Friday, December 30, 2011

Talking, Talking, So Much Talking part 1

These next couple of post will be from conversations I've had over the last couple of days.

Monday December 26, 10:00 A.M.(-ish)

“Mr. Schultz, are you awake? You have a visitor.”

The nurse’s pleasant voice woke me up. “A visitor?” I asked, rather surprised.

“Yes, he says he’s your grandfather.”

Well, that couldn’t be right. My grandfathers are dead

Before I could protest however, the visitor slipped in and gave the nurse’s shoulder a small pat. “It’s okay darlin’, my grandson is always up to see me.”


The Grigori.

The nurse gave a timid nod and went on her way. Dammit, couldn’t she have been one of those veteran nurses who strictly adhere to the rules or something like that.

Grigori took a seat next to my bed, removed his bowler and simply stared at me with a small smile. Silence filled the room for what felt like hours. I’m not sure if this was just some sort of intimidation tactic or if he was just waiting for me to wake up a little more.

“So I see you took my advice and had yourself a very grand time during Solstice.”

 “Oh yeah, so much fun. Look at how crazy the festivities got.” I motioned to my battered body with my free hand “So let me guess you’re here to finish the job. Beat me down with your cane again?”
Grigori let out a loud amused laugh “You’re still sore about that? You need to learn to let things go my boy. And no, I am not here to finish you off. That’s His job.” He looked down and one of my gifts, a bag of those miniature Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups “Ah, I certainly have a soft spot for these, would you mind if I have one?”

“If you are willing to answer a couple of questions for me.”

“A question for a cup then.”

“Alright, but only if you can answer it.”

“You have yourself a deal.”

“So why hasn’t Slendy come to kill me while I’m in here yet.”

“Well…I’m not exactly capable of knowing what goes on in my Boss’ head, but I’d say it is because you are not…ripe enough yet. My Boss loves fear as much as I love chaos. You could say it is what we thrive off of. And you just haven’t reached that point of you being a satisfying meal yet. But if you want my opinion, you are very, very close.” He took his first peanut cup as a reward. He already gave me quite a bit to take in before he added “Granted, I cannot make any promises about my other colleagues. I’m pretty sure you know how they are through all those blogs you read.”

“Lovely, should I include Andras?”

“Andra-“ he let out another laugh “Oh that’s right, that’s your name for him.”

“So he does have another name?”

“Of course. But you can stick with Andras. If he wants to tell to you his actual name, he can do some himself. Although he is a rather quiet individual. By the way I am counting that as two question.” He said and took two more cups. He couldn’t help but note that he seemed a lot more casual than he was during the last two conversations we had.

 “So why’d you club me that night?”

“Well…like I said, if you remember, I can’t have the both of you dying on me. I’m Andras’ Handler, and the kid has potential so I can’t afford him gone. As for you, other than the whole meal explanation I gave you earlier, well, in all honesty you remind of my when I was being stalked by him.” He seemed to grow a little somber “So filled with hope to you could overcome this. Gung-ho about trying to take him down. And one stubborn bastard. Unlike you however, I realized that my Boss has offered my something that I never would have experienced if it weren’t for him.”

“And what’s that?”

He stopped for a moment “You know I should thank you for that clash you Andras.”

“Oh, and why is that? And that does not count a question to get you a peanut butter cup.”

“In my 50 some odd years of working for Him..”

50 years??? Holy crap how old is he, he looked  fantastic for his age.

 “…I have learned something that I feel is important for every new Proxy to learn. We are not invincible. For some reason nine out of ten new proxies have it in their head that working for something that is seemingly invincible should make them invincible as well. Oh, it’s certainly not the case. I like to teach some of the newbies that and, well, you saved me time of teaching that to Andras.”

He took at a pocket watch and smiled “Well look at the time I must depart. I hope you get well soon and sorry about the mess to your apartment” He looked out the doorway for a second. “Oh, by the way,  don’t scream.”

Before I could say anything, he brought his cane down on my busted leg like a samurai sword. I bite my lips trying not to scream but fuck it hurt.

“Consider that a little response from my Boss for everything you did to him last week.” he smiled and went on his way.  

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Oh crap....

I just realized all of this is going to lead to a very awkward conversation with my probation officer...

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas!

A Merry Christmas to most all of my fellow Runners and Fighters!

I wish only the best.

I gotta' admit, it feels weird being in the hospital on Christmas. It's kind of lonely. Even when your family pops by to visit you. They couldn't stay because I forced them to leave and blamed my hostility on my meds because of work.

At the nurse that was giving me the death glare yesterday is being a little lenient with my laptop privileges. And I got some very nice DS games. Granted it's a bitch  to play but hey it's not like you need 2 hands to play "Pokemon", "Advance Wars: Dual Strike", and "Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors".

Saturday, December 24, 2011

I'm Not Dead Yet!

Yeah that's right, I've survived. Granted I'm in the hospital.


Christ, ever since I started this blog I seem to have become a lightning rod for pain.

But yeah, unlike the last couple of stays, I don't think I'll be leaving any time soon. I was out for an entire day after I was brought in. I was lucky enough to get room on the 5th floor so I feel somewhat safe.

My spelling and grammar is probably going to horrible so bear with me.

What I had seems to be similar to what happened in Avondale (I have spent all morning trying to catch up on everything) but definately on a smaller scale. Apparently, there was a mass slaughter at one of the nearby cemetary. Now if I wasn't being stalked by Him, I'd just account it to them some Satanic cult summoning gone awry. There always been some weird juju that goes down in the cemetary and the roads that lead to it. But, given my circumstances, I assuming that our town had a small sect of Slenderists (the weird cult/religion that looks to Slendy as a god, I know theres another name but I really do not feel like looking it up) and well shit went down there cause it to go on a rampage.

And given my Tulpa-esque theory that I follow (Slendy using fear as a magnetic for his meals), my fear and uneasiness was probably like a beacon for Him.

What I saw when he reached my apartment, He was...

Damn, he was a beast. I gonna' try and describe this the best that I can. He gained a couple feet, but was hunched. He blanked stuck out among a mass, this complex mass of black. His suit was torn up, his hand were more like claws

There were a alot of tentacles.

Apparently, in this form or whatever it is, Slendy does not give a damn about that 3rd floor. It fucking leapt up onto the walkaway!.Several tentacles smashed through my windows as It made It's way in. I fired of my taser which barely did anything for something that big. I went for my crossbow but before I could fire it off a tentacle wrapped around my ankle and slammed me into to the wall. I felt like my brain bounced all around  my skull and my hearing was muffled.

According to the doctor a small piece of debris piercing my ear drum or something like that. I was still a little woozy to comprehend much. All I know is that I'm going to be temporarilly deaf in my right ear.

I shook it off and managed to fire off a s Slendersludge covered arrow, hitting It in the shoulder. The tentacle let go of me as it reeled back. I loaded another one and got him in the knee, and it was enough to make him stagger enough for me to stumble out of there. I did catch a glimpse of what I believe was the scar that Valerie noticed.

Everything was kinda' hazy from here. I remember grabbing my laptop (which came out all banged up but working) stumbling out and hoofing it the blunt part of the tentacle just slamming me in the chest. I remember a Slendersludge cocktail that the both of us got burned with. I remember some poor on-lookers from the apartment next door who met a horrible end. I remember the shit being knocked out of me. I remember the police intercepting it, one officer took in the car in hauled it to the hospital. I remeber screaming. Lots of screaming.

All in all I suffered a concussion, several cuts, my right ankle, arm, and wrist (yeah, typing with one arm is a bitch)  as well as several ribs are broken, temporary deafness (I guess that's the right word) in my right ear, Second-degree burns on my left arm, and my face is a fucking mess.

Funny thing. The first thing I thought when I heard of my injuries was "Well, this is going to fuck up my graduation plans."

The news is trying to pass it off as some crazed gunman but everything else is vague.

Through all of what happened two nights, what happened last year, what happened in Avalon, what Valerie said, and what Mary said in Zeke's interview, I have developed this rough theory.

- There is something about the Solstice that I believe sort of opens a large hole for more of Slendy's true form to emerge. This makes him larger, stronger, less intimidated by height. Slendy on steroids basically.

-There is a double-edged sword to this however. Somehow during this process of him emerging, it makes him more vulnerable. I think the best comparison I can make is to think of it like when an anime character powers up and the other character have to hold off the bad guy because the powering up character is wide open. He's more prone to injury. This could explain the scar that Valerie saw, which I believe was most likely caused by Zero or one of the other runners from last year's Solstice. This also seem to alter his personality. He seems more primal, less calculating and quick with finishing it's prey, certainly less subtle about making his presence known. Slender Sickness doesn't seem to have the effect it normally does and It seems to have difficulty Slenderwalking. I only assume this because it could have easily dodged my arrows by Slenderwalking.

-In regards to him being prone to injury, I'm unsure if it can feel pain or if it's body just staggered back as part of a natural response.

Well, I must be off for now. My good arm is getting tired and I think the nurse is giving me a death glare for working this long.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

And the night of the solstice begins.

I've realized that my last couple of post have been vague. Over the last couple of days, Slendy's just seemed different. He looks taller. Everything about him just seems less human-esque about him.

The Grigori left me a message on my door the other day as well "Have fun on the Solstice!"

I would have mentioned it sooner but...well I've been on edge for the last week of so. The complex is practically abandonned since most of the students left to visit their families. The emptiness of it all makes me feel rather vulnerable and it's just so unnerving. It's a silly reason but it's truth. I just can't get my thoughts together when I'm anxious.

Anywho, I've on full alert today and....


He's still....


Something is just off about Him....

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Admitting mistakes.

I shouldn't have gotten him involved.

I made such an amateur mistake.

Changing his name obviously didn't do a damn thing.

 "Seth", actually I may as well use your real name, Jacob was found dead this morning. He had apparently been missing since Sunday and was found in national park close to here this morning. Some tied him up to a tree and stabbed him so many times that he was basically a human pin cushion.

Jacob, I'm...I'm so sorry. I should have known better. I was just so fucking gung-ho about figuring out this slendersludge that I threw caution to the wind. I should have told you the risks. We were only friends for a couple of years, but you were a damn fine friend during that time.

Thanks for everything and again...I'm sorry. This is all my fault...

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Prepare for the Winter

God, these anxiety attacks have been doing a number on me. I just seem to be getting every others, nothing too bad that a little clonazePam can't extinguish the fire. But they are living me so drained.

Now, my brain is so very fuddled right now so my memory is next to shot but I swear I remember a prominant blog talking about how Slender Man was the strongest at the Winter Solstice. If that's the case and I think it might have been, I'm bunkering down.

Stay strong, Stay Alive.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Playhouse Creatures

So I went to the theatre again to view our production of "Playhouse Creatures" last night.

Surprisingly, The Grigori wasn't there.

I guess there wasn't the "right amount of chaos"(as he would probably say it), or something like that.