Samson 5

SOULS SOULS I MUST EAT SOULS AND BURY THE SKULLS OF MY ENEMIES IN THE BACK YARD AROO AROO

Paisley 5

Samson has led a legion of demons out of mother’s bedroom -God knows where they came from or how they got in there- and has taken over the house. I am locked in my room as the sounds of wailing damnation fills the house. The scratching at my door is getting louder every moment. I think I know what he wants... but I threw it out the window, and if what I learned last night is true, the demons are trapped in the house forever now.

Tabitha 5

I’ve made myself a proper smock, so my art can be around my body the same way it’s inside my head. I made it from all the pieces that nobody will miss, like scraps and hairy men from the park. I look just like an animal now. I can’t wait to show daddy!

Lenora 5

Octavian's mind is lost: he has no more interest in my demonic fantasies than he has ever had in my exceptionally succulent (and talented) flesh. But I have conjured the creatures from my lust into being: incubi by the dozen, summoned to slake my unquenchable lust. Even they are scarcely match for me, but at last I have the lovers I desire; my hand shakes as I pen this, but my body and soul will have what they desire.

Octavian 5

The hyenas are barking all night long, and the hot summer heat of the Savannah drives me to madness during the day. Yesterday, a pack of lions ate Fredrick. No beast will get close enough to do the same to me.

Paisley 4

I was looking for my Lucifrex in Mom’s room, and I found it... along with something in her lingerie drawer… I'll spare you the details, but I decided to take it, because moms shouldn't have things like that. Anyway, I took my Lucifrex, had an awesome time, came back, and passed out. I can’t remember what happened at the end of the night.

Good to have things back on track.

Octavian 4

Tobacco and alcohol aren’t helping my waking nightmares- I took a pill to calm my nerves and finally let me sleep. I woke up in my favorite chair, cleaning my gun. My old hunter’s heart can hear the way they’re talking about me, but I’ll not let them forget: I am the alpha male! There’s only one bull elephant in this herd.

Tabitha 4

Even though Mom doesn't like the new mailman, he seems pretty okay to me. He came right into the house when I invited him. Too bad he probably won't be our mailman for very long- I’m going to use him as the model for my next piece, Throat Tearing with Sir Yiffington. 

Lenora 4

I cannot drive the images of demons, lustily entwined, from my head. Their tongues, their horns, their ever-changing bodies sliding and undulating against one another against a backdrop of equisite torture... these are the visions that occupy my restless mind. Tragically, the pages have been taken: Octavian must have discovered my perfidy and reclaimed what was his. Tonight I intend to act on him as the demons act in my mind: why should we not share what we both secretly desire?

Octavian 3

I've been having horrible, haunting nightmares. I find myself putting down a bottle of Johnny Walker every night to keep the visions away. Every time I close my eyes, I’m back on that hunting trip on the Serengeti. Something is behind my eyes...

Tabitha 3

My DeviantArt page is getting so much traffic now! I’m up to 666,666 views! Everybody loves my latest piece, Superfluous Vivisection. I have a picture in my head that I want to bring to life, but I can’t quite get the right shade of red with any of my paints...

Lenora 3

I was going through Octavian's things and found what appears to be an antique book of deviant pornography. I find myself fascinated by the imagery- the lascivious figures inspire my imagination. Had I known Octavian had this kind of desire, I would have gladly indulged it. Perhaps he is not as dull as I had thought. I have hidden the images in my lingerie drawer.
Tabitha continues her filthy habit of chatting late into the night with her internet strangers. I might put a stop to it, if it didn't remind me so strongly of myself. Speaking of which, I must find myself a new lover... my Adonic postal worker has disappeared, replaced by a portly creature that can scarcely waddle from his truck to our doorstep.

Octavian 2

My family's failures continue to multiply. Paisley has been arrested twice this year, and I found what I assume is Tabitha's diary... full of inappropriate imagery. I took it for personal perusal. Also, Samson bit the mailman again. I suppose he doesn’t trust him, which might be the first quality instinct that beast has shown: I suspect that skunk of a mail carrier is sleeping with my wife.

Paisley 3

Well mom took my Lucifrex away... she saw I was taking more than the recommended dosage. Whatever, I had three left, so I took them before I went out to the club. Got my bad trip out of the way as I left the house: it looked like the dog turned into a monster and devoured the mailman. I didn't stress though. I kept walking and had a hell of a night.

Lenora 2

I've confiscated Paisley's prescription medication: the stupid child was taking the drug recreationally when he knows the side effects are dire. He tried to hide it in the same "secret hiding place" he's had since he was 5 years old.
My internet erotica sharegroup has introduced me to a local wiccan woman. She claims to know the secret of immortality, and wants to "share her fire" with me... it has been some time since I had a woman...

Paisley 2

Last night at the club, I met a guy. He changed my life! He told me that if I took 3 pills, instead of the 1 that the bottle tells me to take, I'd have the high of a lifetime. And he was right! Crazy night! The only downside was a real bad trip moment when the club seemed to be covered in shadowy figures with bright white teeth, spraying the club with blood as they ate the dancers. Scary shit... but what a high!

Tabitha 2

Paisley's stupid dog eats everything. I found him with some kind of heavy metal album concept art book- it was literally filthy. I took it from him- I think it'll make a better sketch book than chew toy.
Also, Paisley is being really weird. I heard him screaming about demons in his room or something when he came home (at 4 am!) from his "club". It's so not fair that mom and dad let him do that.

Paisley 1

My mother is trying to control my mind... she wants to change who I am! She's got me a prescription for this new pill, Lucifrex. She says it'll calm me down and make me respectable, and that it can fix what's wrong with me.

Fuck that, there's nothing wrong with me. I just need to live my life.

Octavian 1

The damnable dog is digging holes all over the neighborhood. He's dug his way out of the yard three times this week. Yesterday, I caught him digging out on the old lot behind the factory, the place they call Haunted Hill. He'll likely contract rabies or something. Uncouth beast. Not even the dog can show me the proper respect due to a man of my position.

Lenora 1

My dalliances with the mail carrier continue unnoticed- crude and stereotypical, I admit, but my erotic posts on the internet simply cannot fulfill physical fantasies, and this particular postal employee is particularly delectable. Paisley continues to drive himself toward an early grave with his late nights and his illicit substances. I do admit... I wonder how he does with the ladies. Or perhaps the gentlemen... it's hard to tell with Paisley.

Tabitha 1

Dad won’t let me to go HaxxorCon, even though I saw in the cards that if I went my team would totally win the Halo of Modern Duty tournament and get sponsors! Sometimes I wish he would die.

I'm gonna go borrow some pot from my druggy brother to calm myself down. Back when we were kids we were great friends... we played pirates and buried treasure together.