quietmounds | (no subject)

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WHAT in person
WHERE ALL OVER
WHEN day 7, evening -> night
NOTES it's just a mingle really

[ Maybe you're getting off work now, or maybe you're just heading there. Or maybe you don't even have a job? Either way, it's a nice quiet evening to be outside in Quiet Mounds. Out on the streets, there's no sound at all. No birds or crickets, no murmur of crowds, no traffic. Isn't it peaceful? ]

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I don't care about Jack. But I'm basically running the place at this point and you're unbalancing my books.

Not to worry. Your books remain balanced. I have money to burn, and I can just write it off as a business expense anyway, so I decided tot pay this time.

...

Does this place have taxes too?

It's one of two things no one can avoid, isn't it?

Except you can't die here!

All the more reason for taxes, then. People need fixed points in order to grasp where they stand. Like explorers navigating by the North Star. If those fixed points are all gone, won't you get lost?

Bullshit.

[SIGH]

I guess I'll deal with that at work tomorrow.

Make someone else do it if you dislike it so much. Isn't that one of the perks of being a manager?

I don't delegate the money.

I guess it'll be something to do.

At least as interesting as feeding birds.

Feeding birds is what I do in order to give myself infinite free time to do things that are actually interesting, like harassing teenage boys. Even I have to put in a little work on the front-end of things to live in the style to which I am accustomed.

....are those your helper analysts, then?

That's right. They're easier to work with than humans, and you don't have to pay them as much. The only downside is that they tend to be hard on keyboards.

Did you do something to their brains?

[ giving him a look, like he just said something dumb ]

Well, it wouldn't work very well otherwise, would it? A corvid doing accounting?

[ you know. duh. ]

This all pairs really badly with your earlier sales pitch. "Let me mess with your brain, then I can use you to dump a bunch of work on and fuck around, isn't it great being so much smarter".

Normally I would rush to reassure you that it would be a waste of effort to turn you into an accounting drone, but to be honest I'm not too concerned it will scare you off anyway, given that you jumped at the chance to be a wage slave for a man who wears a mask of his own face on top of his face.

Oh, is it his own face after all? I was betting he stole someone's identity or something.

And thus is my point demonstrated. Although while we're on the subject, I confess I haven't actually checked.

Obviously I don't care if I'm dealing with people who are "bad".

[sigh]

What do you get out of it, anyway?

Edited 2017-06-07 21:14 (UTC)

This is actually my wooing technique. It was love at first sight, you see.

Not interested.

You'll break my heart. In the mean time, if you really must know, my interest in you is my own entertainment. Everyone needs a hobby, right? This is mine.

Yeah... I figured it had to be that.

Anyway, unless you can get me out of here, which I assume you can't, I guess I don't actually want anything from you.

There's nowhere to go, I'm afraid. Is leaving this place really your only ambition?

All of my ambitions were sort of universe-specific.