NationStates Jolt Archive

It had been a long day for Danton, and the end of it was still not in sight. Introducing his fiancée to the family had proven to be quite successful. First he had taken her to Sing Sang, where his mother and father were serving a sentence for growing and selling marijuana. They had responded like the proud parents they were. Tears had flown over his mother's cheeks and even dad seemed to be momentarily overcome by emotion.

Next he had introduced his fiancée to his oldest brother, who was doing time at the I Want To Go Home Penitentiary for raping and killing a teenage girl in 1994. He too had been overjoyed to see his kid brother with the pretty Thai prostitute at his arms. The way his eyes had roamed her body told Danton that his brother more then approved of her.

It had proven harder to gain access to his other older brother, Jim, who was held in custody on charges of incest with his son and daughter, but luckily his fiancée had ways to persuade even the most uncooperative warden. A pity the guy didn't know she had an STD, but his wife would probably understand after he had passed it on to her. After all, accidents do happen. And it was with Jim that he discussed his plans to start his very own brothel, with his fiancée utilizing her knowledge of the industry as a manager. And it was Jim who had made the suggestion that maybe their two sisters, who were currently working the streets, might want to join their team. "Come to think of it, you are right!" Danton said. "Hell, they might enjoy working indoors, but if they want to be part of the team they have give up the needles."

After his visit with Jim he'd dropped off his fiancée at her workplace, and went looking for his sisters.

Doctor Von Lebensraum, an elderly gentleman with a thick set of white hair that refused to stay put, as if he cared, and who was in the habit of wearing Beyer lederhosen and knee high socks, had buried himself once again in the dimly lit basement of the Utmost Secret Order's headquarter, surrounded by stacks of papers, some of which centuries old. The air in the basement carried the pungent smell of two dead members of a rivalling secret society, putrefying in a corner, who had the misfortune to meet with Herr Doctor's bodyguards as they tried to kidnap him. A man with less dedication might not have put up with work conditions that were an every day recurring fact for the Doctor, but all that were irrelevant to Doctor Von Lebensraum. He had a mission and a bad smell would not deter him. Neither would the occasional assassination attempt.

And so he kept reading a newly arrived set of papers...

"Ach ja" said the Doctor to no one in particular "Very interesting!"

The paper told the Herr Doctor a little personal history of one James the Moronicus, aka the Master. And from what the papers told him, the Herr Doctor had no choice but to conclude that the Master had been a very bad man, a VERY BAD man indeed.