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Sunday, 23 January 2011

Ava's Missing.

Ava's missing.

She just stormed into the Guestroom, which I told her not to enter and screamed at me when I tried to stop her from leaving. I screamed back but she'd already knocked me out with some kind of spraycan (I knew I shouldn't have let her order shit over the internet) and locked me in the front room with all the dogs. I'm using the main computer and I just checked over her last post.

I haven't looked outside yet, but at least I now know why she was so angry. I thought He'd possessed her, He can do that, right?

Ava, baby if you're reading this, come home honey, please. I know what you took from the Guestroom and it won't work on Him. You know that! Sweetheart, please, you have to come home!

Please don't die, honey.

16 comments:

  1. Shit, okay, Ava mommy I want you to listen to me very carefully, alright?

    Lock all of your doors and windows, make sure you're in a room that you can see everything from, and have a blunt or sharp object near by that you /know/ you can fight with. Do not look outside, there's a chance you're gonna see something you don't like that might drive you out of control as well. Keep yourself near something that can alert you if it's getting close- music, television, etc. If it comes in do not try to fight, get outta there and head somewhere public. But if it stays outside the house, stay put.

    Daisee, that's your name, right? What did she take from the Guestroom?

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  2. I'll have you know /Tony/ that /I/ am perfectly fine. I do actually have more than just decorative knives.

    Four vicious dogs help too.

    He isn't outside. That's the point. Ava fucking WENT LOOKING FOR HIM OR HIS PROXY.

    Yes. That's my name, I've stated it clearly in the past, you aren't blind.

    I've been making several things, I did actually have a life before Computer Technician you know. I'm surprised Leelee didn't mention that her Mum was a bomb tech for the Metropolitan Police.

    She's taken the 12 battery acid bombs I made. I've been hoarding batteries for some time now, and recently used the car battery.

    She's taken ALL TWELVE. And NONE of the dogs.

    Fuckdamn that BASTARD. If he hurts her, I'll fucking rip his eyes out and shove them so far down his throat he shits himself everytime he blinks.

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  3. She seemed so strong-minded, yeah? What the fu...I wouldn't have been the one to predict this. he IT needs to touch to possess, yes? Or have I been...misinformed?

    Ava is strong. Only a strong one could have built up the courage to blow off his arms. Only a smart one could have figured out how to do so. Battery acid bombs? Even if they wouldn't hurt It, I'd be scared if I was It. Maybe she should have taken the dogs. At least one.

    But...so many people just going missing. Leaving. This can't be a good sign. Are we faltering? Are we failing?

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  4. Hehe, you remind me of my wife, Daisee. Good to know you have all of that- now that you've listed it, make sure it's all near.

    Bombs- Christ woman what were you thinking when you decided to make those? Explosions won't work on something that can be there one second and the next be right behind you. And your daughter is roaming the streets with twelve bombs- great, perfect, this is fantastic. You have no idea where she might've gone? Not even an inkling, she didn't mention some place before that seemed like a hangout spot that it'd be at?

    Not to shoot down your threat but the goddamn thing doesn't have eyes. I'd recommend you don't confront it, Daisee. For now you need to work out where the hell Ava went before you go open a can of kick ass.

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  5. SEEMED?! SHE HASN'T BEEN POSSESSED. MY DAUGHTER HAS BEEN PISSED OFF. I CAN'T GET OUT OF THE ROOM SHE LOCKED ME IN. SHE'S OUTSIDE SOMEWHERE DOING SOMETHING AND I CAN'T HELP HER.

    SHE ISN'T STUPID, SHE KNOWS THIS WON'T WORK. THAT'S WHAT'S SCARING ME. I DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE'S DOING. I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS. SHE KNOWS THEY WON'T WORK AGAINST HIM AND SHE ISN'T SUICIDAL, SO I DON'T KNOW WHO OR WHAT IS HAPPENING.

    OH SHUT UP, CHILD. GET A SPINE, WE'RE ALL A STRONG GROUP OF LIVE PEOPLE, DON'T POST THAT ANGSTY SHIT ON MY DAUGHTER'S BLOG.

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  6. Oh, Tony, I didn't see you there.

    Of course it's near you jackass, I'm not going to leave the only things that can protect me just LYING about.

    Shut up. They were GOING to be electronically charged, I was going to have them have a small independent current running through each bomb, the acid would react and it would be more than an explosion.

    Huh. Well, you certainly don't remind me of my asshole ex-husband.

    Hangout spot? My Daughter is HOME-SCHOOLED. She /has/ no hangouts. I DON'T KNOW.

    I know He doesn't. But that fucker who was at our window did.

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  7. Hurm. I see how this might take off for me. I'm sorry, Miss - Missus? - Daisee. I did not mean to aggravate. I can't understand how horrible this feels. Relationships with other people, I do not have. I did not mean to say she was not strong-minded, nor that she was possessed, only that I recognized her as strong, smart. I AM sure she will be fine. Found. And fast. Possibly the man at the window will return. Possibly you can interrogate him. Possibly you can set the dogs on him and rip his throat out. Or do so with your own hands.

    Personally, I think that making bombs was a great idea. Explosives distract if not harm.

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  8. Huh, sorta glad you didn't. You have one hell of a temper, woman.

    Well sorry for actually trying to care for once in my life- you aren't exactly making yourself out to be rational and calm right now.

    Sure am glad I don't because if I did you would probably hate me even more right now. But this is all beside the point so let's get back on topic: your daughter has all the bombs.

    I didn't mean a hangout spot that /she/ likes to go to, I mean a spot that she has seen /it/ at. Somewhere where she's noticed it likes to be or any minions are near. Surely she's said /something/ to you.

    Wait, did he come back after the cake incident?

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  9. I don't HATE you. I don't even HATE the child over there. I have room for only one object of HATE in my life and that's the No-Faced Bastard.

    Oh I'm SO DAMN SORRY that I'm wired on fear and adrenaline right now. Of course! Maybe I should be more like my INTJ Daughter!! That way I could leave all my emotions behind!!

    She sees Him all the time. He's always there, even when she doesn't mention it on this blog. He's always at the window or on her way to the shops or SOMETHING.

    Obviously, he was the one that gutted the cats. Slendershit was the one that impaled their carcasses on the fence outside Leelee's window.

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  10. And Frap, that's Ms Delaney to you, child. I'm old enough to be your Mother.

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  11. Well it's good to know that your have your priorities straight.

    /That's/ why you need to calm down. Yes, your daughter has run off with some bombs, this is why you need to calm yourself down and start /thinking/. Emotions are fine and dandy to have, but you need to stop concentrating on how scared you are and start finding a way out of the house! Fear is what the thing feeds off of and right now you are letting it in, Daisee.

    It does that to break you, to drive you up the wall with fear and paranoia. But if you stay strong, it can't get to you like it can to others.

    Shit, we know her motive then. She's probably gonna try and find that bastard.

    Okay, the room that you're in, does it have any windows? Or is it just one door? Where exactly are you being kept?

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  12. I hate to say you're right, Tony. And shut up, don't say it.

    No, she's not suicidal and she's far to dedicated to her "Theories" as she calls them. She wants to get the Proxy guy. I'm almost certain of it. She knows /he's/ mortal.

    It's the Front Room, but they only open at the top and breaking them would just leave a gap for Him to get in the easy way. One door, deadlocked from the outside. She's got the key. I've got the four dogs with me, some knives and there should have been a cricket bat in here too.

    Shit. She took that too.

    I've got the computer on, all the radios, the TV the dogs seem calm, so he isn't around.

    Yet.

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  13. Hehe, I won't say anything. I don't wanna get my ass kicked too.

    Well then, do you know if he hangs around anywhere except your house? Maybe she's seen him at other places, or is thinking he stays somewhere near, which would make sense.

    Think of it this way, Daisee. You can fix a window, but not a blown up person. Can you somehow break that top part and get out? If you do you should be able to unlock the door from the outside and take the dogs with you. They good at finding things? Even if they're not, they should be able to find the trouble pretty fast, animals don't like it after all.

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  14. have to be quiet the front door just opened and i don't know if it's her

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  15. Shit shit shit shit you got a weapon near? Are the dogs growling?

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  16. Knives. Fangs. Claws. Teeth. Fists. Feet, for that matter.

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