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Tuesday, November 5, 2013

SO I'm thinking about doing something idiotic...

Just a question-

If I posted a fragment from a Fear Mythos/Creepypasta (crossover?) story I'm working on, would anybody be willing to read it, or comment on it?

It's based around the (mis)adventures of Rosa, an orphan who just happens to be one of Slenderman's three Elite Proxies (The other two being, of course, Masky and Hoody. It's practically a given.). She's given a set of abilities that far surpass the other Proxies, gets privileges (Such as, but not limited to, mouthing off at her boss) and is an overall very strong character in a world where such people are generally the Fears themselves.
and then it all goes to hell.
She goes down with it, make no mistake. She loses her statues as a Proxy and all of the benefits that came with it; she loses bits of her sanity as time goes on, due to the fact that the world around her is complete and utter Chaos; and while she manages to weather the storm for a while with the aid of a certain soft-hearted Creepypasta and a certain Jerkass Creepypasta who's often seen by his fans as a Draco in Leather Pants, she eventually loses their support too. 
For those of you who don't believe me when I say that Jeff the Killer's a Draco in Leather Pants-
From this link.

I don't think my point could be any stronger.
The first chapter is currently under the scrutiny and editorial pen of K (who I would trust with writing my will if it came to it).
(It'll probably come to that.)
 And the sweet one's Eyeless Jack. personally, I've always seen him as sort of kind (relatively speaking) considering this- he could have killed his victims and had at all of their organs, including the ones they would have needed in life- heart, lungs, liver, uterus (mention that because, unless it's a surgery performed by a very skilled surgeon, most removals of the uterus end in death of the patient due to internal bleeding and trauma to the organs around it ((it's nestled snugly between the intestines and the bladder, two organs you really don't want to damage)). It's no wonder Jack the Ripper killed his victims before taking theirs.), and, most importantly, the brain. Instead, he opts to take one of their kidneys, while they're asleep, and leave no trace except a neat row of stitches. following this headcannon, the one guy who allegedly did die from EJ woke up in the middle of surgery, freaked out, and moved around while that very sharp scalpel was still inside of him.
moron.
EJ (that's his name from now on, get over it) defines himself as neutral in the war between the Fears and the Creepypastas over our universe (which is gushing with victims and entropy, which both the Fears and the Creepypastas need to survive). Jeff's Zalgo's lieutenant- against his will, since he's the most widely known of the Creepypastas (as far as I can tell, at least...) and has an easier time spreading fear and chaos than most of the other Creepypastas (and that chaos isn't always derived from fear, either. his mobile harem seems to cause it wherever they go, too.)

That's the gidst of it. I'm trying not to spoil much, but I'll tell you this, and let you make of it what you will-
Rosa is most definitely not a Mary Sue.
 the universe I have placed her in does not bend to her will.
she is not worshiped by the other characters.
she is no more capable as a Proxy than her fellow Elites.
She is, in fact, very weak and vulnerable when she loses her Proxy status, and because of this she subsequently heavily relies in EJ and Jeff to protect her and help her when she's in a tight scrap- and Jeff only complies because Zalgo told him that he could keep Rosa as his immortal pet and torture victim if she dies of natural causes. EJ does it because he genuinely likes Rosa as a little sister.
She suffers from things like starvation, dehydration, and PTSD during her tenure as a regular person in a world that has been completely been overrun by the entities she used to serve and the ones she used to fight with every fiber of her being. at the end of it all, she's exhausted, alone, and perfectly willing to die without regretting it.
She doesn't have a mysterious source of income- she works as a prostitute and an information broker in the daytime, and often loots her victims when working as a Proxy. College? She earned a substantial scholarship to the local community college for her excellence in athletics, particularly Martial Arts and Track and Field, as well as her (hard earned) excellent grades. between studying for College, her jobs as a prostitute and an information broker, and her Proxy work at night, she's often suffering from sleep deprivation.
Oh, and the director of the orphanage she's staying at (it's set in the future where orphans can't leave the orphanage without being adopted, fostered, or with the expressed permission of the director) likes having his way with her every once in a while, which only adds to her list of problems. as well as the usual consequences- she often has to drop a pay-per-session class at college to pay for an abortion, or treatment (or cure, it's set in the future after all) for yet another STD that he's transmitted to her that could get her fired from her job as a prostitute (which is often the source of the STDs, too).

because of all of this, Rosa's very cynical, sarcastic, and serious all of the time- unless she's trying to screw with someone for information that she can then either report to Slenderman or sell on the black market. Pragmatism is practically her lifestyle- whereas other teenagers her age (she's nineteen) have all sorts of high-tech, updated gadgets with the latest features, the only electronics she has are an old radio that hasn't stopped working in the entire time it's been in her possession (which is her only reason for replacing anything) and a laptop that was made in the 2000s (the story is set circa 2050, so expect a few new technologies to crop up once in a while) that's chipped around the corners and sometimes displays the Blue Screen Of Death. (She 'persuades' the robotics professor at the college to fix it when it does that.) She has no phone, no video game platforms, no car, no motorcycle (although she's taught herself through observation how to hotwire and operate one), and no television set. She doesn't put much faith into the vague hope that someone will come and rescue her when things get bad, mostly due to the fact that no one ever does.
She has no social life, due to the fact that she perpetually views the people around her as sheep being herded by the various cruel shepherds that are the Fears and Creepypastas. because of this, she's shunned by the people around her- and even, at times, bullied by her fellow college kids who are both jealous of her grades (despite her background), and disturbed by her 'freakish' behavior.

So yeah, that's Rosa. Definitely far from the Mary Sue territory. I tried as hard as I could with her on this issue. If you have any suggestions, do advise. if it's flames, I'm going to go get the fire extinguisher.

She's not kidding about that. 

... So that's where you've been.

Sorry, I got bored of just listening to Minerva drone on and on and on about how Lucius is bad news, I shouldn't be drooling over a guy with no body, blah blahblah blahblah....

Right. And I'm a fairy princess. what's your real reason for assimilating here, and blocking my attempts to delete your text?

I'm bored as FUCK, what more do you want from me?

I'm sorry, this post is going to have to end here.

Friday, October 25, 2013

Fighting for power

Well hello. 
Oh, I'm sorry. Were you expecting someone? 
I'll get her here right away. 
Gee, thanks Dementia.
hello. I'm back. sorry to keep you all waiting. I have school, you know. College life is the fast life- or slow, if all you do is study. which I personally don't, though I devote a great deal more time to it than my roommate. Who is currently out getting drunk, high, f**ked, you name it.
*sigh*
at least I have K. She's almost everything to me. Especially since the relationship between me and my parents is... not so good.
You're understating things.
F**k off Dementia. I don't need you critiquing the way I live my life. 
anyway... 
Satan. 
Well, I have no problem divulging his real (first) name. and showing you all just how punny my nickname for him is. 
Lucius. 
as in, Lucifer. 
I'm no Christian, but I know the name of the Devil. 
To clarify things, Lucius (his real name) is a derivative from Lucifer. 
His parents mustn't have been in a good mood when they named him. 
Lucius grew up in a... not so happy home. His biological father left when he was too young to remember, and his stepfather was an abusive son of a s**t. 
And I don't just mean beating. 
According to S, Lucius was brutally raped when he was a kid. which is why he decided to take a knife to his dad and kill him. 
when he was seven
he then set up the scene to appear as though it was a brutal robbery. it worked; he was never charged for the crime. 
later on, when he was in high school, he had a brief dalliance with a girl. she ended up pregnant, and told him she was leaving him because of it. 
so he killed her. right there and then. by stabbing her in the stomach. 
he made it look like a suicide before breaking down into tears over her. which must have convinced his mother, who walked in on the scene. 
he was never charged for that crime, either. 
and you know what scares me?
His girlfriend was a redhead. like me. 
Later on, he would become friends with two other boys. 
that's when the raping started. 
he would befriend a girl at school. he would invite them over to his house when he had gained their trust. 
he would then have them kidnapped by his two cohorts. he would do all sorts of things so that she would not be able to realize their identities- they wore masks and never talked. she was also blindfolded. 
then Lucius would come in, and rape her. he never talked, and he never showed his face. 
after a while, he would come and 'rescue' her. which not only got her home, and got her to shut up, but increased her trust for him. 
after several recurring incidents like this, she would figure it out. she would put two and two together. 
and then he would kill her. after all...
nobody likes tripping over loose ends.
Thank you for putting it so eloquently, Dementia. 
by the way, her real name is
Don't you fucking dare!
Persephone. 
I swear, if we didn't share a body...
Oh hush. It's not like you'd kill me anyway. you're too much of a wimp. 
You're talking to a serial killer here.
Only in fiction. here you're just a big talker. now shut up so I can get back to enlightening all who read this. 
anyway, as Lucius did his utmost to befriend, exploit, and murder his victims without getting caught, this lands him firmly in the Mask category. he even immediately killed a girl who heard his voice when he was in the middle of raping her. you can't exactly get more cautious than that. Dead Women Don't Talk and all that.
Soon enough, the second partner started blackmailing the other two. so Lucius and his first partner went ahead and shut him up for good. which would be nice and all except that soon after, Lucius decided to go after the first partner's ex girlfriend. who he still loved. 
so of course his buddy turned around and knifed him in the heart. 
No word on the body from the cops. the news is being all hushed up too, which can mean one of two things- either his partner is just as good as Lucius is at covering his tracks, or for some reason the reporters, the feds, the cops, you name them, are all keeping it classified. 
Oh, and some idiot decided it would be funny to paint an Operator symbol on the outside of the dormitories. the idiot got arrested after his face was caught on camera and he was expelled, but the Symbol is still there. 
and it's right under my dorm. 
might as well just paint a big red target on my back and run around campus screaming "Come and get me Slender F**ker!". 
Hmmm... I wonder what results that experiment would yield. 
Oh, by the way-
The Fourth Wall Shall Not Protect You.