The Gamble/A Big Secret

edit:  **Alert, Bullshit Ahead.  This shit's all false, corrupted data, and useless speculation, don't bother trying to make sense of it.  I leave it here as a reminder of my arrogance, stupidity and downright dementia of a previous time.  Take care**

Alright my friends, today's a big day for this blog.  I have decided that now's a good time to unveil my belief about ole Gaunt.  I've sort of dreaded this day since I put the pieces together because it's a bit exotic in belief.  It's been conjectured by smarter people than I that the construct is really put together from our individual concepts of who he should be.  This does allow for variances in attitude, abilities and sightings.  Sometimes he 'talks', other times he writes, most of the time he doesn't do either, just having Hallowed do his work for him in that regard.  If I explain to you my belief, and it doesn't pan out, if it is not believed.  I'm not certain...maybe he'll change to represent that, and in a mild rebuke, I'll lose whatever slim credibility I am supposed to have.

So I decided to take the gamble, and do it anyway.  'Go big or go home', as I say when playing cards.  First, let me ease you into the concept


His abilities        

Teleportation - almost always near instantaneous, to anywhere at any time.  This means he has to have access from somewhere else, where time isn't an issue.

Alien Nature - For the most part, we can't fathom his goals or beliefs.  He is outside our understanding.  This could mean an alien nature, dimensional or planetary.

Malleable Body - Tentacles, multiple arms, inhuman features.  He can adjust at will.  This to me suggests two things,  his body doesn't have standard blood and organs in it, and two, its a form he assumes, meaning he probably possesses it, or manifests it.  While always similar, to some people he has different qualities.

Other Side-  He's associated with fog, or mist.  Greenlight followed him to 'somewhere'.  A dark reflection of our world perhaps, but marshy.  So we can assume that this is his home, this is where he comes from.

Substance-  He was damaged by a fire extinguisher.  My assumption is that he was only suseptable to it because it was fog-like in nature.  It caused him to leave, and in doing so, left behind some goo of some sort.  You Ghostbuster fans might call it 'slime'.  I think it's appropriate enough.  We also know that Robert has announced that a weapon coated in the substance can damage him.  It needs something from 'beyond' to impact it.

Social Conscious-  As mentioned several times, it's believed that 'we' made him, as a ruse, and it took form.  We all focused on him, and it came to be.  The vast potential of the human race, or at least the fragment that inhabits the internet, still reeling socially from the instant gratification and societal changes that ensued, saw ourselves free of rules.  Reality didn't matter here, and our minds opened up.   Let me say that a different way.  Our minds put him together, our minds establish his abilities, and when he approaches one of us, that person's personal reflection of him is encouraged.  People who watch Marble Hornets, or EverymanHYBRID have a visual representation, and generally 'tune into' that character.

So if you're still with me, follow me two steps further.  First, we created him, using the untapped potential of our communal nature.  Pooling our mental power accidentally.

Mental Power


Psychic Power

There exists a place that allows for every single thing that TDF can accomplish.  It's a place where dreams get their power, and where people can visit if they're gifted enough.  Technically it has two parts, a mirror of our world, where all sorts of fantastic things may occur, as dreams run rampant, created from ectoplasm.  Yes...Ectoplasm, the substance.  The second part of this special place is, as I understand, full of shapes and energies, barely formed horrors and wild mystery, but I don' t think this is part of him...

This place is the Astral Plane.

I just took a deep breath, it feels good to announce my conjecture.  This is also the reason I've taken up meditation, to see if maybe I can go there of my own volition.  No luck on that by the way.

It makes sense though, ectoplasm needed to damage ectoplasm.  all of his abilities are reflected in the abilities of malevolent ectoplasm.  This is where, I believe, the boogeyman comes from.

Thank you for reading.  I await your responses.

Out of Touch

No luck finding the runner in my town, he wasn't at his last position, and there wasn't anyone there that would know his whereabouts.  I've got a theory to explore, though it's probably a dead end.  I'll be incommunicado for a few hours I think.  I'll post back soon, if not tonight. 

White Elephants

edit: Robert's insane, why didn't I even fucking think about that back when I praised him so, back here?  Titles, and 'other side' bullshit.  Why couldn't I see it? No, I had to go in hook line and sinker, believe it all and believe that being given a title meant anything at all.  Do yourselves a favor if this is your first time reading this,  take your index finger, cram it down your throat and spend twenty minutes throwing up, then skip this entry.

I'm sure most of you have followed Robert(Sage) over on White Elephants.  He's gone now, off to do his duty against a callous ethereal foe.  I chalk it up as a win for us overall, the first blog that was ended without a death apparent.  He's still out there, laughing at constructs.  I...Sorry if my typing is a bit off today, I'm perturbed by his departure.

Robert had talked about finding new Sages since the first three had...well disappeared in one form or another.

then I get a comment on my last blog saying

You

3/3

I check the name 'greenlight'....and it's Sage.

I...

god, look, I know I've said that I've always wanted a chance to be someone, to leave something behind...to be remembered, but if I read this right; that he's picking me as a rep of some sort.   I dunno if I'm that sort of guy...

Still, I said I was in this thing, and I guess I still am.  But I haven't seen the Slender Man.  I can only speculate on him until he shows himself.

I guess I really do need to see if that bum is still out there by the overpass, maybe I can learn something useful, or buy him a fire extinguisher...

Amelia got a notice as well,  but who is 1/3?  Who is it?  Maybe we need to talk before anyone starts claiming stuff about 'new sages'.  I wouldn't dare to be so arrogant and self-absorbed to think I know anything more than Robert, Jay or Shaun.

Time to give this some extra thought.


edit:  It's Maduin.  Thanks, Omega.

edit 2:  Maduin and I have been in contact, if only a hair.  He advises me to find the 'Rock' .   Having searched WE, I come across this

Maduin said:
Sad deal, this "Hero" business. And one would have to have a mind and soul as strong as a rock.
Do you intend to nurture such an individual?
Raise one?
Create one? 

then

Robert Sage said... Zeke(Mystic) had his shot, a Warrior who's already had a turn at the Warrior and isn't -corrupted- becomes a Mystic. That's not to say Zeke can't try again.

Maduin...you(Seer) are very very clever and figured out the Grand Theory. Almost. You see, Heroes can't be created or forged. That never ends well. I(Sage) have other plans.


Alright, I have a task before me now, A hero cannot be created or forged, and must have strength of absolute conviction.  So, a hero simply...must be.  How he arises is either pointless or inconsequential.

I think the only way I'm going to really get any answers on what to do, or how to do so is to encounter him myself.