[With a heavy bang, the audio recorder comes on, and there are footsteps running away from the sound of the recorder. A door slams and then there is the sound of someone being sick for a moment before the door opens and someone sniffles. A ruffling sound of blankets before Martha mutters...]

...damn it!

[And the recorder turns off.]

[Expect one of these a day. Martha has access to all of the journal stuff, save for what's marked private to the Master or between the trio. As such, some people are getting busted. All of these come from journal stuff, so yeah.]

[Filtered to the Higher Ups]

Current Highest Priority threats that need to be picked up immediately.

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[Video post. Martha is in a dark room and lit nearly entirely with computer/television monitors, of which there are a massive amount. Every one shows something different, and Martha is standing behind to figures that are bent over work stations. Her hand is on the shoulder of one of them, and her fingers aren't friendly. No, they're squeezing and ( Read more... )

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I'm so damned sick of people whining. Do you really want to feel my blades on you?

Christ. The Admirals a fucking idiot. Leaving us with a bunch of pathetic people like you inmates.

Nathan! You had best be on your best behavior. You should come and find me someone to play with.

I'm bored.

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