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Well hello there boys and girl and agents too!	[Sep. 9th, 2011|07:43 am]Matrix Agents Fan Club
[**Current Mood** |bouncy]Now that all those annoying spambots are gone and the agency has been all cleaned up, we can play and have some fun! Who wants to join me in a sing-along?
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FELP MEH...	[Nov. 3rd, 2008|03:03 am]Matrix Agents Fan Club
My new strip. Agent Brown and agent Smith.
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Its July 1st!	[Jul. 1st, 2008|10:48 am]Matrix Agents Fan Club
For all the fellow Agent Lovers out there, today is July 1st! Best known to some as 'Happy Hug an Agent Day!' Hug an Agent and Have a great day!
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(no subject)	[Mar. 12th, 2008|06:28 am]Matrix Agents Fan Club
[**Current Mood** |pensive]Lung made his way upstairs to the office in the new Pei Lan restaruant."Ah Hua," he said. "the Triad has been informed we are in town," he said. She smiled and nodded. He gazed at her, watching the light bounce off of her blonde hair. It always reminded him of a lion's mane. "How long will we be here?" he asked, walking over to her. He leaned against her desk, and caressed her cheek."I don't know, Ah Lung," she said. "As long as it takes."He frowned. Their business was in Hong Kong. This was not good for business. But it was what she wished, therefore it was what they would do. "Yueng will only be able to run things for so long without us," he said. "I know," she sighed. "But I have ... things.. here that are more important." He nodded. "What is this about, Ah Hua? Can you tell me?" She sipped her martini. "No, for I don't know myself yet." He frowned darkly. That was not a good omen. "Is it a trap? The rivals, do you think?" "No. Most categorically, not." she chuckled. "Then... it must be something to do with the System?" he lowered his voice. "Yes, I would say so. If I were to guess, I would say the system has something planned that requires us." "And why not in Hong Kong?" he asked. "After all, we run things there." "Well, that's probably why they wanted us here," she shrugged. "Somewhere that our influence isn't as strong." "I see." He kissed her. "I'm very tired, Hua.." She nodded. "Through that door there, cross the hall." He walked through the door, and across the stark-white hall. Opening the other door, he found himself in an old, dusty apartment, with cloths thrown over the French-inspired furniture. He sighed and started to remove the cloths, and went to find the bed. When he found it, he removed the dust cloth, and laid down. The pillows smelled like her, and another... several others.... He frowned again.... but tried to rest.
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A whisper from the past	[Mar. 11th, 2008|05:07 pm]Matrix Agents Fan Club
[Current Location |The City via Hong Kong] [Current Mood	curious]Somewhere, in the light and noise of Hong Kong, at the top of the largest skyscraper, a woman sits at a desk in the penthouse office, looking out over the city. Her back is to the door, and she reads the International Herald-Tribune with her stilettos up on the cherry wood desktop. The computer monitor flickers with the stock market details, and the phone blinks inobtrusively at her with phonecalls that she should be taking, if she was taking any calls. She flips the page and smiles as she reads about the activities going on in Iraq and Afghanistan. Keep that war machine going... The door behind her opens and a very well built middle-aged Chinese man walks into the room. He is wearing a beautiful black beaded mandarin suit, and carrying an old cell phone. "Hua," he says, "You are not picking up your phone."She turns and smiles at him. "Ah Lung, I was just reading my paper. What is it, dear?" "Wai-Kwong came to see me," he said, coming over to her and giving her a kiss on the forehead. "This phone... in the case.. you know, your old case... he said it started ringing and making noise." He handed her the phone. She looked at it for a long minute, as if it was burning her hand. "I see.." she frowned. She flipped open the phone and it started to ring. She pushed the talk button."Please enter your access code..." She punched in her number."You have ... 1... new message. First message...." She listened to the message, and her eyes grew wide, hearing the old, long-forgotten voice. "Ah Lung, we need to go. Ready the jet. And get Wai-Kwong and Mars. We'll need them too." "What is it, my Hua?" he asked her, touching her hair gently. The lines on his face crinkled with concern for his lover."Some .... old business. Really old business." She shook her head. "The dead have come back to life, it would appear..." "Will we need weapons?" he asked her. "Yes," she said. "Just to be safe. And call Yueng to inform him we are going out of town." He nodded. "I will have things prepared." "Thank you Ah Lung," she said. "Wo ai ni.."He smiled. "Wo ai ni, Ah Hua." He turned and left her. She scowled and shot off several emails and made a few phone calls, after he had left her. Then she called the number back, and left a message.Thompson,I will return, for how long I am unsure. I wish to see you and Seven again. Much has changed. I am no longer the same as I was before. But I am still in here... somewhere. She packed her case, took her laptop, and made her way to the black mercedes waiting to take her to the airport, with Lung at her side. Several hours later, she touched down in the city, as the skies opened up and the rain fell in buckets.
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(no subject)	[Mar. 11th, 2008|04:00 am]Matrix Agents Fan Club
[Current Location |Matrix City construct Agency Node] [Current Mood	awake] +..initiate logon..Agent 0012 Thompson..++..logon accepted, welcome Agent Thompson..++..upload current status report..++. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ++...acknowleged...prepairing to upload...++uploading...data to follow...+So I am back, after something close to three years by my internal chronometer. I am not sure why I have been re activated. When I shut my self down I did not expect it to happen at all, I had planned on shutting down and being comfortably forgotten, or re absorbed into the source, my routines and sub routines spread out over the billion trillion program bites through out Matrix city and all of the other constructs created by the source, so that even though I was gone, I could still serve a usefull purpose. I did not sleep forever as I had hoped, and I did not fall to dust and blow away on the winds of the code. I am awake, and , I feel that soon, others will also awaken, I am filled with an odd mix of excitement and apprehension, there is an odd electricity in the air of the construct I call home, we have been gone far to long, the renegades have been allowed to much freedom, and there will have to be a purging soon.I feel a presence, in the cold dark out side the source that calls to me with a half remembered whisper... like some fever dream I can not recall, for some reason the color Red comes to mind, although I can not say why. I will have to ponder this when I have time. For the moment, there is far to much work to do, it is time to clean house.+..upload complete..++..shutting down...++..end..+
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back from an extended leave of absence	[Feb. 9th, 2008|08:23 pm]Matrix Agents Fan Club
[**Current Mood** |apathetic]*Agent Thompson walks out of the elevator and to his office, reaches out and turns the door handle, then stands there for a moment, head slightly tilted with a some what puzzled look on his face, the door seems to be locked. After another moment, he tries his key card, but nothing happens. He glances around and notices that none of the other agents seem to be around, scratches his head, mumbles under his breath, then turns and wanders off back to the elevator.*
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