Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Revenge comes later

I'm not certain what that last post was about, unfortunately I can't delete it. Anyway, with the help of Alexis I was able to find out some guy that may know a thing or two about this Axiom guy. That fucking douche, acting all innocent to stab everyone in the back.

When I went to the guy it was...Daniel?

At least, I think it was him, the hair and body type look similar enough. He had a mask on, similar to what the Game Master is said to wear.

So putting two and two together I deduced that this must be the thing that my dreams were telling me about. So, I'm dealing with an alternate Daniel here.

Which, scared me to be honest.

I kind of froze.

I don't want to do this, yes I act tough but you have to note that I'm under a lot of pressure. My predecessor is a guy that ate an eldritch bomb and sacrificed himself to save humanity and did countless heroic, yet sometimes gruesome acts.

How, can I possibly compare to that? Daniel himself has trouble killing alternate versions of himself, so what chance do I have?

Since I like giving name to things, I'll call this Daniel, eh...Game Master Daniel? Emissary Daniel?
That last one probably works.

He just stood there but after a while he wielded a sword, sprinted towards me faster than I could see and hit me on the back of the neck.

As I passed out I could see him stabbing Alexis, which made me panic before becoming unconscious.

When I woke up I was laying on the ground exactly where I was before, but Alexis was gone. I have no idea where she might be or if she's still alive but she was a valuable ally and well, the closest thing I had to a friend.

So I'm going to find out.
Looks like I have to set aside my revenge on Axiom for later.


Saturday, December 7, 2013

Death

Once a queen.
Once a coward.
Once a vice.
Once a liar.

Is this the sweet sound of death I hear?

~D.Q

Friday, December 6, 2013

Dreams and Parablade

That fucking bastard, he was going to murder me? Why? What the fuck is his deal, all because I wanted to know why the fuck I was created he goes and shoots me in the head?

He is so going to taste Parablade on the back of his throat, I swear to god. I'm fucking pissed. Other than that there is little point in this post.

OH WAIT...right.

I had a dream, I'm not sure how much it has to do with anything but it was Daniel, or kind of Daniel but he was standing next to someone who I think is the Game Master and the Game Master had his hand on his shoulder.

It kind of looked like he was his apprentice.

I'm really not sure what that means.
I hope it just means I'm crazy.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Axiom

So I was going to the archive but I was stopped by a weird looking man. I can't really describe what he looked like.

"Scia, don't freaking do this!"

"Who the hell are you?" I asked.

"I'm known as Axiom around these parts"

"Wait...I read your blog, you died in that tournament the Game Master threw and then got resurrected by the Ivory Woman and then you went somewhere, I couldn't follow it"

"Yeah, no all of that past my death was just a clever ruse in order for me to get my hands on this!" he said and held up a gun. It was a .44 Magnum painted black.

"See what really happened is that I got resurrected by Ivory and we went ahead and searched for this but I knew had I written about that people would've tried to stop me! Sure the whole Tale Weaver tournament happened that's no lie but the part before and after that are just made up by me, not very consistent but I wasn't really putting much effort into it"

"What is that?"

"A Mercygiver, one that amplifies dread and sorrow. While I've gotten used to that people who get the bullets into them will not"

"Wait, why are you evil all the sudden you seemed like such an innocent person before"

"No I'm not evil my dear, I'm just a guy that wants what he wants and I can't let you go about making a mess of everything. The Archive needs to be undisturbed for my next plan to work."

I jumped at him and bit him with my mouth. That, I maybe really shouldn't have done. I could see his memories. Not only confirmed it that he was telling the truth but I also saw something horrifying, I saw his childhood.

He screamed out and fired a bullet at me which hit my shoulder. The feeling of dread and sorrow began to spread inside me and I dropped to my knees and began crying.

"So despite your Dirty Harry attitude you are just a crying little girl who simply is in too deep. You are pathetic, why don't you go ahead and join your father" he said and pointed the gun at me as I continued to cry.

He fired a bullet into my skull and I fell to the ground, Axiom left me there to die. I thought I was going to die but Alexis found me and allowed me to bite her. That gave me just about enough of eldritch energy to regenerate.

I also got some of Alexis' memories which I won't...talk about.

That bastard messed with the wrong clone!

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

ANSWERS

Alexis woke me up this morning to which I responded by throwing a knife at her, pinning her to the wall by her shoulder.

"Don't you ever freaking do that, Capscum!"

I get grouchy in the morning, it didn't help that I seemed to have held the sword I got from Dan in his sleep. He said it pelonged to someone named ParaDan, I'm not sure who that is but I guess it gives the sword a name. I think I'll call it Parablade, seems badass and cool. 

My plan is simple, well according to this post by Daniel (god this guy has helped me out a lot just by posting stuff on his blog) the Archangel is dead, which means that the dynamics of afterlife has changed. 

That means that it might be either much easier or much harder to get Zack back. I asked the Black Crow to help me find info on how the afterlife works now. Also, Black Crow may seem like a stupid and redundant name but apparently there are other types of crows so it kind of works.

I'm taking Parablade and storming back into the Archive. I freaking want answers already!

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Making a deal with the birdman

If you are wondering what happened the last few months, let me save you some time and summarize. Me moping about about Zack dying and me saving people with the help of Alexis, there...nothing else really happened so I saved you a bunch of annoyance by not writing about it.

Anyway, after clearing my head about the whole Zack dying thing I realized how little I know about myself and I was thinking of fixing that.

It was then that an unfriendly visitor came to visit me. Alexis wasn't with me at the time because I sent her to buy me groceries and I was hanging out at the park, training.


"Well, well, well if it isn't the daughter that couldn't" the guy said. He was a guy in his late teens covered in black feathers at random intervals on his body and wings made out of the same feathers.

"YOU!"

"Yes?"

"You killed Zack!"

"Oh, right you were an associate of his. Well, the Bloody Biker should've killed that son of a bitch of when he had the chance. Now he's nothing but trouble, I mean he did try to kill you"

"I'm sure he was possessed by something or someone was controlling him. I mean he was a gifted of the archive, they could have done something"

"I don't think so, last I heard he escaped"

"What do you want from me? Why are you here?" I asked.

"Well, I was thinking maybe we could have some sort of deal. I help you get your friend back and give you answers to why the archive created you and in exchange you help me with a sideproject I've been working on. We'll work out the details later"

"How can I trust you?"

"You can't, take it or leave it!"

I thought about it for a moment and well, aside from my eldritch mouth and visions that I sometimes get I feel like I'm not really strong enough to take on anything. But with this guy on my side, I at least have the power of the Convocation on my side.

"Deal" I said as I shook his hand.

"I'll see you later then" he said and flew up into the air and flew into the night.

This was yesterday and I still have a feeling that I made things much worse for myself. But there wasn't much I could do.

Friday, August 16, 2013

An Incident

Alright, I've really been on the nerves for the last couple of months and a lot has happened so this will be just summarized. Alright after the whole thing with Daniel and Kallaway, I took a bit of time off from trying to find Zack. I got Alexis and went to a hotel, just to you know relax with the only friend I really have. After that I met Daniel again, surprised to see me as always *sarcasm*

But later that day Zack showed up with his rapier, which he swung around a bit in threat and started to proclaim that he wanted to kill me. Me and Daniel tried to fight him off, but still he managed to eventually cut my head off.

Scia? How can you be writing this without a head.

That's a very good question, from what I read on Daniel's blog.
Daniel fought him off for a bit, but eventually let him go due to eh, reasons. The someone named Black Crow, a rather odd looking gentleman with thunderpowers swooped in and killed Zack.

After that I sort of woke up and I was fine again, for some reason. I just took up my head and put it back on and stitched it back together in a way, but then I fainted again.

Again according to Daniel, he carried me towards some proxies and made me absorb their eldritch energy, that healed me.

Daniel gave me a spiked collar from hot topic to cover up the stitches and he also gave me Zack's rapier after much debating.

Before he left I wanted to ask him something.
Something I've always wondered.

"Daniel, what was my dad like?"
“Well, you remind me a lot of him,” He said.
“Really?” I asked. “How so?”
“He was violent and reckless, and he had an inner darkness that he couldn't always control,” He said. “But despite that, he was a good person. He fought against the Fears for the sake of the humans, and in the end, he died for them.”
“I see,” I said kind of glad to hear this.
“I'd better get out of here,” He said. “Bye.”
And that is that, Zack's dead and frankly I have little to no purpose anymore.
Although what he said makes sense. Perhaps it would be good to step in dad's footsteps and fight the fears. It's probably what he would've wanted.
The dad I never knew.