Rivers is in Nevada, safe and sound.
Eventually.
I'd LOVE to tell you all what that means, in a lovely long post. But right now, I'm pissed off.
Want to know why?
Sure you do.
So, I drove back at about 4AM, parked the car, and found our little bespectacled doctor sound asleep in my bed. Snoring, actually, it was almost a shame to wake her up. She seemed to think so as well, because she elbowed me in the goddamn face. She tells me that we, a courier company, are currently keeping a psychopath locked up in our basement (HER basement), for...no pay, no thanks...
We're keeping him locked up WHY? Because we're Good Samaritans? Because Spence has a hard-on for being a big damn hero?
I guess this is basically a post to let August know I'm home safe, and he doesn't need to keep fucking calling me at all hours whining about how I never let anyone know where I am.
And it's also a post to Spencer.
I am SO not cool with this.
Get rid of the fuckup, Spence. No, I don't mean kill him, he has as much of a right to life as the rest of us.
But that's just it. We ALSO have a right to life, though you clearly have forgotten. Judging by how blatantly you are infringing on it. Not because of big ol' secrets from your past, not because this is somehow, someway for the good of the company and we should all be thankful to our glorious leader.
Until you fucking explain otherwise, you're doing this because you can.
Doc can HAVE my room. I'm sleeping in the van.
Oh you bastard. Yeah, it was not a good move for Spence to kick Doc out of the basement.
ReplyDeleteBut he wanted to help. This isn't some fucking power game, this is because Spencer wanted to help a kid who was in trouble. You're home now? Good. I need to go kick some sense into you.
Okay, yeah, as much as I hate to side with Spencer on ANYTHING, I agree with Elaine. Yes, this is him doing it because he can.
ReplyDeleteWhat, exactly is the problem with that?
"Help"? Fuck off, lady, if he'd rather help a murderer than the people he's worked with and who care about him, then that's a surefire way to have them not care about him anymore. He did NOT consult Doc regards her sudden room change. In fact, it looks like the only person he consulted about his latest lapse of reasoning is the crazy fuck who was right there with him, sharpening her knives and murdering kids on Slender's strings. Without a care in the world. Giggling. You're a right badass, you are.
ReplyDeleteEver wonder what's going through their minds as you cut them up? Ever think about the face beneath the mask? The scared, browbeaten children being held against their will?
Their mothers? Fathers? Siblings? Lovers?
You try to take the moral high ground, honey. Go ahead. Try it.
...
ReplyDeleteGo to hell.
He told all of you Star was coming. The proof is on this fucking blog.
Thank you, Steele. Actually, interruption aside (sorry about the elbow to the face, reflexes), that was the most restful night I've had in a long time. Nothing gets me to sleep faster like the soothing scent of at least ten different hallucinogens.
ReplyDeleteCan we please not fight? I know this makes no sense coming from me, but have you forgotten our enemy?
ReplyDeleteYou know, tall, blank face, business suit? I can understand why you'd forget him, he just has no discerning qualities at all, does he.
If you think that's the part of my response which was integral, my wish to have a polite family sitdown before we bring a murderer into the building, then clearly you're missing the point.
ReplyDeleteDid you feel all warm and fuzzy inside when you fucked them there 'random mooks' up? How about hot and bothered? You REALLY sounded like you were enjoying it from Spence's description.
I say 'murderer' regards Morningstar, but you know what, maybe Spence letting him into our house is totally understandable. I mean nobody objected to him bringing YOU along now, did they? And far be it for me to promote a double standard.
Welcome to our humble abode, Morningstar. I trust you and some of our visitors will find a lot of common ground.
Elaine, nowhere on the blog or in anything the Boss sent to me personally did it say, "Hey Doc, I'm going to need the basement for awhile, you might want to lock your things up," or "Hey Lori, do you MIND if I use the basement? I need a place to house a murderous lunatic."
ReplyDeleteShit, I might've even been able to make some preparations so this whole thing would a bit safer, even if I think that this is a terribly stupid idea. But if I can't stop you, I can't stop you.
Steele, make this twice that we're agreeing on something major. I think there's something horribly wrong with one of us.
Steele. You, me, outside. Front of the house. Five minutes.
ReplyDeleteYou've got to be fucking kidding me.
ReplyDeleteYes, Spencer is a fucking asshole. Was anyone still in doubt about this? For now, though, I'm asking you guys to help Star. There'll be time for decking Spencer afterwards. I will help with this/
ReplyDeleteand Steele? You're just as bad. Anyone who taunts someone about something like that is just trying for a low blow. It's cowardly.
Elaine! FUCK DAMMIT I AM GOING TO DECK ALL OF THE ADULTS, ALL OF THEM!
ReplyDeleteArgh. Seriously, you guys. What the hell. Don't make me be the reasonable one. Please.
OH DARN. IT APPEARS THAT THE CHARGER TO THIS LAPTOP HAS BEEN BROKEN MYSTERIOUSLY. COULD YOU SEND STEELE DOWN HERE TO GIVE ME A NEW ONE. Send him alone. Unarmed. Possibly blindfolded.
ReplyDeleteIf you hear screaming from the basement, it is nothing. Just. Probably me showing Steele some special features on my Laptop. Yes.
What, you're going to silence me, too? Need the five minutes to sharpen your knives?
ReplyDeleteBig, strong Elaine...unable to prove she is not a psychopath through words, she decides that the smart way to go about this would indeed be to beat the derision out of me.
I'm not showing up, hun. Mostly because I don't think we're at the stage of our relationship where I should be giving you the sort of pleasure you seem to get from a fight.
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ReplyDelete...kay.
ReplyDeleteFuck. Rachael.
ReplyDeleteRight. Apologies.
Not to Steele, he's a douchebag who deserves what he gets. But to the rest of you.
Grief makes me stupid. And want to hit something.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hunt down August or Spencer and try to calm the fuck down.
Steele, why don't you go fuck yourself in the meantime.
Who the fuck gave him a laptop? Please don't say it's the spare I keep in my office.
ReplyDeleteAwww, she needs to hit something? Well, babe, there's one of your typical punching bags downstairs, and he's apparently lonely.
ReplyDeleteOh, and Konaa?
I am a coward. I thought that much was established from the apparently curious amount that I want to maintain living.
And from how, curiously enough, I'd rather talk to express my opinion, than to get into a good ol' love wrassle with the wacky and wonderful wankers who seem to abide in the House.
Oh well.
Dammit Steele. Fuck you, shut up, are you incapable of understanding when someone is hurting and desperate and lashing out? I give up. I won't touch you. I don't want to see you, I don't want to deal with you, because out of respect for Spencer I would prefer to keep the peace.
ReplyDeleteHave fun shitting on people who've just lost someone close to them, asshole.
My penny on the matter. Yes Morningstar is dangerous. Yes Spence and Elaine did something dangerous. Yes everything could have been done better. But that's life, isn't it? It's not perfect.
ReplyDeleteSo please stop complaining about it, and get on with life.
It's too fucking short to spend being pissed.
OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE YOU PEOPLE. You're the funneist fucking thing I have ever seen in my long life. This is the real shit, man. Grade A comedy that rakes in millions!
ReplyDeleteNone of you have any point! AT ALL! You're just squabbling and bickering over the most pathetic things while the Faceless One looms over you. Heheheheh. Steele, don't pretend you love killing eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevery bit as much as lovely Lainey does! Both of you, come on. Say it. You know how that blood feels on your fingers. Isn't it simply delightful!? Exquisite? There's no feeling QUITE LIKE IT, is there!?
You claim to be a team, but you're a sham. A sad puppet whose strings are cut, gathering a collection of the most pitiful doomed souls he could find. All under a pretension of being a business. Spency, this is your foolish attempt to atone and nothing more. You don't care about them. Or anything. You just want to feel good to wipe away those years of yooooou knooooww wwhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat~
Rhodes.
ReplyDeleteFuck off.
Pretty please?
What was that? Thought I heard a wolf crying.
ReplyDeleteMust've been my imagination.
Oh please.
ReplyDeleteWolves howl.
Lrn 2 biology. :)
Oh I think if you've seen what I have, wolves can cry looooooots. Especially when they're utter failures who let girls die.
ReplyDeleteI think a few other people in the house can relate to that? Looking at YOU, Konaa, Rachael, Elaine~
I assure you.
ReplyDeleteCrying is the last thing on my mind right now dear Rhodes.
Now go asphyxiate yourself with red tape like a good little secretary.
Wolf
Guys. You have bigger problems than fighting each other right now. You should try and stay close while you have each other, because you never know when you'll lose them.
ReplyDeleteOh, stop being such big babies.
ReplyDeleteWe've all lost someone, hon. That comes with the territory. It doesn't give you a Get out of Jail Free card.
ReplyDeleteRhodes...I have been a marked man for 10 years. I still, rather proudly do not have a trail of bodies behind me.
Just one. He was still practically a boy. I took off the mask (it was porcelain white, and had painted red tears of blood) and closed his eyes. Everyone deserves life...or at least, respect in death.
My God you are annoying Rhodes. Go away. What do you hope to accomplish? Pouring Salt in a wound? That is all well and good, but an cowardly idiot like you is unable to even CREATE wounds. So here you are capitalizing on pain and misery you could not even create by yourself. Disgusting.
ReplyDeleteYou know what you remind me of? Not a Schoolyard bully, but one of those little hanger ons that School Bullies tend to have. You know. The weaklings who follow the the Bully around in an attempt to seem like an actual threat? Spewing insults left and right while you know the Bully has your back, but turning into a cowardly shrieking wreck when the tables even BEGIN to turn?
Seriously. I hope Konaa kills you. Very VERY soon.
I capitalize on pain and misery cause it's FUNNY. Remember that? The suffering of others. Come on, man, you still gotta be in there somewhere!
ReplyDeleteHeh. Ehehe. Lukey boy, you do have a good point. I do tend to be a bit of a scavenger, don't I? Never opening the wounds myself.
Challenge accepted. I think I'll have a surprise for you all soon.
We're all rolling in the aisles, Rhodes. But for all the humour and glee you revel in, you won't save yourself from what awaits us all.
ReplyDeleteWe're all caught in the jaws of the leviathan, and always were.
Morningstar. My name is Morningstar. Not Lukey Boy. I don't care what Valtiel Says.
ReplyDeleteI remember the suffering of others. I day dream about it when I am not actively causing it. My God the dreams I have had about YOU... But you know, Capitalizing on it is just childish. Funny in a juvenile way. Actually causing it though... THAT is the essence of true comedy.
Please. By all means. Open a few wounds. On Konaa preferably. Then I might gain an ounce of respect for you. But I doubt you are competent enough to deal with a target as pathetic as Konaa.
Why. Why put them in danger? Death is in him. He reeks of it. He takes pride in it. Doesn't matter what you do, he's killed. He will kill. He killed him. Killed Brandon. He'll kil. kill you all.
ReplyDeleteI know. You're trying to help.
Helping hurts. Helping is pain.
STOP.
I swear to god. You're like a pack of children.
ReplyDeleteGive us a shout when the arguing is done.
So that you can start it back up?
ReplyDeletewow seems like everyones joining in on this argument here. Just make sure you don't end up forgetting who you're all supposed to be fighting against instead of turning against each other.
ReplyDeletenah, I'll get my arguing done elsewhere.
ReplyDeleteThere's some mad british lunatic posting on my blog and an idiot who's named himself after a dirty black bird. I'll be all argued out by the time this is done.
OH HEY LOOK GUYS I CAN COMMENT TOO. ISN'T THIS SUPER NEAT?
ReplyDeleteI JUST LEARNED HOW TO NO-SCOPE AND USE COMMENTS TO TELL PEOPLE THINGS
ISN'T THIS FUCKING AMAZING?
Do you people honestly have nothing better to do?
ReplyDeleteYou know what I did this afternoon? I went on a walk. It was seventy degrees and fucking nice.
Would you like a round of applause, Hylocereus?
ReplyDeleteClearly not, Doc.
YES PLZ.
ReplyDeleteALSO I LEARNED HOW TO USE CAPS.
WOW. LOOK AT ALL OF MY DISCOVERIES TODAY.
Ahaha... anyways. Thanks Achromatic.
... Christ, I leave you people alone for a few hours and...
ReplyDeleteBe right back.
Oh... OH my what did I just stumble onto?
ReplyDeleteIts like a internet dick measuring contest but no one has either a dick or something to measure with.
Its very entertaining though.
Well...It seems I'm a little late to the party.
ReplyDeleteWhat exactly do you guys plan on doing with Morning Star now that you have him? That's my biggest issue with all this. How are you going to help him?
And also Steele, did Rivers ever mention why he wanted to go to Vegas to begin with? Cause that's been eating at me for a while now.
Make sure to take a pillow when you sleep in the van. Neck cramps suck. :(
oh you guys and your melodrama.
ReplyDeleteRabbit: I don't ask questions about clients, generally, but we had...a lot of time to talk. I'm currently trying to remember some of his more...choice monologues. He had a few of them. The man couldn't stop speaking. Not even when he was asleep.
ReplyDeleteExcellent music taste, though.
Oh trust me, I sleep well in the van. I've had practice, mate.
I've gotta say, sometimes those reclining seats are more comfortable than some beds.
ReplyDeleteWell, if not more comfortable, definitely quieter. It's nice to have a bedroom where, if the House walls start creaking, or the East Wing starts howling, you can just go drive it into a field instead of lying awake.
ReplyDeleteI've practically been living in my car. Kind of makes me forget what living in a house was like.
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't to happen to have his email would you?
I do indeed; he can be found at matthewjuliusrivers@gmail.com . I think you'd be lucky to get in contact with him anytime soon, though: He appears to have made some new friends in Nevada.
ReplyDeleteCan I assume those friends are bad?
ReplyDeleteNot necessarially. Just...new. Here, I'll explain.
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