Chapter 04

Chapter Four
The teams all here


   Well, damn, I wasn't able to write this yesterday after the meeting. I had planed to write my next entry as soon as possible, I'm glad you take all breaks in my continuity as mere writer mishaps because you all think I'm just making all this up. I wish I was, then I would be a genies but I'm just here writing away.
    In any case I wish to say that I must keep trying so as to show you what happened, so here is my best account.

...

   I was beckoned in by the ever enigmatic Director of the Organisation, and called to the meeting of my Team. "Come," He said. "You are each vary special and unique. Such as that so far, you are the only intelligent entitys we have yet chosen as agents. You had better make it count. I suppose I should introduce you each, by your code-names and job titles of course. You may socialize after missions, and even give each-other personal information if you wish, but that is not up to us.

     "First up we have the Saighdiúir." He points at the third person in the line, farthest from me. "His job is simple on this team, he is to fight and defend. To be honest, most of your work is going to be on the beasts we must sometimes battle in the way of the missions of the Organisation.

     "Next up is the Mörder, due to your tendency's we have you restrained for this meeting." He quickly gestured to a girl who was in the center and was in a actual damn straight-jacket! "We also have you drudged up on Adrenalin so that we can speak with your second half. Your job is quite simple, you are to keep yourself in the center of all operations and to kill any threats to the Organisation."

      "Finally we have the Pirata," He said pointing at me of course. "Your job is fairly simple, you will be mostly used for recon and the acquisition of certain objects that belong in the reliquario. You will also be a leader at times when the three of you are in the field together.

   "In addition to each of your unique talents, we are allowing each of you to have a companion of sorts. These may seem like mere objects, at least your first Encantado, but they are living in a manner of speaking. One of you," He looks at me again, then continued. "has already received his. Another," He shifts his gaze to the other guy. "will find his familiar and in the safe-house we have set up for him. But still, we must bestow upon you," Now he's looking at the girl. "your gift. In the package in front of you is a pair of scissors... you insisted, or at least a part of you did. Anyway, these are not simple improvised weapons. These were forged by a psychic whom we hired to summon the spirit of Muramasa, one of the greatest sword-smiths of all time. He imbued these blades with his own special kind of bloodthirsty magic, and they are all yours if you work with us."

    And that I'm afraid is where I must hold my tongue. I supose I'll be getting a mission soon. In any case I am tired my Friends, goodnight.

Chapter 03

Chapter Three
A ghost of an idea


   Well, here it finally is. Today I was contacted by the organisation, the scum. In any case I was brought in to meet the two they have me teaming up with. Whatever... It could have gone allot worse.

   I suppose it should be expected, allot of weird things have been happening sense I last put up a message. First the Organisation sent me a little package that contained a message telling me that sense I had no real ability as of yet I was to 'tame the being' they had sent me, which I supposed was going to help me on missions. The box contained what appeared to be nothing but an old DS Lite and a black Gameboy cartridge with a black and grey label that says Pokemon.

     Well, given you are reading this story you probably know what I'm talking about so I'll cut to the chase. I had of course a working knowledge of the Creepypasta scene, duh, and I kinda figured what it was. This was the Creepy Black version of the game, but why was it here and why was the Organisation asking me to 'tame' it. This wasn't a haunted game, right? I'm pretty sure it was just a hacked game and... Whatever, I suppose I should just play it and find out.
     I popped the game in the DS Light, which shouldn't have worked but... whatever. It worked, and fairly normally, until I noticed something off about the second screen. Since it wasn't a DS game it should not have had a button on the second screen but it did for some reason. I clicked it, because duh, and the entire thing seemed to shut down. 
    "Hello master." Came a Text Bubble on the screen. Slowly a Ghost sprite from the game, the one I had gotten as my Pokemon in this Version that I had played it a bit to confirm, and the sprite seemed to be waiting. Still... their wasn't any response buttons so I sighed and got up the courage to look like an ass and speak to the thing.
     "Hello, Ghost" I said to it. "I'm your master?"
     "Yes" the sprite said. "I'm a somewhat altered Tamagotchi sorta thing the Organisation infused with Dark Magic. I suppose this cartridge already had some black mojo going on and they capitalized on it."
     "Yeah I herd it was a hacked game, so they added to the creepiness. Anyway, may I ask why they sent you to me?"
     "I was informed that you were to be my master, a handler of sorts, and that you and I would gather others simpler to myself as a sort of basic side mission for you to gather strength or something. In any case, your my master now!"
     "Fine," I sighed, "I suppose you have some sort of systems I can use to help me... whatever, can I watch TV on this thing?"
     "YES! I have modified the system for my own uses, I can also connect to any other video game system using the chords in the box. But that doesn't mater now, now you gotta go to the Organisation. You have a mission."
     I quickly got going, now I'm waiting to get into the room with my new teammates writing this with the help of Ghost, I hope it goes well.

Seamus

Well... Feck it. Check out, in the usual place, my next subordinates crazy account... I really hope people stay more realistic to these characters...