Tuesday, June 26, 2012


Well I do believe that session provided the sweet revenge I was looking for. It almost gave me some bruises to match but Subject 926 finally chilled out. Not that I didn’t have to coach him down before his silly ass could find some peace.

I’ve not seen him quite so riled up since the incident with Picasso. I guess we’re calling her Firecracker now, hilarious considering she is terrified of explosions. I suppose I can always call her by her name, but she gets kind of pissy about that.

Although, she might be too distracted with Duckie throwing actual firecrackers at her to notice anything I say on here.

On a more concerning note, some snoop has been blogging and commenting around looking to get the drop on Father. Hard to blame her, I kind of did the same thing. What actually concerns me is Duckie has noticed and taken an interest. His obsession with the master is destructive. We could lose him if the moron was ever unfortunate enough to get his way.

I’m going to buy him some more firecrackers and we’ll see if throwing firecrackers at Firecracker is distracting enough to steal away his attention.

Fracture out.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012


New phone, new phone, god I love my new phone. It’s shiny and new and you’d love it too if it ever belonged to you!

But seriously, I hate this thing. It has none of my old information and I have to relook up contacts. People are dying. Many people don’t like to be found, and that’s why I had them in my fucking phone. So I wouldn’t have to find them. They were always just a fucking dial away. Wrath. WRAATTHH. I’m angry.


Now that my crack team of retards has fixed the red alert issue they created, things are finally starting to settle down. I’ve been throwing fights at Mask squad slowly. I’m letting them recover. Firecracker needed it. Dare I say it? She was rather burnt out. Hehe. Witty. I AM SO FUCKING WITTY. And angry. I need a way to get back at stupid fuck for breaking my phone.

I think it’s time for a psychological evaluation.
Fracture Out!

Sunday, June 10, 2012


Busy, busy, busy. I might have over done it with the red alerts.

Not intentionally, of course, but I made the mistake of having the Fire program in the red alerts. Rather than just designate a hand full of people as red alerts on a schedule for me, she wrote an entire algorithm for the function I described to her on why the red alerts would even exist and implemented it into the lists system. I have since had her hard at work isolating the algorithm and modifying it so we can designate the targets ourselves and, more importantly, turn them off so the most dangerous person on the list at any given moment isn’t automatically moved to the top, red flagged, and given a time limit.

Subject 926 has been working everyone us to the ground. Poor Firecracker hasn’t even been allowed sleep. He’s been particularly hard on her for some reason. I think he might have already picked her in his mind to replace him. Guess it doesn’t pay to be the favorite under a psychopath. Who would have thought?


Monday, June 4, 2012


And here I was convinced he was letting his guard down. It seems he’s just as paranoid and dangerous as he ever was. He’s just being less grumpy about it. I won’t make that mistake again. Let shithead be cheery. It’ll just make it all the more fun when I can start torturing him again.

I don’t know that my nervous system could survive another full dose of that gunk in the face. I’ve been trying to hide it but I’m feeling a little crippled. I can’t feel my pinky fingers anymore. I’m hoping that’s temporary. I’ve also been suffering from severe headaches. At times I can’t see straight, my eyes keep blurring. I’ll keep you guys posted on that. I’m sure those of you who are to be terminated upon my death will be watching with eager eyes.

Prayers my dears, It never hurts to say a few prayers.

As far as Subject 926 is concerned, I’m in top condition. He seems to be struggling with this team concept. He went out and killed his first assignment on his own. I’m hacking and dialing up the list to overwhelming levels. It is delegate or die time.

I’m going to take a nap and see where he is on that later.
Fracture out!