Out From The Black Forest.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Rage against the system.

I just had another very brief conversation with Skinny. I feel like venting my anger so I'll let you guys see a transcript of what happened.

Basically I was just messing around with my chrome, setting the background to Hatsune Miku. And when Vocaloids popped into my head, I instantly gagged and the thought of gross ass Dark Wood Circus.


Me: God, that song is gross.

Right then is exactly when I heard Miku's voice inside of my head.But take a guess at who that was?The bastard

S:Deep, deep in the heart of the forest, there you'll find that circus. With its ringmaster, wide-eyed and 10 meters tall

Me: Having turned around, I could actually feel my face fall in dismay. ''Fuck no. That shit is disgusting. Cut it out.

S:All the performers are so happy, though their appearances are bizarre The Dark Woods Circus is such f

Me: "Are those the right l- just SHUTUP."I have serious problems with this song. It just makes me want to throw the hell up. Which, spoiler alert, I ended up doing.

Me: Look, chill. If this is about the One Week thing I'm sorry.

S:Come see the two-headed freak and the wondrous siren

At this point I'd had enough. The entire time he was singing my stomach was churning. And he was forcing me to relive the video, somehow. I think by digging into my brain. Word to the wise. That video is fucking disgusting. If you EVER see it, then I wish you well. So anyway. Thinking about Miku's torso sewed onto a goat just cleared me to . . .toss my cookies? I guess that's not a wimpy analogy. I wasn't going to let him have the satisfaction of turning me into a bitch though, so I decided to throw up on his s
hoes. Before anybody tells me what a douchebag I am: HE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SINGING SHIT, and making me relive that fucked up video was going too far.

So right then I was trying to get it together while he just watched. I was shaking with unbridled fury tell you the truth.

Me: You're an asshole. You're just. AN.ASSHOLE.

S: I thought we would be on better terms.

Me: Get out of my head. If you want to talk you can write.

S: You seem angry. Did I do something wrong?

Me: What is it with people thinking it's okay to just go around singing Dark Woods Circus? That shit's gross. Do you know how long it's going to take me, to get back to picturing Miku just the right w- well thanks.

S: All you had to do was ask me to fix your perception of the girl. Why do you care about something fictional anyway? You understand that the possibility of intercourse with a Vocaloid is zero percent right?

Me: Let's drop this conversation. I still feel like I'm going to throw up.

S: Now you understand.

Me: Understand WHAT?

S: What it's like to listen to something you don't want to hear.

Me: Hey. BnL is awesome.


Me: Nothing. Hey. Do you mind getting Tensor to shut the fuck up? She's annoying as hell.

S: She doesn't concern you, she's Breeck's problem.

Me: But that's the thing. I don't appreciate the Welcome to the family thing.

S: Not a single being really cares how you feel to be completely honest.

Me: I sort of got that.

S: Well I'm off. I have to make sure all of the preparations are set.

Me: Preparations? For what?

S: The feast. It will be wonderful. Everyone's invited.

Me: Wait what feast?

S: You ask too many questions.

And just like that he was gone. And in a few minutes after we had this little conversation, I was screaming at Lucas on his blog. He's such a prick.


  1. I am sorry you do not like me. Have I done something to anger you?


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