Post by Rivers on May 31, 2020 11:34:40 GMT -5
Before any of you knuckle heads attempt to find me for the things displayed in this little enterprise I'm about to take on I just need to let you know this has been pre-recorded, and by the time it airs I'll be long gone, and keep you wrapped up in legal red tape until your death if you attempt to bring any charges against me for my actions. Enjoy, and please go fuck yourself.
Tampa: The University of South Florida to be exact. In this Post Covid world of ours businesses were just starting to reopen, and within the phases to get us back to a hundred percent there were three. Florida, was going into Phase 2, although, our Governor who can be deemed absolutely worthless had not set a date yet. We had the death of George Floyd where a white cop with a history of abuses, and no punishment did the unthinkable. Placed his knee against the neck of Floyd for 8 minutes and 34 seconds. Now an autopsy was being performed, and Michael Baden was being called in to make sure there was no funny business. No the Preliminary results go something like this. Heart disease, asthma, and a history of alcohol abuse contributed to the death of George Floyd. Did being pinned down to the ground speed up the results? Likely. Something else happened which has lead me here tonight. Irony has many shades, and I was left in awe, and also just scratching my head, but then it also confirmed to me what I had all ready known, and what happened to me, was no mere coincidence, and actually for the best. My confidence was back at an all time high. I was healthy again, and was going to stay that way. I had a clear direction in front of me, and I'm sorry but I couldn't let you in on it. Whatever glue that was holding the inner rage of people dissolved. Riots and looting were happening across America.
Now, before I direct you to my location, and you know how I work by now nothing is exact but I'll get you close. I wanted to tell all of you who support this type of action that you were what is wrong with society. Burning down your own community only hurts you, and everybody around you. Looting puts you in the path of angry business owners who have a right to shoot, and kill you if they catch you stealing, or being violent toward them. This whole thing is called population control, and once you turn the corner from being a citizen to a vigilante guess what? Nobody gives a fuck what you did for your community, that you have a family, and friends, you just become another statistic that failed to work to prevent this types of actions from happening. Now there are a few cities that are going to call in the National Guard. Instead of businesses shooting you now the National Guard can do it, and nobody will blink an eye because its in the same of justice, and not criminality. But, before any of that happens, let's have some fun shall we?
"Two clicks to the right...."
I had a long range sniper rifle set up on one these building. Try to guess which? My adrenaline was pulsing through my veins, and I was clearly excited about this new venture. Mowing down looters was one of the rare fun times I would receive. Now my mind was a mix enjoying myself during this down time, and surfacing questions about the Enforcer, but more on that in a little bit.
"Right between the eyes! No Xbox for you!"
You may be asking yourself how much were you getting paid for this since you were out here thinning out the crowd. Well, I cannot disclose that information, but I will tell you I was all ready having a hell of a lot of fun.
"Enforcer, just what do you enforce any way? Looking at your name it constantly makes me wonder. It can't be Insurgence because I've never seen you actually take any initiative since I've been here. I know it hasn't been a long time, and you've probably got more excuses than I care to deal with. So continue with what you've been doing. Be silent. Let your actions speak for you. Which tell me you're absolutely nothing! You're a no talent hack whose riding on the coat tails of whoever will still let you. Sounds about right doesn't it? Didn't take long to figure you out at all. If you had actually wanted to enforce something you would have all ready shown up. But the fact that you haven't truly speaks volumes. Do you even have a real name, or does every idiot walking around in real life call you enforcer, because I have to tell you man to man that would get old really quick. I mean really fucking quick!"
I spin the sniper rifle again and pull the trigger. This time the bullet goes into the back of some unsuspecting bastard's head, and their head explodes like a watermelon. Goddamn! What a fucking night to be alive!
"Now, before you condemn me for my actions, and take on your first really solid action by trying to enforce me, there's something you should know. An action like this is just another reaction. Except this reaction is something that needs to happen. I am the vengeance nobody wants to talk about! But you see it up close and personal. Right in your face. You can't back away, and Enforcer, you are next on the list. Some how, some where. You'll never know if my sights are actually fixed upon you watching your every move. Until Showcase, and it appears we know how that is going to turn out. So get your fellow Insurgence members who are left because I'd love to pick them off furiously while they are none the wiser. Since I showed one of my playing hands they are going to be on guard, and they should be. I realize this is short, but honestly, what more needs to be said? Your name, it just makes people wonder, and unfortunately for you, you haven't done jack shit to back it up!"
I pick another looter out at random, and pull the trigger. I don't know how long I'd be here shooting looters in the barrel but it would likely until this idiots stop which would be the trail of bodies would be piling up but that was fine with me. These people didn't deserve to live, if they were going to act like they wanted to be shot. Irony... you have to love it.
Tampa: The University of South Florida to be exact. In this Post Covid world of ours businesses were just starting to reopen, and within the phases to get us back to a hundred percent there were three. Florida, was going into Phase 2, although, our Governor who can be deemed absolutely worthless had not set a date yet. We had the death of George Floyd where a white cop with a history of abuses, and no punishment did the unthinkable. Placed his knee against the neck of Floyd for 8 minutes and 34 seconds. Now an autopsy was being performed, and Michael Baden was being called in to make sure there was no funny business. No the Preliminary results go something like this. Heart disease, asthma, and a history of alcohol abuse contributed to the death of George Floyd. Did being pinned down to the ground speed up the results? Likely. Something else happened which has lead me here tonight. Irony has many shades, and I was left in awe, and also just scratching my head, but then it also confirmed to me what I had all ready known, and what happened to me, was no mere coincidence, and actually for the best. My confidence was back at an all time high. I was healthy again, and was going to stay that way. I had a clear direction in front of me, and I'm sorry but I couldn't let you in on it. Whatever glue that was holding the inner rage of people dissolved. Riots and looting were happening across America.
Now, before I direct you to my location, and you know how I work by now nothing is exact but I'll get you close. I wanted to tell all of you who support this type of action that you were what is wrong with society. Burning down your own community only hurts you, and everybody around you. Looting puts you in the path of angry business owners who have a right to shoot, and kill you if they catch you stealing, or being violent toward them. This whole thing is called population control, and once you turn the corner from being a citizen to a vigilante guess what? Nobody gives a fuck what you did for your community, that you have a family, and friends, you just become another statistic that failed to work to prevent this types of actions from happening. Now there are a few cities that are going to call in the National Guard. Instead of businesses shooting you now the National Guard can do it, and nobody will blink an eye because its in the same of justice, and not criminality. But, before any of that happens, let's have some fun shall we?
"Two clicks to the right...."
I had a long range sniper rifle set up on one these building. Try to guess which? My adrenaline was pulsing through my veins, and I was clearly excited about this new venture. Mowing down looters was one of the rare fun times I would receive. Now my mind was a mix enjoying myself during this down time, and surfacing questions about the Enforcer, but more on that in a little bit.
"Right between the eyes! No Xbox for you!"
You may be asking yourself how much were you getting paid for this since you were out here thinning out the crowd. Well, I cannot disclose that information, but I will tell you I was all ready having a hell of a lot of fun.
"Enforcer, just what do you enforce any way? Looking at your name it constantly makes me wonder. It can't be Insurgence because I've never seen you actually take any initiative since I've been here. I know it hasn't been a long time, and you've probably got more excuses than I care to deal with. So continue with what you've been doing. Be silent. Let your actions speak for you. Which tell me you're absolutely nothing! You're a no talent hack whose riding on the coat tails of whoever will still let you. Sounds about right doesn't it? Didn't take long to figure you out at all. If you had actually wanted to enforce something you would have all ready shown up. But the fact that you haven't truly speaks volumes. Do you even have a real name, or does every idiot walking around in real life call you enforcer, because I have to tell you man to man that would get old really quick. I mean really fucking quick!"
I spin the sniper rifle again and pull the trigger. This time the bullet goes into the back of some unsuspecting bastard's head, and their head explodes like a watermelon. Goddamn! What a fucking night to be alive!
"Now, before you condemn me for my actions, and take on your first really solid action by trying to enforce me, there's something you should know. An action like this is just another reaction. Except this reaction is something that needs to happen. I am the vengeance nobody wants to talk about! But you see it up close and personal. Right in your face. You can't back away, and Enforcer, you are next on the list. Some how, some where. You'll never know if my sights are actually fixed upon you watching your every move. Until Showcase, and it appears we know how that is going to turn out. So get your fellow Insurgence members who are left because I'd love to pick them off furiously while they are none the wiser. Since I showed one of my playing hands they are going to be on guard, and they should be. I realize this is short, but honestly, what more needs to be said? Your name, it just makes people wonder, and unfortunately for you, you haven't done jack shit to back it up!"
I pick another looter out at random, and pull the trigger. I don't know how long I'd be here shooting looters in the barrel but it would likely until this idiots stop which would be the trail of bodies would be piling up but that was fine with me. These people didn't deserve to live, if they were going to act like they wanted to be shot. Irony... you have to love it.