Chapter Three

[take_theride]

Not to be negative, but this city is a fucking helltrap. Invite the unwilling into town and then tell them to fight crime, fuck that. I'm not a particularly dangerous person. I've done my share of strange things and certainly I can handle my drugs and alcohol better than half of you, but other than that and my skill with a typewriter I'm not good

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[grenadeball]

for the person in charge

well, it's not the robot anymore

you are gonna have to demand answers from god

[take_theride]

I've tried that shit before. Christ, this is going to get ugly.

[grenadeball]

you could also try curbstomping chaos theory

but that is very fucking tricky

[take_theride]

That might be crossing the line.

[grenadeball]

definitely

it'll come to bite you in the ass at the worst possible time

my recommendation is leaving the city as soon as possible and searching for answers from the outer rim moving inwards

from the sleepy peaceful boring beauty of Vermont, slowly spiraling into the numbing mindlessness that is Not New York

[take_theride]

If you say so. Of course, I'll need an assistant... someone with balls who's not dumb as fuck.

[grenadeball]

there's plenty of people with balls around here

not dumb as fuck WITH that, well, that'll take some picking

HOWEVER

i think i could help you out

financially wise, if not otherwise

[take_theride]

What are you, my fucking pimp? You got me a damn car, I can't ask for much else.

[grenadeball]

POINT

after a certain point i need to actually ask for things from you

i would basically just be giving you money, and that would probably make you burn it in paranoia, so, no point doing that

and i don't need to hire a writer, SO

i am sure you could probably get hired by time

or sports illustrated

[take_theride]

Too bad Time fired my ass, and Sports Illustrated rejected most of my work.

[grenadeball]

try SI again

different universe, different decade, different bosses, so worth another whack, right?

i mean, hell, nixon is dead now

mention the mint 500

you will have a job in minutes

[take_theride]

Nixon's dead?

Well shit. What year is it again? Shouldn't I be fucking dead?

[grenadeball]

for all the insanity in this universe, it occasionally does bring good things

nixon's death, strom thurmond's death, hell, just look up all the people you personally hate, and see how many are dead

it's 2009

and maybe

but right now you're alive and nixon is not

live it up

[take_theride]

Where are the hallucinogens? I want to meet his ghost tonight and knock his nonexistent head off.