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| Apr 10th, 2003 07:26 PM | |
| Ninjavenom | Whoops, maybe i should have added dates. :/ |
| Apr 10th, 2003 07:23 PM | |
| Professor Cool |
Diaries of a Madman I like it |
| Apr 10th, 2003 03:56 PM | |
| Ninjavenom |
Stupid Gay Story Prologue The stuff i write is all short story, but i thought at the time this wouldn't be a bad book idea, like the journals of a serial killer, only this man was artificially created. Birth of a Madman: Prologue --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Life. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Noise. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ There's Men. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ "Lab Coats". --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ HIM. "Head of Intelligence Manipulation." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ In a White room. Looking Through the glass. I have a soul. I can choose wrong or right. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Right will bring happiness. Wrong will not bring happiness to others. Others are neglecting me, they are angry. I will treat them as they treat me. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Wrong will bring punishment. Punishment will bring me pain. Pain will bring me anger. Anger will bring violence to me. Violence will bring evil to the others around me. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Death. Destruction. Chaos. Fascinating. The others around me....I will bring....I will bring them death. Only then will they learn. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ I have committed wrong, and now, in my fully developed mental state, am incapacitated. I am in the holding chamber for committing these wrongs. It is my fault. I have lost my soul. I brought him death. He craved it, i simply gave to him that which he desired. Perhaps there is something more to this "death" ? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ I am released. They have set me once again to roam among my peers. They stare at me. Their eyes, they can tell that i have no soul. They peer inside my conciousness, raping my mind. their eyes. THEIR EYES! They won't let go of me with their eyes! I have no choice! They have wronged me! They are trying to destroy me! I can feel them plotting in their rooms, plotting to kill me. I will kill them before i become the victim. Then He will see. The Master Dovan will see that i was right all along. I will prove my intelligence to him! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ There is only one option left. I have to escape. I can't stay much longer. Soon they will find out it was I who killed master Dovan. The master said he wanted to "dispose" of me. What does he mean by this? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ No time for journal. Have slaughtered all. Society has wronged me. I must kill the master's masters. Only then will i know peace. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Must kill. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ kill. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ kill. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ kill..... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ |
