Yes, this is A Thing (Or: An Introduction)

9/29/13

You people are terrifying.

Seriously. Have none of you actually stopped and considered this? Half of you are bona fide Universal movie monsters (Werewolves and Frankensteins, mostly) and the other half of you are just inexplicable X-files monster of the week shit.

Well, except Brayker. As far as I can tell, he's just a normal dude, and he's even worse, 'cause he's got the MIB on his speed-dial, and doesn't think twice about knowing just who to call when you need to get spattered ichor out of the drywall. Seriously, it's like getting dry cleaning for him. Which I guess is a good thing in our line of work. Thanks boss!

And you know what the worst thing is? As whacked out as you bastards are, the alternative is EVEN WORSE. Which is why I'm sitting in front of my computer right now, hammering out these lines, because SOMEBODY needs to know. Or, well, if you've got the right passwords and clearances and shit, you already know more than you need to know, and...yeah. You know how it is.

Either way, it was somebody's sick joke to appoint Yours Truly as 'the Voice' of our cell, which tells me someone's either got a shitty sense of humor or we're actually that desperate or maybe they just want to find a way to keep 'normal guy' busy.

However you spin it, I'm like three whiskeys in right now, so joke's on you! I went ahead and set up this blog to serve as a tool for the cell, you know, for announcements and warnings and other crap that will hopefully keep you alive. I honestly have no idea of what I'm dealing with, here, so I'm just gonna call it as I see it.

Fuck me, I need another drink.