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aberrantangelsGo on and psychoanalyze that.
We aren't told what, specifically, Corb plans to do to the Fireman, but we're given examples of the things he'll do to PCs who come to his attention: causing police to show up to take them into psychiatric custody, police primed to "watch for the known personal habits and mannerisms of the character as signs of the alleged condition," then come in as a special consultant and goad them into acting out (in the words of Bryan Lambert to the Malkinistas, "That's your A-game?"*); incriminating messages and other threatening actions; associating the Clytemnestra blog with the characters' allegiance to a degree that they can't attack him without attacking their own side; turning one of his followers into a PC's ideal mate, such that the Corbite will be heartbroken if the beloved turns against Corb...
A Moscow house painter replies "Why not? Russia has one." Ivy Latimer, a graphic artist in Bedworth, is "quite convinced that nothing is too crazy for America." Jenina Goudreau, a geneticist on Boston, considers that "A one-in-a-million curiosity of nature doesn't represent anyone." Kirsten Kinney, an elite of no fixed address, says "The wolves'll tear him apart." Josette Nicholson, a retired programmer in San Jose, believes it'll "keep[] the number of threats down. Plus, The Fireman has demonstrated his integrity in the face of power."
* Don't getta me wrongo; the prospect freaks me out, to the point where trying to write about it was one of the chief reasons I didn't get this posted yesterday. And I've never actually been through it, whereas it's quite possible that Ryan Sean Borgstrom/Rebecca S. Borgstrom/Jenna K. Moran have seen the quirks of one of them used against the entire Hollyhock God(dess) system and the body it inhabits. But it strikes me as spectacularly petty on Corb's part, not to mention hard to ST a way out of.
August 15
[Aberrant] Corby Carter, nominally a Utopian nova but privately a "smart egg" (Portman's term for an undeveloped Sphinx), begins moving against Portman (who suspects Corb of Sphinx status).
We aren't told what, specifically, Corb plans to do to the Fireman, but we're given examples of the things he'll do to PCs who come to his attention: causing police to show up to take them into psychiatric custody, police primed to "watch for the known personal habits and mannerisms of the character as signs of the alleged condition," then come in as a special consultant and goad them into acting out (in the words of Bryan Lambert to the Malkinistas, "That's your A-game?"*); incriminating messages and other threatening actions; associating the Clytemnestra blog with the characters' allegiance to a degree that they can't attack him without attacking their own side; turning one of his followers into a PC's ideal mate, such that the Corbite will be heartbroken if the beloved turns against Corb...
August 16
[Aberrant] The "World's Opinion" segment on N!terview asks "Is the world ready for a nova President?"
A Moscow house painter replies "Why not? Russia has one." Ivy Latimer, a graphic artist in Bedworth, is "quite convinced that nothing is too crazy for America." Jenina Goudreau, a geneticist on Boston, considers that "A one-in-a-million curiosity of nature doesn't represent anyone." Kirsten Kinney, an elite of no fixed address, says "The wolves'll tear him apart." Josette Nicholson, a retired programmer in San Jose, believes it'll "keep[] the number of threats down. Plus, The Fireman has demonstrated his integrity in the face of power."
* Don't getta me wrongo; the prospect freaks me out, to the point where trying to write about it was one of the chief reasons I didn't get this posted yesterday. And I've never actually been through it, whereas it's quite possible that Ryan Sean Borgstrom/Rebecca S. Borgstrom/Jenna K. Moran have seen the quirks of one of them used against the entire Hollyhock God(dess) system and the body it inhabits. But it strikes me as spectacularly petty on Corb's part, not to mention hard to ST a way out of.
