poly_chromatic | ♞ two :: i remember falling, i remember marching, like a one man army

[It's some fabulously obscene hour of the morning when Erik ~~bullies into life~~ fires up his network gadget and sets it on the counter in his kitchen to use as an impromptu webcam. His kitchen and living room are attached, so through the monitor one can see not only the front window with its curtains open, but the viva-la-whathehell going on below it.

Erik himself is leaning against the window and smoking, dressed from the day before like he hasn't been to sleep, and contemplating the unfolding scene with acerbic dispassion.]

Your City suffers from a poorly organized case of Revolution, it appears. [Capital letter audible.] Are we soldiering bravely on toward anything in particular, or have we lost one too many games of Risk?

[He smokes. Acerbically, or one of those other synonyms for 'dry' his typist is running through like Kleenex.]

Circumstances being what they are, this does strike me as the ideal time to mention I'm advertising my services as a locksmith. A profession coincidentally also often dealing with securities.

[Wouldn't it be comically inaccurate if this gave anybody the impression Erik was against bloody revolution as a means of affecting change.]

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No, but we can say it is.

Whichever it is, anyway. I'm sure someone's singing one somewhere. Or will be.

They tend to make them up after it's happened.

Which is useless, if you think about it. Why not sing of the glorious revolution as it is occurring.

The problem I could see is we'd have to imagine all the events.
Oh! The banners will be flying when we march into the sea
And you'll hear our battle cry upon the top of every tree
When you see the fire flying from our hearts and from our hands
Then you'll know the City people braved the gods and took a stand.
Something something something something freedom something something.
Do they have a battle cry? Do WE have a battle cry?

Do we have a battle cry? We need a battle cry.

For freedom! is too trite. Also: overused. Perhaps we should hold a poll.

Uhh.

For The City! ... you know, like For Asgard! But ... The City.

Alright. We can get around to changing the name later.

I am partial to Leahsville.

Oh, that one is nice.

I think so.

♞ two :: i remember falling, i remember marching, like a one man army

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