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Journal Example Number One
Characters: Sir Christus (Ex-Negative)
Setting: A magically hidden Island
Brief Description: Christus muses over his thoughts and feelings over the first couple of weeks of his stay on the island and the creatures he has met.
Have you ever looked into a mirror and could no longer recognize yourself? Not even a ghost of what you thought you knew about yourself. I'm starting to feel that way about myself as of lately. So much has happened to me recently. Some changes have undeniably been good, while some have been exceedingly bad, to the point that I do not know how anything good can ever come out of them, but with everything that has changed lately. Something has to give... I hope.
Nothing is how I once thought it was.
I remember when I first met Joey and Furious, how he disappeared when the morning sun rose, literally dropping off the side of the cliff. I thought that the crazy little creature had jumped to his death of something of the sort. However, Furious soon calmed those fears when she told me to follow her. Some time later, I found myself within a hidden cave on the sheer side of the cliff face. Joey’s cave. A perfect little hideaway. I remember being scared, nervous, and more than a little wary when I realized he was a vampire. I then became excited when I realized that I had made a friend, even if it was because I was stubborn and would not let him push me away like he tried to desperately to.
Meeting Grace, another change. One for the worse. If I had my way about it, I honestly think that I would unmeet that vile creature and forget his existence. I was once again scared and nervous. I tried so hard to make him my friend but he doesn't like friends or something to that effect. Either way, he is one of the rudest and confusing creatures I have ever had the misfortune to meet.
Just when I thought that I could successfully forget that I am stuck on this island with him, the worst case scenario happened. The night when I ran into him, at the worst imaginable time possible, when he was feeding. That is a horrific scene that I never want to see ever again, but that will live on in my nightmares for the rest of my existence. I did not leave fast enough, and he took me. He took me as his prisoner and chained me to the wall in a spare room in his and Joey's home. I still don't know what he wanted from me but he told me to leave when I was of no use to him anymore. I do not know why he took me in the first place. All he did was to leave me chained in the room and insult me.
I think that is the moment that my life began to change, began to turn away from the light. I have slowly turned to the darker side of things. I realize that life isn't a bunch of sunshine and daisies. I don't want those things any longer, honestly wonder why I ever did in the first place. I've pretended that the fantasy inside my head was real. That the smiles spread on people's faces were honest, were meaningful. I fooled myself; I was dumb. I let myself be led by an illusion of happiness, of perfection.
Now I have gone from that scared little angel boy to an un-pure angel at the very least. Though I know that I am so much more, so much worse. I’m sad and depressed that I have given myself such false hope for the world in which we live in. I am starting to care less about what other people want and need, minus my true friends. I still care deeply about what they think of me and if they're okay but i know I have a more evil streak in me now. Though my own wants and needs are paramount to me now.
I now have a boy if that is what you wish to call him. A faerie. Ryan. I care for Ryan, but I do not love him. He is simply mine. I own him, he does as I tell him to or he gets a punishment of my choice. He does not have any say in what he does, I control even the daily basics of his life. He is going to need some good training. I'm afraid his last master would have made a more suitable slave and only looked out for his own cock instead of helping Ryan to become a good slave. I am going to make him good. I have not determined what I will call him yet but I will soon.
If you do not see me around as many of you are now used to, do not worry, not that I really care if you do, but I am at home, training my faerie. If you have any suggestions then please feel free to come by. I am always open to learning a few new ways to break and train him.
Characters: Sir Christus (Ex-Negative)
Setting: A magically hidden Island
Brief Description: Christus muses over his thoughts and feelings over the first couple of weeks of his stay on the island and the creatures he has met.
Have you ever looked into a mirror and could no longer recognize yourself? Not even a ghost of what you thought you knew about yourself. I'm starting to feel that way about myself as of lately. So much has happened to me recently. Some changes have undeniably been good, while some have been exceedingly bad, to the point that I do not know how anything good can ever come out of them, but with everything that has changed lately. Something has to give... I hope.
Nothing is how I once thought it was.
I remember when I first met Joey and Furious, how he disappeared when the morning sun rose, literally dropping off the side of the cliff. I thought that the crazy little creature had jumped to his death of something of the sort. However, Furious soon calmed those fears when she told me to follow her. Some time later, I found myself within a hidden cave on the sheer side of the cliff face. Joey’s cave. A perfect little hideaway. I remember being scared, nervous, and more than a little wary when I realized he was a vampire. I then became excited when I realized that I had made a friend, even if it was because I was stubborn and would not let him push me away like he tried to desperately to.
Meeting Grace, another change. One for the worse. If I had my way about it, I honestly think that I would unmeet that vile creature and forget his existence. I was once again scared and nervous. I tried so hard to make him my friend but he doesn't like friends or something to that effect. Either way, he is one of the rudest and confusing creatures I have ever had the misfortune to meet.
Just when I thought that I could successfully forget that I am stuck on this island with him, the worst case scenario happened. The night when I ran into him, at the worst imaginable time possible, when he was feeding. That is a horrific scene that I never want to see ever again, but that will live on in my nightmares for the rest of my existence. I did not leave fast enough, and he took me. He took me as his prisoner and chained me to the wall in a spare room in his and Joey's home. I still don't know what he wanted from me but he told me to leave when I was of no use to him anymore. I do not know why he took me in the first place. All he did was to leave me chained in the room and insult me.
I think that is the moment that my life began to change, began to turn away from the light. I have slowly turned to the darker side of things. I realize that life isn't a bunch of sunshine and daisies. I don't want those things any longer, honestly wonder why I ever did in the first place. I've pretended that the fantasy inside my head was real. That the smiles spread on people's faces were honest, were meaningful. I fooled myself; I was dumb. I let myself be led by an illusion of happiness, of perfection.
Now I have gone from that scared little angel boy to an un-pure angel at the very least. Though I know that I am so much more, so much worse. I’m sad and depressed that I have given myself such false hope for the world in which we live in. I am starting to care less about what other people want and need, minus my true friends. I still care deeply about what they think of me and if they're okay but i know I have a more evil streak in me now. Though my own wants and needs are paramount to me now.
I now have a boy if that is what you wish to call him. A faerie. Ryan. I care for Ryan, but I do not love him. He is simply mine. I own him, he does as I tell him to or he gets a punishment of my choice. He does not have any say in what he does, I control even the daily basics of his life. He is going to need some good training. I'm afraid his last master would have made a more suitable slave and only looked out for his own cock instead of helping Ryan to become a good slave. I am going to make him good. I have not determined what I will call him yet but I will soon.
If you do not see me around as many of you are now used to, do not worry, not that I really care if you do, but I am at home, training my faerie. If you have any suggestions then please feel free to come by. I am always open to learning a few new ways to break and train him.