
Doc Scratch
@thegoodScratchdoctor
Your viewing this was, of course, inevitable. Nevertheless, it is my duty as an excellent host to welcome you to this page.

He really posted that.

yeesh.

[ENTRY 12530] [TIME TO UPHOLD AN OLD PROMISE. TIME TO KILL DEAN. …TEMPORARILY.]

I did't w★nt to ruin the scene ★t ★bcc, but I gott★ ★sk, wh★t's m★rri★ge?

[ENTRY 12429] [THIS CASPER, HE IS AMUSING. I COULD MAKE HIM AN ACTUAL JESTER. I HAVE THE COSTUME SOMEWHERE…]

Anyways, it has been a lovely day for planning murder most foul.
So is that Doc guy actually the devil or is he just aura farming?
i've never tasted lyme! just cherry lymeade, if you wyll. hehe.

[ENTRY 1413] [HM. THE PUPPET AND THE HANDMAID SEEM TO BE…ENGROSSED IN SOMETHING, RECENTLY. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT. IT IS NOT PART OF MY DESIGN. NORMALLY I WOULD MERELY LEAVE THEM TO THEIR DEVICES OR BARK AT THEM TO STOP. BUT… …MY INSTINCTS TELL ME I WANT TO SEE THIS. I’LL MAKE MYSELF INVISIBLE TO THE PUPPET. LOOK OVER HIS SHOULDER. SEE WHAT HE’S DOING.]

[ENTRY 1111] [HM. IT HAS BEEN SOME TIME, JOURNAL. I’VE OVERTAKEN SO MANY UNIVERSES. TORN APART SO MANY WORLDS. BATTLED AND BESTED SO MANY ADVERSARIES. I GROW BETTER AT IT EACH TIME. MORE AND MORE I’VE DOMINATED THE SOULS INSIDE ME. NOW THEY ARE FULLY FUEL FOR MY WRATH AND GLORY. I HAVE TRULY BECOME LORD ENGLISH FINALIZED. CALIBORN PERFECTED. AND HERE I AM. A NEW PUPPET I’VE EMERGED FROM. A NEW PAWN TO COURT. BUT UNLIKE BEFORE, I KNOW THIS PLACE. ALTERNIA. HOW MY SISTER DELIGHTED IN THESE UGLY, PITIFUL CREATURES. HOW SHE RANTED AND RAVED ABOUT THEM AS I WAS FORCED TO SIT AND PAY ATTENTION. WHAT *VERMIN* THEY ARE. IRRITATING LITTLE ANTS. ABSOLUTE WRETCHES. …YES, AND HERE I AM. A KEY COMPONENT IN MY RISE, FUEL FOR ONE OF MY GREATEST POWER SOURCES, LEADING TO MY VERY BIRTH… …I’M GOING TO HAVE *FUN*. MY GLITCH OF SIGNATURE HAS ALREADY RESTARTED THIS UNIVERSE, AND NOW I WILL TURN WHAT WAS ONCE A DISGUSTING FALSE PARADISE INTO PURE. UNADULTERATED *HELL*. A REFLECTION OF MY WRETCHED SOUL. A STINKING COSMIC SEWER. LOOK AT ME NOW, SISTER! YOU HID YOUR FACE BEHIND THESE UGLY THINGS. AND NOW I’M GOING TO PUT A THOUSAND SCREAMS ON THEM. BECAUSE OF *YOU*. BECAUSE YOU’RE AN AWFUL, VILE BITCH WHO HAD THE *AUDACITY* TO BE BORN WITH ME. HOW DARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU EXIST, AND DIE SO EASILY?! SO MOTHERFUCKING QUICKLY?! LEAVING ME BEHIND?! HOW DARE YOU?!?! … OH. I UNDERSTAND THE ABSENCE NOW.]

[ENTRY 120] [ART IS THE THING OF A CHILD. AND I AM A A STRONG, RIPPED MAN. I PUT AWAY THE THINGS OF CHILDREN. WHEN I BECAME GOD. AND SINCE I’M GOD. I DON’T WANT TO DRAW. OR DO ART. ANY INDICATION I FEEL THAT WAY. IS A LIE. I WOULDN’T BE HAPPIER. ALONE. WITH MY CRAFT. WHAT A STUPID FUCKING THOUGHT.]
Now, let’s see if we can’t, for a moment, make the heart beat.







