Haven't posted in, like... forever.
Sorry about that. Things have been going to hell here >.< Fenrir's either out fighting or DEAD (I haven't heard from him in forever), Mom, Dad, and Silica are bitching at the elves every day all day trying to get them off my back, and a video game controller is apparently too complex for everyone else in the goddamn castle!
So, pretty much, the past month or so I've been stuck in my room all day playing alone D:
GOOD NEWS, THOUGH!
We caught the bastard spy in the castle, and you won't believe who it was... it's that creepy scientist guy who's been working on HOWL... Artolia or whatever his name was. I stuck around for a bit of his interrogation before things got all bloody (Well, being a ninja, I don't mind blood, but... You know... Seeing a guy tied to a chair being beaten up by a bare-fisted man with a lot of rings on is a different kind of violence than what I'm used to), and... Shit. Dude just wanted some money for his project O_o
Despite being around the castle alot and having his own room, he's actually a private contractor our military hired to invent something to give us an edge against the elves. Apparently, they were expecting something big and scary that makes a lot of explosions, but instead they got HOWL. Dumbass egotistical shits didn't think infinite supplies of soldiers was an edge enough (Damn, Dad seriously needs to start firing people), so they denied further funding for him. So, he turned to the anti-magics O_o
He didn't really want to be an honest to god bad guy, though, so he hyped up HOWL as our "ultimate weapon," and everything he told them always concerned HOWL, instead of giving them more useful info about our military. And, of course, he never mentioned he was the head of that project. Dude actually was pretty smart, and cheated the bad guys out of some cash >.< But, rules are rules, and he's going to be executed by guillotine (Irony!). Which friggin SUCKS.
Me and Silica convinced the military to give him 'til the end of the war, but... I dunno. I really don't want to see this guy die. He didn't ACTUALLY do anything wrong...
Maybe if Dad'll ever get out of the fucking conference room, I'll talk to him about it.
1 comment:
Uh, charming...Still good to know who was behind it. Maybe you could try using him as a bargaining chip or something, or at least get some info out of him. Either way might avoid his death after all,
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