PROGRESS MADE REGARDING ST. HELENS!

You will all be glad to hear that our tireless work with specialized geomancers has finally opened up a stable magma chamber beneath the former AWD geological super weapon the Omega Cannon (Mt. St. H.). Luckily our efforts remain undetected, civilians calling it a "natural event".
As you may know we first took an interest in the creation of the Omega Cannon out of the remains of the former St. Helens in 1993. Noting the power of untamed nature our minds reeled at the possibility of such a force under our control. Since then Green division has been working tirelessly to harness the power through techno-mystic means.
So far the only outside entity aware of our current activities is the USPS (United States Postal Service), an independent branch of the US government. So far they have been trying their hardest to uproot us from the area, but to no avail. Our only worry is that they might try to expose us to a more threatening power, but thankfully they are on bad terms with their own people since the Harrington fiasco.
Wish us luck, and send your well wishes to Agent Green Skittles for his hard work, truly this man has enviable stamina. Nobody can fault his rigid dedication.

Vincere Causa Anima Et Lucri

HIDDEN MESSAGE SENT!

Using the handy decoding sheet we sent all of you grab this month's issue of Forgotten Recipes and flip to page 46. Skipping passed the enchanting article about Abraham Lincoln's famous Grilled Salmon Steaks, use the sheet to find your next assignment in paragraph three.
Keep up the work, preferably good.
Also, thanks to Agent Blue Tarnish for her work on the Gregory Initiative. We couldn't have done it without you!

Vincere Causa Anima Et Lucri

GLORIOUS RETURN FROM HIDING!

I understand your grief, fellow members of AWD, but worry no longer for I, Overlord Blue, am safe. You all must have been so worried when one of my more notable secret bases ceased all communication with the outside world. It must have kept you all up at night wondering what could have possibly happened to your beloved leader. Now that it is over, I have officially declassified the whole thing for your benefit.

The following are excerpts from my private journal:

Feb 18; my dream is soon to come to fruition. It has taken my underlings and I years to get this far. In a few short days I will attain my full potential.

Feb 23; palms burning, but is a good pain, worthy pain. Nobody can understand the full power of the device... the force it can deliver.

Feb 28; cannot take the strain for much longer, though it is needed. Been up for 36 hours, no food save what I can spare from the main supply. Need more time to discover it's secrets!

Mar 3; smell driving me mad... underlings anxious, understandable... nobody gets what I'm trying to do, they're fools! Do the simply not realize the full significance?

Mar 6; Tomorrow, I show them.

Mar 13; all I can remember is fire... plan for perfect carrot cake must be shelved for now. Deaths: innumerable Cost: incalculable. However, such is the price of progress. Sugar to flour ratio nearly perfected.


As you can see, I have been incredibly busy. Luckily Overlord Grey covered for me on the update. No doubt you've all been kept up to date on the day-to-day happenings of the organization- what?

It appears Overlord Gray has been falling down on the job. This, people, is why we have acid mines...

Vincere Causa Anima Et Lucri

Urgent Message, Priority Vermillion

Twelve-string guitars back in vogue.

Please leave your shoes at the door.