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quietplace2018-03-08 09:50 am
oorah) wrote in quietplace2018-03-08 09:50 am
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Hotdog's Inaugural Address (un:hotdog)
So I guess I'm the fucking mayor of this shithole now. Pretty funny for a guy who never voted in his life. I don't know whether to thank the assholes who voted for me or punch you all, but I always was better at punching than saying thank you so you can guess where I'm leaning.
I'm taking this to mean the Natives are washing their hands of us. They don't want to be responsible for what happens next, but they still want to reap the benefits if we manage to make progress with the Sound Eaters. I get why they're scared, but where I come from death is always permanent and patriots lose their lives every day so the people back home can be free. Even if we come back, that doesn't make our sacrifice mean less.
Alright, enough of that bullshit, I'm getting to a point. All of us are going to pool our resources and Soundproof the Communal Houses. I want as many done as possible before the new people get here. We're constructing a Prison too which needs to be fully soundproofed and tough enough to keep shitbags inside. If there's anyone or anything you're worried about coming here from your world, you can let us know HERE. Mike is putting together a book so we'll all be ready. If you want to help, drop off materials at the Clinic, which is always looking for volunteers. Stay tuned for us rehabbing the Hospital too. We need anyone who knows any fucking thing about medicine and repairing androids or whatever that shit is.
No one does anything alone, there need to be witnesses to everything that happens in this crater. If you go out to the Sound Eaters: Bring your device and record. We don't know if the memory loss from the Room is permanent, but it's better not to risk being wrong. We need all the information we can get on those things. I'm doing a trip when the new arrivals get here out to Monster Island. If you want in, let me know.
That's all for now. Hotdog, over and out. [ threadjack to ur hearts content ]
I'm taking this to mean the Natives are washing their hands of us. They don't want to be responsible for what happens next, but they still want to reap the benefits if we manage to make progress with the Sound Eaters. I get why they're scared, but where I come from death is always permanent and patriots lose their lives every day so the people back home can be free. Even if we come back, that doesn't make our sacrifice mean less.
Alright, enough of that bullshit, I'm getting to a point. All of us are going to pool our resources and Soundproof the Communal Houses. I want as many done as possible before the new people get here. We're constructing a Prison too which needs to be fully soundproofed and tough enough to keep shitbags inside. If there's anyone or anything you're worried about coming here from your world, you can let us know HERE. Mike is putting together a book so we'll all be ready. If you want to help, drop off materials at the Clinic, which is always looking for volunteers. Stay tuned for us rehabbing the Hospital too. We need anyone who knows any fucking thing about medicine and repairing androids or whatever that shit is.
No one does anything alone, there need to be witnesses to everything that happens in this crater. If you go out to the Sound Eaters: Bring your device and record. We don't know if the memory loss from the Room is permanent, but it's better not to risk being wrong. We need all the information we can get on those things. I'm doing a trip when the new arrivals get here out to Monster Island. If you want in, let me know.
That's all for now. Hotdog, over and out. [ threadjack to ur hearts content ]
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no seriously it's adorable
i'm not the thought police or even the regular fucking police
only bigtime douchebags are getting put down there
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but I can nominate several dozen names to the prick list but I don't know about confiding in judgement just like that
which does sound like it's going to be "because I said so"
I hate trials as much as the next bastard but they saved my hide more times than I care to remember so maybe think on it, monsieur le maire
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i think everyone's focusing on the wrong part of this, but i also have no fucking clue what i'm doing and happy to admit it.
what would you do huh? start there.
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[If they're talking Honesty and shit like that. Now's the time when Hawkeye wishes he had his red robe and some muddy shoes to plop on top of a desk. Y'know. As any mature, full grown man does.]
I just hate the idea of locking someone up for something that might not have been their fault and I don't know if it will ever happen but I hate it. we're dealing with stranger's words here annd I don't know if there's enough trust to go around to ever make it fair
[He's certainly not the largest supplier of said trust. He's already gotten horridly contradicting words out of these devices. But.
Look. Anyway.]
not knowing what you're doing just makes you overqualified for the position of mayor you really should be running for senator. You're already doing the I Am One Of You thing so well.
now don't take any this personally comrade I'm just doing my part in congratulating you on your new kingdom
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thanks, dickbag. love you too.
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Hawkeye just. Tugs at his hair.
And then he wonders when the last time was that he heard "love you", in jest or otherwise. They said a lot of stupid shit to each other in the MASH, but some things would be a little too much, even for the men who prided themselves on taking things too far.
Naturally
he grins like a damn loon.]
kiss kiss and get some rest darling
[You've got a hell of a time ahead, you dumbass Marine.]
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the cutesy back-and-forth has frank smiling too, though it's much more subdued as is his way. he'll hit up hawkeye soon, but for now he really is tired. good night, army boy. ]