My Fracture Lies Over the Ocean

This is designation ‘Fracture’ checking in.

The three of you might be curious where I’ve been following my long and quite unprecedented absence from both posting on this blog and from the company of Mask squad’s operations as chronicled on Subject 926’s blog, ‘Wrath is Eternal’. To that I say… fuck you! I’m a grown adult and I can do whatever the hell I want without having to explain jack shit to anyone. You’re not my fucking mom!

That said, let me tell you where I’ve been.

After I disappeared following a short hunt in Florida, I popped back to the compound and checked out our experimental anti-sleep agent from here on referred to EAS#38. I took EAS#38 and popped back to a safe radius near New York and snuck back to the hotel. While Duckie was fast asleep in his room I started sending vaporized doses of EAS#38 to him through the vents until he eventually freaked out and tried to run. Kind of funny how easy it was to scare him off actually.

I chased Duckie down like the dog he is and hit him with increasing doses till he couldn’t sleep at all. Once I confirmed he was suffering from hallucinations brought on by the sleep deprivation, it was just a matter of waiting till Duckie left his hiding spot. Once he did, we snuck in and set up our show and then herded him back to the room to put the game into effect.

I for one think the Project was a success. It’s hard to say what the shit head was actually seeing but my guess is he was seeing ghosts of past victims and not the hollowed I was setting at him with pictures of past victims stapled over their faces. And how he screamed when I came in with a wig and lifted him into the closet by his throat.

Priceless.

So if only for his suffering, I’m calling this a win.

I think I'll give him a day to rest before I tip off his boy toy as to where he is.
Fracture out.

Math, Thou Art a Cruel Bitch

So, I have great news everyone. Subject 926 actually managed to pass his little Picasso test and with flying colors no less. I’m calling this experiment a complete success. It is undeniable proof that he can learn and be reprogrammed into something far more useful than a rabid dog. I’m so happy I stopped by Ralph’s grave on the way to Whisper and shot up his corpse some. People complain about beating a dead horse but that shit is fun. Fuck you Ralph. I was right, you were wrong.

Besides a nasty headache, little concussion, and her screaming for the entirety of the trip, Picasso seems to be doing well. We had her ‘Sentencing’ today. Hehe. As if I didn’t already know what was going to happen. He fixed her. She should be far more manageable now. I’m sure our nosy readers on Wrath is Eternal will have all kinds of questions over this but Duckie is both too stupid and stubborn to pay it any real mind. I’m sure he’ll just be happy to see her alive.

I bet he’s all kind of fidgety over his new squad. While that is fun, it is counterproductive for our new cause. For once this is not a test. Numbers are numbers and Whisper needs results if experiments are to resume. Buckle down people; we’re pulling double time in all departments. Sloth, you’re pulling quadruple time to make sure you’re working as hard as everyone else you slacking piece of shit! Move!

But like, tomorrow. Or never. You’re both fucking advisory position and neither of you ever seem to say shit.

Infinity times zero is still zero so… just stay the course I guess.
Fracture out!