Got punched, boohoo.

Let me start off with the fact that it is absolutely hilarious that these guys just blindly fell for it.

The previous post, for those of you who are wondering was the result of my boredom, it was a lie, a joke, none of the shit that happened in it, was real, I spent about, probably 5 minutes to write up that post, why exactly a post with Sanna being involved? Well, I've been following other blogs for quite sometime and just wanted to see, if you really post something like this, do they really rush over to you to interrogate you, to me, the concept of following a lead, with no facts behind it is kind of stupid. I mean, if that's the case, than Lovett can publish a post like that and they will rush over to him immediately, what if two people at the same time published a post like that, bottom line, it's kind of stupid.

But onto the adventure, it's 1 AM, everyone's asleep except me and Claude, I was playing his playstation, trying to catch that little shit of a thief who steals dragon eggs. Assuming that it was the pizza guy, I barked at Claude to open the door.

"No, it's your favorite people!" The Rapist himself pranced inside the house, snatching Claude's beer and drinking it, accompanied by an act of littering, classy. "But thank you! I could really do with some pizza." Yeah sure, let me go ahead and put some cyanide pills in it.

Then another dude pointed a gun at Claude, yelling throughout the house:

"Everybody in the house, get to the fucking living room! Unless you want to spend the rest of tonight scraping Irishman off your carpets!"

I was already in the living room, so I didn't give a fuck, just kept trying to catch that fucking Egg Thief. Alesa and Franky joined us later on.

The dude with the gun barked at the other dude to go search our house, as if he was going to find anything. Claude looked at the guy with the gun and asked:
"So is there any reason as to why you're barging into our house, waving your gun around and most importantly, interrupting our work?"

After which the son of a bitch unplugged the fucking playstation, that fuck, I almost caught that fucking thief! 

"You seen a girl here - tall, skinny, brown hair, green eyes?"

I'm a patient gu- Nah, who am I kidding, I have no patience."You mother fuck! I finally caught that fucking thief and yo-"

But Claude interrupted me, by telling me to sit back down, which was mostly an indicator for me to shut up. After that, Claude continued to talk to the guy with the gun and by this point, since he was the one giving orders, I assume he was Vladik.
"You really think we wouldn't notice a girl running through our house?"

The Rapist interfered:"Ever heard of a girl called Sanna? Don't bullshit, or I'll do to you what I've always wanted to do to that titwank dragon egg thief."

"Yes we have, so what you're implying is that she was here, care to provide some proof?" By this point, Claude didn't know I made the post, all he knew about, was that Alesa proposed to help her.

I tried to sustain my laugh at this stupidity.

The Rapist noticed me and turned to me, to ask:"Your blog post? Care to explain that?"

"What, my post? That thing I spent about 3 minutes on? Dude, that was just a joke, wanted to see if you psychos were really as nutty as you are."

Come to think of it, I wish he would have tried, we never seen Franky without his mask before.

The Rapist looked at Franky and came up with this brilliant deduction! (Sarcasm)
"It's a just a random boy." No shit.

Then, I guess he tried to insult me or some shit? I think it went something among those lines.

"What's this shit about testing us? I don't know what's sadder - your betrayal of proxies, or your made-up shit about impressing a girl with your so-called drumming skills." Betrayal? I didn't betray anyone, if you want to say otherwise, provide some proof please. What's that? You have none? Well, I guess you're going to have to shove your accusations up your ass.

To which I replied, something like this:"Funny hearing that coming from a guy who spends the majority of his time chasing a little girl, who would instantly trust a post from a guy he never met only because it mentioned the before mentioned girl, whose only way of getting laid is by rape and who raped a little girl only because he was too afraid of a woman laughing at how little his junk in the trunk really is." Truly, I was the one who was pathetic in that group.

"I can get laid without coercion. But sometimes you get high and you're with friends and you're interrogating a man; shit happens that you can't control. And at least I actually get laid, rather than make shit up. Why the hell would you do that?"

Have you looked in a mirror recently? Who in their mother would like to go out with a freak of nature like you? Let alone, willingly get into the same bed. Did I write anywhere in that post that I got laid? Nope, if I gave a damn about shit like that, I'd be a completely different person, which, thank God, I'm not."If dashing here at the speed of light, just because some dude, made a post about a girl being here, even though you had no other basis on coming here, isn't enough to prove how pathetic you are, then I don't know what is." 

"We follow leads; your post was a lead. It's that simple. I see two possibilities - either she wasn't here and you really are that sad, or she was here and you're protecting her by lying. Hard to say which is more bizarre for you. Want to enlighten us on that?"

Look at this bitch, acting like he knows how I will act and shit "Which is more bizarre for you..." bullshit.

At this point I sat back down into my chair, I mean, I didn't have to argue with him any more, I already humiliated them enough. And apparently Claude was getting to the point where he was getting bored, cause after I sat down he got up and said that it's time for them to leave.

And then I got punched by Kyrylo, pretty hard, made me flip over the chair along with me, I will admit, the punch was hard, busted my lip, I guess it's true what they say: "If you have strength, you don't need a lot of mind."

Alesa ran over to me to help me up, Claude got into Vladik's face and dropped a bomb shell which none of us knew:"Alright, that's it, get your men and get out. This mission you're on, is not our priority, in fact, it's not even in the top list of the agencies priorities, this is your own personal agenda that you're in and some Proxies are helping you along for whatever reason. So get out, before I report you to the higher ups for screwing around with my people, for invading a sector of London that I'm in charge of and interrupting our work."

He was in charge of this entire sector, that means that a bunch of proxies that are located in this neighborhood and beyond, he is in charge.

The Rapist was abut to have a go at me again, didn't give a shit, let him. However, he was interrupted by his boss.
"When I catch you alone, I'm going to beat you into a limy smoothie. You'll regret the day you thought that girl was even possibly worth defending." Didn't defend anyone, she wasn't even here, once again, proof please.

Look at this bitch acting tough, if only you knew how many times I've been threatened before, oh if only I gave a damn about your threats.
"It's assholes like you that make me laugh the most, act as if you're tough shit, but can easily be outsmarted, if you think you're scaring me, guess again."

"I'm pretty sure you harbored a girl who has dangerous information. Information that threatens us proxies. Us. I can't prove it. But you keep up this path, you'll be in deep, deep shit. You want to waste you and your friends lives on a girl you don't even like, fine by me. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Oh, if only I gave at least the slightest damn about other proxies, nope, 0% fucks given, they can all go die for all I care.

And that was the pleasant visit we got, I will appreciate it if we never get another one of those, simply cause Kyrylo stinks like shit, take a shower dude.