Friday, September 16, 2011


I cannot begin to elaborate on my displeasure. I truly doubt you are capable of understanding the depths of it; perhaps that is of my own choosing to not allow you such a chance.

I became alert to the happenings when Proxy 85 threw himself into the fire. I ordered recon, observe only! The result of him disobeying an order was him nearly killed. 269 only intervened upon the last minute. This displeases me further yet does not surprise me in the slightest.

Thuggee's pet managed to eliminate 269's body, tending to the beast himself I could not waste the time to give my right hand something he was used to. I had to resort to tossing his consciousness into the nearest corpse the few times he found himself dead. My pet did something right; I came upon the gruesome discovery as to what he was doing. Dare I admit to smiling at my pet's cleverness; his murders all this time were placed within a circle around the mansion. Every body undiscovered; kept true to his word about working to complete the circle.

Despite the fact this corpse he inhabited was injured severely I punished him. Failure; for not intervening sooner when 85 recklessly sought to defend my targets. To put it mildly; that body fell dead and I thrashed his conscious being until it laid beaten. I spent time piecing together a new body afterwards.

Proxy 85 is healing, the child trembles with reason. He will be wiser than to be so headstrong in the future.

The battle itself was known to be a challenge, I saw through my pet's eyes a split moment before going to their aid. I personally went, despite a clone typing this now I did not allow such to face Thuggee. There is a difference between a clone and the master of them when it comes power.

269 is by and large not an easy target to eliminate, especially against you humans. It took a few tries in every body I flung 269's conscious into. Evading Thuggee was a primary concern while 85 was rendered useless, if not nearly dead. My charge managed to crawl out of the way; only when I pulled forth a horde of clones from various locations across the globe did my charge escape. I had a single one remove his form from the building.

My targets gone and having taken 85 with them I found no more use in staying; my purpose there was served. I took 269's injured form and left the filth hole. Let the claimed Hand of the Gods relish in a building in ruins with one cooked corpse, if he thinks such a victory I pity him.

I located where my pet was and teleported to him, 269 and myself appeared within a motel room with those upon my list. I examined each one of them briefly before lifting the boy off the bed. We left the fighters to tend to their battle wounds, my objective is greater than they at the moment. Count yourselves lucky, resistance; had it been the beginning of summer I would have taken all of you without a single thought.

Mercy has befallen you and I have many things to do.

I report now I am well, mere flesh wounds and the mental warfare is already recovering. Might I remind you I earned my position; my use is not in the battlefield but it does not mean I'm not capable. Proxy 85 needed immediate medical attention and was graced with it, we will be having a very strict lesson in disobeying orders when he recovers. 269 has been dealt with accordingly and is presently stretching his new body. His mask is damaged thoroughly, not by the battle but previous affairs with a certain Road Runner. He was punished severely for giving her the time of day; I care not she's one of his asylum wenches.

If you are curious on the status of the fighters I will report they are breathing. Their injuries range, they are all disturbed mentally but I trust they'll return to their stubborn ways in time; or break under the pressure.

I can assure you the being known as Thuggee and his pet Dodgy are a case that will be looked into effective immediately. This old well of souls has a job to do, I do remember telling you all that I am quite effective at this job, did I not? My purpose was served at the battlefield. Thuggee dares to begin assaulting His? I welcome him into war.

This new player to the field brings forth more troubles, such a burden to tend to so much work. My clones will have to continue the hunt; Prosper will solely have to tend to the resistance, 85 when he heals; and it would seem I will have to invest my personal time into creating a counterstrike.

Very well. His enemies shall come to understand my position; a businessman must protect his investments and his superior.

It would seem now is the time for this body to be put to use properly.

A global watch has been initiated.

A counterstrike has begun.

Such a pain.


  1. EHEHEHEH!!!!
    Big wig, ya shoulda just killed em. Am I gonna get these ones if they live?? I want to take a vacation, boyo.
    LEMME OUTTA THIS CITY! I'll get em! I'll get em all! ;)

  2. i hear. and i obey.
    the death of a god.
    is always sweet.

  3. Gallows-Tree: In due time; I'll open the door to your cage when I see fit.

    This Forgotten Throne: For once I welcome your acts of violence; if you chase the Hand I will not stop you and hope you end this man's life quickly... and savagely.

  4. i am unbound for many reasons
    our cause.
    our reason.
    empty night commands me such

    no thing to me. to us.
    no peace.

  5. Why punish the wicked when what THEY see is right? Personally I applaud the reckless, anarchic behavior...

  6. This Forgotten Throne: I would never expect peace; for them; for us. Not in this world.

    The Anarchitect: We punish for interfering and treading where one does not belong. If this one wishes to play the game of war with His own we shall grant him his wish. Your question is equal to asking why a war has begun in the first place; because both sides are doing what they see is right and therefore clash from opposing views. You may find this behavior right but we do not; especially when my investments are tampered with.

  7. You sound like a greedy businessman simply protecting his bloody investments...

    Let me guess. 'Father' actually trusts you doesn't He.

  8. The Anarchitest: He is not my father. He would be a fool to trust me and I would be a fool to trust Him. Trust bears no weight here; not with Him.

  9. ...I see. So I retract my comment about being a businessman.

    You are definitely most like a lawyer.

    ...He OBVIOUSLY trusts you enough to carry out the instructions he gives you though.

  10. The Anarchitest: He sees my use and what I am good at, that I am capable of His instructions. There needs not be a trust; it's only business. If I became bad business He'd rid Himself of me. It's a simple concept really.

  11. Looks like we agree on something for once, Executor. But I'm going to say this now, the enemy of my enemy is not my friend. Keep that in mind, even if our goals are the same in regards to Thuggee.

    On another note I'm glad 85 survived, that kid shouldn't have been involved to begin with. You're an idiot to have done that, he could have been killed. Keep that in mind before you assign him again.

  12. The Shady Lady: Agreed, thing. Proxy 85 is capable. Count yourself lucky he chose to protect my investments opposed to watching. His distraction kept some of your people alive. 269's as well, might I add.

  13. Capable? He's a kid! I didn't want him to get involved to begin with. Did you fucking see what happened to Trinity? I'd rather be dead than your kid stooge. Prosper, your bastard charge should have intervened way earlier to help that kid. I hope you beat some sense into him.

  14. The Shady Lady: Take the fact you are still alive and enjoy it, Lady.

  15. And why are we still alive, Executor? Why did you join the party, original self no less?

  16. The Shady Lady: It is the only form that would have lasted long enough. Clones tear more easily; this serve its purpose as a distraction much better, wouldn't you say?

  17. That still doesn't explain some things and you damn well know it. I'm not the only one questioning some things. You can't hide everything, Executor. Keep that in mind.

  18. The Shady Lady: Of course, Lady; of course.

  19. A businessman that hates the very job he's suited for. Such pawns we have this time around; but you have been in this game for far too long. I have been watching, businessman, we will finally have our round.

  20. Mister Creevey: Will we? Shall have to see about this. I'm intrigued with what you're trying to do with my newest employees, Mister Creevey. I will have to watch further.