Goodbye...

I went to investigate where Eric went missing after I made my last post.  It was, or course, a dark and rainy day.  There was an alley next to the pizza place, so I figured that would be the best place to look.  When I was walking into the alley, I noticed someone standing there at the end of it.  My foot bumped an old can, and he turned around.  He was wearing a black a sleeveless/hood less cloak. A Guy Fawkes mask, and a black top hat.  I yelled out, "Where's Eric!", and charged at him.  When I tackled him, he was able to through me off, and started to make a run for it.  I ran and grabbed him, and pulled him to the ground.  I ripped his mask off.  He had messy brown hair, a few scars on his cheek and chin, and bags under his eyes.  "Who are you and where's Eric!", I yelled inches from the guy's face.  He told me he was "A Friend", but I didn't fell like taking his cryptic bull crap, so I yelled it at him again.  He looked me in the eye and told me he was Thomas Matthews.  He said that he'd been trying to kill Slender Man since he burnt his house down.  He said that he'd noticed my blog, and since he was already in the area, he decided to help me.  He told me that he was with Dr.Richards for a few years, but he was killed two years ago by Slender Man.  He explained to me that "The Advcate" wasn't a person, but rather, he was just several members of "The Order" hacking me under the name.  He said he didn't know how, but he was pretty certain that they were the ones hacking me.  He said that he had more to tell me about "The Order", but he'd much rather do it back at the dorms.  When we go there, he told me that "The Order" was a  cult that worshiped The Slender Man, believing him to be a god who would take them to "The Fourth World".  They also acted as his soldiers when need be, which is why "Advcate" made a comeback after getting shot in the face. He said that "The Order" is the reason he was in the area in the first place.  He also told me that Slender Man was done toying with me so he had "The Order" abduct Eric so that they could sacrifice the both of us to him.  He said that their base was in that house "Advcate" had wanted me to meet him at.  I asked him how I could trust him not to be leading me into a trap, and he looked at me with the same eyes that one of my reflections had in that nightmare.  He said, "I listened to my parents scream and smelt their flesh burn away, and heard him laughing at me in my head using my voice the whole time.  WHY would I want to work for him?".  I didn't doubt him after that.  We went off to his car, which had several guns.  He told me to grab one if I planned to rescue Eric with him.  I never wanted to pick up a gun again after I killed "Advcate" in that house, but Eric has been like a brother to me and stuck around as my life became a horror movie.  I wasn't just going to let him die.  We got to that house about eight at night.  There was light coming through the windows and singing in a language I couldn't understand.  When I kicked down the door, and they all looked over to me and Thomas, I saw something I'll never forget.  I saw a dead woman laying on the floor with her stomach torn open, and Slender Man standing there with a tentacle wrapped around a crying baby covered in blood.  I shot at him, but he just dissapered. They charged at me and Thomas, and I opened fire. They stabbed me with a knife in the shoulder and leg, but  managed to fight my way through them.  One charged at me yelling something about not being welcome in "HIS" domain.  I shot him in the chest, and kept looking around for Eric.  I saw some stairs to what looked like a basement, and ran down there hoping to find Eric alive.  He was down there alright.  He was covered in blood and chained to a wall with several cuts on him.  "I thought I'd never see you again.", said weakly as I picked him up after shooting the chains.  I ran back up to see Thomas run by me and Eric yelling to follow him.  I looked to see Slender Man with members of  "The Order" in his tendrils and ripping them apart.  Thomas had a can of oil, using it to drip a line of oil behind him as we got out of there.  We got through the back door, and I looked over to see Thomas smiling with a lit match.  "Burn in Hell.", he said as he dropped the match.  The oil ignited, and the house burst into flame.  I looked into the flames, and saw Slender Man standing there with his tendrils flailing all about.  A tendril came out and grabbed my leg, and pulled it into the fire, but Thomas and Eric managed to pull me out.  We got into Thomas' car, and sped off.  Only to see Slender Man standing in the road.  Thomas kept heading toward him, and when we hit him the front of the car bent inward.  We ran out of the car, and I listened to my own voice laugh at me in my head yelling about how I would suffer a slow death.  I heard trees breaking.  A tendril went straight through one of my legs.  I limped on, and after that I couldn't hear him anymore.  We've been heading toward Chicago ever since Thomas managed to steal another car.  So, now I'm finally living in a world I thought was just fiction.  I was right.  My life and everything around me did crumble, but I didn't lose my sanity or my friends.  I'm not going to be posting here anymore since I'm not really living a boring life and watching grass grow anymore.  Stay safe guys.  And if you start to see him, don't call a therapist.  RUN.  I don't mean just run forever, no, I mean get away from those you love and fight Slender Man until you don't have any limbs left.  In the words of Zeke Strahm, make that bastard work for his food.

Eric went missing guys.  He went out to pick up our pizza from pizza place we ordered it.  He's been missing for two days, I'm going to go investigate where he vanished.

Update

Hey guys, it's John, I figured that I should update you guys since some things have happened since "A Friend" posted Dr.Banner's notes.  Things were actually relatively quiet while I was posting all those notes, except for the usual seeing Slender Man on the side of the road occasionally.  But around the time when I was nearing the end of the notes, I started hearing noise in my dorm room.  I would hear what sounded like tapping coming from inside the wall, and at first I just ignored it.  But it kept going every single minute of every single night. Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap.  It got to the point where I was considering sleeping in my car, or losing it and just smashing a hole in the wall.  I ended up just cutting a hole in it(don't worry I didn't go all Jack Torrance with an axe, I carefully cut it and replaced the part I damaged later), and, well, you won't believe me when I tell you.  It was an old alarm clock(like the kind in cartoons)with words carved into the back of it.  "time's running out johnny boy-The Advcate", is what it said.  I threw the thing onto the ground and stepped on the pieces.  But it didn't stop there, one night when Eric went out to buy food, he came back and found all of the seats damaged with that stupid symbol carved in them and a dead dear in the back of the car.  He called the cops, but they didn't find any finger prints or D.N.A.  But that wasn't the worst of it.  One night, while I was going out for a drive since I was feeling stressed with college, I saw him standing in the road waiting for me.  I couldn't take it after that.  I just got out of the car, and started walking to him yelling.  "What do you want?!?  What the Hell are you gaining out of any of this!?!", and as I got closer to him, I started to cough more and more.  By the time I got close to him, I had coughed up blood, and had it running down my mouth.  "Who the do you think you are?!?", I yelled in his face and spit blood.  That's the last thing I remember before waking up on the road with my appendix missing.  Someone driving down the road found me and rushed me to the hospital.  That was the 25th.  I got home from the hospital yesterday.  What's coming?  Why are things getting worse?  Who's "A Friend"?  Whatever's coming, am I going to end up dead at the end of it?

Dr. Banner's Notes 10/12/04-6/14/05

10/12/04-
I had my first session with Thomas Matthews today after his previous psychiatrist, Dr. Richards, went missing.  Thomas wasn't very responsive to me in our session to day at all.  Mostly he gave nods for yes and shook his head for no.  When he did speak, though, he spoke in a very hushed tone.  He seemed very torn up about his previous psychiatrist's dissaperance.

10/21/04-
Today Thomas and I tried using clay to express his emotions currently.  He molded a horse, a pirate captain, and a bed with a little clay figure in it, but he wasn't done there.  He molded a rectangle, and placed a  sphere on top, and placed it next to the bed where the little clay figure was.  Obviously this was supposed to be "Mr.Tall" watching him.  I asked Thomas why he molded that, and he said, "Well, it's what happens every night, and I don't like it.  I figured it showed how I feel.".

11/18/04-
Thomas showed some very good progress today.  I was asking him about his day so far, and he interrupted me to tell me that he knows "Mr.Tall" is not real.  He also told me that he wants my help to help him see that.  I told him that together we could get him to see that.

12/9/04-
Thomas told me that my technique of him pretending that "Mr.Tall" wasn't there when he saw him at night was working, because, last night he wasn't there.  Thomas has become more comfortable around me, and seems to trust me like had apparently trusted Dr. Richards.  I'm glad that I'm making some progress with this boy.

12/17/04-
Thomas has been behaving more and more like a boy his age, and isn't showing many signs of mental illness anymore.  Mostly we talk about past experiences Thomas has had on family vacations and things of the such.  I think he'll be ready for release by New Year's Eve.

12/31/04-
Thomas was found with several symbols cut into his back this morning.  His bed sheets, and pajamas were covered in blood.  He's currently in the hospital.

1/5/05-
Thomas was released from the hospital today, and we will resume our sessions tomorrow.  I honestly worry that there is some one tormenting this boy in this hospital, and is only feeding into Thomas' delusions.  I've heard that this was the case with Dr.Richards when he was treating the boy.  Apparently, while Richards was treating the boy, a security guard had been dressing up in a costume and abusing Thomas.  I wonder if there are others who were involved with what that security guard was doing.

1/6/05-
Thomas wouldn't communicate with me at all during our session.  He's regressed.

1/18/05-
Thomas finally said something to me today.  "I told myself he wasn't there.  I really did.".  After he finished telling me this he began to cry.  Police have been interrogating members of the staff.  They couldn't get a good read on who attacked him since Thomas said that "Mr.Tall" did it.

2/5/05-
The police arrested the nurse who had been torturing Thomas.  They found a black robe and mask in her house after they had seen that she scared Thomas.  Thomas began to make progress with me before the incident New Year's Eve, why would she have stopped only to resume then?

3/8/05-
It's amazing how much Thomas has recovered since that nurse was fired.  He's back where he was before the incident.  We're even sharing past experiences again.

6/14/05-
Thomas was released just a few minutes ago.  His parents were over joyed to have him coming home, and Thomas was happy to be going home.  Though, he did tell me that he would miss me.  I must say that I'll miss him as well.  It's been nice to see someone recover from such horrible circumstances.

You got the time wrong, it was only 1 year.
-A Friend

Dr. Richards' Notes 2/17/04-????

2/19/04-
Thomas calmed down since his incident two days ago, and I was able to have a session again with him today.  When I asked him what had set him off he told me that he had seen "Mr.Tall" with what he described as tentacles waving all around him.  He told me that he was afraid that "Mr.Tall" would grab him with the tentacles.  He also told me that he could hear "Mr.Tall's" voice in his head.  When I asked him what the voice sounded like, he said it was his own voice.  I asked him what "Mr.Tall" had said to him, he told me that he told him that he was going to slaughter Thomas' entire family.  And that Thomas would never be rid of him.  Thomas began to cry at this point, so I spent the rest of our session comforting him.

3/12/04-
Thomas told me today that he dreamed that he was walking through a forest, where the trees told him to go deeper and deeper even though he didn't want to explore the forest.  Thomas said that he reached the center of the forest and that"Mr.Tall" was there with his arms outstretched as if he wanted Thomas to hug him. .  I asked Thomas what he thought it meant, he told me that "Mr.Tall" was trying to make him come to him.  Thomas said that he was not the first child "Mr.Tall" had befriended.  He said he had befriended many children and then..."Taken" them.  I asked Thomas what this meant, but he just said that he "Took" them and they'd never come back over and over again.  I'm worried that Thomas may never leave this place if I don't make anymore progress.

4/5/04-
Since Thomas only tells me of his dreams, what "Mr.Tall" has shown him, and when "Mr.Tall" appears to him, I decided to give Thomas a notebook to draw his dreams and the things "Mr.Tall" shows him.  The moment I gave Thomas the notebook, he began to draw circles with X's in the middle of them.  He would scribble so hard that he would at times rip the paper with his pencil.  Thomas wouldn't speak to me after this point so I didn't make any progress.

4/14/04-
Thomas still won't talk to me and only scribbles in his notebook, when I asked to see the notebook, he handed it to me and the drawings were disturbing to say the least.  After the first few pages with nothing but the symbols I mentioned previously, I saw what looked like "Mr.Tall" with a face, which I thought at first was odd because Thomas had always said that "Mr.Tall" had no face, but I noticed what looked like a small child with black where the face would be standing next to "Mr.Tall".  It took me a moment, but I figured out that "Mr.Tall" was wearing the child's face.  I turned to the next page and it was a forest with "Mr.Tall." being taller than all the trees standing in the middle of the forest.  He had his arms out stretched like Thomas had described in his dream.  The next page was black with a circle in the middle.  I have no idea what that meant.  The Next picture was a stick figure, who I would assume is Thomas, laying in a bed with "Mr.Tall" standing over him.  Thomas told me he was scared after I finished looking through the notebook, I hugged him and told him that I would help him.

 5/4/04-
I had to give Thomas a new note book today, he had filled his last one up with drawings.  We talked about how we had thought that "Mr.Tall" was just a manifestation of Thomas' fear of the unknown.  Thomas looked up from his note book and said, "That was before he hurt me.".  I immediately asked to see where "Mr.Tall" had hurt him, and Thomas showed me his back.  It was the same symbol that Thomas had been drawing carved into his back several times....one of them look like it had only just scabbed over.  After that, I asked to have guards outside Thomas' room outside, and asked to see the security footage from Thomas' room.  They said that they'd get the tapes to me soon.

5/5/04-
I got the tapes from security today, and just finished watching them.  Every night at 12:00A.M.  the video becomes completely distorted, and stays this way until 3:00A.M.  Whenever it stops distorting, the video usually shows Thomas rocking back and fourth in the fetal posisition with blood on his back and his sheets.  Why hasn't anyone brought up the fact that my patient has had blood on his sheets every morning?  Something is going on here...

6/18/04-
Thomas won't talk to anyone, he only scribbles in his notebook.  When I looked through it, I saw several photos of what looks like people in black robes with masks.  One photo has Thomas curled up with them surrounding him.  I think that someone here is torturing my patient.  I'm going to be investigating this further.

7/13/04-
I came back to work at 12:00A.M. last night to see if I could find out what had been going on with Thomas at night.  When I opened the door, I was horrified with what I saw.  There was a man in a black robe kicking Thomas, who was curled up in a ball.  The man turned and noticed me, pulled out a knife, and charged me.  I fought him, and managed to rip the mask off of him, it was the guard who had been guarding Thomas' room!  I knocked him out, and called the cops.  They took him away, but I just found out that he killed himself on the way to the county jail.  Thomas is at my house now, they needed to move him to investigate his room.  He won't leave my side.  I hope that I can help this boy now, and that he can go home soon.

8/1/04-
Thomas told me few days ago that the guard wasn't the only one of "Them".  I asked him who "Them" were, but he said, "They're people with nothing left in their heads.".  I can only assume that this means that that guard had others in on his sick fetish for torturing people mentally weaker than him.

9/14/04-
I saw him.  Mr.Tall.  He was standing in front of my house.  I have no idea what I'm going to do.  He wasn't here when I came back.  Am I going mad?  Have I gotten to close to my patient, and now I'm trying let myself into his mad world?  Or is he actually watching me and Thomas?  Did he really take those kids away and and and what if that child wasn't Thomas and was a child that he had "Taken"?

*I have no idea when he wrote this entry.-John*-
He's real.  He attacked me today.  I saw him standing outside my house, and not even a second after a tentacle broke through my window.  He hit my arm, but it didn't feel like something blunt.  I felt like a hot piece of metal cut my arm.  I fell to the ground, and when I got up and looked around and saw him in my living room.  I ran to the door and grabbed my keys.  I started the car, and saw him standing at the front door.  I backed out of my driveway, and when I turned my car to drive away, he was standing in the road.  He had tentacles lashing out all around him.  I sped up the car as fast as I could, and I swear I felt the impact.  I kept driving, and when I looked out the rear-view mirror, I saw him still standing there watching me drive away.  I'm in a hotel now.

I don't know when that last note was written, it wasn't in a manila folder like any of the others, and it was written on notebook paper.  If "A Friend" had this note, could he be Dr.Richards?  This raised more questions than gave answers.  All I got from this was information about how Thomas Matthews disappeared, and that Advcate is apparently a member of something bigger.  A cult like the one Damien's town was in?  Is it possible that this town is as bad as that one?  School starts again Tuesday, so me and Eric are going back to our dorm.  I'm worried about what'll be there waiting for us, to be honest.-John

Dr.Richards' Notes 2/15/04

Since my sessions with Thomas began, I would like to think that I have been making steady progress with him, but today's session showed me that a patient can relapse at any time.  I had decided that it may be a nice change of pace for us to have our session today out in the courtyard so Thomas could get some fresh air.  Thomas seemed to even be enjoying the bright day and warm weather.  Today we were talking about how Thomas had conquered "Mr.Tall" which we had long since decided was a manifestation of Thomas' fear of the unknown.  Thomas had a smile on his face and seemed to just be enjoying the outside, when he looked over to the forest.  Thomas' expression changed immediately and his eyes fixated on one spot, but when I looked over there I saw nothing.  Thomas began to scream and bolted to the entrance of the hospital. We had to give him a sedative to calm him.  We've not had to sedate Thomas since he first arrived here.  I have no idea what caused this relapse of Thomas' and I haven't been able to talk to him, as he's been unconscious since the whole event.  I'll try to find out what happened tomorrow.  I worry for Thomas.

Dr.Richards' Notes 1/31/04

Thomas has been making some exceptional progress since we began earlier this month.  He no longer has random bouts of shouting about "Mr.Tall"  never leaving or talking to himself.  I have discerned that Thomas' delusions were caused by Thomas' love of new things.  When Thomas was younger anything new excited him, but as Thomas got older, and lost touch with reality, he learned that new things can be bad.  I have discerned that "Mr.Tall" was nothing more than a manifestation of Thomas' fear of the unknown.  If everything continues on its current path I believe that Thomas will be able to leave some time next month.  I am so very proud of his progress.

Dr.Richards' Notes 1/14/04

I was finally able to continue my sessions with Thomas today, though he was still rather shaky from his episode last session on the second.  Before I could start talking to Thomas, he said, "He showed me things." I asked him what he was talking about.  He told me that "Mr.Tall" had shown him disturbing images that had horrified him,but that he was fascinated by them.  He started to describe them as organs ripped to shreds and people disemboweled, he began to cry and said, "What kind of psycho would be fascinated by those things Dr.Richards!?!"  I told him that he wanted to be a doctor, so he was naturally fascinated by the human body.  He began to calm after this.  He stayed in deep thought for the rest of our session, so I didn't make anymore headway, but I managed to help Thomas stop resenting himself.  Hopefully we will be able to determine exactly what his psychosis is now.

Dr.Richards' Notes 1/2/04

Today during our session Thomas and I discussed how "Mr.Tall" became apart of his life.  Thomas says that he's seen "Mr.Tall" for as long as he can remember, but only approached him when he was eight-years-old.  He told me that "Mr.Tall" was very old and had seen many things.  He told me that "Mr.Tall" showed him places, he showed him a cove by the ocean and that the wind never blew there.  He said that he and "Mr.Tall" used to fight pirates alot.  According to Thomas, "Mr.Tall" hates Pirate Captains.  I asked Thomas why he and "Mr.Tall" didn't get along anymore, but he just started crying and shouting, "HE WON'T LEAVE!  HE WON'T LEAVE!".  I hope that we will make more progress in the coming weeks, Thomas really is a good child and doesn't deserve to live a life plagued by mental illness.

Dr.Richards' Notes 1/1/04

Today I had my first session with Thomas Matthews.  Thomas' parents, William and Nancy Matthews, told me that when Thomas was eight he began to tell them stories of "Mr.Tall", Thomas' imaginary friend.  In the beginning, the stories were just that they played "hide and go seek"or that they played "Pirates", but as time went on, specifically around Thomas' tenth birthday in November, the stories became rather strange.  For example, one time he told them that they played "in Thomas' head".  His parents thought this, coupled with the fact that it is unusual for children the age of ten to still have imaginary friends, could be signs of psychological problems.  Near the end of November,(Thomas' birthday is the fifth), Thomas began to complain to his parents that "Mr.Tall" refused to leave even after Thomas had told him to.  Then came the night terrors where Thomas would wake up screaming that "Mr.Tall" wanted to take Thomas away.  Then Thomas started having panic attacks and would randomly burst into tears.  On December 27th, at 3:00 A.M., Thomas came into his parents' bedroom covered in blood screaming that "Mr.Tall" was going to kill him.  The police never identified whose blood it was, and Thomas took a lie detector test proving that he'd not killed anyone or anything, nor had anyone hurt him. His parents had him commited here on December 31st.  During our session today I only tried to get to know Thomas.  He likes the television show "Dragon Ball Z" and "Samurai Jack".  He also wants to be a doctor when he grows up.   I plan to begin discerning what exactly is going on with Thomas' psyche tomorrow.

Update

Hey guys it's John, and I'm here to tell you what's happened since Erics post on the 27th last month.  Well, we found an off-campus apartment to stay at, and that WAS all that was signifigant about my life until I woke up 3 days ago and found an envelope in our mailbox.  It had "Read Me" written on it, so you can guess what I did with it.  The note said the following:

"U-Haul Self Storage Unit 13
-A Friend"

I went to the storage unit the next day, turns out it was under my name.  When I opened up the unit, I found 2 boxes in it and a small box with a SD card in it.  In one were the files from Thomas Matthew's stay at St.Michaels Home for The Mentally Troubled.  They were his therapist's notes on Thomas' behavior during their sessions and what their sessions were actually about. In the other were two journals, Thomas'.  I'm going to begin posting the documents and Thomas' journal entries.  As useful as all of this will probably be, I still don't know who "A friend" is.  And I also don't know how he got ahold of the files and Thomas' journals.  My cough has been getting worse, but I haven't gotten the notebooks.  I've also not seen Slender Man in the past week, which isn't to say I see him often, but I will see him as I drive down the road occasionly, well enough to notice I've not seen him in a few days.  It was acutally pretty normal up until 3 days ago.  I actually got to enjoy TOONAMI without Slender Man on my mind.

Stay Gold...

MY weekend

Hey guys, it's Eric and you'll never guess who I ran into.  I was playing Fallout 3 with John after TOONAMI had gone off, and realized that I'd left my phone in my car.  I go on down to the parking lot, open my door, and nearly get stabbed to death by Advcate.  No idea how the piece of craps alive, but apparently wearing a mask makes you imune to 2 bullets to the head.  He lunges at me after I open the door and gets me to ground.  He tried to stab my head, but I'm able to move it out of the way each time.  He tries for the fourth time and I catch his hand with mine.  I'm able to throw his knife to the ground.  I punch his mask, and he gets up and runs.  I chase after him for about a mile, but he ran into the woods after that.  I told John what happened after I got back and he had a panic attack.  Can anyone tell me how he survived 2 shots to the head.  Please.

weird dreams...

Hey, this is John, I've been having this weird dream for the past two nights, and I wouldn't make a post about a dream that's been goin' on for only two nights but I can remember every little detail.  It always starts off with me in a dark room.  I get the sense that I'm being watched,(gee I wonder by who).  Then, out of nowhere, this bright light shines down on me.  Then after my eyes adjust to the unbelieveably bright light, I can see that I'm surrounded by three mirrors.  In one is me, except I look lifeless and I'm sitting down leaning against a wall like a rag doll.  There're these weird black lines coming from my wrists, elbows, shoulders, ankles, knees, and thighs.  They go out to the mirror's edges.  Then in one, I'm standing there with these old war veteran eyes.  I reach in my pocket and pull out that .22.  I tap the glass, pointing to the mirror behind me that I hadn't looked at.  When I turn, I see the Slender Man standing there with his head tilted to the side, and he has the thin little black lines coming out of him going into the ragdoll reflection.  I look back at the reflection with the gun and he's standing there ready to shot and does.  When the glass shatters, Slender Man's tendrils launch out full force and wrap around me and jerk me in to his mirror.  After that I wake up with a nose bleed screaming.  Why do I feel like I'm going to have to pick up a gun again?

Thing're pretty rough right now

Hey guys, this is Eric, and I'm posting here cause I'm really worried for John and stuffs been messed up lately.  Okay, yeah I know, having some demon thing hunt you isn't exactly good, but I mean since he was in the hospital and since he shot Advcate(rest in pieces btw), he's not been doin so hot.  He's gotten that cough that everyone gets when this thing starts screwing with their life.  He sleeps when he's not in class and he's not really studying.  Not to mention I've been hearing sobs come from his room at night.  Saying things like "I'm sorry" and "What have I become" and whenever I confront him over it he just says "I'm goin through a rough patch man, that's all".  I'm worried that he's going to have a breakdown and kill himself or something.  You know, honestly, for awhile I thought that this whole slenderman thing was just that Advcate a-hole dressing up and screwing with John, but today I saw him.  It's been raining for the past two days and I was making a food run, when I looked around the parking lot for my car, I saw him standing near the edge of the lot.  I dropped the food at that point, picked it back up, and ran to my car and slung the food in it.  It was honestly one of the scariest moments of my life.  He was just there, almost as if didn't matter that it was raining, that there was a walmart there, or that people were there.  Like he'd still be there even if nothing else was.  He was gone after I had dropped the food so I think he was only there so I could know he exsisted and wasn't another way for Advcate to screw with me and John.    The police took John's gun for evidence, so I think I'm going to buy a new(and stronger) one.  Not for John though, I honestly don't think he'll ever touch another one to be honest with you guys.  Its weird, you know?  It really feels like its just John and me fighting this thing, and yet whenever I log on to post, it always says that its gotten like over a hundred views or something.  Thanks for keeping up with us guys, it really means alot.  Espeacially in rough times like these.  Anyone whos dealing with the same crap me and John are being served on a daily basis and has any advice, please share it with us.  Well later, I guess.

Why we haven't been posting...

After I got out of the hospital...I went and bought a gun and a pack of ammo(it was a .22).  Life went normally for the first week, but on the Monday of the second week of being home from I got a..........a...oh God...I got a message from Advcate.  But this time I guess he decided that he didn't want to go through the trouble of breaking in and using my computer to post, so he decided to get a cat, gut it, and use its blood to write the following:"come and find me i left you a hint in the car".  After I vomited for 20 minutes and threw out the cat, I went to my car.  I found a piece found paper with "434 magnolia drive" written on it with blood and an operator symbol under it for good measure.  I drove to the location with the gun.  It was just an empty house that for sale, and this one wasn't off in the woods somewhere, it was actually in a normal neighborhood.  I walked in and turned on my flash light.  After I looked in every room and couldn't find him anywhere, I readied my gun.  I was back in the living room when he charged out of the closet.  I fired 2 shots and he was dead.  I curled in a ball a waited for the cops to show.  When they arrived, I showed them my room with the message on the door and the note in my car.  They didn't press any charges since they said it was in self defense.  I killed someone guys.  I don't care if Slender Man brainwashed him, he was still a human life........and I took it.  Please understand why I've been inactive.

I hate you

I hate you Advcate.  Really I do.  Yesterday, I go out with Eric to Chili's and we eat so much spicy food.  We talk and reminisce about high school.  And then we head on back to the dorm room and decide to watch Dirty Harry once we arrive there.  I walk to the elevator and press the button to out floor, and when the doors close, I see that some one has carved half an operator symbol on each door so that when they fully close, we get a whole image like a demented MAD magazine.  Me and Eric prepare ourselves for whatever we'll be finding.  We open the door and the lights are off.  I turn the lights on there's no one there, so I go to check the bathroom and Eric goes to check our two closets.  When I leave the bathroom and turn I see him standing in front of the door into our room.  He's facing me just standing there, breatheing heavily.  Kinda like V from V For Vendetta.  I yell for Eric and he runs out.  We all stand there for what felt like HOURs but was obviously less than thirty seconds.  He runs at me and Eric and me run at him.  That's when it happens.  I feel a cold piece of metal slide into my stomach.  Then again.  And again.  AND AGAIN!  I fall backwards with the knife inside my stomach, and Eric tackles him to the ground.  Advcate gets Eric off of him and dive out of our window.  we're on the fourth floor.  When Eric checked, his body wasn't down there.  I'm in the Hospital now.  I'll be here for about a week.  Now in response to what you put up yesterday, I will remember that next time I think of Zeke.  You know why?  Because Zeke Strahm died not blaming the world for what happened to him, but thinking of the Hybrid guys and Celeste.  All I see in that video is a soilder going home after serving a very long tour of duty.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwOI0oKCR-w  

keep this one in mind next time you talk about those who inspire you jonny boy
-The Advcate

Raining

I've been going over the files and there's a good bit of information on the kid who went missing.  His name was Thomas Matthews and he was about 12 years old when the house burned down, and that was in June of 2005.  When he was 8 he started telling his Mom and Dad about his "friend" Mr.Tall.  Eventually Thomas began to  start having panic attacks and crying.  When he told his parents why, they had him commited to a mental hostpital.  The name of the hospital was St.Michael's Home for The Mentally Troubled.  It's actually only an hour and a half away from where I live.  He was there for about 2 years, and the day he got home, it burned down.  He's been missing ever since.  My guess, Slendy started to drive the kid mad, did, and when they fixed him, burned his house down and took to wherever he takes the people he takes because he's an EXTREMELY poor loser.  That's what I've been doing since Friday.

What happened

Okay, me and Eric went to the library, just as I said we would.  We got ahold of old newspapers and began looking for anything on crappy shack.  After about 4 hours of searching, I found an article.  Tell me if you've heard this one before.  House bursts into flames with no known cause.  A Mother and Father die, and the child's body is never found.  With Slender Man standing in a tree not very far from the edge of the frame.  Add a creepy little line about the photographer going missing and we've got a post on SomethingAwful!  When I asked for some more information, the lady at the desk said that she couldn't show us it for some bullcrap reason about something in her work contract.  So, we broke in later that night.  I don't know why Eric went along with it, he seemed to think I'd flipped my lid.  Probably worried about me hurting someone or myself.  Anyway, we get into the library and we turn on our flashlights, and get our cameras out to take some pictures of the files for futher study.  Eric says he'll go in for it.  I hear the sound of filing cabinents opening and manilla folders flicking.  I hear the camera go off about 6 or 7 times.  Then Eric turns around after finishing a cabinent off, and there he was, Advcate.  Advcate charges at him and knocks him down.  I manage to tackle him before he does anything, A-Hole tried to stab me again!  But this time I had Eric and he knocked the knife out of his hand.  Advcate kicked Eric in the face and ran through the glass window, no doubt to set the alarm off for us.  We managed to escape with our little bit of information.

I've Made My decision

I've been thinking about everything that's happened since Sunday, and I've come to the conclusion that I just can't take this.  I can't take the paranoia, the nightmare, or the whispers I've been hearing when I wake up in the mornings.  So, I've decided to take the option that someone who I initially thought was just fiction but now admire more than anyone, I'm going to take the Zeke Strahm approach and go down fighting this thing even if it gets me strung up in a tree.  I'm going to be heading to the library with Eric Friday to do some research on that house and street's history.  Now, for anyone that's been wondering throughout this entire post, no I haven't seen The Slender Man since Sunday.  That's right, I'm not going to say HIM or //Construct//.  I'm going to go take a nap, haven't slept since Sunday.

Last Night changed EVERYTHING

Hey guys, its John, yay I'm back and....I need to tell you guys what happened.  Okay, so I saw that message and told Eric that I would call the cops once I saw this guy and then call him after the cops showed.  I walked for hours looking for that address, heck I even was going to give up around 4:30 P.M.  However, I saw a mailbox(Yeah no house, just a mailbox, house must've burned down) that said "121 Rocky Drive"  around 6:30P.M. and walked down the dirt road it was on.  It went up hill, and when I got to the top of the hill, I saw him.  The Advcate.  He was standing there in what looked like a black robe and a mask of some kind, I couldn't make it out from where I was.  He noticed me and started to run.  He had taken a turn into the woods and I had followed him with my cellphone about to try to call the police station with my one whole bar of signal.  The call wouldn't go through, but I was able to catch up with the S.O.B.  This time I was able to make out his mask.  It was like one of those happy and sad faces you see at theaters to represent comedy and drama, except....except it had no expression.  Anyway, I caught up with him and tackled him.  He punched me in the mouth and busted my lip.  I tried knock his mask off so I could help Identify him if he got away and I managed to get away so, but it must've be tied onto his head with a strap of some kind.  He pulled our a knife and tried to stab me, but only managed to cut my arm, albiet deeply, but still just a cut.  That got me off him and he ran.  I sat there for a few minutes and realized the sun had practically set and got up.  I turned around and thats when I saw him.  Standing there just watching me and can only guess he had been there during my scuffle as well.  It was just like all the videos showed him and the blogs described him as.  Tall, maybe 8 feet so, wearing a business suit, Ungodly thin physique, arms far too long for any human, and....and the piece of resistance of the moment my life became a literal nightmare, a head with no signs of any facial features.  I was so horrified I-I couldn't believe it everytime I read a blog or watched a video I couldn't understand why they described so much horror at the sheer sight of him.  I just thought "Yeah he's scary, but certainly not freeze in your foot steps scary.".  Everyone thinks that but everything about him is just so....wrong.  I mean his physiology makes absolutely no sense, and the way he just watches, with you knowing he could whip out those tendrils at any moment.  Yes, there he was right in front of my face, The Slender Man.  After I managed to unfreeze, I immediately ran back the way I came, but he was there everytime I looked to the side to check the forest.  He was there EVERYTIME!  And then....and then he was IN FRONT OF ME!  I tried to run, but that's where my memory ends.   I woke up right outside my dorm room's door at 6:00 A.M.  I..............I have no idea WHAT I'm going to do.  I'm I'm shaking, I didn't go to ANY of my classes today.  I've just been in my room with the blinds closed, door locked, and all the lights on.  This is where it begins isn't it?  The destruction of everything, my friends, family, sanity, and finally my life all together.

Hey guys, Eric here and John's been gone since about 10:00A.M.  After he saw the last post, he told me that he'd seen that place once while hiking and was going to take care of the A-Hole who's been hacking the blog.  He'd said he'd call the cops after finding The Advcate and I haven't gotten a call from him or the cops on anything.......I'm filing a missing persons report tomorrow.

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i'll see you there jonny boy
-The Advcate

Okay guys, this needs to STOP!

I saw the last post.  That picture is of MY computer monitor taken what I guess is before "The Adovicate"(yeah learn to spell) made his post.  That means he broke into my dorm room, logged onto my computer, and made that post.  I'm scared for my life, and I don't know what to do.  I called the cops, no fingerprints on the key board except my own.  I'm scared.  Apparently I'm vulnerable.  And I'm unsure of how long I have until that psycho makes his next move.  All I can say is this, if you want to get me, do it.  I won't call the cops(They think I lied about the break in at the dorm), and you can have me.  Your move A-hole.

Ha-ha-ha, Oh jonny boy you think that My LittLE post was simple hack?!  oh no my FRiend, how you underestimate my abilities.  oh and jonny boy's little readers, you really shouldn't trust what you read.
-The Advcate


p.s.
heres a picture for you jonny

Uh guys?

I didn't post that post yester day, I went to my classes and there were no animals on the campus.  I mean, me and Eric actually went to Pizza Hut.  So, whoever hacked my account last time hacked it again.  This scares me, that some troll obsessed with The Mythos is trying to convice me that they're real as well.  I mean, they aren't real right?  I mean, the real world is full of McDonalds, Video Games, Pizza Hut, Comic Books, School, and Hiking(For me anyway).  So how can the world I live in that has so much order and logic also have an interdimesional demon who attacks kids, film students, fittness guys, A random guy in Florida, and hard boiled detectives who didn't desereve to go the way they did?  So, everythings good, no crazy animal stuff, I just got hacked.

I didn't attend class today, nobody did, the ENTIRE CAMPUS WAS COVERED IN DEAD ANIMALS!  They were in trees for God's sake!  I swear to God I-I don't know what to even to think at this point.  I mean I honestly think that The Slender Man is out to get me, or at least some psycho who's obsessed with The Mythos that wants to drive me insane.  I am honestly fearing for my life right now.

WTF?!?!!?

Hey guys, it John, and uh, yeah I don't know what was up with that post either.  I'll be honest, I'm pretty freaked due to the fact, the post you know, LOOKED LIKE SOMETHING OUT OF A F*&^ING SLENDERBLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I have no idea what to do, I called the cops and they said they couldn't track the signal or anything like on NCIS.  I'm scared and I've only left my dorm for my classes, so I've not left my room after 12:30 P.M.  I did get a chance to read Born Again, and I can post my thoughts, might take my mind off the whole thing, you know?  I LOVED it, would be the quick way of puttin things, but I'll go a TAD more indepth.  I really liked watching Matt slowly break down, I felt bad when he did something that was so far beneath him, especially the scene where "Foggy" says that he should go attack The Kingpin.  I also really liked the fact that the book puts so little inphasis onto when he's in costume in the beginning, but MAJOR inphasis on it later.  I liked the way Frank Miller wrote Captian America as well, it was funny seeing him think not to be angry at the computer like an "old man" would.  This book also DRASTICALLY changes the way I look at Mark Waid's current Daredevil Run.  Seriously, it feels like Mark Waid's chipper Daredevil is where Frank Miller wanted Matt's character to go post BORN AGAIN, happier with his life even though his life has had some pretty crappy turns.  So yeah, a very good book and it has lead me to the decision that next time I get the cash I'll buy Frank Miller's Daredevil:Man Without Fear!

Hoping my life isn't becoming a Slenderblog...

Hope you like whAt i did to your room jonny boy.
-The Advocate

Hiatus is officially over!

Hey guys, it's John, andI'm sorry for not posting since 6 days ago.  I do have a reason for that though, somebody broke into my dorm room!  He came in and trashed every thing except the desk my laptop was on, I was TICKED!  I called the cops, and guess what they said, "Not enough evidence."!  And I heard one of the cops say that me and Eric looked like stoners and it was probably something we did while we were high!  I've never touched drugs and neither has Eric!!!!  Anyway, I'm still waiting for Daredevil:Born Again to arrive, and I am getting just a TAD impatient.  Oh, and I'll be posting some more A Detective Story this weekend to.  So, yeah, this officially is the end of my 6 day hiatus.  And now back to the glorious Owl City playlist on Youtube!

Ahsta Lavista Baby...

Hey guys

Hey guys, I wanted to make this post today since I haven't made a single un"A Detective Story" realated post in two days.  Well I finished Daredvil Visionaries:Frank Miller Volume 2 today, and I shall now post my thoughts on it.  

Awesome, that describes it all in one word.  I love how Matt's written here, he's driven and strong.  I also loved to see Turk and Gratto be idiots every other issue.  I also really enjoyed Miller's Bullseye, the character makes for a great villian.  I really like his Joker-esque attitude.  But I have to say that The Kingpin steals the show as Daredevil's greatest foe.  I LOVED the whole Vanessa affair, he was beautifully equal parts sympathetic and evil, but he wouldn't have become so evil had the love of his life not been so viscously taken away from him, all in all beautifully complex.  I also enjoyed the ark's conclusion.  I didn't really get why so many liked Elektra, in this ark she's totally unlikeable until she spares Foggy.  Which was more so out of the possibility of her becoming likeable than anything.  But I can't say anything on who she's become over the years of her own series and different writers.  I also love the fact that this collection end on the note of Matt finally realizeing that she's really dead(Miller obviously wanted her to stay so by the way the issue's written.).  Miller's art is also fantastic, much better than what it's devolved to over the years, I personally wished it had stayed here or between or at The Dark Knight Returns.  One of my favorite issues in this collection in the Ben Urich one, I'd read a series all about him if it was written that well.

I also recently bought/watched the Director's Cut of Daredevil(2003), and it is a MUCH better movie and I think most Daredevil fans would enjoy this cut.  And for the last part of this Daredevil-centered post, I recently bought Daredevil:Born Again off ebay, and I am excitedly awaiting its arrival.

Now onto my real lift, I attended Sheila's funeral today, I know I didn't like her, but I felt I had to.  Her parents were there and her whole family.  As a pick-me-up, Eric watched my Daredevil Director's Cut with me, it was rather nice.

Later Gatoers...

A Detective Story

Chapter 2:The Scene of The Crime

I walk out side and pull out a cigarette and take a drag, things start to be a little easier to put up with.  The storm, my coffee getting water in it due to said rain, and what I'm going out of my way in this storm to go see.  I pull up around 15 maybe 20 minutes later, and it's just as bad as the file's descriptions and photos.  She's in a back alley, rats and trash roaming freely, and maybe the occasional stray dog or cat.  "Who found the body?", I ask one of the EMTs who found the body,"It was the bartender inside.", he tells me.  I find the moe and she has curly red hair and a tatoo of cross with Jesus on her right arm.  Her name's Jenny, this was our conversation, which I could barely stand due to her yellow teeth and the stink of tobacco on her breath:

B:Had she ever come into the bar before?

J:No, this was 'er first time comin' in, and she seemed nervous about even orderin' a LIGHT beer, you know the type that just turned 21?

B:Ha, yeah, did she talk to anyone whil she was in there?

J:This one guy kept tryin' ta' flirt with 'er, but she kept turnin' him down. 

B:What'd this guy look like?

J:He was about 6'1, dark brown hair, looked about to be in his 30's, big nose, had this funky lookin' mole on his eye brow, and had a glass eye.

B:Thanks.

I may just stop by her joint, anyway, I noticed a blood stain on the trash can behind the bar.

-John

A Detective Story

Chapter 1:The Assignment

I came into the office around 5:00A.M., and I was on my first cup of Joe.  It was coming down pretty hard, rain was even louder than Louie's TV.  Lights kept flickering so you'd be in darkness for about two minutes after every five minutes of light.  Wasn't much to look at though, just me and three other guys sitting at desks in a room with only one window, and a crappy 70's TV. Wall paper peeling and some awful smell coming from Rickie's desk.  Kirby came in and handed me a case file, and was out of the room not a minute later.  I looked at it, murder victim, fifth one of its kind.  Arteries in the arms stabbed.  Eyes burned out of the sockets.  And the piece of resitance for this guy, the stomach cut open and absent of any organs.  I closed it, grabbed my trench coat, hat, and my joe.  After that I was out the door.  I'm detective Ben Conners and this is my story.


Just a story I'm doin' for the fun of it
-John

Awesome!

I've been reading my Daredevil comic, and it takes my breath away every page.  Also, I saw the everymanHYBRID video, and it was pretty epic.  I'm currently listening to the song in that video(I can't Decide by The Scisccor Sisters for anyone wondering), and  have been since I watched it, its just that catchy!  You can always depend on HABIT to put out some awesome tunes to be evil to and whatnot. Well just postin' to post...

I'm doin' good guys

Hey guys, John here, and  I wanted to make a post to let everyone know that it's all good, and I'm not still all bummed out.  I just felt bad about talking bad about a girl who had her life taken away from her WAY to harshly and slowly.

Sheila Grace Anne
1988-2012
R.I.P.

In other much happier news, TOONAMI was back for one night Saturday, and, if only for 1 night, I was 13 on a school day afternoon watchin' DBZ OG, Gundam Wing, Yu-Yu Hakusho, and Trigun.  That was awesome and I hope they bring it back for good one day since the feed back from that was so good.  Also, my Daredevil book came in, and I'm about to consume its contents after this post.  Also, as he posted Saturday, Eric came home Sunday due to his awesome bonding with his family, which was flippin' awesome. 

Stay Gold Space Cowboys...

Family and what not!

Sup ya'll?   It be Eric and what not and I'm chillin' with my brother and sister(sorry johnny boy, not gettin' home 'till Sunday).  Well, my bro's name is Tommy, like the Chris Farley movie :D, and my sisters' names are Stephanie and Mary-Jane(but where's perter?).  But yeah I got here around 11:30 this mornin' and well, we blowin' the lid of this mother since then.  Tommy here is really big on  them ding dangin' vider games and we been rockin' some multi-player!  Steph and Mary enjoy comics(It runs in the family don cha' know?), and I showed her some of John's Mirage Turtle comics, it was pretty boss.  pretty boss indeed.  Oh, and John, I heard about Sheila man, that is pretty rough.  \


Adio's!

Noon news came on, and....Th-They found shiela's body in the woods.    I-I just can't believe that this happened, I mean she may have been annoying, but she was still a human being.  She was still someone's kid.  She was still someone's sister.  She had a thousand pets for God's sake!  They said that her body was "Near avicerated", th-that's just messed up!  I'm gonna tell the cop's that I knew her and that I'm worried that whoever got her may come after me, and then I don't think I'll be leaving my dorm room except to check my mail today.  This is just so many  levels of messed up....I actually was glad when her boss said she didn't come in today..........what's wrong with me!?!

Friday

So, yeah, yesterday one of my comic books came in(The Spiderman one)and I pretty much just consumed everything in that book.  My only complaint is that most of it was just Peter having his powers and being an A-Hole with 'em.  Don't get me wrong it's written pretty well and all, but he's only spidey for the last story.  But you wanna know the worst part of it all, Bendis' spidey is REALLY funny in the wise-crackin' department.  So, yeah that was that book, and the Daredevil one may show up today, and if it  does I'll probably post my thoughts on it.  Now onto what all of you non-exsistant readers are just aching to learn about, how was the date with Sheila?  Well I picked her up around 8 and took her to this Itallian place, not too fancy but just fancy enough for out first date.  So we pull up and I order some lasanga and she gets the chicken alfredo.  And then it began, she started on her pets.  Now, I LOVE animals and all, but DANG did she know how to go on and on and on and on and on and on and on(was that annoying to read over and over again, times 1000!).  And then, when the bill shows up, she goes to the bathroom to "Powder her nose." and stiffs me.  Oh, and she musta' known how bad the date was, because she quit her job at the comic book store.  So, yeah, Friday sucked on the date with Sheila side of things,but I called Eric about it and when I got home, pizza and D&D.  So, atleast he had my back.  At one point he had a giant cabbage come after my mage, which was bull crap, you hear me BULL CRAP.  Also, did anyone else check out Dr.Cario's newest vids, dude's gone total proxy!  Oh, and remember that tape of Zeke with that Mary chick, yeah it turned up on his channel.  And I have to say, that guy really knew how to play Zeke, THAT was the dude with the balls to shoot slendy, THAT was the guy who went to Damien's town and gave us some actual closer for Dreams in Darkness(which I read yesterday, and it completely blew me away).  Oh, and Eric left this morning to go visit his brother and sister for the first time, so, AWESOME!  He should be back about around 12 or 1 tonight.  He'd probably stick around longer if wasn't for higher education and what not.  So, yeah that was Friday.  I'll probably post later today if the comic shows up.  Later Gateors...

Whazz up

This is Eric and I be here to blab about mez lifez.  Okay, okay, now that the meme reference is over, I shall tell you guys about my totally boring day.  After I was finished with my classes today, I got a call from my Dad.  I should probably explain about me and my Dad.  When I was a kid, my Dad ran out on me and my Mom, and I really hated his guts for some pretty obvious reasons most of life up until I was about 14(he left when I was like 5).  He called my Mom's number, who appropriately hung up.  After my Mom went to her job, he called back and we...well we just...talked to be honest.  He told me that he didn't want my or my Mom's forgiveness, just a chance to earn it.  So, after that, he started sending us money(which came in handy most of the time), and eventually he was allowed patial custody.  And since that, me and my Dad have been pretty close.  Back to the call, he called me to tell me where he had been all those years.  He had told my Mom but never me, so I was pretty curious as to why he had left.  He left to be with a girl he had met, they ended up having two daughters and one son together, but she cheated on him(what goes around comes around)and left him for said guy.  He told me that she finally said that I could meet them, and I'm pretty psyched to meet my bro and sisters for the first time.  Well, after that I just ordered a pizza and played some Fallout 3, so yeah that was me day.

Got her number :D

As the title suggests, I got the chick at the comic book store(Sheila)'s number,and we are goin' out Friday at eight(Booyah!).  Aside from that, I've been doin' alotta school stuffs, tests and all coming up soon.  I did go out with Eric to Pizza Hut!  While we were there, this big chick came up and got a few slices, and I swear, she could eat one slice in nearly one bite!  After that, we headed back to the dorm and played Fallout 3, but when I went to go to the bathroom, Eric had left a thing of salsa where I had put my controller.  So, I appropriately threw it at his head, and after that he learned a lesson and showered.  I also saw that Marble Hornets updated, and I thought that the entry was a TON more satisfying than the last one.  Oh yeah, I'm a pretty big Slenderverse freak you know, EMH, Just Another Fool, Tribe Twelve, darkharvest00, Bone Creek Story(which went way down hill), caughtnotsleeping(what was up with that last video?), Seeking Truth/The Mystic, The Tutorial, 5zer02(bullcrap ending btw), TJA Film Projects(Awesome), and Scared(Ended pretty crappy).  So, yeah, that's pretty much all for today.  Oh yeah, and Eric may make some posts since I gave him the password.

We are The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.  We strike hard, and fade into the night.(That's right, I've read The Mirage Studios stuff!)

Ebay and Fallout 3

You know what's da bomb?  Well the A-Bomb in Megaton of course.  Anywho, I just got back from Pizza Hut and the comic shop and figured I'd write in here.  I did create it to write down crap that goes down in my life.  Me and my friend Eric went down to the comic shop today, and we scored a pretty sweet deal on some Question and Blue Beetle(Ted Kord) books.  The chick who sold us the comics was actually pretty hot, I might just ask her out.  Afterward we went back to the dorm room and played some Fallout 3.  Oh, and on Fallout 3, does anyone know where the heck the Super-Duper Mart is?  I can't find it and I'm doiing the quest for that girl making the Wasteland Survival Guide.  Anyway, while we were playing Fallout 3, Eric got the crap kicked outta him by a Radroach.  I guess I should explain exactly who Eric is since this is the first time I've mentioned him.  Eric's a pretty tall dude with some seriously shaggy brown hair.  He's also been my friend since High School.  We're pretty close he and I.  After that I bought Daredevil Visionaries:Frank Miller Vol.2 and Ultimate Spiderman Vol.1 Power and Responsibility, for 13 bucks total, and free shipping!  I know I am the God of finding awesome deals.  Well I'm gonna go watch Samurai Champloo, later gators....

Born out of boredom

Hi, I'm John, and I'm a college sophmore in Illinois, and it's Saturday and I'm bored, so I decided to start a blog, I always thought it'd be cool to have one.  As for what I look like, I'm about 6'4 and I have baggy black hair and some eye bags goin' on(No I'm not some L wanna be), and I usually wear jeans and my flannel jacket.  I'm a comic book geek, and right now I'm reading Mark Waid's 8th issue of Daredevil(for the third time might I add).  My hobbies are comics writing and hanging out with my possie(That's right I'm bringin' it back).  And I think I'm gonna go grab a choclate shake from Mcdonald's and play Fallout 3. 

See You in Space Cowboys...