He warned you didn't he? That I'm a bad being? You can even see past my perversion, yet so many little lambs follow to the slaughterhouse. Don't be offended by my curt observations, you know it's true, yet... Yet, you stayed so willingly. I am a simulacrum to him, and your desires for the original have lead you to me. You have gained an attraction whether it be out of romantic or sexual feelings or from some form of admiration of my work and what I do. I am but a pretender however. No matter how you view it I am a copy of that Fischfuck. But you don't care do you? No... No one cares unless it becomes personal... So why don't I make it personal? Why don't I just remind that you are just as guilty as I am of pretending. Would your friends be proud of how you present yourself on the web? Your family? What about your, oh so admired, failure of a man? So remember that I am not one to insult, for you all are as guilty as I am. You all have become a damaged shell like I have one way or another. So why don't you let me in... Let me strengthen that shell. I can bring you back up from the words that have been spoken here. I am the only one who can fix you, so make your choice... Given in, or remain broken...
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Mad Man's Rambling
FanfictionThis is basically a collection of stories I write as if Dark was writing it whenever I can't rp him or have motivation to rp him. So I suppose you can imagine it as sort of rambles from Darkiplier. Do not repost this anywhere else without my permiss...
