Angel Grove Net

This is fascinating

Someone help me, I'm trapped.

Exterminate. Exterminate.
EXTERMINATE

help me EXTERMINATE EXTERMINATE EXTERMINATE EXTERMINATE.

Swear,don' know wha' ta do with meself these days.

Every time I close my eyes I see the doctor telling us that my grandma was gone. Even when I'm not asleep. I just, I miss her so much.

And my moms, they don't deserve to have me gone too. I don't want them to ever worry about me like they had to worry about Grandma.

You won't believe who I just finished speaking with, after a long, long night on a ship sailing through the world's most amazing seas. I've never found the peace that he does on a ship, nor that of my son, Connor, but there IS something comforting in being with one's father once again, looking at the stars dotting a dark blue sky and speaking of anything and everything that's come to pass since you last knew each other.
( Spoilers for AC 3 Novel: Forsaken )

He looks the same way that he always does, in my memory, my father, my hero, and, for all that I feared that he would hate me, we spent the night and early into the morning talking of anything and everything, particularly my choices, and my allegiances to the Templar Order over Father's Assassin Brotherhood and I thought, surely, towards the end, when he learned of my sister, and of my son and everything that I've done wrong, that he would hate me now, that things could never have been what they were, but he surprised me.

Instead of looking at me with hate in his eyes, or even that terrible look of shock the last time that I saw him as a child, his eyes were warm, he pulled me into his arms, embraced me and he said the words that perhaps, I needed most to hear.

He said that he was proud of me, both as a boy and of the fine man I'd become.

I needed that, and him, far more than I can say, and he's not gone anywhere yet.

I think the next few days will be amazing.

Guess who managed to break free of ALL of them? No more guards to trail me and attempt to coerce me, mind control me or worse, no one to hurt me when I accidentally fuck something up and am afraid to tell people, and nobody to punish me for living my own life, or making me afraid to confess when something I've done's wrong. I'm free. No guards, no sister, and no Da, no boyfriend to disappoint and ruin by being a fuck up, since I don't deserve one or to be happy after what I pulled.

...Well, I do miss two of those all right but I'm not going home until my demands are met, all right then? This has been too good to do anything else with, hasn't it?

The fact Cas suddenly grew up and we had a clean run at stadium jumping today makes it even better somehow.

I keep.... I keep seeing that bloody floor.... and Tony lying there.....

Every time I close my eyes I see it.

[He's got the phone propped against the sink where he's been poking at his face for the past few seconds for everyone to see. He just grins.]

Might look old, but damn! I still feel the exact same. And I still don't remember anything I've seen from the show...except for seeing it on the tv, obviously.

[Another few pokes and it cuts off to end.]

Oh this is gonna be so much fun.

Oh my God..... somebody..... somebody help! They left me to..... they left me to die.....

Here's here.

I...

SHITE he's here.

Roth's here. I can't...

I thought I left him far behind me, not...

Can someone help?

I... just found a feather. There was a letter to me at headquarters and that was all that was inside it...

Could this be? Now, of all times?

I refuse to listen to these... these whispers. Banshee or not, I am free.

The Lich King calls to me. Attempts to compel me to rejoin his side. I refuse.

Oh my goodness! Everyone's so happy and vocal this morning! What am I going to do with them all...

Would anyone be able to come help me walk some dogs?

There's no way this is real. I can't believe it...

Steve! My arm!

She's here. My Elise is here, in my arms, no longer worn down by the world or demands of Assassin and Templar. Only Arno and Elise in this place, only lovers in a time when the spectre of revolution and greed and dogma does not stand before us. She must be Madame Dorian at once, today. No more waiting when death has been overcome with joy I thought that I should never again know. The greatest day of my life is before me now. Perhaps miracles do come true.

Now THIS looks familiar. Let's have fun, kids.