The Good Egg
Subject: The Good Egg
Real Name: Unknown
Other Aliases: None
Place of Birth: Unknown
Marital Status: Unknown
Height: 4′
Weight: 200 lbs
Known Powers: The Good Egg possesses reflexes beyond the greatest athletes the world has ever known. He has trained himself to be able to kill anyone at any size with his bare hands. Though through his pranks he has killed more than a few targets. Through unknown means he has augmented his strength and speed with the dark magics that course through the world. He can travel at superhuman speeds as well as render himself invisible at will.
Making a Clockwork "talk"
Case Log: The Good Egg is one of the assassins of the 7thEgg Dynasty. His role in the organization is one of great trust. The Good Egg has direct audience with The Great Egg, also known as Gran Tomago. The Great Egg uses The Good Egg on his own special assignments. Tasks that are only known to the highest members of the organization are entrusted to The Good Egg. My investigations have shown that he has been a member of the group as far back as the 1980s as a torchbearer between the 6th and 7th Egg dynasties. If we could ever capture him and extract information, I think we would find all we need to bring The Environmentalists down.
Anyone that followed Japanese professional wrestling in the late 1980s would be familiar with the Good and Bad Eggs, as that is where they established their public identities. They held various wrestling titles and entertained audiences from around the world. It is unclear if they had their powers when they began as wrestlers, but by the time The Great Egg appeared as their mysterious ally, it was clear that they possessed abilities. As you may recall fan outrage caused all three to leave wrestling. It is my belief that this was all planned by The Great Egg.
A sense of his height
In the mid 1990s to the mid 2000s, all three resurfaced as members of a the highly successful touring band, Yolk. Their final tour was as a co-head lining act with the eclectic group, Mung Mind. Many sources at the time reported troubles back stage. Mung Mind fell apart when their guitar player was terribly injured during a sound check. This show was also the final public appearance of Yolk as a band. Public financial records would corroborate that the band combined with the wrestling funds are what allowed Gran Tomago to get the controlling interest in the Environmentalists.
My interactions with the subject have been minimal, as he spends a great deal of his time in counsel with Gran Tomago or the Bad Egg. When not with them he is out on his own performing tasks assigned to him by Gran Tomago. The remainder of his time is spent in their base. I believe this base exists outside of reality as we know it, for I have found no physical egress. The only means in and out of there are via teleportation. I will be providing an additional report on their headquarters in a future report.
He does that all the time
The other members of the 7thEgg Dynasty are clearly uneasy when The Good Egg is present. He has a sense of humor that is as twisted as he is dangerous. For example, my first night sleeping in the base lead to my needing hospital care, (fortunately in the Rogue Isles not many questions are asked in an ER). I had fallen asleep in my bunk, while unconscious The Good Egg had fetched a glass of warm water. He then placed my hand in it. Immediately thereafter he punched me in kidney with such force that I required emergency medical care. This sort of behavior is quite typical when it comes to The Good Egg. He takes great pleasure in twisting simple childish pranks into acts of mayhem. Stealth is his primary weapon, his victims seldom meet him face to face. His preferred method of killing is what he calls, “The Ass Punch”. From his concealed state The Good Egg can deliver enough concussive force to kill a normal human, even though he targets their buttocks.
Mr. Blackmail the other assassin in the 7th Egg Dynasty told me about one of the other “pranks” The Good Egg performed. This involved an apprentice sorceress named Davi Rose. The Good Egg found her home in Perez Park and waited for her to come home from her day job at City Hall. When she went inside he snuck over to her home and lit a bag of dog waste on fire in front of her door and rang the door bell. He ran across the street and waited in a crane. When she opened the door to investigate she was surprised by a 10 ton wrecking ball that killed her instantly. Another seemingly juvenile act turned serious.
Powers Activated
I thought him to be a bit disturbed when I first met him. It was after I had wrapped up killing some snakes for Matthew Burke. I was on my mobile phone discussing my next job when I felt like I was being watched. I turned and no one was there. I finished my call and still had an uneasy feeling. This time when I turned, I barely saw the outline of The Good Egg. He was almost perfectly blended into his surroundings. The Good Egg then shifted into full view he informed me that if I had not seen him, he would have killed me on the spot. I think he planned to stab me with a badminton racket. No longer invisible, I got my first real view of him. He wore a simple white costume without pants (See attached photos). I find it terrifying that someone so small can exude so much menace. I was informed by The Good Egg that he had been observing me since I got to the Rogue Isles and he wanted to offer me a place in the 7th Egg Dynasty based on my potential.
My cover identity is one of a man suffering from some trauma which has caused him to behave in a childlike manner. I think this helped me get in quicker, as there as little suspicion when I agreed to join them immediately. They think me too simple minded to be capable of subterfuge, thank God.
The most disturbing rumor I have heard about The Good Egg, is that he may be a psionic projection from someone else. Intelligence claims that the person projecting The Good Egg into existence may not even be aware of it. I have no idea how to go about proving that The Good Egg is the figment of someone’s imagination made real.
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