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Literate Chaotic / Re: ITT: Original Story Ideas
« Last post by Roko's Modern Basilisk on Today at 01:35:30 am »
An anarchocommunist superhero who is a hobo, and whose superpower is an ingenious mind for mechanics & chemistry (like MacGuyver turned up to 11), but whose fatal flaw is an over the top emotional reaction to conspicuous consumption, making it difficult to live in society or even operate in proximity to people who are plugged into consumer culture. (Just as supervillians are mocked for their compulsion to explain their plans, this hero can be defeated by seeing or even being reminded of obnoxious displays of wealth, which cause them to rant at length about the bougeoisie.)
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Literate Chaotic / Re: ITT: Original Story Ideas
« Last post by Prelate Diogenes Shandor on Today at 01:09:19 am »
A method of reanimating the dead is discovered, but it is prohibitively expensive due to the fact that not only does it require a great deal of expertise and equipment, but it also can only be done in zero G (by analogy, consider reassembling a VHS cassette: the tape must go through three rollers as it goes between the reels, two of these rollers go around spindles attached from one side of the case, the other goes around a spingle attached from the other side. The cassette must be put back together deftly; whichever side is put on on top risks having its rollers fall off their spindle, or it it is turned on edge instead then the spools may fall out, but in zero gravity this operation would be trivial), this exacerbates the gap between rich and poor. But mostly it's an exploration of that thing I said about it being easier to fix things in zero gravity.
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Literate Chaotic / Re: ITT: Original Story Ideas
« Last post by Roko's Modern Basilisk on Today at 12:46:38 am »
Galactic Special Agent 253, Our Man From UMMO, is a playboy energy being from the center of a distant star, transmitted by a sentient psychedelic alien fungus. He is on a mission to identify, track down, and stop his predecessor, the former agent 253, a body-hopping terrorist named Mondo Cain, who uses classified information in his campaign against the galactic government. They end up on the Sol Wilderness Preserve And Theme Park, where the indiginous people (humans) aren't aware of the galactic government and staying in character is imperative for visitors -- a policy enforced by the death penalty. There is a complication regarding the fungus: the trip only lasts eight hours, after which hosts go back to their normal lives with a set of absurd fabricated memories; Agent 253 has no control over which host he ends up in: he has no consciousness while nobody in ~10 AU is currently tripping on the right drug, but he will hop to one at random when they start. He assumes his opponent has the same restriction. Eventually, he discovers that Cain is himself from the future -- if he hops onto a space-liner going near the speed of light in one direction & then hops onto another nearby spaceliner going in the opposite direction at the same speed, his consciousness ends up going back in time -- and that he discovered some dark secret about corruption in the galactic government. He pleads with his future self to reveal the information. Just when his future self is about to concede, a random passer-by shoots them both: an under cover agent, numbered 253, from Galactic Time Control.
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Richard Nixon's glittering half-life sarcophagus / Re: Spagbook
« Last post by LMNO on Yesterday at 10:26:06 pm »
Guess I found where my bubble ends. I totally thought more people at the Science March would recognize Bayes' Thorem. Oh, well.
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Principia Discussion / Re: Kicking the Paranoia Trip
« Last post by Junkenstein on Yesterday at 09:31:59 pm »
The only mahjgickque I need is the realization that, even if They are out to get me, they have had a half a century do try it and have not succeeded.  So either they aren't really out to get me, or they're so incompetent that they may as well not be.

On a social level, I just recognize that a friend is just someone who has not yet had sufficient motivation to fuck you over.  That's not paranoia, because paranoia is a state of delusion, and the fact is that everyone has their price.

That first part is both the reason I can sleep at all and also why I factor "police interfering" into travel of any significant distance. It's pleasant when it's not needed but I'm pretty accustomed to it now.
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Richard Nixon's glittering half-life sarcophagus / Re: ABSOLUTE CHAOS
« Last post by Junkenstein on Yesterday at 03:49:54 pm »
So, my boss's last day was today.  New boss and corporate guy have said I'm getting the plant (which pays an ass-ton of money and is what I do best), and also that as of today, the HSE supervisor reports to me.  She is in charge of - among other things - the site police force.  They are real police, with the power to arrest and cite, who answer to the county in terms of accountability.

So I have my own police force.

I know how this ends, of course.  I will be shot, eaten by an alien, or dropped off of a building before the end of the movie.  I am okay with that.  I am 169% committed to Sparkle Motion, and I am all about having a good time at the expense of my future.

The only question is, do I become corrupt immediately, or become *absolutely* corrupt immediately?

Oh sweet fuck.

The only remaining question is how corrupt is the police unit already?

Eta- I'd expect "moderately" and assume this can be raised to "totally" with cheap incentives. A pay for promotion scheme should do the trick nicely.
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Richard Nixon's glittering half-life sarcophagus / Re: ABSOLUTE CHAOS
« Last post by LMNO on Yesterday at 02:48:22 pm »
I dunno. The movie could have a cool plot twist that, as the last ambulance drives away, it suddenly becomes clear that the world is a fundamentally better place now, despite all the blood.
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Literate Chaotic / Re: ITT: Original Story Ideas
« Last post by Prelate Diogenes Shandor on Yesterday at 07:17:13 am »
There are a bunch of cursed objects (of all different varieties, and many of them old), but they're only mildly cursed, causing things like hangnails and itchy watery eyes. The curses aren't even noticed or realized by most of the objects' owners until eventually a single antiquities collector coincidentally manages to accumulate 20 or thirty of them and the combined effects of the curses aggregate into a proper curse

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Another idea:

A retelling of "Flowers For Algernon" goes off the rails halfway through and turns into something similar to the "ex-leper" vignette from "Monty Python's Life of Brian"
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Literate Chaotic / Re: ITT: Original Story Ideas
« Last post by LuciferX on Yesterday at 07:10:40 am »
Animaniacs mime the explanatory gap in the hard problem of consciousness.
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Principia Discussion / Re: Kicking the Paranoia Trip
« Last post by The Good Reverend Roger on Yesterday at 06:47:23 am »
The only mahjgickque I need is the realization that, even if They are out to get me, they have had a half a century do try it and have not succeeded.  So either they aren't really out to get me, or they're so incompetent that they may as well not be.

On a social level, I just recognize that a friend is just someone who has not yet had sufficient motivation to fuck you over.  That's not paranoia, because paranoia is a state of delusion, and the fact is that everyone has their price.
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