FUCK the Management. FUCK My Handler. FUCK Valtiel. FUCK Redlight. I Joined up to Kill for FATHER. Not for them. First Redlight comes in here and tells me to commit genocide in... Three Days. Then. JUST last night, my BELOVED Handler Valtiel showed up. And Tortured me. TORTURED. You'll forgive me for not giving details on the experience, but having the equivalent of your chest exploding along with drowning in Liquid Nitrogen is NOT a memory I look back on fondly. The Point is. The reason he tortured me... Is because I am apparently not living up to HIS standards. HIS. Not Fathers. HIS. That arrogant prick thinks I need to live up to HIS standards. FUCK HIM. He didn't even tell me WHAT I was doing wrong. Just that I was doing it wrong. HELPFUL ISN'T HE...
My bitching about my superiors aside... The tracker we have for our next targets is either lazy or incompetent. Because he still has not found them yet. It is a small group of Runners who have not been running for long... I forget the names. With LUCK we will find them before the Apocalypse. I would like to kill a few people before the skies begin raining fire and shit. Wish me luck I guess. Or don't. If you don't, odds are I will see you soon. And rip out your still beating heart. And eat it. Hahahahahaha. You know, I have never actually done that. Seems a bit... Unsanitary? Raw Heart Meat. Maybe I should rip out the still beating heart and THEN cook it. Season it. Make some french fries. Get Ketchup for a more authentic look. THEN EAT IT. Yeah... I think I'll do that.
Addendum: You know. Valtiel never ONCE talked about the Syringes. Unlike every other ProxyChosen I have spoken to in the past few days. Call me paranoid but... I think he knows something I don't. I am beginning to suspect I am being manipulated by my superiors. Or Valtiel is just really stupid, which to be fair, is not unlikely.
You probably ARE being manipulated, dear. I suggest taking matters into your own hands. Father will not be displeased if you do so, as long as your mission is still accomplished. Perhaps we should meet somewhere to....discuss things. What do you say?
ReplyDeleteDepends on where... And No I am not giving you the Syringes.
ReplyDeleteI don't WANT the syringes, my dear. Such things aren't really my style, as you should know. I would simply like to talk. Shall we say...Knoxville, Tennessee, in two week's time?
ReplyDeleteFunny, now I am picturing you doing a scene out of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. hehe
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel. I suppose I am technically a torturer in training, but I get punished for not being good enough on a regular basis. It's not fair.
... I guess everyone has to suffer sometimes when they don't deserve it; Maybe that's the one thing we can all relate to these days.
ReplyDeleteStill cold?
You know, it's a shame you didn't choose a side that takes better care of it's people, Shitstar. Perhaps if you had, you'd have someone to turn to when this shit happened.
ReplyDeleteGood luck little Star, because why the hell not
ReplyDeleteYour orders with the syringes would, if carried out, put a damper on my revenge, but I suppose I could die happy just knowing that they are/will be dead too... so whatever you decide, good luck
The apocalypse. You, as the bringer of the apocalypse. You think a lot of yourself don't you.
ReplyDeleteI normally don't get involved in the lives of other people who work for the boss, but I like you. If you want, I could take care of your handler problem, for a price.
ReplyDelete@Andromeda: I can TRY to be there. No Promises.
ReplyDelete@Spencer: Yes. I am STILL freezing. My Blood is fucking ICE WATER...
@Elaine: Oh Shut Up. My Side is best.
@KnitWolf: Thank You.
@Zia: No. I don't. Redlight seemed to though. Hence the Syringes. They can bring about the End. That is why Redlight gave them to me... Do I have to re-explain this stuff for YOUR stupid ass?
@Gunn Smith: Trust me when I say Valtiel is a bit out of your league.
I never understood this bureaucracy you people have built up. A monster like Slender Man doesn't need an organization supporting him, but you insist on creating one so over cumbersome it would make governments blanch.
ReplyDeleteJust kill Valtiel. I doubt the Slender Man would care if another of his toys breaks. And then you can focus on the important task of creating bloodshed and mayhem.
The fact that your supervisor can torture you whenever he feels like it is proof that your job sucks, Morningstar.
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