Walking In Shadows

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Villainous Intent

Oh yes, more inspiration.

I endure challenges every day here at Los Sauces.
Anywhere from mild challenge (Franklin, Level 7, the occasional postal worker) to extreme challenge (Franklin, Level 7, Henchman 22).
Lately, I've been challenged by Villains outside Los Sauces.
And to me, challenge is good.
And by good I mean, blah, blah, blah, ponies.

There has been much on the agenda here and adding to it, Villainous Intent.

What ever does that mean, you crazy ghost?!?

I can't reveal everything (and Villains don't make plans), but I will let you in on a few things.

Oh, Facebook. You nefarious underscum of humanity. You are unclean. And unsafe.
Take heed, Villains.
Facebook is rife with evil.
And not the fictional satellite evil, no, the stalk-you-peep-style evil.
You are but a tool.
A dirty, filth ridden, tool.
Only a means to communicate because so many use it.
You are the 'kissing disease' of the internets.
be careful, you might get 'poked'

Yes! Links will be provided to the challenges set forth in Villainy!
Expect an update to this post in the coming hours.

Professor Magnus Obsidian!
You're time-travelling antics are wreaking glorious havoc!
His challenge?
To find him through history.

Lord Malignance!
You're reign of Gentlemanly Terror is yet at it's peak!
His challenge?
To BE evil. To BE better. To sustain Villainy!

Most recently, I have been challenged (although subtly) to BE more villainous.
To commit villainous acts.
And, subtly, I have concurred.
Subtly, I will comply.
I disagree that it is a requirement to broadcast ALL of my evil deeds.
But, in agreement, you will KNOW my hand in this.

I've been combing through files, digging in the armory, and dredging the Damocles for any morsel of information (ie. POWER). It's taken this long to get the Weather Dominator recharged.
Be prepared.
The forecast calls for intense chaos.

Lastly, I will reveal a TRUTH.
I have warned about conventions (slightly less smelly than Facebook).
I do so again.
The likely candidates?
Well, that would be too much.
here's the truth:

I'm out there.
I'm among you.
I could be anyone, anywhere, at anytime.
Trust no one in a mask.
trust no one.

Calculate what you can't see.

Or don't.

Agent Wraith
p.s. I see you.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Balaclava (disambiguation)

For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term Balaclava; here's a wiki-link for its disambiguation.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balaclava

For those of you sticking this out, I'll sum up my favorites.

Balaclava, an article of clothing, typically a mask of sorts, which can be worn in many ways.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balaclava_(clothing)

Balaklava, Crimea, Ukraine, whose 'ownership' has changed hands numerous times throughout history and perhaps where the Black Death came to Europe from.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balaklava

Also, the Battle of Balaklava...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Balaclava

And my personal favorite,
Balaklava, California.. a former settlement, now a ghost town.

While you enjoy this disinformation you can listen to this wonderful find:

"In peace, sons bury their fathers / in war, fathers bury their sons." -Herodotus.

This wonderful romp through internetery is brought to you by Los Sauces Entertainment.
"Entertaining is entertaining, for us."

Monday, August 29, 2011

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