You should take a goggle at the yow tubs, I will be dumpin lots soon at knots
See ya round the Multiverse, action word!
Ataxia is our friend. Not foe.
Head Shot!
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Yow, tubby!
Don’t ya just hate it when you can’t get rid of a bomb?
https://agentwraith5.blogspot.com/2013/07/20-20-more-like-40-40.html
We haven’t slept in days. Just floating now.
Saturday, August 15, 2020
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Murderwurst™
Because 'crow-stuffed sausages', that's why.
Timeslip?
These things happen, I hear.
Just one more..
The Winter of 2012...
No one remembers The Journey To The Center.
Because this happened?
Timeslip?
These things happen, I hear.
Just one more..
The Winter of 2012...
No one remembers The Journey To The Center.
Because this happened?
Monday, October 21, 2013
The End Of The Line
Okay, so, it's been a bit since I've trampled your brain stem.
I've missed you all.
I've been watching, as is my prerogative, and waiting.
I have enough now, information, mind you, let's not get it twisted, to destroy you with.
I've been working, TOO MUCH, really, and it's all starting to pay off.
You have been working too, it seems, and we're going to do a little of that REAPING of what you have SOWN.
I visited very close to you recently.
I've had some time to travel.
It was all the hard work I put in.
It allows for 'vacation'.
Although, I didn't do much resting.
I spent most of my time consulting the many henchmen in my employ*. Yes, IN YOUR TOWN.
Or, very close to it, in some cases.
I will miss you, Colorado, the most.
It has the most beautiful landscape.
How can you look at those mountains, those skylines, and have an evil thought?
When you are overflowing with hatred.
Oh, little droogs, who think you have the upper hand.. Because you can't see it, you think nothing is going on? Because you can't see it, it must not exist?
Oh, you are ASSHOLES.
That's as far as it should go.
Nope, not you. You have to aspire to Douche-nozzle Extraordinaire and put on a cape.
Or cowl.
Or mask.
Your wishy-washy, fence-riding, neutral position is now compromised.
ON NOTICE...
I'll be seeing you.
-aw
*I don't actually pay them. Not cash, anyways. But you would be surprised what folks will do for a Klondike bar.
I've missed you all.
I've been watching, as is my prerogative, and waiting.
I have enough now, information, mind you, let's not get it twisted, to destroy you with.
I've been working, TOO MUCH, really, and it's all starting to pay off.
You have been working too, it seems, and we're going to do a little of that REAPING of what you have SOWN.
I visited very close to you recently.
I've had some time to travel.
It was all the hard work I put in.
It allows for 'vacation'.
Although, I didn't do much resting.
I spent most of my time consulting the many henchmen in my employ*. Yes, IN YOUR TOWN.
Or, very close to it, in some cases.
I will miss you, Colorado, the most.
It has the most beautiful landscape.
How can you look at those mountains, those skylines, and have an evil thought?
When you are overflowing with hatred.
Oh, little droogs, who think you have the upper hand.. Because you can't see it, you think nothing is going on? Because you can't see it, it must not exist?
Oh, you are ASSHOLES.
That's as far as it should go.
Nope, not you. You have to aspire to Douche-nozzle Extraordinaire and put on a cape.
Or cowl.
Or mask.
Your wishy-washy, fence-riding, neutral position is now compromised.
ON NOTICE...
I'll be seeing you.
-aw
*I don't actually pay them. Not cash, anyways. But you would be surprised what folks will do for a Klondike bar.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
20-20, more like 40-40
Hindsight.
Not the first time I've discussed this, not the last.
The Black SUV that went over Golden Gate. I had no idea you were in there Jensen.
Those 'wild' nights when we decided to order from that 'new' 'Authentic' 'Indian'/'Mexican' 'restaurant'.
How did their flyer keep ending up in the desk? HOW?!?
Track 6, album in progress.
If dubstep could eat Finnish Death Metal, it's excrement would sound better. Can't play any instrument and my voice sounds like a woodchuck in a cement mixer.
Contemplating seeking 'booking'. Perhaps a local pub?
Completed the 57th Annual Henchmen Acquisition Conference.
Bunch of creepy white guys with money, pawing at the 'fresh meat'.
It's gotten even weirder since Pulosi left. We had a booth this year, but I doubt anyone will invest in Los Sauces.. 'We export accidents!' Seriously, Orlando? That was the best you could come up with?
I put 'Walking In Shadows' together in a hardcopy format, gathered all the posts, strange pictures, and omitted videos, for obvious reasons (note: Videos are integrated eventually, remember E#384216. Responsible for completion).
It was pleasing, perusing maniacal pages of chaotic wonderment.
I completed three manuscripts, a fictional story of vampires, magic, and missile silos in Mexico (a seedy cloak-and-dagger affair to astound and terrify you!)
.. The Highly Detailed Adventures of Bob, the goblin (it's been 10 long years, apologies to Mark. you will be missed); a graphic graphic novel
..and a boring who-dunnit where I describe certain persona's, their habits, the discernible pattern in their habits (day-to-day, month to year, in easy calendar entries! if you use the accompanying download link you can use our FREE* App that works with ANY** phone!)
I've started shopping publishers. The difficulty is, the work is subpar.
I breezed over details with Bob, he's a second string flunky of nearly every villain this side of Faerun, and I'm leaving a lot to the artist's interpretation. There is also the issue of the prolific use of profanity. Not many publishers are willing to waste in on an F-bomb every panel.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" - Why can't we do this? Who says we do this? Is this what we do?
shut. the. fuck. up.
Crying?
You want the mask, the META?
Or you want the id, the MEAT?
Pics or it didn't happen.
Video or it didn't happen.
It happened or it didn't happen.
You keep saying that, but I don't think it means what you think it means.
I could share this.. with the breadth of the internet.. and billions can see, comment, praise. Or I could not, no one would know.
Either of which, the end remains the same:
it doesn't mean they care.
Now go back.
That's all I wanted.
For you people.
You HUMANS.
To care.
Full circle, full circle.
*The application program itself is indeed free! The setup and installation fee are waived after the first 90 days of service, given that the account stay in goodstanding and payments timely, the account never received a late notice, the account never received a disconnect notice, the account never received a you-should-be-texting-while-changing-lanes-on-the-freeway, and the owner of the account has a Bachelor's Degree in Mithril Sciences.
**Any. Meaning NOT YOURS.
Not the first time I've discussed this, not the last.
The Black SUV that went over Golden Gate. I had no idea you were in there Jensen.
Those 'wild' nights when we decided to order from that 'new' 'Authentic' 'Indian'/'Mexican' 'restaurant'.
How did their flyer keep ending up in the desk? HOW?!?
Track 6, album in progress.
If dubstep could eat Finnish Death Metal, it's excrement would sound better. Can't play any instrument and my voice sounds like a woodchuck in a cement mixer.
Contemplating seeking 'booking'. Perhaps a local pub?
Completed the 57th Annual Henchmen Acquisition Conference.
Bunch of creepy white guys with money, pawing at the 'fresh meat'.
It's gotten even weirder since Pulosi left. We had a booth this year, but I doubt anyone will invest in Los Sauces.. 'We export accidents!' Seriously, Orlando? That was the best you could come up with?
I put 'Walking In Shadows' together in a hardcopy format, gathered all the posts, strange pictures, and omitted videos, for obvious reasons (note: Videos are integrated eventually, remember E#384216. Responsible for completion).
It was pleasing, perusing maniacal pages of chaotic wonderment.
I completed three manuscripts, a fictional story of vampires, magic, and missile silos in Mexico (a seedy cloak-and-dagger affair to astound and terrify you!)
.. The Highly Detailed Adventures of Bob, the goblin (it's been 10 long years, apologies to Mark. you will be missed); a graphic graphic novel
..and a boring who-dunnit where I describe certain persona's, their habits, the discernible pattern in their habits (day-to-day, month to year, in easy calendar entries! if you use the accompanying download link you can use our FREE* App that works with ANY** phone!)
I've started shopping publishers. The difficulty is, the work is subpar.
I breezed over details with Bob, he's a second string flunky of nearly every villain this side of Faerun, and I'm leaving a lot to the artist's interpretation. There is also the issue of the prolific use of profanity. Not many publishers are willing to waste in on an F-bomb every panel.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" - Why can't we do this? Who says we do this? Is this what we do?
shut. the. fuck. up.
Crying?
You want the mask, the META?
Or you want the id, the MEAT?
Pics or it didn't happen.
Video or it didn't happen.
It happened or it didn't happen.
You keep saying that, but I don't think it means what you think it means.
I could share this.. with the breadth of the internet.. and billions can see, comment, praise. Or I could not, no one would know.
Either of which, the end remains the same:
it doesn't mean they care.
Now go back.
That's all I wanted.
For you people.
You HUMANS.
To care.
Full circle, full circle.
*The application program itself is indeed free! The setup and installation fee are waived after the first 90 days of service, given that the account stay in goodstanding and payments timely, the account never received a late notice, the account never received a disconnect notice, the account never received a you-should-be-texting-while-changing-lanes-on-the-freeway, and the owner of the account has a Bachelor's Degree in Mithril Sciences.
**Any. Meaning NOT YOURS.
Friday, July 19, 2013
YAWN
It's not a phrase.
It's not quotable.
It's a FUCKING ACTION.
Literally meaning a lack of.. action.
You are boring me, little droog.
Boring me.
But, I've heard that only the boring get bored, so this does not apply.
At least to me and mine, anyways.
We are always up to NO GOOD.
Let's get something straight you chubby troll (notice I didn't say little? you are nowhere near that! and to define this particular use of 'troll', it is the ugly creature that likes to eat goats whom lives under a bridge), I don't like you.
I don't like any humans, least of all obese degenerates like yourself.
You have one accomplishment in my eye (it's STILL OUT) and that's gaining my ire.
I am not jealous of you, I don't envy you, I just don't like you.
Take the human descriptor out and I still don't like you.
A manatee doesn't have any uses except to lounge there and be fat.
You are a waste.
You are utilizing valuable oxygen (that could be put to MUCH BETTER uses) and getting fatter. That's a tax we are no longer willing to pay. Your right to life has been revoked. It's time to abort you.
I said it (RE: lawyers).
In the coming months, you will begin to see a change in this page.
Not a revision or destruction of contact and information, what is is.
A more straightforward approach really, a direct attack from the front.
I have accumulated files upon files of information about you and yours' illicit activity and it's due for exposure.
Just to name a few of those soon to be DOXXED (I said the SECRET WORD! AAAAAGGGHHH!)?
I could play dumb, we all know how EASY that is for me, but I will oblige this one thing and move on.
We'll see how long it will take you to recover once the BOMBS START DROPPING.
My initial difficulty is disseminating the teams from the individuals. All of The Initiative are not at fault, but Jack Cero has cross hairs painted on his ass. RCSM isn't at fault, but Jesus Jones is a walking accident. Skiffytown, Black Monday Society, and more.. yet their individual members have so much dirt they could fill the Grand Canyon to its brim.
There's more to that, but not for now.
Then there is 'villainy'.
Groups is somewhat of a misnomer for 'villainy'. They have little to no cohesion to begin with, the individuals only looking out for themselves, there is little need for structure and even less want it.
But I will divulge the grim reality of R.O.A.C.H., the Roaming Eye, the Legion of Doom, and more.
It's all coming out, because you can consider this THE WASH.
Starting very soon, Agent Wraith will bring you the juiciest and dirtiest secrets of this so called community, he will shed light on the seedier aspects they DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW.
It's all coming to a head and the fingers of PUBLIC CONSUMPTION are pressing down.
In a few short months, the gooey abscess will rupture.
Good news?
Once it has been lanced and drained, the healing can begin.
-aw
p.s. Coming soon to a blogtalk radio show near you, The Exposé.
It's not quotable.
It's a FUCKING ACTION.
Literally meaning a lack of.. action.
You are boring me, little droog.
Boring me.
But, I've heard that only the boring get bored, so this does not apply.
At least to me and mine, anyways.
We are always up to NO GOOD.
Let's get something straight you chubby troll (notice I didn't say little? you are nowhere near that! and to define this particular use of 'troll', it is the ugly creature that likes to eat goats whom lives under a bridge), I don't like you.
I don't like any humans, least of all obese degenerates like yourself.
You have one accomplishment in my eye (it's STILL OUT) and that's gaining my ire.
I am not jealous of you, I don't envy you, I just don't like you.
Take the human descriptor out and I still don't like you.
A manatee doesn't have any uses except to lounge there and be fat.
You are a waste.
You are utilizing valuable oxygen (that could be put to MUCH BETTER uses) and getting fatter. That's a tax we are no longer willing to pay. Your right to life has been revoked. It's time to abort you.
I said it (RE: lawyers).
In the coming months, you will begin to see a change in this page.
Not a revision or destruction of contact and information, what is is.
A more straightforward approach really, a direct attack from the front.
I have accumulated files upon files of information about you and yours' illicit activity and it's due for exposure.
Just to name a few of those soon to be DOXXED (I said the SECRET WORD! AAAAAGGGHHH!)?
I could play dumb, we all know how EASY that is for me, but I will oblige this one thing and move on.
We'll see how long it will take you to recover once the BOMBS START DROPPING.
My initial difficulty is disseminating the teams from the individuals. All of The Initiative are not at fault, but Jack Cero has cross hairs painted on his ass. RCSM isn't at fault, but Jesus Jones is a walking accident. Skiffytown, Black Monday Society, and more.. yet their individual members have so much dirt they could fill the Grand Canyon to its brim.
There's more to that, but not for now.
Then there is 'villainy'.
Groups is somewhat of a misnomer for 'villainy'. They have little to no cohesion to begin with, the individuals only looking out for themselves, there is little need for structure and even less want it.
But I will divulge the grim reality of R.O.A.C.H., the Roaming Eye, the Legion of Doom, and more.
It's all coming out, because you can consider this THE WASH.
Starting very soon, Agent Wraith will bring you the juiciest and dirtiest secrets of this so called community, he will shed light on the seedier aspects they DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW.
It's all coming to a head and the fingers of PUBLIC CONSUMPTION are pressing down.
In a few short months, the gooey abscess will rupture.
Good news?
Once it has been lanced and drained, the healing can begin.
-aw
p.s. Coming soon to a blogtalk radio show near you, The Exposé.
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