The Oregon

Agent Oregon. Name is classified- Security risks are everywhere after all. I will do my job as good as any other Freelancer.

[agent-oregon]

Whoever put my white garments in with a single red sock.

Don’t you have better things to do?

[uuuhshiny]

Green

[agent-oregon]

agentcalical:

Wait back the truck up, How do you know I’ve even broken any rules? You been following me Egon? I’m gonna have to start singing that ‘feels like somebody’s watchin me’ song when I see your ass around. Plus I haven’t stole anything from you yet so don’t even worry about it. Speaking of, where the hell were you before here and how the fuck did you get here? Secondzies, how many times a day do you clean your gun? 

Statistically, it’s safe to assume that you have broken rules. And you already just admitted to the ‘flaming-pillow’ incident just now. I don’t follow anyone around, but if things happen around me, I am inclined to take note. I was stationed in ONI, Agent California. One of my specialties is information gathering and analyzing. I happen to clean my gun twice a day.

[agent-oregon]

agentcalical:

I shouldn’t be surprised. Of course you know every rule. And fuck that. Guidelines. Guidelines aren’t rules they’re guidelines so I don’t really have to follow them, therefore I’ve broke none. And don’t bring up the pillow in the rec room. That shit was on fire when I got in there. I was trying to put it out when I whacked that grunt with it. Fucking grunt half walked into it. That might have been one rule I broke, accidentally of course. If anything it was a good lesson in safety. Don’t walk into a room without first surveying it. 

I don’t know what to reply to this Agent California, except to say that you don’t have to ‘justify’ anything to me. I am only your peer- but if you feel the need to justify your actions out of guilt, then perhaps your time is better spent apologizing to Command?

You are also correct. That is a good lesson for new recruits to learn.

[agent-oregon]

agentcalical:

It’s not…did you really just call fucking sparklers contraband? Fuckin killin me smalls. And you’re only sayin it doesn’t matter cause you didn’t have any friends when you were younger. We might have been friends if you didn’t report them, but we’ll never know cause you reported them.

……Did you just…you just…[Cali ran a hand over his face shaking his head from side to side] I can’t even with you Egon. You’re…I bet your ass knows every rule on this ship by heart don’t you? Don’t you?

Yes, I know every rule on the Mother of Invention, Agent California, you’re supposed to know the rules before you join. That’s why they send you the Project Guidelines. But again, yes, I know all the rules. If you do not, I can arrange some time to meet with you to teach you about them. And point out all the rules you’ve broken that I’ve observed since you’ve been stationed here.

[agent-oregon]

agent-nh:

New Hampshire couldn’t help but raise an eye brow at the other taking notes rather than paying attention to his introduction. He couldn’t help but become curious with the whole situation. He wondered if it was some form of test. “Uhh…” He couldn’t help but start, he was confused more than anything. “Well, I’m a mechanical technician and I guess I’m good at CQC.” He told the other glancing down his at fidgeting hands “I was a helljumper before being recruited to the project and before than of course the marines” He answered with a frown of discomfort. He looked at Oregon his head tilted to one side. “Is this some sort of test?” He couldn’t help but blurt out. 

 Oregon looked up and blinked,”Are you currently distressed at the notion that you are being ‘tested’? Why does that garner a negative reaction?” Oregon took a small bite of his ration bar as he jotted a few more notes down,”It seems you are nervous, but that’s unusual. This is a Project- did you not realize that we are being ‘tested’ every second? Every second of you caught on camera is used to judge and analyze you... Or, do you think I was sent by Command to test you? No- I have not yet been assigned to such a duty. I’m merely making observations that could be useful in the future. My specialty is data-analysis, heavy-armaments, and sabotage or demolition.”

[agentcalical]

agent-oregon :

I have no idea what you’re talking about, Agent California. I would not take such contraband into my own possession. I simply alerted Command, and they sent a Grunt to come confiscate it and take it away.

If you wish for reimbursement, you could always petition to bill the Project.

Oh my god Oreo. It’s…you didn’t have may friends growing up did you? Cause seriously…seriously. Fun police, that’s what I’m calling you cause if there is any fun your ass is going to police it to death. Sparklers Egon. Sparklers. 

[agent-oregon]

Being caught with contraband doesn’t sound fun to me, Agent California. And how many ‘friendly relationships’ I had as a juvenile matters little. I doubt you and I would have been ‘friends’ if I hadn’t reported the sparklers, so I don’t currently see any reason why I shouldn’t have.

Besides, in that scenario I didn’t ‘police’ anything. I reported it. You should label me as a ‘Fun Narc’ or ‘Fun Rat’ for full understanding and clarity. It would at least make more sense.

[agent-oregon]

It’s been weeks since the Fourth, and I am still finding sparklers. This is too much.

[agent-oregon]

Just a reminder: All forms of fireworks are prohibited and extremely dangerous in a pressurized spacecraft.  This warning goes out to whoever hid sparklers in the couch in the ‘Rec Room’.

[agentcalical]

You leave the sparklers in the couch of the rec room? Cause if your ass didn’t you owe me some cash and they’re just sparklers. It’s not like I’m lighting off legit fireworks. 

[agent-oregon]

I have no idea what you’re talking about, Agent California. I would not take such contraband into my own possession. I simply alerted Command, and they sent a Grunt to come confiscate it and take it away.

If you wish for reimbursement, you could always petition to bill the Project.

[agent-oregon]

Just a reminder: All forms of fireworks are prohibited and extremely dangerous in a pressurized spacecraft.  This warning goes out to whoever hid sparklers in the couch in the ‘Rec Room’.

[agent-nh-blog]

agent-oregon

Oregon looked up from his note-pad to quickly look over the other agent before looking back down to his note-pad, writing some things in it silently. After he filled the page and flipped to the next he looked back up with his normal expressionless face,”I was told to interact more, so I set up a scenario that had a high likelihood of prompting ‘social interactions’. It has been a very successful maneuver so far. I am Agent Oregon. What is your designation?”

The agent couldn’t lie that the slice of cake did in fact pull him over. He glanced down at it before looking up at Oregon. “Uhh…my designations New Hampshire. But please call me Hammy if you want, it’s easier to say.” he answered with a grin. “Pleasure to meet you Oregon.” He said holding his hand out to the other agent.

[agent-oregon]

As New Hampshire talked, Oregon paid more attention to his note-pad then the other agent, writing more then was even said. He looked up as ‘Hammy’ offered the hand, and Oregon slowly reached out to give it a light shake,”Very well, Agent New Hampshire. It’s also been a ‘pleasure’ to meet you. May I inquire as to what your specialization is? And your military background? I understand if that is a ‘sensitive’ topic.”

[agent-oregon]

agent-nh:

New Hampshire had walked into the Mess Hall in hopes of finding a meal or snack to munch on. He has recently got out of his mandatory training session. He went and grabbed a protein shake and an apple fighting the urge to just grab a bag of chips instead. He was going to leave and enjoy his snack elsewhere, but out of the corner of his eye he caught someone sitting by themselves.

The agent raised an eye brow is curiosity as he approached the man. “Hey there, what you doing?” He asked point to the note-pad. Before the other agent could say anything he sat down across from him taking a bite out of his apple.

Oregon looked up from his note-pad to quickly look over the other agent before looking back down to his note-pad, writing some things in it silently. After he filled the page and flipped to the next he looked back up with his normal expressionless face,”I was told to interact more, so I set up a scenario that had a high likelihood of prompting ‘social interactions’. It has been a very successful maneuver so far. I am Agent Oregon. What is your designation?”

[agent-oregon]

It was a strange circumstance that saw Oregon actually sit down in the Mess Hall. Unless it was a Wednesday- then he would eat all meals in the Mess Hall, but sit in the corner, and his eyes never stayed fixated on his plate but observing everyone else. But a Tuesday was not normal for Oregon. The truth was, he had a meeting with the Counselor, and was told that he was being too isolated. He was ‘advised’ that putting himself in situations that resulted in interactions with other agents would be seen as ‘favorable behavior’ from Command. So Oregon had his note-pad out with a glass of water and a rations bar in front of him. And sitting in front of the seat directly across from him was a piece of chocolate cake.

[freelancermaryland-blog]

agent-oregon replied to your post: agent-oregon replied to your post: …

If the ‘shortass’ is as healthy as I’ve seen it eat, then it would not be much of a fight. I’ll be scheduling all future training with Agent Maine.

Ha! You’re cute. Tell me again how you’d manage to beat a CQC specialist when your primary opponents are pens that are running out of ink? No fucking notepad is gonna save you in the ring, you know. 

[agent-oregon]

I have no interest in continuing this increasingly juvenile and aggressive dialogue. I wish you good day Agent Maryland.

[agent-oregon]

agent-nh replied to your post: Who stole all the ration bars from the Mess Hall?...

We should install surveillance feed and call people out

I’ve already petitioned Command for permission to install cameras, and it was denied. They didn’t tell me to take any down that I had already installed though, so we’ll see soon enough.

[agent-oregon]

Who stole all the ration bars from the Mess Hall? Snacks and alcohol is fine, but this trend has gone too far. I am not above speaking to Command over Ration Bars.

[azurechanel]

@ God: thank u for Torrance Coombs