User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-5015799-20141206170226

Hell Phoenix: "I doubt so too, but at least we'll know"

Bloodstorm: "I consider it my revenge on the world. My parents... They never loved me... They abused me every single day. I tried pulling pranks to spark fun among us and make them like me more. But I only ended up makin' things worse. I didn't know my grandma had a broken back when I pushed her! I didn't know TV's turn bathtubs into deathtraps!

One day, my mother tried to kill me. She kept beating me up, until I was at an inch of my life! My rescue came in the form of my father. I don't know if he killed her or not, I hope he did. Whatever the case, he was put on trial for it. Seeing this as a chance to get away from all the pain, all the abuse and live a better life, I decided to not defend him. I was sent to this very orphanage... Where it just got worse... Every single day, they swarmed me! All the kids ganged up on me, using me as their plaything"

Hell Phoenix: "I know how that feels..."

Bloodstorm: "And the adults... Were just as bad... My cries for help always fell on deaf ears. No matter how much I plead for them to help me, they only looked away, pretending the violence under their muzzles were non-existent! Hell, they joined in on "the fun"! Every time I tried to fight back, I got scolded for it! They cut my food, free-time and forced me into heavier and heavier work!

Every night, I begged God to help me. At least one thing I knew about the outside world was that many people believed a being named "God" would help them if they prayed to him and "let him into their heart". So I tried to do that, but I got no help. They painful days kept going and going. That's when I realized there is no "God"! But I finally got my revenge! You can see the result of that around you! But I was sentenced for eleven years for it and looked down upon as a monster! Those who died got memorials and those who lived got the help they didn't deserve! So why should others be allowed to savor their life, while I never got to savor MINE!"

Bloodstorm broke into a psycothic tantrum and began slamming the floor with his fists and hitting the walls with his tentacles.

(I'll be back later.)