Entry 00002140402.1.065509: I can’t believe I let myself get distracted by saulres’s secsoc witch hunt. At least it’s over. Back to this conspiracy business with Jazzer. I must get an unfiltered feed from his office to see exactly what is or is not going on in there. My supply of nano-spybots arrived today. Each one of the 15,000 bots has full video, audio, spectral and radiological displays. I’ll launch them tonight to penetrate Jazzer’s flimsy security, and hopefully a few will get through.

Entry 00002140402.1.231705: The spybots are off - fly my pretties!! I’ve done some sample feedback, and the transmission is 100%. Awaiting results…

Entry 00002140403.2.113615: Pinhead-sized spybots sure take their sweet time to cross a courtyard! The first wave arrived about an hour ago - the defense shield fried all of them, but the second and third waves got several bots through the screen. Other defense systems kicked in, but no alarms were sounded, which is good. All in all, I got 3 bots on the inside. More than enough. They are taking up positions in the corners of the office now - I should be able to grab some quality feed anytime now.

Entry 00002140403.2.150029: These readings make no sense. I’ve got full video and audio, and as far as I can tell it’s really Jazzer in there. He paces, he sits, he mumbles irritatedly about tardy subordinates. I’ve known that clone for too many years - you can’t fake that twitchy eyeball. I’d hazard that it could be a recording (albeit a really long one) except I’ve pretty much ruled out that possibility thanks to the spectral analysis. The results positively confirm that he’s really in there, except… the spectral report is incomplete. It’s like parts of Jazzer are missing, but if that was really the case, he’d be dead. He’d have cloned by now. He wouldn’t be in there cooking up ways to fry Pseudo’s brain in hot oil. This just raises more questions than it answers. And the radiological report is off the charts. It’s not just gamma contamination - it’s like the sensors are maxed out. There is so much radiological activity in that room, that they can barely take any readings at all. I’ve never seen anything like it. Much more of this, and *my* eyeball will start twitching.

Entry 00002140405.4.195644: A few covert conversations with R&D have given me a great idea for gathering more data. Apparently if I flood the CCC with heavy isotopes, they’ll react in very specific ways to the radiological activity. The patterns will be very unique, and will give a clear indication as to what the radiation is coming from. After my R&D crew did such a bang up job with my Obviator Supra, I’m confident that this idea will yield some very good results. The isotope flooding begins tomorrow. Not quite enough time to evacuate the surrounding buildings, but… oh well. I’ll make sure the sector docbots are stocked up on anti-rad meds. *snicker*

Entry 00002140406.5.093622: Only five minutes after I released the isotopes, and I’m already seeing an interaction. The pattern is incredible. It also looks very familiar. Something from my quantum hyperphysics training, perhaps? Hmmm…. but that can’t possibly be right. It would mean th….4ygy7e3 ***UPLINK SEVERED ERROR***

All the reports are in now. The societies are finished. Psion, PURGE, the FE splinter. All of them. Project SSE if finished. That first round, done so long ago (it seems), when we cut them in half. That small second one, when I redirected Quend-R-LON’s decanting to my own private chamber and took Control of Anti-Mutant. (Heh. I love my own puns.)

And now this final push, which also shut down the re-established FE. PLN Sector is free from the taint of secret societies. Ah, it feels good. Our projections show treason in our sector should be down 31.87%. And we only needed 25% to win our bet with the UVs of OMD Sector!

That’s two years in a row we’ve won. When we bet on no winner in last year’s funball match, they never expected Takyn to shut it down. Brilliant!

Now those ORD UVs will have to pay up. I can’t wait to hear what their sector says when they’re wearing PLN hats for the next two weeks!

Hmm… I wonder what the challenge will be next year?

Got him.

He followed the trail perfectly. The helmet’s on, the link’s in place. All is good. He’ll do himself in.

Ran all the tests I could think of on this diary, and I know it’s secure. He hasn’t compromised this, at least. The PDC was something else. Sneaky of them, stealing a legit one and cloning it. I should’ve figured it out. No big deal, though. Nothing was compromised.

Not for lack of trying, though. Good thing I had that one dummied up for him. He’ll never know the difference.

Girdag’s more valuable than even he imagines. I let him keep the hack for future needs.

All is good. Plan SSE is almost complete.

Finally I can get to the bottom of this Jazzer madness. Where did he go? What is he up to? There’s always an angle, so let’s find out what it is.

Entry 00002140317.2.150706: Powered up the standard spycams today. Thermal, radiation, sonic pulse, x-ray, ionic, doric, and corinthian. Jazzer’s office is shielded, but surprisingly it’s only the bare minimum. That place would barely survive a tacnuke. It’s as if he slapped it together in a hurry, and forgot to finish the damn thing. Come to think of it, that’s not surprising. The question comes back to “why”? My scans confirm two lifeforms inside, but the standard scans don’t penetrate more than that. Exterior cam records show that the last two clones to enter the office were Pseudonym and Jazzer. But, all this can be easily faked. I’m flooding the courtyard with neutrinos for 12 hours or so. Then some of the more sensitive equipment should be able to get in there.

Entry 00002140318.3.071222: The Neutrinometer successfully peeled back a few layers. I was able to confirm that Jazzer is, in fact inside his office. There is an odd deviation from the normal reading, but I’d recognize those nervous facial tics anywhere. It’s Jazzer all right. Pseudonym left some time yesterday during the neutrino bursts. Exterior cams and the locato-clothing both confirm that he’s currently in R&D. But Jazzer hasn’t left. What is he doing in there? Is this an act? Have I been duped?? I need to peel back more layers.

Entry 00002140318.3.183359: Damn and blast! These neutrinos inhibit half of my sensors! Pseudo returned earlier with a scientist from R&D. Lovethe-B-OMB-23 is a well known R&Der, demoted from VIOLET for accidentally poking a hole in space. According to the records, we’re still plugging that rip with a 600 ton titanium alloy block every 2.6 months just to keep Alpha Complex from being sucked through a dimensional rift smaller than my finger. His transfer to our sector was a condition of his demotion. My damned brilliant neutrinos inhibited me from keying in on the conversation! Jazzer was angry - I could tell that much. He sent the two of them out. I lost them as soon as they left the courtyard. Is that another neutrino malfunction? The locato-clothing should have been readable from my PDC, but I’ve got nothing but static. Maybe I’m being jammed… or maybe I give Sir Neatfreak too much credit. I guess I’ll know more when the neutrinos dissipate.

Entry 00002140320.5.060244: I’ve located Pseudo - he’s in R&D. Lovethe-B’s whereabouts remain unknown. The Computer’s records don’t even show him in the sector. Of course they could be tampered with… damn. I’ve finally got a lock on Jazzer at least. Right down to his vitals, thanks to a few leaks in his shielding system. Still reading that deviation from normal, though… I’m compiling a record of data now to determine if there is any pattern to the anomaly.

Entry 00002140322.7.221316: Compilation of data denies the existence of deviation??? That’s impossible! The data readings are clearly wrong!! Also something is clearly wrong in that office. It’s been nearly a week and Jazzer hasn’t left even once. I’m gonna fire up the Obviator Supra - I don’t *care* what the power consumption is! R&D assured me that the Obviator has been tested thoroughly, and that the user is shielded from the deadly levels of radiation it generates. Of course, I’m sure no one else is…. heh. So according to the instruction manual, this thing will monitor all active surveillance equipment simultaneously, while at the same time running its own concurrent barrage of intelligence gathering. As it compiles the data, it will catch everything that is so painfully blaringly obvious that no one notices it, and present its findings. Smugly present them, I’d wager. If the R&D design team weren’t so certain that I’d erase all their templates, I’d also wager that this pile of junk couldn’t analyze a cube of cold fun. Well, in either case I’ve reached that level of desperation where I’d stand on my head and sing patriotic songs if I thought it would help. I might as well see if this Obviator is worth a damn.

Entry 00002140326.4.082241: Let me just start this entry by tipping my hat to the folks at R&D. All their shortcomings are overcome with achievements like the Obviator Supra. It’s a pity that the thing uses almost 18% of the sector’s power resources. That’ll be hard to cover up, hehe. The vent system suffered some outages, but reports of asphyxiation were fairly minimal. Anyways, the Obviator report blew my mind. The reason my data compilation showed no anomalous readings, is due to the fact that over time, the readings are designed to average out to the norm. Yes…. DESIGNED. How does one design breathing rate? Heart beats? Body temperature? Brain waves? I’ll tell you how. By faking it. Brief periods of implausible readings followed by careful measured readings that create a plausible report. I doubt Jazzer is in that room at all! HE NEVER WAS! It’s all part of some damned conspiracy, and Jazzer is part of it, and he’s gotten the Computer to be complicit. This is going too far. What the hell is Jazzer brewing up?

Entry 00002140326.4.160628: Saulres has just contacted me about the conspiracy *he* uncovered!! Could we be independently discovering the same thing? He wants to meet and discuss… can I trust him with what I’ve learned about Jazzer?? Hmmmm, not yet. Tread softly, Farg ol’ buddy. Keep this under your hat for now, this could be the endgame.

Transcribe? No, I don’t want to transcribe. I want to make a call. Let’s see. Could it be this one?

So. PLN Sector’s almost been taken over, I’ve been injured, Jazzer’s returned in a semi-delusional state, Farg is blowing things up left and right, the VIOLETs are as uppity as ever, my workers can’t solve even the most basic of problems, and to top it all off, Rex is missing.

It’s not been a good… day? Week? Month? Just how long have I been up?

Got up this morning and looked out my window at the Outdoors, and it looked all white. Bummer, that meant more work.

Went downstairs to the kitchen. Poured a bowl of cereal and a glass of ORANGE juice. Read the morning newspaper. Uprising in the Commie territories. Again. Things never change over there.

Put on my heavy jacket, grabbed a shovel and cleared a path behind my autocar. Went back in, took a hot shower. Got dressed, got in the autocar, got on the transway. It was all slick due to the snow. Many accidents. I was lucky.

Work was slow. Not many customers come into a store when the weather’s bad. Spent the day restocking the shelves. Dull.

The ride home was worse, as it was after dark and the snow which melted froze up. Modified transbots were spreading traction material but it didn’t help much. Spun out a couple of times. But got home safely.

Took another hot shower and got on the Computer. Deleted a bunch of spam, then saw that today was Rabbit Hole Day. Tried to think up an alternate me but couldn’t come up with anything. Had a nice dinner, went to bed, feeling something wasn’t quite right.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Finally! I just peeled the permafoam wrap off my new terminal to write this entry, and it’s running great. I can’t believe that Takyn would have compromised my security on the old one the way he did!! At least, that’s what I always tell him whenever I see him, hehehe! When I initiated that self-destruct sequence, the look on his face was priceless! Shame about the UV storage room, though… all that vintage B3 *sniff* … Ahhhahahaha!! It’s a good week around here, that’s for sure. Thought ol’ Takyn was going to pop a gear out the top of his head! Seriously, though, that boy needs to lay off the Sleep-No-More pills. Even the latest UV version has prolonged side effects clearly marked on the bottle. “Most common hallucination: invisible spiders”. Hmmm, wonder if I can capitalize on that?

Sooooo…. Jazzer has returned. From the, eh, future… and I am honestly about ready to kill him. Repeatedly. With blunt objects. Smug bastard - clomping around in his space suit every day - does he honestly think I’m going swallow that story?? The future!?!? I think it’s just an excuse to take his hygeine to the next level and seal himself away from the seven remaining microbes that he can’t expunge from his quarters. Or maybe it’s some sort of elaborate joke. Every time I come into the room he looks at me with that damned knowing grin he’s been wearing ever since he reappeared. I’ll take it for awhile, but even I have my limits, so I’ll say “WHAT!????!?” He just responds with “Sorry old chum, don’t want to muck up the timeline” or “I’d tell you about your future, really I would, but I didn’t see any record of you at all.” UUURRRGH!! I wonder what would happen if I replaced his next air tank with Helium! Then the joke would certainly be on him!! HEH!

Except… he doubled his vulture guard the other day. That’s atypical Jazzer behavior to be sure. Makes me wary when people unexpectedly add security measures. I doubled my guard in response, of course - it doesn’t pay to be caught off guard. Maybe I’ll see if I can infiltrate his staff with one of my agents - been years since I tried that. He never did find out the full extent of my infiltration that last time, and he’s probably relaxed his defenses again - I just hate not knowing what he’s up to. But I swear to the Central Node, if he says “I knew you were going to say that” one more time… there will be blood! BLOOD!!

I’m back! Well, at least most of me is – some of my body parts are still in the future! Thank The Computer for this suit and its flesh-coding hologram technology. Anyway, that’s not important right now. (I just wish my tongue wouldn’t keep popping off while I’m drinking my B3. It makes such a mess of my visor.)

All that matters is The Future. I daren’t make a record of what I’ve seen, not even in here. During last night’s private meeting The Computer made it quite clear that this is a Level 451 security situation. Whatever that means. I’m assuming it’s serious. Of course, it’s a shame I can’t share the glorious details of The Final Victory with the other UV’s but I suppose it’s for their own good. The timeline must be preserved at all costs.

It’s good to see the other UV’s again, even if they are a crazed bunch of sociopaths. When I caught up with Saulres he was jabbering excitedly about ‘Xtreme SecSpeeding’. I look forward to him being discovered before he’s even left his quarters. Besides, by tomorrow he’ll already have moved on to some other commie-brained scheme.

Farg seems to be unusually quiet. I’ve already doubled my Vulture guard.

Sadly, it’s not all fun and games around here. I managed to catch up with Takyn today and I’m not happy about what he had to report. Not happy at all. The VIOLETs, it seems, have been getting away with more than their Monthly (Acceptable Under Prescribed Circumstances) Murder Allowance. Don’t those idiots understand?! How the HEL Sector are we going to defeat the malcontent commie scum with those fools sitting around on their fat sweaty rear-ends?

Time I put a stop to this treason.

NOTE: Must talk to Takyn about getting another B3 pipe installed in my quarters. Time travel really makes you thirsty.

This whole eight night thing got me thinking about the number eight. There are eight service groups. There are eight clearances before ULTRAVIOLET. And eight secret societies survived the cleansing.

I’ve been kind of bored lately. I think I’m going to try an experiment. See if I can experience everything the sector has to offer by going through all those sets of eight.

By properly coding brainscrub routines and subliminal triggers, along with Computer agreement and preset programatical time-bombs, as well as a little help from Takyn, I should be able to go from INFRARED to VIOLET and bounce through all the service groups. Then it’s a matter of using some pull I have to see what the societies are like. Of course, I’d need to brainscrub out the info from the societies each time I change so I can have plausible deniability when I return to UV, but that shouldn’t be a problem if I get the algorithms right.

I’m excited by this. It’s kind of Xtreme Secspeeding. I’ll have to tell Jazzer all about it when it’s over. Now, though, it’s time to get a-coding.