Der Riese Datenbediensteter Samples
(Black Ops Terminal)
Update.txt
Update.txt
***TOP SECRET***
***LEVEL 1 CLEARANCE EYES ONLY***
***UPDATE CWZGUTCT ***
NAME: [REDACTED]
DOB: [REDACTED]
OPERATIONAL DURATION: [REDACTED]
**Please use Agency standard cyphers for operative identity.**
HANDLER'S NOTES:
We successfully inserted CWZGUTCT into Group 935 as a research assistant based out of Munich. Current location is unknown, but his last transmission suggested he had been transferred from the Der Riese facility to a top secret location known only as Verruckt. Most recent communique indicates that the 935 experiments are barely under control.
Attempts to secure all viable Group 935 research of Element 115 technology have been unsuccessful.
We fear that CWZGUTCT identity has been compromised. Sending in a Marine Recon unit to extract CWZGUTCT from the asylum before it is too late. Operation leader will be one HVZJZQUZQTTYMPJMRTTQYM.
The asylum must be contained at all costs.
RGXZSTJMGQGZZQWZFUPTWZGPNGXZRUEGZPJMGCTWZGCNGPNT
Cipher Decoded
CWZGUTCT = PETER
HVZJZQUZQTTYMPJMRTTQYM = TANK DEMPSEY
RGXZSTJMGQGZZQWZFUPTWZGPNGXZRUEGZPJMGCTWZGCNGPNT = SIGNED CORNELIUS PERNELL
Screenshot ~ Taken from the Black Ops Terminal Files
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John Banana
Wed Oct 5 1955
TO: Bush, V.
FROM: Oppen, R.
SUBJECT: John Banana
Dr. Bush,
I was browsing the Verruckt archive and found an interesting scrap of paper. It was found in a small room with nothing inside but blood stains and an empty Browning. Wasn't there a "John" in the expedition to the asylum?
Here is what the paper read:
"My name is John. They call me Banana.
I once worked at a Tex Mex cabana
But now I am here
As walking dead near
With nothing on me but a bandana."
It would seem this "John" fellow felt compelled to write a limerick in his final moments. Fascinating.
Oppy
Screenshot ~ Taken from the Black Ops Terminal Files
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RE: John Banana
Wed Oct 5 1955
TO: R. Oppen.
FROM: V. Bush
SUBJECT: RE: John Banana
What a coincidence. I, too, found one of these strange limericks in the Verruckt archive. Like this one:
"I once knew a soldier named Smokey
He slapped me on the head and awoke me
Turns out he was dead
I cut off his head
Yet but headless he still tried to choke me."
I fear this poor man "John" may have lost his mind in Verruckt.
VB
Screenshot ~ Taken from the Black Ops Terminal Files
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Another One
Mon Oct 24 1955
TO: R. Oppen.
FROM: V. Bush
SUBJECT: Another one
My friend,
I found yet another of those limericks from the Verruckt archive. Here it goes:
"Despite the scary, anxious feeling
Killing walking dead is appealing
My first kill felt great
Felt like my first date
Kicking their brains right up to the ceiling."
I feel like the boy who wrote these was trying to tell us something. I look at the meter, the chosen words, but nothing comes to mind. Perhaps you will see something. Maybe it's the letters?
DK-MFK. Do you think this means anything? And then there's this one:
"Smokey and I were trapped in a room
We accepted our impending doom
'Til we noticed a monkey
Which seemed kind of funkey
Until we threw it and it went boom."
This John fellow must have been losing his mind. Monkeys that explode? Preposterous. We should discuss this over coffee.
VB
Screenshot ~ Taken from the Black Ops Terminal Files
