Fucking Denizens

So after almost a month of tiny attacks on Claude's little base, we were ready to charge a full frontal attack.

The plan was, to attack their base over the course of several weeks, to thin out the herd. Franky's pets did all the work in that regard, some would be successful in dealing damage, others would be so shit at their task, they'd be spotted immediately and shot into oblivion. But it didn't matter that much, since we were stealing dealing damage, even if the little attack was a failure, now they were constantly on the look out, worried, cause our attacks were anything BUT regular.

However, we'd be getting nowhere if we kept that up, the clean up squads could appear any day and fuck everything up for me, not to mention, Franky isn't a machine, calling up on those things takes a lot of energy out of him, so doing it as frequently as we did, wore him out almost entirely.

So a decision was made, summon as many of those things as he possibly could and order them to swarm Claude's base entirely. In the mean time, I would sneak through inside and chop Claude's head off.

Franky did exactly that, it was a good amount of Denizens that started to crawl out from the trees, or from under the ground, all crawling in the direction of Claude's base. However, after summoning so many, Franky passed out, so I was on my own, which was fine with me, I was about to get ready to start looping around the base, but then my plan went tits up, because Claude decided to come outside with his gang, who were preparing to start shooting at the advancing Denizen mini-army.

And then the plan even further to shit, because, for some bizarre fucking reason, the denizens all of a sudden stopped, just about at the same time Claude walked out. At first I thought that they stopped because Franky was passed out, but they were crawling toward the base while he was passed out anyway, so there must have been another reason. Anyway, not all of them stopped, but a good majority did, those few that kept on crawling were shot into hell with absolutely no problems.

I kept watching from the top of the hill we were situated on, trying to think of a different plan, while those stupid denizens just sat in their place and willingly got shot. That's when a bullet passed right near my head, grazed my fucking ear, a sniper noticed me, had to get down under cover, at this point I was planning to retreat, I was about to grab Franky and get the fuck out of dodge. But then I heard a scream coming from the direction of the base, somebody was hurt, I thought that maybe the denizens finally woke up from their stupor and started attacking. So I risked to stick my head out once again, just so I could see what was happening, the denizens were nowhere to be seen, they either crawled away in fear, or got shot into oblivion.

However, I was able to locate the source of the scream, it was one of Claude's gang members who was standing next to Claude. This... This was an uncomfortable sight to witness, Claude's jacket sleeve seemed to have morphed into a small, black, pickaxe which was firmly planted inside the screaming man's hand, the sleeve on his other arm seemed to have shortened too. And that look on his face, that demented smile, Claude was never a psychopath, a scumbag and a coward, sure, but never a deranged psychopath who found pleasure in the pain of others.

And as I kept looking, I also saw the sniper rifle, on the ground, right next to the screaming man. There was no doubt about it, Claude had stabbed the sniper that almost took my head off.

This is bad news, because it seems like that Azoth Claude injected himself with, somehow Claude is capable of controlling it. I don't know how he managed, but he somehow did, however, it doesn't matter, sure it gives him an edge, but not by much. Plus, we thinned out his gang so he is less protected.

Only thing I'm wondering is why you stabbed the bastard, I'm sure you will answer, you fucking twat.

Getting tired of this

I really am.

Decided to post, since Claude decided to spam the fuck out of this blog and quite frankly, it pisses me off that somehow he managed to make it so, that I'm no longer the owner of the blog, but a contributor and he is the owner, which means, I can't delete any of his posts, or comments, at the very least, I can post and comment myself, so this isn't completely covered in shit.

Right, so the last post, you've finally started to try and shift the blame onto other people, well you can save you breath, you may have just opened the door for them, but you're just as guilty, since you didn't even try to warn her, to protect her, you didn't give a shit and that's why you're in my crosshair, you think that once I'm done with you I'll stop? I knew you were stupid, I didn't know you were naive too, what do you think I will be doing once you're dead!? I'm going to hunt the son's of bitches who carried out the murder and then I will hunt down the one's who gave them the order.

And yes, you're right, I may have some shit happening to my body, after I injected myself so much with all of that shit, but if you think that will stop me, you're fucking wrong. Especially now that Franky is with me, he may not talk a lot, doesn't talk at all, but I can understand that the reason he's here and why he helped me, is because he is also pissed that you murdered her, so you and your merry bag of douches better be on your toes. Because not only can we pop in at any time we want, Franky can also call up his friends at any moment.

Oh and another quick warning, I have cut your severed your funds source this weekend. So you don't have a stable money flow anymore, so your plan to high tail it out of the country is pretty much ruined. Now you're stuck in that little base of yours, with me and Franky waiting to make our move and other hit squads slowly approaching, I finally got you.

Nowhere to run now you bastard and no one to hide behind.