Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Slaughter
Im being watched.
I dont know what the fuck it is and i dont really fucking care.
I can hear them tapping at my window at night.
I can see them.
I can hear them.
I can smell them.
I know it's undeniable now.
Alyce and DiamondEye are missing, and i suspect they have something to do with this thing.
It's huge. Fat. Cant hide. I dont think it TRIES to hide.
It's disgusting, and smells of blood. There's no blood on it. It must eat it. Devour everything in sight.
I think it's got cuts, but they dont bleed. They just writhe with maggots.
I think it's got bruises, and it's missing a fraction of it's brain and it's eye. You can see it's patruding skull. Isn't pretty.
Ive come to call this guy the Constable. Someone's gatta govern the others.
Keep an eye out for me.
-Devin McCoy
I dont know what the fuck it is and i dont really fucking care.
I can hear them tapping at my window at night.
I can see them.
I can hear them.
I can smell them.
I know it's undeniable now.
Alyce and DiamondEye are missing, and i suspect they have something to do with this thing.
It's huge. Fat. Cant hide. I dont think it TRIES to hide.
It's disgusting, and smells of blood. There's no blood on it. It must eat it. Devour everything in sight.
I think it's got cuts, but they dont bleed. They just writhe with maggots.
I think it's got bruises, and it's missing a fraction of it's brain and it's eye. You can see it's patruding skull. Isn't pretty.
Ive come to call this guy the Constable. Someone's gatta govern the others.
Keep an eye out for me.
-Devin McCoy
Friday, December 12, 2014
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Stupidity.
We're so fucking stupid. What are we talking about anymore? It makes no sense whatsoever. Last you hear, we're chillin in Texas with fiddledick and a papaya addicted Alyce. How did we get to where we are? We don't remember anymore. It's not relevant. Look; from now on, this is to stay strictly buisness. Im sick of the kiddy shit. I may not be able to be me on here, but god damnit, this isn't a TV show full of comedy. We're killers. We stalk. We slice. We kill. Time to trim the fat.
~Devin McCoy
~Devin McCoy
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Back to normal
Thank god we're back to doing the shit i love to do. Personally, that raises my spirits. We're bunkered down somewhere in Texas (IT'S NOT ALL SAND, GUYS!) and we're awaiting further orders. Oh, Skittle-dick is with us.
-Devin McCoy
-Devin McCoy
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