| From: | Evan Hughes <ehughes@****.carleton.ca> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Wow. Groundswell. |
| Date: | Tue, 2 Jul 96 2:20:19 EDT |
nothing better to do than skulk around Sland.
Military discipline is overrated. Just because some officer tells a
bunch of grunts what to do and they do it doesn't imply any level of
competence. In our experience, it's the opposite. Break into a few high
security facilities (this counts as hell and back. Whose high security
installations would you prefer NOT to visit? We've been there) with
chipped mages and guards who REALLY want to use some of the choicier parts
of your anantomy as novelty party gifts. They can fight as a unit, but
they tend to be dumb as posts (comparatively, then again, compared to us
that isn't exactly abnormal). Who cares if you can perform some daring
manouver if we have the smarts to see it coming, shut down the security
system, convince it that all the friendlies aren't and all the attackers
are really beloved long lost siblings, and then power it back up just in
time for them to be torn to peices by their own AP guns?
If you want to start fragging with the definition of military discipline
('nuhuh! It doesn't mean we blindly follow orders and hope our bosses are
competent, it means we think a lot, save ammo, have bachelors degrees and
use tuna as a sexual aid'), then yeah, it starts to look more and more
like we're "disciplined". Call it what you like. We're competent. Very
competent in fact. One could even say obscenly competent. But we're not
just another bunch of blind soldier-rejects.
(And what's this drek about saving ammo for when we get ambushed? First,
we don't get ambushed. Second, even if by some weird fluke of fate we did,
we're both mages. Third, we always carry enough ammo that we can write
clever and witty phrases on the outside walls of wherever we crash.
Fourth, that's what grenades are for)
If you want to try a run on us, fine. Just look in the yellow pages
under 'You don't want to piss these two off'. That'll give you our number.
But make sure to say goodbye to your loved-ones. As Lynch says, we're not
really the type to write letters home ('Dear Sandy, your beloved was too
stupid to figure out that (s)he couldn't quite handle us. We're sorry. The
enclosed ziplock baggy contains everything the cops could scrape
up').]<<<<<
-- Jen and Gabe <02:05:34/07-01-57>
