[locked] More Intel

[parannoyed]

In the spirit of sharing information that we found while monster-hunting [and on a separate post because like hell is he going to purposefully comment to Price] we also need to share what we found on one of the laptops while snooping around.

Apparently the company is worried about outside threats, someone called The Bey and some pirates, and a group called the Ryecatchers. They don't seem to think the pirates are much of a threat other than The Bey - maybe their leader? The person writing the memo thought the Ryecatchers were a worse threat.

Information about Jorgmund's enemies seems useful to know.

Comments

[fuckingaqua]

Dude, apart from the fact that I don't do commitments, anyone who talks to me for five minutes and wants to put a ring on it is like, making a cry for help.

If post-apocalyptic Beyoncé tries to marry me, every New Hire on this stupid Rig is obligated to save both of us.

[ragefeathers]

[ Oh God. He's starting to remind her of Eli. What the fuck? Feelings? Gross. ]

It's my responsibility to cyberbully any dude who thinks they're good enough for Beyoncé. Tough luck.

[credit_not_blame]

That's the spirit!

[credit_not_blame]

Technically I'm not sure if we have good witches either. I do know that there are at least four major types of weird that can mess with reality to one degree or another, and all of it would probably get you burned as a witch if someone caught you at it. Demons and angels are a whole different ball of murder-wax.

[fuckingaqua]

See? That's what supporting a teammate is all about! If I get the chance to do some dumb bullshit that's never gonna work because maybe it'll get me with a warlord celebrity, I'm doing it no matter how many people tell me it's dumb bullshit that's never gonna work.

Everyone here should be taking notes, Stacia.

[fuckingaqua]

It's not about if I'm "good enough," it's about if she's bored enough! This is totally gatekeeping. [ ????? ] Look, you can put your hat in the ring, too, no one's gonna stop you. Come compete for her favor. If I get shot down, I'll wingman you by making you look better in comparison.

[ Truly a high honor to bestow. Clearly the real issue here. He would literally not even have to try to make her look like a better prospect. ]

[ragefeathers]

And risk disappointing her? I'm not that crazy, bro.

[credit_not_blame]

As long as the dumb bullshit doesn't cause me problems, I am 100% supportive. If it does cause me problems, I will whine about it forever. Just so you know.

[myagents]

I am a little confused on how this strategy would be beneficial to you. I believe that going...'Somewhere more private' would make you easier to kill.

[Which is always something fun to tell your future roommate.]

[fuckingaqua]

Easier to kill?

[ RUDE. ]

Dude, did your thought process make any pit stops getting there or was zero to murder seriously your first fucking A to B?

[myagents]

I'm sorry, was that not supposed to be my thought process?

[It's a genuine question. Isn't murder what this is about?]

[fuckingaqua]

... yeah, I guess you being an evil creepy douchebag shouldn't be a surprise. Some people save murder for last like they live in fuckin' civilization.

[ To quote an ancient prophet: "I don't know what I expected." Price has big Dead Dove, Do Not Eat energy. ]

Besides, if she's out there doing her warlord thing, she can just kill me in public. It's whatever.

[fuckingaqua]

Noted. It won't prevent anything, but I dunno. Everyone I hang out with back home complains about stuff all the time anyway. I'm wired for whine. You'll fit right in.

[fuckingaqua]

But what if you don't disappoint her? That's like the whole point!

[myagents]

I don't see how it would be wrong to consider that the enemy would try to murder you in this situation. As hires we are, after all, associated with Jorgmund.

[fuckingaqua]

Eh, I don't really think about that most of the time. Being technically associated with the UNSC didn't mean shit, either.

[myagents]

Perhaps it would be wiser to gather more information before elaborating a strategy.

[ragefeathers]

You have nothing to lose, it's easy for you to say that. I am not gonna risk my lesbian cred on disappointing her. Nooo way.

[bringinghopewithme]

Who's Holden Caulfield?

[fromfryingpantofire]

Main character of a book called The Catcher in the Rye. Most American kids end up having to read it at some point during high school. Main character is a teenager who gets in trouble at school and runs away to New York City and has a series of adventures and misadventures. Probably has untreated depression, but it was set just post World War II, so the time period wasn't great for mental health issues. The main thing about the character is that he's pretentious as hell. Most people don't particularly end up liking Holden when they read the book.

[bringinghopewithme]

The library had it. I'm on chapter 3 and this kid seems like he's in pain. When does he get pretentious?

[walkingballpit]

[ He can no longer tell what is good and bad. Sexy parrot broke him. ]

Uh. I want to be left out of this BeyIago fanfic.

[ He slurs the portmanteau until it’s pronounced bay-ya-go. ]

Just... maybe remember that not everybody’s from a place where mutants get sexy... pets.

[walkingballpit]

[... ]

I’m starting to get a complex cause I can think of at least two couples with like a thousand year gap in birthdates.

I guess I just think it all sounds about right.

[credit_not_blame]

Glad we're all prepared for each other's coping mechanisms! We could probably use a proper kvetching session to blow off steam at some point anyway. It's not like we don't have plenty to complain about already.

[fuckingaqua]

Maybe your face would be wiser. Since when does counselor school teach tactics stuff, anyway?