86 - THE GRAND RETURN!

[buywithme]

Is this--

...

Comrades? Are we--

[There's a long pause.]


I have-- cons--


Comrades!

Consumers!

Allow me to extend my fondest and most sincere greetings to you from the end of history! I’m quite sure you know my name: Prefect. Are we not the most highly favored of all our kinds to be here? In this, our new chance? Our new and open doorway? The compilation of not only millennia of history and experience, but worlds upon worlds of variety and flavor, all compressed into one microcosmic existence? Lain out for us on a platter? Let us not mourn our misfortune or dream of escape, but rather, let us combine and create and expand in our scope and diversity! Once more unto the breach my friends once more! Let us immanentize the eschation!

Brothers, sisters, comrades, buy with me.



[Ooc: Okay, so Prefect is back, and where he was that week lasted a lot longer than it did here. As such, he's worried that the people he knew will have all either graduated or just vanished off. Instead of being sensible and asking, he's re-written his original greeting post in case he's just surrounded by strangers.]

Comments

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

No. If you're the only people who can provide anything, there's no need for choice. You only need what is prescribed. Giving people different words to describe what is unnecessary or unorthodox only encourages erroneous thought.

Imagine, comrade, if you took the word 'free' and stripped it down to the meaning of 'without' and nothing more. Words will only mean what you want them to mean. Other conceptions of them will be abolished.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Currency here tends to work on a favor based bartering system! It's all very much negotiable. Make your list as long as you like! I'll do everything in my power to fulfill your needs!

[parttimejob.livejournal.com]

That is the best news I've had since dying. When would be good for you?

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

Non importa. Where did you go, fratello? Back to your Factory?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

...But people like having options, Comrade. They are fulfilled and made perfect by conforming their tastes and interests to one of the options which we provide for them, if we didn't provide them with options then they'd be unhappy. They'd look elsewhere.

Freedom is being able to always buy another one, and we give people that freedom. We give them the money to buy things with, the things for them to buy, and the incentive to want those things. There are as many things as we can imagine, and they only matter for a second, and then the next one rears it's head, and everyone is happy, and safe, and has everything they can ever want. It's heaven, Comrade. Why would we change the language in heaven?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, whenever is good for you is good for me! My only request is that it's after you've written your list, but before you've lost interest in it!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

No.

I mean, I don't think it was. It could have been, but I'd never been to that part of it before if it was. It was like a waiting room with a list of appointments on the wall, and a door that went through to another room. It was always locked when I tried to get it open.

It was strange, Comrade.

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

Huh.

And you were in this place for...how long?

OOC: Prefect can totally sell her a soda to go with that, if she's thirsty?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Words gett written, then crossed out afterwards, so Pavi can probably have seen them.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

It felt like--

...Almost a week?

they're really just having doctrinal rants at each other now.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

That's a very proletarian conception of what freedom is. You give them the choice to pick the little things and all the big things go miles over their heads, because you don't give them the ability to recognise it. All they are obssessed with is where their next drink, fuck or cigarette is coming from. They live on survival instincts due to that kind of 'freedom'. It is a pathetic, inferior and weak kind of 'freedom'.

And it's slavery. For Party members, we have a greater freedom. We have the freedom of being part of the collective. Being part of a greater, more powerful, immmortal conception, which can shape reality, which can take history and re-write it. We enslave ourselves to that so we can be free. Freedom is slavery. Slavery is freedom.

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

...I see.

[Private]

Would you like a drink, fratello?

[parttimejob.livejournal.com]

I'll have to see what I can offer. I think I can have my list ready later in the week.

Private

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Oh god yes.

[Pause]

N--...yes

[Longer Pause]

Will you come over and drink it with me?

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

Si, of course. I would like to see you.

Yep, GO GO EVANGILISM!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, for the children of the Factory there's no need to waste time dawdling over the bigger issues, because the Factory has done all of that for them! There are no concerns of morality, of loyalty, of who raised them or who will bury them, the issue might be muddied and worthy of contemplation where you are from, but for us? The Factory is eternal, The Factory is the mother and father and the servant and the overseer of us all, It transcends such fashion statements as those things that make us free, and defines the very quality of our existence.

Comrade, the Factory killed history and gutted culture and we all feast upon the meat it left, and our table is great and bountiful.

OOC: Oh dear lord, this thread is AWESOME. You guys ROCK.

[una_persson]

 

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Excellent, Comrade! I look forward to that day!

Private - Spam?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Then yes, I'd like a drink.

[spam]!

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

[So Prefect, Pavi's at your door about five minutes later with a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses, because drinking out of mugs is for philistines. And while he's peripherally aware that Prefect has some sort of issue with alcohol? Pavi is not the sort of person to help deal with impulse control issues.

Given that his hands are full, he clears his throat in lieu of knocking]

Fratello? You will open the door, please?

...o'brien just changed his mind within five seconds. he may love you, prefect. if he was capable.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Your world. It must be...

So the only source of truth is your 'Factory'? The only way anyone can possibily concieve reality is through your 'Factory'? Is that correct?

I do believe I misunderstood you. That is a very interesting method of control.

OOC: is that victory popcorn? Victory popcorn is now ONLY 60% cardboard.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

[spam]!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[A moment later the door opens, and Prefect breaks out an expression of sheer relief at seeing Pavi. He rocks forward for a moment, one hand extending almost as though he's intending to close the distance between them and grab hold of the other man, but thinks better of it and steps back, letting Pavi past him into the room.]

It's good to see you again.

[Despite Pavi's reason for coming, Prefect seems content to completely ignore the vodka in favor of staring at his friend in something a little like awe, as though he's not one hundred percent certain that the other man is really there with him.]

He's going to be disappointed when he hears the "killed by workers who saw through my bullshit" bit!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

The Factory is everywhere. It is everything to us, all our jobs, all our needs, everything we have or are it gives to us.

There is only one reality to be perceived, and the Factory built it.

OOC: 1/2 Did you know cardboard is an excellent source of antitoxidant B?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]