That's what I'm going to call "the rumor" anyways.
I suppose you're all expecting me to jump with joy now, hmm? Throw a big party? Dance around singing "Ding, dong, the witch is dead?"
Sorry to disappoint. But I don't celebrate deaths. I didn't really like her a whole lot...
I am smiling though... but that is for entirely different reasons.
Nightscream is Alive. In spite of the catastrophe caused in keeping... hmm... sorry, not playing the undefined gender word game... her alive, I'm... kind of relieved honestly. I was expecting a report from The Messenger at any time and... I don't care if it's weird or stupid of me. It's one less dead person. So yes, I'm happy about THAT. Yes, saving her skin cost quite a few lives... but... and yes this is selfish... I don't care. She's alive. That's one smile I didn't have to force for once.
And She Made Them Fight One Another. >:3 Magnificent Bitch! XD
But... yeah... there was a lot of collateral damage from that... which I believe Proxiehunter warned would happen in the event something like that took place. And the saddest part being that I'm pretty sure neither of them died in the battle... However, I would wager the Plague Doctor will probably be quiet for a little while. Because I would similarly wager the Construct kicked its ass.
And then that other thing happened..........
I feel like I should dig out the red hoodie again for another experiment... but then again, I really never quite enjoyed wearing clothing with an Operator Symbol emblazening the hood. It's like having a fucking target painted on the back of your head. "Insert Bullet Here."
But yeah... apparently, we have a new Redlight. So I get to make more Mark-II jokes... (and Mark-III jokes apparently, but we'll get to that later) ...but... this was probably one of those developments that struck me the hardest. I'm... not sure why. I mean, obviously it's a big deal. Incredibly fucking big deal. <.<;; In fact, incredibly fucking BAD THING.
But... I don't know. I was never around for the original Red. I've heard of him, thought of him, but... he was already dead. So I never considered him much of a threat I guess. He was practically a joke by the time I started up. Yet this? I dunno... something about it just... pressed all the right buttons and made me feel uneasy... Angry even. Like it was personal all of a sudden. And I can't imagine why... maybe
And then there's... What ever the fuck THIS is.
On the one hand I'm all... Huh... That's cool I guess? On the other... What. The. Fucking. Fuck?? And on a completely third hand I just grew out of my forehead, Timing. Fucking. Timing.
We just lost-
.....I still can't talk about this.....
Just fuck all of it and fuck all of you!
Crying over some bitch who might not even be dead and not one of you shed a tear for--DAMNIT
I need something to get my mind off all of this shit for a while, but I don't have any ideas for- oh... I guess there's still that... That'll do I guess... I'll test it tomorrow. Results when... there are fucking results.