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Hi. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too. Do you have a story of your own?

You may be interested to know that your name has another meaning. It is an era in time. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cenozoic

I know. The time of creation. Ironic, don’t you agree?

Very interesting.

I found you on MySpace. Nice pic.

I would like to know more about you.

What would you like to know?

I love the way you write its so pretty. *in total awe of you*

Nice to meet you, I’m Indy. By any chance, do you have a nickname too?

Anything that you feel you want, or need to share with others.

Thank you, Indy.
It’s nice to meet you too.
I’ve gone by Cen, Turtle, a lot of things, really. I don’t mind what you call me.

I’m better at merely answering questions.

Turtle. I like turtles.

What’s your favorite color then? And your real age, not your mental one, since (at least personally) aren’t mental ages always in flux?

Maybe we can all share some information. I’m 23 Indigo. How old are you? I love your name!

My favorite color, I guess red.
I’m 14, in a way. It’s hard to say.

Perhaps you have an old soul. Maybe you are like me, I am different from other people.

Thanks, :S!. But half the time I’m informed that Indigo is a guy’s name.

I am 15 and have been for 3 days, but I’m everything I want to be. I never act my age only younger or older.

An old soul, supported by poetry, how romantic…

Indeed. I don’t think the word ‘unique’ can quite cover it.

Unique is just a way of normal people labeling those they see as different.

I’m sorry to inform you that I must take my leave since my family’s going to watch the fireworks. Perhaps another time? It was fun talking to you, regardless of how short our conversation was.

Bye. It was nice talking. Take care.

Okay, have fun.
It was good getting to speak to you.
Goodbye.

I also have to leave. Good luck with your travels through this world. Enjoy being different.

Alright, you too. I hope to speak again with you soon.

So, Cenozoic, you seem like a really interesting person. Who are you, really?

How do you mean?

Well, sorry if this seems rude, but I am guessing if your dad was 14 when you were born, and he named you after both him and your mother, I’m guessing he loved her a lot, obviously, but she didn’t see him the same way. How would you know how much he loved her? Did she leave him when you were born? Then you say he is lost, does that mean he left? Did he die?
You don’t have to answer these if you don’t want to, I don’t want to hurt your feelings or anything…

We all have problems of ‘Do I exist?’ or ‘Am I alone?’ but we just have to deal with it, you know? We’re all here if you need to talk to somebody.

It’s ok. I don’t mind the questions.
Neither my mom or dad are dead.
I think you have misunderstood.
My dad was not 14 when I was born.
I said I was created by a boy of 14.
He didn’t name me after his wife, or my mother.
He named me after a girl he’s too afraid to talk to.
I know how much he loved her because I know his thoughts.

When I said, “I don’t actually exist.” It was not a question.
I didn’t ask whether I was alone, I merely stated that he isn’t with me anymore.

O.o That was unexpected.
Now I’m lost, I’ve got no idea what to say to that… I mean… Wow.
Wow.
Wow.
There is just something about the way you write that is just amazing to me. It’s hard to focus. Excuse me if I sound ridiculous, but… it’s almost like its… magical. lol I love it.

Thank you, Rocco.
I’d love to stay and explain,
but I really must be going.
Sorry. It would be great to hear from you again later.

Ok, I’ll talk to you then, then.
And you have to explain all this, it will drive me, and probably a few other people crazy trying to think about it. lol

Rocco has a point turtle it’s too easy to get swept away in your writing…

I’m here.
What would you like me to explain?

Well, first, what do you mean you don’t exist?
If your parents didn’t name you, who did?
I don’t know, you are extremely confusing, very interesting. Intriguing….

I do not exist.
At least not in the way you may see.
I am invisible.
I show the right way,
I tell the wrong way.
I, as you may think,
am a personality.
I exist just as much as you do.
But when you look at me you won’t see anything.

My parents named me, but they did not give me my name.
They taught me, but I learned nothing.
They looked at me, but never saw.
I became my own self.

Wow, that’s…well… I don’t know what to say.

You aren’t, by chance, a secret government AI program are you?

What makes you say that?
I guess it could be a thought for consideration.
I suppose it’s up to you to decide.

Mind games?
Is that what is going on?
This will be interesting.

Haha, I like mind games. :)

I don’t think it’s mind games I think its poetry~! But seriously if I was to play along, this would be one heck of a post:

If you are nothing
then I am less
A shattered voice
Harmless unless spoken to
Trained into silence
Told to shut up
That what I’m thinking
isn’t right
never will be
Trained as insane
taught to be crazy
grew up less then expectations
When you look away
I’m no longer there
But then
Was I even there
In the first place?

Lol, Rocco, your turn~! we’ll all have a confusing hullabaloo! Yey~!

Ooh, that was nice. Did you just make that up? Haha, my turn? For what?

Course I just made it up it wouldn’t be fair if I cheated. Now you make poetry out of your life, yeah? You have some interesting material to go on I’m sure.

I could give it a try, but what you could call poetry usually comes out by itself, with no real given from me…

Dude that’s how it works for me too. 0.o It’s not magic. JUST TYPE darn it or else how will we play mind games?

Well, my heart is but a mere pawn,
in her game of chess.
My mind a blob of clay.
Formed to whatever she wants.
Knocking me like a baseball,
throwing myself to the greatest distance,
so that she may have a home run.
Then she leaves and I disappear.
Gone, for now, until she may return.
She is my candle light,
lit so I can see the night.
Her power is just so bright,
that all I see is white.
But I’m happy.
That is, for now.

There. That was probably crap. But that was the best I could pull out of nowhere.

That was good.
You are both great poets.

Isn’t poetry a mind game though?
Speaking your feelings,
you change how other people feel.
It’s magic.
A mind game.

Poetry isn’t magic. The way you speak is though, it’s like magical poetry. So cool. lol

What about you, Cen? What’s the poem from you?

I’m no poet.
I can’t write anything like that.
I leave that to another self.

Is this my conscience
Decide myself for appropriate divide
A stymulis that exist for the abscence of nothing
Inner voices
A subtraction from my eyes
Im blind
I meant my age were seven
Half his age and then some
A waxed seal of approval
Four letters are a number
My father said 4
Alone when he left me for right is what i write
That purpose had no meaning
If i find him i will not look
You know i know you know you do but cant
My head
Im rest
And our mind wont mind you still will
Still if she stays
I comes and goes

Its damaging i manage to panic
But menace is cold like titanic i slip
She froze and i dont know him
But he met me once
Should i pull them inside out
A internal verification to expose the man
We understand the problem is not his program
But slam the door if she can
Technical neccessity
Why would he know such a thing
And be me all over again
I pretend when he does
A whole month i could stand
But that year sat still
and still
Its know wonder i wander and won her wanting hurt
Am i one if it touches the first
It was a game im afraid
He did not pay

But she played for free
I see that now
But only tommorow will not tell me how if i remember now
It goes on forever this eternal end is upsetting the start
Is the new beginning beginning yesterday if i play will you not be late
This debate i decide is a head state a mind frame
A mind game
Dont mind me i rave
Or at least he did

I’m kinda confused here. Is your post a poem considering every one is writing poems? How were you created? If you are just a personality as you say, if you don’t really exist as sometihng you can see, how are you writing this post? How did your parents teach you and look at you if they couldnt see you? Im confused…

Wow, Akithma, that was really good… Was that for yourself, or Cen? It sounded like it could fit his life, but if that were true, it also seems you know more about him than we do.
I don’t think it was meant to be a poetry post, is just kind of happened like that…

You are a fantastic poet, Akithma.
It seems a lot of people on this site are.

I write this post, as another self.
Not another person,
but a different perspective.
My folks saw flesh,
but not mind.
My parents taught well,
but had nothing to teach.
I had already known.
I taught them more than they me.
Although, in a way, I am their son,
they did not give me birth.
I was never truly born.

*eyes twitches*-(Copied that from Indy, lol)
I don’t get it! You have lost me over and over again. You make no sense!
*more eye twitching*
You’re better at messing with peoples heads than I am!

i think you guys are all looking at this with a he needs my help attitude
like his post was a cry for help

i feel that it was just him expressing his emotions

in reality he dosent need our help

you guys are all great poets but your looking at his writing trying to understand it
when you should look at it as a fellow poet

he is a poem itself

Well, I’m pretty sure we’ve covered that he doesn’t need help. I think…
But doesn’t the way he writes intrigue you? Isn’t it… just… well, Idk.
It’s different. Why does he write the way he does? Why does he say the things he says?
Why does he speak that way?
I think that’s what we are trying to figure out here.

do you honestly think you’ll ever find out. Something so interesting so mystifying and so intriguing; why would you want to ruin that with answers.

Anyway a great magician never gives away its tricks ;)

i also think that his material is running a little low that last one was way mediocre compared to the others

Hmmm. beautiful. But is he not simply writing from the perspective of an imaginary friend, or a neglected personality of a schitzophrenic mind?
That ties in with everything he says, and he slipped a few hints…

it is quite creative, and very interesting…

i was thinking that as well but he come right on out and says hes righting from another self
i don’t think he’d give it up that easily

but i could just be over thinking this whole thing

As a cataclysmic horizon implodes mindless colour
As the dead are dying and the blind are blinded, re-living the past for the future has ceased to matter.
Caught in a space between now and never, helpless to what was and what will be.

Perpetual paralysis pertaining to a perturbing perennial paradox; purgatorial perdition of the peccable.
Present and past, the passé perception of paradise, the presumptuous perfidy of past promises.

All gone

lol. I enjoy confusing!

Interesting… Cen, what do you think?

so cen is the one who posted this and you are just a mere side of cen???

I am one side. If you could call it a side,
Just another self, I guess.

hehe. thought so! Nicely done as well. The type of focus and reflection you used was quite inspirational

An imaginary friend, a neglected personality.
Both are true, in a way.
I am no magician, nor poet.
I fear I am something else altogether.
I could be wrong too.
:S! said earlier, about an old soul.
I think that may be closest.
I believe something else.
I’d assume that I am a compilation.
A mixture of souls,
A combination of spirits,
An array of personalities,
from all through time.
Passed down through lives,
Generations of experience,
but years of my own.
I keep what I hear,
even if I am not the one to hear it.
Maybe it was the ape,
that evolved into my ancestors.
I change, as if I’m moving onto a new life,
Another ancestor.
A good question, Who am I?

Lol. ‘who are you?’.

You are.

it sounds like your life in general

I’ve got a lot of problems in my life…
But, It’s weird…
I can talk to myself without realizing it.
Am I me?…
But who could that be?
It could be me…

Or, it could be me…

I think I could be done here,
but, then again…
It couldn’t be me…

Stand_alone, he is not a poem in itself. If he was, he wouldn’t exist as one of us now would he?

We don’t know who you are because you poetry only makes sense to you. Just like mine made sense to me. And if you knew my past, you’d understand it too. So maybe try our way of thinking or I will try to get everyone to have a nice long post in which we show off writing skillz.

NOT Productive ^.

And by the way, Rocco, its my plan that soon everyone will speak fluent Indy *rubs hands together evilly*

If it was me…

heh. you should come back and send me a shout sometime cenozoic, I could entertain myself for hours with this stuff. bedtime, night night.

when i said hes a poem i didnt mean literately i meant just his writing.

and she right no one will never understand anothers poetry

Goodnight, Jed.

So tell us, turtle, in our way since we’re slow and what not, what it is you’ve been telling us.

yeah i think its time we all know a little bit of everyones past (not in poem form i dont feel like being deep)

Well,
I think,
I cannot be sure.
I’m trying to explain.
The life, of a boy, that’s lost.
One you may think you know, but may not.
This boy has been trying to speak out always.
But he never could quite do it. He is challenged.
That’s all he’s ever wanted. Was a bit of challenge.

*raises hand*

At the age of 3 until 7 i was told I was legally insane and told that what i thought and saw and whatnot was wrong. and trapped inside a mental home practically. rereading my poem it makes sense now no? Oh and my parents hate me since they think of me as a spare child :). I love them anyway even though they’re crazy.

That was so much faster wow

YOUR TURN. *menacing glare*

He is crazy.
I think I’m going to be done here after all this is over.
He will tell you what you ask,
but will not give you the answer you seek.

NEITHER WILL YOU darn it.

I’m crazy, you’re making me that way, seriously.

He’s a lunatic, He’s insane, he’s crazy, he’s lonely, he’s scared, he’s brave, he’s strong, he’s, he’s, he’s well, I’m sure you can probably guess who he is by now.

Maybe not who, in my sense, but you know his name. You know my name.

He’s you?
Darn it i was going to say that all creepy and stuff you replied to fast :( and i type too slow.

You haven’t guessed who it is yet. I told you all along who he is.
I’ve explained everything to you. You should know who it is.
Say a name. WHO AM I??

Why can’t we just tell them?

Because I need clarification.
I am just crazy.
Help me!
No. You can’t. I’ve tried.

Is this like some mind game?

*plays dumb*

Turtle. You’re turtle?

Yes, it is a mind game.
It’s always been a mind game.
But your not playing. We are.
You are a great help though,
it’s been great talking to you, Indy.

Isn’t that giving away too much? She probably knows without even thinking now.

I want to play though it’s just stupid :( I don’t like this one.

And I do know and have known since you first shown up.

But I can’t say. Since this is the mind game and It’s not my turn.

scuse me

*since you both showed up

this is for indigo i was born in VA and my real parents left me in the hospital i then went from foster parent to foster parent none wanted me. i lived out of a trash bag the only thing i owned was the cloths on my back and memorys from all the foster parents that gave me up.
when i turned 9 i finally found a real mom that loved me but she pasted away 1 year later from a drunk driver thats when i ran away i was found 2 weeks later by a truck driver on the side of the road i dont remember much but i remember that after i ran away no one looked for me
i drove along in his truck untill i reached another foster agency were i stayed and look after littler kids and helped them get homes
but i never found a home

until a new foster parent discoverd me and now i live there unloved just used for that check she gets each month for taking “CARE” of me

thats why i come on help it makes me feel less alone and more like there people i can relate too but indy had it far worse than i did

Good, you do know then? Turtle, Cen, Cenozoic, Myeyesclosed, we are one and the same, we have more names, but the one you know, just say it. Please. Say it so I can be free.
I sound like some dramatic Disney movie now, great. I feel… finish the sentence. I know you can. I’m sick of everything right now, I think this is more of a game than we expected, you guys. Let me tell my story as myself. Tell me who I am.
It’s your turn Indy, we’ve all gone.

and now i just told my life story to every1 one just to find out this was some mind game

i bet indy was made up

you feel like your alive and MORE than just a name

So do I. But I’m multi-personalitied, So I have to find out, I think. I don’t know…

Please help. After I get all this out I can leave. Then I won’t come back.
Indy, please just say it. Are you still here? Anyone?

OW HEY THERE, stand Alone that Was MEEEAAN.

You mean /I/ was made up, as a personality? For Turtle? No, my friend. Seriously though, I’m not.

Nor is /that/ made up, my story, thanks. I. got. over. it. Yep. That’s why I can say it so easy. And I’d send you the post where I’ve already said it before this, but its not mine to send.

But why the mind games? We’re here to help and Indy doesn’t like letting people know that she can twist the words as well :(. It gives her an ace when she needs it. :(.

You wont come back? I recommend mexico. very warm.

i dont understand this
the more he writes the stupider i feel
and im usually a witty kid
its sorta depressing to that i gave my life story (iv got over too)up soo easily to get answers
when all i got was more games

If you want me to leave, I’ll leave.
But you said you know who I am, do you or don’t you?

hey, play along with me, stand alone. I can keep up so can you and if you can’t fake it. :).

Clever words hide how confused you are and if they don’t the secrets will be revealed by the speaker anyway since he’s here to talk he might as well…

Now listen, Turtle. What is it that’s got you so down you’re playing mind games with one of the most immature people on this site: yours truly?

And I don’t want you to leave. I like playing optimistic and assuming the best.

Um hang on because of how slow I type my answer to your last question is coming.

The game is almost over. Indy can finish it, or maybe you can. If you are as witty as I hope you are. I’m sick of this now. Just end it. Say the name. You know what it is, please, I’ll throw as much as I can out,
I… I can’t say it. I don’t know why.
I’m multi personalitied.
I learn more from silence than I do from any teacher…
I don’t think I can say anymore than that. I don’t know why.

I. Never. said. I. know. Who. You. are.

And I can’t. not outright. I mean, seriously, for all I know, this could be some stupid post by someone with a clever mind and an itching to confuse the unclever masses. I can have a name yes and I can see a picture who says thats really you?

I can’t end this game it’s not my turn I’ve said it once I’ll Repeat it

THIS IS NOT MY TURN ITS YOURS turtle. Just. Say. it.

all this time all this time not once have I written your name its your turn your turn, isn’t it?

The person I have been talking about, my creator, me, him, they, us, we. WE are all the same. I’m sure you are both smart enough to do this.

*giggles ferociously* NOW We’re playing~!

smart smart who is smart Indy’s losing track who am I what are you all this questions you already know the answer to~!

ok ok ok ok ok
i have decided that i already put so much time into this to let it go to wast

and turtle

have you read the book the perks of being a wallflower

No.

Cenozoic Moveliami Jr. The name. My name, a permanent seal. A disgrace to what all you may think is right or normal. Unfold the name. Mix the letters up, rearrange them.
This is my name! Just tell me!
Cenozoic Moveliami Jr!

Cenozoic Moveliami Jr

Whoops made a mistake there wrong person answered stand alone.

Indy doesn’t DO anagrams. But your friend does, doesn’t he?

SINCE THIS IS JUST A GAME your turn.

Cenozoic Moveliami Jr that is his name right???
he dose say it

That’s, like Indy has kindly mentioned, an anagram. She knows my name, but she won’t say it. Why? Talking to myself isn’t that bad. Responding to yourself isn’t that bad… But when you talk to a person that doesn’t know you, but lives in the same brain? How does that make me look?

Yes, my name! My friend? We’re not friends, I don’t think. We fight a lot. Just please, Indy, you know the answer. I know you do. That voice in the back of your head. Stop ignoring it.

no, no, stand alone don’t you get it?

this whole thing never existed it’s his name its anagrammed, supposed to be funny or something but this entire thing, this whole post

it’s a game, from the start to see who’d catch on and who’d get to the final round and who’d let him win.

Don’t take your turn, stand alone. he hasn’t taken his yet.

if we move our position is nullified.

Please, Indigo_Rain, why do you hurt me like this? You’ve helped so much…
Fine. Tell me your rules, how do I get over my turn?

I never meant to be funny. I made that up a long time ago to tell everyone how I felt, without really telling them. You know, being subtle.

It will hit you any minute now, if it hasn’t already. You will suddenly know. I’m sure you will.

*cackles* You think It’s that easy?

You’ve hurt too many people, Turtle, even me. I’ll be suspected for faking this post since /I/ kept up, didn’t I? It’s not that easy It’s not that simple because you have any idea the thoughts you’ve put into peoples heads? that they’re not smart enough, not clever enough not wise enough to keep up? they came to help you shot them down.

I knew from the start, Turtle. I see words in different ways.

But you, ooooh you. You twisted words and used them against people to confuse them, hid behind your single spaced heaven.

How do you take your turn?

Say it, say what no one sees because you won’t let them. say it and I’ll help you forgive you say it so you apologize to those who didn’t know they were playing a game.

1st i dont care about turns anymore
2nd there a differences between being smart and crazy
3rd i think were taking this way to far if he wont tell us whats up y should we mess around with him

turtle/cen your game is not fun and its not cruel its just a simple game that your in control of so do what you want but im not solving a puzzle or some stupid **** like that
your just a scitso that has nothing better to do with his/hers day then post post of things that you know will just arouse trouble

I’m sorry. I really truly am. It’s not Indigo. I swear.
But, Indy, you are better at this mind game than I am. You know how to hurt people through words. You should be the author. Not me. But I can’t say it. I just can’t.
Are you forming the words into a knife, then twisting it into me?
I’m sorry everyone I may have hurt. I’m sorry.

You will see now, Please, Stand_alone, Don’t tell me I’m smart. I won’t believe you… yet, at least.

im never said your smart i said theres a difference between crazy and smart

and i dont think your smart

and you just proved yourself stupid by not reading correctly what i put done

and if your looking to get some kind of satisfaction out of this your not

Indy, why can’t you just end this? With one word. It’s all over. We’re all happy. I can either leave or tell you my story. Everyone will be done with this. Just end it. If you won’t, at least tell me why you won’t? Honestly? Just tell me why.

Your a cruel person, Stand_alone. Maybe, instead of being so sure I’m the one that misread your post, check it, maybe you are the one who made the mistake. Maybe you told me wrong. Maybe you made a typo.

But, then again, maybe I did make an error, big deal. It shows I’m at least slightly human.

yeah and that WILL be your downfall

Please, allow it to be.
If you think I am gaining any pleasure from this,
you are very, very mistaken.

do you think im losing any pleasure from this your the one mistaken

I’m a realist. I see through things. Or try to :)

Sorry You woke up Crazy Indy. And she doesn’t like being awake. I’ll put her back to bed but there goes the smart me and then the one you met would appear, right?

I’m surprised, really, I would have thought that you would have realized I was playing mind games back?

Seriously, go back and count the number of personalities you met. THAT it why I see through this, isn’t it, Turtle?

I’m no author; I’m like you, but with less…anxiety.

And that ^ is why I can’t say it. because you’re aware that if someone else says it, the spell breaks the game ends. Never once have YOU finished the game, have you? always pausing 3 feet from the goal. That’s why. If I say it, the spell breaks, but your insides remain un-patched.

You say it and this is the last game you’ll ever need to play. You say it and you’re free, aren’t you?

End it. End the game. End it before you get hurt.

I’m not trying to make you lose pleasure. I hate hurting people. It hurts me just as much as it may them. I’d much rather you be happy than sad.

myeyesclosed wrote:
Yes, it is a mind game.
It’s always been a mind game.

If only people would actually read what you wrote instead of getting lost in it but that’s the way words work right?

Twist them bend them anyway you like make them into a silver knife~!

im just saying that i have not gained or lost anything from this post im not putting any effort into actually trying to find out who you TWO are
i could care less i just find this whole thing amusing and i like to every now and again put my 2cent in

im well awarewhat he wrote
i know that cin/myeyesclosed/anonymous are all the same

you dont need to tell that facts that are already laid out

I just can’t Indy. I have to let someone else win. I guess that’s why it’s so hard. I can see that you are playing mind games, thus when I said, “But, Indy, you are better at this mind game than I am.”
I never saw that I was trying to let someone else win. I tripped myself in this race so you could run forth and take the goal. But, you didn’t do what I expected, you stopped, to make sure I was okay. You knew I did it on purpose, even if I didn’t. Now you are pushing me to the line saying I deserve the victory, and I’m crawling back the other way, telling you I tripped and you deserve the goal.
Just take it, Indy. I can’t set myself free. I need someone else to do it. Take the trophy at the end. Please.

yes, stand alone the facts have been laid out since Post One he says it. he says it quite clearly what he’s been trying to get at, but not in a way anyone can understand.

Are you serious, right now, Turtle? Haven’t you seen every great racing movie?

Its the hurt one that wins. And you’re hurt.

Say it. It’s not my turn, hasn’t been for awhile, ever since I revealed what I’m capable of, now, has it been?

Go ahead, we’re all waiting. And cheering. It’s your turn, take it.

i just got done reading all these replays and i think your all crazy and that cen is just playing games with you fools

yeah im going to have to agree wiht the guy above

just go away if your going to call us crazy

I should have seen this one coming Indy. I should have known you’d of all people find a way to throw that back at me. That’s why I hoped you;d be here. I SAW that you would be the one.
But, I’ve seen how my life goes when I base it on the movies, and books, and music, and everything else. You. Indy, Tell me. Just tell us all. You know the answer. I’m changing what I see. I won’t let it happen.

look i want to saty and find out whats going down just as much as you stand to be mean

alright whatever just try not to get in our way

so cen whats your real human name that your birth parents gave you

I’m following what you told me. I can’t say the word. I can’t give anymore.
Just please Indy, You must know by now.

you have to have one

is indy indigo

The sad part is, even if I tell you that, nobody will know who that is.
My human name, given to my flesh body, by that bodies parents…
It’s name is David.
But that is no help.
Yes, Indy is short for Indigo, it’s the name she uses as herself.

The name David means nothing to anyone. Not even I.

ok daved
thats clear things up you mean something
if you didnt i wouldnt be talking to you

Hey now, anon how do know if I really am crazy that would be very offending now right?
Or maybe we’re just going too fast for you?
And why the same person is this a joke, anon?

You saw me? *cackles* no one sees indy from the start you didn’t think she’d win she was what we call “too stupid” talking in her airy way and cutesy style.

You of all people? Me? More facts for the hungry?

Come on, stand alone, are you with us?

We’re going to let him win for once. Everyone deserves one chance, right?

I do know. But can’t say. Its not my place, not my turn, not my realm. It’s yours. If I win, you get battered and bruised.

Since you saw me letting you win and If you lose what happens?

YES~! I’m Indy ^^ sorry, I talk in 3rd person lots it’s a habit~! And you anon, shouldn’t you be answering the question you asked turtle?

the famous statue by Michaelangelo has your name, turtle. I think SEVERAL people also have your name

o im here im just on the sidelines for a bit

Aw, it’s not hard. Just tell him to win, yeah? Or are you just watching the game?

o i have told him hes won im just bored now i have lost my intrest in the game so now im watching
but it look like anon is filling in fine

ok time for the questions
david are you below the age 20 speaking human years no bullshit

I agree~! What’s you name Anon, and welcome to the game! By now you must see it since you’ve read all the previous posts, no?

But I have to stress: do. not. win. If you win, he loses and allllll my work, all my time and all everyone else’s time runs down the drain.

Anon, what’s your age and why are you anon?

Indigo… I’ve actually been having doubts for the past few minutes… DO you know who I am? Or are you just saying that to try make me jump the line?
And, Like I said, the name David means nothing to me, it’s not my name, it was given to me, but does not belong to me.
Below the age of 20? Yes, I suppose. My body has lived on this earth for almost 15 years.

ok im done here i have everything all figured out

Do you? I don’t think you do, actually.

thank god im not the only one whos smart enough to figure it out i was just seeing if some1 else could b4 i reviled my conclusion but that would be fun to ANDY would it so ill take my win and leave i have you all figured out

you did leave a ton of clues behind ya just have to know what to look for

ill be going now bye

Andy? No.

Sorry, Stand_alone. I am not Andy. That is the name of a cousin of mine though.

Fuuun three players one winner don’t let it be yooouuu

I know what your name means I know what you are and I know what you’re capable of.

Hey anon, by any chance are you…going to answer my questions?

Turtle, please just let yourself win. seriously.

Uh oh the people are leaving the battlefield.

I think he meant Indy? Like, I was you. see told you so. :( I sound too much like you.

And just in case: this is indy as anon. Very ugly yes. But not Turtle.

haha i didnt even relize i put andy i meant indy

and its nice to know your are a human beacuse you have a cousin but by now i win

See?

So, Indy, or Stand_alone, or Anon, apparently, how do I know you know who I am? Can you give me hints at least, like I did for you?

This isn’t fair, I’m being framed. :(.

I AM NOT HIM. I happen to be a girl and I like my gender thanks.

My name Is Indigo, Under the name Indigo_Rain, I am a female, 15 years old and born in July. I am not him, sorry. No. There were ‘hints’ you thought you saw, grabbing at snatches of things. I. Am. Not. Him. ARRRGH!!! seriously go through my profile or something I’m not him!

But I know him.

How do I know you know me?
Actually, I know you know me.
But I don’t know whether you know the name it is I am looking for. The name that means something to me. The name that will open up the door. The name that is the key to these ankle locks, holding me back from the door that opens to the sunlight in which I have never seen but always dream of.

I can feel this. I know it will be better as soon as the name is said. As soon as it is said I’ll be the free genie, let loose from the prison in which I have been held in for so long. So much longer than my life. So much longer than anyones life that lives today.
But you are just so persistant to keep me locked up. Why?

I think we lost Anon I bet he thought I was you too I’ve been around you too much you’re rubbing off on me I sound like you.

Dude, you have the key, have always had it, have had it since you made up this name to hide yourself. *brushes hands* I wash my hands of that key, its yours now.

Seriously this conversation could go on forever us both saying no neither would crack that’s why it’s easier just to let go.

I’m too tired for this race any more. I can’t run I seem to have twisted my ankle on the little clock reading 1:47 a.m.

The genie cannot rub his own lamp, Indy.
The prisoner cannot unlock his own door.
You see, I found the words I’ve been looking for:
“The lock is on the wrong side of the door. Even if the prisoner has the key, he has no way of getting free. He needs the outsider to open it for him.”
-/The name that must be said/
Indy, you are the outsider.

But, I guess, with Indy gone, Anon ditched, and Stand_alone who-knows-where… I guess that means we are all left alone now, Right?

Anonymous wrote:
The genie cannot rub his own lamp, Indy.

My mind just pitched into the gutter for that comment I will have you know.

No.

/I’m/ the prisoner trapped in YOUR mind game. Look around you. YOU started this, YOU locked me in, locked us all in, holding the key and thinking you were left alone. Actually look at that door for once, don’t think that you’re the one that needs helping.

I want out as much as you want out, but Its a.not my turn b.not my place and c.You’re holding the key

And you know what, Turtle number two, I don’t need your SASS. *glare*

My name is Rocco.
My name is Rocco. My name is Rocco. My name is Rocco.
Here I am. Not there, not here. Here. My name is Rocco.
Now, for my disgraceful knowledge, I will show you the anagram, because I feel I must.
Canozoic Moveliami Jr
Imroccoi lovejazmi ne
I’m Rocco. I love Jazmine.
Goodnight, goodbye, possibly.
Are you happy now? Is that what you wanted?
I feel no better. I feel bitter. I feel like I lost a horrible victory.
I feel terrible. I feel sick. Night.

My name is Rocco.
My name is Rocco. My name is Rocco. My name is Rocco.
Here I am. Not there, not here. Here. My name is Rocco.
Now, for my disgraceful knowledge, I will show you the anagram, because I feel I must.
Canozoic Moveliami Jr
Imroccoi lovejazmi ne
I’m Rocco. I love Jazmine.
Goodnight, goodbye, possibly.

Lmao, you sir, are a genius.

Weelll, had ME stumped

Lol jk…

Hey now hey now, be happy. Indy was quick yeah, but she doesn’t want Rocco sad :(.

Is THAT her name? God in all this time talking to you never once did you say her name.

I DID give you a hint many times:

Indigo_Rain wrote:
I’ve been around you too much you’re rubbing off on me

*brushes hands*

both references to our other conversation. Heck, i must of referenced it all the time: the poem i wrote included. And that part when i said i was born in july -i said it only since i knew you were too…

you’re very clever though. and a good writer.

And you won but its odd since you’re not used to it?

i knew it!!!!!!

by the way…. anon was me

i got tired of me not playing any mind games back soooo i decided to have some fun

hah. I’ve just read through the entire coloumn. it’s been…entertaining