Ashamed

After all that's happened, I feel so ashamed for turning my back on Prospero... I guess, he's not as bad after all.

So pretty much as soon as we got there, he somehow ALREADY KNEW WE WERE THERE!!!! So I was extremely freaked out because out of nowhere these two demon dogs come running right towards us! So we're running and running, taking right turns and left turns but those dogs didn't stop. We even passed a couple of pshycanamps which we offered as a sacrifice which they did not accept. We were soberly awakened during that run, as we ran for our life. At a certain point, I tripped. I fell to the floor as I pointlessly shouted at my masters to try to save me. That's when I saw how little they cared about me. They ran and ran, forgetting they had a slave who had fallen right behind them. Yet the most curious thing happened; some magic force made the demon dogs stop, wait for me to stand up and start running, and then run at me again. IDK!!! It's all so weird... The dogs ended up leading us towards Prospero and a lot of other Prospero-resembling creatures. Fine spirits they were, fine spirits indeed. While Prospero chastised my fools, he did the strangest thing. Something no one has ever done for me since I can remember. He took responsibility for me. This is why I feel ashamed for what I have done. I should treat him better know, after all, he did indirectly take care of me for all this time. I wronged him by trying to profane that beautiful daughter of his. No more shall I do this. 

This is the end of my blogs, for I have plenty of job to do these couple of days. Prospero says he shall sail off to some strange heaven called Milan. He said he shall make room for me, to keep me safe, that the people there aren't used to seeing my type of people. This is a new start for me, a chance at a clean future. I have made this blog longer to make up for the many blogs I will not write. 

May Setebos not kill you yet,

Caliban Son-of-Sycorax

A picture of me in the island. No it is not fake, it is completely realistic, IDK why some people think I made this up.

The Messed Up Journey

You guys will not believe what I have been through these couple of hours! It was devastating!!!

OK, so first of all, we "planned" out out assassination, which was pretty much go there and kill him. Very strategic. But then again, we were all half drunk so what the hey. My dearest master Stephano planned this plan with the greatest precision :D I am extremely excited, or at least I was. Just keep in mind that we were all extremely drunk, so please do NOT laugh at me, or I will let Setebos take care of that.

So we went on a journey to kill Prospero, and we were all shouting and laughing at first, but then that stupid air kept breathing in our faces, talk about annoying! Then the ground kept kissing our feet like we were some kind of awesome god, get over it!! As if this was not enough, we went through a very deep jungle which kept pricking our body with its stupid sharp needles... of DOOM!!! But of course, my lovely god Stephano did not stop. He was always focused on the goal. But  the worst part of all was when we all suddenly fell. We didn't know what happened until it was too late. Next thing I know we were sinking for our life in some kind of marsh. I left it up to my god to save me, but they were too sad that the wine bottle fell in the marsh. I would've died waiting -_-. Eventually we finally got out of it, smelling like horse-piss (don't ask how I know that smell, too horrible of a story) but safe and sound. I have to end the blog here, we have to be quiet. Prospero will never know what hit him OMG, so excited :)

 *shudder*, the horse-piss marsh...

Awesome gods!

LOL, I just met these two awesome gods. They are the bomb. Thank Serebos for them! They have a delicious drink which seems to numb my senses a little, but is otherwise divine. I met them by the beach, innocent was I to think that they were spirits sent by Prospero to torture me. No more shall I have to answer to the droning common-kissing measle, for now I have not one, but TWO gods to care for me. They shall treat me right, I just know it. Their power is incredible, in fact, I'll try to take a picture.


There they are, my masters. They are noble and kind, and will treat me better. In fact, I told them about Prospero, and they will go to kill him! :-D OMG, I'm as excited as the day my mother showed me how to kill a pshycanamp*. I just hope that they do what they promised.

I just learned their names, the really powerful one is called Stephano, he is the future ruler of the island. The wimpy, measly one is called Trinculo, he is but a qualling pox-marked skainsmate!! Omg, I do NOT like him -_- He hates me for no reason, then again, I hate everyone for no reason.... Except Prospero, he is just so... ugh... But anyways, Stephano promised to kill Prospero and that Trinculo and I will be his subjects for when he rules the isle.

LOL, me doodling about our encounter, it was BEAST! Pun intended.... Well bloggers, I GTG because we're in the middle of plotting our assassination so I'm gonna end today's blog like this. Bye!


*a monster usually found in the long pastures in the island

Weird visitors

OMG, I am so tired of that spleeny fly-bitten bladder Prospero!!!!! So there I was, just making some evil spells and killing turtles, when out of nowhere, I hear this HUGE monstrous storm shouting at me. I did not know what to do, when all of a sudden, I see the strangest contraption I have ever seen, some type of wooden vessel with humans who resembled Prospero. I detest all of them. Some magical force, probably Prospero's work, seems to have destroyed the ship and left those idiots swimming for their lives. I saw them fall to the raging monster that seemed to consume them as they tried to stroke out of it. I grew tired of seeing them squirm, so I left to sleep in my stupid house that my fusty doghearted measle of a master laid out for me. I'm really tired right now so I'm finishing my blog for now, either way, the pribbling crook-pated pignut will probably wake me up sooner or later to get more wood, even though I already brought 2 piles of it. My life has been horrible ever since what happened to my angel of a mother. I long for the day that the gods will save me from the wrath that is Prospero. SML.