In Which Outcast Returns to Existence

Damn civilian life.  Damn civilian life and it's responsibilities and it's endlessly infuriating habit of getting in the way of my work.  So much to catch up on, so much to research, so many places to mark and people to punch and missions to accomplish....

But enough about the ironic stress of my "vacation".  Back to work.  Back to what I know.  Back to what I do best.

Thanatos has posed a very interesting challenge for us.  'Tick Tock Total World Domination'.  I must say I admire the attempted alliteration, even if it didn't quite pull through.  Perhaps 'Tick Tock Total Totalitarianism'?  No, that's just silly, and prompts me with the urge to rant about the government.  Which is apparently becoming Blackwood's thing.

On to Mission Five's details.  Our options range all over the world: Australia, United Kingdom, Germany, Canada, and our dear old US of A.  Obviously, Blackwood, ai.r, and I are more partial to the targeted cities in the USA, especially the one conveniently located less than an hour away!  Now, I'm not much one to let my emotions rule my job, but I'd be lying if I said I'm not excited for this.  Finally a task that involves going out and doing something.

However, the time crunch has me nervous.  Who knows where the Truth Soldiers could be lurking?  They could be on their way to claiming our San Francisco as I sit here, typing away each second to failure.

And I really don't take failure well.  Ask my accomplices any day.  You could call my bottled rage suppressed competitive edge a hubris of sorts.

Oh, and as for your last post, Blackwood.  I am, uh... sorry I caused you... concern.  But I can take care of myself without you two worrying over me.

...and I suppose I missed you both a little too.

--Outcast, signing off.