I'm holding me breath on this.
I've been through this shite before.
Anyone need a pick up?
I've been through this shite before.
Anyone need a pick up?
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what I want to know is, when I'm asleep, - June 29th, 2013
do I really remember how to fly?
[VIDEO]
[Oh, it's him again. He is looking less put together than previously. Already he had quite a stubbly riddled face. Now there's some sort of a semblance of a goatee, it'd be more apparent if it wasn't for dirt and cuts.]
Hey. Take a second right now. Soak it in. Remember where you are. What you're doing this very second. Take a mental picture of where you're standing, sitting....whatevering. This will be the moment you'll latch onto. When you're somebody's great-grand something you'll look back on today.
[He shuts his eyes like there's gonna be some mass meditation. It isn't long.]
We did it! Goddammit! You. Me. We! Sweet City, baby girl, you're free~! Those assholes are gone! Our work ain't even done, but this is the prize!!
Say it! Say it with me now!
VIC-TOR-Y! VIC-TOR-Y!
[Oh, it's him again. He is looking less put together than previously. Already he had quite a stubbly riddled face. Now there's some sort of a semblance of a goatee, it'd be more apparent if it wasn't for dirt and cuts.]
Hey. Take a second right now. Soak it in. Remember where you are. What you're doing this very second. Take a mental picture of where you're standing, sitting....whatevering. This will be the moment you'll latch onto. When you're somebody's great-grand something you'll look back on today.
[He shuts his eyes like there's gonna be some mass meditation. It isn't long.]
We did it! Goddammit! You. Me. We! Sweet City, baby girl, you're free~! Those assholes are gone! Our work ain't even done, but this is the prize!!
Say it! Say it with me now!
VIC-TOR-Y! VIC-TOR-Y!
It has been because of you!
We have been victorious! Tell us your needs, Citizens - we will do our best to bring down the barriers, to allow you to stay if you wish, or go as you please, to free you from the tyranny of the deities.
It has been our duty, our honor, our pleasure. And we could not have done it without you.
[ooc: Anon won, and the clock will pause for an hour at midday.....and start up again at one! So feel free to have your character notice this, and also notice that the City is being cleaned up, there is an order here...or is there?]
We have been victorious! Tell us your needs, Citizens - we will do our best to bring down the barriers, to allow you to stay if you wish, or go as you please, to free you from the tyranny of the deities.
It has been our duty, our honor, our pleasure. And we could not have done it without you.
[ooc: Anon won, and the clock will pause for an hour at midday.....and start up again at one! So feel free to have your character notice this, and also notice that the City is being cleaned up, there is an order here...or is there?]
Do you know what a miracle is? It's one world's intrusion into another one. Most of the time we exist peacefully, but when we do touch, there's cataclysm.
Like any faithful priest, faithful revolutionaries also believe in another world. Where revolutions break out spontaneous and leaderless, and the soul's talent for consensus allows the masses to work together without effort, automatic as the body itself.
And yet, if any of it should really happen that perfectly, I would also have to cry miracle. A revolutionary miracle.
The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairvoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the pulse of himself--these are witnesses to miracles.
And yet I feel that I have witnessed a miracle too. That by the united will and wishes of the people of the City, of its own Cityzens, the oppressors have fled--have been made to flee in the face of the united will and wishes of the people of the City.
Now peace can settle into all the corners and windowsills of the City.
Now the first of the work is done and the real work can begin.
[ooc: Onward and upward! ...right? Or is it more parabolic? Time will tell...]
Like any faithful priest, faithful revolutionaries also believe in another world. Where revolutions break out spontaneous and leaderless, and the soul's talent for consensus allows the masses to work together without effort, automatic as the body itself.
And yet, if any of it should really happen that perfectly, I would also have to cry miracle. A revolutionary miracle.
The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairvoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the pulse of himself--these are witnesses to miracles.
And yet I feel that I have witnessed a miracle too. That by the united will and wishes of the people of the City, of its own Cityzens, the oppressors have fled--have been made to flee in the face of the united will and wishes of the people of the City.
Now peace can settle into all the corners and windowsills of the City.
Now the first of the work is done and the real work can begin.
[ooc: Onward and upward! ...right? Or is it more parabolic? Time will tell...]