“Imagine the second time you watch an episode of your favourite show. There is the version that the writer had in their mind sitting in front of their laptop, the version that the director had surrounded by the production crew. There is the version that the actor had reading the script, and during rehearsal, and the one that they performed on the day of filming. The version that got recorded. There is the version you experience as you watch it for the first time, with all your own reactions and feelings added to the mix. The version of it that you remember afterwards. The reviews and fan responses online. Then the version you watch the second time, where nothing about the recorded version changes except that your memories of it, the time you've had to reflect on it, the knowledge of what already happens, changes it all.
“And now there's also the version of you imagining all this. So it can get complicated pretty fast.
“Or to put it another way... Trying to follow the relationship between David Bowie and Ziggy Stardust while trying to follow the relationship between Bowie and Stardust and Johnathan Rhys Meyers' character Brian Slade (a version of Bowie) in Velvet Goldmine, and his relationship to Maxwell Demon (a version of Stardust) in that film, and their relationship to Slade's fan and later investigator Arthur Stuart in that movie, and Stuart's relationship to the actor who portrayed him, Christian Bale, and Bale's relationship to Bruce Wayne, and Bruce Wayne's relationship to Batman. All at once.
“And trying to have a conversation with one person who is constantly becoming all of these people and back again.
“Would be one way to describe plureality, I guess.”
20140731
20140730
Mr. Clean's Team - Endnote
TOP SECRET
RECONNAISSANCE OFFICE
Washington, RC
Office of the Director December 27th, 1999 AX
MEMORANDUM FOR: MS. MORNINGSTAR
SUBJECT: THE MAGENTA TASK
We sent a second cell team to investigate what happened to the first cell team.
Pilot had inserted prime Clean team at coordinates 44 - 33 - 23. The prime Clean team hadn't returned to extraction point at the appointed time. When second team arrived at the coordinates there was no sign of the prime team ever being there.
Second team then went to the chateau to locate target. Target was never there. This is according to eyewitness reports from people in the chateau and waitstaff.
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Mr. Clean's Agency
20140729
Mr. Cube's Team
The door to the chalet opened up, letting in a flurry of snowflakes in the blizzard winds. Maggie glanced at the door to see two men walking in laughing up a storm, followed by a young lad who should have been skiing with his frat brothers and a very stunning North American native following behind with a strange look on her face.
"Mags!" Max shouted.
"What the hell?" Maggie asked. "I said I was going away for a few days to rest - how did you find me?"
"You can't keep secrets from Control," Max told her. "He's like your boss..."
Control could be her Boss, she thought. Though she didn't know how he was able to tap into streams and send a team to control them, to make sure they didn't unweave...
"I'd like you to meet Grimm, Percy and that sourpuss over there is Alannah X. I guess the X stands for X," Max said. Maggie could see that they had the markings of a cell team but here they were in the middle of a chalet and apparently socializing.
"Each scenario ended with death," Max told her as if she understood, but at the moment she was as lost as the trio he had walked in with. "I gambled and won!"
Max stood beaming like a snake in the grass. Maggie saw the look of a man comfortable in knowing what his soul purpose in these worlds was. A recognition of sorts.
She smiled as it finally kicked in with what he done.
"Mags!" Max shouted.
"What the hell?" Maggie asked. "I said I was going away for a few days to rest - how did you find me?"
"You can't keep secrets from Control," Max told her. "He's like your boss..."
Control could be her Boss, she thought. Though she didn't know how he was able to tap into streams and send a team to control them, to make sure they didn't unweave...
"I'd like you to meet Grimm, Percy and that sourpuss over there is Alannah X. I guess the X stands for X," Max said. Maggie could see that they had the markings of a cell team but here they were in the middle of a chalet and apparently socializing.
"Each scenario ended with death," Max told her as if she understood, but at the moment she was as lost as the trio he had walked in with. "I gambled and won!"
Max stood beaming like a snake in the grass. Maggie saw the look of a man comfortable in knowing what his soul purpose in these worlds was. A recognition of sorts.
She smiled as it finally kicked in with what he done.
Vactionius Interuptius
Maggie raised her feet and placed them on the ottoman; stretching out some in the chair she could hear her bones creak and pop showing their age.
"Where's the snap?" Colleen inquired with a chuckle.
Maggie let a laugh escape from her lips. She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long while and was glad to be amongst the company of strangers. Beings with no idea that their lives hung on a thread intertwined with other threads that could unravel.
Colleen got up from the chair. "Be right back, just got to powder my nose."
Maggie nodded as Colleen walked towards the dining area. She reached for the novel that she had been reading and flipped it open to the page she was reading when suddenly...
"Where's the snap?" Colleen inquired with a chuckle.
Maggie let a laugh escape from her lips. She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long while and was glad to be amongst the company of strangers. Beings with no idea that their lives hung on a thread intertwined with other threads that could unravel.
Colleen got up from the chair. "Be right back, just got to powder my nose."
Maggie nodded as Colleen walked towards the dining area. She reached for the novel that she had been reading and flipped it open to the page she was reading when suddenly...
20140727
Mr. Clean's Team VI
Fists were flung and blocked; Max stood there looking bored rather than a fighter. It reminded Grimm of the movie where the hero had woken up in a dream world made by computers and the hero was unlocking fighting techniques. The fight was going on longer than Grimm had anticipated, much like a cat playing with its prey before coming in for the final blow.
"What the hell are you?" Grimm grunted.
"Your worst nightmare," Max replied and then a wry smile crossed his lips. "Or a new friend."
"What the hell are you?" Grimm grunted.
"Your worst nightmare," Max replied and then a wry smile crossed his lips. "Or a new friend."
Spa Day
She really didn't know when was the last time she had a day to herself. Three or four decades to say least and she was glad to have a respite. Away from the hustle and bustle of the worlds around her and just take some me-time.
"So, where you from?" Colleen asked.
"Oh, from around here and there. I rarely stay in one place these days," she replied. She didn't want to go into details since if she told the truth Colleen might consider her 'unstable' and would end their brief friendship. But considering that Colleen read Kaye-Silence books her mind might have been open. "I'm not accustomed to relaxing like this, it feels nice to be doing so."
Colleen nodded.
"I say we crack open a bottle of wine and let our hair down for the evening," Maggie said. "Let's give these March Break kids a run for their money."
"So, where you from?" Colleen asked.
"Oh, from around here and there. I rarely stay in one place these days," she replied. She didn't want to go into details since if she told the truth Colleen might consider her 'unstable' and would end their brief friendship. But considering that Colleen read Kaye-Silence books her mind might have been open. "I'm not accustomed to relaxing like this, it feels nice to be doing so."
Colleen nodded.
"I say we crack open a bottle of wine and let our hair down for the evening," Maggie said. "Let's give these March Break kids a run for their money."
20140726
Mr Clean's Team V
Grimm had been around long enough to know that this fellow was as good as they get. They were rounding each other off, doing an informal square dance, sizing each other up. He didn't know how Max knew where they'd be and what their objective was.
One thing for sure was that his employer had a mole in his organization and he was going to get to the bottom of it, that's for sure.
Grimm feinted and Max wouldn't take the bait; it seemed he knew what Grimm was going to do and when.
"We've been through this dance many times before," Max said.
"What the hell does that mean?" Grimm said. He presumed Max was using some kind of psychological crap on him. "I've never met you before."
"We've been here many, many times," Max told him. "Each time it ends the same."
One thing for sure was that his employer had a mole in his organization and he was going to get to the bottom of it, that's for sure.
Grimm feinted and Max wouldn't take the bait; it seemed he knew what Grimm was going to do and when.
"We've been through this dance many times before," Max said.
"What the hell does that mean?" Grimm said. He presumed Max was using some kind of psychological crap on him. "I've never met you before."
"We've been here many, many times," Max told him. "Each time it ends the same."
Intiution
A shiver ran down Maggie's spine. Much like a Jedi she sensed that there might be a disturbance in the force, or that she was just getting colder.
"Brrrrrrr," Colleen said as a bunch of frat boys entered the lodge, leaving the door wide open. Snow was drifting in and she brought the shawl she wore tighter around her neck.
That's what I felt, Maggie thought. A bunch of morons enjoying too much beer and not enough senses. A waiting staff rushed to the door and shut it.
"Brrrrrrr," Colleen said as a bunch of frat boys entered the lodge, leaving the door wide open. Snow was drifting in and she brought the shawl she wore tighter around her neck.
That's what I felt, Maggie thought. A bunch of morons enjoying too much beer and not enough senses. A waiting staff rushed to the door and shut it.
20140725
Mr. Clean's Team IV
When Grimm hit the snow the first thing he saw was Percy and Alannah lying on the ground. Both were stunned and pretty well incapacitated.
"What the hell?" he muttered. Did his employer send them here to be ambushed?
He glanced around the area to see another fellow standing there, dressed in white winter gear, a tuft of blonde hair from the hood. Grimm's mind kicked over the bio of Maggie and her known associates. Max Cube, but he was supposed to be dead.
"Maggie deserves this rest," Max stated. "There's no way in HELL I'm going to let you guys interrupt that!"
"What the hell?" he muttered. Did his employer send them here to be ambushed?
He glanced around the area to see another fellow standing there, dressed in white winter gear, a tuft of blonde hair from the hood. Grimm's mind kicked over the bio of Maggie and her known associates. Max Cube, but he was supposed to be dead.
"Maggie deserves this rest," Max stated. "There's no way in HELL I'm going to let you guys interrupt that!"
Savor The Moment
Colleen put down the coffee on the end table; the coffee hit the spot.
"You know a girl can get used to living like this," she replied. "Being waited on hand and foot with everything that you could possibly want delivered to you."
Maggie stood up and stretched; it'd been a long while since she was able to relax and let her guard down. To her it felt like ages of traveling to and fro from one battle to another. This was her time away from the spotlight.
"Don't tell me I'm boring you," Colleen inquired.
"Oh, no," Maggie replied. "Just needed a stretch or else I'll take root to the chair."
"These are the most comfiest in the universe, that's for sure," Colleen said.
"You know a girl can get used to living like this," she replied. "Being waited on hand and foot with everything that you could possibly want delivered to you."
Maggie stood up and stretched; it'd been a long while since she was able to relax and let her guard down. To her it felt like ages of traveling to and fro from one battle to another. This was her time away from the spotlight.
"Don't tell me I'm boring you," Colleen inquired.
"Oh, no," Maggie replied. "Just needed a stretch or else I'll take root to the chair."
"These are the most comfiest in the universe, that's for sure," Colleen said.
20140724
Mr. Clean's Team III
The door of the chopper opened up onto the bitter cold, snow entered inventively, almost blinding the landscape below. The red light was on and the trio snapped into secured lines.
"Shit," Grimm said as he checked his gloves to make sure they were secured. "Why couldn't this hit take place in Bermuda?"
"Quit your bitchin'," Alannah X scolded him. "That's why you get paid the big bucks!"
"See you losers on the ground," Percy said as he hooked up a clip from his belt to the rope and disappeared into the snow like an illusionist in Vegas.
"Damn punk, always showing off," Grimm growled.
"Shit," Grimm said as he checked his gloves to make sure they were secured. "Why couldn't this hit take place in Bermuda?"
"Quit your bitchin'," Alannah X scolded him. "That's why you get paid the big bucks!"
"See you losers on the ground," Percy said as he hooked up a clip from his belt to the rope and disappeared into the snow like an illusionist in Vegas.
"Damn punk, always showing off," Grimm growled.
The Book Club
".... and so on that note he seems to think that he is a person made up of thousands, possibly millions, of the same soul," Maggie said. "Like one person made up of a colony of organisms."
"...orgasms?" Colleen questioned.
Both Maggie and Colleen stopped and then they shared a chuckle.
A common bond of reading seem to weave a friendship as they chatted about ideology and what Kaye-Silence was really up to. The cover of Fables of an Invisible Being showed a city and what looked like a homeless guy leaning up against a building; the city scene reminded Maggie of New York City. She missed New Amsterdam, having been there since the beginning and...
"Black."
Colleen ordered a coffee, black, from a passing waiter. He smiled and nodded and went off to the dining room.
"Do you mind if I borrow the book once you're finished?" Colleen inquired. She had seen a bookmark toward the end of the novel.
"Once I'm finished with it, it's yours," Maggie replied.
"...orgasms?" Colleen questioned.
Both Maggie and Colleen stopped and then they shared a chuckle.
A common bond of reading seem to weave a friendship as they chatted about ideology and what Kaye-Silence was really up to. The cover of Fables of an Invisible Being showed a city and what looked like a homeless guy leaning up against a building; the city scene reminded Maggie of New York City. She missed New Amsterdam, having been there since the beginning and...
"Black."
Colleen ordered a coffee, black, from a passing waiter. He smiled and nodded and went off to the dining room.
"Do you mind if I borrow the book once you're finished?" Colleen inquired. She had seen a bookmark toward the end of the novel.
"Once I'm finished with it, it's yours," Maggie replied.
20140723
Mr. Clean's Team II
Grimm looked at the hologram face of the target. A woman who seemed to be in her late 20's or early 30's with a very angelic looking face. He was wondering why a huge team was needed for such a fragile looking woman.
"Pretty," Percy spoke. "Too bad we got to put her down."
Alannah X glanced at the hologram; she had seen it a few times before. She loved to study the face of her targets. Alannah was thorough and had read the bio of their target. "She's extremely dangerous, she has a kill list of 3,000+ confirmed."
"Sweet Jesus, that many?" Percy inquired.
"15 minutes til contact," the pilot interjected.
Grimm shut down the hologram. Alannah reached behind her and flicked on the red light as the normal lighting went off. Time to get their game faces on.
"Pretty," Percy spoke. "Too bad we got to put her down."
Alannah X glanced at the hologram; she had seen it a few times before. She loved to study the face of her targets. Alannah was thorough and had read the bio of their target. "She's extremely dangerous, she has a kill list of 3,000+ confirmed."
"Sweet Jesus, that many?" Percy inquired.
"15 minutes til contact," the pilot interjected.
Grimm shut down the hologram. Alannah reached behind her and flicked on the red light as the normal lighting went off. Time to get their game faces on.
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