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The Cast
Peter B.
The "man" himself. Well, shhh, don't tell him that. The current rent-to-own operator, el Capitán, the dude in charge. Current casting director of BSECTOR's glorius crew. The running joke is he's currently with the CIA or BND or some remanant of NVKD (he's sure old enough for the last one). His default response to that is: "They can't afford me..." Brrr...
Constantine A.
Ideologue. Poet. Big heart. When asked for a paragraph to fill this very space he responded with three pages. Pages! Not going to happen big guy! Constantine is our current ideas guy. He actually believes what he says and writes. As usual, loves suffering, photography, and usual "I am man of thinking!" stuff. He is our heart. Our believer. Can never keep it short, so this will be the shortest bio of them all.
Nadia S.
Our "get it done" gal. Aka mule. Tall. Smart. Slavic. Codename MESSENGER. You need her to take a 9000 mile flight ASAP, she is already pulling her faraday bag out, full of passports (plural). More names and identities than a ward full of multiple personality afflicted types. Someone once asked her, since she has been to every place on the planet (supposedly), what about Epstein's Island? She said "no...", but she did meet Epstein she says, as she draws her index finger across her throat, with full Slavic grin on display. Yikes! Nadia, it was a joke...
Cain B.
Most capable on-hands guy here. Guns, body building, ummm... yeah. Biggest smile on the planet earth too. Disconcertingly so. Triple Canopy is for pussies he says. In addition, "The Service in Secret Service does not stand for Service! It's a Freemason thing!" kinda a guy. Plays Joe Rogan eps from 10 years ago on loop. He watches the door and on occasion will take a trip with Nadia, when need arises. Has several articles in the works, and will be published, as soon as all the juicy "extra" stuff gets redacted. Oh yeah, he says the 1997 North Hollywood shootout didn't happen. All the footage is fake. It's a psyop! Umm, sure. Not going to argue with someone who can lift and launch me into lower earth orbit.
Hannah RTS.
Our coffee mistress. Student loan debt collector, gen Z adjecent. Schizophernic. No really. More degrees and acclaims to list than would fit on this page. Met every president and every "premier" including the real one under the Denver airport, she says. Such is the life of a D.C. kid. Loves reading, drawing, technology, cosplay, Netlix, making the best cup of coffee out there and... sharp objects. No, really. She moved on from cutting to cutting others. HA-HA. Right, yeah. Everyone here is nuts, and probably has a criminal record, or should. (Also, only one here to have visited McMurdo Station. Not even Nadia can claim that one!)
Edward N.
Me! I run and webmaster this place. I like cars, outdoors, and spending my days editing poorly written copies by the barely literate lot listed above. I am told I am second in command by the "big man" himself. Do I get more money? No? Yeah, thanks man! Big whoop! I wanted to work for the the North Korean KGB... whatever that is called. Peter tells me they would skin my you know what, pull my teeth, then use me for target practice. Damn! I just like the commie brutalist aesthetics. He says, if I really want, he can put me in touch though. Wait, I thought you were not connected...
