Drinks for the Dead

DAMN!! I really hope that wasn't agent RED that I dissed last night.

My lame assasin attempted to set me up last night for a "check-in" claiming to be the SG giving me more info on my targets. Around 6:30 i got a call claiming to be the girl who was driving the white car on dossier pick up night, last saturday...Agent RED! She said that she would meet me with her bodyguards and quote: "perhaps the moustache commander might even show up"! Words that now ring eerily similar to todays communication.

I'm an assasin bitches. How could you expect me to go off of a private phone call? Sorry to Agent Red if I dissed ya.

And to my assasin....punks jump up to get beat down!

Yes, that was me last night. Black and I took care of the situation. But you owe us drinks. You can remedy the situation tonight.

Snap:

I don't know who Agent Red is, nor do I know who Agent Black is, nor do I know whether or not their claim of being associated with the SG is legit--apparently some of us were given priveleged information that others were not. I do know, however, that Matt C did not fall for my masterful set up last night, and I tip my hat to him. He outsmarted me in the last second. I also know that whoever the hell "Red" and "Black" are did NOT take care of the situation, as I am safely in my home, on my couch, and in dry clothes. If that pansy counter-attack was supposed to be SG rogue assassins, then I'm disappointed. I am still in the game and still hunting you, Matt.

I grow fatigued, and somewhat bored, however. I guess I'm not as hardcore as Matt C and other admirable and respectable assassins, or perhaps my nerdiness only lasts for seven days. Regardless, if I am out of the game any time soon, I will take a different route than those slain before me: I will side with my target. I am so g-damn annoyed with the idiots who are hunting me (hunting is a compliment--more like barraging me with retarded phone calls), that I will gladly help whoever succeeds me in nailing these pitiful kids, even if it is just to buy 24 hours.

Until my demise, live in fear, Matt. At least YOUR assassin is good-humored and well-mannered, if slightly conniving and a convincing bullshitter. All in good fun, my future friend.

Dear supreme commander,

Will there be another fantastic message from you besides this dry party invitation? It breaks the storyline of your sex life exposés that I have come to enjoy :) lathered with strategy tips that makes Sun Tzu stand in your shadow ......

who else is going?...not that i mind drinking by myself

I'm in. No convincing needed for drinking.

so sorry to burst your balloon once again dark diva. for the next three weeks I plan on making no new alliances that were'nt already organized before the game began. my strategy of trusting NO-ONE seems to be paying off nicely. i'm an assasin, a professional baby. don't get me wrong, I am a gentlemen outside of the game. but the games is far from over. in fact, the real game hasn't even started as far as I'm concerned...

a wise man relaxing in his truck last saturday said, and I quote: "Never let your motherfucking guard down." and that's whats up.

P.S. - regarding your "masterful set up," everything that has happened up until this very moment, has had me in the driver seat. i am the puppeteer. i had the plan pegged from all angles. and those guys you said were hunting you are about to bite off more than they can chew. see you in three weeks my little drenchcoatcommander. and my apologies to Agent Red and her cronies. drinks and fun soon...just not tonight!