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29 October 2001 @ 12:54 pm
livejournal as an agent of surreality  
Surfing back on the friends list to see 911 reactions in context. Using diony's list because mine doesn't go back that far. And on the 12th, amid all the grief and anger, the worries about friends, the fears for Arab-Americans, I read this from caynen.

Ran down Mayoi beach; nothing that awful. Grievvers up to Virulent, yes; a couple of Drudge Lurkers. Didn't see any Olthoi but I'm sure one'll turn up. I guess it's all stuff I can be casual about at level 25, but if I was younger I'd be unhappy. Still, the bits of the beach close to town are the same, Drudges and Gromnies and Golems.
Mayoi was obviously a beach up in SF, and my imagination spun outward to a DeLintish secret war where homeless people were Grievvers in rags and Drudges were the grey business-suited workers of workaday SF. The sort of fiction where you are not sure if the distorted view is the ravings of a schizophrenic or the revelation of the true state of things.

After a few moments I looked at the next entry, and the glass of the world shifted back into place as I realized it was a journal for a MMORPG.
Current Mood: weirdweird
Cera S.diony on November 1st, 2001 04:53 pm (UTC)
I am laughing and laughing and laughing. Man, that'd make a good short story.
Lauratavella on November 5th, 2001 01:30 am (UTC)
Yes, but deLint probably already wrote it better :)

I think it was mostly because of the juxtaposition with all the serious realworld posts, and a little from it not being one of the MMORPGs I know from hearing others chatter, so that none of the locations or creatures was familiar. Wierdest damn sensation.