Monday, August 15, 2011

Pray With Me


Our Father, who art Hold the Divide, Hollowed and Proxied in thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, On earth as it is in Hell. Give us this day our daily bread, And forgive us our trespasses, for we hunt those who trespass against You. And embrace us with our sinful temptations, delivering us from the filth of humanity. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.


  1. Oh you pathetic little worm. Do you really wish to lay claim to what has happened to my toy? Alex is mine to play with, and mine to break. You would do well to remain clear of interacting with what is mine, or I will delight in the consequences I will visit upon you.

    You are nothing. Your "Father" is nothing. He is a lowly beast that you and the other rabble place upon a pedestal as your god. You place yourself lower than dirt while having delusions of grandeur.

    Alex has nothing to do with your pathetic master or you. Stay away from my toy, or you will know pain. I will burn, tear, cut, main, rip, and destroy every part of you while you scream for your "Father" to end it. Your name will stand as a testament to what happens to the beast's servants that dare cross me.

    You have been warned.

  2. A touch of confusion in the air, perhaps?

    I wouldn't DREAM of taking your toy away, Arsonist. You play with him far too well. I merely was admiring your work. You are such an... INSPIRATION to our family, you know. You may be on a third side, but make no mistake that threads cross the divide.

    I like you, Arsonist. I'm flattered you'd even bother to visit this little corner of infinity of mine, let alone leave threats for me to entertain! A first hand tour of your mind. I am honored... or as honored as one can be considering you're so blind to the glory of Father's embrace. It truly is a shame....

    But, hey, nobody's perfect!

    I look forward to the next episode featuring your pet.