[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

[credit_not_blame]

On one hand, you have to consider the question "what do I have to offer Mad Max Beyonce?"

On the other hand, I would 100% join Mad Max Beyonce's post-apocalyptic pirate gang.

[Tucker does not need encouragement. But Stacia's going to do it anyway because of who she is as a person.

And hey, maybe it'll even keep the goofiness contained to one part of the discussion!]

[passifloraincarnata]

What's a "Beyonce"?

[credit_not_blame]

Basically, she's a famous celebrity singer. She's really cool, and generally considered to be an attractive woman.

[takenalive]

She and her ensemble were on a list of popular humans Esplin tried to procure. It was a common tactic for recruiting less popular humans for infestation.

As I understand it these celebrated humans tended to become less celebrated after being infested and starting to endorse the Sharing.

[credit_not_blame]

[That makes sense. It's creepy, but Stacia can follow the logic easily.]

Yeah, preaching the benefits of weird cults does tend to damage someone's star power. Like Tom Cruise and Scientology.

[takenalive]

Ah, yes. The competition. They did get this Cruise, though. I think some of the damage is just because a Yeerk can't go more than three days without leaving its host and feeding in a Yeerk Pool. There were and are several, and some portable units, but it causes some disruptions in schedule and makes it difficult to travel.

[credit_not_blame]

[She shouldn't be laughing, having an alien slug crawl into your head an enslave you is horrifying. But, oh Gaia, he just referred to Scientology as "the competition", she can't even.]

Yeah, that would certainly make it more complicated to go on press tours and do performances and the like. A stroke of luck for the people trying to fight back, that's for sure.

[takenalive]

Most of them essentially stopped leaving this part of California and had to cancel most plans. Some would travel to New York, but that place is so thickly populated it's difficult for a widely recognized individual to regularly reach the Pool unobserved. There were many requests for portable Pools, but those are a limited resource, and most of the Yeerks involved were not particularly highly ranked.

By the end of it there was some public comment about, what was it? the density of culture in the San Barbara district, or something to that effect?

[fuckingaqua]

That's the beauty of it, right? Like, if we go ahead and assume she's out there, I've got time to work on my approach if I think about it this far out. I've got from here until I walk up to her throne made out of human skulls or whatever. We all do.

[credit_not_blame]

I'm just saying that you'd better start thinking real hard, because she'd have a lot of people lined up to serve her and you'd need to make sure you bring something unique to the table!

[fuckingaqua]

Ugh, if Jorgmund would just give me back my sweet alien sword, I could make my case right out of the gate! Extra edge to shoot my shot with! Alien sword pirate knight who isn't gonna hold her back from her ambitions and stuff. It's straight outta the movies!

[credit_not_blame]

Look, you got the sweet alien sword in the first place, right? You've just got to demonstrate those skills again!

[fuckingaqua]

Yeah, I kinda only got the sword by falling in a hole when I wasn't paying attention.

Which if you look on the bright side, I could totally demonstrate again.

[prairietroubador]

That ain't all you need to be thinkin' about. As I recall, the lady did say "If you liked it you shoulda put a ring on it."

[fuckingaqua]

Oh, gross! Who's thinking long-term in this economy?

[prairietroubador]

Hey pardner, I don't make the rules. Post-apocalyptic Beyoncé does.

[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.

[credit_not_blame]

That's the spirit!

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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]

Complaining is a good coping mechanism. If I couldn't complain, I wouldn't be where I am today. Or I would, but I'd be way too fucking uptight about it. Hard pass. Kvetching all day every day, like god intended.