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[LMNO]

euww. not unless yer motorized or somethin

::is oddly aroused::

[Mangrove]

LMNO - you really need to add another chapter here soon  

[LMNO]

Yeah, I suppose...

When I get 30 minutes of uninterrupted free time.

[RexDeminZ]

I have finally read through the entire thread and it kicks ass.

I'm eagerly awaiting more chapters!

[LMNO]

,ÄúSo, how exactly do you know all these people, and why are they scattered all over creation?,Äù  Erin was looking out the window of an econobox hydro-cell car,Ķ well, ,Äúcar,Äù is pushing it, but I guess since it had four wheels and a motor, it barely qualified.  Just like Stain to give me some suburban overweight mother,Äôs mall-hopper, I thought Ah well, at least it,Äôll be inconspicuous,Ķ Hardly, with the Mountain to deal with.

,ÄúWell, darling, It all goes back to the creation of the Open Bar.,Äù

,ÄúFor you, it always does, doesn,Äôt it?,Äù

,ÄúLet me finish.  That project was both the nucleus of our little organization, and the last time all of us saw each other in a single group.  We realized that we had done something unbelievable, and that we would be the focus of intense Official scrutiny.  Being rampant Individualists, we all had our own ideas about how to avoid being noticed.  But it was both the gnome and Stain who came up with the idea of using Sticking Apart as a battle strategy.,Äù

,ÄúThe gnome.,Äù

,ÄúYup.,Äù

,ÄúWait,Ķ you mean like midget?,Äù

,ÄúI have no idea.  No one ever really saw him.  It,Äôs kind of hard to explain, but he was really good about keeping hidden, and disguising his voice.  No one is ever sure where or who he is.  But he,Äôs a good friend of that pookah we me at the caf?©, fluffy.,Äù

Erin groaned.  ,ÄúPlease, no more of that.  I don,Äôt think I could take it.,Äù

,ÄúDon,Äôt worry; the esoteric portion of this is over.  Pretty much.  I think.  Well, maybe I shouldn,Äôt promise that just yet.  But I will promise that if we do get into any heavy occultism, I,Äôll couch it in a hell of a lot of quantum physics theory.,Äù

,ÄúCharming.  So, you were saying,Ķ,Äù

,ÄúRight.  The Sticking Apart idea came from an old, old book that the so-called Discordians,Äî,Äù

,Äú--Who you claim to be part of--,Äù

,Äú,ÄîRight.  There was a passage in there, a joke, really, that instead of the people in their religion sticking together--,Äù

,Äú,ÄîThey should stick apart.  Ha, ha.  Very funny.  You all go in for some pretty stupid humor, you know that?,Äù

,ÄúYou should have seen us before the Big Takeover of 2011.  No one took anything seriously.  We all thought that not really caring about society and the world was cool, and we would make stupid jokes and infantile pranks, thinking we would somehow disrupt the system.  Until, of course, the System got out ahead of us.,Äù

,ÄúHow do you mean?,Äù

,ÄúTo be honest, I,Äôm not really sure.  Some say we just weren,Äôt paying enough attention to the slow progress from hedonistic and decadent to diseased and corrupt, but others claim that what eventually became Government, Inc stumbled upon some new innovation or invention that propelled their information and communication abilities far beyond what anyone ever suspected.  A lot of us are trying to figure out what happened.

,ÄúAnyway, after we lost and Doubtless Incident and the Illegitimate Son of God,Ķ I know, I know, don,Äôt look at me like that.  They had weird names.  Leave it at that.  After they got taken in by the Cops and beaten to death, we realized they weren,Äôt complete fuckups anymore, and we had to actually crack down and get shit done.  We couldn,Äôt agree on any one project or tactic or plan, which is when the gnome and Stain, independently of each other, came up with a practical application of Sticking Apart.,Äù

,ÄúGo on,Ķ I think I can see where this is going.,Äù

,ÄúWell, think of it this way:  If you have an opponent who has more manpower, and with analytical skills off the charts, the only way to get around their counter strategy is complete randomness.  The night we created the Open Bar, we decided to split up, and never openly talk about our main objective, the one thing that we could all agree on, to a greater or lesser extent,Ķ to bring down Government, Inc.,Äù

,ÄúWhat?  Bring it down?  Pretty tall order there, mister.,Äù

,ÄúDon,Äôt knock it ,Äòtill you,Äôve tried it.  So, we split up, each of us trying in our own way to beat the System, but with no direct communication about our short term tactics or goals.  Stain opened up his Pizza parlor, Mal had her caf?©, Mangrove became attached to the Open Bar and decided to befriend it, and so on.,Äù

,ÄúWait,Ķ If everyone split up, how is it that you know all these people?,Äù

,ÄúThey just like me, I guess.,Äù

,ÄúI find that very hard to believe.,Äù  Erin cracked me a wry grin, and I could feel myself respond.  You know, down there.

,ÄúVery funny.  Ok, we,Äôre approaching the outskirts of The City.  You better open up that tequila.  It,Äôs an hour to the base of The Mountain, and I don,Äôt want you freaking out before we get a chance to meet Noodle.,Äù

,ÄúWho?,Äù

,ÄúNoodle.  Of the Mountain.  Nice girl, but deadly.,Äù

[fluffy]

gnomes are full of shit

[LMNO]

indeed.

[agent compassion]

         

Noodle of the Mountain?

         

[LMNO]

indeed, indeed.

[Horab Fibslager]

nice, nice. everything fits jsut right

[LMNO]

[unavoidable]

Hey, that's what your Mother said last night!

[/unavoidable]

[Horab Fibslager]

well then i'm glad she enjoyed herself.

[ataraxia]

*Bump*

Bring on the mountain noodle!

(This has been your 2-week reminder-nusiance service.)

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

2nded.

[Irreverend Hugh, KSC]

3rded.