I'm alive.

the title says it very clearly I'd like to think.

Here' sa list of facts just so that I don't need to tel lan overly long story, because I'm just not in the mood for it.


There were 40 Proxies in Arizona during April, both for a mass meeting and in order to kill me.

Lukes men engaged said Proxies near the very end of April, starting a 4+ hour gun fight which ended in approximately 10 of the Proxies getting away alive, and three of ours dead.

Pretty simple right? I don't need ot make an overly long post putting in every damned detail about what happened, the small details right now don't really matter, not when it has passed and I'm safe again.
.... But I still feel bad that those men died, I mean our men, I don't give a rat's ass about the bloody Proxies, chances are they deserved death, or worse, for unspeakable crimes against... I don't even know..

And no nothing bad has happened to me nor Luke, I'm just frustrated from personal issues with relationships and the like. Ugh, stress. Makes me want to slam my face into concrete repeatedly until I forget why I'm even upset with myself. But now I'm rambling- I do have another tidbit though.

May 3rd was Merci's birthday.

A few nights prior to that he went to Atlanta. He had taken, his AK74, a handgun, 6 knives, a fork, and a shitload of crackers, along with general equipment one would expect a military man to carry when on a mission.
He came back fine, a few cuts on the back of his hand and some of his body during a knife fight he ended up having with a Proxy, but other than that, he's relatively fine. And as for my research I have been looking into something called the "Collective" since it seems like an interesting aspect as far as the hierarchy of Proxy..

That's it from me, I'm done for tonight, I want to bloody sleep.

Testing the phone connection.

Mourning.

I never really show that there are certain peoples I care about on here, but this is my showing of respect to those lost to us.

http://takethemyth.blogspot.com/

I'm so sorry for your loss.
...

Ok, so I have something fun to say for once.

Sometime this April I'm supposed to die.

That simple.
Proxies are going to come and kill me for a specific reason of which I don't think I have authority to say.
Mercy of course has people watching me to make sure I'm safe but that only goes so far

ALSO we were wrong about Fisk, he isn't a bad guy. He was never a bad guy, granted I've heard he can be unpleasant as far as personality, his intentions aren't bad. It's the Proxy's, always been the Proxy's, that hunt down runners and kill them.

Not a long post but I think it is important to get that out there.

I don't even know WTF I've been doing.

So it's been a very very long time what, four months? Not like it matters since no one looks at this thing anyways, after all I got the SPECTACULAR  0  Views over the time I was gone, not that I really care that much since this was a side hobby for my odd research to go into, and since my testing partner up and stopped talking to me for months I didn't exactly get the chance to talk with him. The few times we have talked we didn't talk business since it had been so long and we didn't want to.

Hell the few times we did talk we hardly talked at all, at least not in a very close manner, which is unfortunate I suppose. Lol.
I like how people think that this blog is an Arg. It's not, trust me. I couldn't possibly make a story this boding on purpose, if this WAS an Arg I would have kept going, making up exciting shit to amass the viewers attention, make them read and nod there head saying "Now that right there is a badass."

Cause I'm not lol. I'm a tall and thin, twig, of  a person. And when I say tall I mean 6'4 kind of tall. If anyone reads this and wonders what the point of it was, then rest assured, there wasn't one. I was just posting on here after checking up on everyone else and seeing how shitty things still are.

Getting into a habit

I am going to try and get back to posting, concidering I stopped for so long and just went to writing puzzles.

Btw I remember reading somewhere that writing puzzles might be your mind trying to fight off Where's-his-face and perhaps is its last shout out before being taken over. But honestly I write them just because I truly enjoy making them and watching people try to solve them, even if the answers are always just a little creepy.

Anyways, I don't know if I mentioned this but I used to wear the Operator symbol on the back of my left hand all the time, but I stopped a month or two ago and I still don't have it on. so yup.
Updated... Fun.

I am really not that exciting idk, I'm going to have Merci update these at his own free will since I want to know what he is up to and all things are better seen from more than one perspective.

I am tired and it has been a long time.

Merci has more people with him but me and him have been out of contact.
There is more than one.
And I still don't know what it wants from me.

Thats's the update.
Many people have died.
Whether they are truly dead or it was arg, I do not know but with that in mind I still am saddened.

The idea of the house of Hope was so.. nice.
But it fell, and with that, how could someone like me even be protected.

Merci is doing all he can and I thank him for it.