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10/30 EDIT

God im so mad I have to do this because it makes me seem like a moron that doesn’t know what he is doing but I probably should have mentioned that around this time the THINGS are gonna start to stop working. And that’s okay. Itll be okay. It get’s worked out but I got a little too high before i typed this and I don’t fully remmeber exactly who does what, BUT, look on the bright side. You get to see Saucy’s funky little alligator costume right? I think? Yeah. Anyway, I’m just gonna schedule this like for the same time as the other post but maybe a few hours later just so you get to see Saucy’s funky little doodle. Peace, Love and Prep-Up Rabbits. Good luck.

10/30: THE DEAD SPEAK!

Just kidding lol. I just finished watching the rest of the Star Wars movies and thought that would be funny. Anyway, this should be for the day before Halloween. Anyone dressing up as anything cool? I have my costume picked out, it’s star-dust. Get it? Because I’m gonna be... anyway. I hope you’re staying strong. Tonight is going to be alot, but I want you all to know even if I wasn’t really the best at being there for you, maybe these little messages can help. I’ve scheduled a ton of posts, because as it turns out, knowing the End, and when things happens means I get to leave little surprises and whatnot, keep that memory alive right? Anyway yeah. I hope you all have a happy halloween. And for those of you that read this, you know who you are... I’m sorry. I wish I could have told you, I wish we could have sat down and talked this out and I could have given you so much more to go off of but I couldn’t. Just know, I chose you because I believe in you, because even through Prime-tinted eyes I saw that you were worthy of so much more than you were given. You deserved a chance like the rest of us. I hope you’re not mad, but if you are you can’t really do anything about it because I’m literally dead lol. Anyway, yeah. I hope you all are doing well. I really do. Keep marching on, Rabbits. The end is worth fighting for, our end, that is. ‘Till next time. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21JO418YZhU

So, I’m guessing this is it then. Every choice we made led us here, I just want everyone to know that this choice this time was wholly mine. I’ve said everything I’ve wanted to say at this point so, no big fancy sad goodbye here. This is what I wanted. This is what needed to happen. So yeah. I guess I’ll leave you with my favorite song. It was one of Ammy’s too. She really liked when I sang it but like, i guess I’ve never been good at singing. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDmfHvt6tcY

Im scared.

All i can remember of that time is the hurt i caused others. I remember how it felt to cause it, how i wanted it and enjoyed it. I was marty taylor. Everyone knew it. They knew my name, they knew what I could do. REGARDS once said I was the first time Prime named a rabbit in his reports. Marty. I wasn't just a number to him, I was a weapon. I was chaos. I was the blade he didn't have to hold, the words he didn't have to say. I broke the bones he didnt break and spilled the blood he didn't spill. And i loved it. I chose it.

Im scared,

because now I know what its like to be Marty Taylor. I know what he thinks, what he loves. I know the special little twist he'll do with the knife, arching it down and to this side to make it that much harder to pull out. I know just how much he loves the sticky drip of fresh blood, the sound it makes as it rains to the floor.

I'm scared because I remember the bliss of being free of consequence. I'm scared because Prime took everything that made me Marty Taylor, and created a perfect Echo.

I'm scared.

In the deepest gloom of the long night's dream, a slumbering eye awakens.

"Pray tell, your intent?"

Monsters within the trees

Between the path of leaves, blackend by scars from the stretched God's fire.

Pray tell your intent, the poison of a single apple born from the prison of paradise.

Pray tell.

And they stole fire from the Gods

not to give light to humanity

but to burn away all of its monsters.

DON'T KNOW WHO GAVE THE INTERNET TOUGH GUY A KEYBOARD BUT IGNORE HIS BIG WORDS. HE'S JUST A TAD SALTED THAT I MADE HIM LISTEN IN ON A PRIVATE MEETING WITH SOME OLD PALS OF HIS AND MY BUDDY REX.

~REGARDS

For every scar you giv e me

For eve ry bone you break

For every scream of a loved one you makke me hear

You start to wake up the beast in me

A beastt you made

A beast you molded and shaped

So when alls said and done and you have me lying in a pool of my ow n blood for the last time know this.

The eyes staring back at you will not belong the liam you threw to the ground

They'll belong to the marty you burned in hell.

- regards,

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The text surrounding those audio recordings are lies. You fight only for yourself.

I fight for those that believed in me.

Not for those that refuse to.

Here's an interesting question for you; is there something you're hiding, like most people in trials often do?

These fat fuckin nUTS

hey there bud. Stupid question but like gotta ask if you're good or not. oh and by the way, the brit says hi.

My spine hurts and i cant really do anything but im where i need to be for now

Imagine getting your ass kicked like a little fucking bitch lmao

Imagine getting hit twice with a fucking baseball bat and then still crawling away, drawing a sigil in my own blood, baiting the monster thats trying to kill you, and still managing to unleash an energy wave that blows the fucker back as you teleport away hahahah what a lil fuckin bitch huh

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