Bring it on, bitch.
Mar. 9th, 2007 07:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm not sure what possessed me to click on this one message out of dozens in my SPAM box before emptying it. This poor assassin must have been hired by someone who read my fan fiction.
Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2007 15:56:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Slain Slain (worshipper_s@yahoo.com)
Subject: Listen Very well.
To: worshipper_s@yahoo.com
I Want you to read this message very carefully, and keep the secret with you till further notice, You have no need of knowing who i am, where am from,till i make out a space for us to see, i have being paid $50, 000.00 in advance to terminate you with some reasons listed to me by my employer,its one i believe you call a friend,i have followed you closely for one week and tree days now and have seen that you are innocent of the accusetion,Do not contact the police or try to send a copy of this to them, because if you do i will know, and might be pushed to do what i have being paid to do,beside this the first time i turned out to be a betrayer in my job.
Now listen,i will arrange for us to see face to face but before that i need the amount of $80,000.00,you have nothing to be afraid of,i will come to your office or home, so determine when you wish we meet,do not set any camera to cover us or set up any tape to record our conversation,my employer is in my control now,$20, 000.00 will be paid to the account i will provide for you,after our conversation,i will give you the tape that contains his request for me to terminate you, which will be enough evidence for you to take him to court(if you wish to), then the balance will be paid.
You don't need my phone contact for now till am assured you are ready to comply good.
NOTE: feel free to ask my any questions concering your Family
Lucky You.
I'm so tempted to reply, but I'm sure that Yahoo account has been cancelled by now.
Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2007 15:56:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Slain Slain (worshipper_s@yahoo.com)
Subject: Listen Very well.
To: worshipper_s@yahoo.com
I Want you to read this message very carefully, and keep the secret with you till further notice, You have no need of knowing who i am, where am from,till i make out a space for us to see, i have being paid $50, 000.00 in advance to terminate you with some reasons listed to me by my employer,its one i believe you call a friend,i have followed you closely for one week and tree days now and have seen that you are innocent of the accusetion,Do not contact the police or try to send a copy of this to them, because if you do i will know, and might be pushed to do what i have being paid to do,beside this the first time i turned out to be a betrayer in my job.
Now listen,i will arrange for us to see face to face but before that i need the amount of $80,000.00,you have nothing to be afraid of,i will come to your office or home, so determine when you wish we meet,do not set any camera to cover us or set up any tape to record our conversation,my employer is in my control now,$20, 000.00 will be paid to the account i will provide for you,after our conversation,i will give you the tape that contains his request for me to terminate you, which will be enough evidence for you to take him to court(if you wish to), then the balance will be paid.
You don't need my phone contact for now till am assured you are ready to comply good.
NOTE: feel free to ask my any questions concering your Family
Lucky You.
I'm so tempted to reply, but I'm sure that Yahoo account has been cancelled by now.
tree days
Date: 2007-03-10 04:21 am (UTC)::pout::
bcforestfan
p.s. If your fanfic would only include details of silvan culture, it would be more beloved. Just a suggestion.
Re: tree days
Date: 2007-03-10 04:44 am (UTC)"Beware the forest primeval. The murdering pines and hemlock potions..."
I'm sure no one will figure out that it's Longfellow on Acadie, not campylobacter on India.
Re: tree days
Date: 2007-03-10 05:14 am (UTC)"What?" said Mulder.
"Never mind," replied Scully, stirring a dusty powder into her partner's iced tea. "Here, drink this."
Mulder shrugged and swallowed. Doctor Scully knew best.
You may continue from here. Longfellow is overrated. ;-)
Re: tree days
Date: 2007-03-10 05:32 am (UTC)As soon as Mulder lay paralyzed on the floor, Scully phoned Frohike.
"OK, bring the hand truck. The porn collection's all yours now."
Re: tree days
Date: 2007-03-10 05:47 am (UTC)"By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis." is immortal verse. I'd forgotten.
As soon as Mulder lay paralyzed on the floor, Scully phoned Frohike.
"OK, bring the hand truck. The porn collection's all yours now."
Frohike was Mulder's friend. He was insulted. "A hand truck? Look under the floorboards - I'll need a transport van. My man is a connoisseur!"
As Mulder rolled his eyes in a frozen face (rather like a half-gutted fish, Scully decided) she shoved his butt aside with her foot and removed the nearest loose floorboard from the squeaking chorus underfoot.
"Mulder?" There was more than porn. Something large and nasty hid in the cobwebbed shadows.
spam-inspired round robin fanfic
Date: 2007-03-10 07:57 pm (UTC)Scully located Mulder's Mag-Lite. The beam illuminated a life-sized blow-up doll in the likeness of Alex Krycek.
Re: spam-inspired round robin fanfic
Date: 2007-03-10 09:52 pm (UTC)Scully tore up three more floorboards and shimmied FauxKrycek up by its rubber ear. All the doll's innies and outies were present and accounted for.
"This looks well used. Something you want to tell me?"
A Mulder fish-gasp, but no sound. Scully smiled at the sweat on his lip and the bulge in his pants, then started at a loud knock.
Re: spam-inspired round robin fanfic
Date: 2007-03-15 08:14 am (UTC)"Forgot my key," whispered the voice at the door. It wasn't a Frohike whisper, however; it strongly resembled the subtones of a certain Assistant Director.
Too late to turn off the lights, thought Scully wryly.
"I hope you brought enough pizza and booze for a party," she answered, unbolting the locks.
Re: spam-inspired round robin fanfic
Date: 2007-03-15 08:33 pm (UTC)The 'story' thus far ...
“Beware the forest primeval. The murdering pines and hemlock potions..."
"What?" said Mulder.
"Never mind," replied Scully, stirring a dusty powder into her partner's iced tea. "Here, drink this."
Mulder shrugged and swallowed, and she smiled at his easy acquiescence, his firm belief that Doctor Scully always knew best.
As soon as Mulder lay paralyzed on the floor, Scully phoned Frohike. "OK, bring the hand truck. The porn collection's all yours now."
Frohike was Mulder's friend. He sounded insulted. "A hand truck? Look under the floorboards - I'll need a transport van. My man is a connoisseur!"
As Mulder rolled his eyes in a frozen face (rather like a half-gutted fish, Scully decided) she shoved his butt aside with her foot and removed the nearest loose floorboard from the squeaking chorus underfoot.
"Mulder?" There was more than porn. Something large and nasty hid in the cobwebbed shadows.
Scully located Mulder's Mag-Lite. The beam illuminated a life-sized blow-up doll in the likeness of Alex Krycek. She tore up three more floorboards and shimmied FauxKrycek up by its rubber ear. All the doll's innies and outies were present and accounted for.
"This looks well used. Something you want to tell me?"
A Mulder fish-gasp, but no sound. Scully smiled at the sweat on his lip and the bulge in his pants, then started at a loud knock.
"Forgot my key," whispered the voice at the door. It wasn't a Frohike whisper, however; it strongly resembled the subtones of a certain Assistant Director.
Too late to turn off the lights, thought Scully wryly.
"I hope you brought enough pizza and booze for a party," she answered, unbolting the locks.
“Party?” Skinner asked. Stopped. Shifted his eyes from Mulder’s supine and twitching body to the blow-up doll to Scully’s face. And smiled.
(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-11 02:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-15 08:03 pm (UTC)Hit man Scam Email (http://urbanlegends.about.com/library/bl_hit_man_scam.htm)
I will confess to responding to it from my scambaiting anonymous email. So far, no bounce-back or reply. Maybe the FBI is watching me too closely. ;-)