I'm In Hell
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…Well.
I’m in fucking Mordhell. No chains involved, but I’m back here anyways. Still alive, too, which is surprising. Don’t know how much longer all of this is going to take, because I apparently have to “make it up” to Candyland for the kidnapping thing. How in the hell I’m supposed to do that I don’t know, but it’s the only way I’m crawling out of this hell hole, so fine, whatever, I’ll try.
Had a… “session” with Ofdensen and Lupin of all people (because hey, why not let everyone in on the fun?). Son of a… Geh. I’m not going to go over any of that crap. None of it.
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…And this FUCKING COLLAR is starting to chafe. I’m not a dog. I’m not a dog. I’m not. A freaking. DOG. The stupid belt’s attached to one of their faceless guard people right now, and he keeps staring at me. Just… staring. Won’t respond to anything I say, just keeps watching me through those tiny black eye slits like some sort of perverted demon. It’s creepy.
…I think I’m going to have to sleep in Ofdensen's office. That ought to be loads of fun.
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…I miss you, pookums.
…Well.
I’m in fucking Mordhell. No chains involved, but I’m back here anyways. Still alive, too, which is surprising. Don’t know how much longer all of this is going to take, because I apparently have to “make it up” to Candyland for the kidnapping thing. How in the hell I’m supposed to do that I don’t know, but it’s the only way I’m crawling out of this hell hole, so fine, whatever, I’ll try.
Had a… “session” with Ofdensen and Lupin of all people (because hey, why not let everyone in on the fun?). Son of a… Geh. I’m not going to go over any of that crap. None of it.
…
…And this FUCKING COLLAR is starting to chafe. I’m not a dog. I’m not a dog. I’m not. A freaking. DOG. The stupid belt’s attached to one of their faceless guard people right now, and he keeps staring at me. Just… staring. Won’t respond to anything I say, just keeps watching me through those tiny black eye slits like some sort of perverted demon. It’s creepy.
…I think I’m going to have to sleep in Ofdensen's office. That ought to be loads of fun.
…
…
…I miss you, pookums.