More Fun with Neil the Losery Stalker... A War of Internet Mediums

Seems like our good friend Neil just can't help himself today... As mentioned in my previous post Fun with Neil the Losery Stalker! Neil threatened to blow me up on his radio show... which he made good on... sort of.. I think I'm supposed to be this Viki Slick person he talks about even though it's not my name. Though it is very hard to tell through all the heavy mouth-breathing like psychopaths do on the phone... I feel like he should be doing the voices of Simpsons characters at the comic book shop.

It's called Elektron Radio - Taking out the trash on Viki Slick and all I can say is I got served yo... Again, Leslie Chow jacking off dice rolling hand gestures... One of my favorite parts was when he said I looked like a man and a drag queen. Neil, drag queens are fabulous and maybe the reason you're not quite sure what a woman looks like is because no woman has ever wanted to touch you in your special place.. probably because they couldn't find it. 

Oh, another priceless part was the throwback shout out to Larry Ho when he said he didn't want to end up back in jail with rapists and murderers... Let's not forget psycho stalkers who harass young, attractive women at their places of employment. Those fuckers end up in prison too... Though somehow I have a feeling you're headed for a psych ward instead.

I also loved the part where he said no one was reading my blog and I "look like a goddamn fool"... Now first, you should not take the Lord's name in vain Neil! Second, I have to give credit where credit is due. Jake Komara aka Reed Rothchild, you are the fucking man and you rock and I heart you for being awesome! I honestly can't thank you enough for sharing my articles and getting my obscure little blog noticed by people who are now reading it and liking it. It honestly is overwhelming. This is a massive part of why you have become my favorite person/Tigerbeat crush of the week and endeared yourself to me.

Neil also unblocked me on Facebook so he could tag me in the post...

Not sure which part annoys me more... Him spelling my name wrong or calling me a bitch because of his mistake. All I could think was "Oh No he didn't!"

I at least let him know say my name fat fuck boy. Get it right!

Also, I noticed when he unblocked me he had posted a status update about HOR and Jake that I got a slight kick out of...

I've got news for you Neil. Jake and HOR are not writing anything about you anymore. I am! You started this shit because you felt the need to stalk my DJ profile and be a dumbass fucktard since you have way too much time on your hands and are batshit fucking crazy... and you just keep going and putting yourself out there and embarrassing yourself more. That's why you're a target. Stop getting so fucking hyper and try chilling out. You should've replaced meth with weed... though that would not help your weight problem. My suggestion would be quaaludes if they still existed.

Does the URL of my blog say Head of Rothchild? No, it does not. All Jake is doing is passing along info, pics, sharing my posts, laughing at your psychotic behavior and stupidity, sending me backup screenshots, and actually defending himself because you keep attacking him and blaming him for things that he did not do. 

However, I will say that Neil, you are still, and always will be Property of HOR. I'm just renting you for a few days for my own amusement and entertainment like I would a movie or a bouncy castle. After that you go back.

Fun with Neil the Losery Stalker!

So judging by the overwhelming response to yesterday's post Who the F Dares to Troll Miss Slik? it would seem everybody in the world pretty much thinks Neil is as much of a hysterically entertaining, giant toolbag as I do. Let's keep going because he just can't seem to contain himself...

As it turns out, a slight retraction may be in order. Neil is no longer a meth addict. He quit doing meth several years ago... just not in time to keep the drugs from warping his brain. He's gone fucking batz-maru permanently... which is quite sad when you think about it. Kids, please don't do drugs. You don't want to end up like Neil.

But apparently Neil is still clinging to his drugged out meth head days because the pics on his profile are from way back then. He's nothing but a shadow of his former self... in fact, it looks like he ate his former self... along with all the fried chicken and Doritos and cake in the state of Virginia. 

Here are a couple pics courtesy of Jake from HOR that are disturbing to say the least...

Not only that, but it turns out he's no longer welcome at Transit in Fairfax because he creeped everyone there out so much they had to repeatedly remove him from the premises... which could not have been easy considering his sheer size. Seems every person in Northern Virginia actually has a story about why they hate Neil and did not hold back from telling me. I felt like I should've been taking notes.

We all had a good laugh last night at Neil's expense when he discovered my blog post. He tagged me asking that I take down my post while making weak threats to blast me on his radio show nobody listens to... Cause yeah, threatening me in any way is what will make me do exactly what you want like I'm soooo scared of you and your wack show. Makes Leslie Chow jacking off dice rolling hand gestures...

Neil is known for having multiple Facebook accounts. Turns out he had friended me on at least 2 of them.. and then blocked me... and then unblocked me...

Yeah, actually turns out I do know Neil by the way... For any of you who don't know how people know who I am in the DC rave scene, I got my start working as a doorgirl for District Junglist League while I was trying to be an MC back in the day. I'm an awesome singer. But, honestly, I was a terrible MC.. not because I can't flow.. but more because I had the worst stage fright and could not freestyle for shit... I was an excellent doorgirl though at 17 which I thought was awesome because I wasn't even old enough to be there... and I was the only reason anybody ever paid that $5 cover at Sunday Night Sessions.

After Ackshun and I had our first falling out for reasons I'm sure would not surprise anybody, I went to work at Buzz selling CD's for the Syndicate and then John Tab in exchange for VIP bands because I was still trying to be a vocalist for DnB tracks, which you need to meet people who produce DnB in order to do. Obviously, nothing much came of that either. However, turns out I was an excellent CD seller. It's how I became John Tab's Gal Friday/Intern and also Head of Vending for Buzzlife.

I used to help John with Alias and also the Rubik room at Buzz once they bumped us upstairs prior to the coup d'etat where I, then John, were ousted by people who I guess believed the rumors that the private meetings between John, Scott, and I to discuss sales totals and merchandise were really some conspiracy theory discussion of how I was being groomed to take over being in charge of Buzzlife. The most I ever was aware of was John was training me to help him out and oversee some things for him when he couldn't be there. However, had the rumors been true, I'm pretty sure Buzzlife would still be a real thing and not what it is today. Just a sidenote and bygones I'm obviously still a little bitter about.

Anyway, Neil used to come up to Alias and creep everybody out there too. I really was always nice to him and probably the only person who ever talked to him instead of treating him like just some stupid loser... Apparently, this is the thanks I get.

Who is Viki? I think you mean Niki and why are you coming to my work Neil?



A lot of people list their place(s) of employment on their private profiles. It's not an invitation for stalking. I definitely never invited him to come to my work.

I know a lot of people on that list. Not sure where it came from.

Neil really seems to think he's sticking it to Jake doesn't he?!

Again, who is this Viki person? My name is NIKI and has been since birth thanks to my parents. The story of why is in my About Me section. For real, I don't think I'll be shooting Neil today. I think I'd need an elephant gun or harpoon to take down an animal of that size anyway. But I really could beat him up assuming my fists and feet do not get stuck in his many fat rolls... or I could just simply outrun him. I also seriously will call the cops and file a restraining order if Neil shows up here though. 

Neil blocked me right after that so Jake was kind enough to send me screenshots of the stuff I missed.... 

Jake's last comment about him always being property of HOR is my favorite part of this thing. So glad he saved it for me so I could read it. Thanks Jake!

Stay tuned for Part 2 because there is more fun from today already... Neil is seriously spewing his crap out faster than I can post it up on the internet for everyone's amusement.



Who the F Dares to Troll Miss Slik?

So as promised, I have investigated the situation from Monday's blog post Who the Fuck is this Bottom-Feeding Losery Stalker Groupie Douche?!?. I tagged the 2 people who were mutual friends in my Facebook update and look what happened!

Wow right? OK...

Here is a list of our suspects:

1. My ex-best friend and/or someone who knows her. A couple of people have suggested she may be the one responsible but I don't think it's her. She'd come at me way harder than this. Anybody who really knows me would know how to push my buttons in a major way. They also know I'd just laugh at being called a cock-slurping whore... which is exactly what I did.

2. Andy Welch

He has not responded to me which could mean it's him but I doubt it. This kid just doesn't strike me as the uber dramatic type. Maybe I'm wrong though.

3. Neil Akkor

Scrutinize momentarily and hold those thoughts I can tell you all are thinking right now because we will come back to him in a second.

4. Jake Komara aka Head of Rothchild

Neil accused Jake of being the one. I know for a fact it wasn't Jake and HOR. I made a call and got that shit confirmed. Had it been though I'd have probably taken shit down and let it get handled. We share a mutual friend who would go and has gone to bat for me. Out of respect for him I wouldn't add fuel to the fire. It's not good for business.

Besides, look at this picture and tell me that little piece of scrumptious hotness doesn't make you think some naughty thoughts. If he'd called me a cock-slurping whore it would be like foreplay. Pretty sure he'd mean it in a loving, encouraging way though. For real, he's grilling a CDJ. I loathe CDJ's with a fiery, burning passion. This picture makes me moist in my panties area and I think I need a towel to wipe my leg. More on that later.

So who is our culprit? Well I'm pretty sure it's Neil Akkor. Dude is a meth addict with way too much time on his hands and it's mad convenient that he jumped to pinning it on Jake with such a quickness. Meth addicts are super calculating and manipulative. They come up with some crazy plans. Pretty sure he didn't count on it backfiring though.

Not only did Neil comment on my status update, he also hit me up immediately in a private message and went on and on and on and on....

Really, why would he? I think I'm awesome but in real life I'm really not that cool and I don't fit the usual type of people HOR has gone on.

Why Neil? Do you want to take me on a date?

No clue what the fuck Elektron Radio is nor do I really care unless I'm being booked for it. Not sure I'd feel too comfy in your mom's basement though without my gun. Sounds like I've been lo-jacked and targeted to be made into a Niki suit. It rubs the lotion on it's skin. It does this whenever it's told. 

Wow... That's extra.

Of course you do. That's why you've been stalking me... It's for my own protection right? Seriously, again, this is why I own a gun. I've also been taught self-defense by dudes in the USMC and Army so you can get fucked up like we're in the Octagon if you creep on me.

Pre baught? What the fuck does that mean? Did meth addicts come up with their own language? At this point I was making Leslie Chow jacking off dice rolling hand gestures. I don't want to meet up with this dude. No thumb drive of anything is that worth it to me. Besides, I have other avenues and means.

Because WOW.. What kind of credible information could you possibly provide me about anything?

Good Lord... OK kids, this piece of advice is for everyone.. DO NOT EVER DO DRUGS!!! Cause for real.. WOW!!!!

Yeah, here is my theory on who trolled me... I believe that Neil realized I write a blog that targets douchebags who fuck with me, creep me out, annoy me, or piss me off. What better way to exact revenge on someone you hate than to perpetrate and blame your nemesis for it? Like I said before though, I just don't think he counted on his plan backfiring. I'm not a sensitive person and like to laugh at things too. Neil made himself a target for me on his own. Plus now I like and respect Jake even more than I did before.

Here is why I think that.. It's just too neat and tied together. Like this fake profile's likes are only the people Neil claims are being fucked with by HOR.

Also, one of the few events this fake person went to is an event being put on by Elektron Radio.

Neil apparently has several fake Facebook accounts he's trolling people from including Jake and me so be on the lookout. It would appear Neil is our dude and Douchebag of the Day. I will also be receiving "The Akkor File" shortly which should be a fucking awesome read. Let's see if we can't pick up where HOR left off. 



Who the Fuck is this Bottom-Feeding Losery Stalker Groupie Douche?!?

So apparently I did not get the memo that today is National Act Like a Douchey Fucktard Toward Niki Slik Day.. I'm already dealing with some other bullshit and this wackass fucker decides to stalk my semi-abandoned DJ profile and post comments that, while I find amusing, are just extra.

The first one was this below.. which I'm not mad at. In fact, I take it as a compliment. I am fine as fuck and I know lots of dudes who'd love to get up in my ass because I have a nice ass. However, it is somewhat inappropriate to post on my DJ page. If you're really trying to get it, that is something you should privately message me about. Just sayin.

However, the second comment he made several minutes later was what made me be like What. The. Fuck? I deleted if off my page and then kicked myself for not screen-shotting it first. But thank God for email that even includes pics. Nothing you post on the internet is ever really gone.

Technically, he's not wrong... It's just that any time prior to today when a dude has called me something like that, it's typically been behind closed doors while I had a mouthful of their cock and was meant in a much more loving, encouraging way. I tend to call them thoroughly degrading names as well while they return the favor... also out of love and encouragement because dudes like that shit. It's all in good fun.

 For real though, can't I be both an iconic social figure and a dick-slurping whore? I consider myself both and I don't think that's a bad thing. A lot of men would find that awesome and it explains why I'm such a catch. What dude can't appreciate a multi-talented woman with a massive love of giant D? Any dude who has been on the receiving end of my fellatio seems to love that about me.

I'm pretty sure dick-slurping whore is actually listed among my many credentials. If not, I'll take that oversight under advisement. But obviously this talent and fondness is more of a recreational past time than one I've used for business purposes to advance my music career. I do kick myself for not being more of a dick-slurping whore in the rave/club scene though because I'd probably be a super famous world-touring DJ and producer by now if I had been... or at least a lot further along than I am.

Anyway, here is this dumb fucker's Facebook profile...

He's actually somewhat tragic looking with bad skin, kind of a jacked face, and an outdated emo haircut.

I'm just trying to figure out who this dude is and why he felt the need to internet stalk my DJ page to make comments. Clearly I must be an iconic social figure who has truly reached at least D-Level celebrity status to necessitate stalker groupie activity. 

 It's pretty obvious he has a small penis. I'm wondering if maybe I refused to slurp his dick based on the inadequacy of his endowment and laughed in his face while I was drunk because he asked me if it was big enough for me like he expected it was the biggest dick I've ever seen (like the Mayor of Titty City) or something thus offending him to the point he felt the need to stalk my page and embarrass me I guess. I'm actually trying to be better about that.

It seems further investigation is required so I will be tagging the 2 mutual friends I share with this random, small-dicked loser fan to see if they can perhaps shed some light on what this dude's major malfunction might be. Funny thing is, I'm not exactly sure how I know both of them either.