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Showing posts with label The Harrowing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Harrowing. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Spoiler: In The Morning I Am Agent Wraith
Pitiful music, looking at the tragedies of dying over and over and over again.
Or, on a lighter note(???), indestructability.. er, invulnerability.
Stupid WMG.
-AW
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
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?
"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
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
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Happy Trails
For more posthumous communique, tune in tonight!
Did you seriously think I was joking about being a necromancer?
Are you NEW here?
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Objectivism
I've never been accused of being deep.
I've come close.
Intellectual pursuits are beyond my comprehension.
But here's a nifty way to view things:
Ayn Rand, 1962.
I've come close.
Intellectual pursuits are beyond my comprehension.
But here's a nifty way to view things:
Ayn Rand, 1962.
My philosophy, Objectivism, holds that:
- Reality exists as an objective absolute—facts are facts, independent of man’s feelings, wishes, hopes or fears.
- Reason (the faculty which identifies and integrates the material provided by man’s senses) is man’s only means of perceiving reality, his only source of knowledge, his only guide to action, and his basic means of survival.
- Man—every man—is an end in himself, not the means to the ends of others. He must exist for his own sake, neither sacrificing himself to others nor sacrificing others to himself. The pursuit of his own rational self-interest and of his ownhappiness is the highest moral purpose of his life.
- The ideal political-economic system is laissez-faire capitalism. It is a system where men deal with one another, not as victims and executioners, nor as masters and slaves, but as traders, by free, voluntary exchange to mutual benefit. It is a system where no man may obtain any values from others by resorting to physical force, and no man may initiate the use of physical force against others. The governmentacts only as a policeman that protects man’s rights; it uses physical force only in retaliation and only against those who initiate its use, such as criminals or foreign invaders. In a system of full capitalism, there should be (but, historically, has not yet been) a complete separation of state and economics, in the same way and for the same reasons as the separation of state and church.
You can find more of this wonderful verbage here:
aynrand.org
For everything else,
there's necromancy.
NECROMANCY!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Metacognology: Freeing The Mind
Greetings!
I am Agent Wraith.
For this post, I seek to enlighten.
Sure, you've already got your tin foil hats firmly planted and shaped to keep out all that Scientology implores you to believe, so you might just be immune.
However, if you'd like a delightful (some would say inspiring) read, try this:
The Revolution Marches On
Before you go getting a hair across your ample backside, know this:
Agent Wraith does what he wants.
Always has. Always will.
Call me what you will, the internet is great for anonymous relatively retribution-free snarkiness.
And let's not forget Freedom Of Speech.
I see this as an experiment.
Life.
One big experiment.
Variables, controls, catalysts, accidents.
Something is lacking though. A fundamental change of the mind.
It's change. And people fear change.
Humans are generally xenophobic (and stupid), so there's that.
But, if we are to progress (and there is a mouse in my pocket*), there has to be a cohesive thought to pull us toward a BEtter future.
Not a worse one.
And it has to be responsible.
There are destructive personalities out there who would throw the biggest monkey-wrench into the mix just because they can.
I'd say I'd be the top dog, but seriously, I live in my mother's basement.
And... in this world of bigger fish, there's got to be someone else out there.
And.. in this world of constant one-upsmanship, seriously?
And I am just a tiny internetizen with a penchant for poor theatrics.
There you have it.
Agent Wraith condones the responsible use of illegal 'drugs' to empower the mind for changes for the betterment of the planet.
Damn.
Hero-speak.
Bleh.
Whatever happened to wiping humans off the face of the planet en masse because they are the MAIN problem?
What happened to unbiased extinction of the human race?
Heh. For a Zionist-Jew that hates everything (including the Aryan race descended from Heaven), I think I'm doing well.
Up next (this time for real), we look at Agent Wraith.
Harshly.
Target acquired.
Fire when ready.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Any potential back stabbers will note that Agent Wraith is incorporeal.
Your knife (unless Relic or Artifact) will have no effect. Perhaps a ceremonial blade?
I am Agent Wraith.
For this post, I seek to enlighten.
Sure, you've already got your tin foil hats firmly planted and shaped to keep out all that Scientology implores you to believe, so you might just be immune.
However, if you'd like a delightful (some would say inspiring) read, try this:
The Revolution Marches On
Before you go getting a hair across your ample backside, know this:
Agent Wraith does what he wants.
Always has. Always will.
Call me what you will, the internet is great for anonymous relatively retribution-free snarkiness.
And let's not forget Freedom Of Speech.
I see this as an experiment.
Life.
One big experiment.
Variables, controls, catalysts, accidents.
Something is lacking though. A fundamental change of the mind.
It's change. And people fear change.
Humans are generally xenophobic (and stupid), so there's that.
But, if we are to progress (and there is a mouse in my pocket*), there has to be a cohesive thought to pull us toward a BEtter future.
Not a worse one.
And it has to be responsible.
There are destructive personalities out there who would throw the biggest monkey-wrench into the mix just because they can.
I'd say I'd be the top dog, but seriously, I live in my mother's basement.
And... in this world of bigger fish, there's got to be someone else out there.
And.. in this world of constant one-upsmanship, seriously?
And I am just a tiny internetizen with a penchant for poor theatrics.
There you have it.
Agent Wraith condones the responsible use of illegal 'drugs' to empower the mind for changes for the betterment of the planet.
Damn.
Hero-speak.
Bleh.
Whatever happened to wiping humans off the face of the planet en masse because they are the MAIN problem?
What happened to unbiased extinction of the human race?
Heh. For a Zionist-Jew that hates everything (including the Aryan race descended from Heaven), I think I'm doing well.
Up next (this time for real), we look at Agent Wraith.
Harshly.
Target acquired.
Fire when ready.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Any potential back stabbers will note that Agent Wraith is incorporeal.
Your knife (unless Relic or Artifact) will have no effect. Perhaps a ceremonial blade?
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Promises, promises
So after a little chat with a most FEARSOME helmeted tyrant, I have decided to give a little breakdown of certain things here at Los Sauces.
Yeah, Mr. Frodo is full of personality.
Anywho.
So, I figure, instead of everyone getting on the ride with no idea what to expect, I'll give a preliminary explanation (re: warning) as what's going to happen with The Harrowing.
Yes, it is a Role Playing term.
Yes, it essentially means the same thing.
Do you remember the 'roasts'? Dean Martin? Seriously, youngsters, it's called history. It may not be a big part of it (re: Napoleon) and you young-folk may not care with your Tweeting and Poking..
Roasted. Grilled. Made fun of.
That's only the tip of the iceberg.
Not to toot my own horn (seriously, a villain with an EGO?!? unheard of), but we're going to take down the Titanic. If you don't view my villainy as epic in scope as the Titanic sinking, that's ok.
I view it as such.
As every villain (or anyone) should view their work/persona.
Otherwise, what's the point. A lame attempt at villainy with serious masochist overtones?
That.. has been done.
The Harrowing will be a play (of sorts) of my own psychosis/being. A drama constructed by my mind to mentally and physically tear myself down. I will survive or perish. Dark spectres of my past, forgotten loved ones, caricatures of present entities, and more, all designed to pull me down into Oblivion.
The most questioned question that should be asked?
Why?
Well, why not?
I've had 'evaluation'. But, yours isn't the same as mine. You must be busy with your own evil and can't be torn from it. It's fine. I'll 'screen' this wacky necromancer ghost from Jersey and see what 'floats'. And this time, no punches pulled. Maybe I'll be more forceful. I'll be my own worst critic.
You have had your chances to get to know me.
I don't pretend to be the boogeyman, so it can't be that you're afraid.
Not of little ole' me.
There has been little response from your camp.
And I started to wonder why.
If you're not going to ask the tough questions..
I'll do it for you.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Your silence can mean only one thing to me.
I'm right.
p.p.s. I'm approachable.. aren't I?
agentwraith@gmail.com
Yeah, Mr. Frodo is full of personality.
Anywho.
So, I figure, instead of everyone getting on the ride with no idea what to expect, I'll give a preliminary explanation (re: warning) as what's going to happen with The Harrowing.
Yes, it is a Role Playing term.
Yes, it essentially means the same thing.
Do you remember the 'roasts'? Dean Martin? Seriously, youngsters, it's called history. It may not be a big part of it (re: Napoleon) and you young-folk may not care with your Tweeting and Poking..
Roasted. Grilled. Made fun of.
That's only the tip of the iceberg.
Not to toot my own horn (seriously, a villain with an EGO?!? unheard of), but we're going to take down the Titanic. If you don't view my villainy as epic in scope as the Titanic sinking, that's ok.
I view it as such.
As every villain (or anyone) should view their work/persona.
Otherwise, what's the point. A lame attempt at villainy with serious masochist overtones?
That.. has been done.
The Harrowing will be a play (of sorts) of my own psychosis/being. A drama constructed by my mind to mentally and physically tear myself down. I will survive or perish. Dark spectres of my past, forgotten loved ones, caricatures of present entities, and more, all designed to pull me down into Oblivion.
The most questioned question that should be asked?
Why?
Well, why not?
I've had 'evaluation'. But, yours isn't the same as mine. You must be busy with your own evil and can't be torn from it. It's fine. I'll 'screen' this wacky necromancer ghost from Jersey and see what 'floats'. And this time, no punches pulled. Maybe I'll be more forceful. I'll be my own worst critic.
You have had your chances to get to know me.
I don't pretend to be the boogeyman, so it can't be that you're afraid.
Not of little ole' me.
There has been little response from your camp.
And I started to wonder why.
If you're not going to ask the tough questions..
I'll do it for you.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Your silence can mean only one thing to me.
I'm right.
p.p.s. I'm approachable.. aren't I?
agentwraith@gmail.com
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Circles
If you choose to include me, fine. I understand that.
But my lack of information is not only for my lack of interest, but for your communication of said information.
No, I don't want a chair in the Bored Room Of Evil.
That would imply I was some sort of.. equal.
A great villain once said (although I'm probably paraphrase):
"It would never work."
Odd (re: irony) how some continue to try.
My circles are relatively quiet right now.
It honestly (feeling? bah) feeds my paranoia.
What AREN'T they saying?
Silence is golden.
Duct tape is silver.
Oblivion is forever.
But my lack of information is not only for my lack of interest, but for your communication of said information.
No, I don't want a chair in the Bored Room Of Evil.
That would imply I was some sort of.. equal.
A great villain once said (although I'm probably paraphrase):
"It would never work."
Odd (re: irony) how some continue to try.
My circles are relatively quiet right now.
It honestly (feeling? bah) feeds my paranoia.
What AREN'T they saying?
Silence is golden.
Duct tape is silver.
Oblivion is forever.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Let's Begin
You have something to say?
Anything at all?
...
...
No?
Ask Agent Wraith
agentwraith@gmail.com
p.s. how about now?
Anything at all?
...
...
No?
Ask Agent Wraith
agentwraith@gmail.com
p.s. how about now?
Saturday, July 16, 2011
AT&T
AT&T.
Remember when they 'reached out and touch(ed) someone'?
It's my turn.
I mean, I've been trying to do that all along.
Really.
But, I mustn't compose a list.
No.
That would lead to too many.. problems.
We are unaffiliated for a reason.
Correct?
I do unsavory things.
I've admitted to being a criminal (with no actual convictions, hence NOT A CONVICT).
I've threatened.
I've death threatened.
(And here's the twist, starting now)
If you are human... haven't you done these things? Have you done any of them?
Have you been accused (justly or otherwise) of a crime?
Been arrested?
Quick, before I forget: yes. next week (Friday night) is going on as scheduled.
Shine the bronze/gold, defog the gas mask, and stay comfortable in that lawn chair (How do you keep from getting pinched.. you know.. DOWN THERE??), the games are REALLY about to begin.
Although, villains don't make plans.
I'm sure you'd wink, but, i get it. NO EYELIDS.
I don't know how your feet are still functioning, but that shouldn't prevent you from sending me something, be it video or audial. Yes it is so a word. Communication has been lax between us and it's cool, but I can't pick your brain and vice versa if we never get a chance to actually talk.
Unless you really don't give a shit.
I'm cool with that too.
Okay! So you did everything first! Got it. Chronologically speaking, it's inevitable. I have gotten maybe 10 cents out of you. I'm not TRYING to get your attention. Your words are powerful though. And sometimes? One kitteh is worth a thousand.
I genuinely have no idea what to say to you (but still go on at length). You snipe (which I think is great), you chastise (which is even more awesome), and you are definitely more intelligent than I could ever hope to be (an easy feat, true; still AMAZING). Why do we never chat? I try to be as least annoying as possible with a villain (mostly because they could stab me at any point when the mood strikes), but that can't be it. I'm ALWAYS annoying.
Transition? Perhaps I'm just not impressing you? I've had it suggested that i shouldn't set out to do that. It is true that sometimes I jab just to get a reaction, but for you, I just like your style.
Is that wrong? No. Your villainy impresses me. That might not amount to much for you, but it means plenty to me.
Good gravy. Yours is a villainy unlike any other (speaks for so many villains, doesn't it?). You are a giant among us, capable of crushing each with but one step. How many times have we just bullshit for an hour? You pick me up, keep me grounded, and even reach out to help. HELP! I would think you would smite me so much as look at me, but you don't. Oh sure, there is SMITING going on, but not towards Los Sauces. You are a demon. You are a villain. You scare me, inspire me, and keep my morale high.
I await your return to blogging.
You fiend. You trickster. You ruffian.
You have been there almost from the beginning, not downing me, but not agreeing with me. Sometimes you do. Sometimes you don't. All well and good. I support villainy, you support villainy. We have the same tastes in many things. We even have a bit of the same experience. Hell, I think I might BE you.
Although, really, I think I actually know you. I believe we have met, before we contributed to ONLINE EVIL, and perhaps didn't get along. Who knows. I do believe that once the APOCALYPSE is in full swing i have a willing participant in SURVIVAL. Keep the heroes running in circles.
You, sir, are a certified LUNATIC. You are EVIL, you are VILE, you are a MEGA-META-MANIAC. Yours is a villainy to be FEARED. You are brilliant, both verbally and physically; an intellectual GIANT. I still think your legs must be mostly machine by now, VADAR. We have talked (at GREAT length) about a great many things. I sincerely VALUE that. Don't let my activities bring you under fire, don't let my words deter you from association. I can keep ANY secret and WILL. I may allude to many things, but I will never betray confidence. I will not GRIFT, unless you deem it so. It's always better with a willing participant anyways. Besides, I'd get crushed.
You... YOU... No, YOU... Any mention of my name from you gives me serious school-girl giggles and fan-boy excitement. Your villainy is incomparable. Your legend is great, your talent unsurpassed. Yours is a villainy that will never be forgotten. It sucks so bad that you suffer. We all do in some manner, but DAMN if it doesn't suck. I'm not going to feel sorry for you, you wouldn't want that. I will support you if it means giving up my couch, if it means giving up my SHOW, if it means giving up MY IDENTITY. Your villainy means THAT MUCH TO ME. When i found you, you were beyond needing my allegiance. You have plenty of henchmen (henchmen, minions, even SUPERVILLAINS are your enslaved masses) and although you could USE more, you don't NEED them. I would slaughter thousands for one ounce of cure. I know that my disdain for humans means that particular statement holds little weight. I feel for you man. You say the word and it's on.
What makes you think I haven't been working with you all along? I use satellites. Sure, I may not know the first thing about building a laser, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to push a button. I may not know WHICH button. Your reputation preceded you. Our first 'meeting' was with little success. Such is the life of a villain. I'm sure you've had your share of busted knuckles and chapped lip (photographic evidence proves it) and I applaud (no, ADMIRE) your service. You are casual, yet firm. You are cynical and verbose. You have plenty of talent, all of which I am sorely JEALOUS of. The next we meet, have your notes and prepare to STOMP ROYALLY. Maybe not me, maybe ME. Bring your 'A' game and have at it. You are feared, rightly so, and I want MOAR. A glutton for punishment, possibly. But you keep bringing the pain, I'll keep the floor open for you to dish it.
Oh, I hope you are NOT a 'flash in the pan'. It's so easy to HATE you.
That's a good thing.
And by good, I mean evil (note: I didn't steal this, I just perpetuate it. It's one of THE BEST sayings I've EVER HEARD. That might suggest to some that I haven't heard much and that.. ah.. shove it. It's THE BEST!). You do realize though, that the brightest flame burns quickest? That a shooting star, no matter how bright still burns out? Surely you must. Perhaps this is your game.
It matters not.
You are an interesting specimen. You appear physically sound, perhaps not completely mentally so. This is not matter. Some of the best of villainy are a little... bent.
I don't know much about you, this is true. Perhaps one night you will introduce yourself?
We shall see.
I will tell you this though: Rebuke whom you wish. No villain adheres to any 'doctrine'. And, for the most part, you have yet to see what 'roleplaying' is.
Long have you waited to be taken serious, haven't you? I would say we have similar tastes, but we know that's only skin deep. No, you don't take ME serious. Unfortunately, I take you more serious than you actually are. I'm sure you are quite capable of everything you threaten/promise, but I believe you fail to realize: I am as well.
In fact, I may be a bit more of a comedian, but I am not funny. I'm actually a bit depressing. Now, I'm not going to get into a pissing match with you (that's the DOMAIN OF HEROES), but I will go toe-to-toe with whatever you're trying to do. Just for shits and giggles. I guess we might have more in common than once thought. After all, we are just a couple of bad jokes away from being hypocrites. It's okay. I still support your villainy. I'm sure we'll get around to that cook-out one day.
I don't know much about you, but what i do know, scares me.
As it SHOULD.
We are similar in so many ways, yet there are some things you excel at that i cannot.
i applaud you for that.
You have your niche. You are no minion.
You are a villain.
You have shown your support and for that I am quite thankful.
I don't want you to ALIENATE yourself, I want you to BE all you WANT.
Stand alone or with your allies. With them, THEY are stronger. Without them, YOU ARE.
You are intelligent, fact. You are well-spoken, fact. Give them that which THEY believe in:
HELL.
I did save the best for last, but I have to mention one just before that.
You have to speak up, you HAVE to. No one is going to hear you if you don't.
If they can't hear you, they can't FEAR you.
You have an opinion, you have motivations, you have inspiration.. USE THEM.
You have the opportunity to excel, so DO IT.
Open the flood-gates and drown them in your spite.
Seal their so-called fate with your hatred.
Release the evil.
It's only going to be a matter of time before we are all LOST IN THE SEA OF VILLAINY, so get to work.
You have two choices, BEcome the villain you choose to BE, or fade.
Don't shine bright, but shine fiercely. Whatever you shed light on, make it purposeful.
Before I continue, I want to cover most of my bases with a rough address. To the OTHER villains out there.
I hope i didn't miss anyone. lol
Your precious FaceBook will falter soon. It has been under the microscope since its inception. Cross hairs are drawn..
very soon..
I digress.
DON'T SAY BOMB ON FACEBOOK.
lulz
If you are an unseen villain who has found yourself in an existential quandry full of self-loathing and doubt, just take solace that somewhere out there in this crazy, mixed up, fucked up world, there's a little place called..
LOS SAUCES.
And we're looking for a few good henchmen.
Or minions.
Hell, I'm ready to bring in the BIG GUNS and get me a few villains in the mix.
Baron Terror leaves a lot to be desired.
Seriously, no one has seen that MOVIE?!?
Don't think because you're last on this list-not-list that you are least important. Oh no.
I have said:
"Without --- there would be no Agent Wraith."
"I couldn't do this without ---."
All true.
When you are down, I am down.
When you are up, I am up.
It takes alot to keep up with me, it takes alot to keep up with you.
You are not just an asset, you are a necessity.
My ONE TRUE WEAKNESS.
My ONE TRUE STRENGTH.
Yours is a villainy unseen.
I will never forget.
Let's do this.
Agent Wraith
p.s.
UP NEXT: THE HARROWING! Feel like Agent Wraith's not making any sense? Good news! You're absolutely right! Bad news! It's just going to get all kinds of WORSE! It's time to ante up, ladies and gentlemen! Tough questions? We've got em! Easy questions? What the FUCK are those? You heard it here.. THERE WILL BE NO QUARTER! Agent Wraith is broke.
Remember when they 'reached out and touch(ed) someone'?
It's my turn.
I mean, I've been trying to do that all along.
Really.
But, I mustn't compose a list.
No.
That would lead to too many.. problems.
We are unaffiliated for a reason.
Correct?
I do unsavory things.
I've admitted to being a criminal (with no actual convictions, hence NOT A CONVICT).
I've threatened.
I've death threatened.
(And here's the twist, starting now)
If you are human... haven't you done these things? Have you done any of them?
Have you been accused (justly or otherwise) of a crime?
Been arrested?
Quick, before I forget: yes. next week (Friday night) is going on as scheduled.
Shine the bronze/gold, defog the gas mask, and stay comfortable in that lawn chair (How do you keep from getting pinched.. you know.. DOWN THERE??), the games are REALLY about to begin.
Although, villains don't make plans.
I'm sure you'd wink, but, i get it. NO EYELIDS.
I don't know how your feet are still functioning, but that shouldn't prevent you from sending me something, be it video or audial. Yes it is so a word. Communication has been lax between us and it's cool, but I can't pick your brain and vice versa if we never get a chance to actually talk.
Unless you really don't give a shit.
I'm cool with that too.
Okay! So you did everything first! Got it. Chronologically speaking, it's inevitable. I have gotten maybe 10 cents out of you. I'm not TRYING to get your attention. Your words are powerful though. And sometimes? One kitteh is worth a thousand.
I genuinely have no idea what to say to you (but still go on at length). You snipe (which I think is great), you chastise (which is even more awesome), and you are definitely more intelligent than I could ever hope to be (an easy feat, true; still AMAZING). Why do we never chat? I try to be as least annoying as possible with a villain (mostly because they could stab me at any point when the mood strikes), but that can't be it. I'm ALWAYS annoying.
Transition? Perhaps I'm just not impressing you? I've had it suggested that i shouldn't set out to do that. It is true that sometimes I jab just to get a reaction, but for you, I just like your style.
Is that wrong? No. Your villainy impresses me. That might not amount to much for you, but it means plenty to me.
Good gravy. Yours is a villainy unlike any other (speaks for so many villains, doesn't it?). You are a giant among us, capable of crushing each with but one step. How many times have we just bullshit for an hour? You pick me up, keep me grounded, and even reach out to help. HELP! I would think you would smite me so much as look at me, but you don't. Oh sure, there is SMITING going on, but not towards Los Sauces. You are a demon. You are a villain. You scare me, inspire me, and keep my morale high.
I await your return to blogging.
You fiend. You trickster. You ruffian.
You have been there almost from the beginning, not downing me, but not agreeing with me. Sometimes you do. Sometimes you don't. All well and good. I support villainy, you support villainy. We have the same tastes in many things. We even have a bit of the same experience. Hell, I think I might BE you.
Although, really, I think I actually know you. I believe we have met, before we contributed to ONLINE EVIL, and perhaps didn't get along. Who knows. I do believe that once the APOCALYPSE is in full swing i have a willing participant in SURVIVAL. Keep the heroes running in circles.
You, sir, are a certified LUNATIC. You are EVIL, you are VILE, you are a MEGA-META-MANIAC. Yours is a villainy to be FEARED. You are brilliant, both verbally and physically; an intellectual GIANT. I still think your legs must be mostly machine by now, VADAR. We have talked (at GREAT length) about a great many things. I sincerely VALUE that. Don't let my activities bring you under fire, don't let my words deter you from association. I can keep ANY secret and WILL. I may allude to many things, but I will never betray confidence. I will not GRIFT, unless you deem it so. It's always better with a willing participant anyways. Besides, I'd get crushed.
You... YOU... No, YOU... Any mention of my name from you gives me serious school-girl giggles and fan-boy excitement. Your villainy is incomparable. Your legend is great, your talent unsurpassed. Yours is a villainy that will never be forgotten. It sucks so bad that you suffer. We all do in some manner, but DAMN if it doesn't suck. I'm not going to feel sorry for you, you wouldn't want that. I will support you if it means giving up my couch, if it means giving up my SHOW, if it means giving up MY IDENTITY. Your villainy means THAT MUCH TO ME. When i found you, you were beyond needing my allegiance. You have plenty of henchmen (henchmen, minions, even SUPERVILLAINS are your enslaved masses) and although you could USE more, you don't NEED them. I would slaughter thousands for one ounce of cure. I know that my disdain for humans means that particular statement holds little weight. I feel for you man. You say the word and it's on.
What makes you think I haven't been working with you all along? I use satellites. Sure, I may not know the first thing about building a laser, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to push a button. I may not know WHICH button. Your reputation preceded you. Our first 'meeting' was with little success. Such is the life of a villain. I'm sure you've had your share of busted knuckles and chapped lip (photographic evidence proves it) and I applaud (no, ADMIRE) your service. You are casual, yet firm. You are cynical and verbose. You have plenty of talent, all of which I am sorely JEALOUS of. The next we meet, have your notes and prepare to STOMP ROYALLY. Maybe not me, maybe ME. Bring your 'A' game and have at it. You are feared, rightly so, and I want MOAR. A glutton for punishment, possibly. But you keep bringing the pain, I'll keep the floor open for you to dish it.
Oh, I hope you are NOT a 'flash in the pan'. It's so easy to HATE you.
That's a good thing.
And by good, I mean evil (note: I didn't steal this, I just perpetuate it. It's one of THE BEST sayings I've EVER HEARD. That might suggest to some that I haven't heard much and that.. ah.. shove it. It's THE BEST!). You do realize though, that the brightest flame burns quickest? That a shooting star, no matter how bright still burns out? Surely you must. Perhaps this is your game.
It matters not.
You are an interesting specimen. You appear physically sound, perhaps not completely mentally so. This is not matter. Some of the best of villainy are a little... bent.
I don't know much about you, this is true. Perhaps one night you will introduce yourself?
We shall see.
I will tell you this though: Rebuke whom you wish. No villain adheres to any 'doctrine'. And, for the most part, you have yet to see what 'roleplaying' is.
Long have you waited to be taken serious, haven't you? I would say we have similar tastes, but we know that's only skin deep. No, you don't take ME serious. Unfortunately, I take you more serious than you actually are. I'm sure you are quite capable of everything you threaten/promise, but I believe you fail to realize: I am as well.
In fact, I may be a bit more of a comedian, but I am not funny. I'm actually a bit depressing. Now, I'm not going to get into a pissing match with you (that's the DOMAIN OF HEROES), but I will go toe-to-toe with whatever you're trying to do. Just for shits and giggles. I guess we might have more in common than once thought. After all, we are just a couple of bad jokes away from being hypocrites. It's okay. I still support your villainy. I'm sure we'll get around to that cook-out one day.
I don't know much about you, but what i do know, scares me.
As it SHOULD.
We are similar in so many ways, yet there are some things you excel at that i cannot.
i applaud you for that.
You have your niche. You are no minion.
You are a villain.
You have shown your support and for that I am quite thankful.
I don't want you to ALIENATE yourself, I want you to BE all you WANT.
Stand alone or with your allies. With them, THEY are stronger. Without them, YOU ARE.
You are intelligent, fact. You are well-spoken, fact. Give them that which THEY believe in:
HELL.
I did save the best for last, but I have to mention one just before that.
You have to speak up, you HAVE to. No one is going to hear you if you don't.
If they can't hear you, they can't FEAR you.
You have an opinion, you have motivations, you have inspiration.. USE THEM.
You have the opportunity to excel, so DO IT.
Open the flood-gates and drown them in your spite.
Seal their so-called fate with your hatred.
Release the evil.
It's only going to be a matter of time before we are all LOST IN THE SEA OF VILLAINY, so get to work.
You have two choices, BEcome the villain you choose to BE, or fade.
Don't shine bright, but shine fiercely. Whatever you shed light on, make it purposeful.
Before I continue, I want to cover most of my bases with a rough address. To the OTHER villains out there.
I hope i didn't miss anyone. lol
Your precious FaceBook will falter soon. It has been under the microscope since its inception. Cross hairs are drawn..
very soon..
I digress.
DON'T SAY BOMB ON FACEBOOK.
lulz
If you are an unseen villain who has found yourself in an existential quandry full of self-loathing and doubt, just take solace that somewhere out there in this crazy, mixed up, fucked up world, there's a little place called..
LOS SAUCES.
And we're looking for a few good henchmen.
Or minions.
Hell, I'm ready to bring in the BIG GUNS and get me a few villains in the mix.
Baron Terror leaves a lot to be desired.
Seriously, no one has seen that MOVIE?!?
Don't think because you're last on this list-not-list that you are least important. Oh no.
I have said:
"Without --- there would be no Agent Wraith."
"I couldn't do this without ---."
All true.
When you are down, I am down.
When you are up, I am up.
It takes alot to keep up with me, it takes alot to keep up with you.
You are not just an asset, you are a necessity.
My ONE TRUE WEAKNESS.
My ONE TRUE STRENGTH.
Yours is a villainy unseen.
I will never forget.
Let's do this.
Agent Wraith
p.s.
UP NEXT: THE HARROWING! Feel like Agent Wraith's not making any sense? Good news! You're absolutely right! Bad news! It's just going to get all kinds of WORSE! It's time to ante up, ladies and gentlemen! Tough questions? We've got em! Easy questions? What the FUCK are those? You heard it here.. THERE WILL BE NO QUARTER! Agent Wraith is broke.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
almost time
Things are not looking good.
They (indeed) are looking absolutely
evil
If anyone has been paying attention, you will have noticed a definitive turn..
perhaps, for the worst. I'm not as may places as I used to be and the little that I get around to has me sleeping on my feet.
Or floating.
whatever.
You obviously DON'T GET IT.
Someone once said something along the lines (bah! I HATE BEING CRYPTIC, more on this later) that some of us in 'villainy' are just representing a 'viewpoint', that it's some sort of 'artistic impression'. Of course it's a view point. Duh. 'Artistic'? I could run off a dozen names right now (all VILLAINOUS) of artists and their chosen craft. Of course it's artistic. Villains would suffer nothing less.
Now, I say this with the implication that all villains are of one breed; the elite, the high score board. But they are not (I disagree with 'All Men Are Created Equal'; not the equal rights interpretation, just the 'equal' part. If you are born without sight, or eyes, you are NOT equal. You might be able to make up for it.. but, no, not equal. You should get this. I won't waste any more of your time. Not.) equal. Villains (in current circles) are a fractious and flaky lot. They have underhanded dealings with underlings, under table passes to their subordinates, back room meetings, secreted Town Halls, clandestine conferences, etc. Villains rarely trust, rarely befriend, and even rarer is love.
Not because villains don't have that response (some do), mostly trust issues. Can't let anyone in.
Keep in mind I said 'Villains Are Not Equal'.
As I speed down the abyss, flanked by rotten spectres of long forgotten loved-ones, I begin to realize the folly of it all. Maybe it's just catharsis talking. Does anyone else wonder if it's MORE than funding that's ceased space-flights? Is there something less sinister to think about? More sinister (APOPHIS)?
Is this the destiny we create?
Is this the reality I wanted to bring you?
It's almost time now.
Soon, there will come a reckoning.
The Harrowing.
Agent Wraith
p.s. If you haven't been paying attention, that's fine too. I'm not the kind of ghost that rubs it in your face, screaming 'I told you so!'.
Or am I?
They (indeed) are looking absolutely
evil
If anyone has been paying attention, you will have noticed a definitive turn..
perhaps, for the worst. I'm not as may places as I used to be and the little that I get around to has me sleeping on my feet.
Or floating.
whatever.
You obviously DON'T GET IT.
Someone once said something along the lines (bah! I HATE BEING CRYPTIC, more on this later) that some of us in 'villainy' are just representing a 'viewpoint', that it's some sort of 'artistic impression'. Of course it's a view point. Duh. 'Artistic'? I could run off a dozen names right now (all VILLAINOUS) of artists and their chosen craft. Of course it's artistic. Villains would suffer nothing less.
Now, I say this with the implication that all villains are of one breed; the elite, the high score board. But they are not (I disagree with 'All Men Are Created Equal'; not the equal rights interpretation, just the 'equal' part. If you are born without sight, or eyes, you are NOT equal. You might be able to make up for it.. but, no, not equal. You should get this. I won't waste any more of your time. Not.) equal. Villains (in current circles) are a fractious and flaky lot. They have underhanded dealings with underlings, under table passes to their subordinates, back room meetings, secreted Town Halls, clandestine conferences, etc. Villains rarely trust, rarely befriend, and even rarer is love.
Not because villains don't have that response (some do), mostly trust issues. Can't let anyone in.
Keep in mind I said 'Villains Are Not Equal'.
As I speed down the abyss, flanked by rotten spectres of long forgotten loved-ones, I begin to realize the folly of it all. Maybe it's just catharsis talking. Does anyone else wonder if it's MORE than funding that's ceased space-flights? Is there something less sinister to think about? More sinister (APOPHIS)?
Is this the destiny we create?
Is this the reality I wanted to bring you?
It's almost time now.
Soon, there will come a reckoning.
The Harrowing.
Agent Wraith
p.s. If you haven't been paying attention, that's fine too. I'm not the kind of ghost that rubs it in your face, screaming 'I told you so!'.
Or am I?
Sunday, June 19, 2011
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