Hello anyone still left here. I have some news for you.
I guess I underestimated Mark, or six, who ever he used to be. Instead of the month I thought it would take, it took a year for him to finally stumble back here. He spent his last two days here.
On the last day, he had looked me in the eye, or I think he had, and whispered.
"See you soon bitch."
Then exploded.

It was magnificent, a grand show.
He just took a step back, one second a solid, the next a liquid. I still can not hold my self together long enough to scrape him off the walls. I'm truely amazed that I'm able to hold off the laughter. His face, still wet with tears as he tried to look strong, his last attempt to stand up for him self failed.
I still wonder though how he knew, I was not told, I would have held a party had I known.

To any one who still cares, or just stumbled across this.
A boy named Mark died three days ago.
He was loved by none, and I doubt he will be missed.
He never tried to better him self. So he was hunted.
I tried my best to protect my report, but he made my job terrible.
He ran from protection, and made me look bad.
Three days ago he made my job easier, and died.

I told you that I would return with news of his death, and this I have done.
I do not know what is ahead, but it is not this.
Never again this, and this I can promise.









Jadine

cantt fiGURe itt ouut
fivee AND one diedd
Threeee
letts NOt go therEe

JADINE is too blamee
CannnTt do itt

LeavIng

ThrEe wiLl BeE aroundd

PromIsee

Hello everybody, Jadine here with a little update on Mark.

The mashed abomination that was Mark is just as I said, an abomination and nothing more than that.

He is made up of the mashed together collective of Karm and Mark. They have become something just plain wrong. The abomination heals to quickly, he speaks choppy like, and more over. He is tough to control. He proved troublesome to contain in my rather regular home, so I had to relocate him. We did not know what to call him. So he gained the name Six. Going in line with what Mark named his voices, I find It quite ironic frankly. He lives on though, but we can only estimate on how long the body or mind will last. If Six dies, I promise to return will a detailed post about it, and with the rate of how fast that thing is tearing his body apart is should not take very long.










Jadine

fucking lucky mee
i got a pretty sweet shot theree
bitch got a laptop to the facee
noww

all of us are finee
mentaly anywayy
so all thats needed now iss
to get the fuck out of this shit holee

or i could justt
throw anything i can reachh
at that fuckk
and make her bleed outt

i think i could just wait this outt
might be better than thoughtt
and after she diess
maybe i could tear her eyes outt









karM

Hello everybody.

Jadine here again. As I did say everything is fine, Mark simply fell from the roof. I did not push him like his voice thinks. I would never push my report off a roof.
I would never kill my report.
I would never even think of it.
Everything.
Is.
Fine.
We are friends, friends are good to each other are they not?









Jadine

look at thatt
im the only one who can typee
being left handed is a blessing right noww
but for once i will be seriouss

three is in troublee
hes fadingg
it dont bother mee
but it may cause us some problemss

not mee
but Fivee
and Onee
me and Two would have wonn

Jadinee
is like a cancer to us all though
broke our hand and legss
thankfully i know a way to get herr


i am doubtlesss
that if this workss
we will return as not failuress
but as the heross

that we desperately needd











karM

Hello everybody.

My name is jadine.


I am here on a request from Mark. He asked me to tell you kind people that he had fallen off my roof. He is broken, in mind, and in body. He will not be back for some time.

Do not worry, every thing is fine.










Jadine