01. handwritten

[waltharius]

[ The handwriting that appears on the network is thick, blocky and impeccably neat; almost typeface-like in its uniformity ]

All right, I'll be honest. I have no idea what I'm doing here. I've been reading this... network over the last couple days, but everything I've seen here sounds absolutely insane.

[ Several dots appear as Walter taps his mechanical pencil against the paper, struggling to articulate his feelings. How are you supposed to react to this kind of thing?? He starts again, erases, tries again, erases again... this cycle continues for another minute or so, until -- ]

If anyone can give me a quick rundown of what this all means that would be ideal. Additionally, if anyone wants a sword one kind of

appeared in my room


I really don't know what I'm supposed to do with it. If my parents find it they're going to have a lot of questions that I can't even begin to answer, so I think it's best if someone takes it off my hands. For now, at least.

[ A few more pencil dots, and then he feels obligated to finish this message with a small -- ]

Thank you.

-WP 

Comments

[talkshitgetsis]

They aren't very cliche. We don't know much about them, either.

You don't need to worry about seeing them right now, though. Just watch out for possessed animals.

[waltharius]

Just when I thought it couldn't get any stranger. Possessed animals.

All right, how dangerous are those? Will I actually need this sword at some point?

[talkshitgetsis]

I wouldn't give it away if I were you. Dogs and anything bigger are probably all you need to really be concerned about.

[waltharius]

Then the sword stays, I guess. I'll just have to figure out the safest place to store it.

[talkshitgetsis]

Don't most people living with their parents already have a "special place" to hide private things from them?

It could be worse than a sword.

[waltharius]

We're a very... open family. We don't keep secrets, so there's no need for anything like that.

And, well, that's a given. It could always be worse.

[talkshitgetsis]

Now there is. You have a second identity to keep secret after all.

Under your bed? A closet?

Maybe you'll get lucky and your features won't change like mine have.

[waltharius]

Your features changed? How?

[talkshitgetsis]

My eyes used to be a different color.

Sometimes you get an item, like a sword, sometimes you remember something that never happened, and sometimes a physical change happens.

Now that you're a part of this. These things will happen to you too.

[waltharius]

[ . . . ]

And there's no way out of it?

[talkshitgetsis]

If there is, no one has found it.







Sorry.

[waltharius]

It's not your fault. You're a victim of these crazy circumstances too.

I guess I'll just


have to deal with this. Somehow.

[talkshitgetsis]

Would you like a little bit of advice?

[waltharius]

Yes, please.

[talkshitgetsis]

Forget that life wasn't always like this as fast as you can.