SUNSETTER's Links
In classic literature, a pheonix is a creature known for rising triumphantly from the ashes after any defeat. Such stubborn immortality sounds quite... Aggravating, to me.
I've only met the Department Head of Records one time... And I hope none of my colleagues has the same displeasure. I've never felt so cold under someone's gaze.
I will hand it to the toon, her methods of disrupting our company's business are novel.But even a clever nuisance is still a nuisance. The nearby managers would do well to clip her wings- I'm sure one of my own employees could set a good example.
I am always a supporter of the fine arts, and Miss Webb has made an excellent choice switching from putting her work on the runway and instead dressing the suits of COGS Inc. .... Ah, yes. And her little spider is quite a delight to see stalk about the offices!
I cannot say I have had the time to speak with Mr. Corona, but he has yet to give me - or Tessie - any trouble. I have to say, though... if I were ever tasked with making him a new suit getting his measurements would be a nightmare. I don't even want to think about the amount of fabric I would need, or the thread, or--
Mademoiselle Molière... A doll of fine construction, cast aside like common junk. Typically I would turn the other way, but... Bianca has proven herself worth the investment of my time, willing to fight for my attention like her life depends on it! Hah!
If it were not for Master Corona's intervention, I would surely be doomed for zhe scrap heap. I owe him my loyalty and my dedication, till zhe very end.
My Department, I am honored to have the responsibility to safeguard all of COGS vital information... Having such miserable creatures depend on my magnificence is a wonderful perk as well, hmhmm~
The Chief Archivist- Lazarus rules the department with an iron- er. Golden hand, playing favorites with his managers and keeping the rest in line with his intimidating presence. (Kind of the worst boss.)
The Mr Biggs in my employment is not my first choice, so I settled for second-best. His quality is far below my standards- However, his talents are exactly what COGS needs during it's current business venture.
My boss. Creepy old codger, not even sure why he hired me, but I don't really care, care. I have me own reasons for being here, and I'm sure he knows that, that.
My Heir, my hand-built prodigy, my absolute Masterpiece. I have built it to be the flawless guardian of all the Archive's knowledge, as well as a potential successor in the unlikely event that I meet my demise. So long as it remains under my guidance, it will continue to progress into an adequate mirror of my own glory.
I do not understand the looks of apprehension our workers wear when they see him. They should be honored to bask in his radiance! Oh well...
Hm... though I do wish for him to visit more often. Ah- It's not that I don't appreciate the time we spend now, absolutely not! I just... Gah!! Don't listen to me. I should be grateful for what I have now.