Make them keyboards dance! -/|\- Day 22 -/|\- Day 21 - 18

The great part about being a freelance writer, is that I get to stay in my room and work at my computer all day. This gives me a lot of time to keep my head in the game, and at the rate I read I can keep informed on a variety of subjects very easily. As of late, I've been pouring over all the information I could pull together based on the community's experiences.

My theory on a theoretical government agency involved in this can be found here. For god's sakes, wish Scott your best while you're there. He's out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Kaiju's got a problem. Real Kaiju has requested that we find a way to keep Clone Kaiju out of this mess. My plan to do this can be found here. The actual place where you need to post for the plan to follow through (Unless he makes another post right quick, and you need to post it on that New Clone Kaiju Post) can be found here.

(Edit: Congratulations everybody, Clone Kaiju is out of Harms Way of Morningstar's manipulation! Nicely done all around! ^_^)

Remember Ladies and Gentlemen: Only YOU can prevent Kaiju Clone Involvement. Morningstar can TRY to counter us, but when the whole gallery of "Trolls" starts apologizing and going "Oh. Yeah. Just a game man, sorry about that." He's really gotta work hard to sell ANYTHING. And of course, it's all possible because Clone Kaiju can't actually see any of Real Kaiju's posts. Or anything involving  ThinTallBlank McDoucheSuit that isn't posted directly onto his specific messages.

The great part about this kind of work, is that it's a question of numbers. It only takes one of us to have a good idea. Proxies like Morningstar need to have good ideas ALL THE TIME if they want to take us to the cleaners. We're a team of brilliant individuals. They're a team of mindless zombies. We get to call MASS AMBUSH! >:D

To quote Hannibal Smith of the A-Team: I love it when a plan comes together.

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Day 22:

I didn't post yesterday. It was a day of intense research on the blogs, and on whatever supplements I could find. I don't know what weapons will ACTUALLY work on this thing when I run out of days, so I'm digging deep. Necromancy, Planar Silliness, Time, Chaos, Shamanism, I'm casting a wide net. I'm terrified that this is going to come down to a ritual. I stick to quick-and-dirty magic damn it, I'm no good at rituals. All throughout however, I had a whole bunch of spirits show up at my doorstep, wanting someone to give them the old heave-ho to the next world. I don't pretend to understand why they go to me as opposed to Time Lord or one of the scattered thousands like us across the world, but they seem to like going to me.

Explaining what it is we are (call us Guardians, White Blood Cells...none of us can actually agree to a term) is difficult. In situations like this though, what we do is very easy. Well, it feels easy to me anyway. I just feel around myself with my sense, open two gates on either side of my room, and the spirits usually know where to go after that. I don't know the significance of the two gates. It could just be heaven or hell. But why would someone intentionally leap into hell?

I think it's more of a Ying-Yang situation. Some people are drawn one way, some are drawn the other, the only real truth is that sometimes somebody has to open the door for them.

I've never asked Time Lord or any of the others if they have to do this. For some of us, our mandates and duties are very set in stone. Time Lord deals with fluctuations in Time and smiting predatory entities, that's his shtick. I've known people whose mandate is healing the sick and injured. My mandate is...confusing. Sometimes, it deals with space and distance, other times it's dealing with the dead, and most often it deals with smiting something nasty. I guess in theory my shtick is spirits, living and dead. Across space, across time, I deal with the realm of spirits and things beyond. It's also the reason I keep saying "I may be insane..."

Sometimes I know what's going to happen next. Sometimes I can divine an answer from out of nowhere. And sometimes, I know how to sort out a situation despite never having encountered it before. In my field, I have instinctual knowledge from times long past. Times I will never actually remember. (I'll start explaining THAT next time.) Unfortunately, sometimes I'm dead wrong. Sometimes I see glimmers of the other side when I'm not projecting, little flickers as things try to pierce the barrier between worlds. Sometimes, I can honestly say that the difference between me and someone who is slightly schizophrenic is a very small thing indeed. I can't prove anything, all the miracles I've seen could be tricks of the eye or memory, and at any instant I could be proven absolutely wrong about all of this.

Tao has it easier. In speaking of which, that crazy asshole is back in business. He just E-mailed me that he found the first of his five co-conspirators. Lets be frank: Whereas I may merely be insane, he is downright psychotic. He has gone beyond mere insanity and gone out the other side into a realm that man was not meant to know. There's nothing that makes me feel better and simultaneously horrified like knowing he's back on the case. I'm going to need him and his team if this gets as bad as I think it will.

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Days 21 - 18:

Tomorrow, Saturday, and Sunday will be spent covering a Convention for my job, so I'll be out of the loop. When I'm not writing about all of that, I'll be putting my thoughts together.

For better or for worse, I need to tell you all the full story about what happened between HER and me over the last 8 years. I need to tell you how I got to this point where I've got X days before I have Slendy on my doorstep. And I need to tell you about the November Incident which brought me back into this.

I'm stuck in this whether I like it or not. I might as well explain where I stand and why.

Until next time. And everybody have a happy St. Patrick's day. Drink some green beer, and have a good time. ^_^