Good news: I found Fail!Stacey.
Bad news: I found him in pieces inside of a garbage bag.
It's obvious that one of my brothers got to him, and I think I know which one...
I also found a small computer laying nearby. He appears to have left himself signed in to some site called 'Twitter'...
Heh, not like he'll be needing it anymore.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Idea
Maybe I should do as Maneir suggested, and look into Tumblr... It might prove to be an interesting experience.
I think I'll go for a walk first, and sort out a few other errant thoughts.
Until next time, Glen.
I think I'll go for a walk first, and sort out a few other errant thoughts.
Until next time, Glen.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Sorry for the lack of updates...
... But I haven't had anymore 'flashes' recently.
I certainly don't like were the direction that the 'journals' were going, though.
A Nazi scientist running experiments in an attempt to revive the dead? Ancient ruins?
It doesn't take a fool to realize that it doesn't/didn't end well.
I certainly don't like were the direction that the 'journals' were going, though.
A Nazi scientist running experiments in an attempt to revive the dead? Ancient ruins?
It doesn't take a fool to realize that it doesn't/didn't end well.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
'Entry 40'
Doctor’s Journal:
Entry 40
March 17, 1942
Old Ruins
[illegible] request finally went through. We’ve begun moving to our new location, away from the font line.
The new laboratory is built within some ancient ruins. They have a certain… Air, about them.
I’m not sure if that’s a good thing, but I suppose that only time will tell…
Entry 40
March 17, 1942
Old Ruins
[illegible] request finally went through. We’ve begun moving to our new location, away from the font line.
The new laboratory is built within some ancient ruins. They have a certain… Air, about them.
I’m not sure if that’s a good thing, but I suppose that only time will tell…
Friday, July 15, 2011
'Entry 32'
Doctor’s Journal:
Entry 32
March 9, 1942
Location Classified
Yet another disobedient failure. He almost escaped, too. Thank the gods for .50 armor-piercing rounds.
Unfortunately, he managed to take out five of our men before he was subdued. As far as their families will know, it was merely an ‘Unfortunate Lab Accident’.
Well, ain't that just f_in' peachy?
I apologize for not updating as often as I should. I'm still trying to figure out the meaning behind these 'journal entries'.
Is my imagination/subconscious just f_ing with me?
Am I really remembering journal entries, word for word?
Am I even the one who wrote them?
That, and I'm just an ass who loves a little suspense. :)
Entry 32
March 9, 1942
Location Classified
Yet another disobedient failure. He almost escaped, too. Thank the gods for .50 armor-piercing rounds.
Unfortunately, he managed to take out five of our men before he was subdued. As far as their families will know, it was merely an ‘Unfortunate Lab Accident’.
Well, ain't that just f_in' peachy?
I apologize for not updating as often as I should. I'm still trying to figure out the meaning behind these 'journal entries'.
Is my imagination/subconscious just f_ing with me?
Am I really remembering journal entries, word for word?
Am I even the one who wrote them?
That, and I'm just an ass who loves a little suspense. :)
Sunday, July 10, 2011
"Entry 27"
Doctor’s Journal:
Entry 27
March 6, 1942
Location Classified
Failure after failure. Weak stock, incompetent associates, and that constant - godforsaken - sound of gunfire.
I’m not sure how much longer I can work under these conditions. [illegible], the only competent one among the other scientists, has been trying to get us moved to a more suitable location.
I sincerely hope that he can pull it off, the higher-ups aren’t easily swayed.
Entry 27
March 6, 1942
Location Classified
Failure after failure. Weak stock, incompetent associates, and that constant - godforsaken - sound of gunfire.
I’m not sure how much longer I can work under these conditions. [illegible], the only competent one among the other scientists, has been trying to get us moved to a more suitable location.
I sincerely hope that he can pull it off, the higher-ups aren’t easily swayed.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
The First of Many...
Doctor’s Journal:
Entry 23
March 3, 1942
Location Classified
As the days go by, more and more soldiers fall to the Allied Forces. No matter, they can still serve the Fuehrer even in death.
More bodies merely means more fodder for the project. If only they would stop screaming upon reanimation…
Oh, goody. I was a Nazi who made attempts to raise the dead. That always ends well...
Entry 23
March 3, 1942
Location Classified
As the days go by, more and more soldiers fall to the Allied Forces. No matter, they can still serve the Fuehrer even in death.
More bodies merely means more fodder for the project. If only they would stop screaming upon reanimation…
Oh, goody. I was a Nazi who made attempts to raise the dead. That always ends well...
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