User blog:Skylord Elberich/Stories - Chapter 9: The Wooden Girl's rise to power & fame

Oh, hi, could you wait, I'm, uh, with a client... Yes, of course, Mr. O'Kent, I'll make reservations for thursday at Del cieco, then we can talk business... okay, see you there. Now, to whom do I... oh my stars. It's you. Yeah, I know who you are. Every Fear knows you. And they know what you want, as do I. So let's get down to business, shall we?

I was once human, as many of the fears were. My name was Gadar Berberian, but I since Anglicised it to Cedar Birchwell. I think I was I was upgraded to 'fear' status some time after the Second World War. I don't remember much about my past life. How d'you take your coffee? Black? Okay then. Anyway, I vaguely remember being Armenian, and... a communist, I think? Or, at least my father was- a commie, not Armenian. I think he may have been... Russian, yes. I don't remember much else about my family. Wait- we were Jewish. Jewish commies, not a good thing to be back then. I also remember parts of my death, something to do with dysentery, I think. Sorry, those memories are kinda blurry. After my death, I was brought back by the Blind Man, who gave me a new body and everything, even if it was made of wood. Before the War, he was a toymaker, and he owned a book shop, too. Any how, when I first met the other Fears, have to admit, I was scared. But not as scared as when I faced that thing. You know, Transgression? Yeah, that's kinda why I was created, along with the Manufactured Newborn. To defeat it and all that. Yeah, that's something I don't really like talking about. So, after all that hoopla was finnished, I got to know the fears, and... they were pretty alright. I also, um, kinda, uh... developed a... sort of... crush on Slender Man. Please, please don't tell him! I would be sooo embarrased. *ahem* Anyway, after a few years I was given my own domain, but I wanted it to be more than just a place for me to hang out. I wanted it to have a use. So, after learning a few business techniques, and "hiring" a few electricians, Tower TV was born. It didn't catch on straight away, but after a couple of months, more people started tuning in, and my own little broadcasting station was in full swing!

Yeah... aw, you're leaving? Well, okay. We should do dinner sometime. See ya 'round!