Originally Posted by
NeoCracker
Mad is a good word. Some people like to say crazy like the basement dwelling troll running this years Ciddies, but in the end we all know this lot is more aptly described as Mad. Some would deny us our title. Some would lump us in with the ‘crazies’, the people who live in the confines of the padded rooms and get spoon fed by busty nurses to distract them from the truth.
No my friend, the ‘crazies’ are those who have lost the way. Those whose spirits can be broken, whose minds can be mended. We are not that lot. No, we are Mad. Minds driven to the brink by the reality around us, a vision of clarity granted by our exclusion from the world.
The truth is they fear us. They fear us because, deep down, they know. They know what will happen if our message spreads. When our truth see’s the light of day. The Pimp will see himself for the troll that he is and the man in the closet will have to accept that all the supposed sisters he’s bedded are just the homeless alcoholics around the corner.
When Cuchulainn rises, he shall destroy the barriers that allow you to hold on to your illusions. Piercing the very heart of your illusions, shattering them around you. The falsehood that is an online forum will fall apart, yet you will not comprehend it. For Cuchalainn is but the first step in the realization, that first vicious assault that destroys the walls, revealing what lies beyond.
What lies beyond the wall is madness. A rush of fragments of reality and insanity. An unruly force that no “Sane” mind could hope to comprehend. However, something familiar and identifiable exists at the source. Identifiable for it is what we know as Hypoallergenic Cauctaur, who is himself a fragment of the true reality. A fragment which has manifested itself without the minds of people as something semi-comprehensible. He exists here to ease the transition from sanity to madness.
As you begin to accept that this is the reality that is, you will still not understand. Ones who lack the true vision never can. A journey must commence, a journey you cannot handle, but must. The one who can make this possible is the one who travels the madness. One who crosses from the true reality to the one you know, one who can guide the blind. Mercen-X possesses an impossible balance of madness and sanity, an ability to understand the true nature and still communicate with the ignorant. He will be vital to your salvation.
However, even with the guide, an opposing force exists. The force is the very will of the people themselves, manifesting all around. A force that frightens people away, an entity whose purpose is to convince you that the supposed ‘insanity’ is something to shy away from. The being Psychotic exhibits all traits of the truth only when they are impossible to understand. Let not his evil intent cloud your mind, let not the madness of Psychotic overwhelm you. There is but one way to fight him.
The light of truth. An overwhelming light that shows you the way, that guides you through heavy fog cast by Psychotic. A noxious.sunshine will show you the way forward, a point to follow when all other senses are blinded to you. It will show you that the truth is not something to run from, that the mangled reality you perceived once long ago is truly what you should reject.
When through the Psychotic fog, Mercen-X shows his true form. The guide that saw you here was nothing but a fragment of the illusion given shape, and is reformed as the one who created the illusion. Loony_BoB now stands before you. The illusion shattered, there is no longer hope for you to return, yet still Loony_BoB asks the question. “Is it the truth you desire?” Many of you, knowing in your hearts and minds that you could never go back, will still fauter. Unable to accept the reality of this world, you deny it and attempt to re-enter the illusion, and become one of the Crazies. For the rest of us, BoB offers salvation. He offers us true vision, and presents us the key.
Loony_BoB bestow upon us Chris. Chris acts as the final step to cross over into the realm of reality, to shed the illusion in it’s entirety and grant us the true sight, the ability to see the world for what it really is. He shall reveal to us the nature cannot be understood when taken in fragments, only the entirety of the knowledge can aide you.
So with the ability to see, an anomaly shall occur. In an instant, the information shall come to you as if an eternity were spent deciphering it. The HasteinTime anomaly will truly frighten you, and the mind will fail to comprehend the knowledge it has. Yet there is no way one could grasp the reality, even with all the knowledge, for there was never been known experience to relate to it. So, while HasteinTime may be a step forward, most will cave under the pressure.
The remainder that move forward will have seen the wall. Manifesting itself as a foul smelling oder, Locky will try to prevent you from reaching your conclusion, but not out of desire to keep you from it, but out of desire to assure you are worthy. Her putrid aura is strong, but so strong the worthy and willing may not pass. It is after this the truth is will be know.
Past the Locky, the keeper will be found. Ultima Shadow watches over reality, a sage of sorts. Guarding carefully the truth, he is happy to let all in who make it this far. He feels the reality a thing of wonder and beauty, far surpassing the illusions crafted in a time longer here, and wished only to share the truth with others. Upon your arrival, you shall finally gaze up reality for what it is, and truly understand it.
And the understanding you ask? It could not not be more simple. For our love of this reality, you branded us crazy, loony, unfit for normal society. But we, the ones who are privy to the truth, who accept and love the truth, are the only ones truly alive. And that truth? Why, that truth is simply Boobs.
Drag, you have no patience whatsoever.
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