Rorschachs journal is my own work,i do not own the character i wish i did it will hopefully be the first of many,but i am currently just getting to grips with FF uploads as i have a really old slow computer and im more of a writer via the ol pen and paper motif,a real Rorshach at heart and soul.
i hope you like what i write,if i do upload, if not well tough beans too you! this is my first go at publicly writing anything so wish me luck and thanks for reading
RORSCHACHS JOURNAL
Today was harder than most.i began to enjoy the work i do,perhaps a little too much,nobody can see the smile i wear under the mask,if they did ,even the people who know me would run screaming.I think even Daniel who thinks he knows me is beginning to worry,they need not,he need not i know when to pull i found smashing a thugs face into the concrete somewhat gratifying,his blood got on my shoes and it made the job of ridding the world of his person even easier.I found myself disgusted that he could bleed the same colour blood as a normal person, it disturbed me,it should be as black as his corrupted soul,but it was not. he stopped fighting His body finally lay still i found myself staring at his blood on my shoe and it fascinated me,this dark red substance, this thick liquid was the only thing keeping him alive,and now on the outside of his body it was useless to anyone,but especially him. he was a rapist,a bully,a thug,mugger,pimp and low life he needed to be disposed of. he carried sin on him,i carry sin on me but he chose his path i did not.i was born with it, the moment i was cast out of the fetid womb of my mother i have had to fight to survive.i chose to only hurt the guilty, i seek my retribution,this man spent his whole life running from it.i think often how God has looked upon his creation and weeps and no longer does anything,he has turned his back on us he no longer cares,but i do. God and the devil,good and evil,right and wrong black and white that is how it has always been,and that is who i am. i enjoyed weilding the sword of righteousness and smiting and today i began to doubt myself. thou shalt not kill, it is a sin, but today and not for the first time i did,but today was different, today i enjoyed it. Daniel stood by and watched,he called for me to stop,but i did not want to, not until the man was dead. Daniel said to me God will judge him,i had agreed but out loud i merely stated to Daniel that GOD may judge him,but i will deliver him.Daniel has not spoken much since we got back.i hope i did not scare him,but i am to be feared.I am a monster and perhaps if Daniel sees that part of me he will free himself of the friendship he takes his mask off openly in front of me now.I know who he is when he takes off the mask ,perhaps it is best if Daniel only ever knows me with the mask, the real skin under the mask is more monstrous to behold than the mask i wear for him.