Sunday, 29 April 2012

Correspondence 11

Specter: Hey. Update. Important update.

Turncloak: What is it?

Specter: Did you know about The Plague Doctor's plan?

Turncloak: What plan?

Specter: The bastard had his Oathbreakers creating Artificial Dying Men!

Turncloak: Fuck really?

Specter: Yeah! Me and The Nest are working together now out of necessity to stop the bastards.

Turncloak: Wow.

Specter: So how are you doing?

Turncloak: Going to save my sister from a bunch of fear researchers. I intend to do so with as little killing as possible but not promising anything.

Specter: Ah well good luck with that.

Turncloak: You too.

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Correspondence 10

Specter: Hey. Just contacting you to thank you for the advice and inform you of my current status on the mission.

Turncloak: You're welcome.

Specter: Yeah. Slendy got that nest you were telling me about to stake out my apartment. Been having a fun time fucking with his head. He's not very bright.

Turncloak: You really shouldn't be telling me this.

Specter: But you already know who I am?

Turncloak: Yes but no one else does so stop giving people clues.

Specter: No one is going to read this but us and later your sister though?

Turncloak: If all goes well yes but we're dealing with the fears here. Things don't often go as planned.

Specter: Right... Sorry.

Specter: Anyways I interrogated two of the people you asked me to interrogate. They told me some interesting things. I'm really curious about this plan of yours now.

Turncloak: You'll have to wait. Anyways what did they say?

Specter: ... Well the first one said the third call point is at the Carnivak in Norway and that Slendy is the key.

Turncloak: Damn I already knew that.

Specter: The second said: The Quiet can't be controlled and The second point is in Basek.

Turncloak: Well that last bit is interesting and the first bit is obvious but still worrisome.

Specter: Ok none of this means anything but I don't like the few implications I'm getting.

Turncloak: Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.

Specter: I'm starting to think that's what I should be worried about.

Thursday, 22 March 2012

Correspondence 9

Turncoat: Sorry it's been so long I've been busy with the whole sister thing. Listen it's time. Time for you to help out with the plan.

Specter: Seriously? Finally.

Turncoat: Yes finally... Unfortunately... I also know who you are now. Sorry about that.

Specter: Oh...

Turncoat: I know about your change in situation and that's why I'm asking you this.

Specter: Ok.

Turncoat: You need to find the following names and make them tell you everything they know about The Quiet.

Specter: The Quiet? Why?

Turncoat: Can't tell you yet. They're servants. I don't know what kinds so be careful.

Turncoat: Michael Sentenin, Vinci Garlos, Rise Setter (Obviously not a real name), Patricia Neimis and Lina Salit.

Turncoat: Good luck. Oh and have you heard about the fear gang war that went by recently near you?

Specter: Yeah?

Turncoat: Be warned. The Slender Man got way more power in the area from that and, from what I hear, though he lost one of his best proxies in the area he's gained two highly feared operatives. A nest and a Willing Doll so be careful.

Specter: Will do.

Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Correspondence 8

Turncoat: Motherfuckers!

Specter: Woah what the hell?

Specter: What's happening?

Turncoat: Give me a minute.

Turncoat: Ok... Sorry about that. It was her.

Specter: Her?

Turncoat: My sister! She's a monster now.

Specter: Oh...

Turncoat: One of The Cold Boy's little pets... It was The Shadow...

Specter: The Shadow?

Turncoat: Sorry can't explain. I just... I saw my sister today. She thinks I'm dead and I can't tell her I'm alive.

Turncoat: I'm going to have to do horrible things around her. I can never tell her I'm still alive...

Specter: That sucks.

Turncoat: Yeah... Sorry just needed to vent.

Specter: It's all good.

Monday, 2 January 2012

Correspondence 7

Specter: Hey... Just contacting you to say Happy New Years.

Turncoat: Oh... Yeah... It's new years today huh...

Specter: You seem a little out of it?

Specter: Something wrong?

Turncoat: Just... Got a new job recently and I have a really bad feeling about it

Specter: Well I'm still in Russia so pretty sure we're good.

Turncoat: God damn it don't tell me where the fuck you live!

Turncoat: What the fuck man?

Specter: Sorry!

Specter: There are like millions of people in Russia though no worries.

Turncoat: Anything that narrows it down is bad.

Specter: Right right sorry.

Turncoat: Just stop telling me things ok

Specter: Ok

Friday, 16 December 2011

Correspondence 6

Turncoat: No no no don't worry everything is still good!

Specter: Oh good. I thought you were dead or something.

Turncoat: Nope just busy.

Specter: What's going on?

Turncoat: Don't know exactly. The fears are preparing for something.

Turncoat: I'm getting lots of jobs.

Specter: As long as you aren't sent after me.

Turncoat: That would suck.

Specter: Hey what do we do if you are?

Turncoat: ... I guess I'd have to kill you.

Specter: Oh...

Turncoat: No hard feelings if I do?

Specter: No and no complaining if I end up killing you in self defense.

Turncoat: Deal.

Friday, 9 December 2011

Correspondence 5

Specter: You still safe?

Specter: Hello?

Specter: Well fuck...