10 Remday 2018

10:30 p.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal,

Today I have returned to my home town, Ketterburg, where I met that horrendous Jade. I have returned to set my glorious and ingenious plan into action. I am positive that that sinful Jade shall be here any minute, so I am comfortably waiting in the square for his arrival. It has been a horrid few hours already, but I'm sure I shall be seeing his glorious face soon. My marvelous plan shall work no doubt, but it's just a matter of Jade showing.

Yours Truly
Dist the Rose, God-General

11 Remday 2018

1:00 a.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal,

I have yet to see that conniving Jade appear in this town. I have sent one of my glorious fon-machines to search around this small ice-cold town. I shall now continue playing tic-tac-toe with myself on the floor with the snow and a gorgeous stick. So far, I have lost one million nine hundred eighty-three thousand six hundred and seven times and made a glorious win... once. But, I shall triumph!

Yours Truly
Dist the Rose, God-General

11 Remday 2018

6:23 a.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal,

I am still waiting for that snake Jade and playing glorious wonderful tic-tac-toe. It is fourteen million three hundred and seventy-six thousand nine hundred and twenty-five to my wondrous twenty-three.

Yours Truly
Dist the Rose, God-General, Tic-Tac-Toe Master

11 Remday 2018

11:46 a.m. Ketterburg still

My Dearest Revenge Journal,

THAT FOUL CONNIVING IMBECILE! HE SHALL RUE THE DAY HE DIDN'T COME TO KETTERBURG! What's even worse is an annoying little brat hit my gorgeous face with a disgusting, slimy, brown snowball! Of all the incompetence! I shall find where he lives and send my glorious beautiful robots to throw snowballs in HIS face. Let's see how HE likes getting smacked in the face with an such an ugly piece of freezing substance! With my beautiful eyes and gorgeous cheeks I shall kill that brat!

Yours Truly
Dist the Rose, God-General, Child Murderer

11 Remday 2018

3:47 p.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal

I realize that my genius may be too much for Jade to understand. Perhaps this is why he is so late, I give him too much credit to keep up with my super ultra brilliant mind. But surely the six of them should be able to figure out my wondrous letter EVENTUALLY, well that is if they ever want their beloved flightstone back. In the mean time, I will be counting the snowflakes that fall (the pretty ones, not those half broken impudent excuses for snowflakes). It will be worth the wait to see Jade's face when he tastes my victory.

TTFN
Dist The Rose, God-General

11 Remday 2018

4:20 p.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal

I the marvelous Dist The Rose have counted four-hundred million eight hundred and sixty seven thousand four hundred and ninety six perfect snowflakes. I believe I am starting to grow rather tired of this. I believe that when that foolish Jade finally arrives, I will force him to pay for a meal for yours truly. In the Meantime...back to the snowflakes...ugh...

Yours Truly
Dist The Rose, God General

16 Remday 2018

5:03 p.m. Ketterburg

My Dearest Revenge Journal

Today I only have had one thing that has crossed my ingenious mind...

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16 Remday 2018

5:13 p.m. Ketterburg

My dearest Revenge Journal

The most horrid unthinkable thing happened to me just a moment ago. While writing my wondrous perfect revenge, that futile pen I was using so rudely ran out of ink on me! The nerve! To think that such an ignorant vile pen would have the audacity to run out on me! Dist The Rose! But I digress, That grotesque piece of trash has met its demise once and for all in the deepest depths of the trash can. There it shall face an eternity of rotting in the stench of other people's waste. Oh how utterly EVIL I am! That Jade will rue the day he got the nerve to leave me! Hmph!

Yours Truly
Dist The Rose, God-General.