Comin' To Texas

I'm going to Texas to kill Morningstar's troops. I might not be back. Wish me luck.-Liam.

I, the higher man said

Watch what you say, Liam, or they'll be calling you a radical.


A liberal.

Fanatical, criminal!

-A Mystery.

The Past Months

I've been thinking about just trying to find some saferoom, some isolated place to escape from this fucking thing. I envy the fucking rich boys and gals who fucking brag about their yachts and shit. Reminds me of when I was back in high school and shit, walking by the crowds of girls, gossiping about music artists and shit, and the cocky ass kids, too. It was simpler. Much simpler than having a fucking eldritch abomination staring you the fuck down each night. I'm thinking about finding everyone, trying to form together a small bundle of people, Runners, Fighters, shit like that, and run together, be happy that we actually have family other than some creepy, faceless fucking uncle.

This is Liam, signing out. -Liam

Back again.

Johnny and I over the months or so were captured by Slendershit. Not.  Fun. I remember seeing the Operator Symbol, and a migraine every day. Slendy himself watched me, even when I broke out using a plank in the shed, and I ran for nearly miles back to Boston. It was probably in Springfield, near the woods. It was one hell of a camp. I saw hung bodies, with names written on trees. I only recognized a few. "DANIEL", "STEPHEN", "VERONICA", all of them written crudley onto the sides. I hope will can all speak later. Bye for now. -Liam.

Christ, It's 1 and I'm covered in proxy blood!
More details will be had later, my friends. -Liam.

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Surprise, Johnathan. Happy birthday.

Why'd you have to run away? He loved you, I loved you.

It's sad that your with him, that snob, the downsman. He knew all the time you'd betray us. especially with that Canadian git.

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Me and Johnny went out on a date last night. Went to the Barking Crab. Talked about everything from Deadpool being Slendy to anything else. We went back drunk and full. I had a dream. I was ten again, Johnny was too, in Sherwood Park, maybe?

We walked around, before Johnny spotted a bench for us to eat at. Slendershit was there as well, he grabbed us and...I don't know how but he hung us by our stomachs on branches of what seemed to be 50 or something feet long trees....And literally stretched us out until my finger tips reached the ground. My sides were tearing, as well as my spine before I woke up in the bed, scared out of my wits.

I'll see you all later. -Liam.

Let it Ride.

Thinking about taking Johnny out for a date.

Why? Well, listen to this. One night, me and Johnny got drunk, discussed our feelings and well...here's the tl;dr.

Me and Johnny love each other. There. I said it.
We'll still fight proxies and stuff. Just a little more talk about other things from now.

Goodnight. -Liam.

I realized it.


I'm not a fucking obstacle in It's plan. I'm just a dumbass who decided to fight.

I'll die one day, and it'll be sure soon.

So, hey, for all you beyond the Borderline, keep It, The Slender man, whatever you want to call it, out of your head and home. Goodnight. -Liam.

A poem deticated to Clyde.

The Hellbeast, weary of travel, was captured as fast as the eye could see,

Bound by no chains or shackles, but he could not go free,

The One in Solitude laughed and sang, as a sick joy ran through his mind,

He tortured the Hellbeast, with childish delight, the dog's body left behind.

The Shattered , Rotten and Core bound One, came to slay the killer,

As he screamed, through the land, his scream was quite the chiller.

Let us put down our weapons and kneel on knee, look towards the sky,

"To the great Hellbeast, with all good wishes, we all wish you goodbye."



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Something I thought about after hearing the new of Clyde's death. I'm literally trying to prevent myself from bawling in sadness. Rest in peace, Clyde. -Liam.

Clyde's dead. And I want to meet Al(x)ne. Mostly so I can cave his skull in with Johnny. Heading to meet Pete. See you later. -Liam.

Making some Molotov cocktails for tonight. Gonna spray down any proxies nearby The Ruins. Wish me luck. -Liam.

This is a good week..

 Johnny and I've got back together, we've talked a lot about nerdy properties, and we killed proxies.

Clyde's summoned me, so I'm heading for the The Ruins. Shit's going to be fun. I'll see you all later.

Finally....I'm free from his custody. I gave him a cure sample, gonna bring him to my hotel room. Hope you kids have yourself a nice time. - Liam.

secret unkept

you all found out. it's johnathan. i liked the name pete, and the idea of being a butcher among the slaughter. but you just had to ruin my fun.

in other new, cynthia came today to say hi to liam. she gave him a nice hug. he's shivering now. he's scared. if you want to hear him squeal, go ahead:

Ohgodsocoldsocoldohgodjohnnywhyareyoucoveredinburnswhyareyoualivewhywascynthiahereohgod

i hope that bit helped you understand that he's so happy without you all.

signed, johnny.

reveal

i have liam now. he's screaming a lot. he swears a lot too. he's a baaaaaaaaaad boy.

the Master doesn't want him harmed. he recognizes me. his same old friend under a new name.

you haven't heard anything yet, runners. nothing.

signed, butcher pete

CHOP CHOP CHOP

chop chop chop

i stand from the midst of the fields, chopping at the flesh of the lambs

they are fresh. soft. tender.

remember, downsman? the fire? it was so beautiful. it would've warmed you. just like the heart of the Master. but you rejected him. a wrong move.

i see you as i type. you are walking towards me. you yell a lot.

sweet dreams, downsman.

the master waits.

Just to kick a guy in the head.

Yes. Yggdrasil fucking left for Slendershit. Right after I saved him from a horde of Proxies. I guess I should thank Slice too, he kicked some ass alright. But yet again, Yggdrasil left me for the murderer of my best friend. I shouldn't even have to comment on the outrageous bullshit of that decision 

Just remember this Yggdrasil, one day, I'm going to murder you with my bare damn hands. And the world will laugh with me. - Liam.

Oh goddamnit!

Proxies everywhere. Outside, inside,  banging on the fucking doors....Yggdrasil's unconscious, time to start a bloody massacre.....

I'll see you guys when I turn these bitches into pasta salad. -Liam.

Well this is just amazing.

Recently made myself home in an hotel room, for the 11th fucking time. This is getting quite tedious, but yet I can't stop it or else I'll end up dead.

But now some more interesting things.

Yggdrasil had a nap earlier. I decided to listen to music when Slendertwat showed up to talk to me. Below is a transcript of my talk with him.

SM: ...

Me: Speak you dipshit.

SM: Youarenotbeingpolite,downsman.

Me: So now we have some nicknames.

SM: Whyareyousorude,downsman.

Me: Just...Stop. Can we please just call each other by our names.

SM: Whateveryouwish.

Me: So why talk to me? And why now?

SM: Becauseyouseektruth.TruthaboutJohnathan.

Me: Yes. For one, why'd you try to convert him?

SM: Becausehewouldendyouquicker.Youwouldnotmeetthehatchling.

Me: Wow. You can totally see that you failed terribly.

SM: Silence. Aslongasheiswithyou,youarestillatarget.Youkeephimstable.

Me: Okay.

SM: Ifhelostmemories,hewouldbemoreeasytoacsess.

Me: So now you're treating him like a fucking computer.

SM: Inaway, downsman.

Me: And you gave him tentacles of doom, why?

SM: Thesameyouaredoingtomyminions.

Me: Of course. To murder us Runners and Fighters.

SM: Youlearnquick,downsman. Cynthiaenjoysyou.

Me: I want to punch you so goddamn badly.

SM: Itwouldbeuseless. Unlessitwastorelievestress.

Me: Okay, I just want to ask you something. What are your plans for me?

SM: Toendyou. Simpleasthat. Oncethepreyaregone,Iwillreturntoclaimtheearth'sremaindersasmyown. Myminionswillserveme.Theywillalllaughwithme.

Me: Not if I can fucking electrocute you into a cutout.

SM: Silencedownsman.Iwilltakemyleave.

I think I fell asleep and ended up with a box with a keypad, with a scribble of Slender Shit on the wall. I counted the first lettters of each color name on the drawing. I entered 21623 into the keypad. The chest opened and out came a distorted version of "Welcome to the Family" from the musical Oliver!. Must've been intended for Yggdrasil, because it had drawings of him and Toothpick, along with a large Operator Symbol carved into the bottom. The chest also contained a shaving razor, which I think was for murdering me. Luckily I threw it away after looking at the contents.

I'll talk to you later. -Liam, NAPPA.