#Klaus was aiding and abetting the crimes

[highlyincorrect]

Five, after committing several war-crimes: Have I gone too far?

Klaus: No, no, you went too far ages ago

Klaus: Now you’re going to prison

[elierlick]

I’m seeing new CIA, FBI, and NSA outreach to POC, queer and trans, and disabled communities. We have to remember these are the same agencies that destroyed our movements just decades ago. They still kill countless people without accountability, overthrow democratically-elected leaders, and operate penal colonies overseas.

It’s actually much worse than that. If you’re wondering how the post-war US government fully aided and abetted Nazis, look no further than Klaus Barbie. Known as the “Butcher of Lyon,” the US Army used him as an agent to throw Bolivia into a military dictatorship. After torturing innumerable Jewish prisoners, he was sentenced to death for war crimes in Germany. Instead of facing trial, US intelligence happily flew him to Bolivia to work as an operative. His remorseless Nazi, anti-communist politics were perfect for overthrowing Bolivia’s communist politicians. He was eventually caught and extradited to France in 1983, where he spent the rest of his life in prison (references x, x, x, x).

Barbie’s life is in no way exceptional. The CIA, FBI, and other government agencies exist only to protect US and corporate interests. They worked with thousands of Nazis over the years, particularly against communist beliefs. The CIA continues to hire war criminals, kill civilians through drone strikes, and operate black sites with unknown thousands of tortured prisoners held without trial.

[misssophiachase]

For @klaroline-events​​ KC Bingo - Champagne

She’s trying to avoid an impromptu and unwanted proposal and enlists the unsuspecting bartender to help thwart the plan.

The Heiress and the Bartender

“I’m not entirely sure, but I think that’s what they call theft.”

Klaus didn’t even bother to hide his sarcasm. As a bartender, he’d heard some strange things over the years but this was definitely a first.

He initially thought he’d misheard her request because he was too busy thinking how adorable her nose looked scrunched up and that it only accentuated the light dusting of freckles across the bridge.

“You’re hilarious, has anyone ever told you that?” She growled. “What happened to the customer always being right?”

“I think that’s null and void when the customer decides to embroil the other party in criminal activity.”

When Klaus started work earlier in the evening he wasn’t expecting to aide and abet the theft of an impressive-looking, diamond ring that cost more than he could ever imagine.    

She’d arrived shortly after eight with an unremarkable guy who seemed to be more interested in his hair than anything else. A hush fell over the bar prompting Klaus to ask his colleague Enzo for details.

This happened a lot, mainly because Klaus had recently arrived in Los Angeles from England and had limited knowledge of all things celebrity, mainly because he didn’t care. But he was starting to realise that working at a popular cocktail bar in Beverly Hills meant he couldn’t really escape it.

Apparently, she was heiress of the Forbes Hotel Empire with her own line of designer clothing and accessories. Not to mention an impressive Instagram following, not that Klaus cared much for social media.

What he hadn’t expected was for her to approach the bar after hero hair went to visit the restroom. Her golden waves were flowing past her shoulders and the black, mini dress fitted like a second skin. Klaus decided then and there it was impossible not to find her attractive.

She was carrying a flute of their best and most expensive Dom Pérignon champagne and subsequently asked him to dispose of it.

“That’s Dom,” he noted, gesturing to the glass flute. “But if you’d like something else I can recommend...”

“Oh no, the champagne is fine,” she interrupted. “It’s what’s inside the glass that needs to disappear sooner rather than later.”

He looked closer, his eyes attempting to see through the gold bubbles not expecting to encounter a diamond, engagement ring.

“The old diamond ring in the champagne trick,” he whistled, unable to help himself.

“Urgh, tell me about it,” she growled.  

“So, I guess congratulations are in order?”

“We’ve been dating, and I use that term very loosely, for four months,” she explained. “I’m not ready to get married and especially not to someone who takes longer in front of the mirror than me.”

“I suppose that explains his extended trip to the bathroom.”

“Which is lucky because right now I need a little less conversation and a little more action.”

She then proceeded to outline her master plan so as not to get engaged which he explained was theft, plain and simple.  

“I’m curious, why do I have to get my hands dirty? If it was at least a good plan I might risk it but...”

“Wow, tell me what you really think. Look, just empty the glass, give me the ring and I’ll hide it in my purse.”

Klaus couldn’t help but think of all the holes in her plan and there were a lot. Given the way she was looking at him, she was clearly thinking the same thing.

“Here’s a thought, why don’t you just say no?”

“I don’t want things to be awkward.”

“And this whole process of trying to dispose of an engagement ring with yours truly, who you barely know, isn’t awkward?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugged her shoulders. “I feel like we’d make really good partners in crime, well except for your problems with theft and all the fun stuff.”

Klaus wasn’t exactly sure what was happening between them but he knew it was something he didn’t want to end anytime soon. Unfortunately, just as he thought it, the wannabe fiancé appeared freshly coiffed.

“Just say no and give back the ring. I may be your partner in crime but I’m also broke and can’t bail you out of lock-up, love.”

“How about I say no and, after your shift, we go and get into some real trouble then I can bail us both out of jail?”

It was probably the craziest thing he’d ever heard but Klaus was genuinely curious and as it turned out so was Caroline.

When he proposed two years later, Klaus made sure to hide the ring in her champagne so she’d never forget their first unconventional meeting.  

[americanmysticom]

This case involves the most heinous crimes against humanity under the guise of a pandemic which has been fuelled by a psychological operation designed to create mass panic on an ongoing basis globally.

CORONA INVESTIGATIVE COMMITTEE

DAY 1 OPENING SESSION OF THE GRAND JURY PROCEEDING

GETTR VIDEO LINK, Full recording (starts around 25-miniute mark); https://gettr.com/post/psoiulc122

Transcript;

REINER FUELLMICH

This case involves the most heinous crimes against humanity under the guise of a pandemic. Despite the seeming complexity of the evidence, there are just 4 sets of relevant facts: 1. there has only been a pandemic of testing, not a real corona virus pandemic, which has been fuelled by a psychological operation designed to create mass panic on an ongoing basis globally.

This is a long-planned agenda; the swine flu was its unsuccessful precursor 12 years ago. It has been cooked up by psychopaths who seek to gain full control over the people of the world they hate.

They are using our govts and the media, both of which they own, to convey their panic propaganda.   2. The virus can be treated safely with other treatments such as vitamins and off-label ivermectin, HCQ, etc. But these methods were banned in order to get everyone injected with what will be shown to be ineffective, dangerous and even lethal injections. 3. The swine flu of 12 years ago turned out to be a mild flu, but they changed the definition of a pandemic in order to classify it as such before they created panic.

This was their first attempt at creating a pandemic. This was done in part to divert attention from their fraudulent financial activities at the time (the Lehman collapse). The same intention exists behind this pandemic, too. We didn’t pay close attention around the time of the Lehman collapse, but it turned out they had been plundering and looting our coffers for decades. We would also have seen that our governments were no longer our governments. They have been taken over by the World Economic Forum and the leaders they create through the Young Global Leaders program as early as 1992. Merkel and Gates were 2 of their first graduates. These financial crimes went unpunished by our governments because they are aiding and abetting them.

4. The other side aims to take full and complete control over all of us, which includes destruction and take over of all small business activity to the benefit of major corporations. This also requires population control through DNA manipulation, and massive reduction of the population. mRNA experimental injections assist in this. But they also require the deliberate destruction of our democracy, the rule of law and the destruction of our institutions so as to create chaos. Ultimately, we should agree to losing our national and cultural identities, and instead accept a one world government under the UN, which is now under the control of them and the WEF. Digital passports are required which completely monitor all our activity; one digital currency will be used and issued by one bank – theirs.

There are 6 figures involved: Christian Drosten, Anthony Fauci, Tedros (WHO), Bill Gates, Blackrock, and Pfizer. This case is about a long-planned agenda by an ultra-rich group of people and their financial mafia based in the City of London and Wall St. to use a pseudo-pandemic as a guise to obtaining full control while we are distracted. This group has been using various platforms on which to discuss their agenda, but the most important one is the WEF’s.  The WEF was created in 1971 by a then 33-year old Klaus Schwab. Its members are 1,000 global corporations with $5 billion in annual sales. Since 1992, they have presented their own group of political leaders to the world. Merkel and Gates were among the first, then Sebastian Kurz, Justin Trudeau, Jacinda Ardern, Emmanuel Macron and many more. This Davos clique promotes the shifting of the world’s assets to this group so that in 2030, ordinary people will ‘own nothing and be happy’ under their one world govt and single digital currency, along with a drastic reduction in the world’s population, and the manipulation of the remaining population’s DNA all the way into transhumanism.

The pandemic was the way into this scenario, which had been planned going back to 2001, called Operation Dark Winter. Then the Rockefeller Foundation did another rehearsal in 2010 called Operation Lockstep. Finally, there was Event 201 in 2019, sponsored by Johns Hopkins, the Gates Foundation, the WEF and the Rockefeller Foundation.

A week from now we will be calling on a range of witnesses (he names them) to testify about the historical and geopolitical background to what we are confronted with.

They will also explain how a pandemic of international concern was created when they had almost no cases, based on the lie of ‘asymptomatic transmission’ and the PCR test that cannot detect illness. (He continues to name witnesses that will be called.) It will be shown that the virus is no more dangerous than the common flu, and that the PCR test, which cannot detect illness, was the basis for ALL anti-Covid measures, including the dangerous vaccines. Our immune systems were capable of dealing with this virus; there was no excess mortality anywhere until the injections started. There were no cases in early 2020, but they needed them in order to declare an international health emergency. This declaration of cases was based on false positive results and nothing else. (More expert witnesses are listed.) They will tell us that we were witnessing a banning of safe treatments from the start, and an introduction of treatments that constitute medical malpractice (Remdesivir, intubation, Midazolam). (More witnesses are named)

They will show us that while the virus mortality rate was exceedingly low, the shots have been causing up to a 40% mortality rate since September 2021,

and that certain batches constitute an experiment in lethal doses by the vaccine makers. The next group of witnesses will explain how we were brought to the lockdown phase, the mask mandates, social distancing, etc. up to the ineffective yet dangerous vaccines. And how our acquiescence was contrived through a gigantic psychological operation involving the MSM and our politicians. The next witnesses will explain the intentional destruction of our economies and a controlled crash of said economies, in order to introduce one world bank, etc.

The final group of witnesses will explain how the other side’s agenda involves population control and eugenics.

https://www.thelibertybeacon.com/reiner-fuellmichs-grand-jury-day-1-opening-statements-video/

[this hearing is real, the reality is that the shows on media news, and political ‘theater’ we’ve been taking as fact, is actually an entertainment 'production’ - we thought was fact]

[misssophiachase]

I’m back, hope you liked the first part! You can read from the beginning on AO3 and FF. 

Synopsis: She skipped bail and he’s tasked to track her down. As a seasoned bounty hunter, it’s a fairly routine job on paper for Klaus Mikaelson but then he meets Caroline Forbes and has no idea what to do with her.

Thrill of the Chase - Part Two: Man Down

Cumberland County, TN, (Interstate 40) - Caroline

Karma was a bitch, currently disguised as a blown-out tire.

Caroline kicked it a few times in frustration but then stopped realising her heels weren't fully equipped to soften the blow.

"Mother chucker," she hissed, rubbing her sore foot.

Caroline decided then and there she was woeful at this whole ‘on the run’ lifestyle. Not only with her poor choice of footwear but the fact she had no spare tire, and even if she did, no jack to change it.

Only she would decide to skip her bail hearing and not complete the requisite checks required on the vehicle aiding and abetting her getaway from New York City. 

She could hear her idiot, car-obsessed ex-boyfriend berating her for not taking proper care of her convertible. Caroline figured she must have done it despite him. Unfortunately, her stubborn ability to hold a grudge had led her to this moment and he was clearly still tormenting her from afar. Ass.

It really wasn’t her day. Actually, who was she kidding? It wasn’t her year.

2.5 hours earlier

“How’s my little fugitive?” She’d asked after the call connected, while Caroline was still singing along with Rhianna about shooting a man down in Central Station.

“I’m fine,” she lied, turning down the music.

“Liar,” she countered. “I heard Rhianna, things must be desperate.”

“I’m getting into character,” she offered.

“This isn’t high school drama club, Care,” she sighed.

“What ever happened to you being the bad influence?” She growled. Katherine Pierce had been well renowned at their prep school on the Upper East Side for her questionable reputation. “I recall having to cover for you more than a few times.”

“For smoking in the girls’ toilets.”

“And the rest. I also seem to recall other less PG things happening in that bathroom too, Kitty Kat,” she laughed, despite everything else.

“Good times,” she chuckled. “So, where are you now?”

“Bristol.” For some reason, every time she crossed a state border, Caroline felt relieved. Like the more miles she put between herself and Manhattan the better.

“Welcome to Tennessee,” she squealed excitedly. “You’ll be here in Nashville with me before you know it.”

“Thankfully,” she murmured, pleased to see a familiar face. “But I can’t stay too long.”

“I know,” she drawled. “You’re a woman on a mission.”

“I promised,” she insisted.

“And, as your best friend, I know more about your ability to keep a promise than most. Please tell me we can get obscenely drunk before you go at least?”

“Are you kidding? We have so much time to make up for,” Caroline smiled. “And now that I’m a felon on the run who knows what I might do under the influence?” Katherine’s laughed intermingled with her own until she stopped suddenly and Caroline could already tell what she was going to say next.

“Do you think maybe you should have stayed and…”

“You are really killing my fugitive vibe, Pierce,” she interrupted. “I couldn’t stay there, you know that. I needed to get away, it was stifling and had been for a while.”

“Your father certainly has that suffocation gift down.”

“Lucky me,” she muttered. Katherine was responding but she was breaking up and difficult to decipher. “Kat, I can’t understand you.” She could hear her voice cutting in and out until the line went dead. 

As stupid as it sounded, Caroline really didn’t want to talk about him so it was probably good timing the cell reception dropped out when it did.

Although interstate 40 was a busy route, Caroline hadn’t seen many cars that time of the day. She’d noticed mile marker 337 not long before her tire blew out, interrupting her fugitive themed playlist in the process.

Now, here she was stranded and trying to get someone to pull over. Easy, right?

Although, wasn’t that how people were kidnapped and killed? That’s what her parents had drummed into her since she was young and although she was supposed to be rebelling against society it still didn’t feel right or safe.

Caroline winced thinking about her parents again. She’d already ignored their steady stream of calls since leaving New York and was too afraid to listen to her voicemail. She was fairly certain if Liz and Bill were disappointed in her after committing her crime they were royally pissed about her running away.

So, the fact her cell reception was non-existent was timely because her parents’ calls weren’t getting through but it also meant no calling for help hence her current predicament.

She decided to push aside every sensible thought and think about what would Thelma and Louise do? Well, besides that driving into the Grand Canyon part.

Caroline was madly trying to remember if general hitchhiker etiquette was to hold out a thumb or not. Pity she was wearing jeans otherwise she might have flashed a little leg like she’d seen in movies.

While inwardly arguing with herself, Caroline heard a loud crunch synonymous with tires on gravel.

The silver Lincoln was impressive looking but what she couldn’t get past was the person behind the wheel. 

Even wearing aviators, she could make out an enticing pair of crimson lips curved into a curious smile and untamed, dark blonde hair that curled over his ears teasingly. His black henley was open at the top, a few necklaces peeking out that were just begging to be pulled upon.

Looks like her Brad Pitt had arrived just in time. 

Caroline just hoped he wasn’t going to ask too many questions.

Klaus

Usually, when Klaus had to apprehend a skip it took a lot more than two hours but yet here she was standing on the roadside.

He had to open and close his eyes a few times to check they weren’t playing tricks on him. But here she was basically standing there waiting to be caught. His intel from Lucien was supposedly a reliable destination in Nashville but it looks like he wouldn’t need that anymore.

Klaus recognised her straight away given the picture his friend had sent through had been running through his mind ever since. One thing was for sure that her photo, albeit flawless, still didn’t do her justice.

Those fitted, dark jeans were showcasing a lithe pair of legs, her red and white striped tee highlighting her creamy skin and those golden waves were fanned out perfectly over her shoulders. And that was before he’d even studied her face of expressive, blue eyes with some kissable, pink lips.

Given Sex on Fire was blasting through his speakers, it seemed almost apt given the way his nether regions weren’t cooperating.

But Klaus was a professional and knew he had a job to do.

He still couldn’t believe he was doing this in the first place but Lucien had begged and pleaded. Lucien never did that. Ever.

2.5 hours earlier

“Even if I could help, you know Rebekah would murder me if I don’t...”

“Kol tells me the family reunion is in a week, you’ve got the time, mate.” Klaus balled up his fists remembering to kill his brother when he saw him. “

Who is it?”

“Excuse me?”

“This walk in the park? In and out, no trouble? Last time I checked that’s a little beneath my skill set, Castle.”

“Agreed but this case is special. I, uh, sort of know her father.” Klaus nearly swerved off the road given how unexpected that confession was.

“I’m hanging up now.”

“Klaus, please?” He pleaded. “Let’s just say he’s well-known in the city not to mention extremely powerful and can’t risk this getting out publicly.”

“So, let me get this straight,” he growled, his frustration growing. “You want me to chase down some rich, daddy’s little girl who decided to ruffle his feathers by getting arrested?”

“Well…”

“Wow,” he groaned. “Rebekah’s demand is suddenly not so bad.”

“I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important, Klaus,” he insisted. “And if you do this I’ll be in your debt. Any skip you want I'll get.” Klaus had to admit it was an enticing offer, especially given all of the revenge he could exact.

“Keep talking.”

“So, you’ll do it?”

“I want to know everything first,” he replied gruffly. “Who her father is and what the hell she did.”

When Lucien told her what Caroline Forbes had done he was surprised but another part of him was intrigued. Seeing her picture had done nothing to dampen his curiosity either.

Her father was a whole other story and Klaus was beginning to realise that she wasn’t just any other skip. She was a liability, an expose waiting to happen. No wonder he was hoping to keep it under wraps as long as possible.

Now, peering at her through his windshield, Klaus had to decide how he was going to handle this. Handle her.

Should he use the handcuffs or not? Should he identify himself from the outset or not? Was she a flight risk and more savvy than expected? Or was she just crying out for attention from daddy and would be compliant and come easily?

Klaus never had to question himself. He always worked on pure instinct and it had served him well in the past. Let's hope it did this time.

As he opened the car door and eased himself out from behind the wheel, Klaus knew was this certainly wasn’t going to be dull.

Soundtrack: Man Down (Rihanna) Sex on Fire (Kings of Leon)