AUSTIN FREENET

From: quidproquo
Type: Public & private posts
When: 3/5, 9:52PM, after this group message

You'd think that after almost three years, my mind would have learned that dreaming about fluffy bacon pancakes and cheese omelets is only going to wind up badly for both of us. (Me and my mind, just to be clear.) I'm no psychologist, but I vaguely recall from Psych 101 something about how the mind tries to protect us from mental trauma or recalling things that would upset us. I've got to tell my subconscious that recalling all of my favorite breakfast foods isn't doing me any favors.

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Private between quidproquo & duende

I was very sorry to hear about Mr. Heim. Can you tell me anything about what happened?

This is strictly off-record, for the record.

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Private between quidproquo & legallyblonde

Be careful. Aizik Heim's gone missing from the UMCB.

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Private between quidproquo & 3dani

I'm not sure if word's gotten around over there, yet, but Aizik Heim's gone missing and I thought I'd let you know. I swear, one of these days I'll have a pleasant reason to initiate contact with you. How've you been, by the way? (I ask that knowing that the answer may be colored by the news I've just told you.)

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Private between quidproquo & callahan

Aizik Heim's gone missing. I assume kidnapping, but that's all I've got to go on right now. Waiting for details; will pass on all I know. The APD's being left out of it, too.

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Private between quidproquo, andhobbes, & sirkay

All A-OK over there?

SENT FROM: andhobbes
TYPE: Public post

Do y'all think vacations are still a thing? Go see the sights of gas-burned Austin. Marvel at the dried-out Zilker Park. Go see the bat migration under the bridge, bet they're still alive. Clean shufflers out of the Memorial Museum. Stroll the sculpture garden and contemplate mankind's future.

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SENT FROM: sirkay
TYPE: public post
TIME: 10/6, 8:00 pm

Times are changing, but that don't mean we can't have a positive outlook. Some things, for instance, near always stay the same around here.

Like undead. Simple as all get out motives, easy to predict. Straightforward method to take down. Boom! What's that line from that old space opera? "There's always a boom tomorrow."

You all like science fiction?

SENT FROM: sirkay
TYPE: public post
TIME: September 10th; 5:00pm

Long-lettered words for trouble, or thereabouts if you would.

From: quidproquo
To: 3dani
When: 9/4, 4:50PM

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From: quidproquo
To: sirkay
When: 9/4, 4:55PM

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From: quidproquo
To: andhobbes
When: 9/4, 4:59PM

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From quidproquo
To: 37
When: 9/4, 5:15PM - after this

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To: onpointe
When: 9/4, 5:20PM - after this

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SENT FROM: f_for_feminist
TYPE: public post

Now here's a question. Does anyone actually search for survivors or is this more of an ending up here type situation?

And while I'm here what do people need/want? I'll be scavenging soon, but no point in bringing stuff back no one gives a shit about, yeah?

FromStrangelet
Type Public




I thought his cigarette was a star.
Lit up in the darkness.
The cherry red flickered when he sucked on the end and it was catastrophic.
It was a dead light.
All desolation.
Too late.
They dragged me in.

That's the night I noticed the stars were dying.
Or maybe it's just a cover up.
A cosmic lie.

I chipped my tooth when he pushed me forward .
The puddle was warm.Their hearts were cold.
My salvation was scattered in fresh piss.
Hot lunch, they said. Dig in.
Their laughter was exhausting.

The cigarette sizzled when the soul sucker flicked it at my wet face.
Extinguished.
Just like my humanity.


I forgot for a few hours.

Never shove a window.
Glass shatters.

and the pieces are sharp.

SENT FROM: sirkay
TYPE: public post

Bless me but I've taken too much for granted. Lord, those puzzle books were a couple bucks a pop near the register, should have seen them near a million times. Now I'm crawling through rubble for the off-chance I might spot some Sudoku.