Sunday, April 1, 2012

Cake Day(?)


I wasn’t going to post this information today but subject 926 insisted there had to be a post today so I figured I might as well. Apparently we are celebrating something he refers to as… cake day.

I was pretty sure he was messing with me at first, it being April fool’s day and all, but he has been very adamant about it. I had to go over his file to find the significance of this day for him. Today is apparently the day that marks the anniversary of his first kill. His file even has a little speech clipped to this detail in which his trainer informs him this is the start to his new life.

Subject 926 took this very literally from what I have been able to gather from him. Apparently he doesn’t celebrate a birthday. He instead celebrates this cake day.

“It marks the date I found my own fire and became a proxy!”

He is so committed to this he insists his age is 8.
When I asked him why he calls it cake day he informed me it was because it’s the one day out of the year he gets to eat cake…
His claim of eight year old has started to look rather appropriate.
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Enough about ‘Cake Day’ though, I believe I promised some information about myself. The request cleared so here goes nothing.

My career as a proxy has always been in some manner of management position. Looking back on it I’m pretty sure I was fast tracked every step of the way. Within weeks of being flipped I found myself leading a squad. After devastating events left the squad mostly dead and in shambles, I was promoted to mentor. I did that for a while, until they finally saw fit to move me up to handler. And then I was as a handler  for a solid ten years.

It was a good run. I was well respected and well looked after. I had friends, what amounted in my eyes to a family, and even a house. Never expected just how quickly those I held closest would abandon me.

Things first started visibly crumbling about a month back when I sentenced subject 926 to death prematurely. I had never had my authority questioned by my superiors like that before and they were very harsh. For speaking out of line and failing to consort with my superiors before trying to proceed, I was suspended of my duties indefinitely. Just like that. But I was assured it was a formality and that I would be back to work soon.

But that’s when the ‘Casey’ scandal came to light. Casey was another handler and a close peer for me. We spent a lot of time over my ten years as a handler talking over e-mail passively discussing everything: Love, life, family, work, you name it. But shortly after my suspension it was discovered that Casey was dead. She had been for a long time. But the emails had never stopped.

And that last email ‘she’ sent after that was discovered…
Sorry I died neighbor. See you around.

Suddenly I was under a proper investigation. It was determined that information discussed with ‘Casey’ was the direct cause of numerous proxy deaths. Everything I owned was taken. I was fortunate that their investigation determined me not to be a traitor but that did me a fat lot of good. All of my so called friends and ‘family’ abandoned me. Most of which refused to look me in the eye. It was decided that my suspension was never to be lifted. I was never going to be a handler again…

I begged. I pleaded. I needed to work. I needed to rebuild my life but I was being completely shut down. Someone finally offered me job evaluating and monitoring an asset.

Much to my great dismay, that landed me here.

Hmm… I have to go now. Subject 926 is calling. Apparently he gets to slug me eight times as a part of cake day tradition. I’m pretty sure he’s just making shit up now.

21 comments:

  1. Heh....turns out my questioning lined up pretty good for you, eh Swan?

    Also, my last comment wasn't feeling bad for Fracture-- I was just stating that he can't win. At all. This post proves that.

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    1. Good, because as incredibly sad as his history is, he's still a bastard...

      Why am I crying? I thought I wad done with that.

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    2. No, I just don't feel bad for people that don't need the support. While he still needs those few levels of badass, he seems to be capable of taking care of himself.

      I can sympathize, but I won't pity people who aren't breaking apart. I've found that pity just annoys the strong ones.

      Are you alright, yourself?

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    3. I should be. I just tear up sometimes. It's annoying.

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    4. Oh, Swan........bastard or not, have you ever wondered if Fracture has a point?

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    5. No. Not ever. Fuck Fracture.

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    6. That works, too.

      Hope you had an enjoyable Cake Day.

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  2. Honestly, I kind of feel bad for him. That's harsh.

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    1. Thank you. I guess looking back on it I deserve this. A lot people died because of me.

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    2. Yeah, well, join the club.

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    3. Ya,... that's what Subject 926 said.

      Guess I should really act more like a proxy.

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    4. Really not big on the killing thing, then? Didn't you have to take kills with your squad?

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    5. Of course. But those weren't people I knew. They weren't people I was responsible for.

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    6. Ah. Fair enough. Believe me, I can relate. I'm sorry.

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    7. Thank you. I should be okay. I get slugged every time I start sulking.

      Good look finding Em.

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    8. Thanks. Hit me up if you want to talk.

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    9. Okay. I think I might take you up on that sometime.

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    10. Email's in the profile. Feel free to send me a message whenever.

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  3. It may have been a good idea to actually check to see that "Casey" was alive.

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    1. She was at some point. We met on an assignment once. I was one of several brought in to verify the corpse.

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