Report 3.00. Sitting Pretty

Hello Father, (no more insults, yet)

My container is sitting pretty and I can work from here with ease. It is pretty obvious by now that I’m sending you reports that are delayed. But I have completed a couple of jobs already and will post the info soon, probably just before my pin and map game.

Lets just say because of this new locations political history and fake current one. There is a lot of work here. I won’t be able to complete my work here on my first visit. I’m beginning to wonder if 500 years is going to be enough time to complete this mission. That said, I’m going to give I a good go. I may have to up my output, which in turn could jeopardise the plan long-term. But hey it’s me father, these people just cannot comprehend the level I think at, only you know what greatness I am capable of.

Until next time.

I am Sailing

Hello Father, hopefully I will have the attention of the reader now and won’t need to insult them anymore.

Just a quick update, my new location is set and I’m on my way right now. I’m in the middle of the Pacific Ocean as I email you this post. Bayley Worldwide Removals is just one of the companies I will use. I’ve managed to purchase the cargo container we spoke about prior to my leaving. I’ve made all of the adaptations and all I can say it’s perfect, this will make it so much more difficult for these so called police that have the audacity to proclaim they are lawmen protecting the good citizens of the world. Aye great career, position of power and great pension more like.

Once I reach my destination I will publish all the usual stuff, it will probably take about a year for the world to sit up and take notice. Once the world figures out what I’m up to then your dream will slowly become a reality and I swear I will continue unabated and your message will be delivered. That’s assuming that all the great minds on this rock can figure it out in the first place. Once I feel that there is a worthy adversary, I will hand myself in to them, explain your dream and then make them let me go.

I know you are against this, but father you made me into what I am and should know I can pull this stunt off with ease. I can calculate the outcome of any scenario, I can look into anyone’s soul, I can read their minds using all the skills you gave me, so don’t worry everything is in order even though to everyone else it’s chaos.

Until next time my old d'Artagnan

Report 2.02. Victims 5 & 6

Hello Father, I did it, I got on the news and in the newspapers here In little old Anchorage. Put that in your pipe and smoke it doubting Blogists

There was a story on ‘KTVA 11 News at 10’ and on the front page of the ‘Anchorage Daily News’ newspaper, check out my scan below.

Anyway on to business. Bugged police info

“The Three Monkeys serial killer has struck again. Two victims have been found in two separate houses on Birchwood Street either side of number 120.

The first victim at number 119 Birchwood was found in the middle of their living room in a pool of blood. They had super glue poured into their ears, their eyes were also super glued and their lips too. They also had their throat slit, it was found at the autopsy that the cause of death was asphyxiation and that they were already dead when their throat was slit. Left at the scene were three more carvings of the three wise monkeys.

The second victim at 121 was found in their living room too, but they had been shot through both eyes, in their mouth and through one ear and out of the other. They also had their throat cut, which was done after the shooting. Another three carvings were found and a blood stained note.

All of the local residents were interviewed; an old lady said that she had seen an obese man in a monks robe running from the area at around 1:30 am. All of the witnesses reported that they heard one gunshot around about the same time.

All of the witnesses were adamant that there was only ONE gunshot, which has thrown confusion onto the case as victim two had four gunshot wounds. Everyone in the department has been left bewildered by these murders and the motive behind them is impossible to fathom. All we know is that the cause of death and three carvings are linked, with all four of these recent murders.

The media has been informed and the FBI have been informed with a delegation coming to Anchorage on Wednesday. Hopefully they will be able to assist us in tracking this psychopath down”

There you have it. Me? A psychopath. How dare they, it’s the world that’s full of psychopaths. I’m the good guy. Jeeze. Pin in the map time

Until next time.

Report 2.01. Victims 3 & 4

Hello Father, a nice little post to make those Cyber Idiots out there realise that I am the real deal.

As promised I’ve been extremely busy. The arseholes up here have only found two of these victims so far, but going on their previous achievements in detective work they have really excelled themselves this time. So once I toy with them a little bit more, my stay here shouldn’t last much longer, which is fine by me cause it’s fucking freezing round these parts.

As usual I’ve been monitoring them and this is what the APD had to say.

“On the 1st of October two African American males were found lying in the bed of a pick-up truck at 4220 Spenard Road. Initially it appeared that they were just sleeping. Upon further investigation it transpired that both males were brutally murdered. These murders were not only brutal but were also extremely bizarre.

Both men had a single piece of Bekaert 18 Ga 4 Point High Tensile Barb Wire entangled through them, starting in the stomach of one man, coming out of his mouth, bent up into one of his eye sockets, behind his nose and out of the other eye socket then twisted and pushed through one of his ears, through his brain and out of his other ear. This continued on to the other man in similar fashion finishing down his throat to his stomach, there were no ends of the wire showing and this was carried out with immaculate percision. The pieces of wire that were showing were covered in various parts of the victims tissue - mainly brain. This was one of the most grusome murders the APD has ever dealt with.

There were two sets of small wooden carvings of the three wise monkeys found beside each victim. The relevance of these carvings and the motive behind these henous crimes have baffled everyone at the department.

This investigation was confused further when after an autopsy it was found that both men’s bodies were severly beaten after they had been killed with the barb wire.

After door to door interviews with the residents of the immediate area. One anonymous witness said that they had seen a large man in a monks robe running from Spenard Road at an incredible speed around 23:45 hours. As of now we have not been able to find this man and an APB has been issued to the whole state. This is all we have to go on at the moment as our team continue their investigation.

This whole thing doesn’t make any sense and if no headway is made in the coming weeks, it has been advised that we bring in the expertise of other government agencies outwith the state.

Information will be realeased to the media in a plea for witnesses to come forward”

See I told you they were idiots that lot.

That barbed wire sure did make a mess of my new wee note, look at those pretty splatters :-)

I have killed a few more, once they discover them and I get a bit of feedback I will stick my trusty pin in my world map again.

Until next time.

Report 2.00. Hideaway

Hello Father, I thought I’d send you a post for the all those arseholes with a modem plugged in and like looking a pretty little Blogs.

Speaking of arseholes (a great Scottish word I learnt from my father) my new temporary home has many of these, especially the ones who work for the government. These have got to be the most incompetent bunch I have ever seen, this one will be easy and should leave a huge statement as I feel I can accomplish quite a bit on my first visit here without detection. I have already dealt with two victims already.

I’ll post you next week when I collate the rest of my data, plan my actions and implement them to perfection.

I've included a scan of a new wee note that I will leave for the Keystone cops when I have completed my good work.

Until next time.

Time to Move

And finally this should have been posted

SUNDAY, March 5, 2006

Hello father, another post for the dregs of society to drool over.

Well that’s my work finished here for now. I’ve just stuck a pin in my world map and my new destination is set

But events have stalled my progress. I’m sorry father for compromising your position. I promise this will never happen again. Once you and I are in position, we will let the dust settle and begin again.

See you in ??????? I’ll pick you up at the airport. Nice try FBI goons, better luck next time.

Report 1.04. Victim 2

This should have been posted on :

SATURDAY, March 4, 2006

Hello father, another post for the bunch of baboons that could swing by my mighty Blog.

Well I thought it was time to start messing with the boys over at homicides puny minds. Messing with their minds was not deliberate choice; it will just be the outcome of a twenty-one year master plan – well it’s a lot more than that if you count Fathers’ work. This is what they are trying to figure out.

“Peter Francesca also worked at SaveOn AutoGlass just off Mission Street at 40 Otis Street San Francisco, California 94104. Witness’s say that a large overweight man in a monk robe shot the man as he lay on the ground and sped off in a car towards Golden Gate.

This car was described as a 1996-98 Acura Integra, two-door, dark, with the front end closer to the ground, with damage to the front windshield exactly the same as the previous murder. There was a difference, this man was also already dead but his eyes had been stuffed into his mouth, an ear stuffed in each eye socket and and his split tongue suffed into where the ears used to be, which was the excruciating cause of death and was done while he was alive. Why this man was then placed on the street and shot is still not apparent.
Left at the scene of the crime were another 3 small wooden carvings of the three wise monkeys, hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil. Police say they are baffled still. A piece of paper was left at the scene of the crime was also found”

Well my wee bloodied note should put the cat amongst the pigeons.

Until the next time

Report 1.03. Media Blackout

This should have been posted on :

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 28, 2006

Hello father, another post for the all those chumps that will accidentally click a link that will lead them to the worlds’ greatest Blog.

You are never going to believe this! After my perceived gruesome murder of the not so innocent George Davis the authorities have decided to keep quiet about my good work. Nothing on the television, radio, newspapers or Internet. Who do they think they are? They were incompetent in the past and I don’t really see them smartening up any time soon.

I don’t care because my next trick is going to baffle and confound them, you see if you can’t see the motive. Ah stupid arrogant people, I love them.

Until the next time

Update Report

I narrowly escaped being caught by the FBI at my home in South-East Asia on the 1st of March 2006. You see my son didn’t take my vulnerability into his equation. So I had to flee and lie low for six months. I never got to post his latest Blog entries at that time. Now that my position and safety have been secured he has ordered me to post the missing Blog entries and then continue with his divine plan (as he now calls it) nothing will stop him and his determination to complete his job has been reinforced by his annoyance at not including my safety in his equation. I was always a stickler for perfection and he is angry at his mistake. He is much worse that he was before. I will post the missing posts later in the week and he will start again and send me his latest posts.

Goodbye

Report 1.02. Victim 1

Hello father, another post for the all the assholes out there that may stumble across my wonderful Blog.

I did some research and I have killed my first victim. I patiently sat back and waited as news of this filtered through the police airwaves and communication networks. I left them some clues – not that I’m trying to make it easy for them because they will never catch me and more to the point, they aint smart enough. The homicide department, which I have bugged, are haplessly trying to piece everything together. Here’s what they know.

“George Davis worked at SaveOn AutoGlass just off Mission Street at 40 Otis Street San Francisco, California 94104. Witness’s say that a large overweight man in a monk robe shot the man as he lay on the ground and sped off in a car towards Golden Gate.

This car was described as a 1996-98 Acura Integra, two-door, dark, with the front end closer to the ground, with damage to the front windshield. It transpires that the man was already dead as his eyes, ears and mouth had had molten lead poured into them, which was the excruciating cause of death. Why this man was then place on the street and shot is not apparent.

Left at the scene of the crime were 3 small wooden carvings of the three wise monkeys, hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil. Police say they are baffled”

Until the next time

Report 1.01. Spotted

Hello Father, another post for all the imbeciles out there that may stop by my Blog.

It seems that the authorities spotted me last night, just outside of the docks on a beach. I’ve been monitoring all the authorities activity since my arrival. I intercepted a report to and from the police about my sighting. This is funny, as they can’t make sense of what they saw. Here’s a word for word transcript of their conversation.

Pier 47 Security Guard

“We stumbled upon a 500lb man in a full length brown hooded Monk’s Robe at 2200 hours during a routine patrol of Pier 47’s perimeter fences. He had just alighted from a small shiny boat. We thought this was suspicious so we approached the big fellow. I called out to him and all of a sudden he started to run, we gave chase and the strangest thing happened. He accelerated away from us like a 100 metre athlete and disappeared into the darkness, remember this was a 500lb man. We ran as far as we could but it was a waste of time, I ended up with a stitch and Joe vomited everywhere. He was heading towards The Golden Gate National Recreation Area. We went back to his boat to see if we could gather any clues or evidence, but the boat had disappeared into thin air, oars and all. All that was left was a patch of milky colored water splashing onto the shore as the waves came in.

We’re all pretty spooked out down here at the Pier 47 and thought that this should be reported to the proper authorities”

SFPD Police Officer Givens

“Have you been drinking?”

Pier 47 Security Guard

“Yes, but not at the time, because of what we saw, both of us have been drinking since. I swear this is what we saw”

SFPD Police Officer Givens

“Look, I will send down a couple officers to take statements, we’ll keep a look out for this guy and make sure there is something put on file.”

Well, well what do you make of that. I love this shit. Anyways while I was on the ship I was preparing my temporary accommodation. I did a check on all of the homes around Pier 47 and managed to find out that there is an empty house over in the Fort Mason area. I checked flights and overseas hotels to narrow this down. I also phoned the house morning, noon and night and there was never an answer. It’s amazing what info you can find out when you can access any database you want in the world.

I’ve just finished programming my robotic insect Bug, those so called experts out there that are supposedly leading the field just don’t have a clue. The answer is in the fuel and engine guys, if your still using your fingers and any kind of physical cable then you may as well give up now. Plenty to do.

Until the next time

Report 1.00. Stowaway

Hello Father, I thought I’d send you a post for all the clowns out there that may stumble upon my Blog.

First of all I stowed away on a U.S. bound Compania Chilenda de Navegacion Interoceanica S. A. cargo ship, I’m sitting in its hold with my laptop as I write this email to you. I’ll need to sneak up on to the deck to send it. I’m somewhere in the Pacific Ocean at the moment roughly about 45° 20' N 220° 55' W. Not long to go now.

I’m programming a stealth worm virus to hack into some, well all U.S. Government databases and more importantly for monitoring the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement to ensure I land on U.S. soil undetected. I will also need access to their information and other departments like The Police to execute my purpose.

I will keep you posted when I arrive and I will make sure I humiliate as many U.S. government officials/police as possible by posting their information on me, their mistakes and their inadequacies. One thing I can guarantee all of you out there is that at some point I will turn myself in and the Police will let me go again. I will do this because I can and as I have previously stated to humiliate government officials/police. Suckers

Oh well until the next time

And so it begins

Having studied Genetics for the last fifty years and considering that I hate this world so much, I’ve been busy, oh boy have I been busy. Busy doing what? I hear you ask. Well I’ve created a solution and he has now ventured out into the big bad world. Not that I had any say in the matter, but I have kept him a secret all these years. I have educated and guided him as much as I could, but astonishingly he left me behind when he was only four years old and he did perform WAY beyond my wildest expectations

He understood his purpose immediately and honed all the skills required to fulfil what I programmed him to do. I am old and weary now and have no control over him whatsoever. In fact it was him who ordered me to create this Blog on his behalf. He asked me to announce his arrival to the world. He said that over the coming year he will send me information to post on this site, he would give me details of his exploits and leave some clues for all those simpletons in cyberspace – his words not mine.

I will post this information as and when he sends it. So to finish this post off here are his first words to you.

“Fools of the World. The links are links”

Mmm, right I see what he’s trying to do.