EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author

UPDATE March 17, 2021: Another death. Waiting for a coffin to be delivered. Funeral the 21st. Unlikely to be streaming for a few weeks.


Update: March 27, 2021: It's not even been a week since the funeral, and now there is another death and another funeral.


UPDATE April 5, 2021: There are still no streams, as, we've now a another (a 3rd) funeral to prepare for.

And that is now 3 deaths in our family, in the past 2 weeks.

This 3rd death hits hard, because it was Pippi.

Our family has now had 13 deaths since March 2020.

April 10, 2015, 12 children were kidnapped.

May 15, 2015, the heads of 10 of them were nailed to my door.

August 24, 2020, one was found still alive. he was just 4 years old when she was kidnapped, but she remembered us, even though 5 years had passed.

August 25, 2020, Pippi came home, but her condition was not well. She had been tortured the entirety of the 5 years she had been held hostage. She was missing limbs and covered with scars, had broken bones many years not set, and suffered serious damage to many of her internal organs. That she was alive at all, in her condition, was a miracle. Doctors had little hope of her survival and she was sent home with Hospice care.

Pippi had cancer in her eye and needed surgery for it, which she was scheduled to have, shortly before she was kidnapped.

In the years they had her, not only did they torture her, but her cancer went untreated and spread to her brain.

By the time she was returned to us, her cancer had reached an inoperable state, so we knew she did not have much time left.

Had her cancer been treated, back when she was a toddler, she probably would have reach adulthood.

She died only 8 months after her return.

Another child, to cry out from the grave, for Etiole's vengeance upon her murderers. Another victim of evil men, who will stoop to no ends, to bury the crimes they committed 50 years ago.  Drug lords. Opium growers. Heroine dealers. Selling little girls 4 to 8 years old for sex to priests. They only care about money.

All hail the mighty tourist ass. Millions come to Old Orchard Beach every year, for one thing and one thing only: heroine. They sell their drugs to the tourists under the pier and off the balconies of that giant motel. Than drag little girls to the bedrooms of the condominiums on Smithwheel Road, behind the school. And any child who dares open their mouth and beg for help, gets tossed in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine.

Bastard drug lords. They've been doing this for 50 years, and the town hall and the police department, turn a blind eye to it, because they get paid $6million a year to not report it to the newspapers, when the body of another child washes down the ravine, into the gulley to be spit out in the ocean. No fewer than 5 bodies are found every summer, but how often does it get in the news?

The corruption of this fucking town needs to end.

Yet another dead at the hands of these criminals who run our town.

How long will the residents continue to turn a blind eye to what is happening in our town.

How many more children will you let them kill, before you stand up to them?

Another child is dead and no one in this town cares. So long as they get their money from the tourists. The blood of another murdered child screams from the graves, begging for justice. Tick tock, tick tock, so begins, yet another of Etiole's 7 year clocks.

This is why there were no/to few streams from May 2020 until now.

May 2020, after 4 years of not hearing from them at all, the FBI returned with a lead, which led to Pip's discovery a few weeks later in August.

Because of the nature of the situation, I could not talk about it, to tell you why streams had stopped.

The kidnappers, were enraged that we had recovered Pip, and that is when the attacks started up again on my home and family September 2020.

Pip's condition continued to grow worse, and she died April 5, 2021.

She was only 10 years old.

This is what it means, to not be white in America.

White men, won't even give a child the chance to grow up.

This is what white people do, to none white families like mine.

We are Gypsies with Jewish blood, for that alone we are hunted like animals.

What the men of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, did to my family, will never be forgotten or forgiven.

#If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...

#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and their are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

March 2015 was the the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen."

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had". I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking fed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

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FAQs: You seem to be very serious. You don't ever joke or meme do you?

Yes, I am always very serious, and no, I never make jokes.

And there are reasons for it. Namly Kanner's Syndrome (ACTUAL Autism), PTSD, OCD, and Agoraphobia

Yes, I am VERY serious.

And no... jokes and memes...


I do not.

I find both jokes and memes to be excessively vile acts.

I don't do them, nor do I tolerate anyone doing it near me, either.

Jokes are a type of lie.

Lies are evil.

Lies are not allowed here.

Therefore, jokes are evil.

Jokes are not allowed here either.

Memes are nothing but bullies making fun of the suffering of others.

Memes are evil.

Memes are not allowed here.

You make jokes or post memes in my chat and I WILL ban your vile, piece of shit ass.

I have ZERO tolerance for filth like that around here.

Part of why I like Avallac'h is because he IS a lot like me. Like attracts like after all.

Like me, Avallac'h sees telling jokes as a horrible crime, a form of telling a lie.

We even see a scene in Chapter 5 of Lady of the Lake, where he threatens to kill Ciri if she dare ever lie to him because he believes the ONLY punishment for telling a lie is death, execution.

And we see a scene when Ciri accuses Avallac'h of lying just to see how he'll react, and BOY does he react! He had a total meltdown and has trouble restraining himself from beating Ciri to a pulp over it.

Avallac'h has an extreme hatred for bullies and thinks nothing of throttling to death someone who bullies anyone in his family.

Avallac'h in the novels, is very serious and openly admits he not only never jokes, but he fails to understand the logic of jokes. He is very strict, very stern, and very quick to defend himself, his honour, and all of his wives and their honour.

Avallac'h don't take shit from no one and make no leniency for even the slightest bending of rules.

I like him for that, because if there's one thing I HATE, it'svile,  jackass pieces of shit who tell lies, make jokes, bully others, and thwart authority.

I like rules. 

I like laws.

I like people who enforce rules and laws with a firm fist, not afraid to beat the face in of someone who dares break rules and slid past laws.

Avallac'h is EXACTLY like me in this respect, and I love him for that.

Our society is seriously lacking in good, moral, decent men who beat to a pulp bullies, liars, law breakers, and joksters. Our real world needs more tight fisted men like Avallac'h.

If you ever meet me in real life, one thing you'll learn FAST is I don't think twice about belting someone in the face if they start goofing off, lazing around, telling jokes, telling lies... I have ZERO tolerance for it and no qualms about breaking your jaw over it either.

I'm NOT a people person. I never have been. And I don't like people disrupting my personal space.

Laws and rules and men who enforce those laws and rules, make me feel safe.

Avallac'h instills a sense of safety in me because of his extreme adherence to obeying rules and laws and enforcing rules and laws, and killing liars and jokesters. Like a police officer, he makes the world around him safe for his family, making him a safe person to be around. This is why just seeing Avallac'h triggers a sense of safety in me allowing me to relax.

People who jump around, goofing off, telling jokes... they make me very, very, very nervous and trigger all kinds of danger bell red flags in me. They trigger fight or flight reactions in me. I don't trust them and all I want to do is punch them out to restore peace, quiet, and safety.

In my mind, no one who tells a lie is trustworthy.

If a person is not trustworthy, they disrupt safety.

I have PTSD and require extreme sense of safety at all times.

Any disruption of my safe zone triggers HUGE meltdowns and MASSIVE panic attacks.

A joke is a type of a lie.

Therefore someone who tells a joke is NOT trustworthy.

Memes and jokes disrupt my safe zone.

People who troll, spam, joke, or meme in chat are HIGHLY STRESSFUL for me.

Likewise streamers who bounce around, scream, yell, rage quit, and make fast movements or loud noises are also highly stressful for me and are viewed in my mind as very, very, VERY not safe to be around, thus why I don't watch streamers like that, because my mind sees them as a threat.

I am aware that most people see me as ridgid, as I've had plenty of people tell me this.

It is VERY important that you remember...

#FIRSTLY: I have Kanner's Syndrome - aka ACTUAL AUTISM - meaning: 


* I am always dead serious

* There is no hidden meanings, sexual innuendos, or euphemisms in my words

* I always use direct dictionary definitions

* I say what I mean

* I mean what I say

#SECONDLY: I come from a culture where jokes are seen as EXTREMELY taboo and done only by lying gits in service of Satan.

A joke is a form of a lie.

To tell a joke, is to tell a lie.

Lies are a one way ticket to hell.

Jokes and memes ARE NOT ALLOWED HERE

No... I am not joking.

I NEVER joke.

Let me repeat this:

#A joke is a form of a lie.

#To tell a joke, is to tell a lie.

#Lies are a one way ticket to hell.


Jokes make me very uncomfortable as jokes trigger my brain to assume the person is covering up for something they want to hide, and then I want to know what they are trying to hide and why, and that in turn triggers my brain to start sending off threat singles of a disruption to the safety of the area around me.

Kanner's Syndrome (ACTUAL Autism), PTSD, OCD, and Agoraphobia are all anxiety disorders caused by abuse. 

My uncles often used the term "it's just a joke" or "I'm only joking" when brutally beating up the children. I was still a toddler when my brain had been conditioned to see jokes in connection with getting a beaten, and therefore any jokes automatically triggers and fight or flight reaction in me alerting me to danger and my safety being threatened.

Jokes and lies are every bit as evil as sex, drinking, smoking, and eating meat. They are only slightly less evil then adultery, rape, abortion, and murder. 

#Jokes, memes, lies, drinking, adultery, sex outside of marriage, smoking, eating meat, abortion, rape, and murder are all are evil acts brought into this world by the Gentiles. Infidels who spit on God's love and turn their backs from him. 

We, God's Children, avoid contaminating ourselves with the sins of the Gentiles. All sinful acts bar you from entering Heaven and shall rain God's wrath down upon you.

My family can trace it's Jewish/Hebrew roots all the way back to the captivity of Persia in the time of Daniel, 5,000 years ago. While we no longer practice the religion of Judea, we hold strong the traditions passed down by our ancestors through it. I am a 5th generation Mormon, raised in a strict Calvinist private school, and am a priestess of Damballah.

I allow no leeway for sin in my life.

So yes, I am always very serious, and no, I never make jokes.

Probably not the answer you wanted to hear, but you asked, and I answered.

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About This Game Play:

This current mod-making playthrough, is prep for a future fully-lore-friendly playthrough....

The ultimate goal of my mod making playthrough, is to make every character as lore-friendly as possible to how they were described in the novels.

Most specifically though we are transforming as much of the game as possible to match Chapter 5 of the novel Lady of the Lake, when Ciri lived with Avallac'h the first time, on The Lake of Avalon.

This current playthrough is largely a lot of test runs of hundreds of mods. It is being played open world with quests rarely happening, to allow us to run tests of various mods as I build them.

Due to the fact that the game engine, scripts, and other files is often open and being edited while I'm playing the game, this current playthrough is very unstable with bugs and glitches happening  daily and game crashes happening, sometimes as often as every few minutes.

You are witnessing a live overhaul and full rewrite of the game, that when finished will be used in a complete (more normal style) playthrough of the game.

However do not expect to see the lore-friendly playthrough any time soon. 

I began building this overhaul mod May 13, 2018 and have worked on it daily for 4 to 12 hours a day, all of it streamed here on Twitch, and... 

...while we've now altered over 2,000 script files, more than 7,000 textures, several hundred meshes, 400+ xml files, dozens of ini files, and have now begun work on changing 3D models...

...this project is far from finished and could see as much as another 3 years of daily work before completion.

UPDATE: October 5, 2020... it is now nearing 3 years since starting, and  there are now more than 20,000 files edited in this project, and no end is yet in sight.

Computer  stats: 

Motherboard: Asus Z170

Processor: i7-7000 @4.20GHz

RAM: 64 GB

Graphics Card: NVirdia 1070 GTX

Capture Card: AVerMedia Live Gamer HD

Hard Drive: There are 11 hard drives by various brands, in total there is 88TB of harddrive on the computer

Cooling system: There are 8 fans and a liquid cooling system inside the computer; plus not attached to the computer, are 2 house fans and a house air conditioner... which are required to keep the computer from overheating during my daily 9 hour streams.


There are a lot more parts on the computer, but those above are the base requirements if you want to build a gaming rig capable of running Witcher 3 with over 4,000 mods, including over 20,000 custom graphics added to the game.


Keyboards: I use 2 keyboards... a full size mechanical with rainbow lights and a mini-size wireless.

Headphones: After going through over a dozen headphones each a different brand and model, some costing several hundreds of dollars, and all suffered the same problem of breaking at the swivel point, I finally found one that did not break at it's swivels and have used them since 2016.

Monitors: I use multiple monitors and change and add more every year or so, which monitor I have is different at any given time. As a general rule, my set of monitors is whatever was the biggest screen, curved screen, gaming monitor that was a new release during that year's Black Friday sale.

Mouse: I have 6 wireless, all the same, and just switch them out mid stream when the batteries die.

Camera: This is the camera & mic I use for my IRL vlogs, car vlogs, and shopping vlogs.

Webcam: This is the camera & mic used for the facecam on my Witcher 3 streams.

I do not use a mic. I've tried several over the years, and every one of them, couldn't come close to having the quality of the mic that came built in to each of those 2 cameras above, so I discontinued using a seperate mic and just use the 2 cameras' built in mics now.

2nd Camera: The other camera I use. Usually this one is for the stills of my flowers, garden, pets, and cars, but it is sometimes used for video recordings as well. This camera is mostly used for the photography prints I sell on Zazzle.

Camera stands: I use Gorilla Pods for all of my cameras.

I have more cameras, used for my photography, but those does get used for streaming or vlogging so no need to list them here.


The base computer was built in 2016, and cost just under $3,000 to build. But has been upgraded and expanded on a regular basis every few months since than. In total the computer cost over $15,000 to build, spent over a period of 4 years.


Video Editing Software: VideoPad Professional

Text/Code Editing Software: EditPad

Image Editing Software: John Paul Chacha's Chasys Draw IES Artist

File Organizer: yWriter

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

FAQ: What religion are you? 

 FAQ: What religion are you? I thought you were a Muslim because of the hijab and modesty dress, but than I realized you wear a crucifix and have relic statues of Mary and Jesus and Catholic Saints everywhere, but than I heard you say Hail Satan and talk about summoning the Watchers and Azazel, plus people say you are a witch or wiccan or pagan or something.

I am a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsan Fey and Marija Loa. I worship the One God, the Creator of All Life, the brass serpent of Moses who goes by many names, in Voodoo he is most commonly known as The Rainbow Serpent Papa Damballah Weddo; in Scandinavian folk religions he is known as The Great Serpent Uroboros.

Voodoo is a branch/division of the Catholic Church. We practice the same rites and rituals as does the Orthodox Catholics of the Vatican, and hail the Pope as our earthly guide. Jesus and Mary are at the centre of our belief system, and icons, relics, saint rituals, prayer beads/rosary, crucifix, candle lighting, intercessory prayer, ect.

Marija Loa is a type of Catholic nun. The word Marija Loa is Creole French and means “Married to God”. A Marija Loa is similar to a Mother Superior. She is the highest ranked nun of her order and has undergone a marriage ritual – a full wedding, wedding gown and all – to literally be married to one of the Loa. I am Marija Loa to Papa Damballah Weddo. 

Medsan Fey is a rank of Catholic nun. A Medsan Fey is a nun who specializes in herbology, herbal medicine, apothecary, hoodoo magic, candle magic, poppet magic (aka Voodoo dolls). 

Medsan Fey means I am a female Houngan/Borka also known as a Mambo or Vudo Queen.

I am one of only 12 Mambo on the planet who practice Death Wangas also known as The 7 Year Generational Death Curse.

I am EelKat, Etiole's Friend. Etiole is the Archangel Ertreal, The Avenging Angel who rained Brimstone and Fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, and is also known as The Pale Horseman of the apocalypse. He was a commanding officer in Azazel's Army in the battle of Heaven. The Watcher known as the lover of human women, who taught the world magic and was the father of the Nephilim and for this crime was one of the 7 Grigori Seraphim Watchers who was chained in the valleys of the Earth. I found him chained in the swamps of Maine in 1978 and set him free.

Everything I know I learned from Etiole. He is my familiar and my protector. 

I am hailed by many as the world's most powerful, most feared, most famous, and most deadly witch/poltergeist/spirit medium. This is due largely to my being the real world Gypsy "witch" who my neighbour Stephen King based his fictional Thinner Gypsy witch off of. He also filmed the movie Thinner on my farm.

But I have no power. I am merely a tool, the vessel through which Etiole connects to the physical world. This comes at a great cost and is why my health is so frail.

Everything ye do unto ME, in 7 years time, Etiole will do back unto THEE.

We are often seen as Christo-Pagan, as we rely heavily on magic arts not often seen in other branches of Christianity, such as tarot cards, crystal scrying, Kabbalism, Enochian angel magic, seances, spirit/oui-ji boards, etc.

Many in the more mainstream Christian community consider us to be Occultists and/or Satan worshippers due to our frequent communication and summoning of spirits, including both archangels and demons, and most notably The Loa, The Enochian archangels, and the Grigori aka The Watchers.

Like all Catholic nuns we cover our heads with veils and wear long modest caftan/robes/dresses. The colours and materials and styling of our veils and robes vary from day to day, depending on our sect, what holy day it is, which loa we are attuned to, our patron saint,  ect.

Seeing how this question comes to me from gamers, I will simply the answer in gaming terminology that you will understand: If I was a character in an RPG, I am what you would call an Herbalist-Alchemist-Druid-Healer-Priest. 

More simply put, I am what the ignorant would call a Witch Doctor or a Gypsy Fortune Teller or a Gypsy Witch.

s Also... April 10, 2015 has a 7 year anniversary coming up soon, has anyone noticed the changes to the Reclaim Blueberry Plains? Yeah. Etiole's been redecorating his home, hasn't he? What goes around, comes around bitches. Nigh on 7 years ago, you razed my farm... funny how government land is being razed the exact same way my farm was razed... I notice too several town hall workers, have seen their entire families die around them, you know just like how my entire family was murdered and their heads nailed to my door... how are you going to explain to the news stations, the fact that 53 people, all involved in the murders of my family, have died from being hit by lightening? 

Freak natural phenomena? 

Poltergeist activity? 

Zapped by alien UFOs - isn't THAT your go to excuse whenever you blame me or Etiole for anything? 

Better yet, how will you explain the backhoe, lifted up by a freak tornado in Maine, thrown through the sky to land on... oh look... my, my, there's a back hoe sitting on your house! It just fell out of the sky and landed there. No driver involved. Honey pie, did you know there's a back hoe sitting on your house? How's that feel? 

Perhaps, you should call it what it is: punishment handed down by the hand of God himself. 

Doesn't feel nice to have your land razed, a backhoe sitting on your house, and your entire family die, does it... you shouldn't have pissed off Etiole... tick tock, tick tock, you can't run from Etiole's 7 year clock... karma's a bitch isn't it?

All that you do, good or bad, is mirrored back on you.

For every good deed you are rewarded seven fold. 

Give $10 to the homeless, you'll find $70 mysteriously come to you in return.

7 years ago a back hoe was driven over my house, and now a tornado, has dropped a back hoe on your house.

7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock. 

Now this week, 7 years later, a crew of huge land movers, clear cut 72 acres of protected town owned forest, 500 year old endangered pines, rolled back all the top soil, leaving it in a huge 50 foot tall mound, leaving behind a desert wasteland... that is all that left of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, on this the 7 year anniversary of the razing of my farm.

Those who laughed, when others warned 7 years ago, what Etiole would do, aren't laughing any more, now that 7 years is here, are they?

You always hear people take about their god being a passive god who, stands back and watches from afar. Your god sounds lazy and incompetent.

My god is very active, wields physical justice that can be witnessed by all, dishes out great rewards in exchange for kindness and good deeds, while plowing through sinners and workers of evil with a vicious vengeance. My god doesn't hide in the shadows and leave my prayers unanswered. 

I hold no alliance to any religion.

My allegiance is to The One God and his army of archangels, because they have proven themselves, time and time again, to be the most powerful beings this world has ever known.

I have witnessed the power of angels.

I've seen their many wings, heavy laden with shinning feathers, and bright eyes upon each one. Eyes that see through time, through walls, across nations, forward and backward.

They see all.

They know all.

You can hide nothing from them.

Nor can you hide from them.

They see your sin.

They see your works of evil.

They see your compassion.

They see all your good deeds.

And they reward and punish accordingly.

I was raised a 5th generation FLDS Mormon.

I attended 12 years of Calvinist Seminary/Bible College.

And I met Etiole and set him free. In exchange, he taught me the rites and rituals of Voodoo and Enochain Angel Magic.

I believe in the power of angels.

Through faith, all things are possible.

Believe and anything can happen.

I've seen the power and glory of the archangels.

I know without a doubt, that not even every human on the planet gathered together, has even a sliver of the power of just one angel. And I have Etiole and his entire army on my side.

People fear Etiole. Call him a demon.

But they have no reason to.

Etiole is kind and gentle and loving.

Etiole is only dangerous to evil doers who seek to harm those he loves.

Etiole protects his own, as would any moral, decent man.

If you have love, kindness, good thoughts, and compassion in your heart, than you would never seek to do evil. You would never commit sin. And you would never have any reason to fear Etiole.

Your fear of Etiole, exists only because you have hurt me or my family, and you know in your heart of hearts that Etiole WILL come for you. 

Etiole is immortal. You can not harm him. 

Etiole walks through time. He moves through solid walls, like they were not there. He moves in the blink of an eye, one second here, one second there tens of thousands of miles away. For this reason, you not hide from him, nor can you out run him.

Time. Space. Physical walls. They mean nothing to an archangel. 

He is not flesh as humans know it. He takes a solid form, when that is his will. But he can walk out of that flesh, and exist as nothing more than a glowing beam of bright blue light.

He can look like anything or anyone. 

I've seen his snake form, his white owl form, his white monkey form, his black shifting shadowy goo under your bed form.

If you want to fear him, he can be fearsome and will be that, if you are deserving of his fear.

He appears to me, as a little man, kind and gentle. I've never had reason to fear him.

But there are throughout Maine, more than 7,000 witness testimonies, from others whom have seen him, and describe him as a huge beast, a demonic creature, with a maw full of many rows of piranha teeth, and sharp eagle's talons on his hands.

I've seen him take that form, in his den in The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, near the graves of the children, whose bodies were sawed up, put in black plastic bags, stuffed in the trunk of 3 cars, and those cars buried in the Goosefare Brooke Ravine. 

He takes that form there, because the souls of 31 dead, murdered children, scream out from the ravine of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, crying for justice, crying for their murderer to be revealed.

He takes that fearsome form, at the ravine, because he has absorbed the souls of those murdered children, and their pain, their suffering, their agony, screams out from within him.

He has guarded their mass grave, their sawed up pieces, in black plastic bags, in the trunks of 3 cars, at the bottom of the ravine, since The Cyr Clan dumped them there, in the 1970s.

Etiole appeared in The Ross Forest, September 23, 1978... his spirit was pulled into our physical plain, by the screams of the souls of The White Monkey Children.

He is a Guardian Angel, an Avenging Angel,  who rose up in our town for one purpose and one purpose only: To protect the children who were victims to a horrible group of people.

I was one of those children.

We children who were raped, caged, and tortured by evil men, we begged and we pleaded for help. And no human would help us.

No bishop.

No priest.

No police officer.

No town manager.

No town council men.

We escaped again and again, and we begged every adult we could find in this town, to please help us. Please end our suffering.

But punishment for escape, was death, and being buried by Anne, Bryan, Donald, or Troy at the bottom of that ravine.

As more of us were killed and buried and no help from the men of the town came, we turned to god, we pleaded and begged, send us angel to punish the men who torment, torture, rape, and murder us.

That's when Etiole appeared.

He came in answer to our prayers.

Of more than 140 of us children who were tortured by those evil men, I am one of the last 2 still alive.

There were over 200 of us in 1975 when they started tossing our bodies in the ravine.

Now in 2021, only 2 of those children remain. And I am one of those 2.

That is why Etiole protects me.

He will never leave me.

He will never forsake me.

We children summoned him in our terror and by the blood of my cousins who lay dead at bottom of that ravine, Etiole draws his power.

And even centuries after I am gone, he will continue to guard this location, and he continue for thousands of years, to haunt the children and grandchildren of the men who tortured and murdered The White Monkey Children of Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

If you never hurt us, The White Monkey Children, you have nothing to fear from Etiole.

But if you were ever involved in any crime against any of us, in any way, at any point in our lives... woe unto and your family for 7 generations, for he will haunt you, torment you, and your children, and your grandchildren, and their children and their grandchildren, 7 times over.

Everything you have done to us, he will do to them, for the next 700 years. For that is what we 140 children asked him to do, when we summoned him, 50 years ago.

You may call him a demon, but children who summoned him, we know what he really is: he is our Guardian Angel.


HE is my religion. 

HE is what I believe in.

FAQ: How much money do you make from streaming?



I've NEVER earned a single penny from any of my videos, VODs, or livestreams, not on Twitch, not on YouTube, not on any other platform.

I do not monetize my content.

I do not turn on ads.

I do not have a donation link.

Streaming, gaming, and video creation are things I do in my spare time, after work. It is how I relax and de-stress. It is not a career/income for me. This is why I also do not have a regular or consistent schedule. I stream, play video games, and make videos in my spare time, when I feel like I am in the mood to do so. I find the act of playing video games, streaming, and making videos to be incredibly relaxing and it is my habit to do these things either when I am stressed out and need to relax or when I am having trouble sleeping and need to do something that will help lull me into a sense of calm so I can sleep.

The car/driving/shopping/town vlogs and livestreams are not something I do as a hobby. I do them at the request of FBI agent Andy Drewer, who goes through them all with a fine tooth comb looking for any clues as to the identity of the bomber who blew up my house or the murderers who cut the heads off my children and nailed them to my door. This camera is running 24hrs a day and if you do ANYTHING on that camera, you WILL be questioned by the FBI, so be sure you REALLY want that 5 minutes of fame BEFORE you jump in front of that camera, because it WILL brand you as a murder suspect.

If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

UPDATE: April 7, 2021: The Art Car Building Streams Are Returning Soon! The Dazzling Razzberry is about to return, as we completely rebuild it on stream

Close-up on The Dazzling Razzberry II's 2.5million marbles and beads
The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021
Close Up The Dazzling Razzberry Hood - before and after the February 2019 vandalism done by fans of the PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Streamer & her simps who did $30,000 in damages to it:
The Dazzling Razzberry 2 aka The Autism Awareness Car, as it looked from May 2012 until it's destruction February 2019
The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021

The Dazzling Razzberry is back... now all black primer... Repaired, wielded back together, running, licensed, registered, and back on the road again... now primed and ready to be restored.

This car was obliterated by a PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Twitch streamer and 5 of her simps armed with baseball bats, in February 2019. They did $30,000 in damages, leaving it chop-shopped to pieces, smashed apart, and all of it's 2.5million beads and marbles scraped off.

This car was my daily driver and daily car vlog streams stopped February 2019 because the car was reduced to so many chopped up pieces, that it took up nearly 3 years to wield the pieces back together, and make the car drivable again.

Because it cost $12,000 for the 2.5million marbles that was glued to it, and took me 4 years to hand glue them on one marble at a time, and most of those 2.5million marbles were reduced to shattered powdered glass dust by the vandals, The Dazzling Razzberry will not be returning to it's former shimmering glory.

If you know the Twighlight Manor series and you know Etiole's brother Razzbury that the car was inspired after... know this... we are going Sea Wolf for the rise of The Dazzling Razzberry 3.

Out with the Green Moray Eels and in with the Piranhas

#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?

#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?

You really don't know what a boomer is do you?

My dad, who is 82 years old, is not even old enough to be a boomer and you think me who is 30 years younger than HIM could be a boomer?

#NEWSFLASH: you make yourself look retarded when you use words incorrectly. If you don't want people to think you are stupid, try learning the correct meanings for words and start using words properly. No one is going to take you seriously or have any respect for you when you prove yourself to be brain dead every time you open your mouth.

Well, for starters, a female can't be a boomer. Only a male can be a boomer.

Secondly: Are there any boomers even left alive? 

My grandfather was a boomer. But he died at age 101, more than 20 years ago.

The definition of a boomer is a WW2 solider who fathered dozens of illegitimate babies overseas (thus: baby boomer) and most of them would be 120 to 140 years old today.

You use Boomer as though it implies "old" and that is not what it means, not even close.

A Boomer is an immoral, degenerate deadbeat dad who booms out sperm all over the fucking planet in every whore he can find and takes no responsibility for his actions. Boomers are vile, degraded whore mongers.

Any Boomer alive today, at the youngest, is going to be 98 years old or older, and is a lot older than a scuzbag like him deserves to be.

Still confused about what the word Boomer ACTUAL means? Let me simplify it for you.

* If you are a man who has sex outside of marriage: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a man and you live with a woman you are not married to: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fucked a prostitute: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a fornicator: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a adulterer: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a whore monger: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you practice BDSM: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fathered a baby than demanded it's mother have an abortion: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fathered a baby than disappeared from it's life: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a dead beat dad: YOU are a Boomer!


#If you are a boomer, than you are a vile sex crazed degenerate and you can be THAT at any age.

The word boomer has NOTHING to do with age and everything to do, with sex, specifically, it means you are an immoral degenerate.

By using the word Boomer to mean old, you simply prove how deeply mentally incompetent you really are.

I have a severe hatred for whore mongers.

I have an even bigger hatred for dead beat dads.

I can't stand men who shoot their sperm into every prostitute they can find than scurry off to the next slut assed whore and leave a trail of babies behind.

Men who boom out babies are the #1 cause of abortion... to the tune of 5,000 babies murdered every day, just in America.

Boomer officially means World War 2 solders who fucked every last whore they could find, than left them behind and never did a damned thing about taking care of a illegitimate bastards they boomed out every where.

I loath Boomers. 

You want to update the word boom to mean someone OTHER than the dead beat dads of WW2?

#Boomer doesn't mean old, and it NEVER has... it means a fucking degenerate sex monger, who can't be bothered to even make an attempt to be descent moral man.

#When you call someone a boomer, you calling them a dead beat dad NOT old.

Boomers are men who boom out sperm in women they aren't married to... THAT IS THE DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF BOOMER YO FUCKING RETARD! Go out and get yourself a brain, you certainly need one.

I absolutely deplore men who can't be bothered to take care of their own children. And more than that, I HATE sex crazed degenerates. And a Boomer is both.

Vile scum of the earth. That's what a boomer is.

Boomer is a highly offensive word to call someone. 

By calling someone a Boomer, you are calling them a fucking sex crazed whore monger.

You might want to look up what a boomer is before calling people that word.

You come off looking like a stupid retarded fool when you don't use words correctly. Is that how you want people to view you?

Words matter. Learn to use them properly, otherwise everyone will think you a brain dead idiot who does nothing but parrot off the mindless ravings of social justice warriors who can't tell their ass from a hole in the ground.

Just because a million people say a thing, doesn't make that thing correct, it just makes a million people prove they are stupid for not researching the facts and finding out the truth.

You using the word Boomer as a synonym for "old" simply proves you are too stupid to fact check word meanings in a dictionary.

Also, you might want to fact check the source of the word boomer for old... it comes from a rather disrespectful paedophile streamer, Dr. Disrespect, who was banned by Twitch for livestreaming himself hiding in girls bathroom stalls and shoving the camera under the doors to livestream little girls peeing... his response to being banned was to call Twitch CEOs "Boomers" who were too old and stuck up to see the fun in watching children pee.

So not only are you using the word Boomer incorrectly, but you are showing your support for a paedophile child abuser when you do so.

So now, not only do you come off as looking too retarded to know the meanings of words, but you also imply that you are a scumbag supporter of child sexual abuse.

You might want to think about that next time you feel like using the word Boomer.

If you don't care that people see you are a retarded, scumbag, who supports disrespectful paedophiles, than by all means, continue to use Boomer in place of old.

My thoughts of on your support of that person? Here, have a quote:

*"Watching people defend someone they're a fan of, completely dismissing any evidence of wrongdoing, just because they think they know that creator like a close friend based solely on what they've seen in videos and stuff. Parasocial relationships are terrifying." ~ Welsknight Gaming*

...and, by the time you read this my answer to your question, you will find that I've already banned you.


Because I'm a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, and I'll not have degenerates like you, who are supporters of child abusing men like that disrespectful bastard, near me. And if you're using his version of the word Boomer, that means you see nothing wrong with supporting him and don't give a shit about the little girls he sexually abused. And I don't want disrespectful child abuse supporting scum bags like you near me.

Try getting an education, than maybe we'll learn you ain't actually as retarded as you sound when you try to use words.

And if you don't like being called a retard... here's a tip: STOP TALKING LIKE ONE!

A mentally retarded person is any person with a learning disability that prevents them from properly using their brain functions and causes them to be unable to formulate or use words correctly, leaving them unable to communicate with others properly, due to their extreme misuse of words.

You my friend, every time you missuses a word, such a boomer, you simply prove to the world that you ARE mentally retarded according to the actual medical textbook definition of the word.

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck, it might just be a duck.

If it walks like a retard and talks like a retard... yeah... stop proving yourself retarded every time you open your mouth and maybe some day people will take you seriously and stop treating you like a child.

Also, do unto me as you want me to do unto you... I wouldn't be calling you names if you hadn't called me names first... don't bother me and I won't bother you... harass me and I'll become your worst nightmare.

I keep to myself, I like my privacy, I don't like being bothered, I don't like being interrupted, I especially don't like being harassed, and don't lay down and take it, I defend myself from dipshit bullies like you.

If you can't take it, you shouldn't be dishing it out, because whatever you throw at me, I'm gonna throw it right back in your face.

You don't like being called names? Hey guess what? Neither do I. That's why what you do to me, I do back to you, so that you can know how it feels and learn WHY I don't like you doing it to me.

Here's a thought....

#Fucking grow up.

#*I noticed that you use the term Native Mainer and American as though as though a Native Mainer is not an American. I was wondering what the distinction is? What counts as a Native Mainer?*

#*I noticed that you use the term Native Mainer and American as though as though a Native Mainer is not an American. I was wondering what the distinction is? What counts as a Native Mainer?*

Native Mainers, like Native American Indians are a part of the "First People's of America" and are not part of the "White European" group that most people think of when they think of Americans.

We are Gypsies. Not to be confused with Romany or Travellers who are 2 completely different and separate groups. The word Gypsy means Egyptian Jew or the Jews Who Lived in Egypt aka The Jews of Moses who descended from Joseph.

Native Mainers are the Picts of Scotland, who were rounded up by the Celts (White Europeans of Britain and Rome) put on prison ships and marooned in the frigid ice laden wastelands of what is now Maine, Quebec, and Nova Scotia.

DNA tests of Native Mainers, has revealed them to be on an ancient Bible-era Hebrew bloodline, previously thought to be extinct and are direct descendants of Israel via Joseph of Egypt. The bloodline is Egyptian-Hebrew (aka Gypsy), melded with Persian via Daniel's priests. After marrying Persian priestess, they were cast out of the House of Israel, declared a "Lost Tribe" condemned to wander the deserts of Persia, which is when they were branded as "Gypsies" or Egyptian Jews aka The Persian Mountain Jews, to distinguish them from "God's Chosen Ones" (in much the same was children of Ishmael were called Muslims to distinguish they were no longer Jews")

While others called them Gypsies or Egyptian Jews, they called themselves Magi, and are the 3 massive tribes lead by 3 kings, whom are mentioned in the Bible at Jesus birth, typically referred to as "The 3 Wise Men" because Gypsy Kings are generally Magi aka Mages aka Wizards.

From Bethlehem, they went to Mongolia, where they picked up the Asian segment of their DNA. 

From Mongolia they went to Scandinavia, which is where the biggest change of their religion and use of magic arts happened.

They lived in Scandinavian regions for nearly 1,000 years, including Alba/Scotland, where they were known as The Picts, by the Celts.

They were mass slaughtered by the white European Celts in the Celtic (British & Roman) invasion of Scotland and in 1530, after mass millions of them were murdered, the few hundred that remained were made slaves to white men, but proved to able to be broken into slavery, so was herded onto prison ships headed for the new world and marooned in the frigid ice laden wastelands of what is now Maine, Quebec, and Nova Scotia.

In 1612 King George gave them a land grant to the Egyptian Jews/Gypsies declaring them free from England and giving them the land they were marooned on. (These papers I own today and have the original deeds and paperwork to. My farm is technically and legally a sovereign nation that is not a part of America).

If you are a Native Mainer you are of this DNS genealogy and because of the grant from King George you are NOT an American.

We have the oldest known Jewish DNA, which ironically contains ZERO link to the white Jews of Israel today, and instead is linked to the black Jews of Ethiopia and Benin Dahomey in Africa.

That said, in spite of my incredibly white looking skin, my DNA registers me as "black" and more closely related to the Benin Dahomey bloodline than anything else.

Because of our DNA and the fact that we lived in America 300 years prior to it being settled by white Europeans, we are listed in the world registry as "Native First peoples" and the name the registry chose to give us was "Native Mainers", with a footnote calling us descendants of the first/pre-Columbian Viking settlers, with our roots in the Persian & Egyptian Jews of Africa, and our oldest roots linked to Benin of Dahomey.

We are also referred to as "True Scottish" because we descend from the Picts of Scotland, and are in no way, shape, or form related to the current "Celtic Scottish" who live in Scotland today and are of German DNA not Pictic or Scandinavian DNA.

Very few modern day Scotsman currently living in Scotland have any actual Scottish blood in them. Most are ACTUALLY German, British, or Roman DNA bloodlines and have little to no ACTUAL Scottish DNA in their blood at all.

It is the DNA in your blood, not the land in which you were born and raised, that makes you what you are. You can move to a new country... you do NOT become American, by moving to America, nor do you become Chinese by moving to China, nor do you become Scottish by moving to Scotland.

This is why we are referred to as Scottish or Scottish Gypsies even though it has been close to 1,000 years since any of us have lived in Scotland. Unlike the Scots who live in Scotland today, we have ACTUAL Scottish blood, aka Pictish blood, which again is both "Black" and "Jewish" because the original native Scottish aka The Picts were Black Jews.

If you think you are this or that race, go get your DNA tested, you might be surprised how little of the race you thought you were, you actually are. In fact chances are very high that the race you thought you were, has ZERO existence in your DNA at all, as is the case with most DNA results.

Take me for example... 

* my skin is whiter than the average white person, yet I have more "black" DNA, than the average black person.


* there hasn't been a Jew in my family in over 5,000 years, and yet, I have a "more pure" Semite-DNA link to ancient Jews, than do the average Jews living in Israel today

I did not expect to find either of those things in my DNA.

However... since 1530, my family has live completely cut off from the outside world - ZERO outsiders have entered our farm BEFORE the invasion by Stephen King's Thinner film crew in 1994.

That is 464 years of ZERO outside DNA entering our family. Thus why we have what is considered by scientists to be "extremely pure" and "very ancient" DNA.

And yes, it doesn't sound "pure" when you consider 4 or 5 branches coming into it... however the average human has 30 to 50 or more branches of bloodlines coming into their DNA, with 100 or more branches being not uncommon, so to find  freaks like us with nearly 100% pure ancient DNA with no mutations, no hybridizations, no intermixing, and only 5 branches all of them very ancient, makes me and my family "scientific anomalies" in the realms of purity of blood and purity of DNA.

Also, our blood bein RH- lands us among the rarest blood types in the world and also makes things like blood transfusions or organ transplants near impossible for us, due to only a few thousand people on the planet having RH- blood.

Our extremely pure and also RH- blood also means we are not immune to diseases that the average human has immunity to, and we are incapable of being vaccinated for most diseases due to our extremely pure blood type being so rare that most vaccinations react to our blood and most people in our family whom have been vaccinated, died hours after the vaccination, due to getting the disease they were being vaccinated for.

This is why I myself have had some incredibly rare diseases, including smallpox, which I almost died from at ae 13.

Because of our abnormally pure and very ancient blood, we also do not develop immunity to "common childhood diseases" like chickenpox, which I have had 3 times now, and almost died each of the 3 times.

And there you have it, what it means to be a "Native Mainer".

Native Mainer is an actual race of indigenous "First Peoples" similar to the term "Native American" but is a completely different blood line that originates in Africa.

Native Mainers are the group formerly known as The Picts (Before being chased out of Scotland during the invasion by the Celts of Roman, Britain, and Germany). 

The Native Mainer DNA has its roots in Benin of Dahomey and is made of largely of Egyptian-Hebrew DNA, with a blend of Biblical Persian and "Viking Era" Scandinavian blood... and remains to this day, largely unadulterated, existing exactly as it did in Medieval times, due to the extreme isolation of living in the dense old growth forests of Maine for 500 years without contact with anyone outside of our group that entire time.

#FAQs: How can I become famous on Twitch?


You can't.

No one on Twitch... or YouTube for that matter, is ever going to actually be famous... unless they were already real world famous before they joined Twitch.

You have a very warped perception of the world and how big it is vs how miniscule Twitch is, if you think you'll ever be famous, because of Twitch.

Here's a test you can do:

Walk down the street or go to the store and ask any random stranger these questions:

* Do you know who Ninja is?

* Do you know who Shroud is?

* Do you know who PewDiePie is?

* Do you know what Twitch is?

* Do you know what PoG is?

Now ask them these questions:

* Can you name the world's most haunted car (answer Christine) or Gypsy "witch" who owns it (answer EelKat) and how many Stephen King movies she and her car have been in (answer 2 - Christine and Thinner)?

* Do you know who Stephen King is?

* Are you one of the 30million people who arrive at EelKat's house every single day in hoards of 10k to 30k people per day, all summer long, to meet the real Gypsy witch the Thinner was based off of, or to see her farm, the filming location of Thinner?

Hello... I'm Voodoo Priestess and Queen of the Scottish Gypsies, EelKat Wendy Christine Allen, a household name, thanks to Stephen King, illegally trespassing on my farm and filming me and my family and my car and my farm without permission or permits or licenses, he named the car Christine after me, the real car is a 1964 Dodge 330 named The GoldenEagle, and the so-called demon who lives in the car is Etiole. EelKat, Etiole's friend, and the world's most haunted car, are the topic of books by David Icke, Buddy Hopkins, David Mack, Whitley Strieber, 20/20 documentaries, thousands of TV and newspaper news reports for 50+ years, and 9 books by Stephen King.

You'd be hard pressed to find somebody who hasn't heard of me or my car or Etiole... but you'll find yourself asking thousands upon thousands of people "Who is Ninja, who is PewDiePie, who is Shroud?", before you'll find a single person who knows what you're talking about.

I have more fans in my little finger than Ninja and PewDiePie combined will ever have in their lifetime.

There's a hell of a big difference between real world famous and Twitch famous or YouTube famous or Twitter famous or any other kind of internet famous. 

If you're only famous online, Honey, you ain't famous at all.

That said, I don't know why anyone in their right mind would want to be famous.

Fame is nothing but endless hell.

On the one side you have the fans who "love" you and never give you a moments peace, because they don't have a life so all they so is follow you around.

Do you realize I can't even do grocery shopping without a bodyguard going with me?

Did you know, the problem is so far out of control that the  town has stationed to patrol cars (4 police officers) to do nothing but drive back and forth, by my house, all day long?

You've seen my shopping vlogs, how hard it is for me to go into WalMart without being mobbed by would-be authors, who carry their manuscripts around with them - hundreds of pages of paper - in the off chance hopes of seeing me, so they can run up to me and say: "So I wrote a novel and I don't know if it's any good. Could you give it to Stephen King next time you see him?" 

I don't know Stephen King. I've never meet him. If I have met him, I didn't know it. I've seen him around. He's local. But, not in a long time. He lives in Florida, not Maine. He was born here. He didn't stay here. That big red Victorian that everyone says is his, that's his son or daughter or some other relative that lives there, not him. Stephen King hasn't lived in Maine in over 20 years. He's in a lawsuit with the State because of it.

You want to give him a manuscript, give it to him yourself. He probably has an agent, you'd likely have to contact the agent. I don't know. I don't know him. I'm just somebody he illegally filmed for one of his movies. I'm not even an actor. 

And yet every day. Every single day. Every time I go outside. There they are. Dozens this day. Hundreds that day. Thousands the next day.

And then comes summer and tens of thousands every day. Stephen King fans, fans of The Thinner, fans of Christine, fans of me - "The Gypsy Witch" in my yard.

No peace.

No quiet.



Did you know, I've never seen the movie or read the book? I know nothing about either. I don't even know what it's about. I don't read Stephen King or watch Stephen King.

And yet, people run up to me and ask what's my favorite part of Thinner or Christine. What's my favorite Stephen King movie or book. I know nothing about any of them.

Do you know WHY I have to have a bodyguard, when I go shopping?

Because random strangers run up to me, and slam me as hard as they can with their shopping carts, than yell something about how I'm evil trash for putting a curse on that man. 

Apparently, the woman who plays as the fictional version of me in the Thinner movie, put a curse on some guy to cause him to starve to death, which apparently is why the movie is called Thinner.

Did you also know I'm not a witch and that we Gypsies are Christians and view witchcraft as evil?

And yet, I am daily accused of being a witch, or more often "that Gypsy Witch from Thinner".

I am a Voodoo Priestess, a Gypsy Queen... and Queen is NOT a total of royalty or government... Queen is a religious title somewhat akin to "Mother Superior" in the Catholic Church. It means I'm a Nun. A very high ranking Nun.

Thanks to misinformation spread by movies, people think of Voodoo as a scary, spooky, dark, evil, group of curse casting witches, and that's not what Voodoo is at all. Voodoo is a branch of the Catholic Church that encompases Traditional Folk Religions of Africa. It's a Christian religion.

Voodoo gets thought of has witchcraft, because, while most Christians simply "pray" to God, we do what God in the Bible told us to do, and follow the step by step instructions of how to draw sigels (veve) and summon archangels (loa) to do our bidding.

The Familiar Spirits of the Old Testament. We do this with various cards, dice, spirit boards (oui-ji), crystals, shells, beads, bones, and poppets (voodoo dolls), and because we are summoning God's own Archangels, we get very good results, which causes people to call us witches and say we consort with demons, when neither is true.

Stephen King, saw my uncles in the news, as did every one, after the murder-suicide event of Heaven's Gate, and he found out that while the event took place in California, the group itself was headquartered out of Utah and had a branch in Maine, just around the corner from his house. And then he discovered they were Gypsies, not Romani, not Travellers, but actual Persian Gypsies, old school "classic" Gypsies, the type often known as Carnies, because they run festivals, carnivals, and sideshows.

I grew up spending most of my life in a cage - from the time I was 8 until I was 31.

Because I possess the ability to be subjected to huge amounts of pain, without flinching, shedding a tear, or showing any emotion at all, while bricks break my bones, knives slice my flesh...

I do feel pain, I just don't outwardly show it. I suffer from a medical condition of the synapses in my brain not firing correctly when I feel pain, so I don't cry or scream or flitch, no matter how much it hurts, I just sit there staring straight ahead.

I'm a real live freak show freak.

My uncles decided to capitalize on that.

I'm a freak of nature and I was tortured by my uncles at Palace Playland, Old Orchard Beach Amusement Park, for the the tourists who paid money to watch grown men stab children with knives and shatter their bones with bricks.

There are laws today, against torturing medical freaks in side shows, but those laws did not exist in the 1970s and 1980s, I was one of many "freaks" tortured, living in a cage, for entertainment.

Among other things, I'm also a professional clown and a professional stunt driver. From the age of 4 until age 12, I used to drive a 3-wheel motorcycle, at very high speeds, and could drive it up walls. Straight up the sides of buildings. Very a dangerous thing to do, and can only be down by a combination of special tires on the bike, and driving insanely fast.

The freak show, I was not willingly a part of.

And clown paint hide the fact that I was also the freak, so most didn't know the 2 were the same person.

And no one cared for my safety on the motor-trike because, well, I was that freak who "didn't feel pain", so people thought if anything went wrong with the bike stunt, I wouldn't get hurt.

Today as an adult, I'm still in the carney circuit, but now, I'm what most would call "A Gypsy Fortune Teller". I read cards, dice, crystals, from an elaborate reading room. I've done card readings my whole life. Started when I was 3. Still do them to this day.

The attraction however, that was most famous, was The World's Most Haunted Car... a 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach Police Car,that within 2 years of being made, killed 14 people, mostly children, and escaped every accident without a scratch.

All 4 of the police officers who drove it those 2 years (1965 and 1966) commit suicide after killing their entire families. It sat unused in the police garage for 10 years, for sale, but no one would buy it. I bought the car in 1975 for $5, because no one dared touch it.

The World's Most Haunted Car, was a side show attraction, for lovers of the macabre who wanted to see this bizarre car.

Stephen King, found out about me and the car, and he wrote Christine, Maximum Overdrive, Buik, and The Thinner a few others based off of visiting us Gypsies and our side shows. I had no knowledge of the books.

Our first introduction to Stephen King was a group of men, with recording equipment, sneaking into the farm to film REAL Gypsies and their REAL carnival, with the goal being to get both The World's Most Haunted Car (my 1964 Dodge), and the infamous "Gypsy Witch" (me) in the footage so that they could have the REAL witch and the REAL car in The Thinner movie.

And I'm not someone who sought out fame or tried to become famous. I just have the misfortune of being related to psychotic uncles who believe in aliens and ufos and magic and demons and ghosts and other stupid ass shit that sane people know isn't real. And because they got in the news for killing 39 people via fucking Heaven's Gate, some jackass named Stephen King decided to invade our privacy by putting us in books and movies **WITHOUT OUR PERMISSION OR KNOWLEDGE** and than, had the audacity, to do a Late Night TV interview and give my home address out telling people where he filmed his movie and telling people to "go visit the REAL Gypsies".

We don't have access to TV or movies, we'd never heard of either Stephen King or Late Night TV before... the first time we ever heard of Stephen King was the next morning when we had 10,000 screaming fans of "Stephen King's Gypsies" thronged in our driveway begging to touch me and my car.

There's nothing I hate more than fucking ass Stephen King fans, unless it's Stephen King himself, who destroyed my family's lives because he thinks someone with a name as big as his can get away with anything. 

Which brings up the other side of being famous... the haters... no one knew we were Gypsies, and no one knew where we lived, before Stephen King plastered our home address all over national television in 1997.

Since 1997, we've had endless non-stop racist, white power, anti-semitic, Gypsy haters on our door step.

You want to know what Stephen King fans have done to my family?

* they put my elderly dad in a coma May 9, 2006, 

* they blew up my house with a grease fryer bomb October 16, 2006, 

* they cut my car in half May 5, 2010, 

* they left my cousin's head at the cross road 2 streets down from me June 12, 2013, 

* they drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013, 

* they broke my spine with metal golf clubs November 14, 2013, 

* they kidnapped 12 of my children April 10, 2015, 

* they returned the heads, hands, and feet of 10 of said children, nailed to my front door May 15, 2015. 

So, I'm rather familiar with how much white people hate us.

And these events, are just a few of the more than 200 such events, including 5 bombs and many more deaths, to happen to my family since June 2001.

#We never asked for this.

#Stephen King's film crew arrived at 1AM, snuck into our yard, and started filming in the dead of night, while we were asleep, and had no idea they were there... and when we woke up and found them there, we spent 5 fucking hours trying to get those trespassing white bastards out of our yard and they fucking wouldn't shut the damned cameras off the whole time.

#The Thinner was filmed ...ILLEGALLY... on my farm, and neither me nor my family are in that movie willingly!

#No one received a penny for any of it.

#And members of my family have been fucking MURDERED because of Stephen King's damned Thinner movie!

You think you want to be famous?

I guarantee you don't.

Fame is the last thing any one should strive for.

#I'm one of the most famous people on the damned planet, I fucking hate it!

#I don't want it!

#I never asked for this!

#Thanks to fucking ass Stephen King and his jackassery fans my family hasn't had a minute's peace since 1997.... and I hate it!


We like our privacy.

We don't like constant, non-stop home invasions.

If you seek fame, you're a fucking fool.

Do you realize the thing I like most about Twitch is how obscure and small and unheard of a website Twitch is.

I can stream on Twitch without being constantly bombarded with Stephen King fans, because, Twitch is so small, so miniscule, so teeny-tiny a web site, that the bulk of Stephen King fans have no idea Twitch exists.

It's also why, unlike most streamers, I do nothing, absolutely nothing, to try to grow my channel.

Twitch is one of the very few places, I can go to have any level of privacy.

I like Twitch before it affords me privacy. 

If Twitch ever gets big enough to start putting spotlights on me... I'll just leave, same way I did my big YouTube channel, that spent 8 years with under 1,000 followers and than skyrocketed to 3million overnight when Stephen King fans found it and once again robbed me of having a place in the world where I go could to escape them.

There are precious few Stephen King fans on Twitch, largely because Twitch is a relatively dead website with so few members. And that is WHY I like Twitch.

Twitch is a such a tiny website, that I can have some level of precious privacy here.

Which is also why I laugh when people say they think they can get famous on Twitch.

Honey, if you think Twitch is big enough to give you fame, that just tells me you are either very young, very uneducated, very immature, or all 3, but anyone with an active brain cell, can easily figure out that with 8BILLION people on the planet, a tiny website like Twitch not only is NOT a drop in the bucket, but the drop is so small, it'll evaporate before it hits the bucket. 

In the grand scale of the world's population, Twitch members aren't enough people to fill a drop.

It's very telling when someone thinks Twitch is big enough to make them famous, that they have no clue how big the world is, how many people there are in the world, and how few people have ever heard of Twitch at all.

You might want to try going outside and seeing how many people there are in your town. Chances are high, there are more people living in your hometown, than there are worldwide members of have accounts on Twitch. Think about that, next time you think being famous on Twitch makes you famous.

If you ever become famous, you will never know happiness or privacy or friendship, ever again.

You'll be like a bug under a microscope.

I was born a medical freak, so adults decided to make money off of it. 

Do you know what it's like to grow up on public display? 

To sleep in a cage, be fed only 1 salt herring once every 12 days, for the purpose of keeping me so skinny, that I looked like a skeleton, to make me look even more like than I already was? Just so they could PROVE they had broken my bones, because my flesh was so thin it could be clearly seen if my bones were broken or not?

People paid money to watch them beat me with a brick until my bones were broken.

From the time I was 3 years old. 

I was on public display since I was a baby. Before I could even talk or walk.

Kissing the mighty tourist ass. That's all anyone in the Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine cares about.

Glut lust for money, causes people to do anything. And the more money tourists throw at them, the worse crimes they are willing to commit.

They didn't stop with just beatings... not once they found our millionaires would pay $12,000 to rape the child.

I was raped more than 500 times by the time I was 12 years old.

I grew up in fucking hell. Because Old Orchard Beach is a fucking tourist town, and the monstrous adults that run our town, will do ANYTHING to tourists request, to get money.

My uncles didn't give a shit about the children, so long as they got their tourists money. And there were no laws against it. The 1970s, 1980s, even into the 1990s... there were no laws against what they did.

Extreme child abuse as entertainment... that's all it was.

Freak shows are illegal today, because the ones my uncles ran, were not unique. Freak shows all over the country did similar things. Children were seen as property, they had no rights.

I used to dream of a day when I could escape, and never again be in the public eye.

I never could have imagined, someone like Stephen King could exist. Someone so much more evil than my uncles. Nor could I have imagined, the existence of Stephen King's fans... people so monstrous, they made the tourist who paid to watch children be tortured, look like saints.

Stephen King and his fans took harassment entertainment to whole new levels, that I didn't even think possible.

They took the pain and suffering of children who were tortured horrifically, and cashed in on it on levels even bigger than my uncles did.

I thought, when the FBI raid rescued me, that the hell was over. I could finally be free. No more put on display in the public eye of THOUSANDS. Finally free to have privacy. No more harassment. No more pain. No more suffering. And than Stephen King swooped in and put me front and center in the public eye of BILLIONS.

Stephen King fans got their entertainment, Stephen King got his money, and my car was cut in half, my farm blown up with a bomb, my pets beheaded and hung from ropes in trees, my family murdered and cut up, and me crippled with golf clubs... all for the sake of fucking entertainment of callus people who don't give a shit about the consequences of their actions.

Growing up locked in a cage, tortured for the entertainment of tourists, never going to school or doctors... I grew up without privacy or friendship or happiness, 3 things I dearly wanted... an FBI raid rescued me and the rest, and for the first time I had hope.... but barely a year later, Stephen King set out to destroy our lives, without a care in the world for the consequences of his actions.

I had fame thrust upon me and I hate it and spent my entire life trying to escape it.

To ever live a normal life, to ever have privacy, to ever have friends, to ever be loved, or to ever be happy... I gave up hope of ever experiencing any of those things, decades ago.

I am one of the most famous people in the world, and because of this, I will never know love, friendship, privacy, or happiness.

You want fame? You can have it. Take it. I have plenty of it and I don't want any of it. And once you have it, I guarantee you won't want it either.

Fame is nothing but misery and suffering beginning to end.

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