@themanintheCairoovercoat — #gore
[ENTRY 45] [MORE SLAUGHTERED CHERUBS. THEY KEEP REFUSING TO NOT DIE. SO FAST. REFUSING TO NOT LEAVE ME. NOT THAT I CARE. I DON’T NEED THEM. OR ANYONE. BECAUSE I DID THIS BECAUSE I WANTED TO. AND NOW MY REWARD IS INFINITE TIME TO PICK PARADOX SPACE APART. LIKE DELICIOUS MEAT OFF THE RIBS OF A CARCASS. I’M. FINE.]
@THEGOODSCRATCHDOCTOR MY OVERCOAT IS COVERED IN ELDRITCH VISCERA. GET STITCH ON CLEAN UP DUTY.
A LIST, OF SORTS. THE ORDER OF WHICH I WOULD SLAUGHTER THE HUMANS INSTRUMENTAL IN MY RISE. ROXY LALONDE: REPREHENSIBLE BITCH, WHO CANNOT KEEP HER HANDS OFF THAT WHICH DOES NOT BELONG TO HER. I WOULD ANNIHILATE HER UTTERLY, RETURN HER TO THE VOID SHE STEALS FROM. ATOM BY PAINFUL ATOM. JANE CROCKER: SIMILARLY PRESUMPTUOUS, HER HANDS WHERE THEY SHOULD NOT BE, AND IT WOULD BE DELICIOUS TO TURN A BRINGER OF LIFE INTO A STAIN. HOW MANY TIMES COULD I RIP HER LIMB FROM LIMB BEFORE SHE IS DRAINED DRY OF LIFE, I WONDER? JADE HARLEY: SHE IS NOT WITHOUT SOME AMOUNT OF POWER, BUT IT IS NOT HERS. IT IS INHERIT...Read more
THE SCOPE OF MY DESTRUCTION IS VAST. MY VERY PRESENCE IS THE PROMISE OF A UNIVERSE’S DESTRUCTION, AN ASSURANCE OF OBLITERATION. I HAVE TORN APART STARS FROM WITHIN AND STARVED WORLDS OF LIGHT AND LIFE. I HAVE RENDERED GALAXIES BARE. YET I NEVER FORGET THE GLORY OF THE MORE PERSONAL TOUCH. A SKULL BREAKING BENEATH MY PEG LEG, MY FIST PENETRATING THROUGH THE CHEST OF A FOOL WHO THOUGHT HE COULD COMBAT ME, RIDDLING CROWDS WITH BULLETS. ALL ARE FODDER TO BE CLEARED AWAY.