“I like to dissect girls. Did you know I'm utterly insane?”
I’m Noah Creed, 22, and suffer from PTSD. I usually try to keep to myself, but if you want to talk, I can manage.
(Disclaimer, I don’t understand human emotion, so if I upset you I wouldn’t know and kind of don’t care.) (Unless you figure out how to become a friend. It’ll be a one way friendship.)
My father was one of my abusers until he was murdered just days before my 22nd birthday. So that was pretty recent. I’m also a sexual harassment victim and was extremely bullied in school.
That is basically it. I’m not going to tell you much since you could use that as evidence against me for some certain crimes.
Hello! This is NOT a fictive blog, it’s basically just for role plays and stuff :)
( Mod: @onyourl3ft )
!TW! Some topics will involve sexual assault, child abuse, and murder. Noah is a psychotic killer who somehow manages to hide pretty well from the cops.
(uhhhh actually i just got a hella good idea so i’ll somehow figure out how to write it on my writing blog ( @thewriterlife )
Disorders: PTSD and a psychopathy disorder
Past trauma: His father abused him, he was bullied throughout his childhood, he was sexually harassed multiple times (both verbally and physically), other stuff to be added later (possibly)
First victim: His father
His main targets: The people who wronged him
Okay so that's basically it! I'll be adding more once I get more ideas! Feel free to interact :D
Tags:
#silence-kills - answering asks
#🔪 - rp
#blow my brains - in character rants
#ooc: - out of character
#kazzle dazzle 🐦⬛✨ - out of character (this will be used when I make new additions to the blog!)
The man, tall and blond, shoots the woman a look and gestures forward. She raises an eyebrow at him. He sighs and starts talking.
"I'm a Detective Whitrose," he points a thumb at himself, "This is my assistant, Miss Hackett," he jabs his pointer finger at her, leaving his hand in a finger-gun shape, "We're investigating a murder in the area and she thought it would be a good idea to come ask for your advice. Er- you are Noah Creed, correct?"
"Yes I am." he says and looks at the detective with a skeptical look, "Why do you want my advice at 8 in the morning?" he crossed his arms and glanced at assistant and raised a brow.
"It is early, isn't it?" the assistant crosses her arms and glares at the detective.
"By a couple hours," the detective groans, "yeah."
"I suppose we've bothered people at more unreasonable times." the assistant pulls a notepad with a pen hooked through its spiral binding from her pocket.
"I think it's a fair thing to bother somebody over, there was a murder the area. Yesterday night, I believe."
"Oh really?" Noah asks. The sarcasm in his voice was very prominent, "Would you like to come in? Maybe get a cup of coffee and before we dive into murder mystery?"
He was still tired and slightly agitated. He knew about the murder, but didn't understand why they came to him for help.
"She's had worse," Whitrose mutters, barely audibly. His assistant elbows him hard in the side. He yelps quietly and then clears his throat, "The body of a young man was found about three blocks-"
"Three and a half." Hackett interrupts, not bothering to look up from the notepad she's writing in. "In a ravine. Rather well hidden, surrounded by poison ivy, I believe, though not very well buried."
"That." The detective sighs, "They've yet to identify the body."
Noah shuddered at the thought, "Huh, really?" he asked as he poured two cups of coffee for them then handed them some sugar and two spoons, "Well, whoever did that must be itchy as hell. Am I right?"
He let out a dry laugh and poured his own cup of coffee, "Ignore that..So what else about it? How was the victim murdered?"
The man, tall and blond, shoots the woman a look and gestures forward. She raises an eyebrow at him. He sighs and starts talking.
"I'm a Detective Whitrose," he points a thumb at himself, "This is my assistant, Miss Hackett," he jabs his pointer finger at her, leaving his hand in a finger-gun shape, "We're investigating a murder in the area and she thought it would be a good idea to come ask for your advice. Er- you are Noah Creed, correct?"
"Yes I am." he says and looks at the detective with a skeptical look, "Why do you want my advice at 8 in the morning?" he crossed his arms and glanced at assistant and raised a brow.
"It is early, isn't it?" the assistant crosses her arms and glares at the detective.
"By a couple hours," the detective groans, "yeah."
"I suppose we've bothered people at more unreasonable times." the assistant pulls a notepad with a pen hooked through its spiral binding from her pocket.
"I think it's a fair thing to bother somebody over, there was a murder the area. Yesterday night, I believe."
"Oh really?" Noah asks. The sarcasm in his voice was very prominent, "Would you like to come in? Maybe get a cup of coffee and before we dive into murder mystery?"
He was still tired and slightly agitated. He knew about the murder, but didn't understand why they came to him for help.
The man, tall and blond, shoots the woman a look and gestures forward. She raises an eyebrow at him. He sighs and starts talking.
"I'm a Detective Whitrose," he points a thumb at himself, "This is my assistant, Miss Hackett," he jabs his pointer finger at her, leaving his hand in a finger-gun shape, "We're investigating a murder in the area and she thought it would be a good idea to come ask for your advice. Er- you are Noah Creed, correct?"
"Yes I am." he says and looks at the detective with a skeptical look, "Why do you want my advice at 8 in the morning?" he crossed his arms and glanced at assistant and raised a brow.
"It is early, isn't it?" the assistant crosses her arms and glares at the detective.
"By a couple hours," the detective groans, "yeah."
"I suppose we've bothered people at more unreasonable times." the assistant pulls a notepad with a pen hooked through its spiral binding from her pocket.
"I think it's a fair thing to bother somebody over, there was a murder the area. Yesterday night, I believe."
"Oh really?" Noah asks. The sarcasm in his voice was very prominent, "Would you like to come in? Maybe get a cup of coffee and before we dive into murder mystery?"
He was still tired and slightly agitated. He knew about the murder, but didn't understand why they came to him for help.
The man, tall and blond, shoots the woman a look and gestures forward. She raises an eyebrow at him. He sighs and starts talking.
"I'm a Detective Whitrose," he points a thumb at himself, "This is my assistant, Miss Hackett," he jabs his pointer finger at her, leaving his hand in a finger-gun shape, "We're investigating a murder in the area and she thought it would be a good idea to come ask for your advice. Er- you are Noah Creed, correct?"
"Yes I am." he says and looks at the detective with a skeptical look, "Why do you want my advice at 8 in the morning?" he crossed his arms and glanced at assistant and raised a brow.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
YEAH WELL THE ‘GOOD DARK FANTASY STORY’ HURTS LIKE A BITCH TO HAVE IMAPLED IN YOUR SIDE. LUCKILY THAT WAS A FEW ITERATIONS AGO SO I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT ANYMORE.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.
MY IDEAS? WELL, MOST OF THE USUAL METHODS HAVE BECOME BORING AND TIRESOME TO ME. ALTHOUGH I SUPPOSE I STILL HAVE A SMALL BURNING LIKING FOR BLOODLETTING, SEEING SOMEONES LIFE FADE SLOWLY.
ON THAT NOTE I ALSO ENJOY THE OCCASIONAL BLUDGEONING.
Wow, "punching bag" haven't heard that one before. Good one.
And it's so fucking useless! Dudes calling me a cock sucking douche bag isn't going to stop me from ripping their balls off and shoving them into their eye sockets!
ITS ALWAYS THE ‘FUCK YOU’. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN IT, AFTER THEY’VE SAID IT NOTHINGS CHANGED. WHAT’S HAPPENED AFTER THEY’VE SAID THAT? NOTHING. THEY’RE STILL THERE, IN MY ATTIC BLEEDING OUT ON THE COLD FLOOR.
GOD ITS REFRESHING TO HEAR SOMEONE SHARE MY STRUGGLES, EVEN IF THEY ARE MORTAL.
AWWWWH, LOOK AT YOU! WHAT A GOOD STUDENT, DOING HIS HOMEWORK ON TIME.
I GET BORED, SERIOUSLY. THERE’S NOT A LOT GOING ON THIS TIME AROUND, NOT EVEN IN THIS NEW VESSEL- SURE I’VE GOT THEIR GIRLFRIEND TO ANNOY BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT.
I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME ENTERTAINED, AND YOU MY FRIEND. ARE VERY ENTERTAINING.
There are some quite sensitive topics about certain things. I was heavily bullied in school and abused at home by my dad.
Once I was jumped in the locker room after gym class and some dudes shoved a gross ass gym sock in my mouth, basically using it like a gag, and proceeded to take pictures of me and post them on the internet.
They had a whole profile thing dedicated to them fucking me over.
WHATEVER, I’LL ADD A MIX OF PETTINESS AND TORTURE TO THE MIX OF MY USUAL ROUTINE WITH RABBIT. I’LL SEE HOW THEY REACT AND I’LL DECIDE ACCORDINGLY, THANKS FOR THE IDEA, SICKO.
And no, actually I'm helping them solve my own case. They don't seem suspicious of me at all, but that's because I'm sending threats to the head detective. He's keeping his pretty lips shut for me :)
THATS MORE ENTERTAINING, SEE? I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LET ME DOWN. HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT, I LOVE IT. YOU CAN THROW THEM OFF WHENEVER YOU WANT AND YOU’LL ALWAYS KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FINDING YOU.
YOU’RE FUN!
I CAN TELL WE’RE GONNA HAVE A LOT OF EXCITING CONVERSATIONS AS LONG AS YOU STOP TRYING TO FUCK AROUND WITH MY PAST.
YEAH, I SUPPOSE I CAN BE A SOMEWHAT GOOD PERSON TO CONVERSE WITH WHEN I WANT TO BE. HOWEVER YOUR REACTIONS TO YOUR OLD PAST SHIT IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP.
TO PUT IT SIMPLY I WITHIN MYSELF DO NOT HAVE A ‘PHYSICAL BODY’ HOWEVER TO COMBAT THIS I CAN BASICALLY POSSESS WHOEVER I DEEM FIT ENOUGH TO BECOME MY NEW BODY.
THEY ARE STILL AWARE OF EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON BUT WHENEVER I TAKE CONTROL OF THEM THEY SORT OF BLACK OUT UNTIL I RELINQUISH CONTROL THEN THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING I HAD DONE IN THEIR BODY.
THE VESSEL CANNOT DIE WITH ME INSIDE OF IT, I CAN REGENERATE MYSELF AND I AM PRACTICALLY IMMORTAL- WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF THE NORTH STARS POWER. THAT IS THE ONLY THING WHICH CAN KILL ME.
BUT SURE, I WOULD SIMPLY FIND A NEW MORTAL TO INHABIT.