| From: | Thunda <Thunda@*********.CX> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Re: Lynch |
| Date: | Sat, 4 Jan 1997 21:05:46 +0000 |
it before, and I'll say it again, you have a price. Maybe nobody's
found it yet, maybe somebody found it, but didn't survive the encounter,
I'd be curious to understand the feelings of your wife and family,
knowing that you don't give a damn whether they lived or died,
interesting.... Why did you bother geting hitched in the first place,
only to allow them to die in the belief that you loved them. You
weren't prepared to sacrifice yourself for them, jeez, you're a colder
sonofabitch than I am, but then, at least I can't help it.
If I run out of friends, of which I don't have many anyway, that is my
problem, if I end up with the world hating my guts, and looking to put a
bullet through my head, that is also an achievement, though I wouldn't
expect you to understand hwy it would be. If I continue to destroy
larger and larger targets, that is my option, but not part of the
present operational parameters, right now I'm after metahumans. Though
I have a desire to destroy something larger. Something like the Houses
of Parliament, or the Champs Elysee, or maybe the Branderburger Gate, I
haven't really decided yet. Maybe I'll go after congress, but then that
wouldn't achieve what I want, it would merely be cleaning out some
filth, to fill it with more.
One thing you are wrong about. It doesn't matter how hot I become, I am
too useful to people not to be employable. Little stunts like these are
nothing compared to some of the things I've done in the past, and are
nothing to some that will be done in the future, this is merely a stop
gap, and advertising process. People will see what I am doing, will
recognise that though I am hunted, I am still publicly declaring my
actions and accepting responsibility, they will see that I am still
evading the sorry little security agencies and they are running around
like chickens with their heads hacked off.
Death doesn't hold any fears for me, I am death, I am already dead.
Termination would be a welcome release. I just can't permit it.
Easy won't be so kind??? What on earth does that mean, the little
murderous psycho ripped cyberware out of a person she shot in the back
of the head in a brothel, what the hell do you mean nice, the dirty
little slitch is more contemptible than me, though only marginally. If
you mean the actions she portrays in the poorly faked film she provided
as *evidence* of my demise, then you must be a sorry sonofabitch to
believe that fantasy movie. Or do you live a life buried in Fictional
fantasies.
If Skull knows of worse things than death, then he and I have more in
common than you might know.
How could I refuse such a pleasant invitation. Consider your alarms
activated, I will do what you wish. As someone once said, the more the
merrier. I look forward to your personal involvement in the hunt for
Thunda. Have a blast, maybe a few home truths will sink in while you
search. Maybe if you're successful, you can continue to brag about your
unverifiable achievements and personal heroism.
You do live in a strange world Commander Drake, most of your people
aren't purchasable? Really? How interesting, your department must be a
very small thing then, a department of one, I'd say.]<<<<<
-- Thunda <20:58:13/01-04-58>
*****PRIVATE: K7
>>>>>[I have an invotation I wish answered. Send a frame to Interpol,
make a _lot_ of noise about Commander Paul Drake. Send him a
personalised letter bomb, something nice and subtle, that'll get through
standard security measures, but will be picked up before it reaches his
desk. I want him to know I'm interested, and I want him to realise that
he isn't untouchable, leave some sort of gift token so that he knows the
letter is a joke, and that I merely toy with him. This could be the
extra involvement that is needed. With these many people searching for
me, some secrets are going to come out that the Firm wouldn't like. If
I die during this it is too bad, I will have achieved the beginning.
God be with you.]<<<<<
-- Thunda <21:01:47/01-04-58>
*****PRIVATE: Sher Khan
>>>>>[Life is getting warmer, I believe that the relay system is
becoming compromised. Reset all pointers, moving to new location.
Instigating next phase of operation.]<<<<<
-- Thunda <21:04:51/01-04-58>
*****PRIVATE: T4
>>>>>[It is time.]<<<<<
-- T1 <21:04:17/01-04-58>
*****PRIVATE: T1
>>>>>[Done.]<<<<<
-- T4 <21:07:11/01-04-58>
