Monday, August 22, 2011

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:

godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus
godhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpusgodhelpus

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.

4 comments:

  1. "Oh Christ, you're the crazy guy, aren't you?"

    That's a wonderful line. Made me laugh, that one did.

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  2. It was a chat log. Gonna try to post it tonight.

    Thank God for train stations with free wireless.

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  3. The bold letters in his messages: "forgeme"

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