Post by Wandering Minstrel on Mar 27, 2012 12:29:10 GMT -6
(Since this is a blog, any characters are welcome to post 'comments' in this thread!)
Righty-o, folksies! This here's my blog, as you've probably guessed by now. Hope I get a good few followers, though I have to admit, I'd be surprised if I don't, with what I have to say.
Now. The first thing you all need to know is that my IP address is, in fact, untraceable, and if you try, you'll get a virus that'll destroy your computer so thoroughly it'll leave your head spinning for a week while you try and salvage the wreckage. Don't believe me? Try. And I'm sure by the end of this week, I'll have destroyed a good hundred or so PCs just because I posted that challenge. Hope you all enjoy the virus! Just don't say I didn't warn you~! And no, your antivirus software won't protect you, lads and lasses. So I'd suggest you don't rely on it. I'm a master of my craft, after all!
The second thing you need to know is, of course, just why you'd want to track my IP address! See, there is a reason for my screen-name, and it ain't because I'm an evil-looking old lady. No, no. First four letters, loves. Have a look at 'em.
...Got it yet? No? If not, well, one, you're an idiot, and two, I'm a member of the Grim, y'fool, do I have to spell it out for you?
Now, any officers reading this, I'd just like to say, shame on you for playing online when you should be doing forensics or something. Also, the virsus'll be coming for you, too, and I reeeally don't think you want to destroy the police database. By the way, all you enterprising fellow hackers here? I'll be changing the virus at random intervals, probably whenever I remember to, so don't rely on learning how the last one worked and devising a clever way to get past it. You'll just end up with another dead PC, and that'd be no fun at all, now, wouldn't it?
Now! I won't be giving any details such as names, locations, or times. And I've even disabled the timestamps on my posts, see? Also, I've devised a way to do time-delayed posts on this rickety little site, so you'll never be sure if what I've just posted is in the right order. And I wouldn't advise you to try, it'd just confuse yer puir little noggins. So as far as I'm concerned, I'm pretty safe. Also, I won't be giving you any information about missions until I've done 'em, so don't think you'll 'at least have a bit of warning' before we strike. Sorry, folks! I'm using internet anonymity to the highest extent.
On to the blog! This's about my first day at the Grim (and good luck guessing whether I've actually written it on my first day, ha-ha). Pretty standard first day, all told. Actually, it's probably similar to any trainer's first day at the job, except without all the roughing it in the wilderness! Nice and cushy, I am. Got me own room and everything. Pretty sweet thing the Grim have going on, really - room and board, free pokemon to start with, training areas... I can definitely see why others'd join. The peopleare a mixed lot - some are like me, just doing their jobs, and others really, truly believe in the cause of the Grim. Honestly, I couldn't care less so long as I've got myself a warm meal at the end of the day. Which I did, as it happens, so they've all got my loyalty, sorry folks. A guy this dashingly handsome still needs to eat, y'know. And yes, I just threw you a bit've a bone - I'm a guy. Amazing. See how far that gets ya.
I got my first pokemon upon joining - a Shiny Aron. Yes, another bone. When you see me in the routes being all evil, you can say "Oh laird, it's Grimalkin, run fer yer loives!" An' you might even be wrong. Yeh, could be me, but how many people out there have shiny Arons? I ask you. I named it, and we headed off to our room to get settled in. Teensy thing, my room, but it does have a table, and while there may not be much in the way of speedy internet in this building, I've got enough tricks up my sleeve to get by. By the way, just for the record? Grim uniforms look horrible on me. Might have to do a bit of sewing to fix that up. Cap might be useful, though. Anyway, took me a good few hours to set up dear old Shannon here. Yes, I've named my computer, shut up. She's my one true lady, she is. (Okay, I might be slightly mad when it comes to computers. Shut up.) My Aron looked at me odd for the way I was cooing over her. hah. Heck with it, I say. If a man can't love on his PC a bit, I don't want to be one.
Went to the Grim-mart and picked up some food and things. Lovely to be able to buy things with money you haven't stolen, I must say. And these folk might even be paying me to steal! Fun for me, and food for me. Love this job already. So yeah, got meself some groceries, and headed back to my room to cook myself some dinner. Tasted wonderful. And my little Aron liked it, too, so that's good!
"What's that?" you say. "A Grim member who feeds his pokemon? Who speaks of it nicely?! The apocalypse is upon us!" Well, first, cool your jets, you silly thing, the world ain't ending any time soon. And second: just because I'm a member of the Grim doesn't mean I'm not a person just like you folk. Mind you, the people here don't exactly encourage it, but I'm a guy just like the rest've you. And like I said, I gotta eat too. And with what I was fired from my last job for? Not gonna get hired again by anyone but a person who'd like to use my, erm, unique skill set. Just because I'm a member of the Grim doesn't make me evil. There are shades of gray in this world, and I s'pose I'm one've the darker ones. And lemme tell you, folks, I'm not quitting my job. I don't even hafta pay taxes!
...Mind you, can't get out of death, but seriously. I don't have to pay taxes. It's amazing.
Welp, s'pose that's all I've got to say for now. Off to bed with me, then!
G'night, all. And have fun with that virus, hmm? ;-)
The Gabbing of Grimalkin
Righty-o, folksies! This here's my blog, as you've probably guessed by now. Hope I get a good few followers, though I have to admit, I'd be surprised if I don't, with what I have to say.
Now. The first thing you all need to know is that my IP address is, in fact, untraceable, and if you try, you'll get a virus that'll destroy your computer so thoroughly it'll leave your head spinning for a week while you try and salvage the wreckage. Don't believe me? Try. And I'm sure by the end of this week, I'll have destroyed a good hundred or so PCs just because I posted that challenge. Hope you all enjoy the virus! Just don't say I didn't warn you~! And no, your antivirus software won't protect you, lads and lasses. So I'd suggest you don't rely on it. I'm a master of my craft, after all!
The second thing you need to know is, of course, just why you'd want to track my IP address! See, there is a reason for my screen-name, and it ain't because I'm an evil-looking old lady. No, no. First four letters, loves. Have a look at 'em.
...Got it yet? No? If not, well, one, you're an idiot, and two, I'm a member of the Grim, y'fool, do I have to spell it out for you?
Now, any officers reading this, I'd just like to say, shame on you for playing online when you should be doing forensics or something. Also, the virsus'll be coming for you, too, and I reeeally don't think you want to destroy the police database. By the way, all you enterprising fellow hackers here? I'll be changing the virus at random intervals, probably whenever I remember to, so don't rely on learning how the last one worked and devising a clever way to get past it. You'll just end up with another dead PC, and that'd be no fun at all, now, wouldn't it?
Now! I won't be giving any details such as names, locations, or times. And I've even disabled the timestamps on my posts, see? Also, I've devised a way to do time-delayed posts on this rickety little site, so you'll never be sure if what I've just posted is in the right order. And I wouldn't advise you to try, it'd just confuse yer puir little noggins. So as far as I'm concerned, I'm pretty safe. Also, I won't be giving you any information about missions until I've done 'em, so don't think you'll 'at least have a bit of warning' before we strike. Sorry, folks! I'm using internet anonymity to the highest extent.
On to the blog! This's about my first day at the Grim (and good luck guessing whether I've actually written it on my first day, ha-ha). Pretty standard first day, all told. Actually, it's probably similar to any trainer's first day at the job, except without all the roughing it in the wilderness! Nice and cushy, I am. Got me own room and everything. Pretty sweet thing the Grim have going on, really - room and board, free pokemon to start with, training areas... I can definitely see why others'd join. The peopleare a mixed lot - some are like me, just doing their jobs, and others really, truly believe in the cause of the Grim. Honestly, I couldn't care less so long as I've got myself a warm meal at the end of the day. Which I did, as it happens, so they've all got my loyalty, sorry folks. A guy this dashingly handsome still needs to eat, y'know. And yes, I just threw you a bit've a bone - I'm a guy. Amazing. See how far that gets ya.
I got my first pokemon upon joining - a Shiny Aron. Yes, another bone. When you see me in the routes being all evil, you can say "Oh laird, it's Grimalkin, run fer yer loives!" An' you might even be wrong. Yeh, could be me, but how many people out there have shiny Arons? I ask you. I named it, and we headed off to our room to get settled in. Teensy thing, my room, but it does have a table, and while there may not be much in the way of speedy internet in this building, I've got enough tricks up my sleeve to get by. By the way, just for the record? Grim uniforms look horrible on me. Might have to do a bit of sewing to fix that up. Cap might be useful, though. Anyway, took me a good few hours to set up dear old Shannon here. Yes, I've named my computer, shut up. She's my one true lady, she is. (Okay, I might be slightly mad when it comes to computers. Shut up.) My Aron looked at me odd for the way I was cooing over her. hah. Heck with it, I say. If a man can't love on his PC a bit, I don't want to be one.
Went to the Grim-mart and picked up some food and things. Lovely to be able to buy things with money you haven't stolen, I must say. And these folk might even be paying me to steal! Fun for me, and food for me. Love this job already. So yeah, got meself some groceries, and headed back to my room to cook myself some dinner. Tasted wonderful. And my little Aron liked it, too, so that's good!
"What's that?" you say. "A Grim member who feeds his pokemon? Who speaks of it nicely?! The apocalypse is upon us!" Well, first, cool your jets, you silly thing, the world ain't ending any time soon. And second: just because I'm a member of the Grim doesn't mean I'm not a person just like you folk. Mind you, the people here don't exactly encourage it, but I'm a guy just like the rest've you. And like I said, I gotta eat too. And with what I was fired from my last job for? Not gonna get hired again by anyone but a person who'd like to use my, erm, unique skill set. Just because I'm a member of the Grim doesn't make me evil. There are shades of gray in this world, and I s'pose I'm one've the darker ones. And lemme tell you, folks, I'm not quitting my job. I don't even hafta pay taxes!
...Mind you, can't get out of death, but seriously. I don't have to pay taxes. It's amazing.
Welp, s'pose that's all I've got to say for now. Off to bed with me, then!
G'night, all. And have fun with that virus, hmm? ;-)
