i spy with my eevil eye

This has gotta be the lamest game blog post of all time.

I've just finished training with former Spetsnaz agents at a secret FSB training camp in a former satellite of the great Soviet Union, and I'm pleased to see that all of you are such bumbling fools.

I'll be back in the United States next week to rectify.

tsk. I see some of you clearly do not appreciate
a. word play, nor b. a sense of playful humour.

Mr Know It All is obviously a pussy who doesn't want to be known for fear of retribution. Fucking wimp. Sniff. How dare you insult me anonymously you bastard.

Wifey - last nights phone call made me worry about you.
Are you really assassin material ?

And the devil sends the beast with wrath, because he knows his time is short...

The sky grows dark with clouds of the oncoming storm, and I am simply overjoyed.

The Monarch is returning to American soil.

His skill will help us rid the tournament of the unworthy. It seems we will be *very* busy next week as many of you simply do not deserve to win.

We will make sure you don't.

Yours in sub-rosa,
Mr. Peter Stevens
Congress Occultus

I can't wait to cut loose. This years rogue squads look pretty formidable I can't imagine many players surviving. What we lack in numbers we make up for in sheer madness.

I can't wait to cut loose. This years rogue squads look pretty formidable I can't imagine many players surviving. What we lack in numbers we make up for in sheer madness.

Egads multiple posts..why IE why have you betrayed me.

Does anyone have an idea of how many players are left? Also, does anyone know for sure what happens after week 3 when multiple players and teams have enough to stay in it? What are the sudden death rules?

Those rules are given out on a need to know basis.
You sir are getting a little ahead of yourself.

Yours in sub-rosa,
Mr. Peter Stevens
Congress Occultus

Blackness, IF you make it that far, I'm sure you'll get your answers then and only then..... Be glad that I'm not coming for you, I'd surly bring you into the light.......

The rules are simple blackness.

You die.

hope this clarifies things. This years game looks like there's been alot of easy and bitch kills. There is a clear wall between talented assassins and pretenders. The wall is high blackness higher than you'll ever know.

To all who threaten me through the interweb machine...

I will not address you by name, as you are all ants for me to watch from above, but I will tell you this...

I will be at Chelsea Piers tonight bowling from 6pm till whenever they throw my drunk ass out. Come and get me wet if you have the stones...

Here's a tip, just look for the guy fucking your mom, that is most likely me or the mailman.

All the best,

Blackness

Blackness,
Your deathwish is my advantage-wish. Money Shot gonna come down hard on your ass tonight and splooge all over your face.

To my assassins: I'll be at a bar on bleeker tonight. I have yet to see you. Surprise me.

let's all go bowling tonight!!!!!!!!!!!11

Yo blackness, if you disappoint me tonight and dont show up, I'll make sure to come for your ass so hard you'll fucking curse the day you joined streetwars

ok fine I'm at 1849. Where the fuck are you already? Bad, bad assassins.

Supreme... I am almost absolutely positive my target is using a bogus photo of himself. I sent you an email before I make any accusations or call anybody out falsely on the blog.

Auditor, don't you think they would have seen that during pick-ups?

oh and he just had his boyfriend call the cops on me with some bogus story because I'm outside his house waiting for him to come home. Right next to my streetwars ID is my get out of jail free card and I never leave home without them.

that's why I didn't drop any names. I wouldn't say anything if I didn't have good reason

I'm actually a member of Chelsea piers. Had i know that i would have brought the equalizer with me. i left there around 8:30. ;(

AND IF YOU ARE CALLING COPS ON PEOPLE YOU SHOULDN'T BE IN THE GAME.

Lets def go bowling!!
Agent Orange how about I meet you on 1st in say 10mins

btw your neighbors dog is super cute

Guy Johnson you are scared to face me again. come out your apt and let me finish what I started

Shadow Government, ice_man1898 here,

Nothing spectacular about this one, it took all of 25 mins from start to finish.....

Agent Crumb (killcode: srln6ffcxhFnCPWd) has been swept up while his buddies watched in abject horror whilst on there way to play football.....

After planning all day at work, I get home, jump in the car and take off to his humble abode. As I pull into the parking lot down the street, I am told very rudely that I can't park here and that I need to move my car or it shall be towed. Luckily, there happened to be a better spot just down the hill, yeah, a FUCKING LONG ASS HILL, lmao....... After checking to make sure that there is only one way in and out I knock on the door and here the guys upstairs scramble, but since I'm under an awning they can't see me, I wait, and then see that they have now closed the blinds but aren't looking out of them, (1st mistake).... I go around and ask a neighbor if this was the right place, they tell me in another language to basically get lost and that I need to read as the place I'm looking for is down stairs (I knew that)..... after a 5 minute wait, 7 guys come down, and to there surprise a "lost" man is looking for directions. I spot my mark and his pistol is in his pocket (Last mistake), the only thing he heard was, "Hello John"........

May he rest easy, now that his career is over.....

Who's next kind sirs.....

the ice_man cometh...................

Eevil Midget, I hear you're a chick who likes wigs.

Phire, I hear you're bleck and like shades.

Watch out now.

Eevil Midget, I hear you're a chick who likes wigs.

Phire, I hear you're bleck and like shades.

Watch out now.

The contestants definitely seem much more pussified this year. I haven't heard this much bitching since my little sister broke my big sister's hair dryer. Grow some cojones you fucking losers.

- El Matador

PS: I capped both of those annoying bitches (my sisters).

the propaganda has ended....the knub has been rubbed out....good luck finding the whiskey that will soothe the soul.

get ready to get wet

The Burt Dows No More

Agent: Hoagie
Kill Code: q6BtmNi388JJbs23S
Team: The Burt Dows

These fuckers put up one hell of a fight. Big ups. I was starting to question if Agent Hoagie even existed before tonight. It took over a week of assassination attempts and stakeouts but I finally got you.

Stories will be spilled when I’m dead.

Midnight Toker

Hey - what was the verdict about shooting through an open window?

@ Royal
you must be master of the obvious. i don't know if you mean i'm beck,black or some sort of black beck.

@
BKBomber as long as you are NOT in a moving vechicle(car,bus,truck,etc) and the target is not in a safe zone(work,etc) it's fine. The vampire rule prevents breaking and entering and to give pussies some sort break. But if you snipe someone or get sniped inside your home it counts.

Dear Assassin:

Really man? That's it? The culmination of days of stalking me, leading up to that? You had me man. You so had me. In my hungover-ness this morning, I took zero defensive measures. I had my BACK to you! And you come at me, with ONE water balloon in a plastic bag, that broke in your hand. You didn't have a backup gun. You didn't even have any more water balloons. Did you think your ballooning skills were so great that it was going to be a one-hit kill? Dude, all you had to do was lob that balloon across the street, smashing it on my car as I was getting in. Or, walk up behind me and cap me in the back of the head. Lame man, really really lame. And to just walk away without saying anything? I would have totally given you a ride to the bus stop. Now I know what you look like. You suck at life.

Sincerely,

Dear Assassin,

Please see:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunning-Kruger_effect

Sincerely,

Time for a kill story...

It was a lazy wednesday night, having just talked my lady off the preverbal work cliff with the aid of a trusted friend we all get our drink on...After ending the propaganda the previous evening my next target's information didn't come quickly, I check my Spam folder DAMN! It’s in there, 8 prime stalking hours lost...so I pound the last of my Guinness post-haste, and hit up the bartender for a parting shot of what brings me a buzz. My venerable pal is intrigued by the game and asks to follow me on the kill, we walk over to the targets' building around 11pm, I try my key in the door (I did this cause we live in the same complex, but different buildings-so I said WTF) Nirvana! It works! - take the lift to the floor below his to check out the floor plan, now up one flight via the far stairwell I check his door, there's noise and some suspicious aromas, perfect! hop back into the stairwell to formulate a plan. Over a beer post-mortem the day prior my previous kill told me of a strategy he came up with. Seems feasible...so the plan goes into action I lay on my back at the base of the targets door out of peep-hole sight, my trusty pal knocks and claims to be a neighbor from upstairs asking that the occupants keep it down(F'in idiot! I think to myself as the target lives on the TOP floor!)But alas the idiot ended up being the prey as he puts the chain on his door and opens up, Phisssst, nail him right in the heart...he has no gun in hand and was so high he must have thought that the door chain was some kind of magical psychedelic umbrella that would prevent water from entering his apt....wrong....dead wrong....and that’s how "The KNub" was Rubbed out.

I was very sorry that none of you showed up last night. Perhaps you'll find the time to meet me this evening, I'll be eating a bloody steak at Walkers in Tribeca around 7:00.

-Blackness

Cupcake,

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunning-Kruger_effect

You just described half the players in this tournament. Thanks for sharing the funny anecdote, your assassin is indeed pathetic.

Yours in sub-rosa,

Mr. Peter Stevens
Congress Occultus

RIP cupcake commando - 9/8/08 - 9/18/08

No story. Survived an attempt on my life this morning, got complacent and thought "who the fuck would come all the way out to Great Neck?" Well, some team did. They came out from behind every parked car in the parking lot. Good job guys. See you at Drinks for the Dead.

Faustus is down, murdered in front of his crib like John Lennon.

High 'n dry,

Agent Orange

iceman - I'm going for drinks at carriage house tonight, join me for a Bass!