Tuesday 30 June 2015

BACK ONLINE

INTERNET. Ah, how I've missed thee. Survival Island world, Dickensian Drama world and freaking Atlantis aren't exactly good for wifi. You know what's had me trapped longest? Minecraft. IN ADVENTURE MODE. And not the helpful, full strength, Computer mode, with command blocks and things, the watered down PS4 version. How do I know it was PS4? Because the limited powers my Technopathy allowed me let me dress as Ratchet the Lombax. That was nice.

But yeah, the portal out was in the end. Me and Don had to fight the Ender Dragon, it took aaaaaaaages to get all the gear.

Now I'm in................a city. Don was meant to land here, but they still haven't stopped us switching. Maybe they can't. Maybe they've forgotten about us and haven't noticed.

It's dark. I mean it IS night, but more than that. The whole city feels like it's always just......dark. Sort of gloomy.

Ooh, Graffiti, maybe it'll help with where I-

Green question marks.

GREEN QUESTION MARKS.

Please. Oh Please. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE.

BOOM

A building just exploded a couple of streets away, and the air is filling with cackling laughter. Playing cards are raining down all around. I was right.

Finally, this reality death course just redeemed itself.

I'm in Gotham. I'm going to enjoy this.

Friday 16 January 2015

ZOMBIES!!!

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GET ME OUT OF HERE..

There are zombies EVERYWHERE. I'm currently holed up in an underground bunker in what's left of London. It seemed pretty secure, but they've found me, hundreds of them banging at the door and moaning! Our symbol is burned onto the wall, so someone must have been here before me, but who? Tempest? He can burn stuff, so maybe? But why isn't he here now? Did he leave? Did he find the portal? Maybe he wasn't surrounded like this?!

Slam.

Oh [expletive deleted], that sounded like the outer door! There is NOTHING useful in here. Well, there IS........................no, useless. One bullet, what good is that? A few tins of food, a battered sofa, a broken table, what happened here?

[expletive deleted], T, why'd you have to leave me nothing? what the [expletive deleted] happened, why is everything broken? I hope it was worth it.

[expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted]! What do I do??!?!?! There's nothing I can do! It looks like powers work here, but what [expletive deleted] use is mine?!?

I'm going to die here. They've been playing with us, but this is it, I'm screwed. I have nothing left. Unless I.....no. But maybe? On my own terms, not waiting for those monsters.

Is this what you wanted, you [expletive deleted] cows? Was this your [expletive deleted] plan, to break us, take us to the very edge, until we have no fight left? Is this your sick, twisted, [expletive deleted] game?

WELL OK THEN!! Screw you Fates! Screw you reality rollercoaster! Let's just get this over with!


Slam. Creak. Clang.


Oh god, the door's about to give up. If I want to do this, it's now or never.

Goodbye friends, I know you'd be here if you could.

Goodbye worlds.

And as for you sadistic [expletive deleted] hags? I'm coming for you. See you in Hell.

Bang.

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