I am writing this because my hour has nearly come. I don't know how much longer I have until my insanity drills itself into my head again. I don't know if it might even kill me. Will it? Can it? With the blood I have? Pitch black. I can't go on like this, can I? I can't keep my thoughts straight...
I'm sane again, but I don't know when it'll attack me again. Before it does, let me explain myself. I was born to kill. It's what I was made for. I kill not because I want to, but because I have to... it scratches at my heart when I don't. It feels like I can't go on living... like I have a short lifespan, and killing people rejuveneates me. Killing makes me alive again... like when I need that... a remedy... desease... consume to survive...
I can't take this any longer! When it consumes me, I can't remember what happens. Everything, including myself, is consumed by darkness... then I can't see... and... and... everything goes... black and white...
I can't help it. I'm not crazy! I'm not mad! Look at the virus, which kills because it can't do anything else. I NEED to take the lives of others in order to survive... I live... to kill... animals have their way of survival... murder is mine...
WHY CAN'T I STOP!!!
I need help, but that'd mean killing me. Could it mean killing me? I have no idea... I can't think straight. I have to kill myself, but I don't want to... what do I do now? Since... it's starting to scratch at me again... Is it? It's not bad since it's letting me live, right? But to live upon the suffering of others...
I need to kill. It's a part of me. It IS me. It's inside me; all of me; everywhere... What do I do...
WHAT DO I DO?!
What can I do... I'm a lost soul. Are you lost? I was lost once... I'll always be lost... Always...
So alone... so very alone... the praise to others for doing what they do normally; art, music, and other things. Why doesn't anyone appreciate my work? give me as much praise as others? I kill others, but that's becaise I'll due if I don't... I know nothing else. Why don't I get appreciated as much? So alone... so very alone...
Now, you, the jury, decide whether Spiral is guilty or not of his countless counts of murder to keep himself alive.
Guilty or Not?
I'm sane again, but I don't know when it'll attack me again. Before it does, let me explain myself. I was born to kill. It's what I was made for. I kill not because I want to, but because I have to... it scratches at my heart when I don't. It feels like I can't go on living... like I have a short lifespan, and killing people rejuveneates me. Killing makes me alive again... like when I need that... a remedy... desease... consume to survive...
I can't take this any longer! When it consumes me, I can't remember what happens. Everything, including myself, is consumed by darkness... then I can't see... and... and... everything goes... black and white...
I can't help it. I'm not crazy! I'm not mad! Look at the virus, which kills because it can't do anything else. I NEED to take the lives of others in order to survive... I live... to kill... animals have their way of survival... murder is mine...
WHY CAN'T I STOP!!!
I need help, but that'd mean killing me. Could it mean killing me? I have no idea... I can't think straight. I have to kill myself, but I don't want to... what do I do now? Since... it's starting to scratch at me again... Is it? It's not bad since it's letting me live, right? But to live upon the suffering of others...
I need to kill. It's a part of me. It IS me. It's inside me; all of me; everywhere... What do I do...
WHAT DO I DO?!
What can I do... I'm a lost soul. Are you lost? I was lost once... I'll always be lost... Always...
So alone... so very alone... the praise to others for doing what they do normally; art, music, and other things. Why doesn't anyone appreciate my work? give me as much praise as others? I kill others, but that's becaise I'll due if I don't... I know nothing else. Why don't I get appreciated as much? So alone... so very alone...
Now, you, the jury, decide whether Spiral is guilty or not of his countless counts of murder to keep himself alive.
Guilty or Not?
So why am I remaking it? Well the series was the first fanfiction series I made and when I did it wasn’t really well written, plotholes galore, so I wanted to remake it completely. But at the same time I didn’t want to redo it because of all the ideas I had.
So what I’m doing is rewriting the story, and keeping it as it was, but making some changes along the way. This way the original story will be there but it will be written better. I’ll add some other parts into it, but rest assured it’s not a reboot, just an edited version.
So what I’m doing is rewriting the story, and keeping it as it was, but making some changes along the way. This way the original story will be there but it will be written better. I’ll add some other parts into it, but rest assured it’s not a reboot, just an edited version.
Attention every fanpopper! I know you have going to the Sonic Fan Character home page! A person has uploaded a bunch of inappropriate pictures, now, I have this person's profile page and you have to report this person immediately! If this keeps on going, it could be dangerous for other people!
Here is the guy:
www.fanpop.com/fans/nowaybra
First, you report abuse this guy.
Then, you type in anything you want in the additional information.
Then, click the offensive content button underneath.
May his account be terminated...
Here is the guy:
www.fanpop.com/fans/nowaybra
First, you report abuse this guy.
Then, you type in anything you want in the additional information.
Then, click the offensive content button underneath.
May his account be terminated...
Hey-hey guys, It is I: Matthew Allen Phillips, but please call me Matt and I am introducing the official channel for this club:
link
Now you may be asking...
-Q: What is the point and/or goal of this channel?
-A: To give some fans a easier way to upload and to hopefully make the club a bit more popular.
-Q: Who is going to run the channel?
-A:I figure we could do a "Admin system", Some users on this club who can be trusted will be given the password to the account.
-Q: What will be uploaded?
-A: Videos revolving around sonic fan characters, of course.
-Q: Can this channel be used to comment on other videos?
-A: I feel it's professional to only comment on the videos that are uploaded to this channel.
-Q: Can it be used to subscribe?
-A: I already subscribe the channel to so folks who have affiliation with this club and sonic stuff all around.
link
Now you may be asking...
-Q: What is the point and/or goal of this channel?
-A: To give some fans a easier way to upload and to hopefully make the club a bit more popular.
-Q: Who is going to run the channel?
-A:I figure we could do a "Admin system", Some users on this club who can be trusted will be given the password to the account.
-Q: What will be uploaded?
-A: Videos revolving around sonic fan characters, of course.
-Q: Can this channel be used to comment on other videos?
-A: I feel it's professional to only comment on the videos that are uploaded to this channel.
-Q: Can it be used to subscribe?
-A: I already subscribe the channel to so folks who have affiliation with this club and sonic stuff all around.
Lukky, She was kind,smart,energetic and mature for her age.
"The key isn't working to my apartment..." She said softly. She went downstairs to get the key checked out. They said "It's covered in Rain, You'll have to copy another key" Lukky went outside to go to a Key Copy Machine. She put it in. "I do not see why it's not working..." Then suddenly, Someone got her from behind. She started crying. She didn't know what she did wrong.
"WHAT,WHAT HAVE A DONE TO DESERVE THIS! Then she escaped. She didn't know what happened. She didn't loose anything. She ran away. She didn't know where she was or were she went.She began to walk, Therefore cry at the same time. Rain began to fall. "Fuck, I have to get home ASAP."
"The key isn't working to my apartment..." She said softly. She went downstairs to get the key checked out. They said "It's covered in Rain, You'll have to copy another key" Lukky went outside to go to a Key Copy Machine. She put it in. "I do not see why it's not working..." Then suddenly, Someone got her from behind. She started crying. She didn't know what she did wrong.
"WHAT,WHAT HAVE A DONE TO DESERVE THIS! Then she escaped. She didn't know what happened. She didn't loose anything. She ran away. She didn't know where she was or were she went.She began to walk, Therefore cry at the same time. Rain began to fall. "Fuck, I have to get home ASAP."