o_O Now, you're the murder expert here (and before you complain, let me remind you of the glee with which you murdered Q in Red 5's story as but a single example), but I thought assassinations were on a much smaller scale than extinctions? Are you ordering tactical airstrikes on small communities? Through your blog-entries?? I am awed (and slightly terrified). I also don't think Carcosa is quite ready for an extinction yet either, so I'll branch away briefly :)
Extinction "You good bro? Fam, sis, dad, whatever you're calling people these days?" Pestilence waited a moment for an answer, then nudged the stick-thin guy in skinny jeans and a t-shirt so washed out and tenebrous that you could count his ribs through it. And they protruded. Famine continued to stare at what looked like an octopus that had had a severe accident and been put back together with staples, and then his eyes refocused and he looked over at Pestilence. "Sorry," he said. "I was pink clouding there for a moment. I think I remember when Evie was trying this one out, you know?" "You were born in the sixties, Fam bro," said Pestilence. He looked at the little informational card underneath the display, which informed him that he was looking at the Dentopus. "Has this thing got teeth on its legs?" "Yeah, racial memories," said Famine. "Like I can still remember giving the Pharaoh dreams about seven fat cows and seven thin cows. Well actually, they were all members of his harem in the dream, but he was a bit... uncouth, and Joseph was a bit... literal." "Simple," said Pestilence. "The kid was two spoons short of a soup-bowl. My many-greats granddad was doing locusts back then. And Cochineal disease." "Cochineal disease?" Famine looked puzzled. "Won't be identified and named for another seventy years," said Pestilence frowning. Damn, it's a bit weird when your memory goes in both directions, isn't it? Anyway, why are you staring at the dentopus? You owned one?" "Nah, I was thinking about extinction events," said Famine. "Something about Evie's set-up always puts me in that frame of mind. Spill the tea, fam, this thing's uglyhot, right?" "Ugly, definitely," said Pestilence. "Probably only hot if you set it on fire. You've not done any extinction events lately, right? Fam?" "You're fam, bro," said Famine absently. He shook his head. "No, not lately. I did starve one of the smaller East European countries for a couple of years in the last decade, but then the dictator died and things started to level out again." "Starvation?" "Gluttony." There was a small silence, and then Pestilence gently took Famine's arm. "Time to go," he said. "Before you go getting ideas." They walked out of Evolution's Museum of Natural Selection just in time to see the sunset.
Greg - I do not recall this 'Q' character, and even if I did, I'm quite sure that I was writing elsewhere when he (or she?) met his (or her!) untimely demise.
Hah, a branch away to these two is always, always welcome :D
I love the idea of Pestilence getting Famine out of there before he got any ideas. That's just a great image :)
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o_O Now, you're the murder expert here (and before you complain, let me remind you of the glee with which you murdered Q in Red 5's story as but a single example), but I thought assassinations were on a much smaller scale than extinctions? Are you ordering tactical airstrikes on small communities? Through your blog-entries?? I am awed (and slightly terrified).
I also don't think Carcosa is quite ready for an extinction yet either, so I'll branch away briefly :)
Extinction
"You good bro? Fam, sis, dad, whatever you're calling people these days?" Pestilence waited a moment for an answer, then nudged the stick-thin guy in skinny jeans and a t-shirt so washed out and tenebrous that you could count his ribs through it. And they protruded.
Famine continued to stare at what looked like an octopus that had had a severe accident and been put back together with staples, and then his eyes refocused and he looked over at Pestilence. "Sorry," he said. "I was pink clouding there for a moment. I think I remember when Evie was trying this one out, you know?"
"You were born in the sixties, Fam bro," said Pestilence. He looked at the little informational card underneath the display, which informed him that he was looking at the Dentopus. "Has this thing got teeth on its legs?"
"Yeah, racial memories," said Famine. "Like I can still remember giving the Pharaoh dreams about seven fat cows and seven thin cows. Well actually, they were all members of his harem in the dream, but he was a bit... uncouth, and Joseph was a bit... literal."
"Simple," said Pestilence. "The kid was two spoons short of a soup-bowl. My many-greats granddad was doing locusts back then. And Cochineal disease."
"Cochineal disease?" Famine looked puzzled.
"Won't be identified and named for another seventy years," said Pestilence frowning. Damn, it's a bit weird when your memory goes in both directions, isn't it? Anyway, why are you staring at the dentopus? You owned one?"
"Nah, I was thinking about extinction events," said Famine. "Something about Evie's set-up always puts me in that frame of mind. Spill the tea, fam, this thing's uglyhot, right?"
"Ugly, definitely," said Pestilence. "Probably only hot if you set it on fire. You've not done any extinction events lately, right? Fam?"
"You're fam, bro," said Famine absently. He shook his head. "No, not lately. I did starve one of the smaller East European countries for a couple of years in the last decade, but then the dictator died and things started to level out again."
"Starvation?"
"Gluttony."
There was a small silence, and then Pestilence gently took Famine's arm. "Time to go," he said. "Before you go getting ideas."
They walked out of Evolution's Museum of Natural Selection just in time to see the sunset.
Greg - I do not recall this 'Q' character, and even if I did, I'm quite sure that I was writing elsewhere when he (or she?) met his (or her!) untimely demise.
Hah, a branch away to these two is always, always welcome :D
I love the idea of Pestilence getting Famine out of there before he got any ideas. That's just a great image :)
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