ID!

Alright, taking in account the money I spent on the night stay in the very questionable motel I have around 140$ left. I can't reach my sister for help, because it's kind of uncertain if she's even in this particular world.
It's at times like this that I hate multiple universes existing. It's like most things, only cool when to your own advantage.

I am thinking that perhaps my best bet would be to try finding Slenderman, in order to figure out how I could gain immortality again & find the person responsible for making me mortal.

This world will be perhaps quite difficult to get by in, mostly because depending on which world this is the government thinks of me as having been dead for the last 119 years.

If I'm not mistaken, I may know one person who can help me get a fake ID. I just have to cross my fingers that even a version of her exists in this world.

Vendetta!

There was a note taped to the mirror of my motel room bathroom this morning.

Have Fun!

I didn't recognize the handwriting, but I swear to god I will find a way to murder the person responsible.

I just had such a good thing going, you know. I want it back, I want to go back to reading blogs all day and stuff, being almost like a ruler of a domain, torturer of unwelcome visitors.

Although the last one I began to find mundane.

So someone wanted me mortal again, that is unfortunate. But I think that my experiences not only as a runner, but also a proxy & vivid fearblog reader could possibly work in my favor.

I can't win as a mortal though, that is clear. Also, I despise being mortal, it leads to uncertainty that I don't quite like one bit.

Sounds like my days of tedium are over though.

Rebirth!

Something weird has happened. Like something I'm still not sure what exactly happened.
For some strange reason, I'm human again. It was weird too, I just woke up back somewhere in the human world. God saying that just makes me cringe, not only because it sounds narmy to even say human world, but I find humans, dull. Being human, it's just such a meaningless existence, so boring.
And now I'm one of them. I noticed I was human when I couldn't access the godsway, that was my first clue.

The middle of the street was where I woke up, thank god it was the middle of the night or I could've died.

...

Sorry, I just still don't get how this even occurred  What kind of cruel person would have the balls to turn me mortal. It's like turning Garfield into a Monday, just sick and wrong!

I had 200$ on me. Despite the fact that it has been decades, almost a century since I was human I still know a bit how the human world works and of course I've been observing and reading about it for quite some times. So it's not like it's a fish out of water kind of story, but it just blows.

Whoever did this to me was nice enough to leave me with 200$, but without any real record or identity the only place I could stay with would be a motel.

This just keeps getting better.
I'm gonna find whoever's responsible.

Just have to figure a few things out first!

Sleep!

My sister was a jerk as usual, I kind of hate her at this point. The only reason I even bother leaving the crossroads is because of her. Now I have no reason at all.

I suppose Slenderman is still a fun company, but I get lonely at times. The only reason he sticks around is because he owes me big after I helped him in some stupid game he was playing with the other fears.

Also the blog of this guy, Schrödinger has been deleted, what a shame now the world won't know how horrible this guy was. I felt like he was evil.

While technically a servant of the Mother of Snakes, I guess she understands that I have other matters to attend to.There are dozens times when I do take orders from the Mother, but for the most part I like being an observer of the universes and keeping the crossroads in tact. I also love to torture the people that come in here, not that the crossroads itself isn't doing a better job, but I like to help by being the occasional "trial".

Anyway, I've been reading more blogs as of late.

A New Fear Will Soon Be Born is a blog that took me a while to read. Fun blog I suppose about a former Martyr going up against something called the Game Master. I guess that's a new fear or fear-like entity. Also he is the ancestor of something called the Vision, which I also read about in No Cowards.

In other worlds, which to be fair is a nice play on words. As for the person, he's kind of a jerk or at least not the kind of person I'd like. I like awesome and calm people, like Knight.
Anyway this seems to be a blog about some sort of challenge by some guy named the Tale Weaver, who from what I can tell reading Game Time, used to be part of the Game Master's tournament, until he made a deal with him to become the Tale Weaver, his name was Malachai Dewitt or something.

Anyway, I think this should suffice as an update on this blog, now it's time to find someone to sleep with to help me with my boredom. I hate being bored, it doesn't suit me, I have to be doing something all the time.

Sister!

Oh it seems my sister is working for some douche or something trying to make it out there in the "normal" world. As if I could call that cum thirsty slut normal. It seems as though nothing much has happened. Isn't my life just interesting to read about? No? Well nobody asked you to read this blog anyway.

Well, new blogs I've found in the past.

The Archive; I really like this blog simply because I tend to like informational blogs, which is why I love Knight's blog. I love Knight's blog for other reasons, but let's not get into that shall we?

Schrödinger Experiment, which is a blog that makes me weep. If this guy would do that to me, he'd be dead. He commented on my first post with attempts at flattery. How is this guy married? He's a horrible human being. I'm not even sure if he is human. What human has tentacles?

Honestly these are all the blogs I've read in a while.

I'm bored, when I'm bored I either kill someone, have sex or read.

I suppose I might go out and kill something.

Farewell!

I decided to go outside, I haven't been outside in days, weeks even. Actually, hang on...It's October. Shit! The last time I went outside it was May. Holy shit I missed the summer.

Anyway when I went to the path of black leaves Slenderman was already waiting for me. He didn't look pleased.

"Cecilia...you've disappointed me" he said via telepathy.

"How so?" I asked, rather annoyed at his statement.

I knew exactly why, but its not like I answer that much to Slenderman anymore, despite the comfort & protection that he has given me over the years. I kind of owe him a lot, especially I would probably have been dead like 80 years ago if it hadn't been for him.
Although, I'm not saying he's a saint, he's still a fear after all.

"I'm still upset with you, for becoming a servant to another fear" In which he was referring to me becoming a lilim. Slenderman never really accepted that.

Despite what people have said, I don't think Slenderman is that threatening. In my mind in the right settings the Choir could defeat him.

I'm gonna go talk to my sister for a while, using the crossroads to travel between worlds myself feels redundant, but it takes less effort than anything else.

I bid you farewell in the meantime peasants!

Food!

Alright I've been experiencing what fellow tropers would call an Archive Binge. There are just so many blog, after this post I should go back to helping Mother, normally I would just ignore his pleas, but I've been getting sick of blogs lately or at least some blogs.

Knight is a neat guy, he seems straight forward and not too jumpy. Just my type.

After a bit of blog jumping I stumbled upon City of Sinopia. The best way to describe this is a literal mindfuck. It's about Red. I've never liked Red to be honest, possibly because sex has never really scared me.

I think Bad Things Happen is a blog about goldfish, I've looked around and the banner shows a gold fish. To be honest I didn't look much into this, I only commented because Archimedes, the writer was being annoying.

Lost Memories, oh what a generic title we have here. I'm not buying this to be a non-fiction blog. I still commented though, mostly because I felt like it at the time.

Slenderman is getting cranky, I technically do also work for Slenderman. Slenderman, kind of soothes me. I get that I'm supposed to be scared of him. But since I do my work alright & for the most part I think he gets that I'm a valuable asset and have other connections.

I'm not a proxy however. Not anymore at least, I'm a lilim; servant of the Mother of Snakes

Blogs!

I've been finding myself fascinated with horrorblogs. I mean usually it's not my thing, but I've gotten to like it. The vast amount of fictitious & non-fictitious slenderman & so called fearblogs is quite fun & some of them are so good that even if they were

Evolve or Die is the blog of David Grant. I dislike the guy, but he interests me because he seems like the kind of person I'd associate myself with hence I sort of tend to self-insert myself into this blog, whenever I see Jessica, I replace it with my own name. It may seem like I'm shipping myself with David, but I'm not, I would just really want to adventure with the piece of shit that is David.

Timelords and Terrors is a Doctor Who blog about fears. I don't really like it, but it kept me entertained for a few minutes, not much to say about it...it's clearly fiction.

So then I stumbled upon My Soul is On Fire and unlike other blogs I've read I didn't really comment on that one, because it seems iffy whether or not it's fiction or not. I only comment on things that seem to be happening or if I can find a good joke as with the Doctor Who one.

I'm still bored.

Boredom!

I'm reading this new blog called Insanation of Sanity, it's pretty cool. I like it at least, but the guy sanity there bugs me. He continues to whine about moral dilemma's he has. What a drama queen.

I've started to enjoy reading such blogs,because taking care of this dumb sentient place called the crossroads or something gives me a lot of free time as I don't tend to go out of it much.

No Cowards is a blog I recently encountered as well, I think that perhaps it's some kind of "sequel" to some other thing, but I have yet to find it. Blair is an androgynous person, that's sort of interesting. Anyway I'm up to date on xer blog, so unless xe continues there is not much to say about that.

Another blog is Blood On My Hands, which at first is about a man going trough some tournament, but then changes when he becomes a servant of a being known as the Game Master. It's a fun read, I don't like Kallaway, but the people that he surrounds himself with are fun.

I guess I like them because all of them remind me of a time when I went trough similar situations.
Good times. Anyway, perhaps I should try to get the attention of a being that isn't as predictable as Slenderman.

I need a challenge.
I'm bored.

Slenderman!

I believe that I have never started a blog. Not that I was ever any good at keeping a regular update on anything, but I decided to give it a try. It has become quiet a cliche that runners of Slenderman start a blog for no adequately explained reason. I have a reason, I'm bored, mostly because I'm not a runner. I doubt I would be bored if that was the case.

I'm bored because the only thing I do is taking care of the Crossroads of Trials, a sentient crossroad that as the name implies trials people in something. The Crossroads is something that has alluded me a bit, but apparently it varies from person to person.