Official updates on third party sites
From Despoiler - Cloverfield
Throughout the game, there were a few updates to the game on pre-existing, third party sites. They are listed below, although the MySpace pages are not included due to their size.
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Vernon MacDooble's restaurant reviews
In September 2007, Vernon MacDooble, a self-proclaimed food critic going under the alias 'deliciousmacdoob', posted three restaurant reviews. The third of these mentioned a company called 'Tagruato', which led to its website's discovery. Note that all of these restaurants are completely fictional.
Rounded Corner Bistro, Bonaire, Netherlands (geographically in South America)
[10:46 17Sep07]
A tree of deliciousness grows in RCB forest
Another meal review by Vernon MacDooble
I have but one vice. And that is a severe addiction to a good cup of joe. So when I heard that a new bistro specializing in gourmet brews was opening its doors mere minutes from my stately manor, I cancelled my meeting with the High Chancellor and set off straight away.
The Rounded Corner Bistro may prove to be my absolute favorite local hop. An indoor/outdoor café fashioned around towering magnolia trees, RCB (as I’ve lovingly dubbed it) gives the impression of a deep forest oasis. I felt like a newborn deer, cautiously approaching my new surroundings on wobbly legs. I sniffed the air with my white speckled snout, breathing in the rich aroma of soaking beans and sweet baked treats. My four cleft hooves clambered excitedly over the cobblestone path leading up to the service counter. And my tuft of a tail stood upright when I saw that the special drink of the day was a rare Argentinean blend with nutmeg and hazelberry. At this moment, I cared not if my mother had been shot by hunters or if my father’s antlers were dulled and graying. I was home.
The dessert counter unfolded before me as though the clouds were parting over the Grand Canyon after a thunderstorm. Cakes and cookies, tarts and biscotti, soufflés and pastries, each handmade that very day in the bakery that must smell like heaven and be manned by fallen angels. Colorful and vibrant, they were arranged with the thought and care of a holiday store front window display. I felt a drop of water splash upon my toe, and for a moment was concerned that the rain would sully my outdoor enjoyment of the treats. But I quickly realized that it was not rain, but my own salty tears springing from my eyelids, brought upon by the sheer beauty of the bounty that awaited my anxious belly.
The glowing barista smiled at me behind her dark hipster glasses, her teeth straight and her tongue studded. She asked me what I’d like, and I answered truthfully when I replied with a fervent “Everything!” She offered a sample shot of her choosing, and handed me a tiny cup of the house espresso. I brought the drink under my impeccable mustache, blew gently twice, and took a sip. The espresso warmed my very soul, not just in that moment, but back in time to when I was a boy. I could feel all the embarrassment and dismay of my schooling years sliding off my shoulders, never to return. The next sip warmed the soul of my future self, and I could sense that my impending arthritis was no longer of consequence thanks to this scrumptious ambrosia.
Eager for more, I ordered a large mug of the Argentinean blend, a chocolate raspberry soufflé, a lemon macadamia biscotti, and a marmalade tart. I found a table nestled amongst the shrubbery, and fancied myself one of Robin Hood’s merry men, huddled away in the Buckleshire forest, feasting upon provisions nicked from the passing carriages of wealthy statesmen. Just as I was about to dive into my java, an acorn fell from the tree above me and plopped directly into my mug! Instead of flying into a rage and hurling my seat cushion at the nearest child as I have been known to do in the past, I took it all in stride, chalking it up to the experience. In fact, I allowed the acorn to bob delightfully atop my cup, and to this day I swear that it only enhanced the rich nutty flavor.
Later that evening as I returned to my lavish quarters, my belly full of soufflés and tarts and the dozens of other wonderfuls I simply had to sample before I could wrench myself from my woodland den, I happened upon the brilliant idea of planting the fallen acorn. The tree that sprung forth would grow forever in celebration of that inaugural visit to the RCB, and I’m sure that the fruit this tree bears will include ripened coffee beans, peanut butter chip cookies, and endive jam. Marvelous.
Brodullo's, [location unknown]
[??:?? 17Sep07]
If it were proper, I’d have eaten the cutlery!
Another meal review by Vernon MacDooble
Supper this Thursday past altered the course of mankind’s future. I dined at the newly opened Brodullo’s, whose radio spots you may have heard recently touting their edible plates. I too had heard these commercials while driving in my German-engineered automobile, which everyone in my complex must agree is the finest vehicle in our underground parking garage. The prospect of edible plates was too much to resist, and I headed for the establishment at once.
Even before I entered the marble-laden lobby of Brodullo’s, the thick perfume of assorted stews wafted sensuously into my eager nostrils. I could almost see the scent trails, whirling through the concourse air like the streamers of an Olympic streamer dancer. The spiced odor caused me to dance myself, spinning and twirling, drunk on the aroma of what would soon enter my belly, until the snaggle-toothed young hostess informed me that my table was ready. The table cloths were made of paper, for in a restaurant where plates are food and stew is the specialty, the table itself is often left sodden. A small container of wax crayons had been left for me to doodle, and I noticed with a joyous snort that various stew stained creations of patrons past decorated the walls. I ordered an Arnold Palmer, and set about drawing myself in a castle, chewing the limbs from my chocolate flavored concubines.
I perused the appetizers offered on the shiny, laminated menu, and found I could not resign myself to ordering a starter in an establishment where soup and soup-like concoctions were to be the main course. So I skipped straight ahead to the house special: New England clam chowder served on a plate of fresh olive loaf. The waiter of ambiguous gender informed me that there was a short wait for that dish, as it had been selling faster than they could concoct. I patted it on the knee and assured it there was no bother. I was happy for the time to continue working on my tableau, which had grown to epic proportions. I rotated the table cloth to situate an empty area at my front, and continued to draw myself as a god being worshipped by lost island civilizations. My tongue was golden and my belly wise above all.
At long last the storied plate was brought forth. The plate was indeed made of olive loaf, curled up along the edges to contain the steaming mass of potato, clam, and cheese inside. It smelled like magic. I couldn’t resist, and lifting the plate to my mouth, took a large bite from the side. Unfortunately, this caused the chowder to flow freely from the gap and spread upon the part of the table cloth where I had drawn myself eating the Trojan horse. I frowned beneath my impeccable mustache.
My frown, however, was quickly replaced by a blissful squeal. The tastes exploding in my mouth caused me to nearly faint with deliciousness. The chowder was like chunky tears of the gods. The bread plate was like the olivey flesh of fabled unicorns. Only Napoleon discovering the America could’ve known how I felt as I chewed and swallowed, and dove in for more. Foregoing the spoon altogether, I tore pieces from the edges of the plate and dipped them into the creamy white stew. The clams I tossed down my gullet had surely contained pearls of greatest worth. The milk used for the silky broth had surely come from cows boasting teats of gold. I felt like a sheltered caribou who had eaten nothing but spindly shrubbery his entire life tasting a strawberry for the first time. Mind blowing.
When it was over, my table cloth was soiled, my mural all but destroyed, but my stomach exploding with passionate celebration. The waiter offered dessert, but I could not imagine ever wanting to replace the taste in my mouth with anything else. I demanded that the chef be brought forward so as to laud him with praise and congratulations, but he could not leave the kitchen as he was stricken with pink eye. Nevertheless, I sent him my compliments through the waiter, and asked him to place any salvageable section of my drawing upon the wall with the others. As I sauntered away, the waiter tacked up a small section of my masterpiece, in which I was depicted clipping my toenails before a roaring crowd.
Garbanzos, Sandefjord, Norway
[??:?? 24Sep07]
Something New Where It’s Least Expected
Another meal review by Vernon MacDooble
This past weekend as I strolled into Garbanzos, I knew immediately that this meal would be different. I’ve always regarded Garbanzos as more of a hidden treasure, frequented by smatterings of loyal locals and not the mad cacophony of Main Street hotspots. But tonight it was downright bustling, every table filled and a long line of Muttering Myrtles winding out into the concourse. I, of course, was escorted to my usual window side table, and beckoned the fair haired hostess close to inquire as to what all the hullabaloo was about. She wiped the sweet sweat from her brow and informed me that it was the Chef’s Special that had the diners in a tizzy. Without delay I ordered the same, and sat back sipping a fine Merlot while my belly rumbled with curiosity.
The first course caught me off guard. A rice salad, surely not Garbanzos typical fare. Apparently nothing worth this fuss, I frowned under my impeccable mustache. Curiosity and my trust in Chef Nakamura got the best of me, and I took a bite. As I chewed, my mind drifted to the African plains during the wet season. I fancied myself a great lumbering hippopotamus, happily slopping through the thick muddy banks of my favorite watering hole. What’s that floating up ahead in the murk? Why, it’s rice, by golly! Thankfully I have these water chestnuts and artichoke hearts to add to it. I scoop the salad into my obscenely large mouth, munching away while cool mud oozes between my hoofs. Delightful.
I waited with bated breath for the mysterious main course to be revealed, nearly ready to kick the elderly madam behind me in the face just to get a peek at hers. Right on cue, the wee silly waiter brought it forth. Chilled poached salmon steak alongside chilled asparagus in mustard vinaigrette. Two chilled foods in one meal seemed peculiar, but I welcomed it on such a hot summer’s eve. As I sampled the salmon (cooked to perfection, I must add), I observed the tastes I’d expected as they washed across my palette. Onion, lemon, peppercorn, white wine. And something else. Something… inscrutable. Now you must understand, for a culinary connoisseur such as myself, someone who has traveled the world delighting in every flavor man can offer—to taste something new is quite remarkable indeed. It was as if I tasted the food not just with my tongue buds but with my very soul. A feeling of great strength washed over me, as though I could take a boulder into my fist and squeeze it into a pebble. My fork became a scepter, raised high as I envisioned myself conquering the Nordic empire and laying waste to any filthy peasant who stood in my path. Glorious.
I called Chef Nakamura to my side, clapped him upon the back, and demanded an explanation. I quickly realized my mistake, as Nakamura is a somewhat long-winded fellow. The recipe, he blabbered, was sent to him by his brother, a fellow chef working in Tokyo, where it had been gaining favor in some of Japan’s most well-renowned restaurants. It contained the finest ingredients money can buy, from fresh bay leaves imported by a company called Fotopoulos Herb Gardens in Crete, to something the Japanese call “kaitei no mitsu”, or “Seabed’s Nectar”, shipped in dry ice by a company out of Honshu called Tagruato. I feigned interest in the chef’s incessant prattle, distracted by the unveiling of desert. A chilled strawberry white wine soup, the highlight of the meal. I felt like I could destroy the cosmos using only the patch of flesh where my pinkie toe used to live.
I had not entered Garbanzos that night intending on reviewing the meal. I simply aimed at taking pleasure in a cozy bite at one of my very favorite haunts. But sometimes we discover something new where we least expect it. I wouldn’t call the Special delicious, or even tasty. But I would call it an experience. A culinary experience whose shadow has yet to leave my mind, and has left me craving more.
Ravaille Research Center's report on Seabed's Nectar
On 21Nov07, a parent concerned about his/her two sons' consumption of Slusho posted on scienceforums.net asking about the legitemacy of a report written by the Ravaille Research Center that made claims about Seabed's Nectar. Both the post and report are below:
5Pancakes' post
Hi! I’m new to the boards. You all seem very well read so I hope someone nows what I’m talking about.
I'm attaching a article I found about the Slusho! drinks and the weird affect it's having on people. I'm worried because my 2 boys drink it everyday.
Does anyone have info on the Ravaille Research Center? Are they legitimate? Does anyone have any other research on Slusho! drinks?
Ravaille Research Center's report on Seabed's Nectar
1265.08.41 482
Vol.131, 476-491
Nectar (cont'd)
steady stream of print and media advertising, nutritional information concerning the
Slusho! drink remains limited, leaving some suspicious customers with a sour taste
in their mouths.
Last month, inadvertently coinciding with public pressure from the FDA regarding
plans to finally import Slusho! to the United States, my department at the Ravaille
Research Center released its own preliminary study on Slusho!'s mystery ingredient(s).
Despite slight food coloring changes to affect color, and, in the case of Chocolate
Rage, texture, our tests uncovered some surprisingly recognizable culprits.
Unfortunately, due to Slusho!'s peculiar response to traditional testing methods,
none of these ingredients could be definitely verified. We postulate the possible
presence of the following: Carbonated water, glucose, sodium citrate, vitamin E,
D-Pantothenol, citric acid, oleoresin, gelatine, sucrose acetate isobutyrate, phos-
phoric acid, carob bean gum, and potassium benzoate. True to their reputation, rep-
resentatives from Tagruato ignored our attempts at correspondence regarding [our/these]
findings, despite repeat phone calls, emails, and an ill-fated office visit.
None of these ingredients, on their own, send up any health-related warning [flag?].
Most are prevalent in any number of other publically available beverages. Except, of
course, for the glaring blue whale in the room: Seabed's Nectar ("kaitei no mitsu").
Slusho!'s self-proclaimed "special ingredient" and centerpiece of their prolific adver-
tising campaign has somehow evaded classification in any kind of international di-
etary database. Unfortunately for the inquiring consumer, there's no law that requires
corporations to give all of the secrets of their recipes. Formulas for some of Slusho!'s
competitors have remained hidden for over a century.
Tagruato hides behind these legalities when faced with questions regarding their
acquisition methods and the chemical makeup of Seabed's Nectar, claiming the greed
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of rival companies has forced their silence. Tagruato's successful evasion of both gov-
ernment and private research, however, may be costing a higher price for consumers
than they realize. Assuming, despite public disagreement on the subject, that Seabed's
Nectar does have the restorative powers that Tagruato claims in their campaigns, or-
ganized research into the ingredient could lead to growth in preventative and homeo-
pathic medicine. Their choice to hide what could be a great benefit to the collective
knowledge of mankind seems both unethical and disgustingly profit-oriented.
Concerned about the wealth of knowledge lost by Tagruato's negligent attitude,
my department managed to obtain a small sample of Seabed's Nectar. Our conclu-
sions are spotty at best, based on diluted specimens and poor investigative condi-
tions. Our findings are too consistent, however, to be discounted completely. [The/Any/Upon]
short term exposure to the substance, some initial tests revealed accelerated cell
growth, increased strength, increased soft muscle tissue growth, sharper eyesight
better digestion, smoother skin, and a full-body, pleasant sensation that one of our
researchers actually described as "a wave of pure happiness". The rest of this paper
will attempt to summarize our findings based on preliminary test with Seabed's
Nectar and, hopefully, lay the foundation for more extensive research. We [???ed]
our testing regimen with a current case study: the notorious documentary footage
depicting an 84-year-old woman drinking twelve large Slusho! beverages and l[???]
Chuai Station news reports
On 06Jan08, news reports started to emerge about the mysterious sinking of Chuai station. So far seven have been found, in German, Italian, Spanish, French, Japanese, Russian and English. The news stations do not exist in real life.
News Reports
German
Three days ago, a drilling station 1,300 KM from the coast of New York sunk for unexplained reasons. Recently we obtained dramatic footage showing the collapse of the platform by international news agencies. The videos show the unexplained sinking which even the experts find difficult to understand. At the time of the disaster 355 workers were on board.
The Chuai platform was opened in September 2007 and is one now of the biggest drilling stations in the world. It is operated by the massive Japanese corporation Tagruato, headquartered in Tokyo. The advanced drilling system was planned by the company Zwichau Engineering in Leipzig under the leadership of the graduated engineer Dominik Möltken. We asked him if the collapse could be caused by a construction error.
"From a structural perspective there is no evidence that a failure of the basic structure or of one of the security systems could cause such a catastrophe. This is simply impossible. This is physically impossible."
Although the videos are of very poor quality you can see gunfire from the platform. In the past, Tagruato was accused to own a private army and experts are investigating if the evacuation was caused by a paramilitaristic attack.
News reports claim that there were fatalities, however this was denied by Tagruato's spokesman. It is unknown if any Germans were on board.
Spanish
This is an amazing story. Three short but highly dramatic videos have just been disclosed, which appear to show the total loss of a drilling platform in the middle of the ocean. The platform is the Chuai Station, which lies in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean and sank a few days ago, although there’s been no official confirmation of the incident.
This is the video, shot from a helicopter which is either approaching or leaving the rig:
[footage plays]
This rig harbors over 300 workers and scientists. The video shows it breaking apart and sinking in a matter of minutes, even though these kinds of modern rigs are designed to keep afloat under the worst circumstances up to 24 hours.
This is something absolutely extraordinary. Experts are studying this footage and trying to determine the causes of this tragedy. Some sources even suggest the rig may have suffered some kind of attack.
Tagruato, the Japanese company that runs the rig was forced to appear publicly and make a hasty statement when the footage was disclosed.
Their spokesperson said it has been confirmed that the T.I.D.O. Wave eco-group was in the area when the incident took place, and he maintains that the group has infiltrated and damaged Tagruato's operations in the past. This footage, shot with a mobile phone on the rig seems to confirm this scenario:
[footage plays]
Whatever the cause, the violence of this event was registered by the Seismological Institute in Ribadeo. The scientists at the institute doubt this kind of effect can be the result of a man-made explosion.
The incredible speed, the scale of the event, and the sheer drama of this incident are clearly shown by this last piece of footage, apparently shot by some crew members of the rig while trying to escape.
[footage]
These are truly shocking images. We have no news about the fate of these people or the person who was behind the camera. We can only hope that they have survived. It seems-
Italian
Chuai station, the drilling platform of Japanese technological colossus Tagruato, mysteriously exploded on December 27th.
Only today, after a week, is there information about the incident, as if the whole thing remains behind a curtain of mystery.
The videos you are watching were taken during the disaster, whose cause is unknown.
In a press release given to the Japanese media, Tagruato talks about an accident that happened to one of their stations and point the finger at the eco-terrorist group T.I.D.O. Wave, that had apparently already damaged their operations.
But a curtain of mystery seems to cover the event. Some international media are showing images probably taken with a cell-phone by a Tagruato worker. You can see men with white and red clothes running away from something which we don't know.
According to American sources, the seismographers of the East Coast recorded strong and unusual signals at the moment of the disaster. This confirms that something unknown could be the cause of the disaster.
On the Tagruato press release we read that the workers of the platform are all safe and sound.
This is not the first incident on this platform; in fact it had always been the main target of various eco-groups.
Now, the mystery of what caused the end of the platform will be hard work for the detectives.
French
New information has emerged on the Chuai station, the platform that sunk last Friday off the shores off New York. Images were obtained this morning at the redaction office, but we can't identify the source.
[footage plays]
As you can see, the situation is bad and there is panic, followed by the sight of an armed commando. If you look carefully on the shoulder of the armed men, you can see Tagruato's logo.
A spokesman confirmed that an incident occurred on Chuai, an explosion, but stated that nobody was injured. He then accused T.I.D.O. activists to be the cause of the catastrophe. After seeing the video, the spokesman stated that 7 people are missing, but denied that the images were taken on Chuai.
The activists accused by Tagruato belong to a radical ecologic organization from France. We must say that interrogations are being formulated against the giant mining corporation in the US. Some associations have even filed legal procedures to obtain cessation of mining activity on Chuai.
The situation is unbearable for the families. Listen to the mother of a young engineer that worked on the platform. She does not have any news from her son.
"I don't know what happened, I don't know anything, and I'm not alone in this situation. Having no news of your child is unbearable. No-one is informing us, I don't know if he's alive, if he's lost or if we are looking for him. The media have nothing to say about this. I don't know, it's a total blackout here."
Many questions remains to be answered. Tagruato have opened an internal investigation on the drama, but we have no further details as they refuse to communicate further to the press. We are ignoring if there are victims. Tagruato spoke of seven missing people, but we remind you that 355 people were on Chuai. Some have been evacuated but exactly how many are unknown.
Here's what we can say about-
Japanese
The Japanese news report has not been fully translated yet.
Korean
The Korean news report has not been fully translated yet.
Russian
Celebration of the New Year distracted society from the accident in the Atlantic Ocean at the end of last year. A huge drilling platform, known as the Chuai station, collapsed into the ocean and sank to the bottom in several hours. The platform is located hundreds of kilometres from the American coast, and belongs to the Japanese corporation Tagruato. At the moment the amount of people at the location is unknown. This video was received by news agencies from an anonymous source:
[footage plays]
Experts will have to investigate what exactly this footage shows, but we now know for sure that the collapse of the platform is not a result of a natural disaster. Some parts of the video show that there was skirmish. All parties releated to the incident prefer to keep silence. We can only guess what happened there.
Some informational sources say that at the moment there are US coastguard ships but there is no official confirmation from the coastguard representatives.
This is the second video shot afterwards. The people on the video might be the only survivors of the catastrophe.
This story has an important aspect for Russia. The Tagruato corporation has 3 drilling platforms in Russia: the Suizei station in the Sea of Okhotsk, Kosho in the Chukchi Sea, and Koan in the East Siberian Sea. Most of the crew on these stations are Russian. Are they safe from these kinds of incidents? We may only guess who could profit from such kind of attack and hope that the interests of the mysterious criminals won't be applied to russian assets.
Alexander Vasiliev for RNNS.
English
The incident is being coined an environmental diaster, and, a matter of life or death for over 300 individuals aboard the large deep sea drilling platform. It went down days ago and only now are we beginning to learn details regarding the oil rig collapse and what may have caused such a devastating accident.
This dramatic home video, captured by eye-witnesses on the scene, shows a large oil rig in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean suddenly sinking under violent and unexplained circumstances. The destruction of the Chuai drilling station, happening dangerously close to the coast of Connecticut, sending hundreds of workers scrambling for help as the large oil rig collapsed.
Video footage shot earlier shows signs that oil is possibly seeping from the big rig into the sea. The dark shape below the surface appears to be an oil spill that could easily mean a nightmare for the shoreline of Connecticut. Environmentalists believe a huge oil slick hitting the coast could be a problem for the state.
"Everything in the ocean is impacted from these oil spills that come into contact with plankton, small micro-organisms, all the way up the food chain. So, you know, people go out and they fish these fish that ate these things and suddenly we have toxic fish in our bodies."
The Chuai rig and its deep sea operations has been opposed by various environmental groups who claim it is involved in illegal and environmentally damaging activities. They brought up a court case in the US to get an injunction to stop the drilling activities. The case is still pending.
A press release from Tagruato states an extremist group T.I.D.O. Wave may be behind the incident so it's unknown if the Chuai drilling station was actually attacked by members of T.I.D.O. Wave.
Many unanswered questions. It's not clear why the oil rig was the target of this vicious attack. This cellphone footage taken from inside the rig itself shows the panic and terror which the violent shaking caused. The final extraordinary clip clearly shows the sheer speed and power of the sinking vessel and it appears that the oil rig is being sucked down at a dramatic rate.
What caused the shower of debris that followed remains a matter for intense speculation. There are some reports that the US coastguard was on-site during this violent attack. No word on if there are any survivors. While the nature of the disaster has yet to become clear, it is likely that the real impact is still yet to be felt. Once again-
Footage
Helicopter footage
The footage shot from the helicopter shows the Chuai station's communications tower toppling over. Soon afterwards the entire station collapses and slowly sinks. Visible in the helicopter is a man handcuffed to a suitcase. The dialog has not been translated yet.
On-site footage
The footage shot on-site, with a cellphone, shows a small group of workers running in panic. Near the end an armed commando is seen with a gun, pointed at either the cameraman or something close by.
Boat footage
The footage shot from the boat shows Chuai slowly sinking into the ocean, immediately followed by debris being shot straight out of the water. At the end one of these pieces of debris hits the boat. The dialog has not been translated yet.
Press Release footage
In the news reports there are short clips of a Tagruato press release by an unnamed spokesman. It has not been translated yet.
Press Release
In the Japanese and English reports a letter from Tagruato can be seen. The text is as follows:
TAGRUATO CORPORATION
PUBLIC RELATIONS DEPARTMENT
2 January 2008
In the news statement transmitted earlier today, January 2, 2008, for TAGRUATO CORPORATION, the name of one of the missing individuals is Francois Nouvelle, not Francoise Nouvelle as was previously reported. The correct and complete statement follows:
CHUAI DRILLING STATION - TAGRUATO CORPORATION reports that a serious incident took place on one of its deep sea drilling stations, CHUAI DRILLING STATION, located on the Mid-Atlantic Ridge.
A comprehensive internal investigation is underway, but details are limited.
TAGRUATO CORPORATION can confirm that the incident took place between the 26th and 27th of December 2007. No loss of life has been confirmed, but TAGRUATO CORPORATION regrets that a number of TAGRUATO employees and independent contractors who were on the CHUAI DRILLING STATION at the time of the incident are reported missing. Confirmed missing are: Hideaki Sakamoto, Gerhard Ploecker, Tsuneo Matsuhara, Dr. Paul Nightingale, Donald Carter, Francois Nouvelle, Andy Young-Mun. Search operations are in effect and every effort is being made to identify and trace the missing individuals.
A further number of individuals are reported missing, but these reports are unconfirmed at this time. Press-reports are circulating regarding the existance of footage purporting to show the total destruction of CHUAI DRILLING STATION. TAGRUATO CORPORATION has not seen this footage, and cannot comment. However, TAGRUATO CORPORATION can confirm the presence of members from the activist group T.I.D.O. Wave in the vicinity of CHUAI DRILLING STATION. T.I.D.O. Wave is a clandestine group of extremists who have intentionally caused damage to TAGRUATO CORPORATION property in the past, and several of whose members are currently incarcerated.
END
External Links
- Rounded Corner Bistro Restaurant Review (deleted)
- Brodullo's Restaurant Review (deleted)
- Garbanzos Restaurant Review
- 5Pancakes' post (deleted)
