BY THE FIREPLACE
好无聊
i go T cupS on mY eA rS
MY GOD FINALLY DONE
“I’m all fired up!?”
Bootyful
Void Arena
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kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:39
LinkThe constant flipping of channels was really starting to irk me. Almost every channel. "Watch out for ____!" "Rabid fusion whatever on the loose!" Or some news story about me. Every channel seemed centered on me and my story. And I hated it.
I had been stuck in this hospital for a while now. Slowly getting the poison drawn out of me. Going through rehab. Every week I received letters from my.. let's say, ex-co-workers. Many of them still stuck calling me "Leader", convinced they're going to be able to bust out of their prison cells or hospital beds and worship whatever bullshit I made up while stuck with that thing. Or even that they were going to bust *me* out. Or spewing what I could assume were quotes from past me I couldn't remember. Every letter, they didn't sign with their name or anything. They called themselves by something along the lines of "loyal follower" every time. It bugged me to no end. Did I really dehumanize these people to such a point that they don't even call themselves by name?
Out
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:39
Linkof all the letters, though, none were from Edmund. Every time I got mail I desperately searched for his name. But there was no sign of him. All I can remember about him before the arrest was wanting him dead and gone. Next thing I know, I'm in the hospital and I couldn't want anything less.
I don't remember what I did to him. I barely remember anything. Just the major things. My memory of the events faded with every dose of poison drained. But no matter how much I remembered, how much poison was left, the overhanging guilt never left. The guilt that I had hurt people. I had hurt Pokemon. I had hurt everyone, and now it felt like the whole world was against me. I'm lucky they didn't execute me for how many people I had probably killed.. but, sometimes, I wish they had anyways.
A tear welled up in my eye. I put the letter I was reading aside on the nightstand and closed my eyes, leaning back on the bed, trying to calm down. Sometimes just realizing my surroundings helped.
The room was stale-smelling. T
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:40
LinkThe only thing I could even faintly smell were the flowers on the nightstand next to me. Red petals. Yellow center. Off-pink and white vase with a red bow tied around it. One of the petals fell off in my mind's eye.
I listened to the mostly silent room. Soft beeping of the monitor every few seconds, my slow breaths in the background. Nothing else to be heard other than the occasional passing of cars, aircrafts and nearby Pokemon flocks or Trainers passing by on their partner's backs. The TV babbled on about nothingness on low volume.
I opened my eyes again. My eyes revealed the usual dimly lit room, the only light coming from the window, peeking through the blinds and shining on the floor. The room had a blue-ish tint to it because of the lighting, the TV adding to this. I sort of liked it this way, but I wish I could be back home, lying in bed.
I glanced up to the TV curiously. I had seen Edmund on it once. Maybe he was on again?
I didn't even have a good memory of his face anymore. It was all j
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:40
Linkjust a sort of blur. The only things I remember well enough to talk about is when I caught him drinking or crying. Upon the thought, I saddened a little.
I flicked through the channels some more. They seemed to be talking about something newly discovered in the base, but I couldn't tell what. I was about to switch channels again when suddenly I heard the words "Edmund Brandt" and froze.
Sure enough, he came on screen. He looked significantly older than the Edmund I knew well. Run down. Depressed. Tired. I noted his messy hair and the growing hair on his face; he was definitely letting himself go. I briefly wondered what amount of dignity someone had to have shattered to appear on TV like that.
"Yes, I know what it is.." He said hoarsely. "But I swear to Arceus, you people come to my house again, I'm gonna shove that stupid nosy camera right up your ass. Don't ****ing film my face.." I was a bit taken aback. The Edmund I knew would've been all over a camera, like he was some big star just waiting to
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:40
Linkbe noticed by the world and this was the video that would get him to the top.
The cameraman tilted the camera down in respect, and Edmund began talking. It was a little awkward.
"One of the fusions, Salad, was a very deadly killer. Anything she could, she killed and ate it until there was nothing but bones. A lot of times I had to witness it with my own eyes. That funny little rack with all the skulls? Her 'trophies'." He explained in a monotone voice. I gulped. I remember that rack and everything on it.
One of the last skulls placed on it before we were arrested was Atlas'.
"Do you know where this headhunter Pokemon is now?" The reporter asked.
Edmund spat. "How the **** do you expect me to know? What, a sixth sense? Leave me alone. I answered your one question, now get off my property." I could hear him walking away, mixed with the sound of what I could assume was alcohol being downed like it would save his life. "You have until I finish this to **** off!" He yelled. The door slammed shut, a
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:41
Link and a few seconds later the video cut.
The screen went back to the news anchor. "We have gotten about the same amount of info from more cooperative ex-members, and we have it summarized for all of you at home. So, listen closely, in the situation where this fusion is nearby."
A picture of her came on screen and immediately I went pale. I remember her clear as day. She was more loyal to me than any of them were. She was always by my side, trying to impress me, and how did I thank her? I starved her half to death. Abused her.
"This is the fusion on the loose. She answers to Salad and 18_09. She is around nine feet tall on her hind legs. Her motives and paths are unknown, but it is advised to stay away from forests until she is found, as that is where we think she is hiding. If you see her please report it immediately to the police."
I turned off the TV. I didn't want to see her anymore. I had completely ruined that poor soul's life, and she didn't even realize it. She was still out there, trying t
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:41
Linkto find me, trying to free me, without realizing what she was doing. I wish I could just undo what I had done. She was the sweetest thing before I laid hands on her. Very dog-like. Loved people. Now look at what she is- a murderous, unstable freak out on the loose, killing innocents for no reason other than she thinks I want that.
I briefly wondered if I should look for her when I get out of the hospital soon. Maybe I could convince her to stop.. and she could live a relatively normal life again. If the authorities didn't euthanize her on sight of course.. that poor thing.
I know I keep repeating myself, but I feel so bad for everyone I even looked at. I had hurt so many people, and most of them don't even realize it. All stuck believing in gods that don't exist, in things that were never true. I'm the reason so many of those people are in jail right now, and I'm not going to deny it. It's not like I can. Everyone I want to hate me, still worships me. But the one person I want to actually stay, probabl
kinser[OP]
09.12.2019 17:41
Linkprobably couldn't look me in the eye now.
I hate myself.
holy shit--
y'know i would love to read that but I cant even ****ing see xd xd
read the whole thing, and i am hooked on this story. do you mind if i make some fanart?
