User:Sheba98
From Activating Evolution
==YOU THERE, SHEBA???===
Shadowulf1 21:10, 23 October 2008 (EDT) I kno Ive been out of touch for a while, but I think something stanky is goin on. Spam has been on the rise; is this part of the revolution???
==WHAT IS GOING ON???==
Something very strange is going on.
I am going to have to contact HRG about all this. Maybe he can answer some of the questions I have about this grand mess. I believe that Angela Petrelli was the one to let out the freaks on Level 5, not Elle.
It appears that Angela Petrelli IS Sylar's mother afterall. That explains why she has seemed to be protective of him. And teaming him with HRG? What is that woman thinking? I wonder if Arthur Petrelli is his biological father, or is it Maury Parkman or Linderman? Will Momma Petrelli be able to control her son? I don't think so. The incident at the bank robbery seems to confirm that he is a monster, and cannot be changed.
I hear someone out in the hallway. Must go now.
Sheba98 04:29, 5 October 2008 (EDT)
==RED ALERT==
This is so weird. I saw Mrs. Petrelli and Sylar together, and heard her say something to the effect that she is his mother?? Can anyone confirm that? If so, we are all in deep trouble now!
HRG appears to be missing. No one has seen him since the night of September 22. That strange night where everyone on Level 5 has gone missing. Mrs. Petrelli does not seem to be too concerned about these lunatics that have escaped. I wonder why?
I tried to check on Elle, but am unable to locate her. I'm really worried about her, she must be in shock at the death of her father. And scared. Did Angela Petrelli do something to her? Is she with HRG? Where is she??
Sheba98 20:53, 28 September 2008 (EDT)
Ok, folks. Some strange things have been going on at Level 5. Rumor is, Bob is dead, HRG is missing, Angela Petrelli appears to be in charge now (what a wicked one she is!!), and heaven forbid, Sylar is buddying up to Mrs. Petrelli. There was also one of the captives, Jessie, who kept telling anyone who would listen that he is Peter Petrelli; can't help but wonder if he is not right, there is something about his eyes that does remind me of Peter.
Elle is acting very strange, and is trying to locate HRG with all the resources that are at hand. She even asked me to get a message to HRG to contact her on the secure phoneline. Elle has been escorted from the facility and all security levels for her are non-existant now.
Something is up, for sure. It feels VERY unsafe at Primatech right now. I am no longer allowed down on Level 5. No one is, unless approved by Mrs. Petrelli herself. Another rumor hot off the press is that her husband, Arthur Petrelli is alive and well. Sure looked dead as a doornail to me at the funeral several years ago.
I don't like that Sylar fella. Something about him is very wrong. It's like he has a broken spring in his brain, one that held together whatever humanity he had. He is like a ticking time bomb. I just pray that I will not be there when he explodes.
I must get back to work before they discover me typing away at HRG's terminal. I don't think I would have a job any more if they caught me. Or, maybe not even a life.
I'm scared.
Sheba98 20:53, 25 September 2008 (EDT)
[edit] Background Info
Sheba is a 98 year old cleaning professional for The Company. Less tolerant of spam than she is of snakes or cockroaches, Sheba will ruthlessly clear out any spam she finds on AE.
Dedicated to keeping the site safe and accurate, you never know when she might pop-in and clear out the garbage. As she resides in Odessa, Texas, it is easy for her to just stop by the Company at any time.
Sheba is quite fond of HRG and his family. Except for Mr. Muggles; it's hard cleaning up after Mr. Muggles. The Bennet family needs to find a Mrs. Muggles to occupy Mr. Muggles' time.
Sheba's main area of cleaning is Level 5 of Primatech Paper. Talk about strange workers on that floor! But, since she brings coffee and donuts to all those strange workers, they seem to leave her alone and actually find her to be their surrogate grandmother.
