Chebinger: Assuming Direct Control

[Guest Cheb]

If you came here hoping for a report about possession, HAH, I LAUGH AT YOU, then you'll hafta wait.

 

So, October 1st, I came BACK to the site after my six month hiatus, attempted tulpa creation and being all around chill with everyone.

 

I didn't really feel like making one of these, because I know I'll forget practically every three days and am not good at getting thoughts from my brain to my mouth/hands.

 

There is actually only one thing that I'm going to say about my previous week, and that's that I read THIS post and it made me ALL OF THE SADS.

 

Anyways, I'll edit this post with the results of my next forcing session (like, five minutes from now), and maybe a little thought I have about life in general.

 

Spent half an hour sitting outside at the track I normally talk to Chen at. Not that that's the only place I do it, but my rambling skills shoot up to god-tier when I'm walking, so it just makes sense. I had a can of tea and a sandwich with me, and I talked to her about my plans for this, and generally rambled on about how needlessly worried I get over her.

 

Also; got a feeling she's trying to tell me that she wants a different name, but can't figure out why, or what it should be.

[Guest Cheb]

Lying in bed forcing last night, was had just hit that point where I'm thinking about nothing at all, my mind was pretty blank when I swear I heard her say something.

 

"If you can't remember, this is your last chance."

 

Pretty damn cryptic, if you ask me. I've also noticed that recently when my head starts to hurt a little, I can kinda tell what Chen's trying to tell me.