SW10: Summer of Discontent #1: 2014
pwerdna at gmail.com
Mon Aug 22 00:32:38 PDT 2011
On Sun, 14 Aug 2011 22:13:59 +0000 (UTC), Scott Eiler wrote:
> Then someone up on the nearest balcony said, "The crackdown is here!"
> It was Charlie Sheen - in a tunic! Gunmen in helmets and vests were all
> around him.
> Charlie Sheen answered. "We're smashing the last bits of the rebellion.
> *That's* what's going on."
> "Whaat? Oh, and nice tunic, Mr. Sheen."
> "Thanks. No one ever thinks to compliment me on that. But it's
> *Vice-President* Sheen to you."
> Joel shoved a piece of paper at me and said, "Wyatt! It's up to you to
> save 2014! Send our message to the past!"
> "2014!? *What* message?"
I see. O.o
> Obviously I'd left my world. It looked like I'd merged with another
> body of mine, via something like Hyper-Body Hyper-Transfer Protocol. My
> body looked older. So I guess it really was 2014.
Hmmmmm, yes, obviously... a bit *too* obviously.
> Now, who would send me here? Probably Satanists. They'd been awfully
> mad at me, just one day before at Britannia Beach. And I'd *thrown
> away* all the power I could have used to defend myself from them. The
> things I do just to be moral...
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it.
> But I knew that demon. He had rules about entering or exiting
> structures. He'd been devious toward me *many* times, but he'd never
> done me wrong. So I said, "Vesper. I will admit you if you promise to
> tell me what the hell is going on."
> He said, "Wyatt. I understand your oath. I promise by Hell to tell you
Very good. Trust your own judgment.
> "Black Mages. Because you captured ultimate power in 2011 - and then
> you *sacrificed* it. You have now done the most powerful sacrifice in
> over a millennium. That is why I grant you the judgment power over this
> I *have* acted in judgment upon Earths. As recently as two days ago.
> At Britannia Beach. There was I taught a lesson in judgment. So I
> said, "No! I do *not* grant permission to remove Earths! Not even if
> Charlie Sheen is Vice-President!"
The litimus test for anyone, I must say.
> Oh, shit. I'd returned to the past. It was even *my* past. But it
> wasn't 2011. It was 1971. The part of the past that just sucked.
> Oh, Vesper, you shit.
> Boy, it's a good thing I wrote Britannia Beach as a moral story.
> Otherwise I *would* have wiped Vice-President Sheen out. Now we'll just
> have to live with the possibility of a Trump-Sheen ticket as it arises.
I dunno, three years seems incredibly short for them to be elected, a
rebellion to arise, and for it to be nearly wiped out. I figured the whole
world was going to be some sort of illusion.
Andrew "NO .SIG MAN" "Juan" Perron, personally, I wouldn't mind visiting
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