LANDLINE PASCOM

CHAPTER VI

On such occasions, these beings had met with him, they wore these awfully weaved realistic masks that were menacing like furious beasts howling through the long night.

Animals, they were, a dark organization formed under the alliance of different people through different places and companies, namely composed of masks respectively introducing what they all are pertaining to. But each member, as he concluded it, is a member of the LaLeLiLoLu, under the branch of ELC, backed by mega corporations that hired their services to further establish the terrifying presence of balance within the land of business inside the sinful city.

Under the cowl of the buildings, they are proud stalkers that bathed in blood and black money, even so, these individuals controlled the flow of greens, on how the court supreme can overrule any cases, and most importantly, the existence of crime through Pascom. In a wee, they are fictitious enough to even be started. But to the knowledge of anyone else that believed in their ambiguous birthright, they are the initiative that so called themselves as the kings and queens of this concrete jungle. They are to be known as the A.N.I.M.A.L.I.A Initiative, landline callers of each burnt out calls that left a long beeping tone at the end of each hang up. A New Initiative Mollifying And Leasing with Intelligence and Astuteness, agents of superiority, agents of sophistication, agents of the higher form of government, agents of animals ascending to nadir. They are the rulers of Pascom City. Each street, precincts, buildings, crime organization, crime activities, law, authority, and the authoritarian power, as well as the media, these masked individuals is the central hive mind of every leaderless infrastructure existing too naive to even comprehend how much excessiveness is enough to ruin the tediousness of this ever populating metro city where men of modernity strove to be the bigger star in a small framed picture.

The existence of the Initiative is still of a mystifying secrecy that can give insanity and blindness to others, but for the time being, they kept themselves concealed as the true power that they exercise can keep a bustling city obdurate until further notice. However in extent of their power is the uprising of their offspring within the forte of owning everything through barbaric means and stupidity. The Twenty1st Glorious existed from the upheaval of these donnish masked figures within the line of business, an incite, a stir, a rouse that stew anger and agitation, aggressiveness through means, bouleversement.

The ELC wanted to extinguish every single flame burning from within, and everything they all had was enough to keep each telecommuting services active for time's sake. Keeping suited individuals in masks, these people are the believers of the new legion the Glorious is making in order to withdraw from this pitiful society they call home. They are artificers of danger, of pure luciferous incarnate, makers of the twisted thoughts, and under the funding of the ELC's heir, they are to silence every protagonist of ideal companies leading to their great salvation with ease and control.

Hence, leeching respect, and reputation thorough the dirtiest of means without changing the flow of currency and meaning of each profit sales, and also taxes. This is the existence of the Twenty1st Glorious— to be the gun of every single companies out there willing to shed blood over houses in order to keep their stature clean and unperturbed to each onlookers that would aspire to topple down their own empire state buildings if the very patter they dissect to other is inadequate to rouse the minds of the weak. They are the gun of those in need, and under their supervision, the code of silence and recognition within the world of business will never be heard even by law officials. They too don the mask of these elephants that feed on smaller nutritious sapiens for sustenance. Truly a mark of circus, a carnival, a kingdom of animals beyond the skin of avians, hares, cats, and porcupines. This is the Pascomnian extravaganza made for entertainment, and thorough pleasure itself, a human cognition can unravel certainty in pursuit for the very torrent flames of fortune. But for the Glorious initiative, they are just numbers needed to be crunched on a day to day basis is the heir demands of their service, or if so, to mitigate the ferociousness of a branch that seceded from the grasp of ELC.