LIARSFOLLY

LIARSFOLLY: The only fan-work crossover story you’ll ever need

liarsfolly is the collaborative effort of two people, the head being @bpdgraham​ with the generous help of @feralcannibal​

Tim Wright has just opened a blog to get his mind off the events of Marble Hornets. Things seems to be going well, for a while at least. That is, until a certain observer shows up in his life. From then on, things start to go south. As the story progresses, more and more problems invade Tim’s life-- as well as some old friends and even new ones.

Tim isn’t the only protagonist. And the Observer isn’t the only antagonist either. However, to not spoil the story, it will be left at that.

[END GAME]

thanks to all that have stuck with us til the end. for some, we still have a lot to deal with. but maybe it wont be so bad. and if this has proven anything, its that we can make it through it                                                         x tim

This goes out to Jay. Rest peacefully man.

M.Andersen

☺

regards, x

thanks guys. now its my time to fight. i wouldnt be here without you

- noah

HABIT and I are going to keep pushing forwards. Hell, I’ll even get to see Evan more often. Thanks for sticking with us. I don’t know if I would have made it without you.

VIN

SEE YOU.

WARMEST REGARDS,

To all the followers of this blog:

T H A N K  Y O U !!!

with love,

So as I had expected, he has reiterated.

By 'he' I mean Michael. As it would seem, he was not excluded from the iteration cycle. A new iteration is beginning.

However, something different is occurring. It is a separate iteration than the rest. An insert, if you will. Meaning he will return to Reality without the entire Reality resetting; only he will reset. And he will thus have all the memories of before.

He will return home to Jersey. Return to his life-- without Patrick to bother him.

As for myself, I am trapped here with the Firebrand. I am no longer the Everyman. I never was. I realize that now.

I wish I had seen this outcome sooner.

To HABIT: Take care of Vinny. And Tim, go find Michael. He will need you.

noah has the journal and is alive, thanks to vin and tim’s efforts. this is the last you will hear from us. we have other things to do, lessons to learn.

Where we were taken from. The journal is still here, where it was left. Tim is taking his pills. I’m very shaken but...look’s like we are okay.

Not sure how Noah is fairing but, either way, as soon as we get the chance we are going to head to Florida to give him the journal.

My head is throbbing. I feel a memory in the back of my head but I can quite grasp it yet. Might look back through this blog to jog my memory.

Brian and Corenthal helped us back out of the Eden. Brian couldn’t come back with us, but maybe that’s just how it has to be.

Everything is okay, for now.

uh

tim here. i have no clue what the fuck just happened. my cheek is swollen though, damn. vin is here with me too, unconscious. not sure where we are but i think its near the eden, according to the last post on this blog by habit

i want to know what happened but im not sure if thats a good idea right now. once vin wakes up, we’re going to go into the eden

finally. i think we are free.

UNFORTUNATELY I CANNOT MAKE VIN UNABLE TO REMEMBER WHAT I DID. WE BOTH HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS.

(PATRICK, JUDAS, and EVERYMAN stand around the body of THE FIREBRAND, who lays unconscious on the ground. Footsteps can be heard in the background. VIN walks into frame.)

VIN: HELLO ALL.

PATRICK: Huh? You're not Vinny.

HABIT: THOUGHT YOU COULD FOOL ME THAT EASILY? I'M ALMOST INSULTED. EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT I DIDN'T EXPECT ANY BETTER FROM A MORON LIKE YOU, PAT.

PATRICK: HABIT, eh? Guess you couldn't resist trying out your favorite human hm? Even now you betray your own words just as you did to me.

HABIT: BOO-FUCKING-HOO, PATRICK.

PATRICK: So, what brings you here? I saw the song you posted.

HABIT: THIS.

(HABIT knocks JUDAS out with a single punch. Turning to PATRICK now, HABIT removes a cloth from his pocket as well as the clockhand.)

HABIT: NOW, IF YOU DON'T MIND.

PATRICK: What--

(HABIT launches forwards, shoving the clockhand into PATRICK'S neck. PATRICK falls to the ground, choking and writhing. The clockhand, not only touching his bare skin hurting him severely, has now broken through his jugular. PATRICK lays on the ground, bleeding out.)

PATRICK: F-Fuck...fuck...you can't do this...! Y-You cgh...cheater!

HABIT: PAY YOUR DUES, BITCH.

(HABIT kicks PATRICK in the face, splitting his lip. He then turns to EVERYMAN.)

HABIT: ALRIGHT FUCKER. WHAT'S IT GONNA BE?

EVERYMAN: ...

HABIT: YOU'RE A WEAK SON OF A BITCH. YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE.

EVERYMAN: You're right. You got me. What do you want?

(HABIT takes the handcuffs from his pocket and attaches one to EVERYMAN's wrist. He then tugs him over to THE FIREBRAND, attaching the other end.)

HABIT: THERE YOU GO, DUMBASS. NOW YOU HAVE TO FACE THE FUCKING MESS YOU PUT YOURSELF AND FIREBRAND IN. CONGRATS.

EVERYMAN: ...Why don't you just kill me?

HABIT: ARE YOU DENSE? NOT ONLY WOULD THAT BE KILLING THE BODY I AM CURRENTLY INHABITING, BUT ALSO KILL ALL ITERATIONS OF VIN. AND I CAN'T KILL HIM. THIS ISN'T SOME MURDER-SUICIDE SHIT.

EVERYMAN: You care about him, then.

HABIT: YEAH YEAH. NOW I GOTTA TAKE THIS OTHER FUCKER BACK TO WHAT'S-HIS-NAME. SEE YOU.

(HABIT picks up JUDAS and carries him off.)

HERE’S A SONG FOR YOU.

I’M ABOUT TO SAVE EVERYONE’S FUCKING LIFE FROM THE GRIP OF PATRICK AND EVERYMAN, SO I THINK THAT DESERVES A BIT OF THANKS ACTUALLY.

I’M GOING TO SET THINGS STRAIGHT.