My little attempt at fanart for Nightscream, hope everyone likes it. The art itself stretches the page, soooooo.. I'm going to just give a nice little link. ;) Let me know what y'all think, okay? Going back to bed for now, later.
I've been gone. Gone gone far away farther than the rainbow, and I wish I haven't been. I want to wake up on the other side and realize this is just another dream. I dreamt of this before, and I thought it was a lie, I thought it would go away, but no it was real it was real please god make it go away... Executor was kind compared to this. I'm so sorry. I... I need to put a warning on this for anyone reading. If you're faint of heart, or are easily offended, leave now. I won't be able to censor it.
I was leaving... Monday morning? I think? To go to that friend's house I mentioned. I thought if I left for a while, took a vacation, tried to make the stalker go away maybe i wouldn't have to worry.. he'd go away and everyone would leave me alone. oh no. tha'ts never how it works is it? I'd packed an old, ratty bookbag with some clothes, books, and an ipod. I was carrying my laptop on my way to my car when a shadow crossed mine. I looked up to find a …
Me- at 8:15PM
"Alright, it's time to start setting up for this broadcast of Underland Radio."
"I think Tag is poofing between dimensions. I don't fucking know. Gallows is apparently storming the gates of Sanctuary as we speak. Advy is stalking me FROM THE SAME HOUSE AS ME. David is.. somewhere."
"Oh, and Apollo won't stop texting me."
"So.. it might be a few minutes, but I'm getting ready."
"If we have anybody listening that wants to comment in, ask questions, call, whatever. Let me know. We can make it happen. It's time for a status report on Overland and Underland."
"Testing, testing, 1 2 3. Anybody hear me out there?'
"Okay, for those of you just getting into the swing of things, my name is Dia. Jack, for those that know me well. A long time ago, I was an abused kid, that started seeing the Fears when I was 12."
"Lots of shit happened. Lots and lots and lots of bad shit. The day we first …
They almost never work alone. Like our Wooden Girl has her puppets, so too do the other Fears play with humans. There are the mindless ones, the dead ones, the ones that have some choice, the ones that are like their friends, the ones that kill off the ones that know... there's a long list. Even the victims normally end up serving them somehow, whether by dying or turning to their side. In finding the reports of the people who have encountered the fears, I've encountered those that scare me nearly as much as the Fears themselves. The scariest ones? They're the ones that you can't predict. You don't know how much they really know, or what they're really up to. So here's who I've found so far. Keep one eye open for...
The Steward: This guy scares the bloody hell out of me. He's one of the most obvious pets, and one of the ones that I refuse to look away from. Why? Not only has he done a Face Heel Turn from victim to bad guy, but in my opinion, he is on…