Monday, July 1, 2013

The Call is Coming from Inside the House

So... something is a miss and my sniper is pissed.

Le Croix managed to clip her after her and Moth preemptively tracked her down while she was setting up to attempt to bring Picasso down.

I had thought at the time that I had just been getting sloppy and predictable as this was my second attempt to bring down Picasso with the same sniper but after talking with the sniper a bit afterwards it's come to my attention that we have a mole.

Snips does not like getting caught off guard. She claims she was very careful and the only way someone would have caught her given the circumstances is if they knew who to look for, or so she claimed. She did a lot digging, with my blessing, while she was recovering and she found something very interesting.

The day before Moth and LeCroix ambushed Snips and shortly before she arrived injured from the attack, we received a call from an unknown number to an internal private line within the compound that I had thought to be out of use. The line was connected to a device that I believe was forwarding calls to someone. It would seem the contact Moth referenced in that post is our Mole.

Unfortunately, I accidently destroyed the evidence moving the device. Apparently the room was outfitted with a few electromagnets that were carefully and maticulously placed in close proximity. Moving the device so much as an inch was enough to put the device in range of being wiped of any and all useful data.

That room also ruined my phone...

In any event, its clear someone within the compound is helping the traitors and has done who knows how much other damage to us.

There are only three within my loop besides me who should have been able to access that area... when I figure out which one of you did it, I'm going to rip off your arms and legs and sell you to a cult town.

Unless its you, Sloth. I have lots of special plans for you <3.

God I hope its you. I've been waiting to gut you for far too long.

Lord Guardian Fracture out.

Friday, June 21, 2013

PSA: Azoth

First off, some minor news. 
We are secure in our limited holdings in Phoenix and are doing what we can to expand what is ours there without drawing unnecessary attention to ourselves. The place is still kind of a shit and is, for the most part, still suffering constant warfare from the other groups that are looking to control it.

I broke into Med's house. She makes it really easy to do actually.

And following shortly after Med's little raid on a local proxy lab with Noir, I got a windfall of equipment, lab notes, and other goodies. Coincidence? Not even a little! I pulled that shit out of the burning building. No sense in letting it all go to waiste after all.




And now for the main event.

I've been seeing a lot of experiments lately of a very specific nature. That is to say, people experimenting on or with Azoth. It has left me to wonder one very important question. 

"Do you think ants ever experiment on human spit in a fruitless effort of find a way to destroy us?"

I mean, I keep seeing everyone chasing and playing with this stuff in an effort to make an impact on Father with it and I have to wonder why everyone just assumes hes made entirely out of Azoth or that he'll react things the same way the Azoth does.

Am I the only one that sees a scientific flaw with treating Father as a biological entity and then handling the data like hes a giant single celled organism despite his obvious complexity? How do we even know that all Azoth is even the same. Sure it all looks black but is it not possible that Azoth taken from different parts of Father has different functions and different make ups. Is it not also possible that Azoth extracted directly from father is fundamentally different from Azoth we find developing in proxies and runners as a result of exposure to father due to the very nature of our own anatomy adapting the Azoth or the Azoth adapting to us.

For years now runners have looked at each other baffled at why this stuff seems to react differently across different accounts with no thought to the simple answer. What you're dealing with is different. All the fluids in my body are not created equal and serve many different functions and react to stimuli differently.

So why has it been so inconceivable that Father would be any different.

-The Lord Guardian Fracture.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

I Swear to God this is Not an Act of War

So, the Phoenix branch has fallen

The City is still in a state of quiet chaos. Violence is on the rise. With the proxies out of the picture and no longer bullying local gangs and law enforcement into their perspective places, a huge power vacuum has opened. Every gang is making a grab to fill that gap including a few from neighboring towns and cities looking  to expand. While the Drug Cartel has always had a presence in Phoenix, they have shown up in force to expand their trade. Hell, ambitious cops are getting into it too, funny how quick a crusader turns to a raider isn't it?

And that's just the more obvious of the hell raining down on Phoenix. Its what you can't see that you should be worried about and I haven't seen anything from the other cults. I doubt they are just sitting back out of quiet respect for Truth.

In any event, I can no longer stand back and watch a once great holding get torn apart. 

We've begun buying up raided proxy safe houses under the guise of a legitimate business and are, more or less, renting it out to ourselves in an effort to disguise who we are. We have quietly been claiming undiscovered holding that were over looked for one reason or another and providing aid to any stranded proxies we've found hiding out in them and are making every effort to either absorb them into the Free Market or to transfer them to a new town and division to serve Father under a new oracle.

Since I have no idea if Truth is ever coming back, and if not how long it will take to get the area back under control so a new oracle can step in, I've been using everything we could recover from Truth's Tower to make some money to be saved and later put at said oracle's disposal should they ever arise. I've been setting aside the supplies we've been recovering for just the same reason. We will reclaim Phoenix, and if I have anything to say about it, the oracle that steps up to do it will have these funds and supplies at the ready to make sure the job gets done.

We've been trying to buy up shares to Truth's corporation but that's been proving difficult. While a fair few of the fallen did have stock, many of the bodies aren't turning up and those that are turning up aren't being identified. Could be as many as 7 years before their aliases are finally declared dead and anyone could stand to inherit those stocks.

As long as the Free Market is holding up in the area, we're gonna see if we can't lay low and sell off some goods to the warring gangs to make some money and keep on their good sides.

As a final note, I would like to reiterate that this is not the Free Market making a power grab. We are simply putting our foot in the door and keeping it open for the next Oracle.

--Sincerely, the Lord Guardian Fracture.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Bounty Bomb

Ladies and gentlemen, Proxies and Runners, Assholes and other Assholes,
welcome to another wondrous random update from the Free Market from yours never, Fracture!

First up, as the title implies, I've done a few things to the Bounty Board.
Aside from a few, *ahem*, grammatical and spelling issues that I naturally had nothing to do with, I've uncrossed out Picasso's name. Turns out shes no longer dead and apparently never was, as impossible as that may seem after re-re-re-reviewing the footage of her bleeding to death in Moth's arms. I put off putting her back on the list for a long time but after a confirmed sighting from one of my own, it's similarly impossible to ignore that fact that she is alive.

Second up on the same front, Nightscream's bounty now reads that you will receive '$25,000' upon killing and presenting it's corpse as opposed to '25,000'. Apparently, this was an intentional oversight by the Oathbreakers when they submitted their offer to us to be put on the board. I suspect they were gonna stab who ever claimed the bounty 25,000 times as payment. You have my personal guarantee that you will receive money, not Death, should you successfully claim this bounty.

Last up on board changes, we have Arkady Svidrigailov. Hes a brand new bounty worth a whopping $100,000. He has been terrorizing Truth's Division and is wanted for the deaths of more than a dozen proxies, several runners, and numerous collateral civilians deaths. Hes threatened to burn the city he is in to the ground in order to purify it of all proxy influences and I have no doubt in my mind that the crazy son of a bitch would. Proceed with extreme caution.

Someone please bring the bastard down.

The Lord Guardian Fracture, out!

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

I Suppose I've Stalled Long Enough

Sometime ago I declared a state of caution in regards to high tensions that had formed between the Free Market and the formal New York Division being handled by the esteemed Oracle Justice.

At the time the state of caution was declared, there was a very serious concern that tensions would boil over and a petty little war would break out between our collective groups. This was not something I wanted but was prepared for. It would seem, however, this was not what Oracle Justice wanted either. For now at least... I guess.

I would like to says I was the bigger man here but I wasn't. I had ten of their people killed following my declaration of caution.

I would also like to say that Justice was the bigger here bringing about this peaceful resolve but he agents killed ten of my men prompting this incident to start with.

So I will instead declare my stolen, mute, and increasingly sociopathic ten year old child the bigger man here. You truly were the bigger man that day Maggot. Truly.

Some of you may notice that the post revealing the state of peace on Over the Electric Grapevine is two  months old now. We have technically been out of a state of caution for two months now. We simply decided it was best not to mention it until now. You proxies are so very wretch less sometimes, no harm is keeping you on their toes.

...

In other news, the situation in the desert with Arkady was starting to concern me. So I've allocated some resources to the Oracle presiding over that region, Truth, in hopes that it will help bring down Arkady faster and prevent further loss of life in that Division. Father help them, they seem to need any help they can get about now.

Fracture Out.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

My Little David: Rape is Magic II

Cupcake Edition. ^-^

Its funny. Trust me.

Now let me clarify something before I share the following. While I have nothing against David Banks personally, his abandonment of service and what he is capable of makes him a very dangerous person and as long as he continues to stand as a force apart from Father he is to be considered too dangerous to be left alive. Having said that I share the following in light of the fact that it may scare off proxies that may have been considering going after David themselves to try to collect on his high bounty. I share this in spite of that because you need to know how dangerous a task this is. David may very well kill you should you fail... if you're lucky.

Four nights ago a recovery team responded to a distress call. The caller was hysterical and was babbling incessantly.

Legolas
[The Proxy in Distress. Apparently an Elf from middle earth.]

"Fuck man, come help me. Please god come help me. He killed them all. Hes g-got a cleaver! C-Come help me now!"

*Screaming. 'We're All in This Together' from High school Musical can be heard playing in the background in a moment of silence following the scream*

"C-C-Cu-... H-He c-cut off my fu-"

*More screams. "...make our dreams come true...!"*

David
"The poor thing fainted. You should come pick him. He doesn't look well."

*Hang Up Noise*

When they arrived they made a cautious sweep of the house and found the bodies of three proxies in the basement and one barely still living proxy, apparently Legolas, tied to a chair.

All of the bodies where unrecognizable. 
Beyond the cuts, gashes, puncture wounds, missing teeth, burn marks, and bruises/tears that stand as a clear indicator of violent rape that all three corpses shared, two of the bodies had large sections of their skin removed.

Given the intact nature of the internal organs and the excessive amount of blood soaking the floor, it would appear all three of the murdered victims met their death in blood loss when David was done with them.

Based on what we were able to get out of Legolas once he finally calmed down and agreed to talk with us about what happened,  he was tied down and made to watch David slowly torture, rape, and kill his friends one at a time.

"Wh-When he was finished with... wh-when they f-f-finally stopped screaming and st-struggling... he'd sk-skin them. F-F-F-Fucking cook and feed them to us. Starve us out... t-taunted us when we f-finally..." he stammered out and then started vomiting and crying.

While Legolas himself was not tortured, beyond having to watch his friends die at least, he did not make it out Scott free. David removed Legalos' right leg from just above his knee down, which is what we heard happening over the phone.

Legolas is currently taking residence in the Free Market HQ and will be recieving bi-weekly therapy and weekly physical therapy lessons until such a time that I am satisfied that he has become 'well' again.

To those of you out there still looking to collect on David's Bounty, Father help you.

I wish you a quick death.

The Lord Guardian Fracture, out!

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Hopeless



"Why should anyone fear the Sages? They're worthless fucking broken symbols if you ask me. Come at me bitch!"
-Duckie


It's funny to see runners making a comeback on the blogs. For a little while there it was almost like they had all gone extinct. And just as odd a phenomenon as the sudden emergence of runners, we also have a sudden decline in proxy activity.

And what of the Sages? Nick, ShaunHakurei Ryuu. They're just all gone suddenly, you know?

It leaves these new runners in an bad place. They've no semblance of leadership to guide them and no marker of hope to feed them lies about how it's all gonna turn out alright. To convince them that there is hope and that there is a chance everyone can make it out of this okay.

But then, something caught my eye. Suddenly, there was a beacon of light in the distance. Could it be... a new hope?

I found myself curious and I couldn't help myself, so I chased that sliver of light and clenched my fist tight ready for a worthy fight to find... this.

This Baby Feral Rake Sage-ish... thing... calling itself 'Med' of all things. Truly an inspired name, truly.

THIS, is apparently the new Sage. THIS, is supposed to be the beacon for a new wave of hope and thoughtless optimism. 

Hahaha... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... oh god, that's good.

You're all fucked.

Sincerely,
The Lord Guardian Fracture