The worst kind of Monster
Waiting for ink to dry on scratchboard is one of the most dull things to do, so I thought I would write a blog post instead of watching it.
It’s taken me a while to get to this particular confession. The reason for that is because this one can still hurt.
For the longest time I have been completely haunted and tormented… and just by starting to write this post I can feel his oppression looming over me. He is just one of those characters that I love to detest. The tormenting is mutual and we will be the death of one another.
I am speaking on the entirely dreadful Captain Rhodes. And because he has played such a large part of my life. Here is a video of him.
I long ago came to the realisation that there is absolutely nothing likeable about the good Captain, but I like him anyway. There is a lot of support out there for him being all badass! Which is just brilliant. You go get them fans Rhodes! You’ll need them!
Whenever I have moved on from fangirling over Rhodes, (He always pulls me back) I always think about how well they can fight the guy off to give me some respite from his endless torments. Mostly they fail. This time round though, Rambo seems to be doing a darned fine job. (Ironically, the song that reminds me of Rambo just came on the radio!) As until now, I haven’t thought about Rhodes all that much.
If you wish to know some more about Kiz and Rhodes then this here, really sums them up. It was a commission, the first Fanfiction commission that I partook in, that was so well written I was floored! Maybe my opinion on it is biased though? It puts me in the mood to write again which I have not done for a long time now. So much left undone.
I have a pair of Dog Tags, which were made though some website, I forgot which, that belong to Rhodes. I used to wear them whenever I needed a reminder to stay strong and not give in to my own self crushing thoughts; which I am often over taken by. He helped me through a lot, but his help is nothing more than a dangerous any voodoo curse or zombie apocalypse. We shall have more fun times, I am certain.