A bad case of... NINJA VENGEANCE... Prevented.
Holy fuck...
I just had an intelligence seeker that just pissed me off super bad. These two old idiots just came in and accused me of withholding vital information critical to their mission. They said that I was "a really bad" person and that I added two whole days to their mission, which is utter bull.
I guess they entered our Agency yesterday requesting info on the most efficient way to Seattle from Victoria. I told them the route I would take would be to take the Ferry to Tsawwassen and then to drive across the border into Seattle. Easy.
But then they were all like, "We found out we could just take the Seattle Clipper from Victoria!" (When she said this she sounded like a stupid idiotic granny). Then I was like "yeah, here's the info." Then they were continued to bust my chops about how much of an idiot I was. So I was like, "You want the most efficient way? You can take a seaplane right into Seattle."
This is when I got super pumped/pissed.
In her most heinous voice she said... "Well, you are a real SMART-ASS aren't you *Too Dark Ninja*?" She looked at my badge on my uniform to find out my name, just to get me ready to fight to the death.
I was so mad, but I only had two choices.
1) Flip out and kill the whole building (Except my friends)
2) Use breathing techniques to prevent a violent explosion of Ninja Vengeance, and keep helping nicely.
I chose number two, cause I like to have a fairly normal life where I can go to plays and have a home with food in the fridge... If I chose number one, I'd be forced to live in a ninja temple in the jungle (I don't Like Jungles that much) and go on missions with lots of spraying blood and explosions everywhere.
So anyway... It turned out that they had a car! No wonder why I didn't tell them about the clipper! It doesn't take cars! There is a Port Angeles Ferry, but it would land them far from Seattle and they would have to take another boat after that, AND it only leaves twice a day! The Ferry I suggested left many many times a day, and they could drive on one simple highway all the way to whatever home for idiotic morons they live in.
Moral of the story:
Assume that the person getting the info is a stupid idiot. Tell them EVERYTHING, even the dumb stuff, cause stupid idiots LOVE stupid idiotic advice. Just look at the state of the world!
Anyhow, writing in my journal and talking to my fellow "intelligence agents" as been very therapeutic for me. Thanks.
I just had an intelligence seeker that just pissed me off super bad. These two old idiots just came in and accused me of withholding vital information critical to their mission. They said that I was "a really bad" person and that I added two whole days to their mission, which is utter bull.
I guess they entered our Agency yesterday requesting info on the most efficient way to Seattle from Victoria. I told them the route I would take would be to take the Ferry to Tsawwassen and then to drive across the border into Seattle. Easy.
But then they were all like, "We found out we could just take the Seattle Clipper from Victoria!" (When she said this she sounded like a stupid idiotic granny). Then I was like "yeah, here's the info." Then they were continued to bust my chops about how much of an idiot I was. So I was like, "You want the most efficient way? You can take a seaplane right into Seattle."
This is when I got super pumped/pissed.
In her most heinous voice she said... "Well, you are a real SMART-ASS aren't you *Too Dark Ninja*?" She looked at my badge on my uniform to find out my name, just to get me ready to fight to the death.
I was so mad, but I only had two choices.
1) Flip out and kill the whole building (Except my friends)
2) Use breathing techniques to prevent a violent explosion of Ninja Vengeance, and keep helping nicely.
I chose number two, cause I like to have a fairly normal life where I can go to plays and have a home with food in the fridge... If I chose number one, I'd be forced to live in a ninja temple in the jungle (I don't Like Jungles that much) and go on missions with lots of spraying blood and explosions everywhere.
So anyway... It turned out that they had a car! No wonder why I didn't tell them about the clipper! It doesn't take cars! There is a Port Angeles Ferry, but it would land them far from Seattle and they would have to take another boat after that, AND it only leaves twice a day! The Ferry I suggested left many many times a day, and they could drive on one simple highway all the way to whatever home for idiotic morons they live in.
Moral of the story:
Assume that the person getting the info is a stupid idiot. Tell them EVERYTHING, even the dumb stuff, cause stupid idiots LOVE stupid idiotic advice. Just look at the state of the world!
Anyhow, writing in my journal and talking to my fellow "intelligence agents" as been very therapeutic for me. Thanks.