The children have come out to play Cowboys and Indian.

I better be cafeful before the druid rolls up on me in his shit-coloured truck and throws a package at my head.

The great Shadow-Big Pimp-Stalker and his heroic harem of whores (you guys ride the short bus to work?) have announced their intentions. The only reaching you will be doing is around some poor schmuck's giant ass to tickle his balls. Do not fuck with me, son.

Darkie, you're a chump. I'm not even going to waste my time with you.

Ron, this is not about laws or justice. It is about destroying life. Something you are quite familiar with.

As soon as all you all get your heads out of your asses, we'll set off some fireworks.

You sound like all the rest dym, you talk big because you have a person we care about hostage. Walk away and let her go and you will live a little longer. Hurt her or anyone else, I will introduce you to Void and I will watch as it devours you body and soul.

His life is over. I have made an offer to some important people to end this. They have a project based on some of my research that they were never able to make work, because the imprtant part of the equations never left my head. Everyone else can figure out the rest.

I do not want this one dead, he will get the dubious honor of "field testing" the device. I wonder if I will get the equations right the first time.

Good luck hiding Tovarischt, at least make the game fun for them - I have money riding on your being a hard catch with some friends from the former seventh directorate.

Shadowstalker wrote::lol: You sound like all the rest dym, you talk big because you have a person we care about hostage. Walk away and let her go and you will live a little longer. Hurt her or anyone else, I will introduce you to Void and I will watch as it devours you body and soul.

Shadowstalker, you convinced me to let her go! Pat yourself on the back while I bow before you. Congratulations. Good work! Outfuckingstanding.

After all, killing someone in jail is hardly something to be proud of or boast about. Killing her while she is peeling beets, however, now that is an achievement.

Now we just have to find someone with keys to The Hole. Monday, if we're lucky.

Kei Nakamura wrote:I wonder if I will get the equations right the first time.

Probably not. You're looking pretty fucking retarded from where I'm standing.

Kei Nakamura wrote:Good luck hiding Tovarischt, at least make the game fun for them - I have money riding on your being a hard catch with some friends from the former seventh directorate.

Define fun? Watching their Russian pals get systematically grated?

So you know some of the ass monkeys from the 7th directorate? Hold on a second while I pretend to be impressed.........alright, we're back again.

Ron Caliburn wrote:Dym, if this isn't about laws and justice then the proper authorites should be on you promptly.

Congratulations, you're about to experience the fun of the Russian penal system with your own words as proof.

Afterall, you're the one spreading sensitive government information right now.

You would think that wouldn't you?

Yes, and very soon I am going to spread a fucklot more than sensitive government information.

Whoopsy. My bad. Glad someone just happened to be near by with an atropine injector though. There is not much in The Hole to react to. I wonder what it could have been?!

Life's fragile. Be careful out there in Lazloland.

I have heard so much about you, Aleksandr.

Extinguishing your light is going to be very, very sweet.

But not before I rip the vocal chords of your little ptichka out of her throat.

Sasha wrote:some time next week when we expect to be able to get her out.

Listen up Lazloland. You won't be hearing a peep from me until the skank is out of jail. Enjoy!

And after that, about the only thing you will hear is different people telling about another dead Russian.

As I said, the war of words is over. Time to stop barking and start biting.

Although I may pop in from time to time just to remind you all how much you actually do suck. Not that the bodies flowing down the Moscow River past Gorky Park won't be enough of a clue.

What are they to me? Just make sure that you don't wind up "missing", my friends in your country don't play nice - but the do return favors.

Academics may not come after you in person, but we tend to have friend in many fields, all over the place.

Oh and sorry about the automobile, that is not the way I work, but some peoples habits die hard.

Jesus... I come back from the busiest week in my career to this? I should have known that I was missing a case of kidnapping on top of everything else this week...

Dym, I'm not familiar with Russian laws, though, perhaps I should be... I don't see how any of this is legal, in any nation. Not only is your disregard for the law disgusting, but the fact that you involve children in your issues is also untolerable. Mind, this is not a threat, but I believe that if Natasha is not relinquished that your life will not be lived long after this point. Tell me what it is you want, and I'll try to hold some sort of mediation. Let's talk, because seriously, do you want more blood to be shed? I question whether anyone *ahem* WANTS to kill purely for the sake of killing. You've made it obvious that you want SOMEONE and are willing to *ahem* hurt innocent children to get that individual, but haven't made it clear who it is you want for those who aren't familiar with the situation in Russia. I know you say that the war of words is over, but I feel that the idea of a peaceful resolution hasn't been explored yet. You've already hurt Natasha, that much is clear, and is unforgivable... But to get her back alive would be a greater blessing than to have your head on a stake, in my humble opinion.

This is Fate. I’ve just hit U.S. airspace and my PDA started to work again. I see we can’t stay out of trouble while I’m away. Who exactly is dym? Why does he think he can come to the society and make threats and most importantly why is he still breathing?

Dym if you ever threaten Hanna again, I’ll have you raped by wild boars, and then I’ll cut you open and feed you to them. I hope I’m clear, she’s a little girl who has seen far too much in her short life and she doesn’t need you threatening her.

Koralth, dipshits, and company:

99% of what I do is illegal, I guess; I don't really care.

I did not involve children, Natasha did when she contacted Hannah. You have to wonder why. What is she is up to.

Notice how she came here to Lazloland and immediately attracted Bert to her. Let's not forget that Bert has had a traumatic life. Easy target, in other words. She is just building him up to chop him down. The bigger they are....

Micahel T, too. "Oh can I be your apprentice with your big bad magic?" She has wormed her way into the middle of his life, which only just recently burned down around him. He has been forced into killing girls close to him. Maybe Natasha will be next. If the world could be so lucky.

Seriously, look what happened to Holister. He was so desperate to get a whiff of her snatch he pulled strings to travel to Russia to see her as soon as possible. A very short time later, he went completely off of the reservation and really cannot seem to find his way back. He should kill her for what she did to him. She destroyed his life. A man who just wants his dog back is a sad man, and it is all Natasha's fault.

You should kill her for what she has brought to your little club, but especially for the lives she has ruined. And will continue to ruin if she is not stopped.

If any of you cum guzzlers care about life, freedom, and justice you will kill Natasha. The difference between you and me though, I want to kill that whole fucking team. It is not that I want bloodshed or have something personal against them, but bloodshed is just a natural consequence of pain, which is what I am interested in.

You try and spread lies here like spreading seed on rock. They will find no place to sprout.

Bert, she is the liar. Come on, bro, I really had hoped you were smarter than that.

You sound like a man blinded by pussy, bro. Has she given it up yet? Or she is still playing the hard-to-get game?

Just thought you should know something, bro. Right now she is gaining control of your mind being all cute, charming, and vulnerable - all you penis wrinkles think she is some little bunny rabbit that wandered into a wolf den? She knows exactly what she is doing.

And then, Bert, when she lets you fuck her this way and that way until you're dry, well, bro, then she's got your balls under her command, too.

Mind and balls sort of thing. For guys, those are the same things aren't they.

That's not going to work. I trust Natasha implicitly.

Simple math, bro.

Don't be a fucking idiot.

You don't know her like I do. If you did you would never even attempt this farce.

Dym you are so full of horseshit you could make a mountain out of it. Your Lies are not even resonable, your arguements are weak, and you are a fool to think such lies would even work in the first place.

I honestly regret not being able to see the look on your faces when you finally get it.

Like I said, I am interested in pain.

I talked to Lyosha and Irina the lawyer. Irina was able to see Natasha again. She is pretty much back to normal in regards to her allergic reaction.

Couple of things going on here.

First, none of this is happening in a void. dym as hard as he is trying - he is doing a hell of a job - is leaving a trail. Even Kei seems to have gotten close. He is going to lay low for a while, let the heat cool. Of course, he already started with that by saying he was going to wait until she is released to anything.

Second, several things have already happened to help narrow in on this guy, but he remains out of reach. This is going to be a very difficult one to catch.

We appreciate your support for Natasha and efforts. Please do not underestimate this guy. He easily could have killed her, no telling he could not do it again.

You can claim the victory. You push me deeper under the ground.

Round One: The Introduction is come to the end.

You will know when the next round starts.