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| aim by Ray of Light 09/02/2005, 3:50pm PDT | ||||
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| As in scholarly edtions of the bible, the words of interdictor appear in italics.
Mr. K: "It's raining now and I guess that's a relief from the heat. It's hot as hell down there in the sun. Crime is absolutely rampant: rapes, murders, rape-murder combinations. " Ray: "You heard me. All THREE kinds of crime are present here." Ray: "I'm not leaving, so stop asking. I'm staying. I am staying until this shitstorm has blown itself out. Period. End of discussion." Ray: "I say this with a steely glint in my eye." Ray: "Click here for glint photos" Mr. K: "We're seriously considering trying to restore some order to this city since the government has totally given up (and probably couldn't do anything anyway). The police have been looting according to reports, and the honest ones are under siege at their precincts as automatic gunfire was unloaded at one near the Quarter" Mr. K: "I know it's dangerous, but I've got some experience with Foreign Internal Defense, and if there's a chance of slowing down this Planet of the Apes deterioration, someone's got to take the first step. I mean, it's Lord of the Flies out there right now. There's no order at all. No respect for private property, no respect for life." Ray: "I will teach the people to love again." Mr. K: "Then we had to take a router down to city hall to try to get the city rolling on their internet. That included wading through water. God, the city is a mess when you head down Poydras that way. The Superdome looks like the Jenin refugee camp. God help this city. Whether or not it ought to be rebuilt is secondary to the real issue: can it be rebuilt? Looking around, I wouldn't know where or how to start. Good luck with that." Mr. K: again, trying to save the city by himself Ray: I take issue with his issue prioritization Mr. K: but also noting it isn't worth saving Mr. K: "Well, back to living as an insane mountain survivalist in the middle of a major city." Ray: I like to imagine they're rebuilding two years from now and keep running into guys like this, armed to the teeth with long hair and crazy eyes Ray: Like the Imperial Japanese stragglers still holding island positions decades later Mr. K: "Are there still monkeys out there?" Ray: there's an old far side cartoon where a ship full of plank-limbed aliens lands outside a karate school Mr. K: haha yeah Ray: "Here was their chance to practice their skills AND save the entire town." Ray: Really, it would only get better if a gang of ruthless warlords challenged him to a trivia contest to decide ownership of the shattered city Fussbett didn't want to talk about interlocutor. Fussbett: ANYWAYS: snipers taking shots at emergency vehicles. Awesome. Ray: If there was ever a national mod-making crisis, THIS IS IT Ray: I want to be swimming, shooting my way through NO no later than Monday. Ray: (also insert Saints-themed joke about how this is the first time the Superdome has been a hot LZ) Fussbett: Where's BDR when we need his football mind most? Ray: He leaves, discussion of serious matters begins in earnest Ray: "HONEY CAN YOU BELIEVE THESE GUYS?!" Fussbett: He starts nailing his desk back together. Neither did Jhoh! Creexul: http://www.livejournal.com/users/wedrinkbitter/103845.html Ray: Like interdictor he wants to live out some apocalypse fantasy Ray: New Orleans should start charging admission Creexul: I guess. :( Ray: seriously. there have to a million more like these two. Start a rumor that a fortune in gold dubloons is hidden beneath the toxic sludge Creexul: :( |
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