by raptor titanus3 » Thu Aug 27, 2009 2:08 am
*Sythe suddenly disappears*
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I HAVE SUFFERED THE ETERNAL TORMENT THAT PLAGUES ONLY THE MOST UNFORTUNATE OF YOUTH TO GO THROUGH! I HAVE NO FRIENDS, I HAVE NO REAL SOCIAL LIFE, I HAVE NO FEAR OF YOU THOUGH!"
*Sounds of wailing, pain, terror, vile laughter, and anguish fills the ears of everyone who dares to read this true self statement!*
"YOU THINK FEAR OF YOU OR ANYTHING ELSE FILLS EVEN A TINY PART OF THE WHOLE OF MY BODY? NO, ONLY ANGER, LONESOMENESS, A DOUBT THAT LIFE HAS A MEANING!"
*the figure is bound in chains made from the pitch black that is the back of my mind filled with every nightmare and bad expirence that has ever befalled my every moment of life*
"And yet I still cling to the notion that my life is not pointless, I still have dreams of grandure and this site is where I practice my future profession of spinning tales of grandure and the like of truely great novels"
*Behind me shines a golden gate that hides whats behind for until it comes true it shall never be viewable to anyone*
"AND THAT IS WHY I SHALL NOT CONCEDE!"
*the figure is vaporised before it can howl another sound and I finally end my tale*
(Not everything printed is true)
"We all go about our daily lives, waiting for the next big thing, the next cool trend, even the smallest bits of info on anything happening, but what we're really waiting for... is for something interesting to happen to us, thats what draws us to the rich and famous... we want to be like them... I don't, I'm fine with who I am... and you should be too" - RT3