Conversations With Jack of Thorns

A list of a few of the more pertinent IM conversations I had with Jack during the period I spent researching and running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

1#

Jack: Queen of Blades?

Me: oh christ you're the crazy guy, aren't you?

Jack: I'm sorry. This is my fault

Jack: We wanted to make our own myth.

Jack: And we succeeded, God Help Us

Me: Please, no more madness mantra. What did you fucking do? How the fuck did you make this thing? How can I stop it from taking ****?

---Jack signs out.

2#

Jack: I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

Me: So stop talking to me if you're not going to fucking help me.

Jack: I didn't realize it would come to life. I'd read about the Fears, about the Slender Man and the Wooden Girl and the Archangel, but I didn't think they were real. It was just a game. Just a game. But it's not a game. It's not a game. Not a game.

Me: Tell me something I can use or don't tell me anything at all. I get it, you're repentant. Let's move on.

---Jack signs out.

3#

Jack: How many victims, Queen?

Me: Can you even understand me? Are you seeing anything I'm typing?

Jack: How many more until we can stop this monster?

Me: For the love of god, please stop harassing me. I'm trying to find a solution.

(right here he gives me the file birthofamonster.txt)

Jack: this is all the help i have. god help us all.

--Jack signs out. Again.

That's the last thing the Jack of Thorns sent me over IM. The last I saw of that screen name on IM, in fact.

But I still get emails, every once in a while. They're all pretty much the same, though. All something like this:

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god help us all

Jesus, talk about melodrama. I mean, all he did was unleash a psychpathic stalker monster on the earth. I mean, get a fucking grip, guy. It's not the end of the world.

...Probably not, anyway.

Excuses

There're many reasons I could name that have postponed thenext few parts of my past story from getting updated....but they're all excuses. Even "my face is bleeding."

The real reason is....all the people in my school going missing, the bodies, the fucking memetic thoughtform entity,those aren't the low points of the story. But the low point is coming, and I'm so fucking ashamed of it, it's hard to post. Yeah, I sold someone out to Smiley to save Tara, and that is not the part I am ashamed of.

That being said....it's been long enough. Time to stop hiding from the truth.

Expect real updates to start again. Soon.

Re: My Face

My face is like a roadmap of scars. A lot of them meet at Right Eye Memorial Junction.