tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post4306267410437077791..comments2023-07-15T01:15:43.523-07:00Comments on Whispers in the Dark: June 19thNightscreamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-13830127944729574712012-07-17T15:58:22.299-07:002012-07-17T15:58:22.299-07:00By all means, darling, read all you like. A perfor...By all means, darling, read all you like. A performer isn't worth much without an audience, now, are they?Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-673078694517432512012-07-17T15:56:05.280-07:002012-07-17T15:56:05.280-07:00True, everyone might be a victim. One just must be...True, everyone might be a victim. One just must be careful on deciding who is worth the pity.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-22516341019375639662012-07-02T16:28:04.084-07:002012-07-02T16:28:04.084-07:00so you're Nightscream, eh? Not sure what to m...so you're Nightscream, eh? Not sure what to make of you, so that's....good? Red's being all cryptic of late over here too, you call him the Devil, well ain't that the fucking truth?<br /><br />I got some time, I'm going to try to read up on you, ain't nothing but the rent going on over here.Cadenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08051415386952841756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-41538640422242797912012-06-30T10:01:54.758-07:002012-06-30T10:01:54.758-07:00Ouch.
That's really all I can say, isn't ...Ouch.<br /><br />That's really all I can say, isn't it? I doubt you want my sympathy, and I doubt you want hear belligerent, unsympathetic accusations. So I'll just stick with "ouch."<br /><br />I guess in the end everyone is a victim. No matter how twisted they may seem.<br /><br />-MJudas | Matthiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11590141331163760400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-2657112903318063592012-06-26T06:30:47.799-07:002012-06-26T06:30:47.799-07:00Rest easy, my friend. No offense is taken.Rest easy, my friend. No offense is taken.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-28457864705131714982012-06-26T00:34:22.984-07:002012-06-26T00:34:22.984-07:00That was my guess but you never know. It's all...That was my guess but you never know. It's all my arrogance. Had to say something and now I feel like an ass.Swanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15167237404932338891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-91247058679789912062012-06-25T21:51:44.665-07:002012-06-25T21:51:44.665-07:00That, darling, I sincerely doubt.
And yes. I did....That, darling, I sincerely doubt.<br /><br />And yes. I did. If I concentrate hard enough, I do sometimes find myself capable of digging down to the deepest depths of my soul. Scare up a few simple, honest words with no double-meanings or joke. I trust you savored the moment, because I think that was my quota met for this year.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-8238779550518028342012-06-25T19:16:50.549-07:002012-06-25T19:16:50.549-07:00You shouldn't worry about such things. I'd...You shouldn't worry about such things. I'd make sure you'd enjoy it.<br /><br />And did you just type a sentence that wasn't sarcastic?<br /><br /><br />Thank you. And I yours.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-36666698024094874632012-06-25T18:49:50.887-07:002012-06-25T18:49:50.887-07:00I suppose both are possible. At least, at this dis...I suppose both are possible. At least, at this distance, I needn't worry about being molested mid-bicker.<br /><br />I'm sorry for your loss.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-33961119995534815352012-06-25T18:32:24.607-07:002012-06-25T18:32:24.607-07:00We can't do both?
But you don't have to c...We can't do both?<br /><br />But you don't have to capitalize Lost. Lily just died.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-68223941020171446632012-06-25T16:52:56.029-07:002012-06-25T16:52:56.029-07:00Ha. While I'm sure your logic would be fascina...Ha. While I'm sure your logic would be fascinating beyond belief, darling... I assure you that I'm more than capable of analyzing my own history and learning from the mistakes therein. And, believe me, I've made numerous.<br /><br />So. Are we supposed to be bonding over Lost Children... or have you just been missing our little bickering matches since I left the Cafe?Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-61720477053355959682012-06-25T16:41:33.673-07:002012-06-25T16:41:33.673-07:00A joke to an over-sensitive friend, I assure you. ...A joke to an over-sensitive friend, I assure you. I'm not one to fear death... but I'm certainly not going to jump into the Hellfire of my own free will while I still have options at hand.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-59499920060325251642012-06-25T16:38:05.166-07:002012-06-25T16:38:05.166-07:00Life itself isn't fair, sweetheart.
Even whe...Life itself isn't fair, sweetheart. <br /><br />Even when you flip a coin, expecting heads or tails, there is a chance - though ever so slim - that it will stand on its edge instead. Father merely... blocks the light that little bit more. Making situations so that, even if they DO land in your favor at the time, the darkness around you clouds your view and you don't even recognize the chance before it passes. Before it's lost. <br /><br />It's His Game, Brooklyn. Not ours. The Rules are His to Hold and to Break.<br /><br />Just like those caught in His shadow.<br /><br />It's one thing to care... it's another to rely on the success of others to judge your own worth. Your own value. You claim to want to change the Game, but such things have a very heavy price. You won't be able to afford the luxury of flinching at the corpses piling up around you as you fight not to join them. <br /><br />It's not about fairness. It's not even about punishment. It's about The Mind. It's about Souls. The Game we play is one endless game of Poker, Brooklyn. You can't afford a Tell when the stakes get high.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-36260195646066626662012-06-25T09:56:58.945-07:002012-06-25T09:56:58.945-07:00...I don't like losing people. Regardless of i......I don't like losing people. Regardless of individual reasons, stupid as they typically may be, I care about people. And every one of them that fades away is one more reason for me not to be here. What purpose am I serving if nothing I do changes a god damned thing?<br /><br />None of this should be happening. Everything I've seen...<br /><br />It's not fair. He's not fair.The Gargoylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12720467104720529276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-7151946709779663962012-06-24T21:59:42.873-07:002012-06-24T21:59:42.873-07:00I wasn't overly worried. You've proven you...I wasn't overly worried. You've proven yourself to be more than capable of handling anything so I couldn't imagine you destroying yourself after all that.<br /><br />Although yourself imposed expiration date would prove me wrong I suppose.Swanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15167237404932338891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-68549104112392537102012-06-24T21:45:26.576-07:002012-06-24T21:45:26.576-07:00Believe me, I've read this book before.
From ...Believe me, I've read this book before.<br /><br />From powerlessness comes power, if you're willing to learn from it. There's nothing to gain from believing that you were always control. I believe that it is best to know exactly when you could have changed things, and when you couldn't. Like your son. Would you like me to illustrate all the ways your actions had no meaning? I could make flow charts.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-9793069795609925002012-06-24T21:26:30.786-07:002012-06-24T21:26:30.786-07:00It's cute how you think you can understand a s...It's cute how you think you can understand a situation by only knowing the slightest of details. The details I CHOSE to offer up, no less. You can't read a book by glancing at the summery on the back cover, darling. I'm sorry, but you just can't.<br /><br />Personally, I think it's easier to pretend that you were powerless when, in fact, you weren't. Easier to shut your eyes tight and fool yourself into thinking that there was no choice. That you did all you could do and it would end up the same no matter what. <br /><br />I don't run from what I've done, David. <br /><br />Do you?Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-59298859939085265392012-06-24T21:05:00.791-07:002012-06-24T21:05:00.791-07:00Of course. And if you ever want to talk about dead...Of course. And if you ever want to talk about dead children, you know who to call.<br /><br />And just so you know, I'm not wrong.<br /><br />It's just easier to feel responsible and hate yourself than to admit that you were powerless, isn't it?Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-12936473163453614172012-06-24T21:01:39.104-07:002012-06-24T21:01:39.104-07:00You're wrong.
But thanks for your vote on th...You're wrong. <br /><br />But thanks for your vote on the matter, darling.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-27831351165821543372012-06-24T20:35:15.301-07:002012-06-24T20:35:15.301-07:00Typical that you would completely miss my point. O...Typical that you would completely miss my point. Oh well, I will have to try again, and use small words so that you can understand me.<br /><br />It wasn't your fault.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-54323834708436754492012-06-24T13:42:49.044-07:002012-06-24T13:42:49.044-07:00My most humble apologies, Darling David, for havin...My most humble apologies, Darling David, for having ONE day of the year on which I prefer to keep to my solitude. One day in which I'll have more than just one drink. One day in which I return to the habit of smoking that I honestly quit coming out of high school (and suffer for it the next day. Ha.). I know it is a lot to ask. I truly do. But, quite obviously, I'm not the Towering Hulk of Strength and Wisdom that is David Banks. Not on that one day. A true crime of the ages, I know.<br /><br />I pray you to be able to one day forgive my weak, weak heart, darling. If your faith in me were to fade... well, I would TRULY be lost.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-65090891960820872002012-06-24T07:25:10.530-07:002012-06-24T07:25:10.530-07:00Idiot.
You could benefit from being a tad more fa...Idiot.<br /><br />You could benefit from being a tad more fatalistic. Not saying that you didn't have a choice, of course. But do you know the definition of power? The ability to get your way, whether others like it or not. The Slender Man is powerful. Do you really think that he wouldn't have ever found your son if not for you? That he wouldn't have taken him? You're a fool if you do. He takes what he wants. <br /><br />Perhaps I should be kinder in this respect. Lily was ten when I lost her. That actually was my fault. And I will admit to being in a similar state every April third. But there is grief, and there is wallowing for something stupid.<br /><br />If you hadn't been there, if you hadn't reached out, he still would have found him. Somehow, some way. Not a comforting thought, but a true one.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-20408689108083867602012-06-23T20:06:22.611-07:002012-06-23T20:06:22.611-07:00Least you admit it, darling.
And don't worry ...Least you admit it, darling.<br /><br />And don't worry about me. I'm fine. Honestly, someone has ONE bad day and suddenly all hope is lost. Such little faith. Truly.Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-77171379623976682782012-06-23T08:05:19.558-07:002012-06-23T08:05:19.558-07:00"Ignorance. Denial. Arrogance."
So I..."Ignorance. Denial. Arrogance."<br /><br />So I'd give myself like an hour or something.<br /><br />I also don't like war. Such an impersonal way to die.<br /><br />Enough about me, good to hear you're still around and... well enough.Swanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15167237404932338891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626790529497436404.post-12154695419566339502012-06-22T20:58:16.137-07:002012-06-22T20:58:16.137-07:00Your continued "concern" for my existenc...Your continued "concern" for my existence is touching, Brooklyn. And I mean that in the least sarcastic way possible.<br /><br />It is also rather perplexing. And a touch amusing, of course. Many come to see death as... a release. The last line of the final chapter where we can finally let out the breath we've been holding for so long. An escape, even. Of course, that view is a little altered for Proxies as our afterlife (if there is one for us) I'd imagine to be more "out of the frying pan and into the fire" than anything else, but my point still stands.<br /><br />Why do you still flinch, darling?<br /><br />You must have seen some magnificent handiwork in your visions courtesy of our Father. Not only His own, but our own as well. Myself. Requiem. The Butler. Shooter. "Joseph". David. Rhodes. Spencer. Rika. Even dearest Mitchy. Odds are, you have seen glimpses of us all and others amongst the mess of blood and bodies...<br /><br />And yet you still flinch at not just the thought of Runners dying, but us as well.<br /><br />Why?Nightscreamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241679908254552393noreply@blogger.com