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FreeFall can't figure out why he still goes on facebook. Everytime he goes on there he just feels like he is getting stupider or reading about shit he doesn't care for. All I can think of for the reason to go on there is I can see half naked girls try to make a point socially that they should get attention. I think there is something wrong with me.
lol kinda reminds me of the paper equivalent of 'people' magazine here, where several centerfolds throughout the magazine would be scantily clad with occasional muff and booby shot with puzzles and random going-ons shoved in between...

It was too risque a magazine for the avg white collar but looked right at home on the passenger seat of a interstate truck driver...

Needless to say you need some change to occur Faller...

When was the last time you avatared it??
 
avatared? I mean I'm not genius either, but fuck I really don't want to know what half of these people are thinking. I have enough troubles with my own thoughts. FF just likes going to concerts and getting messed up. It's how I procrastinate solving my problems.
 
I woke up this morning in a strange and foreign land. I did not have any idea what was going on so I walked out in the streets looking for someone I could question. Almost immediately, something fell from the sky with incredible velocity and landed on the pavement right beside me with a sickening splat/crunch. A spray of red liquid splashed up and down my side.

The blob on the ground was almost amorphous. It took a few seconds to even discern what it was. But finally it was undeniable: it was a human. A human that had experienced the full effects of terminal velocity. Splat.

More people began to gather round.
 
I woke up this morning in a strange and foreign land. I did not have any idea what was going on so I walked out in the streets looking for someone I could question. Almost immediately, something fell from the sky with incredible velocity and landed on the pavement right beside me with a sickening splat/crunch. A spray of red liquid splashed up and down my side.

The blob on the ground was almost amorphous. It took a few seconds to even discern what it was. But finally it was undeniable: it was a human. A human that had experienced the full effects of terminal velocity. Splat.

More people began to gather round.

tell more about your investigation of the body and who he/she is/was
 
Little Subwoofers

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tell more about your investigation of the body and who he/she is/was



Yes of course - here is a summary of what I have learned so far:

This city exists in a perfect square, 10 miles in each direction. The perimeter is lined with a huge wall.

The inhabitants - who are human, make no mistake - have no idea there is anything else. As far as they are concerned, this 10 mile square is the extent of life/civilization in the universe.

At the geometric center of the square is a giant super-catapult. There is one purpose and one purpose only for it: to punish crime. Criminals are launched from it to extreme altitudes - until they are just tiny specks against the blue sky - only to disappear beyond the walls and be gone forever.

What happened today was a misfire. One of the convicted criminals was launched at an improper angle, too straight up. He came down just a mile from the megapult.

It is not the first time it has happened.
 
Are there any forms of identification on him? Does he looks similar to you or of some other descent or type?

Are these criminals caught or once the bad deed has been acted upon by their self-conscious they are moved to the 'pult and removed. Are you worried you may be pulted one day? Do you have thoughts of doing so when you are done living?
 
I have learned more about my new surroundings.

There is a very strict law that, on the rare occasions when bodies land within the walls, they must be left untouched. They will go through the natural process of decomposition - and then they will exist as permanent broken skeletons, undisturbed for decades and centuries before finally turning to dust.

In fact in one case - bit of sky-corpse trivia for you here - a body landed on someone. She was not instantly killed but was severely injured and could not be helped as she died a slow painful death because it would have disturbed the sky-corpse. So there are two tangled skeletons in that case.

In another case, the corpse is partly on the ground and partly in a tree.

The spot where today's sky-corpse landed is directly in front of a public school entrance. So, for some considerable length of time, the kids will be forced to make their away around a stinking pile of decomposing flesh in order to attend their lessons. Eventually of course, through the fullness of time, it will just be a matter of walking around clean, odorless bones.



"So lemme ask you something," I said to a guy. "I know that leaving the sky-corpses undisturbed is the law, but is it also beloved? Do people embrace the custom or resent it?"

He looked at me with hatred. There were several kids milling about and he rounded them up and told them not to look at me.

"Is this about Killed by a Human?" I said. "I'm not from around here but it seems like too much of a coincidence not to be. Killed by a Human?"

He shielded as many childrens' eyes from me as he could.