Bingo! It's me, your pal, Masquerad. Missed me? I'll take that warm silence as a yes, eh?
I've been watching from the sidelines, and i've gotta say, you fellows have been awful boring lately, you know that? I mean boy oh boy, i'm surprised you've managed to keep yourselves alive. If it wasn't for the absolute idiocy of those cavey morons, you'd be dead. Anyway, it's time to put things right, and we'll start right now:
I want to see some action, some fire, something! Anything to make this pitiful husk of a reality worth my time. So what I want you, my brave and loyal Cypherites, is to go out there, onto the streets, and do what y'all do so well.
Kill. I'm not picky of whom, just kill. Zion, Merovingians, EPN, Machines -- if you must. Just make the Cypherite presence known. And who knows, if you do well, I might even grace the best of you with my presence--Some people are going to find out what i'm really getting at with this, and it'll only be the best, i'll say that much.
So... what are ya standing there gawking for? Go shed some blood, people! Chop chop!
-Masquerad






