This one should have been done a while ago, but...well, life got in the way and everything, you know?
Here's the report. Guy called Joce. To be honest, I didn't really know him, and I haven't actually read his blog yet (though I will), but I at least recognize the name from reading through some comments on Hyde's old blog.
He seemed like a good kid. It's a real shame he's gone.
-Don't Shoot The Messenger-
Oh my, rest your eyes upon this. Another servant who takes a knee before the great beast, trading his own freedom in exchange for that of his brother. What a pathetic joke. The beast does not make deals and he does not need a servant to make rounds shouting "bring out your dead" like a bad attempt at humor in a terrible comedic picture.
ReplyDeleteInstead, you should have fought against him valiantly. I doubt you would have done much, but at the very least you would have died without lowering yourself to the level of a common worm. Instead, you let yourself be cowed by his presence and thus you find yourself in your much maligned position. What a pity. You do have such a talent. It is a shame you will never wake up and use it to do anything truly useful. You have somehow found a way to make yourself even more worthless than your typical human being.
I hope we meet someday, Messenger. I have the perfect knife waiting for you.
Hmm?! I thought you were dead our fire-crazy friend. I shouldn't be surprised though. Almost no one stays dead in this nightmare of a wonderland.
ReplyDeleteOh, hey, Arsoness! Thanks for your kind words! While I'll keep all that you said about me being a traitor and a lowly worm, I'd like to remind you that, when you compare our deaths, we're still sitting at 0-1.
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