Post by thewarchild on Sept 13, 2015 19:14:21 GMT -6
Dear Journal, old followers and new,
I’m sorry it’s been so long since my quill has graced your pages, and I know you long for blood Journal, but all things in good time. GPW shut down and with it my main source of therapy, but it’s okay, Journal, oh it’s okay. Shields has found a place for me to continue his program, yes there is another company foolish enough to hire me, and they even plan on paying me this time. I guess getting that case thrown out had more benefits than I thought. Now Journal that was uncalled for, I’m not stupid, I’m just not accustomed to doing business, I leave that to Shields and M’lady. JOURNAL this is not the time to bring up my inability to drive. Journal I will burn you if you continue to distract me…
Dear readers,
Sorry about that I had to show that collection of murdered trees who the sentient being was. Now where was I, ah yes, a new home for my therapy has been found and while I want nothing more than to continue, M’lady has other plans. It’s funny while Shields may be my therapist, M’lady seems to know how to hold my rage the best. It might help that she can distract my need for destruction but I shall not bore you all with that. The main thing is that if you keep tabs on the wrestling world, the call will be heard soon.
My fellow followers of Chaos, know this, your horsewomen have not abandoned you, or the cause, we merely needed to find hunting grounds more suited to the spread of Chaos. Our ride is an eternal one so forget any doubts of our conviction. When someone shuts a door in our face, I take great joy and hacking it to splinters and terrorizing those that think a mere door is enough. We shall return to center stage soon my readers, and this small bump in the road is merely that, a bump. We shall emerge stronger, and more sadistic than ever, after taking care of some internal issues you may know about.
On that note, Devi’s cooking has continued to improve. I adore that lady boy pet of mine, ashame M’lady is monogamous but c’est la vie. I’m back at Shields place and the other therapy has continued much to M’lady’s disapproval. I enjoy it for the sensation and tolerance it brings me, feels like every nerve is on fire yet I’m fully aware of everything. Though M’lady may have a reason, last time I broke the straps on the table and nearly shocked Shields in my red rage. Neither of them expected me to be able to stand let alone strike with the nods active. Just goes to show what the human body can do, and what things will cause a person to be trapped in bed for days unable to move. One of the many reasons I haven’t written in so long.
But that’s basically it readers, a small update. But an important one. So aside from a teaser of what is to come i leave you with this my readers. My favorite song of my own, and it heralds all things I plan on following through with when the time is right. Chaos is coming, my readers and with it, War rides hungry for blood and battle.
Will you, will you,
Come along with me?
I’ve got a plan
that no one will foresee
Crazy things are happening here
How crazy would it be?
If we met amid
a horrid violent scene
Will you Will you
come along with me
What pain can we cause
what torture can they flee
Crazy things are happening here
How crazy would it be?
If we met amid
a horrid violent scene
Will you will you
come along with me
wins cannot matter
when chaos is the dream
Crazy things are happening here
How crazy would it be?
If we met amid
a horrid violent scene
Will you will you
come along with me
we’ve warned them to run
but they did not heed
Crazy things are happening here
How crazy would it be?
If we met amid