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Hey. Boss.
Come to think of it, this is the first time we got to sit together here, isn’t it? The others never want me on the sofa. Bad Yoru, they always say. Heh. They don’t like mud. I get it—the one thing I always have is mud. But they’re not here right now, and strangely, I feel comfortable, being able to sit on the sofa like you, like everyone else. It makes me feel almost human.
I don’t know why that matters. I’m a dog, after all.
Uh-huh. I look in the mirror, there I am. Floppy ears, tongue that hangs out all the time because it doesn’t fit in my mouth. Black fur that’s never really clean. Sometimes I get this weird feeling that I expect to see something else. I can’t explain why, though.
The moon is going to be full again tomorrow. Maybe for the last time. Everybody’s been antsy, I can smell it. Do you think their hopes will come true? Will it finally be all over?
I hear them talk about the things they want to do once the Dark Hour is gone. The lives they’ll finally return to, before this year, before it all happened.
Me, I still don’t remember anything. All I know are the crazy adventures we had. Hunting Shadows. Running away from the octo-arm menace with the swords. So much green and red, except it’s not Christmas. Heh heh... huh, Christmas. I’m not sure why that popped into my head. I don’t think I’ve ever had one. It’s coming up soon, isn’t it?
Well, this year has been fun in a way. Terrifying in others. I’m sure you understand.
… Hey. While we’re still here, there’s something I never mentioned. Just to let you know, this probably isn’t a good idea, but I feel like I have to tell somebody eventually. I figure that somebody might as well be you.
It’s about the Shadows. It took me a while to realize that you guys couldn’t hear them, not the way I did. Sometimes the Shadows say things you’d expect someone chasing you with a knife would say. Other times, they’re confused, they don’t know how they got there, they don’t remember anything, they ask for help.
I don’t know what the worst one is. When they beg us to stop hurting them, or when they beg to die. That usually comes right after they say they can’t control themselves and take a swing at us.
I mean, you can’t understand them, and... they’re Shadows. You do what you need to do. If it helps, I don’t blame you. I never did. Sorry, you’re probably better off not knowing any of that after all. Honestly, I’m glad you can’t hear the voices. Some nights, they get to me bad enough that I don’t want to go out anymore.
I still do, of course, because you’re going. And I’ll come tomorrow, of course.
There’s another thing I wanted to ask.
What do you think will happen to me when this is over?
I don’t remember a life before this all started, so maybe I’ll just forget everything again when it ends. Or maybe it’ll be even worse. Tell you the truth, part of me has this bad, sinking feeling that I might just disappear. The idea scares me a lot. I might just be sitting here, panting at you like it’s another Sunday evening. But I’m really scared.
Can you do me a favour? If I do disappear, you’ll remember me, won’t you?
Ha… maybe I’m being silly. It goes without saying that you will, after all. You’re the boss. And, maybe I won’t disappear, which means I’m scared for nothing. And, maybe if I do, it’s not that scary.
I know you can’t hear me, but thank you for listening anyway.
Posted by Dopple
on 21 June 2013 - 07:58 PM
Posted by Dopple
on 21 June 2013 - 06:24 PM
Posted by Dopple
on 21 June 2013 - 02:36 AM
Posted by Dopple
on 16 June 2013 - 02:38 AM
Is that Starry Night I see? Holy smokes I can't stop laughing.
This one's my other 'favourite' from the collection...
This guy has been making these since 2011, with his most recent entries being just this year. There's a little too much devotion for me to think it's satire.
Posted by Dopple
on 16 June 2013 - 12:43 AM
You know what, never mind the shock images. Looking at these compositions by wannabe photographers and designers is right burning away my eyes and putting a foot through my soul:
Posted by Dopple
on 11 June 2013 - 04:52 PM
*Is amazed my "fanfic" spawned this*
Posted by Dopple
on 11 June 2013 - 03:00 PM
Hehehehehe.
Rigemao, as if speaking from many mouths, none of them visible, shouted "I have waited all this time. Waited, waited, waited. Many of the other demonic ones moved on, but I, the vilest of vile, Rigemao, have stayed to cause you great strife! It was I who tormented you when you were previously forced by my ally, the lady-man cambion you know as Soaa-, to dwell in the vile body you dwell in now! Why you have been forced to dwell in the body again I do not know but I will torment you until the earth yawns and the apocalypse begins again!"
He's not nearly that eloquent. I wager this even makes him look good. Most of his messages sound like some mouthbreathing kid on Xbox Live tbh.
Other than that, I'll say Adobaby wasn't a troll. The rest I don't have too much to comment on, since I either wasn't around or wasn't paying attention. If I did I'd only sound gossipy, too, so.
Posted by Dopple
on 10 June 2013 - 11:22 PM
... You're right. There, this makes much more sense now, doesn't it?
I do like listening to people talk about their characters, because at the end of the day what they're really talking about is themselves. (I don't mean in the literal sense, like how if you make a character that's a murderer you must be a murderer too. Not anymore than if you like to play GTA that means you're going to steal a car and plow it into chairs, tables and scantily clad women.)
Posted by Dopple
on 07 June 2013 - 08:13 PM
Posted by Dopple
on 04 June 2013 - 06:44 PM
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