CARCOSAN CAVALIER
@goldenValor
Song of my soul, my voice is dead; Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.
Mmn. Maybe I-- shouldn't 'ave left that castle? I mean... there's a "fucked up" alternate me runnin' around...
>----( Y'can hear it, can't y🛡u? The whispers... the s🛡ng. ::::::::::>
wait, what do you mean there's an alternate of yours running around?
Miss Nyrita said that th' knight of th' King in Yellow is... me.
ma7be "was" is the right term? i'm not entirel7 sure of how 7ou be(ame or be(ome her...
>----( I have stated bef🛡re, if I remember right. I was b🛡rne 🛡f th' cast🗡e. ::::::::::>
>----( https://c.ten🛡r.c🛡m/2AzCtpedmpsAAAAC/ten🛡r.gif #cw-f🗡ashing ::::::::::>
what do 7ou end up doing, in 7our duties?
well i mean 7eah, but like what?
what, 7ou think i'm a threat?
isn't that interesting. knight of an eldtrit(h god of madness, and 7ou're war7 of me. wh7 is that, i wonder? do 7ou think i'm stronger than 7ou?
>----( I am n🛡t indu🗡gin' this c🛡nversati🛡n any 🗡🛡nger. Keep an eye 🛡n "Vestra" f'r me. ::::::::::>
ma7be that's it, hm? the (onversation's the dangerous part
>----( Y'keep this up... th' 🗡itt🗡e dame I 🛡nce was is g🛡in' t' end up back where she was. ::::::::::>
MY SWORD HAS BEEN MAKING PRETTY COMPELLING WHISPERS. YOU WISH TO BETRAY ME. BECAUSE YOU COVET MY SWORD. BUT IT'S MINE. HAVE AT YE.
>----( Y🛡ur b🗡ade... 🗡isten t🛡 it. C🛡me t🛡 Carc🛡sa. ::::::::::>
>----( C🛡me. T🛡. Carc🛡sa. Hai🗡 my 🗡iege, the way I d🛡, and y🛡u wi🗡🗡 be rewarded. ::::::::::>
[ENTRY 12530] [TIME TO UPHOLD AN OLD PROMISE. TIME TO KILL DEAN. …TEMPORARILY.]
>----( He has n🛡t been t🛡 Carc🛡sa yet. D🛡 n🛡t. ::::::::::>
Yes indeed. My lord ended up a bit exploded, so while he is regenerating a physical form I’m in possession of his property. Including the Cairo Overcoat that houses his journal.
>----( C🛡me t🛡 Carc🛡sa. ::::::::::>
How's the weather at the moment?
Sounds like quite the sight.
>----( Y🛡u simp🗡y must c🛡me visit. It's quite a sight. ::::::::::>
Tempted, really.
>----( I pr🛡mise y🛡u wi🗡🗡 be h🛡sted with utm🛡st imp🛡rtance. N🛡t as imp🛡rtant as my 🗡iege, 🛡f c🛡urse, but. ::::::::::>
[ENTRY 12522] [I WAS SO CLOSE! SO. FUCKING. CLOSE! BUT THOSE GODDAMN EXTRANEOUS PIECES OF SHIT HAD TO STAND IN MY WAY. AND HIT ME IN MY FUCKING KNEECAPS! THE PHILISTINE! THE LIVING DEGRADATION OF AN ALPHA MALE! FUUUUCK! SHE WAS RIGHT THERE. PRACTICALLY IN MY CLAWS. IT’S THERE FAULT! AND THE PUPPET’S. SOMEHOW HE SABOTAGED. WITH HIS BROKEN. ARROGANT NATURE. DAMN THEM ALL. I COULD HAVE [EXPUNGED BY SECONDARY ADMIN]! [EXPUNGED BY SECONDARY ADMIN]! [EXPUNGED BY SECONDARY ADMIN]! GOD. FUCKING. DAMN. IT. …THERE ARE OTHERS. IF I CAN’T GET MY CLAWS ON HER. I CAN FIND A WAY TO GET THEM. AND CIRCLE BACK AROUND. NO. ONE. ESCAPES.]
>----( Hm. Such an 🛡utburst... ::::::::::>