the party don't start till I walk in

Um, okay, so over the weekend and today some of the old posts went up on TWFNO/Time Waits and I checked this blog and everything went absolutely nuts.

Over the past couple of days, Tiktok (yes, I did name this post that to make you mad), uploaded 10 posts, one explaining how she was going to upload the posts that used to be on Time Waits and then the first 9 chronological posts of the blog, spanning a period of time from March to April.

I admit, they were hard for me to read. Penny is -- was, perhaps -- a sister to me. if any of you out there have a friend you would honestly throw yourself in front of a bullet for, Penny is that friend to me. The thought that she is now nothing more than a marionette, manipulated to further that thing's cause...that hurts.

I feel like a bad friend, that I didn't notice this happening. I was too wrapped up in my own fucking problems to notice what was happening to her. If Tiktok is telling the truth, there's very little left of her now.

Sometimes I wonder why it even needs proxies. Certainly he's powerful enough to do whatever it is he gets his kicks from without enlisting some feeble human meat puppets.

I have a theory about that. I think It feeds on negative emotion, somehow. The purpose of proxies, of targeting people's friends and family, is to weaken people's resolve and make it easier to get into their head and kill them or proxify them as well and use them on the next victim. I don't know, it's a stupid theory and I'm probably wrong but there seems to be no other reason to act through proxies. Find a victim, get into their head, make them a proxy, use them to get to his next victim, blah blah blah.

It's a stupid idea. Maybe this is just a game to It. Just for shits and giggles. Just fucking around with peoples lives because it feels like it. Just turning people's best friends into a shell, a shadow of who they once were, for no reason. Hurting and killing and screwing peoples lives up like they don't matter.

i'm tired and sad and angry and confused and my chest hurts i've got no one to turn to, not now.

i want to cry.

Hiatus

Hi guys, Ary here. I'm in the midst of my year 12 exams at the moment, and they're gonna be eating my time until the 30th, so regrettably I'm gonna have to abandon this blog for the next two weeks. I promise I'll come back with a super-mega-bumper Kitten Monday and if anything untoward happens I will inform you all.

Ciao for now and much love,
Ariadne

Further attempts at catching Waking!Ary on camera.

Okay, so funny story guys.

I left my webcam running from when I got up this morning to catch Waking!Ary (hopefully) on film. I woke up a little while ago. I remember going into my room, realising that the camera was on, and being...exasperated, really. Almost amused. Then I sat on the floor for a bit and then I woke up and went to check my webcam.

I found this:

I can't get it to rotate the right way up, but she left a POST-IT note tacked over my webcam saying "Nice try, Better luck next time?"

My webcam was still running. No footage of Waking!Ary, just my room then post-it note.

Well. Are you willing to co-operate or not? You can see It and I can't. I know you know something. Something about the maze of leaves, the labyrinth. the red text, the white words- hell, even Tik Tok. I want answers.

Speaking of Tik Tok, we're working on getting some posts up on Time Waits For No One. We looked at the queue and there are about twenty queued from next friday onwards. Hopefully we can get some answers.

--Ary