plotting (your demise)

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join in with this black parade

a fell worship to the manipulation and destruction


[002] -- Physical Journal, only hackable if you have ready access to Madara's room
hmm / considering
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Well, this has certainly been an... eventful week. Drama appears to be erupting everywhere among the inmates, and what annoys me about that is that I am still not aware of the overall picture of things here. This will have to be rectified, and soon.

I met one who goes by the name of Lee and does not appear as if he belongs in prison. He gave me food; some biscuits that I stashed away and have been carefully rationing. He must think this will get him on a better standing with me, and for now I will oblige him in that. He may prove useful in the future. (Not to mention that he is respectful to me; this place could certainly use more of that.)

My cellmate goes by the name 'Kabuto', and he is afraid of me. As it should be. I still cannot shake the feeling that I should know him from somewhere, however, but I cannot recall where...

As for the other that I met, my little, little nephew... Oh yes, I have plans for him...


[001]
plotting (your demise)
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I find this place bothersome already.

These impertinent fools test my patience, the way they watch our every move, as if they believe that they could possibly understand what flows through the mind of Madara Uchiha. But it is to our advantage for now to let them think so, and for that reason alone I am assuaged.

Patience: that is what counts in this situation, and it appears that it will prove to my advantage with this new... cellmate of mine. As if I do not have enough problems with company within my own head, I need to have the pleasure outside of it. And with a scrawny, upstart intellectual, no less.


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