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Here's DaddyThe Death of Dr. Otto Ort-MeyerHere's Daddy
Agent 47 stood in the basement of the Ort-Meyer Asylum, a dead body lying next to him. It was the last of his “brothers”. A few feet in front of him was a barcode scanner and a platform. 47 picked up the dead body of his brother and scanned the tattoo on the back of his head. The doors in front of him opened. 47 dropped the body and walked through the doors. He walked down a long hallway and entered a circular room.
47 stopped and waited. Various medical equipment and monitors cluttered the room. He stared slowly at the metal door in front of him. It was like all
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Wilco's LifeA Day in The Life Of Roger WilcoWilco's Life
0548: Wake up. Force myself to sleep for 5 more minutes. It won’t hurt. You won’t be late. 0730: Woken up by ComPost message from Commander Kielbasa ordering me to get my worthless carcass out of bed or I’ll be drowned in a bucket of my own cleaning fluids. 0740: Get out of bed when Kielbasa threatens to make good on that threat. 0742: Change into my uniform. Attempt to get something edible out of the Replicator in the kitchen. Fail. 0745: Get some coffee and a couple donuts out of the Replicator in 8-Rear. 0800: Report to the bridge. Clean the Captain’s log entry box
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MoselyDetective Mosely sauntered into the New Orleans Police Station with a surly look on his face. He’d had to take the bus to work for the third day in a row, and it was starting to make him angry. The doctor said his hand would be fine in a week or so, but Mosely hated waiting. Besides, it prevented him from doing his paperwork. Walking into his office, he was surprised by the spiky-haired man slouched in the chair at his desk. Knight. The person he least wanted to see right now. Actually, Mosely was glad to have some company. He didn’t exactly show it, though.Mosely
“Knight! What the hell are you doing in my office?” &n
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Sludge's StorySludge’s StorySludge's Story
Sludge Vohaul, Master of the Universe and Conqueror of Xenon was restless. As amazingly powerful as he was, there was only so much he could do. At the moment, he was waiting for word from his Sequel Police drones that they had eliminated Wilco.
Having nothing better to do, he began running diagnostic checks. Everything seemed fine. Having nothing better to do, Vohaul began reflecting on his life (or rather, he began to scan through the memory files that contained his memories). The first thing in the files was his brother.
He and his twin Slash had been quite different. Though both had great intellige
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