[6] - Drunken Flood Post of Crazy
[The voice post (public) cuts in halfway through, and it sounds like Crane’s been rambling for quite a while.]
…And there’s disease everywhere. Do you really think you all had the plague? There was no plague. They were trying to cull our numbers. And they have, haven’t they? There are more inmates then wardens, maybe, and people always disappear when they’re not meant to.
Oh. I understand. They’re escaping, aren’t they? That’s why the wardens never talk about it, just mention their nice little trips to home. It’s like this place is made of… cardboard, or something. Cardboard. It’s all fixable, of course. There’s that chemical in the air, and all we need is a different one, and then everything will be fine again. It’ll all be upright, instead of upside down.
And then, and then, there are all this bits and pieces that are here and not here. There’s a man drunk on the roof, but he’s not at the bar, you know what I mean? Of course you don’t. It’s all very technical. All of you just have Unseen qualifications.
You know something, all of you, all of you little robots on your Arkham meds, hiding your advanced “magical” technology from the rest of the world? This place is one four storeys tall. The rest is underground. I’d like you all to think about that. Four storeys tall. Four.
OCC: Being drunk is making the hidden (and not so hidden) crazy leak out. Also, I may be slow timing a little. :D
…And there’s disease everywhere. Do you really think you all had the plague? There was no plague. They were trying to cull our numbers. And they have, haven’t they? There are more inmates then wardens, maybe, and people always disappear when they’re not meant to.
Oh. I understand. They’re escaping, aren’t they? That’s why the wardens never talk about it, just mention their nice little trips to home. It’s like this place is made of… cardboard, or something. Cardboard. It’s all fixable, of course. There’s that chemical in the air, and all we need is a different one, and then everything will be fine again. It’ll all be upright, instead of upside down.
And then, and then, there are all this bits and pieces that are here and not here. There’s a man drunk on the roof, but he’s not at the bar, you know what I mean? Of course you don’t. It’s all very technical. All of you just have Unseen qualifications.
You know something, all of you, all of you little robots on your Arkham meds, hiding your advanced “magical” technology from the rest of the world? This place is one four storeys tall. The rest is underground. I’d like you all to think about that. Four storeys tall. Four.
OCC: Being drunk is making the hidden (and not so hidden) crazy leak out. Also, I may be slow timing a little. :D