Today O'Zalia introduced us to one of the other members of the group he's recruiting. Or dragged into working for him, that's probably a better description seeing how he was tied up and gagged with a red bandana.
"If this guy is so important to your plan then why haven't you let him go?" I asked him.
"Because he's a Grayskin" O'Zalia responded. "I can't risk the Choir manipulating his voice into an ear piecing shriek. Now watch him while I contact the rest of our teammates."
O'Zalia left us for hours and with each one I got more and more bored. Since I didn't see the point in letting our prisoner being gagged I took the bandana out. If I had know what a Grayskin was I wouldn't have been so foolish.
"What do you blame on doing with me Gifted!" The Grayskin asked.
"How... How do you know what I am?"
"I am The Grand Orchestra, I am Sorrow, I am the Choir. The man you see before you is merely one of my hosts."
"You're one of the Phobic Representational Entities."
"Indeed. Now listen to me Zack Waters, do not trust the telepath or the female."
"Wh-"
"Ask yourself this, why did the female abandon your mission so early? And why would the former enhanced use a former proxy as a potential ally."
I quickly put the bandana back on and did my best to ignore the Grayskin glaring at me. Before I fell asleep from boredom Rho came in with some weird hearing device. According to her it will prevent the Choir from manipulating his voice and messing with one of us.
Whoops...
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
O'Zalia
The search for Kudrow had to be canceled all together, for some reason. After I recovered, which was way past new year's by the way, I was assigned with Rho to lead some person who calls himself Glitch to one of the Archive's prisoners; or at least I think it was a prisoner.
Aside from that we got no orders, we had nothing to to do and for reasons that are beyond me Collector Alpha called of our Kudrow mission.
That wasn't the weird part.
The weird part was when a white haired individual visited me & Rho while we were chatting in the Archive. Everyone else didn't really seem bothered by this guy, but most did sneak a peek. He was wearing long pants & a black shirt with what I think was some kind of Slenderman symbol, but honestly I have not that much knowledge about it aside from Cindy Clark's memories.
"So, you two are Collectors Omicron & Rho, correct?"
I had forgotten that that was my title there, I guess I've just gotten used to Zack.
"My name is O'zalia" he said and put his hands in his pocket, honestly making him look cool.
"And?"
"Well...I'm looking for members in a group I'm assembling, I was wondering if you two were interested?!"
"Why us two? What kind of group?" Rho asked.
"Well...you two have catched my interest is all I'm saying, as for the group...well I guess that's going to have to be a surprise"
Judging by the fact that this O'zalia somehow managed to get to the Archive, I assumed that this would be some kind of supernatural stuff, which honestly I still wasn't used to.
I wanted to decline, but...
"Sure, we love to!" Rho said, giving me a look during.
That look really said it all, I felt like she was trying to tell me,"Do we have anything better to do?" and honestly she was probably right about that, we didn't have anything better to do. It still made me uneasy.
I could use this as a way to somehow get my memories, perhaps O'zalia will help me, even though I get that the chances of that are slim, since I assume all these beings and servants connected to Slenderman, really only care for themselves.
"Perfect, I'll be in touch"
After that he non-chalantly walked out of the room.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked Rho after he left.
"I reall am starting to get tired of working here & honestly I'm also starting to get suspicious about things, like the call-back of the Kudrow mission, the Glitch guy & Rictor and then there is the whole deal with you!"
"I guess"
She had some good points, why was I working for the being that stole my memories? It didn't add up.
Aside from that we got no orders, we had nothing to to do and for reasons that are beyond me Collector Alpha called of our Kudrow mission.
That wasn't the weird part.
The weird part was when a white haired individual visited me & Rho while we were chatting in the Archive. Everyone else didn't really seem bothered by this guy, but most did sneak a peek. He was wearing long pants & a black shirt with what I think was some kind of Slenderman symbol, but honestly I have not that much knowledge about it aside from Cindy Clark's memories.
"So, you two are Collectors Omicron & Rho, correct?"
I had forgotten that that was my title there, I guess I've just gotten used to Zack.
"My name is O'zalia" he said and put his hands in his pocket, honestly making him look cool.
"And?"
"Well...I'm looking for members in a group I'm assembling, I was wondering if you two were interested?!"
"Why us two? What kind of group?" Rho asked.
"Well...you two have catched my interest is all I'm saying, as for the group...well I guess that's going to have to be a surprise"
Judging by the fact that this O'zalia somehow managed to get to the Archive, I assumed that this would be some kind of supernatural stuff, which honestly I still wasn't used to.
I wanted to decline, but...
"Sure, we love to!" Rho said, giving me a look during.
That look really said it all, I felt like she was trying to tell me,"Do we have anything better to do?" and honestly she was probably right about that, we didn't have anything better to do. It still made me uneasy.
I could use this as a way to somehow get my memories, perhaps O'zalia will help me, even though I get that the chances of that are slim, since I assume all these beings and servants connected to Slenderman, really only care for themselves.
"Perfect, I'll be in touch"
After that he non-chalantly walked out of the room.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked Rho after he left.
"I reall am starting to get tired of working here & honestly I'm also starting to get suspicious about things, like the call-back of the Kudrow mission, the Glitch guy & Rictor and then there is the whole deal with you!"
"I guess"
She had some good points, why was I working for the being that stole my memories? It didn't add up.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Sick
I feel weird, I think I'm sick or something.
The break-in had to be cancelled for the day for that reason.
I called the Archive on my secure, single-use phone and told them I was sick.
Despite the fact that I stayed at home, Collector Rho came and visited me.
"I heard from Collector Alpha that you were sick today" She said as she came in and hung up her jacket.
"Yeah"
"Anything serious?"
"Nah, just the flue"
"That's good"
After a bit of the usual chit-chat I handed her a little piece of paper with the post that seemed to have appeared on my blog yesterday.
"What is this?"
"Appeared on my blog last night"
"Cindy Clark? Were you sleeptyping?"
"I don't think that's a real thing"
"It should be"
"Why?"
"I don't know, but don't you remember writing this"
"I remember writing this, but only because I have her memories, but I don't remember posting it online"
"That's weird, but I guess you posted it and forgot about it. This gifted stuff may be screwing with your head more than you think it is"
"I guess"
After that we started to lightly flirt as always.
I like Rho, she's awesome and clearly cares about me enough to come visit me when I'm sick.
"I heard from Collector Alpha that you were sick today" She said as she came in and hung up her jacket.
"Yeah"
"Anything serious?"
"Nah, just the flue"
"That's good"
After a bit of the usual chit-chat I handed her a little piece of paper with the post that seemed to have appeared on my blog yesterday.
"What is this?"
"Appeared on my blog last night"
"Cindy Clark? Were you sleeptyping?"
"I don't think that's a real thing"
"It should be"
"Why?"
"I don't know, but don't you remember writing this"
"I remember writing this, but only because I have her memories, but I don't remember posting it online"
"That's weird, but I guess you posted it and forgot about it. This gifted stuff may be screwing with your head more than you think it is"
"I guess"
After that we started to lightly flirt as always.
I like Rho, she's awesome and clearly cares about me enough to come visit me when I'm sick.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Assignment
I got my first assignement.
I even got to take Rho with me, who is supposed to keep a log on everything that happens.
That really made me glad, because I really couldn't have pictured myself going on my first assignment alone.
My assignment was to find information on a P.I named Kudrow. Appearantly he or she has been making plans to infiltrate the Archive. Normally they would have people for that the Martyrs, but this wasn't a sure thing, just a rumor.
I was supposed to investigate if that was true or not. What I decided to do was to stakeout his office at a nearby coffee place, which gave me & Rho a chance to talk for a while.
"So what's it like being a gifted?"
That reminded me that I wanted to write some of Cindy Clark's memories down and post on this blog.
"It's awfully unsettling."
"Really?"
"Yeah, this Cindy Clark has not had a nice life it seems"
"That's a shame, I thought it'd be cool, full of wisdom and stuff"
She looked disappointed even with that look she still seemed really cute with her red long hair fluttering about as she moved her head. I may have a bit of crush on her.
"How old are you or don't you remember that?"
"20"
I was a bit off.
"How do you know that?"
"I found my old library card in my wallet. The name was scratched off, most likely the doing of Grandfather, but my birth date was there. 29th December 1992!"
"So that's why you thought it was cool I knew my name"
"Yeah"
How long have you been with the Archive?"
"A year"
"been fun?"
"It has been alright, I guess. But I think it can be a bit dull."
"Really, so you're a woman who likes excitement"
"I think you're just the man to provide that" she said seductively, crossing her fingers.
"I bet I am."
We ended up talking for quite some time. This stakeout was fun, although Kudrow never entered or left his office.
Tomorrow we're going to break into his home to try to find something.
I even got to take Rho with me, who is supposed to keep a log on everything that happens.
That really made me glad, because I really couldn't have pictured myself going on my first assignment alone.
My assignment was to find information on a P.I named Kudrow. Appearantly he or she has been making plans to infiltrate the Archive. Normally they would have people for that the Martyrs, but this wasn't a sure thing, just a rumor.
I was supposed to investigate if that was true or not. What I decided to do was to stakeout his office at a nearby coffee place, which gave me & Rho a chance to talk for a while.
"So what's it like being a gifted?"
That reminded me that I wanted to write some of Cindy Clark's memories down and post on this blog.
"It's awfully unsettling."
"Really?"
"Yeah, this Cindy Clark has not had a nice life it seems"
"That's a shame, I thought it'd be cool, full of wisdom and stuff"
She looked disappointed even with that look she still seemed really cute with her red long hair fluttering about as she moved her head. I may have a bit of crush on her.
"How old are you or don't you remember that?"
"20"
I was a bit off.
"How do you know that?"
"I found my old library card in my wallet. The name was scratched off, most likely the doing of Grandfather, but my birth date was there. 29th December 1992!"
"So that's why you thought it was cool I knew my name"
"Yeah"
How long have you been with the Archive?"
"A year"
"been fun?"
"It has been alright, I guess. But I think it can be a bit dull."
"Really, so you're a woman who likes excitement"
"I think you're just the man to provide that" she said seductively, crossing her fingers.
"I bet I am."
We ended up talking for quite some time. This stakeout was fun, although Kudrow never entered or left his office.
Tomorrow we're going to break into his home to try to find something.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Answers
I tried asking around for answers, but people didn't seem eager to provide them. They were either too busy or seemed intimidated by me, for some reason.
I asked a so called Scribe there, a girl about 2-4 years younger than me to fill me in.
"Oh, I guess people forgot to fill you in on things" she said.
"Yeah and you are?"
"Collector Rho, and you are?"
"Zack Waters"
She looked at me as if I had just declared that I eat cute kittens for breakfast.
"How...how do you know your name?"
"I had a blog, my name was declared there, found it when I checked my smartphone after waking up here."
"And it wasn't taken down by the Blind Man?"
"Guess not"
"He must really be fond of you."
"How so?"
"He allows you to have access to some former memories, let's you keep your name & made you a gifted. You must really be something"
She had a look of admiration in her eyes as a fangirl would stare upon a rockstar or something. It kind of made me blush for a second there.
"Anyway! You are a collector, which means you will be given assignments to look for information & occasionally new recruits."
"Alright" I said, pretending to be just dandy with all of this.
"But Rho, can I call you Rho? I still don´t get this whole gifted babble"
"A gifted is a person that the Blind Man has taken the memories of & given someone else's memories. Gifted are usually treated with the utmost respect around here, because we believe that that the Blind Man deems them special"
"I see. So let´s say that I wasn't angry as hell about getting my memories swapped out. What would my current mission be?"
"Ehm...I don't know, unless you've gotten a note you are probably just meant to relax for a while."
"So what is this place?" I asked, which in hindsight should've been my first question.
"The Archive! Home domain of the Blind Man or Grandfather as some of the Scribes call him"
I know I read something about the Blind Man earlier, when I went trough my blog. There was a blog called A New Fear Will Soon Be Born, which told of the Blind Man and other such creatures called fears. I haven't read all of it, I think I'm only about 16 posts in, but those posts gave me at least enough information, but still not enough.
I'm thinking of staying close to Rho. I like her, she seems like a nice person, unlike most people here.
I asked a so called Scribe there, a girl about 2-4 years younger than me to fill me in.
"Oh, I guess people forgot to fill you in on things" she said.
"Yeah and you are?"
"Collector Rho, and you are?"
"Zack Waters"
She looked at me as if I had just declared that I eat cute kittens for breakfast.
"How...how do you know your name?"
"I had a blog, my name was declared there, found it when I checked my smartphone after waking up here."
"And it wasn't taken down by the Blind Man?"
"Guess not"
"He must really be fond of you."
"How so?"
"He allows you to have access to some former memories, let's you keep your name & made you a gifted. You must really be something"
She had a look of admiration in her eyes as a fangirl would stare upon a rockstar or something. It kind of made me blush for a second there.
"Anyway! You are a collector, which means you will be given assignments to look for information & occasionally new recruits."
"Alright" I said, pretending to be just dandy with all of this.
"But Rho, can I call you Rho? I still don´t get this whole gifted babble"
"A gifted is a person that the Blind Man has taken the memories of & given someone else's memories. Gifted are usually treated with the utmost respect around here, because we believe that that the Blind Man deems them special"
"I see. So let´s say that I wasn't angry as hell about getting my memories swapped out. What would my current mission be?"
"Ehm...I don't know, unless you've gotten a note you are probably just meant to relax for a while."
"So what is this place?" I asked, which in hindsight should've been my first question.
"The Archive! Home domain of the Blind Man or Grandfather as some of the Scribes call him"
I know I read something about the Blind Man earlier, when I went trough my blog. There was a blog called A New Fear Will Soon Be Born, which told of the Blind Man and other such creatures called fears. I haven't read all of it, I think I'm only about 16 posts in, but those posts gave me at least enough information, but still not enough.
I'm thinking of staying close to Rho. I like her, she seems like a nice person, unlike most people here.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Who is Cindy Clark?
I woke up, not knowing my name. It wasn't until a few hours later that I found my blog & realized that I was Zack Waters. I guess this blog came in handy after all.
Also trough this blog I learned why I only have one arm.
I can't remember anything of my life, except the parts I wrote on this blog. All I can remember aren't my memories, I seem to recall event of a girl named Cindy Clark.
It's really weird, these aren't my memories at all. Who the hell is Cindy Clark?
I'm in a bizarre place, everyone is looking at me weirdly.
Some guy there tells me I'm working for the Blind Man now.Apparently my name here is Collector Omicron.
I'm supposed to collect information about all kinds of things.
This just confuses me, I just-
I'm going to try asking around for answers. I really do not understand any of this.
Also trough this blog I learned why I only have one arm.
I can't remember anything of my life, except the parts I wrote on this blog. All I can remember aren't my memories, I seem to recall event of a girl named Cindy Clark.
It's really weird, these aren't my memories at all. Who the hell is Cindy Clark?
I'm in a bizarre place, everyone is looking at me weirdly.
Some guy there tells me I'm working for the Blind Man now.Apparently my name here is Collector Omicron.
I'm supposed to collect information about all kinds of things.
This just confuses me, I just-
I'm going to try asking around for answers. I really do not understand any of this.
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