and here we... go!

Define: Villain

Have we not been through this?

Go back, you will see, if you're alcohol soaked brain can figure that out.

Let me redefine, explain, extort, and more.

Wait, nope.

I don't make plans.

Villains don't make plans.

I'm not RLSV.

You can keep that title.

There are those with it, whether self-appointed or forced upon them, who hold it with greater esteem than I could ever dream to live (or die) up to.

I am Agent Wraith.

You're not.

It is preposterous to think that any One of you could hope to understand the level on which my brain operates. I can't figure it out, either. I'm not being condescending. You may have a good (evil) idea, but you really have none. Not a single clue.

All my rants.

All my rambling.

Was for nothing.

You have nothing.

No one is worse off for it.

You know that.

If you don't, I'm sure you will tell yourself whatever you need to sleep at night.

I define nothing.

You can stop now.

There will be no more plans.

This is the end.

-Agent Wraith

p.s. World Events.. you will see. Just open your EYE.

Secrets

Scrub my existence from the internet, you say?
That's interesting.
Consider that I am more a 'Ghost in the Machine' than most.
Do you think I don't think of contingencies?
Sad, really, that we live in a world full of ignorant humans, isn't it?
Both sides of every fence.
Both sides.

Your secrets were yours to keep.
Now they are mine.
What I do with them will paint me.
Unlike most, I actually care about my image, the impression.
How am I to accomplish my goals if I alienate everyone?
No minion, henchmen, or Villain would follow that.
No one.

But, we are not alone, are we?
We struggle to survive when there is not much time left.
Okay, time-travelers, I get you.
We are all time-travelers in a sense, moving forward.
It's a tough pill to swallow, knowing your mortality will keep you from finishing.
But, choke it down.
You can deny it to your last breath.
It matters not.
Your time will run out soon enough.

Scattered, yes.  The decoding will thwart simpler minds.
Any ounce of intelligence will see through this easy.
Don't take that the wrong way.  If you can't figure it out, that does not make you stupid.
Maybe I'm too cryptic.
Maybe I'm not cryptic enough.
You will read into this whatever you will.
I can only type, I cannot convey the emotion.
And I am a VERY passionate ghost.

Now bring your brain 360 and settle.

Nothing is safe or sacred anymore to you pitiful humans.
Nothing.
That will make my job easier, you know that, don't you?
I will scrub YOUR existence from the face of the EARTH.

'Super'.. 'heroes'?
Meh.

Ahem.
Been here some time, fellas.
In the last year, since my 'unveiling', the secrets have become plenty.

You already know this one, but I'm going to continue with it anyways.
There are 'heroes' among Villainy.
Here's another one.
There are 'villains' among 'heroes'.
Here's another one.
Some have always had this split.
I'll speak more on Janus next time.


Until then, you keep telling yourself I'm not a ghost, I'm not in your machine, or UR BASE, and I have no secrets.

Force my hand, for any reason again,

and you will regret it.












Agent Wraith

Smoke Signals? Meh

Do you know how simple it is to ignore me?

Barely a push of a button and POOF!
No more Agent Wraith.

No more updates, no more annoyance.
No more direct feeds.

Agent Wraith gets to play in a sandbox of his own making.

And that's only if you really WANT to ignore me.
If you don't mind the occasional verbal sting, admittedly childish ones, then you can do nothing.
I, honestly, prefer the fingers-in-ears-I-can't-hear-you-La-La-La approach, but that's me.

And why does it seem like everyone wants to HAARP on the ghost-schtick?
I can see where it comes from.  The I-can't-take-you-seriously-because-you-wear-a-mask routine.
I get it.

Recently, there's been this 'buzz' about a particular faceless fella.  I say 'buzz', but what I really mean is nonsonce.
It's really none of my business.
I didn't ask to be part of it, but I am part of it.

I guess my view is of a larger picture, when I should have focused more closely on my own selfish needs.
Wait, did that.
I guess my view is focused on my own selfish needs, with a broad vision of what those needs could accomplish.

Or destroy.

In a sense, I'm trying to give myself some balance.
A self imposed check on my activities.
Like The Harrowing.
An in depth scrutiny of everything I claim to be.
Helps weed out the missing scales on the underbelly.
Or so I've heard.

I've also heard some more nonsonce...
Like how I can't communicate with the dead.
Now, that's nonsonce.
I can, literally and most recently literarily, communicate with the dead.

i also said i can see the future.
bah! this is ridiculous.
how could i have seen this coming?

Because my eyes are open?

Shamelessly 'torn' from Embrace the Malignance. Final Smoke Signal.

"Then I realized that no one and nothing is worth me caring about in any of these communities and came back with that in mind."

Realizing anything I say beyond this point would be akin to schadenfreude, but in typical 'bumbling', I will persist.

'Communities'.
Working together, apart, or against, the entire world is a 'community'.
So, humans, in a need to quantify EVERYTHING, split everything up into smaller communities.  Mostly for their selfish I-want-my-own-space-to-control and who-needs-THEIR-circle-we'll-make-our-own.  But every entity bound to this rock is part of it.  Admitted or not, denied or not.

And just because I say 'Destroy All Humans' doesn't mean I think every human needs it.
Or deserves it.
I believe I listed my demands several times over.
Some humans have changed, some, I'd like to think, by my actions.
But, for the most part, humans remain a plague on this planet.
Those can be swept off.
Maybe just those.

I don't want World Domination.
I want Global Peace.

Tarrying too long in war and strife only pushes you into the I-wreck-shit-cause-I-can territory.

That's troll territory.
Some of you may like trollin' deep.



Me?
I'm indulgent in selfish behavior.
I'll do whatever I want.
I'm a Villain.


Agent Wraith
p.s. I have caricatures (little funny drawings) of each of you. Not just villains and heroes.
Humans.  Think of it like abstract art.
It's not going to make sense to anyone but the artist.
And he's crazy.

p.p.s. Mind Games. lol

(Un)Cryptic Relevance

I close my eyes to the madness,
(Paranoid, paranoid.)
it spills into the blackness.

I reached into the void for you,
(Futility.)
only to stain my fingertips.

My projection is conjecture,
(Intelligence.)
My prediction is insanity.

Hidden,
(Incorporeal.)
you will see no more.

Taxed,
(Accounted.)
you will be broken.

Composed,
(Materialized.)
you will be made whole.

"The time has come for me to end this game, now open wide and say my name."

-Agent Wraith