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[[>]] [[module Rate]] [[/>]] //Is he willing to stop me, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then why am I still alive? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?// **#FF0000** Six hundred and twenty. Seven hundred and forty. Between these lies eternity. All returns to me. I don't work the same as other people. You look inside me and I've got the same blood and guts and so on and so forth. But there's just something about my brain. It's been twisted, you understand, twisted by a man who thought it would be fun. Or perhaps not. Perhaps he kept me the same and twisted the world. Or perhaps not. the teacher asked the student "why is five" the student asked the teacher "where is your face" A REVELATION A BENEDICTION A SUPERSTITION all false and yet the only truths a parable for all to witness take a good hard look **kiddies** hence I deal you some fucking mindworks The Good Doctor Made Everything He Made Me And He Filled My Mind With Thinking Parts But Perhaps The Thinking Was Wrong perhaps he misplaced the bit that makes me sometimes i hurt people then i remember that it's just a dream so i wake up and take a good hard look in the mirror and then once i calm down a little i hurt people "Children, I don't even know what your names are." the pair tells me their names and they forget "Let me bleed you." i bleed the children and they giggle and laugh and all is well what fun Sometimes, doctor, I get these brief moments of lucidity. It's so strange. Sometimes they just hit me like a wall. It's as though everything until now just didn't matter. Sometimes, doctor, I get these brief moments of lucidity. It's so strange. Sometimes they just hit me like a wall. It's as though everything until now just didn't matter. Sometimes, doctor, I get these brief moments of... I don't know how to say. perhaps I could call it 'apprehension'. Yes, APPREHENSION works quite well for what I want to say. sometimes I am hit by APPREHENSION and the world seems like nothing. I lean back and my eyes see the world not as it is but as it could be then my heart pumps hard enough that I can feel my wrists you know that bit where you are currently bleeding out of, yes doctor, those little bits that the sad people cut to make the sadness go away yes sir yes sir YOU ARE WELCOME. and my wrists throb and it is good. then the feeling comes to me when I start to breathe. I don't normally do that so it is a BIT FUCKING OFF and ODD to say the least haha? anyway I breathe out with my mouth and in with my nose. THE SENSE THE SCENTS THE SENSE OF SENSING SCENT I pity you no longer have a nose to understand my meaning here, doctor. PLEASE USE YOUR imagination. I think you could do that pretty well, Mister Doctor God sir. oh and also just before you decide to go off and do some other thing or think this is meaningless ranting from an incoherent author my name is mister redd that's my name probably i mean he GAVE me that name MISTER REDD he would say and i would say DADDY NO MORE HITTING PLEASE but i digress no wait that was you two fucks wasn't it "MISTER REDD NO MORE HITTING PLEASE" "DON'T MAKE US DRINK IT" "WHEN CAN WE SEE OUR PARENTS" i dunno, go dig them up if you want anyway the name he GAVE me was mister redd but i'm not a fucking mister anything i choose my name and i am EPICURUS or maybe not since there was already a guy named that so perhaps you can call me bob or steve or randall or 'frank' let me be frank with you but then it overwrites IT OVERWRITES AND ALL IS REDD hello my name is mister redd would you like fries with fuck you bitch i met my maker once in a dream he called himself father and we hugged and cried he said sorry for not being there and then as i cried sorry to him within my arms he died and i cried over the dead body and then i died and his corpse cried over me Mister Doctor Wondertainment Dear Mister Doctor Fuckfuckfuckfuck please unmake me The Mister Redd Product Was One Of Many (i am the mister redd product) ((as previously stated)) (((you fucking twat))) My Brothers and i guess i had a sister but she was a huge bitch let me put it that way My Siblings And I Were Made By God And Put On This Planet To ((((and i'm quoting from the fucking handbook here)))) 'help' help? help. HELP HELP HELP SEND HELP one of them taught kids the phases of the moon one of them taught kids how the body changes as you grow up one of them taught kids that maybe being on fire is not a super great life decision one of them was purple? i dunno he was a weird one <i think he was adopted> and then there was me all bottled up with HATRED AND MOTHERFUCKING ANGER and God made me to 'help' what the fuck man seriously dude though for real what the //fuuuuuuck//. so he put me down and he said OH DEAR AND BELOVED SON {that's me, shitheads} OH DEAR AND BELOVED SON I MADE YOU TOTES FUCKIN' ANGRY AND SHIT and i was like grrr yeah i'm a bit angry and stuff hehe OKAY COOL GLAD WE GOT YOU ON THE DOWN LOW and i was like yeah what were you saying OH SORRY LET ME KEEP GOING nah man its cool WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING what? ARE YOU KILLING THAT KID? yeah DUDE WHAT THE FUCK you made me like this you fucking fuck DAMN SON YOU'RE A BIT FUCKED UP well duhhhhhhhhhhhh BUT THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE I GUESS I PULLED THAT SHIT ON PURPOSE and everyone just SPAZZED THE FUCK OUT "On Purpose" straight from the mouth of god NO SERIOUSLY I DID IT ON PURPOSE i fucking doubt it NO IT'S LIKE YOU'VE GOTTA TEACH KIDS A LESSON OR WHATEVER a lesson YEAH you're seeing me now right DUDE STOP THE LOWER INTESTINES ARE NOT CLEAN DON'T MAKE A TIE OUT OF THEM JESUS CHRIST alright whatever man OKAY BUT YOU'VE GOTTA TEACH KIDS HOW TO CONTROL THEIR and this is the best fucking bit ANGER ISSUES well shit I KNOW RIGHT also in case this wasn't clear, this bit was a bit metaphorical or whatever or maybe not i dunno i wasn't there SO YEAH HELP KIDS WITH ANGER ISSUES dude how do i do that WELL YOU OVERCOME YOUR OWN ANGER ISSUES but i don't have anger issues WHAT DO YOU MEAN well i'm pretty happy actually WHAT yeah i mean i just got a brand new tie OKAY SERIOUSLY TAKE THAT OFF fiiiiiiiiine SO YOU NEED TO STOP BEING SO ANGRY but i really don't have any anger OH NOW I'M GONNA CALL BULLSHIT THERE really i don't WHY ARE YOU DOING ANY OF THIS because i guess i can? This was the part where I had a big ol' wonderfuckingriffic tattoo stamped on my back [FAULTY] and then i tore my back off [FAULTY] and then i tore my back off [FAULTY] and then i tore my back off [FAULTY] and then i tore my back off [FAULTY] and then i backed off and ran but now I'M BACK AND I'M THE ONE TALKING IN ALL CAPS NOW MOTHERFUCKER Oh, wait. Here's that lucidity again. That's nice. What was I talking about before? Oh, yes. The moments of apprehension. Sometimes, I start to breathe in with my nose and out with my mouth. I begin to have 'olfactory hallucinations'. What it is that I am actually smelling? I couldn't say, I always forget. The nose sensations sort of knock me out a bit, you know? It's as though everything until now just didn't matter. You know how when a deer just gets stunned by headlights? What's that saying? A deer in the headlights? wow that's fucking stupid anyway lucidiocy or whatever I Am Caught Like A Dear In The Spotlights And All Is Just Like An Internal 'Point Of Revelation' is this how jesus felt when he was burning in hell? Anyway, sometimes I just get those revelations. They'd only last... hmmmm. Actually, I don't know. In actual, real-world time, I'd say they last like a minute or two? around this point you go like "ugh when is this ending" shut the fuck up i'm telling a story no kids i don't know where the shovels are where was i something about jesus? DUDE WHAT THE FUCK IS HE TALKING ABOUT wait are we still doing this YEAH MAN I JUST STEPPED OUT TO GET A BITE TO EAT AND I COME BACK TO THIS BULLSHIT yeah i dunno let's see where he's going with it In subjective time, I'd say they last from hours to days to years. It's like, within that very instant, I live an entire lifetime. And all the happiness and sadness and all that comes with it just bursts into my retroactive memory. And then by the very next moment it vanishes. Have I left you speechless? hahahahaha HAHAHAHAHA wow dude you got some fuckin' problems YEAH I KNOW SERIOUSLY Whatever, you guys are assholes. I'm going back to stewing Ruiz and Pico's blood. who the fuck is pico WHO THE FUCK IS RUIZ Damn, you guys aren't even paying any attention to sensory input. Well, I gave my part. Have fun for the rest of it. wow what a fucking asshole I KNOW RIGHT This Is The Part Where We Point Out The Internal Dialogue It Never Ends Even When We Sleep It Continues Please Unknit Us From This Hell wait you you fuckwads //actually dug up your dead parents// holy shit that's fucking gold yeah i did that stop crying you pussy be like your cool little bro he's fuckin' loving it hi-five little man Where the fuck do you think you're going? Where The Fuck Do You Think You're Going? where the fuck do you think you're going? WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? well fuck they're gone SHOULD WE GO AFTER THEM? nah i can't be fucked WELL I GUESS IT SHOULD BE QUIETER NOW AT LEAST yeah SON YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO HELP CHILDREN dad i couldn't i can't stop myself PLEASE, SON, I DO LOVE YOU. PLEASE TRY HARDER. i couldn't stop myself i wanted to know what they were like inside but not in the bullshit kiddie way what you're like inside like i literally wanted to see what they were made of What They Were Made Of What they were made of. i wanted to see what they were made of perhaps if i keep taking them apart one day i will know what i am made of and then i can take apart myself since i know you aren't going to do it for me you fuckwad -------------------------- [[=]] **oh shit how did we get down here** **Wait How Did You Get Down Here** **DAMN HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN IN THIS BIT** **Hey guys, what's going on?** **Fuck Guys Get Out Seriously** **I've Been Here On A Timeshare For A While** **It Costs Way More Than It's Worth** **awww come on man just let us sit here for the next act at least** **Fine Then Whatever** **Don't Touch Anything** **<< [[[Nobody Dies]]] | [[[the-cool-war-hub| Hub]]] | [[[Empty Unmarked Grave]]] >>** [[/=]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box]] [!-- N/A (No Images) --] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box-end]]