Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Greetings, honorable guests.  My name is Toshio Yozake, though some people have affectionately nicknamed me "The Cleaner", and very soon I will be 37 years old.  I am currently under employ of the FBI, as I have been for 5 and a half years, now.  I have various interests; I enjoy poetry and various other literary arts.  I also enjoy movies, especially action movies; Enter the Dragon, oh, yes!  Bruce Lee has always been an idol of mine.  Right now, I am enjoying a warm cup of sake, as I am reading a paper that was just faxed to me by my daimyo.


I apologize for my indiscretion, above.  These blogs are...quite tempting.  I had no idea how easily one could get caught up in the process of writing about themselves.  Rest assured, I have meted upon myself the proper punishments for my lack of focus.  It shall not happen again.

Now, then.  Let me explain further.  I have no family.  I have no friends.  I have no one that I may be able to consider a social peer, save perhaps for my fellow FBI agents.  And the Runners, of course.


Do not mistake my above statement, however; I am not saying that I have seen what you all call "Slenderman."  I very much doubt he even knows of my existence.  I am not one of the many ones who fights for survival.  I am, in fact, one of the people they fight against.  My daimyo, a man you all refer to as Fisk, frequently contracts me to ensure that these Runners are wiped from the face of the Earth.  I am quite good at it.

Until now, I have not used a blog; I have seen no need.  None of my targets did, either.  I remember each of them quite well.  They were all very good people.  Their deaths are still lamentable, even now.  But this is my task.  This is my destiny.  This is how I may one day ensure peace.  The number is already 17.  I have two more; a rare occasion for me.  I only hope you have made peace with the fate handed down to you.  I hope you can forgive us.