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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 ]
Private; un: MadMax
[No, she's not just messaging to give you shit, even if she's doing just that.]
I'm gonna focus on the house I'm in before I start on other places. But I do scavenge a lot of the houses and buildings. Do you have a location in mind for gathering supplies?
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we'll have it done soon.
whatever you find you can drop off at the clinic or i'll come pick up anything heavy.
just hotdog is fine. or frank [ since he feels this ship sailing as they live and breathe ]
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okay, will do.
[It's hard not to smile when he tells her his name. She's known it since Kilgrave outed him, but she also wasn't going to use it.]
do you not like your name?
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thanks, sweetheart. let me know if there's anything else you need.
i don't have a problem with my name. do you get the joke finally? [ hotdogs?? franks???? ]
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[She's already side-eying a couple of others here - one for wanting to compile a list of everyone's powers and abilities, and another for being adamantly against the idea of a prison. The first, she thinks, is a recipe for disaster. The latter she just doesn't understand.]
...yes. yes i do. [Oh god, why? Sigh.]
so what happens if someone comes here who's not exactly a criminal, but they're definitely a bad person capable of bad things?
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if they were angry, probably, yeah.
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[Compared to Kilgrave, most people look like saints.]
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[And she only knows a little bit about Kilgrave and what's he done, and what he's capable of.]
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not really, no. way too far in the future to think about.
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maybe. anything could happen, i guess.
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yeah. do you think that people who don't want to go back to their own worlds for whatever reason can go to someone else's?
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