Broken Little Toys

I'd like to make this clear. I'm not a little girl, nor an insane freak you can fuck around with whenever you like. I'm what amounts to a scribe, not some broken little toy. You aren't going to find me and play with me until you get bored. I'm not going to stop what I'm doing just because you say a mean thing, or think I'm something I'm not. It doesn't work that fucking way. I might get along with His children all damn day long and that's fine. I don't mind talking to Runners or Fighters or Proxies or what the fuck ever. None of this gives my followers, or anyone else for that matter, permission to come and try to mindfuck me or hurt me.

If that's all you're here to do, you can get over yourselves. You aren't that goddamn important. You are just as low on the totem pole as I am. Any moment you could die or be exchanged for "a newer model." Everything we do is just to make our lives extend that much longer. Maybe it's even for those we care about. It doesn't matter in the end. We are all going to die. What I write is intended to help people. Not be your gossip rag or something to use to get inside my head. I'm not putting up with this goddamn bullshit anymore. Either be civil and treat me like a human being or get the fuck out.

I have said it so many times, I should put it in the blog description. I don't care who you are or what side you are on. I just want respect. I ultimately would like to stay friendly with anyone I can. I'm trying so hard not to judge anyone, but it seems like that's all that's happening to me now. I don't know how to fix the situation besides to enforce a new rule: treat me with the golden rule, or I simply won't acknowledge what you say or do. I don't want to fight. I don't want to be raped, or hurt, or kidnapped, or have some insane person following me just to find that opportunity.

For anyone that wasn't around for the comment war, I'm sorry for this. I really am. You can probably just ignore it and go on with whatever you were doing. I have to do something, or else I'm going to wind up being a supernatural doormat. I really, really don't want to wind up that way.

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  1. Cyrus 'The Virus' Grissum -- "I despise rapists. For me, you're somewhere between a cockroach and that white stuff that accumulates at the corner of your mouth when you're really thirsty."

    Enough Said.

    Until Next Time.
    Me.

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  2. I hate rapists too, regardless of who they are or who they work for

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  3. Opof, his name is spelled "Grissom". If you're gonna quote fictional characters, get the attribution right.

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  4. A lady always deserves respect, fellas.

    Don't worry, dear; you're one person I don't want to kill. :)

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  5. Thank you. The Dying Man gets it. -_-

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  6. wuts a Runner or Fighter? im new to proxys games and all that stuf i faver ur blog and ope to learn

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  7. A Runner is a person that has encountered the Slenderman or any Fear, and ran to try to escape them. A Fighter is someone that did the opposite. They met/saw the Slenderman and decided the only hope was to fight him, and those that work for him.

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  8. Just read what happened, stay on your toes.

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  9. I will. Thank you for the sentiment, dear.

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  10. Glad to see you're getting wise. Take care of yourself.

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  11. I get it. What I'm doing is not what most people approve of. The murder is usually less looked down on than this. And honestly, I don't care one way or another. I am what I am. I've lived through what most of you would flinch at. If I can take what I want, there's hardly anything you can do to stop me is there?

    But my little dove, I can be respectful if you wish. Because I do enjoy this blog, and talking to you. I shall give you the same amount of respect that I would give anyone.

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  12. You really think you're the only one don't you? I'm not sure if it's precious or annoying.

    Kindergarten was nice, actually. It was only when I was ten that things started.

    Your father was a preacher right? That means you got to go to church on sunday. Got to sit among people, where he couldn't do things. At least once a week. You had hours of safety. Do you know what it would have been like without those moments? Without sisters to confide in? with only your captor and a half broken radio for company? Never seeing the sunlight.

    I would kill for your life.

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  13. You can have it. You never had to bury a sister who died at your hands, at your father's insistence. You weren't forced to have sex with animals and your father's friends. You weren't cut up by him on a whim so many times that he started having trouble finding a place to cut that wasn't covered in scar tissue. You have exactly as much excuse as I do for what you do, you prick. At least I REALIZE I'm a horrible person.

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  14. I realize I'm a horrible person. I've just realized something you haven't. That doesn't matter. Are you really going to keep talking about morality when you know it has no real bearing to the world?

    You are right on two counts though. I never had a sister, and he wasn't my father.

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  15. ... Clearly I need to pay closer attention to the comments here. Holy fuck, David.

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  16. ...you may have a point about the morality thing. That's something to think about, certainly.

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  17. Are you really surprised Elaine? By the way, that wound is scarring nicely. You might see me soon.

    I do hope you think about it hedgehog. Those who follow the rules have a tendency to be crushed by them.

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  18. I only follow one rule. And if you drop a Batman reference here, you will lose all my respect forever.

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  19. Even if I wanted to, I don't know enough Batman to do so.

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  20. Little busy the next week or so, David. If you can be civil, feel free to stop in after that.
    No, that's not actually an invitation, that's me being flippant. Don't get cocky.

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  21. When am I anything other than cocky?

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  22. You do catch on quick, don't you Dove?

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  23. -points to self- There's a reason I'm not dead.

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  24. Has it been agreed upon that the hateful words will stop? I would like to be able to write again without having to worry about a hate storm in my comments section.

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  25. KK- Thanks for the little slice of fictional character education.

    For the record. I had A great Childhood.

    No scapegoat for me.
    Damn.


    Until Next Time.
    Me.

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  26. I'm sorry hun. I hope you're doing okay now.

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  27. ...That was interesting.

    You do not deserve to be disrespected, my Lady. I would like you to know that if you ever need anything, I will do whatever I can to help.

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  28. Death, sweetheart, I'm fine. Thank you for asking.

    Artemis, I'm fine. I'm not the supernatural doormat, at least not as much anymore. Are the puppets still causing you pain?

    Trina, yes. I enjoyed it. Thank you. :)

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  29. I was here before Dia was popular! :P

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  30. Fucks sake. Give me a name and I'll break their knees, hang them upside-down, and let you go at them like they are a pinata.

    Got your back, Dia. Just say the word.
    And stay safe.

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  31. That actually sounds rather tempting, Lady.

    Peter, yes, you were. And now you're the Fears' representative. Doesn't bode well for me.

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  32. Damn it, Dia, you don't deserve this. I've seen you on so many blogs giving people support. It's only fitting that those same people should support you just as strongly. David's a douchebag. And though this is the first time I've ever really spoken with you, say the word if you need weapons, an ally, or just a friend. You're a good person. You'll stay strong through everything-- I know it. =)

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  33. Wow, that's... thank you Lucia, that means so much. It really does. You just helped make my day, along with the other people that came and said something. I actually want to write and research and help again. Thank you, all of you. I'm glad that the post wasn't interpreted the wrong way. You'll be seeing me around more on other people's blogs now, it feels like what I say matters.

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  34. There's always value in a good old fashioned freakout, Dia! You're welcome. Now that I'm heading home I should be online regularly again. Helping is all I can do, anymore, and if I can help, well that makes me smile. We're truly not alone, and you've reminded me of that.

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  35. I like ya. :)
    Don't worry girlie. I got other means for talking to ya. Think we've been over that already tough. ;)

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  36. Oh hey, Gallows, long time no see. Are you healing well? I've been so worried about you. You stopped smiling for awhile, and writing as well.

    As for contacting me, you already gave your word you wouldn't hurt me. That's good enough for now. Contact me outside of this sometime if you ever want to talk about those bullet holes. You know I won't say anything if you say please.

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  37. See ya met Graves, eheheh! Got both us here now.
    Bullet wounds don't stop me girlie. I had to make up for loss time is all. So sorry to make ya miss me. ;)
    Said I wouldn't hurt ya through the net. Said I'd restrain if I met ya in person. Killers can't be tamed. What ya wanna know about em bullet holes? Ask away wherever. Ain't much to tell, chickie.

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  38. You're charming, what can I say?

    As long as we don't go for any midnight strolls, I should be fine. I wanted to know how the police knew to come for you.

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  39. Ain't ya the doll~
    I'd protect ya real good. ;)
    Police always come when big brawls happen. I ain't shy with my kills, let em scream. Someone called em. What I wanna know is why they fought back instead of sticking with the usual clean up ya see. Somethings making em lively again. Gonna have to see what's up.

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  40. So I've been told. You'd protect me about as well as a small child could 'guard' candy while his parents were away.

    Let me know, of course. I'd say something's giving them courage. Either that, or they're suddenly afraid of something.

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  41. So much stress, I come here to find relief being given between two enemies? Gallows, your master would be oh so disappointed.

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  42. Hmm, interesting. And I love the new background. :D

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  43. Creevey, normally it isn't so bad. I just got tired of being a supernatural doormat. It'll be back to normal soon.

    Thank you Hatter.

    Ethereal, I'm glad those posts weren't yours. Be careful.

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  44. Don't worry Dia, I, personally, won't ever hunt you down.

    ^___^ Promise.

    Though, I would love to engage in an interview sometime...

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  45. Stay Safe, Dia.

    I really hope those people wont bug you again.

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  46. Personally. Yeah. That just leaves the rest of the mythos.

    An interview? The representative of the Fears? I'll die. Figure out a way to do it where I won't, and we'll talk. I'm kinda wondering if I'm even going to be able to interview the Dying Man at this point, after the fight with Owen...

    Thank you Ylvis. I'll just ignore them if they try.

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  47. Ya'll be updated shortly there girlie. ;)

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  48. Gallows, thank ya.

    Kobalos, you truly are a sweetheart. You don't have to be afraid. There's no point anymore. It makes things worse than ever.

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  49. I was just hesitating, although that can mean one is scared. I mean, hmmm, that comment section for your last post really got out of hand, so I was at a lost for words. Yeah...'_'

    You have my full respect.

    @David and KK...0_0 I am so glad I'm not you guys. No offence.

    @Peter: I was too. Ha.

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  50. The Fears don't just kill whoever's around me, you know.

    I'm not some walking bomb....not a slave.

    Not. A. Slave.

    I have freedom..okay? okay.

    Anyways, if you're brave, I'll be waiting for whenever, wherever, and however, you want an interview.

    If you're brave.

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  51. -points to the Purpose blog- Really? We have to go over this?

    I didn't say you were a slave, love. I know better.

    You know how to get ahold of me, dear. You always have.

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  52. I'm not near them.

    At the moment, at least.

    ....E-Mail? :D

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