FYI

Teleporting into the rain is unbeleivably painfull. I swere as long as I live I will never try it again.

Scorch Marks and Bloodstaines

Sorry for the lull in activity, but my laptop exploded (more on that later). Weird shit happened a few nights ago. I woke up to find something very large, very mean, and very transparent standing over my bed. My initial instinct was to hit it with a pipe I keep next to my bed covered head to to in operator symbols. Imagine my surprise when it passed right through and came out the other side with a few icicles hanging to it. My next reaction was to GTFO and bamf to the other end of the country. This resulted in me watching it pulling itself out of the point I had appeared at. As it did so, I got a good look at it. It was basically a giant floating hooded cloak with claws 6 inches (interior design class has drilled measurements into my head) long coming out of the sleeves. It drifted over to me, and I could feel my blood freezing. I tried to bamf away, but it had me. All I remember after that was passing out and waking up back in my house, covered in ice. As for the exploding laptop, slender paid me a visit the next day, and my laptop, currently just above pen and paper in computational power, went "Fuck you to." and blew up, leaving me with a burnt table. I immediately took my pipe in hand and promptly found myself on the other side of the room leaving a large, man sized dent in the wall. I stood up, ran at him, and found my self going through a window. He looked at me, shook His head and wandered off. I really fucking hate Him. Never a dull moment.

Where I am

I just had a day where I realized how fucking weird things are for me. My first thought is where I live, in that I really don't live anywhere anymore. I left the house when I joined //IT//, returned afterwards, and now am only really in Washington for school and sleep. Other than that, I've been wandering around the country thanks to that trick I learned, and keep in touch with my folks via email and phone. So yeah, kind of weird. One last thing; I saw Him last night. He just sort of stared at me, as though he wanted to say something, and wandered behind a tree, vanishing like the cheeky motherfucker He is. I'm wondering why I still bother with school, but then I realize that a lot of the stuff (NOT LITERATURE) can be kind of useful for fending of Slendy. Physics and math to help understand Him, interior design to learn layouts that can get rid of ways for Him to appear, Chinese if I really need to gtfo, and study skills for my mental well being. History's useless though. Now then, I'm gonna see if there's somewhere with really good Chinese food within walking distance. 

My apoligies

I'm assuming you saw my last post, and are slightly curious as to what happened. The answer is, quite simply, nothing. That is me when I forget my meds. When I am like that, I am simply a normal person with the contrast turned up, being very happy when things go well, and absolutely livid when things go wrong. I shift in and out of that personality throughout the day, but it's not as pronounced, and I have my rational mind to hold me back. When I forget my pills, not so much. So yeah, keep an eye open for that outfit I described, and things should be fine.

allow me to introduce myself. I am the product of arbiter forgetting his antidepressants for a few days. I'm not a seperate person, just a new outlook. and I want all you motherfuckers to know that when you see me coming, run. I can not stand all this stuff, and the next person to get in my way is gonna wake up with some missing parts. Look for sweatpants, a random teeshirt, and a blue suit jacket. Now stay out of my way like this, and we should all just fucking get along. since I'm traveling more, thought I'de warn you about this.