think you should tell him, he's your friend you owe him the truth at least.
M: He doesn't need to know, I'll cure him regardless before teh full moon, he's better off not knowing.
K: Well, atleast be careful, people like grey don't like being lied to and so if he finds out you've been keeping it from him and you aren't the one to tell him, it may not go well for you.
M: Well, aren't you cheerful today.
So it's a short post today, not much to report.
Stay Safe Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Friday, 21 September 2012
the attack
My God, how many proxies were there, how did the authorities not report that, how did they all ignore it, there must have been I don't know 40 or 50 proxies all gathered outside, with our old friend Slendy with them.
Two sharp cracks, one of them had a gun, yeah,
The gun totting proxy called me out as revenge and retribution for all of my crimes, Grey came down after the gun shots and asked what was going on, he didn't look that good, I saw the scars on his shoulder and stomach for the first time, they were large, but he also looked quite ill, he doesn't even wait to cook his meat these days. And he looks like he is ready to attack any one of us, and is quite irritable I have come so close to kicking him out so many times.
So this proxy called me out and who was I to disappoint.
I went out to confront them with everyone huddled in the doorway and the proxies assembled before me
amongst them Slendy stood, then the really annoying proxy said in a self important tone.
Prick: You Rogue proxy Manic Muse are charged with the assault of 206 proxies, of which you murdered 154 of them. Therefore by the authority granted to me by our Father, as Overseer of the Northern London Area, Sentence you to termination on order of our Father, who has come to ensure this order. Do you have any last words before you are escorted to the designated termination point?
M: Yes, Come have a go if you think your hard enough.
*He seemed to find this slightly annoying as his expression hardened*
Prick: So be it.
* I say to Kat,* When you hear me say so turn and run into the house, I don't care what you hear after hat don't look.
K: But...
M: Do it.
I walk forwards and one of the proxies comes forwards, and I punch him in the shoulder then dislocate his arm, one down, two down, I take the knife from one of them, 3, 4, 5, Bang.
Prick: That is enough you will come with us now or I will shoot you where you stand.
I don't know what happened next, but Grey started to change I heard a sound akin to bones breaking, and muscles tearing, an animal dying, I saw Grey contorted in some........ impossible ways, I can't describe how, but a wolf stood where he was a minute later. The Prick didn't seem to notice this cause I saw him about to pull the trigger, All I saw next was his bottom half fall down and hit the ground, Grey was now working his way through the proxies until Slender Man took him and threw him against a tree, I heard a yelp and Grey stopped moving. I then saw him in front of me again looking pissed.
M: So here we are again we need to stop meeting like this.
He reached down with one of his tentacles and squeezed my waist so hard I swear my intestines almost came out one end and my lungs the other. Brought me to his eye level like he would to make a point.
S: Try using your little weapons now, even if you do I have my proxies here you won't get through all of them.
M: Maybe, but I might as well use my little toys one more time. NOW!
I stabbed the syringe into the Slender Man's 'skin' and depressed the syringe, I closed my eyes as Sub- Mixture 6 coursed through his system, I felt him spasm and I felt the ground next, and heard screaming of all tones and pitches, it was anarchy and then, then I fell unconscious.
By the time I woke up, I saw all the bodies littered the front garden, and Slendy was gone, I saw smoke in the back garden and I also saw Grey (now in human form against the tree), I crawled toward him as I thought my legs were broken, because of the amount of pain I was in. I shook him he seemed to rouse a little I shook him again.
G: Hey dude, did we win?
M: Yeah we won, why did you do that, you didn't need to.
G: Yes I did, if I didn't there would have been no chance of you curing me would there.
M: But.... But..... You could of died.
G: It feels like I'm close to dying now
M: No, no you'll be fine.
G: I've always been able to tell when you were lying.
M: I'm not lying I'll save you, like I said I would, I'll fucking save you.
G: No Manic, no you won't, don't you see I am free I'm not healing, the Slender Man killed me, I can be free from this curse at last.
M: Don't think like that, I can heal you, I can make you better.
G: You can rebuild me huh, So we have the technology do we.
M: What?
G; *He chuckles* Never mind, but you know what sort of damage has been done to me, my spine is broken I can't move my legs, 4 broken ribs, 3 on my left, 1 on my right. Punctured lung, feels like my heart is about to burst. Don't worry, I want it this way, to be free.
M: No I won't let you die due to me again, I can't, I won't have your death on my conscience again.
* I put my hands on him and try to heal him like I used to do, Grey looked slightly expectant, nothing happened, nothing changed*
G: * He chuckles again, excepts he coughs up blood this time as well* Manic, you always smart, but you're not smarter than death. Good bye Brother.
He slumped against me, his heart beat gone. I shook him, he didn't wake up,
M: No, come on, NO!
K: Manic, what happened what... *I guess she saw Grey and stopped* Is he gone?
M: Yes.
K: I'm sure he's in a better place.
M: I hope so.
K: At least he doesn't have to have you tearing chunks out of him all the time now I suppose.
M: Wait, maybe....
*I started running to the house*
K: Manic what are you doing?
M: Not smarter than death, Pah, I outwitted it once I can fucking do it again.
I took the last tissue sample I had from Grey, I checked them, they still had the lycanthropic hallmarks.
I was outside again. I injected them into his heart if I could just get that working. I pound his chest getting it pumping.
K: No Manic stop.
M: Why I won't let him die for me again, not this time, I can save him.
K: But why should you?
M: What do you mean, I can save him I have his old werewolf cells if they still convert old tissue then they can repair him.
K: But he died human like he wanted, if you bring him back ass a werewolf do you really think he'll thank you.
M: But I can cure him after I save him.
K: But he's at peace now.
M: NO! HE'S NOT AT FUCKING PEACE, HE'S FUCKING DEAD, HE WOULDN'T WANT THAT. I have to save him.
K: Well, if you know best try, and save him, but if you fail you'll feel bad that you lost, if you succeed then you'll be pissed cause Grey would be pissed at you, but what do you care what I think. I'm not important in anyway.
*I start pumping again, I must have done it for an hour, it got dark before he stirred again, I heard crack as vertebra snapped back in place, as ribs mended and his breathing, he opened his eyes*
G: Wha... What, if this is heaven I'll be royally pissed.
M: No not heaven.
G: Then.... Why ain't I dead?
M: Cause I have the fucking technology.
*Grey laughs*
We spent yesterday resting, God knows we need it, all the bodies are gone, either burnt or thrown into the path.
So my most heart felt parting words for a while,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Two sharp cracks, one of them had a gun, yeah,
The gun totting proxy called me out as revenge and retribution for all of my crimes, Grey came down after the gun shots and asked what was going on, he didn't look that good, I saw the scars on his shoulder and stomach for the first time, they were large, but he also looked quite ill, he doesn't even wait to cook his meat these days. And he looks like he is ready to attack any one of us, and is quite irritable I have come so close to kicking him out so many times.
So this proxy called me out and who was I to disappoint.
I went out to confront them with everyone huddled in the doorway and the proxies assembled before me
amongst them Slendy stood, then the really annoying proxy said in a self important tone.
Prick: You Rogue proxy Manic Muse are charged with the assault of 206 proxies, of which you murdered 154 of them. Therefore by the authority granted to me by our Father, as Overseer of the Northern London Area, Sentence you to termination on order of our Father, who has come to ensure this order. Do you have any last words before you are escorted to the designated termination point?
M: Yes, Come have a go if you think your hard enough.
*He seemed to find this slightly annoying as his expression hardened*
Prick: So be it.
* I say to Kat,* When you hear me say so turn and run into the house, I don't care what you hear after hat don't look.
K: But...
M: Do it.
I walk forwards and one of the proxies comes forwards, and I punch him in the shoulder then dislocate his arm, one down, two down, I take the knife from one of them, 3, 4, 5, Bang.
Prick: That is enough you will come with us now or I will shoot you where you stand.
I don't know what happened next, but Grey started to change I heard a sound akin to bones breaking, and muscles tearing, an animal dying, I saw Grey contorted in some........ impossible ways, I can't describe how, but a wolf stood where he was a minute later. The Prick didn't seem to notice this cause I saw him about to pull the trigger, All I saw next was his bottom half fall down and hit the ground, Grey was now working his way through the proxies until Slender Man took him and threw him against a tree, I heard a yelp and Grey stopped moving. I then saw him in front of me again looking pissed.
M: So here we are again we need to stop meeting like this.
He reached down with one of his tentacles and squeezed my waist so hard I swear my intestines almost came out one end and my lungs the other. Brought me to his eye level like he would to make a point.
S: Try using your little weapons now, even if you do I have my proxies here you won't get through all of them.
M: Maybe, but I might as well use my little toys one more time. NOW!
I stabbed the syringe into the Slender Man's 'skin' and depressed the syringe, I closed my eyes as Sub- Mixture 6 coursed through his system, I felt him spasm and I felt the ground next, and heard screaming of all tones and pitches, it was anarchy and then, then I fell unconscious.
By the time I woke up, I saw all the bodies littered the front garden, and Slendy was gone, I saw smoke in the back garden and I also saw Grey (now in human form against the tree), I crawled toward him as I thought my legs were broken, because of the amount of pain I was in. I shook him he seemed to rouse a little I shook him again.
G: Hey dude, did we win?
M: Yeah we won, why did you do that, you didn't need to.
G: Yes I did, if I didn't there would have been no chance of you curing me would there.
M: But.... But..... You could of died.
G: It feels like I'm close to dying now
M: No, no you'll be fine.
G: I've always been able to tell when you were lying.
M: I'm not lying I'll save you, like I said I would, I'll fucking save you.
G: No Manic, no you won't, don't you see I am free I'm not healing, the Slender Man killed me, I can be free from this curse at last.
M: Don't think like that, I can heal you, I can make you better.
G: You can rebuild me huh, So we have the technology do we.
M: What?
G; *He chuckles* Never mind, but you know what sort of damage has been done to me, my spine is broken I can't move my legs, 4 broken ribs, 3 on my left, 1 on my right. Punctured lung, feels like my heart is about to burst. Don't worry, I want it this way, to be free.
M: No I won't let you die due to me again, I can't, I won't have your death on my conscience again.
* I put my hands on him and try to heal him like I used to do, Grey looked slightly expectant, nothing happened, nothing changed*
G: * He chuckles again, excepts he coughs up blood this time as well* Manic, you always smart, but you're not smarter than death. Good bye Brother.
He slumped against me, his heart beat gone. I shook him, he didn't wake up,
M: No, come on, NO!
K: Manic, what happened what... *I guess she saw Grey and stopped* Is he gone?
M: Yes.
K: I'm sure he's in a better place.
M: I hope so.
K: At least he doesn't have to have you tearing chunks out of him all the time now I suppose.
M: Wait, maybe....
*I started running to the house*
K: Manic what are you doing?
M: Not smarter than death, Pah, I outwitted it once I can fucking do it again.
I took the last tissue sample I had from Grey, I checked them, they still had the lycanthropic hallmarks.
I was outside again. I injected them into his heart if I could just get that working. I pound his chest getting it pumping.
K: No Manic stop.
M: Why I won't let him die for me again, not this time, I can save him.
K: But why should you?
M: What do you mean, I can save him I have his old werewolf cells if they still convert old tissue then they can repair him.
K: But he died human like he wanted, if you bring him back ass a werewolf do you really think he'll thank you.
M: But I can cure him after I save him.
K: But he's at peace now.
M: NO! HE'S NOT AT FUCKING PEACE, HE'S FUCKING DEAD, HE WOULDN'T WANT THAT. I have to save him.
K: Well, if you know best try, and save him, but if you fail you'll feel bad that you lost, if you succeed then you'll be pissed cause Grey would be pissed at you, but what do you care what I think. I'm not important in anyway.
*I start pumping again, I must have done it for an hour, it got dark before he stirred again, I heard crack as vertebra snapped back in place, as ribs mended and his breathing, he opened his eyes*
G: Wha... What, if this is heaven I'll be royally pissed.
M: No not heaven.
G: Then.... Why ain't I dead?
M: Cause I have the fucking technology.
*Grey laughs*
We spent yesterday resting, God knows we need it, all the bodies are gone, either burnt or thrown into the path.
So my most heart felt parting words for a while,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
Interlude
As I can't seem to do anything for Grey at this moment in time I have reverted to my old project Kat seems to be happier with this, Tom has made little progress as little as we were making before, but hopefully it should work. Maybe I could incorporate it with my project for Grey, that may cause a more lasting change but looking at the components I think it would run into the same problems as the others, namely rejection or being combated and negated.
I think, I shall wait a while longer before revealing the project in it's entirety, as proxies probably read this I know this as yesterday one, just one was just sitting outside with a cricket bat.
I gave him the choice to run, to not be another one of my victims to go back to his kin and he would live, he charged at me as always I just sidestepped him and caught his arm and took the bat from his hand and threw it into the bushes.
M: Leave.
Proxy: No.
M LEAVE!
P: No.
M: You're leaving here one way or another either with your life or without it, your choice.
P: The latter's the one I came for.
M: What do you mean, you want me to kill you?
P: Yes.
M: Why did you come to me?
P: Because you're infamous, you've killed so many proxies and runners I thought you'd do it without asking any questions, if I just attacked you then you would do it. But obviously that didn't work. Just kill me.
M: Why?
P: Because I can't take it anymore, that Thing I serve, enslaved to, it hurts all the time I never wanted this, I only wanted to protect my sister, I didn't want to kill them, I hear them scream when I close my eyes, see their faces in my dreams. Imagine the families I destroyed in order to protect my own. Kill me, it's the only way I can think they'll remain safe.
M: How old are you?
P: 16
M: 16? Too young, too soft. How long ago?
P: 18 months, 3 weeks, 4days.
M: How many?
P: 2
M: *I chuckle automatically at this* 2, your age?
P: One was the other was an old man that tried to help me but I had to kill him too.
M: Kid, do you know how many people I've killed, how long I've been part of this shit?
P: Since you were 6, and No.
M: Neither do I, I see all my victims faces too, I'm too scared to count, because I know the number would be too high for me to live with. I don't want to add yours to my list.
P: Then what do I do? I can't let him kill me.
M: Why not?
P: It's not on my terms.
M: Why wouldn't it be.
P: Because I didn't choose to serve and die for him I was forced to do it, he will win if he kills me.
M: But if I kill you, then you win, how does that work?
P: I choose to come to you, you aren't that Thing, you will understand.
M: Nothing is different only one of the beings is mortal, you wouldn't win.
P: If you don't kill me, I'll just come back again and again, until you do, so do it, KILL ME!
M: No.
*Kat comes out at this point probably to investigate the noise*
P: If you don't I'll come after her and I'll hurt her.
M: I'd like to see you try, and it wouldn't be me you would have to worry about.
...
What's your name Kid?
P: *looks apprehensive*....... James
M: Your sister's?
P: Jane
M: Your Parent's?
P: Dominic and Emma.
M: The place you live?
P: Bath.
M: Keep thinking about those things, your home, what it's like on rainy days, sunny days, good days, bad days, think of what it means to you.
*I was advancing on the kid all this time, and just came to him now*
M: Close your eyes
He seemed to do this which barely contained excitement, and quivered with it, I put my hand on his shoulder and he flinched a bit but didn't withdraw, this kid was ready to die.
M: Too young to die, young enough too live.
He tried to pull away at this moment but I kept my grip firm and did the same thing to him I did to Tom and Aoife.
M: Sleep now, you're safe, they can't haunt you anymore.
I took him home, hopefully he's free now.
K: What happened to you Manic, you don't do that they'll be coming for him and you again, you handed him a death sentence.
M: Haven't you learnt anything from being around me. I didn't sentence him to death. I sentenced him to life. I'll protect him if I think he's in danger, he deserves the life we never got.
K: I hope this won't come back on us.
*I smile my cheeky smile*
M: Of course not my dear.
I still don't like the box, but I'm still quite busy, so that is it for today, maybe someone will die next time,
see you next time on That's so Slendy,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
I think, I shall wait a while longer before revealing the project in it's entirety, as proxies probably read this I know this as yesterday one, just one was just sitting outside with a cricket bat.
I gave him the choice to run, to not be another one of my victims to go back to his kin and he would live, he charged at me as always I just sidestepped him and caught his arm and took the bat from his hand and threw it into the bushes.
M: Leave.
Proxy: No.
M LEAVE!
P: No.
M: You're leaving here one way or another either with your life or without it, your choice.
P: The latter's the one I came for.
M: What do you mean, you want me to kill you?
P: Yes.
M: Why did you come to me?
P: Because you're infamous, you've killed so many proxies and runners I thought you'd do it without asking any questions, if I just attacked you then you would do it. But obviously that didn't work. Just kill me.
M: Why?
P: Because I can't take it anymore, that Thing I serve, enslaved to, it hurts all the time I never wanted this, I only wanted to protect my sister, I didn't want to kill them, I hear them scream when I close my eyes, see their faces in my dreams. Imagine the families I destroyed in order to protect my own. Kill me, it's the only way I can think they'll remain safe.
M: How old are you?
P: 16
M: 16? Too young, too soft. How long ago?
P: 18 months, 3 weeks, 4days.
M: How many?
P: 2
M: *I chuckle automatically at this* 2, your age?
P: One was the other was an old man that tried to help me but I had to kill him too.
M: Kid, do you know how many people I've killed, how long I've been part of this shit?
P: Since you were 6, and No.
M: Neither do I, I see all my victims faces too, I'm too scared to count, because I know the number would be too high for me to live with. I don't want to add yours to my list.
P: Then what do I do? I can't let him kill me.
M: Why not?
P: It's not on my terms.
M: Why wouldn't it be.
P: Because I didn't choose to serve and die for him I was forced to do it, he will win if he kills me.
M: But if I kill you, then you win, how does that work?
P: I choose to come to you, you aren't that Thing, you will understand.
M: Nothing is different only one of the beings is mortal, you wouldn't win.
P: If you don't kill me, I'll just come back again and again, until you do, so do it, KILL ME!
M: No.
*Kat comes out at this point probably to investigate the noise*
P: If you don't I'll come after her and I'll hurt her.
M: I'd like to see you try, and it wouldn't be me you would have to worry about.
...
What's your name Kid?
P: *looks apprehensive*....... James
M: Your sister's?
P: Jane
M: Your Parent's?
P: Dominic and Emma.
M: The place you live?
P: Bath.
M: Keep thinking about those things, your home, what it's like on rainy days, sunny days, good days, bad days, think of what it means to you.
*I was advancing on the kid all this time, and just came to him now*
M: Close your eyes
He seemed to do this which barely contained excitement, and quivered with it, I put my hand on his shoulder and he flinched a bit but didn't withdraw, this kid was ready to die.
M: Too young to die, young enough too live.
He tried to pull away at this moment but I kept my grip firm and did the same thing to him I did to Tom and Aoife.
M: Sleep now, you're safe, they can't haunt you anymore.
I took him home, hopefully he's free now.
K: What happened to you Manic, you don't do that they'll be coming for him and you again, you handed him a death sentence.
M: Haven't you learnt anything from being around me. I didn't sentence him to death. I sentenced him to life. I'll protect him if I think he's in danger, he deserves the life we never got.
K: I hope this won't come back on us.
*I smile my cheeky smile*
M: Of course not my dear.
I still don't like the box, but I'm still quite busy, so that is it for today, maybe someone will die next time,
see you next time on That's so Slendy,
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Sunday, 16 September 2012
Attempt two
Substance:
Cyanide, reasoning behind it being that again the highly respiring lycanthrope cells would take in the cyanide and die, hopefully taking in all of the cyanide leaving any human cells that remain.
Test:
I took a larger tissue sample from grey to test it, I also took some of my own cells and put them in with Grey's to see how they interacted. I put these into a dish and applied the cyanide to the cells, the lycanthrope cells did indeed absorb more of the cyanide, as they seemed to lose their rigidity, whilst my unaffected cells seemed healthy, but at this point the lycanthrope cells seemed to move towards my cells, then the lycanthrope cells took in my cells this seemed to fix them, using the materials to fix themselves.
Conclusion:
Unsuccessful, Lycanthropic cells are too hardy to be affected by normal materials, I think I must wait for the wolf death to bloom so I can use it.
In other news I got the answer to the riddle,
A weapon,
Box:
Again Muse you reason well and seek the answer true. But riddles are riddles, while many are put forward few are then solved. And for you Muse I'm the hardest of all. One more riddle you'll solve for me then one question hopefully.
"He who makes it, sells it,
He who buys it, doesn't use it,
He who uses it, doesn't know it,
What is it?"
" A coffin"
Cyanide, reasoning behind it being that again the highly respiring lycanthrope cells would take in the cyanide and die, hopefully taking in all of the cyanide leaving any human cells that remain.
Test:
I took a larger tissue sample from grey to test it, I also took some of my own cells and put them in with Grey's to see how they interacted. I put these into a dish and applied the cyanide to the cells, the lycanthrope cells did indeed absorb more of the cyanide, as they seemed to lose their rigidity, whilst my unaffected cells seemed healthy, but at this point the lycanthrope cells seemed to move towards my cells, then the lycanthrope cells took in my cells this seemed to fix them, using the materials to fix themselves.
Conclusion:
Unsuccessful, Lycanthropic cells are too hardy to be affected by normal materials, I think I must wait for the wolf death to bloom so I can use it.
In other news I got the answer to the riddle,
A weapon,
Box:
Again Muse you reason well and seek the answer true. But riddles are riddles, while many are put forward few are then solved. And for you Muse I'm the hardest of all. One more riddle you'll solve for me then one question hopefully.
"He who makes it, sells it,
He who buys it, doesn't use it,
He who uses it, doesn't know it,
What is it?"
" A coffin"
"Now my question, probably the hardest of all, what am I?"
"A box"
"No"
"A box!"
"No"
"Fuck you then, there is other things I could be doing"
I've left the box there, I have more important things to do.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive.
Thursday, 13 September 2012
The library
Was uneventful, no Bone spiders, No army personnel to deal with, I'm surprised it was so easy, it was almost too easy like they wanted me to find it, I would be surprised if I hadn't already spent what felt like an eternity in it.
I came across the section concerning the proxies of the fears Some of them were written in the fear tongue, I learned a part of it during my imprisonment in these dimensions so I could converse with a fear if I wished, and I know their fear names.
I looked for the book containing the language, and I took the Book I saw named Der Großman, as far as I'm aware the oldest and most well documented term for him (Unless you subscribe to the Dark Harvest thought that his name is Gorelehotep). Now I read the book, and mainly it told the history of the being in this dimension, he may have a name in another dimension separate from ours where he goes by another name, which also resides in this library. I came to the part regarding proxies of the Slender Man, I saw Agents, Hallowed (Numb as I call them), Revenant, skimming them, then I saw one 'Lycanthrope' it told the history of the proxy from the beserkers and such, from the Greek's who believed they were sorcerers that wore animal hides, a reference to the native Americans and the Mai-cob. spanning millenia to even the Meso- Americans and Mayans.
It talk about some ways to kill the proxy if it become too dangerous to keep it alive and kills more servants than it does hunted.
It mentions a substances that from the language says Lupus mortem, wolf's death, it doesn't specify whether it reverses the change or kills the affected person. I looked for other ones but yet again none specified if they cured or killed, or both. And I don't know what any of the things that are mentioned are, My best chance is Lupus Mortem, it gave a slight description of a long stalk with leaves covered in what looks like fur, it grows 4 days before a full moon and requires 4 days to be effective against the target, it grows under covered areas by a stream of pure water, though the nearest werewolf will defend it till teh death for fear of losing his power, and will change regardless of the moon. And yet again it grow's most prosperously in Ireland, fucking Grand.
So I guess that's my plan of action, go to Ireland, find a rare plant that grows one day a month, fight any werewolfs nearby, hopefully stop the Slender Man also killing me and the rest of them, Oh and stop Kat and Aoife killing each other.
So much Fun.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
I came across the section concerning the proxies of the fears Some of them were written in the fear tongue, I learned a part of it during my imprisonment in these dimensions so I could converse with a fear if I wished, and I know their fear names.
I looked for the book containing the language, and I took the Book I saw named Der Großman, as far as I'm aware the oldest and most well documented term for him (Unless you subscribe to the Dark Harvest thought that his name is Gorelehotep). Now I read the book, and mainly it told the history of the being in this dimension, he may have a name in another dimension separate from ours where he goes by another name, which also resides in this library. I came to the part regarding proxies of the Slender Man, I saw Agents, Hallowed (Numb as I call them), Revenant, skimming them, then I saw one 'Lycanthrope' it told the history of the proxy from the beserkers and such, from the Greek's who believed they were sorcerers that wore animal hides, a reference to the native Americans and the Mai-cob. spanning millenia to even the Meso- Americans and Mayans.
It talk about some ways to kill the proxy if it become too dangerous to keep it alive and kills more servants than it does hunted.
It mentions a substances that from the language says Lupus mortem, wolf's death, it doesn't specify whether it reverses the change or kills the affected person. I looked for other ones but yet again none specified if they cured or killed, or both. And I don't know what any of the things that are mentioned are, My best chance is Lupus Mortem, it gave a slight description of a long stalk with leaves covered in what looks like fur, it grows 4 days before a full moon and requires 4 days to be effective against the target, it grows under covered areas by a stream of pure water, though the nearest werewolf will defend it till teh death for fear of losing his power, and will change regardless of the moon. And yet again it grow's most prosperously in Ireland, fucking Grand.
So I guess that's my plan of action, go to Ireland, find a rare plant that grows one day a month, fight any werewolfs nearby, hopefully stop the Slender Man also killing me and the rest of them, Oh and stop Kat and Aoife killing each other.
So much Fun.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
Attempt one
Subject:
'Grey' *Birth name redacted*
Condition:
Lycanthropy (Werewolf)
Conversion:
Bodily fluid (Blood) deposited in side wound (Bite to neck, and gored stomach due to claw)
Converter:
Proxy T-984403, known as blood moon, or Canis, real name Peter Cassidy.
Test: (Initiated by Manic Muse *Birth name redacted*) Sample of blood was taken to asses how different it is from Homo Sapien, Genes markedly different denotes possible sub species Homo lupus. Initial substance silver Nitrate combined with a binding antigen to facilitate endocytosis into cells, with diluted wolf's bane also known as aconite, monks hood or Devils helmet, considering in higher doses it is poisonous, with a lower dose it may attack the cells and clear those most severely affected by the ailment, which require more oxygen and such to respire, hence absorbing more of the substances.
Result: Initial observation proved encouraging, with severely affected lupus cells absorbing the substance and dying. 2 hours later, after (I assume) the toxins leached out of the tissues cells reanimated, and showed more characteristics of wolf tissue.
Conclusion: Either continuous injection or treatment would be needed to cleanse the system, or a higher doses over longer periods of time. problems comes when the silver and Wolf's Bane reach the peak of their toxicity which would kill the subject permanently, as liver would never repair due to the presence of the silver in the cells, neither would the kidneys.
First Mixture: Failure
Personal Note: Subject Grey did not acquire his curse through old medieval or in ways that the Greeks, Romans and other Eurasian and Nordic people thought a person became a werewolf, he was infected the modern way through a bite which was only reported during the 18th or 19th century. In these accounts there there is no form of salvation from the curse unlike the medieval sources say. This may mean that the sources would be unreliable and useless concerning his condition.
I may need to visit the library, to see if I could find any reference to a cure or inhibitor of the affliction. hopefully the worst I will run into is Zeke or one of his army lot, hopefully.
Stay Safe Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
'Grey' *Birth name redacted*
Condition:
Lycanthropy (Werewolf)
Conversion:
Bodily fluid (Blood) deposited in side wound (Bite to neck, and gored stomach due to claw)
Converter:
Proxy T-984403, known as blood moon, or Canis, real name Peter Cassidy.
Test: (Initiated by Manic Muse *Birth name redacted*) Sample of blood was taken to asses how different it is from Homo Sapien, Genes markedly different denotes possible sub species Homo lupus. Initial substance silver Nitrate combined with a binding antigen to facilitate endocytosis into cells, with diluted wolf's bane also known as aconite, monks hood or Devils helmet, considering in higher doses it is poisonous, with a lower dose it may attack the cells and clear those most severely affected by the ailment, which require more oxygen and such to respire, hence absorbing more of the substances.
Result: Initial observation proved encouraging, with severely affected lupus cells absorbing the substance and dying. 2 hours later, after (I assume) the toxins leached out of the tissues cells reanimated, and showed more characteristics of wolf tissue.
Conclusion: Either continuous injection or treatment would be needed to cleanse the system, or a higher doses over longer periods of time. problems comes when the silver and Wolf's Bane reach the peak of their toxicity which would kill the subject permanently, as liver would never repair due to the presence of the silver in the cells, neither would the kidneys.
First Mixture: Failure
Personal Note: Subject Grey did not acquire his curse through old medieval or in ways that the Greeks, Romans and other Eurasian and Nordic people thought a person became a werewolf, he was infected the modern way through a bite which was only reported during the 18th or 19th century. In these accounts there there is no form of salvation from the curse unlike the medieval sources say. This may mean that the sources would be unreliable and useless concerning his condition.
I may need to visit the library, to see if I could find any reference to a cure or inhibitor of the affliction. hopefully the worst I will run into is Zeke or one of his army lot, hopefully.
Stay Safe Stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
A strange Encounter
Well I don't know how to react to this but Grey came yesterday, He looked rough, as hell, I guess I know now.
Some background on this guy, looking back you may have thought from the context of the post where I first saw him it was Sirus, he's dead I checked that. Grey......... He was my partner when I was a proxy, the closest thing I could call to a friend in that organisation, he was in essence my brother when Sirus couldn't. He died 1 month before I left, or I thought he did, I made a poor decision chasing a group of runners, or were they cultists, I can't remember, and my poor decision ended up with Grey having a massive knife sticking out of his chest, I held him as he died, cried for the first time in a while, watched as he choked on his own blood, as he quivered and fell still, as the life left his eyes.
He turned up to my door, I saw him and greeted him with the same hostility as before:
M: How did you survive?
G: Luck I think, pure unadulterated luck.
M: But how?
G: Actually....... That's why I need your help Manic, you're the only one I trust to do this, the only one I believe who could do it.
M: Do what?
G: Cure me.
M: Of what?
G: Do you remember I went on that mission without you to Tahiti, hunting down a rough proxy, well you remember those stories we heard about the Slender Man creating proxies with powers and abilities akin to creatures found in our mythology.
M: Yeah, but what does that have to do with it?
G: Well, They weren't stories, the proxy I hunted was what you would call a werewolf, but he didn't walk upright, he just turned into a large wolf. The reason he went rough was because he couldn't control the wolf when he changed, but he managed to keep it under control by forcing himself to change and giving the wolf enough freedom that he didn't force himself out during full moons it was more a yearning to be free, but it didn't force a change. Now I caught up with him when he was in wolf form, so I couldn't negotiate with him, I only found out he was a werewolf after the mission.
M: Is there any point to this story?
G I'm getting to that. Now as I said he was in wolf form hen I caught him, but he didn't want to go, the wolf didn't want to be cage, I don't know who controlled whom at that point of time, I think the man was mostly gone by that point. So it ran at me and went for my throat, and as you had always said to keep your knife out when attacking something, I brought it up but it bit into my shoulder unimpeded, like nothing had touched it. I remembered the stories heard and remembered the silver operator symbol in my pocket, I stabbed it again with the knife but shoved the symbol in before the wound closed, which it did, sealing the symbol in, the beast writhed and thrashed bleeding everywhere, including onto me. It bit half way through my leg, gored me with a claw across the stomach. I thought I was going to die.
M: But I saw you a week after that mission you looked fine.
G: *Small chuckle* I was picked up by a scouting team coming to see if I succeeded, they said I was found next to the mans human corpse in the morning, and noticed I was healing extremely quickly. They didn't think anything of it, so just let me off before a week that was when you saw me. A few weeks later the full moon came, I was in a random barracks for a mission when I turned I don't remember anything except the pain as I changed, until the morning when most of the proxies I was staying with were dead.
M: Wait you are telling me that you are a werewolf, an occult creature that is turned by the full moon, and has weakness to silver?
G: Pretty much.
M: You want me to cure you of lupinism?
G: Yes.
M: And how am I suppose to do that, I'm getting chased by fears who are staying away only because they are scared of the Sub- Mixtures, and the proxies are too scared of me to try and attack me, but that may change, they may find antidotes, and then I'm up shit creek with a bleeding paddle. I have no starting point to cure it, if there is one.
G: Then kill me.
M: What?
G: Kill me, I can't do this any longer, there were two full moons last month, it almost killed me, I killed more people.
M: Then kill yourself, I have too much blood on my hands to add yours.* I turn away to go and lean against the sofa with my back still to him*
G: I can't I'm not brave enough, I put a gun with silver bullets to my head but I can't pull the trigger, So Manic if you're not going to kill me, you should cure me, unless you're like the proxies you condemn.
M: * I turn and see him slumped and dejected* I'll try but if I don't have a cure by the next full moon..
G: The 30th.
M: Then you are either gone or I kill you, clear.
G: *Massive grin* Very.
M: You also have to sleep on the sofa, and don't piss off Aoife or Kat stuff is hard enough around here without WW III.
So now I have a werewolf under my roof, I can't catch a break can I, For fucks's sake.
Stay Safe, stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Some background on this guy, looking back you may have thought from the context of the post where I first saw him it was Sirus, he's dead I checked that. Grey......... He was my partner when I was a proxy, the closest thing I could call to a friend in that organisation, he was in essence my brother when Sirus couldn't. He died 1 month before I left, or I thought he did, I made a poor decision chasing a group of runners, or were they cultists, I can't remember, and my poor decision ended up with Grey having a massive knife sticking out of his chest, I held him as he died, cried for the first time in a while, watched as he choked on his own blood, as he quivered and fell still, as the life left his eyes.
He turned up to my door, I saw him and greeted him with the same hostility as before:
M: How did you survive?
G: Luck I think, pure unadulterated luck.
M: But how?
G: Actually....... That's why I need your help Manic, you're the only one I trust to do this, the only one I believe who could do it.
M: Do what?
G: Cure me.
M: Of what?
G: Do you remember I went on that mission without you to Tahiti, hunting down a rough proxy, well you remember those stories we heard about the Slender Man creating proxies with powers and abilities akin to creatures found in our mythology.
M: Yeah, but what does that have to do with it?
G: Well, They weren't stories, the proxy I hunted was what you would call a werewolf, but he didn't walk upright, he just turned into a large wolf. The reason he went rough was because he couldn't control the wolf when he changed, but he managed to keep it under control by forcing himself to change and giving the wolf enough freedom that he didn't force himself out during full moons it was more a yearning to be free, but it didn't force a change. Now I caught up with him when he was in wolf form, so I couldn't negotiate with him, I only found out he was a werewolf after the mission.
M: Is there any point to this story?
G I'm getting to that. Now as I said he was in wolf form hen I caught him, but he didn't want to go, the wolf didn't want to be cage, I don't know who controlled whom at that point of time, I think the man was mostly gone by that point. So it ran at me and went for my throat, and as you had always said to keep your knife out when attacking something, I brought it up but it bit into my shoulder unimpeded, like nothing had touched it. I remembered the stories heard and remembered the silver operator symbol in my pocket, I stabbed it again with the knife but shoved the symbol in before the wound closed, which it did, sealing the symbol in, the beast writhed and thrashed bleeding everywhere, including onto me. It bit half way through my leg, gored me with a claw across the stomach. I thought I was going to die.
M: But I saw you a week after that mission you looked fine.
G: *Small chuckle* I was picked up by a scouting team coming to see if I succeeded, they said I was found next to the mans human corpse in the morning, and noticed I was healing extremely quickly. They didn't think anything of it, so just let me off before a week that was when you saw me. A few weeks later the full moon came, I was in a random barracks for a mission when I turned I don't remember anything except the pain as I changed, until the morning when most of the proxies I was staying with were dead.
M: Wait you are telling me that you are a werewolf, an occult creature that is turned by the full moon, and has weakness to silver?
G: Pretty much.
M: You want me to cure you of lupinism?
G: Yes.
M: And how am I suppose to do that, I'm getting chased by fears who are staying away only because they are scared of the Sub- Mixtures, and the proxies are too scared of me to try and attack me, but that may change, they may find antidotes, and then I'm up shit creek with a bleeding paddle. I have no starting point to cure it, if there is one.
G: Then kill me.
M: What?
G: Kill me, I can't do this any longer, there were two full moons last month, it almost killed me, I killed more people.
M: Then kill yourself, I have too much blood on my hands to add yours.* I turn away to go and lean against the sofa with my back still to him*
G: I can't I'm not brave enough, I put a gun with silver bullets to my head but I can't pull the trigger, So Manic if you're not going to kill me, you should cure me, unless you're like the proxies you condemn.
M: * I turn and see him slumped and dejected* I'll try but if I don't have a cure by the next full moon..
G: The 30th.
M: Then you are either gone or I kill you, clear.
G: *Massive grin* Very.
M: You also have to sleep on the sofa, and don't piss off Aoife or Kat stuff is hard enough around here without WW III.
So now I have a werewolf under my roof, I can't catch a break can I, For fucks's sake.
Stay Safe, stay Sharp and Stay Alive,
-Manic Muse
Sunday, 9 September 2012
Kat here
Hi, I don't know how to start this off apart from saying sorry to Aoife, she isn't really talking to me, and with Manic and Tom doing their thing I have no one to talk to, so I'm talking to all you faceless people, yay.
I don't even know what to say to you all, Manic is the one who talks, and talks and makes it seem like there's a plan, that he's not just winging it as he goes. He can make people listen if he want's but he doesn't want people to know what he's doing right now, he won't even tell me, all I hear is swearing and explosions. And as you lot probably think I'm soft in the head already I can't say much that will convince you otherwise, you see me as crazy when Manic is talking to some random block of wood that is just fucking with him, and reading a book that won't even help him I bet, and he's not paying enough attention to 'ME!'. I put on the face that I'm fine, I know what he's doing is of some importance but I still want him to come and lie with me all day or atleast at all night, so I know that my world hasn't completely fallen apart.
But no he has his project that seems to take up most of his and Tom's time, I never feel him slide into bed before 1 o'clock in the morning. I'm not bitter, I know what he's doing is important to him, but I get this thoughts, I just can't control them, HE gets in, He tells me to do bad things, that if I do them I'll get Patrick back, HE says if I kill Manic we can all be free, I've even found myself standing over Manic with a pillow in my hands, I've come too close so many times, 3 days ago I had the pillow almost over his face, that face, his face that almost cocky grin on it even in sleep. But I can't do it and I won't do it, Slender Man isn't going to use me that way, I won't kill Manic, I lost him once I won't again.
I think we've done a good job over the few month to portray like we have some sanity left, I don't know how long the veneer will last before it crack and all the shit it hides comes spewing forth.
Manic's coming down for lunch now, I have to go I'll make sure he doesn't check for a couple of days, he'll forget about me typing on his laptop by then.
From Kat
I don't even know what to say to you all, Manic is the one who talks, and talks and makes it seem like there's a plan, that he's not just winging it as he goes. He can make people listen if he want's but he doesn't want people to know what he's doing right now, he won't even tell me, all I hear is swearing and explosions. And as you lot probably think I'm soft in the head already I can't say much that will convince you otherwise, you see me as crazy when Manic is talking to some random block of wood that is just fucking with him, and reading a book that won't even help him I bet, and he's not paying enough attention to 'ME!'. I put on the face that I'm fine, I know what he's doing is of some importance but I still want him to come and lie with me all day or atleast at all night, so I know that my world hasn't completely fallen apart.
But no he has his project that seems to take up most of his and Tom's time, I never feel him slide into bed before 1 o'clock in the morning. I'm not bitter, I know what he's doing is important to him, but I get this thoughts, I just can't control them, HE gets in, He tells me to do bad things, that if I do them I'll get Patrick back, HE says if I kill Manic we can all be free, I've even found myself standing over Manic with a pillow in my hands, I've come too close so many times, 3 days ago I had the pillow almost over his face, that face, his face that almost cocky grin on it even in sleep. But I can't do it and I won't do it, Slender Man isn't going to use me that way, I won't kill Manic, I lost him once I won't again.
I think we've done a good job over the few month to portray like we have some sanity left, I don't know how long the veneer will last before it crack and all the shit it hides comes spewing forth.
Manic's coming down for lunch now, I have to go I'll make sure he doesn't check for a couple of days, he'll forget about me typing on his laptop by then.
From Kat
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