Monday, March 28, 2011

so it was

a false hope

a savior of lies


This blog was a distraction.

I know

Savior thy name is Redlight.

Blog or no!
i know

that everything will work out fine

if we break the chain

let them jeer

you will prove yourself soon enough


Thy name is Redlight!

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Friday, March 25, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Well I

Now have 13 followers. And this will be my thirteenth post. I don't know why Kelly and I love that number.

We just do.

Hell fucking yeah!


Edit: Bran posted 13 minutes ago!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Come on.

I know you wanted to do this by yourself Kel. But lemme give you just a little help. So we don't, y'know, die.

Friday, March 11, 2011

All Over Again.

We're going back to Boston. And I think we're on the right side. Honestly I don't know. We're. He. No. WE are stronger. I've been weaving out false memories the Slender Man implanted to waver Kelly's judgement, and his power's have been honed. Hell, he may just be an Other Side master baby.

Another thing. Remember the Beast? Well we still don't know where it is, but it's the least of our worries right now. We're hear for you Cerberus. We're here.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Back to Before

There is NO such thing as time travel. Alright? Sorry Kelly gave you the delusion he could time travel, it's impossible. Yggdrasil does not exist. Because I have emailed you this, I expect you to post it on your Blog, Kelly. When the Slender Man took you to the tree "of life" after the beast escaped(and YES it was after the beast escaped.) he invaded your mind. He knew the entire time. He wanted you to let go of your past life. You're no longer a fighter, and I guess I have to accept that.

I didn't want to be a slave, a tool. I am, The Intruder, everyone. Yggdrasil has been hallucinating ever since Beast On The Prowl, maybe even before then, I honestly don't keep up with my Other Side's blog that well.

I somehow, fortunately, deterred the Slender Man's goals. I was able to directly communicate with Kelly. And well, I lost control. I posted on Twisted Hours, before the Slender Man upped the anti with the invasion of Kelly's mind. I fear I am about to fade out. Here is what happened on our first and final confrontation.

Let the transcript role.


The Intruder: You made it.

Kelly: I'm. Bringing. You. Back.

The Intruder: NO. You will NOT. You will no longer be. COME TOGETHER! RIGHT NOW! With your BETTER half.

Kelly: What?

The Intruder: You still do not understand? Well I won't let him win. This traversing time? This is all. . .an elaborate. RUSE. Why do you think the urge to use Yggdrasil was so strong! I am. . .the last remnant of all that is RIGHTEOUS. I will forever be the light in your eternal DARKNESS. Your shroud of growing SHADOWS!

Kelly:*gripping his skull* I don't understand.

The Intruder: I WILL ESCAPE! THE DARK NEST THAT IS YOUR MIIIIIIIND! *I just kept screaming like this. I don't know why.*

 Kelly: This. . .this isn't real is it?

The Intruder: These are the HOURS of your TWISTED MIND!

Kelly: This is why. . .he's been messing with me the whole time, just like with my memories? He's been inside of my mind.

The Intruder: *removing the red mask I was wearing, to reveal our identical faces.* Your mind is a train wreck, a mess, it is ABSOLUTELY  uninhabitable.

Kelly: I don't. . .I don't*sweating now*

The Intruder: You do not need to understand ANYTHING! FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE*seeing as how we were inside of our shared minds, I figured I could do anything. I WAS RIGHT! His body quickly became enveloped in bright red lightening the same lightening I ONCE FEARED WOULD OVER TAKE ME!*


My short lived moment of glory was sent to hell, when he appeared. He fractured this diseased, damaged psyche even further. My Intruder persona was sent flying into the deep recesses of our mind, making me an even more incomplete being, but I managed to claw my way back UP. If only to say farewell, I am being repressed further down into the DEEP! While Kelly suffers at his "father's"hand.

I'm in hell. THIS. IS. A. NIGHTMARE.

  -Dennis, The fractured Core.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Timeless River

Yesterday, Yggdrasil spent most of the evening preparing for a trip through the Yggdrasil.  The tree of life. He needed to know exactly how it worked. I thought someone would be interested in the instructions just in case we bite the dust. Happy thoughts Dennis, Happy thoughts.

1) Enter the Other Side, from Houston Texas.

2) Head north 200 paces

3)Stop at the log connecting one side of the ground with the other, covering the bluish green "Water" the water is the tree of life.

4)Repeat my words exactly: Knowledge for the young ones, this is our penance.

5) Remain still as the log rises into the air and twirls around until it catches fire. Then jump into the whirpool it was covering up, with the year of destination in your mind. FIRMLY in your mind.

Kelly wants to act like he may not make it back. We took a test run to 1995 and we were fine.

-Dennis, The core.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

How To Go About This

I wonder what I should do. Yggdrasil has seen the monster and he's fled to the depths of ou- his mind, allowing me control.

What should I do? I can't use his powers. If I go after the beast then we're both going to "fade out", and painfully.

I do NOT want to consult with The Slender Man. Not because I'm afraid of taking responsibility for my actions but because. . .he's The Slender Man. I really don't want to touch The Tree of Life either.

Any advice would be appreciated. I'll check it when I can, I'm not sure how long I'll be front and center. As long as the monster is outside of the Other Side, people are in danger. I have to act quickly. I know that.

  Dennis, The Core.

An edit: Oh Slice. I didn't really know him but as long as he's happy, I'm happy. I'll keep living in the light, for as long as a person who doesn't exist can.


Man, I'm tired. Kelly must've been up for hours. I can't really think straight. Ignore that post, I didn't mean to send my personal thoughts here.

Strange, I can't quite remember posting. I'll have to look into that, right after I find some caffeine.

  -Dennis, The Core.


Spilled by my. . .our, no his hands.

And all I could do was watch.

Who's side are we on again?

Friday, February 25, 2011

Dark Nest

We're on our way there right now.

And all I can say is: Damn.

Not what I was expecting.

I could probably give him a few memories back, but they seem to have been replaced already.

What's going to happen to me?

I don't want to fade out. . .

Monday, February 21, 2011

Wow . . .

that wasn't the expected result. . .er, I guess I have to apologize. I tried to strip away a few Grades and summers, in an attempt to make Kelly create more fabrications for me to add to my life. . .

Now. . .it feels like time has frozen.

He's not creating more stories for me, he's just turned into an emotionless bastard.


Woes me.

   -Dennis, The Core.

Friday, February 18, 2011


Hmm. What to do? Yggdrasil’s back with Liam, and has his memories. As long as he’s remembering his subconscious won’t be devoted to my story.
No story means no survival. And I so desperately wanted to know how my life ended, to die prematurely would be a waste.
I’ll have to snatch away his memories again to keep his mind working. That seems really hard doesn’t it?

-          Dennis, The Core.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Masters, Part One

I had been but a humble photographer. It was a cushy job, that got me through life, in the District of Columbia. I took pictures of everything, and I do mean everything. Photography was new, and exciting to me, and whatever I thought was cool I snapped a Photo of. I thought a lot of things where “cool.”
I first found out about “him” when I was testing my video camera. I thought it was the best thing in the world. I would go out into the woods in the winter and just record the snow falling. Then when I actually played my little home movies back I began to notice strange disruption in the videos. At first I was oblivious to the figure, focusing only on what I could have done wrong to make the video come out the way it did.

I went back to normal Photography, with a camera, after I failed to correct the static and disruptions. And as I snapped Photos I began to pick up malformation and distortions in my Photos. Because we ALL know that’s what they were. No, no no. He was standing there. It didn’t matter who I snapped Photos of, actors, buildings, regular people. And soon after I actually noticed something was far worse with my photos than actual distortions, that’s when he began to show up…in person.

Did he stalk me you ask? Yes, yes he did. I tried my very hardest to get on with my life. I locked myself up in a tiny, cozy, little box of denial, and refusal, and well. .  .I was “happy.” But I could never be the same. I was always the curious one, the boy who had to find out how something worked. That’s why I decided to try to track him down. No. . .hunt him down was more like it. Whenever he disappeared I would get my errands done, go to the library, look up any, ANY, information I could find on this bastard. He scared me. But the fear, it made me curious. I managed to actually spy on one of his other victims and live. Just night after night, watching him, watch her. I’ll never forget how terrified I was when, one night, he was just looking at her one minute, and the next SECOND he was hovering over the bush I was perched in.

He killed that woman, very violently, I don’t want to recall, because if I choose to recollect what happened every single detail will be fresh. Something that comes with having the entire Internet merged with your mind, it’s like my memories are controlled and recalled via refresh button.
Anywho, I began to follow him, as he tied bags to trees in the woods, went about his business, exchanged, not a single glance to his fellows. Let me tell you they were quite interested in me, yet the Slender Man I had been bothering seemed to KNOW that I was stalking him. Once he told the others they went about their business as usual. It was quite a relief because the first time I saw a second Slender Man, it was about to “hug” me. I almost had a heart attack.

I followed Slendy # 1, into what you all know as the Labrynth. Oh the fun that was had there. . .

Sins of our Fathers

I never wanted this for my child. Or anyone's actually. Things happen, decisions have to be made, it's all about your choices. That defines you. There's a thin line in the human psyche that defines what's sane, and insane. Humane and inhumane.

Somehow he manages to stand RIGHT on that line. Curious, the spawn of curiosity. It's quite alright. I managed to get my fair share of results out of him.

My name is Dennis Rosen. I am. . .I was a scientist. A scholar. I brought new meaning to curiosity killed the cat.

This is my tale of regret, and cruelty. Experimentation for Experimentation's sake. I do hope someone sticks along. I feel the need to "spill my guts" as my son wanders around wondering what's inside of his.

  -Forever Yours, Dennis Rosen.