Adam Saxondale [The Master]

[Filtered to the Agency/CORE]

In light of yesterdays activities the following is going to be your punishment. I will kill one person in every department.

I expect each department to make the decision about who will accept the punishment on all of your behalves. The family of the deceased... well, I'd like to say they will be rewarded but they wont. Just pick who you want dead and let me know. Failure to comply will... well, it won't be pretty.

Whoever blew up my car is going to suffer a long and painful death.

There ends the public service announcement.

[Address of Shannon Reeve's LAPD precinct.]

One hour.

Everyone is so panicked, you're all running around like little headless chickens blaming an unknown photographer for it all! I think you should just be lucky it wasn't sniper fire. Maybe I'll order that next.

Oh shock and horror, I told someone to take pictures! Does my evilness know no bounds?!

I want you all to pay attention, my little reincarnate friends. This is what happens when you cross CORE. I will track you down, I will make you watch as I kill your friends, lovers, children or whoever you happen to have in the house at the time. Then I'll torture you until you beg me to make the pain stop, and if you're lucky like Joelle, I will end it for you.

Here ends the lesson.

[OOC: Included in the post are pictures of Joey and Alan's bodies in various mutilated states as written about here.]

Ladies and Gentlemen, the time has come!

We're planning something big, but we need Camelot and the Agency distracted. Very, very, very distracted. I need you to torment and frustrate the supposed 'good' guys. I'm giving you all a week of planning, I want to see something happen the week starting the 7th December.

Be careful not to get caught, but don't worry about being subtle. I want them to know we're doing it and I want them to be so distracted we can move in to take advantage of the chaos we're going to cause.

I don't care who you pick or why, just have fun with it. I'll be e-mailing you all a list of known Camelot members, but don't let that limit you. If they're not with us then they're against us.

Have fun!

I'm not keen on Los Angeles. It's too fake and too Harper. We need to move away from that and reinvent ourselves. So I'm taking a vote, where shall our new and shiny HQ be?

I also trust you're all doing some work and not just sitting around waiting for some sort of instruction.

If you're all waiting for orders, to be told to go out and do something naughty then you'll be waiting a very long time. When I get ideas, I implement them. I expect all of you to do the same.

Don't let the reincarnate world forget that we're here. If you want to do something then do it, don't wait around for my permission or approval because you probably won't get it for a very long time due to the fact that I'm annoyingly important and generally busy trying to win this little war.

Just whatever you do, try not to bring too much attention to yourselves as individuals. All of you are expendable and I won't stick my neck out to save your life if you get the wrong sort of attention.

Just get out there and do something! Spy on Camelot, blow up a Camelot supporters home, kill a Camelot member, make a poster showing how great we are or whatever it is you lot are supposed to be good at. I'm not paying you all to sit around and do nothing, am I?

Now this could be rather interesting. It's so good to see the Agency finally talking about doing something to protect the little people. I wonder how long it's all going to last, or how long it's going to stay at just arresting and detaining us.

This is really growing quite tedious. How am I supposed to get adequate help around here? Put an add in the paper? I can see it now:

Wanted

Evil person of reincarnated origin needed to help wage a war against those who would see us remain second class citizens of the world when we're obviously far superior. Skills needed: Strategic thinking, an ability to follow through and general evilness. Please call 0800 666 666, for further information.

Somehow, I can't see any newspaper running that advert seriously.

You're all impossible, a large group like this and none of you will even try to run this thing with me? Despicable. You should all be ashamed of yourselves!

Little miss Harper Kennedy was proving to be a huge disappointment, so I'm afraid I had her terminated. She has such potential, but unfortunately she just wasn't reaching her targets. All talk and not enough productivity.

So it looks like I have a job opening, I need to talk to someone about that.

I'm honestly surprised more of you haven't taken me up on my offer. Are you all just not scared enough yet? The idea of going from fainting into a coma and never waking up again isn't real is it? It's just a hypothetical talked about by a scary man on the Internet, is that what you think?

You're all so very, very wrong. It's going to be so interesting to see who puts their pride before their lives. Or even the lives of people they love.

Yes. Now I'm threatening loved ones. Where will the madness end?!

The clock's ticking, it won't be long now before we're lining up the caskets for you.

Well, well, well, isn't this interesting. So many people getting sick all at once. It's almost as if somebody did something! Now who would do a thing like that? Certainly not me.

However, it does so happen that I know what's going to happen to everyone who's feeling a little under the weather. There's going to be a little bit of nastyness I'm afraid, nothing too terrible until later on in the week where you'll slip into a coma and then probably die. It's such a shame, so many of you had such potential.

That is why I'm offering you a one time deal on a cure. You can all have it, at a price. Loyalty to me, maybe some money and you all get the general idea. So who wants it?

I strongly suggest you all stay out of the city tomorrow. Trust me, going out and getting some fresh air will make you feel so much better in the long run.

Those stupid enough to ignore this piece of advice - oh, do I really have to explain what will happen? That's such a terrible cliché and I'd rather avoid having to spell things out for all of you.

Consider this your only warning.

Now that Big Brother's almost over I have no idea what I'll be doing with my evenings. I find watching people contained in a house going about their lives while controlled by an unseen team of megalomaniacs to be quite therapeutic. It's just one of the things I have in common with the rest of Britain.

I guess I'll just have to find something else to fill my time with and keep me busy. I'll think of something. We all need to have our normal interests, after all.

Oh dear Parker, you will be missed by about three people. Possibly. Maybe two. It's difficult to tell over the Internet, it could be that the lurkers support you in E-Mail, but we'll never know because you're stuck ten years in the future without a TARDIS.

The future's an interesting place, by the way. Lots of you are dead or have children. Well, I say interesting, really it was very boring and dull. No excitement. It's really such a shame, I had high hopes for my future dictatorship over all. Looks like I'll just have to work harder.

Now, now, now this is something!

Go forward in time ten years and look at the things you'll find out. I'm apparently dead although the circumstances around that are a teensy bit too vague for my liking. Anyone got any information about that?

So come on! Tell me all about the last ten years of your lives.

Oh all of you fretting about this silly little war! You do all make me laugh so, so, so much. You think that making plans and speeches will keep you safe? Nothing will keep you safe.

Not the Agency, and not Camelot.

At least CORE will have fun.

I'm Adam Saxondale, and you all know me as the guy that drugged the water. Nice to meet you all!

Things might just be looking up.

Does anything interesting ever happen around here?