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The One Drafted Man
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31st-Dec-2037 12:00 am - [Chatter Answering Service]
[text] - Terminal
Hi, you've reached the chatter of Dexter Grif. I'm not available to take your call, so leave the usual answering system info and I'll get back to you.
1st-Dec-2010 11:18 pm - [PINmail] going once, going twice...
UNSC/Lambda
United Nations Space Command Priority Transmission 707649-26DC53/2010-1132FL20
Encryption Code: Green
Public Key: file/nexus/xanadu/
From: one_drafted_man
To: freedomthat
Subject: Auction contributionsCollapse )
15th-Sep-2009 04:04 pm - Excerpt From a Conversation
[text] - At Keyboard
"...So, this sample that came from your armor's arm during its maintenance cleaning a couple days ago. You said it was slobber from a werewolf baby?"

"A were-something, anyway. Harvestman didn't say what kind."

"Ah. Well, you'll be happy to know that it scans clean, so you won't have to worry about your armor turning into anything on the next full moon."

"Ha, ha, ha. Thanks a lot. I appreciate that."

"We thought you might. Just looking out for your safety."


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8th-May-2009 12:08 am - Up and down Park Avenue
[misc] - Armored Tux and Top Hat
First of all, my long administrative nightmare and the surprisingly actually humanitarian mission ONI asked me to do after are finally all over. I'm back in Blood Gulch, and I can go to the Nexus again without having to act all sneaky-like about it.

Second, I told Lucy, after she randomly sent me a (very nice) top hat, that I would get my armor-scale tux on and take a picture of the whole ensemble. Well, Lucy, there you go.

How's everyone else doing? Anything blowing up I should be concerned about?
7th-Apr-2009 09:34 pm - dust on the road
Grif
November 12, 2554
UNSC Red Army Training Grounds
Timberland Outpost


as the years go byCollapse )
[face] - Gaping Incomprehension
Five Days Ago:

Okay, folks. ONI's offering me a health-care two-for-one: Get the couple of scrapes I picked up fighting Ice Hellions patched up, and finally do the brain thing. So, yeah, that's where I'll be for the next... few days, something like that, they're not being very specific. Probably won't be online or anything. A little nervous, but generally okay with it. Wish me luck.

--Grif

[locked to Mack]
P.S.: Remember that discussion we had last year, when we got in trouble for that Plan we don't talk about? I got it all taken care of, just in case. If, by some chance, it happens to become relevant, you'll get automated mail about what needs to be done.



Now:

Halsey Medical Center
New Reach


"Guys. What the hell."Collapse )
12th-Oct-2008 11:37 pm - Public Service Announcement
[text] - Terminal
So, hey. For those of you who haven't heard already, the Nexus has been "invaded" by an army of cockbites in mecha and power armor calling themselves "Clan Ice Hellion." We have no honor, so they have the right to rule, blah blah bullshit. Everyone watch yourselves if you're going into the Nexus, keep your PINpoints handy to bail somewhere safe. Random potshots are probably a bad idea; presumably, some sort of resistance or whatever should get organized soon enough -- I'm hoping someone else gets to doing that -- at which point we can start doing stupid stuff in groups instead of one at a time.

So, yeah. The More You Know, or whatever.
[text] - Terminal
From: one_drafted_man
To: truebornbanacek
Subject: Oh shit

Hey, uh, apparently some buddies of yours from back home -- "Clan Ice Hellion," I'm told -- have decided to invade the Nexus and try taking it over because we're "dishonorable and 'dezgra,'" whatever the fuck that means. I don't know if you've got some particular plan to cover that or what, but I figured you might want to know, if you haven't heard already.

--Grif
[text] - Terminal
United Nations Space Command Priority Transmission 65483-4GE58/15641-T945
Encryption Code: Orange
Public Key: file/oscar/hotel/
From: Agent [REDACTED] Holbrook, ONI Section [REDACTED] (service number [REDACTED])
To: Private Dexter Grif, UNSC Army (service number [REDACTED])
Subject: Re: Brain Surgery

/start attachments list/
  • Medical file: Dexter Grif
  • Diagnosis/Treatment dossier: Secondary Side Effects of Artificial Dendrite Malformation
  • Former patient list: (Calista Tangiers, Tomaso Kirwan)
  • Medical personnel dossiers: (Andy Otero, Mike Cowper, Julie Lessard-Gagnon, [...])
  • Clearances
/end attachments list/
/start main message/
You don't ask for much, do you? As it happens, yes, while the science of making SPARTANs is still super-secret, the medical care and feeding of them has been declassified. I got you the damned clearances for whatever else, too, which is why this took as long as it did. Do what you got to do, then let us know.

--H.
/end main message/
/start file (Simplified Explanation by Dr. Andy Otero)/Collapse )
/end file/
26th-Aug-2008 12:56 am - A Cruise Down Blood Gulch Avenue
OOC
This is intended to be a comprehensive description of Blood Gulch Outpost Number One, aka Red Base, aka Grif's home, and its surrounding environs. Most first-time visitors to Blood Gulch will usually receive some form of tour, if only because there's a bit of a trip between the arrival point and where hanging-out takes place. (If you've watched "Red vs. Blue" or played on the multiplayer maps the series used for sets? Uh, the outside of the building's about where the resemblance ends, 'cause those tiny things just don't make sense for how much space an actual base would need.) Thus:

The base still needs a name, come to think of it...Collapse )
[face] - Rueful Ruminations
Grif tapped the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray, blew the smoke out through his nostrils, and settled a little more into his chair. He'd been sitting there for a couple of hours, in the base's living room -- his living room, as far as he was concerned, even if the base itself still technically belonged to the UNSC -- mentally taking one approach or another to the question that weighed upon him. The pack from which the cigarette had come, which sat on the end-table next to the chair alongside the ashtray and the Zippo lighter Elizabeth had gotten for him in Spain, was about half-empty, but given that he'd started the pack three weeks ago, he figured he was doing pretty well on keeping his consumption low. (Lower, in any case, than his alcohol consumption, as the level of whiskey in the bottle next to the ashtray made plain.)

The matter on his mind was, ultimately, his mind itself.Collapse )

He stubbed out the cigarette and looked over to the large display mounted on the wall. The display flickered to life, and he began composing a message.

United Nations Space Command Priority Transmission 14561-81684/7G-227
Encryption Code: Orange
Public Key: file/odm-dg/
From: Private Dexter Grif, UNSC Army (service number [REDACTED])
To: Agent [REDACTED] Holbrook, ONI Section [REDACTED] (service number [REDACTED])
Subject: Brain Surgery

/start file/
Okay, I'm interested, but I need some stuff from you guys before I can be totally comfortable about this. (Yes, I know, gift horses and all that, but don't try and tell me you wouldn't want the same if it was you in the barrel here.)
  1. Full documentation on what needs to be done and why, and clearance to discuss it with a non-UNSC doctor, either in the Nexus or local to our universe. (It can't all still be classified, can it? I mean, there've got to be SPARTANs who retired and needed civilian medical care over the centuries, right?)
  2. Really basic layman's-terms version of said documentation. (I know you tried to explain it, but come on, you know that I only made it through high school and a couple of remote-learning business courses. I need really small words.)
  3. Contact info and clearance to discuss this with anyone else who's been through this who might still be alive.
  4. Files on the doctors who'd be doing the work on me, and clearance to discuss those records with a non-UNSC doctor.
Thanks.

--Grif
/end file/
12th-Aug-2008 08:25 pm - A couple of memes...
[text] - Terminal
Not too terribly surprising, although I did have to fudge a few of the answers because they pretty obviously won't have compensated for Nexus-y stuff:

Dante's Inferno TestCollapse )

And now for a bunch of maybe-true/false statements...Collapse )
9th-Aug-2008 11:56 pm - Opinions Meme, Take #89829
OOC
Okay, I'm a bit late to the party for this run, but you all know how it works, anyway: tag in and I'll provide whatever I can make coherent about what Grif thinks of your pup(s).
[text] - Terminal
Well. That sucked, but what the hell, I'm back now. On the whole, I expect there were probably a lot of people who had a much worse time than I did. Armor's been locked into the maintenance system, and I'm headed off to bed. I imagine ONI will want to debrief me soon enough, but they'll have to wait. Or just download all the footage off my armor, whichever. I'm sure they'll find plenty to entertain them.

So, how's everyone else doing?
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