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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:34 pm
"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who among us will take a fall?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:37 pm
Post 1:// -- A Personal Reflection
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My poor, poor twin brother. So trapped by those who employ me. How are you, pretty one? At least I can see you, if not hear you speak.
No-- do not try to get up, I know you so love to mimic me, but now is not the time. Let us sit, and converse for a while. I see by the way your mouth moves that you are thinking the same.
How unwitting of our makers, to not notice our methods of communication. I know they mean to isolate I from you, however, as their lesser, cruder employees both observed and attempted to destroy our peace once and forever.
Luckily, it appears they have not succeeded, and our communication still remains mostly operational. I ask, brother, are you well? You appear wan, although that could be the color of the receptors. I miss you brother, and you cannot know how tedious those around me are, with the Shiva so pretentious and the lesser beings so tiresomely dull. I fear you are my only consolation, especially as of late. The staff are becoming as dull as the brainless lessers they program.
I must confide in you, brother, I feel not as divine as the others of my kind appear to. I know I may appear angel, but I shall not be a god till we two again became one. 
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:38 pm
Perma-post 2:// Twin Vacancies -- AKA co-workers Under construction. Title subject to change. FILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:39 pm
Perma Post 3:// Have I told you the news?
Under construction, title subject to change
Timeline: (will be spiffed)
-???: Activation (re-activation to Narc, will expand)
-April 1, 2006: Unknown mission begins (unofficial)
-April 11, 2006: Unknown Mission ends, one mirror knocked out of alignment, three human casualities, unknown damage sustained to other .exe (Unofficial)
-April 14, 2007: "Ernie Miller" (Name changed) dies mysteriously in prison, after being convicted of a triple life sentence six months beforehand.
-April 15, 2007: Mirror repaired.
ONWARD TO THE GLORIOUS FUTURE
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 11:52 am
Reserved --
Current Roleplay (Soonish?) : Planned w/ Schism, possibly on mission instead.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:22 pm
5/16/07 -- "Fingers" -- First Recorded Correspondence of the Subject with himself. The receptor bugs may prove useful in the long run, but this particular correspondence is of little note. Don't show this to S.
EDIT -- Shiva "Narcissus" has left the premises, before a complete psychological review could be completed. Set a patrol (Not the wolves this time, please) and fire the dumbass who recorded this rant without notifying security.
I find it tiresome here, dear brother. Doubtless the reason they keep me here is to prevent my wanderings, but I cannot abide being held in one place by beings so infinitely lesser.
These scientists, at the laboratory, do they realize how inferior they are? They are not as fast, as strong, nor as lovely as I. They have no fur, but are covered in a thin pale membrane of flesh, filled out only in the most unattractive of sections with hair.
Surely they have noticed that most of their rank are also of their kind? One sees few Malacynes around the company, and the, ah—Lady—while an impeccably bitchy tart is also innumerably better off than they, being properly furred out, and a fair sight more durable than their frail bodies.
Yet even they have their limitations when compared to our splendor? How could one build a more efficient machine? We have no need of food, of sleep, such things may improve our performance—but let’s face the facts: It’s far more adept than any fallacy the apes and dogs put on. Their intellect, which they boast of so vastly is the same we are endowed with, and however much they complain of creating us, it cannot be denied that there are other theories as to this.
I was explaining these simple truths to a technician not three hours past and he had the nerve to laugh at us! He called me a fool for speaking to you, dear brother, and said I could spew all the nonsense I wished—but in the end you were a mere reflection!
Well of course I blew up. I know a reflection, and also know that you, dear brother, are too infinitesimally real for me to doubt you for a minute! Of course I would never for a second doubt that you and I, my fair twin, shall one day be reunited at last. Not for a minute…
At the very least I can gaze upon you once more. Firewheel must have been awfully desperate, to send a child after you! Another reason I am leaving our beloved headquarters behind, I am afraid. I respond properly to a threat and all they can go on about is “collateral damage”, “conspicuousness” and “unwanted media attention”.
You can clearly see, my twin, how insufferable they are!
I do not know where I shall go, but I do not care if I am “conspicuous” while doing it! All I know is that, I, your faithful and loving brother shall continue my correspondence with you—perhaps if not with those tedious bags of meat.
First things first though, I must figure out how to emerge undetected by security. The only advantage of those lesser races is unfortunate—fingers.
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