#john kramer.

[nostlgic]

yes, i’m sick —     sick from the disease eating away at my i n s i d e s. sick of people who don't appreciate their blessings. sick of those who s c o f f at the suffering of others. i'm sick of it a l l !

[edwardashley]

me getting ready to f*ck john kramer for the 50th time that month so we can make sure our baby is born in the Year of the Pig

[nostlgic]

                  not many understand why john does what he does. amanda barely understands, but she remains his most loyal apprentice. daniel is a much different case, despite having gone through his own test. john used daniel for leverage against eric, to make the game interesting. and once the remaining detectives had found daniel in the safe, kramer knew what he needed to do going forward. he’s too weak to go after the boy, but lucky for jigsaw, daniel comes back to him. tracks him down, perhaps wanting to kill him, but john has the skill of persuasion — a dead father, an ignorant mother, not to mention the damage to his mental state. tonight, john is bed ridden, the man watching daniel walk into the room with sunken eyes. ‘do you have what i asked for?’ words are riddled with a dry rasp and are followed by a low cough. ‘bring it to me,’     @tormentavi​.

[nostlgic]

                   there are others like john, people who know that human beings take every inch of their life for granted. most, however, decide to do nothing about it. perhaps kramer is the exception, and so, it seems, is lucas. back aches, cracks as he sits straighter in his chair, hose swaying slowly back and forth between the iv and his arm. ‘i- understand you want to protect those you love,’ words are cryptic, and hoarse, john using most of his energy to turn is head towards the younger of the two men. ‘but patience is a virtue. if you rush in now, you’ll ruin everything,’     @ghvstbld​.

[nostlgic]

                    ‘you feel guilty. and perhaps for good reason,’ sickly man stares from across the table, skin chilly against the temperature of the room. against all odds, john was still here, still able to sit straight and look upon the lives of others. head moves slowly to tilt at the detective, corners of chapped and aging lips turning ever so slightly upward. ‘after all, we both know eric matthews would not be missing if you hadn’t pushed him to be a part of your... investigation,’     @everstride​.