Beat Part 2

When I regained consciousness the first thing that I noticed was the horrible headache I had, but the second was the bodies of the two hippies that captured me.  I wasn't alone wherever I was but I couldn't see my mysterious protector or captor anywhere.  I tried to move but found that I was bound to the seat I was in.

W:  Where are you?  I know you're here still.

?:  Indeed I am.

Knife walked out from behind me carrying her knife, of course.

K:  And you're welcome.  For saving you.

W:  Fuck you.

K:  You sound like your old self.

W:  Shut up and kill me already.

K:  What did I tell you before, Warrior?

When I didn't answer she came closer and put her knife to my throat. 

K:  I said that I wouldn't kill you then or ever, that I knew you would come back to us.  You proved that during your attack against the Unnamed Child when you started to scream in pain at the master's presence.  We both know what was really happening, he was reverse what Door did to you.  *whispers* Returning your memories.  *She took the knife away from my throat.*  I just came by because I couldn't let these guys try and take you further from the true path.  And don't worry I'll still be around to make sure you your memories return, and join you one your crusade against the heathens.

With that she cut be free and left me alone in some room in who knew where.  I'm long gone now of course and I'm slowly healing from the beating they gave me, but I've had much worse recently so this is nothing.  Nothing to do now I guess but to keep moving.

I'm afraid to be honest.

Beat

It's been hard for me ever since I left Virgil and Trish after the whole incident with the Unnamed Child.  Not just because I'm on my own again, but because of the fucked up shit that happened during the whole event.  Worst was what I did to Trish's mother.  I didn't have much of a choice when I killed her, but still that look Trish gave me despite the fact that I think she knew what would have happened otherwise.  Fuck, fuck, fuck.  Of course it got worse from there.

A couple of hippies found me while I was walking on the sidewalk traveling nowhere in particular.  When they first found me I thought they were just a group of annoying pricks, but I was not that lucky.

H1:  Hey buddy.

W:  Leave me be.

H2:  We just want to talk Pal.

W:  Go away damn it.

H1:  Bad day?

W:  More like bad past 2 years, so I really don't want to be bothered.

H3:  We all have bad days, but you shouldn't take it out on others.  Got it comrade?

W:  Fine you've got a point.  What did you want to talk about?

At this point it clicked that something was wrong.  I calmed down way too quick for a bunch of strangers that there was no way in Hell I trusted.  This trick wouldn't work on me again.  I started to unsheathe my umbrella sword ready for their attack.

W:  You motherfuckers are hippies aren't you?

H2:  That's what you call us, yes.

W:  Bastards  What do you want?

H1:  You to join our ranks.

W:  Not.  Fucking.  Happening.

H2:  You will join with the Fellowship.

H1:  It's for your own good.

H3:  Even if we must force you to comrade.  Because we care.

W:  Never.

The second hippie came forward to attack me but with a quick draw of my sword he was left on the ground where he bled to death.  The third hippie went around and punched me hard before I could do anything.  I was knocked into the wall of a building and hit my head pretty hard making everything fuzzy.  Behind him I saw a crowd that the first hippie was talking to and convincing them to ignore the situation with their friendship aura thingy.  I knew it was strong, but to convince people to ignore a death on the street in front of goddamn dozens!  Anyway I got back up to fight, but over the weeks I had taken too many injures and with the new concussion they all made me to slow to react to his attacks.  A few more punches and everything went black for me.

Belated Post: Solstice

I know it's late, there is a good reason which Virgil said he'll get to, but I thought I should put up what happened to me when I was separated from Virgil and Trish on the Solstice.   So like Virgil stated the three of us were running through the backyards in order to get away from Stagnation, but then he just appeared in front of us and I had to turn quickly in order to avoid hitting Stagnation.  I had to jump the fence to the right of me and then kept running until I reached the main part of town.  I realized that I hadn't seen Stagnation following me and paused to take a breather and to think clearly.  I remembered that we once mentioned if we should get separated for one reason or another we would meet up towards the middle of the city.  I looked around to get a sense of where I was and which way to the center, and when I was finally sure of the way I started to run down the sidewalk.  Suddenly I was tackled by some random fucker into an alleyway.

W:  The hell was that for, jerk!

I looked up at the gut that had tackled me and though I never seen the guy guy before there was something that I did recognize his smile and that look in his eyes.  It was the same look and smile that Hippie always had.

W:  No, no!  You're dead I saw Spectator kill you!
H2:  I'm not the person you knew before, but he was a great friend of mine as are you.
W:  Don't give me that crap.
H2:  It's true.
W:  Look I have some real friends I need to check up on, so if you don't mind just go the fuck off.
H2:  Sorry, but I have someone that I want you to meet.  My best friend.

Then it happened, he started to glow are the air around him started to stir around fiercely and light gathered above him in the shape of a spiral.  Then this light started to grow and surround him engulfing him.  Then the light took on new shapes, the shapes of people.  Then there were more and more until it looked like there was a giant person formed from the souls of many people.  This person was neither male or female and constantly shifted color from every shade of the rainbow.  Then two more grew out of the first and they formed a trio with each holding anothers' hand in a triangle.

W:  What... what are you? 
 F:  I am Fellowship, the advent of bonds and the ultimate result of of the connection between the hearts of mankind.
W:  What do you want with me?
F:  For you to join the fellowship and receive the bliss that you are rejecting.

I didn't know what to say but I did know that staying would be a terrible idea so I ran.  And that is where Virgil's post covers the rest of it.  I must say I was shocked to see the condition that Kyle was in.

Lastly, Trish I'm now that you're probably really angry with me over what I did, but it had to be done you know that.  I am sorry it did turn out that way.

What a Day

I know I don't usually do titles like that, but it's been one hell of a day.  It started when I was visiting the Oathbreakers' hospital to check on the results on Hippie, and when I got there is was all normal enough.  The Oathbreakers were still preforming their experiments and still not giving me any useful information.  Except for one thing, those infected by Hippie's field can be a lot more subtle than any of us thought.  It turns out there were actually five doctors that had been "friendified" as one of the Oathbreakers put it.  What happened next was the friendified Oathbreakers all attacked the normal ones in order friendify them as well.  They all described being friendified as a gift, but naturally the rest of us didn't agree with the idea.  Long story short it eventually came down me and Hippie.

H:  Warrior I know in your own way you were trying to help me, but you were going about it the wrong way.  Now I'm going to help you, friend.
W:  Like hell you will. 

Then as we were getting ready to fight a guest appeared.

Spectator:  Oh hey there you are.  Hey War didn't I tell you you had somewhere to go?  This *he gestured* is not what I meant.
W:  Oh I'm sorry I didn't follow your really vague hint to go somewhere when I have business to attend too.
H:  Um, excuse me friend but we were in the middle of something.
S:  Not important.  Hold on did you call me "Friend?"
H:  Of course.
S:  Hm,.  *looks over Hippie*  Oh I see you're of of his.  Hey how you doing!?  I didn't know you were active too.  Tell me is the other guy up too?...  Oh I see no answer.  Well I'm sorry about this, but I'm in a hurry so.. *appears right behind Hippie and twists his neck* bye-bye.  Anyway where were we War?
W:  You were complaining that I didn't follow your really vague clues.
S:  Well I thought it was obvious, but if you need a hint how is this?  *Spectator gave he a push and the next thing I know I'm stumbling in front of someone else's door knee deep in snow.*  How's that?

I knocked on the door like I suppose I was supposed to do.  A middle aged man opened up the door as surprised to see me as I was to see him. 

M:  Uh, can I help you?
W:  Sorry but I was told that I was suppose to be here and so yeah.  Sorry if I'm bothering you. 
Girl in the background:  Who is it dad?  Oh god you're not a proxy are you!?  *she yelled once she saw me.*
W:  No, not anymore.
GiB:  Anymore?

Then came the biggest surprise of all.

V:  Fred?
W:  Virgil?

Yeah Spectator brought me to see Trish and Virgil who are both staying with her dad it seems.  We both filled each other in on what's been going on to us which I will summarize because the full talk would take too long to type.  Virgil told me that after he checked on Trish's family he noticed that Trish's dad moved into a friend's house.  According to him the friend is visiting family over the next month or two and he asked if he could stay there will house sitting because he and his wife have been fighting.   Why have they been fighting?  It seems the mother took in a poor little girl that was homeless a month ago and is really overprotective about her.  To the point Trish's mother threatened the dad if he tried to spend time with her.  Oh and this girl doesn't talk.  Virgil and Trish already told the dad about the Unnamed Child and it seems like they are planning on a way to get rid of the child.  I guess I'm suppose to help. 

Results: Hippie

• Hippie's friend field seems to only be active when he is conscious.
• When he is unconscious he isn't necessarily defenseless as the above would imply.  Sometimes the field will randomly spike and generate stronger effect than when Hippie is awake.  The Oathbreakers seem to think this has something to do with the nature of his dreams, but they have no way to prove it.
• While they haven't found a reason for the field they did report that Hippie has an unusually high amount of Dopamine in him which they tell me is a natural pleasure/reward thing in the brain.  They also tell me that barring schizophrenia he has none of the disorders he should have.
• Lastly it seems that Hippie has a slightly better healing rate than normal though nothing huge.  The Oathbreakers tell me you wouldn't even notice if you weren't looking for it.

That's all they've told me so far.  It seems that Hippie is a hard case to crack.

Short Report

This post will mostly be a quick update on what I did with Hippie.  I gave him to a team that would be willing to do some less than ethical things to try and figure out what is up with Hippie.  Oathbreakers.  Not the smartest move but I didn't know anyone else, they were close by, they don't really have something personal with me, and when I asked if they could could see if it was biological they were thrilled at the possibility of weaponizing it.  "Imagine being able to neutralize others just by being in a close vicinity to them.  Or using sleepers to make an whole groups willing to just line up to be test subjects," one said to me and other typical evil doctor sayings.  Before you ask no I don't trust them but for now they are too useful.  They told me they'll have some results tomorrow, so I'll post the details then.