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Don't Shoot The Messenger: February 2012
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Sunday, February 26, 2012. And here's the one I've been putting off. The one that's difficult to write. Donovan was.he was a man with a hatred of our kind. "Proxies." At least he had respect for the husks. Overall, though, he was a pretty good man. A bit of a coward. Maybe not the best person. But a person who tried. A person with a good heart. Donovan told me that he.tried being a hero. Tried helping people. Ended up h...There's n...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: November 2011
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Sunday, November 27, 2011. Well, I think I can say that this has been the absolute worst Thanksgiving ever. Before we start, let me say that I've got a lot to talk about. This might be a bit belated or get split into multiple parts. Glasses came up to me at one point. Turns out he calls himself Muad'Dib (and I only know how to spell that incredibly stupid name because of Poe). Anyway, Muad'Dib comes up and starts talking to...We at...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: Visions
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Saturday, May 5, 2012. I find myself sitting alone in my room far too frequently now. It's not like there's anyone who'd come by anymore. Not even Nee-chan visits now, because "you're too gloomy, Messi-kun.". I sit That's all I do. I sit. I hear his voice, that alien urging in my mind that I find so unfamiliar. And I listen. I've given up trying to drive it out, because it's not going away. So I listen. And I see things. I'll see t...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: New Command
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Sunday, May 20, 2012. I've talking to Tempest and Jacob about our courses of action. We've needed a lot of replacements. After all, we lost two Trackers and a Messenger, and since Eddie has been relocated, we needed a new Handler, too. Fortunately, we've gotten everyone replaced now, and one of our new Trackers may be a familiar face to some of you. At the same time, Muad'Dib. Oh yes. The visions. There are some memories I ...It's ...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: September 2011
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Thursday, September 29, 2011. So the Glass Man is dead. Don't really know what to say about this. He was kind of an asshole. I didn't really like him. And he was on "your side." Hope you self-righteous arrogant bastard types (and Big Brother) take note of that. My friend is telling people about The Boss! I think I'll fucking murder him. Don't Shoot The Messenger-. Sunday, September 25, 2011. A Talk with Big Brother. M: You called me.
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: August 2011
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Tuesday, August 30, 2011. Another tape from the box. This one's also of Nee-chan. Again, within the year. I'm starting to suspect that this will be a trend. And let me answer a few questions now: no, I haven't asked her about it. What exactly do I say? Hey, Nee-chan, someone sent me a few tapes of you. Any idea who? Anyway, here's the transcript. You ruined my review! Ulysses: Maybe I'd care if you stopped calling my Lissy. In one ...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: [OOG] Big News!
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Sunday, March 30, 2014. I'm Andrew A. Koerner, the primary author of Don't Shoot The Messenger! It's been a long time since DSTM, hasn't it? And feel free to check out some more work in the Trojan Times if you'd like. I'm sure you're not particularly interested in the local or school-specific events, but there's still plenty of enjoyable material. Anyway, that's the status of Don't Shoot The Messenger right now! Tall Dark and Slend...
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: It is Decided
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Wednesday, May 9, 2012. This organization is a fucking mess. Everyone is fighting and dying and the whole thing is collapsing. I know what I must do. Time to begin my final preparations. May 9, 2012 at 8:07 PM. Do those involve checking into a mental hospital? May 9, 2012 at 11:37 PM. Going out with a bang? May 10, 2012 at 11:22 AM. May 10, 2012 at 5:27 PM. May 10, 2012 at 2:06 PM. May 10, 2012 at 5:04 PM. May 11, 2012 at 1:23 PM.
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: March 2012
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Wednesday, March 21, 2012. It’s been a bit, I know. You’re probably all starting to get worried. But now that I’m reporting, it’s nothing but good news. About a week ago, Poe came out of her room and started talking to me. She told me that she was scared and she didn’t know if it would work, but that she wanted to continue what we had been trying to do with Donovan. She wanted to try to become who she was before. And then she smiled.
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Don't Shoot The Messenger: Meeting Justice
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Don't Shoot The Messenger. I just deliver the news. List of the Deceased. Tuesday, May 8, 2012. I met a man. The Path led me to a small shelter. Just a crude hut. I entered and saw a man sitting on a bench, dressed in a dark, hooded cloak, a small scale sitting on the table near his right hand. He looked up as I entered, and as the light penetrated his hood I saw a blindfold across his eyes. The blindfold read, in capital letters, "JUSTICE.". He smiled faintly, cautiously. "Oh. So it's you.". And he simp...
