I think I'm going to be generally grumpy for a moment, because generalized grumpitude seems to be the only state in which I can effectively communicate at present. So here's a quote from you to kick things off:
“The clones have been in our care for quite a while. If they were going to tell us something, we would have learned of it by now I should think."
Is that your way of telling me that I shouldn't have been so silly as to set up a perfect opportunity for one of "your guys" to tell some of "my guys" a little bit about what's going on here? I mean, I get if you want my people to stay in the dark for a little while longer, but now I'm starting to get genuinely confused by this whole thing. (Of course, that might have something to do with me taking multiple six-month-long unannounced hiatus . . . es? Hiati? Hiaties? Whatever, you get the point.)
I mean, between a shadowy cabal of futurecasting Force clones, the selective amnesia of relevant parties as required, and exploding brain implants, it's starting to feel like you like screwing with me.
And what's your problem with Guardian? Guardian is super-cool (in my head)!
Alright, I think that's enough. I'm feeling better now.
And you know what? I'm feeling so much better, I think I know what I'm doing in my next post. Forget all of this whiny nonsense; I'm going to go break something big.
Edit: and yes, ninety percent of that was an excuse so I could type "generalized grumpitude".