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liquidation[When the vid feed turns on, it shows Liquid standing against the vast blue of the sky, statuesque and impassively looking outwards, as though he was a king surveying his domain. There is strength in the line of his shoulders and the set of his jaw. This has clearly been staged, because no one looks like this without careful planning and a keen sense of melodrama. Anyone who knows this guy and what he's like should be running for the hills right now, because every single inch of this is screaming I'M GOING TO RANT AT YOU UNTIL YOU LIKE IT.]
If there is anything that I have learned in my life, it is that all creatures endeavor to thrive. Life itself is the constant struggle against all the forces that would seek to extinguish it. All creatures, from the smallest to the greatest, abide by this principle-- even humanity.
[If you're still here, you are either brave or stupid.]
In the course of this, it is inevitable that conflict would arise. Friction between those who would strive for the same goals. There are only so many resources, after all, and there are so many who would wish to possess them. It is immaterial whether that resource is food, energy, or dominance-- there is only so much to go around. Only those with the will to take them will prevail.
[Liquid being some kind of stupid Nietzsche wanna-be social Darwinist is hardly surprising.]
War is this struggle at a macroscopic level.
[Is everyone taking notes? There will be a test. Everyone take out your notebooks and start taking down everything Professor British McDipshit says.]
But here, this principle is violated. There are petty criminal undertakings and minor disturbances, but there has been no war. In a world where every creature is a walking weapon, instead of being used in combat, they are treated as pets. This is a world that is innocent of the true nature of warfare-- it merely plays out the simulacrum of it with its glorified dogfighting. Like children playing with toy guns, it is unaware and uncomprehending of what it mimics.
[He smirked, and there was something feral about the set of his teeth.] I think it is high time that this innocence be lost. I think it is time to show this place the true meaning of--
[There was a brown and white blur, a squawk, a yell, and Liquid got nailed in the face by a passing Pidgey. The 'gear that was recording this fell, as did Liquid, and-- wow holy shit he was high up. Looks like he was taking the fast way down from Sprout Tower.]
If there is anything that I have learned in my life, it is that all creatures endeavor to thrive. Life itself is the constant struggle against all the forces that would seek to extinguish it. All creatures, from the smallest to the greatest, abide by this principle-- even humanity.
[If you're still here, you are either brave or stupid.]
In the course of this, it is inevitable that conflict would arise. Friction between those who would strive for the same goals. There are only so many resources, after all, and there are so many who would wish to possess them. It is immaterial whether that resource is food, energy, or dominance-- there is only so much to go around. Only those with the will to take them will prevail.
[Liquid being some kind of stupid Nietzsche wanna-be social Darwinist is hardly surprising.]
War is this struggle at a macroscopic level.
[Is everyone taking notes? There will be a test. Everyone take out your notebooks and start taking down everything Professor British McDipshit says.]
But here, this principle is violated. There are petty criminal undertakings and minor disturbances, but there has been no war. In a world where every creature is a walking weapon, instead of being used in combat, they are treated as pets. This is a world that is innocent of the true nature of warfare-- it merely plays out the simulacrum of it with its glorified dogfighting. Like children playing with toy guns, it is unaware and uncomprehending of what it mimics.
[He smirked, and there was something feral about the set of his teeth.] I think it is high time that this innocence be lost. I think it is time to show this place the true meaning of--
[There was a brown and white blur, a squawk, a yell, and Liquid got nailed in the face by a passing Pidgey. The 'gear that was recording this fell, as did Liquid, and-- wow holy shit he was high up. Looks like he was taking the fast way down from Sprout Tower.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 02:47 am (UTC)[He'll just sit here and listen because god knows he's put up with it before.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 02:48 am (UTC)[Was that a Pidgey?]
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Date: 2012-10-01 02:49 am (UTC)[Snrk.]
James, are you--
[pffhaha]
A-are you okay?
[pfffffhahahaha]
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Date: 2012-10-01 02:53 am (UTC)[Then there was a thud.]
[The gear is now recording some very nice grass with a big crack in the lens.]
[Brb, Liquid is taking a powernap.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 03:05 am (UTC)[Everyone knows he's had worse.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 03:08 am (UTC)Son of a bitch.
[A hand groped around in the grass for a moment for the 'gear. There was a glimpse of Liquid's face, which... definitely had a mark on it. And possibly a broken nose.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 03:43 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2012-10-01 03:51 am (UTC)[OW GOD HIS FACE.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 04:20 am (UTC)You are not challenging me to a battle of the insults, you grubfisted moron.
I mean who even gets knocked out by a goddamn PIDGEY?
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Date: 2012-10-01 04:46 am (UTC)[And then falls the 100+ feet off of the tower.
Liquid is mostly indestructible.]And don't flatter yourself to think that I give half a damn about whatever ridiculous insults a loudmouthed child can lob at me.
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Date: 2012-10-01 04:59 am (UTC)[ an eye roll here. ]
And you only say that because the old man can't keep up.
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Date: 2012-10-01 06:09 am (UTC)If you want war, try Vermillion City. The Gym Leader is a lieutenant of some sort.
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Date: 2012-10-01 05:27 pm (UTC)Interesting. I'll look into it.
[That's the closest to a 'thanks' that anyone will get from Liquid.]
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Date: 2012-10-01 08:27 pm (UTC)[Because he's not really sure how Liquid's even typing right now.]
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Date: 2012-10-03 11:32 pm (UTC)[Liquid is kind of indestructible.]
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Date: 2012-10-04 05:02 am (UTC)Why wait indeed. Are you familiar with how to get there?
[Because Cobra is willing to give directions to anyone who wants to cause mayhem for Surge.]
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Date: 2012-10-02 01:57 pm (UTC)They say it's impossible to die here.
That might factor into it.
But you'd think they'd have found other ways to seek vengeance. Humanity usually does.
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Date: 2012-10-05 01:00 am (UTC)[He knows a thing or two about those.]
I am certain that the capacity is there, it's simply a matter of drawing it out. Human is human, after all, and we are all bloody bastards, with no exception.
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Date: 2012-10-05 01:10 pm (UTC)[So does she. Comes with the job.]
Is the history of this place known? Surely they would have had wars or past atrocities. Other then a group of people who seem to do nothing more then blow things up and steal.
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Date: 2012-10-03 10:57 pm (UTC)[Her voice is wry when she speaks, although she doesn't expect him to answer for awhile.]
Any broken bones?
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Date: 2012-10-04 12:09 am (UTC)[Not even a broken arm this time; his immunity to gravity has only gotten stronger with age.]
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Date: 2012-10-05 04:16 am (UTC)[Audio]
Date: 2012-10-05 04:37 pm (UTC)[It's just that his face is apparently such a good target.]
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