mdk

Oi, politidorks, hit me up with some nuanced articles you've been reading lately.

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Starbucks sounds like the sort of establishment that deserves to have its windows smashed.

That'll teach the Deep State

@Dinh AaronMk

Replace Deep State with Donald Trump, and you've got the DC riots.

Oi, politidorks, hit me up with some nuanced articles you've been reading lately.

@mdk

If plain coffee is communist then I have a dependency on the Vanguard-turned-Bourgiese-Ruling-Class fancy shit.

@Dinh AaronMk

You just have to be careful about it. Sumatran? Communist. Columbian? Communist. Guatemalan? Communist. French roast? You can capitalize it, but natural state is communist. Americana is a commie trick, it's not real American coffee and therefore it's communist. Etc.

Really you have to go to Starbuck's to get coffee, because they exploit the poor overseas, which capitalizes just about any blend.

Oi, politidorks, hit me up with some nuanced articles you've been reading lately.

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I got overtime out the ass right now. Only thing I'm debating is what form to take my caffeine.

@Vilageidiotx

If it's not low-calorie rehab monster, you're wrong, and I've got a list of political reasons to justify that claim. #1, everything else is communist. Coffee is concentrated communism. #2, shut up. #3, also shut up. You get the idea.

Oi, politidorks, hit me up with some nuanced articles you've been reading lately.

@Dinh AaronMk@Vilageidiotx@mdk@Antarctic Termite

seriously, can we get a politcal discussion going on discord? A real time debat would be fun.

@Dynamo Frokane

Forgive him, father, for he knows not what he does.

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Luca's face went white before the pavise knight even addressed him. "Wait," he said softly. "She's the biometric pass?" That would mean that his suicide stunt was even dumber than before, which was a difficult bar to clear. Jesus Luca you're such a moron. As if to accentuate that thought, Luca asked no further questions about his role -- he was too distracted by the realization that he'd almost thrown his life away on the shaky, misguided, and foolhardy assumption that he was somehow special. The bolt in his hands felt heavy.

The Final Hazard

"Hey, you! You're standing too close to the line, get closer in to the rest of us. You don't want to be stuck between the folding walls."

@Terminal

Snapped out of his random delusions of significance by the sharp order, Luca immediately bounded towards the others. I'm such an idiot, he thought privately. "Sorry, I'm...." an idiot -- but don't say that out loud, stupid!! "Sorry."

His movement -- though late, and a little awkward for that fact -- was nevertheless remarkably spry and efficient. Watching him take a scolding and spring into action was something akin to watching spider monkeys deftly conquer a forest canopy. It was at once impressive and perfectly, naturally mundane; as though in both mind and body, this was his life's calling -- to recover from oblivious stasis with sudden bursts of competence.

The Final Hazard

Luca was relieved to see Donny return to the fold. He took a quick stock of his other allies. Amelie's condition was not lost on him, though he certainly couldn't explain it. The knight -- Fortune, if he remembered correctly -- was arming himself, which seemed wise. Luca only clasped the bolt he'd stolen, but that was about as much combat as he was good for anyway. He watched each and every one of his companions, fancying himself a shepherd for a moment while he stood about harmlessly and helplessly waiting for the authority figures to tell him what to do next. The idea that he could even think of himself as a protector was, at best, laughable -- but all the same, they'd come this far together, and as long as nothing else made sense, Luca found in these strangers a curious endearment. He didn't think it consciously, but if push came to shove, he would do what he could to help any of them.

Except perhaps Donny, but then, Donny certainly didn't seem to need Luca's sort of help.

The Final Hazard

"Whomever I decided to accompany me is not important right now. Let's just take our leave and move on. Waiting here has simply resulted in the situation getting worse and I want answers."

@Bright_Ops

Luca agreed. He took the arrow away from his throat, but held on to it, both for the meager sense of control it offered and for the sake of satisfying his curiosity. The pavise knight had referenced golems -- is that what this was? He'd never seen molecules turned to such a chaotic purpose. Mass reactions in randomized growth patterns, no discernible induction unless... Well. It was wild and disconcerting, especially since so much of the technology among these naturals felt so antique. There was something very wrong with this world -- and that made him question all the strangeness he'd written off earlier. Gravity fluctuations -- but it didn't seem like an artificial well. The delusions, the multiplying corpses -- for the first time, Luca was really thinking about all of the oddness. He decided to get to the bottom of it.

He also decided that weaponized golems were the least of his concerns. If he was going to figure things out, it would be best to start from the beginning. This all started with a name on a plaque, now nestled in his pocket -- Platter Aesch. And after that name, the companions in the limousine, and the red-headed.....

Shit. Where had that psychopath gone off to? He was just..... right there..... Okay that's spooky. Luca imagined Donny smirking in a shadow somewhere, pulling a railgun out of his ass or something and gunning down the whole gathering of strangers with a smug one-liner and like a ridiculously cool drag on a weird-shaped cigarette. "Donny!" he yelled. "Hey, we're, uh..... we're cool, right? Let's, uh, let's get out of here..... without..... murder......"

No sign of him. Luca looked at the rest of his gaggle. "Did anybody see where he went? I think Aesch is expecting both.... I mean, all of us."

TTL: The Final Hazard OOC

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No comment. If such information was available, it was likely obfuscated by an aspect of the narration.

@Terminal

Noted -- and I think I see what you're talking about, heh..... Alright. I'll hold off on any bio-technical difficulties until they're directed. For internal consistency, if we ever get into some kind of wrinkle where time and consciousness are out of sync, that's the sort of thing that would trigger some kind of, idunno, adrenal error code or something. Haven't really sorted out how best to handle that, but I guess there's no point crossing that bridge just yet.

TTL: The Final Hazard OOC

@terminal -- It's hard to tell definitively from the layout of the latest post. Is the dimensional funkiness meant to be perceptible to anyone other than Donny and Amielle? My impression is that those were experienced only (or just primarily?) by the two characters affected.

I'm asking because if Luca was meant to perceive all that, I'd have to make some decisions about how/if the clockwork biotech would be affected. Reasonably speaking, they're, I mean, they're built on clocks, so if the clocks start going crazy, I need to address that somehow.