I decided to let the blood vessel tag along on my misadventures. I think the threat of me killing her if she tries anything makes her as loyal as a blood vessel can be to a human.
Our destination?
The Archive.
Funny that I'm going back there. While I'm there I can help Zack.
Or so I thought, I was interrupted. There was a thing that came up to me & Alexis.
It was some kind of humanoid thing. It was covered from head to toe with bandages, even his eyes. I was really wondering how he could see like this. He didn't talk.
Around him rocks and other assorted objects started to lift up, like they were being controlled by him. They went right towards me & Alexis.
I was able to dogdge, but Alexis was not so lucky and passed out. I took my knife that I had taken with me and started to sprint towards it. But that was to no avail as he just created a barrier really quickly out of wood that was lying around the park, causing me to sprint into it head-first and fall.
This guy was making me mad. I decided to take Alexis' gun that she had strapped to her thigh and try to shoot him. This was a big mistake as he just deflected the bullet and made him launch it into my shoulder.
That freaking hurt. I'm barely able to write this, I have to write with one hand.
Now I know how Zack feels updating his blog every day...hehe.
Anyway, I just grabbed Alexis and ran back to the room.
I haven't heard anything outside in a while, so I guess this thing didn't follow us.
What the fuck?
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Annoying servant number 2
I didn't honestly know what to do. I went back to the motel and began making a deck out of the two I had now acquired. Of course it didn't take long for me being approached by someone.
Fears and fear servants are like parasites. You kill one, more come out of the shadows.
Who was it this time? I actually have no idea. It introduced itself as a blood vessel. From what I can gather by my weird manufactured memory is that blood vessels are the servants of the fear known as Red Cap, just as proxies like Paris was, are the servants of Slenderman. Red Cap is the fear of sex...I think, I'm not really certain on that.
This blood vessel was a girl named, well she called herself Alexis. I'm not certain if that's her real name.
Unfortunately I didn't get the satisfaction of killing her in a gruesome manner.
"So Scia. There has been some buzz around the fearosphere about you" She said.
"fearosphere?"
"You know what I mean...the fears have been talking about you. Red has been specifically interested in trying to get you to join us or die. I'm not certain which one it was. I think there was an undetermined variable in there somewhere. Anyway..." she said and pointed a gun at my head.
"So...what now?" I asked.
"Hmm...you become a servant of Red. How does that sound?"
"Terrible"
"Come on...its not that bad, once you get used to the constant nose bleeds"
I moved away and kicked her gun out of her hand. I took my blade and stabbed her in the shoulder, sticking her to the wall.
"I...am not anyone's servant. I am not going to be a part of your la-di-da bullshit game that you seem to be playing. I am not a threat to the fears...unless they make me one. What would giving me powers accomplish other than making me just the same fear hating person...but with powers. You realize that, don't you?"
She was squinting in pain, struggling in an effort to escape.
I hit her and with it knocked her out.
She's still stuck to the wall. I don't honestly know what to do with her.
Why don't I just kill her? I don't know, I figure maybe she could give me some clue what to do.
I want to find out why I was born. Why did the Blind Man clone me?
I guess I'm just curious, or I have nothing to do. Or both.
Fears and fear servants are like parasites. You kill one, more come out of the shadows.
Who was it this time? I actually have no idea. It introduced itself as a blood vessel. From what I can gather by my weird manufactured memory is that blood vessels are the servants of the fear known as Red Cap, just as proxies like Paris was, are the servants of Slenderman. Red Cap is the fear of sex...I think, I'm not really certain on that.
This blood vessel was a girl named, well she called herself Alexis. I'm not certain if that's her real name.
Unfortunately I didn't get the satisfaction of killing her in a gruesome manner.
"So Scia. There has been some buzz around the fearosphere about you" She said.
"fearosphere?"
"You know what I mean...the fears have been talking about you. Red has been specifically interested in trying to get you to join us or die. I'm not certain which one it was. I think there was an undetermined variable in there somewhere. Anyway..." she said and pointed a gun at my head.
"So...what now?" I asked.
"Hmm...you become a servant of Red. How does that sound?"
"Terrible"
"Come on...its not that bad, once you get used to the constant nose bleeds"
I moved away and kicked her gun out of her hand. I took my blade and stabbed her in the shoulder, sticking her to the wall.
"I...am not anyone's servant. I am not going to be a part of your la-di-da bullshit game that you seem to be playing. I am not a threat to the fears...unless they make me one. What would giving me powers accomplish other than making me just the same fear hating person...but with powers. You realize that, don't you?"
She was squinting in pain, struggling in an effort to escape.
I hit her and with it knocked her out.
She's still stuck to the wall. I don't honestly know what to do with her.
Why don't I just kill her? I don't know, I figure maybe she could give me some clue what to do.
I want to find out why I was born. Why did the Blind Man clone me?
I guess I'm just curious, or I have nothing to do. Or both.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
So Long & Thanks For All The Cards
After that I decided to find an apartment, which was simple enough.
It took a while, but it was simple. After getting the apartment, I
became aquainted with my neighbors, Stephen & Zack. Stephen I have
told of my origin, but I don't think Zack has any idea. I don't even
think he knows who I am anymore, just that I existed.
Stephen thinks I'm insane, I guess I was afraid Zack would so as well. Although I know Zack has had encounters with the Game Master servant known as the Bloody Biker.
What am I doing now?
Trying to save Zack, that is my top priority at this point. It's probably my fault that he landed in this mess, so I'm getting him out of there. But that won't be possible as of now, I'm still not safe. I never am.
Tonight I encountered a slender proxy, probably not a high ranked one, but he wasn't hallowed.He introduced himself as Paris, an odd name even for a Slenderproxy I must say!
He did something very weird. He challenged me to a card game. Something called Yugioh.
"Really? You know, not that I'm not greatful that you aren't tearing off my head, but isn't playing a card game kind of odd?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're a proxy!"
"And?"
I sighed.
"I don't have any of these cards. So it's not like I could play!"
He threw me a box, it had cards inside it.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously. It would amuse me! I get bored easily, humor me will you?"
"Alright"
Suddenly some sort of mechanism appeared on my arm. It had 5 places to put cards in and 5 slots. Paris explained this to be a "duel disk". This really seemed pointless to me, but whatever keeps me alive I suppose. He then explained the rules to me.
"Let me make you a deal, dear Scia! If I win, you will become a slender proxy and if I lose well, then you can keep the duel disk and deck. What do you say?"
"Fine" I said and rolled my eyes.
"Alright, since I'm the challenger, I want you to start"
"Alright." I said. "I summon Journalist Axiom"
A man, in simple clothing with a journal in his hand appeared on the "field". He had 1400 ATK points & 300 DEF points.
"I also activate Magical Being - Ivory, which allows me to boost Axiom up 1000 ATK points"
Axiom's attack went up to 2400 ATK.
"I end my turn"
"Not bad, my turn. I summon Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman in attack mode"
A tall faceless figure in traditional egyptian pharaoh clothing and jewelry appeared on the field. Instead of tentacles this slenderman had multiple arms, 6 of them to be exact. This monster had 2300 ATK points & 1000 DEF points.
"I put down one card down and end my turn"
I drew another card. It was a spell card, "Change of Heart".
"I sacrifice Axiom to summon Tale Weaver, Lord of Tales"
A gigantic man appeared, looking rather typical except a bunch of scrolls orbited around him. He had 2700 ATK and 1800 DEF.
"When Tale Weaver is summoned I automatically can get a 'Private Eye- Malachai Dewitt to my hand"
I got it from my deck & shuffled.
"I also activate Change of Heart to gain control of Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman"
"Not so fast Scia!" He said. "I activate Game Master's Grace. That allows me to destroy a card of my choosing, provided I banish a Emissary card from my hand. Which I do by banishing Emissary Bloody Biker. And I choose Change of Heart!"
"Alright, then I attack Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman with my Tale Weaver"
I attacked it, effectively destroying. He lost 400 life points, bringing him down to 7400. I know I shouldn't have, but I was enjoying myself with this game.
"My turn!" He said annoyed "I summon Nyarlathotep - Human Form"
An egyptian pharaoh appeared. Seems like that seems to be his thing in his 'deck'. He had 1900 ATK & 1500 DEF.
"Nyarlathotep - Human Form gains 500 ATK for every Egyptian card in my graveyard"
It grew up to 2400 ATK.
"I also activate Last Walk Of The Pharaoh, giving Nyarlathotep an additional 500 ATK & DEF in boost."
It now grew to 2900 ATK/ 1900 DEF.
"Nyarlathotep, attack Tale Weaver, Lord of Tales!!" He yelled like a maniac.
Tale Weaver was destroyed, making me lose 200 life points. I had 7800 left, but stilll...annoying.
"I end my turn!"
I drew a card. And...honestly I thought I would have a heart attack. It was a card named "Gifted Zack Waters". It had 4 stars...1900 ATK/1600 DEF, but the effect was something else.
When Gifted Zack Waters is Normal or Special Summoned you are able to special summon "SlenderProxy Cindy Clark" in attack mode. If Slenderproxy Cindy Clark is destroyed or removed from the field, banish Gifted Zack Waters.
I summoned him. Zack appeared on the field, looking almost more lively than the actual Zack Waters. I then got Slenderproxy Cindy Clark out of my deck and summoned her. She was a blonde woman with 1500 ATK & DEF.
It was then I realized I had a card called "Enhanced Zack & Clark". It was a fusion card. I activated Polymerization and summoned Enhanced Zack & Clark. It looked like Zack, but with the Cindy chick looking over him as some sort of shadowy figure.
This card had 3000 ATK/2100 DEF.
"I attack Nyarlathotep" I said.
He lost 100 life points. This duel, for what it was worth was progressing really slowly.
"Alright, I summon Library of Alexandria and end my turn"
Library of Alexandria was a giant tower that emerged right in front of me. It had 0 ATK & 2500 DEF points.
I drew another card; Zae, Queen of Magic. It had 8 stars, so of course I would have to sacrifice for it. Its stats were good, great actually 2700/1500, kind of like the Tale Weaver. I decided to just attack Library of Alexandria.
Paris lost 500 life points, bringing him to a staggering 6800. I considered that to be a good sign.
"My turn, I activate Slenderman's Parasite. It equips your Enhanced Zack & Clark and decreases them by 200 ATK & DEF every turn!"
I was sick of this. This was dragging on way too long. Of course I didn't want to become a Slenderproxy. Who would? It was then that I slowly took the knife from my bag and threw it at Paris.
It landed in his throat, sticking him to a tree that was behind him.
He started to spew out black sludge.
"It looks like I win by default" I said and sliced his head off. Servants and fears are really something. If they aren't going to be moral about it, why should I?
I decided to keep the duel disk. As well as the deck he gave me and his own. I put all of this into my backpack.
Honestly, if servants are just going to challenge me to card games, this will be a cakewalk!
Stephen thinks I'm insane, I guess I was afraid Zack would so as well. Although I know Zack has had encounters with the Game Master servant known as the Bloody Biker.
What am I doing now?
Trying to save Zack, that is my top priority at this point. It's probably my fault that he landed in this mess, so I'm getting him out of there. But that won't be possible as of now, I'm still not safe. I never am.
Tonight I encountered a slender proxy, probably not a high ranked one, but he wasn't hallowed.He introduced himself as Paris, an odd name even for a Slenderproxy I must say!
He did something very weird. He challenged me to a card game. Something called Yugioh.
"Really? You know, not that I'm not greatful that you aren't tearing off my head, but isn't playing a card game kind of odd?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're a proxy!"
"And?"
I sighed.
"I don't have any of these cards. So it's not like I could play!"
He threw me a box, it had cards inside it.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously. It would amuse me! I get bored easily, humor me will you?"
"Alright"
Suddenly some sort of mechanism appeared on my arm. It had 5 places to put cards in and 5 slots. Paris explained this to be a "duel disk". This really seemed pointless to me, but whatever keeps me alive I suppose. He then explained the rules to me.
"Let me make you a deal, dear Scia! If I win, you will become a slender proxy and if I lose well, then you can keep the duel disk and deck. What do you say?"
"Fine" I said and rolled my eyes.
"Alright, since I'm the challenger, I want you to start"
"Alright." I said. "I summon Journalist Axiom"
A man, in simple clothing with a journal in his hand appeared on the "field". He had 1400 ATK points & 300 DEF points.
"I also activate Magical Being - Ivory, which allows me to boost Axiom up 1000 ATK points"
Axiom's attack went up to 2400 ATK.
"I end my turn"
"Not bad, my turn. I summon Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman in attack mode"
A tall faceless figure in traditional egyptian pharaoh clothing and jewelry appeared on the field. Instead of tentacles this slenderman had multiple arms, 6 of them to be exact. This monster had 2300 ATK points & 1000 DEF points.
"I put down one card down and end my turn"
I drew another card. It was a spell card, "Change of Heart".
"I sacrifice Axiom to summon Tale Weaver, Lord of Tales"
A gigantic man appeared, looking rather typical except a bunch of scrolls orbited around him. He had 2700 ATK and 1800 DEF.
"When Tale Weaver is summoned I automatically can get a 'Private Eye- Malachai Dewitt to my hand"
I got it from my deck & shuffled.
"I also activate Change of Heart to gain control of Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman"
"Not so fast Scia!" He said. "I activate Game Master's Grace. That allows me to destroy a card of my choosing, provided I banish a Emissary card from my hand. Which I do by banishing Emissary Bloody Biker. And I choose Change of Heart!"
"Alright, then I attack Egyptian Pharaoh Slenderman with my Tale Weaver"
I attacked it, effectively destroying. He lost 400 life points, bringing him down to 7400. I know I shouldn't have, but I was enjoying myself with this game.
"My turn!" He said annoyed "I summon Nyarlathotep - Human Form"
An egyptian pharaoh appeared. Seems like that seems to be his thing in his 'deck'. He had 1900 ATK & 1500 DEF.
"Nyarlathotep - Human Form gains 500 ATK for every Egyptian card in my graveyard"
It grew up to 2400 ATK.
"I also activate Last Walk Of The Pharaoh, giving Nyarlathotep an additional 500 ATK & DEF in boost."
It now grew to 2900 ATK/ 1900 DEF.
"Nyarlathotep, attack Tale Weaver, Lord of Tales!!" He yelled like a maniac.
Tale Weaver was destroyed, making me lose 200 life points. I had 7800 left, but stilll...annoying.
"I end my turn!"
I drew a card. And...honestly I thought I would have a heart attack. It was a card named "Gifted Zack Waters". It had 4 stars...1900 ATK/1600 DEF, but the effect was something else.
When Gifted Zack Waters is Normal or Special Summoned you are able to special summon "SlenderProxy Cindy Clark" in attack mode. If Slenderproxy Cindy Clark is destroyed or removed from the field, banish Gifted Zack Waters.
I summoned him. Zack appeared on the field, looking almost more lively than the actual Zack Waters. I then got Slenderproxy Cindy Clark out of my deck and summoned her. She was a blonde woman with 1500 ATK & DEF.
It was then I realized I had a card called "Enhanced Zack & Clark". It was a fusion card. I activated Polymerization and summoned Enhanced Zack & Clark. It looked like Zack, but with the Cindy chick looking over him as some sort of shadowy figure.
This card had 3000 ATK/2100 DEF.
"I attack Nyarlathotep" I said.
He lost 100 life points. This duel, for what it was worth was progressing really slowly.
"Alright, I summon Library of Alexandria and end my turn"
Library of Alexandria was a giant tower that emerged right in front of me. It had 0 ATK & 2500 DEF points.
I drew another card; Zae, Queen of Magic. It had 8 stars, so of course I would have to sacrifice for it. Its stats were good, great actually 2700/1500, kind of like the Tale Weaver. I decided to just attack Library of Alexandria.
Paris lost 500 life points, bringing him to a staggering 6800. I considered that to be a good sign.
"My turn, I activate Slenderman's Parasite. It equips your Enhanced Zack & Clark and decreases them by 200 ATK & DEF every turn!"
I was sick of this. This was dragging on way too long. Of course I didn't want to become a Slenderproxy. Who would? It was then that I slowly took the knife from my bag and threw it at Paris.
It landed in his throat, sticking him to a tree that was behind him.
He started to spew out black sludge.
"It looks like I win by default" I said and sliced his head off. Servants and fears are really something. If they aren't going to be moral about it, why should I?
I decided to keep the duel disk. As well as the deck he gave me and his own. I put all of this into my backpack.
Honestly, if servants are just going to challenge me to card games, this will be a cakewalk!
Beginning
My name is Scia. Alright, perhaps it isn't...perhaps I don't have a name. But I guess I need to be called something. Some people refer to me as Scia Malkator. Why? Because the man that people knew as Benjamin Malkator is practically the closest thing to a father to me. Not that's really of any use now. I'm a clone of sorts of his...or at least was created by using his genetic material that was at the archive.
I don't get why the Blind Man would clone Malkator. I've read Benjamin's tale and it seems to me that the Blind Man would want anything even remotely related to Malkator to vanish of the face of the earth.
Then again, I shouldn't be complaining...I kind of like existing.
Speaking of the Blind Man, he's kind of after me. I've been trying to help my friend Zack. Zack has recently become a gifted of the Archive.
I guess I have some explaining to do!
There are these things called fears in this world. The fears are personifications of humanity's fears or rather eldritch representations of them. There are many fears in this world, the Blind Man is one of them. He is the fear of getting old or forgetting. His workers are called Archivists & they work in the Archive which could only be explained as a big office building with multiple functions. It's not literally an office building, but it seems to work the same way.
Now, Gifted are special servants of his. See the Blind Man takes your memory when you start working for him. Gifted however are given memory, just not their memories. Gifted get memories from someone else. It's bizarre.
The Archive tends to run multiple fear related and non-fear related experiments. I'm one of those. Luckily with some quick and clever thinking on my half, I was able to escape. After being born, I kind of figured out the situation, although it helped that someone there clothed me & explained the situation to me.
There was a knife nearby on something that looked like an operating table. The first person I saw, I just cut him. I'm not proud of it, but I was kind of terrified and shocked by simply what was going on. I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. I reached what looked like an exist when more people came up to me. They didn't seem to be friendly at all. But I guess I can't blame them, they are brainwashed to believe that they are doing good.
I slid under them. Once behind them I went for the door. It wasn't the exit. It was a room. The being I would later know as the Blind Man was there.
He looked in my direction, no doubt sensing me or something.
I was terrified, I felt like they would kill me and just try again with another. I didn't want that to happen. But there was nothing I could do. I was surrounded.
Suddenly I could see someone appearing. A sort of black portal opened between me & the Blind Man.
A rather pale looking man with long hair stepped out of it and reached for my hand. I didn't really have time to think, but I thought anywhere but here would be a good place to be.
We were now in the place I know as Earth. New York to be exact.
"Than...Thanks a million" I said and breathed heavily after all that.
"No problem" He said and summoned the portal again.
"Wait, who are you?"
"Da-" was all he uttered before disappeared. To this day I have little to no idea who that guy was, but I'm grateful.
The next thing I did was find a place to stay. I for some reason knew a lot about earth and this city, my guess would be that my memories are either manufactured by the Blind Man or a fraction of Malkator's memory. I'm not really certain. I found a motel and sort of convinced the man to let me stay until I get back on my feet. The clothes I had been given by that one archivist I killed had 50 dollars in it, so it was enough for a couple of nights.
I don't get why the Blind Man would clone Malkator. I've read Benjamin's tale and it seems to me that the Blind Man would want anything even remotely related to Malkator to vanish of the face of the earth.
Then again, I shouldn't be complaining...I kind of like existing.
Speaking of the Blind Man, he's kind of after me. I've been trying to help my friend Zack. Zack has recently become a gifted of the Archive.
I guess I have some explaining to do!
There are these things called fears in this world. The fears are personifications of humanity's fears or rather eldritch representations of them. There are many fears in this world, the Blind Man is one of them. He is the fear of getting old or forgetting. His workers are called Archivists & they work in the Archive which could only be explained as a big office building with multiple functions. It's not literally an office building, but it seems to work the same way.
Now, Gifted are special servants of his. See the Blind Man takes your memory when you start working for him. Gifted however are given memory, just not their memories. Gifted get memories from someone else. It's bizarre.
The Archive tends to run multiple fear related and non-fear related experiments. I'm one of those. Luckily with some quick and clever thinking on my half, I was able to escape. After being born, I kind of figured out the situation, although it helped that someone there clothed me & explained the situation to me.
There was a knife nearby on something that looked like an operating table. The first person I saw, I just cut him. I'm not proud of it, but I was kind of terrified and shocked by simply what was going on. I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. I reached what looked like an exist when more people came up to me. They didn't seem to be friendly at all. But I guess I can't blame them, they are brainwashed to believe that they are doing good.
I slid under them. Once behind them I went for the door. It wasn't the exit. It was a room. The being I would later know as the Blind Man was there.
He looked in my direction, no doubt sensing me or something.
I was terrified, I felt like they would kill me and just try again with another. I didn't want that to happen. But there was nothing I could do. I was surrounded.
Suddenly I could see someone appearing. A sort of black portal opened between me & the Blind Man.
A rather pale looking man with long hair stepped out of it and reached for my hand. I didn't really have time to think, but I thought anywhere but here would be a good place to be.
We were now in the place I know as Earth. New York to be exact.
"Than...Thanks a million" I said and breathed heavily after all that.
"No problem" He said and summoned the portal again.
"Wait, who are you?"
"Da-" was all he uttered before disappeared. To this day I have little to no idea who that guy was, but I'm grateful.
The next thing I did was find a place to stay. I for some reason knew a lot about earth and this city, my guess would be that my memories are either manufactured by the Blind Man or a fraction of Malkator's memory. I'm not really certain. I found a motel and sort of convinced the man to let me stay until I get back on my feet. The clothes I had been given by that one archivist I killed had 50 dollars in it, so it was enough for a couple of nights.
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