Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-32791254-20171209001333

[this is actually part of one of my fanfics. I can give you the link to Karma's character sheet if you would like to]

"NOTE 1

Hello! I am Karma Moonklucius and I probably appeared on your local news by now. If you found this note on the sidewalk of a beach, then hi! Don't you think it's exciting you know nothing about me, yet you still bothered to read this little letter of mine? If you kept reading without recognizing my name, i'll tell you the story of my life. More specifically, how did it come to an end.

Your local news show probably states me as a serial killer of some sort. I'd like to correct them. I like to call myself a people-watcher, not a killer. I seek in everywhere people for the most interesting lives on the planet, I find information about them, and their lives come to an end by the consequences of people-watching. Ok, maybe I do kill people, but not for fun or anger. I kill them, because, I've always had this morbid interest on killing. I wanted to kill someone to really get the feel of it, the feel of strange blood touching my skin, just to see how it is. Well, you'll sure know more about it after you read this note. They just happen to be my victims.

Are you still reading this? I really hope so, because now i'll tell you one of my favorite stories. I don't know if you know about the murder of a man named Bobby Martin, 41, surprisingly won the lottery using the numbers of the death of his wife. With an interesting story like that, I couldn't help but to start watching over him as he was buying groceries. Unfortunately he didn't have a car, but his house weren't far from mine. I also discovered his work schedule. I didn't have plenty of time to break into his house because I had to go to school, but the 1 or 2 hours I had were sufficient to discover he was single, didn't have any children and no bodyguards. I have credibility, you see. I don't kill people with children or companions, because that means somebody cares for them. I don't wanna kill people that somebody cares about.

I couldn't break into his house when he was inside it, but that didn't mean I couldn't watch him from the outside. I'm not someone tall, you see, but his windows weren't either. I could discover most of his habits, and to be fair, his life wasn't as great as I expected it to be. However, I wasn't going to stop watching him. I eventually learned every single one of his unusual habits (which wasn't many), and I found myself slowly starting to care for this old man. Who could have such a boring life and have not kill themselves? I was starting to wanting to make him a favor, and so I did. I broke into his house and I realized I cared for this old man. I don't kill people someone cared about, so the only thing I could do was to kill myself... or kill him. So when the man found me at his door with a confused "hello", I killed him. It wasn't as nice as I expected, mainly because I missed him.

I still miss Bobby to these days, although it was kinda nice to have killed him. The man had such a life that even the most boring person on the planet wouldn't like to have. I still wonder to these days what would happen if I talked to him instead of killing him. Perhaps we would've developed a friendship of some sort, although I'd still probably kill him. Well, when the notice that I killed him was on the news, many of his family members wanted vengeance (what the party poopers nowadays call "justice") against the Karma Moonklucius entity (at the time, I was identifying as Frilly McRotten). They swored they did truly cared for him, yet in the 2 months I was people-watching him, no one visited him. Not even his neighbours.

Well, if you are still reading this, congratulations! You are only one of the people who had found one of my notes! I made this notes in order to connect people. I've always found bonding people together a hobby of mine, and I think these notes will surely help. For you, I don't know if you're a brave or a coward, but here's a request: I don't know if you have ever watched or played Carmen Sandiego. But can you find Karma Moonklucius?

Signed, your dearest.

Karma Moonklucius

PS: The audience is also watching you. Give them a show." 