Thursday, April 18, 2019
Sunday, March 9, 2014
So very close.
I'm so close to finally being rid of that fucking asshole demon. I was going to go after him slowly, make him suffer a bit.
But then my family (I can safely say I trust my group that much now to call them that) started reporting that they were all getting nightmares and visions of mind breaking proportions. I don't appreciate you fucking with them Bill
I don't appreciate you fucking with them Bill. You don't fuck with my family Bill. You fucked with it when you killed Twitch, and that was already enough. But when you keep insisting on being an annoying little cunt...
I will find the most spiked cactus and longest cactus in the world, make sure every single needle is coated in some form of poison, and shove straight up your ass and START TWISTING!
HOW DOES IT FEEL YOU ABSOLUTE COCKBITE?! I'VE CALLED IN JUST ABOUT EVERY GOD DAMNED FAVOR I HAD TO GET THIS ADVANTAGE! AND I'M NOT GOING TO WASTE IT!
HOW THE FUCK DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE THE ATTENDANTS ON YOUR ASS 24/7?! HOW 'BOUT IT YOU FUCK?!
Your going to die Bill, and you will be the only kill I shall ever relish in.
I can't wait to fill your hat with shit.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Got Lovett
So some of you may have seen this post by my friend Lovett. Naturally, I went to the only place I could read from the message. Jersey.
Searched every damn hospital there until I found him. And man did I find him.
He was in the bed covered in wrappings with a bunch of visible injuries on him. They were a broken kneecap, his right ring, right middle, and right little fingers were missing from the knuckle up, an operator symbol cut into his back, cracked ribs, some random scarring in places, missing an eye with scars around the socket, and one of those Chelsea Grin things.
Lovett seemed to notice me path in because he flinched and started panicking.
"who?' he asked in a slurred and strangled voice as he reached for a knife that wasn't there.
"Your good buddy Veigar, here to save the day. I'm gonna help you before I ask why you're so fucked up."
"'preciate it" he tried to stand up but his leg buckles and his IV rips out of his arm.
"sh't. Leg"
I picked him up and steadied him on my shoulder. "Easy there. I'll get you to some top notch medical service, courtesy of Xander. Got any particular state you ever wanted to visit? Or would you prefer Canada, Mexico, or South America?"
Lovett simply shrugged. " 'way fr'm h'r'. h'te 'ospi'als."
"M'kay buddy"
I pathed us back to a bunker and he stuck close to me until I showed him a room he could use. He just went to bed instantly.
A couple times while he was asleep I had to hold Xander down from rushing into the room and disturbing him.
And that leads up to now. I'll update you guys later.
Searched every damn hospital there until I found him. And man did I find him.
He was in the bed covered in wrappings with a bunch of visible injuries on him. They were a broken kneecap, his right ring, right middle, and right little fingers were missing from the knuckle up, an operator symbol cut into his back, cracked ribs, some random scarring in places, missing an eye with scars around the socket, and one of those Chelsea Grin things.
Lovett seemed to notice me path in because he flinched and started panicking.
"who?' he asked in a slurred and strangled voice as he reached for a knife that wasn't there.
"Your good buddy Veigar, here to save the day. I'm gonna help you before I ask why you're so fucked up."
"'preciate it" he tried to stand up but his leg buckles and his IV rips out of his arm.
"sh't. Leg"
I picked him up and steadied him on my shoulder. "Easy there. I'll get you to some top notch medical service, courtesy of Xander. Got any particular state you ever wanted to visit? Or would you prefer Canada, Mexico, or South America?"
Lovett simply shrugged. " 'way fr'm h'r'. h'te 'ospi'als."
"M'kay buddy"
I pathed us back to a bunker and he stuck close to me until I showed him a room he could use. He just went to bed instantly.
A couple times while he was asleep I had to hold Xander down from rushing into the room and disturbing him.
And that leads up to now. I'll update you guys later.
Monday, December 23, 2013
Saturday, December 21, 2013
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its happening
its happening
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
im better i think
veigar here
it finally stopped the fucking voices and screaming and blood and azoth and the trees stopped
need new robotic hand and new glasses xerath
at the michigan bunker
if i see anybody other then the group come near it ill rip their damn throats out
WHY WONT THIS FUCKING TREE BARK COME OFF MY ARMS
im going to sleep for now
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