Post by indi on May 4, 2020 17:13:27 GMT -5
Hey buds!
It’s your galactic princess here, sorry for the lack of updates but i’ve been busy busy with the Fam! That’s what I’ve been calling them, everyone kept saying they needed a name and what am I, if not a giver? So, the Fam it is. Makes sense too, cause I finally feel like I have a family again. It’s pretty nice.
Even with my newfound family, I’m still as adventurous as ever and today I am gonna tell you all about what may just be my WILDEST adventure yet. See, Dakota is all grr and mean and SPOOPY, so I figured I needed a Spoooooopy adventure of my own to prepare!
Sit back, relax and don’t scream too loud! - oh and save me some popcorn, butter is my fave.
Logging off for now buds and followers.
Ciao … nah, that just seems awkward! Byyyeeeeeeeeeee
At the end of the street there is a house, a pretty normal looking house. Except for the fact that you’ll never see another like it. The house’s walls are painted blue and the windows are all boarded up. No one lives in the house but twice a year, the door is unlocked and adventurous neighborhood kids head inside. They say the house has five rooms, but nobody has ever made it past four. The house shows you all your greatest fears, if you can overcome them all? Then you’re rewarded. nobody knows what the reward is, because nobody has ever made it past room four…
Tonight is one of those very nights and our starry haired adventurer is ready to take on the house! Indi Rhyder stands alone on the wooden steps that lead to the front door, for a second she isn’t sure if she should go on, after all; Indi isn’t some hardcore horror chic; shes a PRINCESS and whoever heard of a princess in a slasher flick? But she’s here now and Indi has never been the girl to backdown from a challenge, so onward she goes.
It’s the smell that I don’t think I can describe for you; the sound of wailing and the thumps of bodies thrashing about into walls and the floor. The desperation in the empty eyes of the figures as they crash and fall. That can be seen, you can probably even feel the fear tinged sadness in the air as you look around with her, eyes falling on body after moaning body of a broken soul. But the putrid smell, a mix of ammonia and rot; that’s something I don’t think she would want me to describe if I could.
“You know what they are.”
Indi knew what they were, of course she did, in a way she felt like she had created this place where they all now existed. They were her alters, the versions of herself she had rejected in order to find her way. Every missed chance, every right turn instead of left. Everyone has alters, they just don’t know it. But Indi did, the universe had made sure she knew of their existence…
“Why are they here?” my voice broke here, a little pain in the guilt that i was feeling. “This doesn’t… They don’t belong here! Why?” I didn’t understand what made me different then, why I had the ability to be the only me that got to live, I wouldn’t understand that for a little while longer.
“Why doesn’t matter Indi, what matters is you being willing to do what must be done. Can you eradicate all that would stand in your way to greatness? Or will you lie down and give up with the rest of them?”
That was what everyone was wondering, wasn’t it? She was a Galactic Princess, UnYielding and a shining beacon of hope for so many who were lost; but could she do her worst? Would she be willing to do Anything to see her destiny fulfilled? Most would say no.
Dakota would say No.
As if it was pulled from her very thoughts, Indi wrapped her fingers around the ridged handle of the knife. The mysterious figure in the corner, mostly a voice and definitely a spectator, clapped unseen hands together when she didn’t drop the weapon.
“What has to be done…” It’s a bit of a strange thought isn’t it? When people talk about what has to be done, they usually mean going through other people. They mean inflicting pain and misery onto other people… But for me? That was never going to be what needs to be done, was it?
Looking around the room, I saw all the versions of myself that were being and yet to be all at once, I kinda knew where this was gonna go. After all, I’m not like most people, so my challenges weren’t gonna be like most peoples were they? Where people like Dakota had to overcome other big names in the business, they had to be willing to be dirtier and nastier than anyone else in order to make the name they wanted to make…
What I had to do was be willing to get out of my own way.
Each lift of the blade put one of their misery, the wails lessened and the agony in the air seemed to get thinner and thinner, as Indi moved through the room, slicing into the bodies of the alters. There was no blood to be spilled; for they had never truly existed. As her blade struck, they disappeared and a path across the room became clear.
“Will you take this path?”
His voice boomed from the far corner, the mysterious unseen man dressed all in black; waved his hand before the door, offering her immediate release from the room. Light tickled across the floor to lead her, a quick path… an easy way out.
And some would be allowed to survive.
“NO.” my voice was strong, loud and it carried. He heard me, I knew that. I could tell that he had expected less from me, that he had thought offering me an easy path to grow closer to my goal would be something I would jump at the opportunity for. But he was wrong.
It seems too often, people don’t care to truly know themselves or those who oppose them. They don’t stop to consider the mettle and worth of another's soul. Dakota, sees a sparkly little girl with a Can-Do attitude and a babyface for the crowds to adore… He doesn’t see what
I have done, where I have come. He doesn’t quite GET it.
That’s okay, back in the first room, back where we are now, I didn’t get it either.
“Come, take all you have ever wanted…”
She could take him up on his offer and disappear behind the door. Leave the last few hers that were yet to be hers behind, keep them on back catalogue in case this path didn;t work out. Keeping a few alters suffering and waiting would mean she had a safety net, they were always there if she needed to go back and try again.
Indi Rhyder clutched that blade in her hand until she sunk the room into darkness, a silent darkness as not a single body remained. It was time, she had decided, to take sanctuary in herself. To believe without thought, in her conviction and her word. The universe had guided her here, the universe had shown her what could become of her.
And she had overcome all that world thought she would be, to stand in this room alone. Panting into the darkness and swathed in silence until finally, he clapped. A thunderous applause that sounded as though it came from a crowd of thousands.
Light carried its way across the room to her, illuminated in her moment of eminence. The blade dissipated from her palm as suddenly as she had dreamed it up. There was no litany of bodies to illustrate what she had done, instead she was left only with the memories of what she could no longer become. She stood, tall and proud of her actions, warm in the embrace of the universe and her very destiny laid out before her.
I was left wondering for a moment or two, what was going to happen next. Would I be stuck in this room forever? Had all that I had been willing to do in the name of progress been for nothing? I wouldn’t let the doubt seep in, I knew those thoughts didn’t belong here, just as I was about to speak aloud the discordance of my own thoughts, I found my voice had escaped me. And then he spoke.
“Congratulations Indi Rhyder.” he creaked as the door did too, waiting for her to continue on her journey. “You are worthy, after all.”
The measure of a man’s character is not determined by how he handled his wins, but how he handles his failures. You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him..
It’s your galactic princess here, sorry for the lack of updates but i’ve been busy busy with the Fam! That’s what I’ve been calling them, everyone kept saying they needed a name and what am I, if not a giver? So, the Fam it is. Makes sense too, cause I finally feel like I have a family again. It’s pretty nice.
Even with my newfound family, I’m still as adventurous as ever and today I am gonna tell you all about what may just be my WILDEST adventure yet. See, Dakota is all grr and mean and SPOOPY, so I figured I needed a Spoooooopy adventure of my own to prepare!
Sit back, relax and don’t scream too loud! - oh and save me some popcorn, butter is my fave.
Logging off for now buds and followers.
Ciao … nah, that just seems awkward! Byyyeeeeeeeeeee
At the end of the street there is a house, a pretty normal looking house. Except for the fact that you’ll never see another like it. The house’s walls are painted blue and the windows are all boarded up. No one lives in the house but twice a year, the door is unlocked and adventurous neighborhood kids head inside. They say the house has five rooms, but nobody has ever made it past four. The house shows you all your greatest fears, if you can overcome them all? Then you’re rewarded. nobody knows what the reward is, because nobody has ever made it past room four…
Tonight is one of those very nights and our starry haired adventurer is ready to take on the house! Indi Rhyder stands alone on the wooden steps that lead to the front door, for a second she isn’t sure if she should go on, after all; Indi isn’t some hardcore horror chic; shes a PRINCESS and whoever heard of a princess in a slasher flick? But she’s here now and Indi has never been the girl to backdown from a challenge, so onward she goes.
It’s the smell that I don’t think I can describe for you; the sound of wailing and the thumps of bodies thrashing about into walls and the floor. The desperation in the empty eyes of the figures as they crash and fall. That can be seen, you can probably even feel the fear tinged sadness in the air as you look around with her, eyes falling on body after moaning body of a broken soul. But the putrid smell, a mix of ammonia and rot; that’s something I don’t think she would want me to describe if I could.
“You know what they are.”
Indi knew what they were, of course she did, in a way she felt like she had created this place where they all now existed. They were her alters, the versions of herself she had rejected in order to find her way. Every missed chance, every right turn instead of left. Everyone has alters, they just don’t know it. But Indi did, the universe had made sure she knew of their existence…
“Why are they here?” my voice broke here, a little pain in the guilt that i was feeling. “This doesn’t… They don’t belong here! Why?” I didn’t understand what made me different then, why I had the ability to be the only me that got to live, I wouldn’t understand that for a little while longer.
“Why doesn’t matter Indi, what matters is you being willing to do what must be done. Can you eradicate all that would stand in your way to greatness? Or will you lie down and give up with the rest of them?”
That was what everyone was wondering, wasn’t it? She was a Galactic Princess, UnYielding and a shining beacon of hope for so many who were lost; but could she do her worst? Would she be willing to do Anything to see her destiny fulfilled? Most would say no.
Dakota would say No.
As if it was pulled from her very thoughts, Indi wrapped her fingers around the ridged handle of the knife. The mysterious figure in the corner, mostly a voice and definitely a spectator, clapped unseen hands together when she didn’t drop the weapon.
“What has to be done…” It’s a bit of a strange thought isn’t it? When people talk about what has to be done, they usually mean going through other people. They mean inflicting pain and misery onto other people… But for me? That was never going to be what needs to be done, was it?
Looking around the room, I saw all the versions of myself that were being and yet to be all at once, I kinda knew where this was gonna go. After all, I’m not like most people, so my challenges weren’t gonna be like most peoples were they? Where people like Dakota had to overcome other big names in the business, they had to be willing to be dirtier and nastier than anyone else in order to make the name they wanted to make…
What I had to do was be willing to get out of my own way.
Each lift of the blade put one of their misery, the wails lessened and the agony in the air seemed to get thinner and thinner, as Indi moved through the room, slicing into the bodies of the alters. There was no blood to be spilled; for they had never truly existed. As her blade struck, they disappeared and a path across the room became clear.
“Will you take this path?”
His voice boomed from the far corner, the mysterious unseen man dressed all in black; waved his hand before the door, offering her immediate release from the room. Light tickled across the floor to lead her, a quick path… an easy way out.
And some would be allowed to survive.
“NO.” my voice was strong, loud and it carried. He heard me, I knew that. I could tell that he had expected less from me, that he had thought offering me an easy path to grow closer to my goal would be something I would jump at the opportunity for. But he was wrong.
It seems too often, people don’t care to truly know themselves or those who oppose them. They don’t stop to consider the mettle and worth of another's soul. Dakota, sees a sparkly little girl with a Can-Do attitude and a babyface for the crowds to adore… He doesn’t see what
I have done, where I have come. He doesn’t quite GET it.
That’s okay, back in the first room, back where we are now, I didn’t get it either.
“Come, take all you have ever wanted…”
She could take him up on his offer and disappear behind the door. Leave the last few hers that were yet to be hers behind, keep them on back catalogue in case this path didn;t work out. Keeping a few alters suffering and waiting would mean she had a safety net, they were always there if she needed to go back and try again.
Indi Rhyder clutched that blade in her hand until she sunk the room into darkness, a silent darkness as not a single body remained. It was time, she had decided, to take sanctuary in herself. To believe without thought, in her conviction and her word. The universe had guided her here, the universe had shown her what could become of her.
And she had overcome all that world thought she would be, to stand in this room alone. Panting into the darkness and swathed in silence until finally, he clapped. A thunderous applause that sounded as though it came from a crowd of thousands.
Light carried its way across the room to her, illuminated in her moment of eminence. The blade dissipated from her palm as suddenly as she had dreamed it up. There was no litany of bodies to illustrate what she had done, instead she was left only with the memories of what she could no longer become. She stood, tall and proud of her actions, warm in the embrace of the universe and her very destiny laid out before her.
I was left wondering for a moment or two, what was going to happen next. Would I be stuck in this room forever? Had all that I had been willing to do in the name of progress been for nothing? I wouldn’t let the doubt seep in, I knew those thoughts didn’t belong here, just as I was about to speak aloud the discordance of my own thoughts, I found my voice had escaped me. And then he spoke.
“Congratulations Indi Rhyder.” he creaked as the door did too, waiting for her to continue on her journey. “You are worthy, after all.”
The measure of a man’s character is not determined by how he handled his wins, but how he handles his failures. You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him..