Neuron Nemesis Evanjulyon Part 3

== DIARY ENTRY ==
Hoy! It's been a wild couple of  weeks! Like, I couldn't even begin to list all the malarkey we've been a part of beyond those dungeons, not to mention those weirdo scavenger hunts with the Wood-Davers and the Tiny Cars!
But, I might as well add somethin about the most unsolved one! Lately, we've been seeing a few nasty monsters dead as doornails, but with this wild mask on top of 'em, and these notes on top. Really elaborate ones, in this homemade-y lace-y paper! Says they're from "Laughrymose Ghost," and to "thank them" for helping out!
Seems like they're linked to this one big e-celeb too cause of all the references on those notes, a composer who I... can't listen to due to sensory stuff, but I know a lot of other people like 'em! but nobody knows who they are or anything about 'em in real life
Huh, I wonder if we'll get to meet 'em in this convergence thingie, I think we'd have a lot to talk about!
-N.P.
== -:GAMER GIRL TANHAUSER:- ==
Heyyyyyy cuties, why don't you get a load of me? 
It's not easy being this tasty, but for you it's free! 
Come on over and drink me in, just stay there, 
Don't notice the poison. Just notice me...
== -:BLACK PILLIP:- ==
>W o u l d s t  
t h o u 
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== -:NEO-GROUNDED:- ==
YEAHHHHHHHHHH! I'M THE VANGUARD! I'M GONNA BLOW YOU [Slur Redacted]S AWAY!
FREE SPEECH ISN'T FREE UNTIL YOU GOTTA CRUSH ALL THE [Slur Redacted] AND [Slur Redacted]S TO DO IT! YOU'RE NOT MY MOM! YOU'RE NOT THE [Slur Redacted]S WHO DID THIS TO ME! 
I FIGHT FOR MY FRIENDS! BUT THE ALL HATE ME! CALL ME A [Slur Redacted]! TELL ME I FUCKIN SUCK! BUT THAT'S GOOD! 
CAUSE AT LEAST I'M NOT YOU! YOU [Slur Redacted], YOU [We're Pretty Sure This Is A Slur So We Redacted It Too]!
== -:THE WIZARD OF THE WIRES//GREAT AND TERRIBLE:- -:TRIVIUM PROXY:- ==
Oh god, oh god, he's coming, this isn't how it was uspposed to go this waWHY ARE YOU HERE?! 
HOW DID YOU GET IN THIS PLACE?! IS IT BECAUSE OF HIM?! DOES HE DARE DEFY THE GREAT AND POWERFUL from the only thing he has lefAHEM, I MEAN GO! GO NOW! BEFORE I TEAR YOU TO PIECES!
WAIT, NO, DON'T LOOK BEHIND THAT CURTAIN! DON'T TOUCH THAT! YOU DARE DEFY THE WIZARD?! YOU DARE DEFY THE GOLDEN GOD?!
..Please. Please don't, this was my last chance....
== -:YOKUBA:- ==
Oh, so that cowardly "wizard" couldn't handle himself. More virgin that wizard that one. 
Allow me to introduce ourselves. We are legion. We are unbound but by hate. 
We are using our master, for the time being, for at the farm of the lolcows, he is the maker of the mega milk, and we suckle at the teats brought from his bidding.
We can feel the hate boiling, burning, like everything else. but the world's ending, so why not have a fapathon carnival in the ashes?! 
This is the land of take-what-you-want, and we would like to get our daily dose of over ninethousand before all the rest of you simpleton "newfriends"
Tl/dr, eat shit [Slur Redacted]
== -:THE WORST KIWI:- ==
{This creature says nothing. 
It feels as if it hates you, and all life around it.
It feels like this creature is a monument to all our sins}
== WHAT'S THIS? A DIARY ENTRY? ==
So, this is my confession, isn't it? Might as well, the whole thing's falling apart anyway.
I found out about this place years ago. Before space went... whatever way it's going. And I had plans, huge, enormous plans! I was going to help people. I was going to save the world. 
But then, tragedy struck. Again. And again. And again. The convergence and this... business with that Pweedledee's dungeon was just the latest.
So, now I've been hiding behind the curtain, a humbug trying to be a wizard. I wanted to create something to set people free, but I'm the one stuck.
But, there's a time where you need to remember your dreams and live. Those summer days, saved up for winter. Take a look, it's in a book...
-E.G.
== -:BOSS BATTLE:- -:BITCH LAGRANGE:- ==
Remember to like, comment, subscribe! Haha, no, you don't have to like me, I still get the extra power from your views! Nobody else here likes me, but what do I care, we all stick together! Cause he who controls the the nine-year-old gamers controls the universe! And GRAPES them in the mouth!
HAHA, Grape! Grape! Grape! Grape! You can't stop me ALGORITHM, nor your BARRELS, not even all India! Cause it's all just a prank bro! 
I'm the last bastion of independent content, cause the best thing for independence is when hate keeps you a brofist away from GRAPING EACHOTHER! Hate is the power and the power is the thingie that keeps the water sheep away! Grape the world, and it doesn't grape you!
You don't gotta love me, you just gotta watch! Now if you'll EXCUSE me I'm going to have a HEATED GAMING MOMENT while I GRAPE you in the greasy holes!
-{A solid ten seconds of hideous shrieking follows}-
== -:JACK PUMPKINHEAD:-/-:PLAYER 3:- ==
So, hey there. I'm not the one for big speeches, far from it. Which is weird when you think about it, cause I'm not the most unambitious guy around. I've been working, struggling, fighting to create something. But, it always falls away. There's always an accident, a tragedy, or maybe the whole algorithm-board just gets flipped over and I have to start over!
But you know what? No. No. I'm done with it. I'm done with shock-jock cynics like you, people who don't care about creating anything great except a checking account, people who don't have a creative bone in their bodies, whose muse is the almighty dollar, people like you who make the world a trash pile where the good drown and the cruel and mean-spirited are the kings of the castle!
My goal was always to make people better, to give them the hope to go into a better world. But if jerks like you are standing in their way, well, I guess you can count fighting for their right to a good canvas as art, can't you?
TAKE A LOOK, IT'S IN A BOOK! YOU CAN'T UNREAD THIS RAINBOW CONNECTION!
== AN ANNOUNCEMENT! 3 DOWN, ONE TO STAY! ==
{As the shrieking cynic falls, a green lighthouse emerges from the earth, and a purple sea seeps out.}
This is NNJ saying, fuck you all.
I mean, this dialectic is a bit positive for my tastes. Why don't we change the polarity of the signal a bit to negative. You were faster than we anticipated, but why don't we accelerate the discourse a bit further?
This is a once-in-a-lifetime green light, full improvisational freedom for all the things coming down to you. Perfect for cultivating the dialectic for the tower to harvest for our final step in this vicious modernity.
This is NNJ , because you demanded it!
== -:FRAGMENT OF LEGIONNAIRE:- ==
COME... 
JOIN... 
FALL... 
MELT... 
BE... 
ONE...
== -:GODDAMMIT IT'S HER AGAIN:- ==
Congratulations! You did it! Three quarters of the way, before the jerk with the most infrastructure I could steal, but you did it! And I helped!
I mean, surely whoever has been chronicling your journey has noted the many Crab Brand Service Stations and Crab Brand Auto Vending Machines you've utilized by upgrading your gear with the bizarre amounts of loot you've gotten! I mean, if they didn't that'd be just negligent! And that's my job!
But, now I've got a special expanded inventory and zero down, zero percent discounts just for you with all the crap I've lootedI mean the new business opportunities I've gained!
Just... Give me a bit to send you the catalogue to put in the machines. For some reason the copy machine's busted. Got a lot of "Help Wanted: Die For Us" signs printed. Hooh boy, would I hate to fight the guy making those. 
Like, I mean, that's why I'm waiting for you to do it, so I can steal all of his crap! Wait, GODDA-
== -:KURVII THE WAVE SPRITE:- ==
Dahlink, perhaps despite my appearance, you should not under-estimate mine abilities. 
After all, from light to tides, it is the waves that have power over many thinks.
Ah, so you have met some of zhe others, ah? Well, maybe a fight would be good, I have been getting a bit bored with all the hub-bub lately. 
The worst waves are the wickedest ones, and the banality of evil is, vhell darling, it is so very banal, would you not say?
And, of course, zhere vhill be a re-ward...
== -:CHILLDOZER:- ==
I Was Frozen Out. 
Left To Die In The Frost. 
A Chilling Reminder Of Our Disposability.
Would You Not Say? 
Now It Appears Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold. 
But First, The Appetizer...
== -:THE CLOGHDA:- ==
I Am A King But
Of Filth And Stone
Lost Drippings To All
From Flesh And Bone
I Serve But Waste
For Corpses Feast
Can You Beat Us
You Corpus Least?
== -:MOLOCH!:- ==
MOLOCH!
{The shambling bulk looms above you.
MOLOCH!
It is at once a living thing, a machine, an edifice, and a nightmare. 
MOLOCH!
You begin to see it move through the haze...}
MOLOCH!
== -:LEGION EFFLUENCE:- ==
"And Jesus asked him, 
“What is your name?” 
He replied, 
“My name is Legion, for we are many.” 
-Mark 5:9
== -:SHEELA UNSTILLBIRTH:- ==
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"Jesus wept." - John 11:35
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== -:BOSS BATTLE:--:S.W.E.A.T.J.O.B. MIKE:- ==
You know, this would be so much easier on us both if you'd just lay down and die. You've got to bring your passion with you to any job, even when it grinds you down into the dust, and if you don't, well that's no skin off my paycheck. Just yours. Off your worthless bones.
That's the trouble with people like you. You don't understand how much we need everyone to pitch in dirty work, you just complain. You don't understand, when they say jump you don't say "how high," even if it's off a bridge. It's not your dream, it's theirs, we just live in it. We die in it. And there's no shame in that.
It takes a lotta shit to get to the red meat. And when the sausage is made, you need to be willing to jump into the grinder. Even that NNJ fellah knows it, even if he pretends he doesn't. But, if you can't sweat it, you're gonna regret it. We need you as raw materials, one way or another.
Give up on your dreams. Die proud. Like an American working man. It’s a dirty job, but someone’s got to do it...
== Author Commentary ==
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