tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77467252202074276242024-03-12T19:20:28.242-07:00Osiris ChroniclesThe Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-47833420889335150322014-12-19T04:13:00.002-08:002014-12-19T04:13:57.877-08:00The Assistance I<br />
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ITSHOULDHAVEBEENYOUINSTEADThe Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-20379350932852546662013-05-02T13:30:00.002-07:002013-05-02T13:30:20.530-07:00The AbsenceIt has been a long time since I have posted anything here, or anywhere. We were hoping that everything would be work itself out if we simply ignored it. We just wanted to move on. Obviously, that has not happened, and a lot has actually gone on that I have refrained from posting online because I had figured that posting them would only add fuel to the fire.<br />
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I guess, with the most recent events captured by my camera, that the only way to get things resolved is to be proactive about the situation. So, the videos will resume, and I will release footage of events that occurred between December 2012 and April of 2013. I wasn't able to keep everything under wraps, as I was taunted online, then assaulted by some crazy guy near the end of January(the 20th), so there was that. I am unsure if I should release that footage at this time, or if I should throw it away like I did with the school park video file from a couple years ago.<br />
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I will be posting an update soon, explaining our current situation, and I guess, our whereabouts. The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-89308151067060447602012-09-02T23:11:00.000-07:002012-09-02T23:11:06.134-07:00The RedirectionWith the Stranger deciding not to be convenient and show up when we were prepared to jump him, I decided that I need to figure out some way of provoking him, getting him to show up. I made a chess move a while ago, and nothing has happened since then. Haven't seen those kids in a while either. Still, I'd rather act than react. Real life never seems to work in a nice, simple order. It seems to be either hectic or calm. Can't those kids take a number and get in line?<br />
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I am going to try to find any living family of Josh and Emma Collins. Maybe, if there are any relatives alive, they can help me understand things better. Also, I may try to find out more about these strange kids, see if there is anything there to go on.<br />
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I had another dream that doesn't fit. I was outside of a big house by a river, and was looking for someone. I also felt like I was being followed the whole time. Then, I found the person I was looking for. It was my brother. There were so many things wrong with the scene. The blood. That stood out. I don't normally dream of blood, as I really don't like blood. Most of my dreams, if violence occurs, seem to edit the blood out like a PG-13 movie. Not this time. Also, it all felt so self contained. Usually, my dreams have clear links to something, anything, in my life. This one felt simply strange. The part that bugged me the most is finding my brother in the first place. I know how impossible it would be to do now, as I know the truth. I don't have a brother.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-1900122560494622912012-08-08T15:21:00.002-07:002012-08-08T15:21:53.875-07:00The SicknessAfter coming up with the idea to jump the Stranger, I came down with this fever/flu/cold thing. I believe that the bug that carried it came with the rain storm we recently had. It has kept me in and out of consciousness for these last few days. I fall asleep in bed, and wake up on the couch. I must have done this while in a state in-between awake and asleep. TA has been working more lately, so she has been away, unable to help much here. She's amazing.<br />
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My dreams have, from what I can remember of them, become increasingly unsettling lately. They feel so real, unlike most dreams do. The most recent ones involved a forest looking area, and a man in a coffin within that forest. He looked familiar, but not, at the same time. There was another dream, with a lot of running through the dark, and I finally get to my car, but it isn't my Mustang. It's my old car. I haven't had that car for about 4 years now. I didn't like it much, and would much rather dream about driving the Mustang out of the dark than my old Hyundai.<br />
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Pixi stays close. She sleeps by me on the bed, like a good dog. Sammy hangs out on my guitar amp like an awesome rocker kitty. I hope to be healthy enough to jump this guy with Ralph soon. I haven't, as far as I know, looked out the windows and seen him these last few nights. Been shaken awake by loud thumping noises occasionally though. They never continue after I wake up, so I shrug them off.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-29675354316507997282012-07-20T23:04:00.000-07:002012-07-20T23:04:10.441-07:00The ReduxThey're back. They returned. I thought they just showed up randomly. We locked the doors and windows tonight. We don't have any real weapons, but I have moved my guitars to my bedside, and they are heavy enough to protect me.<br />
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I left this blog alone, because I thought this nonsense was leaving us alone. Clearly, this isn't the case. Whether I am filming, or writing, or anything, there is no rhyme or reason to when any of these things happen.<br />
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I feel watched again. Like eyes are constantly on me. I have the doors locked and windows covered, but I still get that feeling. I recorded throughout the night and saw nothing, but the feeling persisted. Pixi doesn't notice anything.<br />
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I am going to deliberate with TA about what our next steps should be. I don't really know where to go from here. She brought up looking for any living relatives of Josh and Emma Collins, and that might be where we start.<br />
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Sorry if it felt like I fell off the Earth. It is kinda weird, and not something I am comfortable with, discussing everyday occurrences after Osiris disappeared. I figured I'd just update the important things, as I doubt anyone wants to hear me ramble on about how Pixi learned how to organize clothes by color.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-28099891012071920272012-04-23T15:32:00.000-07:002012-04-23T15:32:55.721-07:00The InquiryTonight. We are going to the cemetery tonight. TA, two friends of ours, and me. It is too crowded during the day. I guess it is a landmark or something. One of the only places to visit within the town. So, it being a random Monday night, I decided it is as good as any to find any leads as to what may have happened to Josh and Emma Collins.<br />
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I am going to post what I believe is cause and effect to the YouTube channel sometime within the next few days as well. With so much random crap happening, all this feels like a non linear, non subjective, big ball of wibbly wobbly timey wimey.... stuff. I wish, oh I wish that everything could just take its time, and wait until other random things stopped before they started making every day a new circle of Hell.<br />
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Still haven't seen anyone from that night. It was 3 weeks ago today. I think I can close the book on that. The Stranger has been oddly absent as well. I'd drop everything and try to move on..... but there was another move on the chessboard. There was also a strange symbol written on TA's car.<br />
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I heard a dog howling at the moon. I wished that it was Osiris. I stepped outside and called for him, but no one came. I miss him.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-28563689678107058362012-04-12T11:46:00.000-07:002012-04-12T11:46:14.234-07:00The CalmTA stopped filming for a few seconds after the video ended. There is more to that night, but none of it too terribly noteworthy. I may throw it up on the YouTube channel just so there is a more complete record of the events. The bigger looking dude was gone when I came back into the house. The smaller one limped out before I decided to pursue them. The biggest dude, the one in the mask, gave immediate chase to the Stranger.<br />
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I haven't seen any of them since that night. It has been calm. I have decided to resume the course I had set off on, and check out that cemetery one of these nights sometime in the near future. I don't know what I will expect to find, but TA and a couple friends have volunteered to go with me.<br />
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There is something else though. Something that really disturbs me. I captured a couple things on video that I believe are direct cause and effect. I am debating whether or not to upload it.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-63137339071999744462012-04-02T00:54:00.000-07:002012-04-02T00:54:10.486-07:00The GameState Update 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6qrBUHMird5Ifonsp_4Iw1gLJkXN_M3b1OuX7cpOr6EAkQ5XHPZa67_8GNKW0IbylnWiH6NriE5QbjM_CzgLx1WfI36G33xpBVm5d_DRAE4N4zk1RuE-CRcjujCB05jyV8VfGj2sZV52/s1600/Gamestate2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6qrBUHMird5Ifonsp_4Iw1gLJkXN_M3b1OuX7cpOr6EAkQ5XHPZa67_8GNKW0IbylnWiH6NriE5QbjM_CzgLx1WfI36G33xpBVm5d_DRAE4N4zk1RuE-CRcjujCB05jyV8VfGj2sZV52/s1600/Gamestate2.png" /></a></div>My pawn was taken, then I took the Bishop. These moves occurred right before the events that took place earlier tonight. We are alive and ok, but really shaken up. TA called the cops, but it was no use. They got here too late.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-89866993664901149452012-03-26T02:18:00.000-07:002012-03-26T02:18:21.270-07:00The FearRight now. I hear it. Noises. Upstairs. I don't know what to do. I am laying on the couch. I have a knife. What is in my house? I am thinking about making a run for it. But what about the pets? Where would I even go? I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for this. I don't want to be so alone. The pets don't care. They ignore the noises. I hear sounds. Coming from the windows. Layers of noise. The windows are so loud.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-21716211070654909932012-03-23T18:36:00.000-07:002012-03-23T18:36:19.555-07:00The ParanoiaI feel like they are inside the house. All the time. Always watching me. The hallways feel too dark. Every creek, shudder, and groan of the house makes me nervous. Are they whispering to each other? Are they going to kill me? I sleep in the closet sometimes, locking the bedroom door and barricading myself in the closet. I bring a knife with me. I am not sure I could take all three of these guys, even if I was armed.<br />
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The Windows. They terrify me. We don't have enough money for blinds, so some Windows are wide open, and I see shadows moving. Is it my imagination? I double check the locks every day. Most are always locked, but sometimes, one of the windows is left unlocked. If they already can get in, what's the use in unlocking the window?<br />
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We can't keep living this way. I am going to the cemetery soon, and we are going to just move the hell out of the house as soon as possible. I hope to find a lead on the deaths of Josh and Emma Collins at the cemetery. I forgot what normal life feels like.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-48648506495103489992012-03-02T14:10:00.000-08:002012-03-02T14:10:57.254-08:00The GameState Update 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZy02RdNZnZQ9HRWgWMF0uJPiGG7cm0E7dewrL2R29TNVOMW9_6dWeZ0bRSPofbyUPC7ouT5p3ShELpT-LTud6JyrFROLXDh-LrB2pwjj09bgcFlS6ue7iMvUpf72kt22UQvluAgxCSGk/s1600/Chessasitstands1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZy02RdNZnZQ9HRWgWMF0uJPiGG7cm0E7dewrL2R29TNVOMW9_6dWeZ0bRSPofbyUPC7ouT5p3ShELpT-LTud6JyrFROLXDh-LrB2pwjj09bgcFlS6ue7iMvUpf72kt22UQvluAgxCSGk/s1600/Chessasitstands1.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I realized the game is hard to really see, with the pieces being glass and all, so I decided to keep progress of the moves here. I assume that my clear pieces are the white ones, but the foggy side went first. This is no traditional game of chess, so I will let that slide. Also, even if clear is supposed to be black, I associate myself with being a good person, and the color white is universally accepted as good. </div>The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-33745098293284124682012-03-01T00:27:00.002-08:002012-03-01T00:27:00.649-08:00The ThirdThere is another. I see him out of the corner of my eye. Another man. A big guy, but he keeps vanishing as soon as I actually try to look. Is he their leader? Is he just another one of a group with these people? Is he acting alone? Why won't any of them just talk to me? They hide, they follow, they show up around my house, but they never talk to me. As far as I know, the incident around the stairs is the only time that they were actually inside my house. I searched the entirety of the up-stairs of the place, found no one. Not the Stranger, not these guys, none of them. That big guy has not been inside, as far as my knowledge, but who left the handprint?<br />
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Thus begins March, after a leap-day, we're finally in March. Winter "officially" ends in 20 days, so hopefully I won't be cooped up in the house, and I can try to sort out all this nonsense. I am going to go research the brief 5 year history of the house before we moved in next time I get a chance. I am going to go to the library and see if I can find out anything about weird kids and tall Strangers. He reminds me a lot of Randall Flagg, the Walkin' Dude, from Stephen King's "The Stand". I think this is because there is really nothing else I have ever heard of or read about that is remotely similar to this guy. I am going to try to simply walk up to him and ask him what his deal is, the next time I see him. Yep, caution, meet wind.<br />
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As an aside, I have noticed that movies have names similar to internet handles I have. "The Darkest Hour" was the name I went on topix on(never going back there, that is where intelligence goes to die), and then "Chronicle", which looks like a brilliant movie, for obvious reasons, reminds me of my little cluster of the internet. Now, I am not screaming "copy-cats" because that would be hilariously stupid of me, but I do find it a neat, albeit a little annoying(due to people thinking I used the movies as inspiration to make my name(The Devil Wears Prada band, I feel your pain)). Maybe there will be a Dry Cell movie in the near future! (Ix DrYCeLL xI being my XBox Live Gamertag)The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-89445407227321663962012-02-21T20:22:00.000-08:002012-02-21T20:22:13.708-08:00The StalkersThese two guys have been following us randomly. We only see them out of the corner of our eyes. We don't know who they are, and we haven't angered anyone recently. They hadn't done anything until last night. The footage of what happened was corrupted, but I am tossing it onto YouTube anyway. I don't know how threatening they are, and I really don't want to find out. We don't like carrying weapons with us, and all we really have are kitchen knives. There are no reports about stalkers or anything on the news, so I don't know what to think.<br />
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We are thinking about moving. We can't handle this. We have grown sick of the tall guy. We are sick of the haunted chess board. I think it is just the house, so we are going to try to move somewhere else. We are tight on money, so we will be looking for something small and out of the way. Hopefully we can get out of here by the end of next month.<br />
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Sorry I haven't blogged much. We've either been busy or trying to just forget this when things are slow.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-47297863504914492662012-01-05T02:19:00.000-08:002012-01-05T02:22:20.265-08:00The BreakIt seemed as if everything calmed down for me. Those kids were gone, that Stranger was gone, and things felt sane again. Then I checked my memory stick, because I had a fun video of Sammy getting stuck under the sink, and felt it would be nice to bring my channel back to what it should be: the chronicling of my pets, now that Osiris is missing to the point of lost hope, I was hoping that Sammy and Pixi would pick up the slack. Well, every video was missing except one, that I don't even think I shot, it has weird kids chanting in it, and the video quality is corrupted. It's up on YouTube now. I think I am just going to throw away that chessboard and hope that does it.<br />
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December was nice. Got too see my great grandmother, and spend some of christmas with family. I got sick on christmas eve, so the actual days weren't all that fun. Not much snow at all, which is nice as well.<br />
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Happy New Year everyone, and let's all hope 2012 is better than 2011 was!The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-36231285517482194002011-11-27T14:54:00.000-08:002011-11-27T14:54:57.093-08:00The SceneryI need to get out of the house. I feel like a prisoner in here. So much is going on in and around the damn house. I just need to breathe some fresh air. Weird kids, tall strangers, and ghost chessboards, I've had enough. I just want things to be normal. I don't know why this is all going on. I think I am a fairly unremarkable person. I just want this all to go away.<br />
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Osiris is still gone. Our friend Lynn found a skull, but the snout bone looks way too wide to be his. I still hold out hope that he is missing and I will find him.<br />
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Pixi has been doing alright. She has been very clingy ever since Osiris has disappeared. She hasn't started looking out the window all night like Osiris did before he ran away.<br />
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I'm a Broncos fan, and they are doing well with Tim Tebow, and the haters have been proven wrong so many times, but they keep on trying to put down Tebow. You "experts" are always good for a laugh.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-52994905420208557022011-11-17T19:29:00.000-08:002011-11-17T19:29:07.319-08:00The ContinuationHe is getting up and running to the streetlight. I have had to drag him back into bed. He is still delusional, rambling all sorts of nonsense, including swinging flashlights, and the trouble the filming began, or something.<br />
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He is eating. Not much, but food is food. He is staying hydrated, and I am hoping soon I can get him up and moving, and away from the house, for even a few days.<br />
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Speaking of, I want to find a getaway for us. Something simple, but romantic. We need it. This whole thing has stressed him out.<br />
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I don't think we are going to find Osiris. It's simply been too long. Part of me wants to keep hoping, but we have to face the reality that he is gone. Who knows, though? His sister's cat went missing for 3 months in the winter and randomly showed up. Anything can happen.<br />
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T.A.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-80922824991380462392011-11-08T11:29:00.000-08:002011-11-08T11:29:42.569-08:00The StatusTristan left his blogger logged in as well as his YouTube. I guess I will just give an update on the current situation.<div><br />
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</div><div>His injuries. Nothing too major. When I finally dragged him into quick care, they ran a CAT scan and found nothing abnormal in his brain, so I am happy there isn't a concussion or anything. He has a sprained ankle and wrist, as well as a lot of bruising.</div><div><br />
</div><div>He is delusional, or something. He is speaking in strange cadences, and his sentences are garbled up and don't make too much sense. I personally find some of it rather funny, but I shouldn't laugh when he is in the shape he is in. I will video record one of these little episodes if I can, and put it up on YouTube, and maybe all you in YouTube land can get a chuckle out of it.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I think it is good, this fever of his, at least he doesn't have the stress of that stupid stranger guy, or has he even looked at the chess board in the last week. Maybe everything can return to normal now.</div><div><br />
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</div><div>p.s. I think his little naming thing is cute, so I kept up the theme!</div>The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-56542234642292982432011-10-31T21:20:00.000-07:002012-09-02T22:55:03.431-07:00The RetentionIn the most recent video I posted, I took Pixi for a walk, and upon returning, I saw the Stranger standing in the very window that I have looked out at him from. When I went upstairs to look for him(bigger knife than the Shadow video), he wasn't there. My fiancee didn't hear anything odd while we were out, and she still refuses to believe that anyone is there. She thinks that some clothes were just hung up in the closet in such a way that I manifested it into seeing the Stranger. I need proof, solid, undeniable proof, that he is around, and that he is dangerous. I can't show her the events of the park video I shot, because I fear somehow it would wind up in a situation where the police become involved. I am going to try to get this proof, at whatever cost. I can't let her lose trust in me, I need to keep her with me. I can't do this alone.<br />
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My memory is strange. No loss, or gaps in my memory, but rather the memories themselves, or whatever I can collaborate with video, don't line up perfectly. I would remember a conversation as me being calm and talking rationally, but the video would show me talking quickly, and a little eccentric. I don't think this is too big of a deal, at least right now, as so long as the memories are there, even if the details don't match. It may just be the stress of Osiris still being gone. We've slowed down our call rate, and our searches grow fewer. I don't know if we'll ever see him again, and if this creepy Stranger punk took him, I am going to personally beat the ever living shit out of him.<br />
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Pixi was Darth Vader for Halloween. I'll post a video we took of her in her costume in a couple days. I loaned my card reader to my sister so she can do a school project, so I won't be able to upload it until Thursday. It's still late night on Halloween, I may go out and see if the Stranger or the missing children are randomly roaming the streets.<br />
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And to whoever is breaking into my house to play chess against me: My father taught my how to play chess before he taught me how to tie my shoes. You aren't going to beat me, and I don't even see what you are trying to accomplish by playing such a meaningless game of chess against me. Go waste someone else's time.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-89245865572464190172011-10-23T22:22:00.000-07:002011-10-23T22:22:46.444-07:00The GoneOsiris ran away. He chased after that fucker that I call the Stranger. It's been over 3 days. We've looked. Day in and day out, we've looked. We canceled the vacation in order to look for him, and we've turned up nothing. We have gone to every local shelter, and even looked around the local ditches, hoping we wouldn't see him lying in one. No matter what, we haven't found a lead on this. The Stranger hasn't been around since that night, and that's probably a good thing considering how badly I would beat the piss out of him if I find out that he took my dog. I don't have much else to say right now, as the YouTube and the Twitter and the Blogger were supposed to be about Osiris, and now he is missing. I don't know if I am going to update this until he is found and I can simply resume talking about his day to day. I'll make my decision soon enough, but for the few people that actually read these, I wouldn't hold my breath, unless something I film absolutely needs to be uploaded or I experience something that needs to be talked about. There will be a new video up tonight but I am unsure if that is the last one or not.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-24293325649289561952011-10-13T00:52:00.000-07:002011-10-13T00:54:36.588-07:00The Frantic<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;">Believe me believe me believe me. Don't act like you don't know don't act like you don't know don't act like you don't know. The Walls. I thought these rooms were bigger.</span>The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-25770576931445081392011-10-12T10:01:00.000-07:002011-10-12T10:01:36.850-07:00The UnconvincedShe "humored" me, by looking around for this guy. She still doesn't believe that this guy is a threat, or really doing anything that wrong. She was only mad that he was on the property. She said that the way he moved his arm while petting(?) Pixi was unnatural and therefore it had to be a prank. The problem I keep running into, though, is that I haven't told her about the park. He way he moved then, what he did, just didn't seem anything like this. It's like he is toying with me by keeping her incredulous. Yeah, I looked at the footage of this newest video and of the park video that I don't want to upload, and it isn't the same. A thought just occured to me. Did I unknowingly make the title "The Taunt" mean both him taunting me about being in my yard and next to my dog, as well as him taunting me with a movement that looked just "off" enough to keep my fiancee unconvinced? I know I am clever, but what if he is too?<br />
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I am buying a really nice coat today. Maybe this coat will be enough for me to step into the screen for a video that actually makes it onto YouTube, as opposed to all of the footage I have of me sleeping and other few random times I find myself on the other end of the view-find. This coat is fantastic, oh yes! I have to order it online, so I hope that shipping doesn't interfere with my vacation. Oh yeah, the vacation....<br />
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So far the vacation plans are holding strong. I will be heading to Colorado soon. My fiancee has some family there, and I am a Broncos fan, so it should be a nice trip for us and for me to get my mind off of this Stranger nonsense. He can stare at an empty house all he wants for all I care. Obviously I am going to bring the camera. I will upload any interesting places, or people, that we encounter.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-85143025642108873792011-10-07T10:32:00.000-07:002011-10-07T10:32:41.630-07:00The PrioritiesWhile the chess board is creepy, a harmless game of chess with a ghost or whatever is not enough to sway me away from buying a beastly new coat. So, if I end up getting a new chess board at all, it will be in November. I think I may have overblown the connection between the chess board and the Stranger showing up around my house. The human mind always looks for patterns, and I believe I may have prematurely connected some dots. I went outside recently, at night, to look for him. I made sure to arm myself, in the event that he tried anything. The video of this is up on YouTube.<br />
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Nothing new about the lost but somehow not lost kids. I don't really know why I am even bothering to take the time to write about that bit of news. i am not related, directly or indirectly, nor do I know, anyone that is involved in this. I mean sure, it makes for something interesting to write about, but they don't have anything to do with Osiris or me.<br />
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I started walking. I take the camera and go walking. I walk around the neighborhood, to local stores, and even the local forest preserve. It's nice, and a good way to relax and unwind. With this Stranger asshole taking so much face time in my most recent videos, I think I am going to deny this punk the satisfaction of being a fixation, and I will post a new video about something that isn't him. I mean seriously, does that dude have nothing better to do in his spare time? Doesn't he have a family or something? Friends? I don't recall angering anyone locally, except for some idiot woman at the video store. Quick version of that gem: She rented her kid a video game. The clerk asked how many nights they would like to have it, 2 or 5. The little boy, LIKE EVERY LITTLE BOY DOES, looks upward at his mother, eyes hopeful. She gets it for 5 nights. As they are walking out, I make a comment that I just to do that, and the mother gets all pissed like I was making fun of her kid. No, idiot woman, I was reminiscing about my personal childhood and how I completely relate to the situation. Whatever.<br />
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I may be gearing up for a vacation out west. More details in the next blog, assuming the plans hold together.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-53203981068493017692011-10-02T01:57:00.000-07:002011-10-02T01:57:50.599-07:00The SidewalksSomething came to attention. Rather fast, I must say. I moved the pawn, and on that night, the Bishop was moved on the board and the Stranger stood on the sidewalk in front of the house. I have video of it. He isn't there anymore, and it seems like he only showed up the one time. This is in stark contrast to him standing under that streetlight for the better part of 2 weeks. He was there, without fail, for every night. Now, after this first night, he hasn't shown up for the last couple of days. This whole haunted chess board and the Stranger creeping around outside the house has really got me on edge. I am thinking about putting the chess board into storage and just buying a new one or something. The pieces are the only thing that gets moved, in the entire house, as far as I am aware.<br />
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Osiris has tried to bolt outside every night since the Stranger appeared on the sidewalk. His hip is bothering him still, but he isn't letting that stop him. I hope I can keep him from getting out. He hasn't been eating as much lately, and that, coupled with his hip issues, have me worried. Luckily, he was sleeping when I saw the Stranger outside the window on the sidewalk, so it didn't alter his behavior while a potential threat was around.<br />
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There are weird rumors going around. The missing kids, all 3 of them, have still not been found. That isn't the strange thing. The part that is getting attention, though, is the unverified sightings of them. A few people have claimed to have seen them walking around the sidewalks in their neighborhoods, but they disappear before their identities can be confirmed. This isn't isolated. At least 10 unrelated people, in different local neighborhoods have come forward to the police, claiming to have seen them. There was also a murder. An elderly woman was killed in one of the neighborhoods. Again, wouldn't be a big deal, but, the children were seen just a few houses away from the house the woman resided in just a couple hours before the woman's death was reported. Maybe a grand wild goose chase to keep the police looking for these children instead of investigating a murder more thoroughly? Not really my concern, just a strange bit of happenings lately.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-21367532045083574992011-09-28T02:05:00.000-07:002011-09-28T02:11:18.343-07:00The GearsI made my move on the chess board. I just simply moved a pawn forward. I will post either a picture or a video of the move(as I have both) soon. I simply don't think me moving one chess piece is enough to warrant any kind of attention, so I will try to get the dogs to do something interesting so I can put something of substance on the channel. I really don't want to flood the channel with spam videos, especially if it's just me responding to what seems to be a haunted chess piece.<br />
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Osiris just stares at the streetlight man. For what seems like hours, Osiris looks out that window and watches him. When streetlight man(I will dub him "The Stranger" from now on, as I did in my YouTube video) disappears, Osiris whimpers and comes over to me, acting like I need to explain to him who that weird Stranger is. I informed the police about this guy, but they claim that they never see anyone out there when they do their rounds in the neighborhood. The fact that Osiris can see him too comforts me. It helps me know that I am not just making this up, or hallucinating.<br />
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Those dreams people have about falling? Yeah, I am having those now too. The thing is, though, that my dreams aren't about me falling off a tall building or a cliff, but out my own windows. The slow motion style, coupled with immense dread, have overriden my "normal" nightmares of red skies and darkness. My fiancee is getting worried about the increase in my sleep "abnormalities". She took a class to train to become a Sleep Study Technician a while back, and she says that what I am experiencing is not consistent with any "normal" sleep issues, or dream issues.<br />
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Gears of War 3. How to review it properly without spoiling the campaign story.... Well, the story isn't much. It's actually the low point in the game for me. The missions are lame, and when you stop to think about what you are truly doing, you become disappointed. That said, the level design is great, the gameplay is top notch and the graphics and sound are wonderful. The battles are a blast, and the scenery is really neat. I guess I will make a small spoiler here, and speak of the horrors of going through 7 chapters that are entirely about getting gasoline. No, I am not kidding. Of course, you will have a fun time doing it, but to me, the epic(no pun intended) ending to a trilogy like this needs to be about more than a glorified fetch quest. The multiplayer shines in this installment. The weapons feel more balanced, and even I, a pretty average to below average multiplayer gamer in Gears of War 1 and 2, found myself playing well in this new multiplayer. Horde mode got a face lift, and now features boss battles and allows you to build fortifications. The new Beast mode is a ton of fun, where the players assume the role of the locust and attack the humans for a change. It is definitely worth a look. Wrapping up this short review, I would say that the groundwork laid in the first two installments really comes to life in this last one, apart from the story. The controls are tight, the game strikes a great balance in difficulty and now there is even a 4 player co-op feature. To me, this game is a must buy.The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746725220207427624.post-44426793781203996892011-09-25T12:42:00.000-07:002011-09-25T12:42:35.568-07:00The StillnessThe man outside the window under the streetlight hasn't moved. He is still there, every night. He doesn't move. Ever. He just stands there. I decided to play an opening move on the chess board. I doubt that anything will happen, but I'll do it anyway, because I want "the last word". The piece has moved back to it's location every time I tried to move it. I am going to move a pawn of my own. Whether or not I will upload a video of such a mundane thing is still up in the air. <div><br />
</div><div>I've spent the majority of the last week playing Gears of War 3. I have been trying to escape the nightmares, forget about the streetlight man, and overall just feel better. I will do a move detailed write-up and review on the game with my next entry.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Pixi did something interesting today. She needed a bath, so I turned on the water, and let the tub begin to fill a bit. Then, she jumped in on her own! I was surprised, because she hates water(why, I'll never understand) and doesn't much care for baths. She was also good for the entire bath, another oddity. I won't complain though, and I will take my victories where I can get them.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Sorry about another short update, I promise the next one will be longer, even without a full Gears of War 3 review.</div>The Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385260139285180856noreply@blogger.com0