Thursday 29 August 2013

♡ Fellow Natural Disasters ♡

I said I wasn't operating alone, I suppose now would be a good time to explain. :3

When I joined the Convocation's league, I was told I would soon be assigned to a suitable group. I was put with Milo, Everest and Rory. I was on my toes on account of them having asked specifically for me.

Milo is the oldest, thirty-six, and the leader, a very private person, writes poetry in his spare time. But he won’t let anyone read it. Whatever he says is loud, but well thought-out.

Everest is twenty-eight, a tall dark-haired guy with sly blue eyes, very good-looking, except for the massive scars all over his body and face, plus an ugly personality. (Some proxy who attacked him tried to carve the Operator symbol into his back and screwed it up horribly. So it's not even a cool meaningful scar. Just a mess.)

Rory is twelve, a little blond boy. A bubbly, mischievous thief. He only really acts as a lookout and a financer. Also he lives in permanent denial in the horrible things Milo and Everest do, half-heartedly cheering them on. Sometimes I try to stop the spread of our influence by telling Rory that murder and rape and kidnap and beating up are bad things. But based on how he looks up to Milo and Everest like older brothers, I don't think it's going to work...... oh well!!!!!

At first, I HATED it. I hated having to watch Milo slash throats. I hated coding messages to spam runners with, I hated finding out who their families were. I hated luring runners into traps where they would be beaten up or tortured or raped by Everest, or all three.

I tell you, had I had to film one more assault to post to the servant networking sites, I know I would have killed myself. I had a plan for it and all!!!!!

Then Snowblind had my house blown up, had every last member of my family killed. Does that sound familiar? As soon as Milo sat me down and told me, I tried to jump out the sixth-story window. He and Everest stopped me. They sat me down again, and told me what had happened to my family, then what had happened to theirs, and Rory's. They told me Snowblind wouldn't go unpunished.

That was the day I accepted them, because they made sure to put out all of Snowblind's resources, tarnishing his name, killing his friends and what was left of his family, making his job exceedingly difficult. I always thought I was never appreciated. But then they did all of that for me. Because someone indirectly hurt me. It made me feel kind of special. 

After that? I am happy to help them out.

Monday 26 August 2013

♡ Climate Change Negotiations ♡

Mr Lovett, I'm not asking for very much, am I? :(

All I'm asking for is:
-Access to contacts in the Archive
-Assistance killing Sanna

Hey! I can even rule out the Archive thing and just ask for aid killing Sanna. Whereas, you're asking for me to put my fragile life on the line, and countless other valuable lives!

Seems more than fair to me; you're lucky I'm not demanding even more of you. >:{

Sunday 25 August 2013

♡ Electricity in the Air ♡

Oh yeah. I promised to set up a blog.

For anyone who doesn't know me, I am Madelyn Arabella Halsey, A.K.A Maddie. You can read more about me here and here. But dragging yourself through Sanna's and Snowblind's archives is suicide-inducing. All you need to know is this:

I am a loyal servant of the Convocation. I choose to be a part of Their grace, Their fluidity.

I want in on this war.

Sanna's going to die for what she brought on me.

Oh! And I won't be operating alone.

I think that much information will do for now, until the next post!

Thanks, Lovett, for sending me the locations of all these bases, would be no fun without them. ♡