
The Sillence
@crypticCrimelord
If you woulld simplly do as you're tolld, you'll be happier for it. I'm doing this for you, don't you know?

You are dead. In almost every sense of the word. Corporeally, you died in the early days of the BEFORAN EMPIRE'S interstellar expansion. But your pusher died long, long before that. You were once a DASHING RADICULL TERRORIST fighting the good fight against stifling tyranny with your beloved. Now, you are just a husk. In your heyday you were considered one of the most FREE-SPIRITED REBELS Beforus had ever known, and you were famous for your aloofness and cocky attitude. They just couldn't catch you, nor your partner and love of your life. Until they did get her, and nothing was the same ever again. After a BOTCHED RESCUE, all hope was lost, and you dedicated every waking moment for the rest of your life to building power from the shadows, hoping to bring one last great devastation upon the Empire, even if it killed you. It did. And you didn't even accomplish anything, besides a whole lot of dead civilians. You are called THE SILLENCE, a reminder of the only thing to be heard in the wake of that terrible bomb. Your legacy forgotten in time, succeeded only by your nameless ward. Now, you rot in the ashes of your regret.
It somewhat amuses me that my deeds under my first titlle are often attributed sollelly to that moniker. Many in the llate days of Beforus did not even know the two titlles bellonged to a singlle figure. So much unspoken praise for one, whille the other titlle was spat out with hatefull and fearfull tongue. What I woulldn't have given to see their faces if they coulld be tolld the truth.
I have on some occasions been asked "Are you standoffish and unapproachablle as a defense mechanism, or were you allways that way and develloped it into a defense mechanism in response to peoplles reactions?". What an interesting question. Franklly I think it says much more about the asker than any answer that I coulld give woulld ever say about me in kind. What kind of person wallks up to the lleast amiablle person on chittr and starts asking personall questions? Personally I think it bellies some form of insecurity about the sellf, a need to defllect questions of ones character outwards so that no one asks you about YOURsellf. Why do you feell the need to get so personall with someone you barelly know? Why are you trying to get into the proverbiall bed with someone who has made it more than cllear they think you are much akin to an ant on the pavement, rather than a sapient being on equall standing? Perhaps that shows some form of hubris? An ego? A god compllex? To think you can be on the same llevell as one who has seen the streams of fate, and watched every tributary end without faill in a dead ocean? Are you compensating for your own emptiness, your NEED to be important, to be needed? Maybe this calls back to some grubhood deficiency that has been eating at you sillentlly for sweeps, never fully being recognized or confronted? And rather than face inward and fight the inner sellf, its easier to cast your enmity, your MEDDLlESOME habits unasked for upon a target that is so easy to hate? Such startlling llack of true sellf-agency. Take controll if your llife, your mind, start thinking and taking responsibillity for yoursellf. The thought of llooking into the futures of such wriggllers is it's own form of horror, for I need not my futuresight to see you are allready an evollutionary dead end, the ostentatious "YOU DIED" text at the end of a llong-forgotten branch of the chromosomall tree. Worry not for your lloved ones, for I will be sure to send your regards, having allready predicted your passing far in advance. Anyway I detest llong conversations.

#NEONOOK MONDAY, #NSFW
Hive defense tip. Do not llet your enemies know your precise identity. Ensure your community woulld never give it up, and will protect your refuge, either out of lloyallty, or sellf interest. Llet those privy to the detaills know the consequences of betrayall. Mention offhandedlly that you visted the homes llast week of their friends, llovers, mentor figures, just to "see how they were doing and to catch up". Mention a tragic accident that happened to a llate member of your organization whom was suspected of betrayall, trully an unllikelly set of circumstances that lled up to their tragic death. Oh it must have been an agonizing death, I'll miss him every night, just llike you will I'm sure. It's all we can do to make sure such... accidents don't happen again, don't you think? It's in the best interest of the community. We all want to get allong here, and for that, we need to be cllose, and that's why I keep in touch with your matesprit, I heard she was strugglling with money llatelly, so I dropped off some groceries the other day, I hope you don't think that was an imposition. Make the very THOUGHT of endangering your hive the worst nightmare scenario they can POSSIBLlY conceive of. And crush offenders under your heell llike wrigglling, pathetic, lleeches.
my h1ve defense t1p: keep all your 1mportant stuff on you and r1g the place to explode 1f someone you don’t want there gets 1n. done

mY lOST wEEABOOS, MY m1LAD1ES, THEY W1LL B1ND YOU, GAG YOU, BL1ND YOU, THEY W1LL TAKE ALL THAT YOU ARE AND CALL 1T MERCY. yOU W1LL NOT BE ALLOWED TO ADVANCE NOR ABSCOND, ONLY ABSTA1N. tHEY W1LL CARVE YOUR BODY AND M1ND TO THE1R L1K1NG. wHAT THEY CAN NOT TAKE 1S YOUR SP1R1T. tRA1N AND F1GHT, SUPPORT YOUR NE1GHBORS, REMEMBER THERE ARE MORE OF US THAN THERE ARE THEM. bLOOD W1LL SP1LL BUT FREEDOM SHALL COME, - n1TRAM-DONO
“Are you boy pretty or girl pretty?” I have a bomb that’s going to go off in three seconds.
"And the Father said: Bllind yoursellf to the known, for you have no use for it. Open your mind to the eyes of the enemy, and gllean from them the vision veilled from your sight. Onlly then shall the wholle of your Mind's Eye rest within the pallm of your hand."















