Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Gates Open

The Gatekeeper emerges and begins his own hunt. The black leaves will fall. I am Cerberus. I am Agent no more. Clarice, wait for me.
The black leaves claimed what is mine. For that, revenge. Even against the master's wishes.

23 comments:

  1. Revenge? You this all on yourself. I simply did as the Master ordered. If you fight is with anyone, it is with him.
    Oh, and I'm taking good care of her. Stop this at once, or you know what will happen. Don't make me hurt her. I would rather not. You know how much I would rather not. Even if I don't wish it, the Master will and he will extend my hand.

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  2. Listen, mutt. Black Leaf has been issued his orders. This will be dealt with swiftly. That I had a create an account just for this warning when I have other objectives that need completion angers me greatly.
    Do not interfere with The Hunt. Do not disrupt The Mark.

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  3. Boy howdy. Well, it certainly seems like there's a lot of history here. I don't suppose anyone would be willing to fill the rest of us in of this little drama?

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  4. how many times have you been asked if you know who the keymaster is?

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  5. Black Leaf: friend of the past. Agent of Boston. Overseer of The Mark.
    Al(X)one: our superior when the Master is not around.

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  6. An interesting motif. Cerberus, the guardian of hell, unchained.

    Released from his duty?

    What were you guarding? What sort of hell, what pit of Tartarus?

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  7. Father wont like this one bit. Black do have this under control or do I need to send you some help?

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  8. @ Stormecho: Where the Lost Ones go. I can say no more. My lips were sealed in literal sense on this matter when I took my charge at the New Millennium.
    Black Leaf holds the source of my loyalty. I should have perhaps refused her request when she pitied the prey. My messages sent because she begged.
    Rescue and revenge are my new chain now. If I have my way, black leaves will fall, The Mark will sunder, and she will be in my arms again.

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  9. You silly, romantic fool. Fine. Have it your way. You will be intercepted before you can enter Boston. After that, I have no control of what happens to you, but she will be safe as long as I can stop you from interfering.

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  10. Congratulations, Mr. Cerberus. Incidentally, could you help me with the anagram you posted on my blog? I think I deciphered the first line, but apart from that I can;t make heads or tails of it. I'll repost it here in case you don't remember:

    "Keen too RuSs

    BeD ruff Stow sOx.

    ace seven nigH

    ebb reel ill writ

    on

    flanders root

    ade Pent."

    I apologize for the game jacking accusation I made on my blog; I thought you were just a troll.

    Anyway, if you could help me out with this, I'd greatly appreciate it. If you do decide to help me, you can comment on my latest post, or email me at scotthowardphillips@gmail.com . Thanks!

    -Scott(Cataloger)

    P.S. Fuck you, Black Leaf.

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  11. You know, I knew things were screwed up in Boston, but I never would have guessed in less than one week since my return that things could snowball this much.

    @ Cerberus: Hey, man. Is there anything I can do?

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  12. @ Ron: Stay alive.

    @ Scott: I do not have the exact translation, as I kept no record after I rearranged the letters. What I want of you is to spread the word about Pete. Bring others to his blog. Guide him, and encourage experimentation against the master. What he can do for your cause will become clear soon enough as he tries new things.

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  13. @ All: the hour grows late. Look for me on the 1st of March.

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  14. Cerby, you're nuts if you think we're going to employ a scared amnesiac against stick.

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  15. I see what you're doing, Cerberus. It won't work. The man "Pete" was is dead.

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  16. So you both knew who I am this entire time? Tell me. Who am I?

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  17. That's the million dollar question, isn't it? Hmm. Perhaps if you were to accept my generous offer and join us...

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  18. That's the second time you've given Pete that offer. It almost seems like you don't want Pete playing for our side despite being released to be "prey".
    Pete, ignore this guy from now on. Don't listen to anything he has to say. While I don't have the luxury of being able to ignore him, you do.

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  19. Forgive me for not having anything more civilized to say but. . .

    Go 'head Cerberus.

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  20. Hey, Cerberus. You okay man? If so, call in.

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  21. Oh, come on, Ron. All this stage setting, just for a short entry where he supposedly gets the red shirt treatment? Unless Cerberus is a huge decoy protagonist, that just isn't in the cards.

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  22. First of March. You still there Clyde?

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  23. This is the nerve-wrecking part. I hope he's still with us, but he WAS attacked by a Revenant. Maybe Cherub's rght, though. There was a lot of set-up to this day.

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