1. My Genius Plan to Create Followers

‘Hey lady! Make them talk about me!’ �e crazy harvesting girl looked up and it seemed

like she stares at me in the corner of what they call the loft, but the truth is she couldn’t

see me. No one sees me. By now it’s starting to get annoying that people haven’t seen me

for 1249 years. And still these people here are somehow talking about me. At least I

think they are talking about me… I have to stick around to �nd out.

At �rst, I thought the building that I’ve come to refer to as Unicorn Castle was just a

nice place. I could haunt the new inhabitants by letting the doorbell go o� at crazy

times, muhahahaaaa. Watching their confused little faces made me feel less bored you

know. But somehow they got used to my bullying, and then there’s no fun to it. It

seemed like I would have to move my sorry ass again, just to have some fun around here.

In this building, somehow I hear my name a lot. �at’s nothing special in itself, every

now and then a small girl talks about unicorns when I happen to be around, but here the

people haven’t stopped talking about me ever since one of them wrote a blog about me.

So that is new! I’m thinking this cannot be a coincidence. I’m thinking I have �nally

found the power to manifest myself.

So I’ve stuck around here to see what happens, to see what I can do. So far I’ve made a

group come together on wednesday. I was chilling on the loft and watching these people

sweating and shivering their ass o� while they were giving their personal presentations to

get into the group… Finally, some action around here! �ough I don’t really get the

point. Why would you want to hear personal stories anyways? �at’s boring! But some-

how it seems like they’re enjoying it a lot.

I made the girl with the long black hair give a presentation about the core values and of

course I included myself as one of those values, just for fun, ghehe. Ow My Unicorn

(OMU), these people are so in�uencable! And I’m such an evil genius!

I think the name of the black haired girl is Go-On, and I made her the priestess of this

occult group of ‘unicorn-worshippers’. I pushed her to take someone as her sidekick and

even though she thinks she found the unicorn-blogging girl by herself, it was actually me

orchestrating all of it! �e name of her sidekick is Vinegar. She’s a sour woman, but it’ll

do. Without them noticing it, I now have regained the power to manipulate the both of

them on a regular basis. I give them a tiny bit of free will every now and then, just to

make them seem ‘normal’. And so they created a branding facebook group (whatever

that may be) and they’ve decided on a time when they’ll meet with the group (every

friday from 10:00 till 12:00).

It’s fascinating. I thought my fellow magical creatures – vampires, elves, werewolves - had

some kind of special power that they could keep their stories alive in the hearts of

humans. Now, I realize that maybe it’s not that hard! I hope to manipulate the people in

this group soon. �ey will be my loyal servants. So far I’ve gotten a little ritual manifest-

ed. Ha! �e people in my castle now put a �nger on their forehead which makes them

look (dumb and) like a unicorn. Some even said “I don’t know what it means, but I do it

anyways.” Humans are so easily in�uenced! I’ll have my army of Unicorn Believers up

and running soon. People Will Take Me Seriously! And then, we’ll see who laughs last…

Muhahahahahahaaaaaaaa.

1. My Genius Plan to Create Followers

‘Hey lady! Make them talk about me!’ �e crazy harvesting girl looked up and it seemed

like she stares at me in the corner of what they call the loft, but the truth is she couldn’t

see me. No one sees me. By now it’s starting to get annoying that people haven’t seen me

for 1249 years. And still these people here are somehow talking about me. At least I

think they are talking about me… I have to stick around to �nd out.

At �rst, I thought the building that I’ve come to refer to as Unicorn Castle was just a

nice place. I could haunt the new inhabitants by letting the doorbell go o� at crazy

times, muhahahaaaa. Watching their confused little faces made me feel less bored you

know. But somehow they got used to my bullying, and then there’s no fun to it. It

seemed like I would have to move my sorry ass again, just to have some fun around here.

In this building, somehow I hear my name a lot. �at’s nothing special in itself, every

now and then a small girl talks about unicorns when I happen to be around, but here the

people haven’t stopped talking about me ever since one of them wrote a blog about me.

So that is new! I’m thinking this cannot be a coincidence. I’m thinking I have �nally

found the power to manifest myself.

So I’ve stuck around here to see what happens, to see what I can do. So far I’ve made a

group come together on wednesday. I was chilling on the loft and watching these people

sweating and shivering their ass o� while they were giving their personal presentations to

get into the group… Finally, some action around here! �ough I don’t really get the

point. Why would you want to hear personal stories anyways? �at’s boring! But some-

how it seems like they’re enjoying it a lot.

I made the girl with the long black hair give a presentation about the core values and of

course I included myself as one of those values, just for fun, ghehe. Ow My Unicorn

(OMU), these people are so in�uencable! And I’m such an evil genius!

I think the name of the black haired girl is Go-On, and I made her the priestess of this

occult group of ‘unicorn-worshippers’. I pushed her to take someone as her sidekick and

even though she thinks she found the unicorn-blogging girl by herself, it was actually me

orchestrating all of it! �e name of her sidekick is Vinegar. She’s a sour woman, but it’ll

do. Without them noticing it, I now have regained the power to manipulate the both of

them on a regular basis. I give them a tiny bit of free will every now and then, just to

make them seem ‘normal’. And so they created a branding facebook group (whatever

that may be) and they’ve decided on a time when they’ll meet with the group (every

friday from 10:00 till 12:00).

It’s fascinating. I thought my fellow magical creatures – vampires, elves, werewolves - had

some kind of special power that they could keep their stories alive in the hearts of

humans. Now, I realize that maybe it’s not that hard! I hope to manipulate the people in

this group soon. �ey will be my loyal servants. So far I’ve gotten a little ritual manifest-

ed. Ha! �e people in my castle now put a �nger on their forehead which makes them

look (dumb and) like a unicorn. Some even said “I don’t know what it means, but I do it

anyways.” Humans are so easily in�uenced! I’ll have my army of Unicorn Believers up

and running soon. People Will Take Me Seriously! And then, we’ll see who laughs last…

Muhahahahahahaaaaaaaa.