First Kill : Or How To Identify True Chumping

I'm outside my targets front door, waiting, wondering, how the fuck did he get by me downstairs...... now, if he would be so kind to take his monkey ass outside to hunt HIS target, I can get to relieving him of that duty......

Oh and to my assassins, I'm at 1430 EVERY WEEKDAY just like I told you, stay dry and prepare for DQ< hahahaahahahahaha

You let him slip by you? Well, Mr. Drake, we have to say that's VERY dissapointing. Now let's just hope you can track assassins better than you track your prey. Unfortunatly for you, you can't miss us by face. So good luck to you, Mr. Drake. And congradulations to the first to fall. Enjoy the other side. I hear they have an amazing buffet.

You might notice the lack of some pretty sweet kills this year. That would be because I am protesting the game and regretably not playing this time around. That would be due to the fact that Moustache Commander stole my trophy for best kill video at the end of the wrap party last year. What a scumbag. I spent $45 dollars on the game, put in a lot of hours stalking, get to sudden death second year in a row, and this is the respect an elite assassin gets. I want my handle of Jack. Fuck you stache.

Frankie.... get back under that rock you crawled out from under....

Phobos, it wasn't him, it was his roommate who, after I scared the be jeebus out of, hit me in the head with the door (it was funny, and I laughed and then when he opened the door, he got wet).....

I have to say though, hanging at your girl friends house for the week is LAME, and you should have put her address down if you were not going to EVER GO HOME!!!!! Don't worry, I'll request a check-in if your ass don't come home tomorrow.... I'll get your as yet C.A.!!!!!

god dammit.

Ouch, epic. Some collateral damage has to be expected, Mr. Drake. You suffered the consequences....and so did that guys roomate.

I'm home in my bed right now, "Drake." I was not hiding from you, I was out making some new friends from Shoalin. I think you gave my roommate the wrong name though, or is it that.......(what are the odds!).....do I know you already??

Also, I vote we all change the date of the wrap up party so I can go on vacation the 4th.

xoxo C.A.

Good one Iceman. If your comments were as witty as you are skilled at spraying fools, you'd be a pretty funny guy. Let's hope for everyone,s sake I don't get my bourbon and go rougue on some chumps.

I can't wait until the bogey men are unleashed...

Patience my friend, do not waste your talents on the weak.

The pawns will die quickly, and then our time will arrive.

Mr. Peter Stevens

@ C.A. of course I gave him a wrong name, I gave him my alter ego's name and I was shocked to say the least when I looked at last years blog report and saw that some poser named Iceman was the guy that got you..... Well fuck him, there's room for only one Bobby Drake and thats ME.....

@ Frankie, who the fuck is scared of you being a rogue???

@ Stevens, yeah, you tell him, better keep frankie on a short leash less he get neutered hahahahahhahahahaa

This is to the Irish half of Spy in Your Eye. There is no room 988 at your "residence" in the New Yorker Hotel. Don't try to be a coy little bitch and play let's make a deal when I call you to get your real address. Now you know my name. Now what is your real address?

Oh Midnight Toker, we already knew who you were. We have eyes everywhere. There is indeed such an address, but the pot must be doing some heavy damage to your brain cells if you can't figure it out. We don't pussy out like that.

A Sad Kill Story:
I wake, today like any other, hit the alarm clock and throw the naked womens off of me. Shower, puke, and get dressed. I grab my guns, one for a friend who had lost his in battle, and the other for protection and the hunt. Check my peep hole, coast clear. Do a sweep of the stair well, also clear... Front and back entrance all look good, so I take my approach to the subway which is a mere a half block away. I stopped at the corner, too much traffic to cross, never a good sign. I hear running behind me, I turn, and almost unload on an innocent jogger. Walk sign changes, i take an angular approach to the train, which is a rarity for me. Eying the scene i see the usual culprits... school children, teens, blunt smoke and empty fortys, all is normal in harlem. As I make my approach to the station door, I ponder why the AMNY man is standing in the doorway nearly blocking my path. But i dont worry as I am two steps away from safety...

"FUK!" a direct shot to the temple. I was blasted, a mere 24 inches from safety. My killer was stealthy, wore a clever disguise, and dressed in black face so he wouldn't stand out amongst the crowd. We spoke for a few, and I relinquished my card. Good kill.

I will spend the rest of the day drinking jack and revenging innocents, until I restore my families honor and ceremoniously use my sword to commit sebuku in the drunken dark hours of the night, in the ancient Japanese fashion.

Farewell

KOROSHIYA

A Sad Kill Story:
I wake, today like any other, hit the alarm clock and throw the naked womens off of me. Shower, puke, and get dressed. I grab my guns, one for a friend who had lost his in battle, and the other for protection and the hunt. Check my peep hole, coast clear. Do a sweep of the stair well, also clear... Front and back entrance all look good, so I take my approach to the subway which is a mere a half block away. I stopped at the corner, too much traffic to cross, never a good sign. I hear running behind me, I turn, and almost unload on an innocent jogger. Walk sign changes, i take an angular approach to the train, which is a rarity for me. Eying the scene i see the usual culprits... school children, teens, blunt smoke and empty fortys, all is normal in harlem. As I make my approach to the station door, I ponder why the AMNY man is standing in the doorway nearly blocking my path. But i dont worry as I am two steps away from safety...

"FUK!" a direct shot to the temple. I was blasted, a mere 24 inches from safety. My killer was stealthy, wore a clever disguise, and dressed in black face so he wouldn't stand out amongst the crowd. We spoke for a few, and I relinquished my card. Good kill.

I will spend the rest of the day drinking jack and revenging innocents, until I restore my families honor and ceremoniously use my sword to commit sebuku in the drunken dark hours of the night, in the ancient Japanese fashion.

Farewell

KOROSHIYA

Day 2, and still nothing.... I on the other hand ran into Child Actors 2 roommates as they yelled at me from the balcony, and then told me that he was at a comic joint in the village.... He should have been out hunting.... I'm a hunter, and if you give me something to go on MR. C.A. I'll surely make the kill more memorable.....

On the topic of my would be NOOBish assassin's, they haven't tried jack crap, and guess what, they're a TEAM..... Geez, what a fucking joke..... C.A. grant me a check'in and you sir will surely be checking the fuck out!!!!!

7 minutes? That's a new record. The previous one record belonged to The Hebrew Hammer who waited 10 minutes to get rid of one Agent Viper.

7 minutes? That's a new record. The previous record holder is The Hebrew Hammer who waited 10 minutes to get rid of one Agent Viper back in 2006.

fuck me

Mr. Drake, I was hoping you wouldn't mistake our kidness for weakness and lose hope in us. Be patient. Your "NOOBish" assassins won't let you down, this I assure you. As for our assasins, we would like to let YOU know that my brother and I are sitting here, scratching our heads and wondering where you've been all this time. We're starting to think you forgot you were playing the game. We'd greatly appreciate a threatening phone call...a druken text, something. Our running shoes are starting to rust.

Couple of issues i'm seeing. One painful lack of hot assassin tail. Sure there's stealth but what else is there after that.

Second to the gentlemen hunting a certain mutant. It would be good if your girlfriend didn't have pictures of the full team on her face book and then FRIEND the target. Its not kindness it's stupidity.

third it's seppuku. no wonder why you died baka.

and the most important thing. To the assassinin union square bragging to the shaggy hipster bitches.showing off your pathetic piece in an attempt to impress hipster broads wont' get you kills. It'll probably get you laid but it will also get you herpes and a watery grave.

yes it's a mispell. That guy was a total joke last night

Phire...Mr. Drake was actually under the impression that I was someone else, as he told me. It wasn't until we were made that he knew who we were. So yes, in hindsight it was probably a bad idea to do that. But I don't remember asking your "professional" opinion on the matter. Either way you slice it, Mr. Drake almost got his ass taken out steps away from 1430...if it wasn't for some bullshit technicality. Even after a rather generous offer from Mr. Drake, which we declined, we still went after him again. So yes, we might lack experience among the rest of you hydro elitests, however don't expect any less than sheer fucking persistnece. In all its unintelligent, inexperienced beauty. Maybe next year we can have a target who walks up to his fucking house without complete disregard for the fear and gets taken out 7 minutes into the game.

Correction, With complete disregard* for the fear. Scatterbraind.

Some of these cats are straight pussies. Why would you sign up for this game if your just gonna sit home, Unemployed , jerkin off all day. I've left my house everyday and returned safely home each night( diff times and coarses ). Left work for lunch and I drink heavely at night. I've evaded my assasin in the exposed daylight and heard um outside my house in the poring rain(asshole). I've been rockin11 hr shifts posted up at this bitchasses apt for 3 days.No job no life. Your a tool.get in the game you fuckin pussies. And to my weak assasins hunting me. Next time wear some sneakers, cause I was a track star and you have to catch me if you wanna wet me bitch!