Post by Happy Fun Ball on Sept 27, 2018 1:02:38 GMT
I suspect you never got my note after the hijinx at the mansion. Here it is on our phone network in full, in case you never read it.
To the Woman With No Name:
One of my friends was recently buried alive and told to dig her way out with chopsticks because you can’t keep your shit together. The mansion was also raided by no less that two paramilitary groups, who were well trained and fully equipped for an urban siege. One group was distinctly speaking Hebrew.
Glenn and I were able to escape, but Dana got abducted and was then buried alive by your friend with the white eyes.
I cannot stress enough how pissed off I am at you. Keep your associates in line, and try not to piss off people with these sorts of resources. We could have all ended up dead. We are tired of picking up after your shit. We were only in Red Carpet to pick up some Kevlar vests, but we spent the entire day at the police station instead, reporting Dana’s abduction.
In any event, Dana told me to relay a message to you from “Matti,” servitor of White:
She loves you very much (possibly dangerously so) and is upset that you think she is cheating on you.
She “didn’t sleep with that man;” her pregnancy is “immaculate.” Perhaps he/she is a child of the White AI. She wasn’t clear about the nature of the immaculate conception.
She distinctly told Dana that “We are at war.” That sounds ominous. Kindly make sure your fucking war doesn’t spill into our lives again, ‘kay? Thanks.
Scared Out Of My Wits,
Rock Ebersol
One of my friends was recently buried alive and told to dig her way out with chopsticks because you can’t keep your shit together. The mansion was also raided by no less that two paramilitary groups, who were well trained and fully equipped for an urban siege. One group was distinctly speaking Hebrew.
Glenn and I were able to escape, but Dana got abducted and was then buried alive by your friend with the white eyes.
I cannot stress enough how pissed off I am at you. Keep your associates in line, and try not to piss off people with these sorts of resources. We could have all ended up dead. We are tired of picking up after your shit. We were only in Red Carpet to pick up some Kevlar vests, but we spent the entire day at the police station instead, reporting Dana’s abduction.
In any event, Dana told me to relay a message to you from “Matti,” servitor of White:
She loves you very much (possibly dangerously so) and is upset that you think she is cheating on you.
She “didn’t sleep with that man;” her pregnancy is “immaculate.” Perhaps he/she is a child of the White AI. She wasn’t clear about the nature of the immaculate conception.
She distinctly told Dana that “We are at war.” That sounds ominous. Kindly make sure your fucking war doesn’t spill into our lives again, ‘kay? Thanks.
Scared Out Of My Wits,
Rock Ebersol
